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Greetings my darlings, I'm still [livejournal.com profile] classics_lover and I'm still hosting this week. To get us over Hump Day, how about Childhood? Prompts and fills can de-age adult characters, focus on canon kids, go back in time to when the characters were kids or introduce kids to the characters/fandoms you love so well. Have fun with it!

Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing, or use the spoiler cut option found here.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the above mentioned spoiler cut.

Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt

Some examples to get the ball rolling...
+ Iron Man movieverse, Tony Stark/Pepper Potts, Tony is a surprisingly good babysitter, which gives Pepper ideas...

+ Assassin's Creed (Renaissance Trilogy), Ezio Auditore/Sofia Sartor + Flavia, Ezio is a doting Daddy

+ Author's choice, author's choice, "Well, it turned {pronoun} into (a) kid(s)." "How can you tell?" "If {pronoun} was/were adult(s) right now, {they}'d be really annoyed by that."

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From: [identity profile] possibilityleft.livejournal.com
It's been a long time since Nita and Kit have been on the moon. Nita didn't realize how long until she had to look up parts of the spell that she knew she used to have memorized. Of course, part of it might be the grief. She didn't feel like she had the energy for much, right now, but the Powers were being kind.

Years ago, she might have thought that the Powers owed her this one, or that they were apologizing, but she knew better than that now. They were being as kind as they knew how to be, within the proper bounds of the universe.

Nita and Kit landed near their favorite place and carefully linked their bubbles, and then sat down, hand in hand. They were silent.

Earth looked small from here. It was a green and blue jewel hanging in the black velvet sky.

"She would have loved it up here," Nita said, and her voice broke. She knew, she knew her daughter was waiting for her in Timeheart, that her service to the universe meant that it would last just that much longer, but knowing this only eased her heart a little. She kept turning around wanting to hear Izzy's voice, to tell her something silly and see the flash of her braces as she laughed. She was eleven, hadn't had her growth spurt yet, and her best friend was one of Ponch's avatars. (He'd done his best to bring her back, but even the best dog in the world couldn't always win the day.)

Izzy had known her parents were wizards. They'd had a lot of talks about telling her while they were off duty during Nita's pregnancy -- how, and when, and how the child would react. Of course, nothing had gone how they expected. Raising kids was like that. Her father had laughed when she told him.

They hadn't gone to the moon together. The older they got, the rarer it was that they left the planet, especially after Tom and Carl retired and they became Seniors themselves. Nita and Kit knew that wizardry generally skipped a generation, and they hadn't expected their child would be offered the Oath, although they had prepared her. Perhaps her children would be wizards.

Perhaps they would have been.

Kit clutched her hand tighter; he was hurting her a little but she didn't pull away. The moon was silent except for their breathing, and occasional sniffle.

"She would have loved it," Kit repeated. "Can't you see her, tasting moon dust just to see what it's like?"

Nita laughed through her tears, wiping her face on her arm and then burying her face in her hands, shoulders shaking.

She'd want to see the moon landing site, Nita said, in Kit's head, because her voice wasn't working anymore. We'd have to talk her out of stepping into the famous footprints.

Or taking photos. It would be pretty hard to explain those to her friends, Kit said. It hadn't surprised either of them that Izzy's cell phone had been her Manual. It was at home, sitting on the kitchen table, screen scratched and silent.

They sat together on the moon until their air began running low. Then they stood up and dusted themselves off and helped each home, where their families were waiting for them.

It was hard, but when it was hardest, Nita closed her eyes and thought of the moon and kept breathing. She would see Timeheart someday, and her daughter and the other people she'd lost would be there, preserved with love.

In Life's name, for Life's sake...
From: [identity profile] marlex.livejournal.com
Oh wow. I missed this fill and just happened upon it. That was so sad and beautiful. Thank you!

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