the gift that keeps on giving
originally wanted to write a oneshot of clayden/haycliff/hayleau taking mdma at an underground techno rave and felt in love, the bad kind of love that left them traumatized when their brain burned up all the serotonin and depression kicked in.
i thought my obsession for callan potter’s eyes and franco’s stubble would fizzle out by february. nope!
now i am almost 30 something chapters deep with so much angst, fluff and smut ready to terrorize my readers at a whim. like i can’t stop whumping these two boys at this point i might end the story around 400k words wheeeeee. still can’t believe people are enjoying the very heavy taboo premise of my word vomit fic despite it’s my first longfic ever.
oh well, the daily trauma from being an emergency medicine RN and adderall’s excess energy after saving lives for 12hrs gay have to go somewhere.