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"Rest in pieces peace of mind Someday we will reunite" 18+

[starlitmaria]

she/her Oct. 02 Requests are open Hello! I’m one of @larsandthewritergirl ’s frequent askers. You might know me as the Dan Dunne or Ex!Holland person from her account.

I post more short ideas than full length stories. Not an active writer.

Feel free to reach out to me! I’d love it if you share ideas with me <3

Please tag me if you use one of my ideas, I want to see how you wrote it out!

I am 18+ so mdni Holland March Dan Dunne Ryland Grace Driver Henry Letham

[larsandthewritergirl]

It's so hot today all I can think of is cowboy Noah fucking you in the sweaty heat 🚬

[starlitmaria]

skinny dipping with him after a long hot day and deciding to swim in the nearby river 👌👌

[blckgirlacid]

I need my weird alone time or I will explode

[larsandthewritergirl]

Me trying to respond to you guys while I'm tired as hell but my words keep mixing up

[starlitmaria]

Bro go to sleep it’ll be okay

I’ll kiss you goodnight

[larsandthewritergirl]

Do you think Sierra six would get annoyed of you constantly saying “6-7” to make fun of him since you’re sierra seven

He would probably get annoyed with me bc I'd be doing it every 6 to 7 seconds

[starlitmaria]

say how many seconds again..

[starlitmaria]

Do you think Ryland recorded a whole video of him and Rocky dancing to The Fox because of his cardigan and boredom on the ship?

Bonus: Rocky making fox masks out of xenonite

[gottabegreyhound]

Dinner with Mother Character/Scene Analysis

Okay. I finally finished this scene analysis. This is heavy and deals with a number of topics that were not easy to write about. Please keep that in mind, and don't read if that's upsetting to you. It was upsetting to me and I had to take breaks to write this. Protect your peace of mind, an analysis isn't worth hurting yourself over, trust me.

Have some warnings before we get into it: rape, incest, childhood sexual assault, physical abuse, verbal abuse, and pedophilia

I'm putting the rest of this post (the actual analysis) underneath just in case. Again, read from left page to right page.

I do love this movie, but there is a lot from the script I wish was left in (and some I'm glad was left out). However, given the topics the movie (and by proxy the script) covers, I think it was better to leave things more so implied than spoken about... it's also much easier to digest and won't make you want to turn the screen off as much.

The subtlety of the film is one of my favorite aspects of it, but I do wish Julian's spirituality was spoken about more- rather than implied or shown through vague shots and coloring. Sometimes there can be a bit of tell to the show. There just has to be balance... even just calling Chang a guardian angel of Julian's would have been beautiful to me.

@midnightmelinda cuz I wanted to see what you thought of this :3 if you can't read through this, don't worry about it. This shit was heavy as fuck to write about.

[starlitmaria]

oh Julian.. you din’t know how much you mean to me

And to think no one has ever said that to him

[sstje3z]

New York Istagram posts from the gang (Efs, Cloakmepls, Dizzyjah, Unreal_sol, 3fs) (more under the divider)

[starlitmaria]

The vlog BETTER be 30-40+ minutes long OR ELSE /j

[sstje3z]

— i have REALLY bad news gang.. 😔😔😔 (no vlog bruh)

[starlitmaria]

Why would you say tha—

[sstje3z]

New York Istagram posts from the gang (Efs, Cloakmepls, Dizzyjah, Unreal_sol, 3fs) (more under the divider)

[starlitmaria]

The vlog BETTER be 30-40+ minutes long OR ELSE /j

[starlitmaria]

Get off my lap, Rocky!

Rocky coming over to Dr.Grace’s office and sitting on his lap as Ryland work on his computer.

He curls up in his xenonite ball with no care in the world that he’s taking up space. Ryland would have to adjust himself, since asking Rocky to get off has never worked out well.

Rocky would sit on Ryland lap whenever he’s bored or is trying to get Grace off the screen. If Ry skipped a meal, not getting sufficient sleep, or is too deep into a task, Rocky comes in to bother his flow state.

Ry’s personal alien who acts like a cat whenever a laptop is involved.

Real footage of Rocky blocking the screen so Ryland can focus on his own human needs.

