It's not easy for Ianto to get to grips with the guilt he feels after being with Jack, especially when neither reason for his guilt changes the facts of how he feels. (Possibly set after "Revelations").

I in no way own any rights to Torchwood, and intend no copyright infringement. This is a simple one-shot...A matter of listening in on Ianto Jones' final thoughts.

Don' know where this one came from. Found it amongst my works, must have written it while half asleep one night/morning during a bi-polar buzz. HUH, Ianto was busy during his suspension after Lisa, idle hands do the devil's work ya know!

Ianto and Jack find a curious package in the Archives and soon find a purpose for it.

Ianto is unhappy with Jack's use of his table.

It's been a rough day; Suzie and Owen just don't want to be alone. Written for the prompt 'Owen/Suzie, a drunken first kiss,' at fic promptly.

When a private and personal conversation between two close friends is overheard and misinterpret by one Gwen Elizabeth Cooper, nothing will ever be the same between the teammates again, especially when her probing threaten to expose a secret that Ianto swore to take with him in death.

Owen's ordeal as a result of some alien technology is not as over as he had thought. Part 7 of A Twist In The Tail follows after Healing Dr Snake.

A look at Torchwood from a Weevil's POV. Written for the prompt 'Torchwood, Team, Through the eyes of a Weevil,' at fic promptly. This didn't come out the way I intended, but I like it anyway.

SD4IANTO has been having a hard time, I understand hard times. I am bipolar and when I have a bad time it is a BAD TIME. Meditation has helped me overcome a lot of my demons and I no longer have suicidal thought but sometimes I can feel the weight of the darkness descending like a big wet blanket, pushing me into the dirt. This is for SD4IANTO, to show I understand dark times.

How was Jack ever able to blend in so well back in the day? Ianto was certainly finding it hard and all he could do was curse that damned weeping angel for sending him here and wonder if he'd even get back to the team, to Torchwood, to Jack...

He looked around the flat, trying to remember how to breathe. His lungs burned with the aftermath of despair, and each breath caused a ripple of pain through his body. Everything reminded him of her. Post Cyberwoman. Suicide themes. Pre-Janto.

Part of the Secret Santa universe. Set 41 years after the original. It's the children's sports day at school and all the family go to cheer them on.

Ianto finds a flower. A fluffy little ficlet based on one of my own prompts at fic promptly.

Jack/Ianto. Ianto stood on the dockside...

3 kleine Kurzgeschichten über das Gefühlschaos von Gwen, Ianto und Jack, die ich für den 3-Satz-Ficathon auf Livejournal geschrieben habe.

Ianto's lesser known skills are called upon by an unlikely person in order to save the day from total disaster.

Ianto's been shopping at the local auction… Written for the prompt 'bidding on the wrong lot at an auction,' at fic promptly. Maybe Jack isn't as smart as he pretends to be.

Jeremy Crawford gave me a prompt that I couldn't quite work to as the age of the man involved was too young for my liking, so I changed the boy into a man ... our man. Ever wondered if Jack was around the same time as Captain America? Rated for smut, if you love Peggy Carter and are offended ... I don't think I care. You don't HAVE to read it, Jack just had to DO it, is all.

Jack always stays at the Hub after the others leave for the night; he always thinks he's the only one there, but he's wrong. Written for the prompt 'Torchwood, Night Shift' at fic promptly. Set pre-series.

On Ianto's first day at Torchwood Three, he makes an important new friend. Written for a prompt at fic promptly. This ties in with my chaptered fic Through Time and Space. I just had to do that.

Jack always makes a mess...

As a doctor, Owen's bedside manner leaves something to be desired. Written for the prompt 'Torchwood, Owen Harper, Bedside Manner' at fic promptly. I love having Owen and Ianto trading insults. They're friends, in an odd sort of way, even though you might not know it to listen to them.

Suite d'Une douce brise. Ianto est certes sauvé, mais il n'est pas guéri... C'est à Jack de prendre soin de lui à présent, leur permettant de mieux se connaitre et devenir lentement davantage que des collègues.

A Rift retrieval at a beach in midwinter brings about a change in Jack and Ianto's relationship. Writen for the prompt 'Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, on the beach in winter,' at fic promptly.