Seraph

enjoyer of fluffy size differences (26yo they/them) NSFW blogs do not interact thnx, Ask box: always open, writing/art requests: Closed

[sinnohan-seraphina]

Introduction of Sorts

Howdy! I'm Seraph, aka Sera.

My current favorites are:

PROJECT HAIL MARY

Genshin Impact

Legend of Zelda (specifically BOTW/TOTK)

Minecraft (Specifically Hermitcraft)

Pokemon

If you are in the g/t community of these, I apologize. You will be seeing a LOT of me.

I go by she/her and they/them pronouns.

Used to just be my g/t blog but I'm branching out.

Happy greetings :D

[nyankorafs]

Some more notforlong tiny MerSimon little drawings because why not? ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

[pipinpali]

draw borrower grace and rocky RIGHT NOW

yes boss.......SIGH

[hailed-marys]

got another amazing commission from @neonthebright to draw more of borrower grace from their work, Grace by Inches! i had SO MUCH FUN drawing grace and his oversized props. always a treat to draw him in his borrowing outfit!!

[neonthewrite]

“I want to show you our number system,” I tell him. He trills something at me and tilts his carapace one way, then the other. Whatever that means, I’m encouraged. I plant one foot on the tape measure and grab the tab with one hand. Doing this in full weightlessness is really strange, but I manage to pull the tape up until the tab is over my head and I’m showing off my own length in sturdy yellow aluminum. Thankfully, I’m more than tall enough to show how the base-10 numbers count up. I probably look pretty strange, but then again I’m talking to a rock spider. Nothing about this is normal. Rocky’s bouncing slightly where he sits. I’ve gotten his attention for sure. With my free hand I tap the numbers indicating the centimeter measurements. “These are centimeters. Cen-ti-me-ters. It’s our metric system. See the numbers?”

Many thanks to hailed-marys for the delightful artwork!

[d4nger-d4ze]

friend convinced me to design biblically accurate BlipMary and is now making me post it. random ass PHM ship yuri post. enjoy.

[arc852]

Yeah...unfortunately, I'm gonna need more time for that next chapter of Falling Into Trust (Colt is being so difficult lol). I'm hoping to wrap it up and post it before Friday but we'll see what happens. It will be posted as soon as it is ready though (and as soon as Colt wants to cooperate with me. Come on my guy, you literally just woke up please work with me here-).

Anyway, have a little thing I wrote as part of that one Coltland Gentry au post I made, as an apology for the late chapter! I'm still planning on writing this au fully out and this in particular probably won't make it into the actual fic but this takes place during the time Rocky is out of it.

Also, fair warning, this has not been edited at all. But I hope you enjoy this little ficlet regardless!

Word Count: 741

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 “Ry, you’re literally about to fall over. Go to sleep.”

 Ryland let out a hum, not really listening to the voice talking to him. Not even enough to realize who it was speaking to him. He couldn’t sleep now, not when he felt so close to figuring out how to breed the Taumebo to resist nitrogen. He looked back into the microscope, noting the behavior.

 “Ry…” The voice’s tone had changed but Ryland still ignored it. That was his mistake. “I didn’t want to have to do this.” Was all the warning he received (though was it really a warning if Ryland was barely listening?) before he felt a weight suddenly wrap around his body.

 A weight that belonged to a hand bigger than him.

 “Hey! Colt!” Ryland yelled, quickly realizing who the voice and hand belonged to, and struggled in his twin’s grip. His breathing picked up a bit at the feeling of helplessness that had overtaken him, despite the fact that he was pretty used to being handled at this point. “Put me down!”

 “Nope, I’m putting you on mandatory bed rest for at least the next 8 hours.” Colt said, walking away from the lab and in the direction of the room that held their beds. Ryland noted how quick Colt walked around where Rocky still laid unmoving, the same he had been for a week now. Ryland’s heart still ached despite Colt’s best efforts.

 It was one of the reasons why he couldn’t sleep now. Not when Rocky needed him to figure the Taumebo out. Not when everyone on earth needed him to figure it out. Ryland squirmed again, pushing at the fingers wrapped around him. They didn’t budge. Not that Ryland was surprised. “Court! Help!” He called out for their older brother, who Ryland noticed as Colt walked past him.

 “Colt is helping.” Court said and Ryland bristled at the betrayal. “You haven’t slept well for the last week, Ryland. If at all.”

