Jul. 14th, 2011

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I cannot sleep for the life of me. This MAY have something to do with being attacked by a hungry cat at 4am. She growls and is scary. But I love her. Or, I'm being paid to love her. That's enough for me.

Anyway. You're all going to laugh at me, but I can't stop thinking about this. I feel like fandom has completely altered. And, you know, no matter what I think about the damn radio play, the awesome thing is that I finally got to experience something big in fandom while it happened. You know? Okay, the awesome thing is also the play itself. But still.

In any case, it prompted me to write last night. Not even relative to the plot, just...a thing. Which is pretty incredible, as I had just about given up. Yay, words!

Also, totally random, but! Back in November, I was driving back from Chicago with [livejournal.com profile] thebuttonontop after Chicago Tardis, and I was like, "OH! I know it's some ridiculous hour of the morning, but you've got to hear this song! It reminds me of Jack and Ianto!" And it did, but not really canonically? But now, now it does. Now it fits perfectly. It won't let me embed, but...LISTEN TO IT OVER HERE ON YOUTUBE: Haunted - Poe. I seriously wish that this had been an episode so I could make a ridiculous video. 

But, you guys? That really happened, didn't it? Oh God.
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Title: The Argonaut's Tale
Author: [livejournal.com profile] sariagray  
Characters/Pairings: Jack, obvious mentions of Jack/Ianto, Plot Device
Word Count:
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Takes place after the radio play The House of the Dead. Also, hints of spoilers for Miracle Day, but those can be ignored.
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood. I do not make money off of Torchwood. In fact, it seems as though Torchwood owns and makes money off of ME. This is for entertainment purposes only.
Beta: The ever-amazing [livejournal.com profile] analineblue who deals with my insanity and odd ways of phrasing things.
Summary: Coda to The House of the Dead, takes place immediately after the last line of the play.
Author's Note: Well. Yesterday. That was...something. References are made to the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice. ALSO - not a legit warning, but since we're already rending our clothing and rubbing ashes over ourselves, bring tissues. I love you guys.

“You often misplace things,” said a clear voice, young and intangible. “Are you happy now?” )


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