Ianto's plans for a weekend off get derailed in pretty spectacular fashion. Written for the Spring/Summer Fest at torchwood fest.

Jack was gobsmacked. There just wasn't another word for it. When you work closely with the Rift, you should get used to the abnormal, should know never to take anything for granted. But this? Some things were just universal. It was like discovering that you could use ice cubes to start a fire. ( )( ) oneshot - set in the Jamieverse,

Cardiff is a city plagued by weird phenomena, but even so, this strikes Jack and Ianto as a bit odd.

This is an AU about an unfortunate event in Jack and Ianto's lives. Miss Beeb has apologised for the incident.

The weather is miserable, they've had a tough day, but Jack and Ianto find something to make everything better. Written for Prompt 028 – Old Fashioned at fandomweekly.

I knew my Boeshane Boy was out there somewhere; I had no idea he would join Them. He gave me so much, but then took it all away. Love kept me alive, kept me waiting. Baby saved me when love turned into Hate.

Good advice is a gift that should not be wasted. Our beloved boys belong to the mighty Beeb!

"Lovers don't finally meet somewhere, they're in each other all along." Rumi. A mostly canon soulmate story.

Jack has to get off Boeshane but it's not that easy to get to Old Earth you need a Green Card. His friend Owen left a few years ago and Jack knows it is the right thing to do. Owen knows someone who needs money, Jack has plenty of that, a fake marriage and a year of living with someone, not too hard right? He just hopes this Ianto is friendly. ALT VERSE don't like don't read

Ianto and Owen have their hands full trying to deal with the latest accidental alien visitor. Written for Challenge #197: Loud at fan flashworks.

Jack and Ianto get an invitation to a very prestigious party. Whatever should they wear? Written for fic promptly.

If Jack could stick one up Torchwood One while having a gorgeous man asleep against him, he would do it.

Jack's vanity takes a bit of a knock. A silly ficlet written for fic promptly.

Another of Jack's evolutionary differences comes to light, but he doesn't mind Ianto knowing.

Walter is 17, the others as grown-up as him and they are flying the nest. Ianto is watching his retirement loom like the bloody grim reaper and he wonders if a mid-life crisis should be right about now. Shame because there is no time for one as the Gods do their usual shyte. At least there is Jack, his comfort helps. I Love my crumbly xx Don't like don't read Smut comedy lovexx

After a busy and very hot day, Ianto knows the best way to cool off and relax… Written for the Spring/Summer Fest at torchwood fest.

A simple trip out gets Ianto a lot more than he'd bargained for due to an unexpected change in the weather. Written for the Spring/Summer Fest at torchwood fest.

Jack and Ianto are in London for a U.N.I.T. conference, and it's the first time Ianto's been back since escaping the fall of Torchwood One.

Two weeks in Glasgow with Archie has its consequences. Told Miss Beeb I was taking the boys out for a riverside picnic. There will be skinny-dipping!

Sometimes, Owen can be a real prat, even during a miracle. As usual, Miss Beeb has allowed me to take the boys out for High Tea at the Savoy.

At last, Andy Davidson can step out of the shadows. Finally he's in charge... But of what? :: Post-COE meanderings.

How to properly use a pick-up line in a pub. Miss Beeb owns my boys, but she's willing to share.

The bathroom is so close and yet so far! Pity poor pregnant Ianto Harkness-Jones. Pity his poor abused bladder. As always, my men are on long-term loan from Miss Beeb!

Cardiff is sweltering in an unexpected and very humid heatwave, which has an unusual effect on one Torchwood member. Written for the Spring/Summer Fest at torchwood fest.

For a moment, everything is perfect for Jack. But he knows 'normal' is something he can only steal briefly.