 Ryland wanted to argue that he had slept but when he ran through his memory of the past week, which was admittedly blurry, he realized maybe he should keep his mouth shut. “I’m fine. I’ve had plenty of rest.” He never was one to listen to his own advice, though.

 Colt had paused in his movement when he had called out for Court and snorted out a humorless laugh at Ryland’s words. “No, you haven’t. You need to sleep, Ry.”

 Ryland grit his teeth, his annoyance turning to anger faster than he liked. “I don’t need sleep! I need to figure out how to breed the Taumebo to resist nitrogen! Or did you two forget why we’re up here in the first place?” Ryland seethed and if he wasn’t currently being held in Colt’s grip, he would have stormed out of the room.

 As it was, he was pretty stuck.

 Colt and Court were silent for a bit too long.

 “...We haven’t forgotten.” That was Colt, his words low. “We’re here to take care of you.” Immediately, Ryland felt the anger leave him, replaced by that same guilt that had eaten him up inside since realizing it was his fault his brothers were here in the first place. Ryland slumped in Colt’s hold, all his fight leaving him. Maybe he did need a break.

 “Sorry.” Ryland muttered out the apology, not looking up. He heard a sigh from above and then he was moving again.

 They made it to their beds but instead of Ryland being placed in his own, smaller one, his world tilted suddenly as Colt fell into his own bed. Ryland was pressed against his chest as Colt settled down and he was released from the grip. Though the hand stayed where it was on top of him, acting like a blanket.

 “Colt-”

 “Sleep, Ry. Please.” Colt said and Ryland couldn’t find it in himself to argue anymore. He was already enough of a burden for both of his brothers, the least he could do was listen every now and again.

 Ryland settled down against Colt’s chest and closed his eyes.

 He thought it would be more difficult to fall asleep, expecting his mind to race with his worries about the Taumebo, about Rocky, and about his brothers.

 But with the steady heart beat underneath him, and the fact that he hadn’t properly slept in a week, sleep overtook him almost too easily.

 He welcomed it.

[arc852]

My Miracle, Your Curse 5/?

Summary: Simon finds himself alive, missing an arm, and still on the sub. But outside of his prison is music and a voice promising him safety. Despite himself, he decides to believe it.

Or; Simon ends up on Erid, somehow only 5 inches tall.

Warnings: mentions of blood and injury

Word Count: 3121

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | AO3 Link

Sorry for the late update but this chapter gave me so much trouble. I was going back and forth on it for a while but I think I like where it ended up. For the most part.

Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy! And next chapter we go back to Grace's POV so look forward to that!

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 Grace had always been fragile, at least by Eridian standards.

 That wasn’t to say that Rocky didn’t think he was capable! Far, far from it, in fact. Rocky knew Grace to be strong in many other ways, like in mind and determination and bravery. Despite what Grace would say, he was the bravest person Rocky had ever met.

 Person. Not human, as that went without saying really.

 But Grace’s body was fragile, leaky and squishy and oh so easily hurt. Rocky had witnessed how easy first hand. Not once, but several times. Not to mention the inherent fragility of Grace being on a planet where the atmosphere alone could kill him in seconds. The Eridians did their best on his biodome, but there was always a little corner of Rocky’s mind that worried something would go wrong with it. That small worry had led Rocky to triple check the biodome on more than one occasion.

 But Grace was fragile, no matter how much Grace didn’t act like he was. And now, at roughly 5 inches tall, Grace was somehow even more fragile than before and Rocky didn’t know how to fix it.

 Rocky hated not knowing how to fix things.

 He listened to the steady rise and fall of Grace’s chest, listened to his heart beat at 60 per minute and reminded himself that that was Grace’s normal resting heart rate. Other than the fact that Grace had shrunk, he seemed fine otherwise. But that did nothing to dissolve the anxiety in Rocky’s chest. Because Grace could still have injuries that Rocky couldn’t hear and he wouldn’t know until Grace woke up.

 Rocky hadn’t moved from his spot on the floor, right next to where he had laid Grace on the bed. He wanted nothing more than to get into bed with Grace, but he was scared of hurting him in some way. He had gotten used to not using his full strength and weight with a normal-sized Grace but he didn’t want to risk trying something with him so small like this.

 He flexed his claws again. He had been so scared to fully close them around Grace’s body. What if he had miscalculated his strength? What if he was the reason Grace got hurt or worse? So he hadn’t closed them fully but that had caused Grace to almost slide out of his hold and then Rocky had to fear dropping him.

