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Hello! Im Aurora (30 cis F, she/her/they), I have several fandoms and sometimes I write fanfic drabbles. Asks and submissions are always open. Drabbles can be safely reblogged. The fandom list will grow as time moves on.

• Naruto

• Myst series

• Star Wars

• Lackadaisy

• Stray

• Stargate

• Dredge

• Subnautica / below zero

• The Stanley Parable: Ultra Deluxe

• Princess Bride

#naruto #star wars #lackadaisy #stray #stargate #dredge #subnautica #subnautica below zero #the stanley parable #myst

chuttlefish

Blooms of my Bleeding Heart

Very happy with how this turned out ♥️❤️🩷

#hey look #its my favorite son #with my favourite flowers #😁#gaara #naruto #bleeding hearts #artwork

A Study of the Arbored Age

The Author of the Arbored Age thought long and hard about The Great Tree. How did it get there? How did it come to be birthed? How was it sustained until its own internal ecosystem became self sustaining?

As with all trees, we must start with its seed. The seed that the Author planted deep within its unwritten history and not deep at all into the soil of the Age. Within the seed is the hidden instructions that unfurled when the atmosphere's cloudy canopy soaked deep into the soil, dampening the seed, awakening life itself.

Time within the age passed quickly for the Author as the little green sapling sprouted up and began ballooning its hollow stem and the roots dug deep into the soil and spanning the surface. Once its stem became a hardened hollow trunk, the head of broad leafed branches became thin, almost woody needles, and as millennia passed by, the atmosphere gradually became a clear sky.

But what surprised the Author the most was what was happening inside this great tree.

Inside

It seems that hidden within the seed's instructions was a command to create light structures- bio-luminescence. A soft, colorful glow of leaves and moss that produced oxygen and once that oxygen reached a certain threshold, it seems the hidden instructions of the seed made the soft rotting inner walls begin to produce a new type of life. It began first with birthing insect like creatures that scuttled about and happily consumed the oxygen and water that the Great Tree provided. It wasnt long before these insect like creatures began to almost dim the beautiful bio-luminescent foliage. And while some of these insects developed their own natural glow, yet a new stage of the Great Tree began- it birthed small creatures that would beat back the over abundance of insects. It took longer for these small creatures to become abundant enough to require yet another stage- the stage of larger carnivores and scavangers. And the final stage after a balance was achieved: the birth of the sentient natives.

The Author of the Arbored Age was fascinated that all of this could come about from a single, simple seed. That this Age was able to achieve an intelligent people, all because one seed held the instructions for an entire self sustaining ecosystem.

The Author simply MUST study the people of this Age and their ways.

@cimeret

[Master List]

#myst #riven #uru #myst series #original writing

jellopen

I've never watched boruto

#kankuro #temari #gaara #rock lee #naruto #lolol

thecraftgremlin

Where’s that one post that’s like Reasons Why My Wife Cried This Week and when are we gonna get a fanfic of that but Ryland Grace.

stargirl-and-potts

Reasons my human has cried:

* New student, very small. Grace said it was pebble. Pebble is small Earth rock. Pebble likes name.

* He found out Eridians have no gender rules.

* Students brought him mineral sample. After he stopped crying he said he loves show-and-tell game. Human naming conventions oddly literal.

* I told him Earthsun grew bright.

* I took him up atop atmosphere bypass elevator to look at stars.

* He woke up from nap and found me still with him. I did not wait on his chest; he says I am heavy like “elephant” and he “couldn’t breathe.” I laid my arm over him instead, kept him close, feeling safe. He said “cuddle” was warm.

* Before class he heard younglings singing.

* He has plants in house from sprouts on ship. Plant grew “bud.”

* Engineers got seawater temperature right. He took off shoes and stood in water, sighing. He didn’t care about pants getting damp. Cried until shirt was also damp. Humans very endlessly wet.

* He missed “Doritos.”

* Adrian helped food scientists make taumoeba dried paste. Made it crunchy after heating. We fused it into triangle form. Told him it was Tauritos. That made him laugh-cry. Laugh-cry is rare and precious.

* He remembered Eridians have no gender rules.

* We made him celebration outfit. Used metals he calls pretty. He can see frequencies named “colorful” and “shiny.” These make humans happiest.

