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[mexsia]

Alien Offspring on Earth (Part 3)

After deliberating between smashed boiled eggs and baby formula as the safest solution, you take the latter and start boiling water in an electric kettle to make a bottle with baby formula. It was just the easier and fastest thing to do for now. You still take some eggs and start boiling water in a pot just in case the baby cannot digest the formula and you have to take your chances with actual animal protein.

The loud music kept the baby’s screams in the background, but even then, you were waiting impatiently for the water in the kettle to boíl just enough to make the bottle. You put a whole scoop (that came from inside the formula can) onto a baby bottle and kept waiting while you briefly took the baby in your arms and tried to console them.

You then realize that the music was too loud and probably not the baby’s taste, so you change the loud heavy metal to something more for babies (in your criteria): Disney music.

You start with the classic “Fantasy” of the early 2000s, since it was more music and visual animation that any other thing.

The colors and music called the baby’s attention. Their ears and eyes shifted towards the strange sounds and colors that they found interesting and stopped crying almost immediately. Like they just forgot that they were hungry.

You exhaled with both exhaustion and relief. You sat them on the sofa that was infront of the TV. They looked like they were hypnotized by the whole show. Their tail wagged a little. Intrigued by what they saw and what they were hearing. ‘Stay here while I get your food, okay?’ You asked them while leaving them slowly towards the kitchen, but not before putting one of the sofa’s cushions on the floor right below where the baby alíen was. Just to be safe.

You knew they did not understood you, but then again, what baby actually understands their caregivers until later on?

You soon hear the kettle whistle and quickly prepare the bottle. Once the hot water was mixed with the formula, for your dismay it was too hot and you did not wanted to have the baby crying again (and much less for a pain they cannot comprehend), therefore you put it in the fridge and set a timer for both the bottle’s cooling and the eggs’ boiling time.

As you wait, you notice how the baby stares at the TV with their big and wide eyes, and mouth open. ‘Beautiful.’ You describe what the baby was seeing. ‘Too bad that disney’s golden days have been over for a while.’ You mutter for yourself as you watch the show from the kitchen and keeping an eye on the baby.

After two minutes, you then remember a few things from the basement so you go and check them out quickly. The basement had an office from where you work as both a digital artist and a writer, a small personalized gym, another bathroom, laundry room and a small space where you out the stuff you don’t use very often (or plainly don’t use at all) but they have a sentimental worth in your eyes.

Two more minutes and you find it. A box full of toys. Toys that your nephews and nieces no longer wanted or plainly disliked them for child-like random reasons. ‘Hehe.’ You laugh at the thought and checked them out briefly. ‘Yep, always clean. They should be of use for now.’ You bring the box back upstairs and then run back to the kitchen just in time when the timer goes off.

5 minutes later. . .

The baby alien is cuddling you in your chest, as they drink the baby bottle with the speed of a malnourished puppy. ‘You were so hungry, Huh?’ You pouted feeling both happy and sad for the baby who was extremely hungry. ‘Hopefully you won’t vomit it nor get poisoned though.’ You murmur for yourself looking away from the hungry baby for a brief moment.

The baby finishes the bottle and you help him burp. *BUUUURRRRRRRP!* The baby burped. Loudly.

‘Yikes baby!’ You exclaimed separating him from you and looking at him on the eye. ‘You have quite the lungs and stomach to make a burp THAT loud!’ You chuckle.

The baby lives their lips and they stomach growls. *Growls!*

You blink. ‘Either you are a glutton or your specie just needs much more food.’ You deduce having a mental image of moths coming out of your wallet. You then now try them a small spoonful of smashed eggs afterwards. The baby eats it. . . Process the food in their mouth. . . The gulp it down and look at you with those big eyes. . . Makes grabby hands at it, asking for more. . . And then you keep feeding them the eggs.

You exhale of relief, seeing how the smashed eggs were of the baby’s liking. ‘I might as well try the rest of the options that I had in mind. . . But maybe later.’ You determined as you keep feeeding the baby alien.

