A Year In Review '08
Yearly fic round-up! I didn't do much this year! And it was aaaalll for Ianto Torchwood. Murrr.
Torchwood: 3
16 April 2008
Title: These Palms Are Cupped Like Shovels
Fandom: Torchwood
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Two stories about Ianto that come together in the end. Ianto lives and breathes Torchwood. On his last day, everything he once learned comes together.
Commentary: My first foray in the Whoniverse, this was an experiment in structure looking at how life's experiences shape death. It's kind of a mix between Western and Eastern philosophy as it ends in death but everything repeats and is very cyclical.
Favorite lines:Even in his imagination, the water shimmers colorlessly, deep and black; the photographs are glossed over in shades of gray. The blood smeared on the glass of Jack’s cell is cobalt, not velvet red, and gathers in pools of ink.
*4 October 2008
Title: Composition
Fandom: Torchwood
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Although it wasn’t clear initially, we have found many materials bearing the Torchwood symbol. Obviously, since Torchwood Three is the only functioning Torchwood cell remaining, you have first rights. If we could have your immediate response, there are several unidentified and what we think are potentially dangerous items.
Commentary: I reaaaaally love this story. I felt like this was when I really began to grasp the characters. I had several goals including not Gwen bashing or making either Jack or Ianto into weepy girls. I mulled over this plot for a very long time.
Favorite lines:“Ask me why I remember so well. Ask me why I know everything. Am I a soldier, Jack? Should I die?”
*16 October 2008
Title: The Merits of Subtlety
Fandom: Torchwood
Rating: R
Summary: A cracky meta-fic. When Torchwood recruits a new member, only Ianto knows if she’s a friend or foe but has a difficulty remembering which.
Commentary: I was never really certain if this didn't click with readers or if it was insulting or just so blatant that no one understood. I thought it was funny, but I also have a very screwed up kind of humor. This is the story about Mary Sue that includes Retcon, Gwen who can't keep it in her pants, slutty Jack, typos and grammatical errors, and inconsistent characterization. If you think this story is supposed to be normal and meets high standards, UR DOIN IT WRONG.
Favorite lines:The real issue is that he’s somehow managed to acquire a stalker - a stalker without the capability to be sneaky and inconspicuous. Every time he looks out the window, the weirdo scurries behind a shrubbery or squeezes himself behind a tree as if his enormous shoulder pads won’t stick out. Ianto almost feels ashamed for the guy.
and“What?” Ianto sputters, his hand on top of the box. “Can’t it wait?”
“You said no sex, so this will probably be just as good. Well, as effective. Not as fun. You might die, but it’ll be alright,” Jack reassures, latching onto Ianto’s wrist. “Then sex after. The sooner we do this, the sooner I get laid.”
“But-”
“It’ll be just like our first time!” Jack hollers gleefully.
And sadly that's all I really wrote this year.
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Torchwood: 3
16 April 2008
Title: These Palms Are Cupped Like Shovels
Fandom: Torchwood
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Two stories about Ianto that come together in the end. Ianto lives and breathes Torchwood. On his last day, everything he once learned comes together.
Commentary: My first foray in the Whoniverse, this was an experiment in structure looking at how life's experiences shape death. It's kind of a mix between Western and Eastern philosophy as it ends in death but everything repeats and is very cyclical.
Favorite lines:Even in his imagination, the water shimmers colorlessly, deep and black; the photographs are glossed over in shades of gray. The blood smeared on the glass of Jack’s cell is cobalt, not velvet red, and gathers in pools of ink.
*4 October 2008
Title: Composition
Fandom: Torchwood
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Although it wasn’t clear initially, we have found many materials bearing the Torchwood symbol. Obviously, since Torchwood Three is the only functioning Torchwood cell remaining, you have first rights. If we could have your immediate response, there are several unidentified and what we think are potentially dangerous items.
Commentary: I reaaaaally love this story. I felt like this was when I really began to grasp the characters. I had several goals including not Gwen bashing or making either Jack or Ianto into weepy girls. I mulled over this plot for a very long time.
Favorite lines:“Ask me why I remember so well. Ask me why I know everything. Am I a soldier, Jack? Should I die?”
*16 October 2008
Title: The Merits of Subtlety
Fandom: Torchwood
Rating: R
Summary: A cracky meta-fic. When Torchwood recruits a new member, only Ianto knows if she’s a friend or foe but has a difficulty remembering which.
Commentary: I was never really certain if this didn't click with readers or if it was insulting or just so blatant that no one understood. I thought it was funny, but I also have a very screwed up kind of humor. This is the story about Mary Sue that includes Retcon, Gwen who can't keep it in her pants, slutty Jack, typos and grammatical errors, and inconsistent characterization. If you think this story is supposed to be normal and meets high standards, UR DOIN IT WRONG.
Favorite lines:The real issue is that he’s somehow managed to acquire a stalker - a stalker without the capability to be sneaky and inconspicuous. Every time he looks out the window, the weirdo scurries behind a shrubbery or squeezes himself behind a tree as if his enormous shoulder pads won’t stick out. Ianto almost feels ashamed for the guy.
and“What?” Ianto sputters, his hand on top of the box. “Can’t it wait?”
“You said no sex, so this will probably be just as good. Well, as effective. Not as fun. You might die, but it’ll be alright,” Jack reassures, latching onto Ianto’s wrist. “Then sex after. The sooner we do this, the sooner I get laid.”
“But-”
“It’ll be just like our first time!” Jack hollers gleefully.
And sadly that's all I really wrote this year.
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2003-2004
2005
2006
2007
2008