#alien!artdonaldson

[t1ts-4-donaldson]

i need to know more about alien art he's so :(

Oh Alien Art my beloved where do we start. (I got carried away).

Thinking about how he brings you outside when the night sky is clear dragging the telescope he begged you to buy with him. You're both standing in your backyard as he points out different constellations trying to tell you about each of them in his broken english. He gets so excited too using his hands to explain everything pacing back and forth gushing about the galaxy, his home and the missions he's been on. His heart soars when he see's how engaged you are, nodding along attempting to understand him, he adores how much you really care about what he has to say. He'd pause and gaze into your eyes a sliver of a smile on his face, "will take you one day" he mumbles staring all starry eyed like you hung the moon. You look at him confused and flustered and he just smiles and points up at the sky.

Or him admiring you while you're putting makeup on, patting glitter onto your eyelids and he's glimpsing over at you as he flips through one of his favorite tennis magazine's he picked up from barnes and nobles. You peer up and meet his gaze, "you want some?" you lift up the palette he basically jumps off your bed and clambers onto your lap eyes already shut. He giggles as you create a look the make up brushes tickling his skin. Oh and he loves the final result jaw dropping when he see's himself in the mirror "you like it?" you ask cupping his cheek and he grins and nods leaning in for a closer look loving the sparkles (reminds him of stars).

When he's fitful at night unable to sleep so he makes his way to your room sneaking into your bed hoping you don't mind, he taps you awake begging you to hold him face so crestfallen. You immediately wrap your arms around him and hold him close kissing the top of his head and humming one of his favorite songs, he smushes his face into your chest your heartbeat lulling him to a peaceful sleep.

oh sweet alien art

also not proofread at all oops

[t1ts-4-donaldson]

Alien!Art Donaldson Headcanons + Thoughts:

This is beyond odd but I just rewatched a few episodes of star crossed the alien show and the brain worms won't leave me alone. (Some of his body modifications are inspired by the show).

Very quiet prefers to listen to you speak than talk himself. When you first meet he prefers to write out his thoughts more than voicing them. He has the tendency to stare, it's a little unsettling at first his eyes open wide locked in on whatever he’s fixated on especially when he's in public and around strangers. You usually apologize for his actions through a forced smile and distract him with something else giving him fidget toys he insisted you’d buy

His curiosity tends to get him into trouble, walking around your home picking up fragile items and letting them slip out of his grasp as his attention is caught elsewhere. But he's very nifty with technology, you'll find him on your computer or phone making adjustments he see's fit that actually work out in your favor

Night owl he'll try to be quiet but you'll hear him snacking on chips while sifting through books, he's hyper fixated on the tennis section of sports illustrated magazine though

the most empathetic being you've ever met, he sits with you watching all your favorite films and shows. He'll hunker through thrillers, action even horror while cowering behind blankets his body basically meshing into yours in fear. But his personal favorites are romances shedding tears for the ones with tragic endings. Poor thing is weeping by the end of them. "Why would they end that way?" He blubbers eyes fixated on the screen as tears run down his face lighting up his birth marks a mix of intergalactic hues staining his cheeks. You can't help but reach out and wrap him in your arms "life doesn't always have happy endings Art.." you mumble rocking him back and forth consoling the weeping man.

Very sensitive to human touch at first it unnerved him your he would naturally stiffen up the minute you'd try lay a hand on him. You had learned to be gentle using hand signals to try to guide him to do things. On his home planet it wasn't really necessary unless it was for reproducing or being cordial between each other but he craves it the minute he realizes how nice it feels, initiating contact himself attempting to hold your hand in his, walking up and wrapping his arms around you randomly through out the day although the awkwardly/wonky the act slowly becoming his love language towards you.

Is a quick learner, his eyes are always observing you so he copies your actions, he picks up some of your own quirks as well, the way you scratch your nose or stand a certain way. You also see him copying other people around him or online, the funniest ones are of him imitating dances on tiktok.

