Goths, Ghouls, and Ghosts Oh My!

I’ve been thinking of those fancy Eridian celebration clothing designs for Grace, yes?

Consider, it’s the classic BloodyMary story; story of their life on Erid, they end up together, are together for years, absolutely mad for each other.

Rocky and Grace take a walk on the beach one day and Grace asks him,

When Simon was first brought onto the Mary, after they found a distress beacon on a random moon, Simon was covered in blood. Most of it wasn't his on account of the blood ocean on that moon. But some of it most certainly was.

Grace left most of the handy work to Armando. He wasn't a medical doctor; he had no idea what to do. And Simon had stayed clammy and closed off about getting help with his treatment, so Grace never really got to see his injuries.

Well- till now.

It had been an accident. They were messing around, play fighting about something meaningless, when Simon's bandages snagged on some random wall panel behind his head. They'd slipped right off.

He stared at Simon wide eyed.

Simon fidgeted. He thinks I'm a monster... This should have never happened. It was bound to happen... Simon was never gonna let Grace see what was under the bandages. I couldn't wear the bandages forever...

Simon averts his eyes, even closes his eyes. He can't bear to see the look on Grace's face. This was it. This is when his comfortable life on the Mary would stop.

It's not like he was gonna get shot out of the airlock. Grace was too kind to do that. But maybe he'd be locked in a separate room. Grace was too kind for that too... Maybe they wouldn't talk to each other again. Grace wouldn't want to see his ugly mug again.

Simon brought his knees to his chest, about to try to curl up in the tightest ball he could, when he felt a small brush of a finger on his face. Grace traced the lines of the teeth that bore a hole in his face.

The silence between them was suffocating for a moment. Simon felt crushed beneath Grace's gaze.

Then he was being pulled up from the floor and dragged across the Mary.

Simon still wouldn't look at Grace. He stared at the floor while he awaited his fate.

"Sit!" Grace piped up. The first thing he said to Simon after seeing his mutations up close.

Simon recognized that tone. It was that tone that Grace had when something was taking up all of his scientific attention. He was... Excited? Maybe that wasn't exactly the word. Who'd be excited to see this?

Simon looked around and saw the med bed. He sat as instructed.

Grace rolled up to Simon on this tiny stool with wheals. He got between Simon's legs and all up in his personal space.

Usually, that would bother Simon to hell and back. But he had already accepted that he wasn't welcomed here anymore, so things were bound to change.

When he finally saw the look of Ryland's face, though, he felt his face flare up with heat.

Grace was looking at him with such... He looked at Simon as if he was so precious and interesting and facinating. He looked at him like he did his taomeba.

That was the stuff that was gonna save the stars! Simon couldn't live up to that!

Grace was too close. He was being too touchy.

Grace unravelled all of Simon's bandages, letting out astonished gasps every time he uncovered something new. He spent his precious time analyzing every inch of mutated skin.

When Grace poked at the gills on Simon's neck, that was too much. He shoved his hand in Grace's face and pushed him back with just enough force not to send him hurling into the wall behind him.

Grace stood there blinking for a moment.

"OH MY GOD I AM SO SORRY!" He suddenly exclaimed when his brain cells finally clicked back into place. "I was WAY into your personal bubble," He let out a nervous laugh, hands reaching for his glasses.

Simon had noticed that nervous tick. Grace would suddenly have no idea how to wear his glasses. It made Simon laugh.

"It's just- THAT'S SO COOL!" Grace continued. He stood up from his stool and put his arms in the air. "How did that even happen- No, no, you don't have to answer that."

Simon wanted to cry.

I live for Simon going:

I woke up in a place that is not the blood ocean and is pretty nice? I must be in heaven, I won my redemption, nice.

A beautiful angel looking after me? And it is just my type? Lucky me.

Another more weird looking angel that is a singing rock? I will not question how angels work, they are angels.

Are the angels giving a lot of information that seems to explain what happened to the whole universe and somehow they save it? They are angels, of course they know this kind of stuff, duh.

I can stay here as long as I want? I'm staying forever, jaja, I will not reincarnated, oh no sir, I'm staying with the pretty angel for all eternity, thank you.

There are threes and stars and planets? Yep, I'm super dead, but well at least is nice.

Like at some point his mind finally connects the dots, maybe Rocky makes a comment, maybe something breaks the illusion, maybe Grace confess his feelings for him and it is then that Simon realizes that he is not dead, and then all the ashameful things he had been doing -because he thought he did not have to care about something as little as shyness or shame in heaven- come to his mind:

Taking his shirt off whenever he feel like it, because nudity must not be that big of a deal for angels, right?

Just saying any thought he had in his mind out loud: Beautiful angel has pretty eyes, he said it, the rock-angel sing nicely, he say it, he feel like a little bug, he say it, he wanted to know how the pretty angel hair felt, he say it, etc, etc.

Those silly songs he had been singing narrating what he was doing when he was boring.

He naming all the threes and talking to them openly.

Letting the pebbles (who he thought were young angels not ready to angelize) do whatever they wanted to do with his hair, braids, ponytails, bows and just keep it like that the whole day.

Honestly I wish I could find more.fics that really lean into the scientific portion of how Simon and Grace would meet. Like imagine the possibilities with wormholes or a black hole that swallow Simon and spits him out of a theoretical white hole near Grace and how Grace would absolutely freak about

1. Seeing a white hole and essentially discovering a whole realm of theoretical physics

2. "HOLY COW A DUDE JUST GOT SPIT OUT BY IT"

Bonus point if said white hole is a whole different type of supermassive black hole that can bend time and space so drastically it connected Grace and Simon across alternate dimensions, and in Simon's dimension said supermassive black hole took astrophage and spit it out into Grace's dimension.

Like what do you mean the ship between Grace, Simon, Rocky and Adrian from PHM and Iron Lung is called "Bloody Mary on the Rocks"??

Someone and a friend told me, “Change the lyrics to make it more interesting.” I hope that's true :,

I've always liked the fact that the wizard looks different depending on who's looking at him. I know they don't adapt it much due to budget or time constraints, but it's peak.

Extra:

Hello! Sorry for late reply, here you go! I made a very rough sketch previously here, but this design was based on 2025 For Good Tin Man a bit :)

Basically Boq would go from this to this and back again every 6 months or so