50sentences
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peire_bas_a_fhailTitle: 50 Sentences of Guernsey
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia/Torchwood/Doctor Who
Rating: PG
Timeframe: ...any time in the near future?
Word Count: 1422 (Columbus sailed the ocean blue...)
Summary: A collection of one sentence prompts centering on the youngest of Ireland's children, Iseult Carys Aodhan O'Donnell-Harkness, AKA Guernsey.
Notes/Warnings: Using table Beta from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
1sentence. Some bad accents, OC POV.
WALKING: She’s told she started walking far sooner than she was expected to (And giving both her fathers the shock of their lives in the process), usually when her mother is chastising her for diving into something recklessly.
WALTZ: When she’s pressed to dance, and it’s rare when she does, she prefers the waltz; the structure of the steps, the slow glide, and the fluid turns remind her of when she was small, learning the steps from her fathers.
WISHES: If she could have any wish, any wish at all, she would wish that her uncles and mother had never gone through the Troubles and they could be together as a family should.
WONDER: Things that would be a wonder to others: aliens, police boxes that are larger on the inside, living, breathing Nations, are normal everyday life for her; she wonders in return how people live without such things in their lives.
WORRY: She hated making their mother worry, but she was half Irish and half American, such reckless, foolhardy, and “changing the world” actions could only be expected from such a bloodline.
WHIMSY: Most of the other Nations dismissed her love of the Fey as whimsy at best, that she inherited her uncle Arthur’s insanity at worst (They knew better than to call her mother insane), but she knew better.
WASTELAND: As a child, she once told Terra Australia was little more than a wasteland inhabited by animals that would kill you as soon as look at you; in response her aunt took her by the arm for two weeks in the Outback.
WHISKEY AND RUM: She once snuck a drink of her uncle Connor’s whiskey and rum mixture and she’d been sick as a dog for two days afterwards.
WAR: She learned quickly that Nations held a different perspective on war than ordinary people, that they felt their people die and carried the scars of the destruction of their lands.
WEDDINGS: She never dreamed of her own wedding, finding them to only be a way of taking something deeply personal and intimate and dressing it up in pretty clothes and parading it for all to see.
BIRTHDAY: The first week of July was a flurry of activity in the family, since the first was her uncle Matthew’s birthday, the fourth her uncle Alfred’s, and the fifth her and her twin’s; her uncles were always happy to combine parties when needed.
BLESSING: She considers it a blessing that her lands have no true strategic value and have not been ravaged by war in her lifetime; all her scars are her own.
BIAS: It had upset their mother at first, but she had always preferred guns to knives.
BURNING: The first time she saw the back burning in her aunt’s lands she was afraid before Terra explained to her that it was to prevent real fires from becoming uncontrollable.
BREATHING: Even now as an adult she still crept into her twin’s bed when she needed comfort, the sound and feel of his breathing reminding her that he at least will always be there.
BREAKING: It’s an odd sensation, breaking an arm: the splintering of the bone, the rush of pain quickly drowned out by the following rush of adrenaline; however the oddest part to her is listening to her mother tear her father a new one as she has it set.
BELIEF: She isn’t fond of belief or religion despite being raised Irish Catholic like her mother; religion lead to the Troubles, after all.
BALLOON: “So, 99 Luftballoons is about the sparking of the third world war because someone mistook a balloon for weaponry?”
BALCONY: “Juliet was stupid, she should have jumped from that balcony then and there and run off with Romeo instead of pulling that faking her death thing,” a simple statement that sent Arthur into a ten minute lecture on how you didn’t criticize the classics.
BANE: One of these days she’d learn not to wear three inch heels while on the job; she got more twisted ankles than were worth it.
QUIET: She hated silence, quiet; it was too much like being alone.
QUIRKS: She didn’t spend enough time with her mother to pick up her accent (half her life spent in Wales with Welsh and American fathers and all), but a few of her speech quirks, like “me” for “my” or “’tis” for “it is” managed to creep in.
QUESTION: “Da, how do you get the clothes on the Weevils?”
QUARREL: She knows that her mum has a temper to match her hair and that all three of her parents have amazing stubborn streaks; why then does she want to run and hide from their few fights?
QUITTING: If she learned nothing else from history, from her family, she always knew that quitting did no one any good and it was far better to not do at all if she was only going to quit halfway.
JUMP: Jumping from a moving car -- or in this case, Ifan’s motorbike -- wasn’t as easy as the telly made it out to be, she learned quickly enough.
JESTER: “Uncle Alfred, you must be joking; where did you get the idea aliens were the ones that were building Stonehenge?”
JOUSTING: It was one of her favorite memories, the time when the Doctor took the two of them back in time to watch a real joust and not one of the sanitized versions that they would see in one of Uncle Alfred’s Renaissance Festivals.
