Icon Meme
So there's this meme going around and i thought i'd give it a whirl... I know it's a feminine eye, but there are just so many things you can do with eyes.... this isn't exactly what i was thinking, but it wrote itself, quite literally
Title: Windows that never close.
Prompt: Take a look at your default userpic. If you're like me you see it so often you've almost stopped seeing it at all, so take a good look at it.
Now, using your icon as inspiration, write a drabble.
Fandom: Torchwood
Character(s): Jack with mentions of Ianto, Ten, and Rose
Spoilers: Light for 1.04 Cyberwoman, 1.13 End of Days and DW 3.11-13
Summary: They say the eyes are windows to the soul.
They say eyes are the windows to the soul. It's why I always try to make eye contact. People who won't usually have something to hide. There are a few people who can hide secrets in those windows, but it takes years of practice, and those people should never be trusted. He had those kinds of eyes. I remember gazing into the depths of those cerulean orbs the day we first met. There was such an age, so many secrets hidden in those depths. I could read him easily, too easily, but no matter how much I looked, I could never find what I was looking for. Eventually it didn't matter. He had his secrets, and I had mine. We were the same, even though we were so different. I had no reason to doubt him, no reason to suspect something was wrong.
And then she awoke, and the curtains that protected those blue windows shredded and everything spilled out. Oh Ianto, I wish you had let me see sooner. I could have helped you say good bye. In those few moments when I brought you back, when she almost killed you, I saw it all. The anguish, the love, the betrayal. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I made you go back down there and destroy that thing by yourself. I'm sorry I left you for him.
His eyes are another enigma. He too has curtains hiding his secrets. She was able to draw them back once. Now that she's gone, the light, airy curtains that used to be there have been replaced with thick velvet ones. Great blackout material. He won't let me in, no matter what. When I get out of here, I won't waste my time on him anymore. I'll come back to you Ianto. And I'll let you see past my own curtains.
They say eyes are the windows to the soul. These windows can't be closed, but everyone likes to put up curtains.
Title: Windows that never close.
Prompt: Take a look at your default userpic. If you're like me you see it so often you've almost stopped seeing it at all, so take a good look at it.
Now, using your icon as inspiration, write a drabble.
Fandom: Torchwood
Character(s): Jack with mentions of Ianto, Ten, and Rose
Spoilers: Light for 1.04 Cyberwoman, 1.13 End of Days and DW 3.11-13
Summary: They say the eyes are windows to the soul.
They say eyes are the windows to the soul. It's why I always try to make eye contact. People who won't usually have something to hide. There are a few people who can hide secrets in those windows, but it takes years of practice, and those people should never be trusted. He had those kinds of eyes. I remember gazing into the depths of those cerulean orbs the day we first met. There was such an age, so many secrets hidden in those depths. I could read him easily, too easily, but no matter how much I looked, I could never find what I was looking for. Eventually it didn't matter. He had his secrets, and I had mine. We were the same, even though we were so different. I had no reason to doubt him, no reason to suspect something was wrong.
And then she awoke, and the curtains that protected those blue windows shredded and everything spilled out. Oh Ianto, I wish you had let me see sooner. I could have helped you say good bye. In those few moments when I brought you back, when she almost killed you, I saw it all. The anguish, the love, the betrayal. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I made you go back down there and destroy that thing by yourself. I'm sorry I left you for him.
His eyes are another enigma. He too has curtains hiding his secrets. She was able to draw them back once. Now that she's gone, the light, airy curtains that used to be there have been replaced with thick velvet ones. Great blackout material. He won't let me in, no matter what. When I get out of here, I won't waste my time on him anymore. I'll come back to you Ianto. And I'll let you see past my own curtains.
They say eyes are the windows to the soul. These windows can't be closed, but everyone likes to put up curtains.