me, setting some benchmarks for my fic: this is cool! maybe i'll get a dozen chapters if i'm lucky! i should aim for about 3k words because that seems like a good amount for me! so this should be a nice 36k word fluffy little fic that has depth but not too much commitement
me, at the 95k mark: WHY DO I STILL HAVE 8 CHAPTERS LEFT TO WRITE
i am having the time of my life but this has gotten out of hand. but i like it and it's a really neat fic if yall want to check it out! it's called i'm on fire and it's a destiel and sabriel normal human au!!!!!
Rewatching phm for the 62593rd time and I still have some bs to spout that no one cares about:
I think a lot of the fandom has come to a general consensus that Rocky and Grace speak a sort of pidgin on the Hail Mary. In the book and the movie, there’s no way Grace’s tiny alien brain could understand Rocky’s language, which would likely be quite complex for our brains in its regular form.
The only reason I thought about this was the scene in the movie where he says “All Rocky plural all Earth die WE DIE” In addition to being one of my favorite Rocky movie lines, it would also be funny to see Adrian’s and other Eridian’s reactions to how Rocky speaks when he gets back.
“Hello Adrian mate. This friend Grace. Want speak with Rocky plural. Have many findings, all amaze amaze amaze.”
“Rocky, my betrothed, I have not a clue in the universe why you are speaking in such a way. Did the extraterrestrial being shrink your brain?”
Or alternative reaction based off of a previous post:
“Rocky why the fuck are you speaking like that and what the hell is a ‘Rocky plural’? Do I need to beat the shit out of this dumb ass space alien?”
I need to put some bloodymary headcanons out again for my own sanity
since I've been talking waaay too much about my spidey au lately, so back on track from that detour (before I derail again) Also it is warm. my brain is melting and my english with it, so I'm trying really hard to make this coherent
There probably wasnt any medical care in Eden or at COI whenever someone is more badly hurt. If you are hurt bad enough that you wont be of use for a long time, why keep you alive type of way. So Simon learns a bunch of different first aid stuff and other medical aid once he has gotten more comfortable on the Hail Mary/Erid, because now he does have the resources and what if Grace got injured badly and otherwise he woudnt be able to get him to Armando in time
Since Grace does learn how to sew, he would at some point make a quilt for Simon with mostly different plants and stars on, to match with his
I think Simon really enjoys reading, as soon as he is more comfortable on the Hail Mary and he finds a book, none of the books are save. He practically devours them (Grace ends up looking into somehow getting him a reading tablet because of that)
Whenever Grace and Rocky go on shorter check up trips and Simon stays behind on Erid, Grace always sends him video logs of his day, telling him that he misses him etc. they also swap quilts sometimes for that
Grace isnt a morning person. Simon just likes to stay in bed and cuddle for a long time. Either way both of them dislike having to get up really early (aka Rocky is a menace to the both of them for taking to long to get out of bed)
Grace at some point puts a little framed picture of Simon in his classroom (because of course)
Simon sometimes forgets that Grace is pretty strong (not as strong as he is, but strong enough to carry him) so it does sometimes take him a second to recover (register?, calm down from? comprehend? idk würd im deutschen drauf klar kommen sagen) when Grace picks him up
So, with Project Hail Mary we looked at the words "you don't even have a dog" and decided that we would give this man a whole family instead and used multiple crossovers to do it. Ie. Coltland Gentry & Bloodymary.
Given this information, I think we should find a way to drop this man in front of Xaviers Institute for Gifted Youngsters. Preferably with Simon and Rocky in tow. Adrian too if we're really having fun with it.
You CANNOT tell me that Dr. -I teacher so well that I do it on a different planet- wouldn't be perfect for a group of preteens/teenagers who are getting powers they can't quite control with emotions that they are struggling to understand
Like. Here's someone who's been through a lot and after all of that, all he really wanted to do was teach. And the kids do have people who rely on them but a lot of the adults in the X-mansion are kinda larger than life heroes and some aren't even around all the time. And depending on how they end up at the mansion Grace might just be some random fuckin guy to them. Like he'd be a reliable adult but it's easier to cry next to an average person than a pillar of a community
Let Rocky and Grace do big science with Beast, they would have to be dragged away from a lab. I think Adrian would love talking to Storm for the sole reason of Adrian was part of the Biodome team. I think if Simon were involved, he would probably get along with wolverine.
anyway, this is just my idea pitch. Take it how you will
Shoutout to the time I was trying to watch what we do in the shadows and I ended up with interview with the vampire and just kept waiting for someone to say ‘creepy paper’ instead of crepe paper.
Well that didn’t happen but I wasn’t disappointed. I finished the entire thing overnight and crashed at 8am.
I still have not seen what we do in the shadows but I swear I will. After watching the vampire lestat when that comes out.
Chapter 9 of i'm on fire is out now!!!!and it's a christmas chapter!!!!!! timed completely right to come out (checks notes) in may!!!!!!
It's a sabriel coffee shop au mashed with a destiel radio au that has fluff, a bit of angst, tomfoolery, lots of music, some smut (eventually) and just a lot of fun
since andy put gay porn into an annoying dude's head just for fun, I KNOW him and gabriel would become good buddies spending time together & coming up with pranks all the time
and sam would get extremely jealous, thinking they were a thing, and when he found out they weren't, he'd say "well, it doesn't make sense then, because you're both smoking hot"
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and that's how sam woke up in a huge bed naked with two of his male friends and a bong
i think deans plays gay closet chicken with sam which means that he does/says increasingly gay things while trying to figure out where the line is that finally makes sam go "wait a minute"
he does not care if sam knows. this is just entertainment for him. how many times can he disappear to the men's room for an hour before sam starts questioning his digestive system? how many times can he call himself the meat man before sam gets that dean knows exactly what it means? what happens if he holds castiel's hand? gives him a little cheek smooch?
