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Title: Chosen
Author: [livejournal.com profile] blackhemlock
Genre: General, Action
Rating: PG-13
Summary: They stole him. Just a little. Seconds of him, snatched out of time, out of space, taken beyond the World. To protect it. To protect Him.
Status: Complete
Spoilers: Through Children of Earth
Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Rhys/Gwen, Rhiannon/Johnny
Comment: A CoE Fix-it fic ;)
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Intersecting Geodesics
Author: [livejournal.com profile] nancybrown
Genre: Action, Romance, Time Travel!
Rating: R (language, situations, violence)
Spoilers: up through CoE, brief mentions of events from "Pack Animals," "Almost Perfect" and "Lost Souls"
Summary: Stuck in the wrong time with a Jack who hasn't met him yet, all Ianto really wants is a way home.
Status: Complete
Length/WC: 36,000 overall
Warnings: Various shades of dub-con, non-descriptive mentions of sex trafficking, character death. I am operating under the assumption that John Hart is Captain Bad Touch, and so should you for the duration of this story.
Comment or Excerpt from fic:  This is Post CoE, and my personal canon of what happened because hellooo, Ianto is alive and there's accidental time travel! Heartbreaking in the best possible way, and there's also a happy ending after all the angst. *teary eyes*
 
[identity profile] xbeax.livejournal.com
Title: DRIVING CAPTAIN HARKNESS
Author: [livejournal.com profile] tanarian
Genre: AU
Rating: R/NC-17 overall
Summary: Jack Harkness knew Torchwood House held secrets but he didn’t realise that there was also a treasure there, as well.
Status: WIP
Length: 2 Chapters so far
Comment or Excerpt from fic: By the lovely [livejournal.com profile] tanarian , that should be all you need to know that the fic is going to be goood! :D

“Captain Harkness?”

Jack stared at the man who had seemingly materialised in front of him. Young and darkly handsome and dressed in what Jack quickly realised was a grey chauffeur’s uniform, complete with perfectly arranged hat and gloves; he presented an image that did serious things to Jack’s libido. “That’s me,” he confirmed with an easy grin. “I take it you’re here to take me for a ride?”

An eyebrow was raised and there was just the smallest quirk to the other’s lips. Very kissable lips, Jack was quick to note. “If by that you mean take you back to the House, sir, then I would agree. The car is this way.”
[identity profile] xbeax.livejournal.com
Title: A Taste of Midnight
Author: [livejournal.com profile] toestastegood
Genre: Action, Romance, Vampire!Ianto
Rating: R
Summary: An alien attack, a new stalker for Jack and an assault on a vital employee leaves the Torchwood team with a fresh set of problems – especially when Ianto begins to develop a taste for human blood.
Status: Complete
Length: 6 Chapters
Comment or Excerpt from fic:

Jack didn't bother to contradict her, instead becoming distracted when his headset demanded his attention. A simple press of a button and he'd answered the call. "Yeah?"

He wasn't sure what he'd been expecting: Ianto calling to say he was bored, Owen calling to demand food, or Tosh to say she'd finished her reports. Something bland. Something neutral.

Instead, Tosh's stressed voice flooded into his ear. "Jack? It's Ianto – something's happened to him, I don't know what. I think he's hurt."

That was all he had to hear before he was drawing his gun and heading for the door: rushing to the rescue.
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Title: Alive
Author: [livejournal.com profile] nixa_jane
Genre: Angst, Romance
Rating: PG
Summary: Jack came back soaked to the skin.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot
Comment or Excerpt from fic:

Jack's got a heartbeat just like anyone else. Ianto can hear it when he gets this close, just below the surface, steady as anything. It's kind of like the click click click of a stopwatch. Ianto finds it comforting.

"Wake up," Ianto says.

Jack doesn't wake up, which is odd, because Jack doesn't sleep. Ianto's never seen him sleep, not in all the time he's worked for him. Jack says he doesn't need it and Ianto believes him. He always believes him.
[identity profile] xbeax.livejournal.com
Title: The Theory of Two Centres
Author: [personal profile] sam_storyteller 
Genre: Action/Romance/Humor/Angst
Rating: Hard R
Summary: Ianto Jones woke up in a bed that wasn't his, in a flat that wasn't his, wearing clothing that definitely wasn't his.
Status: Complete
Length: 8 Chapters
Warnings:
Post-season 2 finale.
Comment or Excerpt from fic: retconned!Ianto. <3 I looked at the masterlist and saw that this hasn't been recced yet and wow, I can't believe it hasn't! This is one of the best TW stories I've ever read, it has everything. Action/Adventure, romance, retcon, an awesome plot and guh. Just guh. I love Jack and Ianto's relationship in this, I especially loved how the author wrote Jack. An Ianto who  has lost 4 years of his life, he's so different from nornal Ianto! *_* And it's interesting how not a lot of things bother him. :D

Excerpt:

"There's a Rift in the fabric of space and time that runs through Cardiff," Harkness said. "It spits things out. Sometimes it takes things. The things it brings us are alien, anachronistic. Each of these points represents a Rift spike. Somewhere the Rift has opened and dropped something here that was never meant to be here."

Ianto gave him a sceptical look. "Now you're just having me on."

"I'm not."

"This is Cardiff, it's a fucking wasteland, nothing ever happens here," Ianto said.

Harkness looked sad. "I always wondered what you were like before London got its hooks into you," he said.



[identity profile] xbeax.livejournal.com
Title: Of Cats, Rats and Men.
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ceefax_the_sane
Genre: Team-fic, Smut, Metamorphose
Rating: NC-17
Summary: An accident with an alien device has transformed Owen and Jack into animals. Now the others have to find a way to turn them back...
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Jack turned into a kitty! and guess what animal Owen turns into xD
~_~_~_~

A week had passed, and there were still no signs of it wearing off. When Ianto returned from feeding the prisoners, the experimental animals, and Owen, Jack was asleep on top of Tosh's laptop.