Once you finish feeding him (and helping him burp once more), you then decide to put a stop on the movie and leave the baby on the sofa and get the box full of toys. As you come back, the baby stares at you. Blankly. As if they could not believe you just put the most beautiful show ever on pause. ‘Hehe, let’s find you a best friend first, okay?’ You propose to him despite not knowing how to communicate with each other.

The baby tilts’ their head, clearly not understanding, but gets curious as you put on the floor a set of five toys. The first toy on the left is a handmade button-eye doll, with a pretty victorian style dress and hair made of yarn. The second toy on the left and after the handmade doll, was a white stuffed bunny with long ears, button eyes and a charming red bow tie. The toy in the middle was a crochetted hummingbird of blue, black and violet indigo colors. The second toy to right was a pink axolotl plushy. The last toy on the far right was a bat with stomach and wings with galaxy stars and colors while the fur on the ears, back and behind of the wings were violet indigo.

You then take the baby and set them down in the floor. Close yet a distance from the toys. You take your phone and start recording (without sending it to anyone, for you do not want to let everybody know you have a baby alien in the house). ‘Okay little baby, when you’re ready~!’

The baby alien looked confused, but looked through the toys as he got closer to them by crawling on their six limbs (let’s remember that the baby alien has four arms and two legs) while dragging their tail through the floor.

Which toy will be the winner?

The handmade button-eye doll

The white stuffed bunny with red bow tie

The black, blue and violet indigo hummingbird crochette

The Axolotl plushy

The Galaxy bat plushy

Voting ended onOct 19, 2025

Here’s the previous part:

Post by @mexsia · 1 poll

💬 0  🔁 4  ❤️ 10 · Alien Offspring on Earth (Part 2) ·  You decided to take the baby back to your place. It was small, yet you felt lucky to

[mexsia]

Alien Offspring on Earth (Part 2)

You decided to take the baby back to your place. It was small, yet you felt lucky to afford a house for yourself knowing full well just how badly the economy is nowadays.

You ran from the fire and was able to hide from the firefighters who just came to deal with the growing fire. Once you ran out of the park, you trot from the streets to the back of the neighbourhood and slip through your small home fence back entrance and then walk to the back door because there were still a lot of reporters and people still frantic about what just happened right outside and infront of your household. That, and because you did not want to call the world’s attention with an actual alien baby in your hands.

Once inside, you close the windows, the front and back door, and the curtains so no one would look inside or make out anything. You sit down on the sofa with the baby in your arms. The baby has now calmed down, probably because of how warm you are comparing the cold and heat of the outside and the fire from before. The baby looked up you, with those full and expressive cat-eyes. You smile with your teeth out, but the baby flinches with the ears flapping down.

You stop smiling, and the baby calms down. Then, you try smiling without showing the teeth. . . The baby, curiously, tries to imitate you, yet his mouth was making weird faces instead of “smiling correctly.” They were doing quite the effort though, and it was quite funny.

You giggle. The baby starts to make weird throat noises that you could assimilate as drowning or clearing their throat. ‘You are cute, aren’t you?’ You tell them starting to pet them. ‘What exactly are you?’ You wonder while inspecting the baby. ‘Are you a boy or a girl. . . Or other?’ You ask the baby, as if they could respond to you.

The baby blinked. You notice that for every three to five blinks, the baby blinks once. You wonder whether it is normal for whatever-especies-they are or if it was as weird for the species as it es for you.

Then, something happens that makes rethink briefly of your life choices.

*Stomach growls*

The baby’s stomach growls. . . Baby is hungry. . . Baby will cry until they are fed!

‘Waaaaahhhhhh! Waaaaaahhhhh!’ The baby starts crying out of hunger.

You console them and quickly put music out loud so the cries were not to be heard of outside. You bring the baby to the kitchen and sat them on the kitchen counter. They are able to sit by themselves already! Or barely? Who knows?

But that doesn’t matter right now! You search for every baby food that you can find (which is NOT a lot by the way), like veggie and fruit purees, milk, boiled eggs, half a baby formula can that your sibling left after letting you take care of their baby for a few hours last week, and a small jar of baby food from the “gerber” company.

