Undertale Fontcest ~ Admiration ch2 by zezzie-bub, literature
Literature
Undertale Fontcest ~ Admiration ch2
Shuffle, click, slam!
Sans blinked open one eye lazily, glancing over. He saw Papyrus, who was looking around. His brother then glanced at him and smiled delightedly. How cute... his smile was the best thing Sans could ever see. "hey pap.." Sans greeted, waving. He sat up, letting Papyrus sit on the couch next to him. "how'd it go?"
"OH, SPLENDID SANS!! IT WENT GREAT!!" Papyrus then looked to the side, looking a little hesitant. Sans felt nervous and tensed, but then slumped back against the green couch in relief when Papyrus responded, "ACTUALLY... ALL WE DID WAS WATCH ANIME. BUT IT WAS GOOD ANIME!!!"
"heh, that's nice bro," Sans blinked. H
WARNING: MASSIVE SPOILERS FOR TORCHWOOD SEASON 2 AHEAD. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.
Ianto Jones ran a wet rag over his kitchen counter for the third time that day. In the living room, which by now was so spotless it wouldn’t have looked lived in if it weren’t for the neatly organized possessions on the shelves, a suave American action hero was introducing himself on the TV screen as “Bond, James Bond,” and Ianto mouthed along to the words he’d long since memorized from where he was. The kitchen looked gorgeous, of course—the simple, dark wooden table was completely clear and had been dusted multiple times,
The Light In The Darkness P1 by The-Disturbed-Duo, literature
Literature
The Light In The Darkness P1
This fic is slightly A.U. due to the fact it mentions events in previous episodes of Torchwood. But for the purposes of this fic, were pretending nothing has happened between Jack and Ianto yet. Thanking you.
The Light In The Darkness.
Part One.
Jack put out his arms, feeling the damp concrete blocks at either side of him. The cell was tiny. Dark and dank, foul smelling moss growing out of the cold, wet floor. The only warmth came from the unconscious body, deposited in a heap, at his feet. Jack hauled the other man up, against his chest. It had been his fault they ended up here. He was the one who had pressed the wrong combination
The Russian in the TARDIS by DoctorxJack, literature
Literature
The Russian in the TARDIS
The Russian in the TARDIS
Year: 2025
Erik Baranski was standing in the rain under his blue umbrella,again...He was watching his brother just standing there, staring off into the gray skies. Erik felt helpless, lost as his brother shivered in the cold,looking confused and in pain, muttering over and over about a Time Vortex. All Erik could think was that his brother Ivan had gone mad from his art work and all Erik could do was stand in the rain and wait for Ivan to snap out of his dream world. Sighing, he looked away for a moment, thinking a little about his work, wishing he could go back to it, instead of babysitting his older brother. Erik