Son of the Bastard

@sonofabastard

Carter Harkness is my name. Yes, my dad is Jack Harkness. NO I am not continuing the family name. [OC, FC: Logan Lerman]

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He called her again. Mona, that is, never Lia…How could he call Lia again, that would be embarrassing and terribly awkward now that he knew. So he called Mona.

"You need to pick up."

"WHAT." Themona needed sleep. She did not feel bad about yelling, "What now?" She slowly opened her eyes and rolled over onto her stomach, and whacked her phone, hoping it would answer,

"Uh… Yuh?"

"What do I do?" The bar music had picked up, and Carter was slightly tipsy. "I don't know what to do. What would you do?"

"She doesn’t like-" Mona had hung up already.

Araelia couldn’t like him. She was basically the one to end it, and he’d stupidly gone with it. Themona was just wrong about this. Lia never had panic attacks anyways. She didn’t have any problem with that, and she was always so calm and collected. There was even that time when they thought- She hadn’t even panicked then.

Carter shook his head and ordered another drink.

Themona waited for the phone to ring again, maybe it wouldn’t, and maybe she would actually get a decent amount of sleep once in her life. Hopefully. And so she waited, sprawled across her bed, eyes falling shut every now and again.

He called her again. Mona, that is, never Lia...How could he call Lia again, that would be embarrassing and terribly awkward now that he knew. So he called Mona.

"You need to pick up."

"I could try it, I guess."

Carter picked her up and swung her around. “You’re still really light! So c’mere.” He gently put her over his shoulder and walked into the living room where he set her down on the couch, and kissed her.

"I’ll be right back, okay?"

claramariontyler

"Alright. I’ll be waiting." She tapped his nose with her finger, "See you in a bit." She tucked her legs underneath her and hummed tunelessly. Clara wasn’t sure how this was going to work out.

Carter gave a sympathetic smile to her before zapping off.

#IDK HOW THIS SHOULD KEEP GOING HELPPP

"Sweetheart, I’d be back five minutes from now, I’d just visit both of us in the future when I missed you. I promise. You wouldn’t even know I was gone five minutes if I did go. I wont if you really don’t want me to." Carter frowned. "And yeah you do. I cant tell if I like or not, but I think I do."

claramariontyler

Clara though a little longer, “Shall we see what happens after a day of all this jiggery pokery?” She frowned, “And knowing you, you’d get lost.” She looked herself over once more in the mirror, and bit her lip again, “It feel a bit odd on my tongue. I think it would be rather difficult to take how I used to.”

"I could try it, I guess."

Carter picked her up and swung her around. "You're still really light! So c'mere." He gently put her over his shoulder and walked into the living room where he set her down on the couch, and kissed her.

"I'll be right back, okay?"

"Our kids will have both their parents, I swear, Clara." He tipped her chin up and kissed her soundly before pulling away. "So do you think I should go?"

claramariontyler

Clara thought, “I’m not sure if I would be happy even if you did visit often. But I suppose you should do what you want to do, so if you would like to… well go, than you should.” She stopped, “I speak in a different way than I used to, don’t I?”

"Sweetheart, I'd be back five minutes from now, I'd just visit both of us in the future when I missed you. I promise. You wouldn't even know I was gone five minutes if I did go. I wont if you really don't want me to." Carter frowned. "And yeah you do. I cant tell if I like or not, but I think I do."

"Yeah but I wouldn’t necessarily be back to this you. And I have money, I can eat out.” He said with mock offense before pecking her on the lips. “D’you think I should? Go away, kind of on/off, for about fifty or more years?”

claramariontyler

"No, never. I wouldn’t be able to have you stay away for that long, and what of Lily?" She draped her arms around his neck, "Nobody should have to grow up without a father present."

"I’d come back about five minutes from now, Clare." He stepped away from her, taking her hands firmly in his. "I’ve lived without a father figure present, and I’d never let my child be exposed to that sort of a life."

claramariontyler

She nodded, “Not having one of your parents would be horrible. I had a surplus and you didn’t have enough. It’s odd, how it worked out that way.” Clara looked at her feet, and bit her lip.

"Our kids will have both their parents, I swear, Clara." He tipped her chin up and kissed her soundly before pulling away. "So do you think I should go?"

