I'm using @jaqofspades's encouraging words as an excuse to post teasers of the longer VM fics I'm working on (since they're more interested in the V/W stuff than the J/E stuff, and the latter is all I have finished because all the Veronica/Weevil fics are going to be long).
The Revenge Gambit
The laughter among the PCHers took on a darker edge at the reminder that she was the sheriff’s daughter. Veronica forced herself to ignore it, to act confident. To be like Lilly, a voice whispered in her mind, but she refused to listen. She’d do whatever she had to to beat Lilly at her own game, and she wasn’t going to be swayed now.
She shrugged casually. “I figured you’d want to piss Lilly off as much as I do, but…”
Something about his demeanour changed sharply, although he didn’t move from his casual position; the smile vanished. “What do I care about Lilly Kane?”
“I don’t know,” Veronica said. “What do you care about Lilly Kane?”
Something darker than anger flashed over his face, and for a moment she remembered all too sharply what he was capable of.
“If you want to talk privately…” she offered, trying to sound casual and not sure if she made it. Being alone with him felt insanely risky, but antagonizing him in front of his entire gang was a bad move.
And she was going to have to be alone with him either way.
“Yeah, you know what?” He reached out and grabbed her upper arm. Veronica forced herself not to flinch. “That does sound good. Let’s talk privately.” He made it sound sexual enough that the PCHers hooted and catcalled, but his eyes held nothing but threat.
The Hearst AU
“I didn’t change my locks, you know,” Weevil said, opening the door.
“Pardon?”
“I didn’t change the locks. The key you definitely didn’t copy along with the rest of them – the ones you also definitely didn’t copy even though you never need my help to sneak into the offices anymore? That key, with which you have absolutely not broken into my home on multiple occasions, usually to accuse me of assorted felonies? It still works.”
“You wound me,” she told him, pouting.
He pulled the door a little wider, stepping aside. “I think you just like me jumping up to do things for you.”
“Got to keep you on your toes,” she agreed with exaggerated good cheer.
He rolled his eyes, retreating back to the kitchen area. “Want a beer?”
“Better not,” Veronica said before she could think better of it. He stiffened a little, saying nothing, and she cursed herself, the awkwardness suddenly bringing the memory of the last time he’d offered her a beer sharply to mind.
She’d like to blame her current predicament on that, but the truth was neither of them had had more than one.
The Zombie AU (this one is lower on my list and the excerpt has almost no canon characters in it but it does exist)
There were probably worse things than weathering the actual apocalypse in a Starbucks storeroom with Peter from work and his new girlfriend, at least in the realm of apocalypses, but nothing topped it for surrealism.
Caleb couldn’t say exactly why Peter had called him over, but they’d barely had a chance to say hello before someone had climbed over the counter and started chewing on the barista’s forehead, and now they were all crouched in the back room with boxes full of flavour syrups their only defence against actual zombies.
The girlfriend, whose name might have been Jane, was freaking out about her kid, but she still had it more together than Peter, who kept muttering about hallucinogenic spores and the National Guard until Caleb had to clap a hand over his mouth so they didn’t get eaten.
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And as a bonus, this excerpt from the Alternaverse fic, which is basically the only thing I have, because I don't want to risk contradicting myself later:
“I screwed up a lot. With Logan. With Yolanda.” She pulled a hesitant face. “You know, with Aaron.” She brushed a hand against Veronica’s arm without touching her or moving from where she was standing. “You and Duncan. With Weevil. Even my parents.” She shrugged. “But here’s the thing – I was sixteen.”
Lilly pulled back suddenly, bright as she’d always been, solemnity gone. “Oh, here – ask me how old I am.”
“Lilly…” Veronica’s voice was tight with tears. She knew how old Lilly was. She knew exactly how old Lilly was. Seeing her made her so much younger than even the memories.
“Come on!”
“How old are you?”
Lilly leaned in, somehow a few feet away and also a few inches away. “Sixteen,” she intoned in a hushed voice. Then – “Ask me how long I’ve been sixteen.”
The past nineteen years burned in Veronica’s chest. She forced out, “How long have you been sixteen?”
Lilly lowered her voice into a deep monotone, scowling intensely at Veronica. “A while.” There was a long, silent beat, and then she burst into hysterical giggles.
(Jade/Eli under the cut)
