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do we think rocky would be obsessed with watching grace fuck you because he think its so hot to see graces cock slide in and out of you
(nsfw 18+ under cut)
eridians dont mate by penetration at all, so even just the concept of humans putting one bodypart into another is novel. he says its disgust disgust disgust, but you all know hes full of shit by how fast hes tapping one of his claws on the floor to 'see' better. how his voice takes on that melodic edge of excitement. he demands grace slide into you ever so slowly so the eridian can see the way your plush inner walls part to accept the large intrusion. the way your most intimate, vulnerable parts cradles rylands, how his tip rubs against that textured spot on your front wall that makes you practically sing and arch your back so pretty.
rocky loves to tell ryland different ways to move, how fast, what angle, how deep. yeah, grace doesnt have to listen, but theres something so sensual about having someone who can't even touch you tell him what to do. rocky may not have any physical power in this situation but by god does he have the two of you wrapped around his claw
rocky is mesmerized with how deep you can take grace, how even when he can see your poor pussy stretch to its limits, you still gush more slick and your hips twitch towards him, begging for more. hed also be obsessed with watching rylands cum leak into your womb btw, how even hours later, you still have a little bit of ryland deep within your body.
hes such a little perv, hed say shit to make the blondes dick throb inside of you just because he likes the way it looks. same with you too, its just as good to hear the strangled moan grace lets out when your cunt hugs him just a little tighter.
or rocky making you grind against his xenonite ball just to see how you clench around nothing. the scientist in him is fascinated with how your body instinctively flutters as if its trying to coax the cum out of a nonexistent cock. rocky cant give you what you need to get pregnant, but your body doesnt care. it still tries to pull his hand deeper inside, tries to get him to flood your womb.
lord do not even get me started on the potential of rocky fisting you. he would lose his fucking mind to see his claws rub your cervix.
the internet would forget him, the western fans barely knew him, and the eastern fans had never accepted him as their own. In a few years, there would be a vuage memory of a boy who was once deleted from the game, and then that would be forgotten too.
it's midnight and I'm practically in tears at the thought of rocky becoming sort of a patron saint of safety in the dark back on earth
Weighted plushies of Rocky being made. Parents giving them to their children, telling them "It's okay! Rocky's here to watch over you. He'll make sure to keep you safe."
something something despite rocky never even *really* knowing of earth before grace, and him having to sleep alone in the dark with the corpses of his friends for fourty years but becoming something to keep others company so they never have to sleep alone ever again nor be afraid of the dark. eridians dont need light, they exist in darkness, and it isnt scary! its just a different way of being, there is no need to be afraid of the dark, rocky isn't :)
god and along with that, grace becoming a patron saint not of one way trips, but of safe travels, especially to new places. of being brave despite your fear of the unknown. kids who are scared of starting a new school or going to summer camp for the first time are given tokens depicting grace and told to remember how captain doctor ryland grace braved the unknown over and over again and made it safe every time.
i think more of us need to become freaks and get on the fact that rocky has so many 'tattoos'. does anyone else think its super hot that hes so dedicated to his craft that he has engineering rulers etched into his arms. that he has his family crest that he proudly displays when introducing himself and his mating/wedding mark and mission 'patches'. can anyone hear me is this thing on
Hi Cas! I would love to use ur Eva Stratt x reader toxic yuri for a fic of mine? If that’s okay? All up to u ofc I love it and wanted to make sure it was ok
ME???? omg I'd be honored!! thank you sm for asking, too! I'd love to be tagged if/when you post it!!
