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The Stonewall Inn
EXPECTATIONS
$LAYYYTER
todays bird
Claire Keane
occasionally subtle

oozey mess

tannertan36
YOU ARE THE REASON
Xuebing Du
Noah Kahan

roma★
hello vonnie

Product Placement
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Doug Jones

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@animelove-234
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It has been a horrible month for me. I never thought I could hate hospitals so much. The Mykonos song I posted before it was a comfort song and gave me some ideas for a Bloodymary fanfic. A pallet cleanser from all the angst that Bloodymary has to offer; about two lovers working for a trip to Mykonos, that beautiful land of Greece, but before that they got to understand a few things, decided some dates and compromise. It is a working process but this could help me as moment for myself away from all the chaos that’s happening in my home.
This would be my first fanfic. I had some unfinished stories in my Ao3 and I’m not a big Ao3 reader. I just think this could be a good idea. 🤷♀️ maybe you can join me.
-H
Guys!
Mykonos by Fleet Foxes, it’s so Bloodymary coded, set for delicious angst edit.
Ambush hunters
Part 3 of the comic
||Part 2 ||
Life of conversation: the fundamentals of attraction.
Rocky: does Grace like radio Simon, question.
Grace: you can say Simon. He does not live inside the radio.
Rocky: Your not answering question.
Grace: well, I like to think he is nice. I do like him, yeah.
Rocky: I see. Does Grace want Simon as human mate.
Grace: wow! Okay! Where is all this coming from?
Rocky: Grace spending hours talking to Simon. Grace looks happy when talking to Simon. Grace blushes when Simon-
Grace: I get the picture Rocky. Thanks and it is not like that. I don’t even know how he looks like.
Rocky: Do humans need to see their mates to determine if their are suitable for mating?
Grace: stop saying mating and no, we don’t only need to see. They are layers, standards, not just in the romantic sense but also friendship.
Rocky: Rocky loved Adrian the moment he saw her.
Grace: well, that’s called love at first sight. Some humans, including me, don’t really are wired that way.
Rocky: then, what are the fundamentals of attraction for Grace.
(Silence)
Grace: …I don’t know, man. I haven’t dated anyone in a long time. I guess kindness it’s a big part of it, patience, willingness, respect, bit of passion, and tad of romance. It really depends on the person.
Rocky: has Simon met your fundamentals?
Grace: you still on about that?
(Pause)
Grace: yeah, I guess, he does.
Grace
Cw nudity
Inspired by the art of Ivan Pokidyshev
Simon in Grace’s quilt <3
Life of conversation #3: muscles?
Grace: can you tell me how you look like?
Simon: pardon?
Grace: not in a weird way. We only talk through this little radio. I just want to visualize who..I am…speaking to? You know what that sounded more weird. Never mind.
(Silence)
Simon: I’m not really that tall, dark hair, dark brown eyes, malnourished probably. Not that it matters now.
Grace: you got muscles?
Simon: what?
Grace: no, I mean. I got muscles when I woke up on the ship. You said your were a ex convict so I thought you might look beat up and huge. Not that it wrong to be huge- I’m just gonna shut up.
Simon: ex? I’m still a convict. My freedom wasn’t granted…. It was never going to be granted.
(Silence)
Grace: I’m blond, blue eyes, pretty tall I remember someone said to me. Ate too much ramen to be malnourished.
Simon: muscles?
Grace: *chuckles* wouldn’t you like to know~
Simon: . . .
Grace: I… don’t know where that came from.
*line ends*
Yeahhhh he’s not getting up anytime soon
Life of conversation #2: “the connection”
*line connecting*
Grace: where are you connecting, Mary?
Hail Mary’s Ship: Line connecting….
Grace: don’t tell me is there is yet another ship in space…
Rocky: No other ship. Than Rocky’s ship, statement.
Hail Mary’s Ship: line connecting.
