[Fic] "Untimely Ripped" -- Homestuck
Jun. 28th, 2014 03:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
At last I have finished editing that anonymeme fic I've been talking vaguely about for a while now. It is now up on AO3! (Please read that version rather than the kinkmeme version, since I have made some significant edits and also some small extensions.)
Untimely Ripped: Most spellbooks are bullshit. Everyone knows this. But they're made of words and you need words to fill the hole in the center of your mind, so you flick through this one at the same mechanical pace you read a cheesy romance yesterday and plan to read a stupidly anachronistic spy thriller tomorrow. The clock on the living room wall ticks rhythmically above your head. Outside, light November rain mists down on the fallen leaves and dormant grass. Damara's cat watches you disdainfully from the mantel. You turn another page.
And then a spell title jumps out at you: For the Restoration of Life After Untimely Death. (10,775 words) [kinkmeme version, for historical reference]
Notes: This story was written in response to the following kinkmeme prompt from
duendedefined/
damaramegido: Aradia is told that there's a way to bring her sister Damara, who had killed herself a few months prior, back to life. This could happen either in a sci-fi setting (medical experiments?) or an urban fantasy setting (magic?), I don't really mind. Aradia immediately accepts, and the procedure/spell/whatever goes off without a hitch.
And Damara is not happy to be back.
Basically Megido family sadstuck with Aradia trying to give her sister a second chance.
I took the urban fantasy option, though the setting is suburban/rural rather an actual city. It's set in a slightly alternate version of western New York -- primarily because I am at heart a lazy writer, but also because Ithaca in November is very atmospherically conducive to stories about depression so I figured I'd write that general landscape into the story.
Untimely Ripped: Most spellbooks are bullshit. Everyone knows this. But they're made of words and you need words to fill the hole in the center of your mind, so you flick through this one at the same mechanical pace you read a cheesy romance yesterday and plan to read a stupidly anachronistic spy thriller tomorrow. The clock on the living room wall ticks rhythmically above your head. Outside, light November rain mists down on the fallen leaves and dormant grass. Damara's cat watches you disdainfully from the mantel. You turn another page.
And then a spell title jumps out at you: For the Restoration of Life After Untimely Death. (10,775 words) [kinkmeme version, for historical reference]
Notes: This story was written in response to the following kinkmeme prompt from
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
And Damara is not happy to be back.
Basically Megido family sadstuck with Aradia trying to give her sister a second chance.
I took the urban fantasy option, though the setting is suburban/rural rather an actual city. It's set in a slightly alternate version of western New York -- primarily because I am at heart a lazy writer, but also because Ithaca in November is very atmospherically conducive to stories about depression so I figured I'd write that general landscape into the story.