#alien mitzi

[slateszyslak]

Aliens in disguise

[piracyisnoparty]

sleepy... 💤

[kfrances]

@lackadaisycats yeah i don't even remember why this happened

[gazlineart]

Sub-Radio sang Stacy's Dad and I was possessed to draw the bard faerie aliens in a redraw.

[mitzyfanggz]

More random bullshit. 👍

[spacestationerysims]

mitzi has entered her "going-through-it-aqua" hair era💙💚

and spends the rest of the winter like this

shout out to Father Winter btw, who stayed a solid 30 hours past Winterfest and did nothing but clean the house the whole time??

[imissivan]

the thing is that no one ever taught ivan how to love. no one really taught ivan what love is, even—how to give it, when to hold it back, how to take it, and what it felt like to be cherished and valued and loved, loved, loved. can he be blamed for going about it in all the wrong ways?

on the other hand, till has never not been loved. he’s been hated, abused, dehumanized, put through horror after horror. but through it all, from life to—from birth, love always found its way to him. but he didn’t exactly have the words for it, either. didn’t have the words to express his own love, actually. so used to receiving it, his only way of giving it back was through song. sharing his happiness. it’s not his fault that he couldn’t see how that might never occur to someone to do, who had never experienced real happiness before.

still, love is the most human thing of all. even in the blackest of sorrows, it will find a way.

read this on AO3 — WE AREN’T HEROES —

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61117030

ivan leaned back against the plush couch he was sitting on, affecting coolness, calmness. it wouldn’t do to let the aliens surrounding him on all sides know of any emotional turmoil beneath his mask—it would be a weakness for them to exploit, a new and crueler show to force ivan to dance to, or simply upset their celebratory atmosphere and result in punishment. or worse, they’d send him home, leaving till here by himself.

pretending to smile and laugh at something said to the group formed around him, ivan shifted position, sweeping his gaze across the large and segmented party room, looking for till. he wasn’t dealing with mitzi’s disappearance well, nor sua’s—the four of them weren’t confidantes, but they were constant companions in the garden. rather, they had been. till was sitting quietly, a concept that clashed desperately with the furious wreck of energy and emotion that ivan knew till to be. till was sitting quietly at a table next to his owner, a foul mouthed alien whose cruelty was matched only by his wealth. painful circles were carved beneath his eyes. till usually looked sleepless, but it also usually contrasted against a bright burning of life in his eyes, spite and music and hope. but his eyes were lifeless. dim. and it revealed just how beaten and abused his body really was.

he looked like an entirely different person to his stage portrait—and every time ivan saw it, he felt sick. he thought of all the nights he’d crawled into till’s medical bed, held his hand as he slept in fits and starts, yanking out of sleep with sharp jerks and flinching away from ivan every time he awoke, until till recognized ivan’s face, and relaxed again. ivan stayed awake, eyes unblinking, watching to make sure till would not be spirited away in the night. and just watching. he couldn’t explain why, but something about till was just so deeply fascinating to ivan. till was attractive, yes, and ivan would call him beautiful, actually, especially when he was sparkin’ mad or embarrassed. but the aliens tired of beauty quickly. faster and faster all the time. and anyway, would ivan feel so protective of a particularly gorgeous piece of art?

till stared blankly into the plate of food set in front of him, and ivan’s hand twitched into a fist. he was so close, maybe if ivan excused himself to the bathroom, he could just brush his fingertips across till’s shoulders—anything, anything to banish the deathly stillness ivan was watching now.

a loud bang of a hand, much larger and with more digits than ivan’s, slammed the couch next to ivan’s leg. “[you are not paying attention!]” the alien snapped several times in front of ivan’s face. “[do not make me get the rod, and ruin the party for my guests.]”

another alien, with long drooping antennae sprouting where a human’s hair might grow, placed a hand on the first’s arm and purred, “[such a thing can be entertaining on its own, actually. have you heard of—]”

across the way, till’s alien yanked on his collar. till almost fell out of his chair, catching himself only at the last second. till’s alien gestured to the stage, and another yanked till to his feet, then shoved him up to the microphone. the music started, and a selfish part of ivan was almost excited to hear till sing (he always wanted to hear till singing) (a sound beaten only by till’s laughter, a throaty, obnoxious sound that came all too rarely). ivan tensed. till looked so far away, so glazed over. his cue to begin singing came and went. he only stared at the microphone.

