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More rolling Grace and Rocky sketches since I wanted to sketch out some more. Also I realized that I haven't drawn some of the pebbles on Erid, so here ya go!
writing software I've been using for 10+ years updated, time to make the background the most mind killing color possible
I CAN COLOR CODE MY CHAPTERS
kinda like this
it feels like im in an orange fanta
been thinking about grace and adrian being alike
one of my favorite posts of all time

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We always talk about how Stratt is haunted by Grace's screams and cries at night, but what about Carl?
Carl, the guy Grace built an entire hypothesis around.
Carl, the guy that learned to have fun with Grace while doing science.
Carl, the guy that fueled Grace's addiction to Skittles and Twizzlers.
Carl, the guy that was there every step of the way until the end. And then he was forced to stand by and watch as Grace was pinned to the ground, pleading for help, calling for him of all people.
I'm willing to bet Carl is kept awake just as much as Stratt was if not more so, utterly tortured by what he'd done to Grace.
am i any different now
bonus fetal position grace:
saw a lady wearing this shirt at my workplace and thought it was so stupid. i couldn’t stop thinking about it.
it's well and obvious Adrian would be utterly overwhelmed with relief, confusion, grief, and many other such emotions when Rocky finally returned home to Erid alive and with the answers to save their star. so Rocky would absolutely be (constantly) ruminating on their reunion and hoping beyond all hope that Adrian hasn't moved on and is still patiently expecting him, and that he (despite knowing the lack of control he had over his experience and fate) would desperately want to apologize and make it up to his distraught mate for being lost in space (and probably presumed dead).
now I also adore the idea that because Adrian is in charge of Grace's biodome to some extent once that's constructed, one interpretation of their occupation is that they're a zoologist/potential xenobiologist.
so consider.
rocky, arriving on Erid, already riding on 4 years of anticipation nerves at returning home, decades of yearning/sorrow, terrified over Grace's poor condition, and absolutely overjoyed to be returning to his mate, immediately upon reuniting with them just blurts out smth like: "Rocky sorry sorry sorry for nearly dying. brought Adrian a present! is an alien for them to study!"
and while Grace is too 'nearly-dead' to call him out on it, Rocky is immediately mortified and internally reprimanding himself for it anyway. because he just called his best friend a potential zoo animal/pet.
has the "ship grace with everyone ever" blunt rotation hit the eel hive mind yet

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Same au as this.
When the guy you sent to die not only survived the same weird odds as you did, but also got warped to the very same universe you did. 12.9 light years away.
~Commissions open~
POV: your aroace rock boyfriend gets hit on by literally everyone on your planet. Small ramble below the comic
Yesterday I was looking through my bead because I wanted to do some bracelets or charms for PHM since, as you know, I am currently obsessed. And I found these two bags of natural looking beads I bought ages ago:
And obvioulsy my first thought was It's Rocky and Adrian!
So I got to work. First I made a Rocky charm for the big project I was cooking up:
(It is an interpretation, okay? I know you have to be very imaginative to get it. I wanted to mix both the book and the movie designs into one but I had the resources I had and this is what came out, but I love him anyway)
But then I indulged myself and made tiny rocky and tiny adrian to put on my shelf and guys... They are just so freaking cute!
I love them so much I might actually cry!
EDIT: It has come to my attention that some size reference would be nice 😅 so I've added some more pics below the cut (including both the Tiny!Grace and charm Grace I showed in the reblogs)
Humans need some amount of ambient radiation to survive, aka UV from the Sun, so we can function properly. Meaning that the eridians had to add UV to the light systems on Grace's dome. But considering eridians were not built for nearly as much ambient radiations as Earth lifeforms have, it wouldbe harmful for them on the long-run. So consider:
They turn off the UV whenever an eridian is inside the dome, and Grace can feel it if he's outside. That's how he has about 5 minutes of a heads-up before Rocky is knocking on his door;
They put light filters on the xenonite suits, meaning Grace can make a thousand different sunglasses jokes whenever Rocky shows up with the smoked up paneled suit;
They put a sunroom where the UV lamps are and Grace can go there for his daily dose of sunrays. It's also where he goes to bully Rocky with a friendly cold shoulder, since he can't come inside.
Imagine you are Adrian, you are childhood sweet hearts turned loving married couple with the smartest most handsome silliest eridian you know, the love of your life, tune to your melody, Rocky.
But Erid is dying, eridani is slowly dimming, thankfully your planet is insulated and you have time and heat to make enough astrophage to use as fuel to create your worlds first foray into the intergalactic (and space in GENERAL). Your beautiful silly smart mate is a renound engineer, so he volunteers to go into the unknown, where you can't even see because eco location renders you blind in deep space. He leaves but thankfully has company with the other 30~ eridians including his best friend whom you also cherish.
Years go by. Then more years go by. And more. Almost 50 years past and the entire planet hasn't heard back from the crew of the blip-a. Your partner has died in deep space, or at least that's what everyone tells you. They tell you to move on but you can't. You spend your days looking up into the deep space that took your Rocky from you. You mourn.
THEN BAM!!! ALIEN SPACE SHIP IN ORBIT???? HELLO??????? The incredulity of it almost stuns you, but then they tell you. They tell you Rocky is here, he came home. He was the only one to survive. Everyone else died beside him, and he was stuck for 47 years, alone, orbiting a foreign star, with nothing but psychological tormenting silence and the corpses of his crew.
But he came back to you, with an alien. An alien who is dying.
So much is happening and when you finally reunite with Rocky, he is changed. Different, burned broken carapace, strange grammatical structure, alien body language, traumatized, and completely unequivocally co dependent and attached to this tall lanky squishy dying alien.
So you do what you do best, you throw yourself into helping create a massive bio dome for the alien and find a solution for its starvation and slow death, and throughout it all slowly get to know Ryland Grace the alien, and see how much Rocky loves him, how he can't sleep without him, how Rocky always listens to his heart beat.
Maybe at first, if you admit it, you're even jealous.
But time passes, and you learn Grace is silly, and smart, and maybe a bit too leaky to be handsome but he sure can be cute.
And then you all fall in love and everything is great and they literally saved the universe and the alien lives with you now, also you might be a cradle robber but Grace says he's well within maturity for his species so honestly you're just not really gonna think about that rn.
Happened to my friend Adrian the Eridian once.

