Thirty Flavours of Torchwood

[laligin]

Right, because I'm far too tempted, this is opening up much quicker than I'd planned. :D Thanks go to those who gave me prompts (and if you want to add some, do feel free - it's never too late).

Right. Here's how this works.

Here are Thirty Flavours of Torchwood.

You pick a prompt. Then, for that prompt, you pick any member of the Torchwood Team (past or present) or any such combination you please, add an extra condition or two if you want, and I write it for you in the comments.

The idea is that I write a drabble-size piece, but they may start at 100 words and head off into the sunset... And I will put the whole set in one post when they're done, for neatness' sake. :)

Crossovers are allowed, I suppose, but I'm not too well aware of many other fandoms (not even Buffy) so be cautious...

Eek. I hope this works. ^_^'


DONE 1. Bloodied
DONE 2. Claustrophobic
DONE 3. Cold
DONE 4. Confused
DONE 5. Cuddly
DONE 6. Dancing
DONE 7. Daydreaming
DONE 8. Divided
DONE 9. Domestic
DONE 10. Ecstatic
DONE 11. Efficient
DONE 12. High
Claimed 13. Hunted
DONE 14. In-denial
DONE 15. Lost
DONE 16. On-a-roll
DONE 17. Point-of-no-return
DONE 18. Proud
DONE 19. Reading
DONE 20. Researching
DONE 21. Secretive
DONE 22. Silent
DONE 1 Claimed 1 23. Silver-tongued
Claimed 24. Singing-in-the-rain
DONE 25. Sleepy
Claimed 26. Snarky
DONE 27. Sorrowful
DONE 28. Suspicious
DONE 29. Victorious
DONE 30. Warm


All prompts now claimed! Working on them. ^_^

Oh, and if you don't like the drabble (or... er... short fic) tell me and I'll do another. XD

Comments

[laligin.livejournal.com]

Here you go (at last). 180 words. If you don't like, feel free to ask for another. XD

Try To Keep Up

“So,” Jack said eventually. “Not dangerous, then.”

“Shut. Up.” Owen told him flatly.

For a few minutes, Jack was silent again, looking down at the others, working frantically to remotely disarm the device now embedded in the stationary lift. At last he sighed, asking, “Why did you have to drop it?”

He could feel Owen tense against his back, growling, “I didn’t do it on bloody purpose, alright?”

“We’re still stuck here,” Jack pointed out, back to back with Owen on the lift and both of them doing their best not to move in case they blew themselves up by accident. “That’s the last time I believe you when you say you know what you’re doing.”

“We found another one just the same while you were gone,” Owen protested. “It was easy to disarm.”

“Who did it?” Jack asked, and Owen paused, then admitted, “Tosh.”

“There you go,” Jack told him, spreading his arms in a gesture of revelation, and nearly knocking Owen off the lift as he did so, “Tosh makes everything look easy. That’s why I hired her.”

[fajrdrako.livejournal.com]

Hee! Love it! Beautiful salute to Toshiko - many thanks!

[laligin.livejournal.com]

Thank you, I'm glad you like it. ^_^ (Tosh needs more love... :) )

[fajrdrako.livejournal.com]

Tosh needs more love... :)

I certainly agree - Tosh needs all the love we can give her, and more!