Prompts/Ideas

Look, I don't know where else to put this. I don't even know how to go about doing so. So here are some ideas I've had, that I've never gotten around to doing. Feel free to take one and run with it, just tell me and link me :)

(Please, please adopt a homeless plunny)

Impossible

The impossible man talks to the only one who will never judge him, never forget him. The only one who always listens.

Broken Perspective pt 4

Some people would call Jack Harkness a broken man - I couldn't tell you for sure, but he has every reason to be. After the Year That Never Was, there was only a handful of us who knew what had happened, who could talk to each other without sounding completely loony. Jack was one of us, and even if I was a bit on the outside...well, I heard things didn't I? Tish would wake up silently sobbing from the memories of what she saw done to him - silent because if she made a sound whatever it was would get worse, just for her. Not that she's the one who told me, because after all, I wasn't there, and because I wasn't there I was somehow apart even if my family was technically together again. But Jack's been over a few times, and left as soon as I showed up with a saucy grin and a wink of bright blue eyes - but my sister or my mum or even sometimes my dad will be drying tears. He's good at acting, is our Captain. I think the only one who'll ever know whether or not he's broken is himself.

Vichyssoise

I haven't been writing for a while, so I've decided to put up a little taster of a RP I did with a friend. Warnings for torture...yes, mainly for torture.

Broken Perspective pt 3

Some people would call Jack Harkness a broken man - and they'd be right. Isn't it wonderful? Captain Jack Harkness, constant of the universe, and he's in pieces on the floor. My floor. I'd laugh if it weren't so pitiful - no wait, I'm laughing anyway, it's hilarious! Humans weren't made to live for very long, and the Captain has been alive much longer than he should. Not a patch on Timelords of course, but nothing is. So the Captain has been stretched and prodded and died and loved and had them die...over and over again...and just between you and me? He was already broken when he came to me, too many friends in the ground and too many lies on his tongue. Oh yes, Jack's broken. I made sure of it.

Ephemera

Happy birthday to my new stalker friend I haven't gotten to know yet, @SimmFanatic!

Broken Perspective pt 1

Some people would call Jack Harkness a broken man - but I know better. I've seen him grow from a disillusioned conman into a defender of Earth, through trials most people couldn't imagine. He's survived, and thrived, and built an institution which will protect the human race until it is ready to protect itself. As much as I disapprove of their methods at times, saving the Earth...who can argue with that? Well, the Master. And the Sontarans. Maybe the Nestine... Daleks... Cybermen... Sycorax... Raknoss... Ice Warriors... Okay so a lot of people would argue about that, but it's not like it's their planet is it? Oh, well, no, it's not mine either technically, but I like to think of myself as a sort of honorary Earthling...Earthman? Earthian? What is the correct term for someone from Earth who isn't human anyway? No, never mind, not the point. What was the point again? Oh yes! Jack. No, Jack isn't a broken man, of course not. Why would you even suggest it?

What Have You Done

It wasn’t love at first sight, of course not. Don’t be ridiculous; there’s no such thing – what people mistake for love is in fact lust, a chemical reaction to strong emotion or attractiveness. No, the first time I saw him it was in fact loathing. How could something like him exist? It wasn’t right, it violated all the carefully studied laws of the universe I had grown up (grown old?) learning. In all of time and space, nothing is fixed. Everything can be changed...it’s just that some things shouldn’t be. Lynchpins of the universe, turning points that affect the flow of time – and I can see them all. It’s like a map inside my head, the ever-changing landscape of the fourth dimension, and it’s what makes me a Timelord. Beyond the technology, beyond the physiology, beyond the mystique, this is what makes us gods: that we can perceive time as lesser races perceive space.

And he was solid, immovable, immutable. A fact. It made me sick.

I wanted him to be mine.