Are you familiar with any fics where Ianto really has to work to regain Jack's trust or grovel in some way after the Cyberman incident? Many fics I've read involve Ianto getting injured and/or Jack realizing that Ianto did what he did for love - so Ianto doesn't have to seek much forgiveness. Can you think of any where he tries to win Jack over? I would love to read any fics along these lines. ...
... do you need, what do you need?” insisted an imperious blonde in a white sweater and snug knit pants. To Ororo’s mind, she actually looked like a woman who was used to being on the other end of the groveling. “Why didn’t you call her and let her know this was a fitting?” “I was told this was a go-see,” Ororo said absently. Emma fixed cool, slate blue eyes on her and hmph’ed under her breath. “...
... tendrils of steam rising from an unwanted mug of tea. Jaken had met him at the door, words pouring forth in rapid succession, immediately followed by a flood of tears and incessant groveling. Growing tired of the display at his feet, the Daiyoukai mercifully dispatched the toady with a flick of his wrist… sending the majordomo for tea. Sesshoumaru needed the quiet interval to contemplate the...
...offer the right prospect at the right price.) It could be code for his availability in the future to be Governor-General of Australia, something he’s hinted at before. Reportedly some groveling sycophant in the Australian Army also tried to present the future King of Australia with an Australian Army uniform, but the gesture was declined as being inappropriate. That was embarrassing. Nevertheless...
... anything the ladies of the brothel had ever dreamed of wearing, all easy grace and attentive danger. The other masters kept a step behind him, their previous superiority replaced by an almost humble, awe-struck, groveling desire to please. Zevran sat up a little taller when he walked by. Envision your target, the men had said. Know your goal otherwise you are no use to us. This might not be such...
... apology. He remembers the day when the winter sunlight was pale and strained as though it was filtered through thick layers of water, as though it was not enough to cover the whole world, much less one more groveling boy. He is the man he had become that day, the coward who apologized for his beliefs. Now, he pays for them every day, he lives a life of penance and his spine is caught up with ...
... you got back?” Leila asked, a wary edge to her voice. “Fine. Normal, mostly,” Adam hurried to reassure her. “He was… normal when he called. Well, not normal, exactly. Bawling. Begging. Groveling, even.” “As he should have been.” Adam could almost hear his mother’s approving nod over the phone. “But… normal. Rational. You know – like Kris .” Adam swallowed hard, trying to control ...
... you got back?” Leila asked, a wary edge to her voice. “Fine. Normal, mostly,” Adam hurried to reassure her. “He was… normal when he called. Well, not normal, exactly. Bawling. Begging. Groveling, even.” “As he should have been.” Adam could almost hear his mother’s approving nod over the phone. “But… normal. Rational. You know – like Kris .” Adam swallowed hard, trying to control ...
... you got back?” Leila asked, a wary edge to her voice. “Fine. Normal, mostly,” Adam hurried to reassure her. “He was… normal when he called. Well, not normal, exactly. Bawling. Begging. Groveling, even.” “As he should have been.” Adam could almost hear his mother’s approving nod over the phone. “But… normal. Rational. You know – like Kris .” Adam swallowed hard, trying to control ...
...wouldn’t have changed anything (except perhaps his bed-sheets), but maybe he wouldn’t be feeling as miserable as he did right now had he been less trusting in his marriage. Now he was left groveling in the mess that Sungmin made and in the self-help section at the bookstore. Great. Perfect; in fact, Yehsung though, he should start seeking counseling in more inanimate objects—would a table resolve ...
