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you weren't there that day for the Naming of Things by callmearcturus
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026)
12 Jun 2026
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"Rocky did not understand human names and titles when we met. Eridian names longer, give information on Eridian's home, associations, skills." For the first time in ages, he positioned two of his arms together, forming the design that Grace thought of like a family crest, a single design bisected.
"You should teach me to read those before we get to Erid, so I can be polite." As Grace considered the linework, already picking up on some vague ideas from the shapes in Rocky's carapace, something else occurred to him. "So… I picked 'Rocky' because your outer shell looks like stone."
"And for inspirational story of athlete who defeats human system of poverty to become great champion. Eye of the tiger."
"Retroactively, yeah." Grace bent at the hips, getting to Rocky's 'eye' level. "So what'd you name me?"
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17 Aug 2026
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Trinity Santos doesn’t panic. She’s trained herself out of it.
So when her roommate, Dr. Dennis Whitaker, calls out sick with what seems like a lingering flu, she sends a sarcastic text—drink fluids, skull emoji—and goes back to work. She doesn’t dwell on the fact that he never replies. She definitely doesn’t admit that it worries her.
But when Trinity comes home to a deep, wet cough she recognizes instantly, a fever that won’t break, and Dennis drifting in and out of memories of the Nebraska farm where he grew up, denial stops being an option. The night spirals into an emergency that pulls them into The Pitt’s trauma bay—and into full view of colleagues who have never seen Trinity unguarded.
As Dennis’s condition deteriorates toward intubation, Trinity’s armor finally cracks. In a moment of raw vulnerability, she reveals the trauma that shaped her and the truth of what Dennis has become to her: not just a roommate, not just a friend, but her only family and her only safe place.
A character-driven hurt/comfort fic about illness, trauma, found family, and the terrifying intimacy of caring for the one person you can’t afford to lose.Bookmarked by Finnicky_Folk
27 Jan 2026
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Set during the events of K-Pop Demon Hunters, this is a darker canon-divergent “what if” rooted firmly in emotion rather than spectacle.
When Zoey follows Rumi on one of her late-night disappearances, she is intercepted by a Saja Boy who sees her not as a hunter, but as an obstacle or as something to claim for himself. What follows is an act of violence meant to strip Zoey of control and to punish her for loving someone she shouldn’t.
The aftermath forces buried secrets into the open, Rumi’s demon heritage, Zoey’s trauma, and the truth behind the lyrics meant to condemn demons without thinking too hard about who gets caught in the crossfire.
This is not a story about shock value. It’s about survival, consent, bodily autonomy, chosen family, and the messy, painful work of healing, together.
And when Huntrix rewrites their diss track, it becomes something else entirely. Not just a takedown, but a promise.
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28 Dec 2025
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After Jinu's trick, Rumi returns home. Only... Celine isn't there to stop her. So she takes matters into her own hands.
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Celine finds the only family she has left, bleeding out beneath the shrine. She will not lose her like she's lost everyone else.
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An idea I've been chipping at since the movie came out. Became a bit of a Celine character study.Bookmarked by Finnicky_Folk
27 Oct 2025
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I want to die like a citrus tree (but that's not a milkweed's fate) by ILovedHerAndSometimesSheLovedMeToo
Fandoms: KPop Demon Hunters (2025)
17 Oct 2025
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Mira and Zoey don’t know this yet (they will, one day soon, they will), but Rumi died for the first time the Monday after her eleventh birthday.
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Rumi inhaled, the rush of air filling her lungs, inflating that tiny balloon called hope trapped behind her ribs.
“I love you, Celine.”
The words tumbled out of her gracelessly, but so so sweetly. She waited, and all the while, that little balloon grew and grew, the plastic skin of it stretching and thinning with every second before—
“You too,” Celine said back.
‘Pop.’
“Celine,” Rumi tried again, voice shaking as tears she didn’t even know she still had left to shed began to drip down her left cheek. “Celine, I said I love you.”
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If demons (even half-demons) could kill themselves, there probably wouldn't be many left. Rumi doesn't know this, yet. She learns.
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26 Jul 2025