was talking to a friend and she said the most soul crushing thing ever and this will be the last post i ever make because im committing sudoku (/ref, /j)
coltland angst under cut because its long
'coltland twins or whatever that au is where Grace and Colt Seavers are brothers with Seasons in the Sun by black box recorder
Inspired by the last verse (“now that the spring is in the air, with the flowers everywhere, wish that we could both be there. We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun, but the hills that we climbed were just seasons out of time. we had joy x2, but the stars we could reach were just starfish on the beach”)
Can’t decide if it would be Colt to Grace or Grace to Colt with “goodbye Michelle my precious one, you gave me love and helped me find the sun, everytime that I was down, you would always come around, get my feet back on the ground”
With emphasis on the “stars WE could reach” because in a way they both reached the stars (colt being famous and Grace going to space) but neither of them went together
Something about them growing up and colt dreams of going to space and Grace just wants to support his brother vs them as adults with Grace being forced into space and colt not even knowing until it’s too late cause they had a falling out as young adults and haven’t talked in years and now they never will
Grace seeing Colt in shows and movies and wanting to reach out and congratulate his brother but being too nervous to bc of their fight and now he’s in space and as much as he loves Rocky and all of this, he wishes he had made up with his brother cause now he can’t. Grace having to explain the concept of a twin to Rocky and he’s about to fucking kill himself
But also “goodbye papa it’s hard to die, when all the birds are singing in the sky, now that spring is in the air, little children everywhere when you see them I’ll be there” something about Grace getting into teaching and sometimes the kids smile so brightly or are rambunctious and silly and all he can picture is growing up with Colt and being pulled along into his brother’s stupid plans
Do you think when Colt works with kids in his productions he pictures his shy baby brother and can’t help but be protective over them. starting to injure myself with this one and I don’t even like colt but Grace being forced into space before Colt’s injury (or at least before it became public knowledge) and there’s a small part of Colt that’s happy his brother didn’t see him fail and that maybe in space Grace will still think of him as his cool, movie star older brother instead of the loser he actually is and he has to remind himself that his brother is probably fucking dead, he’s being selfish for being even a little happy
ough,, the fact that ultimately nobody on earth knows what happened to Grace,, Colt will never know that his little brother spent the rest of his life happier then he ever was on earth and taken care of and loved. Colt will probably always think his brother is dead somewhere all alone he won’t ever know that Grace found a family out there that loves him and cared for him until the day he died'
she then added- 'Twice as many stars as usual,, Grace being the one to save the stars so his brother can live to see more,,twice as many because Colt is on earth seeing our stars and Grace is on Erid seeing theirs. twice as many stars and its Colt on earth alone and Grace on Erid with Rocky'
im gonna need 50000 fics of the driver x reader with that scene where he holds blanche down on the bed but instead of him just threatening her, he fucks the info out of you (the gloves stay ONNNN)
cw: focus on breats, calling them tits, its implied you have some cushion to your chest, but no explicitly fem words/pronouns used
i feel in my heart and soul that ryland grace is a tits guy. i think he would be the type to always be laying on them, like pout if youre in a position where he cant lean over and burry his face into your chest to the point you wonder how he can even breath type. no matter the size, he just wants to lay his head on your chest and listen to your heart, counting each beat and reminding himself you are here with him. but like he also will lay for hours just sucking on your tits like a starved animal. its also comforting for him tho, okay!? hes always so stressed or overworked from something or other, so can you really blame him for wanting this? hes just a simple man,, all he wants is to curl up by your side and suck on your tits until the hand that was previously playing with his hair is pushing his head away from overstimulation.
he will ignore the building ache in his jaw to continue his boarderline worship of your chest. maybe theres some psychological reason behind why he finds so much comfort with your nipple between his lips, but that isnt something either of you wanna unpack right now. ryland is always far too focused on how the little bud wetly slides between his lips and against his tongue, the fat under it pushing back against his nose when he tries to get closer. he will switch back and forth from each side, his hand aways kneeding the breast not in his mouth. he likes to focus on your poor, puffy nipples but that doesnt mean you wont always have at least a couple of bruises blooming all across your chest, juuusst low enough that they don't show from under your shirt collar.
its not constantly purely sexual though, most of the time he will fall asleep mid slobbering all over your chest. it often doesn't go past grace giving a couple pathetic humps against your leg, instead focusing on your upper body rather than his lower. usually its you who has to escalate things after you get too worked up from him practically making out with your tits while moaning and whining the whole time. youre the one that has to bring your knee to press into his half hard cock, rubbing it through his boxers until you can feel a damp patch and hes hardly able to stay fully latched on your nipple from how hard hes panting.
im just imagining youre laying back on the couch watching tv when ryland gets home, he barely takes off his shoes before hes stumbling towards you with a frown scrunching up his beautiful features. you know that look and what it always entails, so you simply open your arms and let him colapse onto you. neither of you say a word as the blonde tugs on the bottom of your pajama shirt and lifts it just far enough to slip his head under and up towards your chest. his strong arms follow suit by sliding under your back where your shirt rode up and tugging you closer to him in an almost crushing hug.
