#humans are adorable

[human-encounters-diary]

Day 11

ATTENTION, EMERGENCY PROTOCOL INITIATED. I REPEAT, EMERGENCY PROTOCOL INITIATED.

As it turns out, one of the machines in Sector 2 has suffered severe damage. Fortunately, it is not an extremely vital part of the ship, but the prospect of arriving on Fendaar unharmed and in short time is becoming more and more improbable.

As I am one of the highest ranking mechanics on the ship, I was occupied during most of the cycle with reversing the worst damage. 

As we mended the machinery, we discovered a far more urgent problem: The previously damaged outer hover engine has now come completely shut down, and as a consequence, the SIIR Noxos will steadily become slower, until we will be trapped in the middle of an hostile system with no prospects of receiving help, as we would still be far too far away to contact a ground station on any nearby planet with our communication systems.

There was one way to mend the hover engine into a barely working state, but it would require someone to approach from the outside, which would, in normal circumstances, already be extremely dangerous, and in a state like this, it was highly unlikely that the person performing the repair would come back alive. After a few moments of debate, we decided it would be best to request to speak with the Vitrichl and the rest of the crew to eludicate our situation.

I described the problem in as much detail as possible and informed the crew of our inevitable impending death, to put it shortly. 

"So, basically", the human spoke up. "If noone goes out there to fix the hover engine, we‘ll stop moving eventually and then we‘ll all die either of starvation or of running out of oxygen, or whatever you all breathe."

"Yes, if you desire to voice it in that fashion", I affirmed her statement. "Unfortunately, it is way too dangerous for any of us to go out there, as the survival chances are close to none", I eludicated further. "Possibly, we could still make it far enough to be within communication reach with a nearby planet, but that is also highly unlikely."

Quinn extended her hand upwards. 

"I‘ll do it."

#earth is space australia #day 11 #nr.11 #humans are weird #space australia #humans are insane #humans are space orcs #humans are terrifying #humans in space #humans from an outsider perspective #humans are space oddities #humans are robust #humans are crazy #humans are adorable #humans are amazing #fantasy #sci fi #science fiction #less of the science more of the fiction #I barely proofread this #original work #original story #original writing #writing #writers on tumblr

[that-sleepdeprived-writer]

Alien: chirping, cooing, dancing in happiness

Human: mimicking the same happy noises

Alien 2: "how did we ever think that humans were beings to be frightened of?"

#humans are space orcs #humans are adorable #cute #aliens were hesitant at first #but everything is fine now

[cathode-ray-tube]

Me: *Gives dog squeaky toy*

Alien: “It sounds like it’s screaming when he chews on it.”

Me: “Yeah that’s why it’s his favorite toy”

Alien: “And you feel safe with him in your house?”

Me: “Yeah he’s a good boy.”

#humans are space orcs #humans are adorable #funny #I ​love humans #aliens

[moffster-37]

y’know the whole if aliens found earth thing, i feel like people are focusing on the wrong human behaviours that would be seen as crazy. i think they’d be weirded out by how we use the technology we create. like instead of using ai to do something crazy, we’re making pictures into artworks based on spiderman or barbie, and covers of songs by plankton from spongebob. like it’s so interesting how we have mind-blowing technology and we use it for humour and fun. it’s so beautifully human.

#idk how to tag this #humans #aliens #humans are adorable #humans are space orcs #that’s an old tag but idc #technology #ai

[the-writings-of-kaos]

The blessing of a human soul

“Have you ever considered the humans, Second-Wing?”

The two ethereal beings floated gently through the galaxy, though it might be a stretch to call flying thirty to forty times the speed of light to be gentle. The younger being look at his older, trying to remember which semi sentient species his older was referring to.

“Oh yes, the scavengers descended from tree dwelling bipedal-quadrapeds. They were on… Sol-3 correct?”

“That is correct Second-Winged, I visited them recently, I’ve discovered some interesting about their nature. They are like us Second-Winged, though they are also different… they are winged but also flightless, very odd.”

Second-Winged slowed to a stop, entering real space again, while his older sibling stopped next to him. Unlike his older sibling, who was namelessness and had a featureless unblemished orb like form, Second-Winged resembled a hexagonal, yet rounded prism that had no edges but maintained flat uniform surfaces in six ornately patterned faces, with two pairs of wings; one pair was small and protruded from his ‘back’ and the other was large and fanned out, as it protruded from his ‘under belly’ like an enormous rudder to steer in the inky black of space. It still confused him how his nameless older maintained his featureless shape, despite being so much older and more grown than he was; the older siblings lack of features were a clear sign of stunted growth.

“You said the humans were winged yet flightless… are you sure that is what you intended to say?”

