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    I lived with this hunger long before the Hail Mary. This is nothing new. I’m fine.

    Right up until Rocky asks another question.

    “When last time you touch other human person skin, question?”

    Oh. Oh no. “When I… a few days after I first woke up here.”

    Rocky starts to relax for a split second, but then tightens when something occurs to him.

    “Grace crewmates dead when you wake up. You said this, statement. You not even know your own name, remember nothing, see dead bodies, confirm?”

    I nod, because if I open my mouth I will gag.

    “When last time Grace touch ALIVE human person, question.”

    I swallow thickly. I don’t answer aloud because I know Rocky can hear the hitch in my breath. My stomach churns with fresh bile. He senses my vital signs tick over into stress patterns and goes very, very still again.

    “Grace. When last time, question.”

    I clench my jaw so hard my temples ache, and beg him with my eyes to just stop.

    “Grace. Please say not when… when Evil Stratt humans put you to sleep.”

    I can taste grass.

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    AKA: Grace starves for more than just food on the journey to Erid.

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    19 Jun 2026

  2. Rec *

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    I lived with this hunger long before the Hail Mary. This is nothing new. I’m fine.

    Right up until Rocky asks another question.

    “When last time you touch other human person skin, question?”

    Oh. Oh no. “When I… a few days after I first woke up here.”

    Rocky starts to relax for a split second, but then tightens when something occurs to him.

    “Grace crewmates dead when you wake up. You said this, statement. You not even know your own name, remember nothing, see dead bodies, confirm?”

    I nod, because if I open my mouth I will gag.

    “When last time Grace touch ALIVE human person, question.”

    I swallow thickly. I don’t answer aloud because I know Rocky can hear the hitch in my breath. My stomach churns with fresh bile. He senses my vital signs tick over into stress patterns and goes very, very still again.

    “Grace. When last time, question.”

    I clench my jaw so hard my temples ache, and beg him with my eyes to just stop.

    “Grace. Please say not when… when Evil Stratt humans put you to sleep.”

    I can taste grass.

    ---

    AKA: Grace starves for more than just food on the journey to Erid.

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    17 Jun 2026

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    It's not every day you wake up with five arms and no eyes, but Ryland Grace stopped having normal days a very long time ago.

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    14 Jun 2026

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    One minute he’s sacrificing himself to be beaten to death by a murderous alien invader in a nightmarish prison dimension, and the next minute he’s locking eyes with the actual, literal, cutest guy he’s ever had the privilege of seeing. Such is life for Hamato Leonardo.

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    23 Nov 2023

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    best fucking fanfic I've ever read

    ("Oh hell no, the bunny’s racist!?")

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    Miles turns to him. He's visibly confused, brows scrunched up and mouth crooked, "You don't like Gwen?" He asks.

    Hobie shoves his hands into his vest pockets and leans back on his heels, "Can't really say that's my area of expertise." His feet click when he lands back on them, flat.

    Miles blinks at him, "Oh. Oh." He says dumbly.

    Hobie smirks, "Mhm," he says simply, "How 'bout you? You fancy Gwenny?" He asks. There's something almost taunting in his tone, like he already knows the answer to his question. Miles envies him for that.

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    Or; Hobie visits Miles every week to keep up on the TV show they've been watching. One night, things don't go as planned, feelings get revealed, and Miles only has to do mild damage control.

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    10 Jul 2023