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Additional Tags: Denial of Feelings, Feelings Realization by Tosie for Beatrice_Otter
Fandoms: Fandom For Robots - Vina Jie-Min Prasad
22 Dec 2025
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bjornruffian is a quick learner. The Hyperwarp fandom is lucky to have an artist so dedicated to rendering accurate representations of robotics. Computron is lucky to correspond with her.
These are objective, factual assessments. He will convey them to her as part of his feedback.bjornruffian requests RobotFan's input on a new comic she's working on, in which Cyro's emotion circuits feature prominently.
Computron doesn't know why bjornruffian insists he's the best at writing Emotional!Cyro, when he doesn't even have emotion circuits.
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Where Peace Begins by Tosie for Flowerparrish
Fandoms: Genghis Khan - Miike Snow (Music Video)
17 Dec 2025
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The mission: surveillance.
The international criminal known as Zlatynos had suddenly started frequenting an exotic dancing venue. Agent 118 was to find out why. Perhaps he had struck up a money-laundering deal with the establishment, or was supplying them with stolen equipment.
It was a simple fact-finding assignment, to start with.
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A close call pushes Rorschach to act on her feelings for her partner, but they hit some stumbling blocks along the way (specifically, self-hatred and internalized lesbophobia).
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A gas attack on patrol leaves Rorschach somewhat lost, and requiring assistance (whether he wants to accept it or not).
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Because we all wanted to burst into song when we found out, right?
A song about the existence Good Omens season 2, to the tune of "Good Morning Baltimore" from the musical Hairspray. Only the first verse + chorus, but I might do the whole song if inspiration strikes.
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A collection of stories revolving around the idea that Crowley's pre-Fall name was Anthony.
Why? Because the concept gives me a lot of feelings, okay.Aside from sharing that premise, the fics will be unrelated unless otherwise stated.
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Scrambled love by pleniluneheron for Rick_Sanchez
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir
14 Jun 2026
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The more that I think about it, the more I believe in the small possibility that my unfertilized eggs may be safe for Grace to consume. It’s at least worth trying, I resolve, as I watch him cry himself to sleep for the fourth consecutive cycle. His stomach is constricting, growling loudly. He’s been unable to keep the coma slurry from resurfacing once again.
I can detect his body shutting down. I decide I can't allow this to continue. I won't allow myself to sit by and watch idly as he dies in front of me, like so many others have before him.
Unfortunately, there is only one method that I can use to procure Eridian eggs for Grace's consumption.
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i want more :(
In the end, I’ve decided that keeping Grace alive is more important to me than his trust. I'll have to lie.
He turns to begin rummaging through the lab’s many drawers. I find myself speechless. I hope he’s right, I hope he really can remove the poison and eat the eggs without hurting himself. But…
Deep down, I did not think this would actually work. What the hell am I going to do, now?“Here goes nothing,” he says. He lifts the fork to his mouth and wraps his wet, squishy lips around it. His mouth is so incredibly obscene, wrapped around my egg, tongue flicking against it. Lewd, lewd, lewd. Ugh. So gross! I'm forced to knock a claw against the ground angrily a few times to ground myself from the discomfort. I usually try not to focus on what he looks like when he eats. I'm seeing details I've never noticed before this moment, and they're disgusting, repulsive, fascinating.
Between my excited vibrating and soft embarrassing squeals of interest, Grace notices something's up.
"Is it fun for you? Watching me—" he asks, between gorgeous, heaving breaths, "—work out?"
"No. Is disgust," I deny. I don't move from where I'm pushed up against the wall, observing him. "Necessary to collect data on tool usage. Pleased… tool appears effective.""Wh—Grace. Hello," he breaks out of whatever trance he was in and scrambles to turn his "face" toward me. "Apology. Was focused. Very important work."
I look down at where his claws have stitched together a mesh of interwoven metal. It's impossible for me to tell what he's making at this stage, but it's cool to look at. The ship's lights reflect off of the tiny geometric honeycomb design and make little sparkles, a tiny iridescent illusion slipping between Rocky's deft claws.
"Very important work, so you've said many times. When do I get to know what it is?"
"Eventually. Patience, Grace," he clicks, chiding me.
"Right, well…" I tap against the xenonite barrier, fidgeting. "Will you at least tell me why it's making you upset to work on it?"
