Oughhh Ryland Grace how did you do it.. if I had to wake up at 4am to move into my dorm knowing I had BIO 330 the next day I would genuinely just drop out

Grace with Just Right OCD is very important to me.. I need to organize my thoughts on it before I make a proper post, but one specific headcanon I have is that he always has to put his lab gear on in a specific order. First he puts on his lab coat, then his right glove, followed by his left, and finally, he puts on his goggles

Rocky secretly records video logs whenever he and Grace are fooling around. He wants the other humans on earth to feel remorse for what they could have had. Grace is such a delicate, pretty thing. They should have never sent him to the slaughterhouse. Still, Rocky is grateful. Now he’s the only one who gets to listen to Grace ramble, cry, and snore. He’s the only one that can touch Grace like this, breaking him apart and putting him back together better than earth left him

Rocky “sneezing” when irritants get in his vents. It's loud asf, but also sooo cute! Like when a big dog sneezes <3

Every time I close my eyes I see Grace humping his pillow. He’s rubbed his poor clit raw from the friction, but he just can’t stop. He’s desperate for a hit of dopamine, something to help him escape from this fucked up situation for even a second. Tears spill onto the bed below, and he can taste his snot with every wet gasp. It’s pathetic. He’s pathetic. He berates himself until he isn’t even aroused anymore, collapsing onto his mattress and wailing. When will this hell end?

Rocky begs Grace to sneeze on his xenonite ball so he can watch the spit and mucus slowlyyy drip down

Getting knotted would solve at least two of Graces problems and atp we’ve gotta take what we can get when it comes to his mental health

Obsessed with the vore implications that come with eating and mating happening in the same hole.. Grace who’s up to his elbow inside of Rocky, rutting his hips against the xenonite and brainlessly mumbling about how needs Rocky to clamp down and crush him. To chew his arm up, and to keep a piece of himself inside his mercury filled veins forever. He selfishly wonders how far he could stretch Rocky until he breaks. He’s never felt something so warm and tender, yet the rest of his body is still so cold. It creates a lonely pit in his chest if he thinks about it too much. He aches to be surrounded by Rocky, inside and out

has anyone drawn grocky scissoring yet..

My fav Grace headcanon will always be that he thought he was 100% aroace until he met Rocky. Turns out he’s aroace and an exophile #lol

Rocky will always be a pervert with a size kink in my heart. He’s enamored with Adrian’s size when they first begin courting, falling asleep picturing all the ways they could bend and break him with ease… Similarly, he loves dominating Grace despite their staggering height difference. Sure, he may be stronger, but there’s still something to be said about bringing a tall creature like that to his knees with nothing but his words

On days where Adrian gets the first good morning kiss Rocky starts pulling the “oh so Grace HATES me! Grace wants me to DIE!” card

I love how equal Grace and Rocky are, both in terms of intellect and their actions. Those are two fully grown men, each with their own specialties that make them capable of incredible feats. The size difference and alien nature of Rocky does not make him any less “human” than Grace, and vice versa. They might poke fun at one another for their “inferior” bodily functions, or their lack of knowledge in the other’s field, but at the end of the day they need each other. They complete each other so perfectly. One cannot survive or thrive without the other

Rocky who’s obsessed with getting upskirt views of Grace!! There’s just something about his soft, cotton panties that muffles sound in the most delicious way.. Rocky can’t get a clear shot of what lies behind the cloth, making Grace all the more enticing. Like a gift waiting to be opened