Astrophysicist! Reader who spent her entire doctorate program studying 40 Eridani and the planet that was part of it. She decided it would be her life's work and was able to continue to study it with a few grants, and became part of a team that studied the star system after she graduated.
Astrophysicist! Reader who wrote a paper on the possibility of the planet being livable, not for humans but for something. She got some flak but continued trying to study what it would be like on the planet and the way the tri-star system affected the planet.
Astrophysicist! Reader who was asked by Stratt to become part of the team that was studying the patrova line and then became part of Project Hail Mary because she studied the line and the other patrova lines in other systems, including her beloved 40 Eridani, so amazingly well. That was her opinion anyway. She didn't really know why Stratt kept her on for Project Hail Mary.
Astrophysicist! Reader who assumed it was because now she was one of the most knowledgeable about the lines and the dimming of the sun.
Astrophysicist! Reader who is a geek at heart and studied 40 Eridani because of the connection to Star Trek and the planet Vulcan.
Astrophysicist! Reader who wears stupid Star Trek shirts and space pun shirts because her dad would gift them to her.
Astrophysicist! Reader who meets Ryland Grace and wonders why someone who was a school teacher is now part of this project, but never asks directly
Astrophysicist! Reader whose lab is right across from his, so sometimes she looks out her window and waves at Ryland, but does really talk to him much at first.
Astrophysicist! Reader who pretends to be super cool and confident when she finally does talk to Ryland for the first time, but that immediately falters when she gets nervous and starts to pick at her cuticles when they talk.
Astrophysicist! Reader who becomes close to Grace but keeps a wall up because she knows she probably won't see him again when this mission is over
Astrophysicist! Reader who develops a crush at some point but denies it to herself and others
Astrophysicist! Reader who loves love but doesn't think about it for herself. She reads romance novels, thinks couples are very cute, and sees love as good in the world
Astrophysicist! Reader who knows Strauss well enough to know, after the explosion and the loss of two of the astronauts, that she'll do whatever she needs to do to keep this all on track
Astrophysicist! Reader who is told that she and Ryland are their last options because they don't have time to train new people, and they've both done some of the training.
Astrophysicist! Reader who did not want to go to space under any circumstances because she studied it and knew how scary it could be and how dangerous it was, and was happier studying it from a distance.
Astrophysicist! Reader who ends up in a coma and in space anyway.
Sadie’s notes: hi guys! This is just sort of a background for reader in my new Project Hail Mary fic I’m starting soon
Also sorry if it isn’t like accurate to how thins work after grad school and stuff so feel free to correct me on anything that’s wrong!
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stone with a physics guy...? dont ask me how the fuck they met, ur good at making these meetings up BUT a reader who's such a nerd with science and physics and ASTRONOMY. pls.
Stone with an astrophysicist??? Not only does Stone have a boyfriend who can tell him facts about stars that the astronomy text books (I have realized my error in writing that he reads only astrology books when really he cares about the nonspecific practice of the positions of celestial bodies to predict human behavior and the science behind everything space) doesn't tell him, but also you get someone who knows enough of what you're talking about to follow your train of thought.
Sorry, that was a long sentence, whoops. Also, sorry in advanced that this isn't going to be written like a story, I do not have the energy tonight for it. (This will be like Sarabi x Rich!Reader's asks are usually written.) But you'll still get details of how they met, don't worry!
This falls under Stone's therapist told him to go out more (yeah, I'm using that scenario again, he is a reclusive man) so he does something that enjoys, which is looking at stars. It's the middle of the day though, so he goes to a planetarium.
You're there as well, needing to relax on your day off after doing intense research on space. You two are sitting next to each because there's a field trip going on, classes of elementary kids taking up the majority of the seats and rows. It's a little bit of a tight squeeze, since Stone is a big man, but he very politely is trying his best squeeze himself to the other side of his chair to give you more space.
He's only polite when it comes to planetariums, because he respects anyone who loves space like him.
As the lights dim and the show starts, Stone is in awe, as always. You're looking, of course, but you notice how intently he's staring up at the stars, analyzing them.
It's been so long since you've seen someone look at the stars with such wonder. Sure, you're surrounded by other astrophysicists, but they're more interested in the how and why of stars and space. Stone is awed simply at the beauty of stars and it's refreshing.
Especially since the elementary kids are screaming in an exaggerated manner and some are even running around, out of their seats. It's so bad that no one can hear the presenter, and you think that's a shame that Stone can't hear them.
So you use your knowledge of astronomy, leaning over slightly and telling him about various facts about the stars. He adds in the facts that he also knows, you being so pleased that you both engage in a very riveting conversation that's a mix of astronomy and astrology.
You two end up talking to each other the entire time, not even realizing the show is over until the lights turn back on and the chaperones of the elementary school field trip have sighed in relief since now they aren't stuck in an enclosed dome-room with screaming kids.
Even after you both are out of the room, you two continue to talk to each other, seeing all of the exhibits in the planetarium together. You spend hours together, almost like a little date.
At the end of it all, you both schedule a meet-up, setting a date and time. You two part, both happy that you finally found someone who understands your obsession with the stars and space.
Okay, so part of this wound up me being able to rant about random space knowledge that I have due to a class that I’m taking right now called Earth & Space Science. So, therefore, y’all get some space talk.
Pairing(s): Stephen Strange x Reader
Warnings: Space talk, Reader being nerds with Bruce and Peter, Stephen not knowing how to fix the space issues, mentions of Stephen’s car accident but not in detail, Stephen gets drunk because he’s not driving, clingy!stephen when he’s drunk, reader takes care of him, Stephen has nightmares due to the accident.
Word Count: 1911
Summary: You invite some of Stephen’s friends out for his birthday, after the dinner you take care of your very drunk fiancé.
Being engaged to Stephen Strange hasn’t always been easy. 8 months ago, he got in the car accident that almost took his life, and when he realized he would have a very hard time ever using his hands again, he went on a complete mental break. You wouldn’t let him push you away though, you had honestly seen Stephen in much worse states than this, as the two of you met in university while he was starting his pre med program and you were starting your program in astrophysics. (Stars are cool as fuck, sue me.) You shaved for Stephen, drove him everywhere he needed to go, and even went to the Kamar-Taj with him. You could do the basics of magic, but nothing like Stephen could do now.
In doing so, you had taken a sabbatical from your research job at the university that you and Stephen both went to, claiming that you were studying the stars in other parts of the world. Which you actually were, as Stephen would portal the both of you around the world to study eclipses and other astronomical events like meteor showers and the other planets lining up perfectly.