How does he manage to get his foot stuck in a toilet? Especially a second time?

mxsentienthouseplant

He was trying to get to the Ministry of Magic, duh

muggles.

sorry, but the way he’s looking at Rory… he wants his attention… I bet he puts his foot in that toilet every other week, just hoping that Rory is on shift- and that little look was him not even caring what he must look like, because dammit Nurse Williams just talked to him again and that’s worth the world

somethingaboutnoodles

Oh god. I ship RoryxFooInToiletSeatKid

I ship Rory x FootInToiletSeatKid

new otp

helloyesispeakfandom-deactivate

fuck this fucking website

Where’s the fanfics

thegirlwithagun

WHEN YOU WANT TO SHIP THE THING BUT YOU DON’T KNOW IF YOUR PARTNER WANTS TO SHIP THE THING

"Yeah sure, I’m just an ex to him. I bet I’m just no more than a friend. I thought he didn’t feel anything for me so I lied and said I didn’t and it was mutual. I cant believe this.." Arae sniffled. "Yeah he’d probably say something. He’s too nice to just leave."

Themona bit her lip, “Er… well, I’m getting really… sleepy now. Yeah. So I’m going to have to say goodbye, I might wake up again, cos you know… not… good at… staying asleep? Okay, bye.” Mona hurriedly pressed the “end call” button and swore,

"Goody gamdrops." She muttered drily, as she dialed Carter’s number, "Carter you’d better pick up."

Carter had gone to a bar after the date that really wasn’t. He’d had a few drinks, but wasn’t as much of a lightweight as other men. He’d resorted to nibbling on some onion rings he’d ordered when his phone rang.

"Yuh?" He mumbled into his phone, with a full mouth.

"Arae still likes you and is having a panic attack cos she thinks that you don’t like her. Just go talk to her already! Ugh," She ran her hand over her face, "Why are romantic things so complicated? Just, talk to her, space boy. I will hunt you down and make you, if you don’t right now." With that, Themona hung up and hoped to God that he would do as she said.

"She doesn't like-" Mona had hung up already.

Araelia couldn't like him. She was basically the one to end it, and he'd stupidly gone with it. Themona was just wrong about this. Lia never had panic attacks anyways. She didn't have any problem with that, and she was always so calm and collected. There was even that time when they thought- She hadn't even panicked then.

Carter shook his head and ordered another drink.

#HOW THE F DO I TALK TO MYSELF

"Yeah but I wouldn’t necessarily be back to this you. And I have money, I can eat out.” He said with mock offense before pecking her on the lips. “D’you think I should? Go away, kind of on/off, for about fifty or more years?”

claramariontyler

"No, never. I wouldn’t be able to have you stay away for that long, and what of Lily?" She draped her arms around his neck, "Nobody should have to grow up without a father present."

"I'd come back about five minutes from now, Clare." He stepped away from her, taking her hands firmly in his. "I've lived without a father figure present, and I'd never let my child be exposed to that sort of a life."

#youre a speed demon #i didnt even notice you being gone #sorry

"Yeah sure, I’m just an ex to him. I bet I’m just no more than a friend. I thought he didn’t feel anything for me so I lied and said I didn’t and it was mutual. I cant believe this.." Arae sniffled. "Yeah he’d probably say something. He’s too nice to just leave."

Themona bit her lip, “Er… well, I’m getting really… sleepy now. Yeah. So I’m going to have to say goodbye, I might wake up again, cos you know… not… good at… staying asleep? Okay, bye.” Mona hurriedly pressed the “end call” button and swore,

"Goody gamdrops." She muttered drily, as she dialed Carter’s number, "Carter you’d better pick up."

Carter had gone to a bar after the date that really wasn't. He'd had a few drinks, but wasn't as much of a lightweight as other men. He'd resorted to nibbling on some onion rings he'd ordered when his phone rang.

"Yuh?" He mumbled into his phone, with a full mouth.

"You know, maybe I will, Madame Tyler-Harkness." Carter blew a raspberry on Clara’s cheek. "I couldn’t be away for that long, though. If I did, I’d probably pop in on future us the entire time since I’d miss you and Lily."

claramariontyler

She laughed, “You be away for an hour before you came back, even less if you hadn’t eaten before you’d gone.” Clara turned in his arms, “You and I both know it’s true.” She gave him a peck on his cheek, “And you’d be back the second Lily started crying about something or other.”

