HEY!!!! YOU!!!! PERSON WHO READS FANFIC!!!!
Do you:
- Seek out BloodyMary (Grace from Project Hail Mary and Simon from Iron Lung) content?
- Want meaningful aroace representation that doesn’t waver or change throughout the course of the story?
- Enjoy the found family trope?
- Wish Laika the Soviet space dog had a happier end?
HAVE I GOT A FANFIC FOR YOU!!!
This is my fanfic, that I am currently writing:
It is called “Patron Saints of One-Way Trips” and it is under my AO3 username tronagon (same as on here)! Look it up or follow the link below:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/83067651
It is still in progress, but I work on it more every day and update as frequently as I can!!! It would mean a lot to me if you would check it out, and even more if you leave a kudos and/or comment!!!
Here is a small snippet to entice you further:
“Simon took a gasping, shuddering breath in, blinking away tears that he hadn’t noticed before. He was gripped with an all too familiar feeling. Fear.
“They…they were going to leave me down there,” he said as tears rolled down his face. “They knew I wasn’t going to survive. They just wanted those fucking samples.”
“Hey, look at me,” Grace said, reaching over and setting a hand on Simon’s intact shoulder. Simon lifted his gaze to meet Grace’s, brow furrowed in anger. “It doesn’t matter what they wanted anymore. They are light-years away from you, with no way to contact you. What matters is that you survived despite what they wanted.”
Simon’s expression softened before he looked down again.
“That’s, um…” he mumbled, wiping his face. “That’s all I hoped for.’”
Thank you for your time, and enjoy!!! Feel free to reach out with any feedback!
