The transformation is rougher than Ben thought it would be, but that's only because he didn't have much time to think: when she said it'd be difficult, he hadn't imagined his organs twisting in his gut, or the fever, or the way even breathing would start to sound like a freight train bearing down on them--and forget the highway. Fuck the highway, ( Read more... )

( This is the most serious of business. )

Your name/crazy internet handle/whatever: Liz
Personal journal: ironfall
Email: thistornadoloves @ gmail.com
AIM: thatlastlamb
Characters in Taxon (if applicable): Elena Gilbert azurehalo, Judith lanterncast, Cat Lachance lambentstar

Character name: Ben McKittrick
Genre (TV/books/etc): TV
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries

( i laugh this constant pain away so you can't tell, but there it lies under the smiles. it drains me mile after mile, but seldom proves to slow me down. here i go. )

Ben has been dead for two weeks, which makes it difficult for him to decide if these have been the best two weeks of his life. Does the phrasing apply anymore? 'Existence' feels clunky, but they're also the best two weeks of his unlife by default. This is the kind of thing he thinks about when he can't get to sleep, slivers of heat and the ache of ( Read more... )