The Claiming Universe (Patreon)

Now that Liam and Ondry’s story is coming to an end, my muse keeps dangling ideas under my nose. Some are little vignettes—Liam’s brother reading a news article about his big brother, Ondry and Liam find a child on their doorstep, Ondry’s biological grandmother welcoming them home.

Others are larger ideas. I image a woman working recovery/salvage in the black between rebel space and Command space. Because the armies have confiscated all the good ships, she’s part of a three-person crew using an old AI ship. But since AI ships are famous for being fucking nuts, keeping the ship running is hard. Everything gets harder when the run into an isolated and dying Imshee.

And one of the younglings on the Calti will grow up and go to Earth hunting a palteia of his own only to find kink club submissive are not the same as palteia, but the asexual owner of the club might fit the bill.

Then there’s an anthropologist (xenopologist?) studying the concept of Rownt “psychopaths.” What happens when this adventurous and curious anthropologist who had a few suspicions about Ondry and Rownt tails, gets to poking around Rownt sexuality with a Rownt who is not and has no interest in ever being a chilta?

Every time I think this universe is done, more story ideas come tugging at my pant legs.