I'm Adeline; artist, writer, and permanently tired-er
Avid fan of Hazbin Hotel, Marvel, Percy Jackson, Marauders (You could not do anything to me that would make me support her), Supernatural, Sherlock Holmes, Good Omens (I also don't support gaiman), Our Flag Means Death, and too many other fandoms to list here.
Oh! I run the PJO Roleplay community linked here.
You can also find me on Instagram at sunshine.adeline. I will be posting more of my art on ista and more of my writing on here.
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Masterlist Below
(will be added to as posted)
Asks:
Endless Empty Miles Rafts
I see you
Hazbin Hotel:
Flirting Over the Bar (Huskerdust)
Home (Huskerdust)
Sherlock:
The Case of the Amnesiac Blogger (Sherlock & Co)
Poll for AU
Billboard Detail (BBC Sherlock)
John Watson and a Case of Self Discovery (BBC Sherlock)
So my friend has a theory that Cap will be HYDRA Cap in Dooms Day. If that is correct, then fanfic wise it could set up a wonderful opportunity for fics about Bucky saving Steve from HYDRA, just like Steve did for him.
Like: "You are my friend and I don't care how much HYDRA broke you because I have been broken by them before and you were there to help me heal so I will be there for you now and always until the end of the line"
Steve would be so much more stubborn and think he's in the right and Bucky would just look at him and sigh and grab him by the back of his shirt and drag him away
Bucky wouldn't have to use a clamp to hold Steve down, he'd just pin him with his metal arm
Bucky getting Steve a sketch book which he refuses, refuses, to touch because creativity is not a thing HYDRA lets happen, and then Bucky finally catches him with it one night
Steve was taken by HYDRA after returning for Peggy with the whole time travel thing. He had planned to return only for a dance and go back to the future, but HYDRA found out where he was and took him
The whole time Bucky was the Winter Soldier, Steve was also being conditioned, wiped, and trained. Maybe this is why Bucky had the reaction he did in CATWS; he recognized Steve, but as a HYDRA weapon, not as Cap or his childhood friend. Why didn't he even mention this to Steve you ask? He probably would make himself believe it was a hallucination or some trauma thing done by HYDRA and just try to forget
So my friend has a theory that Cap will be HYDRA Cap in Dooms Day. If that is correct, then fanfic wise it could set up a wonderful opportunity for fics about Bucky saving Steve from HYDRA, just like Steve did for him.
Like: "You are my friend and I don't care how much HYDRA broke you because I have been broken by them before and you were there to help me heal so I will be there for you now and always until the end of the line"
Steve would be so much more stubborn and think he's in the right and Bucky would just look at him and sigh and grab him by the back of his shirt and drag him away
Bucky wouldn't have to use a clamp to hold Steve down, he'd just pin him with his metal arm
Bucky getting Steve a sketch book which he refuses, refuses, to touch because creativity is not a thing HYDRA lets happen, and then Bucky finally catches him with it one night
Based off this thing I saw where Simon gets pissy, shouts at Grace and throws something and Grace, being the sensitive guy he is, starts crying and Simon, not used to his words having any sort of power like that, instantly is like I'm the worst person ever. Grace has been nothing but kind and patient with him and here he is making him cry. He apologizes over and over again, sent into a baffling state of desperation and hysteria to try to make up for it.
Grace shows him mercy, sinking down and giving him a hug and a kiss to the forehead to talk him off the edge. He then tells Simon he still needs time to get over it and the hurtful words Simon said, but that Simon doesn't deserve to punish himself so severely, just be more controlled next time. The start of Simon learning hes the only one in control of himself, he can't make excuses here and he won't be punished severely which creates even more pressure for him to grow as person.
In retrospect, it's hilarious that Stratt made everybody on the vat speak English in deference to Grace being monolingual
Because with how quickly Grace was able to pick up Eridian, even with literally NOTHING about it being familiar the way a human language would be, they probably could have chosen Mandarin as the universal language on Stratt's Vat and he would have just. Learned it.
“Oh but voting for ryland grace isn’t fun, cause ryland gosling-“
WRONG.
get that idea OUT. Ryan Gosling is a conventionally attractive actor. Ryland Grace is a nerdy stubborn fuckin little guy who formed a codependent relationship with a rock spider and is so dumb when it comes to relationships he went out for platonic dinner with his ex’s friend every weekend for years.
this man is not some blonde hunk from the front of a Calvin Klein advert. This is an awkward middle school teacher. He is a loser and i have a list on why.
Unironically said “whomp, there it is” while giving an impromptu lecture to the entire world’s leading scientists
his immediate reaction to seeing an alien was to dance horribly and see if it mimicked him
is aroace
if you don’t want him to be aroace there’s also markiplier
Or Stratt or carl or rocky or rocky and Adrian or mark fucking watney (it’s everybody)
There are currently 455 fics under the tag “ryland grace is a wet cat”
called a tube of gravy “better than sex”
named the medical robot Armando and thanks it
made rocky a paper hat for the top of his xenonite ball that said “savior of the world” and drew rocky lab goggles on his tunnel
wears shitty science pun shirts
wears his glasses so wrong it’s hard to believe they’re intact
Brought back hopecore and space and good movies all in one character
This scene has always been very important to me, and now that I'm getting more sentimental with age, it constantly brings tears to my eyes. The fact that John couldn't tell the therapist about Mary's hallucination, but started talking to her in front of Sherlock, killed me, tore my heart out, and continues to do so with every rewatch.🙏
Imagine Grace defined his name as the elegance definition of grace and Rocky spends years thinking how fucking ironic this clumsy leaky space blobs name is.