“Hmm… is it more accurate to say they are in the process of becoming like us? But seem unable to ascend.”

Second-Winged thought carefully, shifting his wings as he thought. Perhaps he could help his older? If his older was to mature at all, his older would have learn from him, though after all these years it seemed like a hopeless endeavour.

“Very well my older, let's travel to the humans, you can show me what intrigues you so.”

The older’s form began to shift slightly, a pit began to sink from the top of the older’s orb like form. Until it sank all the way through, turning the older into a hoop like ring. With the help of the space bent by his older, second wing slipped through the hoop, coming out the other side in the orbit of human space, his older regaining his orb like shape behind him and closing the self contained wormhole.

Second-Winged eyed the planet, denoting it was a number of varied colours, a nitrogen oxide atmosphere with an oddly distinctive amount of synthetic carbons present in the atmosphere; perhaps the planet had just come out of cold spell. Looking closer he could make up many many humans, but nothing appeared out of place.

“Older sibling, I see nothing off about these mud covered humans. They walk the lands sure, most every place on the planet has a human nearby, but they are only barely attaining ascension, they still rely on the structures of nature to shelter their little forms.”

“Shush Second-Winged, look… there.”

The older sibling’s form shifted slightly as… a large eye took shape on the forward curve of the orb, blinking open as it stared. Somewhat shocked by the odd new feature his older had developed, he looked where his older was staring. He saw a group of humans, building a small ornate shrine next to their small shelter, as Second-Winged began to feel a soft warmth wash over him and his older, as the feelings of a mere humans wishful intentions began to invade his mind.

“What- what did the humans just do?”

He scrambled, trying to shield the… ‘prayers’ from his mind.

“They asked of us their true desires.”

Looking to his older- no, it would be more accurate to call him by his new name, Seraphim, second winged could only watch as his older brother spread his wings, many hundreds of thousands of eyes opening along the many hundreds of rings spinning with his original eye at their over lapping centre. The spread wings began to drop dandruff, as the prayers of tens of thousands of humans were granted. As if a fire fed with a tiny droplet of gas, the soul energy practically erupted from the planet, from the earth, pushing Second brother back slightly, as Seraphim stood still, unfazed.

“Human souls are wonderful brother, they have the power to change.”

Fearing for his life now, and terrified at the seemingly hypnotized words of his brother, he ran, as fast as he possibly could, as any sane ethereal ought to.

“Human souls have the power to change, to change themselves, and others.”

The dauntless Seraphim stood watch, as more ‘Angels’ joined him, they were forever changed by humanity, and likewise forever chained to them.

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A bit more of a religious idea, the idea that the angels came to us rather than having played part in our creation is interesting to me. This work isn’t a ploy against or for any one religion, even if it goes against whatever you may believe in; it's simply a work of artist freedom to create.

Have a wonderful day! And I’ll see you all another day.

#humans are adorable #humans are cute #original story #religious art #hobby #humans are eldritch horrors

[cokezuko]

Humans are weird

Inside clothes.

Humans enjoy adorning themselves with various pieces of cloth and occasionally metals, they have various sets for different occasions as well and each occasion has a different name for the clothes

For instance “business casual” is what you will often times see people wearing in a human office. “Lounge wear” you may see them in during their off time or when they are running errands. However “house clothes” are by far every humans favorite for rather unknown reasons.

Especially since these are clothes you will often never see them wearing. A human will only ever wear “house clothes” inside their own living quarters. Often times their favorite items to adorn themselves with. They will also have multiple periods in the day where they may state “I can’t wait to go home and get into comfy clothes” this referring to their house clothes.

Even so with everyone knowing that the house clothes are a humans favorite, should you arrive at their home unexpectedly and find them in such garments they will often express apologies such as “sorry I wasn’t expecting someone” or “ignore my outfit, let me go change” and they will often times change into another outfit, or put a covering in over at least half of their house clothes.

Rest assured this is not done for your comfort but theirs, humans are very attached to rheir house clothes specifically, often times something very sentimental to them or an old heirloom.

For a human to allow you to see their house clothes is a very intimate thing and is seen as a large display of trust in many humans. Should a human present themselves to you wearing their house clothes, the most important thing for you to do is act as if nothing is out of the ordinary and perhanps even compliment the garments.

The only time this is to be altered is if a human is wearing house clothes outside of their living quarters.

