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Hail Mary, Wheres Your Grace? by RyeBread_Ry
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir
01 Jul 2026
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Eva Stratt wakes up alone in Space without any recollection of who she is or how she got to space in the first place. She has a planet relying on her shoulders and she has to learn to be everything the ship needs, An engineer, a scientist, and a leader. (Don't worry, help comes to find her eventually.)
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Eva Stratt and Ryland Grace switch roles, and the red string of fate may actually be blue.
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01 Jul 2026
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I Am To See To It (that I do not lose you) by The_Ship_Pirate
Fandoms: Dead Poets Society (1989)
28 Oct 2024
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“‘Course I’m okay.” Neil smiled peculiarly. “Tonight’s the night.”
“What night?”
He laughed, staring absurdly. “The play. The play is tonight.”
“It is?”
“What’s gotten into you, Todd?” He felt along his forehead for a fever he wouldn’t find.
Todd swallowed and started to bring himself off the floor. “Just had a weird dream, I guess.”OR my timeloop fic where Todd gets stuck reliving the night of the play until he can save Neil
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“I’ve read your poetry, you know,” Neil admits casually after a few beats of silence, as if he’s discussing the weather and not revealing earth-shattering information, while his eyes remain trained on the football game playing on the TV in the corner of the bar.
Did he know? Could he see right through all of Todd’s poetry, see all of the desperate clinging onto his glory days which were limited to five brief months because of his disappearance? Todd almost wants to lunge at him, wants to throttle this boy-turned-man for getting to know all of the agonies which traced his mind while he was stuck in this dingy bar still not even being able to tell if a smirk or frown was pulling at Neil’s lips.
Of course he doesn’t lunge, – when has Todd lunged for anything in his life? – just struggles to not choke on his spit while he rasps out a simple “yeah?” as if it’s a full question. This will be the death of him, he’s decided.
Or in which it’s 1981, New York Times bestselling poet Todd Anderson has run out of words to say, and he just so happens to run into the only boy who always knew how to speak up for him.
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25 Jun 2026
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“Sir, calm down,” the cop outside the hospital instructs, more firmly this time. “We haven’t identified them yet. When we do, we’ll notify their family. You can’t do anything for them now.”
He hadn’t even thought he’d be seen as a doctor trying to help. All he feels like is a desperate, hollow thing that needs to know— needs to know— whether the dead, horrible thing that lays so close to him— and yet so far from him— is— was— Robby—
—Mike—
“No,” he shoves out of his mouth, shaking his head, forcibly rejecting this with every cell in his body. “N— No. No, nope, no, not him. It’s not— It’s not—”
or: someone takes their own life jumping off the hospital roof. jack and robby each have their own misunderstandings.
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22 Jun 2026
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“What’s he doing here?”
Todd had thought he was talking to Cameron, but Charlie, sunglasses pushed up into his auburn hair, was looking at him. The music boomed through the speakers; the room hot with sweat. Neil’s eyes were burning the side of his face.
Don’t say anything stupid, he thought.
“I carried a watermelon.”
Laughter, hilarious and wonderful. Neil held onto Charlie’s shoulder as his body shook. Eyes, coffee-warm and alight with joy, locked on Todd’s. He took a step forward, held out his hand. “Do me the honour?”
Don’t say anything stupid, Todd begged. You can’t dance.
Neil winked at him.
And Todd did not know how it happened, could not remember making the decision that his body took for him - just felt Neil's fingers wrap around his as he grasped his hand.
“Yes.”Or: Todd never goes to Welton. It's the summer of 1963 when he spends his holidays at Kellerman's and meets the boy who'll change his life.
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17 May 2026