having strong feelings about rocks at the moment

Tenna art by @9Aaaalt29 on twt

The crowd roared in confused enthusiasm as Tenna gave a gracious flurry of low-FPS bows, pausing only for the occasional stink-nose at his audience plants who weren’t throwing enough 3D roses.

Eventually, the room fell silent. It was Senshi’s turn to speak.

He puffed out his chest, took a long, sweeping look over the audience… and shook his head.

“I can see not all of you are eating properly.”

The crowd murmured with embarrassment.

“I don’t know who needs to hear this, but it’s time to take the turkey out of your icebox. I have seen the ingenious technology with which your people store food... and I have also seen the waste which results from such convenience.

“The food you take had a life. Beasts grew fat on the grass of the field, plants grew from the sun’s rays, and mushrooms grew from minerals in the cracks of caves. And yet, it sits in your iceboxes, collecting moisture until it perishes.

“Eat what is given to you. Because its life will make you stronger, too.”

Without another word, Senshi left his podium and stepped away from the stage. The crowd murmured in confusion. “Is he really like that?” somebody said. “I only remember reblogging the photosets of him tripping and showing ass.”

--

Back in the Green Room, Tenna wrung his antennas nervously.

“Y-y-you think they liked me!? They HAD to!! I mean, I don’t know what Asgore was thinking, getting that weird haircut and running that food waste campaign, but… YOU thought I did good, didn’t you, Kris?”

Laios nodded aggressively, a streak of blue face paint peeling from his forehead.

“You did AMAZING, Tenna! By the way, now that we’ve seen all your insider campaign secrets, do you have any more videos of Susie? Especially her tail... If I could get a look at that, I could finally tell if she’s a dinosaur or --”

THWACK. Fake antlers butted Laios’s head.

“LAIOS?? Weren’t we dressed up to help SENSHI???” Marcille hissed, gesturing awkwardly with her hooves.

Suddenly, Tenna turned to the two adventurers.

“Hey, WAIT a second. SOMETHING’s not right here...”

Laios and Marcille held their breath.

“Where the heck are my POINTS!?”

Just then, the door opened. Chilchuck took one step into the room, whistling and holding a large bag.

Everyone turned to him.

Chilchuck paused, took a step backwards, and closed the door.

“CHILCHUCK!!!” yelled Tenna.

“How come Chilchuck got to stay Chilchuck!?” yelled Marcille at the same time.

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After a long two weeks of making chain (aka taking in your Interest Check forms), we are excited to announce that Contributor Applications for Species of Two are now live! The collector will be open from today until August 8th.

If you're a creator of grace/rocky fanworks, we hope you'll consider applying! To apply, please 🔗 fill out our application form 🔗 and we will be in touch when the application period is over! 💫

that type of eridian grace waking up in erid’s hodgepodge blip a (put together in a rush, since they’re the planet running out of time in this AU). finding a huge luxury cruiser version of the hail mary with a single 50-something year old mechanic inside. a lonely, desperate man who has been stranded for almost 20 years trying to save his planet.

the eridian grace that earns his name as rocky’s flashlight illuminates his beautiful iridescent earth-colored body, blues and greens and golds, rocky’s “saving grace”. he is the smartest being rocky’s ever met and soon the bravest, too.

would he end up with a discolored limb from where rocky’s skin burnt off around him, carrying him to safety?

would he remember that despite the emphasis on the collective, on relationships and love and belonging, he never met someone who he could let truly *know* him? not like this. not like rocky does.

would he ever learn that his new best friend, this tall leaky stubborn man, prayed everyday that his grace would come to save him?

i think that he would take very good care of that old engineer. he would want so badly to take him home and ask him to leave his family on earth behind. he would know he’s being selfish, though, and swallow his pride as they said their goodbyes.

there wouldn’t be a moment of hesitation when grace realizes he needs to turn back to save rocky’s life. he’s prepared to spend the remainder of his life dying in the handsome human’s big strong arms.

Amaze amaze amaze! Thank you all for filling out our forms—we’ve surpassed our initial expectations for responses and will be closing our Interest Check a week early! Additionally, our Mod Application has been officially closed as we have found the right candidate for the job—thank you to everyone who applied!

As a result of this, our entire timeline for the zine has been moved up––see our website for more details!

We dreamt up Species of Two as an 18+ grocky zine intending to explore the romantic side of our favorite interstellar soulmates, and we’re excited to announce that our Interest Check & Mod Application forms will be live tomorrow!

For more info on the zine (such as staff, our tentative schedule, and contributor guidelines) ➡️ https://gracerockyfanzine.carrd.co

More rarer images of Neil, my beloved:

20 years.

I find it so beautiful that this little rat's life has been remembered with love for 20 years and will be hopefully for decades to come. Truly a marvel of the internet.