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Grace loved Rocky to bits. More than Rocky knew, and far deeper than the word meant when swapped among friends. Turning around to rescue them had given Grace plenty of time to think, and think, he did. About Rocky's bossy, determined, playful nature. Their willingness to accept Grace's every quirk (however "dumb" and "stupid"), understand his personality and needs, and adapt to it all. Their talent with feats of engineering were greater than anything Grace had ever seen. Rocky was smart as a whip and just as quick. And their unhesitating desire to trust and bond with Grace, to work together and save each other's stars? To risk dying to save him? Boy, oh boy. He loved Rocky.
A shame he'd have to just keep that to himself. Right?
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29 Sep 2026
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Love Dart by sburbanite
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir
20 Sep 2026
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Rocky taps his claws together anxiously for a few seconds, then seems to come to a decision.
“Fine. We can try. I make safety equipment.”
“Okay, good,” Grace flops back on the bed again, his nervous system overcome with sudden relief. Rocky's not going to cut himself open, and he's not going to die. They’re going to have a nice, casual wrestling session, and Rocky is going to pin him down and thrust into a xenonite container until he comes – or whatever his equivalent is – and then everything is going to be fine.
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27 Sep 2026
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Ryland Grace gets doted on by Condensed_almond_milk
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir
03 May 2026
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A weird lunch with Rocky and a brand new mate.
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“But you said you didn’t have a word for – for forcing someone into reproduction?”
“No. Is different, but equivalent violation. Means, to force to sleep.”
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Or, Dr. Ryland Grace has yet to confront the choices taken from him. Eridian norms, ironically enough, force the issue.
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12 Sep 2026
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The guy only sniffs and hitches his hands up on his hips, showing off a trimmer waist than his oversized rugby shirt suggested. “What’s your name again?”
“Rocky,” he offers, simple and easy. “You?”
“Grace,” the guy says. “Or Mr. Grace, if you’re a seventh grader within twenty yards of me.”
“Just Grace?”
“Just Rocky?”
Rocky arches a brow and steps inside the copy room, which seems to charge up the air despite the preexisting smell of hot paper and toner. “Look, Mr. Grace,” he says, trying to keep his posture open and casual even though Grace is nearly a hand taller than him. “I didn’t mean to roll up like gangbusters on your copy room racketeering gig, I was just trying to learn the lay of the land and get my sheets prepped for the kids. But I’ll mosey on down to the math department and put my formal order in if need be.”
Grace rolls his jaw like he’s got a marble in his mouth, and now that they’re closer Rocky can make out the bright blue of his eyes and the gold in his lashes. Damn, he’s a good looking son of a bitch, if only he didn’t have a stick jammed so far up his pert little—
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10 Sep 2026