JEWEL: She knew full well it couldn’t be the real thing -- that had probably been dismantled over a century ago and sold stone by stone -- and while she didn’t like gems on the whole, her favorite piece was the replica Crown Jewels of Ireland her mother gave her as a child.
JUST: It wasn’t right, she had always thought, for her mother to be punished by her uncle with his leaving her.
SMIRK: She inherited her father’s smirk, and they all long ago learned that very rarely did anything good ever follow its appearance.
SORROW: The day she realized what Saint Patrick truly meant to her mother was one spent in sadness.
STUPIDITY: She loved her uncle Alfred, really she did, but sometimes he could be so damn stupid.
SERENADE: She would never be musically inclined, to her mother’s shame, but sometimes she would try her hand at one of the harps and pluck out a passable version of “The Sea Around Us.”
SARCASM: “Do you think you could not be dying in front of the children, Captaen?”
SORDID: “By God and Patrick, Mum, lock the bloody door when you have Uncle Sadiq over!”
SOLILOQUY: She thought Hamlet was a bloody fool, especially after listening to his “To be or not to be” speech.
SOJOURN: Her life growing up was more a matter of “where was she living at that moment,” rather than a “where did she live.”
SHARE: “You always have to show them the Weevils, aye Dad?”
SOLITARY: Few things terrified her more than being both separated from her brother unwillingly and being completely alone.
NOWHERE: She never felt like she had nowhere she belonged, even while she was moved between Cardiff and whatever house her mother was in at the time; she had her island in the Channel, and knew instinctively that would always be her place.
NEUTRAL: She wasn’t neutral willingly; she just didn’t have a worthwhile military for the sorts of battles that sprang up these days.
NUANCE: She learned quickly to spot the little things, the tiniest of differences from expectations or the assumed laws of reality; it was how she told her Sight from “real” happenings.
NEAR: She held many things near to her heart, but none closer than Ifan.
NATURAL: The moment her first gun was placed in her hand she took to it like her uncle to hockey.
HORIZON: She loved to watch the sun sink below the horizon; it was always the same no matter where she was.
VALIANT: She always insisted she was on the courageous end of the Courage vs. Stupidity scale.
VIRTUOUS: She was said to take more after their mom in most things; lack of virtue was one way she took after both of her parents.
VICTORY: She might have been the one to always pay for the victory drinks after a particularly stressful day, but that didn’t make the whiskey any less warm.
DEFEAT: It was something she would never admit, not while her land or her people survived.
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia/Torchwood/Doctor Who
Rating: PG
Timeframe: ...any time in the near future?
Word Count: 1422 (Columbus sailed the ocean blue...)
Summary: A collection of one sentence prompts centering on the youngest of Ireland's children, Iseult Carys Aodhan O'Donnell-Harkness, AKA Guernsey.
Notes/Warnings: Using table Beta from
1sentence. Some bad accents, OC POV.WALKING: She’s told she started walking far sooner than she was expected to (And giving both her fathers the shock of their lives in the process), usually when her mother is chastising her for diving into something recklessly.
WALTZ: When she’s pressed to dance, and it’s rare when she does, she prefers the waltz; the structure of the steps, the slow glide, and the fluid turns remind her of when she was small, learning the steps from her fathers.
WISHES: If she could have any wish, any wish at all, she would wish that her uncles and mother had never gone through the Troubles and they could be together as a family should.
WONDER: Things that would be a wonder to others: aliens, police boxes that are larger on the inside, living, breathing Nations, are normal everyday life for her; she wonders in return how people live without such things in their lives.
WORRY: She hated making their mother worry, but she was half Irish and half American, such reckless, foolhardy, and “changing the world” actions could only be expected from such a bloodline.
WHIMSY: Most of the other Nations dismissed her love of the Fey as whimsy at best, that she inherited her uncle Arthur’s insanity at worst (They knew better than to call her mother insane), but she knew better.
WASTELAND: As a child, she once told Terra Australia was little more than a wasteland inhabited by animals that would kill you as soon as look at you; in response her aunt took her by the arm for two weeks in the Outback.
WHISKEY AND RUM: She once snuck a drink of her uncle Connor’s whiskey and rum mixture and she’d been sick as a dog for two days afterwards.
WAR: She learned quickly that Nations held a different perspective on war than ordinary people, that they felt their people die and carried the scars of the destruction of their lands.
WEDDINGS: She never dreamed of her own wedding, finding them to only be a way of taking something deeply personal and intimate and dressing it up in pretty clothes and parading it for all to see.
BIRTHDAY: The first week of July was a flurry of activity in the family, since the first was her uncle Matthew’s birthday, the fourth her uncle Alfred’s, and the fifth her and her twin’s; her uncles were always happy to combine parties when needed.
BLESSING: She considers it a blessing that her lands have no true strategic value and have not been ravaged by war in her lifetime; all her scars are her own.