[bee2124]

When tumblr refreshes itself and the fic I was reading fucking disappears forever 💔

I’ve been searching for a smau I was reading for three days 😔

[k1swass]

when u find a masterpiece x reader fic, but the reader turns out to have a name and a description

[miraclesabound]

Perfidy

Summary: Perfidy in war is defined as appearing to act in good faith while all along intending to break the rules of combat. Grace won't even bother to admit that he's at war with you. Movie/book spoilers

Pairing: Dark!Ryland Grace x F!Reader ("Dr. Smith")

Notes: I owe @starlitmaria for inspiring me on this - their ficlet "Dollhouse" is the first Dark!Ryland story I've seen so far, and I'm going to do my best to help expand the tag.

Warnings/Tags: Dark!Ryland Grace, Professional Jealousy/Embarrassment, Non-con by fraud, Non-descriptive smut, Emotional Manipulation, Gaslighting, Forced Drugging, Kidnapping (of sorts), Not a Happy Ending, Gloating Grace

My PHM Crew: @broadwaybaggins, @grogusmum, @starlitmaria, @felix24601, @phoenixhalliwell, @pontifikado, @plutorine, @underthe-northernlight

In every universe, Ryland Grace is a coward - but in this iteration, he's also a scheming, duplicitous weasel. He's crafty about it, always staying above suspicion, and he's left many a broken heart and mind in his wake.

Normally, Grace wouldn't have noticed you - he doesn't do relationships, and he doesn't think he's the best judge of beauty.

What's not in doubt is your intelligence- Grace has heard of your work in cell signaling. When you're tagged in to join him in studying astrophage, you're as keyed in on its implications as he is.

However, you seal your fate when the two of you discover that astrophage does contain water as part of its cellular structure.

You know about Grace's paper - anyone who's worth anything as a biologist these days does. You're also someone who laughs at unfortunate times - it's been your curse since childhood.

When it becomes clear that the hypothesis has been disproven again - you can't help it, you start giggling. It turns into a full-blown roar of laughter, enough that even Stratt radios in from the other side of the glass. "Dr. Smith, status report - are you all right?"

You catch your breath, taking deep inhales into your lungs. "Yes, yes, I'm sorry - just...wow, Grace, it's like the Universe just told you to go fuck yourself!"

Now, you do have Grace's full attention, and he is livid. However, he knows he can't afford to lose his temper, so he schools his expression and tone. "Yeah, I guess it did, huh?" He does his best "aw shucks" shrug, and the two of you get back to work.

In his mind, he continues to stew - your laughter reminding him of every other scientist who insulted his work, who banned him from conferences, who made him feel like the staggering waste of carbon. He's not sure how yet, but one way or another - he intends to destroy you.

--

The two of you continue to work side by side in the coming months, you blissfully unaware of how the man you're coming to admire loathes you.

Grace nurtures his resentment like it's the child he'll never have - almost luxuriating in how angry you make him. Every day that he gets to know you further, under the guise of friendship (and perhaps more), his seemingly innocuous questions about your life hide his real intent - to figure out your weak points.

The opening comes the night everyone gathers for karaoke. Neither you or Grace ended up drinking, but with the lateness of the hour, you find yourself leaning on his shoulder as you return to your adjoining quarters.

Grace thinks he's seen your eyes softening around him lately- and he's not entirely surprised when you lean in and kiss his cheek when you get to your door. Very well, if that's how you feel - he's more than capable of playing the lover.

With a tenderness he's learned to fake over the years, he scoops your faces to his in a perfect kiss. "Oh thank God," he hears you whisper against his lips, and he almost wants to laugh in triumph.

It's all too easy to follow you into your room, shove you down on your bed, strip your clothes off you, and fuck you like he owns you.

He's rougher with you than you're usually comfortable with, but he can tell as the two of you curl up together afterwards that he's got you all for himself. In fact, you might just be in love with him.

---

Grace isn't surprised that he and you are named 3rd and 4th in line as science officers for Hail Mary, but he doesn't count that as part of his design against you until the explosion that kills Shapiro and Dubois.

The two of you being a couple now is no secret, and you cling to Grace's arm during the meeting to decide what to do next. It's like Stratt says - this is a tragedy, but the launch window can't be missed, so what's to be done about the science officer situation?

"You know I hate separating you," Stratt says, and Grace can tell she's being sincere. "But we MUST have an astrophage expert on the mission, and we don't have room for both of you."

Your fingers tighten on the material of Grace's rain jacket. "How much time do we have to decide?" you ask.

"I need an answer in three hours," Stratt says. "If you can't decide between yourselves, I'll make the final call."

"We understand," Grace tells her. "Please excuse us."

