I can’t get domestic alien bf being a menace out of my head:
They started taking Human Studies courses to surprise you with small gestures. Unfortunately, he gets more than a little carried away…
Attempting to change your diet on a dime for the most “optimal” human diet. Resulting in you getting sick, which freaked him out to the point he nearly dragged you to the hospital. Until you explained that humans can’t just change their diets on a whim like that. He calmed down, compromising the dietary shifts and actually listening to you instead of just making the choice by himself.
Moving all your furniture around, changing out your curtains, adding so many little changes to your decorations for what he learned about the “optimal” human nest (house). Until you explained what your personal style was and why it was better than the thing he tried to do. Though the potted plants were allowed to stay, he agreed to care for them afterall.
Though the worst had to be when he began the hygiene courses. Insisting on fixing your habits, stopping you first thing in the morning to “help” you brush your teeth… by doing it for you. Brushing out your hair and putting up/styling it for you before you leave for work. And showering with you…
It wasn’t very fun, romantic, or sexy. He was being too meticulous with washing behind your ears, your legs, your face. Everything felt so awkward, even as he reached for your ass. You really should have waited to make a snarky remark. Telling him this felt like an excuse to be insanely intimate just as he slipped the scrunchy thing half up your ass. It was wildly uncomfortable… and you weren’t able to reach around at the moment given how close he was to you.
i remember seeing you post something about liking buff aliens and was wondering if you wouldn't mind doing some alien smut?? what about you get abducted by aliens while masturbating?
i read the rules so i hope i'm doing this right heres my emoji that i sent in another 🪀
thx for looking!
As you can see you followed the rules correctly! Thank you so much! And thank you for your request!!
I made the buff aliens loving aliens because those are the best 💖
I sure do hope you enjoy!
(aliens are kept vague so you can picture your favorite brand of alien)
Galactic Bliss🛰️
fem!human reader x 3 alien men
You get abducted while masturbating, and these aliens aim to please.
-NSFW, f!using toys, multiple partners but no sex, body worship, aftercare, slight misunderstandings, happy ending
WC: 1,706
‼️MINORS AND AGELESS DNI‼️
You tried to relax after all the excitement and actually process what happened. You were abducted by aliens last night. Not only were you abducted by aliens, but you were taken while trying out a new toy.
You were getting so close to climax when you felt a slight pressure change in your body and was all of a sudden on a fucking alien spaceship. There were three alien men watching you, curious. You were terrified and yet still turned on, probably more so.
You caught on that they just wanted to watch and you made the split second decision to say fuck it, what’s the worst that could happen? They watched you, intrigued as you got yourself off right there in front of them.
It was the next day, or what you could assume was the next day. Everything kinda looked the same in space. You were surprised that you didn’t feel fear about the alien men that took you. Until they showed you a reason to fear them, you weren’t going to.
So they kinda kidnapped you, it wasn’t like there was much for you down on Earth. The planet was probably going to go up in flames within a few years anyway.
All three of the alien men slowly walked into the room they were keeping you in and laid out several colorful items on the table in the middle of the room. You could feel the blush creeping onto your face as you saw the array of sex toys before you.
“For you”, one of them said pointing at the table.
You don’t say anything yet, still wondering what you are supposed to do in this situation.
“Gifts”, another says.
“Ooh…thank you”, you smiled at them still unsure of what to do next.
One of them pushed the table closer to you gently as to say, ‘here you go’.
Realization hit you.
“Now??”, you ask, widening your eyes.
Didn’t you already give them a show? I guess it wasn’t enough?
Their faces brighten as you are understanding.
“You want to watch..?”, surprised that this didn’t scare you, but excited you.
“Study”, the last one says, “which is better?”, he says pointing to the table and then to each of them standing before you.
Your heart started to race as you were understanding what they were wanting. You felt a heat pool between your legs and squeezed them together. The alien in the middle gripped the table and you startled. He lifted a hand and gave you a smile to try and ease you.
“Can smell you”, he manages to spit out with a smile through gritted teeth.
