Hey if you want a yandere dc plot, you could be a background character, no one big, maybe a mother with her 9 year old son to help set how important what batman does for the city is.
But you don't remember your son's birthday. Sometimes he's in the class year of tim drake, sometimes the class year of Damian, or Dick, or Jason. Sometimes your kid dies or goes blind or deals with trauma and you have to comfort him to show the bad effects of the rouges. You never know when or if, you're gonna be the punchline, the feel-good ending, the bittersweet lesson, or the grieving wake up call. You can never quite tell how tall you are, sometimes you're so short you can go under a 5'5 s arm when he's mugging you without bending. Sometimes you're tall enough to barely leave the ground when an over 6' guy is choking you. You can't trust your own knickknacks to not be knocked over when you gain or lose over 20 pounds in an instant.
Imagine you wake up after some dimensional rift thing took you with it and you wake up in a real world, everyday you're the same height same hair color, same BODY. You hate that you left your child, but
One, you don't know how you got here
Two don't know how to get back
Three, you can't take anymore of the torture that is wondering if you're gonna come 'home' to a corpse or not.
Only so many times a woman can take her baby dying and living before she doesn't have the energy to try to love him anymore.
And then,
Turns out, for a background character you're surprisingly noticable. Where there used to be little extra nuggets of emotion are just... gone. Scenes don't hit as hard. Loss isn't as touching. Winning doesn't feel like winning. And the heroes are set to find out. Imagine they follow you across dimensions. They're so set in anger and weirdly betrayed that you never even bothered to pretend to wanna go back. You wake up tied to your bed with *insert hero group * above you, maybe the hats cause you're from Gotham. Maybe the justice league cause it's been bothering them that much, maybe it's young justice cause the justice league couldn't leave earth for a potential extended period of time.
Whoever it is, they see you break. Your new apartment still has paper thin walls but doesn't have people with either the decency or the apathy to ignore any big breakdowns, anymore that a whisper usually get you some banging walls. And the thing is, you were always meant to be the one that brings those emotions home, so when you cry over not being able to recognize your child or even yourself. How you can't hold him some nights without being overcome with the feeling 'this child is not mine' taking over and it's all you can do to not throw him.
How you can't even come home without the chance of your child dying or coming back to someone telling you how your child died at school today. How you can't remember his actual birthday since it's switched around so much. Do they know how I feels to cry over your child's body, only for the next day or week, they were somehow never dead. You wake up everyday and see your own pain in your child's eyes.
And they mentally shatter, maybe they go crazy and figure out a way to merge realities, or they drag you back (for more angst of course) absolutely certain they won't forget you, only for you to wake up to your 9( wasn't his 12th birthday last month) waking you up cause he's late to school, and "OMG mom, could you be any slower???"
Platonic Yandere! Rocky x GN! Astronaut! Reader x Platonic Yandere! Grace
Wordcount: 2.5k
AN: I'm kinda losing it right now. Things are extremely not good at the moment. I dyed the ends of my hair magenta though so that's sick. I’ve watched Project Hail Mary three times this week and I cried after watching it the first time. I’m aroace and the representation was insanely nice to see!
TW: Yandere behaviors, death, somewhat realism, mentions of the horrors of grad school, infantilization, kidnapping, the author’s headcannons about Eridian biology being treated as fact, reader being super lonely, nothing too much worse than what happened in the book/movie
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Well, it was better than starving. That's what you kept telling yourself. At least this way, you'd be able to live longer and die with a full belly, unlike on Earth. Being a grad student is rough at the best of times but it tends to be more complicated when the sun is dying. Everything tends to be. You're the sole surviving crew member on the Final Gamble, a ship built after realizing that the Hail Mary had life support defects. Apparently, the kinks hadn't been worked out. You found out after finding your captain and all four coworkers all dead after waking up.
You woke up in the Tau Ceti system with alerts that probes had been detected five light-years behind you on their way to Earth. You have to sit down after that. You sacrificed your life for a mission that's already been completed. You take a few deep breaths and remind yourself that you would've just starved on Earth. After a tearful funeral for your fallen friends, you decide to figure out your options. First of all, you decide that some detective work is in order. The Hail Mary wasn’t in the system but you could track it. The astrophage left an ion trail that you could easily pick up. That was the easy part. The hard part was figuring out what to do with the information. You could tell that the Hail Mary had returned to the area from its path to Earth but it was impossible to tell why until you found another astrophage trail. You had to sit down after that one too. There was someone else here with the other team.
