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hello!! my name is xi (pronounced zai/“zī”) and i use he/him pronouns.

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I see your “Rocky swears like a sailor but only in pitches humans can’t hear/refuses to teach Grace what those words mean” and raise you “Rocky swears like a sailor and now has to explain to Grace that ‘bad bad bad’ isn’t actually a sequence you play on your Eridian speech piano in polite company.”

Grace is both horrified and amused to realise that a more accurate translation for what Rocky’s been saying is “shit shit shit”.

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Eridian government representative: Greetings Rocky, Saviour of Erid, and Grace, Saviour from Beyond the Stars. We are pleased to welcome you home.

Grace, haltingly on the keyboard Rocky built for him: Wassup bitches. Fucking jazzed to—

Rocky: GRACE STOP TALKING NOW NOW NOW I EXPLAIN LATER

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Impatient against cautious

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one of the reasons i love this movie so much is because of the happy ending. i fully expected rocky to die when i saw the trailer (as such movies usually kill the alien creature) and at no point in the movie did i think both them and their planets are gonna survive and everyone ends up happy. even when they were separating to go to their individual planets, it was bittersweet because they had to leave each other. genuinely couldn't believe they gave me the most positive ending where everyone lives and everyone is happy and everything is fine.

your-own-scifi-nerd

Don’t talk to me I’m thinking about the way that Sandra Hüller managed to show how Eva Stratt was begging Grace not to make her force him. Every-time I see the look in her eyes she is screaming and crying and sobbing in her mind please don’t make me force you please let us part on good terms please

for-those-who-wait

The controller is immune to Rocky's atmosphere, they have a camera set up for his sonar to detect the screen etc etc reasons why this is canon

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grace finds a camera and a stack of film in addition to the polaroid (of himself, alone) that was tucked into his personal belongings. the first picture he takes is of himself in the lab holding up his cup of surprisingly perfect space coffee in a “believe in the hail mary” branded mug. he scribbles, “time to get to work” across the bottom.

he takes a picture of yao and ilyukhina’s name patches that he’s pulled from their flight suits. another picture of the empty control room. two more pictures of the view from outside the airlock — the vastness of space and the twinkle of stars.

when rocky shows up, he’s found a much more interesting subject to photograph. he’s got some pictures of the alien tinkering with something, giving him a thumbs “up” (“no, that’s down”) or jazz hands. rocky can see him holding something up, can hear the click of the shutter and the whir of the internal components that spit out the photo, but grace has to explain the entire concept to him.

“we take photos to remember things,” he says.

“human brain weird,” rocky replies. “can remember some things, but not all. eridian remember all.”

grace’s collection grows. pictures of rocky in his enclosure, goggles and gloves drawn on the clear xenonite. rocky sleeping and grace in the corner, holding up a peace sign. rocky moving across the tunnel in the lab so quickly he’s just a brown blur.

he’s still got some film by the time they make it to erid. he documents the progression of his ecosphere on the alien planet, from tiny bubble to full on habitat. he’s got a picture of him and rocky, standing proudly in his new and improved life support suit. rocky and adrian, standing by the water. his first class of students, standing behind him in their celebration clothing for the first eridian-human graduation ceremony.

rocky will occasionally sneak away his favorite photos to transcribe them onto small stone slabs that line the walls of his home with adrian. in each of the pictures, there are noticeable changes to grace — more grooves in his face, a dip to his posture.

when grace’s eyes can no longer see light, rocky gifts him with one of these slabs. it’s a picture of grace flanked by rocky and adrian. in front of them is a smaller eridian, half the size of its parents, its carapace made up of marbled grey and brown stone. grace is laughing, watching as the young eridian tries to find its footing in the life support suit.

grace traces the grooves of the stone with his fingers.

“it’s us,” he says. “it’s a picture of us.”

“it is memory,” rocky replies. “for grace.”

“thanks, buddy.”

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Adrian looking at his husband’s sad creature struggle with a children’s puzzle (that is ment to be listened to not looked at) and wonders if Grace was totally honest about 30s being an adult for his species.

Rocky is just laughing his ass off that Grace is having the worst time with a puzzle ment for their species equivalent to preschoolers. He loves making problems for Grace in his enclosure (he needs the enrichment).

nugbrownies

Technically five hands and five legs at the same time, but Grace doesn't need to know that.

cozy-stardust

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.

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byjove

when I was like 15, a drunk woman I didn’t know at a party who was smoking a cigarette on the porch started randomly opening up to me about her infertility journey and I told her how I was my parents rainbow baby after multiple miscarriages and fertility treatments said not to lose hope. she comforted me about being a strange kid without many friends my age (hence why I was at a party full of adults thrown by my uncle) and told me everything would work out eventually. the next time I saw her like 2 years later (small town, mutual friends) she was carrying her newborn. I think about that a lot. it’s easy to feel disconnected from people and but sometimes just talking to them and hearing their point of view and relating makes you feel less alone. even if you’re only each other’s company for a few moments.

illegalvampire

petrova line

riddlrr

i need to…. stop drawing project hail mary….. before i die of joy….

finzerr

not homophobic, just a hater❤️

copper-leaf

The similarities in how Grace interacts with Rocky and Stratt in the movie are actually so striking. They’re narrative foils, and their similarities show how Grace relates to people he gets close to.

When Grace first meets both of them, he tries to run away. They both end up racing him/chasing him down.

Stratt’s first words to Grace are “knock-knock”. Grace and Rocky’s first greeting is a knock on a wall.

Stratt and Rocky are both established to be bad at jokes, and have a very literal way of speaking.

Grace calls both Rocky and Stratt “mysterious”.

Grace asks Stratt: "Can I think about it?" She replies: "You have three hours." Grace asks Rocky: "Can I think about it?" He replies: "Yes. Think about it long time." (Addition from @inkyrainstorms)

Stratt takes Grace away from his environment to help solve the problem. Rocky leaves behind his environment to join Grace in his.

Drew Goddard you can write one heck of a screenplay.

imadoctornotanescalator

PHM Textposts pt 10-???

verlierer-is-lost

“Ad astra per aspera”

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