When Stephen became the Sorcerer Supreme, he moved back to the New York Sanctum, and you moved with him, returning from your sabbatical and writing multiple papers on everything you saw, sending it to other professors you had consulted with along the way for proof-reading and credits.
Finally back to what had become your new normal, you spent your days studying the universe and your new project was attempting to figure out what dark energy really was. Generally, physicists, astrophysicists, and other people interested in space knew that dark energy was an invisible force opposing gravity, pulling galaxies within the universe apart, making up about 75% of the universe. Dark matter, which many physicists study represents about 21% of the universe, appears to be subatomic particles that we can’t see due to the fact that it rarely interacts with other matter. And then there’s the matter that we can see, making up 4% of the observable universe, as it’s unknown what we can actually see because at a certain point, when we’re seeing light years away, we can’t see that far back in time.
“Darling, not to disregard your work, but you’ve told me this a million times.”
“I know, Stephen! But I can’t figure it out!” You exclaimed, flopping down on the bed.
Stephen kissed your forehead softly, “Well, why don’t we not think about it tonight? We have reservations.”
“I know we do. Happy birthday, honey.” You pulled him in for a kiss.
“You’ve wished me a happy birthday about a million times already today, darling. And we don’t exactly have time to start something here.”
“I wouldn’t dream of having you miss reservations at your favourite restaurant with your favourite people.” You told him, standing up and pulling your favourite dress out of the closet.
Stephen raised an eyebrow at you through the mirror. “Is it not just dinner with you and me?” You shook your head, chuckling at the incredulous look on his face. “Who else have you invited? Because you are my favourite person in the world, darling.”
“Christine and her husband, since I know they’re the only two coworkers at the hospital that you could stand. And also Tony Stark and Bruce Banner because I know you tolerate them now that you’re an Avenger.” At that moment, you got a text from Tony. “And Tony is bringing this kid that he’s essentially adopted, that's actually SpiderMan, apparently his name is Peter.”
“A kid? Really?” Stephen asked, uninterested.
You read the next message from Tony as it came in. “Apparently he’s 16 and goes to that highschool for super smart kids in Queens. Peter Parker.”
Stephen mused, quickly lost in thought now that you’d recaught his attention. “I wonder if there’s any relation to a nurse I used to work with at the hospital, May Parker.” He tied his tie shakily, throwing his hands in the air when he couldn’t do it like he used to.
“Oh, come here, honey. We have to get going anyway.” You said, swiping on some makeup, tying Stephen’s tie, and dragging him out the door.
The car ride was silent on the way to the restaurant, as it usually was when Stephen was in a slight mood regarding his hands, so you knew not to turn on the radio.
Getting out of the car, you were greeted by Christine, her husband, Bruce Banner, Natasha Romanoff, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, and Peter Parker. Obviously Tony or Pepper had dragged Peter out to get a new suit as his tie was crooked, which you quickly fixed after reassurance that it was okay that you did so.
You all sat down at a table in the back, Tony using his money to make sure that it was as private as possible and quickly started up a conversation. Which, conveniently, was Peter asking you about what you did for work. When you explained the predicament that you were in with dark energy, and that you were letting other scientists focus on dark matter, both Peter and Bruce immediately had ideas on how to establish its existence, which had you promising to bring them to the research room at the university one day next weekend and adding both their names to your next paper if they ended up helping with a discovery.
After all the space talk had died down (not without Tony chipping in more ideas, all of which you noted in your phone quickly so as to not forget them), Stephen’s least favourite topic came up, his car crash. “So, Stephen, how are your hands doing? You look good.” Christine asked.
“I- um, I still shake a lot, Y/N helps me with a lot of things, but I’m still very shaky, even with the magic.”
“Couldn’t you do what that one guy did that used his knowledge of magic to walk again, just with your hands?” Tony asked carefully.
Stephen shrugged, grasping your thigh under the table with his left hand. “I’ve never tried, but hands are so sensitive anyway that I don’t think it would be beneficial to.” You used your non-dominant hand to squeeze Stephen’s hand in reassurance.
Pepper was able to see what a sensitive topic this was for Stephen and immediately started up a new conversation. “So, Peter, what have you been learning in school?”
After dinner, the 9 of you stayed in the back of the restaurant talking, after you had paid, none of you really wanting to go home yet. Eventually Peter remembered that he had school in the morning and so Tony and Pepper left to drive him home. Natasha gave you her number with a promise to keep in touch, knowing what it’s like to be in a male-dominated profession and telling you that she would always be a listening ear if you needed one. She and Bruce left not long after with a promise of Bruce coming to the university next weekend to help you with your issue.
Christine and her husband left shortly after, with Christine apologizing to Stephen before she left for bringing up his hands after the accident. You and Stephen were the last to leave, slowly making your way to the car as Stephen was feeling you up.
“Oh, honey. Did you have a bit too much to drink?” You asked, wrapping one of your arms behind his back.
“No.” He mumbled, nuzzling into your neck. “I just love you. You take such good care of me, darling.”
You chuckled, helping him to the car a little faster. “Aw, honey, you really are drunk.” You unceremoniously dumped Stephen in the passenger seat, buckling him in and closing the car door behind him before going around to the other side of the car.
In the time it took you to walk around to the other side of the car, Stephen had turned on the radio, changed the station, and turned on the heated seat and steering wheel for you, knowing how cold you can get in the middle of November. “Love you so much darling, thank you so much for everything that you do for me.” Stephen said, looking at you with lovestruck eyes.
“I love you too.” You said, kissing his forehead softly before buckling yourself into the car and pulling out of the parking lot. “Now, let’s take you home, my drunk fiancé.”
“‘M not drunk.” He mumbled, starting to hum along to the song on the radio. “Can we fuck at home?”
“You are drunk, my love. That’s the only time you swear.” You parked the car in the special underground part of the Sanctum that nobody knows about, and practically carried Stephen upstairs to your bedroom. “Okay, let’s get you out of your nice fancy suit, okay honey?”
“Whatever you say my sweet, darling wife.” Stephen said, stripping out of his suit as quickly as possible and laying on top of the sheets naked.
You looked over at him fondly, watching as he waited for your next instruction. “You wanna sleep naked tonight, hun?” He nodded frantically, almost like an overtired toddler. “Alright sweetheart. Let me just get into some pajamas.”
“No!” Stephen exclaimed. “Want you to sleep naked too!”
You chuckled softly. “Okay, honey. Let me just take my makeup and jewelry off and get out of my dress, okay?”
“Okay.” He mumbled, rolling onto his side to watch you. Before getting undressed, you filled Stephen a glass of water and made him drink it down. You refilled it and put it on the nightstand, placing a bottle of Advil next to it so Stephen could take them in the morning.
