I know it's been a while, but I finally posted the next chapter of my story...
Destiny Rising - Chapter 9
I've just about caught up to myself and am definitely slowing down - I thought I'd write forward while I posted what I finished but life had other plans, of course. Motivation is also low so I started a one shot based on my last drabble to sort of inspire/kick myself into continuing this one. I have big plans for it, probably too big, with some hints in this chapter, but I plan to continue. I've probably been reading too much Merthur on AO3 and should put down my iPad and write more! Thanks for reading, though - enjoy!
Just wanted to say your gif sets are amazing, but I love your tags almost as much! They are golden and I look forward to reading them by the time I scroll down! 😁
hhhfgjh omg thank you!! i'm happy to hear someone enjoys my mostly non-coherent thought vomit 😂♥️
I was tagged by @gmariam321. Thanks! Let’s try this and see how it goes!
slowburn or love at first sight
fake dating or secret dating
enemies to lovers or best friends to lovers
oh no there’s only one bed or long-distance correspondence
hurt/comfort or amnesia
fantasy au or modern au (neither though, generally not a big fan of alternate universes. As in a completely different setting. I’m fine with an au that branches out of canon)
mutual pining or domestic bliss
smut or fluff (gut instinct because it really depends on the fluff / smut / pairing / mood I’m in)
canon-compliant or fix-it (I read and love both but the first thing I almost always look for when I go into a new fandom is missing scenes so I’m going with canon-compliant)
reincarnation or character death (but really neither?)
one-shot or multi chapter (oh come on! What kind of choice is this? I guess I’m more likely to give an author I don’t know a chance on a one-shot than on a 300 000-word fic because time is finite?)
kid fic or road trip fic
arranged marriage or accidental marriage
high school romance or middle aged romance
time travel or isolated together (Torchwood fics are an outlier ;-) )
neighbors or roommates
sci-fi au or magic au (but see above about au)
body swap or genderbend
angst or crack
apocalyptic or mundane (but really both)
Yep, exactly what I thought: I felt the need to justify half my choices. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
I tag @javic-piotr-thane @cozsheep @aellesiym @iant0jones @kanafinwhy and anyone who feels like it.
gmariam321 replied to your post “I really hope it’s revealed – at some point, even if it’s EU – that O...”
@avaantares- what about TW and UNIT in the Big Finish canons? Are they still around and would it fit with the show? It's really sad Jack never came back to DW. He's always the one fans seem to want most. As for O, I want to know where he is in the Masters timeline - assuming post-Missy, what broke him so completely?? What is the truth of the Timeless Child??
I don’t know what UNIT is up to in the most recent Big Finish series, as I think the last UNIT series I listened to was from about six or eight years ago, so I don’t know exactly how it fits into DW right now. I do recall UNIT getting nerfed during the last series of Doctor Who as a not-so-subtle commentary on Brexit (which, to be honest, was a pretty hilarious and biting joke), so we already knew they were on hiatus for the time being, but it’s weird that they’re said to be “not around anymore” since they’re an international organization (originally the United Nations Intelligence Taskforce, until the real-life U.N. apparently requested that be changed c. 2005 and it became the much more ambiguous Unified Intelligence Taskforce). While Brexit might have closed down the U.K. offices of UNIT, surely an international threat like the one in “Spyfall” would merit the attention of the other branches. That suggests that they were deliberately scuttled somehow.
As for Torchwood, I’m guessing the “official” explanation reconciling the Big Finish series is going to be something like the new team is operating on such a clandestine level that the Doctor either isn’t aware of them or isn’t willing to drag them out of hiding. In Aliens Among Us, they were still pretty much in hiding, to the point that they were stealing their electricity from local businesses so nobody knew the Hub was active again. But I ragequit the new series halfway through AAU and have chosen not to read up on the storyline of God Among Us (and please, nobody tell me!) so I can’t speak with authority on how the audio and TV series mesh at this point.
The Master’s timeline is ambiguous; we know for certain that Missy is post-Simm!Master, who is post War!Master, but I suppose it’s technically possible that O could be between Simm and Missy. Unlikely, though, since that would complicate the continuity of Big Finish’s Diary of River Song 5 and Masterful, which features ALL the previous Masters up to and including Missy. We don’t know much about what this incarnation of the Master was up to prior to going back to Gallifrey, but it seemed pretty clear at the finale of series ten that Missy’s redemption/change of heart was not likely to carry over to her next regeneration. It seems like Simm!Master kind of got the last word on that argument.
