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The Symbiotic Relationship between Watcher and Players by notOK
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Evolution SMP
20 Jul 2025
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Players are of the Universe, loved by the Universe, living within the Universe. They build, explore, die, live, mine, and craft.
Watchers are not of the Universe. Watchers come from beyond it. There are many ideas of what they are, legends of what they have done, and theories for why they seem fascinated with Players; but little is actually understood about them by the general populace.
For the curious Players, this is as an in depth guide as we can be into the nature of Players, Watchers and how they interact with one another.
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Red Bean in a Box by notOK
Fandoms: Dororo (Anime 2019), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime)
15 May 2021
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ABANDONED.
While searching out rumours of a demon in an orphanage, Dororo's brother comes back with a box.
It's what's in the box that throws Dororo for a loop.(A Dororo and Demon Slayer crossover. In which Hyakkimaru is a demon and Dororo the little human that follows him around).
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- Part 1 of Tatara | 鑪
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Those that Remain by notOK
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
04 May 2019
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Hiatus
Also accidently deleted some stuff so stay tooned for when I get that back.
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- Part 2 of To Depart and Remain
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To Depart and Remain by notOK
Fandom 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
04 May 2019
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Tatara | 鑪 by notOK
Fandom Dororo (Anime 2019), 鬼滅の刃 | Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba (Anime)
15 May 2021
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The Art of Curiosity by TheTearThatHangs
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir
02 Jun 2026
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Doctor Ryland Grace has always been a teacher.
Across ships– both sea and space fairing, late night cramming sessions beneath the unsteady lights of the college library; beyond the Earth itself. Grace has found himself awaiting curious eyes with the sort of natural nervous confidence documented only amongst educators and crash test dummies.So when we ask: “Why is a school teacher in space?” The answer is obvious, so he could carve a classroom out of the stars.
Bookmarked by notOK
02 Jun 2026
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“Mr Grace, what is the name of your bike?”
“Excuse me?”
“Does your bike have a name sir, it really should”
And so, a challenge arose among Dr Grace’s classes, whichever class demonstrated the strongest efforts in their studies, and earned the highest collective score in rounds of “lava” would name Dr Grace’s famed bicycle. A bicycle so esteemed that Mr Grace needn’t lock it up at the school bike racks, because c’mon man, that's Mr Grace’s bike, he’ll be sad if you steal it.
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Finders Keepers by emphasis_on_ghost_writer
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir
03 Jun 2026
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The humans threw Grace away. Grace, who worked so hard to save them, who came back for Rocky when he realized the taomoeba would eat through Rocky's ship. Grace, who gave up his chance to go home to save Erid too.
And then Rocky finds out exactly how Grace ended up in space.
They're not giving him back now. Grace will always have a place on Erid where he's beloved and cherished the way he should be, even if it takes Grace a while to believe he's worth that. Rocky may or may not have plans to fix up the Hail Mary for the trip back anyways- there were a few things they wanted to say directly to Stratt's face.
Updates every other day bc i have no chill and can't be bored
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Bookmarked by notOK
26 May 2026
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“Rocky? You asleep yet?” Lying next to each other in his bed, Grace knew for a fact he wasn’t.
“Rocky watching Ryland sleep.” Grace almost grinned when Rocky grumbled, but the thoughts stirring a cloud of anxiety in his stomach wouldn’t let him. “What Ryland think?”
“You don’t have to be mean about it.” He grumbled right back at Rocky, tapping Rocky’s suit with his left hand once in reproach. “I was just…” He trailed off, unsure how to actually say it.
“Is something wrong? Ryland want to talk about it?” Rocky immediately dropped the sass. He was worried about Grace- he’d been getting weaker in the last month or so; they still had just over four months left before they got to Erid. The race against the clock was entering it’s final leg.
“I just- god, it feels so juvenile to say out loud. What if the other Eridians don’t like me? Or aren’t interested in my presence? If they don't want me there, what do I do?”
“Ryland stupid.” The answer was immediate, but did nothing to assuage Grace’s fraying nerves. “Ryland save all of Erid. Ryland save Rocky multiple times. Eridians will love Ryland, Rocky promise.”
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approach the asymptote by lizardhands
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026)
20 May 2026
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"There is no point in any of this rumination. You are gone. You are nothing now but a muse, something that I can conjure upon command and listen. You are nothing more now than a lullaby, a prayer, a dissonant, augmented, ugly, beautiful melody."
Rocky and Grace part ways for their respective planets. It should feel like a victory. It doesn't.
