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  1. Public Bookmark 46

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    “I can’t force it,” Simon argued. “You gotta open it slowly or you’ll damage something. It needs lubrication.”

    That sure shut Ryland up. God, why did the terminology for all of this have to be so charged? Ryland tried hopelessly to take a deep breath and fix his glasses, but the air was too hot and heavy for both actions. He watched as Simon took out a cotton swab and applied a thin layer of lubricant to the ring.

    “Once I get the old one out, this should slip right in,” Simon said, returning to poking and prodding at the thing.

    “Jesus…” Ryland blurted, chest tightening at the words.

     

    4 times they got riled up + 1 time they actually did something about it.

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    23 Jul 2026

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    No astrophage au. Grace is a teacher, Simon is a museum security guard, they meet during a field trip. Simon and Grace are both anxious wrecks who can’t talk about their feelings.

    Grace is trippin (ah) stumblin (ah) into Simon’s heart.

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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

  4. Public Bookmark 51

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    What the title says. An unrelated series of BloodyMary doing the devil’s tango in as many ways as I can think of.

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    17 Jul 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 38

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    “Grace?..”

    Oh.

    Oh fudge, he sounds terrified.

    I forget my own nyctophobia in an instant.

    “Simon? Simon, can you— can you keep talking to me? I’ll come find you. Or you can follow my voice and come to me instead? Uh— where are you?”

    He is silent.

    Fudge.

    Or: the biodome lights go out in the middle of Grace's class, and no one reacts badly to it. At all.
    (alternatively: Simon doesn't do well with the darkness, but Grace is there to remind him about the light)

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    16 Jul 2026