Instead of talking, Grace takes you back to his room and fucks you for the last time, so hard that you fall asleep from the exertion. Once he's sure that you're out, he goes by himself to Stratt's office, telling her that you agreed to go on the mission.

----

You blink awake, and when you feel the bed empty next to you, you frown. You'd thought that Grace was going to stay with you until the meeting - where is he?

There's a knock on your door, and when you open it after getting dressed again, you see Stratt standing in the hallway with Grace and a man you don't recognize standing behind her.

Your confusion turns to nausea and horror when the other man unrolls the packet he's carrying with him to reveal a syringe and a vial of medicine.

You start to stutter in shock, and Grace says to Stratt, his voice oozing false sympathy, "I did warn you about her possibly panicking when we got here - but I promise, Dr. Smith is up to the task."

Your voice returns to you and you scream, "Get away! All of you, get away from me!!"

Stratt approaches you, placing a hand on your shoulder. "Dr. Smith, please don't make this harder than it has to be. You will be remembered as a hero."

"Don't touch me! Ryland, please, tell her, I didn't agree to this!" You knock Stratt's hand away, looking everywhere for an exit. The other man looks away for a split second, and you bolt past him into the hallway.

The people you pass are a blur as you run out of the main building and sprint across the open yard. You hear the vague crackling of radios, and you can sense the members of the security team closing in behind you. If you could just make it up and over the fence...

Several strong hands grab you and pin you face-first on the ground - you're sure that you'll get a bruise on your cheekbone with how hard you land. You scream and kick and curse, but it's no use.

Out of the corner of your eye, you see Grace approaching. His words a minute ago are confusing you, but you can't help calling out to him, "Ryland, please! Please, don't let them do this! Don't-"

Before you can finish your sentence, Grace straddles your back and injects something into your neck. Your scream of pain soon slows into a whimper, and Grace places a mocking kiss behind your ear. To anyone watching, he seems to be comforting you as the drug takes effect.

The last words you hear are "You shouldn't have laughed at me, honey..."

[starlitmaria]

this so good bro I can’t

[starlitmaria]

Bro 😭 he gets too into it sometimes it kills me

[starlitmaria]

I don’t mind doing it for you

Leland agreed to petsit your animal(s) for whenever you’re out and about.

He surprisingly liked and got along with your pet(s), even getting familiar with their schedules within a few hours of going over the instructions multiple times.

☆彡- Dogs

He loves taking them out for walks and see them get excited about the outside critters. He makes sure they’re getting fed on schedule and appropriately. Maybe spoiling them with a few treats and praises for being so good and listening to commands. Even if they’re bad, he’ll still try to find a way to make them act good. He may or may not taught them a new skill to cure the boredom, he was so excited and proud when he showed you their newly learned trick.

☆彡- Cats

He used to not mind taking care of cats. He thought of them as being pretty cool and chill to have as pets. But unfortunately, he has a few issues with them and their diet later on in life— he used to own one when he was younger. That cat ate his fishes. He doesn’t like them after that incident, but he’s willing to try again for you. He talks to them when he’s alone, asking them why his fishes and should've waited for their cat food. He eventually learns to only like your own cat(s), yet still counts each and every fish in his tank, making sure they didn’t magically get to them or anything.

☆彡- Reptiles

Awkward and took a while for him to get used to them. It’s uncommon for him to get anywhere near them; they’re interesting though. He watches them with curiosity at everything they do. He feeds them from an appropriate distance, adjusting their heating/light lamps, and carefully pets them before quickly retreating his hand to not anger them and get bitten.

☆彡- Rodents

Careful and gentle for the jumpy little ones. He actually tries not to do any sudden movement or noise; sneezing, coughing, clearing his throat, and even a fart. He lets them have the day to themselves and their running wheel. Occasionally visits the room to check on them and see if they need a water or food refill. May have gotten bitten for messing up their home, but doesn’t hold it against him since he knows they’re quite sensitive about their environment.

☆彡- Birds

It’s an interesting job to take on. He knows little about birds, but thankfully your instructions were direct and simple to follow. They’re fed on time and appropriate, kept them stimulated with exercises and conversations, and making sure they were content even without you around. He enjoys making small conversations with them, and was taken aback when the bird would talk back by chirping or verbally repeat one of his sayings.

☆彡- Fishes

He absolutely loves your fish tank and your shared liking to fishes. He sits in your room and watches how their fins sway in the water, a little bit envious that you got a better tank than him. The schedule wasn’t that different from his so that made his job a lot easier. Your room is another spot where he can zoom out, while staring at the dishes swimming around. He is so comfortable with your room and job, anticipates for another day of doing it all over again.

