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    grace pretty, rocky stare by

    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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    12 Jun 2026

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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.
    At the very least, he will love that Rocky loves it.

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    The Denmark Incident by

    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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    12 Jun 2026

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    Vibrations by

    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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    11 Jun 2026

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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.

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    Design Thinking for Everyday Life by

    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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    10 Jun 2026

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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.

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    rocky curious too by

    Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026)  

    29 Mar 2026

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    Rocky states his proposal as soon as Grace has one foot in the ladder, and Grace misses the next rung and almost cracks his head against the side of his bed in shock.

    There is no way Rocky had actually said what Grace thought he heard, just now. “You…you want to what? For science?!”

    Rocky tsks, like Grace has taken the implications way out of proportion. “Experiment,” he stresses. “Logical, methodical experiment. You make it sound… unreasonable.”

    Grace explodes. “Unreasonable! Unreasonable! You want to stick your hand up my ass!”

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    And, really, screw NASA for uploading as much media as possible to the ship, more than Grace could ever want or use for mission-related purposes. Whichever jokester was responsible for this, Grace wants press-ganged onto the next interstellar suicide mission stat—because they did also upload porn for him.
    So much porn.
    And, and, if you really think about it, it is Rocky's fault for being vague about whether he could hear what Grace was doing through two sets of sealed doors, fifty yards, and the Don't Go Crazy surround sound on maximum blast to muffle him.

    The air in the bedroom humidifies rapidly, and it's hard for Grace to catch his breath. He needs to start pacing back and forth—or sneeze. Does he have to sneeze?
    Across from him, Rocky is standing absolutely still next to his anatomically accurate model.
    Grace can't tear his gaze away from the diagram that helpfully measures eight-point-oh-five inch length of one of Rocky's limbs, Jesus Harold Christ, until Rocky pipes up again, softer this time.
    ”Rocky curious too.”
    Grace stops pacing and stares at him. Rocky's limbs are as bundled and gangly as Grace has ever seen them, and Rocky rubs two of his arms together in a self-soothing gesture.

    Grace has to be red right now, right? Fully red? He shakes his head. "Wait, that last word. What's that?"
    Rocky repeats it for him and, for emphasis, taps on the uncomfortable weight in Grace's pants.
    This one touch immediately transfers enough warmth to him, even through the new double-pane insulation, that Grace goes from slightly interested (Lord help him) to dizzy with it.

    After the blood has returned to his brain, Grace waves a hand around breezily. "Right, right. How, uh...how formal of a term is it?"
    (When Grace translates it for himself in the contours of his mind, how clinical should he make Rocky's dirty talk sound?)
    Oh, God, imagine explaining that sentence to Grace from yesterday.

    Grace is practically cross-eyed, staring down at how Rocky extends his hand and strokes Grace between two fingers, all the while berating him about the correct time and place for a translation discussion. This is doing something irreparable to Grace's psyche. Something irreparably cool, probably.