Should you find your human out of the house yet wearing house clothes, and seaming at ease about it, this may be a symptom of an underlying issue. Perhaps an illness, or they are in emotional distress, or something has occurred that veers humans out of their normal rythem. It almost always indicate that said human is in a vulnerable state and therefore your safest corse of action is to offer them a human delicacy referred to as “ice cream” their response to that will indicate the best method to proceed

#humans are weird #humans are space raccoons #humans are adorable #pajamas

[crisisdotorg]

i was just thinking about how adorable humans are. When we like or vibe with another human we will want to sit next to them in the bus, eat with them at the cafeteria, hang out with them when we don't even need to. like !!! it's so cute.

we're like, "i like this human," then go out of our way to be around them more often. that's so sweeeet!

#humans #shitpost #thinking #humans are adorable #humans are cute #humanity #positive #good vibrations #tumblr text post #tumblr dot text

[hecckyeah]

things all human civilizations have always had in common

poky stabby weapons

fried dough

stories, legends, and myths

music

I love humans

#please feel free to add to this list #humans are adorable #katie’s sleep deprived ramblings

[takemetobogman]

humans are so cute. they build homes out of four brick walls. they braid each other's hair. they cut fruits and give a piece to someone else before eating one themselves. they make you flower bouquets. they click your pictures when you're not looking. they pet dogs and cats and cows and other humans. they let the ladybugs roam on their finger. they hold hands. they watch the sun set every evening with the same awe as if they're witnessing it for the first time. they wait for the one friend who's tying their shoe laces. they teach other new languages to laugh in. they whisper sweet nothings to their lovers while lying naked. they fall apart in each other's arms. they trust. they believe. they hate. they forgive. they forget. they move on. they get angry. but they have so much love to give that they invented a thousand ways to translate it. in words, in poetry, in music, in art. a surgeon invented gloves because the disinfectant gave his wife dermatitis. you're reading this because you're a human. how cool is that? also, is there anything more beautiful than the fact that you can't spell humankind without kind? i don't think so. 💌

#humans #humans are adorable #humanity #human beings #rant post #rant #love #desi tag #desiblr

[injuries-in-dust]

You think Aliens would find Kissing unsanitary? Like in a human and alien romance, the human leans in for a kiss and their partner is just so concerned.

They might feel it's unusual, at first.

But most creatures have some way of expressing affection, Sea otters hold hands, Elephants use their trunks, Orangutans kiss, Chipmunks rub noses, Horses nibble, Kangaroos lick, Prairie dogs sniff, Cats hug, Birds bill and coo and so on etc.

For an alien, who has their own way to show affection, it would be an odd novelty, but I think they'd come to appreciate it as the special way their human shows their love.

Just like the human would appreciate it when their alien rubs noses with them, or something.

#humans are adorable #love is love #love is a human right #humans are weird

[saltheseajelly]

I love how referring to people by their username is so normalized. Like, “I agree with Spatula.” Or “Lettuce is the scum of the Earth and doesn't deserve sympathy.” Like, I find that hilarious and I love everyone’s cute little names.

#humans are adorable #internet #internet culture

[never-oaky]

My absolute favorite genre of happiness is when you see someone on public transport and they have a bouquet of flowers and are all smiley.

Its so good.

Like you know they just saw someone they love/are about to see someone they love and so they are so freaking happy its infectious and suddenly you're happy too.

I love it so much

#humans are adorable #its the little things #rant post #But like in a happy way #It fills my heart with so much joy

[child-of-the-gray]

One of my favorite things about humans is how so many of us have a tendency, a determination even, to be silly and communicate with other humans.

Example: I was at a coffee shop the other day and at this tiny spot near a window people had started to put their name stickers from their orders so they could show others they were there! This was a completely unprompted human connection that on its own would've been interesting enough, but one of the stickers that was there branded the name "Karen" on it, and sure enough someone had written under it something along the lines of "be careful to spell her name right!" People sharing jokes, sharing themselves, with people they're not guaranteed to otherwise interact with? That's peak human silliness and it never fails to bring a smile to my face.

The internet is great because it's an easy-to-access culmination of so much of the silly human communication in one place, but there is also so much of the same thing in real life if you know where to look. I can give a ton of examples of humans persisting to communicate with others in little ways that I've seen, not because they have to, but because they want to know that someone else out there might connect with them, if only for a moment. And that has got to be one of the best aspects of human nature there is.

#humans are weird #humans are adorable

[the-writings-of-kaos]

Criminal digest

“This is an intergalactic criminal conspiracy broadcast! To anyone currently inhabiting the Yatta-Ratta-BimBop Quadrant, this message is for you! A pack of criminals have been spotted in the area, and were spotted conspiring with human terrorists! If you see any humans, report them immediately to your nearest station of-“

*Jim cut the transponder off, rubbing his eyes as he rolled out of bed. Putting on a fresh pair of underwear, some socks, pants, a shirt, and a nice well fitting tie. As he answered the knock on the door, two officers, one a Yittlian and the other a Corbatich.*

“Good morning Officer Grus, Officer Chitic. Would you like to come in for some breakfast? It’s awfully early of you to come to my door before I’ve even dressed, today must be a special occasion.”

