#alien technology

[mechangelism]

Depictions of Alien abductions by abductees.

[bizarreauhavre]

Julian Cano

[scipunk]

Visitors, The Original Miniseries (1983)

[jadthemagnificent]

Life Is Short. Play More.

[garden-secret-ao3writer]

Voltron headcanon

Shiro: You know, I feel like I just went to an insanely expensive restaurant again. Keith: How does a giant space castle remind you of going to a restaurant? Shiro: There’s a sink and a faucet, but good luck figuring out how the hell to actually turn the water on. Keith: ...Oh.

[masturmemery]

[aventurineswife]

Hello! So I have a bit of different request than what you usually get. Basically I want your take on what Herta and Ruan Mei will think about a s/o with an omnitrix from Ben 10. If you don't much about the omnitrix or the series I'll summarize:

Can transform you into different alien species and to catalogue all life in the universe.

Has a universal translator so that they can understand any language

Can scan new DNA that's not in the omnitrix and can transform into that (For example an Halovian, Sunday and Robin's race, and Foxians)

A failsafe to keep the user from dying (by switching to an alien that would survive the deadly hit)

The omnitrix can even transform the user into a God on par with aeons (a Celestialsapien dubbed Alien X)

The story for s/o could be an enigmatic galaxy Ranger that goes around planet to planet helping others and stopping threats. They love what they do and just want to make the universe they live in better.

For Herta, the omnitrix would probably fascinate her completely, and Ruan Mei, being a scientist involved in biology, would also be absolutely fascinated by the omnitrix since to her, this would be the key to helping her with her research. Aeons forbid these two find out about Alien X.

Hope this is good since this is my first request.

Curiosity Became Admiration

Synopsis: In the sprawling reaches of the universe, you’re known as the enigmatic Galaxy Ranger—a lone traveler wielding the Omnitrix, an ancient alien device capable of cataloging and transforming its user into lifeforms across all of creation. You roam from world to world, healing, protecting, and uncovering truths. But your path crosses with a mind that may just be more complex than the Omnitrix itself.

Tags: Herta x Reader, Ruan Mei x Reader, Slow Burn (Ruan Mei), Alien Technology, Found Family Vibes, Philosophy, Soft Angst, Power Couple Dynamics, Emotional Vulnerability, Mutual Fascination, Light Humor, Existentialism.

Warnings: Mild language, Emotional trauma/backstory (Ruan Mei), Existential themes (immortality, godhood, scientific ethics), Implied off-screen violence (galactic threats, Omnitrix failsafe use), Minor angst (coping with isolation, grief), Herta occasionally toying with morality/science boundaries in dialogue.

The soft glow of the Simulated Universe core pulsed in rhythm with the simulated heartbeat of the universe itself. You leaned back against a marble column, Omnitrix glowing faintly on your wrist, as Herta walked in on one of her puppets, arms crossed and expression unreadable save for the spark in her eyes.

“Interesting,” she muttered, gaze flickering to your wrist like a predator studying its prey. “A device that catalogs life across the universe? Transforms the wearer into any of them? Including some that defy the bounds of physical law?”

You chuckled. “You make it sound like I’m cheating at existence.”

She stepped closer, curiosity overpowering even her usual detachment. “You are cheating. That’s the appeal. The potential applications are... unspeakably vast. There’s something fundamentally unfair about how fascinating you are.”

“Jealous?”

“Jealous? Don’t be ridiculous.” Her lips curled into a half-smirk. “I could replicate something similar if I had, oh, a few thousand years and a laboratory on the event horizon of a black hole. But your version? Organic, adaptive, and—” She tapped the Omnitrix lightly. “—almost playful. It responds to your emotional state. That part’s brilliant.”

You raised an eyebrow. “So, I’m fascinating now?”

“You were fascinating when I first saw you pull a Florauna battle-form out of nowhere to rescue a mining colony. Now you’re something between a case study and a muse. Don’t let it get to your head.”

She leaned closer, tone softening. “But be honest—does the failsafe hurt? When it switches you into something invincible? I’ve read theoretical pain echoes that could cause—”

“Herta,” you interrupted with a smile, “I’m fine. I promise.”

She didn’t answer immediately. Her puppet’s gaze dropped to your hand. “Good. I... I like having you around. You’re the only anomaly I don’t want to fix.”

And just like that, she walked away, but not before leaving behind a holographic blueprint of your Omnitrix—labeled, indexed, and annotated. You had the distinct feeling she’d already built three versions of it by the time you blinked.

The soft hum of genetic stabilizers echoed through the bio-dome Ruan Mei called her lab. You stood in the observation ring, admiring the crystalline forest below. She approached in her usual elegant silence, eyes landing on your Omnitrix like it was the crown jewel of the cosmos.

“You contain millions of genomes in a single device?” she asked, almost reverently.

“Closer to billions, and counting,” you replied. “It updates every time I scan something new. I figure, if I’m going to travel this much, I might as well collect something other than bruises.”

She stepped forward, her pearl earring catching the low light. “This... this is the missing link. The living blueprint of evolution across the universe. You don’t understand what you’ve given me just by existing.”

You gave a lopsided grin. “Glad I could be your living thesis.”

Ruan Mei smiled faintly—barely perceptible, but it was there. “I wouldn’t reduce you to a project. No... you’re something rarer. You’re a key. One I could spend lifetimes studying, and still never exhaust.”

Her fingers brushed against the Omnitrix, light and delicate, like she was touching something sacred. “It responds to your instincts. Adapts to your morality. That’s not just biology. That’s... love encoded into science.”

You blinked. “You think the Omnitrix is love?”

She gave a small laugh, elegant and sad. “Perhaps not. But your will—your choice to use it to protect rather than dominate—that’s a love I understand. It’s the same reason I never tried to bring back the dead. I wanted to, once. But I realized... meaning comes from choice, not replication.”

You watched her closely. “And what do you choose now?”

Her gaze met yours—soft, sharp, infinite. “I choose to stand beside the one being who holds every answer I’ve ever sought—and still chooses to ask questions.”

You reached out and gently took her hand. “Then ask me anything. I’ve got time.”

[retroreverbs]

We Are Not the First: Riddles of Ancient Science by Andrew Tomas (1971). Jacket design by Brian Paine.