Title: More Richer than my Tongue - Chapter 1
Rating: This section PG-13, spots of NC-17 later on.
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Notes, credits: Huge thanks to my betas
invisible_lift, who saved me from my punctuation tics and helped untangle my POV furball, and
blackbird_song, who fussed over my show vs. tell balance and also worked on the furball. That POV thing is a bitch. Much
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I love the slight voyeurism of Jack - watching something he is a little uncomfortable with it and experiencing the sympathy that he avoids expressing by pretending that he didn't see Ianto's grief.
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I think I think I want to kill everything that ever hurt him, but I think everything that ever hurt him is already dead. Except me. has just become one of my favourite lines in any fic ever.
Just perfect.
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it's amzin!!!!
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I loved Jack not respecting Ianto's privacy, very him, and Ianto's grief was beautifully harsh, as was Jack's thought: "No one is listening, Ianto. Trust me. I've tried." Ouch.
This had a very nice balance of grief and humour, I like it a lot. Part two in three days, you said? :D
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Thank you for the compliments; they mean a lot.
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I really love the way this story is starting out - I know Three Cliffs Bay on the Gower and it is a beautiful setting - the skies there are so moody.
I cannot wait for more - brilliant work!
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How sad is it that I spent a full hour (maybe two) trolling the Internet reading camping review sites, Googlemap, etc., trying to find the perfect setting? I swear, I know more about the Welsh coastline than anyone needs to.
Thanks for the compliments. Conveying the emotion while staying within my self-prescribed bounds of pared-down prose, no figurative language, and extremely limited interior monologue is a challenge, and I'm glad to hear that it's working for you.
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And you'll get done. Or Jack will hunt you down with a can of Weevil spray and handcuffs... or is that more of an inducement to stall? :p
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