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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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    27 Jun 2026

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    “Grace. What are you testing, question?”

    Rocky. I can’t put this all on the guy right now. He should be happy. We are going to Erid. We are going to save his planet.

    “CBC. A complete blood count.” I answer, hoping he doesn’t ask me why.

    “Purpose, question?”

    Rocky, please. I’m trying to spare you right now.

     

     

    Basically, Grace gets exposed to a dangerous amount of radiation during an EVA and doesn't want to tell Rocky bc of what happened to Rocky's crew <3

     

    THIS IS A REWORKED VERSION OF "TEMPEST" - after some comments, I wanted to keep the soul of the story, but make it more scientifically plausible. While there are still probably some inaccuracies, I still hope this isn't as messy as before.

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    25 Jun 2026

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    He summons every vessel of strength left in his face to open the only eye that he can through the aching puffiness. Blurry shapes, light, Teddy, all morph into one, but eventually Jonathan can’t, anymore. He reaches up, one final attempt at some kind of clarity, and he doesn’t know what part of Teddy he finds, but he holds on anyway. He thinks it’s an arm, but it’s enough, pawing at the man like a dog gone blind. Any semblance of contact to soothe every ache inside.

    The last thing he feels is a mouth brushing at his temple, a kiss that doesn’t quite know where it wants to be.

     

    A finale fix-it in which Roper is dead, his organisation is well and truly dismantled, and Jonathan and Teddy are left to pick up the pieces—of themselves and each other.

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    11 Jun 2026

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    As Peter, MJ and Ned spent a quiet evening going through their phones reminiscing on past fun times, Peter suddenly remembers that he has a gold mine of Peak Avengers content.

    So obviously he HAS to post it all online, right?

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    Healthy mix of Twitter, Group chats, and a ridiculous amount of pining of every kind!
    (july 2025 - not abandoned, but on hiatus until i get my motivation for this fic back)

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    07 Jun 2026

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    When Mobius descends the tiny back staircase to open M. M. Mobius & Co. Rare Books at a completely random hour on Tuesday afternoon, he finds someone already inside his shop, curled up in a chair and drinking a pot of his tea. The man is dressed in an all-black suit with a black shirt and tie, like a fancier version of one of those goth kids that sometimes show up in his shop looking for books on the occult or other such things that Mobius refuses to sell them. The visitor’s long legs are tucked up underneath him, and slender, elegant hands carefully cradle one of Mobius’s rarer tomes, a volume of Old Norse poetry.

    A few weeks ago, this would have been cause for concern, to put it mildly. But then again, a few weeks ago, his bookshop hadn’t yet acquired its very own god of mischief.

    (Or, the unlikely friendship between an ordinary human bookshop owner and a Norse trickster god, and how it grows to become something that neither of them ever thought they'd have.)

    Updated to include a new epilogue!

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    03 Jun 2026