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Rocky version for those who want it!

Sorry if it's a bit rushed I got a fight I need to do

ryland grace + looking at eva stratt

bonus:

There is a biodome team and the biodome team can see through walls.

Everyone on duty whenever Grace sleeps is Captain Stress Pants the entire eight hours, because if that fucking bird-alien-thing dies in its sleep while it's their shift, Adrian is gonna come unglued and fire their asses right before Savior Rocky comes unglued and gods know what he's gonna do. Savior Rocky barely wears pants and eats in public when he's in a good mood.

I spent almost an entire work shift drawing this tooth-rotting fluff

Now, somehow, their entire mental health is based on the continued life and happiness of this fairground goldfish that they picked up.

Neither of you know the first thing about how to care for even a healthy fish. This fish has been poorly cared for, has multiple diseases and the person who handed it over explicitly didn't expect it to live nearly as long as it already has.

You're frantically googling how to set up a fish tank, where to buy fish food, can you even take a fish to the vet? Your partner wants you to know that they're happy they made it home and survived their horrific ordeal, but also that if anything happens to the fish then they're going to kill everyone on this planet and then themself.

You're honestly wondering if you're even helping the fish, or just prolonging its suffering, but your partner will only accept medical help for their many injuries or engage in basic self-care once they're confident that the fish is being looked after.

So you get a tank. You set up a filter and all that stuff. You learn way more than you ever wanted to know about water temperature and ph and nitrate levels. The fish is safe. You start to develop some affection for the little guy. Your partner begins to recover. The fish begins to recover.

Which is when you learn that in its 'healthy' state, the fish regularly refuses to sleep when tired, keeps begging for food that is obviously unhealthy for it (and struggling to eat the food that you do provide because “it tastes gross”), and continually tries to persuade your partner to take it out of its nice safe tank so it can go explore the wonderful world of Outside, where the slightest mishap will kill it instantly.

The fish turned back from its journey home, to its own environment where it would live among its own kind, explicitly to bring your mate back from the dead, and to bring the cure to Erid, saving your own life along with he rest --even though the fish fully expected that this choice would kill it.

To save your mate's life and that of your people, the fish did not take the cure to its own planet itself -- where it could oversee implementation of the cure and guarantee its success. Instead, the fish gambled on probes containing the cure making it to its home planet in six years, and then gambled further that its species would figure out what to do in time to save its one and only star (you have three). The fish risked dooming its own species to death for your mate, for your people, for you.

tfw you're trying to lament about your time lost in space but your new human roommate is being a big dumb idiot

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First time drawing these two! I'm still figuring out my designs for them; I like to mix and match details from the book and the movie

Full book quote under the cut:

But now that they have Grace, Rocky and Adrian can totally sleep together and cuddle and everything. Possibly for the first time ever? No, I know they're unconscious, so the appeal is probably not exactly there for them, but CUTEEEEEE.