Before you can look embarrassed, he assures you it's not a bad thing. They all quite enjoy your scent. In fact, they have enjoyed all of you since you came aboard.
“Ok”, you tell them all while smiling mischievously.
Fuck it.
They don’t really understand this facial expression, but they do know they like it. They know watching you orgasm makes them feel good. So they have concluded that if they can just give you this orgasm, you all will just feel good. They are curious about this feeling you give them. They want to explore it, understand it.
You move towards the edge of the bed and survey the assortment of toys before you. There were quite a few different ones. They watch you with bated breath and excited anticipation for which one you’ll pick. As you tried to decide what you wanted to use first, a thought occurred to you.
“Help me?”, you grinned up at all of them.
They were clearly taken by surprise at your question. You’re not sure if it’s your willingness to do this for them, or the sheer fact that they don’t know what to do.
“You come sit behind me”, you pointed at one and then on the bed.
He complies quickly, moving awkwardly to put his body behind you.
You feel him tense as you lay back against him and touch his thigh. You lean forward and grab the one that looks the most plain. You could start with that.
“You two, come right here”, you said as you pointed in front of you on the floor.
They complied quickly as well, eager to see where this was going.
“You all are allowed to touch my body while I use the toys”, you instructed them, “just please be gentle and stop if I say so”.
They all nod in agreement and understanding. They looked unsure of what to do, but quickly learned what you meant.
You moved the small bullet vibrator against your clit and slowly grinded on it while rubbing it on you. The one behind you ran his hands through your hair and brought your head back.
He laid your body against his while giving your kisses down your neck. The two in front of you rubbed your thighs. You moaned at all the relaxing sensations going on as you pampered your pussy.
You got caught up in the slow gentleness of what was going on when you were brought back to reality as both of the massive muscular aliens in front of you put a nipple of each of their mouths. You moaned loudly causing what you could only assume as happy noises coming from all the men around you.
They both started sucking onto you and flicking their tongues across your hard nipples. They pulled and sucked until you heard the pop noise of them releasing you.
You were getting frustrated at the lack of penetration. You needed to be filled. You needed more. You moved to get all of them off of you and they obeyed. Just sitting and watching, waiting to hear your next command. You leaned forward examining the table of sex toys before you. What would give you a better orgasm and possibly a better show? It was the least you could do for them being such gentlemen.
You picked up the hot pink one. It had a clit sucker and a vibrating dildo. You turned it on and played with the settings first. Once you pressed the button, the toy came to life. Well it was definitely charged. You tried to hide the excited expression on your face.
You rushed back to the bed and moved closer to the edge, the men followed your lead and you waited for them to continue what they were doing earlier. Once they caught on, you just enjoyed the touching. Their skin felt a little different than yours, softer.
The warmth from them while sitting in the cold room felt wonderful. You allowed them to bring your body back to a state of relaxation then you slowly pushed the toy inside of you. You noticed they stopped for a moment to watch.
You moaned at the sudden fullness of the toy. You felt the girth of the head of it deep inside you. You took a deep breath trying to prepare for what was going to happen next. You pressed the button to turn on the toy and jumped at the sudden sensation of intense pleasure being brought to your arching cunt. You tensed against all of them and they held you still, encouraging you to take it, to endure it.
You adjusted the toy to a more comfortable angle. The one to your left moved his hand above yours.
“I’ll hold in place”, he told you in a low tone.
You let go immediately and squeezed the thighs on the one behind you. The one on your right focused on your breast. They fascinated him. The way they bounced as you moved against the toy. The way you yelled out in pleasure as he ran his ridged tongue against the hardest part. He put his warm hand on the other one and massaged it softly.
You were getting close and fast. You could feel the tightness building in your lower abdomen. The one controlling the toy watched as your moans became more erratic. They knew what this meant. They all continue to please you the best way they could. They used your movements and the noises you were making as guidance.
You huffed and moaned until you couldn’t feel it. You were about to cum so hard. They all slowed their movements at the exact moment you started cumming. The sudden change caused you to scream in pleasure and they all gently made you cum the hardest you ever came in your life.