Getting undressed, you looked at Stephen through the mirror again. “You know how much I love you, right, Stephen?”
“Of course I do, darling. Now c’mere.” He said, making grabby hands at you. You crawled in bed with him, dragging Stephen under the covers with you. You curled up against Stephen, resting your head on his chest and throwing one arm across his torso while he had one arm behind your back, keeping you close to him. “I know I don’t say it enough, my love, but I love you with every fiber of my being, and I’m so happy we’re going to spend the rest of our lives together.”
His voice rattled your head softly as he spoke, and you felt as though it was his soul speaking directly to yours. “I love you too, Stephen, so much so that I don’t even know how to put it into words.” You said, pulling him in for a kiss where you tried to tell him everything you couldn’t say. “Can we go to sleep now?” You asked softly after the two of you broke apart for air.
“I’m scared.” He whispered. “What if I have a nightmare again?”
“I’ll be right here to protect you and hum you back to sleep, okay?”
“Okay.” Stephen said softly. “But would you sing me to sleep first? It might help.” You started humming whichever song Stephen had played on the radio earlier, and whatever song came to mind afterwards, not stopping until a few minutes after you felt Stephen’s breathing even out.
You softly drew shapes on Stephen’s chest until you fell asleep. “I’ll always protect you, sweetheart. I love you.”
Summary: Reader wakes up a day late on a space ship and is trying to adjust with the help of Ryland. She has no idea that while she's figuring things out he's visiting the alien ship that she still hasn't seen yet.
Warnings: use of y/n, memory loss, technically lying, overreaction, stupidity, space stuff, I say reader’s eyes are hazel, lots of panicking.
Word count: 1.5k words
Sadie's Notes: So this might not be super accurate to the movie or the book. I’ve only seen the movie one time and I’ve been obsessed. I hope you enjoy this!
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"Eye movement detected."
(Y/N) groans, blinking a few times as she attempts to focus. She feels unfamiliar things attached to her. The sensations of wires and an IV, the smell of metal and burnt meat, and the brightness of everything make her gag slightly as she becomes more aware. more overwhelmed by her surroundings.
"What is 2 + 2"
She tries to move her head and look around, attempting to identify where she is. Discomfort rises as she’s struggling to make sense of her surroundings, realizing that everything is unfamiliar to her.
"Cognition assessment: What is 2+2?"
"Four," (Y/N) barely manages to get out. How did she know that? Her face contorts a little as she sees mechanical stuff and white padding. She hears something, but isn't sure what it is. Before she can think about it, the disembodied voice starts again.
"Correct. You have been in an induced coma. You may experience memory loss, difficulty speaking..."
The computer voice drifts as tears well up in her eyes. She can’t properly grasp what is happening, nor can she escape the feeling that she shouldn’t be there. Tears spill as she starts to sniffle, making an effort to sit up again.
"Body movement detected. For your own safety, please stay on the medical platform."
"Where am I? What is this?" She mumbled
"Please remember, muscle function has not yet been restored."
She tries to sit up again but fails, her arms barely moving. "Heeeyyy! Hey! Anyone!" (Y/N) calls out, her voice shaky. Frustrated, she removes the IV and whatever else she’s attached to as she pushes herself upright, finally sitting up properly.
Suddenly, the metallic clang of footsteps stops her. She doesn't like that she's naked now. She's scared, cold, and naked. She sees a jumpsuit hanging up and grabs it. It's yellow and blue, with patches on the sleeves and chest. She puts it on quickly.
"Thank god you're alive! This is—you're awake! I'm not alone!" She sees the man saying these words. She tilts her head, unsure of him.
"Your wake-up was delayed, I think by a day. I found you when I found the others, but- um- they were gone-and well- you looked fine, so I left you alone, figured Mary would wake you eventually— I'm Grace by the way- Ryland Grace." The man rambles.
"Your name is (L/N)—I think," he added. She looks up at him and nods a little and wipes her tears. She was still confused, but at least she wasn't alone. This Grace guy had short hair, wore glasses, a similar jumpsuit, and seemed nice enough.
“So it's just us here? Where is here? What do you mean, Mary? And gone?" She mumbled. Her speech was a little off, but maybe that was because it had been so long since she last spoke. It almost hurt, and her mouth felt dry.
"Right—sorry—We're in space. About 11 light-years from Earth. Mary is the ship's computer." He started explaining. Her eyes widened. She walked past him, searching for a window. She finally saw one and saw the sun. Grace followed.
"The other people who were with us they— they died in their comas on the way here. I held a funeral for them. I brought the jumpsuit from your suitcase thing— so you’d have something to wear when you woke up—"
"You're lying- that's a sun- the sun- why would I even be in space?" She looks at him, then looks to the window again. Grace sighs as he tries to think of the best way to get her to understand. "Mary, how far are we from Earth?" He says and (Y/N) furrows her eyebrows at him
"Earth is 11.9 light-years away from Tau Ceti."
(Y/N) shakes her head in clear denial, tears clouding her vision again. The hopelessness is eating away at her as fear floods back in. She doesn’t want to meet his gaze.
"Please—don’t—don’t cry, it’s okay," Grace says, his voice is softer as he tries to comfort her. His worry is etched into his face
A few hours pass in a blur of sobbing, frantic questions, and an absurd amount of math. Small pieces of her fear slowly fade away as she finds out more about their mission, but there’s still an ache deep down. Something in her missing the planet she previously called home. Another something is wondering why she ever left it.
Finally alone, she stares blankly at a screen displaying a celestial sphere map, her mind reeling from the weight of all the pieces she learned—a weak attempt to accept everything.
Grace had gone off somewhere to some other part of the ship. She wasn’t sure where. She sighs as she looks at her map. She remembers something about studying a different star system using something similar.
She figured she could look at a few telescope images and try to learn something useful, even if it’s only useful to her. She remembers the name of the star system she had studied, 40 Eridani. “Mary, can you show me telescope images of the 40 Eridani Star system on the telescope monitor?” She spoke softly as she moved to a different screen.
“The images are being displayed on screen 4.”
(Y/N) moves to that screen, looks at the images, and smiles as she remembers things from grad school, like being called Star as a nickname because she became a bit obsessed with the 40 Eridani star system. How could she not become obsessed with it? There were 3 stars. After grad school, she learned one of them had a possible semi-earth-like planet.
The Patrova line comes to mind, along with the mission they’re on to save Earth. She knows Ryland was trying to tell her about that, but she didn’t really get it. Now, she recalled everything better, which was progress. The Patrova line and the astrophage of it all.
She was happy, though, that she could remember what she loved the most: the cosmos. It was a lot easier to accept being in space if she thought more about how much she had always enjoyed studying it.
