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Simon is pretty sure by this point that his soulmate, whoever they are, hates him.
(Or: Soulmates can feel each other's pain. For Grace and Simon, this is less than ideal.)
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Simon was devoted from the first moment he woke up, helplessly worshipful of the light that had brought him back from the brink, the eccentric and often silly man that smiled and laughed and cried and allowed Simon to do all of those things without fear of judgement. The man that was so willing to help him learn so much he had been denied, so willing to lead Simon through a life he had never once been allowed to live. Ryland may not have been a real angel per say, but to Simon, he was his angel. Ryland Grace had saved his life, in so many more ways than the genius could even imagine.
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Subterfuge by i_saw_seven_birds
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Iron Lung (2026)
08 Jun 2026
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After a few months aboard the Hail Mary, Simon notices some of Grace's odd habits. He and Rocky team up to make sure their favourite molecular biologist is taken care of.
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Rocky and Simon don't get along, it takes an accident with the Eridian atmosphere to collaborate on something they both care about, Grace. Which leads Simon to get Rocky to agree to a long awaited marriage proposal between the two humans. Especially after they bond over their mutual grudges against Stratt when Grace has a nightmare.
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Breathe, then breathe again by El_kun
Fandoms: Iron Lung (2026), Project Hail Mary (2026)
09 Jun 2026
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"Betelgeuse. It's so red and so big and when I was a kid I used to think it looked like a heart. Just hanging there in the sky. Beating."
Simon escaped the blood ocean. He has a wounded arm, a malfunctioning escape pod, and no one left to talk to except the static.
Grace has been alone on the Hail Mary for longer than he cares to admit. He has no rescue ship, no medbay within range, and no way to help except through a crackling radio signal.
But sometimes a voice is enough. Sometimes a stranger counting to three hundred is the difference between giving up and holding on.
Two men, alone in the dark, learning that comfort doesn't require touch — just someone on the other end who refuses to stop listening.