They didn’t stop, they just slowed down. They rubbed, licked, kissed you all over. You started whimpering and tried to back away from the toy out of instinct.
As if completely in tune with you and your body still, the one on the left turned off the toy and slowly removed it from you. You gasped at the sudden emptiness you felt. You felt disappointment, but also relieved. You were going to need a break after such an extreme orgasm.
You slouched against the alien behind you, completely relaxed and satisfied. You took a few deep breaths. When you finally opened your eyes you saw all of them looking at you. You moved to look at all of them and smiled.
“Good?”, the alien on the right asked.
“Amazing”, you laughed out as you took another breath.
“What do you require now?”, the one behind you asked.
Your head jerked up, unsure of what exactly he was asking.
“Ooh, um, I mean I would love a shower but I can handle that myself…”, you started.
“Nonsense”, the lefty alien said and stood leaving the room.
He returned and all the men helped you to the bathing area. You saw there was a tray of numerous shower supplies. You took advantage of the shower and took your time. Once you finished you walked back to your room. All three men sat at the edge of the bed and stood when you walked in.
“What is happening now..?”, you asked cautiously, “Are we all sleeping together tonight?”, you joked.
“Is that not what males from your planet do after pleasing a female?”, one asked after clearing his throat.
You smiled and was actually grateful you were abducted by aliens.
A bit of combat action with lovely fluff + smooches.
Warlord's fierce companion
Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/ligawolfcosplayandarts/808155948718915584/warlords-fierce-companion?source=share
Part 2
Both were in Warlord's personal training arena drawing weapons. The test of weaponry rather is best when used in combat not just simple targets.
Hunter never sparred Warlord despite being his right hand. Only combat encounter between them was when they first met, and the day she earned freedom.
Large Yautja snarled , his eyes fixated on brave human warrior.
Hunter activated her bio-mask before her sword was first drawn. It ignored with edge being bright red . She situated her feet and faced Warlord on opposite side. Both standing against each other, silence weighing heavy.
For both it felt different, not because they were about to train and test each other in combat, but their feelings for one another. The feelings neither of them confessed to other. Two different species doesn't helps that.
In split second both charged at each other, Warlord swinging his axe aiming for Hunter's legs just for her to jump up and jump against direction big Yautja was swinging. Her right foot immediately landed on Yautja's right bicep and left foot immediately connected his chest sending him backwards. Hunter landed back on feet and both charged at one another again , this time Warlord and Hunter clashing weapons. Non ignited side of blade was against Warlord's bone axe. Obviously Warlord pushed Hunter back effortlessly. At the end he was 10 foot tall, purely muscular peak of alien evolution where Hunter was under 6foot human.
Hunter didn't back down easily and recovered and jumped at massive Yautja. Before he could grab her with his right hand, Hunter dodged and swung with non-ignited part of blade, connecting Warlord's left shoulder . She immediately spun around and grabbed on one of spines of bone cape while switching off sword. She quickly sheathed it and grabbed other spine on Warlord's cape, now being on his back. Big Yautja tried to shake her off, but then he started spin around circles causing Hunter flying off and end up in sand. Before Hunter could recover, Warlord pounced on top of her pinning her.
Hunter removed her bio-mask and set in aside on ground, now panting. Almost got him
Her heart was hammering against chest wildly. The way he looked at her felt too intimate. Hunter's blue eyes were now locked with Warlord's red ones.
"Heh, I take it you win" Hunter chucked nervously.
"You fight so well, and I'm honoured with having you finally participating in sparring session" Warlord said with purr that ended with satisfied click of his mandibles. His eyes softened as he looked at Hunter.
Hunter looked at him in awe as well, and she felt heat flush through her body as she still looked at Yautja hovering over her. Bone cape now draping over both. It felt not like combat pinning anymore. Hunter awkwardly reached to one of smaller tails that draped Warlord's shoulders as it was a bit all over place since her chaotic attempt to climb his back and try to take control over him. The rhythmic rumble emerged his chest. It took moment until she realized what it was. Yautja purr when they're happy or content.
