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janto_recs2008-08-13 09:21 pm
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Entry tags:
- category: angry!jack,
- category: empath!ianto,
- category: gap-filler,
- category: hurt!ianto,
- category: hurt!jack,
- category: pre-season 2,
- category: protective!ianto,
- category: protective!jack,
- category: vulnerable!jack,
- genre: angst,
- genre: drama,
- genre: fluff,
- genre: hurt/comfort,
- length: oneshot,
- post-adrift,
- post-countrycide,
- post-end of days,
- rating: pg-13,
- reccer: itoshii_chan,
- status: complete,
- wordcount: 1000-5000
REC: WINDOW TO YOUR RIGHT by LIADAN14
Title: Window to Your Right
Author:
liadan14
Genre: Gap-filler, Angst, Drama, Hurt/Comfort, some Fluff
Rating: PG-13
Other/Implied Pairings: N/A
Summary: A collection of Ianto's dealings with Flat Holm.
Status: COMPLETE
Length: One-shot
Word Count: ~ 2,453
Warnings: spoilers through Torchwood S2 until 2x11 "Adrift," pre-S2, post: 1x06 "Countrycide," 1x13 "End of Days," 2x11 "Adrift"
Comment or Excerpt from fic: This is a brilliantly written fic that begins with a little back-story of how Flat Holm came to be, but mostly follows Ianto and how he came to know about it and all the way through Adrift when Gwen finds-out it and the aftermath. I LOVE how the fic flows, especially with time-skips it has. Very beautiful and emotional.
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EXCERPT:
He’d told him about Flat Holm after the cannibals. Suzie had known... had helped him to organize it all. The idea was Jack’s... but Suzie ran the rest... Then she was gone... It was a lot of work... more than it looked like, and he was used to having help... he considered his options. He could tell no one... But that wasn’t really in the realm of possibility, because he knew they were nearing the time when a suitable version of the Doctor might show up, and if he kept it to himself there was no one to take care of the victims at Flat Holm. That and the more selfish, pressing reason: Jack couldn’t do it alone... he could not handle going to see the victims on his own...
Option two, tell... Ianto. Ianto, both youngest and oldest... betrayer and betrayed, wise and yet so young... Jack... wondered what the hell he was supposed to do, when a... voice... said, “Jack? What’re you doing?”
“I need your help, Ianto.”
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Author:
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Genre: Gap-filler, Angst, Drama, Hurt/Comfort, some Fluff
Rating: PG-13
Other/Implied Pairings: N/A
Summary: A collection of Ianto's dealings with Flat Holm.
Status: COMPLETE
Length: One-shot
Word Count: ~ 2,453
Warnings: spoilers through Torchwood S2 until 2x11 "Adrift," pre-S2, post: 1x06 "Countrycide," 1x13 "End of Days," 2x11 "Adrift"
Comment or Excerpt from fic: This is a brilliantly written fic that begins with a little back-story of how Flat Holm came to be, but mostly follows Ianto and how he came to know about it and all the way through Adrift when Gwen finds-out it and the aftermath. I LOVE how the fic flows, especially with time-skips it has. Very beautiful and emotional.
~*~*~*~*~
EXCERPT:
He’d told him about Flat Holm after the cannibals. Suzie had known... had helped him to organize it all. The idea was Jack’s... but Suzie ran the rest... Then she was gone... It was a lot of work... more than it looked like, and he was used to having help... he considered his options. He could tell no one... But that wasn’t really in the realm of possibility, because he knew they were nearing the time when a suitable version of the Doctor might show up, and if he kept it to himself there was no one to take care of the victims at Flat Holm. That and the more selfish, pressing reason: Jack couldn’t do it alone... he could not handle going to see the victims on his own...
Option two, tell... Ianto. Ianto, both youngest and oldest... betrayer and betrayed, wise and yet so young... Jack... wondered what the hell he was supposed to do, when a... voice... said, “Jack? What’re you doing?”
“I need your help, Ianto.”
~*~*~*~*~