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

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[laligin]

Hello there! I know it's been a long, long time, but I have a drabble for you (100 words precisely) at last. If it's not to your liking, just shout and I shall write an epic (well, couple of thousand words, I reckon) plotty fic for you instead, if that's better. (:

Daydreams

When she was little, Tosh had always dreamed of saving the world. She’d fought evil villains and terrible monsters, always alone and unarmed except for her wits, courage, and ingenuity.

When she got older, and she tried to turn those dreams into reality, she fell flat on her face. For a while she didn’t even think the world was worth saving, let alone that she was the one to do it.

Torchwood showed her otherwise. And she fought evil villains and terrible monsters, armed with her wits, courage, and ingenuity - and, better yet, with her friends.

Dreams can come true.

[crystalshard]

Good heavens, I'd forgotten all about this. I love it, it fits Tosh so well.

However, if you have plotty fic, I have a nice bunch of carrots for your plotbunny. Here, little plotbunny . . .

[laligin]

(: I'm so glad you like it, even after such a long wait! ^_^'

Aii! I need warning signs. Please do not feed the plotbunnies! :P I think that one might get written anyway, though. ;) Must finish this lot first!

[crystalshard]

*rubs hands together* Eeeeeexcellent. *tempts with lettuce*

[laligin]

*headdesk, headdesk, headdesk*

*plotbunny nibbles lettuce and tries to look cute and cuddly*