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Playing favourites by elizaria ( GwenIantoJack, GwenIanto, JackIanto | Complete | 3277 | E )

Jack knows he plays favourites but he can't help it, nor stop it. He couldn't pinpoint when he realised it, when the two of them had become the teacher's pets, and not because of their own volition. "I came back for you ... all of you".

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As I Die (Reaping through the truth, Life becomes untrue) by elizaria ( JackIanto | Complete | 2241 | NR )

Torchwood's Children of the Earth. I finally saw it. Figured I'd hit it after a weekend of having my BFF here so I had some good mood to walk me through it. Oh yeah. Crying like a fangirl who got her heart ripped out in a good way. So much to do my head in and I won't say more cause I don't know how except fic. As therapy. And not very happy therapy at that. I want fluff, except for some reason TW never fits my fluff part of my brain. Title: As I die (Reaping through the truth, Life becomes untrue) Pairings: canon Jack/Ianto, mentioning Jack/Hart Rating: R? Wordcount: 2247 words Notes: unbeta'd as always, all comments welcomed. Title borrowed from Paradise Lost (music group, not book). Unapologetic love for Jack, Gwen and all Torchwood team. Excerpt: Jack couldn't remember for the longest time if he actually slept while still having someone in his bed. He was a skilled fake sleeper, so he could watch his bed partners with their faces unguarded and their secrets spilled out over his sheets. The way they'd twitch, moan and twist when the dreams came tiptoeing. He was intrigued by it, because Jack wondered if he dreamed like them even if he didn't remember it.