* I gave him hug when he wasn’t expecting it. Easier to hug close now with exosuit. Hug when Grace sitting down so he does not fall over.

* Told him to think long time, stay with me as long as he can.

#ryland grace #rocky phm #eridians phm #phm

purpldology

He has a board that translates his writing into textured writing for the eridian babies,, accommodations for both species for education

#ryland grace #eridians phm #phm

purpldology

Rocky is so done w him <3

#project hail mary #rocky phm #ryland grace #i need to get this book #this is priceless

lexpha

Amaze amaze amaze

#rocky phm #project hail mary

copepods

by the time rocky and grace arrive on erid they’ve spent 4 years constructing the worlds most unintuitive english-eridian creole language and no one can understand a word of what rocky is saying

#project hail mary

ifihadmypickofwishes

One of the things I appreciate very much about the bits of Eridian culture we get to see at the end of the book: thrums are both a good thing and entirely voluntary. Even excluding the sci-fi that tilts towards horror, most hiveminds are involuntary and bad-to-neutral. This book (accidentally?) subverts that, just like it subverts the idea that Grace has no worth because he's not part of a nuclear family. Like Grace, Rocky has value just by being a person.

It also explains why Rocky has a firm sense of self and managed okay, albeit Not Great in the mental health department, all on his own in space. He wouldn't have been able to do that if he was an expendable part of a hivemind.

#project hail mary #rocky the eridian

briarlovesclara

The deep grief of being a student of Ryland Grace and learning that he has gone on the mission. You are excited because he said the best minds were on it and, well, he's the smartest guy you know! And then you hear that he's not coming back in time for the school year. Or the next. Or the next. Or, well, at all.

Everyone finds out differently. Some are religiously reading everything about the mission and go still in the darkness of their beds, phone glowing in front of their face. Some of them get sat down gently by their parents, maybe even with a counselor or therapist, to explain what's happening. Still more feel like a bolt of lightning has hit them when their friends whisper the news in class.

Undeniably -- and many of them try -- the fact that haunts them is that he went up for them. For their future. For everybody's future, some manage to rationalize, but those who think too hard cannot ignore it. Not for any faceless group of children -- their names and faces and laughs and questions must have been on his mind when he said yes.

It becomes a solid weight between them all. Ex students of his feel it too. If you know someone used to know and love Dr. Ryland Grace, you drop everything to help them when they fall, even if it's just a silent hand. The older students in particular latch onto the class he disappeared on, becoming fiercely protective. New kinship is formed. When they're old enough (even 16, if their parents relent), many of them get tattoos to remember him, even as they're covered up by the increasing layers they need to go outside. A beanie ball of the Earth. Laika the dog. His glasses. The date he left. Sometimes, just a red Petrova Line.

The first year that ex students of his graduate high school, he's mentioned in the Valedictorian's speech. She wasn't even a student of his, but she's grateful that he saved her best friend's life with his care and compassion. She says she hopes that his dreams are sweet. Ryland Grace hasn't even woken up yet.

When his class graduates, there's a seat saved for him in the teacher's row. The principal, throat thick, says that Dr. Grace would be proud of all of them. People leave flowers on the seat and his students get a special tassel.

Babies start being named after him, this time by people who actually knew him. Grief doesn't fade, but the space it occupies gets smaller, turns into an extra jolt of pain when they look up at the darkening sun and know that someone very smart is up there, trying to fix it.

On his "wake-up" day, a bunch of them get together again. They forget old grievances and brush past the awkwardness that time has grown. They show how their tattoos look now. They tell stories and try to guess what alarm clock music he would pick. They try to think of how he'd react to their lives. Many of them are teachers now. One of them has a framed selfie of them on their desk. They laugh about how embarassed he'd pretend to be while being deeply touched.

Eventually, eventually, they see his face again. It's so odd -- they have grown and loved and lost and yet he looks exactly the same. Wears the same shirts. When the government brings those who want to come to a naval base to show them exclusive footage, he teaches the same way, too. They all get a hard and digital copy of the special message he left for them. It confirms what they've known all these years -- that he is happy to serve for the future that they've been having, that their kids and grandkids will have, that he hopes has been treating them well. Listening to all of his adventures, all that he has gained and done for them, it doesn't feel like blame anymore.

#ryland grace #project hail mary