Birth-New Life
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iantojjackh, for this week. So sit back and hold on because it will be a bumpy ride.
Today's theme is brought to you by the letter B for birth. Be it a baby making their grand debut, rebirth on a physical or metaphysical plane of existence, the pains of childbirth or anything your imagination can come up with.
The rules are simple and are as follows:
<>No more than five prompts in a row.
<>No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
<>No spoilers in prompts.
<>If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt
The opening prompts:
+ Stargate Atlantis, any, it's a baby boom in the City of the Ancients
+ Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, Welcome their tenth child into the world
+ Once Upon a Time, Emma/Henry, saying goodbye the first time wasn't easy.
Today's prompts not speaking to you? Visit the lonely prompt archive and brighten someone’s day.
Go forth and prompt, my little prompting minions.
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iantojjackh, for this week. So sit back and hold on because it will be a bumpy ride.Today's theme is brought to you by the letter B for birth. Be it a baby making their grand debut, rebirth on a physical or metaphysical plane of existence, the pains of childbirth or anything your imagination can come up with.
The rules are simple and are as follows:
<>No more than five prompts in a row.
<>No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
<>No spoilers in prompts.
<>If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt
The opening prompts:
+ Stargate Atlantis, any, it's a baby boom in the City of the Ancients
+ Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, Welcome their tenth child into the world
+ Once Upon a Time, Emma/Henry, saying goodbye the first time wasn't easy.
Today's prompts not speaking to you? Visit the lonely prompt archive and brighten someone’s day.
Go forth and prompt, my little prompting minions.
Tag=birth
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Date: 2013-02-18 01:34 pm (UTC)Apologies. Specific prompt is specific.
No fill... yet?
Date: 2013-02-23 07:49 pm (UTC)slash who would you want the father to be? because at the moment I can't imagine anyone but an oc, and he'd have to be DAMN cool.
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Date: 2013-02-19 11:07 am (UTC)This time, it's an American bar in the 1950s, a nice one unlike the English tavern from the 1880s and so unlike the French salon from the 1790s. His eyes are piercing and bright and his cheekbones as sharp and lips as red as they have always been; the neat suit, common and none too expensive, does nothing to hide him.
"Buy me a drink," she says as he offers a light to her cigarette.
He smiles and does so, and his teeth grit as if in pain. Good, she thinks without heat; it's good to know he feels it, too. Smoke and music lay thick around them, the chattering of American voices washing off their shoulders, just another reminder of mortal time. How much has passed; how much has changed; how much will stay the same.
"Let me walk you home tonight," he offers when the hour grows late, and the press of men and women and alcohol too oppressing.
She laughs, a low, toneless sound, and he grimaces, catching himself in his mistake. She rises and presses her cigarette out in the ashtray, scratching ash against stained metal.
"Maybe next time," she says; he nods, stiffly, wretchedly.
Because, they know, there will always be a next time.
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Date: 2013-02-18 02:09 pm (UTC)Bonus points for "And one reason he might".
This is what I do when I try to look like I'm busy at work and don't want to do real work...
Date: 2013-02-18 02:56 pm (UTC)Jack remained stone faced as he absorbed the news. It was several minutes before a smile started to crack.
“I thought this was a bad thing. Why are you smiling? You always said you wouldn’t do this again. You said you made a list of reasons not to ever go through a pregnancy again.”
“I know,” Jack said softly and began to read off the mental list he had created. “One. I almost died last time. Two. The other father left me and called me a freak. Three. I was larger than a house and was bed bound for four months. Four. The baby died in utero and I had to bury that small boy. Five. I promised myself I would not allow myself to ever feel that kind of pain again.”
“And yet you are considering it. Why?” Owen could not fathom why Jack would attempt this insanity again.
“Because I love him and that is worth all the risks. I know he’s always wanted kids and I want to do this for him. To give him this gift.” Jack looked over to where Ianto was busy making coffee for everyone, oblivious to how his life was about to change.
“Hey, Ianto. Can you come over here for a minute?” Jack’s voice was almost giddy with anticipation.
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Date: 2013-02-18 03:13 pm (UTC)Ripper Street, Drake/Jackson, Jackson is drawn by how Drake has made a new life for himself.
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