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The first day in Teacher Grace’s class is widely acknowledged amongst the Eridian children as one of the most exciting days of school, partly because what could be cooler than being taught by the alien schoolteacher who helped save your entire planet, but especially because the first day is the day when Teacher Grace helps everyone choose their human names.
The students all take turns telling him about themselves, what they like, what they want to do, who they are, and Grace in turn tells them about the names they make him think of, and the stories (fictional and real) that go with them, and the kids get to pick the ones they like.
It’s a beautiful exchange of cultures and personal experiences, and every class is unique (one class ends up entirely named after niche Star Trek characters after requests from multiple students result in “Earth culture storytime” devolving into Grace infodumping about his favorite show and everyone becomes obsessed).
Grace is known for being a good deal more forgetful than the average Eridian (“leaky space brain for leaky space blob” Rocky once jokingly put it) but he has never once forgotten a student’s name.
prism's parental situation
Chapter 2, in which Grace achieves a chemistry-linguistics breakthrough.
Part 1 || Part 3 (upcoming) || Part 4 (upcoming)
Still based on @neutronian and @vonlipwig conversation and amazing pun!
Grace and Rocky domestic
I bet Grace's ejection from earth would become like an Eridian horror story. They forced him to sleep. They held him down and made him go to sleep so he would stop fighting. They kept him vulnerable and put him into a dangerous situation with other sleeping, vulnerable humans with no one to watch over them.
And 2 of them DIED! While they were asleep with no one to watch over them!!
Like they probably already thought Rocky's journey was the stuff of nightmares (alone for decades with no one to watch him sleep) but Grace's story would probably be so terrifying to them. Coupled by the relative ease with which he talks of it. He accidentally mentions it to his class and gets several concerned and angry messages from Eridian parents about him telling horror stories to their children instead of teaching Human Science lol
Skybridger 💖
hmmmmm. fic where rocky and/or adrian are exorbitantly worried about the power dynamic that presents itself with grace being alone on an alien planet, relying solely on the goodwill of significantly stronger and somewhat more intelligent beings to survive, and rocky and adrian being terrified of accidentally pressuring grace into a relationship because of it. the angst and care and tenderness that goes along with that concept. hmmmmmmmmmm
actually more to say on this. grace getting ridiculously touch starved because he and rocky used to hug all the time and now both rocky and adrian seem to shy away from any touch he offers. grace wondering what he's done wrong and feeling lonelier than ever, now that his two best friends won't even touch him. he tries to make adrian a gift and they awkwardly say "no thank you" and run away and he's left with his creation drooping in his hand
grace making friends with other eridians. getting acclimated to eridian culture and customs. eventually getting small pats on the back from other eridian teachers or scientists, excited pebbles holding his hand to drag their favorite teacher to see something they made him. he's too lovable not to make friends after all, and what eridian would not watch one of the saviors of erid sleep.
(there was some resistance to saving grace from imminent starvation, in the beginning, using up significant scientific resources on a fragile alien unlikely to live another tenth of an eridian lifespan. but rocky, and quickly, adrian, advocate for him fiercely, and as grace's condition improves, his doctors begin to soften toward him significantly. he gives a speech once he's well enough, using a communication device, and the eridians who tune in (all of them) are struck by how much he cared for one of their own, how willing he is to understand their planet and their people. how fragile and short-lived his species are, how <brave> he was for all of his sacrifices, how humble he is about them now. there are very few eridians who do not at least respect him, and many who have come to love him.)
but the thing is, as much as grace loves his new eridian friends, none of them are rocky and adrian. none of them are as willing to absorb earth culture to get his references. their voices don't soothe grace as much as adrian's does, don't effortlessly make him laugh like rocky. none of them tease him like they do.
Something something grace giving a super quick and embarrassed crash course on human reproduction as part of his ‘human biology’ classes on Erid, mentioning offhandedly that mating is often very energy intensive, active and humans can vocalise quite a bit and sweat quite a lot during it. Most Eridians don’t think much of this as Grace, and by extensions all humans, are already quite leaky and energy inefficient anyway.
That is until the temperature settings in Grace’s biodome start to fail a little and Rocky and Adrian come face (or carapice) to face with a scantily clad, sweaty grace who’s panting and whining lots all of a sudden.
