I wrote something

I mean, I'm generally working on a completely different story, but I'm kinda struggling with it (especially since it's easier for me to write bloody murder than a sex scene as of late, though my next main project has both), so I instead finished a different thing which was sitting on my hard drive for a while. It was a bit difficult to write because it's partially an awful story, partially a way to cope with trauma (if you think I wrote this instead of therapy, don't worry, I do both therapy and writing horrible fics. I'm not stupid.), and I didn't quite have a motivation to finish it as it doesn't quite agree with fimfic rules, so I had to put it on AO3. Perhaps I can't even link it directly so this is my AO3 account and the story is called The Last Workout. It's F/F, so I guess it's fashionable now. Still it's my usual brand of horrible things happening, so consider yourself warned.