**Warning** Smut. Lots of smut. Real Person fic. If this is not something you're into, please do not read this. Two men, one woman.
Thirty years! You couldn't believe it'd been thirty years since Prince of Thieves came out. Thirty years since you'd sat in that theater mesmerized by the performance of the two gorgeous leading actors, Alan Rickman and Kevin Costner. That had been a changing point in your life. It had awoken something inside of you, a longing, an infatuation if you would with older men. Now, thirty years later, for one night only, Alan Rickman and Kevin Costner are sharing the stage for a celebration of the film. What happens when your chance to simply hear them speak, to see them from afar, from your little seat in the audience, turns into a chance for more than you'd ever thought?
Sans stumbles across a strange object in his basement. Wondering what it was there for, he became oblivious to just that - actually, he became oblivious to everything.
And the others were to follow suite.
(edit: this fanfic was last updated may 26th of 2019. whatever date it tells you it was last changed is a lie. i have not touched this thing in years. it is disgusting and awful and i despise everything it stands for please god don't look at this it's NOT GOOD)