Yes, I have entered lichdom! And I am not an abomination or a demon or a disconsolate spirit. I have become something more.
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Yes, I have entered lichdom! And I am not an abomination or a demon or a disconsolate spirit. I have become something more.
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Also, also, also, Chansaw and ghost!AU?
…ok, now that’s just rude, you know?
- She still kills her. Kind of.
- She feels bad about it, of course. Veronica was not made to be a murderer (or was she?). And we all know it was all JD’s fault [fuck JD, really].
- So she sees a ghost one day. The ghost stands at the bottom of her bad and stares at her. Veronica’s first thought is that she’s hallucinating, she must be. But then the ghost knocks something over and well, she’s not so sure anymore.
- So that’s how it begins - she keeps seeing Heather in weird places she would not expect (not want to) see her. Desperation gets her to freaking ouiji board and that’s the moment when Heather starts to laugh. She laughs and laughs, and laughs. “Haven’t you thought about the fact that I can talk? I’m a ghost, but still not mute.”
- “What the fuck do you want, Heather?” “How should I know. According to the heavenly rules, probably redemption. According to mine, probably revenge. You did kill me, after all.” “You deserved it” says Veronica and regrets it instantly. There’s a long, long silence followed by a smile. “You’re probably right.”
- Veronica get used to it. To the ghost, not to the guilt in her guts. Never to that.
- she still meets JD, God knows why. Heather just gives her looks of disapproval. “You could at least pretend that you feel bad about what you did, you know. I get that it must be exciting in boring life like yours, but really?” “Why don’t you haunt him anyway, he’s the one who actually did kill you.” “You’re prettier”Veronica totally does not blush.
- There is a weird level of intimacy that you get from someone being literally able to go through the closed door, who does not need to sleep and is always just there. sometimes Veronica is nice and leaves Heather books to read, stuff like that. sometimes she stares at the celling, not able to sleep, only to see Heather sitting on her desk on the corner of her eye.
- “How is it?” she asks one day, very very quiet. “Being dead, you mean?” Heather scoffs. “Boring, mostly. Like a very long soap opera in which nobody cared to cut off the details you don’t care about.”
- The story goes almost the same. They still kill some more people (“those are not fake” Heather says a second before Veronica pulls the trigger. she’s going to laugh about being right later on.) JD still goes banging at her door, screaming and shouting (Veronica feels that she could really, really hang herself, Heather’s eyes steady on her.)
- When she goes to the boiling room, she’s ready. She’s even more than ready. JD talks to her about love and about god, and she knows that he has no idea about life. She smiles, grabs him by the collar and kicks out of the room. “You don’t get a redemption arc” she says, and closes the door, hugs the bomb tightly. “You really are a little idiot” Heather says just next to her. Veronica smiles.
writer tag
I was tagged by @wingroad omg people take me for a writer now im... shook
1) How many works in progress to do you currently have in progress?
3? i write on a whim, i rarely plan things
2) Do you/would you write fan fiction?
what else would i write, original stories? come on
3) Do you prefer paper books or ebooks?
paper books for their smell and their prettiness on a bookshelf (they're a pain in the ass when you move flats a lot tho)
4) When did you start writing?
i. uh. when did i? i wrote some bad naruto fics in junior high (everybody did), then started off with drabbles around high school? people told me that i do well when writing in english so i wrote more and more, though i used to be more of a fanartist. now i lost the enthusiasm for drawing almost completely so i stick to painting with words
5) Do you have someone you trust that you share your work with?
i post it on the internetz, come on.
6) Where is your favorite place to write?
anywhere? when inspiration strikes me i can write on my phone on the bus from work (this is how les maudits mots d’amour was created)
7) Favorite childhood book?
Anne of Green Gables definitely!
8) Writing for fun or writing for publication?
for fun definitely
9) Pen and paper or computer?
i love handwriting but i use it mostly to take notes when learning languages; fic writing is always on a computer
10) Have you ever taken any writing classes?
i took enough literature classes to last me an entire lifetime if not two (those are actually just as useful as creative writing; you get all of the interpretative tools and can put them to good use when creating something of yours)
11) What inspires you to write?
i write mostly on request from my friends or when there is no content for a fandom/ship i like, and i feel the need to create my own content for it
tagging:
@merilerile @stokrot @frenchrebellion
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night
– Sarah Williams
So which is it? | DRAGON AGE: THE VEILGUARD
Rook:
Kepcobi and pirate AU?
fuck YEAH sign me up.
- Kepler only has one hand (before you say anything, u basically freakin asked for this). his other hand is sometimes a hook (Jacobi laughs and calls him Captain Hook exactly once. After that, he only tells that to Maxwell sometimes. Far too often). Sometimes he has some other Useful Tools.
- Jacobi used to be impressed. Right now, whenever someone new comes in onto their ship, he just mouths the whisky speech along with Kepler checking if he can get all this right. Maxwell giggles.
- “Mister Jacobi, I assure you that I could throw you into the ocean as easy as I could throw there this bottle of whisky” “So what you’re saying, sir, is that I’m pretty safe here?” (they’re never pretty, they’re pirates, but STILL)
- Kepler has Scottish accent because fuck you, that’s why. I’m gonna fight ya’ll for that. (LOCH NESS, my dear)
- Jacobi still blows up stuff. He blows up random ships and starts fireworks from their own. Kepler sometimes thinks that maybe, just maybe, he should be concerned about their safety. He’s not.
- The life is generally fun, you know. Once you get to know Kepler, that is. Once you can smirk while calling him Sir, even though you know that safety is not really anybody’s concern. So Jacobi likes it, really. Maybe beside Cutter so that’s kinda above them and sends them on missions that seem to make sense.
- They do find an almost wrack this one day. The long lost crew of Hephaestus, almost a myth know. “Nice to see you, Captain Lovelace” says Kepler and that’s the first and last time Jacobi sees him surprised.
- The shit kinda blows up after this. There’s something in the water, he doesn’t know what. Something waiting for them, just below the surface. One of those days he wants to throw Hilbert over the side just to see. It wouldn’t be much of a loss anyway.
- They get lost. They never get lost. The unlikely team consisted of Maxwell and Hera (what is Hera, anyway?) - two master navigators tries to get them out of the circle they seem to be moving around. They don’t manage, the stars are different than they used to be. “The stars don’t match the map” says Maxwell to him one day, very very quiet.
- They find an island. It’s your stereotypical horror, fogy place, but at this point they’re out of rations so they agree to dock there for a moment. There’s a glow in Kepler’s eyes that doesn’t go unnoticed by Jacobi. “Tell me” he demands one day, far away from the others. “Tell me what the fuck is going on”. “Just trust me, Mister Jacobi”. So he does.
- I would love to say that they find a treasure and swim away, but we all know it’s not how it ends.
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