BIAS: It had upset their mother at first, but she had always preferred guns to knives.
BURNING: The first time she saw the back burning in her aunt’s lands she was afraid before Terra explained to her that it was to prevent real fires from becoming uncontrollable.
BREATHING: Even now as an adult she still crept into her twin’s bed when she needed comfort, the sound and feel of his breathing reminding her that he at least will always be there.
BREAKING: It’s an odd sensation, breaking an arm: the splintering of the bone, the rush of pain quickly drowned out by the following rush of adrenaline; however the oddest part to her is listening to her mother tear her father a new one as she has it set.
BELIEF: She isn’t fond of belief or religion despite being raised Irish Catholic like her mother; religion lead to the Troubles, after all.
BALLOON: “So, 99 Luftballoons is about the sparking of the third world war because someone mistook a balloon for weaponry?”
BALCONY: “Juliet was stupid, she should have jumped from that balcony then and there and run off with Romeo instead of pulling that faking her death thing,” a simple statement that sent Arthur into a ten minute lecture on how you didn’t criticize the classics.
BANE: One of these days she’d learn not to wear three inch heels while on the job; she got more twisted ankles than were worth it.
QUIET: She hated silence, quiet; it was too much like being alone.
QUIRKS: She didn’t spend enough time with her mother to pick up her accent (half her life spent in Wales with Welsh and American fathers and all), but a few of her speech quirks, like “me” for “my” or “’tis” for “it is” managed to creep in.
QUESTION: “Da, how do you get the clothes on the Weevils?”
QUARREL: She knows that her mum has a temper to match her hair and that all three of her parents have amazing stubborn streaks; why then does she want to run and hide from their few fights?
QUITTING: If she learned nothing else from history, from her family, she always knew that quitting did no one any good and it was far better to not do at all if she was only going to quit halfway.
JUMP: Jumping from a moving car -- or in this case, Ifan’s motorbike -- wasn’t as easy as the telly made it out to be, she learned quickly enough.
JESTER: “Uncle Alfred, you must be joking; where did you get the idea aliens were the ones that were building Stonehenge?”
JOUSTING: It was one of her favorite memories, the time when the Doctor took the two of them back in time to watch a real joust and not one of the sanitized versions that they would see in one of Uncle Alfred’s Renaissance Festivals.
JEWEL: She knew full well it couldn’t be the real thing -- that had probably been dismantled over a century ago and sold stone by stone -- and while she didn’t like gems on the whole, her favorite piece was the replica Crown Jewels of Ireland her mother gave her as a child.
JUST: It wasn’t right, she had always thought, for her mother to be punished by her uncle with his leaving her.
SMIRK: She inherited her father’s smirk, and they all long ago learned that very rarely did anything good ever follow its appearance.
SORROW: The day she realized what Saint Patrick truly meant to her mother was one spent in sadness.
STUPIDITY: She loved her uncle Alfred, really she did, but sometimes he could be so damn stupid.
SERENADE: She would never be musically inclined, to her mother’s shame, but sometimes she would try her hand at one of the harps and pluck out a passable version of “The Sea Around Us.”
SARCASM: “Do you think you could not be dying in front of the children, Captaen?”
SORDID: “By God and Patrick, Mum, lock the bloody door when you have Uncle Sadiq over!”
SOLILOQUY: She thought Hamlet was a bloody fool, especially after listening to his “To be or not to be” speech.
SOJOURN: Her life growing up was more a matter of “where was she living at that moment,” rather than a “where did she live.”
SHARE: “You always have to show them the Weevils, aye Dad?”
SOLITARY: Few things terrified her more than being both separated from her brother unwillingly and being completely alone.
NOWHERE: She never felt like she had nowhere she belonged, even while she was moved between Cardiff and whatever house her mother was in at the time; she had her island in the Channel, and knew instinctively that would always be her place.
NEUTRAL: She wasn’t neutral willingly; she just didn’t have a worthwhile military for the sorts of battles that sprang up these days.
NUANCE: She learned quickly to spot the little things, the tiniest of differences from expectations or the assumed laws of reality; it was how she told her Sight from “real” happenings.
NEAR: She held many things near to her heart, but none closer than Ifan.
NATURAL: The moment her first gun was placed in her hand she took to it like her uncle to hockey.
HORIZON: She loved to watch the sun sink below the horizon; it was always the same no matter where she was.
VALIANT: She always insisted she was on the courageous end of the Courage vs. Stupidity scale.
VIRTUOUS: She was said to take more after their mom in most things; lack of virtue was one way she took after both of her parents.
VICTORY: She might have been the one to always pay for the victory drinks after a particularly stressful day, but that didn’t make the whiskey any less warm.
DEFEAT: It was something she would never admit, not while her land or her people survived.
