[MEME] And then there were children.
Stolen from the internet.
Leave a comment and I will come up with the hypothetical kid between any of my muses (List BTR) ( List Epic) and any of yours (assuming I know them at least well enough to pretend that I know them well enough to write them). Terms of parent-child relationship are left to the management. Children may be biological and ( Read more... )
Leave a comment and I will come up with the hypothetical kid between any of my muses (List BTR) ( List Epic) and any of yours (assuming I know them at least well enough to pretend that I know them well enough to write them). Terms of parent-child relationship are left to the management. Children may be biological and ( Read more... )
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soldatceryi/ornobodywill
der_weevilkonig
nowinprint/sarkraticmethod
I like giving options! Options are fun, even if some of them are full of WHAT?
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hey_capn_jack/techniclybrill
nowinprint/techniclybrill
hey_capn_jack/definitivestep
the_vesmier/thatsortofaman
...wow, it's impressive how that went from angsty to semi-serious to CRACK. Well, at least you have options!
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"We should have a kid," are the first five words out of Dmitri's mouth when she hops onto Toshiko's desk with a messenger bag slung over her shoulder and a pint of sweet pecan ice cream in her hand. She flips the spoon, offering it to Tosh handle-first, and follows it up with "you know, homeschooled, definitive proof that the American school system wastes the potential of the growing years to learn complex fields like language and differential calculus. Also, woman, you desperately need offspring."
Tosh takes the spoon for no reason other than the fact that the reasoning portion of her brain is trying to reason its way through Dmitri, and the instinctual portion says that when someone obviously wants you to take something, you take it. A moment later the ice cream is thrust into her hands as well, and Dmitri is digging something out of her bag. Tosh manages to get as far as "What...? A child," before Dmitri drops an overstuffed folder down in front of her.
"Don't worry, fruit van mijn gelukkige boom, I'm not talking about ( ... )
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Thank you. ♥
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(And she and Tosh are just too much of the good. One day they're going to have that sex and quantum physics night, and Jack will be unsure, if he ever hears about it, whether they're doing something very wrong or very right.)
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And I am happy to reciprocate, if you like. Remind me to link you to a list of my muses when I am not sneaking into the internet during lunch. :D
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hey_capn_jack/senseofliberty
Jack had a laundry list of reasons he couldn't allow himself to have children, and none of them seemed to work, here. I can't contaminate the gene pool with anachronistic DNA lost its meaning when Chicago was the dumping ground for who knew how many universes; I'm not bringing up a kid in an environment like Torchwood fell apart when Torchwood, here, was open and friendly and accessible to the public and really didn't have the death-and-debilitating-trauma rate of Torchwood Cardiff back home. Most of the rest fell apart when Rachel looked at him just like that and asked just like that, with that open unsure honesty even Torchwood Chicago trained out of a person so none of his team ever displayed, and he remembered that somewhere in all his girding himself to take out the trash of the world he'd forgotten to armor up that soft spot he'd always had for the idealistic, naive, and in-over-their-heads ( ... )
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Jack closed his eyes and fell back, feeling his shirt shift under him. The blood was mostly dried but it was still coming off him in flakes and dustings. Blood on the sheets. He always seemed to get blood on everything.
He was trying to think of a way to say They'll be fine. Torchwood is used to dying and trying not to think that, paternity or no, he still managed to find people to outlive, when Rachel settled down next to him. She fit herself into the space at his side, one arm stretching over his chest, one pressed against him, holding him in as much of an embrace as she could. He closed his eyes ( ... )
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homoraptor/deepestindigo
hey_capn_jack/lionofmanc (oh, the CRACK)
soldatceryi/theb5mantra
hey_capn_jack/superiorspectre
nowinprint/twdenmother
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homoraptor/wineandvenom
riversodeep/twdenmother
sevendoc/quiteunexpected
Oh, the options you have. :P
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He'd known it was bad when Owen's voice came over the intercom in the hushed tones he never used unless there was a tragedy on. "New Wanderer; taking her to the infirmary" was all he'd say on the channel, along with "Some sensitive..." and trailing off like he wasn't sure of the word ( ... )
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When she did emerge, leaving the door half-closed behind her, she looked worn down to her sharp edges, like everything soft and extraneous had been temporarily stripped away. Her posture, her expression, were uncompromising.
"She'll need a room," she said, and Jack ticked that down. 'She,' not 'I'. That's something.
"Here?" he asked.
Suzie nodded. "I intend to look after her."
That's something else. "Suzie," Jack began.
"Jack," she said, cutting off any possible protest. "How stupid would I have to be not to know everything you're about to tell me ( ... )
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riversodeep/guardsintheory
nowinprint/wedontjump
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