 It was a good thing Adrian had been there to suggest putting Grace on the bed, otherwise Rocky might have gotten lost in that fear and panic.

 Speaking of Adrian, Rocky could hear them in the airlock, coming back inside. His mate had taken Simon’s clothes, as well as the submarine, and had left the room with them. Rocky heard as they passed off both things to Orion and Tonk, who had still been on the other side of the wall watching everything and freaking out.

 Now, there was no one watching except Rocky, because Orion and Tonk had taken the sub and dirty clothes away and Adrian had gone to Grace’s biodome to grab some new, clean clothes. But that had been close to 1800 seconds now and so it was no surprise that Adrian was back.

 Simon still hadn’t come out of the bathroom. Rocky was glad for it.

 The airlock doors hissed open and Adrian walked in, holding a noticeably cleaner pile of clothes in their claws. Rocky watched as Adrian opened the bathroom door just enough to slip the clothes inside before closing it again. It was done so fast, and silently, that Rocky was sure Simon had no idea they had done it. Especially since Rocky could still hear the falling of water, indicating that the human was still in the shower.

 Adrian moved away from the bathroom and closer to Rocky. “Any changes?” Adrian asked, in a frequency that not even the translator picked up on. A way to have a private conversation when it came to human ears.

 “No, Grace is still unconscious.” Rocky said, matching Adrian’s frequency and enjoying the fact that they didn’t have to worry about being eavesdropped on.

 There must have been something in his tone because Adrian hummed a soothing sound and linked a claw with one of Rocky’s. “He’ll wake up soon. I’m sure he’s fine.” Adrian reassured him. Normally, Adrian’s reassurances were enough. But the worry he had over this entire situation couldn’t be fixed with simple words. Not even soothing ones from his amazing mate.

 “Right.” Rocky said anyway, not wanting to push his worry onto Adrian. Besides, he’d just work himself up again if he started talking about how worried he was over Grace’s sudden new size. Instead, Rocky turned his focus on something that was just as important, especially for keeping Grace safe. “We should get Grace back to his biodome. He’ll be safer there. More comfortable.” Away from Simon, Rocky didn’t say but was heavily implied.

 Adrian paused. “That’s not a good idea. We shouldn’t be moving anyone before making sure things are settled.” Adrian’s claw left Rocky’s. “Besides, Grace no longer has a xenonite suit that fits him.”

 “I can make him one. Easily. It won’t take long.” Rocky flexed his claws again. “I don’t think…” Rocky trailed off, wondering if he should say the implied out loud.

 It turns out he didn’t need to. Adrian knew him well enough to know already. “Simon has done nothing wrong.” His mate said and Rocky wasn’t really expecting it to be honest. He knew Adrian defended him before, and Rocky had backed down, although that was more so because of Adrian’s tone and his worry for Grace.

 “Adrian, my love, he turned Grace small! And hurt him! That seems pretty bad to me!” Rocky raised his voice and he could admit that he hated disagreeing with Adrian. But at the same time, how was it so hard for his mate to see the threat Simon posed to Grace?

 Adrian remained calm…actually, no. They radiated calm but Rocky knew Adrian too well and could feel the tension hidden below the surface. “Simon didn’t do it on purpose.”

 “You can’t know that.” Neither of them could really tell what had happened after Simon and Grace had touched. They just knew that Grace started freaking out and then was thrown backwards and shrunk.

 “Simon said. You heard him.” Adrian said and Rocky stood up a bit straighter in small shock.

 “And you believe him?”

 Adrian didn’t even hesitate.

 “Yes.”

 Rocky dug one of his back claws into the ground. “That’s-That’s reckless! We don’t know him! He could be lying to us as a way to hurt Grace!” Rocky stomped his limb down for emphasis, his voice raised out of frustration and maybe a hint of fear.

 “He isn’t lying.” Adrian’s tone had shifted, it was low still, but no longer calm.

 Rocky was starting to find this all a bit ridiculous. “You don’t know that! Simon just suddenly appeared out of nowhere, covered in blood, and you trust him already? He might not even be human! All of this could have been a trap to-“

 “Rocky!” Adrian’s notes were sharp and raised, a very rare occurrence that had Rocky cut off his own sentence and stand there in shock. Adrian sighed. “My beloved, please, you weren’t…” Adrian trailed off but Rocky waited, knowing they would continue.

 “You weren’t there when we first found him. He was…distraught, in a way that can’t be faked. He was hurt, broken, and he cried when I offered him the barest of reassurances.” Adrian scratched at the ground absentmindedly as they thought back. “Have you even realized he’s been crying this entire time?”