She gets broken out of her thoughts as she hears footsteps again. She smiles. a little. She doesn’t remember how she and Ryland knew each other yet, but she was happy to know he was there with her.
“Hey, how are you holding up?” Grace spoke softly as he looked at the monitor she was watching. “You’re using the telescope?”
(Y/N) nods as she looks at him. He was closer than she thought he was. She could smell a faint scent of something that seemed specific to him. She wasn't too sure what it was ,but she liked it. She saw some freckles she hadn't noticed before.
“Yeah—” she clears her throat as she looks away from him, back to the monitor. “Yeah, I remembered some things about grad school and studying astrophysics. Um—I was sort of obsessed with this star system. 40 Eridani,” she spoke softly, as she shows him the photos.
She hears him choke on air, and she looks at him and tilts her head. “What?”
“Nothing—It's just— I'll tell you when you’re better adjusted,” he tells her. “Tell me more about 40 Eridani.”
(Y/N) nods and seems content with that. She shows him a few images of the planet in that solar system. “So one of the stars ,40 Eridani A, has a planet. Most people think it's uninhabitable ,and it is. For humans. I think it could be habitable for something though. I think there is a way life could exist there. I wrote a paper on it when I was in Earth and studied it and the whole star system,” she tells him. Her smile shows as she fidgets with her hands.
She truly loves her work ,and Grace can see that. He takes notice of the way her cheeks flush, her grin that reaches her eyes, the small dimples she has, and the pretty hazel color of her eyes. He thinks it’s incredible she’s so smart and so in love with what she does.
“Which was the case until I was asked to be on the patrova task force for Stratt and helped send the rocket to get samples from the line by our sun,” she finishes explaining.
Grace nods as (Y/N) looks at her. He can’t help that he finds it incredibly cool that she was part of 2 space missions, even if she possibly didn’t go to space on the first one. He knew he was sort of known as a joke in his field before he went on this ship.
“I’m gonna be right back,” he tells her as he walks away, goes to the more biology-focused part of the lab, and turns on his computer. (Y/N) nods and looks at her monitor again. She figures he’s off to whatever part of the ship he was on before.
“I’m glad we’re together,” she spoke softly, as he’s about to leave the lab, without looking up from her screen.
She doesn’t see it, but Ryland nods and gives a small smile. “Me too,” He replied, simply, before going off again
Sadie notes: I hope you enjoyed. Feel free to correct anything I am always willing to fix any scientific mistakes or any timeline mistakes
Summary: Astrophysicist!reader who spent her whole professional life studying the star system 40 Eridani end up on a space ship to Tau Ceti to save earth with Ryland Grace only to meet an alien from the star system she’s studied.
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Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
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Baking on Erid
Drabbles/ideas
Pre-space expedition ideas
Messy! Astrophysicist! Reader
Rocky sees offspring
Sadie’s notes: I hope you enjoy this series! It’s my first one technically!
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Summary: Rocky and reader spend some time together before they head to Tau Ceti e. Rocky talks about his mate. Reader remembers something new.
Warnings: angst at the end, timeline inaccurate probably, fluff at first, use of (Y/N), science stuff. I switch some real lines to be reader’s lines. Rocky and reader do not pass the Bechtel test, Ryland and reader sing, I don’t know what else.
Word count: 4.4k
Sadie's notes: I hope you guys enjoy the extra long part. I am so sorry it’s getting posted so late. I spent all day editing and adding new things. I wanted to have more of Rocky and reader but I had to cut a lot of it. It was getting too long.
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There was a plan now to collect samples. They are going to get into Tau Ceti e’s orbit.
So now she and Rocky were waiting for Ryland to get up. He had gone to sleep after her. She was getting bored with checking systems and making sure the readings on Tau Ceti were within the range they had been the whole time.
She leaves the lab and goes down to the storage area. She automatically goes for her soft baggage and opens it. She takes out her photo album. She doesn’t open it yet.
She holds onto it, though, and goes back up to the lab and walks to the dorm room. “Do you wanna look at some pictures with me? I want to try to see if I can remember some more things.” She looks at Rocky and watches him get into his rolling around ball. She sits on the ground nearby and lets him get his little device ready.
“Rocky, help. Statement” Rocky gives his thumbs down gesture and (Y/N) nods.
She opens up the scrapbook. It looks a lot more decorated than the others. She had a feeling it might have been Eva Stratt’s doing. She remembers putting together things like this sometimes. She just doesn’t think she put this together. It seems more like someone else trying to make something she’d like.
“I think someone on earth made this for me,” She mumbled as her hand touched the stickers and then the photos. The first one was a photo of her and her Dad. She looks like she’s in her doctoral tam and gown. She also had a doctoral hood. It was all colored yellow because it was her school's colors and because her school used yellow for the sciences. She flips a few pages and sees one of her and Grace doing karaoke. She’s trying to read the lyrics that are behind them. They’re in the bar on the aircraft carrier.
“Star, Grace, friends. Question?” Rocky asks, pointing his machine at the photo.
“Yeah, we were friends. I didn’t meet him until we were working on the astrophage stuff together. We got really close, I guess. I, Grace, and the person in charge of the program were sort of all close. It was different for Grace and me. We would spend time together outside of working on the project. This photo is of us singing a cover.” She spoke softly as she remembered it.
“Grace, Star, sing for Rocky later. Question?”
(Y/N) nods and flips through a few more photos, but her mind lingers on the Karaoke memory.
here was a lot that had been going on, and after finishing up early for the day together, the pair walked from their labs to where the aircraft carrier was docked. The rocket and the mission team would be going out to space soon. There would be a party in a few days, but the Karaoke machine was already set up, and they had lost a bet to Eva Stratt, so they were testing it out for her.
(Y/N) had done a few musicals in college and did karaoke with her friends all the time. Ryland was the one who thought of this as a punishment.
“I was thinking we could do ‘Somethin’ Stupid’ by Frank Sinatra and Nancy Sinatra . I texted Eva about it. She said she would find it.” (Y/N) spoke softly as they walked into the bar, and she took off her coat and hung it over a chair. “You know the song, right?” She looked at him.
“Yea— Yeah— Yes! I know the words. I would have thought you’d choose something more modern.” He smiles a little, and she can see the flush on his cheeks.
She finds it endearing that he seems to always blush a little when she catches him off guard or when she gets his attention away from whatever distracts him.
“I’m just full of surprises today, I guess.” She shrugged and walked over to where the machine had been left. She sets it and moves things around so there’s an open “stage” area.
Eva was a little late, but she knows there are more important things Stratt does.