I’m assuming most people know, but for anyone coming in late :) The Timeless Child is an unresolved MacGuffin from the last series of Doctor Who. It was introduced pretty early on -- second or third episode, I think? -- but never really elaborated upon. And (this is my personal speculation only) I'd put money on the fact that it’s not going to be fully resolved in this series, either. There was a question at the Q&A Jodie Whittaker did in New York last Sunday about how much of the ongoing storyline was going to be wrapped up this series, and she gave a very long, cagey answer that sounded a lot like “only part of it" (I honestly don’t know if that footage or a transcript is available online anywhere; I saw it live as part of the Fathom Events screening, so I can’t quote her answer verbatim).
In any case, I’m just THRILLED to have a solid plot to discuss again! Last series’ episodes were largely standalone adventures, and I’m one of those viewers who loves getting my teeth into a story and picking it apart for conspiracy theories. :D
Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers (◠‿◠✿)
Thanks for the ask Moony! Out of the 18 fics I’ve written over the past five years, my top five would be…
5. I adore the second one-shot from Femslash Week, Friends to Lovers. I wish we had more episodes with Vastra and Jenny.
4. Reunion was adorable. I squeed when writing. One/Rose is adorable.
3. Five Times Molly Solved Sherlock’s Case was fun to write, and gave me legitimate reasons to re-watch Sherlock. Multiple times.
2. The second one-shot for last year’s Torchwoodfest - The End of the World. It’s short, but funny & easy Janto banter.
1. Of course 101 Kisses is going to take the #1 spot. I’ve spent hours on this fic, falling more in love with the Doctor and Rose with every oneshot. I’ve written Nine/Rose, Ten/Rose, and Tentoo/Rose, but I’ve also explored all the Doctors that I’m familiar with - One, Two, War, Eleven, and Twelve.
I feel like I've probably shared this before, but it was in my Unfinished Torchwood folder so I thought I'd share it today, even if it is again. If I didn't ever post it, I wonder why; if I did, my apologies for the double post, but it's cute and it was fun to edit since it's been a year and a half since I did any real writing. Enjoy! And maybe I'll work on some more of the stuff in my unfinished folder!
Don't get mad, get even
"So, how did the rest of the night go?" Owen asked from his station, his feet on the desk as he twirled a pen in the air and smirked. "You score?"
"Do you really want to know?" Ianto asked in return, turning around on his own chair and giving Owen a skeptical look.
"Not particularly," Owen replied. "Not at all, actually. Don't know why I even asked. Only you two are so strange sometimes…" He trailed off, chewing on the end of the pen, shaking his head.
"I'm sure I'm going to regret this, but what was so strange about last night?" Ianto braced himself for some intense piss-taking from the doctor, who seemed to delight in it more and more the longer they worked together.
"You and Jack," Owen said. "If Tosh hadn't walked in on you snogging in the tourist office a few weeks ago, no one would ever know you were shagging again. It's like a classified secret or something."
"Maybe we’re simply more private," Ianto suggested. "And professional."
"You're something," Owen said, shaking his head again. "Here we are, hitting the pub after work to celebrate the end of the longest week ever, and you two are still playing at Jeeves and Wooster. You can be a bit more casual after hours, you know."
"And you want me to—what? Feed him chips when we're out in public? Hold hands and whisper in his ear?" Ianto asked. "Stick my tongue down his throat and put on a good show?"
"Oh my god, you're going to make my brain bleed," Owen complained. "I'm just saying, if you're sleeping together, you can act like it. We all know now."
"We do act like it, Owen," Ianto replied, turning back to his computer. "When we're alone and we’re—"
"Don’t say it."
"But you thought it."
"Sod off."
"You brought it up, Owen." Ianto is still not sure why, though.
"And I'm not done. You flirt and joke, but Jack does that with dead trees. You don't hold hands, don't dance or kiss or make googly eyes—"
"I'm not sure Jack knows how to make googly eyes," Ianto said, holding back a grin at the thought of Jack with some sort of vapid love-sick look on his face. "He is well over a hundred and fifty years old."
"Wow, only six times older than you," Owen drawled. "Way to bag 'em, grave robber."
"He's immortal, Owen," Ianto replied, and this time he did turn around and grin. "Age is a meaningless number to him. But experience—experience makes all the difference in the world." He let his gaze go distant as he thought about some of the experiences Jack had shared with him. “And Jack has experience.”
"I am so done with this conversation," Owen grumbled.
"What, the one you started?"
"I'm finishing it. Go file some paperwork or something."
"But I didn't answer your question," Ianto said. He had to admit, he was having too much fun with Owen to stop now. Plus, he did have some gossip, of a sort.
"I don't want to know if you scored anymore, unless you both picked up a bird and—"
"Nope, not that," Ianto interrupted quickly. "But the rest of the night was interesting. And not in a tawdry way," he added.