You then realize, that you have CERO idea of what to give the baby! Can the baby even eat human food?! Maybe they eat inorganic like those aliens form “Home,” but again, you do NOT know!

You inspect the baby’s teeth, which are closer to a carnivorous species rather than a herbivour’s or omnivorou’s (like the humans). Which, gave you the idea of giving them meat, but then again, even predator animals need mother’s milk BEFORE any type of milk. Herbivours too. There are some exceptions like the eagles and other carnivorous birds, but YET again, they look more like a mammal rather than a bird. Which just adds,another layer of confusion. Which is why you oficially discard the meat idea until further notice.

You then wonder. . .

What would you give the alien baby?

Veggie and fruit purees

Cow milk

Smashed boiled eggs

Baby formula

Small jar of baby food

Voting ended onOct 11, 2025

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Watch the first part here.

Post by @mexsia · 1 poll

💬 0  🔁 0  ❤️ 10 · Alien Offspring on Earth ·  Imagine that, One evening, when the sun is coming down, and the stars are finally shinging wi

[moringmark]

[mexsia]

Found it funny.

[niqhtlord01]

Humans are weird: Space Ice

Alien: By the gods……what did you do?

Human: What do you mean?

Alien: Luminal III was a desert world, and you’ve been on the world for half a century and now it’s a lush planet.

Alien: What did you do?

Human: Simple.

Human: Space ice.

Alien: What?

Human: Space ice.

Alien: I….I still don’t follow.

Human: Well it’s a desert world with almost no water, so we went out and got some.

Alien: You got some….in space ice?

Human: Well yeah.

Human: There are literal hundreds of thousands of chunks of frozen ice just floating in asteroid belts or orbiting planets in rings.

Human: So we sent a couple dozen harvester ships to grab them and then bring them back to the planet.

Alien: ………………..

Alien: Do you have any idea how dangerous that is?

Human: What do you mean?

Alien: Do you have any idea what was in that ice?

Alien: Possibly frozen organisms or diseases that are in those chunks of ice.

Human: Yeah we knew all about that.

Human: We’ve watched “The Thing” enough times to know what could be frozen inside random blocks of ice.

Human: We had each block scanned and detoxed before introducing it to the planet’s surface.

Human: By the end of twenty years into the operation enough water had been distributed that several large underground lakes were filled to capacity.

Human: Water on the surface continued to evaporate and condense into clouds causing temperatures to slowly decrease. This coupled with the underground water supplies resulted in land masses becoming more temperate and damp.

Alien: Thank you for explaining basic science class processes to the species that mastered inter-dimensional travel.  

Human: Well if you’re so god-damn smart why didn’t you think of this?

Alien: *Opens mouth to counter but stops

Human: You’ve encountered at least a hundred desert worlds and never thought, “Hey, maybe if I add water things will get better?”

Alien: *Stares in angry silence.

Human: Yeah, that’s what I thought.

Human: Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go make a second amazon rainforest called “Amazon+”.

Alien: But why?

Human: For shits and giggles mostly at this point.

[injuries-in-dust]

"Beware the quiet humans."

Would have different connections, depending which alien you ask.

Answers would include but not be limited to;

The human was quiet and gentle until...

1) The day we were attacked by space-pirates. We found them covered in blood. None of it their own.

2) That member of the Kamodo race decided to "bully" the human as a means of displaying dominance. I guess they pushed the human too far.

3) The human and I developed a close bond. You could say a romantic bond. Well, one thing led to another and we entered our mating chamber and ... HOO BOY!!!

4) I wanted to get to know the human better, and I noticed they seemed to have a specific interest in [insert hobby here]. I asked them to tell me about it, so I can increase my knowledge... do humans even need to breathe? How have they not stopped talking in long?!!

[candz13z]

Another humans and aliens post because im hooked on it still.

Humans are friendly. Really friendly. Theyll make friends with anything that can move. They pack bond like crazy and they seem to understand their emotions better than any other species and tend to be the therapist of the ship.