till’s alien went fast to violence. never one for patience. grabbing till by the face. forcing him down. ivan was standing, was taking faltering half-steps towards till. what could he do? what could he do? wracking his brain in desperation. clicks and hisses of irritation from the aliens he was meant to be entertaining.

then till snapped. reared back. launched himself at his alien. a sound of shattering glass—till had a bottle in his hand. was using it to beat his alien bloody. thud after thud.

ivan was terrified, angry. with who, for what, he couldn’t say.

chaos. guests surged away as bodyguards and other pet owners surged forward, eager to please, eager to demonstrate their own training prowess. ivan moved to get closer, unsure of what to do, but just listening to an animal instinct that said as long as ivan kept his eyes on him, till would be fine. so long as ivan kept till in his sights, it would all be okay. (never mind that this had not stopped them from both being drafted for this season.)

ivan’s own alien was not at the party, so it was the one with the fleshy hands that assumed responsibility for human pet Ivan. it grabbed a thick handful of ivan’s hair and yanked him backward. ivan resisted by instinct, scalp burning. there was yelling in his face, painful in his ears. he ignored it, trying to see what they were doing to till. there was a human yelp, an involuntary sound of pain, and then several sick thuds. ivan’s guest kicked at ivan’s legs, forcing him to the ground with a bang against his knees that would surely bruise.

he gave in. he crouched and raised his hands in front of him, showing he was cooperative, he was nonviolent, he was a good little human pet, wasn’t he? his heart twisting the whole time. he couldn’t see till, but he could hear. the whole thing, he could hear with crystal clarity.

when it was over, the pets were all shuffled out of the party, maybe as a punishment, maybe for security, maybe as a reminder that they were kept around only for entertainment and little else. all of them but till. as ivan limped—slightly, only slightly—past the opulence of the aliens’ banquet, he saw till slumped on the ground next to his alien, the creature’s hand in till’s hair, possessive and dominant.

ivan could do nothing but continue limping out of the party. sick to his stomach with his own helplessness, and angry at till for giving up on his own life so easily.

hours and hours later, ivan finally found him. till was passed out in the same place, the same position, and leaning against the sofa next to him, still on the floor. bruises of deep mariner blue and sunset purple had already formed along his jaw, a sight that made ivan’s heart stutter. what had he been thinking? years, they’d been doing this. what had made him snap this time?

ivan crouched beside till’s sleeping form and unlocked his muzzle with one small motion. till’s breaths were alarmingly shallow. ivan lightly, as gently as he could, brushed his fingers across the bruises. cold heat gathered in ivan’s head. useless, he’d been. useless, till was. just the same as mizi. just the same as sua (sua, who was dead now. who’d sacrificed her life for someone who was also never going to get out of this place alive) (sua, who ivan had felt contempt for, every time she shared a happy moment with mizi, planning the whole time to die for her).

ivan’s body suddenly felt as if it weighed a thousand pounds. he put a hand against the wall to brace himself, leaning down more closely to till. even in his sleep, he looked troubled. no, he looked more animated than other people. than ivan, whose mask of ice wasn’t something he intended to wear. any amount of emotion on till’s face seemed obscene with ivan in the room.

till… was it thoughts of mizi that made him snap? had till even known that ivan was in the room with him, not fifteen feet away? what had sua been thinking, as she climbed the steps to the stage, as she greeted the person she cared for more than any other, knowing that only one of them would walk away? as she put in action her plan to be the one who fell, lifeless, and forced the other to live on with the pain of that loss?

what was ivan going to do tomorrow, when he was faced with the same?

they were too old now to sleep in the same bed, but ivan wished they could anyway. it would be their last night together, whoever won (whatever he decided). softly, he leaned down and pressed his forehead to till’s, breathing in his scent. his skin was rough, but ivan had always liked things with an edge.

in that half-caress, ivan let his eyes drift closed, and made his choice.

[victoriansnakearts]

I also have to say, the episode flashback also highlights an issue of the narrative.

....I.M.P. is killing in Hell/doing jobs BEFORE the Grimoire. The flashbacks clearly showing this.....so why couldn't the show just have been that? This Season really did make the Grimoire irrelevant.

Yeah the Grimoire worked when the show was just some whacky hijinks go kill people up top, but then S2 rolls around and....it just stops being that. So the whole deal between Blitz and Stolas is made pointless from S1.

You can literally remove Stolas entirely from the show and have it be the same, focusing on the actual I.M.P. members, because they are suppose to be the main characters. You'd also expand upon Hell this way a lot more, considering Hazbin is confided to one location.