 The question startled Rocky. “N-No…” Rocky focused toward the bathroom, and Adrian was right, he could hear the low but hefty sobs of Simon, almost covered up by the water of the shower, but not quite. Rocky must have been so focused on watching over Grace that he hadn’t even noticed. “Oh.”

 Adrian came up right next to him, bumping carapaces. “He is scared. And hurting. Hurting in ways we haven’t even seen yet. But he’s choosing to trust us and I want to give that back to him.”

 Rocky fidgeted with his claws. “I…I’m still worried.” The fact that something did happen between Grace and Simon was still evident. And yes, Simon had looked nervous, scared even. But that could still be a lie. Rocky had since watched many movies with actors that had everyone believing the lies they told to tell a story. What if this wasn’t much different?

 “Just…trust me. Like I trusted you about Grace.” Adrian said and Rocky straightened up a bit more.

 “That’s different. I knew Grace for years before-“

 “I know. I know it’s not exactly the same. But it was still not the easiest thing. Trusting this strange alien you found. A bit easier knowing he saved you and helped saved our stars, but still, it took me trusting you to learn to fully trust Grace.” Adrian paused for a moment, letting what they said sink in. “If you can’t trust Simon yet, then at least trust me to trust Simon. Please?”

 Rocky focused on Grace for a moment, still lying unconscious, and then toward the bathroom, where Simon was still crying. The cries, soft and shaky, reminded him of Grace.

 Rocky let out a small note. “Okay.”

 Adrian let out a soft, happy trill and pushed further into Rocky. Rocky returned the gesture. “Thank you, my star.”

 Rocky hummed and hoped that their trust in Simon was not misplaced.

***

 Simon wiped his face off with the towel and then reached up to dry his hair. It had taken a while to get all the muck, grime, and blood off of him. Especially when having to deal with doing it one handed. He’d managed, though.

 The towel was soft and far bigger than Simon was used to. It didn’t scratch his skin as he dried it off which was strange but no less welcome. The soaps that Simon had used were also unlike anything they had back on Eden. They had a fruity scent to them that Simon didn’t even think was possible for something like soap to have. Combined with the water actually being hot, Simon didn’t think he had ever felt so clean in his life.

 He didn’t deserve it.

 It was that thought, and many others, that had kept his tears flowing throughout the entire shower. He was grateful, he was guilty, he was a lot of things together that just accumulated into one big mess.

 His head throbbed, low but aching.

 He shook his head and hung the towel where he found it once he deemed himself dry enough before stepping out of the actual shower. His eyes immediately settled on the pile of clothes on the floor near the door. Adrian must have put them there for Simon.

 Simon wasn’t really a big fan of the fact that Adrian had managed to do so without him knowing. But he was grateful for the clothes, so he let the uncomfortable feeling pass.

 He leaned down and looked through the clothes. There was the basics, underwear and socks, of course. There were some jeans, a deep blue color. A black t-shirt that said ‘I had potential’ on it which Simon didn’t fully understand. And then there was…

 Simon blinked at the piece of especially thick fabric.

 No. No, he couldn’t accept this. This had to be a mistake, there was no way they were actually letting him wear something like this.

 It was old. Vintage. Made of thick, knitted fabric that was well worn and made even more comfortable by that fact. Simon ran his fingers over the thick threads with awe. It was a white cream color and had foxes on both the front and back of it. A cardigan, a distant memory gave him the word for it. A rare comfort almost no one on Eden could afford.

 Simon swallowed thickly at the thought of wearing it. It was one thing to accept Grace’s clothes for himself, but another thing entirely to accept a piece of clothing this precious. But then again, would not accepting it make him look ungrateful? It had obviously been put into the pile of clothes for a reason. Still, the fact that he was holding something like this at all was making his head spin a bit.

 He gently put the cardigan down and picked up the rest of the clothes to begin putting on.

 They were a weird fit. Loose in some aspects but tight in others, especially around his chest. But it didn’t feel bad overall, it was a lot better than the clothes he received on Eden. Everything on Eden was made for work and survival. This, Simon could tell, was made for comfort. A foreign concept but one that Simon didn’t find himself minding. 

 Once his clothes were on, he finally turned back toward the cardigan. He picked it up, movement slow, and looked at it for a long moment. He ran his fingers over the threads of the fox. Despite it being so old, it was obviously well loved. He didn’t deserve something so nice, but…at the same time, a selfish part of him wanted to know what it felt like to actually wear it.

