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With a tremor threatening to shake his body, he slips his fingers under the edge of his shirt sleeve and pulls it up to his elbow. His soulmark is laid bare before your eyes. The wound that he had left in his own skin when he had tried to carve out the design has faded to a raised, pale line.
“That wasn’t there before,” you murmur, taking his forearm in your hands. Your pointer finger traces over the scar.Bookmarked by landowo
01 Jul 2026
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"For if you feel like having some fun! ;)" Reads the slip of paper taped to one side of the bag.
Ryland's immediate thought is that he'd finally found Ilyukhina's stash. Not his style, but the needles that come with it could at least prove useful one day. So he inches the drawstring open and carefully pries the fabric apart to peek inside.
That… is definitely not drugs.
He cinches it closed again with a squeak.
Okay. Well. Somebody snuck a bag of toys onto the Hail Mary.
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28 Jun 2026
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Make Me by thegirlwhorunswithwolves
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir
09 Jun 2026
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Ryland Grace is a middle school science teacher who has, by your reasonable estimate, never once clocked a flirtation in his entire life. He explains photosynthesis by analogy. He bikes to school. He wears science pun t-shirts.
You have been winding him up for eight months. You have been doing it for the love of the game. You have been getting away with everything. Then he figures it out.
And it turns out he is significantly better at handling a brat than you had budgeted for.
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27 Jun 2026
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It all starts with an old garage sale, and a doll.
(or, in which your feelings bleed into the world of barbieland, and ken finds you.)
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Safety First by lonelyhourglass47
Fandoms: Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary (2026)
27 Apr 2026
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“Golly,” he says, and you catch the wince that paralyzes his face for a split second at his silly wording. “Do you really think that after all this time, I’m not absolutely dying to touch you?”
His lips fit perfectly with yours. His beard rasps against your chin and his nose bumps your cheek, and his bangs (if you can call them that) tickle your forehead, but this is how you want it. His kisses are so darn tender, his lips so smooth. His hand lands warm on your thigh, and when you shift to urge his fingertips toward your hip, he breaks the kiss with a soft pop and his eyes flit back and forth between each of yours.
“Are you,” he asks almost in slow motion, “wearing any clothes under my sweater?”
Your lips bloom into a smile. You shake your head.
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16 Jun 2026
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so sweet perfect perfect perfect!! ryland’s soul is trapped in this i fear