#simon convict

Weird Fishes I might make a better version later idk. Based off the Radiohead song Weird Fishes (one of my favorites)

♪ Yellow - Coldplay Your skin, your skin and bones Turn in to something beautiful

I tried to redo my first sketch of them (bad bad bad) I hope this redeems myself. Also here a little funny drawing I did of Grace having a gay panic. This ship means so much to me bro what the hell… they are literally all I think about… You know how bad it means that I wrote a short fic that I’ll never post but I will draw a scene from PROMIS! (Like bro I never write I leave those to the professionals!!)) Also I really like drawing fem! Grace with shorter hair I think it fits her.

These two have bewitched me. Their cringe fail ways have captivated me.

I dyed my teo’s hair and now I get cosplay things in return 😈

Bloody Beginnings Iron Lung and Project Hail Mary Spoilers In the beginning, it was just the two of them. Just Grace and Rocky, but spotting another ship, Dr. Grace became excited, asking Rocky if he knew the type of ship. Grace could have bet his left pinky that it was human. The way it was designed made him think of something from Earth. Didn’t take long for Hail Mary to line up with the mystery ship, sending a note in a Xenonite canister, offering allyship. What happened next confused Rocky. When Grace boarded the ship, he had big sparkly eyes, and not just because they were near a moon that offput light. Upon seeing the only occupent of the ship, he was drenched in blood, the ship surrounded with the bodies of others. Grace leaked, again, twice actually. One time when they found the bodies and Rocky suggested they leave this ship before Grace died (squishy blobs are bad at living), and the second time when they saw Him. A disheveled man clutching a box close to him with one arm, irritated, panicking, and in pain. Possibly experiancing hallucinations due to CO², Hydrogen Sulfide and (unironically) Ammonia poisioning at the looks of it. “Don’t fuck with me!! I did my time! Tell me if youre real! Who are you!? Stay the fuck back!” The man says, backing up only to trip on a body, scrambling to get back up, grabbing the black lock box. He glares at them, looking at the two, terrified, as if not aware if they were real or not. Grace’s leak continued as he explains that they are here for help, Telling him that its okay and they are infact real. He tells the Man that he hasn’t seen another human in so long and is amazed to see another this deep out from the Earth. The man, upon hearing “Earth” perked up like a puppy (something Rocky not know about, but Grace say is good animal. “Human best friend” Grace say. Rocky do not like this.) According to this Man, Earth was gone, and has been gone for quiet some time. He tells Grace that The Quiet Rapture took it with all other stars and habitable planets. The only thing that was left were desperate remaints of humanity across barren moons. Except the one they were orbiting was not barren at all. Just mentioning the beast down there made him upset, far more skittish. Grace got close, putting his hand out. Again the man yelled to stay back, baring teeth and scrunching his nose in displeasure. But Grace did not move. He didn’t move not one inch. He only stood still. Smiling, also showing teeth through the suit. This made Rocky confused. Why did humans bare teeth so much? Was Grace trying to intimidate him? He could hear the Man’s heart beat. It was fast and slightly uneven. But Grace’s heart beat normal. Calm, happy. Same way it has been since setting course to Erid. “I’m real. Touch me.” He says. “Go on. I won’t bite.” The man stares at him, petrified with him this close. What was so scary about Grace? Rocky thought. He fists him all the time. It is not scary. Rocky comes to the conclusion that this Human must be dumb. Look dumb at the least. Grace on the other hand, thought differently. This poor man was all alone, for god knows how long. He has probably dreamt about another person coming to save him many times and all of them were false hope. Grace once worked with middle schoolers. He knew their agression and frustration stimmed from fear, as most creatures did. Hell, Even Rocky got frustrated when he was afraid Grace was going to get hurt. It’s natural. Hesitantly, the Man, with the box under his arm, touches Grace’s fingers, jumping back as if shocked. “Oh my god-” He says, lerching forward to grab his waist, holding him tight, dropping the box during the process. “You’re real!” Rocky couldn’t see, but he could hear the Man start to leak, Grace too, for a third time. Sigh.. Humans and their leakage.. For a good 80 seconds, Grace hugged the Man. Something Rocky noticed though was the Man was not using both of his arms. “Why no hug Grace, Question?” He asks, tapping twice in the ball. The man flinches, Pointing at him, yelling: “AH! That’s real!?” Grace lets go so he can back away, nodding as he put his hands up “Woah woah, hey- Its okay. That’s Rocky. He won’t hurt you! He’s my friend.” “What is that!?” He shouts, becoming defensive again, picking up the box off the floor. “Some kind of alien spider!?” “Well-.. technically no. He only has 5 legs, not 8.” Grace mutters. “He’s an Eridian. Haven’t seen too many aliens have you? Don’t worry, Ive only met him.. He’s friendly. You can trust him.” Hearing “You can trust him” had to be the worst thing to tell people who’s already trusted once before and almost got eaten by a massive blood ocean fish. “Whys it in a cage?” The Man asks, stepping to the side to get a better look at this so called not-spider rock alien. “No no no! Not a cage, atmospheric transportation device. Rocky die in Grace atmosphere. Grace die in Rocky atmosphere. Compromise!” The labrador sized hamster ball replied. The Man tilts his head. “So.. what.. he’s poisonous or something?” Rocky pouts, offended he would accuse him such a thing. “Sort of? His temperature is far hotter then ours, just being in his air burns. And being in mine burns him. Its a mutal ‘catch on fire’ situation.” Dr. Grace explained, smiling, glad to have someone else to talk to. “Anyway, now that we got that out of the way, What uh.. what all happened here?” Grace asks. The Man frowns. “..You wouldn’t believe me.” Grace gestures to the not-spider rock alien in a ball next to him. The Man sighs, pointing out the window to the moon below, specifcally at a large red patch in the clouds. “Down there is a massive blood ocean with a giant telepathic man eating fish monster that I may or may not have killed. The ground moved, like it was breathing. Hell, the whole