It's an early Tuesday morning in the bunker when Sam finally figures it out. Dean is in the kitchen leaning against the counter by the coffee pot when Sam gets back from his run.
Absently, Dean holds out an empty mug for him. He's squinting at something on his phone. Maybe he's finally figured out Twitter. Maybe there's a case.
"I'm good," Sam says, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the band on his wrist. He takes a sip from the Boba Tea he picked up on his jog back from town.
Dean looks up at the sound of Sam's slurping and grimaces.
"Ugh," he says, eloquent as always.
"It's good," Sam argues.
Dean's attention is already back on his phone. His thumb and index finger move in concert across the screen to zoom-in on something. He says, "The only way beads should be coming out of my ass is if I shoved them up there in the first place."
"What?" Sam says.
"What?" Dean asks.
"That's not–" Sam starts, then stops. Sometimes his brother is so ignorant that it's not even worth getting into. He shakes his head. A conversation about alternative lifestyles isn't what he came in here for anyway. There's a box of protein bars in the back of the cupboard with his name on it. Metaphorically, not literally. Nobody else touches them.
Sam's got the box in hand when Dean says, "Morning, sunshine."
Sam doesn't need to look up to see who Dean's talking to—it's always Cas—but habit kicks in and he glances up just in time to see Cas pad into the kitchen. He's wearing sweats, a too-big t-shirt, and a grumpy frown that could rival a toddler's at nap time. These days it's a fifty-fifty toss up on whether or not Cas needs to sleep. Looks like last night was a sleep night. Tonight might be one too.
"Hey, Cas," Sam says.
Cas makes a vague grunting sound in response and heads directly for Dean's cup of coffee. Not surprising. After years of Dean eating the angel's food, the not-quite-an-angel-anymore-but-not-exactly-human-either has taken to eating Dean's.
Dean holds his blue ceramic mug out to Cas. It's misshapen with uneven coloring and nobody's sure if it's actually safe to drink from, but Jack made it at the community center in Sioux Falls when he was visiting the girls a few months back; anytime Dean uses another mug, Jack gets an exaggeratedly dejected look on his face. Sam is pretty sure he's doing it just to fuck with Dean and it's definitely working.
"You up for a drive?" Dean asks. It's directed at Cas, but Sam figures he should pay attention too. It might be about a case.
Cas makes a vague noise that could mean anything from "I'll slaughter your entire family" to "Should I pack my mittens?"
"Great," Dean says. It's sarcastic but there's an undercurrent of affection, even if Dean would never admit it. He's so weird about his feelings, especially when it comes to his male friends. He's got this whole toxic masculinity thing going and it's honestly exhausting. If he could just pull his head out of his own ass, he'd see that–
He's… snuggling Cas. That's really the only word for it. Dean's got one arm wrapped around Cas' shoulders and his nose buried in Cas' hair and yep that's the sound of him placing a kiss on Cas' head.
And now he's murmuring something into the side of Cas' head, too low for Sam to make out.
And Cas isn't freaking out. He's… he's leaning into it.
What the fuck.
"Uh, what the hell's happening?" Sam asks.
Dean and Cas both look over at him in unison. Like they choreographed the movement. They both have a furrow between their brows, too, like their facial expressions are part of the dance.
Sam gestures helplessly at where the two of them are still more or less pressed together. Cas' face stays scrunched up but Dean's breaks into a giddy smile.
"Finally," he says.
"Finally, what?" Sam asks. "Are you two… together?"
"Sam," Cas says. He packs a lot of exasperation into that one syllable. Sam thinks it's unwarranted, even if Cas is trying to stave off Dean's impending sexuality crisis by avoiding the topic of conversation.
Well, too bad. They need to talk about it.
Sam asks, "Does Jack know?"
"Know what?" Jack asks, rounding the corner into the kitchen. He goes straight for the cupboard where the bowls are.
Sam looks at Dean, eyebrows raised. Dean still looks way too amused. Something isn't right.
Cas says, "About me and Dean."
Unconcerned, Jack asks, "What about you and Dean?"
"Yeah, what about us?" Dean says. It's directed at Sam. It feels like a trap.
Sam gestures vaguely to where Dean still stands with his arm around Cas. It's moved down to his waist.
"That you're… you know."
"What? What are we doing, Sammy?"
"Oh," Jack says, like he's figured something out and in the process lost all interest in the proceedings. More than anything he looks disappointed to find that the Fruity Pebbles are mostly just rainbow-colored dust. His bowl isn't even halfway full and the box is empty.
"Is Sam's gay crisis about Dean something we can do on the way to the store or do we have to stay in the kitchen until it's over?"
His face is so earnest that Sam is dumbstruck by the question.
Then, Dean starts laughing so hard that he loses his balance and slides down the cabinets til his ass hits the floor. Cas looks down at him fondly.
Also Dean and Cas should be watching movies and talking about books, and every time a Grand Gesture is featured, Castiel should be taking mental notes.
He ends with hundreds and hundreds of missions to complete for Dean.
Cas: [offers three shining flannels to Dean] So this one is made with the light of the sun, that one with the light of the moon and the last one with the light of the stars.
It boggles my mind how upset some people in fandom are over FANDOM. I thought we were here for a fun little time sharing our art and stories and headcanons.
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