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  1. Public Bookmark 45

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    “This looks fine, this is a serviceable draft. You’re at least as good at drawing as an eighth grader, Dr. Grace.”
    “I— thanks.”
    “You still want to learn about carpentry? You didn’t even get to use the saw.”
    “I”—
    “What about after school? You free?”
    Ryland Grace does not have a packed social calendar. “Robotics club on Wednesday, but maybe the beginning of the week, or next Thursday if that”—
    “What about today?”
    Sure, Grace doesn’t have big plans on a Friday night, but certainly this guy seems like he should.
    “I was just gonna grade— yeah. I’m free.”
    “Great,” Simon beams at him. “I’m on bus line duty,” he checks his watch, “shit, five minutes ago. But I’m done at four thirty. See you back here?”

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    24 Jul 2026

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    Simon glares viciously at the poor excuse of a knot. It’s not the boot’s fault, he knows that. He’s glaring because he has no other option than the one currently at his disposal, and it’s an option he despises with every piece of his wretched heart. But the sun is climbing higher and he needs to get outside to check on the garden. He grits his teeth and forces the words out.

    “Can you…help me with something?”

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    Or, 5 times Simon needs some help, +1 time Grace needs some help.

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    24 Jul 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 49

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    Sometimes Grace will make a departure from his usual dreadful t-shirts and putter around the ship in a tank top; on those occasions, Simon gets a glimpse of the splattering of moles down his back and arms. They all seem to fit well—one on his collarbone, a couple on his shoulder blade, even more clustered down on his hips in the rare, treasured glances Simon gets when Grace stretches for a switch high above his head. As if they've all been placed individually and lovingly on his body.

    Whatever created this angel must have loved him very much, Simon thinks, and always looks away before Grace can push his glasses back onto his nose and catch him staring.

     

    OR from what little information Simon has about angels, they don't wear t-shirts with painful slogans, and they don't trip over things all the time, and he would've thought they would be able to hear. This one isn't like that.

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    22 Jul 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 38

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    Is Grace passionate?

    Is he capable of expressing his fervor for someone without the sexual aspect?

    In a way, Simon is his partner. Just not like that.

    Grace likes exactly how they are.

    Maybe that was his problem. Was he too comfortable in his bubble? Was pushing himself viewed as ‘making an effort for once’? That was something an ex had once said to him.

     

    || Grace fearfully waits for Simon to want more out of what they have. Meanwhile Simon is wholeheartedly content.

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    22 Jul 2026

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    “Grace must not take off suit,” Rocky says sternly. “No part of suit, not even gloves. Not gloves. Grace, you listening?”

    “Yeah,” Grace murmurs, not listening. A couple of Eridians are scuttling around him checking all of the seals on the hazmat suit at his wrists, his ankles. He’s barely aware of them. Too busy staring through the panel of clear xenonite that peers into the quarantine hospital. Staring at the prone, lone figure laid on the bed like a lamb across an altar.

    “New Human has pathogens that will harm Grace,” Rocky reiterates loudly. “Big harm, will make Grace sick sick sick. Do not want Grace to get sick, statement! Only doing this at all because Grace insisted. Must take quarantine seriously!” As Grace mumbles serious yep, the Eridian drags two of his legs over his front carapace. “Give Rocky strength. Affix gloves please.”

    (A bloodymary fix-it fic with extra emphasis on touch starvation, and boy is Grace ravenous.)

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    20 Jul 2026