Thinking thinking
Would you like to elaborate on the tags where Rocky and Adrian watch Grace be good with pebbles and just have to mate him 👀
CW: nsfw, eggpreg / oviposition. Trans ftm Grace implied -> no explicit words for his genitals used, but it’s implied he has a vulva + vagina + uterus. MINORS DNI, STATEMENT.
Grockdrian haunts me with visions everyday tbh. Adrian is “the dad and the pet they said they didn’t want” with Grace to me
Eridians fall in love. It’s not like it used to be where it was survival of the fittest—you wanted someone who could create the best offspring. Nowadays, those things are just seen as a very attractive bonus. “Wow that Eridian is so smart/strong/etc, I’d love for them to carry my eggs” is a common fantasy. While pre-Grace Rocky and Adrian didn’t plan on raising their own pebbles anytime soon, they had their fair share of fooling around with the idea when their respective cycle rolls around.
Adrian is enamored with the idea of Rocky teaching their kids how to build and problem solve. Rocky daydreams about Adrian, his mate that’s nearly double his size, happily letting their children sit on top of his carapace as they work. And then there’s the more steamy (lavatic if you will) fantasies—Adrian’s hand pressing down on their mate’s ovipositor to help the eggs come down; teasing Adrian as they get worked up from their body preparing to lay.
Ultimately, the marble-sized eggs don’t merge and harden before getting tossed. Eridians don’t really have an attachment to them, especially mated ones that aren’t actively trying to conceive. Passing on to the next generation isn’t necessary for the species’ survival, so Rocky and Adrian get to have a little kinky fun with it
And then in comes ryland grace, who Adrian isn’t completely enamored with at first, honestly. He’s fragile and starving when he gets to Erid, and Adrian sees how much their mate has fallen for this weird, wet creature. Rocky brought him home with a courting mark on his arm and plenty of hope, but Adrian sees the condition Grace is in and prepares for their mate to be heartbroken.
Still, this human helped saved their entire planet and their mate.
Adrian will fix.
Ryland settles in and Adrian becomes the head of the human’s biodome team. The human’s species is ridiculously needy—Adrian huffs a little when they shift the in-house-rain system a few degrees for the third time that week. But it’s something new beyond waiting for answers about their star’s death, though—Grace shares with them science and computers and a new language. For the first time in many years, Adrian finds themself genuinely excited to enter their lab everyday.
They become friends. Rocky is thrilled that Adrian now comes to visit with him in the mornings beyond checking on the structural integrity of the place.
Eventually, the two of them get really close. Adrian visits Ryland beyond just checkups, and they begin to work on building a proper lab in the dome for the two of them to share. They’re both equally fascinated with each other’s planet, constantly showing the other something new. They get lost in working parallel for hours, becoming so comfortable with each other that they don’t even need to communicate.
It reminds Adrian of when they first met Rocky—an awkward and talented pretty thing with a habit of falling over.
Adrian doesn’t know when they started finding Grace pretty, but Rocky has been calling the human “Captain-Scientist-Doctor-Pretty-Ryland-Grace-Unmated” for long enough that neither of them blink an eye when it becomes “Captain-Scientist-Doctor-Pretty-Ryland-Grace-Courted-Rocky-Adrian-Offlimits.” They barely discuss it as the human’s presence in their lives becomes easy. It’s like he’s just another part of their society, like Grace was born there.
Grace getting a proper job as a teacher is the final nail in the coffin for both of them. Ryland is more than amazing with the kids—he memorizes their names beyond what he calls them in English. He puts the Eridians that are still learning to perceive 3D structures closer to the front. He never lets one of the little ones who struggles to learn the alphabet texture fall behind, going as far to design them a special bio-suit so they could enter the dome and learn one-on-one. Adrian is over the moons when he gets the bashful design request. When they bring the blueprints home to Rocky that night, their mate makes a comment about Grace raising Eridians of his own.
Something in Adrian stirs excitedly at the concept of Grace raising Eridians. Not his students, but Rocky and Adrian’s. They imagine Grace holding blue, brown, and green pebbles, the human chirping and squawking as they climb up his chest. Grace watching over the eggs carefully, using the instruments he helped design on with Adrian to make sure their internal development goes well makes them both swoon.
Grace’s internal temperature just barely matches the range of required temperatures for best clutch viability. They ponder that for a little while, something possessive and hot swelling in them at the idea of Grace walking around clearly claimed by where his two mates marked him inside and out. Grace making the strained sounds he does when exerting just for his mates to hear as he pushes down. Adrian holding the human to their front while Rocky sits between their little human’s legs, helping them pass their clutch and making sure it feels good. Maybe Adrian could reach a free arm around and play with the top of the human’s external genitalia that was as fascinating as it was terrifying—why humans evolved to have something so fragile and important on the outside they don’t know—and seeing how much their human could take, just how much they could leak.