Large Yautja purred intensively while adoring way his favourite human warrior fixed his cape. He reached out and removed some of hair from Hunter's face with one of his claws. She didn't protest and even let out chuckle. Large finger caressed Hunter's face again with surprising gentleness.
"You seem very joyful today, Warlord" Hunter said with gentle smile
"Why shouldn't I be joyful for one. Being Yautja isn't always about violence and even being clan leader doesn't mean I can't some moments of happiness for once" he rumbled and clicked his mandibles in rhythm.
Warlord's large palm gently cupped Hunter's face and his thumb started caressing her cheek. It was rougher than human with sharp claw on tip. Hunter learned in touch, nuzzling into it. As his fingers wrapped at and back of Hunter's head, everything felt so soft. Her hair, her skin. But it was pleasant to feel something that represents silk on their land.
"Can I ...?" Hunter asked as she was reaching to his face hesitantly "If that's okay with you.. always wanted to feel facial texture of Yautja. Only fair if you can feel my face."
"Yes... You have the honour and my permission" Warlord purred.
As she reached to where cheekbones connects to upper mandibles, he immediately leaned in touch, purring intensifying and eyes closing for moment. His face was warm, skin texture slightly tougher than humans, but it felt very pleasant. Other hand reached to caress other side of his face resulting the massive alien melt into touch.
Hunter admired the view and realized how his species even as adults appreciate gentle touch. She has seen pups being cradled by female Yautja. This woman has seen him, scary big Warlord, being very gentle with his youngest offspring. What she never seen is him being all needy for touch.
Hunter's hands gently caressed his upper mandibles and reaching to his lower ones. She could feel her body heat rise up and head spin from view alone. Large Yautja leaned his head lower, mere inches from her face, eyes still closed. Hunter, without hesitation leaned up and started pressing kisses on his upper mandibles. Kisses continued all over mandibles while his large face in Hunter's hands. To her surprise he shuddered and leaned for more. His dreadlocks now making privacy curtain. One of her hands slithered from his face to neck then chest while other gently opened his upper mandibles to kiss mouth area where lips could've been if he was human. He didn't protest, but rather large arm wrapped around woman's waist and pressed against him. The kisses continued in sensual manner.
His eyes fluttered half open facing Hunter's as he let out soft whine.
"I wanted this for so long..." He confessed
"Me too ..." Hunter let out as she continuously planted kisses on his strange mouth.
Her tongue slipped in to meet forked one, which caused Yautja shudder. Warlord pressed his tongue against in response while his body now pressing onto Hunter's small form. He slid it in woman's mouth and let out our animalistic groan. His dark purple tongue against small pink tongue fighting domination. It was different from kissing human, but felt right. One of Hunter's hands reached to dreadlocks and gently massaged them resulting large Yautja press on her and his hips instinctively thrusting. Hunter's body responded same as her one leg trying to wrap around his waist. Hunter's tongue slit between ends of Warlord's large forked one giving massive Yautja more sensations. Warlord's heartbeat went faster and faster each move and moment if kiss.
Her one hand massaged his dreadlocks sending more sensations to Warlord while other caressing his very large chest muscles. Both bodies were grinding in rhythm wanting more soon. Two different species united by connection and passion. Hunter's lips let out moan feeling poking against her body from Warlord's lower half. It was poking through loincloth as she tried open up more for him despite both being fully clothed.
Now the both tree trunk size of arms wrapped around Hunter as Warlord sat up, their mouths connected via passionate making out. His lower mandibles holding onto Hunter's chin while upper mandibles caressing her cheeks. Both rather forgotten about sparring or surroundings. Hunter still grinding onto his lap , her bare stomach against Warlord's muscular body.
Until his communication device chimed and pair immediately pulled back from each other. Saliva dripping over his chin and eyes hazed, Warlord was rather in ecstasy from this moment. It was one of his advisors who sent reminder for overview of next hunt.
"I will be here shortly. " Large Yautja responded.
Hunter's face was flushed completely red and hair messy after this moment with Warlord, feeling worried it may been wrong move. Sweat beading on her forehead as she slowly left his lap.
