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Random Au idea; Miraculously, the Blip-A crew survive, but at the cost of their travel time, making it so they arrive at Tau Ceti around the same time as the Hail Mary. (Don't think too hard about it)

Grace now gets regularly hassled by many Eridians, all of whom can hold multiple conversations at once, unlike him.

okay anon you win. you conceived of the one REDACTED crossover fic i would read.

thats his rock and they are bonded by fate, extensive trauma and years of forced proximity. they are uniquely predisposed to caring about each other more than anybody else. that said, i do love me a tortured rocky so he i think he should be anxiety-ridden about ending up the second choice for Various Activities until it becomes abundantly clear grace actually still favors his xenonite-covered self above all else.

cut to grace going like. yeah man ive been having some undefined abdominal issues rockys gonna do this exploratory surgery on me. can you believe he built this laparoscope himself? hes sooo smart right. no you dont need to help its all fine and dandy hes got it under control. five arms and all, yknow? haha. i guess you can watch if you want..?

cue the grossest psychosexual display of devotion ever witnessed by another human being. at this point i think it would be kinder to euthanize him.

attack on @sharkfiinn !

i saw the poem and thought, hey what if i killed grace :D i liked exploring prism's potential reaction to his eventual death... small cameo of @problematiccheeto 's cheeto!

MY REVERSE BLOODYMARY AU, TAKE IT GO GO GO!!! I really want to lean into Ryland Grace mad scientist for this thank you very much.

- Grace is aroace

- Or maybe he’s the red string soulmate of the music space spider

- Or maybe he’s the dead malefailure bf of the woman who sent him to space

- Or perhaps he’s in a cute domestic mlm relationship with markiplier

Queer isn't even a concept that makes sense to a species of aliens where everyone is the same gender but once Grace explained it Rocky would disappear for like three hours and emerge holding a xenonite rectangle with different textured stripes.

"What is it?" Grace asks.

"Our flag," Rocky says, self-satisfied. "Alienfuckers."

Grace does an actual spit-take.

"I, uh. I think that might be offensive on, like, six different levels."

Stratt was a historian. She wasn't just pirating for the sake of entertainment for the astronauts, she was doing a full historical backup of the planet. Who knows how much knowledge and communications ability, how much art and culture and history, how much niche knowledge of how to make specific pieces of modern technology or modern medicines, was lost as the wars for resources isolated everyone, as the death tolls led to the deaths of specialized trade workers and scientists, as the power grids failing across the planet (or cut off, potentially) led to all the cloud servers going dark. Stratt was facing methods of combating extinction and she did her best to ensure that if/when the Hail Mary worked, it would send back not just the hope of the future in the solution to the astrophage, but the restoration of history and culture and knowledge.

rocky becoming more and more human. he nods his carapace and turns to “look” at someone instead of just staying still like normal, when he talks his words are slower and simpler.

grace and rocky becoming more and more like each other to the point that the only ones who truly get them are each other. without the other they can’t function properly, they need each other on a level that neither them nor anyone else can understand.

Instagram is very “what if this alien was a sexyboy twunk” and tumblr is like outta my way gayboy im bout to fuck a rock