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Within A Spectroscopic Binary by oofouchyikes
Fandoms: Iron Lung (2026), Project Hail Mary (2026)
09 Jul 2026
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Between Grace's scant first aid and the nanny bot they managed to get the man mostly stable, tucked into Grace's bed and completely dead to the world for the past few days.
It's the same man currently trying to kill him.
or, the Eridians find a man covered in blood and Grace hasn't been able to care for something in far too long.
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- Part 1 of The Nature of Star Systems
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Leftover Light by atimefeeler
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026), Iron Lung (2026)
05 Jul 2026
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“Don’t let the blood get into your ship, okay?”
That made Grace pause. “What?!”
“If I die, you have to get my body out of here,” the man pleaded, but Grace had to go. His oxygen was out. The guy would be dead in six minutes. “You have to get me out, even if I’m dead. Hey!”
“Just hold on!” Grace propelled himself through zero gravity, away from the radio.
“Don’t leave me here-!” The roar echoed through the ship halls.
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When Ryland Grace complained about being a little bored, maybe a little lonely, he thought a nostalgic trip around Erid would fix him right up. The last thing he expected was to find deadly space bacteria in deep space and a human. Alive.
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Improbable Absolution in an Impossible Sea of Stars by Stonesoup_3
Fandoms: Iron Lung (2026), Project Hail Mary (2026)
07 Jul 2026
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Simon is more convinced that this is hell. He will be forced to relive his last moments alive for eternity, his blood wasted to slick the throat of the eel. He will be chewed, dissolved, discarded, entombed, chewed, dissolved, discarded, entombed for infinity. He tries to exercise some will in this cycle by falling back into unconsciousness. After all, he figures, if this truly is his punishment, some devil will ensure he’s awake to feel his death.
It is not a devil who wakes him. His eyes open to see a light lift him from the blood, pull him from the grasping hands of the damned.
“Angel?”
The angel does not respond.
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On their way back to Erid, Rocky and Grace encounter some weird blips. They've been watching Scooby-Doo and are getting a bit bored so might as well do some sleuthing of their own, right? Who knows, could be someone else trying to fix the Astrophage problem. And it's on the way! How convenient! They aren't prepared to find another human, who is living a blood soaked submarine. In space.
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Run Baby Run by Ashiah
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Iron Lung (2026)
06 Jul 2026
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”Get to work Dr. Grace. The world is counting on you.”
Stratt turned around and with a wave of her hand another man had walked over, “You’ll be remaining here with Dr. Grace. I trust you can keep him out of trouble.”
“Shouldn’t be a problem.” The other man’s voice was smooth, and if Grace was hearing correctly it almost sounded like there was an undercurrent of mirth.
That’s when it clicked, was Stratt siccing a babysitter on him? “Hold on! What trouble are you thinking I'm going to get into?” Should he be offended? He was a grown man, he’d worked in countless labs before and sure he’d had some questionable outcomes but they’d just let him be the first scientist to study an alien life form! They should have more trust in him than this!
”Everyone in the world wants to get their hands on astrophage. Simon is here to protect you from them.” Stratt explained, turning again to give Grace an exasperated expression. “I should hope you don’t need constant supervision from yourself Dr. Grace.”
(Im not good at summaries, bodyguard!Simon and scientist!Grace, hope you enjoy!)
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Grace clings to the zenonite ball as tightly as he can, trying to trick his mind into believing that the smooth, warm surface was what it was after. That this hug shared between two species unable to coexist in the same environment is enough to satisfy his human instincts.
His skin prickles. The tears keep falling. It isn’t enough. And it will stay that way for as long as he is away from Earth.
A shudder runs through the man at this bleak thought, the ever-expanding pit in his chest feeling as though it’s swallowing up his entire being.
As if he heard the emotional casam split further, Rocky’s warbles take on a mournful croon. “Grace, tell Rocky what wrong. Please?”
Grace presses his tear-stained cheek against the warm surface, sighing miserably.
“I’m touch starved.”
Or... Grace's years of isolation from humans result in severe touch starvation. Rocky takes one look at this problem and says, "Hold my minerals."