So, why is it that, on the ships, with more than a couple humans on it, are the ones that have the most fights.

Humans are so friendly, you could probably do just about anything to them and they wouldnt even so much as blink. But one human woke up another human too early one day and they both ended up in the medbay. The worst part is- they were back to being friends again not even a full day cycle later.

There had been another fight between a couple of other humans too, but this fight wasnt physical. It was a screaming match, or atleast thats what the humans called it. This fight wasnt even physical but the humans involved in this one had cried in this one. They did not go back to being friends afterwards. It made no sense- but what made even less sense happened a week later.

A team of humans showed up for a 'debate'. To the aliens understanding- it was a series of arguements over a couple of prepared questions. Every alien on the ship expected there to be more tears and more sadness- but instead the humans cheered on the debate and the people screaming at eachother laughed about it afterwards.

Any alien with enough sentience on the ship that day remembered the fact that despite being as friendly as they were, humans are still very, very unexplored territory.

[injuries-in-dust]

Galactic Forum, human guide section.

I think we found the perfect enrichment for human crew members.

Our humans really enjoyed this area we provided for them.

They can run, fall, climb and more, to their hearts content.

They really enjoy being lifted and thrown into a large pit of foam blocks, or plastic spheres.

Note: our crew is mostly Xarnian, so we possess the necessary strength to lift the average adult human despite the density they have evolved on their deathworld.

Human larvae enjoy it the most, but even the mature humans are also thrilled by these activities.

Incidents involving "acts of human" are down 18% in the first cycle alone since we installed the enrichment chamber.

[hisuianserperior]

Human saliva being numbing anesthesia for Aliens

Human: Injures their hand and starts licking their finger

Alien: What are you doing?

H: Oh this? Our saliva helps numb the pain.

A: How? Why?

H: I don't know man it's instinctive.

A: May I try?

H, a little weirded out but willing to do whatever: Sure dude, knock yourself out. *Spits on hand or whatever appendage aliens have*

A: Hand immediately becomes completely numb and unmovable.

H: Well that was effective

[bringmethepeculiar]

An alien species that relies very heavily on chemical signals and scents to identify people being completely baffled by humans because of how many perfumes, deodorants, fabric softeners, shampoos, creams, toothpastes, and even breath sprays we dump on ourselves every single day because we hate how we smell naturally. (These aliens could be entirely blind or just have the equivalent of face blindness despite having generally good eyesight, I’m not picky)

We humans consider it disgusting and disrespectful to show up a formal event smelling like natural body odour. We scent EVERYTHING just to not have to smell like ourselves.

The aliens often gets terribly confused on who’s who as a result of our efforts, much to their dismay, especially when it comes to diplomatic meetings. One day their human friend changes their shampoo and suddenly doesn’t smell like them anymore or someone borrows someone else’s perfume and now there’s like four people who all smell exactly the same. And the poor alien is trying so hard to not lose track of who they know and who they don’t but it’s the equivalent of trying to find your friend in a crowd while wearing a headset with psychedelic visuals playing on it, they’re just super disoriented.

And what’s more, some smells for the alien are used to signal willingness to breed, so some human wearing a fancy perfume they like is the alien equivalent of wearing lingerie to a board meeting and it’s super distracting and more than a little embarrassing to try and be conversing professionally with someone who smells like ‘SEX ME UP SEX ME UP SEX ME UP-‘

Thankfully, this problem gets brought up relatively early and human diplomats are assigned specific scents in little vials to help identify themselves.

[speedygal]

A alien invasion that starts out with stewing chaos not through destroying satelites, knocking down power lines, cables, but through a means that causes chaos in people's personal lives over the course of a month. flipping a switch. bonus points if the aliens are giving the facade they come in peace, their saucer is blatant and obvious, they pretend to be good aliens,

A couple months later; crowd of autistic men and women, functioning autistics emerge, some can't work, a few of them can, blaming the aliens for everything that's happened to their family, weaving through the protestors outside who are not as convinced as they are, and proceed to invade their ship rather meticulously and cause graphic bodily harm in revenge for their routines being disrupted and emotional distress.

