If I suddenly write a Jack Harkness/Sherlock Holmes pwp fic tonight, I think you’ll ALL know why…
Official call to make Merindab do the thing.
And Then your reader…
THERE IS A GREAT NEED
I’ve started it guys:
Jack sipped his drink, watching the bar. He didn’t often come to London, but sometimes the job demanded it. And that dark haired young man didn’t belong here. Oh he was fitting in well. He would fool anyone else. But Jack Harkness had been around the block enough to spot a phony. He got a second pint and made his way over, sliding smoothing in next to the man. “Captain Jack Harkness,” he smiled, setting down the pint.
The stranger narrowed his eyes and looked at Jack, seeming to take in every detail. “You’re Torchwood.”
Jack leaned back, smile never slipping, even as he crossed his arms. “Well. You seem to have me at a disadvantage.”
He scoffed. “I have everyone at a disadvantage.”
Meantime, though I should have this up tonight, you can take a gander at my Jack Harkness Shags Everyone masterpost if you like to tide you over.