 Biting his lip, Simon put on the cardigan before he could talk himself out of it.

 It was soft and warm, just as Simon had suspected. The weight of it wasn’t the same kind of heavy that came with wearing a bag or a thick piece of protective clothing. It was comforting. Simon pulled at the collar and couldn’t help but bury his face into it, feeling the soft fibers over his skin. He took in a breath. It smelled nice too. He couldn’t place the smell itself though. Something grainy and fresh, light and breezy.

 Heat covered his cheeks as he realized what he was doing and he dropped the collar, smoothing it out. Okay, he should probably take this off now before-

 Before he could shrug the cardigan off, he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

 “Simon done yet, question?” A voice asked, most likely Adrian if Simon had to guess. Simon tensed, realizing in that moment just how long he had taken. Back on Eden, and even in prison, if you took longer than 5 minutes, you were punished severely. Not only for wasting precious time but for hogging their resources. It was a sin to take more for yourself in any aspect of life and Eden was harsh in reminding its citizens of that. 

 Simon couldn’t believe he had allowed himself to go so far beyond that time limit just because the water had been hot.

 “Y-Yeah!” He called out, trying to keep the shakiness out of his voice and probably failing. He was preparing himself for punishment, something he deserved. He briefly forgets about the cardigan wrapped around him as he practically runs to the door in order to not waste any more time. He was met with Adrian waiting outside the door.

 He felt tense, expecting some anger or even annoyance but Adrian lifted a pair of claws and made some gentle jazz hand-like motions. “Simon clean, clean, clean! Good, good. Feel better, question?”

 Simon was a bit taken aback by the lack of anything negative. They didn’t even mention how long he had taken. Staying tense, he shrugged. His one hand wandered down the cardigan and slotted into an opening. Huh. He hadn’t realized this thing had pockets. “I…yeah.” Simon settled on because he did feel a bit better being all clean. His head still throbbed but even that had gone down a bit after letting the hot water fall over his scalp.

 There was a startled, high-pitched note and Simon snapped his attention from Adrian and over toward Rocky, who still hadn’t moved from his place by Grace’s side. Simon was worried something had happened with Grace but when he looked, he saw that the flat part of Rocky’s carapace, which Simon had taken to thinking of as his front, was facing him.

 “No, no, no! Adrian, why-” 

 “Rocky calm. Is okay.” Adrian said, cutting Rocky off before he could even get the full question out. Rocky let out a faint note, which Simon interpreted as a huff, and stomped one of his limbs. 

 “Is Grace’s favorite!” Rocky exclaimed and Simon blinked, realizing they were talking about the cardigan.

 D*** it, he knew he should have taken it off. Or better yet, never put it on in the first place. It was probably some sort of test. One that he had failed if Rocky’s reaction was anything to go by. He felt himself start to shake as he pulled his hand out of the pocket. “S-Sorry, sorry I’ll take it off.” Simon said hurriedly to try and defuse the situation, starting to pull the cardigan off.

 He was stopped by a teal claw on his arm. He froze.

 “No, is okay. Adrian wanted Simon to be comfortable. Grace would not mind, Adrian sure.” As they said this, they tilted their carapace toward Rocky, as if directing the last part to him. Rocky tensed and then seemed to deflate, fidgeting with his two front claws. “Right, Rocky, question?”

 Rocky was quiet for a moment. “Yes, Adrian right. Grace would not mind.” Another pause. “Rocky sorry.”

 Simon blinked at the apology. He didn’t know what to say to it, didn’t think there was anything Rocky really needed to be sorry for, and so he just nodded awkwardly. The clawed hand left his arm and Simon kept the cardigan on.

 A small groan snapped all of their attention toward the bed. Simon felt his chest tighten as he locked onto the small form of Grace, who was starting to stir from his unexpected nap. “...Rocky?” Grace called out with another groan.

 “Yes, yes, yes, Rocky here.” Rocky said, his claws fidgeting nervously.

 Simon stayed glued to his spot near the bathroom as he watched Grace’s eyes blink open. He felt like he couldn’t breath, just waiting for Grace’s reaction.

 Grace reached up and rubbed at his head. “What hit me?” He asked and then sat up, his eyes fully opening.

 Simon watched as Grace blinked and turned his head toward not just Rocky, but the rest of the room. He watched as Grace’s eyes went from Rocky, to Adrian, and then, finally, his eyes landed on Simon. Their eyes met.

