
Laura | 37 | She/Her | I love sci-fi, especially Star Trek and Doctor Who, but my one and only love will always be Rimmer from Red Dwarf, and I will not apologise.
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New Chapter Of Persephone Is Up Now!
New chapter of Persephone is up now!
Lister messes with the timeline, and poor Sephy ends up somewhere she'd rather not.
Comments and constructive criticism/suggestions always welcome.
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It's Friday, which means the newest chapter of Persephone goes up this evening!
Catch up now, any and all comments make my day!
Me when I'm not able to write: I have so many good ideas right now.
Me when I'm sitting with a laptop: Welp, I got nothing.
Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Red Dwarf (UK TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Arnold Rimmer/Original Female Character(s) Characters: Original Female Character(s), Original Characters, Arnold Rimmer, Dave Lister, The Cat (Red Dwarf), Kryten (Red Dwarf), Holly (Red Dwarf) Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, Developing Relationship, Episode Related, Original Character(s), Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Angst, Attempt at Humor Summary:
Sephy may not know who she is or where she comes from, but she does know she doesn't like a certain hologram. Which is fine, because he doesn't like her either. The two just have nothing in common.
Or do they?
Quick, someone tell Rimmer he's not alone!

Good lord someone fan me down.
Before the court of love, I stand accused, Guilty of adoring you with a heart laid bare. I confess to every infraction of affection.
I call forth the witnesses of my desolation: Ask the intimate sighs of the violin, The lonely walls that echo my secret passion, The wilted roses in my garden of yearning, The prose born from intense nights of longing.
Inquire of these eyes, red and sleepless, with want, Of this throbbing heart that beats a restless rhythm, Question the alley cat’s plaintive loving cries, The bird’s serenade at the break of day.
Let them all attest to the truth: You are the thief who has stolen my heart, The usurper who claimed my pen, The conqueror of my inner sanctum, Who crowned yourself upon my spirit’s throne, As ruler, judge, jury, and executioner.
Before your judgment, my body surrenders; I submit willingly to your decree, Placing the noose of your love around my neck.
And when asked to seal my fate, I write only your name, For it is you who has penned The final chapter of my sanity.