Project Hail Mary
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WELCOME ABOARD THE HAIL MARY.
“The Hail Mary?” The name reminded him of Eden. But Eden could only dream of this much light. This had to be heaven.
Before the robovoice said any more, footsteps thudded towards them. Simon crawled back. Why weren’t his legs working? He looked down and at least they were still there. Oh God, please be heaven and not hell.
A glowing figure threw the door open.
ELEVATED STRESS SIGNALS DETECTED. PLEASE BREATHE AT THE TONE.
His vision blurred again and he couldn’t even hear the chime this time, just strange musical notes. He could see the glowing figure dim into the shape of a man. No, no, this couldn’t be hell. After all, hell didn’t have angels.
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Just your typical bloodymary fic. Let the poor boy live.
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John 15:13 by Steampunker134
Fandoms: Iron Lung (2026), Project Hail Mary (2026), Iron Lung (Video Game), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir
09 Jun 2026
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They both crave contact, one a sinner at the fount of the divine and the other a coward faced with a fighter.
Grace is beautiful, forged from starlight and soft cloth and every good thing. He loves to explore and learn and his hands are so gentle that when he works on Simon, it doesn’t even feel like dissection. It’s the feather-light brush of divinity on his skin.
God took Adam’s rib, touched mankind once and never again. How lucky is Simon, a sinner, Son of Eden and cast in Cain’s image, to touch the divine every day? -
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“There was a man.
“Was it a man?
“Grace didn’t know. All he knew was there was heartbeat in this submarine and he would be damned if he didn’t get in.“
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Grace is given Simon, a feral alpha that doesn’t trust anything. How in the world is he supposed to calm this man down?!
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One second Ryland sat beside the fire, breathing crying beneath the stars. The next Simon shoved into him hard enough that both of them crashed backward into the sand. Ryland made a startled sound as the blanket twisted beneath them. Sand scattered. The firelight jumped gold across Ryland’s shocked face.
Simon didn’t know what he was doing.
He had never done this before.
Not really. Simon just suddenly could not survive the distance between them anymore.
So he closed it.
And kissed him.
Hard.If you are scrolling late at night with your morals in one hand and your phone in the other and you just want to get to the smut, start at Chapter 11.
Sneak Peek: “The metal thumb of the prosthetic pressed lightly against Ryland’s mouth. Ryland opened for him immediately.”
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Your Spiral Galaxy (is rising till its godly) by Shankattack25
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Iron Lung (2026), Iron Lung (Video Game)
12 Jun 2026
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“My name is Grace, you’re in my home, I’m not gonna hurt you-“
“Bullshit you ain’t gonna hurt me. Who are you with? The C.O.I? I’ll kill you before you can put me back in that hellhole!” The man’s hand trembles as he grasps the piece of broken ceramic, keeping it trained on Grace.
“I swear, I swear! I’m not going to hurt you or put you anywhere, I don’t know what the heck you’re talking about. I don’t know what the C.O.I is but I’m not part of it. You’re on Erid, orbiting the star 40 Eridani. Can you please tell me your name?”
He scoffs indignantly. “You think I was born yesterday? There are no stars. There are no planets. They’re dead. All dead. Everybody knows that.”
What?
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Simon and Grace live and that’s it.