Detachment
First off, this isn't actually a real fic, just my attempt to get over writer's block so that I can continue with "They Come in Pairs" before people hunt me down and kill me. That said, this story basically sucks, has no real plot, and no actual ending. Not beta'd either. It's just an exercise in aimlessly writing. You all have been warned.
Second off, this came about because while I was trying to convince my brain that, yes, it does still want to write (I finally decided to treat my ADHD because it's interfering with my job, and now I've completely lost my flow), my muse reminded me that I'd told somebody once upon a time that I was game for some Jack/Ianto chair fic. I'm sure this is NOT what they had in mind. I also had a friend complaining that while she read a lot of stories that mention safe words, she's never come across a fic where one was actually used. I'm sure this is also NOT what she meant either.
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Detachment
one-shot
PG-13/perhaps R (because of Jack and Ianto in an office building)
spoilers through "Something Borrowed"
Jack/Ianto
LJ cut:
"Wait," Ianto called as Jack was entering the building, causing him to pause. "We should probably take precautions."
He turned to face Ianto and raised an eyebrow in question. There'd been rift activity early that morning, and while Toshiko hadn't been able to pin down a location before it had closed, she had picked up five sudden energy spikes from various locations around the city several hours later. They'd found five devices, clearly alien but built of materials found on earth, and they were building up to a timed discharge that would take out all of Cardiff twelve minutes after midnight. They couldn't be moved and they couldn't be stopped without a 17-digit code. At least according to Toshiko who'd attempted dissecting one.
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