...Also more Merc Blitz n Merc Millie!

Hmm....Billize? Militz? Ship names.....ship names...Militz?

The original premise of helluva felt unique and could lead to some funny shenanigans considering that the characters are hellborns and earth would be alien to them ( like invader zim) But now the show barely takes advantage of demons doing hits on the living, most episodes have been mainly in hell with the jobs being more of a background thing. So yeah the imps doing hits in hell makes way mores sense. (And besides hell is basically earth with red paint so that takes away from the potential uniqueness of the living world)

Your completely right when it comes to the uselessness of stolas, I’ve been thinking up rewrites and the more I think about the less it makes sense to even have the stolas and his family play a role in the show. Helluva should have just been about hellborn assassins going on crazy adventures not a toxic romance with a divorce subplot 😭

Also billize sounds cute! Sounds southern (I’m not too good with names tho my first thought for a ship name was Mitzi lol)

[mechanicalchickens]

mitzi's pearl necklace as a microcosm for this whole mess....

it's a symbol of her life with Atlas and her relationship with him -- she sees it as a way that Atlas made her a 'a lady', made her feel like she wasn't 'tawdry' (note how easily she slips into reminiscing about the memories linked to it, even to Zib, who knows the story). Atlas probably purchased it with blood money. Once the necklace snaps, it's basically impossible to put it back together without covering yourself in gutter dirt, but she can't bring herself to let go. She eventually gets the physical symbol of the memories back(rethreading the necklace), but it's a hollow victory. It won't bring back Atlas, and it comes at the cost of collateral damage (rip virgil) and alienating Zib.

Mitzi, you can't go back! you can fight and scratch and claw but you can never go back! What you are searching for is not something that can be put back together. girl, you are looking back, and you are getting lost.

[avengerchuck]

quick shitty doodles of Marty. I decided to explain his existence as an alien by putting him in the moonrockers so here he is in a Similar Fit. there are sparkly silver combat boots under thar. Also Dook LaRue <3 <3 <3 Make no mistake, I draw them snuggling and shit but irl their dynamic is NOT CUTE Marty is super obsessed with him but hes too starstruck by the rock afire to spark actual conversations with any of the members so he just goes to showbiz and wipes out their prize counter with the amount of tickets he accumulates and sits in the front row so he can stare at center stage. He is the first and only Rolfe fan but will acknowledge that Earl is the cool one in the duo. He knows ALL the words to the rae's shows and buys their records and is generally a freak. Dook is kind of offput by the visible crush he has on him but Mitzi and Billy Bob think its cute and Beach Bear loves to bully him (Dook) about it

[slateszyslak]

Smooth Moves character spotlight

[beanarie]

Comfort Fanfic Recs

tagged by @rcmclachlan

Rules: What are your old school comfort fics? The ones from fandoms that haven't been active in yeeeaaars, but you've read so many times you can practically quote them.

this took a hundred years because i started rereading everything lmao

in case of emergency by @amindamazed

elementary. A is the foremost scholar of joan and sherlock characterization and this is my favorite example.

That Burns a Building Down by embroiderama

white collar. neal's custody is taken over by beau bridges, who takes him to dc, cuts him off from pretty much any contact with the outside world, and makes him live in his furnished basement under constant threat of prison if he ever steps out of line. i first read this during lockdown and it was so unbelievably cathartic.

a safe way home by jojo

magnificent seven the series. it's about an assault and the aftermath. this author took wild, unexpected swings with characterization and dialogue that i've never seen anywhere else, while retaining what drew me about the source material (found family amongst seven dickheads).

crossroads by mitzi

magnificent seven the series. this baby can fit so much presumed dead in it, you have no idea. half the group spends most of the 300k story thinking the other half is dead and that it's sorta their fault and it's so good.

snake in the grass by nottasha

magnificent seven the series. it's just pure unadulterated whump.

across by affinity8

highlander the series. so highlander the movie was like there's these dudes with swords who can live forever if they don't get their heads cut off. then the sequel was like they're aliens actually, and are sort of reincarnated with the exact same names and personalities on earth which they don't remember until they do. and everyone hated that. but affinity8 took this unserious bong rip of a plot development, tied it into the most emotionally resonant parts of the show, and then made it make sense. she's a wizard. she also did a series about where immortals come from without the planet zeist which i consider canon.