fucking thing might be just one big ass alien.” “Huh.” Grace says. “Bad bad bad!” Rocky whispers. “Huh? Thats all you have to say about that?” The Man grunts. “No duh its bad..” “I have tons of questions. But first I want to get as far away from this moon as possible if what you say is true.” The Man shakes his head, grumbling “I told you, you wouldn’t believe me.” “Oh I do believe you. Thats why were leaving. Come with us? The alternative is starvation or dying from carbon monoxide poisoning.” Grace smiles, as if making light of this very very bloody current situation. “Please don’t leave me here!” The Man says, all too quickly, only to look away, trying not to seem so desperate despite all the ideas running through his head of survival. “I… i’ll come.. But you’re not getting the box!” “Don’t worry, we won’t touch your things Right Rocky?” The rock alien made a chirping noise, signifying agreeance. Over the next couple of hours, Grace and the Man remove all valuable resources from the ship, taking the extra water, a very small amount of remaining supplies, and even some parts from the ship that might be useful later with other projects. “I’m Grace by the way. That’s Rocky. What is your name?” Grace asked the man, who had to take a moment, seeminly to remember. “Simon.” He mutters. “Great! Welcome aboard the SS Hail Mary, Simon! Say hi, Mary.” Grace smiles. “Forgien body detected! Forgien body detected!” The system wails, making Simon flinch and take a step back. “Yeah yeah.” Grace sighed, typing something on a dashboard. “Sorry she does that. Anywho.. Hows a shower sound? Hm? Can’t have all that blood tracked around.” At the mention of a shower, Simon melted into the thought, becoming suddenly extremely exhausted. All this adrenaline, the feeling of actually being rescued and not just hallucinated wash over him just as the recycled warm water runs over his head until it no longer runs red. Still though, he kept the lock box just outside, incase anything happened. Honestly now he was scared. He wodnered if this was a trick of some sort. Has Eden sent for him?? Was this part of his reward? Was the C.O.I giving him a comfy ship to he transported to freedom? He wondered where they were even headed. Honestly at the moment he could care less. Being in the water alone made his eyes even heavier. And now that he thought about it, he really wanted to just lock himself up somewhere to sleep. Climbing out dripping wet, he squeezed his hair out in the drain, grunting as he realized his clothes have been taken (though probably for the better) and in their place a shirt that looked ill fitted an some sweats that possibly were too tight, and yet somehow slightly long. He grunts, putting them on with a huff. He had been right about the shirt, it was too tight, he could feel himself streatching it just by breathing, and his pants bunched uncomfortably with each couple steps. Looking around for a couple minutes, he tried to familiarize himself with the environment, noting the lab equitment and stools bolted to the floor. This didn’t look like it had C.O.I written on it. It was too clean. Too sleek. Less militia looking. He’d be shocked if this ship had any defenses at all. It looked to be for research of some kind, but really he was too tired to question that right now. “Hey.. If I go to sleep you aren’t going to cut me up and study my insides right?” Simon asks monotonely, not at all joking. Grace’ face goes from smiling at their new guest to frowning. “Oh my-.. Rocky was right, that is a little tight..” “Uh-huh.. anyway can you awnser me? If I wake up and Im all cut up I’m going to be so pissed.” “What?- OH!” Dr. Grace shakes his head as if clearing thoughts. “God no! You’ll be fully intact. Promise. Here, let me show you. There’s some pods for sleeping over here. I got extra blankets if you need. Sleep as long as you want, we have a long road ahead of us.” He says. “Just tell me if you need anything.” Still holding the lock box, Simon stared at the bed and then to Grace, who was far too happy for his liking. “…How do you know I won’t kill you in your sleep?” Simon asks, lowly and almost predatorily on purpose, curious of his response, but before Grace could awnser, Rock came up into the tunnel he has made so to watch Grace sleep. “Rocky no let that happen. Rocky watch Grace sleep.” “Right. And I would hope that you *dont* kill me in my sleep, esspecially considering the hospitality I’ve shown you so far. That and Im almost 90% positive you have no clue how to work this ship. You would be going aimlessly until you starve to death.” “Hm…” He had a fair point. Simon *didn’t* know how to pilot this ship. He barley was able to run the submarine. “..Im just saying.. you should really be careful on who you let board. You don’t know anything about me. For all you know I’m a blood thirsty murderer.” Grace shrugs “Yeah well.. Maybe. I saw you needed help so I helped you. Is that really so bad? Besides, you arnt planning on murdering me in my sleep, now are you?” “…..” Simon was quiet, not yet sure if he should trust them. Esspecially not that spider alien. “See? You weren’t, so it’s okay. Look.. I know what it’s like to be all alone. I know what its like to be scared and wonder if you’re going to live or not. But you don’t have to worry about that anymore. You’re safe. All I ask of you, is instead of stabbing me in my sleep, you don’t. Okay? Sound like a plan?” Simon, again, was quiet before giving a nod. “..Fine. But I’m serious. I’m going to be so fucking mad if THAT thing eats me.” He grunts, pointing at Rocky, who makes a noise of displeasure. “Rocky not eat humans! You will taste bad!” He says, stomping a leg on the glass like pane, clearly upset. “Oh yeah, they all say that!” Simon says, now making his bed before hoping up. Grace sighs, still grinning half heartedly. “I promise neither of us are going to hurt you.” “Rocky will.” The Eridian mumbles. “No, you won’t. Statment.” Grace says, now walking towards the door, followed by Rocky through the tube. Turning, He leans agasint it for a second. “I’m really glad we found you.. Goodnight Simon.” Before Simon could even whisper a goodnight back, the door was closed. Now, he lays here in the dark. His body hurting as his mind races far too fast for its own feet. Why was Grace being so nice to him? He was smiling the whole time.. Why did he give him such tight clothes? Infact why did he provide him with such stupid clothes to begin with? Why was he so trusting? Did he have a death wish or something?? And why, for the love of humanity, Did he want to be near him even more?

