a realization
Feb. 6th, 2020 12:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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so i made it to the farm unscathed, had five hours to just think things over in the car ride, and it hit me like two hours in
i just wrote an #ownvoices fanfic about being forty
that’s what this is
god damn it
listen it’s not that old and you people who are like “oh but life expectancy” just don’t really understand what life expectancy means. also the concept of dying young and leaving a beautiful corpse is a just plain stupid one (and as Geralt himself tells us, mostly what happens when you die is that you shit your pants so it doesn’t matter how old you are your corpse is full of shit just the same), and surviving to middle age is a goddamned accomplishment. Anyway this rant was much funnier and less dumb in the car on like hour 3 of staring at the fucking Thruway, you’re welcome.
anyway here’s chapter 2 of Meet Death Sitting on AO3, now we’ve got some action and uh i’m not promising emotional resolution but at least the pullquote i used in the summary’s part of the story now. In this chapter, Jaskier says “fuck you” or some variation thereof to Geralt of Rivia at least a dozen times, which is not nearly enough.
Geralt opened his eyes and looked up at Jaskier. “Which is why it’s so terribly convenient that someone who absolutely deserves to stab me has turned up. Destiny smiles upon me to the last.”
“I’m not fucking stabbing you,” Jaskier said.
so i made it to the farm unscathed, had five hours to just think things over in the car ride, and it hit me like two hours in
i just wrote an #ownvoices fanfic about being forty
that’s what this is
god damn it
listen it’s not that old and you people who are like “oh but life expectancy” just don’t really understand what life expectancy means. also the concept of dying young and leaving a beautiful corpse is a just plain stupid one (and as Geralt himself tells us, mostly what happens when you die is that you shit your pants so it doesn’t matter how old you are your corpse is full of shit just the same), and surviving to middle age is a goddamned accomplishment. Anyway this rant was much funnier and less dumb in the car on like hour 3 of staring at the fucking Thruway, you’re welcome.
anyway here’s chapter 2 of Meet Death Sitting on AO3, now we’ve got some action and uh i’m not promising emotional resolution but at least the pullquote i used in the summary’s part of the story now. In this chapter, Jaskier says “fuck you” or some variation thereof to Geralt of Rivia at least a dozen times, which is not nearly enough.
Geralt opened his eyes and looked up at Jaskier. “Which is why it’s so terribly convenient that someone who absolutely deserves to stab me has turned up. Destiny smiles upon me to the last.”
“I’m not fucking stabbing you,” Jaskier said.