blind sight by valerie j

x-men comics (i know they're alive and well, but the 90s-00s were a very different beast, shh). iceman joins the thieves guild, gambit becomes the head of the new york city chapter, and then bastion sets off operation zero tolerance, removing everyone's mutant powers. i keep coming back to this because the execution of ozt is intricate and terrifying to multiple pov characters. also the author essentially gave remy daredevil sight (infrared/heat-based, rather than motion or whatever tf matt has) at a time when any weakness could get him and an entire powerless x-team killed.

kinda mooks by kaylee

x-men comics. shortly after gambit was revealed to have been complicit in the morlock massacre and rogue left him to die in antarctica about it, he returned to the team. and that's the point where the author has him begin a relationship with iceman, who by contrast is fully embedded in and trusted by the x-men. this series is just really, really amazing character work and their love story makes me feral.

tagging @sanguinarysanguinity @amindamazed @setmeatopthepyre @livelaughlou @bidisasterevankinard @ambernotember @peppermintquartz @peapodbond @jujuberry136

[charmixpower]

Okay, so Selina the earth fairy as an antagonist

S6 did this by, for some insane reason, by making Selina Bloom's childhood friend who's always had magic which doesn't work on literally every level. So I'm going to try and come up with some ideas that make parts of it work

Selina the earth fairy that was taught by Eldora:

Tbh this is the easiest option

Selina is an earth fairy from the old days along with Eldora. During the WotBC attempted wiping out of all magic users they fled to Tir Na Nog and live under Morgana and Nebula

The Legendarum is a book created by ancient Faries that Selina's family has been in charge of caring for for generations

When the fairies of vengeance are released Selina is soooo excited to help kill the Wizards and the Winx, and their leader Bloom take their revenge away from them by complaining that they shouldn't be allowed to kill the people that tried to WIPE THEM OUT

Selina is pissed, and her teacher Eldora, the woman that saved her life, going on about how forgiveness is the way isn't helping

Season 5 teaches her about the rest of the magical dimension, season 5 teaches her about the Trix

The Trix are blinded by their desire for revenge and make the perfect pawns. They don't care what they lose as long as the winx don't win

And Selina assures them, the Winx will not win

Selina the earth fairy that was Bloom's friend:

This one is a very elegant solution me thinks and it's the FUN one.

Selina and Bloom are childhood friends and the main targets for Mitzi's bullying. Bloom has kind parents, Selina does not, and for eight hours a day they have to listen to people talk badly about them. Mitzi never puts hands on them but they're social pariah's and deal with constant verbal harassment and false accusations

First year of highschool is more of the same and Selina is prepared for it to be them against the world again in their second year, and then Bloom never comes to class

Selina is alone to deal with the bullying she at least had a confidant in Bloom to at least tolerate it with, and now she's alone

Mitzi tells everyone that Bloom was sent to a school that caters to the mentally ill to finally convince the 16 year old that fairies aren't real, and Selina makes things worse for herself by defending Bloom

They text each other, not often and Bloom won't tell her what new school she's going to but they still text. Selina comes over when Bloom goes back to earth (and goes home before the Trix show up)

And then the next year Bloom goes to Mitzi's Halloween party with her new, cool, pretty, friends. Bloom excitedly tells her about it, she's finally going to make Mitzi the butt of the joke and all Selina can think is that she's been replaced

That's not fair though? Bloom is allowed to be happy at her new school so she bites her tongue and pushes down her resentment and rejects Bloom's offer to come with

Next year is...fine. Bloom comes to her graduation party, and she's a bit mopey that she didn't graduate with honors like her new friends but is over all more excited to hear about Selina's college plans. Bloom goes on a trip in the middle of summer and comes back glowing because "the mistake in my grades was fixed and now I have honors!" And it sounds like a lie but Selina doesn't bother calling her out on it. I mean? What if she's telling the truth

Then season 4 happens, and then it's revealed that Bloom is a fairy

Not only did Bloom replace her with better, prettier friends, but she also lied to Selina about being a fairy. Lied to her face about everything related to magic because apparently Bloom never trusted her

And Selina burns with resentment

Selina stops responding to Bloom's texts and avoids her. Everyone asks Selina if she knew, if Bloom told her, who those aliens are, and all Selina has is half truths from the stories Bloom spun her to respond with

Seeing Mitzi become a fairy, unaware of the dead magic that run though her, unaware that the power Mitzi was given comes with a price no one should have to pay, Selina is furious. Incandescent

Magic returned to earth and Selina can float small objects. She's one of the few people that after the earth's magic core was repaired gained magic and she's on the bottom of the scale of power in a group categorized by how they're not as strong as those who can use magic without the core

Hatred fills her lungs like smoke

Season 5 Selina sticks to herself. Bloom usually isn't on earth like she was last year and this Diaspro chick who came from a different planet to help earth get caught up with the rest of the dimension is on the TV all the time talking about Bloom. Selina hates the fact that this woman who met Bloom though a knock-down drag-out fight knows Bloom better than Selina ever did

Did Bloom ever think of her as a real friend?