You don’t hesitate. You charted a course and follow the trail. You ran tests, calculated fuel usage, and barely noticed the major turn that the course took until the Final Gamble was alongside an alien ship. You scanned it and then decided that based on your microbiology training, there’s probably a reason that it’s empty. You’re an expert in microbes, not in exploring alien cultures. The likelihood of it being a plague ship was way too high for your comfort so you continued following the path of the Hail Mary.
Your fuel tanks had a higher capacity and your system allowed faster travel than the Hail Mary so it isn’t a surprise when the trip takes under a year. You were led to an unfamiliar planet where, after careful measurements, you find out that the sun in the system isn’t dimming. You knew that the other team had found the solution to the problem but you didn’t expect the solution to be used by another planet. You were so caught off guard that when you send a spoken message to the Hail Mary, you ended up messing up your wording.
“Hail Mary, this is the Final Gamble. I– We were sent after you to find the reason why Tau Ceti wasn’t dimming. We were sent to make sure that the mission was completed. We have tracked you to this planet after finding that the probes from your ship were sent back to Earth. Are you okay? Please respond.”
You waited for hours as your ship fights the orbit of the planet in order to stay above the tracking beacon of the other ship. You broadcasted the recording over and over, just hoping that there will be someone else there. You’d been alone for so long that the prospect of a single conversation with another person was tantalizing. You shot up in your chair when the radio crackles to life for the very first time.
“Final Gamble, this is Dr. Ryland Grace of the Hail Mary. I am the sole survivor of the mission. The locals of this planet have taken me in. They’re very friendly. Would it be okay if I and a member of the local population came aboard?”
“Dr. Grace, I’m so happy to hear from you! I studied all of your work and procedures! Please feel free to board. We have lots of room for you and your associate. You’re both very welcome here.”
You’re not as concerned as you probably should be when only a day later, a strange shuttle is sent from the surface of the planet to the Final Gamble. You wait patiently for them to dock and open the hatch for them to enter once the pressure in the airlock stabilizes. You barely have time to introduce yourself to Dr. Grace before what looks like an alien crab made of rock and covered in crystal barrels past you and into your ship.
“Make yourself at home…?” You offered quietly as you escort the other human into the main living and working area, offering him some apple juice in a packet.
“Sorry about that. He’s excited to see your ship and another human. He means well.” Grace said sheepishly as he takes the packet.
“Other human much cleaner than Grace when Rocky first see Grace ship. Grace very dirty until Rocky stay with Grace! Very nice! I like!” Rocky interrupted through the translator.
“Uh… Thanks…? It’s standard procedure on Earth.” You reply, still in shock as you watched Rocky skitter around, literally bouncing off of the walls in the lack of gravity. You just watched as he looks through the entirety of the first floor.
“Welcome! Final Gamble much bigger and nicer than Hail Mary! Earth must like you much better than Grace!” Rocky said happily.
“Oh, um… It was just made after the Hail Mary was. It was also designed to hold more people so it had to be bigger.” You said awkwardly.
Grace took the time to start looking at all of the decorations on the ship.
“Where other human, question. Rocky want meet! More friend for Grace! More friend for Rocky!” Rocky exclaimed.
“They… They all died. There were five others on board but there was a glitch that wasn’t fixed from the Hail Mary so I was the only one that survived.” You responded much more sullenly.
Grace whiped around from where he’s fiddling with a bobblehead.
“Wait, so that was a glitch?” Grace asked.
“Unfortunately. We found out after you were a light year away that the feeding pumps for the top bunk stops working after a few years and then the middle one gives later. I was told that it was fixed but apparently, it wasn’t. I’m assuming that you were on the bottom bunk as well.” You said more quietly.
“Yeah. I was. I’m… I’m so sorry for your loss.” Grace responded.
“I’m sorry for yours too.” You said.
“Twenty-three of Rocky crewmate die. Rocky all alone until find Grace. You not alone now too. You find Grace and Rocky. Better now. Always better when not alone.” Rocky said after a few moments.
Rocky was right. It did make things a little better. You liked talking with both of them. They told you all about their meeting and how they ended up saving each other. You properly introduced yourself to them and were able to find out how Grace’s life support system on Erid worked. After some debating, you agreed to go down to Erid to see what it was like. It sounded nice enough and you were very interested in not being alone anymore.
