Imagine Torchwood, the group of misfits who hunt aliens. Imagine how much danger they put themselves in every day. Then add a child to that pile of worries. And you have a problem.

Jack wants Ianto to try something, but Ianto's not too sure... Set in my 'Through Time And Space' 'Verse. Written for Challenge 35 – Experimentation at beattheblackdog.

Owen Harper e a sua atitude "única", para dizer de algum modo, valeram-lhe um "presente" inesperado.

John survived rehab - well, actually rehabS, plural - and he's back in the game. ebineez01 wanted me to publish this. Always listen to your beta.

You won't believe what the sun, the sea and all those beautiful people do to my libi- erm I mean creativity ;-) Sequel to my drabble "Beach"

Aliens are trying to invade Cardiff by seizing control of the Hub. All on his own, Ianto is surprisingly unworried, but then, he knows a few things the invaders don't... A Nosy-Verse fic written for a prompt at fic promptly.

Feeling restless, Jack plans another weekend for him and Ianto. Local law enforcement asks them to evaluate a situation as a possible Torchwood case.

2017 Cardiff is home to the biggest game in football history. Spectators and fans from across the globe are descending on the Welsh capital. Can Jack, Ianto and the others keep all the visiting species safe? Will the beautiful game lead to more questions than answers for our friends working below the Tourist information centre in Cardiff Bay?

There are times when Jack stretches Ianto's patience to it limits. A silly ficlet written for Prompt # 143: In/Out at slashthedrabble.

Jack finds Ianto's diary and decides to peek, finding he had assigned gods to the team members when bored. Some were dead on accurate but one or two were a surprise. This is just a bit of funny from my brain, not serious, not canon so if you don't agree with it please don't read. ONE-SHOT

Going about his daily chores in the Hub, Ianto catches sight of something mysterious drifting by. Nosy-Verse fic written for Challenge 47: Blow at beattheblackdog.

There's so much to do and so little time, but Tosh won't let anything get in the way of saving the people of Cardiff, not even her own impending death. An angsty little fic set towards the end of Exit Wounds. Written for a prompt at fic promptly.

The final leap of faith is the going home. Ianto must trust Jack to keep him safe as they journey back to where it all began, where Adam became the predator and Ianto was a hunted cub. Will Ianto's family be welcoming to their new member? Will Jack give a shit either way? Will their actions now dictate their future in Jack's world? RAPE WARNING

Quatre murs de béton, quelques barreaux laissant filtrer une maigre lumière. Toshiko tourne en rond. Elle s'accroche, perd espoir, perd pied, cauchemarde. (Ecrit pour le FOF sur le thème "rond")

Lorsque sa grande soeur l'appelle, même en pleine chasse au weevil, Ianto ne peut que répondre. Alors qu'il la voit si peu, il lui doit bien cela. Il ne se doute cependant pas un instant de ce qu'elle va lui annoncer.

Fluffy drabble. Because I'm on holiday and The Muse loves the beach.

Jack and Meriel decide they want to go to the supermarket with Ianto. A short ficlet written for Prompt # 449: Leash at slashthedrabble.

Ayant regardé Torchwood à nouveau récemment, j'ai ressenti cette même curiosité et amertume envers les non-dits sur certains personnages ou sur certaines relations. Je n'ai la prétention de rien, ce sont juste quelques petites histoires que je me suis créées pour remplir les blancs que les épisodes ont pu me laisser.

A problem is brought to Jack by one of his friends leads to Torchwood taking over a cult. Rex deals with a badly done demolition that connects to other situations.

come in and find out. this is for all my janto and tosh fans. here is chap 12... finally... more to come. .. hope you like. there will be more chaps. hope you like... a bit of gwen and owen bashing but not alot...

OK, so Jack is forgiven...ish...now they can settle to a new life ...Um...sorry. Hello...me here. SNORT. Time to shake the jar of marbles and see if any get lost over the lip. Buckle up, I am going off the rails here and this will only bear a passing resemblance to the origional last part of PCJanto's wonderful story. Do not steal other people's work ...PCJanto asked me to.

One very hot summer's day, Team Torchwood head for the beach. Written for fic promptly.

Gwen a peur, très peur: Ianto vient de rentrer de mission avec Jack et il est blessé, il a une griffure dans le cou. Mais le coupable est-il vraiment un Weevil comme elle le pense ? OS

The team encounters a venomous beastie and Jack has a really bad afternoon. Written for fic promptly.

At the age of five, Ianto knows that soulmates aren't real. That knowledge keeps him company into adulthood, until it's called into question. Janto Soulmate!AU oneshot.