Fic: When It Was Easier
Title: When it Was Easier
Fandom: Tin Man
Characters: Cain, DG
Prompts: #01 Beginnings for fanfic100 and #24 Easy for 100_prompts
Word Count: 509
Rating: PG
Summary: Cain thinks back to when his relationship with DG was at an easier, much less confusing place.
Disclaimer:You must be pretty bloody insane if you think I own Tin Man.
Author's Notes: Okay, so I desperately wanted to write something for Tin Man. This was the first thing that spawned from my brain. This is the first fanfic I've been able to finish in like two years...and those usually have an OC as my crutch, so needless to say, I'm pretty proud of myself for even completing this bad boy. I use repetition as a device in this fic, so I understand if you want to kill me after reading a particular phrase over and over again.
It was easier in the beginning, because in the beginning she was just this impetuous girl who foolhardily ran into a group of holographic Longcoats with a stick as her only weapon to help a family she didn’t even know, and he was a man being forced to watch the same horrible event of losing his family over and over again until she came running in changing the scene for the first time in eight years.
It was easier in the beginning, because in the beginning she was just this girl who had freed him from his tin suit prison and he was a former tin man who had lost everything that mattered to him.
It was easier in the beginning, because in the beginning she was just this kid looking for her parents and he was a man looking to exact some overdue vengeance on the person who ruined his life.
It was easier in the beginning, because in the beginning she was just this impossible girl who let her heart lead her into whatever misadventure it took her and he was a guy who, although his heart has hardened during his years of torture, had enough of a conscience to know he couldn’t let her and Zipperhead fend on their own.
It was easier in the beginning, because in the beginning she was just this girl that was on some big scavenger hunt to find her real mother and the object of his revenge just happened to be in the same city her next clue was located.
It was easier in the beginning, because in the beginning she was distracted with finding the clues from her past that would lead her to her destined future and he was able to convince himself that the only reason he was still tagging along on her journey was because he made a promise to the Mystic Man to stay with her.
It was easier in the beginning, because in the beginning he just saw her as this young, naïve girl who listened to her heart even when situations called for her to listen to her head and he was too busy grieving his wife to notice there was more to the girl than that.
It was easier in the beginning, because in the beginning he was able to ignore the way his heart pounded hard in his chest when she looked at him with those big blue eyes of hers. Ignore the way his heart dropped to his stomach at the thought that her life was in any potential danger. Ignore the way she lit up when she saw him, and how much it pleased him to be the cause of that happiness. Ignore the way his body reacted when she sprang into his arms for a fierce hug. Ignore the way she was breaking through all the walls he had surrounded his heart with, just by him merely being in her presence.
It was easier in the beginning, because in the beginning he hadn’t fallen in love with her yet.
Fandom: Tin Man
Characters: Cain, DG
Prompts: #01 Beginnings for fanfic100 and #24 Easy for 100_prompts
Word Count: 509
Rating: PG
Summary: Cain thinks back to when his relationship with DG was at an easier, much less confusing place.
Disclaimer:You must be pretty bloody insane if you think I own Tin Man.
Author's Notes: Okay, so I desperately wanted to write something for Tin Man. This was the first thing that spawned from my brain. This is the first fanfic I've been able to finish in like two years...and those usually have an OC as my crutch, so needless to say, I'm pretty proud of myself for even completing this bad boy. I use repetition as a device in this fic, so I understand if you want to kill me after reading a particular phrase over and over again.
It was easier in the beginning, because in the beginning she was just this impetuous girl who foolhardily ran into a group of holographic Longcoats with a stick as her only weapon to help a family she didn’t even know, and he was a man being forced to watch the same horrible event of losing his family over and over again until she came running in changing the scene for the first time in eight years.
It was easier in the beginning, because in the beginning she was just this girl who had freed him from his tin suit prison and he was a former tin man who had lost everything that mattered to him.
It was easier in the beginning, because in the beginning she was just this kid looking for her parents and he was a man looking to exact some overdue vengeance on the person who ruined his life.
It was easier in the beginning, because in the beginning she was just this impossible girl who let her heart lead her into whatever misadventure it took her and he was a guy who, although his heart has hardened during his years of torture, had enough of a conscience to know he couldn’t let her and Zipperhead fend on their own.
It was easier in the beginning, because in the beginning she was just this girl that was on some big scavenger hunt to find her real mother and the object of his revenge just happened to be in the same city her next clue was located.
It was easier in the beginning, because in the beginning she was distracted with finding the clues from her past that would lead her to her destined future and he was able to convince himself that the only reason he was still tagging along on her journey was because he made a promise to the Mystic Man to stay with her.
It was easier in the beginning, because in the beginning he just saw her as this young, naïve girl who listened to her heart even when situations called for her to listen to her head and he was too busy grieving his wife to notice there was more to the girl than that.
It was easier in the beginning, because in the beginning he was able to ignore the way his heart pounded hard in his chest when she looked at him with those big blue eyes of hers. Ignore the way his heart dropped to his stomach at the thought that her life was in any potential danger. Ignore the way she lit up when she saw him, and how much it pleased him to be the cause of that happiness. Ignore the way his body reacted when she sprang into his arms for a fierce hug. Ignore the way she was breaking through all the walls he had surrounded his heart with, just by him merely being in her presence.
It was easier in the beginning, because in the beginning he hadn’t fallen in love with her yet.