"What?" Rocky stops his movements entirely, claws frozen, the rhythmic clicking noises of his tools suddenly silent.I reunited with dear Adrian some time ago. They have found a new mate and have been hard at work on maintaining Erid’s ecosystem. In the wake of ecological disaster caused by the decreased light from the sun, they’ve become very busy with their job. They thanked me, trembling over themselves with delight as most Eridians do when meeting me, now that Grace and I have brought back the cure for our sun.
It was surprisingly nice to speak with them. We’ve both changed so much in our decades apart from each other. I’m pleased to see them happy and thriving and alive. They asked about Grace—“the alien”—they called him, and I admitted to my fondness for him. I don’t know why. I haven't told another soul before or after them. I've hardly been able to admit it to myself. They wished me luck with him and asked to be invited to our mating ceremony, once we have one. I agreed, though I’m sure no such thing is in our future.Grace knows there is still a small amount of egg rations remaining, but he has much more exciting food to eat now. And I'm glad, of course! But unfortunately, my body is still convinced it needs to be in reproductive overdrive.
I probably should see a doctor, but what the fuck would I even say to them? "I fed my best friend my eggs for years and now I get horny at the feeling of a light breeze?" Absolutely not. I'll continue to suffer.Grace turns around quickly and uses his keycard to scan himself back out of the house, fleeing with tears streaming down his face, breathing shallow. The keycard is how he got inside in the first place, a way for him to open the heavy door made for Eridian strength. It also unlocks the door, as I've just learned in what is definitely the worst possible way.
"Have you seen a doctor about this? I read about ovi-overproduction, and that stuff is really bad for—"
"Rocky health fine. Worry about Grace," he interrupts. "Stupid stupid stupid Grace. Grace angry at me but still worried. Rocky not die of ♩♫♩ just small discomfort. Grace Rocky apology friendship conversation more important."I'm pulled from my thoughts as Grace leans away to click a button on his remove to pause the movie.
"Sorry, pal, just wait a sec, I'm gonna grab a snack," he says, getting up from the couch to walk over to his kitchen.
I can't help it—I purr, quietly, excitedly. He's still comfortable eating around me? After everything? Our friendship really must be less damaged than I thought it would be, if he's really about to let me watch him eat. Maybe he's doing it on purpose to show me just how much he treasures our friendship. Maybe he wants to show me that he truly forgives me and harbors no resentment. -
grace pretty, rocky stare by serenfire
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026)
05 Apr 2026
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If Rocky propositions him during the workday, he makes no such attempt at a performance—or, as Rocky likes to call it, courtship.
After they determine this is indeed the word Rocky’s using, Grace snorts. “No. Courtship is, like, old-fashioned dating. Very formal old-fashioned dating.”
“No, no.” Rocky gestures to what he gave Grace. “Is courtship. Trust.”
“I don’t know what this is, but it’s not courtship!” Grace holds up the honest-to-God padded handcuffs Rocky made for him. They jingle a little. “Explain how this is old-fashioned to you. Quickly.”
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Established relationship. Stretchy xenonite.
Rocky nestles his ball between Grace's spread knees. He scoots himself against the very edge of the bubble, only an inch of clear glass between them. If Grace tugs his glasses off of one ear, unfocusing his eyes, Rocky is practically sitting in his lap.
Rocky tilts his body back and angles out so Grace can see...him.
No matter how long it's been since the last time, it's always too long. Grace presses his face against the bubble so hard that it begins to fog up. "God."
Rocky taps the glass once more, about level with Grace's crotch. “Take out, please.“Guess! Rocky yells. “Guess, guess!”
Grace would absolutely hazard a guess, but...his words catch in his throat.
He doesn't want to be wrong. He doesn't want to get his hopes up and then learn Rocky is talking about his new build of the Taumoeba-To-Pizza Flavorator (title pending), or something.
"Rocky..."
“You want me say, question? You don't want guess, you want me say?“
Rocky looks so excited that the worry Grace has vanishes. Even if this isn't the breakthrough, Rocky's so over the moon that whatever he has, Grace will love it.
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The Denmark Incident by CandyQueenAO3
Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir
16 May 2026
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While attending a UNESCO conference in Denmark, Anthony J. Crowley - a leading astrophysicist - is giving a presentation on the habitable zone of exoplanets. Dr. Ryland Grace, in attendance, has a few choice words for him.
