Jack is keeping secrets and Ianto is growing increasingly stressed as a result. Written for fic promptly.

In this Alt Verse humans are mutating some born both make and female like hermaphrodites. These exotic creatures are shunned publicly and desired by the sex trade. Ianto Jones was adandonned at birth and lived her entire life at the orphanage as familes reject her once they learn her secreret. This is her last chance but will Jack want her? Romance no smut until last chap -complete

Jack is lost in a crowd, whatever should he do? A 500-word ficlet that's a little on the cracky side. Witten for Prompt #439 - Claim, at slashthedrabble.

Jack, Ianto, Gwen. The Moirai in Greek mythology are the Fates. They weave the tapestry of time and fate. For Torchwood, they're feeling the weight of the future's manipulation. Children are missing. A new drug is on the street. A stranger is in town. Gordon-Glen has taken pages from both Moss-Probert and Cattrel's playbook and is a more formidable enemy.

Ianto's day got off to a bad start. He's trying to cope with the situation, but this is really a job for the whole team. Written for fic promptly.

The True Final Chapter of The Man in Grey.

Ianto and Jack wake up in a strange place, naked. Again. Written for Challenge 176: Naked, at fan flashworks.

Set in the Man in Grey Universe. It's Ianto's 150th Birthday and he has asked for an adventure for his present just like Jacks stories with the Doctor. A grand adventure with puzzles surprises with some scary and funny parts with lots of running!

Things are not going well after Tosh and Owen died. Things are especially not going well for Ianto. Rated for rape and torture.

Jack's moods change faster than the Welsh weather. Written for Prompt #438: Capricious, at slashthedrabble.

Working for Torchwood is better than any exercise routine for keeping in shape. Written for fic promptly.

Jack is being a drama queen, convinced he's going to starve to death. Written for Challenge 38: None at beattheblackdog.

Ianto unintentionally blurts out something that could change everything.

Janto. Alors que Jack et Ianto étaient partis pour passer une agréable soirée ensemble, un obstacle inattendu s'interpose entre eux et l'appartement du jeune Gallois.

Jack et John ont perdu leur mémoire à cause de l'agence du temps, tout les deux le savent. Mais ce qu'ils ne savent pas c'est qu'il existe un moyen de récupérer leurs souvenirs... Mais... Ce moyen est dangereux. Pas pour eux, non. Pour une jeune femme. LA jeune femme qui les lie...

In which Jack may be Jack, but Ianto refused to play Rose in the scenario. Or in which the Rift flares, and Jack and Ianto end up on the Titanic, because of course they do. For Amber.

Weevils aren't the only things lurking in Cardiff's sewers, as Jack and Ianto discover one Halloween... Written for fic promptly, Halloween 2014, but I keep forgetting to post it so even though Halloween was months ago, you lucky people are getting it now ;)

Basically poems I wrote upon watching various episodes of Torchwood. Episode and Season will be chapter titles. Marked as complete, but added to as poems are written. Possibly could be just a two-shot. Poems will have various characters, named in the chapter.

Torchwood: outside the government, beyond the police. Tracking down alien life on Earth, arming the human race against the future. The twenty-first century is when everything changes. And you've got to be ready. TW drabbles and ficlets featuring Torchwood Three. Expect lots of team-centric fic and Janto.

Everything about Torchwood is new to Tosh, but she trusts Jack to teach her everything she needs to know. Set after Tosh's section of Fragments. Written for fic promptly.

Jack decides to treat Ianto to a home-cooked meal, lovingly prepared from scratch. What could possibly go wrong? Written for a prompt at fic promptly.

Maintaining a relationship without the complications of Torchwood is difficult. Jack and Ianto realize they need time for themselves. A tense weekend, and meeting another couple, help them face the latest drama in their complicated lives. (After Oneiri and before Moirai.)

Owen had never thought he would enjoy watching Jack and Ianto's games, but he did, that didn't mean he wanted to stick around to play. Voyeurism, erotic massage, tickling.

Jack gives control over to Ianto in a quest for shared pleasure.

Two gorgeous men plus candlelight equals amour. As always, I make no claims on the characters or the program; it all belongs to the mighty BBC.