Owen was quiet. He threw his pen in the air a few times, spun around in his chair, blew out a breath, and turned back to Ianto. "Now it's my turn to regret asking, but how so? Something happen after I left?"
"Jack got pissed," Ianto told him, lowering his voice as he glanced back at Jack's office. "Completely shit-faced blitzed."
Owen looked confused. "What?"
"He was loud and laughing, extremely handsy, and stumbling around. I even had to help him," Ianto cleared his throat, "with his trousers. In the loo."
"I bet you did," Owens smirked. "And I bet he loved that."
"Actually, I'm not sure he remembers," Ianto replied thoughtfully. "He practically passed out on the way home. I half carried him up to my flat—it was like wrangling an octopus—and put him to bed only for him to jump up and run for the bathroom. Ten minutes later and the octopus was back. He slept straight through 'till morning."
Owen was giving him a very strange look, both amused and disgusted. "And let me guess, you made him toast and brought him some paracetamol with your best coffee in the morning?"
"Well, yes," said Ianto, feeling defensive. "He's actually done the same thing for me."
Owen shook his head and started laughing. "Ianto, you do know that Jack can't get drunk, right?"
"Of course he can," Ianto replied. "I've seen him drink many times."
"And have you ever seen him stumbling drunk?" Owen asked.
"Well, no, not since we've been….you know," Ianto answered. "Why do you think he can't get drunk?"
"Because he told me," Owen replied smugly. "After my first really bad case, we went out to some skivvy bar to put it behind us, and although I don’t remember everything from that night, I do remember Jack being perfectly fine to drive my arse home because, as he put it, 'I can't get drunk.'"
"That's ridiculous." And yet, Ianto had a bad feeling that Owen was right. He couldn't actually remember seeing Jack drunk before, or hungover, and he'd definitely seen Jack drink before. And Jack had been dramatically over the top last night, as well exceptionally quick to recover that morning.
"That's what I thought,” Owen said. “He told me then, and he'd probably tell me now, that he metabolizes alcohol too fast for it to affect him that much. He's never been a big drinker, but I've seen him put down a fair few. He might get a little loose, but that's not hard for Jack." He sniggered and continued. "My guess is it has something to do with his immortality. He literally burns up the alcohol before the rest of us have finished our first pint. Sort of like how he never gets sick either."
"He told me last weekend that his allergies were bothering him!" Ianto exclaimed. "I made us soup for dinner." He stood up, took a step toward Jack's office, then turned back, staring at Owen. "Are you serious? He really wasn't drunk last night?"
"I think you've been had, mate," Owen told him, and he actually sounded like he felt bad for Ianto.
"I can't believe he'd do that," Ianto muttered. "What the hell was the point?"
"Who knows how his warped brain works," Owen told him, then motioned him closer. "But may I suggest not getting mad, but getting even?"
Ianto glanced back at Jack's office, still tempted to storm in and give Jack a piece of his mind before cutting him off from coffee and sex for the rest of the week. It was only Thursday; Ianto could survive, but he knew it would be rough punishment for Jack. Then he glanced back at Owen.
"Any ideas?" he asked.
"Not yet, but between the two of us, we should be able to come up with something good." Owen grinned as he stood up. "Come on. A pint on me to ease your sorrows while we plot."
Ianto couldn't help but grin back with a nod. "I think we can come up with something not just good, but brilliant," he said. He grabbed his coat from nearby and headed out the cog door with Owen, a dozen different ideas already plotting through his head.
Jack might not be able to get drunk, but he wouldn't know what hit him when Ianto was done with him.
So I just pulled out my Torchwood books to snap a pic of something for Dinodina, and guess what? They were under my bed and my cat chewed all the corners! Noooooo!! Bad kitty!🙀
I should see what else he got into under there! I'm not mad because we love him so much, I think it's kind of funny.😻 Plus I have no plan to get rid of all my TW books, and The Torchwood Archive was untouched, so there is that. 😁
Fanfic ask meme - number six and thirty six just because - go! 😁
6. Is there any ficthat makes you super embarrassed to reread and remember you wrote that?
Well, when I was first starting out, my writing was not as… uh… let’s call it polished as it is after a couple of decades of practice. So there are definitely some older fics that I don’t dare reread because I’d probably be horrified by them now!
Pillow Talk is probably my most cringeworthy fic that’s still posted online anywhere, because it’s just so awfully tropey and out of character. I wrote it in 2004. It’s… yeah. *shudder* I’m scared to go look at it now.
36. Haveyou ever sincerely written a ship you do not support into a fic?
I can’t think of any. I’m generally a canon-only shipper (with very rare exceptions), so if there’s a ship I really can’t stand, I tend not to write about those characters -- or if I do include them in a story, I just avoid focusing on their relationship.
