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How to become Eridian, Ryland Grace’s 101 by Nuria123
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026)
06 May 2026
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In this moment, from the second Marissa had told me during that fateful dinner about the Petrova line, the return of the ArcLight probe from Venus, through the whole Petrova task force, Stratts betrayal, the horrific first moments on the Hail Mary. Nearly dying a hundred times both from the planet Adrian and general space travel, my choice of saving Rocky instead of myself, abandoning all hope from ever seeing Earth again. Getting here half starved, working out how to survive a landscape that was inherently inhospitable for me, but right now. It was so fucking worth it.
The weight receded and I lunged after a breath, only to heave out more sobs, oh god i felt pathetic, and happy and everything. I couldn't talk, I couldn't breathe. All my grief, all my decisions, everything that led to this moment. “We did it Grace,” I heard Rocky, who was still half curled around me, “we saved Erid!”
They had a future.
And that meant that it was legitimate and unfaltering hope that Sol would be saved and Earth too. And that made me sob even harder.
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The story of Ryland Grace’s stay on Erid and how to become an Eridian (as a human)
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“You know what,” Soap turned towards him, bright blue eyes shining the setting sun, “I’ve got an idea.”
“Oh no.”
Ghost blocked the predicted hit to his arm, “shut the fuck up." Ghost looked at him, saw the mirth in the mock angry expression.
Ghost gestured, “go on then.”
“If we’re both single when we’re fifty,” Soap started only to be interrupted as Ghost snorted beside him, “what?”
“Never gonna happen Johnny,” Ghost raised an eyebrow, “I’m ten years older than you, we’ll never be fifty at the same time.”
Soap rolled his eyes, “let me finish ye clarty bastard, if we’re single,” he raised a finger, “when you turn fifty and I turn forty, we get married.”
Ghost stared dumbly at him, “why?”
Soap turned fully towards him, “for tax benefits."
“For tax benefits?”
“Aye,” he stuck out his hand, “we got a deal?”
Ghost could only roll his eyes fondly, it would never happen, Soap would find someone. So, he committed to the bit "only if you give me a gold ring."
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Soap and Ghost makes a pact to get married, life happens and thirteen years down the line they face a mutual purely "platonic" marriage and thirteen years of miscommunication and pining.
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“we found heightened HCG levels, do you know what that means?”
One could imagine that someone as pale as ghost couldn’t become paler, with the whole throwing up thing and the sun exposure being only contained to the sliver of wrist he sometimes showed. But Soap saw the colour practically drain from his face in real time, like he suddenly had some open wound leaking out on the tiled floor, “what?” Ghost choked out, making Soap even more confused as to what that would mean.
“What are HCG levels?” Soap asked dumbly, leaning forward to be ready to catch Ghost since he looked two fucking seconds away from passing out.
“It means he’s pregnant.”
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The fic that started as something very small, but evolved into a fic where Soap and Ghost deal with building a family together
Fluff and smut and a sprinkle of angst
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But Price? Good gracious Gaz was nearly blushing standing in front of Soap, far away in his mind's eye while he kept selling this vacation Gaz already knew he was saying yes to. He was dreaming about a beach and airy hotel rooms, large and lavish like their new apartment and the cars Gaz sometimes found himself in the backseat in. He dreamed about laying his head on a hairy chest that had grey swirls hidden between the dark brown. And yeah, he shook his head, lifted his arms up in defeat and sighed dramatically. “Fine,” he breathed out, solidifying what was going to be The Stupidest decision of his life, “I’ll come along to this stupid vacation.”
This wasn’t a good idea, he was playing an age restricted game he was nowhere near old enough to play – and yet, he couldn’t quite say no either.
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A continuation of that Ghoap age gap fic. But this time, Gaz tags along to an anniversary vacation to the Maldives and thinks he’s about to third wheel big time until Price comes along and show Gaz a good time.
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- Part 2 of Age gap
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It felt millennia old, to do these things, give soap his favourite food, clothes with his scent, he had even contemplated tugging up his sleeves to glide the scent glands across soaps shoulders – the first time he would be willingly scenting someone since his little stint in Mexico with Roba.
But soap dug something out of him, pulled it into the light and showcased it to everyone. Ghost was smitten. At the full mercy of soaps alluring scent and personality. Steered in whatever direction Soap wanted him to go, willingly let himself be controlled like it was nothing. Like it wasn’t against everything they’ve been taught.
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The fic where alpha Ghost is down bad for omega Soap despite Soap being intense in a way no other omega he’d ever met have been
with a drizzle of smut for the soul
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Soap was known for being able to clean up and make it seem like he'd never been somewhere. It just wasn’t normally Ghost that Soap was hiding his existence from.
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Soap vanishes from base one day. The Captain says its nothing to be concerned about. Ghost disagreed.
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Johnny was just as fucked in the head as Simon was, even if it was in a different way, and he’d wanted to plunge into the depths of that psyche the moment he’d realized it. Wanted to know what made Johnny tick, if it was the brutality or the adrenaline that made his pupils blow at the sight of an explosion, if the lingering glances at Simon were from desire or hunger.
or: Soap pays a visit to Ghost; the entryway is as far as he gets.
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- Part 2 of what's a freak to a nympho
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27 Jun 2023