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Jack/Renee, "Wanna be the one you run to when you need a shoulder"
What no I have not been listening to 'Because We Can' all day of course not.
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For weeks he'd been stonily quiet, pensive, reserved. The entire ceremony was taken in with wizened eyes; Renee mapped his thoughts by the lines on his face. They served as each others' rock and anchor -- it was disconcerting seeing him so serious.
"Grandpa Jack!" Teri beamed, hurrying over. The tassel on her cap bobbed with exuberance, and when she threw her arms around his neck Jack smiled one of his rare, face-splitting grins, and told her how proud he was.
"It's so not right," he muttered, later in the evening when he and Renee were off to the side of the festivities. "I was bouncing her on my knee not even yesterday."
Renee smiled, right hand pressed comfortingly to his spine while her left reached for his, wedding bands clinking. "That's what every guy says when their little girl graduates high school, Grandpa Jack.He grinned at her, eyes a little bright, and slipped his arm around her. "Yeah, you're right. I must have been thinking of you ( ... )
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You would laugh for a thousand years if you had any idea how much I freak out anytime anyone writes them married. I KNOW; I AM THE WORST! But I can't help it. It's totally what I think would have happened eventually had stupid canon not . . . happened.
And also THANK YOU for putting Teri in. We barely got to see it, but I love everything about Jack with her. GAH.
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Aww, well after ten years (ten plus years, to get to high-school-graduate age), I figure marriage is a reasonable assumption. Not the worst at all! It's nice imagining a world where Jack and Renee can both be happy again, with some semblance of normality. Not that I don't love broken people, because lord knows I do, but I can be nice now and then. >:D
AND I TOTALLY WANTED MORE TERI. DAMN YOU, SEASON 8. YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO MY OVARIES AND THEN FAIL SO EPICALLY ON ME. :(
Thank yoooou! *draws ♥ on your face*
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(Because there needs to be more tiny Guy :D)
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As do I! Thank you, darling.
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What I know now, Where I go now, and Who'll be waiting on the otherside
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Pt 1 - Rattlers
There's not much John knows about the living ship, her contents, what the hell is colonizing at the base of his brain, or why, why, he's been thrown into uncharted space with two new monikers -- murderer, and criminal -- but he knows he'll never stop until he finds his way home.
Aeryn knows her duty, that she's shirked it in an unforgivable fashion by allowing herself not to die, but most importantly she knows that she will never, ever, be one of them.
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Pt 2 - Terra Firma
Einstein; dad; Not-Dad; Scorpy; wormholes; time (flies); DK; home -- home -- he can never go back.
There is nothing but this ship; everything to this point has been exposed and eviscerated, sometimes left bleeding, but in moments when Aeryn's constant is distant and unmovable she still has Pilot, and Moya, and quiet conversations inside the heart of her future.
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Pt 3 - You can be more
"D, didn't your mother tell you that if you mix clams casino with tuti fruiti, the whole ship is going to go down the porcelain god?" asks John, thinking his son is more and more like his namesake every day.
"I believe my exact words were 'don't cross the dilerium couplings with the fractal ilithium converters'," Aeryn supplies with a patient look, crouching to collect the remains of D's first module; John wipes the crocodile tears from their son's eyes, and Aeryn finds her smile frighteningly human-like when she adds, warmly, "but that was basically what I said, yes, along with the promise that I would never let you fail."
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