This fic is special, and only partly because I'm one of the writers. This is a fic that can be written by all BL posters, and I take no responsibility for anything that goes badly (but full responsibility for everything that goes well). There are two rules:
1) No doubleposting.
2) Each post can be up to 500 words.
And with that, we begin!
It was one of those moments, those rare times where all of the distractions and noise of the world fade out of existence, where without even trying, without even noticing, you focus entirely on one singular thing that defines your existence. The myths are a lie; there's no convenient scroll of Best Ofs, of highlights, of failings, of mundane thoughts and random worries. As I hid behind the crate, splinters digging into my shoulders, legs burning from crouching far too long, and lungs desperately trying not to rasp, realization greeted me like an old friend.
I was going to die.