tfw you’re high off your ass on pain meds and you’re pretty sure the guy that looks just like Ryan fucking gosling, who just pulled you from the Mayan’s description of hell with the help of a sentient rock, is an angel escorting you to heaven
i hate that when you try and look up shit for writing purposes it starts linking suicide hotlines and addiction advice articles like bro i just wanna know the information im not killing myself i promise. now tell me what i wanna know
I think it'd be really funny if Simon crashed onto Erid, and only saw Eridians first. "Aliens from an alternate dimension" feels more... digestible, in a way? He knows humans aren't necessarily trustworthy — but rocks are familiar. Rocks have less motive to hurt him.
Until he asks "Wait why are you able to translate my language so well" and the Eridian scientists have to admit they were trying to do a slow introduction of Simon to Grace. Like a conservation program at a zoo. Maybe this is a silly idea but I think it'd be fun for Simon to trust the Eridians more than the other human. At least rocks don't lie?
made these memes based on a scene that I wrote for my fic lol
rocky is william dafoe posing all the time in my mind, which is to say I think james ortiz should start taking pictures like those I think it would really suit his vibe
Just had the very vivid image of Eva and Ava smooching and riding a trolley into the sunset, with Simon and Grace dead run over on the tracks. The trolley has cans tied to the back like it's a honeymoon sendoff and one of the guys is squeezing the others butt. Who said that. Send post
I love bloodymary but also I just like. I gotta point it out. Ryland ABSOLUTELY knows of Markiplier right. Like. He's a middle school teacher. He knows. Like unquestionably. He is fully aware that he is, ahem, In Space With Markiplier. Like he probably thinks they're like. Twins. Or something. And I think that's hilarious.
very short one today, this is like,,, an interlude between chapters i guess, let's call it part 3.5
posting this mostly to ramble about the amalgamation of thoughts that make up this eldritch AU:
the idea is that the eldritch thing here isn't the iron lung god, or the eel, it is literally the tree that exploded out at the end of the movie
it gained consciousness/became an interdimensional eldritch being (through handwavey fuckery, idk) the moment it exploded out and it killed the eel
also healed simon,, lizard style, he obv aint human anymoe
the reason it is so fond of simon is because they fused and it gained simons memories (and most prominently of his fond and reverent memories of the tree on eden that the tree came out of)
(also of him taking care of the tree in some way, whether its tending to the soil or spilling blood to it)
somewhere in that logic this giant interdimensional plant thought "ah yes this lump of flesh gave me life and my freedom and it yearns for freedom therefore i shall search for a suitable habitat"
then it spent a few moments and an eternity scrolling through universes where it believed its charge would be happiest, found poor grace, saw the same cinematic parallels tumblr saw and said "aight thats the one"
it connected them like,,, cosmically
(not really relevant to the plot but it infected and changed grace the moment he reached back to it in his dreams to become like simon bc the lifespan difference between ryland and rocky devastates me on a daily basis)
(i don't think anyone mentioned it in the comments of part 3 (or at least i didnt see anyone mentioning it) but one of my favorite little details i added is that the tree roots gradually wrap around graces arm and around his ring finger) (hell yea, symbolism) (so i gave the other end of the tether to simon now :) )
another reason for the interlude is i realized that everything i wrote down was in graces pov so i figured id add a bit of simon before i wrap things up (even if hes unconcious)
thanks for listening to my ted talk, if anyone writes something about this begging on my knees send me a link, i find this stupid concept so interesting
You cannot convince me in any capacity that Simon would be a morning person.
Grace absolutely is without a doubt. But that means 9 mornings out of 10, Grace will attempt to wake up and will instead be pulled closer and forced to cuddle for at LEAST An hour before Simon relents and lets Grace get ready to go teach the pebbles. Usually somewhere between making coffee and gathering the homework he'd graded the night before, Grace will feel an arm snake around his waist and a warm face nuzzling into the junction between his neck and shoulder.
part of the reason i love mean, bitchy, rude, domineering, firecracker female characters and loathe seeing them defanged is because the prickliness repels men and the defanging is ALWAYS to make them more fuckable for whatever man they have a weird sexual tension with. like yeah i don't like the Mean Lesbian stereotype either but at least the mean lesbian isn't shelving her career to become a tradwife after spending however many episodes/chapters/issues saying how much she didn't want to do either of those things
i will take twenty mean women being headcanoned as lesbians solely on the basis of how fucking toxic they are before i will take ONE formerly mean woman suddenly being sunshine and rainbows in the arms of a man she should be slapping across the face
and maybe this isn't revolutionary of me at all but in addition to being perfectly fine with the mean lesbians i also just want to see more female characters who are genuinely Married To Their Work. not in that she doesn't have time for dating but wishes she did, i mean that she genuinely gets all the fulfillment she needs from the satisfaction of a job well done and the socialization she enjoys in the process of doing her job. and it can be any kind of thing that keeps her busy, not just modern formal 9-5 employment; "passion" and "calling" also work here instead of "job". female characters are never allowed to loiter around unfucked, especially not if the male lead wants a piece of that (and even if the male lead getting a piece of that would completely derail everything she has going on). like oh my god can just one chick win an employee of the month award and not have to immediately suffer some sort of cisheteronormative penance for it
the thing is, as much as i want to hate the stereotype for its real-world implications, i'll only be able to stop finding catharsis in the fictional(!) Mean Lesbian when i stop feeling alienated by the mainstream reduction of female characters to sexdolls and housemaids.
anyway, in light of recent developments, i'm briefly returning to this post to give a hearty congratulations to both eva "scapegoat" stratt and captain ava iron lung for each winning the Mean Lesbian Employee of the Month award. your names' allusions to the biblical eve are not lost on me and i too agree that eve did nothing wrong. i do think it's feminist praxis for an intimidating, glowering, nonsexualized woman to seal a crying man inside a metal box and not let him back out
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