remembering the time i won the lottery
picture this: a rarepair for a mid-sized fandom. you check ao3, zero fics. no threadfics, no discussion, no art, no nothing.
you mindlessly scroll through reddit one day. you're on the ao3 sub — suddenly, you find someone mention they wrote a 50k+ fic on your ship... O.O)
you double check ao3, it's not there. hmmm... hesitantly, you dm this stranger about the whereabouts of their fic and you're given the link to their wip!
apart from your rarepair, two of your other ships are on there, and the tags are all perfectly catered to your preferences (mind you, these arent common tags to associate with these characters!)
fuck, you read it. the writing's splendid. the plot intriguing. the characters charming. it's gorgeous. it's perfect.
you give your compliments to the author 👌 amazing. mwa mwa, better than anything you could ask for... and they give you another 10k words of its sequel fic.
No, you dont wake up! this wasnt a dream! and now in your hands, somehow, are a pair of fanfics so perfectly crafted as tho a five star chef coincidentally decided to reverse engineer your favorite childhood meal to share with you
it turns out having a rarepair isnt so bad after all