only then do you rest your hand over the stretched fabric where his messy hair is hiding, rubbing his head softly while he latches onto a quickly pebbling nipple. you sometimes worry he will get too hot like this, his grey work blazer still wrapped around his broad shoulders surley doesn't help the warm air trapped under your pajama top. he never complains though, never moves to take any of this clothes off or pull away from you. he just lays like this, his long legs mostly off the couch and glasses tossed somewhere to the side as he feels the stress and agitation from today melt away as he gently sucks your nipple deeper into his mouth
been thinking about being Colt Seavers massage therapist after he breaks his back. you come top rated in injury recovery, practically a you have to know someone who knows someone to be able to squeeze into the busy schedule. so ofc after his fall, gail is able to pull some strings to get him in with you asap. it starts off professional of course, you never let your hands wander or do anything that isnt strictly for his backs benefit, but every session becomes less and less professional.
it goes from casual chatting to boarderline dirty talk. you cant help but let your voice dip to something more breathy and sensual, quietly asking if it feels good, if he wants you to go harder, saying that hes doing so well holding still for you. and colt absolutely gives it right back. his voice echoing yours in a gravely tone, telling you how you always help him feel so good, your hands are like magic, telling you to go ahead and squeeze a little harder, jussst like that... by the end of your sessions, both of you are breathing heavy like you ran a marathon and unable to think straight. sometimes colts hips will involuntarily give a couple shallow grinds into the table and he always ends up need to try to sneakily cover his lap after (you always notice)
but who could blame you? being able to rub all over one of the hottest men alives bare body, hearing his groans and whines when you get to a particularly sore spot or do something that feels especially good. i dont think many people wouldnt get at least a little worked up from it. sometimes you will trace lines between the freckles he has scattered along his back that always makes him shiver. or let your hands wander a little too far down his sides when you reach his lower back, getting closer to that deep cut V than the actual back muscles anymore. god forbid you ever have to help him work some cramps out of his legs, neither of you would stop yourselves when your hands keep going higher and higher until they are no longer rubbing anywhere appropriate
because im gay asf and listening to the book, ive been thinking about stratt. the scene when grace first is in the lab and he comments that he admires her patience,,,, ofc because im gay asf, that made me think of how that patience would carry over to the bedroom. imagining you did something wrong or upset her so she ofc has to punish you. went slightly insane and wrote 3k words of pure self indulgence
cw: spanking, sex toy, afab fem reader, use of 'good girl', age gap implied, very slight dub con
NSFW 18+ under the cut
youve lost track of how long youve been kneeling on the floor, your legs are starting to go numb and your knees definitely ache, but the small bullet vibrator she has tucked in your hole is just enough to distract you. you two have been sitting in relative silence, her in her desk chair and you kneeling on a plush pillow on the floor, which does help your knees a bit. the vibrator has been going up and down in intensity thanks to the little remote stratt has been holding onto since you first started, but she never lets it stay high enough to let you cum.
its hard to think at this point, trying so so hard to hold still and keep your eyes on her like she said, but her patience is leagues better than yours. youre not sure how shes been able to just sit, watching you with the same calm and collected face she always bears. youd think she was bored or completely uninterested if it wasn't for the couple of times you had caught her crossed thighs tensing slightly as she pressed them together when youd let a particularly pathetic moan escape.
you felt like you were going insane. It almost felt stifling with the only sounds being tick tick tick from the antique clock, the faint buzzing of the vibrator nestled between your walls and your own ragged breathing. you suppose that was part of your punishment, thought, some kinda mind game from eva that pared well with her steely eyes never leaving your naked body.
just when you were about to say your safeword, the silence, sorness of your pussy and aching in your knees starting to become too much, eva let out a soft sigh. the constant buzzing finally stopped and you felt yourself able to relax a little. the reprieve didnt last long though, a familiar tsk slipped from stratts beautiful lips as she uncrossed her legs to spread them and motioned you closer. she patting the dress pants covering her right knee thrice, a que she had trained into you very early on. the pain in your own knees now on the back burner of your mind as you eagerly crawled towards her and set your chin where she had signaled. she watched you for a moment before slipping her hand into your hair to pet it back from your slightly damp forehead. you couldn't help but lean into her touch, eyelids fluttering and whining softly. you saw the corner of her lips twitched up slightly at the sound, amused at how easy for her touch you were.
