This weeks theme for fanwork friday is jack and castiel, so I wrote a ficlet. Spoilers for Children of Earth, as this is set right at the end of it:

Lou brought three more drinks over to the table in the corner. The man in the military coat barely looked up as he set them down. He hadn’t moved from the darkened corner for a few days. Lou had brought him some snacks and water he’d hardly touched. It was easy for him to see the heavy grief that weighed the man down, but he knew better than to ask. Besides, Jack Harkness was an old family friend; he could stay as long as he wanted to.

“Dad?” his son called him over and he took a moment to look at him. Despite all the fear of a few weeks ago, his son was fine and that was the important thing. As he walked away from the table he didn’t notice Jack watching the boy while Lou put a hand on his shoulder and guided him into the back.

One in the bar did notice. Nobody had seen him come in or paid him any attention as he walked over and slid across from the fixture in the dark corner. Jack’s eyes narrowed. “What do you want, Castiel? I’m not exactly on good terms with your boss right now.”

Castiel watched him as he picked up one of the drinks. “Is this your plan for the foreseeable future?”

Jack gave a short, bitter laugh. “You got any better ideas?”

“I do actually. There is a war coming, we need allies.”

Jack’s eyes went dark. He leaned forward. “No.”

“There are demons walking free, and a greater power rising.”

For a moment Jack looked about to throw the bottle at him. “Haven’t I done enough?” he asked brokenly, then turned away, but not before the raw heartbreak showed on his face. “No. I’m not a hero. I stayed too long here.” His hand moved to his wrist, but he no longer had the manipulator, lost in the explosion that had destroyed Torchwood, his home, and himself.

Castiel watched as he drew the coat a little closer around himself, gathering his armor. “I know you have suffered great losses.”

“You couldn’t begin to understand,” said Jack quietly.  He picked up the closest bottle and chugged the rest of it, aware of Castiel’s eyes on him.

“Gwen Cooper has your device,” said Castiel.

Jack put down the bottle hard enough to rattle the table. He took a breath. “Good, then I can get off this rock.” He pushed himself vertical, slightly unsteady.

Castiel put a hand on his arm, but Jack batted him away. “No. You’re not taking this pain, you’re not making me sober. I don’t want to owe you a damn thing.” He dropped money on the table and made his way out. The night sky spread above him with a thousand twinkling promises. He pulled out his phone and started texting directions to Gwen.

“Someday, Jack, you will forgive yourself,” said Castiel.

“Yeah, well, guy like me, I have all the time in the universe.” He started walking down the dark country road. He felt the rush of angel wings and knew Castiel had gone. He squeezed his eyes shit and rubbed his temple. Definitely time to put this world behind him.

professormcguire:

occupyvillengard:

merindab:

I love tumblr. I’m involved in a discussion over which  Harry Potter house Ianto Jones would belong in. I’m leaning towards Slytherin myself.

I’ve been trying to work this one out myself – I think it’s rare to come across someone who could fall neatly into either Hufflepuff or Slytherin.  He’s clever enough to be a Ravenclaw and brave enough to be a Gryffindor, but these don’t really define his personality, in the way that Martha and Tosh are Ravenclaws through and through, and I would probably need a separate post to count the ways in which Jack and Gwen are practically poster-children Gryffindors.

But my perception of Ianto – albeit one that has been more shaped by fanon than canon – is that of someone who is thoughtful, hard-working, and is gifted with immeasurable amounts of patience to deal with all the juvenile drama that is Torchwood Three.  Never mind that Hufflepuff is the house that gets the least attention, given all the juvenile drama and one-upmanship between the other houses.  He is boneheadedly loyal to the people he loves – while Lisa is the most obvious example of this, let’s not forget that time he was literally boneheaded enough to headbutt a cannibal to save Tosh.  Even at a time when he might not have even liked them much, they were his people.  