OR: Given the events of GO3, it is entirely plausible that Crowley was the scientist that Grace pissed off in Denmark.
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Vibrations by pleniluneheron
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026)
25 Apr 2026
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“Human book recommends relaxing bedtime routine. Listen to soothing music, sleep in a cool, dark quiet room. Stick to regular schedule.” Rocky recites what he read. “Schedule is good, room is dark and quiet. Soothing music, question?”
“Not a bad idea,” Grace stretches his legs a little. “I’ve shown you lots of music. You remember the soothing ones. Why don’t you sing for me?” He asks, jokingly.
“Good good good!” Rocky chirps excitedly, wiggling around inside his ball. “Yes, Rocky will sing. Grace will listen. Grace will sleep easily.”
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ovipositors
It’s easy to imagine a little Rocky being surrounded by doting parents that sing this to him, letting their baby know just how loved he is. Grace thinks about that being 200-plus years ago and feels something in his heart ache. Though his perfect memory means Rocky would never forget something even from that long ago, when Rocky remembers and recites all the words now, Grace feels the weight of it. The song that is being shared with him means something to Rocky.
“Thank you, really,” He scoots a little closer to Rocky so he can reach his hand out and touch the xenonite panel, trying to express his appreciation for the kind gesture. “Please, um, keep going, if that’s okay.”
“Yes, yes! Will continue until Grace wakes. In the forest, far away, long ago…” Rocky begins the song again.
The melody is very soothing. Rocky is so close now that Grace can feel the vibrations of the song as it reverberates around in his xenonite ball. Grace scoots a little closer and curls his body around the ball, and suddenly he is able to feel the rhythm of the song across his chest.
It is not long before he drifts off into a deep slumber.His train of thought is interrupted when Rocky climbs on top of him, resting squarely in the middle of his back. Rocky settles down, and even resting only half his weight was still enough to knock the breath right out of Grace. “Whoa, buddy!”
“Rocky can watch Grace sleep properly, correct distance. Now Rocky pet Grace.” Rocky wraps his solid, rough arms over the top of Grace’s shoulders. He kneads at Grace’s skin, performing his best mimicry of Grace’s earlier touches. Grace groans appreciatively.He reaches his arm out to rub the top of Rocky’s carapace. Rocky pauses for a moment, then leans a little into Grace’s hand and continues what he’s working on. The adorable purring noise coming from his vents tingles in Grace’s fingers. Grace fixes his gaze over to where two of Rocky’s hands are deftly fabricating a terrarium atmosphere system part. He bends a sheet of galvanized steel in half like it is made of paper.
I want him to do that to me.“Thank you, Grace.” Rocky says. “Thank you for asking about Adrian. Whatever happens, nice to speak about them and think about time spent together.”
“Of course, bud.” Grace smiles, wipes snot from his nose. “They sound awesome. I’m so excited to meet them.”
“Yes, Adrian amaze amaze amaze. Grace… amaze, too. Grace reminds Rocky everything Rocky loves about Adrian.”
Grace stills. His face turns red.He chuckles quietly to himself in disbelief, playing with the little model house Rocky made as a courting gift today. It’s a replica of Rocky and Adrian’s house on Erid, or at least the version of it as Rocky remembers before he left on the journey. He keeps reminding Grace that the house will be much larger when he sees it next. Adrian is, apparently, always making plans for more rooms. It sounds like Rocky is usually in charge of actually constructing the rooms, which is maybe why he sounds exasperated talking about the process.
“Mmph. Mmmmph!” After a few attempts at words, Rocky takes pity on him and removes the digit, smoothing the spit across his lips after for good measure. “Hah – bleh, seriously?”
“Human form inefficient. Can not even communicate while using mouth!” Rocky says, sounding disappointed in him.
“I – huff – I was trying to!” Grace pants helplessly. He points a finger at Rocky, accusingly. “You’re being mean on purpose again.”
“Grace likes mean on purpose.” Rocky tilts his carapace, confused, and mimics him, pointing a finger right back.
“Yeah, well, that is,” He struggles to disagree. “That’s true. But please warn me next time!”
“Warning! Hand in Grace mouth. Now.”“Whoa.” Grace turns to face Rocky, shocked. “That’s a huge freaking compliment. That’s really how you felt?”
