A new drug on the streets is killing brain cells and making life difficult for Torchwood since it is the bloody Blowfish involved. Despite a treaty between the many lifeforms of this Verse things are tense as the hidden world below heaves with unrest. This is a world of ashes, left from a great war that raged above... Dragon/Ianto ...Meretrixvilis and I hope you like it. ALT VERSE

And another one. Some time after Exit Wounds John returns. He *said* he'd be around!

For obvious reasons, "Exit Wounds" is one of my favorite TW eps. As beautiful as the end of that ep is, I just had to write my own take. I always felt Jack shouldn't have let John leave just like that...

In the aftermath of losing Lisa, Ianto wonders what's going to happen to him. A very angsty little fic set just after the episode Cyberwoman. Written for fic promptly. Warning: Not a cheery fic, contains contemplation of suicide.

I always wonder how Ianto got Lisa into the Hub in the first place. This is one of my theories. This is a one-shot and totally just a thought so no flamming or haters please. Thanks to those who do read my stuff. xx

Ianto has a peculiar problem; he seems to have attracted a rather unlikely stalker. This is a work of complete crack and silliness. Read at your own risk. ;) Written for Challenge #160: Crack at fan flashworks.

When the Rift alarms go off it the middle of the night, Jack and Ianto get a rude awakening. A bit of humor and silliness, written for fic promptly.

Major Jack Harkness has never met a servant that warranted more than a week in his bed. The Altered, are said to be extraordinarily gifted companions, even better lovers and for the price of a small planet. One could be yours. Through some twist in fate an Altered is chosen for the Major's latest 'entertainment'. Can Ianto break the Major's habit?

Jack et Ianto sont à Thames House pour parlementer avec les 456 et Jack se souvient de tous ces moments avec Ianto et avec l'équipe de Torchwood 3. [SPOILERS saisons 1, 2 et 3]. Écrit dans le cadre du challenge juillet/août du Collectif NONAME avec pour thème : "Promenade vulnérable".

It hurts to even consider what you are about to do, sending your youngest and most traumatized employee back into the Hub on his own to face a Cyberman armed with a hand gun, but it is the only option in a life or death situation. You need time and distraction; Ianto is that distraction, will buy time with his life. / Post-CW, second person, and not my usual.

There's a most appalling stench in the Hub… Where's it coming from? A bit of silliness, written for fic promptly.

Tragedy strikes the Torchwood team. As always, I'm merely borrowing from the BBC and will return their toys before the streetlights come on.

After experimenting with something Jack insisted was perfectly safe, Ianto has developed an unusual affliction. Written for fic promptly.

Tosh has her own ways of striking back at Owen when he does something that upsets her. Written for fic promptly.

Dans le cadre d'ateliers Drabble (animés par la merveilleuse Elizabeth Mary Holmes), j'ai eu l'occasion d'écrire sur Torchwood. je vous livre ici ces drabbles (textes courts d'une centaine de mots). Chaque texte a été écrit selon un mot imposé par l'un.e ou l'autre participant.e.

AU 1.11 'Combat'. Gwen ne supporte plus la tension et les mensonges entre elle et Rhys. Elle décide d'y mettre un terme, et ce même si cela lui brise le cœur. Elle aurait simplement souhaité ne pas le faire au restaurant.

On a Rift retrieval out in the countryside, the Torchwood Team witness a strange and beautiful phenomenon. Some team fluff written for fic promptly.

Le grand Capitaine Jack Harkness est inconstant, agaçant, arrogant. Et Ianto, toujours, l'attend. Quelques moments du point de vue de Ianto Jones.

Jack and Ianto make an astounding discovery one morning. A silly, fluffy little ficlet written for fic promptly.

Owen and Gwen are being annoying and get what they deserve. I would't call this character bashing, but some might, so Gwen (and Owen) lovers beware. Set just before or near the start of Greeks Bearing Gifts. Written for fic promptly.

Five times Jack said "I love you," and one time he didn't. A history of miscommunication, and the importance of things left unsaid. (Spoilers for Torchwood: Outbreak.)

Jack has seen so much horror in his life. How is it possible that one person can give him butterflies? (Fluff, cuteness, maybe you'll cry, it is kinda sad,but like the good kind of sad)

Coat and Jack have become casualties again. It's a hard life being Jack's Coat. Written for fic promptly.

As Ianto stands at his mother's grave, he thinks about the past and confesses the true nature of his job.

Jack ne savait pas pourquoi il avait eu soudainement besoin de lui demander ça. Il avait peur. Mais Ianto était là. Prêt à l'aider. Alors Jack se devait d'essayer. Parce qu'il n'en pouvait plus d'espérer.