Anyway the invasion inside the spacecraft goes on long enough that a distress signal is sent back to home world to mark the planet off limits and their flip a switch thing is reversed.

[mexsia]

I am autistic, and while I do not have any knowledge of complex technology, I would most definetely be the “touching the red button when your are NOT suppose to” person. Why? Because I do not like my routine being disrupted and I just THAT petty.

[mexsia]

Alien Offspring on Earth

Imagine that, One evening, when the sun is coming down, and the stars are finally shinging with the full moon. . .

A shooting star seems to be coming across the sky. . . But, then, the star gets bigger. And bigger. . . . AND BIGGER!!

The shooting star is suddenly too close to you home and possibly neighbourhood!

Good News? The “shooting star” crashes in the park/forest close to your home.

*CRASH!!* The whole neighbourhood shakes upong the crash of the meteor that fell too close to their homes!!

Everybody was either on the phone talking with their loved ones, the social media, discussing what to do alongside others, and somewhere even talking to the paparazzies that have appeared as soon as there was no immediate danger in the neighbourhood.

As for you? Well, you actually did took your phone and sent it to your social media, friends and family, but also started recording yourselves and the world around you and finally went to check the meteor out.

As you run throught the park/forest (the place was really close to your home), you follow the smoke with your phone recording on one hand and putting a smask with the other.

The scene where you find the meteor was horrfying. Trees fallen down, grass and soil everywhere but on the ground, and even small chinos of fire here and there. A very gruesome scene was infront of you.

But then. . .

???: WAAAAHHHHHH! WAAAAHHHH!!!

The cry of a baby sets mental alarms on your system. If a baby is nearby and crying, then maybe they were close too close to the meteor’s crashing place as well as the parent/parents/guardians. You immediately follow the cries of the baby, yet walking as carefully as possible, for the fire was starting to spread, yet you hope to find at least the before the cries disipastes or you get too much smoke on your lungs.

*Robotic sounds* Something came suddenly. . .

You hide unperferctly behind an smoked tree, with the phone still on one hand and still recording the scene.

A small robot, the size and shape of what could be described as a “dinosaur egg,” was walking extremely slowly, glitching too much, and most importantly, there cry of the baby was inside its egg-shaped body.

You fear the worst: “The aliens have kidnapped one of our own!” “We’ll have to go to war, and kill every single one that tried to hurst us!!” “Ohhhhhh, the canadians are SO going to love making more war crimes in space!” (This last one made you almost laugh)

But then, the robot falls down and breaks down. . .

The egg-shaped container falls on its own, and rolls down the hill where you came from. You take the chance of the robot not being able to make it, and make a run for the egg as the fire continúes to spread.

Eventually, outside of the park, you catch the egg at the end of the hill, and with the baby still inside. The baby was crying, screaming and quicking. They wanted to get out.

You quickly inspect the egg-like container and find a button. . . Not knowing what else to do, or how else to get the baby out. You press the button and, fortunately, the container opens.

What you find, could only be described as a baby alien.

Big cat-eyes stared at you, two pairs of arms were still punching and trying to scratched everything around them, a small yet slender tail with feathers at the end, bat-like ears, hands with claws and cat-like feet. The thing you are capable of recognizing better, was, that the baby was full of fur.

What is Your First reaction at seeing a little alien offpsring, with no guardian with him whatsoever, all alone, infront of you?

What is Your First reaction at seeing a little alien offpsring, with no guardian with him whatsoever, all alone, infront of you?

Give him to the Authorities. Not my monkey not my circus.

Bring him to the Child Protective Services. They’ll surely know what to do.

Bring the baby and hide them until everything has calmed down.

Leave the baby there and let it be Someone else’s problem.

