"with a barrel down their throat"

Six-and-a-half months (late July to early February), 30k words, 9 chapters, endless fucking worries later, and I just finished my Aoi/Light noir fic. Two guys who hate and exasperate each other, Baltimore, dead bodies, way more violence than normal for me, conspiracy, etc. Feat. Junepei, Seven/Lotus, Seven+Junpei and Akane+Clover subplots, and drunk self-loathing sex. A novella for a delightfully baseless rarepair.

I am finished writing the first draft!

But Now We Must Revise It.