January 15th, 2011

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Title: Madness
Author: flagrantialuna
Rating: PG-13
Words: ~1000
Genre: Angst, with maybe a touch of Horror
Summary: "He is no longer "The Captain," a larger than life figure, constantly going out of his way to save the world; he is Jack, and Jack is broken." Disregards the end of Day Five of COE.
A/N: First fic in this fandom, so any feedback would be appreciated. Please feel free to ignore my American spelling.

Inspired by a quote from Margret Atwood's Oryx and Crake. (The paraphrased quote is at the end.)
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Fic- The Lost Son10/17


Title: The Lost Son 10/17

Pairing: Pre-Jack/Ianto, Jack/OMC 

Rating: Teen- dark themes, sexual mentions.
Spoilers: Mild for COE (background information)

Summary: “Children begin by loving their parents; as they grow older they judge them; sometimes they forgive them.” Oscar Wilde.

Disclaimers: I own nothing.

Notes: This is a sequel to Blue Moon’s Child. You might get a bit confused if you haven’t read that one before this one! I’ll be posting this once a day until it is finished. Special thanks go to [info]czarina_kitty for being such a wonderful Beta. Comments please!

For Him

Title: For Him

Author: [info]iolo1234 

Challenge -  181 Contrast

Fandom: Torchwood

Pairings: Jack/Ianto

Characters: Ianto

Rating: PG - 13

Warnings: none
Spoilers: sort of overall but not specific

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters as they belong to Russell T Davies and the BBC but I do get to play with them.

Notes: Never written anything so short before but I saw the title on [info]tw100  and this came to me. The challenge is contrast and this is my idea for it.

 

For Him
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Fic: Red Herrings Chapter 11

Title: Red Herrings
Author: angstosaur
Summary: Things aren't good, then they show signs of improvement, then they get really bad...
Pairings: Jack and Ianto, Gwen and Rhys
Contains: angst and swearing
Rating: PG15
Disclaimer: Torchwood belongs to the BBC and whoever they pimp it out to and not me. However, I like to think I am more faithful to the characters and situations of S1 and S2 than the creator.
A/N: Set after Bad Seed in my peculiar universe in which everyone is still alive, or at least undead ... and neither Exit Wounds nor COE happened. Not necessary to have read Bad Seed.

Starts here:Chapter 1

CHAPTER 11

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Fic: We Are What You Say

Title: We Are What You Say
Author: analineblue
Pairing/Characters: Jack/Ianto, Tosh, Gwen
Warnings/Spoilers: not-so-graphic sex, no spoilers, set sometime late S1-ish
Rating: R
Genre: fluff
Word Count: ~2,700
Summary: Mostly, Jack just wants to know which one of them fell first.
Notes: I really wanted to write something fluffy after my last fic, and this is what came out. ;) Written for the schmoop_bingo prompt love at first sight. I've also been in kind of a Tosh mood lately, so this is my first attempt at writing her. <3

(x-posted to torch_wood)

( We Are What You Say )
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Fic: Simple Pleasures

Title: Simple Pleasures
Author: twinsarein
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Rating: G
Word count: 951
Genre: Established relationship, Christmas fic
Summary: Jack and Ianto’s first Christmas
A/N: If you go by airing dates, then I've played with the timeline a little in this fic, putting Christmas before the December 3rd airing of "They Keep Killing Suzie."  Written for matrixrefugee ’s fandom_stocking .  

Cut to the story on my LJ
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A Riddle in Nine Syllables (Part One)

Rating: PG

Characters/Pairings: Jack/ Ianto; Gwen/ Rhys; Owen; Tosh

Warnings: MPREG; Allegory of the Nativity. If you're offended by that then please don't read this.

Summary: Set in the first half of series 2. Jack and Ianto are taking things slowly when the unexpected happens.

Notes: I used to post as likemycoffee on LJ but for a number of reasons, I am in the process of getting rid of that account and moving all my Torchwood fic over to this account. If you friended me there and want to friend me here you are more than welcome to. 

Hope you enjoy this fic.

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