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Ma'am this is the space restaurant we only serve bumpy fruit and severed tentacle
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Thinking about members of completely differing species still preparing food for each other. It's literally such a goldmine with sci-fi and alien romances.
Like... I looked up the popular cuisine from your home. I found most of the needed ingredients, plus a few substitutes that I triple-checked were non-toxic for you. I converted measurements. I definitely stained the entire kitchen because i had no idea this was the kind of thing that stained. I watched and rewatched tutorials made for someone with different hands, and I somehow made it work. I love you.
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Vampire that bites you and licks your wound afterwards like a cat
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For anyone wondering I went out by myself and it was rad as hell!! Whatever I was anxious about did not stand a chance against watching planetary bodies doing cool shit.
I was really excited for the eclipse but my friend canceled and now I'm just gonna be a single guy staring at the sun
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I was really excited for the eclipse but my friend canceled and now I'm just gonna be a single guy staring at the sun
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I know you’ve probably writing about it before, but there is just something so lovely about a human not understanding alien courting customs and accidentally doing a lot of them to an alien, who is feeling like they are getting a lot of mixed signals from their human friend! Would that be a usable request? Love your writing!!!
OOOH anon I'm such a sucker for "accidentally doing something considered flirtatious by a different species toward a member of said species"
I feel like in the kind of modern sci-fi settings I use for my writing there's an extra level of awareness and drama, because while an alien surrounded by members of their own kind might assume you're coming onto them purposefully, your alien crewmate is very aware of the cultural differences that come with interspecies work. They know you're unaware of the courting methods of their species, much less the specific traditions of their people.
They wouldn't expect you to know that sort of information anyhow, so they're not offended when you offer to share from your canteen during a mission without realizing the intimate, personal implications of the gesture. How would you know? Humans share drinks all the time, they were thirsty. What kind of friend would you be if you didn't share?
You were right, of course. Water-sharing to you was just a kind gesture, there was no reason to deny your affection. Their mouth met where yours had been, and they feel so close to you they ache.
There are times they feel guilty. When you shut you eyes and stretch, casually letting the entire universe know that you trust them to protect you when your tired, or when you drape one of your blankets over the both of you while you watch a movie and they can smell you from all sides. There are times they want to tell you: This doesn't mean as little to me as it means to you. You're kissing me in my native tongue, y'know.
They know they shouldn't be indulging in the idea that you're acting on any kind of romantic interest, but they just can't bring themself to tell you. There was too much of a chance you would stop.
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My favorite ship dynamic is when I could plausibly see them owning a cat together
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When you invite one of your alien crewmates to see your sleeping quarters and they're immediately intrigued by the collection of human items and knick-knacks you have spread around the room. They question everything, from the people in your photographs to the various potted plants you're trying to keep alive.
They listen intently to your every explanation, even when you have no idea what to say. It's admittedly a little tedious, trying to make your desk lamp and mechanical pencils sound interesting to the massive bug-person who won't stop staring at you. But it's sweet that they want to know more about humanity, and it's just scientific curiosity, right?
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Sure everyone loves height differences with monster media, but what about the inherent connection that comes with being around the same size? Yeah, we're from completely different species, maybe even from completely different worlds. But I can walk alongside you, I can look you in the eye without either of us straining our necks.
The universe is a big place. Out of the infinite combinations of evolution and technological advancements, you ended up at just the right size for me to kiss your face. Let's share a bed, there's room.
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i love to imagine gaster as a quirky oldman when a lot of people think he’s going to be some kind of mustache-twirling villain because it just makes me envision him in the “how many times do we have to teach you this lesson, old man” scene from spongebob where he’s just standing there like “i love the young people :)” as an angry mob descends upon him
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people vaguely saying 'the horrors' as shorthand for 'life problems, don't worry about it' in conversations where the problems are not going to be delved into has got to be one of my favorite new Ways Of Speaking that has emerged. like it's polite and vague and succinct enough for impersonal conversation but also extremely honest. it's very funny. The Horrors. we all know of them.
