REC: FROZEN DREAMS by SAIYAN_BRIDE
Jun. 3rd, 2008 02:38 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Title: Frozen Dreams
Author:
saiyan_bride
Genre: Angst, Dark
Rating: R
Other/Implied Pairings: implied Doctor/Jack
Summary: The Captain had been his everything. Something Ianto’s all too aware of. Without him, Ianto begins to question himself, question his life, question his lust, while that everything rapidly begins to tumble down...
Status: COMPLETE
Length: One-shot
Word Count: 3,274
Warnings: Post-Torchwood 1x13 "End of Days" and spoilers for 1x04 "Countrycide," 1x05 "Small Worlds," & 1x13 "End of Days," (Emotional) Torture, Sexual references
Comment or Excerpt from fic: O.H. M.Y. G.O.D.!! That is one disturbing, emotionally torturing!Ianto fic! The descriptions are most gorgeous and the pain is oh so vividly felt. Ianto's slow descent into madness is stemmed by the apparitions of Jack he keeps seeing, hearing... feeling...
It's so heartbreakingly painful to see it and it reduced me to tears.
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EXCERPT:
He’d spent the better part of the past two weeks mooching around his office... But it gave Ianto the chance to explore the building’s intimate places like he’d never done before... wandering... pining, and discovering.
... he’d found out that there was a state between the hub sustaining itself and Lockdown. Like right now...
Ianto stared at the tendrils of feathering sapphire floating around... Blue light pulsating... Warbles of great aquamarine. Cold Northern Lights.
Ianto felt submerged beneath something greater than himself. Like a dot of sand trapped inside a pearl, rolling in the vast stomach of the ocean. His hand went out to touch a single thick ripple. Its slow undulations faded over his fingers, it fluttered and writhed, the air making love to his hand.
The hub seemed alive tonight.
~*~*~*~*~
Author:
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Genre: Angst, Dark
Rating: R
Other/Implied Pairings: implied Doctor/Jack
Summary: The Captain had been his everything. Something Ianto’s all too aware of. Without him, Ianto begins to question himself, question his life, question his lust, while that everything rapidly begins to tumble down...
Status: COMPLETE
Length: One-shot
Word Count: 3,274
Warnings: Post-Torchwood 1x13 "End of Days" and spoilers for 1x04 "Countrycide," 1x05 "Small Worlds," & 1x13 "End of Days," (Emotional) Torture, Sexual references
Comment or Excerpt from fic: O.H. M.Y. G.O.D.!! That is one disturbing, emotionally torturing!Ianto fic! The descriptions are most gorgeous and the pain is oh so vividly felt. Ianto's slow descent into madness is stemmed by the apparitions of Jack he keeps seeing, hearing... feeling...
It's so heartbreakingly painful to see it and it reduced me to tears.
~*~*~*~*~
EXCERPT:
He’d spent the better part of the past two weeks mooching around his office... But it gave Ianto the chance to explore the building’s intimate places like he’d never done before... wandering... pining, and discovering.
... he’d found out that there was a state between the hub sustaining itself and Lockdown. Like right now...
Ianto stared at the tendrils of feathering sapphire floating around... Blue light pulsating... Warbles of great aquamarine. Cold Northern Lights.
Ianto felt submerged beneath something greater than himself. Like a dot of sand trapped inside a pearl, rolling in the vast stomach of the ocean. His hand went out to touch a single thick ripple. Its slow undulations faded over his fingers, it fluttered and writhed, the air making love to his hand.
The hub seemed alive tonight.
~*~*~*~*~