*The two officers, the insectoid grasshopper like Yittlian Grus’s antennae twitch excitedly, as the bipedal six armed boar like Borbatich stopped his younger officer.*

“We’re sorry Jim, I don’t think you’ll have time to eat today.” *Chitic said apologetically.*

“Huh? Oh, is it time for my papers to be restored? I coulda swore that was next Friday.”

“No- uhh…”

*The senior officer snorted, an action that Jim recognized whenever Chitic would get lost in how to put this poetically.*

“They want to kill me today don’t they?”

*The younger officer looked surprised, clearly the much less mature junior officer had been kept out of the loop for their own sake. Seeing the sadness in the emote-less insectoid, just from the amazing amount of twitching in his antennae, Jim went inside and grabbed the now half burnt sausages off the stove, aswell as the pot of coffee. Putting the two in air tight containers he went back to the front door, somberly following the two officers to the car as the neighbours watched with prying eyes as the elderly male human was finally ‘dragged off’ as they saw it. But some knew better, some even began to mourn. It was a sad day, the day that a kind soul would be killed for the faultless crimes of his kind halfway across the galaxy.*

*Jim opened the containers, getting the spare cups he always left in the patrol car and offering some of the coffee to the two officers who took it gratefully, the insectoid lapping it up happily.*

“I’m guessing they did something real bad today, did someone die?”

*The officers sigh.*

“Worse.” *Chitic started.* “a human lawyer found a hole in a planetary incarceration contract, and used it to justify the liberation of the planet, now all the humans, or what few are left, are being rounded up in the core worlds to be… ‘uprooted’l

*The old man chuckled.*

“What a bunch of idiots. Want a sausage Grus?”

*The insectoid happily took the artificial meat link, chewing it happily as Jim ate in the car.*

“Hmm… Clarice died of heart attack a year ago, and Stan fell down his stairs last week, is there anyone left besides me?”

*The officers were silent, simply sipping their coffee.*

“Right…”

*He took another sip of his coffee with them.*

“…I’m the last human. The last man alive on this side.”

*The younger officer’s antennae drooped down, the reality of it leaving the air thick from the cursed truth, as Chitic spoke.*

“They said they were going to execute you in a traditional human way, as a show of faith that the humans will see reason.”

“Oh goodie, and knowing them it’s what… a guillotine?”

“Try smaller.”

“A hangman’s noose.”

“Smaller.”

“…they aren’t nailing me to a dammed cross are they?”

“No! No- they aren’t that idiotic.”

“Then what?”

“They are going to press you between stones, until you admit to being a terrorist.”

*Jim went silent, contemplating.*

“Like the male witch of the Salem trials?”

“The very one.”

“Hah, hehahahahah- oh that’s just rich.”

*The old man couldn’t help but laugh, he laughed as he was wrenched from the patrol car, as he was stripped nude in-front of the galaxy’s cameras. He laughed as he was tied down, and pinned on an old oak wood panel. It smelled like his home, like the cabins of his home on earth, it made him laugh. It made him laugh even as his bones were crushed, as they demanded answers from him, as they beat him even as he lay crushed under stone, until finally his suffering was ended by a human pistol.*

*As blood feel from his mouth, filling his lungs, the old man spoke his last words.*

“Can you feel your heart burning? Can you feel the struggle within?”

*The old man couldn’t help but laugh, as finally they planted another human bullet into him, this time in his brain. The second the bullet spattered the old mind of the defiant human, the sky seemed to shatter with light, human ships dropping out of FTL, as soldiers landed from above.*

“You cannot kill me, in a way that matters.”

*The soldiers were chanting this, the final line to the old man’s speech, as the grip of the federation was cut and uprooted from its hold on the galaxy.*

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As always thank you for reading. Dunno what this is but I made it and now I’m tired, sleep well, don’t add or subtract from the population, don’t end up in the paper, news, or jail. If you end up in jail establish dominance quickly.

Have a good weekend!

#humans are space orcs #humans are space australians #humans are weird #comments appreciated #humans are adorable #oc story #original story #hfy #the writings of kaos

[throgmortem]

the museum i live in has a big old globe that spent twenty years in one of the local libraries and my town and the entire province around it has been pointed out so many times it’s worn away and i love it so much. people have always been people and kids have always been kids and everybody wants to poke at a map or a globe and say “this is me! this is where i come from!”

#humans are adorable #mine

[theriversdaughter]

The human impulse to sing along with the radio at top volume while driving down the road is one of the cutest things.

#humans are adorable