This is where we start seeing the Slytherin qualities: if his overriding, above-all-else motivation is to protect his people, then his resourcefulness, determination, and devious cunning to that end are to make any Slytherin cry with envy.  And if there’s one Hufflepuff quality he doesn’t have in spades, it’s honesty.  The man conned Jack Harkness, for Rassilon’s sake!  If the Hufflepuff in him acquiesces to Jack’s orders, then the Slytherin in him is picking his battles carefully and going behind Jack’s back to fix it his way – look at Adrift.  While he doesn’t come off as ambitious on the surface, there might be something to that in his backstory – that he was never proud of his upbringing and ran away to London, got a job at a top-secret alien James Bond institute and wore suits all the time.  And despite his apparent ease in the role of Jack’s subordinate, he gives very much a ‘power-behind-the-throne’ vibe – he’d probably even manage to keep Torchwood a secret, singlehandedly, if it weren’t for the SUV, and Owen ordering pizza, and Jack constantly showing off.

So yeah, I’m still a bit stumped on this one.  Anybody want to add some insight?

I would place Ianto firmly in Slytherin.  Hufflepuffs are loyal, yes, but they’re also accepting, universally kind, and do their best to play by the rules regardless of their opponent’s behaviour.  Ianto is loyal, but he’s only loyal to those whom he loves.  He isn’t loyal to causes; if he were loyal to Queen and Country, he wouldn’t have rescued Lisa and then secreted her into Torchwood Three right under Captain Harkness’ nose.  He is loyal to people, and implacably so.  Ianto is loyal to Lisa, to Jack, to Tosh and Gwen and (yes, even) Owen, and maybe even to his family, but to no one and nothing else.

Intelligence, patience, thoughtfulness, and a willingness to work hard are not exclusively Hufflepuff qualities, nor are they always the saintly qualities they sound at first.  All of those qualities are necessary to be successful at anything, including ruthless ambition.  What sets Hufflepuffs apart are things Ianto doesn’t have, morals against things Ianto is unflinchingly willing to do.

Unlike a Hufflepuff, Ianto doesn’t hesitate to lie, cheat, steal, or injure to get what he wants.  He lies to Jack multiple times for Lisa and to protect his own pride, he steals in CoE when he has to, he routinely covers up the less-than-legal things Torchwood does, and he’s wicked with a stun gun.  He puts the entire Earth, and possibly the entire Universe, at risk for even a chance at saving the woman he loves (and Ianto is anything but stupid, he would have known the risks).  He’s even willing to, if not outright kidnap, at least take under dubious circumstances his own niece for experimentation in CoE.  He’s manipulative, cunning, clever, implacable, and always gets what he wants.  That, my friends, is a Slytherin through and through.

I would also argue, however, that Jack is a Slytherin.  Oh, he acts like a Gryffindor when he gets the chance.  He’s got the bluster, the arrogance, the recklessness, the showboat of a Gryffindor.  He desperately, desperately wants to be a Gryffindor (and that want is part of why he keeps Gwen around).  What he doesn’t have, however, are the unbending morals of a Gryffindor.  Jack is willing to do unsavory things for greater purposes.  Jack is willing to kill (Steven), to compromise (Jasmine, the first set of children in CoE), to torture (Countrycide, Beth), to lie (practically everyone he’s ever met ever, Alice—though she, bless her, is too smart for him), and to otherwise act in terrible ways for his own or the world’s benefit.  He wants to be the Doctor’s Gryffindor, Gwen’s Gryffindor, Rose’s Gryffindor, but he isn’t, and I doubt very much he ever will be.

Great points from everyone here!

jdeforestkelley:

Doctor Who/Torchwood AU where everything is the same except Jack Harkness wears the Fourth Doctor’s scarf

ONLY the Fourth Doctor’s scarf

.. I think I approve of this idea

Sunday Six

Each Sunday, post six lines from an unfinished fic


Sure, this is what I’m working on right now. It’s a Jack/Castiel chapter from the Rodeo AU (superwood:now with more bull). Yes i realize the first sentence is terrible:

Jack adjusted himself in the saddle, feeling the heaving beast quivering beneath him. He took a deep breath, steadying himself before signaling his readiness.

The gate came open and it was all Jack could do to hold on as the bull arched and twisted, trying to throw off the rider. Jack could only hear the sounds of the bull, could see nothing but the creature beneath him. His heart thumped against his chest as adrenaline pumped in his veins. Faintly, he heard the buzzer sound just as he lost his grip, thrown violently to the ground.