The train of thought startles them—Grace became their mate at some point, hadn’t he? It had been months of courting with gifts ranging from food, to nesting material, to the finest jewelry Rocky could make. Adrian had built Grace an entire lab full of his favorite things. They had completely changed Grace’s name in Eridian and everyone knew that this incredibly strong, smart, and talented creature was very much claimed. The three would live the rest of their lives as a happy mated triad.
…Unbeknownst to Rocky and Adrian, Ryland Grace has zero fucking clue of this.
And Grace’s students? They think it’s hilarious.
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50k+ words gracerocky hurt/comfort, Eridian culture, discussions of science
Adrian: *walks in on Rocky and Grace*
Grace: *on the floor naked with Rocky pinning him down, front legs at his shoulders, two back legs on his hips, and his furthest back leg ready to use an Eridian dildo on Grace* Oh. Hey Adri.
Rocky: Hello Bad As Hell Mate!
Adrian: Always weird when you call me that. We have not tried this position before, it feels familiar somehow.
Grace: *blushing embarrassed*
Rocky: Oh, yes yes! Mate Grace loves playing this game! Like that of ‘facehuggers’ from the Alien movies!
Adrian: …didn’t those ones enter in through the facial opening?
Rocky: Yes, but Rocky likes Grace with his face intact. His face would not be intact if he swallowed my arm. The jaw does not open that wide :/ could make a strap, I guess…
Grace: we- we had a lot of downtime on the trip back to Erid. Lot of time to talk… and touch…
Rocky: *purring and nuzzling Grace so it tickles him* Grace is fun to touch.
Adrian: I want to play the facehugger game too.
Grace: *horny sigh* that’s so awesome.
Or the one where a touch-starved grace gets an orgasm from a purring rocky and Adrian
Sorry in advance for the terrible dialogue:)
Tw: kinda dub-con???(soft tho,they love each other), love confessions kinda
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Can eridians purr??? They can now!
• just imagine rocky cuddled up with his limbs around Grace's waist and Adrian all big and warm as they lean against them for support
• It was supposed to be just cuddling, a way for them all to bond and reacquaint himself with touch again
• He was nearly asleep with a hand absentmindedly trailing along the planes on the glossy suit when a vibrating rumble that he feels more than he hears surrounds his lower half
Purr, it was a purr, rocky was purring.
• It would be adorable and grace would coo in adoration but instead Grace was holding back a shocked gasp in his throat because Rocky was purring on his lap, although it was more bone-deep vibrations coming from the eridian than anything
“Rocky-!” Grace startled “I-uh- didn't know you guys could–purr…” he finishes weakly
• The eridian hums thoughtfully, rocky momentarily (mercifully) stops the rumbling vibration as his fourth leg taps on Grace's ankle in question
“No understand word, what is ‘purr’ question?”
Oh Lord…
• grace wishes he would sink into the soft blankets and disappear with the way his cock was starting to stir, he needed to distract himself quickly before this got out of control
• “Oh-! Uhm..purring is a thing some animals can do on earth, it's sounds like a low rumbling vibration like what you were doing earlier” grace rambles on hoping that it will be enough distract rocky and himself from reacting anymore
• Adrian seems to perk up at the explanation, their low sonorous voice always sent a pleasant shiver up his spine “understand now Grace, yes eridians ‘purr' when content or happy or with mates”
•Happy? Oh well he understands that part but his brain latches onto ‘mates’ no matter how much he tries to shake the thought away
They were just cuddling, they are just cuddling-!
• Slowly taking a shaky breath doing his best to act normal (he's failing miserably) Grace smiles leaning into the bigger eridian even though he knows he should be sprinting away, making up some–any excuse
they can't know how much he loves–
They couldn't–
• “Adrian and rocky happy to be with grace, statement” the words are slightly slurred from Adrian’s rumbling, like the roar of a tiger grace can feel it in his soul along with his red stained cheeks
• As if to spite his growing dilemma rocky trills in agreement before the purring come back with a vengeance, and he's back to square one
Stars, help him–!