much to your displeasure, she didn't play with your hair long, though. she retracted her hand and instead patted her upper thigh, once again giving you a silent command. one of which you followed without hesitation, standing up on legs that felt like jello before carefully laying your torso across her spread thighs. there was a nag in the back of your mind, that you were too heavy, that you were hurting her, but eva made sure it didnt get the chance to spread beyond that. her slender fingers lightly touched between your shoulder blades, the pads just barley brushing your damp skin as she slowly dragged them up and down the length of your back. you couldn't help the shiver that wracked your body nor the way your back arched while giggling quietly at her touch, the sound met with a soft huff of amusement from her. she did press between your shoulder blades again with her other hand, her touch much firmer this time to keep you in place.
she let her caresses become a little heavier too, turning from ticklish to something more sensual. minues passed like that, stratt slowly tracing patterns on your soft skin while you felt the heat between your thighs flair up again. eva could tell you were beginning to become inpatient once more, it was very obvious with the way your own fingers flexed and your hips would give small twitches every so often. she didnt stop though, just continuing to drag her fingers from her hand on your shoulders all the way down to the swell of your ass. you weren't allowed to speak unless given permission, so you did the next best thing by craning your neck to gaze up at the older woman with the best puppy dog eyes you could muster. she raised an eyebrow and paused her caresses to simply rest her warm palm on your ass. well that wasn't what you wanted.
it was back to another test of patience as she held your gaze. to anyone else it would look like she was expecting you to say something, but you knew better. you knew that unless she gave you verbal permission, anything that wasnt a safe word would be met with punishment. so, you stayed silent, keeping your eyes on hers as you waited. and waited. and waited. your neck was starting to hurt. it once again felt like eternity before the stillness was broken, this time by her smooth voice. "You may speak."
that was all you needed to hear before you whined and let the begging begin. it was honestly more of a jumble of 'please!' and 'im sorry!' than anything intelligible, but she was able to make out one of her favorite phrases, "Please, do anything you want to me! Jus' touch me more..."
once she was satisfied with your pleas, she held up one hand to silence you, stopping your babbles immediately. your voice was replaced by hers, her accented words much more coherent than yours were. "Do you think you deserve my touch? You were very disobedient earlier. I told you to wait for me to finish my work, but you didn't. I'm very dissapointed."
that had you lowering your head in shame, breaking eye contact to rest your chin on the cushion by her thigh as you shook your head. that small sentence alone was far worse than the earlier punishment of kneeling with the toy, and ava knew it. you hated displeasing her. you hated seeing how she looked at you with a frown instead of the soft smile she only used with you. you took pride your subservience to her, how it was one of the main reasons she had picked you to be her right-hand years ago. you always did as she said, no matter the location or reason, you always did exactly as she asked. usually. it was very rare that you didnt, it just wasnt in your nature. today was one of those times unfortunately, you had interrupted her pile of paperwork to beg for her attention even after she told you to wait. unlike stratt, patience was never your strong suit.
so, that is why youre in the situation you are now, layed across evas lap an hour into a lesson on patience. the hand on your ass squeezed firmly before she sighed once again, you could tell she was tired and frustrated. most of the frustration wasnt aimed at you though, you knew she had been getting more and more work over the last week and it was starting to weigh on her, your disobedience was just the final straw. "Do you understand why you are on my lap like this? Speak."
"Yes, ma'am... I disobeyed an order from you to wait, 'nd now I need to be punished..." you murmered back, turning your head to look up at her once more.
she hummed in satisfaction at your answer as she began to rub her warm palm over your asscheek. it was quite for a moment, once again the only sound being the ticking of the clock, which sounded almost deafening as you waited for her next move. fortunately you didnt have to wait long. youre not sure when she had grabbed the remote, but the little bullet vibe jolted back to life inside of you just as stratts palm came back down on your ass with a loud smack! you couldn't help the shrill yelp that echoed around her office at the sudden stimulation, but quickly bit your lip to silence yourself. it was a good thing you had, because the next blow eva landed was even harsher than the first, this time on the opposite cheek as she spoke, "You may speak, I want you to count."