You explored Grace’s biodome and met Adrian, Rocky’s mate. They were very nice, though significantly taller than even Grace. You found them to be very intimidating at first but were much more comfortable around them after conversing with them. They were very interested in your biology and how you liked the biosphere. You guest taught in Grace’s class and did a lesson on the basics of school systems on Earth and on Earth bacteria. All of the Eridian children enjoyed hearing your stories and seemed to enjoy your jokes.
Eventually, it was decided that you, Grace, and Rocky would attend a conference with scientists and journalists. Rocky would ask you questions based on the ones that the scientists and journalists gave to him while they observed and broadcasted the interview, as well as the translation of your words. Grace agreed to answer most of the questions for you as he understood their customs better and would be less likely to cause offense. As you sat between Grace and Rocky in front of the clear crystal that separated you from the rest of the Eridians, you began regretting agreeing to do the interview.
“How old Grace friend, question.” Rocky asks.
“Oh, um, they’re in their twenties. We haven’t figured out how the coma on the ride over impacts biological aging for us humans and whether or not to include the duration of the coma. It’s a bit complicated.” Grace says warmly.
“Earth send baby to do job, question.” Rocky asked, visibly agitated.
You were a bit taken aback. You weren’t expecting to be called a child and were feeling more than a little insulted. Sure, you were young but that didn’t take away from your accomplishments!
“No, they’re not a baby! They’re an adult! They made the decision to come here and they were fully capable of consenting to do so. They wanted to save our world and they were braver than me.” Grace tried to soothe.
It didn’t work. An entire chorus of “BAD, BAD, BAD” and “IS BABY, IS VERY MUCH BABY” rang out from the both formerly docile council and reporting crew. One translator screeched “BABY ALONE FOR YEARS WITH NO ONE WATCH SLEEP!” and it started up a whole other wave of incensed and horrified speech that the translators didn’t understand. You’d noticed that Grace didn’t usually cuss and that Rocky’s translator didn’t work on too many curse words so you could only imagine how intense whatever they’re saying is. Their distressed chirps and calls were starting to make you feel even more nervous though.
“What’s going on…? Why are they so upset…?” You whispered to Grace, eyes wide as you watched the aliens practically begin to riot.
“So, um, funny story, Eridians are technically infants until they’re like thirty? Some take longer than that to grow so sometimes forty? I’m not really sure about all of the details but Rocky told me about it a while ago. Their culture is super focused on kids so the fact that you were sent out so young is kind of a really big deal to them. I’m sure that they’ll get over it soon.” He whispered back.
“What Grace friend do on Earth, question.” Rocky said loudly, trying to drown out the high pitched sounds from the council with a seemingly less charged question.
“I was a microbiology student. I was working to get my doctorate when I was asked to join the mission. I’m an astronaut now.” You respond.
This time, it’s Rocky’s turn to freak out.
“Earth send baby not yet out school! BAD BAD BAD BAD BAD!” Rocky’s translator shouts as his arms start flailing.
The meeting had to be cut short after the council’s table was flipped by a scientist whose eggs had recently hatched. You sat in Grace’s living room, drinking a mug of hot chocolate that had been replicated by Eridian scientists to be as close as possible to the stuff on your ship. Grace also had a mug. He seemed much happier with the food that you brought compared to what the Eridians were feeding him before you showed up. You took one look at it early on in your visit to Erid and decided not to ask.
“That was intense.” You said after a moment.
“You’re telling me. I’ve never seen them that worked up before.” Grace said after a sip from his mug.
Your conversation is interrupted by pounding on the front door. Grace got the door before Rocky barged in while pulling something similar to a wagon filled with assorted trinkets and doodads.
“Rocky bring gift from many parents and children who listen to interview. Much, much concern! All want you feel better.” He says to you, seeming particularly satisfied with himself.
“Do I take some…?” You ask as you gesture to the wagon.
“All for you! All for human baby to play with!” He exclaims.
“I’m not a baby but I really appreciate the thought.” You say diplomatically, trying your best to be professional.
You end up being particularly fond of a plush that looks like an alien creature and a puzzle that reminds you of a combination of a Rubik's cube and Chinese puzzle box. You spend hours trying to figure it out after dinner, much to Rocky’s delight. You found out from Grace’s class the next morning that they were both toys for children meant to develop their fine motor skills and logical thinking abilities. You keep being brought more and more toys and games as time goes by. You’ve been crashing on Grace’s couch and now the pile of your things in the corner has grown to be taller than you. You kept apologizing for taking up so much of his space but Grace insisted that it was fine and that he was just happy to be around another person.
