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March had his palm read once, years back, by a hack psychic in a gaudy tent at some old timey carnival Holly had begged to go to. She'd taken one look at his craggy hands – two fingers bandaged at the time - and told him, in no uncertain terms, that if he didn't slow down, boy, he was gonna hurt himself. He tipped her very badly.
Suffice to say, he did not often have the appearance of a man in control of his own destiny.
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Cunk on Erid by Macremae
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026), Cunk on Earth (TV), Cunk on Britain (TV)
22 Apr 2026
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In this BBC documentary special, Philomena Cunk travels to the planet Erid to pose the questions no one else would even think to ask.
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evil alien space pirate by serenfire
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026)
20 Apr 2026
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“Picture: you, human, stranded in ship in space. Me: big bad space pirate, here to capture you and—”
“Have your way with me?” grins Grace. “Put your claws alllll over me? Claim me as part of your booty?”
Rocky reaches down and flicks him. “Grace make sound so stupid. Promise: is not stupid. Could be fun! Grace show me around ship, ready to do anything to convince me to let go free. Maybe Grace even show me own body."
“Oooooh, and then you could be like: ‘I’ll let you go, but since you’re the only human I’ll ever meet, I have to study you. Experiment on you. For the sake of interstellar biology.’”
“Well... word ‘probe’ did appear much during research."
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letters from eighth grade by hansdevice
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026)
28 Mar 2026
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Dear Mr. Sir Grace,
This is Abby from your eighth grade class. We have a substitute teacher called Mr. Tyson. He is not nearly as good as you. We don’t play with a lava happy-sack. We read out of a textbook.
over the years, Ryland Grace's eighth grade class write him messages.
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Most people know they're a bender since birth. Sokka just had to discover it at twenty when he accidentally burns his own house down.
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20 Apr 2026
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dialogue is so on point this rules
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“You said you talked to Hen about”—Ravi makes a vague, conjuring gesture, even though Eddie can’t see it—“all this yesterday, right? She dresses the best out of all of us. You should ask her for fashion advice.”
“I tried.” Eddie huffs. “She said, verbatim, ‘I’m not your gay Yoda.’”
With that, the fitting room stall’s lock finally clicks open, the door swinging open with a muted groan. Eddie steps out, arms spread wide. “Alright. What do we think?”
From an objective standpoint, he looks good. He looks really good. Objectively speaking.
From a subjective standpoint, he looks like someone Buck wants to pin against the nearest surface and fuck until they’re both stupid.
“Handsome, you are,” Buck croaks.
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Or: Eddie comes out to Buck and takes him clothes shopping.
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The last thing Chris said to Buck was in a text message. You’re so embarrassing. Buck had replied with the emoji with the one big eye and its tongue sticking out.
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Eddie tries to get them home.
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There are no monsters, mutants, or war. Robots do not stand as gladiators against the test of Man. Warriors do not drift together - close in thought and will and action.
There’s just a hole in the desert. And it grows.
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24 Feb 2026
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ohhh loving the almost house of leaves-esque There Is Something Wrong With This Space energy of this one
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Hermann knows that Newton is attractive, and he knows he should not be surprised that other people find Newton attractive, too.
This does not stop him from nearly walking straight into a wall when he overhears a handful of his Physics 101 students call Dr. Geiszler a 'DILF' in the hallway.
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"Rose's face looked a bit different. And Cass had had Rose's body pressed against hers enough to know it felt different, too.
Rose bit her lip as Cass examined her, and her eye flooded with tears again. 'Cass.'
'Oh my god,' Cass whispered. 'You're pregnant.'"
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Rose and Jason have a child together. Cass watches Rose.
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Newt runs a simulation given three constraints:
1: Newt wants to clone a kaiju
2: Hermann does not want Newt to clone a kaiju
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Newt's 15 when his mark shows up. He can't read it. It doesn't even look like words. He calls his dad and lets out some weak joke that his soulmate's a fucking alien.
Hermann's mark doesn't show up until he's 20 and finally content with the idea that he doesn't have a soulmate. That doesn't stop him from wondering if Newt is short for something or if his soulmate is actually an amphibian.
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29 Jan 2026
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incredibly based to be dunking on the australian government ao3 user kaijusalad remains real and based as always
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“I gotta be dreaming.”
