Jan 8, 2025
veronica mars textposts part 4
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veronica mars textposts part 4
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I mean camaraderie
oh jesus oh fuck boys they've got me!! the ships are nipping at my heels!!
My body is eating at itself from the inside out due to the mental illness that this ship is plaguing me with
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it’s always “how are you” and never “i thought our story was epic, you know. you and me. (epic how?) spanning years and continents. lives ruined, bloodshed. epic. (you really think a relationship should be that hard?) no one writes songs about the ones that come easy.”
veronica mars & logan echolls
“come back to me.”
“always.”
whumptober 2024, day 4: hallucinations
fandom: veronica mars | characters: veronica mars, lily kane, logan echoes (briefly) | ship: veronica mars/logan echolls | trigger warnings: referenced character death | content: veronica experiences hallucinations while she's sick | word count: 641
“I’m not sick,” Veronica insists, sneezing as she does. Logan rolls his eyes, places his hands on her shoulders and pushes her gently down onto her bed.
“Your running nose begs to differ,” he says. “You need sleep. I’m locking you up until you rest.”
“I am fine!” she argues, but even as she does she notices just how comfortable her bed is. “Okay, maybe a little rest would be good,” she says, settling back into her pillows, “but not because I’m sick.”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever, thank me after you’ve slept off the fever you’re ignoring.” Logan grins at her and turns off the light. “See you later.”
“Bye,” she says, a little miserably. Being sick is the worst, but at least it doesn’t take her long to fall asleep.
When she opens her eyes, it’s past five in the evening and starting to get dark out. Her curtains are drawn, so at first she doesn’t notice that someone is standing in the corner of her room. When she does, she blinks a couple of times in confusion. Her head feels foggier than it did when she fell asleep, her skin hot and her sheets damp from sweat.
“Logan?” she asks, and her own voice feels far away, throat scratchy. A girlish giggle comes from the corner, and Veronica sits up, dizzy as she does. Definitely not Logan.
“Who’s there?” she asks quickly.
“Don’t recognise your own best friend, V?” the stranger asks, and then it hits Veronica: the person in the corner of her room is not a stranger.
It’s Lily.