 Grace paled.

 “O-Oh.” He croaked out, his voice higher than normal. “Fudge.”

 Simon’s brain uncensored the word subconsciously and he couldn’t help but agree wholeheartedly.

 F***.

[makesyouevil]

a stop on the road 🚲🌾

[alagaisia]

Hey. Why isn’t the moon landing a national holiday in the US. Isn’t that fucked up? Does anyone else think that’s absurd?

[alagaisia]

It was a huge milestone of scientific and technological advancement. (Plus, at the time, politically significant). Humanity went to space! We set foot on a celestial body that was not earth for the first time in human history! That’s a big deal! I’ve never thought about it before but now that I have, it’s ridiculous to me that that’s not part of our everyday lives and the public consciousness anymore. Why don’t we have a public holiday and a family barbecue about it. Why have I never seen the original broadcast of the moon landing? It should be all over the news every year!

[alagaisia]

It’s July 20th. That’s the day of the moon landing. Next year is going to be the 54th anniversary. I’m ordering astronaut shaped cookie cutters on Etsy and I’m going to have a goddamn potluck. You’re all invited.

[watermelon-converse]

Hey. Hey. Tumblr. Ides of March ppl. We can do this

[emi--rose]

Hell yeah moon holiday

[hello-delicious-tea]

Ooh coming up we should celebrate

[ariaste]

PITCH: We call it Moon Day, and then every 7 years when it falls on a Monday, that's an even BIGGER deal and we call that Moon Day Monday and go absolutely apeshit about it (the next Moon Day Monday is in 2026 so we have a couple trial runs first)

[sarostheghostcat]

MOON DAY MOON DAY MOON DAY

[wafflebloggies]

moon day is 20th July!!!

[silly-jellyghoty]

Scheduling this a day earlier to remind you all and myself about the Moon Day tomorow!

[dinodoggie]

Heres some more Project Hail Mary comics, just for fun!

Its a long way to Erid so like they got alot of time to do whatever, i think theyd have to talk about pokemon at SOME point at least! XD

i hope you enjoy, and have an AWESOME day!!!

[sinnohan-seraphina]

This post sent me on a three-day shiny hunt. (Shiny Gigalith is Adrian)

[freckled-moss]

Spreading more tiny Adrian agenda

[ali-d-art]

Their friendship is a two way street

💛👎

[wolfie180g]

Grace Under Pressure

chapter 6 up now :)

Ryland and Rocky bond and bid farewell to the late crew of the Hail Mary.

Art by @tidewing22

[twiggyart6]

Hey @neonthewrite I don’t know what your plan is for this scene but uh… I have some ideas :]

[neonthewrite]

Incredible. I saw the notification and was already like god, spoiled with more Twiggy art??? And then I saw it and my brain just short circuited lmao. Cackling. Rocky needs the flexible panel just to catch him from shenanigans like this.

[threshasketch]

Bloody Mini Mary AU: canon divergent from Iron Lung's giant eyeball scene. | Part 1 |

Grace and Rocky have found a tiny submarine with a tiny Simon inside, and they're bemused but admiring the cuteness. Simon, meanwhile, is having a bit of a tiny crisis...

[threshasketch]

Bloody Mini Mary AU: canon divergent from Iron Lung's giant eyeball scene. | Part 2 |

Turns out Simon was hallucinating some of that, and he was actually seeing the giant shiny eyes of one Dr. Captain Ryland Grace—who is so incredibly huge that Simon thinks he's got to be viewing an angel.

[sinnohan-seraphina]

Some more of my Adrenians. Love them.

[Adrenians are my take on sentient+sapient life found on Adrian's surface.]

ft. My Eridian ocs, Warden and Melody. Melody was a navigation specialist on-board the Blip-A. In the more canonical-adhering version Melody passed away and left Warden as a widow(er). In the 'Adrenians exist au' Melody wakes up onboard the Blip-A about 30 years after Rocky joins Grace on the Hail Mary. The Adrenians find the Blip-A during their first trip into space and rescue Melody. This is how they learn about Eridians and the Astrophage problem, sending out a distress signal towards Erid when the Adrenians on their own ship begin to succumb to Radiation sickness, only their captain (Commander Leo) and Melody surviving when Rocky and Grace return to investigate the distress signal. Mary ends up joining Melody and Warden's hive/pod when the Adrenians send a delegation to Erid.