Don't save me I'm RIGHT where I want to be.

Nah cause this is so funny

Imagine Grace coming to set, and as everyone imagines, gets mistaken for Colt. And obviously, they just think he's Colt, playing a character and making jokes, mocking Ryder and his acting by pulling on a character of his own. "No no no, You're not listening," Ryland laughs nervously, hands grabbing at wrists that were pulling him into a body harness. “I’m not Colt. I’m his brother. Ryland Grace, I’m a teacher-” And the people pulling him into the harness just smile and chuckle, shaking their heads. “Yeah, why are your last names different then, smart guy?” One asks as they start pressing him towards the lift. 

“We changed them!”

And it isn’t till he’s being brought a 138 ft up a lift that this might be where he dies, clutching his harness over his heart and staying silent in panic.

Meanwhile Colt strolls on to set with his glass on and coffee in hand, sidling up beside some people as they all watch the lift go up. “Hmm. And I thought I’d be getting the first jump of the day.” He joked softly, turning to look at them but only getting confused looking back. “Something on my face? I swear this lipstick is mine-I’m trying a new shade-”

Anyway, everyone is trying to radio to the top of the lift but they all have their radios on different channels, so Grace is standing at the top, knees shaking and panicking as he looks down at the jump they expect him to make. Had expected Colt to make and that’s just as scary cause he thinks he’d rather be here making this jump than letting his brother do it and his brother was the professional, had probably done something like this a million times.

“Alright, you know how this is gonna go,” A warm voice on his left says, barely able to look over with his white knuckled hands on his harness as someone straps him to a carabiner and cable. The man beside him isn’t looking at him, but he’s attractive. Dark hair pulled up into a bun with bangs and pieces falling out, thick glasses and endlessly voidable eyes that Grace would spend the rest of his life searching through, which may only be for the next ten minutes. A tight shirt pulled over an impressive chest and stretching the sleeves over wide arms, a black prosthetic holding a clipboard the man was more focused on.

“They tested it a few times with your body weight, so they’re not gonna slow fall it this time. We’re just gonna rip it straight a few times then we’ll get the rig camera to start recording. It’ll follow you down but don’t worry about hiding your face, just brace, Yeah?” The attractive man said before gently slapping Ryland’s chest with the board and flashing him a slight smile with a crinkle of his eyes, so warm and dark he was half grateful that whatever forces of the universe gave him this fate decided to soften the blow with such a handsome being as his last seen face.

The man only looked to his face for half a second, already turning and looking away before stopping dead in his tracks before he even finished his first step, looking back to Ryland’s face again with a pinched expression.

Thank god thank god thank god-

“Woah- did- What the hell is going on?” The man shouted back to the team that was a bit further back, all of them looking up from the dropping rig and pulleys for the harness system. “Who the fuck is this? I was told Colt was ripping it all day.”

“He is.”

The man looked back to Ryland, the blonde’s face contorting with relief as his hand reached out, taking the man’s flesh shoulder in his shaky hand.

He was kind too, which should be illegal when Ryland was shaking so bad he could hear his bones rattle, his savior’s face softly shifted to sympathetic as his flesh hand came up to fist in the back of his harness.

“ I’m- I’m not Colt.”

“No, no, I know you're not,” The man hushes softly, pulling him from the ledge slowly, Ryland’s legs shuffling as the man wrapped his arm around his back, and Grace had never hugged himself to someone so tight in his life. “Jesus fuck, all of you are blind. Someone get the lift back up here! And get on the right fucking channel! They’ve probably been calling around for Colt.” 

“Thank you- Oh my god, thank you. You’re an angel,” Grace whispers shakily, gripping the back of the man’s shirt and tangling his hands in the back of the man’s own harness that was keeping him connected to the platform.

“Can’t believe you made it all the way up here,” The man said, putting down the clipboard on the ground and wrapping his prosthetic arm around Grace’s back so he could unclip his carabiners form the rig, then clipping it onto the other man’s harness so they were attached. “Who are you?”

“Grace. Colt’s my brother.” He laughed a little, adrenaline spiking through him and making everything fuzzy and funny. “Cripes- You're not gonna tell anyone if I pee right now, right?”

Which makes the man laugh, patting Ryland’s back. “I’m impressed you haven’t already,” The man assured. “I’m Simon. We’re calling up the elevator right now and we’ll get you back on the ground, alright? You good?”

“No.”

“That is extraordinarily fair. You’ll feel better when we get on the lift.” 

It wasn’t until the radio was changed to the right channel and the crew at the top of the drop confirmed that everything was alright that a very unhappy voice rang through. “I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD IF YOU GUYS DROP MY BROTHER I’M GONNA DROP YOU-”

“It’s fine, Colt,” Simon radio’s back, having grabbed it off one of the crew as he shuffled them both onto the lift, pale arms practically choking hims around his neck with Grace’s tight grip. “I’m bringing him down right now.”

