An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
There are like 300 of us who play DS on tumblr and it's literally 3 people who carry the Heartman and Deadman fanart and fanfics on their shoulders, especially the Heartsam ship and the Deadsam ship, so this is my contribution.
The fic focuses on Heartman and his relationship with Sam, although I don't know yet if it's going to include the relationship with Deadman or not, it's a work in progress.
Summary:
Heartman scans Sam's face and from him jumps to Deadman looking at him as he paces. At times Heartman wonders if Sam will be overwhelmed by all that they asked and expected of him; the preppers to make trips from one end to the other, the distribution centres to be able to carry hundreds of kilos through valleys and mountains in sun, rain, snow and BTs, overwhelmed by what President Strand and Amelie expected of him, and what Die-Hardman demanded of him. Of what he himself, Heartman, and Deadman asked of him... –he looks back at Sam– wanted from him.
