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1. Patron Saints by b3atlessaint4

   Fandoms: Iron Lung (2026), Project Hail Mary (2026), Project Hail Mary - Andy Weir  

   • Not Rated
   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence
   • M/M, Other
   • Work in Progress

   09 Jul 2026

   Tags

   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • Graphic Depictions Of Violence
   • The Convict | Simon (Iron Lung)/Ryland Grace
   • Bloody Mary (The Convict | Simon & Ryland Grace)
   • Ryland Grace
   • The Convict | Simon (Iron Lung)
   • Rocky (Project Hail Mary)
   • Adrian (Project Hail Mary)
   • Book-Canon & Movie-Canon Ryland Grace
   • Amputee The Convict | Simon (Iron Lung)
   • Mutated The Convict | Simon (Iron Lung)
   • Touch-Starved Ryland Grace
   • Touch-Starved The Convict | Simon (Iron Lung)
   • The Convict | Simon Needs a Hug (Iron Lung)
   • Author Is Sleep Deprived
   • heavy yearning
   • space yaoi
   • Author tried their best
   • Unrelated Fandoms Mentioned In Story
   • Other Additional Tags to Be Added
   • Attempted Slowburn
   • Bloody Mary (The Convict | Simon & Ryland Grace) - Freeform
   • The Convict | Simon Lives (Iron Lung)
   • Author Has Not Watched Iron Lung (2026)
   • Author Did A Lore Deep Dive On Iron Lung (2026)
   • Author Has Devoted Soul To Project Hail Mary
   • Blood and Gore
   • Angst
   • How Do I Tag

   Summary

   A human. Another human. Another heartbeat. Another life.

   Grace was panting by the time he got close enough to the man. Hands shaking, he began pulling the stranger free from whatever had trapped him to the wall, grunting softly from his efforts. The man was undeniably sturdy, built similarly to his submarine, as if made out of pure iron himself.

   Grace watched as his eyes peeled open.

   They were tired, and dark, and seemed to glint red in the reflection of the blood surrounding them. On the topic, he seemed to be absolutely drenched in it.

   Grace’s breath hitched.

   The man gazed up at him with almost a look of wonder. A bone-deep, exhausted, helpless sense of wonder.

   “...Are you an angel?”

   Series

   • Part 1 of Forever Orbiting You

   Language:

   English

   Words:

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   Chapters:

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