“Okay, I have the song. Just tell me when you’re ready,” (Y/N) hears Eva and nods.
She finishes connecting everything, and Stratt helps her.
Once it’s all done, she pulls Ryland over. The song starts, and she shares the microphone with him. “I know I stand in line until you think you have the time to spend an evening with me, and if we go some place to dance, I know that there's a chance you won't be leaving with me.”
They sing together. The song is slow and easy for them both. The way their voices mix is as if they were meant to sing this song together.
She knows Ryland isn’t much of a singer, but she likes the way he’s a little flustered and talk-singing.
“Then afterwards, we drop into a quiet little place and have a drink or two,” She harmonizes with him. “And then I go and spoil it all by saying somethin' stupid like, ‘I love you’.” They look at each other, and the emotion is clear. Ryland notices the way she’s putting up a wall. her eyes not completely meeting his.
“I can see it in your eyes that you despise the same old lies you heard the night before, and though it's just a line to you, for me it's true and never seemed so right before.” They sing it together, but the way Ryland is looking at her, it feels more like he’s saying it to her.
Stratt had now found a second microphone, connected it to the system, and given it to Ryland.
Suddenly (Y/N) feels like this was Stratt’s plan all along. She chose this song because she had heard it a lot recently and it was stuck in her head. She realized Stratt played it a lot when they were together.
“I practice every day to find some clever lines to say to make the meaning come true, then I think I'll wait until the evening gets late and I'm alone with you.” (Y/N) leads the harmony a little on this part only because it’s her favorite part.
She can see how Ryland is looking at her. She knows better than to guard herself, but she does anyway. She moves back from him as they sing together.
“The time is right, your perfume fills my head, the stars get red, and, oh, the night's so blue, and then I go and spoil it all by saying somethin' stupid like, ‘I love you’.” She sighs, gives Stratt a look, and Stratt waves her to go closer to Ryland. She shakes her head and goes back to standing closer to him.
“The time is right, your perfume fills my head, the stars get red, and, oh, the night's so blue, and then I go and spoil it all by saying somethin' stupid like, ‘I love you’.” She looks at him, and he looks at her. She immediately realizes she can’t really hide anymore.
“I love you,” They sing at the same time and step a little closer together. “I love you” (Y/N) looks up at him as the music goes between their words. “I love you,” she isn’t hiding anymore. “I love you,” They finish the song. The music ends. They’re still looking at each other.
The moment is broken by Eva Stratt clapping and walking over. “That was good. I’m glad I won the bet,” She tells them and takes the microphones.
(Y/N) nods and clears her throat as she looks away from Ryland and looks at Stratt.
“Thank you,” She mumbles as she looks down. Her cheeks felt warm, and they probably had been flushed since she and Ryland made eye contact. “I will see you both tomorrow,” Stratt says as she leaves. They're left alone, looking away from each other, both blushing
They had laid in a course for Tau Ceti e. (Y/N) and Grace was now showing Rocky things about Earth. They had shown him the beach, surfing, and trees, and had sung a song with him. They showed him New York City, and now they were on the beach again. It was nice and foggy. It seemed like it was the time in the morning when everything looked gray.
“I miss the fog.” Grace sighs.
“I miss the beach and my dad, I guess,” (Y/N) spoke softly.
“What about you, Rock? What do you miss most about home?”
“Hm. My mate.” Rocky says, and (Y/N) smiles a little and giggles.
“Wait, what? You got a mate?” Grace smiles and gives an incredulous look as he turns to look at Rocky
“Yes?”
“I mean, not that you—I mean, I’m su—I’m…what’s their name?” He smiled.
“I’m sure they miss you too,” (Y/N) mumbled.
“Name is ♪ ♫♩♫♩♬♪♬♩♪♩♪♫♬,” Rocky tells them, and does some movements that seem to be part of the name.
“It’s beautiful.”
“Grace has mate, question?” Rocky looks between them.
(Y/N) looks at Grace and then looks away. She wonders if he remembers the duet. She mentally shakes it off.
“No. I mean, I did. …But she thought I had my head in the clouds, and I didn’t really want to live in the real world. She was right. …Anyway, now she’s with Mark, and well, I started to have a thing for someone else,” Grace spoke softly
“Rocky hate Mark.” Rocky chirps. Then Rocky, being blunt as ever, said, “Star have mate question? or just have Grace?”
(Y/N) chuckles and shakes her head a little. “When I was younger, I sort of had a relationship, but she didn’t like how focused on my education I was. She said I spent more time on astrophysics and with the universe than I did with her. I don’t know if I’d call Grace my mate, but we are something, I guess you could say.” She shrugged and looked at Rocky and then looked at Ryland before looking down and picking at her fingernails a little bit.
“Star Grace seem as close as Rocky and ♪ ♫♩♫♩♬♪♬—” Grace clears his throat to interrupt Rocky. “We forgot our memories together, though, Rocky. We both have a lot of getting used to each other to do. It’ll take a lot more of us becoming closer or remembering things, and we might not want that.” (Y/N) spoke softly.
“Maybe that’s enough about us, you have a mate. How long you been together?” Grace subtly changes the subject.
“186.3 years,” Rocky tells them both.
“It’s like the honeymoon phase,” Grace said very nonchalantly. (Y/N) laughed harder than she meant to.
“No understand.” Rocky trills.
“That’s a joke, Rock, it’s a long time, you’ve been together a long time.” Grace chuckles and glances at (Y/N).
Rocky chitters and chirps a few times.
“Is not enough,” The computer translates.
They still had a day left until they got to Tau Ceti e. Rocky was watching Ryland sleep. (Y/N) had woken up far sooner than she should have. It seemed like this was the routine for her and Rocky.
“Rocky not understand humans. Humans close and will be only ones that understand mission after. Why not mates, question?” Rocky says randomly while (Y/N) is showing him more pictures.
“I don’t know. I think it’s a me problem. I want to be, I think. That’s what I wanted to be on earth. We worked so closely. He was my person on earth. The only photos in here that he isn’t in are from before I met him. I think I used to be a lot more closed off with how I felt about people and letting them know. I didn’t want to get hurt. Grace is also too good for me,” She explained. She made sure to only give her own reasons because she couldn’t speak for Grace.
“Sharing feelings not hard. Grace seems always interested in Star. Star, just be honest, and Grace be happy,” Rocky says simply.
“I guess that’s true.” She nodded. “You’re a good friend, Rocky,” she mumbled and closed her scrapbook.
“Rocky Star best friends like Rocky and Grace,” He says and gives his thumbs down.
(Y/N) chuckles and shakes her head.