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Do you remember me? We were in the same helium molecule for a while on that red dwarf— yeah I was the other electron! Y'know the universe has expanded so much since then I didn't think I'd see you until the crunch, crazy how things work out haha.
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What if the monster under your bed just wanted to hang out with you? They twist and bend their body until they can hide themselves away, waiting patiently, unseen while you go about your normal life.
They like to listen to you. The music you play, the creak of the floorboards beneath each step, the almost indiscernible sound of you typing on a little screen. They especially liked listening to you as you lay in your bed above them, so close they felt every breath you took as if it were their own.
But their favorite part of the routine was after your breathing slowed, when the night was at its darkest and they could finally uncurl from their hiding place and stand to their full height. Well, almost. Your ceiling was a little too low and they had to stoop their head a bit, but they didn't mind bowing to you, sprawled out in your nest of blankets and pillows and other soft things. Their precious human friend, what wouldn't they do for you?
Sometimes they are content to just watch. When they think you seem tired today, and can't bear to possibly ever disrupt your few hours of rest, they stand over your sleeping form and stare until morning light forces them away again. They keep track of your heart rate, the way your eyes move under their lids while you dream, how often you toss and turn.
When they feel themselves get overwhelmed looking at you, they allow themself a little more. Sometimes they sit on the edge of your bed, letting their full weight dip the mattress towards them. They feel the heat from your body seep into the sheets and travel slowly to them, like water through a paper towel. Maybe one day they'll get closer, try to feel you non-vicariously. But for now, they're so happy just to be this close. They don't want to lose you yet.
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Imagine an alien that doesn't really emote. Maybe their "skin" is more akin to a hard carapace, unmoving regardless of the emotion, like a solid mask instead of a face. Or their tone of voice just doesn't come across through translators, leaving anyone outside of their species guessing as to what they're feeling at any given time.
They know they're difficult to decipher, so they try to be as obvious as possible when courting you. While they mostly adhere to your own personal tastes, they also make sure to research human romance customs you couldn't possibly misinterpret. Red roses, chocolates in a "heart" shaped box, (everything comes in a heart-shaped packaging when they learn the cultural meaning behind the shape), and pages upon pages of the most tender poetry you can imagine. Handwritten, which means you have to find a visual translator, but they also go out of their way to find bits of writing you're more familiar with, copying each stroke of each letter until they've written out entire sonnets in your native language.
For once everyone around them knows exactly what they're feeling. It's not hard to catch on when they're asking every other human on board for rom-com suggestions and "the most romantic food" for a dinner date, regardless of how stoically they ask it.
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i love feline like aliens! just imagine a alien crewmate absentmindedly wrapping their tail around your leg because they feel safe but then you stand up and trip bc of said tail
Omg anon please that's so cute. Idk if anyone here has listened to Starline series by asmr gav on Youtube (Which I highly recommend, it's what first got me into alien romance) but the main love interest at one point absentmindedly wraps his tail around the MC and then has to explain that it's a gesture of compassion and intimacy, which leads to them experimenting with other forms of intimacy.
Most of my alien characters have tails of some kind. They can be prehensile, used interchangeably with other limbs to grab things or balance themselves after a tumble, with the added benefit of having something to hold you with while still being able to work. (Or hold you in a way out of sight, literally under the table if the relationship is looked down upon, but they still want you to know how much they care)
Maybe they were evolved for some social reason, an extra method of emoting that remains even when they interact with members of another species. Tails that twitch or lash out in annoyance, tails that swish back and forth with adorably obvious glee when you get closer than they were expecting.
And my favorite, tails that usually hang low but perk up when they spot someone they like. Crewmates have to be aware of how close they are at any given time, no one wants to be smacked because you walked into the room and accidentally triggered their "happy tail".
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