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love the scene where the lights went out on the ship and Grace told Rocky to panic only for Rocky to be like “why what happened” cuz Grace forgot he couldn’t see. I imagine that kind of slip up happened many times on the way to Erid, and with the inverse of Rocky being “did u hear that” before remembering humans can’t hear as many frequencies as Eridians

thinking about grace showing rocky human music and then once they get back to erid rocky plays a bunch of love songs for adrian and rambles excessively explaining the meaning/story of each one. they are so endeared they feel like they might explode a little bit

he's been gone for so long and they've missed him so much and now he's home again and he's immediately showing them this weird alien music because he's found new ways to communicate how much he loves them and he needs to make sure they know that without wasting another minute

they're so important to me I can't stand it

To be quite honest with you all I do think that aro/ace-spectrum fans in fandoms where people are desperately inventing crossover ships and humanizing non-human characters in order to have a conventionally attractive guy to ship the main character with, instead of possibly having to enjoy a story with no romance in it, have the right to refer to everyone else as cowards.

Sorry you almost had to entertain the idea that people like me exist, I'm sure that was very painful for you.

one time my sister and i were walking up the stairs and heard a bunch of banging noises coming from an apartment, and she turned to me and said "aborted neighbor". and i was just like. i'm glad we're the same kind of terminally online and i know exactly what you are referencing because otherwise this would sound insane.

don’t understand leahbeth haters because I think it’s a lot easier to see Annabeth as a black woman than it is to see Percy as a blond guy

the "rip ___ you would have loved ___" meme is inherently more fun with ancient characters. rip clytemnestra you would have loved morse code. rip theseus you would have loved the airtag. rip callisto you would have loved wearing shorts.

rip Icarus you would have loved parachutes

as a lifelong nerd and hater nothing has been more devastating than realising that school's weekly gym classes were actually a pretty good idea for my general health and wellbeing.

thinking about a very specific scenario of a grace with no video logs, with no xenonite failure, who comes back to earth as rocky comes back to erid, heart full but missing a very distinct piece. ten, twenty years go by, and grace is not malnourished nor does he look even half his age, but there's a deepset something in his eyes that has nothing to do with stratt's actions being revealed or the press or adjusting to earth again. about earth getting news of a ship coming down, whose atmosphere is fundamentally different now and causes trouble for that ship. damages sustained on that ship. a red light in the sky. suspected eridian contact as confirmed by dr ryland grace. thank you tom, anna temple here and we're live at nasa's makeshift landing pad, ready to receive, watching- oh, my- a row of officials that cannot pin down ryland grace this time as he, live on air, tears apart every country's anxiety of eridians by ripping from the crowd and jumping the fence into the launching area. a camera pan that judders from dr grace sprinting, the most energetic he's been in years, to a brown eridian kareening towards him in a xenonite suit. prepared to catch ryland's tackle and embrace him properly, there on the green grass, for the very first time. first contact.