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    “I can’t,” Simon pleaded, voice breaking. “Fuck, Ryland, I can’t, I can’t—”
    “Even if I want you to?” Grace asked, and Simon’s breath caught in his chest. “Let go, Simon. Whatever you want to do to me, I’m game.”
    “Don’t say that. Fuck, don’t say that. You don’t know what you’re asking for.”
    “Don't discredit me. I know what I want.”
    Simon jerked away from him with a snarl. “You’re gonna get hurt. I can’t control myself.”
    “Then let me help you.

    Four months ago, the Eridians found a human welded into a metal box on the bottom of an ocean made of human blood, and somehow that's not the weirdest thing about the man. Even after they let him out of quarantine, he doesn't talk much, and Grace keeps a cordial but distant relationship with him--until he gets sick with some mystery illness and Grace gets tasked with helping him recover, because surely he knows what to do. (Spoiler alert: he doesn't. But he figures it out.)

    Chapter 1: relatively innocent sick fic
    Chapter 2: *laughs*

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    07 Jul 2026

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    Oooohohoho...... yeah this is hot.

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    Simon focused on the view. So many stars. They were beautiful, and he was happy they'd be the last thing he'd see.
    "I'm ready." Simon whispered into the still air. The combing stopped, and Simon mourned the loss immediately.
    "You can kill me now."
    AKA: What if Simon misinterpreted why Grace was showing him the Greenhouse? Our bodies become the soil, after all.

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    07 Jul 2026

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    Gut punch angst and mini-comfort

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    Simon knew better than to trust the intentions of the man who saved him. Everyone wanted something. Even Ryland Grace, who had a ship full of everything a man could need. The only thing the scientist lacked was human company.

    Which meant that Grace wanted something only another person could give.

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    “I didn’t know Lance was...”

    “Bi?” Hunk supplied.

    “Ready to jump anyone sentient and willing?” Pidge offered.

    “Yeah, let’s go with bi,” Hunk says.

    (Or: the one where Lance is a Bisexual Intergalactic Flirt, and Keith discovers he has feelings about this.)

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    Keith glanced up suddenly out of impulsiveness and a burning curiosity – edging on recognition, déjà vu, something – then stilled. His fingers froze over the fly of his uniform pants, hanging half-unzipped. Standing under the steaming spray, back arched obscenely, was Lance.

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