"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to do this" she tried to apologize before being pulled into large arms again
"Never .. You precious to me and I wanted this for very long time .. I need you by my side more than right hand and advisor .. you bring me joy and make me stronger" Warlord said with vulnerability in his eyes "Many Many Years ago I lost mate and never thought I could have one mate again until you arrived in my life.. you make me feel things I thought I could never feel again... I want to ask you if you... Aif you would like to be my mate?"
Hunter's heart was hammering against ribcage as she realized Yautja she wanted for long time actually wants her too. This was as both way attraction neither knew other felt. She could feel Warlord's heartbeat also go all over place while staring in his eyes. Hunter's hands caressed Warlord's perfect and broad chest as she looked into his crimson eyes. As blood red as they were, she could see vulnerability in his eyes.
"Sure.... It would be honour... But I'm human. Why me? " She asked
"Because you mean a lot to me, I can extend your lifespan just by giving you Yautja blood.. or even blood from myself...you will live long and you won't need to worry about your lifespan... I don't care if you're human, you find me attractive even if I'm not human... I just feel so complete with you. It's about more than physical attraction... You're brave and strong, and very intelligent. Physically.. you're beautiful too ....eyes and your soft locks that are way different from mine ..skin feels like purest silk, markings your kind calls tattoos .. you're unique and special to me" Warlord confessed.
This scary creature opened up with raw honesty and emotion in his eyes was genuine.
"I .. I will be your mate then... As long as we have each other it's all that matter... As long as you feel that way." Hunter said and pressed kiss on his upper mandibles.
"I will do my best to prove I'm good mate, good caretaker, good warrior and Hunter... I will be cherish you and your being .. I will provide you with care , throphies and what you humans call ..." Love" ." He said with raw honesty.
"I believe you... Just let's take it easy and learn about each other. At the end we are from different worlds" Hunter whispered.
In response Warlord pressed his forehead against his human mate's holding her for a moment while purring. The traditional Yautja affection pressing foreheads together was seal between these two, but he has yet to claim her fully.
"Paya be blessed for sending this being to me" he praised and clicked his mandibles in very joyful rhythm.
Few moments later both composed themselves before heading to meeting with clan. Youngbloods arriving need to be welcomed and planning next hunt is no joke.
My inspo was @afreakforyautja because their writing is chef's kiss. I still owe art of their OCs but I'm caught up with commission work and working on my cosplay. Yes, it's gonna be Predator costume, and yes, my OC Hunter. My middle name is Hunter haha. 🥴
End note: Debating on part three regarding to clan shenanigans and maybe smut (MAYBE I suck at writing prôn). I am not the best fic writer & probably cringe AF BUT had this massive brainworm and had to get it out. I need to edit first part to give Hunter description. 😆
You're awoken by low thumps from the kitchen, quickly followed by the ear-grating creaking of the old cabinet doors. With a groan, you throw your covers off, abandoning your fuzzy slippers and padding barefoot downstairs, only to see the end of a scaled tail disappearing from the view through the kitchen door. Of course. To this day (It’s only been two weeks) you tend to forget just how much food this man…man? Consumes.
You lean against the doorframe, watching as the big frame of your alien freeloader moves through the kitchen with agitation, the moonlight filtering through the window and glinting off their body in a blue hue, contrasting the almost golden one from the light you had over the sink. Their head keeps going back and forth, analyzing the contents of your cupboards. You just wait, ready to step in if they try something stupid. Like last time, they ate half of your salt and then kept complaining all day about how gross it was. At least the little pout they gave you when you teased them was cute. They reach for a little packet of dried apples from one of the cupboards, popping one into their mouth before their claws dig for seconds.
“Enjoying yourself?” You question, causing the larger being to turn suddenly, one of their large, back-bent horns closing one of the little doors, causing their head to go between you and the wooden furniture. Finally settling their gecko-like eyes on you, their claws pat for the other cupboard doors, closing them as gently as they could. Finally satisfied with their tidying they approach holding the little packet out to you. You just shake your head, pushing the packet back to them.