Grace: to where, Mary!? Use your words!
Rocky: Grace sleep deprived. Grace needs sleep, thinks ship can talk.
Grace: quiet, Rocky.
Hail Mary’s Ship: Connection successful.
(Silence)
Grace: I -uh…Hello?
(Silence)
Grace: it’s broken. Rocky it’s broken. There is no one in the other-
Radio: Hello?
(Beat)
Rocky: human inside radio, question.
Grace: y-yeah, Mary. Human inside radio, question?
Radio: H-Hello? Ava? Oh please Ava, get me out of here. You said you’d get me out…
Grace: I-I’m not..Ava. W-who are you. Where are you? What is happening?
Radio: who is this?
Grace: I’m Grace.
Rocky: My name is Rocky.
Radio: are you stuck down here as well? Or am I hallucinating again? Oh god..oh god…oh god.
Grace: down where? No, hey, hey, hey, buddy. It’s okay. We can help. Tell me your coordinates and I fly to you.
Radio: fly? What are you talking about. We are inside of a deep, no way out, fucking blood sea. What do you mean “fly” me out! I bet you’re not even real.
Grace:Now, I don’t know what you are talking about. Okay, man, listen: Tell me your name.
(Silence)
Grace: hello? Did I lost— *bang, bang* hello?
Radio: Simon.
Grace: oh thank god. Hey, Simon…Ryland. Ryland Grace. We have lots to discuss it seems.
(You guys seem to be liking these scripts. I wish I could have known so I didn’t post the end and actually constructed a story. Oh well. It feels like that my English major is put into good use. Thank you. I’m H, btw)
Line of conversation #1
*Line connected*
Simon: I can hear you scribbling from here.
Grace: Christmas Eve! Sorry, was that annoying?
Simon: no, no. It nice. I kind of forgot how pen on paper sounded like. Squeaky.
Grace: *laughs* that’s because it marker on board.
Simon:… yeah, that makes more sense.
Grace: now I can hear your scribbling.
Simon: pen on paper.
Grace: beautiful writing.
*Line end* 
How do you sleep at night?
For some strange reason, maybe fate. Grace’s ship connected to Simon’s submarine. A path for communication was open, and a new friendship was established. It was nice to have another voice filled the ship, a voice that didn’t need translation, or the questioning if it was even real. It had been years. Attachments were made.
But there was a world to safe.
Grace: Simon.
Simon: yeah?
Grace: Rocky and I have been working on why the Astrophage wasn’t consuming Tau Ceti.
Simon: you told me about this. It was before we connected. I thought it was a dead end.
Grace: it was…for a time. Until Rocky had the great conclusion that “life is reason”
Simon: What’s that mean?
Grace: it means that there is life in Tau Ceti, that life is what is killing the astrophage protecting the star.
Simon: wow.
Grace: I know. Any luck finding your way out?
Simon: no. Keep hitting dead ends, going in circles.
Grace: I’m sure you’ll find your way out. You got that brave gene. I admire that about you.
Simon: you sound like your saying goodbye…
Grace:….
Simon: Ryland?
Grace: *Sigh* simon, me and Rocky have to go closer to Tau Ceti.
Simon: ….That’s four years from here.
Grace: I know.
Simon: and you’ll be gone and the connection will be broken. We don’t know if it can work again. You can’t-
Grace: Simon.
Simon: you can’t leave me. they abandone me. They abandon you. Us. And now you are saying that you are leaving me for star?
Grace: Simon, this is bigger than-
Simon: WHY DOES EVERYONE KEEP SAYING THAT! we are only human. They can’t put the weight of the world on human beings. They-
Grace: we can replicate this process. Make our own predators to protect the sun, the starts! The world! My world! I am sorry but-
Grace:… *Takes a deep breath* I understand that this isn’t fair. Believe me I love hearing your voice in my ship. The company has been delightful and it kept me from losing my mind but this…what me and Rocky found could be the answer to save the world…
Simon:… would you be okay?
Grace: we have a solid plan. I think we should be fine. We are going fishing.
Simon: fishing?
Grace: long story.
Grace:…simon?
Simon:….
Grace:… Thank you.
*Line dies*