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favorite trope is rocky not realizing graces glasses like. Actually do something

#he broke them rolling over in bed #they survived all four years in space and he rolled over in bed on erid and broke them #< prev tags #project hail mary #ryland grace #rocky the eridian #rocky and grace

crackshipsandregret

Curious pebble (3/?)

Part 1 / Part 2

A massive shoutout to @thereal-sillyguy for making everyone's favorite pebble into a gif! I very literally couldn't have done it without them!

#curious pebble comic #project hail mary #ryland grace #eridian oc

crackshipsandregret

Curious pebble (2/?)

Part 1 // Part 3

#curious pebble comic #project hail mary #ryland grace #eridian oc

crackshipsandregret

Curious pebble (1/?)

Part 2 / Part 3

#curious pebble comic #project hail mary #rocky the eridian #ryland grace #eridian oc

morguesupplier

busty-shackleford

choose abortion

Life kills!

itsybitsybat12

Supernatural Text Posts Part Six

#supernatural #dean winchester #sam winchester #castiel

wildminti

Rocky's body is a machine that turns one (1) praise into 10,000,000,000 praises 💕💕💕

#project hail mary #ryland grace #rocky the eridian #gracerocky #phm #grace is the type of character that makes me wanna ruffle his hair all the time #why does he look so fluffy #in this house grace and rocky can touch each other without a suit lmao #< prev tags

darkestbrook

#project hail mary #ryland grace #eva stratt #pride month

atomikats

my personal take on the matter

#taking ‘right hand man’ to a whole new level #< prev tags #project hail mary #ryland grace #annie shapiro #martin dubois #olesya ilyukhina #yao li jie #eva stratt

tuherrus

you don't even have a dog

#project hail mary #phm #ryland grace #dr ryland grace #aroace #aromantic #asexual

palesweetdeeer

I love the idea of Rocky extending Grace’s lifespan to Eridian levels without telling him

#project hail mary #rocky #rocky the eridian #ryland grace

vvaltiel

you carved your love on my ribs, touched my freckles like you hung the stars eons ago, sewed my sinew and bone back together with curved, cracked lighting — i could feel the white-hot thrill of it in my veins for years until... until you told me you loved me. and then left me. after that, the remaining tepid spark was enough only to turn your name into ash in my throat; to accentuate the stark loss of you by casting the vague shape of your shadow inside my eyelids at night. i think i'm forgetting your face. you poured so much love into remaking me at the cost of breaking yourself. suddenly the memory of your hands — painfully tender on my ribs, elbow-deep in my soul — means nothing in the physical sense. not without you standing next to me. hell, it barely means anything in the metaphysical sense. symbolism can only stretch so far and you went somewhere i can't reach. maybe it doesn't matter anymore, but my body was always yours. all of me was always yours: of you, by you, for you. with you gone, all i can do is fall apart.

– after despair

byjove

architects designing houses in the 70s-90s: okay, what if you had to step up and step down and step up and step down and the floor itself was a deadly tripping hazard