Until Grace slips out a sentence along the lines of "could you give me a little grace here" and Rocky immediately points out he used a word wrong so Grace has to explain that yeah, grace means elegance but it can also mean mercy sometimes too.
And Rocky has to suddenly reconcile that the clumsy leaky blob that saved his life twice, that almost certainly doomed himself to come back for him, name is Mercy.
Yes, Ryland Grace is the most aroace person you will ever meet. Yes, Rylan Grace was this secret third thing with Eva Stratt. Yes, Ryland Grace and Carl would've been wonderful husbands if fate hadn't ripped them apart. Yes, Ryland Grace is mates with two alien rocks who love him dearly. Yes Ryland Grace is down bad for Simon from Iron Lung.
All of these statements perfectly coexist in my head.
“This means… of Rocky, possessive. Of the speaker.”
“My.”
“Correct. But only for names.”
“So you’re calling me…?”
Rocky repeats the word: “My Grace. Yes.”
“Are there other Graces? Why do you need to specify?”
Rocky considers this, tapping his xenonite-encased claws idly against the floor.
“No other Grace,” Rocky says. “We just do this.”
“Like an honorific,” Grace guesses. “It goes before everyone’s name? Everyone you know?”
Rocky whirs in surprise. “No, no, no. Not at all.”
“Okay, then who? What makes me qualify?”
Rocky is silent for a moment.
“...Does this offend Grace?” he asks, voice lower.
Grace blinks. “No! I don’t think so. Is there a reason to be offended?”
“Good,” Rocky says, relieved. Grace is starting to recognize what Eridian relief sounds like. “No, no reason.”
“Who else do you call that?”
“You don’t have this on Earth?”
Grace considers. What for, friends? He couldn’t call Marissa “my Marissa.” That would be weird.
“I still don’t know what it means,” he settles on. “So I couldn’t tell you.”
Rocky groans in frustration. He’s a very impatient tutor. “We just say it.”
“Are you my Rocky?” Grace asks. He hits the two keys to make the my note.
“I don’t know!” Rocky says. “You decide this.”
“I decide? Who do you use it for?”
“You. Adrian. I will use it for my pebbles.”
Grace blinks. “So few?”
Rocky shifts. “I am… you do not have the word yet. Eridian who works alone often, not close to many other Eridians.”
“What, mechanical engineer?”
Rocky chitters with amusement. “Acceptable.”
“Is Adrian your only friend?”
Rocky draws back, like he’s taken offense. “I have friends. Coworkers. But different.”
So just Adrian. And him.
“This worries you,” Rocky says.
“Adrian is your mate,” Grace points out. “I’m not your mate.”
“Correct. You are not. You do not like to be a mate.”
Grace isn’t sure how to respond to that, so he ignores it.
“I’m your friend,” Grace says.
Rocky hesitates, for a second. “...Correct.”
“Like your coworkers.”
“No.”
Grace sighs, rubbing his hand across his face. Okay, maybe that’s fair. It’s not like he felt about any of his coworkers like he feels about Rocky.
“Best friend,” Grace amends. “You’re my best friend, too.”
Rocky hums. “Acceptable.”
“Just acceptable? Now you are offending me. Can you just explain?”
This makes Rocky fall silent for a minute longer than usual. Grace is half-ready to apologize and to say let’s move on and to retype his own name without the superfluous my.
“The Earth ‘best friend’ is not strong enough,” Rocky says finally. “It does not translate this way.”
Grace runs his fingers through his hair, a little nervous, for some reason. “Okay.”
“It is…” Rocky pauses. He has to pause more often, now that they’re not using the translator, to simplify his language. “It means that I am not Rocky without my Grace. You are part of… of the whole. When I wake up, I think of you. When I work. When I eat. When I think I am going to die.”
Rocky speaks slowly, but it’s still a lot of Eridian for Grace to grasp all at once. Even as he works out the sentences in his head, he can feel hot tears rising in his eyes.
“It means that when you are sick, I am sick,” Rocky continues. “And it means I will take care of you, because taking care of you is taking care of myself.”
Grace bunches up his sleeve, wiping it across his face, blinking furiously.
Rocky’s voice is soft. “So Grace is part of Rocky. Grace is like a cell. You see? My Grace.”
Grace is quiet, for a moment, trying to get himself together. When he speaks, his voice is shaky.
“...Oh.”
Rocky hums, pressing his carapace gently against Grace’s arm. “You are leaking. Does this make you sad?”
Grace shakes his head, sniffing, crossing his arms across his knees and resting his chin on his sleeves. “Not at all.”
“Good, good.”
“I feel like that,” Grace mumbles. “Just like that. Just exactly—exactly like that.”
“About your old mate?”
“Don’t act stupid. You know I’m talking about you.”
Rocky hums, burrowing closer. Grace curls one arm around his carapace. That’s not enough, so he leans over, dropping his head down so his forehead presses against the xenonite.
“My Rocky,” Grace whispers in English.
“My Grace,” Rocky echoes in Eridian. Grace can recognize the note at the start. He will add it when he plays Rocky’s name.
“How long have you called me that?” Grace asks. “Must’ve been a while. I didn’t notice it change.”