They had collected samples from the Petrova line between Tau Ceti and Adrien (Tau Ceti e). Grace was looking at them right now, and (Y/N) was over his shoulder. She watches him prep it for the microscope. She watches him look into it
“Oh my god.”
“What happened?! What are you seeing?!”
“What? What Grace see? What Grace see, question?” Rocky chirps at the same time.
“Life,” Grace says.
“What? Let me see.” She pushes him away and looks in the microscope, and she doesn’t really believe what she’s seeing. “There’s everything here.”
“It’s not just Astrophage, it’s bacteria, it’s protozoa,” Grace tells Rocky.
“Is like cells, on Erid,” Rocky chirrups
“And on Earth,” Grace says, and (Y/N) lets him have the microscope back so he can look at it again.
“What this mean, question?”
“Well...if there’s a whole active biosphere in the Petrova line, it stands to reason that there’s a whole active biosphere on Adrian, which means...there’s life on Adrian,” Grace says as he pulls away from the microscope and puts his hands on his hips.
(Y/N) looks at Rocky, and her eyes go wide, and she and Rocky squeal together a little.
“Oh! Grace! Grace!” Rocky says, knowing he has to tell Grace what him and (Y/N) already know.
“Yeah?” He looks at Rocky.
“Life! Life is reason! Life is reason!” He says quickly, as if trying to find the right words, but too excited.
“Yeah. You said it, buddy.” Grace says, and (Y/N) sighs, annoyed, rubs a hand over her face, and tries not to chuckle at the stupidity of Ryland in the moment. with Rocky going “no,no,no,no” in the background to whatever existentialism is going on in Ryland’s head. She tries not to chuckle.
“No, Ry, he means—” She’s cut off by Rocky.
“No understand, no understand! Grace, Grace, Grace!” he says and moves, and Grace and (Y/N) move with him.
“Use your words, life’s the reason for what?” Grace looks at them both. Which brings up a memory for (Y/N) that makes her cheeks feel warm.
“Grace! Life is reason!” Rocky says again. (Y/N) shakes off the memory and gets focused again.
“Use your—life’s the reason for what?” Grace says again. Rocky groans and is getting frustrated, and it seems like they’re having their own argument, and (Y/N) can see that Rocky wants to be the one to tell Ryland.
“Life is reason! Life is reason!” He says again, like saying it more will get Ryland to understand.
“Wh—life is reason what?”
“Life on Adrian is reason Astrophage imbalance. Life on Adrian makes Astrophage die!” Rocky says
“Like a predator,” Ryland says, and (Y/N) chuckles a little. “Finally,” She mumbled and smiled at Ryland.
“Yes,” Rocky says. “Which keeps the population stable,” (Y/N) added and gave Ryland a pointed look. If he doesn’t get it, she thinks she might scream.
“Life is reason star not die…why didn’t you just say that?!” Grace looks at them both and (Y/N) groans and shakes her head.
They were recording a message for Earth about the plan. Rocky always seemed excited for those. He was going to show his chain and predator collector. They’d all worked on their parts of the mission. (Y/N) was going to try to keep the ship steady while Ryland collected the sample collector. She was probably worse at piloting than him.
“Rocky has built predator collector, Rocky chain spooled and ready, Grace pilot training, not as good. What think, Earth?” Rocky says, and (Y/N) chuckles. “Hello?”
“They can’t hear you, pal,” Grace tells him.
“What?” He looks at Grace.
“We’re not actually talking to Earth, Earth’s too far away. You know, we just record these messages, and we tell them what we’ve learned, and then when we’re done, we’ll send them all back in a probe.” He explains, and (Y/N) bites her lip as she realizes what he said that will definitely make Rocky realize the truth that neither of them wanted to tell him.
“Why not you tell them yourself when you return home, question?” Rocky looks at them both, and his chirps seem sad. She watches Ryland turn off the camera, and she walks over closer to them.
“This is a one-way trip for us.” (Y/N) sighs and looks down. She feels awful that they lied to him.
“What?”
“Yeah…this is a one-way ticket for us, pal. We had enough Astrophage to get here, but not enough to get back.” He tells Rocky and gets up to put the camera away, and (Y/N) sits with Rocky.
“So what happens Grace, question? and Star?” Rocky looks at them
“Oh, I—We got enough food here to last me at least a couple years, maybe a couple more if I stretch it out?” Grace tells him.
(Y/N) doesn’t like this at all. She hates that they lied to him.
“So, Grace Star die, question?”
“Yeah, once—once we’re done, we’re…We’re gonna die.” Ryland gestures to himself and (Y/N)
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“It slipped my mind.” He shrugs. “I forgot,” (Y/N) says at the same time.
“No. Grace say Grace and star go home.” Rocky stomps his claw.
Rocky was upset with them after that.
Grace explains that the two of them had made peace with what their outcome would be and this was true.
Rocky calls them Brave. She watches Ryland call it stupid and then put it into the computer.
Then Rocky offered them fuel. (Y/N) hugged him immediately and Grace did too. “ Woah, woah, woah, w-what? What’s happening?” Rocky seems to shrink in his ball. “A hug,” the humans say at the same time.
“ Oh! Mm”
“It’s uh, usually not something one does by themselves,” Ryland tells him. “ Oh. I-I—wait, I do same?” Rocky says. (Y/N) chuckles and nods. It seemed so silly. “Would you just get in here?”
Rocky pushes himself up so he's between them. “How do you know when the hug is done?” Rocky goes between the two of them. “You just feel it,” Ryland tells him. “Oh. Are you feeling it now?”
Grace gives a small laugh. “Nope”
Rocky chirps, “Oh, o-okay, yeah.”
They were moving the ship in now, and Grace was piloting. “Manual mode activated.”
Rocky chirps. “Go,” Grace says as he starts to steer the ship closer into the atmosphere of the planet.
(Y/N) doesn’t love it, but she watches and holds onto her seatbelt.
“It’s not half-bad.” Grace chuckles. “ Is full good,” Rocky says.
“Time go fishing, question?”Rocky looks at them both. “It’s now or never,” Ryland tells him.
Rocky nods and watches them both press buttons that would release the sample collector. “Three thousand meters.” Rocky said when it had gone all the way. “Three thousand,” Ryland repeats.
“Probe signal good,” Rocky says. Ryland gets up and (Y/N) takes his seat as quickly as possible. “Now comes the fun part,” Grace says, and (Y/N) lets out a nervous laugh. She didn’t like this at all. “Grace, go out on hull to retrieve collector? No fun at all.” Rocky says.
“It’s a joke,” Ryland shakes his head and chuckles. He doesn’t seem excited either. “Oh, humor. Confusing.”
