WiP Wednesday!
Here is a bit of fun from the new chapter of the Hawke in the fade fic. This is admittedly silly, but it’s not every day I can cook up an excuse to do some noir-style detective writing. It is one of my favorite things. I will tag @oxygenforthewicked and @kirkwalls-dumbest because they have not yet told me to stop! But I also tag anyone who sees this :)
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“What the hell else am I supposed to do? You tell me, Champion. Tell me what the hell I’m supposed to do when these city streets are my veins, and the rumble of wagons on the cobblestones are the beat of my heart.” His voice trailed off. He stood in the mouth of the alley, silver slashing across his back, but otherwise leaving him cloaked in shadow.
He lifted the cigarette, inhaled, and the ruddy glow briefly made him visible before he was plunged back into blackness.
“The rain falls like blood here; every puddle stained red. I’ve been betrayed, chased away– I was a week from retirement when they framed me for that murder. Even though I cleared my name, I…” Rain began to fall, a light pattering from the sky. It splashed into tiny puddles forming in the dishes in the cobbles, worn there by the passage of feet.
“I can’t leave her. She’s hell, she torments my waking hours and my dreams…but I can’t leave her, Hawke. She’s the poison in my veins but she’s the antidote…and the drug, all in one. She sings like lyrium and hurts like a Darktown alley special.”
“Hmh. Not bad,” Varric muttered under his breath.
“So what, that’s it? You give up on helping people because life handed you a few bad turns?” I asked, disgust welling like tar, viscous and bubbling.
“You don’t understand.”
All right.
The sad sack had pissed me off.
I grabbed him by the neck of his filthy cloak and pulled him down to me. His breath was rancid, and the stink of liquor coming off of him could have downed a charging bronto. I stared him in the eyes. “You listen to me, Donnen Brennokovic. I’m on a mission and I’m not backing down, so you either help me find someone or you get the hell out of my city.”
My fist was itching for his face, so I laid one on him. His head jerked to the side, the impact stinging from my knuckles to my elbow. Not a hard punch. Just a love tap, hopefully to wake up the pathetic slob.
I dropped him; he hit the cobbles like a sack of rotting meat. I’d dragged him into the light; I could see a moonlit glint under his askew cloak. Kneeling down, I reached for it. He grabbed my wrist but I was stronger right now. I ripped it off; his guardsman’s badge.
He kept it polished.
“Don’t you ever fucking tell me I don’t understand,” I told him, keeping the threat in my voice like a knife to a neck. I held up his badge in two fingers, and he stared at it resentfully. “You know I do. And I also know why you still have this.”
I rose, looming over him. With a flick of my thumb the badge was spun from my fingers, hitting the cobbles with a chime and rolling into a puddle where it lay, gleaming in the moonlight so brightly that it looked like a star no longer seen in the miserable sky.
“Get the hell up. We’ve got work to do, Brennokovic.”
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Ben Drowned is hands-down one of the funniest creepypastas ever because like. it singlehandedly cemented the setup of "woah guys i found this N64 game at a garage sale and it's HAUNTED!!!!" as a cliche. this guy named Jadusable kept posting videos showing his copy of Majora's Mask with fucked up glitches, like Link being constantly on fire and screaming, or having his upper body rotated 90 degrees, or having NPCs say ominous shit to him, etc. you really need to watch the original video for the full experience (assuming you havent already), but if you haven't, at least watch this one starting around 2:30:
so Jadusable posts the "final" update to his story and his forum account goes dark. in the canon of his creepypasta, he's straight up dead (killed by the haunted game cartridge), and he seems to be sticking to it by not posting anything. theories ran wild - was it an elaborate scam? could it have all been true?
years later, on April 1st 2012, with no announcement or fanfare, Jadusable posts the following video, "king kong.wmv", following the naming scheme of his previous videos. skip to 1:30ish.
when i tell you the people who took the creepypasta seriously for years were MAD mad
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"You're a Failure, and your family died knowing it."
I finally finished it!
I got majorly distracted with only 2 sections of this left, and it gathered dust for a bit. But here it is! All the angst!
My Emmit Hawke, purple and unromanced. He's just very tired and never given a break, so might as well strand him in the Fade, right? (I love my Hawke, promise)
There was originally a part 2 that has a bit more of a hopeful tune to leaving him behind, but I dunno if I'll get to that. We'll see.
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Okay, so I have this au (fade into you au)
Harry is raised by Sirius, who explains early on why Voldemort had tried to kill him, how the wizarding world is very prejudiced, and how friendship and understanding can save a generation.
Harry is still a horocrux in this au, and has had dreams of another reality where people die for him, lives are ruined, and a mad man is resurrected. He doesn’t like that version of reality very much.
So he decides to save the wizarding world one angsty teenager at a time, unknowingly making a wee Draco fall head over heels in love with him!
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Danny reincarnates into a test tube, with a grief-stricken Timothy Drake staring at him in shock.
The 100th cloning attempt worked.
Danny, having been dead for a very long time, decided to reincarnate, because I love that trope.
He reincarnated into the clone baby of Kon that Tim was trying to make. But Tim couldn't ever get over the hurdle that kept making the clones inviable, so the 100th was just half his DNA and half Kon's.
Danny is the son of a teenage father, who is grieving the death of his other father, and apparently a lot of other people if the ghosts surrounding the teen hero have anything to say.
Danny had reincarnated for a go at a lazy, nice life. Just relive being mortal for a bit.
Instead, he's kidnapped by Ra's Al Ghul to force Red Robin to take care of the Council of Spiders.
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