Looking for a Beta - FOUND
Preferred Name: Gwyddelig
Pairings/Characters: eventually Jack/Ianto, background canon pairings and characters
Rating: eventual M likely
Setting: series 1-3 (most likely), to include Dr Who crossover episodes
Length: chapters typically 1200-2200 words
Genre: romance/angst, primarily canon compliant
Pairing Type: slash, het (background)
Warnings: basic spoilers for series
A brief summary: Ianto Jones has existed in shadow, but how does a shadow cope with being brought into the light? Character study-ish writing experiment taken between the scenes and from Ianto's angle.
Location: East Coast USA
Due Date: Sooner the better, but no requirement
The first three chapters (episodes) are completed and posted to FF.net and I'm looking for someone interested in aiding with the rest of the fic (or at the very least the next couple chapters - they're rather difficult for me to be certain they make sense).
He knelt next to the body on the floor, sobs choking him. He couldn't catch his breath, couldn't get air to his lungs around the squeezing of his chest. Lisa. Blood. Dead. Dead. Deaddeaddeaddeaddeaddeaddead! Dead! Black edged his vision, dimming it, forcing it into a blurry focus, centred on her. His world, his meaning - gone, drained out like her lifeblood, pooling on the cold, rough floor. His knees were wet with it, the cooling fluid of life soaking into his trousers, his skin.
Pairings/Characters: eventually Jack/Ianto, background canon pairings and characters
Rating: eventual M likely
Setting: series 1-3 (most likely), to include Dr Who crossover episodes
Length: chapters typically 1200-2200 words
Genre: romance/angst, primarily canon compliant
Pairing Type: slash, het (background)
Warnings: basic spoilers for series
A brief summary: Ianto Jones has existed in shadow, but how does a shadow cope with being brought into the light? Character study-ish writing experiment taken between the scenes and from Ianto's angle.
Location: East Coast USA
Due Date: Sooner the better, but no requirement
The first three chapters (episodes) are completed and posted to FF.net and I'm looking for someone interested in aiding with the rest of the fic (or at the very least the next couple chapters - they're rather difficult for me to be certain they make sense).
He knelt next to the body on the floor, sobs choking him. He couldn't catch his breath, couldn't get air to his lungs around the squeezing of his chest. Lisa. Blood. Dead. Dead. Deaddeaddeaddeaddeaddeaddead! Dead! Black edged his vision, dimming it, forcing it into a blurry focus, centred on her. His world, his meaning - gone, drained out like her lifeblood, pooling on the cold, rough floor. His knees were wet with it, the cooling fluid of life soaking into his trousers, his skin.