J-john Barrowman… saw my photo manips. Th-that’s why he posed with Misha. They’d never met and he saw these pics in 2013 and I am broken.
OMIGOD YOU ARE LITERALLY THE REASON WE HAVE MISHAMAN?!?!?!
OMIGOD JAZZ
JAZZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is possibly the most amazing thing I’ve ever heard.
☢ — I found you because of awabubbles. I think she was reblogging some of your stuff or I found some references to you in her artwork, or both and well I just had to come on over and check you out. I know you were one of my very very early follows for sure, probably one of the first 10 or 20. (and that’s probably how you started following me, yeah?)
I’m betting if you reblogged anything harkstiel and then followed me, I practically insta-followed you. x) But yes, that sounds about right! You’re still the Ianto to my Jack.
Awwww. I appreciate you a lot you know. And stuff is better because of you (and awabubbles).

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Ahhh yes. Pain, The Guild, Glossy Vampire Pain, Welsh Pain, and Medieval Pain.
That’s… pretty accurate actually.

Captain Jack Harkness/Captain John Hart; “You forgot to say the magic word.”
Jack tugged on the handcuffs. “Come on,” he growled.
“You forgot to say the magic word.” John grinned at him, twirling the key at him. It figured John Hart would always bring trouble.
“I’m not saying that,” Jack tugged again even though it wouldn’t work.
“I can just leave you here you know.” John looked like the cat that got the cream. Which wasn’t too far off from the truth, now that Jack thought about it.
Huffing and rolling his eyes, Jack mumbled.
“What was that? Speak up Jackie Boy.”
Jack took another breath. “Please let me out of these handcuffs so I can throttle you.”
“Oh now, that’s not going to encourage me to let you go.” John waved the key at him.
“I thought you liked a little breathplay,” Jack couldn’t help but smile at him.
John looked like he was thinking about it a bit. “Ask me again.”
Jack met his eyes. “Please let me loose.”
John licked his lips and reached around to do so. As soon as he had a hand free, Jack swung, punching him across the cheek and grabbing the key to free his other hand. John stumbled back, grinned, and tackled him.
harkstiel; “This one’s on me.”
“This one’s on me.” Jack raised his head at the familiar voice. Castiel set the drink in front of him and took a seat.
Jack gave him a tired smile and sipped it. “What are you doing out here?”
Instead of answering, Castiel reached across and took his free hand, watching his face.
Looking away, Jack kept drinking until it was gone. “I had to,” he said quietly. “If I hadn’t, a lot more people would have died.”
“I didn’t come here to judge you,” said Castiel gently, squeezing his hand.
Jack finally dragged his eyes back to the angel. “I know, and I’m grateful.”
Watching him, Castiel leaned forward and planted a chaste kiss on his lips. Jack smiled and kissed him back, a little less chastely.
A birthday fic for jazzforthecaptain
Two Captains and an Angel -Castiel wants Jack Harkness and John Hart….at the same time
teaser below the cut
Jack swaggered into the bar, Castiel in tow just behind him. He could feel the angel’s nervousness, but he knew this was just what he wanted. They’d talked about bringing in a third, had even done it a few times with Jack in the middle, but this time it was Castiel that wanted the treat. And to Jack’s surprise, he’d named the partner he wanted.
John Hart was nursing a drink at the bar when Jack walked up and took a seat next to him. John threw back the rest of his drink and looked at Jack, appraising him and the angel standing just behind him. “Social visit?”
Jack leaned forward, fisting the front of John’s Jacket and snogging him. John responded immediately, moaning softly into his mouth. Finally he jerked back, wiping his mouth. “Figures your boyfriend likes to watch.”
“He wants to do more than that this time,” said Jack.
John’s eyebrow made a run for his hairline. “Really. Well then, what are we waiting for?”