They might be the death of him
• Grace tries, god he tries, to subtilty keep rocky and Adrian talking but it doesn't work with the eridians only humming or chirping in answer brushing the hair away from his face, caressing his body in a way that leaves him dazed and confused like being hit over the head
Grace wished that was the case, at least a concussion would make more sense than whatever this is
• his own body betraying him, horrified to feel his blood keep traveling south under the unyielding pressure and torturous purring, Grace couldn't say anything without giving himself away and he couldn't move because Rocky and Adrian (although he loves them dearly) were heavy
Without grace telling them, they would hold him there until they were good and ready to move
• though the thought shouldn't have, it made his cock twitch with interest and he bites the inside of his cheek
• Eridians had an egregious hearing range let alone being right next to them, he's doomed–
It-It just feels so- good…
• He snapped back to reality when a claw sweeps through his messy hair with a gentle tap to his hip
“Grace heartbeat elevated, Grace okay question?”
• “Yea-yeah! I'm fine just tired..” but he's never been more awake–aware but he just squeezes his eyes shut silently praying for mercy that he knows won't come
• Grace can't stop the little squirm he does trying to lessen the pressure of Ricky's bulk (it doesn't work) "Is okay, rocky and Adrian watch grace sleep, keep grace safe” the merciless purr only seems to deepen somehow and rocky holds him tighter
“We take care of Grace, statement”
• A whine slips past his lips as his cock throbs with need, he's trapped on all side and he's never felt safer- never felt so good
He want to cry, feeling his eyes prickle behind closed lids
• his cock now painfully hard pressed against the unforgiving xenonite suit jumping with each purring interval, they must know–they have to-
• Rocky must be able to feel his every twitching muscle being pressed so close, the tension pulling his body so taut he needs to forcibly relax himself so he doesn't start shaking
(His thighs are trembling around rocky)
• “Grace ours, statement”
• Grace's heart isn't exactly steady at the moment but it damn near stops
•“Rocky what— do you mean?” His voice has taken on a whimpery tone, half-panic half trying not to outright embarrass himself
• His touch-starved body didn't have any restraint, it's been too long since he–
Oh God they're doing it on purpose–
• His legs jerk underneath the heavy eridians but they trill softly holding him still until he whines helplessly, Adrian petting his chest with large claws that he grips in his own hands
“Is okay Grace, Grace is ours now, statement” they coo melodically
And grace…He can't, he can't–!
• It feels like the world's most intense subatomic massage, his lungs can't fight the vibrations which are involuntarily sputtering out pathetic noises
• weakly grinding his cock against the hard surface grace trembles as he comes body seizing with a watery mewl, faintly hearing the chest-deep purr of Adrian and rocky as they hold him while he whimpers from overstimulation
• It doesn't feel like they're going to stop anytime soon with how tightly he's squished between them, he's not sure if he wants to..
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(Either grace having a (nearly) silent forced orgasm or Adrian and rocky give him one was what I was going for...this is tame for what I be thinking bout...)
hmmmmm. fic where rocky and/or adrian are exorbitantly worried about the power dynamic that presents itself with grace being alone on an alien planet, relying solely on the goodwill of significantly stronger and somewhat more intelligent beings to survive, and rocky and adrian being terrified of accidentally pressuring grace into a relationship because of it. the angst and care and tenderness that goes along with that concept. hmmmmmmmmmm
Boba Fett: You know, the more I look at him, I remember I once met a Jedi who carried a blaster as well.
Din: you’re only mentioning this now?
Boba: It was a long time ago. Ten, maybe twelve years ago? He used to have quite a sizable bounty on his head too, Cal something or another. Bright red hair, hard to miss.
Din: What happened to him?
Boba: As far as I can tell he married a nightsister and fucked off to the other edge of the universe.
Din: The hell is a nightsister
Boba: They were witches who performed some freaky magic from Dathomir. If you’ve never been, keep it that way. Most of them were wiped out during the clone wars though. Pretty certain she did some sort of magic because now if you follow the bounty puck all it leads to is the Koboh Abyss. Any bounty hunter with half a brain threw their pucks away after that. I figured he’d died in there or something until I saw him briefly a while back with a daughter.
Din: You’re telling me the space sorcerers and witches are mating now? Dank farrik there should be laws against that.
Boba: There was, it was called the Order.
Trying not to get too red 😳🥴🥵🍅
we were talking abt jacen and his lack of lekku in tthe kanera chat and i wanted to try my hand at an older jace.. trust i am not copying @jellyfishforest135
he looks just like his daddy <3