What happens next is a sort of blur. Rocky watches what Grace is doing, and he’s saying a lot of things. She keeps her focus on trying to keep the ship steady. She didn’t even like it when her dad would take her on his plane as a kid. This was much worse. She can’t watch what’s happening because she’s afraid of him falling off the ship.
She tries to keep her cool and make sure she’s checking everything she can. She presses buttons when she needs to. She knows Rocky can talk to Ryland for her. She hears them talking, but none of it is registering. She feels like her hands are sweating, and she’s trying not to think of worst-case scenarios.
Once Ryland is back on the ship, they switch back, and she tries to not still look scared out of her mind because she is. They’re going up because she had gotten them too low, and the gravity was messing up the ship. She can’t listen to what they’re saying.
Then the engines cut, and they start dropping, and she immediately tries to press the buttons to release the broken fuel compartments. She’s hearing them talking; they start spinning too fast, and the lights are flashing.
She hits her head, but she’s still awake. the pressure is too much.
She sees Ryland’s blood. Her body is stuck, and she’s screaming and crying. She doesn’t know what else to do, she can’t reach the lever to get the centrifuge to work.
She can hear Rocky screeching as well. Everything seems to be moving so slowly. She sees Rocky break out of his ball, and she screams. Once he flips the switch, everything returns to regular gravity. This aren’t going so slowly anymore. She helps Rocky get grace to the medical bay and then gets Rocky to his bed ball. She puts heat on him.
They’re in orbit now. Everything seems like it has stopped. Ryland is safe. Rocky is safe even if both of them are injured.
(Y/N) starts to feel dizzy. Her breathing feels hard to do, and she passes out. on the floor in the bedroom.
It was loud now, and she was walking with Ryland, Stratt, Yao, Ilyukhina, and a few other people. They were talking about the explosion that had just happened. The two astronauts who died because of it.
“One nanogram of Astrophage just isn’t enough to blow up a building,” Ryland says. “There’s no way that should have happened with so little” (Y/N) mumbled.
“The quartermaster gave him one milligram by mistake.” The scientist who was there. (Y/N) was incredibly confused. How does that happen?
“That’s...a million times the heat energy that they’re prepared for,” Ryland says, and it’s clear from the way his brow is furrowed, and she can see his jaw clench.
“A measuring mistake killed my entire science team?” Yao was also clearly angry as well. “Doesn’t matter. We have to launch.” Stratt says
They’re in a conference room now. They all sit down, and (Y/N) sighs. “If we miss the orbital window, it’ll set us back months. We can’t miss it.” She mumbled.
“Yeah, but if there’s no one trained to do the mission, it won’t matter.” Ryland looks at her, confused, and she looks back at him and then at Stratt.
Stratt sighs as she sits down. “ Casualty projections go up exponentially if we delay. We launch on schedule with the replacement science officers,” She says, and (Y/N) was confused because there wasn’t going to be anyone who could go.
“Okay, but…who? I mean, that… “ Ryland sees them all looking at him and (Y/N). Ryland moves his glasses to hang on his chin.
“What? I’m not- I’m a scientist. This isn’t-” She chuckles, fear starting to bubble in her chest.
“I’m not an astronaut,” Ryland says as he looks at all of them. (Y/N) looks directly at Stratt. “I don’t need astronauts. I need an expert in Astrophage and an expert in relativity, engineering, and stellar physics who are mission-ready.
“I’m not ready. I don’t have any training.” Ryland looks at her, confused.
“Neither of us does. Need I remind you, I am afraid of going to space?” She furrows her eyebrows.
“You’ll pick it up, and it won’t be scary. You won't be alone,” Ilyukhina smiles at them both. (Y/N) knows she’s trying to ease them at the surprise of it all.
“I’m not an astronaut. I put the “not” in astronaut! I’ve never done anything, I’ve never done a spacewa—I can’t even moonwalk! I haven’t done the whole—the pool thing?” Grace is slapping his hands on the table for emphasis, looking around the room, and making hand gestures while he talks.
“No, no, no, this is just we do for picture, for social media,” Ilyukhina spoke quickly.
“I haven’t ever been on a spaceship. I even hate flying on planes, I hate heights,” Sadie groans, and she tries not to let her fear show too much.”I am a coward.”
“I’m not heroic in any way. I get sick on the—on the elevator.” Ryland says, and (Y/N) can see the fear in his eyes. She has a similar fear in her own.
“Oh, perfect, there’s no elevator on the ship,” Yao jokes to ease the tension and the very obviously fearful scientists.
“We cannot do this,” Ryland says, pointing between himself and (Y/N).
“You both are smart. You’ll figure it out,” Stratt says, like it’s no big deal, like it’s the same as leaving your house and never going back.
“This...might be very hard for you to understand, but some people are failures! Some people don’t rise to the challenge.” Ryland says and talks with his hands.
“You’ve been present for every major scientific or strategic meeting we’ve had on the mission,” Stratt says matter-of-factly, as if having been there for everything means they’ll be good in space.
“You’re missing out on an important part of the mission, which is the suicide part,” Grace says, and (Y/N) nodded.
“I’m not going on a trip I’ll never come back from.” She knows it’s probably useless to fight back. “(L/N), Grace, you’d be in very cool company,” Ilyukhina added.
“If you don’t go, you die anyway,” Stratt says. “Yeah, but I die—we die in thirty years, with—” He’s cut off. “’with the rest of us’?” Stratt sighs. She wants this to be easier for them.
“You have no immediate family, you don’t even have a dog,” She says to Grace. “And you have a parent who will die if you don’t go, and he will more than likely be one of the first to die because of his health. Other than that, you have nothing tying you down. You love the universe more than you fear it. That should be why you go.“ Stratt says to her.
“So, just so I’m clear...you’re asking me, right now, to…give up my life?” Grace argues he’s tearing up, and she can tell he’s going to start sniffling. (Y/N) rubs her face and then her eyes and holds her hands over her nose and mouth to take a deep breath before looking at everyone again.
“I am. We all are,” Stratt says to them. “Can we think about this?” He looks at her. Then his eyes move to (Y/N).
“You have three hours,” Stratt says and gets up. Everyone else leaves.
(Y/N) puts her head down. She can feel hot tears stinging her eyes.
Sadie's notes: please let me know what you think of this part!
This isn’t happening until way later in the fic but like the idea of astrophysicist! Reader on erid and getting pregnant possibly and they only find out because of Rocky’s echolocation. Like she’s been kind of sick and wanting things from earth that she can’t have and they didn’t think anything of it. Like sure they’d done things a few times what not but they didn’t really think about it. They were just being a couple and being all domestic in their little biodome. Then Rocky comes to visit after a few weeks of not visiting, because of who knows what, to hang out and gets all excited because for one he can hear two heart beats or something
“AMAZE! HUMAN FRIENDS HAVE OFFSPRING!”
