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“…You serious?” Healy scoffed, disbelief nestled into the edges of his face. “Come on, March, that’s-“
“An in-depth investigation tactic,” March finished for him, brain too buzzed to think about any potential implications right now, “I work best when I’m in the zone.”
“And you want to get in the zone of someone I’m… Wooing?”
“You make it sound weird.”
Healy started to smile. Because of course he fucking did. “It is weird, March.”
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or: healy, supposedly, has more skill than march in the seduction department. like any seasoned p.i. worth their salt, march investigates this claim. thoroughly.
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Blackmail. Illegal porn. Undercover at a gay bar. The Nice Guys sure are at it again.
“Porn? I can throw a rock in this neighborhood and I’m gonna break the window of a porn store.”
March gestured anxiously, waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Healy paused. “Ohhhhh. The nasty stuff. Whips and handcuffs. Girls and animals.”
“Close,” March said, grimacing. He really, really didn’t want to have to explain this. “Think more like…. Disco.”
“Disco?” Healy raised an eyebrow. “What, like the queer music? You think the back room of that store is full of porn for… For disco fans.” He nodded thoughtfully a couple of times. “And you’re an expert about this?”
For a second the whole world went white around the edges and March thought he might pass out. He was too sober for this conversation. What exactly had Healy noticed that morning, how obvious exactly had his full-body reaction to Healy’s hand on his neck been? “I was a happily married man!” March said, and as soon as it came out of his mouth he knew it was wrong. Too fast, too high-pitched, too loud.
Incriminating.
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14 Jul 2026
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Genuinely wonderful case fic with a sprinkle of "March going through it"
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How To Make Peace Out Of Prayers And Scrap Metal by Maniacal_Goose
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Iron Lung (2026)
07 Jul 2026
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He had stood before Simon and stayed and damn him if even for just a second, he wanted to believe that heaven was real.
He had offered his kindness, his patience, his hand, and selfishly— foolishly, Simon prayed that for once, just once, his gluttony could go unburdened. That daring to desire instead of condemn— That daring to run and breathe and wonder wouldn’t lead him towards the light and then paint the gates to heaven in his filth.
Funny. There’s blood everywhere, but none of it is his.
AKA: Simon deals with the aftermath. Ryland echoes what transpired. Both have a bad time.
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- Part 1 of Patron Saints Of One Way Ships
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30 Jun 2026
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I'm not even a huge bloodymary fan but this is just such a good story. I would also die for Clark
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“Nice work today, fall guy!”
As he passed, Tom leant down and smacked the guy's ass hard enough to make him stumble, grinning to himself at his own endless skill to get on Colt’s nerves. He ducked around Colt and made to keep on walking, expecting the typical grumble and snarky comment from behind him.
Except there wasn’t a grumble, though - instead, Colt Seavers fucking squeaked.
Or - Tom Ryder doesn't know Colt has a twin.
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I'm Ryland Grace - AMA by sly_as_an_alpaca
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir
12 Jul 2026
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What the title says. About 11 years ago (from my perspective; relativity is weird) I was launched into space onboard the Hail Mary to figure out a solution to the Astrophage problem. Now I live on an alien planet I call Erid, in the 40-Eridani system. Yes, I’m actually Ryland Grace. Ask me anything.
Also, can someone please tell me if Eva Stratt is alive? And ideally send me a video of you punching her in the face? Guess that’s a long shot, but it can’t hurt to ask.
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Grace and Rocky figure out how to connect to Earth's internet from Erid. They may not have thought this through.