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Of all the things in Jackson Healy's life, few were ever his. And although Holland March belonged to nothing and no one, Healy had thought what they had was different, somehow.
That is, until March said another man's name in bed.
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29 Jun 2026
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It was a stupid fucking idea. That had already been established beyond reasonable doubt. However, Healy was not entirely opposed to stupid ideas, and often encouraged them, even passively, just to see what happened. That's how he ended up here, wasn't it?
It seemed to happen in a blur. It wasn't like there was a discernible point in which he could've thrown up his hands in disgust, or exhaustion, or- or-
“Y'like?” March was leaned up against the orange wood of his bathroom door frame, the pale backlight lighting him up like a star. “Is it convincing, at least?”
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Holland March taps into his feminine side for a case. Jackson Healy, despite himself, also really wants to tap into March's feminine side.
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20 Jun 2026
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three's company by Goldmonger
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026)
17 Apr 2026
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“Rocky,” I say sharply. The irritation feels unpleasant inside me, foreign like a toxin.
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16 Jun 2026
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Canned Heat by IMNOTNOONE2 (Fanficburner) for holdmeinthestudy
Fandoms: The Nice Guys (2016)
08 May 2026
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Sasha Sanchez-Meredith was wealthy enough to have a pantry in her home, but not wealthy enough for it to comfortably fit two men, especially not when one was big boned and the other had a fat ass.
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01 Jun 2026
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phenomenal nominal nothing by grimark
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir
25 Apr 2026
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“Proof of concept,” ♫♬♯♩♩♫ says. “We’ve tested it thoroughly to ensure it fits the specified nutritional profile, and several members of our team have ingested small amounts of it to ensure there were no adverse effects.”
“You ate some of it?” I ask, rudely. I’m too irate to mind my language. Who do they think they are? That meat is for Grace. In a way, that meat is Grace.
“Yes,” ♫♬♯♩♩♫ says. They and the rest of the human life support thrum know better than to be offended by my occasionally strange behaviour. “Obviously we weren’t going to risk the life of Honoured Grace on a completely untested technology.”
That doesn’t mean much. There’s a lot of things that are safe for ingestion by Eridians that would outright kill a human.
Trust Grace, I remind myself. He’ll have thought of all this.
(OR: Grace's meburgers from the book epilogue. Let's talk about those!)
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26 May 2026