The language barrier between you two was…less than ideal. Especially when you ran out at 3am and whacked them across the back of the head with one of the old chairs that came with the house. You wanted to get rid of those anyways, they looked like they were gonna break any second. And then had to convince them you weren’t trying to hunt them, and plead not to kill you when you saw how big they actually were when they weren’t hunched over a dead bird to eat it. Not a burglar, that's for sure. Since then you tried to bypass the unfortunate limitation at least somehow, pasting pictures of things they might want with it’s sign language translation. Hey, at least you learned something new, no? The fridge had multiple pictures of food, water and other things, while the living room had just a few things they might entertain themselves with while you were gone. Even if they didn't understand, they still looked at you like a kicked puppy when you scolded them for bringing a dead animal inside.
With a small grumble that sounded similar to how your dad used to grumble about how “You don't know what's good” when you refused to eat one of his attempts at cooking something new, their claws dig through the packaging again, plopping another one into their mouth. You put your hands into fists, pointing out your pointer and middle finger, tapping one pair against the other before putting them pointer to pointer, slightly curling them before separating them by a few inches. “Couch?” They looked at your hands for a moment, whether thinking about your offer or translating it, you weren’t sure, but in the end, their body started moving to the living room, dropping on the couch while happily feasting on their new-found edible food in the traitorous twists and turns of the kitchen cupboards. The couch was almost comically small compared to their big and bulky frame, so you simply leaned against the backrest, running your hand over their horns. Their body was still a mystery to you. In more ways than one. Like when they started panicking when you didn’t wake up at the slightest creak of the floors. You just assumed their kind slept lightly, but trying to explain it to them was certainly a challenge. Another strange thing was their texture. Some parts of their body felt oddly metallic, like their horns, while other ones just felt how you imagined holding a lizard would feel, just with most of their body being oddly smooth, only parts of them covered in scales, like his tail. You leaned your head against the top of the cushions, eyes closing. I won't fall asleep, you assured yourself. That'd be dumb. And no, you didn't fall asleep. Was it only because the big hunk of a creature stood up, and the creaking of those damn cupboard doors sounded through the house again? Sure. But it still counted! You watch them disappear in the kitchen, waiting for a few seconds before they reappear, the tag of one of the many tea bags you bought and just forgot about hanging from their mouth. You shoot them a questioning glance but don't say anything. At least one of you enjoyed tea, even if their definition of enjoyment is a bit odd. You point to yourself before placing your open palm to the side of your house. “Going to bed.” They simply nod, settling back on the couch. Looking over them to see if they need anything else, you pad back upstairs, dropping cold the second your head hits the pillow.
The morning light shines on your face, causing your face to scrunch up in discomfort, before you open your eyes, silently cursing the sun. 5 more minutes. You think to yourself, closing your eyes once again and shifting your back to the window, just to feel something hard and uncomfortable pressing against your knee. “Come on dude don't tell me I gotta replace the bed too…” you groan to yourself, throwing the covers back to find the reason this bed will join most of the thrown out furniture. However, you're just met with a pair of horns, and there, sitting on the floor against the footboard is the rest of the body. You frown slightly, noting the uncomfortable angle of their neck as they tried to rest their head. You'd question their reasoning if they were not asleep, but hey, maybe you can teach them that a bed can handle more than one being at a time…Even if you can't help but shake your head when you find out they were standing guard after stumbling upon a TV channel with horror movies.
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I'm so happy I managed this one without a 5 day wait even if y'all are getting it a day or two later since I wanna get started on the next one so y'all don't wait long- i tried to make the language between you two actual ASL, and used this library to translate the words you taught your alien roomie.
May I request some Bishop (Aliens) Headcanons about his interactions/relationships with the marines. His friendships with them are super underrated and I wish the movie showed more of that. He definitely had some sort of friendship with Hudson no one can tell me otherwise. Thank you and have a good day 🥺
Bishop Headcanons - His friendship with the Colonial Marines
A/N: Thanks for requesting this Anon!! I really wanted to write headcanons for Bishops relationship with the marines, but I'm even happier finding out someone wanted the same thing enough to request it. The Alien Franchise is so underrated in the fic writing and fandom side of things imo (or at least the older Alien films).
