#think about riel right now. now think about him with thirty additional years of life experience. terrifying

[emeraldgreaves]

hmmm I will ask you about take your daughter to work day <3

send me a fic title so i’ll have to add five sentences and ramble about it

“What’s your name, kid?” [says Trouble.] I’m your age, she thinks, but the commander’s eyes feel like a long-range sniper sight from across the yard. Eyes in the back of his head doesn’t even begin to cover Blade Bronwyn. “Gwen,” she says. It’s not an uncommon name, and it’s not like there’s traces of her elsewhere. She tries to project inexperience as she unwraps her hands, aims for the right kind of first-week-new-recruit jumpy, not you-will-teach-me-to-shoot-one-day jumpy. Trouble claps familiarly her on the shoulder. “Welcome to the shepherds. We’re all cracked here.”

in which gwen gets separated from sarissa, and a couple of familiar faces show up. broader discussion of this AU here!

i say i’m not much of a kidfic person and then i chart out the rough extended family dynamic of aunts and uncles for all of the assorted kids. trouble being gwen’s favorite uncle/unofficial mentor is kind of my nod to gwen inheriting a lot of the qualities that made him and moira get along so well. my other favorite activity in this au is Putting Blade Through It. his paranoia is going to be an asset here, but not in the way he expects LMAO