He also wants to teach you some of what he knows, is eager to show anything that peaks your interest, sitting you down outside at night pointing at the stars explaining you some of what he knows. It's endearing when he get's so excited talking about home and his family is adorable. (he starts shaking with joy)

Thinks astrology is silly but entertains the idea for you anyways

Becomes interested in you and your body after learning about sex and human intimacy, he first had seen it on the titanic admiring how soft it was then flipped through the channels euphoria happened to be playing intrigued and unsettled by how aggressive sex could be trying to ignore how flustered it made him not understanding why something like that made him so horny. The last time he see's it before you find out is when he’s snooping through your computer opening up your history clicking on a link eyes wide when he sees the most recent video from an adult website 'woman getting fucked until creampied.' His eyes are open like saucers, his mouth agape watching the entire clip he's tugging his growing boner without realizing it.

That’s when you notice him staring a bit more ogling you whenever you’re wearing low tops revealing your chest or while your walking in and out of your bathroom in a robe as you get ready for the day he get’s shy after you mention it "is something wrong?” You frown a bit concerned. He vehemently shakes his head no but you can see right through it the minute your gaze shifts down to his pants and the tent in them. He's flushing red when he's caught, tinges of pale pink glowing through his birth marks betraying his true emotions.

He shows you some of his powers. Occasionally moving objects with his mind, toying with your emotions to make you feel better when you've had a bad day and showing you how his birth marks work, how water triggers the blue and purple galactic colors to arise, he secretly hopes you find him cool living for your praise.

Alien Art is very endearing once he begins developing feelings for you. Picking up picture frames around your home and tracing your face in them admiring how happy you look a tiny smile forming on his face. He'll sit at your vanity and spray your signature perfume on himself because it calms him down. Will steal your clothes and sleep in them whenever he can (you'll sift through your closet trying to find your favorite hoodie and shirts you find it all in a pile on his bed under the covers <3)

Strangest thing he does is mouth at cutlery and cups you've used. He'd be walking around your place sucking the rim of coffee mugs left out on the table or spoons you used to drink soup with (oral fixation goes crazy). He likes the idea of having your lips on his but he's too scared to actually try and make a move.

just loves you from a distance (for now).

I can go all day talking about Alien!Art <3 might self indulge in more

[t1ts-4-donaldson]

Imagine Alien!Art Donaldson

Looking through a celestial books sitting quietly late at night pondering about what he's left behind absolutely homesick.

He's unable to sleep again, he's got one of your many blankets wrapped around his shoulders and a flashlight in hand pacing around your home ending up in your living room. He's snooping through your bookshelf something catches his eye "NASA Exhibits' written in bold font across the spine.

That's where you find him sat on the ground blanket covering his entire frame a light emanating from inside it as the occasional sound of a page flipping fills the air.

You pad across the carpet as loud as you could trying to alert your presence but he's unbothered, "Art" you walk up to him tugging the top of his blanket "what's up?" He just grunts and pulls it off his head gazing up at you jutting the small book in your direction. You widen your eyes and sit next to him "I forgot about this.." you mumble watching him sift through the pages, it's one of the old pamphlets you received the last time you visited the station. You watch him look at each detail running his fingers across various constellations and each planet he was interested in pausing over sentences that he hadn't quiet learned yet.

It's endearing until you notice his body begin to shake, quiet sniffles leaving his nose. "Art honey?" you scoot closer and lean in cupping his cheek in your palm forcing him to look at you. You're met with splotchy pink cheeks a tiny pout on his lips followed by tears, the various marks on his face glowing a muted blue.

"you miss it don't you," You murmur wrapping an arm around his shoulder squeezing him tightly against your body. He looks back down nodding tear drops smearing the pictures. Your heart shatters as sobs rips through his chest, "I'm sorry Art." You whisper running your hand up and down his arm sitting up on your knees as you hold him close to your chest.

The next morning you end up ordering official books about space. Indexes filled with photos and information on all galaxies known to man and leave them on his bedside table for him to read on restless nights of his own.