Pairings: None.
Characters: Lance Bishop, Al Apone, Cynthia Dietrich, Mark Drake, Colette Ferro, Ricco Frost, Scott Gorman, Dwayne Hicks, William Hudson, Daniel Spunkmeyer, Jeanette Vasquez
RATING: PG
⚠️Warnings!: Hudson being Hudson
Bishop & Apone
✨Apone has a soft spot for Bishop, even if it isn't really seen that often.
✨He respects Bishop's intelligence and dedication to protecting the unit, even if it's because he's programmed to do so.
✨ They’ve played chess together on a couple occasions when Apone was bored, and even though Bishop wins nearly every time, they still take pleasure in playing the game together.
Bishop & Dietrich
✨Dietrich and Bishop had first met because both spend a decent amount of time working for the corps in a medical and scientific capacity.
✨Though she isn't as close with Bishop as other members of the team, she likes how gentle he always is with anyone who's injured.
✨ Mostly converses with her about family back home and how excited she is to see her daughter next time she gets leave.
Bishop & Drake
✨ Bishop and Drake are probably the least acquainted with each other and spend the least amount of time talking.
✨ Drake does have a healthy respect for Bishop though, because he’s helped him out in the infirmary on more then one occasion with a nasty injury.
Bishop & Ferro
✨ Ferro took quite a liking to Bishop when she first met him. Mostly because he reminded her of her younger brother back home who worked as a computer programmer.
✨ She offered to give Bishop a few lessons on flying and maneuvering in a drop shop, as Ferro is the most experienced flyer out of the whole corps.
Bishop & Frost
✨ Bishop and Frost often have long conversations with each other on a range of topics.
✨ Frost finds it fascinating that Bishop is an Android as he hadn’t ever met one until becoming apart of the Colonial Marines.
✨ Likes learning new things from Bishop about what it is to be an Android teaching him in return about his own background and cultural practices his family has passed down.
✨ Loves discussing where he wants to travel on leave, and has asked Bishop to join him on a trip during shore leave after their on LV-426.
Bishop & Gorman
✨ Gorman hasn’t really spent much time with Bishop, apart from when they first met in Aliens.
✨ Generally Gorman doesn’t have an opinion of Bishop one way or the other, he’s just happy that he gets his job done.
Bishop & Hicks
✨ Hicks thinks Bishop is a lot more than just another Android. He treats Bishop almost like a brother, especially after the events of Aliens (1986).
✨ He helped him get back on his feet after the events of Aliens, when he lost his lower half.
✨ Hicks even fashioned a couple of canes to help with Bishop’s mobility issues.
✨ Take Bishop with him on fishing trips back on earth, and birdwatching ventures.
Bishop & Hudson
✨ Often jokes around with Bishop, much like he jokes with everyone.
✨ Have a very sarcastic and snarky relationship where they go back and forth making jokes at each other’s expense.
✨ Weirdly Hudson is the most okay with Bishop being an Arificial Human.
✨ Bluntly asked one time if Bishop had a dick, making the rest of the team groan or facepalm.
✨ Once he found out how good Bishop was with a knife, he’d egg him on to do the knife trick with people at parties and to show new recruits.
Bishop & Spunkmeyer
✨ Is a little creeped out by Bishop because of how close to human he can come sometimes.
✨ Has referred to him as the T1000 on occasion because of his uncanny valley mannerism and way of socializing.
✨ Can be a bit ignorant about Bishop’s status as an Android, but will defend him if anyone picks a fight or is discriminatory towards him.
Bishop & Vasquez
✨ Has a healthy respect for how good Bishop is with a knife and has definitely had a knife throwing competition with him. Loser has to take a shot every time they miss their target.
✨ Doesn’t understand why Bishop has an adversity towards guns and keeps trying to encourage him to let her teach him how to shoot.