"Yes ma'am, two-" you attempted to reply but were quickly cut off by her firm voice instead,
"No, we will start over. Start from one."
there was no room to argue about it being unfair if you had wanted to, so you nodded your head once more, "Yes, ma'am."
that was all she needed to hear, making sure the vibrator was on the setting she wanted before returning to your punishment. her hand raised and came down just as fast as before, precise in her aim and firm in execution. you began to count, starting with one as she had instructed, onto two, then three, four and so on. by the tenth slap, you could feel your arousal leaking from around the vibrator and onto your shaking thighs. by fifteen you were struggling to get the words out, breath heavy and your throat tight as tears soaked the chair cushion under your face. eva stratt never did anything without full effort, and this was no different. by the time you choked out a warbled, 't-twenty!' her hand also stung and you were a complete mess. tears covered your flushed cheeks just the same as slick coated your thighs, entire body shaking and sensitive.
eva finally gave you some mercy, switching to gently caressing your aching flesh instead after the final number, "Good girl, you did very well. What is your color?"
you preened at her praise, taking a deep, steadying breath before replying with slightly shaky, "yellow."
she hummed once more, nodding once and continuing to gently pet your buttocks as she lowered the intensity of the vibrator once more. you stayed like this for a few minutes, willing your muscles to relax as you focused on catching your breath, the gentle touch and low words of praise from stratt helped. finally you were able to take a breath without gasping and the burning turned to a dull stinging. you swallowed, throat making a quiet click before you spoke up, "Green, ma'am."
thats what stratt liked to hear. this may be a punishment, but she never wanted to go past your limits, your comfort and safety always her number one concern. "Good, we are not done. I still have yet to finish your punishment."
that caught your attention as you whipped your head around to look at her with wide eyes. she allowed you to feel a brief moment of panic at the thought that she would return to spanking your sore ass, but the small smirk tugging at her lips calmed your nerves. thank god, thats not what she meant. she was teasing you. her fingers slid from their previous work at soothing your ass to dip down between your soaked pussy lips, just barley sliding between them as she spoke, "I do not think you have fully grasped this punishment yet, though, so I will finish by spanking your cunt instead."
you throbbed at the idea, gasping softly and looking up at her with pleading eyes. whether it was to beg her stop or keep going, you weren't quite sure, so you just nodded your head. at your acceptance, stratt placed her hand holding the vibrators small remote at the small of your back, pressing down slightly to keep you in place. ohh, this was going to be a rough one if she was already holding you still before even starting... she kept her eyes on your face as she turned up the remotes setting, vibrations intensifying to make your hips twitch into her hand. she let you enjoy the pleasure for a moment, taking in the way your lips parted to pant and your eyes slid to half mast as she slowly sunk her slender fingers into your twitching hole. she didnt fuck you like you had hoped, instead pressing the pads of her fingers once, twice, three times into your sweet spot before gripping the little string connected to the vibrator to tug it slightly. just enough to make it rest over that spongy spot inside that made your leg kick out involuntarily and a small moan escape.
once she was sure the toy was where she wanted, she pulled her fingers out and spread them, watching a string of your slick stretch before snapping. she brought her shinning digits to your mouth, swiping them along your lips before she leaned down to finally place a kiss as well. she didnt linger long, much to your chagrin, sitting back upright as she licked the slick from her lips and brought her hand back down between your thighs even as you tilted your head up to chase her mouth. she ignored you, simply nudging your legs more apart instead. you pouted but obeyed, trying to remind yourself to be happy she even kissed you once. she ran her thumb along the length of your outer labia, spreading the wetness as she asked once more, "Color?"
you had barley gotten the word 'green' out before the first hit landed. fuck, it hurt even better than when she spanked your ass. you weren't sure if she wanted you to count again, but took a chance to begin the process over again. it seemed to be what she wanted because eva didnt tell you to stop, instead delivering another harsh slap to your folds as she watched you expectantly. so, it started again, your breath becoming more labored with every strike and the numbers slowly climbing.