The size of the pile only grew when Rocky found out that you liked the Xenonite figures that he made for Grace. He would sit in the classroom during Grace’s classes to keep an “eye” on you while you helped teach a unit on Earth microbiology while he worked on making more little figures for you. He made one of you, Grace, Adrian, and him. He would insist that you use puppet shows to tell him what you wanted, saying that he didn’t understand you. You understood when he was laughing and he usually did when you did the puppet shows.
After staying for about a week, you wanted to go back to your ship to retrieve some equipment to run some tests and do some research of your own on Erid. You were messing around with one of the plushies that was given to you when you realized that the shuttle that you used to get to the biodome was gone. You decided to ask about it.
“So when do I get to go back to my ship…? I need to get some things for my research.” You said hesitantly.
“You not go to Final Gamble. You stay on Erid. We take care you. Happy, happy.” Rocky said lightly as he continues building the little Xenonite figures that you like.
“No, not happy…! I want to go back to my ship…!” You responded anxiously.
“Earth not want little baby. Erid want little baby. You stay. We take care. Grace help, even though Grace bad at many things. Grace give hug when Rocky not able. Adrian help make more thing for you. Make nursery. Help make more comfortable in house. You happy one day. Hope happy soon.” Rocky replied.
You sat back, eyes wide as your hands begin to shake. You stared down at the plushie of the unfamiliar animal on your lap.
“Where’s my ship, Rocky?” You ask more firmly this time.
“Grace need other human. Grace like you. Grace happy. You good for Grace. Grace talk more when you here. Grace not scared of presenting information now. Ship in many pieces. Never put together again. You, Grace, Rocky, Adrian all happy together. Very good. Happy, happy.” He responded in that light tone again.
You took some deep breaths. You had to remind yourself that this was better than starving.
I'm trying to got to sleep and my brain. Is trying to fight it as usual and it brought up the question. Why is the moon always seen as a sister to the sun? If anything the moon is child, child of earth and sun. Torn from the earth, so earth is mother, and reflects the suns light, so sun is father. But now that I think about it an asteroid is what tore the earth apart so it's more like earth was single mother and sun *pun intended* took a shining to moon and raised moon so moon reflects suns personality as sun is not the step father, but the father that stepped up
You were the first doctor to sell your soul to a demon in order to be able to summon them into your patients for diagnostic reasons. Now you're dead, you're trying to work out why you're both in paradise rather than eternal torment.
A truck driver used to amuse himself by running over lawyers he would see jogging on the side of the road. Every time he would see a lawyer jogging along the street, he would swerve to hit him. After hearing the loud "THUD," he would swerve back on the road.
One day, as the truck driver was driving along he saw a priest hitchhiking, so he stopped to pick him up
The priest climbed into the passenger seat and the truck driver continued driving. Suddenly the truck driver saw a lawyer jogging up ahead, and immediately regretted picking up the priest. "Surely I can't run over a lawyer with a priest in the truck!" he thought.
Then he had an idea. He would pretend to fall asleep. The driver pretended to nod off, the truck drifted to the right, and he heard that satisfying "Thud."
"Did I hit that lawyer? Did I hit that lawyer?" the truck driver asked, pretending to wake up suddenly.
"No," said the priest. "But I got him with the door."
Hazbin Crazy conspiracy time what if God made people as an army because he couldn't lay a hand on the angels and so when Lucifer gave them choice/freewill he shoved Lucifer into the same fate of being surrounded by those who could kill you without you being able to hurt them in defense or to keep them away and no way to really get any defense that they couldn't go through. Like the realm the angels can access is also where God would usually be if he weren't on vacation? Maybe the angels or Adam were getting too testy and to either figure something out or bide time he left on vacation.
I'd like you to know, if you don't pay with enough money, I usually know cause I'm there counting. I double check the bills I've been given cause I feel like such an extortionistic piece of shit every time a dollar was stuck to another. I double check for you not me. Couldn't give an actual shit about my job. But I care if you lose unnecessary money.
Intelligence is the ability to observe that your friend always hangs up their toilet paper roll wrong. Wisdom is knowing that they must have their reasons, and the ability to leave it be.