(Bloom couldn't take the one person that was her friend though all of that calling her a liar, she comes to regret this)

Eventually, while stumbling around the woods, far away from faces that could mock and lie to her she stumbles across a book. The Legendarum. It promises her power, Bloom's regret, importance. All she has to do is open it, anyone with magic can, her strength doesn't matter with the Legendarum doing the work for her

How could she ever refuse?

[plushietoon]

for the ask game idc who first in whichever order u want but Dribble and (or) Spitz!

Send Me a Character!

First impression Look...I did not know these two existed for a long time, especially in childhood. My first two WarioWare games were Touched and DIY and those two are barely in those games. But anyways finding out they exist was nothing much really. I mean I thought they were funny, but didn't think much beyond that. I swear young me was weird.

Impression now I like them. I love that Dribble is a big softy who wears his heart on his sleeve. Unfortunately with my big exposure of Spitz was being Gold, him having a temper is stuck in my brain. Spitz is typically a cool headed fella. I hope they get paid more though...

Favorite moment Them getting stiffed by Alien Mitzi. Dude, Tomorrow Hill is a bop. Though Spitz losing his shit in Gold is imprinted in my brain forever. Thanks NitroRad.

Idea for a story Honestly a fic about Spitz chilling in the tub sounds nice about now... Ooh or a hot springs trip in space...sorry for the fixations...

Unpopular opinion I'm ambivalent about the two being in a romantic relationship now. I get how it happens, and I support it, but I also support folks who just say they are boss and worker and that's about it. I try to be chill about headcanons. Maybe someday mines (about the twins and Lulu) will be accepted? Idk.

Favorite relationship There was some cute artworks about them being babysitters to the twins and I love it very much. The taxi drivers' own bond with each other is splendid too...needs to be thought of more often.

Favorite headcanon They have car seats packed in the trunk for the ninja twins because 5-Volt lectured them on car safety. Things were...mildly heated to say the least.

[ghostteayum]

Finally decided to post about my oc’s! I’ve got this whole story planned out, and eventually I’d like to make it into something (comic or storyboards maybe??)

But for now I’ll just show the main characters!

The humans name is Piper, and she’s a weird girl obsessed with aliens

The little green things name is Mitzy, and she’s an alien obsessed with humans

The plot of this thing is way more in depth, and I’m just scratching the surface, but I think I’m in a place where I’ve developed it enough to start sharing the story!

If you’re interested, I’m going to be putting this under the tag Takeover (Title of it for now, might change?)

[the-bah-oracle]

Hello!! Would we be able to request a fictive of Mizi from Alien Stage? Maybe a caretaker of sorts, too if that's alright. with New Moon format, please!

Tysm if you end up doing this request, and have a great timezone :>

New Moon-Sized Pack for a Mizi Introject from Alien Stage

★ Names: Mizi, 미지, Miz, Mitzi, Mitz, Missy, Mizy, Misty, Mizty, Minnie, Minsi, Misi, Mystery, Marais, Muse, Meteor, Moonshine, Dizzy, Dazzle, Daze

★ Pronouns: She/her, he/him, it/its, ey/em, fae/faer, hy/hymn, star/stars, space/spaces, plan/planet, muse/music, lyr/lyric, 🌌/🌌s, 🎤/🎤s, 💫/💫s, 🪐/🪐s, 🌟/🌟s, 🎆/🎆s, 🩷/🩷s, 🩵/🩵s, 💙/💙s, 🎵/🎵s, 🎶/🎶s, 🪩/🪩s, 🎹/🎹s, 🎸/🎸s, 💋/💋s

★ Gendered Terms: General feminine (Miss, lady, queen), general masculine terms (mister, guy, king), general neutral terms (mx, friend, monarch)

★ Picrew / Pinterest Faceclaims

Thank you for the request! We hope this is everything you wanted, we aren’t familiar at all with Alien Stage, sorry about that -🦋🔮