[starlitmaria]

Other Woman

Being Allie’s replacement wasn’t easy when he came back from the military and found out Allie got with another man.

The only way he decided you were worthy to be his partner was because you carried resemblance. Desperate for her yet heartbroken at Allie’s betrayal. You were there as second best for the wrong reasons. You were never authentically seen in his eyes.

Her name would occasionally slip up into conversations that were never about her.

Sex? He’d moan out her name with his eyes closed. It was wrong to imagine someone else but that’s what love desperation does to someone. It’s a shameful thought to admit that he’s only willing to have sex with you is for improvement. He wants to be the right one for Allie whenever she decides to come back to his arms.

Dinner? She’s the hot topic. Comparing to what she’d done and what you’ve did, bringing up old memories for the thousandth time, and mentioning about his heartache when Allie called the breakup and left. No letters written back to him.

Dates? He’s masking it with thoughts of her. Reliving the carnival days where he first met Allie. Forcing you to go on the same rides as her, eat the same treats as her, play games with the same awards.

It’s highly unlikely he’ll see you for you. Whenever his delusions clear and you’re in front of him, his heart never swell up. He’ll give a small smile that says he views you as a close friend. A friend with benefits, a relationship that’s only benefiting him. His faux love feeds your delusions, too. You wake up everyday in hopes that love will turn true. It’s an addictive parasitic feeling that you can’t leave, an everyday gamble to see if it’ll change, no matter how much it hurts.

But all of that work was forcefully taken away from you whenever you swooped by his house for a visit. The door opened and behold it was Allie, the girl your “boyfriend” was all over about. That day was the day you’ve realized you will never have a chance with Noah. Her genuine smile and grace was something you could never get mad at, she urged you to come inside and have breakfast with them. At least she was the only one to give you sincerity. You politely refused with a smile and requested to see Noah instead, just for a quick chat. She returned the smile and quickly got on with the request, calling Noah over the front door. You had to break up with Noah that day in private. It wasn’t an option to be with him for longer. His heart just didn’t have enough space for you. It never did.

Maybe better luck next time?

[larsandthewritergirl]

Cowboy Noah trying to help you learn how to ride a horse after getting your own horse as a gift.

he is NOT letting someone take away this precious opportunity from him. Thats why you’re not having another trainer.

Getting all close to you, putting his hand on top of yours on the handle, gently instructing you right by your ear, “Don’t pull too hard now, darlin’.” “Hold it right, just like that, atta girl.” “C’mon, you can do this. I know my girl can.”

But then gets hard because you’re basically grinding on him with each step that the horse takes. His grip tightens around your hips to keep you still so he can control himself and get this lesson over with.

“Hollon, darlin’, keep yourself still now unless you’re looking for another lesson why you shouldn’t tease a cowboy?”

Later, he grinds on you whenever you’re making dinner and reminds you to not get wet. Forcing you to control himself just like how he did earlier.

“Not fun now, isn’t it?”

UGH BRAT TAMER NOAH NEW IDEA

I was 5 seconds away from death last night so I sadly couldn't respond them but I am awake and ready to respond to this.

Every gallop from the horse is like torture to Noah, your back against his chest as your ass perfectly grinds right against him

He tries to talk himself out of getting wildly hard through his Levi jeans

Dead grandma.... the war.....poverty.....horrible things.......fuckingyoufuckingyoufuckingyou

It's worse than pulling teeth he knows that for a fact

He can't have anyone else seeing this

He tries to get you to slow down, patting your thighs and placing his hands over yours

"Atta girl" 🚬 "my girl" 🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬

After the lesson he is sweating bullets, but he has work left on the farm and he can't pass it onto one of his ranch hands, they have enough on their plates as it is

You give him a kiss, telling him you're going to go shower off and start dinner

Once the sun is down and he's done with his duties he comes back, kicking his boots off at the door, walking through the house to see you in the kitchen.

"Dinner smell good, darlin" he mumbles pulling your hip, pressing your ass into the cabinet as he leans into kiss you

He shoves himself against you, grinding against your cunt as he pushes your little skirt up, revealing your panties

His jeans feel good against you, but as you grip his arm and whimper he stops you, grabbing your jaw

He warns you, telling you he doesn't want to see a single wet patch in your panties after your teasing today

Cowboy Noah you are my life 🚬

[starlitmaria]

I genuinely need him in my life..