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So a couple days ago, some folks braved my long-dormant social media accounts to make sure I’d seen this tweet:
And after getting over my initial (rather emotional) response, I wanted to reply properly, and explain just why that hit me so hard.
So back around twenty years ago, the internet cosplay and costuming scene was very different from today. The older generation of sci-fi convention costumers was made up of experienced, dedicated individuals who had been honing their craft for years. These were people who took masquerade competitions seriously, and earning your journeyman or master costuming badge was an important thing. They had a lot of knowledge, but – here’s the important bit – a lot of them didn’t share it. It’s not just that they weren’t internet-savvy enough to share it, or didn’t have the time to write up tutorials – no, literally if you asked how they did something or what material they used, they would refuse to tell you. Some of them came from professional backgrounds where this knowledge literally was a trade secret, others just wanted to decrease the chances of their rivals in competitions, but for whatever reason it was like getting a door slammed in your face. Now, that’s a generalization – there were definitely some lovely and kind and helpful old-school costumers – but they tended to advise more one-on-one, and the idea of just putting detailed knowledge out there for random strangers to use wasn’t much of a thing. And then what information did get out there was coming from people with the freedom and budget to do things like invest in all the tools and materials to create authentic leather hauberks, or build a vac-form setup to make stormtrooper armor, etc. NOT beginner friendly, is what I’m saying.
Then, around 2000 or so, two particular things happened: anime and manga began to be widely accessible in resulting in a boom in anime conventions and cosplay culture, and a new wave of costume-filled franchises (notably the Star Wars prequels and the Lord of the Rings movies) hit the theatres. What those brought into the convention and costuming arena was a new wave of enthusiastic fans who wanted to make costumes, and though a lot of the anime fans were much younger, some of them, and a lot of the movie franchise fans, were in their 20s and 30s, young enough to use the internet to its (then) full potential, old enough to have autonomy and a little money, and above all, overwhelmingly female. I think that latter is particularly important because that meant they had a lifetime of dealing with gatekeepers under our belts, and we weren’t inclined to deal with yet another one. They looked at the old dragons carefully hoarding their knowledge, keeping out anyone who might be unworthy, or (even worse) competition, and they said NO. If secrets were going to be kept, they were going to figure things out for ourselves, and then they were going to share it with everyone. Those old-school costumers may have done us a favor in the long run, because not knowing those old secrets meant that we had to find new methods, and we were trying – and succeeding with – materials that “serious” costumers would never have considered. I was one of those costumers, but there were many more – I was more on the movie side of things, so JediElfQueen and PadawansGuide immediately spring to mind, but there were so many others, on YahooGroups and Livejournal and our own hand-coded webpages, analyzing and testing and experimenting and swapping ideas and sharing, sharing, sharing.
I’m not saying that to make it sound like we were the noble knights of cosplay, riding in heroically with tutorials for all. I’m saying that a group of people, individually and as a collective, made the conscious decision that sharing was a Good Things that would improve the community as a whole. That wasn’t necessarily an easy decision to make, either. I know I thought long and hard before I posted that tutorial; the reaction I had gotten when I wore that armor to a con told me that I had hit on something new, something that gave me an edge, and if I didn’t share that info I could probably hang on to that edge for a year, or two, or three. And I thought about it, and I was briefly tempted, but again, there were all of these others around me sharing what they knew, and I had seen for myself what I could do when I borrowed and adapted some of their ideas, and I felt the power of what could happen when a group of people came together and gave their creativity to the world.
And it changed the face of costuming. People who had been intimidated by the sci-fi competition circuit suddenly found the confidence to try it themselves, and brought in their own ideas and discoveries. And then the next wave of younger costumers took those ideas and ran, and built on them, and branched out off of them, and the wave after that had their own innovations, and suddenly here we are, with Youtube videos and Tumblr tutorials and Etsy patterns and step-by-step how-to books, and I am just so, so proud.
So yeah, seeing appreciation for a 17-year-old technique I figured out on my dining-room table (and bless it, doesn’t that page just scream “I learned how to code on Geocities!”), and having it embraced as a springboard for newer and better things warms this fandom-old’s heart. This is our legacy, and a legacy the current group of cosplayers is still creating, and it’s a good one.
(Oh, and for anyone wondering: yes, I’m over 40 now, and yes, I’m still making costumes. And that armor is still in great shape after 17 years in a hot attic!)
Hang on a minute. I recognize the name “penwiper”. Let me check– Ok, yeah, I’ve heard of this person.
OP also invented armsocks.
Y'all might have noticed that your friendly community moderator has been slacking a bit lately. No updates. No organizing. What the heck was
OP I have been thinking about YOUR IMPACT since 2011. Do you know what you did for Homestuck lmao
Another example of a foundational internet text that millions of people don’t know was so influential.
Hey so like omen wise how are we doing. Are we doing okay
Hey so like omen
wise how are we doing. Are
we doing okay
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.