Ianto lies injured, waiting for help to arrive. Written for the prompt 'There was something oddly soothing about watching a bird of prey soaring through the sky in search of its next meal,' at fic promptly.

(Adrift) Jack comes back from Flat Holm to find that Owen and Tosh are still here. After sending them home, he realises he doesn't want to be alone, but can he really go to Ianto who has just betrayed him by telling Gwen about Flat Holm? Is this even treason?

Ianto a la gueule de bois, dans un appartement qu'il ne reconnait pas, et il ne se rappelle même pas de ce qui s'est passé la veille et, oh, est-ce qu'il a vraiment embrassé Jack devant tout le monde!

Ianto is hungover, and in a flat he doesn't know, and he can't even remember what happened the night before and, oh God, did he publicly kissed Jack?

A lonely Ianto is struggling to deal with Jack's disappearance, and while Owen isn't exactly helping matters, there might actually be light at the end of their tunnel.

The Torchwood Team are taken by the rift and dropped on an alien planet. While they are there they need to find out some things. How does Jack know the Royal Family and where is Crown Prince Ianto?

They hadn't meant to all fall asleep on the way back home, but the past couple of days had just been exhausting for all of them.

Set during Kiss Kiss Bang Bang. Following the message on his VM, Jack's taken the SUV, leaving the rest of the team behind. Someone's got to sort them out. Written for Challenge #157: Whistle at fan flashworks.

Ianto is defying Owen's expectations. Set pre-series, soon after Ianto joins Torchwood Three, and written for a prompt at comment fic.

Jack visits a barmaid to tie up a few loose ends from a case and winds up making a decision about one Ianto Jones.

It's the morning after, and Ianto is contemplating. A drabble inspired by the new audio drama, Broken.

Aliens should always be treated with caution, no matter what they look like. Written for a prompt at fic promptly.

(Small Worlds) When going up on a roof wasn't enough, Jack tried new ways of getting his anger out.

What happened after that dance at Gwen's wedding? What made Jack so reluctant to let her go and how did that make Ianto feel? A new examination of this beloved relationship along with a few references to some of my past stories, including a time when Jack saved Ianto's life by giving him some of his blood.

Not a sequel, more of a 'companion' to Watching - and once again the word count is 456. - - Summary - Jack has been alone for centuries - - - but not once has he given up on hoping for a miracle. Usual disclaimers apply. Cheers ... bwb.

Ianto wanted to take out some anger on inanimated objects, not Jack's face.

AU- These are future stories in the Dragon-Verse, following Jack and Ianto as they retire from Torchwood and move on with their lives in the far future...and beyond.

This night is all the time Tosh and Tommy have left before Tommy has to return to the past and his fate. Set during To the Last Man and written for Prompt #009 – The Night Before at fandomweekly.

Ianto is struggling. Jack doesn't know what to do, and Owen tries his best to help... until Ianto finds a stone that smashes apart his world and he attempts suicide. Jack then commits himself to helping Ianto recover. Trigger warning: Dark themes of depression, PTSD, anxiety, suicide, thoughts of self-harm.

[Miracle Day]. They have to take it where they can these days or they might just fall apart. Includes: Esther/Jack, other chapter warnings inside.

[Soulmate AU, dans Torchwood] Des fois, Ianto oubliait cette histoire d'âme-soeur. Puis son âme-soeur se teignait les cheveux, et Ianto la détestait. {Traduction}

[Soulmate AU but in Torchwood] Sometimes, Ianto forgot about the soul mate thing. Then his soul mate was dyeing his hair and Ianto hated him.

[It's complete because I changed my mind and now post them individually] Series of Prompts on Torchwood, mostly Jack/Ianto. Every genre actually apply, some are angst, some are humor, some are just fluff... enjoy!

When you have eternity together, sometimes a little time apart is a good thing. Set in the far future as part of my 'Through Time and Space' 'Verse, and written for Prompt #405: Independence at slashthedrabble.

[M pour sous-entendus mais rien de graphique, malgré le sujet] Ianto n'avait jamais pensé faire l'amour ailleurs que sur un lit. Pourtant, il se retrouvait maintenant dans des endroits souvent inconfortables et loin d'être adaptés au sexe. Le pire, c'est que le plus souvent c'était lui qui initiait le mouvement...