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furthest we've ever been

grace, who has been alone for five minutes: oh my god. an alien! im not alone anymore! i hope he wants to be friends :)

rocky, coming up on 50 years of solitude, imprinting on grace in ways baby ducklings can only dream of: if you leave me to sleep where i can't watch your heart beat i am blowing up this tunnel with us both in it

occudo

They wear suits, but they don't even know basic etiquette.

Based on @cowardsexual 's post of a very sleepy phm science team and Grace's teacher instincts

sonoftheria

✴︎ BETRAYED STRAYS ✴︎

thefriendlypigeon

❤️💙💛GRACEFUL💛💙❤️

⭐[my social media links]

pineappical

thinking about statues of Grace being built all around Erid years after his passing so he can continue to watch over Eridians as they sleep

kamapon

Color pencils lambs 🩷

betsydobsons

Neil Josten + the iconic roast

"You know, I get it. Being raised as a superstar must be really, really difficult for you. Always a commodity, never a human being, not a single person in your family thinking you’re worth a damn off the court— yeah, sounds rough. Kevin and I talk about your intricate and endless daddy issues all the time. I know it’s not entirely your fault that you are mentally unbalanced and infected with these delusions of grandeur, and I know you’re physically incapable of holding a decent conversation with anyone like every other normal human being can, but I don’t think any of us should have to put up with this much of your bullshit. Pity only gets you so many concessions, and you used yours up about six insults ago. So please, please, just shut the fuck up and leave us alone."

claie171art

Petrova line

galacticsabc

Go! Rocky, Go!

bloominflowers

a centaurs appreciation post bc I love these characters and this team with all my heart 💗

walmartnoodle

Wdym you hate Stratt? Without her you don’t get a story

its-too-many-fandoms

Omg I love this piece. Grace the hanging man, content with his life but cannot avoid the changes coming; the ship his noose, the rope that binds him to his fate; the blood red stars beside him, Olesya and Yáo the angels haunting him in the background. Eva Stratt, the one who holds it all on her back, the world is literally on her shoulders, the Petrova line on her neck. She will not falter, cannot afford to move, and yet still she glares at us. Eva challenges us, daring us to ask if we could do better, if we could hold her burden for even a fraction of the time.

Eve, the mother of sin, who held the world in her hands and was cursed for not knowing.

Eva, director of the task force, who now holds the world, and still must curse man to save it.

In the end, it always falls on a woman. I could never hate you Eva Stratt