Finally Had The Energy To Hunt Down My Old Comic Notebook. Welcome Back Tiny To Bean I Missed You 🥲

I had a dream I was given a tiny, helpless little creature. It was black and soft and not quite a cat but not quite anything else either.

I was told it was going to die so nobody else wanted to feel the pain of caring for it, but when I held it I was filled with love and the need to protect it.

I knew it was going to die soon, so I just held it close and walked as far as I could, showing it every beautiful thing I could find as I waited for the inevitable

I found myself starting to wonder if it really would die. It seemed to be just the slightest bit stronger, the further we went. It had become curious of its surroundings and would raise its head to look around, eyes full of wonder. When it settled back into my arms it had the look of contentment rather than exhaustion.

I thought, maybe if I keep showing it new things, if I keep loving it, perhaps it will survive.

And then I woke up.

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i could subsist entirely on one official hawks sketch a year with a single crumb about his childhood. and i would be grateful

"Hey guys I got whooping cough."

"OH! OHOHOH! BEGONE SICKLY ONE! QUARENTINE RIGHT F*CKING NOW I CAN'T BE GETTING THAT."

"Woah calm down--"

"Do not tell me to calm down! Do you have any idea how contagious this shit is?!?!"

"Well, I heard but I'm wearing a mask and I'm literally on the other side of the glass wall, talking to you on the phone right now!"

"Like I give a rat's ass! I work at the child centre!! I. CAN'T. GET. WHOOPING. COUGH. BEGONE. NOW."

"Okay okay okay! I get it, going now! only like 8 of the kids could get it anyways...not even the same species."

"Love you!! I'll make you some cabbage soup!" with that she goes back to her lunch. Oblivious to the strange looks from her co-workers.

"Uh, what's whooping cough?" asked Op reaching for the salt with her tail.

"A very contagious human disease that gives you a nasty cough for several days to a few weeks."

"Oh, that doesn't sound too bad."

"Yeah but it can make you feel just awful and is actually very dangerous for infants, young children, and the elderly."

"How dangerous?" Fenrir asked

"Well...they could die."

*silence*

"Its not often though, usually rare, they're just more at risk. I mean I had it when I was a baby and look! I'm perfectly fine."

For a while no one said anything. Just eating. Until Fenrir asked another question.

"Why is it called whooping cough?"

"Because that's what it sounds like. The inhale sounds like a whooping noise. But according to my parents I sounded more like a barking seal."

"What does a seal sound like?"

"Hold on." she fishes out her phone and finds a video of a seal barking.

*Seal noises*

"...and what does whooping cough sound like?"

*Whooping coughing noises, which honestly sounds like someone coughing up their heart and soul*

"...how the f*ck are you alive???"

"I second that."

"My Dad tucked me into his coat and walked out in the winter air so that it would clear my lungs."

"That's it?!"

"Cold air is what saved you from death?!"

"...I mean I probably had some antibiotics but yeah. There's no real cure, just a vaccine."

"THERE'S NO CURE FOR THAT?!"

I feel like any aliens that were prey at some point in evolution would have an odd fear of humans. Mostly cause they look like predators, act a bit like predators, and ARE predators. One perfect example is when we're focused on something like a mosquito that's been bugging us for a long time and we are just done.

Alien: "What. What..?"

Human: *HUNTING down a mosquito it saw*

Alien: ".... yeah I am really uncomfortable...."

Human: *quiet footsteps, pupils dialated, intense focus,*

Alien: *WAR FLASHBACKS*

Human: "Found you." *absolutely desimates the mosquito, squashing it into a million pieces as it's guts and various body parts liquidize into blood of the bloodthirsty, now stained on the palm of the human. A living being now reduced to a useless corpse as the human wipes the remains on their pants*

Alien: "I feel like I've just gained trauma."

Midnight, texting: Did you know you left your car running on idle outside of UA?

Aizawa: Yeah my cat is in there. I couldnt bring her in but she needs the AC on and likes the radio playing

Midnight: Thats a terrible idea, I’m taking her out and staying with her

Midnight: …Are you aware Shinsou is also in the car?

Aizawa: Yes, leave him in there. Just crack the window he’ll be fine

POV: Sebastian at a drive thru be like.

a sketch inspired by ijustwanttodestroy's just the two of us (we can make it if we try) on ao3!! it's a really neat fic with a premise I don't see all too often

I don't know why, but I like the idea of humans being to aliens, what cats are to humans...

Alien1: hey, when did you hire a human?

Alien 2: we didn't. They just wandered aboard one day, saying they wanted to "hitch a ride." Then they never left. I think they like it here.

Alien 1: the human distribution system has chosen.

***

Alien stares at the human, who has climbed up a very high shelving unit.

Alien: Human, get down before you hurt yourself.

The humans response is to climb higher.

***

Alien is secretly filming their human, who is spaced out and just staring at nothing.

Alien (whispering): I think the human is about to intercept the brain cell. (Laughter) don't worry human, if it tingles that means it's working.