Buck pinches him. Hard.
“Jesus Christ, Buck.”
“See? Not dreaming.”
Eddie sends him an irritated, wary look, but Buck is getting kind of amped up, so he starts pacing around with his hands on his head.
“Okay, we’re—we’re stuck in a fucking time loop. Both of us. Um, what if it’s like. What’s that movie called? Groundhog Day! Where we have to learn to be better people. Or like a fucking. Uh. A Christmas Carol.”
“A Christmas Carol isn’t about a time loop,” Eddie adds unhelpfully.
“Okay, b-but some fantastical shit happens and they have to be better.” Buck gasps. “Oh my God, Eddie. What if we’re terrible people?”
Buck and Eddie start living the same day over and over again.
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“Chim?” Buck yells loud enough that it bounces off a few cars. “Chim, like, Chimney? You have a crush on… Chimney? As in my sister’s husband?”
Eddie recoils, startled. “I thought you said you knew?”
“I… I…” Buck isn’t sure what to say. This changes everything—the entire day rewrites itself, and he sees every single fucking interaction: Eddie fawning over Chimney in the gym. The counter. The calls.
It was never about Buck.
“He’s fucking married, Eddie.”
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Eddie's got a crush, and Buck's handling it as expected.
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22 Nov 2025
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something so wrong with them god bless
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Eddie’s fingers dig into his own arms. Athena wants to tell him to quit it or he’ll bruise. She wants- to walk away. She wants this to be someone else’s problem, family, life.
“There were boxes in his car, Eddie. Clothes. Books, and-” she had helped him pack, they all had. Made a little party of it, Buck’s new apartment, the Diazes back in their rightful home, everything as it should be as much as it ever can be again. She’d looked in the back seat and saw a box with her own handwriting. Kitchen.
“What are you-”
“He was sleeping in his car?” Maddie’s always been smart.
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The day of the shooting, Eddie got stuck in a time loop. But that was three months ago. He's completely fine now.
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09 Oct 2025
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from the bottom of my heart: jesus fucking christ.
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“You think we should have sex?” Eddie clarified — still in that slow, deliberate tone, like any sudden movement would cause the ceiling to cave in around them.
Buck rolled his eyes. “I mean…not for real.”
“Okay. So you think we should have fake sex."
“Yeah, like reading Our Bodies, Ourselves isn’t the same as watching porn, right? It’d be educational sex.”
“Well if it’s educational sex...”
Or: Buck learns that Eddie's never had a prostate orgasm. Clipboard sex ensues.
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08 Oct 2025
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learning so much about comb jellies
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“You were drunk. I know it didn’t mean anything. Everything’s alright.”
Buck visibly winces. “That’s not — Eddie.”
There’s a suspended moment where Buck looks torn, standing on the edge of something, eyes fixed on the horizon to avoid looking at the drop, the precipitous canyon below. But then Buck, who can’t lie, who would tear his own chest open to a complete stranger on the street because the truth of him spills so loudly out of every jagged edge, sighs out:
“It meant something.”
There’s a ringing sound somewhere in the distance, getting closer. “What are you…” Eddie trails off.
“I wasn’t — well, I was drunk. But that wasn’t what. Wasn’t why. Not entirely, or — god.” Buck shudders in a breath, steeling himself. “I have feelings for you.” He closes his eyes. “I’m so sorry.”
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Buck confesses his feelings. Eddie’s straight. If he spends all his time thinking about Buck and looking at Buck and wanting to be around Buck, well, that’s just being a good friend, isn’t it? He’s being so normal about this, actually.
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There's a part of Eddie that's tempted to do something insane, something that'll absolutely fuck up this Eddie's day, if he's a real person with a real life that Eddie is just borrowing for the time being, and not an elaborate figment of his own subconscious. Something like hopping on a plane to Los Angeles, tracking down whatever version of Buck lives there now, seeing what happens.
He wants to know if Buck would smile at him again, without the weight of history between them. If maybe, in a different world, he'd want Eddie.
Or: in the aftermath of a deadly car accident, Eddie finds himself able to visit other lives he could have lived: other worlds, other possibilities, and maybe - just maybe - a chance to get things right.