“Eridians do not typically engage in sexual penetration. Eggs are laid externally.” Rocky whines. He fidgets, embarrassed, under Grace’s gaze. “Grace knows that already.”
“Yeah, but you never said... that! That would have been such a turn-on!” He grins, and leans over to hug Rocky, who swats him away. Grace begins to undress, removing his cotton-like tank top and wide leg pants designed for him by Adrian. Another courting gift, of course. “I’m the best you ever had, really?”
“Go touch Adrian, already. You’re being such a troublesome mate right now.” Rocky grumbles at him. It is not a no, so Grace takes the win and crawls over to Adrian obediently. They are at a nice height for him to press his whole body against them in a big hug, and he does. Adrian purrs. -
Design Thinking for Everyday Life by lyricl
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir
09 May 2026
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"So how humans pick partner?"
"Well, sexually speaking, I guess a lot of humans go off of looks,” said Grace. “Physical appearance.”
“Physical appearance!” Rocky was scandalized. “No good. Bad variable. Tell you nothing. Have to run experiment. Have to try.”
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"Wait," said Grace, "Need word. What was that? You tried what? You said attachments. Did you guys go ice skating or something?"
"Try 🎶🎵🎶🎵. Two Eridians, both pleasure each other, pleasure themselves. Humans not do this question? Rocky never see Grace do this. Human life very boring. Sad."
"Wait wait wait," said Grace, feeling his face grow hot, and not from exertion from his squats. "We have a word for sex. We talked about this."
"We talk about fertilize eggs, raise children. That is sex, right?"
"No, no," said Grace. "We need to update the dictionary. That's reproduction. Sex is different.""Is that-you use toys every time? Like, do Eridians ever have sex without attachments?"
"How have sex no attachment? Just use claws question? No way. Rocky make joke."
"What did you do before you developed...tools?" said Grace, baffled. "Like, evolutionarily?"
"What humans do before develop fire, develop wheel, develop medicine?" retorted Rocky. "Die. Suffer. Get sick, inside and outside bones all break or rot in goopy head. Rocky read some humans have baby and die, have baby kill humans without medicine, other humans not care, keep doing reproduction anyway. Who cares what anyone do when science bad? Have tools now. If no attachments then how have good sex question? Grace sex good no attachments question?"
Grace's whole body went hot again. How did he even answer that? He'd had good sex with his ex, sure. And yeah, she'd used a vibrator on herself, but it was all pretty by the book. They were never too good at talking about sex, let alone picking out...tools...together."Grace always say taboo if not want to talk about something, Rocky not believe Grace," said Rocky. "Rocky think Grace special awkward about sex for no reason. If Grace not want to try, just say no."
"What about Adrian?"
"Grace welcome to ask Adrian to try when get to Erid but probably Adrian not want to try at first. Have to get used to Grace. Disgust.""Grace joke," said Rocky, in tones of desperation. "Gangbang not real. Bad human joke."
Grace wiped his eyes and turned to sit cross-legged with his knees against the xenonite. "Not joke. But not common. Pretty taboo, actually. Talking about sex is kind of taboo, unless with you're with friends. But gangbang extra taboo."He shouldn’t say yes if he thought this was the only way he’d ever get to have sex again. That wasn’t fair to Rocky. When he floated this conclusion to Rocky when he laid down for bed, with Rocky settled in his own bed just beside him, his laptop and screen-reader at the ready, Rocky was less than impressed.
“Pretty good reason have sex,” said Rocky.
“Not for me,” said Grace.
“Grace overthinking this,” said Rocky.“Ok, ok, jeez, sorry,” said Grace. “So walk me through it.”
“Not complicated. Seem similar to humans. Go to bedroom with mate, make bedroom vibes comfortable, pick attachments, have sex until 🎶🎵🎶🎶🎶, if not reproduction then all done. Hang out.”It was awkward at first, describing first his own dimensions and then what he liked in such blunt sensory terms. Whenever Grace got too abstract, Rocky would interrupt and redirect him back to the basics. How long? How fast? Where on or in his body? How much? What position? Lying down, or sitting up, or controlling a motion? Facing Rocky or away? Eyes covered or not? Grace didn't have much experience with sex toys, but he allowed himself to be lightly bullied into things he never would have suggested himself.
"What point have prostate not use for pleasure?" demanded Rock, when Grace got squirrely about anal sex.