Playing with his hair, braiding his hair, putting it up in a cute scrunchie and decorating it with hair clips ooooh He’s so fluffy he needs to stop it

I’m shaking and crying rn look at himmm look at the arm thing he does he’s so little 🥺😭

<3

Monster Simon in a pool of blood I like this design a lot I forgot the gills but whatever

i colored that simon + the edenlings post :D

I have seen Iron Lung 3 times and Project Hail Mary 0. That being said I want those men to kiss. Heated Astronomy is so iconic

Hello iron lung community iron lung has taken over my mind

Ah, just my type- Pathetic, lonely men forced to go on a suicide trip to the unknown by a mean woman (I also like the mean women)

Giving Simon one of these okay If he gets too cold on the station he can warm it up! And if he gets too hot he can chill it :3 And it smells super floral like nothing he’s ever smelled before. Always absentmindedly pressing it against his nose to smell it and rubbing its soft fur on his face.

thinking of simon coming into grace’s ship for the first time and being absolutely amazed. he doesn’t know where to put himself because there’s so much room and everything is so much better than the shithole he was just trapped in. but he doesn’t want to get in the way of anything so he just stands awkwardly until grace tells him to come sit or lay down in a specific spot…a spot that just so happens to be called a “bed”…🥸

Mating dance💫 TikTok - Make Your Day (I saw that TikTok and I needed to draw that) Reference:

are we picking up what i’m putting down…modern!AU where grace figures out that simon can’t see for shit and he takes him to an eye doctor for his first pair…as blind as simon is, he can’t bring himself to keep them on his face, similar to how grace treats his glasses like a pair of science goggles…idk just a thought 🥸

Simon fem plz ONE CHANCE Anyways here a WIP hehe

has anyone considered the normal ryland x mutant simon AU…🤫