Who you used to be is an irrelevant question. It's who you decide to be in the moment that matters. I woke up in space with no memory of my life on earth. All I have are my skills, instinct, and molecular biologist that I conveniently found. The universe is dying and it is our mission to carry out Project Hail Mary. Can we find ourselves while also finding the cure for the universe? Mature themes include some profanity

"What's two plus two?" The question evades me. There's an uncomfortable scratch in my throat that I can't quite wrap my head around. Regardless of the discomfort, my chest feels light. Unburdened. Weightless. My brain feels quiet. Somehow, that feels new. Even as I'm gathering that something is definitely off here, I know for sure that "quiet" has never been a word I've used to describe my brain. Why is that? I have no idea. As my body continues to rifle through each foreign sensation, there is one thing on my mind that somehow breaks through to consciousness. The lightness in my chest is wrong. The silence in my mind is wrong. And like a prodigal son returning home, the heaviness settles in. The tears spring to my eyes and the noise returns to my brain, feeling nothing short of familiar. "What's two plus two?" "Fffour," I finally grind out, wondering if the labored exhale would relieve me of my burden. "Correct," the computer chimes. I know two plus two is four. But not why my heart feels like it's shattering inside my chest.

Ryland Grace knew three things at this current moment. Hopefully that would improve. One: he was on a spaceship. Two: he did not know why. Three: the woman in the medical bay where he had woken up was alive, and for reasons his brain could not provide, that mattered more than everything else. *** I usually don't post my work, but I just wanted to try it out. Terrible at writing descriptions.

𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄, project hail mary - *ೃ༄ when katalea mars and her best friend, ryland grace, are introduced to the leader of the international petrova task force, eva stratt, they soon unwillingly play bigger parts in a mission to help save the world. (started 19.4.2026) (project hail mary- film) (ryland grace x fem!oc) (@lars-cranberr1es, 2026)

When Grace wakes up on the Hail Mary, he tries everything he can to wake the only surviving crewmate from her coma. Nothing works until he meets Rocky. Grace and Finch find themselves on the Hail Mary without their memories, but with one common goal: save the stars. Neither of them expect to find a home in Rocky, nor for their bond with him to bring them closer. As they learn more about themselves, their mission, and how they lost their memories, they quickly realize that neither of them are equipped to deal with the growing comfort they find in each other. Rocky decides he's done watching them dance around it and takes matters into his own very exasperated hands. A Project Hail Mary fanfiction that takes place after Grace meets Rocky. This story is mostly canon compliant with a few minor deviations explained through flashbacks on Earth.