And Ryland and Reader look at him like he’s crazy and then look at each other then go to another room to talk about it and then Ryland gets all scientific about it
“You have been throwing up- and- and you had those cravings- oh and well- “ his face turns red and reader freezes from the shock at the idea she’s not on earth.
Happy ending and what not that I can’t think of right now
This thought came to me because I remembered something about some animals that echolocate like dolphins can tell when you’re pregnant or something.
ngl i keep thinking about the small baking memory you wrote in your series. so, can i request a one-shot of the reader and Ryland either baking before being shot up to space or even when they settle down in Erid, becoming a cute domestic couple?
Baked goods and translation issues
Pairing: Ryland Grace x Astrophysicist!Reader
warnings: scientifically inaccurate, they magically had all the means to have Eridians grow crops of food they could eat because I said so, I try to explain it but I don't think I did a great job, They also magically have appliances, affection, use of (Y/N), fluff, not proofread
Sadie's notes:Thank you for the request! I hope you enjoy this very fluffy piece! It was almost a lot longer with mostly just me describing every individual thing but I cut down and here we are! Anyway, I hope enjoy them baking on Erid.
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It was bright out in the biodome. The Eridians had made it sunny and warm, and the water was a nice temperature. She had gone out there already just to let the water run over her feet. She did that most mornings since they’d been in the biodome.
She always woke up too early, so she’d go outside for a while before Ryland woke up. This morning had been no different. She was inside the house now, and she went into the kitchen.
She goes for the cabinet, reaching for an Erlenmeyer flask and some measuring spoons. They didn’t have much. Whatever extra food they had was taken by the Eridians to be replicated so they would have more.
She knows they have water and replacements for eggs. They’d recently replicated flour, chocolate, and a few other things. She wanted to make brownies, and she had ingredients that were close enough. She wasn't sure how the Eridians did it, but she was sure it was because of some of the preserved ingredients they had on the ship.
She doesn't really know why they were given that stuff because the ship didn't have a kitchen, just a microwave and a water recycling system.
She figured Stratt must have given them those things so she could do something simple like make mug cakes on the ship. Now they had milled flour stored in mylar bags from the ship, wheat berries that could grow in their own bio dome, cocoa plants stored in mylar, and a few other seeds stored frozen.
It was reasonable for her to think that maybe Stratt was just giving them everything she could on the ship.
"G'morning," she heard Ryland say as she was grabbing things from the cabinets. It breaks her out of her thoughts.
"Morning," she mumbled as she turned to look at him. They had a pretty good kitchen, which took a lot of trial and error with help from Rocky. She had to help him with how to make one.
It took them a long time to get things to where they are now. Their home was almost like one they would have had on Earth.
She felt Ryland’s arms wrap around her waist from behind, his chest pressing against her back as he placed his head on her shoulder. His face buries into her neck. She knows he’s still a bit groggy. The sun was just coming up; it was much earlier than he’d usually wake up.
“You gonna bake something?” He mumbled against her neck and gently let his lips press against her skin. just one little kiss as his eye closed.
She could tell he wasn’t ready to be up yet.
“I was going to make brownies. Do you want to help?” She smiles softly as she looks at the ingredients and tools she has scattered on the table. “I figured we could have a picnic,” She mumbled as she leaned back into him.
This was sort of the routine when he didn’t have to teach the “pebbles”. They’d spend the day with each other. She wasn’t working with Rocky and other Eridian engineers and scientists to send a probe to Earth to give them some information about Erid and send a message.
“That sounds like a good plan, Honey.” He nods and kisses her cheek before pulling away and grabbing the recipe book from the shelf in the connected living room.
(Y/N) takes it and finds her brownie recipe. “I’ll do dry, you do wet,” She tells him as she grabs the aprons. She tosses him one before putting on her own.
“On it,” Ryland nods, and grabs the egg replacement, olive oil, vanilla extract, and water.
(Y/N) grabs both granulated sugar and powdered sugar, flour, cocoa powder, and chocolate chips, and salt. She measures everything out and puts it in a bowl. She checks her recipe for every measurement, even though she’s sure she could do it with her eyes closed by now.
She cleans all her measuring beakers and measuring spoons after each use.
Ryland uses them and rinses them out, too. “You think Rocky will bring Adrien when he comes later?”
Once they have everything mixed in their individual bowls, (Y/N) carefully uses a larger spoon to add the dry mixture to the wet mixture. Ryland whisks as she adds the dry ingredients. “Rocky’s coming today? I thought that was tomorrow—” She mumbled.
It already smells delicious thanks to the vanilla and cocoa powder.
“Not until later. It probably won’t be until later when we’re having the picnic. I think he said some of the fruit that they planted is ripe. He’s gonna bring some for us,” He tells her as he grabs all the dishes that hadn’t been cleaned yet.
Once all the dry and wet ingredients are mixed together, (Y/N) takes over, using a rubber spatula to fold the batter. “I wanted to double-check our computer for eridian translations. I still feel like it takes me a bit too long to pick up on what Rocky says, unless math is involved, and I wanted to brush up so I could get better at understanding him when he does come.” She mumbled softly.
Ryland finishes the dishes and grabs a baking pan. He butters the pan and puts parchment paper to line it. He also sets the oven for her. “Sweetheart, you lost track of the days. It happens when you have a routine.” He shrugs and kisses her her forehead. “We should probably use the calendar more often now, though.” He added with a small chuckle.
When she’s done with the batter, she pours it into the baking pan and waits for the oven to reach temperature before putting the pan in.
She dusts her hands after closing the oven and looks at Ryland.
“I guess that’s true. I just feel bad I haven’t picked up on Eridian as quickly as you have, or as quickly as Rocky picks up on English.” She sighs, and he nods.
“I’m sure Rocky gets it, and we can always keep using the computer for the simple stuff.” He reassures her.
“Yeah, I guess we all can’t be cosmically soul-bonded to an alien like you and Rocky,” She jokes and starts a timer for the brownies. “Ooo, and if he brings fruit, maybe I can make some pies or something,” She smiles softly.
Ryland smiles as he listens to her. He can tell she’ll be happy to see Rocky anyway, even if she isn’t fluent in the Eridian language yet.
“Pie sounds good. It depends on what he brings” He spoke softly and (Y/N) nodded.
He smiles as she starts to go off on a tangent about how much she misses making pies and baked goods with fillings.
In that moment, he feels content and at home just being with her.
Sadie’s notes: I hope you enjoyed this and please send me more requests!
