Jack likes marking Ianto, but no one else is supposed to see… Written for the Weekend Challenge at 1 million words.

Jack takes Ianto on a special trip to make up for work spoiling their Valentine's Day plans. Written for Weekend Challenge Prompt: Advanced methods in stargazing at 1 million words.

On a Rift retrieval, Ianto and Jack come across something that really shouldn't exist in real life. I got this idea Christmas before last, while watching an animated movie. It wound up being quite a bit longer than I expected, five parts in all.

Ianto has never experienced so much freedom, but it makes him feel a little guilty when so many people will never be as lucky as he and Jack are. Written for Prompt 191 – Freedom at fandomweekly. Set in my Ghost of a Chance 'verse.

No matter how many times Ianto reminds Jack about deadlines and important dates, his lover always manages to put things off until the last second. Written for Prompt 205 – Procrastination at fandomweekly.

ONE-SHOT: On an average night in Cardiff, Jack ends up taking a bullet for Ianto.

So the twins are growing, Ianto is now bored alone while they are at preschool and Jack is off on the movie sets... time for a newling. And she is... well... perfect. But of course, if everything else was perfect there would be no tea to spill... right? If' you've not read the first sections of this saga it will not make much sense. Love my Crumbly Cake xxxx

Gardening is supposed to reduce stress, but not when a pair or daredevil toddlers are added to the mix. Written for Weekend Challenge Prompt: Managing Stress: Gardening at 1 million words. Nosy-Verse fic.

off the island, on the cruise ship... but still not out of the woods. here's the next part, if you have not read the first parts, this will not make much sense.

ONE-SHOT - AU - Ianto Jones has moved into his new place. Meeting the tall, dark and handsome guy from down the hall suddenly makes his life much more interesting.

ONE-SHOT: Jack flirts with a Welshman in a Coffee Shop and finds the same man standing at the Hub's front office. Oh he's in trouble now

Jack is dead or dying, but there's nothing Ianto Crow can do for him. Written for Prompt 327: Flutter at anythingdrabble. For FranArian.

I like Britany Spears, especially her strength in breaking away from her father. Made me think. What is Ianto had a similar life, Jack the one to come and try to save him from his father's rule. No idea if you will like it, just one of my brain fats but right now i need distraction. Hope you do too.

Coffee is all that's keeping Ianto going, but while it can keep him awake, it doesn't make him any less tired. Written for a prompt at comment fic. Spoilers for Fragments. Set pre-Cyberwoman.

Mary needs a way into Torchwood, and she's found one in Tosh. Written for Weekend Challenge Prompt: "You're no good for anyone but me. You're no good and neither am I. We both deserve each other," at 1 million words. Spoilers for Greeks Bearing Gifts.

So they made it to the island... but where is the other raft? Did they make it? Did anyone else? And what will they do now. If you didn't read part 1 this will not make much sense, but things are far from over yet. Thanks for reading my stuff, thanks for commenting and I do hope you are all understanding that things are a bit weird right now with my Real Life. Love yas.

Rhiannon phones her brother at work. Written for Prompt 311: Work at anythingdrabble.

Jack is being Jack. Again. Ianto is fast developing a headache. Written for a prompt at comment fic.

Jack is always hungry, but right now he's craving one thing in particular.

Ianto always wanted more than life on the council estate could offer, so as soon as he could, he got out and headed for London, hoping to make a better life for himself. Written for a Weekend Challenge at 1 millon words.

10 pound poms were those after the war who were sold a dream of Australia for the price of 10 pounds. A long sea voyage to get there only to find they were duped. No one wanted them, the promised houses were shacks, the jobs were menial and life was hard. This is my take on that Torchwood style. Happy Matariki everyone (Maori New Year)

It's a bitterly cold night, but Ianto and Jack have something better than a hot water bottle to keep them warm. Written for a prompt at comment fic.

A short, peaceful moment, glinting like a snowflake in the morning sun. Life does not have many of those in store for Jack. A dog is involved.

So BAMF Ianto is popular... i know he is with me ... so... here is another one for you that came from my twisted head bits. Hope you like it as i try to write the Christmas tales in the background. There is violence, sexiness and some smutty bits... oh my! As always, this is not canon and not really anything more than a bit of fluff.

Tammy... it's your birthday. This is one firm my brain box that had to get out and this is the perfect time to share it. This is Alt Verse. A plane crashes into the ocean and these strangers find themselves in a fight for survival, only a raft made from debris and such and a determined Welshman to show them that this is not a tragedy... but an adventure. Love ya Tammy xxx