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I'd Take the Bed Warmed by the Body by nothing_bagels
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Iron Lung (2026), Iron Lung (Video Game)
06 Aug 2026
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“Simon, as far as I’m concerned, you can stay for as long as you want. No question about it. Just get some rest, okay?”
Well. That settled it. This man was either fucking stupid, or he was the most kind hearted person that Simon had ever met. Deep down, he had a feeling he already knew which one.
He looked up at Ryland with heavy, drooping eyelids to see hair sticking out in every direction, glasses askew, and a big cozy sweater swallowing his frame. Cute.
If Simon didn’t watch himself, he was going to be in big fucking trouble. As his eyes fluttered closed, he also got the sense that it was already too late.
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Baby Mary, Made by Grace by YoureALoserBaby
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Andy Weir's Project Hail Mary - All Media Types
17 Jun 2026
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He couldn’t take it anymore, Grace needed to sit. He plops right down onto the sterile flooring, knees up as he rests his arms across them, head buried. Biking that hard for that long, then running across the building at full speed really wasn’t a smart idea in his current condition. He might throw up. He’s been so nauseous lately.
Grace could feel Stratt’s eyes on him, looking, calculating. Evenly, she speaks again.
“…Your physiological state is affecting performance?”
Grace closed his eyes briefly.
“I said I’m fine.”
“You are not answering honestly."
“I’m just pregnant,” he said, emotion finally leaking through to his voice. Grace refuses to cry here.
A pause. Then Stratt speaks again.
“Does this impair cognitive function?”
“No,” he said, voice wobbling.
“Then it is irrelevant.”
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For Evermore by dreaming_up_aces
Fandoms: Iron Lung (2026), Project Hail Mary (2026), David Szymanski's Iron Lung - All Media Types, Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Andy Weir's Project Hail Mary - All Media Types, Iron Lung (Video Game)
18 Aug 2026
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The Butcher makes a deal with Ellie, a voice in the blood ocean. He is deposited somewhere full of grace, with one mission: find love to remove the mutations that have turned him into a monster.
Ryland Grace lives on an alien world. He was content with his stories and his science, his students and his chosen Eridian family. But when a mutated monster washes up on the shore, he suddenly has someone to share his world with.
Inspired by Beauty and the Beast.
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Leftover Light by atimefeeler
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026), Iron Lung (2026)
12 Aug 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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Project Ship by RegTheRag
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026), Andy Weir's Project Hail Mary - All Media Types
06 Aug 2026
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A Rocky POV of Project Hail Mary, but add in a sprinkle of originally named astrophages, petrova lines, language barriers, trauma recovery, and extra, extra worldbuilding. Includes pre- and post-canon!
La traduccion al espanol by MichiHolmes! Gracias!
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One day, his strumming was not answered.
The silence that answered his one verse of song was horrible and grating. Incomplete. Empty. A sick, horrible fear built up inside him.
(He was going to die out here. Alone.)
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"Iz huhg," Grace sniffled out, sucking back in moisture from his noze, too. There was moisture and water and everything all over the place. "Huhg meens grayt, grayt, grayt affekshun."
"Oh," he said tentatively. Another hewmin thing! He shuffled closest to the wall Grace was huhging and leaned in. "Oh. Am I doing correctly, hmm?"
"Yis," Grace sighed out, calming down. He still leaked, though.
Oh, well. Leaky hewmins were his favorite, after all.