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Zorella, the centaur pop queen ✨

Thank you to everyone who helped me by voting on her final design in the poll from last week! I'm so so so happy with how she turned out 🥰

Aizawa is so good at dodging Mic's wild gesturing even while mummified because the one time Hizashi accidentally smacked him in the mouth in their UA days he took it as a personal challenge to get better reflexes and demanded Hizashi keep doing it until he could effortlessly dodge all of them

Oboro judged him severely for having the weirdest gay flirting he'd ever seen in his life

Izuku: Alright... raise your hand if you think Kacchan and I are dating.

Class A: *raise their hands instantly*

Izuku: What? I mean, just because we hang out all day, hold hands and sometimes cuddle on the couch doesn't mean–Kacchan! Why is your hand up?

Katsuki: Ha? What do you mean? WHY IS YOUR FUCKING HAND DOWN, IZUKU?

Izuku: ...

Human Observation Log 192

Out of concern for our Human crewmate, I tried to warn them about the Nardian that just joined our crew. As you know, Nardian’s are highly volatile and will not hesitate to challenge even weak species to duel. They bath weekly in the blood of animals and come from a planet that is constantly at war. Their aggression is well known to all but when I informed our Human, Kim, they became agitated. They accused me of being ‘racist’ and expressed their ‘deep disappointment.’ 

I do not understand. I was merely concerned for their physical wellbeing. Kim left, declaring their intention to become friends with the Nardian. Human’s do not understand that it is impossible to befriend a Nardian.

Human Observation Log 192: Follow up

The Human has befriended the Nardian. His name is Greg. I have been invited to join them for red mud baths as a form of ‘self-care.’ I am beginning to believe Human Kim could befriend anyone short of an Android.

Human Observation Log 192: Follow up

Human Kim has befriended the Android and I understand nothing.

do i ship these characters or do i want them to form a sketch comedy duo

Just dads being gushy for each other

This takes place in my single fathers AU

Humans understand that for a lot of alien species, baring teeth is a sign of aggression, so we all learn to smile with our mouths closed but then we meet an alien species that think "that thing you guys do with your face muscles" is as adorable as we think a cat doing a blep is and then only finding out (with horror) way later that when we smile at each other we bare our teeth and that's a sign of friendliness and happiness we do to each other among members of our own species.

Imagine being an alien recently assigned to a new ship and there's multiple humans on this crew and you're like "Yes! I hope these humans do the 'smile' thing it's so adorable" and then you watch two humans hanging out and they're baring their teeth at each other and you're like "oh no the predators are gonna fight this is bad" until someone else on the crew notices you turning distressed colors and is like "No that's what their smiles look like when they smile at each other" and the you're suddenly very intimated by the fact that the persistence predators bare their teeth at each other when happy.

The tall six armed alien sits at his desk, the prosthetic joints he has click and whir ever so lightly. He has a Terran captains hat, a "souvenir", as the terrans would call it, he got from a brief visit to one of his subordinates home planet... he is looking at the human who had just lost both of their arms from a nigh point blank explosion.

" ... sam..."

"yes boss?" The anxious human sat up and responded.

"I've heard of humans being nigh indestructible compared to even hellworlders like say, the troxzans... but you are missing two of your limbs and all you need to stay up now was a tight bandage?..."

... Sam didn't know what the captain's tone meant... certainly it wasn't of Terran origin.

"Is... is that praise or surprise? I... I can't tell... uh... I know that we are headed to a nearby friendly planet but... did you expect me to die?..."

"sam... I absolutely expected you to die... you were carrying anti vehicle explosives... that is meant to put holes in even large spacecraft... granted I don't know who thought it was a good idea to send the small bipedal crewmate to work with heavy explosives..."

The captain looked at the holo document in front of them. It was originally meant to be a notice of death to Sam's family. He hadn't expected the small human to survive being bedridden after profusely bleeding, much less get back up in about one and a half human weeks...

"captain?"

"yes Sam?"

"could... could I get my prosthetics in blue?..."

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"what?"

I'm sorry but...

Oboro definitely ships them. 100%

*Sits beside you and clears my throat awkwardly*

So, uh... Cats, am I right?