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Spoilers: "Exit Wounds".

What do you get when you find a fic called A Sweeter Oblivion which is deliciously smutty and still breaks your heart? You get a fic rec and a good one. This takes place after Exit Wounds, and explores how much Jack needs to find some peace and how hard it is for him to do that. Every tremble in this fic is tied down to its emotional center, which is no mean feat when you're writing sex like this stuff. Really you should all go read it now and be blown away just like I was.

It had been Jack who’d taught Ianto how to lose himself entirely in physical sensation. Jack who’d had taught him to live in the moment, to be able to surrender himself, and in that surrender find a freedom he’d thought never to ever feel again. Slowly, Ianto knows, Jack has been teaching him to be able to do the same for him.

Spoilers: "Everything Changes," "Cyberwoman," "Greeks Bearing Gifts," "They Keep Killing Suzie," "The Last Of The Time Lords" from New Who

It's always hard to think of things to say about drabbles that sell the story but don't give anything away. 100 words doesn't leave a lot you can summarize or excerpt without telling you the entire drabble. I guess that gets easier when there are four of them?

In Four Drabbles,

spoggly brushes, but beautifully, on the fucked-up relationships in the Torchwood team. Each one touches on a nuance and fleshes it out, and oh, but you hurt for them in the end.

Sure, better to beg forgiveness than ask permission, but why not just do what needed to be done and deal with the consequences later? So sometimes this approach left much to be desired (Suzie falling and Ianto on his knees then again on his knees), but waiting around for people to get over the things he did to them had lost its appeal.

Spoilers: Uh. I talked with the author a lot about this, and the thing is that so much of it is rewritten from canon that even the spoilers are buried in a lot of stuff that makes them look made-up. To be safe you should have seen through "Utopia" in DW and probably "End Of Days" in TW, and probably a good portion of "Life On Mars," but if you think somethings a spoiler, it actually probably isn't.

Siiiigh… a real post… I have to use caps and shit.

I have not been around much lately because real life is giving it to me hard up the back and not the good way. Screw that. But I wanted to pimp out a friend's giant crossover sandbox project thing called Damaged People. I love this, even when

draegonhawke is allergic or something to writing out porn, which is actually how I got involved: I've been conscripted to write out pornybits here and there.

In Damaged People, Jack Harkness of Doctor Who and Torchwood fame finds himself in 1973 Manchester, where he meets Life On Mars' Sam Tyler, and naturally catastrophe ensues. They get off to a rocky start after which Jack more or less adopts Sam, and they start off on a rollicking romp through time, space, arguments and more disasters.

My caveat is that, while it is a slash universe, the slash takes a really long time to get started, so don't go in if you're expecting all slash all the time. Also it's huge and long and still being posted, but while I don't make a habit of reccing multipart things, most of these vignettes are designed to stand on their own.

Jack let him go, and stepped back. "What do you want from me?"

"Honesty," Sam said.

Jack bared his teeth. (Honesty is less kind. Certainly less romantic.)

"Or you can leave me right here," Sam said. "And I'll find my own way home."

("Honesty," is it. Not a tall order or anything. Should have just asked for the moon; I could at least con you that.)

Spoilers: None that I could see

In Reaching Into The Darkness,

flora2313 blinds Ianto, making Jack find a different way to get through to him. Sure blind angst is a cliche, but when the fics are as good as this one is, who can blame it? Sweet tender and hot like a cake out of the oven. You should definitely go taste it right now.

His lips are soft as they brush my own - so inviting and so damn good, too good to resist. He kisses me slowly, my arms enfolding him closer.

I can't help but smile inwardly as my eyes instinctively fall shut, realising how normal this feels, finally something other than sleep that I usually do behind the cover of my eyelids.

Spoilers: "Utopia" and "The Sound Of Drums" from New Who

In The Key,

jadesfire2808 takes us on an amazing trip through Jack, learning that he cannot die, but the focus of the story is the relationship between Jack and his TARDIS key. That sounds weird but

jadesfire2808 really makes it work, using it as a prompt to investigate what Jack does and how he feels, how he changes his thinking, how he changes himself.

No slash, just a damn good read.

The first thing Jack did when he woke up was to check whether or not he was still wearing his clothes. Along with counting body parts, it had become an instinctive reaction, owing nothing to thought and everything to experience.

Spoilers: after "Cyberwoman" in Torchwood

In The Smell Of Skin,

beatthedisco gives us a slow thoughtful piece about one of the little, rich details of what Ianto does after "Cyberwoman" and how he copes. Of course this is Ianto, and his coping looks a lot like not coping, but

beatthedisco gives us a nice, smooth arc and brings us just far enough out the other end.

It's slash, yeah, but it's such light and delicate slash you'll be surprised.

His old sheets, sheets from a life that now seems like it was never his, sheets that were picked out by another pair of hands; those sheets smelt like life. A heady, musky smell that mingled with morning sunshine and that awful herbal tea she drank and intoxicated him, became him, made him everything that he was.

Spoilers: None! It's just Barrowman singing.

I'm pretty sure

joolz01 didn't make this :P but if she did she's my new girlfriend. Like Barrowman wasn't perfect enough already, now I find out he can *sing.*

Spoilers: through "Day One" in Torchwood.

In Craving,

jo19844_twfic gives us a smoking hot and tantalizing missing scene of Jack/Ianto for "Day One." Come for the slash, stay for the porn, cry for the delicate, sad character development that happens at the end.

And I don't usually say this is a good thing,* but the best part is that it's part of a series so there will be *even more* of it coming!

“This was a ploy wasn't it?” Ianto asked breathlessly. “To feel me up?”

“It wasn't exactly what I planned. What kind of guy do you take me for?”

“The kind that's doing his best to seduce me over morning coffee.”

*I don't usually like series because I like to read things and get them done, and I didn't know this was a series when I started it. But both the stories I read are good alone, too.

Current Mood: hot

Spoilers: Post- Third Season of New Who.

In Trust, Mistrust and Muffin,

order_of_chaos makes the Master every bit as adorable as we know he is and every bit as devious as we should really remember he is. And it's funny, which is just icing on the, um, muffin.

At 730ish words, it's nice and short, too, so you really have no reason not to read it.

The Master is evil. Dangerous. Untrustworthy.

He is also offering the Doctor a muffin.

Current Mood: giggly

Spoilers: through "Countrycide" in Torchwood.

In Four Things Jack Never Would Have Guessed About Ianto, and One Thing He Suspected,

ninefics makes a beautiful character study of Ianto which weighs in at a lean 1550ish words. Thereby making my list of "people whose brains to eat and thereby gain magical powers."

It cost him nearly a hundred pounds, two promised dinners, and four rounds of drinks before Jack finally admitted that Ianto has an almost supernatural ability at billiards.

Current Mood: impressed
Current Music: The Middle (Jimmy Eat World)

Spoilers: Post- Third Season of New Who.

This is just hilarious. Master and Doctor hanging out on the TARDIS, keeping an eye on the Doctor's public image. The style reminds me of Penny Arcade. Which is to say hilarious.

Current Mood: laughing my ass off

Spoilers: Post- Third Season of New Who.

In Zero Sum,

lavendergrey takes a common thread (what if the Master didn't die?) and gives it a touch of subtle, twisted tenderness I really want to see more of. Short story, character-study, with a light dusting of slash.

“It’s like the pieces of your mind have been…broken apart. I mean, all the separate parts are working perfectly. Better than perfectly, even. Brilliantly. Magnificently. But they’re not connected to each other the way they should be.”

Current Mood: happy
Current Music: I Want It All (Depeche Mode)