it hurt so good, her hand was just as steady as before, each swat landing perfectly to cover your entire pussy, evenly spreading the sting. it was a struggle to hold still, everytime she brought her hand down, you would clench around the vibrator still buzzing away inside, which pressed it more firmly into your g-spot and sending a bolt of pleasure to your stomach. you could feel it start to slide around some, but you were throbbing too hard to allow it to move too far from its position. the delicious vibrations paired with the painful swats to your pussy was heavenly.
you could tell your lips were becoming swollen once you reached five. eva momentarily paused to lift your leg, hooking your knee over her own to fully spread your sore pussy and reveal your clit. you felt a spike of fear at the upcoming pain. and painful it was, because despite the first strike being relatively soft, it still made you squeak and instinctively try to sit up. stratts hand on your back kept you down, but she didnt allow you a moment to adjust before landing the second. you tried to continue counting with a quiet 'seven..!' but eva immediately stopped and pinched your achey clit harshly instead. "Aht, you didn't say six."
it took you a second to register what she said, you had almost automatically said 'eight' when she squeezed your bundle of nerves. your sluggish brain telling you to count everytime you felt a rush of painful pleasure. you lifted your head from where you had your cheek pressed to her knee to look up at her in confusion, she had hit your clit twice though?
"You didn't count 'six' the first time I spanked your clit. You need to say every number in order, regardless of if you keep in time with me. Speak." her tone clear and authoritative, just as sure as everything else she said. for a second you wanted to argue back, to tell her that that wasn't fair, but you uttered a small, 'yes, ma'am, six.' instead. she gave a pleased hum before returning her palm back down to your pussy with a resounding slap!
ohh it hurt, far worse than her spanking of your ass and outer lips combined. a sharp pain blossomed throughout your entire cunt with each strike, starting from the abused outer glands where her hand first makes contact, to seep inwards to the rest of your clit thats hidden from veiw, and then down to your folds that jiggled slightly with each impact. every passing second had more and more arousal dripped down your thighs despite the pain. maybe because of it. either way, you were making a complete mess of evas thigh and her office chair, something youd feel bad about and offer to clean later. when you finally reached ten, you almost started crying harder from relief. your body automatically relaxed, eva never went more than thirty.
"We are still not done. I want you to cum by my hand."
you immediately tensed again, shooting your head up to look at her in disbelief. you wouldn't be able to do that! maybe shes teasing you again...? she wasnt.
without wasting another second, stratt turned the vibrator to its highest setting and a series of much softer but still agonizing slaps rained down on your poor, abused clit in quick concession. the small bundle of nerves throbbing as you scream and tried to wriggle out of evas grasp, back arching and legs kicking out blindly, catching her desk in the process as you started to push up on quivering arms, "Hurts! Hurts! oh, no, Eva please! I-I cant-!"
you shook your head no but tried to do as she said. you hated disobeying her. it only took hardly a minute more before finally, finally your body took mercy on you and allowed the much awaited orgasm to wash over you with a strangled cry of her name. your vision went white and all you could hear was a ringing in your ears.
the older woman swiftly grasped the back of your neck with her free hand, gripping firmly and slamming you back down on her lap with surprising strength. she leaned over to slot her forearm between your shoulder blades, pressing down with her weight to keep you in place despite your struggling. it was an awkward angle but she didnt let up once. her once collected voice had now taken on a hoarse edge, her breath coming out ragged as she seethed, "I do not care, I told you to cum, so you will cum."
stratt switched to rubbing light circles on your clit as you started to come back to her, your body jolting and shivering in her hold as you gasped, before stopping her touch completely and turning off the vibrator as overstimulation started to set in. it was quite for a moment, just your heaving breaths and the ticking of the clock before she once again broke the silence and leaned down further, pressing her lips to the back of your head with a quiet, "Good girl."
carl taking grace to home depot or whatever and buying him sour skittles really was like when you take your dog on a car ride and give him chocolate and burgers before being put down
Whats that one posts thats like a kid didnt know his family was poly and thought everyone had a mom, dad and mark(?). like mark and his parents kiss and do married stuff and he thought it was normal to have three ppl like that but then found out its not the norm
thats how i imagine rocky and adrians pebbles are with grace. not technically a parent but like hes part of the family in a way that isnt an uncle and sleeps with rocky and adrian. thats their grace. doesnt everyone have a grace??