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20 May 2026
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"Continue [video]."
You laughed and obliged. "Yes, ████."
"Need word."
"Word of endearment," you simply said, rather quickly, as if you hoped I would misunderstand you. The fear in your body was so, so loud.
Through my sensor, I could hear the [image] of an [Earth] [flower] unfurling. There were liquid droplets on the surface of its folds.
"Common word of endearment in Eridian means," I paused, trying to navigate our shared vocabulary. "Like hatchling. Not young as but desire to protect and take care of like hatchling or pebble. Make no sense to human I assume." I sung the chord to you in Eridian so that you could log it in your translator.
It broke the tension enough to make you laugh. "We actually do have a very common word of endearment like that. Our version of that would be 'baby' or 'babe'."
This was not the same word of endearment you said to me previously.
"Word of endearment different than [Grace] said earlier."
"Oh, ████? It's similar, but not the same exact definition." Your [face] is crescendoing again. "It's a bit of an out-dated phrase. You only really hear it in old movies or from old folks. But I like it. It's kinda chaste. Just means something you care about. If you hold it close, it is ████ to you."
I log in the word "dear" into our dictionary.
Did I already sing that [Adrian] would have loved you? Of course I did. I remember everything.
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Quantum Starwalker by faeriecore for FallingAstronauts, lamehq
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026), The Fall Guy (2024), The Gray Man (2022)
01 Jun 2026
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The Hail Mary has been shot out into the depths of the infinite void of space to search for an answer that may not even be there. Aboard, the three crew members lay in stasis as the ship hurtles like an arrow towards a distant star, with no hope of return, but a desperate hope to make things right.
At home, two brothers are left in sudden and violent grief. A woman grapples with whether or not she made the right decision. The world strains and suffers under the weight of the coming Fimbulwinter.
And then one of the beetles returns.
Thirteen years early.
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Bookmarked by notOK
18 May 2026
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The stranger is a woman with long red hair, wisps of gray tangled in the strands, and many fine lines on her face. She is in a black peacoat, her hands crossed on his desk. She sits there like she owns the place, like he’s stepped in on her. He can’t help but feel unsettled. He knows this woman. He knows her but he can’t put a name to her face.
He bristles. “Who the hell—”
“I think you know exactly who I am, Denny Carmichael,” the woman says in a soft Dutch accent. “Please, take a seat.”
“You’re in my seat,” he seethes. “And you will tell me who you are right now—“
“Or what?” she says without flinching. “You’ll shoot me? You’ll have me arrested? Sit down, I don’t have time for this.”
Slowly, the pair sit in the chairs opposite Carmichael’s desk.
“Good, let us begin.” The woman pulls out a file and flips it open. Inside are a few sheets of paper; incarceration records. And a photograph—
Sierra Six. He’s younger, and it’s his mugshot. He’s… much younger. Younger than Carmichael would have thought. He has a bruise smearing across his right cheek. She stares into the camera, dead-eyed.
“Who is this man?” the woman asks.
Suzanne speaks. “That’s our asset, Sierra Six—“
“Wrong.”
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Permission to Hope by sburbanite
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir
02 Jun 2026
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Grace and Rocky set sail for Erid and unpack all their emotional baggage along the way.
When you're stuck in a tin can for almost four years, it's rarely smooth sailing. But, hey! At least your best friend is there to call you an idiot, and you're almost certainly going to die when you reach your destination!
(Or: The one where Rocky builds a robot instead of an EVA suit)
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Each chapter takes place in a single day, with time skips in between. New chapters posted in groups (for short ones) or individually (for long ones) and marked with a *
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18 May 2026
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"Additional set of tactile feedback strange,” Rocky adds, pressing the three fingers of one gloved hand together.
One of the robot's upside-down hands mimics him in perfect synchrony.
“Wait. You can feel what the hands touch?”
“Of course I can feel. How I do anything if I not feel?”
I turn the locking wheel frantically and throw the door open, grab the robot and flip it upright. It's heavy-ish, fifty pounds or so, but a fraction of the real Rocky’s weight. I wouldn't care if it weighed two hundred pounds right now.
I dump it on the floor in front of me, find the nearest hand and clasp it tight in my own.
“You can feel that?”
“I can feel!”
I turn his hand over, examining the three clever fingers and the smooth palm sensor. Then almost I jump three inches into the air as something touches my face. Nothing living has touched me – while I've been conscious, at least – for almost four years, so to feel it now is…unexpected. And I know, I know, technically it's still a robot, but l’m going to count it anyway