“WHY THE HELL WAS HE UP THERE-”

Ryland is way worse, tho, he's a little troll that has no limits or any rage bait restrictions . He's unstoppable and merciless, he called a man a staggering waste of carbon (I still think it's one of the most hilarious things about him.)

But Colt is litterally a copy of Grace. They're twins, they both share that menace for society gene. He can just as easily poke at people's faces while calling them names that would offend no less that Ryland's insults. He was bullshitting Ryder about nutrition, come on!

The point is, all three of the have their field of expertise in which they can crush people's self esteems and prides. And they won't apologize for it, not unless they will genuinely start liking the person they offended. So yeah…

And now there's Court. Who has to keep an eye on this circus and these monkeys. All while trying to keep Claire from learning all the worst from her uncles and alien Ryland brought. He can be a little shit too. He demanded a normal seat before being shoot in a leg, yep. But somehow he has a better understanding of the situation. And he knows that during interplanetary convention you can't call humans a leaky space blobs, Rocky. Or that you can't throw a microscope into the wall if you don't like the test results, Ryland. Or that you can't teach a teen girl how to ride a motorbike, Colt.

Sometimes Court just takes a little pause, trying to drink some coffee, only to realize that something already happend and now he needs a shot of whiskey and three cages where he can lock his idiots up (lovingly. really. he's not lying. maybe...)

___

Court, when always:

In the end, their souls were all touched by each other

D'you think they held a funeral. All the students cried but they had nobody to cry to because that was Mr. Grace's job.

D'you think Colt showed up at the funeral. And wore his glasses because he was too depressed to put contacts in.

ryland grace who always makes school supplies available for his kids and actively helps with school supply, clothes, etc drives that benefits the community because that’s what him and colt needed when they were younger.

ryland grace who teaches his kids how to take a step back, take a deep breath, and come back to it—he wants his kids to succeed past academics, he wants them to believe in themselves.

coming from a man who was rejected and shunned by academia, ryland knows the important of giving your students the chance and confidence to succeed.

ryland grace who keeps the lights low in his classroom and actually has those skylight panels to let natural light in, it’s better if his kids aren’t super overwhelmed in his class.

ryland grace who loves it when his kids answer questions, there’s no stupid question and he’ll find himself saying “holy smokes, that’s a really good question!” and turning the question into a learning opportunity. especially biology.

ryland grace who really stresses the importance of learning over results, your grades aren’t what dictate your capability and he stresses that everyday, it’s practically a mantra for his students.

ryland grace who follows every 504 plan to a tee not because of the law but because he respects his students—his kids need extra time? you’ve got it. you need noise canceling headphones to focus better? of course. ryland grace who professionally tells parents that they’re tools for his kids to succeed and he WILL follow them to a tee. it also reminds him of colt a lot who he misses like crazy.

and when mr. grace disappears into space for a long time, his kids never forget him. his kids who always remember to take a deep breath in moments of stress, his kids who developed a sense of perseverance because of how he taught them.

I especially love the few I've seen where there's no imminent danger and it's either a happy reunion or they were never separated and the twins get the sillies. Coooourt Colt's being annoying make him stop.

I love that stuff bc Court would be so happy to hear it. So happy that they still see him as their big brother.

I love these brothers they r gonna be the death of me

inspiration from this meme i found on google :3

Recommended song to listen to: <Obstacles> by Syd Matters

First off, GIGANTIC CREDIT to @intrstellarisms and their BOMBASTICALLY FANTASTIC Coltland fic <based on a true story>. This mini-comic exists because of it and it is specifically based on chapter 2 <The buoy>. Please check out the fic here!!

really worked my ass off this(literally, I got rashes from sitting too long in a humid and hot environment) but I am just so obsessed with the fic that I feel compelled to create something for it. I really want to capture that constant melancholy and hurt present in the Coltland twins dynamic when grace is sent away. A perpetual hollow in Colt's heart where it makes all his memory with Ryland dreamy and fairy-tale like.

The recommended song <obstacles> by Syd Matters is also from the recommendation in the original fic. (Honestly the fic is like the age of enlightenment for me）

sorry if this doesn't rly have a nice flow and if the arrangements are a bit hard to read(My friend beta read this for me and that's her feedback), it's my first time trying to draw comic and I think I'm still a bit stuck on the static fanart mindset. (oh and i'm gonna add this into the 100 days drawing challenge hehe(13/100) Pls feel free to throw in any feedback on it as well!!

Lastly, huge thanks again for @intrstellarisms for giving me the opportunity to create this. And for being such a sweet author(did you know the comment you replied is my first ever comment on AO3?) That really made my day!

Grace will never stop talking