"Yeah but I wouldn't necessarily be back to this you. And I have money, I can eat out." He said with mock offense before pecking her on the lips. "D'you think I should? Go away, kind of on/off, for about fifty or more years?"

Carter put his hands on her hips from behind, and his head on her shoulder. “I’m gonna have to start calling you Ma’am since I look about the age of our daughter. Everyone’s going to think I’m her brother not her Dad.”

He was kind of bummed that she looked so old now (Mature, Carter, mature.) but he guessed she couldn’t help it. “Sorry but, I think you look older than your mother.”

claramariontyler

"Then you’ll just have to age for once, Mr. Harkness." She murmured, leaning back a little bit, "We can’t change how people think, I’m sorry to say."

Clara shot him a look, “I look to be about thirty, that’s not all that old. You can’t pick how old you’re to end up, it’s just not how it works. And if you’re so upset, go adventuring for some time and wait until you look to be more my age!”

"You know, maybe I will, Madame Tyler-Harkness." Carter blew a raspberry on Clara's cheek. "I couldn't be away for that long, though. If I did, I'd probably pop in on future us the entire time since I'd miss you and Lily."

"I know, but with your genes, you could have less regenerations."

Carter let go reluctantly. “Okay, but I want to see your reaction, ‘kay?”

claramariontyler

"We’ll worry about that, when the time comes, alright, love?" She took his hand in his and tugged him to the mirror.

What greeted her wasn’t what she expected, but then again, Clara never knew what to expect, “I look old." It came out of her mouth before she could properly think, "Well, I suppose I mean mature…" She tried again, toying with the chestnut curls that rested on her head, "It’s most certainly different." Her face was wider, her nose was narrower, her eyes were grey instead of brown, her lips fuller, but narrower at the same time. She wasn’t sure what to call the look, "A bit 50s…"

Carter put his hands on her hips from behind, and his head on her shoulder. "I'm gonna have to start calling you Ma'am since I look about the age of our daughter. Everyone's going to think I'm her brother not her Dad."

He was kind of bummed that she looked so old now (Mature, Carter, mature.) but he guessed she couldn't help it. "Sorry but, I think you look older than your mother."

oswintylah-deactivated20140128

GUYS!!!

IT’S FROM THE 50TH ANNIVERSARY TRAILER

David is so tall compared to them.

"Whole is always preferred, honey." He smiled and then they disappeared from the revolution.

Re-appearing back in their apartment, Carter hugged Clara to him. “Oh god, if I’d lost you.”

claramariontyler

"Carter? I am right here, and it’ll take hell of a lot more than a bullet to keep me away." She patted his back, "Now I’m going to go see what I look like, as I haven’t a clue, so if you’ll please let me go…" Clara trailed off, hugging him back.

"I know, but with your genes, you could have less regenerations."

Carter let go reluctantly. "Okay, but I want to see your reaction, 'kay?"

#mmkk...cause im kinda getting tired of his ooh i look like a baby thing...even though i love logan

claramariontyler

She winced, “Is it really that bad?” Her fingers drifted up to her hair, “Oh well, I suppose you’ll just have to get used to it.” She grinned and reordered the numbers on the manipulator, taking time to double check, “There, that should be good. And you can’t blame him. He may not come off as very amiable, especially to you, but he does care. He truly does.”

"It’s not bad Clare, I love you with darker hair, I just meant to avoid the misunderstanding. Plus, your original you was exceedingly beautiful, not that you aren’t now." He snapped his mouth shut quickly at her glare. "Alright then…Lets go before I get shot too, ‘kay?" He wrapped an arm around her waist and activated the manipulator.

claramariontyler

"Please and thank you." She said, with a small quirk of her lips, "I’d rather leave with at least one of us whole." Clara was going to like this body, she could tell, "Or at least, if whole isn’t possible, mostly whole would do fine I think, though whole is preferred."

"Whole is always prefered, honey." He smiled and then they disappeared from the revolution.

Re-appearing back in their apartment, Carter hugged Clara to him. "Oh god, if I'd lost you."

#do you think carter still visibly ages?

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