Archive of Our Own

Notes:

If I had a euro for everytime I poured my soul into a fic that was originally meant to be pwp of a rareship where both characters meet at night, have a long ass conversation with a lot of monologues and philosophy, and then have sex with a lot of focus and analysis on the body which revealed vulnerabilities about one of them that made them intrinsically connected from then on evern tho they've just met each other but it doesn't matter because they've been lonely for so long that one night is like an eternity, I'd have 2 euros. Which isn't much but says a lot about me.