Voting ended onOct 4, 2025

[mexsia]

Hoy hace 5 años que llegué a Tumblr. 🥳

[neonross]

what was it like when founders island Finn met Jake, Princess bubblegum, marceline, and ice king? I really like this au btw ❤️

don't remember if i posted this but yeh lots of screaming on his end- naturally freaked out abt everythn-

he eventually warmed up to everyone, still a lil jumpy tho

[neonross]

lmao random au idea that popped in my noggn just today AU

where Finn actually grew up in founders island with his parents-

because the old lady got apprehended before things got the way did in the og timeline-

so, the day of tragedy was more of scary moment in their lives-

he eventually does get to ooo somehow after he runs into jake-

[theunusuallee]

PART 2 -->

OKAY SO!

This is officially part one of my comic, "Getting Back Out There" which is going to be about Simon going on his first date since Betty. The other comic I originally posted will technically be part 3, and part 2 is all sketched out, I just have to find it in myself to colour and shade 18 more panels (The things I do for Simon smh)

Also I named her Dad Erik Finch, both names seemed to be pretty popular, but Finch was a little too close to Finn for my liking, so boom, last name. Also Astrid in that last panel is a reference to that other thing I drew

PLEASE DO NOT REUPLOAD TO OTHER WEBSITES (Chances are I've already posted it to all of them, I want the algorithm to be kind to me, I've put a lot of work into this so far :) )

Let me know what you think so far :)

[starr-fall-knight-rise]

Humans are Space Orcs, “Protective Humans.”

Saw this suggestion in my inbox from a couple months ago lol :)

“I am glad you could agree to come commander, with all of the …. Issues with the LFIL, we have had a really difficult time trying to maintain good relations with the rest of the galaxy.”

“We are glad we could come, of course, anything to help people understand humans a little bit better, plus Dr. Krill has a speaking engagement at the conference, so my coming here was twofold.”

“Ah, yes, your little doctor, when I heard about his particular speech, I have to admit I am very intrigued and excited. Anyway, we are glad that humans could come and help us with our mission. Even with human tourism growing in certain sectors of the galaxy, there are still many places were humans had never been seen, and it is in those areas where we have the most difficulty. They hear the rumors, and they see reports on the news about the worst kind of humans, and they just get scared.”

Commander Vir pulled to a stop standing next to the conference director, A Finnari by trade with a relatively trustworthy face despite being an alien, “Well, then they wouldn’t be the only ones. Humans have been practicing paranoia against ourselves for thousands of years.” 

Out in the hallway of the conference center, aliens bustled by many of them staring on at the commander and his group of following humans with wide frightened eyes. Some of them pointed in excitement while others shied away to the other side of the hall.

It was still true that less than 7 percent of all aliens in the galaxy had ever seen a human, and for many of these, that fact was no different.

This would be their first time seeing a human.

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[starr-fall-knight-rise]

Humans are Space Orcs, “Protective Humans.”

Saw this suggestion in my inbox from a couple months ago lol :)

“I am glad you could agree to come commander, with all of the …. Issues with the LFIL, we have had a really difficult time trying to maintain good relations with the rest of the galaxy.”

“We are glad we could come, of course, anything to help people understand humans a little bit better, plus Dr. Krill has a speaking engagement at the conference, so my coming here was twofold.”

“Ah, yes, your little doctor, when I heard about his particular speech, I have to admit I am very intrigued and excited. Anyway, we are glad that humans could come and help us with our mission. Even with human tourism growing in certain sectors of the galaxy, there are still many places were humans had never been seen, and it is in those areas where we have the most difficulty. They hear the rumors, and they see reports on the news about the worst kind of humans, and they just get scared.”

Commander Vir pulled to a stop standing next to the conference director, A Finnari by trade with a relatively trustworthy face despite being an alien, “Well, then they wouldn’t be the only ones. Humans have been practicing paranoia against ourselves for thousands of years.” 

Out in the hallway of the conference center, aliens bustled by many of them staring on at the commander and his group of following humans with wide frightened eyes. Some of them pointed in excitement while others shied away to the other side of the hall.

It was still true that less than 7 percent of all aliens in the galaxy had ever seen a human, and for many of these, that fact was no different.

This would be their first time seeing a human.

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