He poked him sharply. "Get off, you'll get fur in the keyboard." Jack gave him a scandalised look, jumped to the floor, and rubbed against Ianto's ankles. "Yes, yes, I'll feed you in a second..."


Sequel: Dogs and Cats
Genre: Team-fic, Metamorphose
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jack and Ianto have been transformed into animals, and Gwen and Rhys are pet-sitting.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot divided in two parts.
Other pairings: Gwen/Rhys
Excerpt:
~_~_~_~_~
Gwen picked Jack up. He hooked his paws over her shoulder and bumped his cheek against hers. His nose felt cold and damp on her skin. A deep, contented purr sounded in her ear.

She laughed and used her free hand to scratch behind his ears. "No, you don't mind this at all, do you?" she crooned. "Don't think Ianto's having such a good time, mind."

She put Jack down on an armchair. He pounced playfully at her hand as she straightened up, and she pulled it away with a laughing shriek. He feinted at the other hand, and when she reached out to push him away, triumphantly wrapped his front legs around her wrist and kicked at her forearm with his back feet, claws extended just a little. She wrestled herself free. "Get off, you. Go play with Ianto if you're gonna be rough."


[identity profile] xbeax.livejournal.com
Title: In the Aftermath
Author: [livejournal.com profile] wildestranger
Genre: PWP
Rating: R
Summary: Kinky stopwatch porn with some pining and schmoop.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot
Comment or Excerpt from fic:
~_~_~_~_~_~

It’s an ordinary morning, three weeks after Jack came back. Ianto is washing the cafetiere and thinking about buying gingerbread syrup for Christmas. Tosh would like that and Owen wouldn’t, which seems like reason enough, but Ianto is still undecided on where he stands in relation to flavoured syrups. Coffee should be tasty enough without additions, but sometimes an extra flavour can turn the coffee-related experience into something different and new. And Ianto is a strong believer in expanding the range of coffee-related experiences.

[identity profile] xbeax.livejournal.com
Title: Bruise Easily
Author: [livejournal.com profile] wildestranger
Genre: Drama
Rating: R
Summary: Ianto moves gingerly for a week after the cannibals incident.
Status: Complete
Length: ONeshot
Comment or Excerpt from fic:
~_~_~_~

A red welt curling at the back of his neck, finger-shaped marks on his arms and wrists, an uneven cut on his forehead. Many wounds that should have been kissed better, soothed and caressed and forgotten through other kinds of touch.

Not that Jack would dare, not so soon after Lisa. Ianto still hasn't stopped flinching whenever Jack touches him; every clap on the back and nudge of the arm producing a momentary tensing in his shoulders. It's not enough to make Jack stop, of course, not when Ianto so clearly needs to be reminded that he is still a member of this team, still appreciated and needed and touched with the same fondness that Jack touches everyone else. But it keeps Jack from suggesting anything more, from letting his hands linger too often.


[identity profile] xbeax.livejournal.com
Title: Shiny Prize
Author: [livejournal.com profile] lightgetsin
Genre: General, DW crossover, team-fic
Rating: PG13
Summary: Jack had been dead for a day and a half – thirty-four hours and twenty-five minutes, as close as Ianto could figure it – when the lift started coming down. (Sort of an AU of End of Days)
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot
Other Pairings: Jack/doctor
Excerpt
~_~_~_~_~

The stranger crossed to Jack and conducted a rapid examination – fingers to the pulse at the throat, ear to the chest, a peek behind the eyelids, sniff to the mouth and then, bizarrely, a quick flick of the tongue to the underside of his jaw. “Hmm!” said the stranger, and dug in his pocket for something which vaguely resembled a screwdriver, whose glowing tip he passed back and forth over the Captain’s body. “Ah-ha,” he said, straightening abruptly. “You actually had me worried there for a minute.”

“What is it?” asked Gwen eagerly.

“He’s not dead, for starters,” said the man, then pulled up short. “Well. Mostly not dead – well. Temporarily dead. Come around in his own time, when he’s good and ready.” He puffed out his cheeks. “Unfortunately, I haven’t the time to be standing around scratching my head waiting – well, I have got the time, but I’m bollocks at waiting.”

[identity profile] xbeax.livejournal.com
Title: Warmth to Wax
Author: [livejournal.com profile] randomeliza
Genre: Romance, PWP
Rating: NC_17
Summary: When Jack asks him, later that day, if he’s really as rude as all that, Ianto doesn’t hesitate to say yes. It’s true, after all.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot
Comment or Excerpt from fic:
~_~_~_~_~

When Ianto says that Jack has bad manners in bed, he’s not joking. He says it flippantly, loving Gwen’s wince and Jack’s strangely embarrassed cough, because Gwen bothers him almost as much as Owen even if he can’t put his finger on why, and because he’s never quite managed to fluster Jack the way Jack flusters him. The bad manners thing, though, is completely true.

Ianto says please. He says it a lot, actually, in situations in and out of bed, whether he’s in a suit (more often than not) or a t-shirt (rarely) or handcuffs and a ball-gag (twice). He says it when he asks the pizza place to please, please take Torchwood off their listings and replace it with something else less classified. He says it to Owen when he asks him to please stop acting like an ass, which doesn’t work. He says it to Tosh when he’s trying to get her to teach him how to hack into the Pentagon’s files on Jack’s Doctor, which works brilliantly.


[identity profile] xbeax.livejournal.com
Title: Desk Work
Author: [livejournal.com profile] dizzydame
Genre: PWP
Rating: NC-17
Summary: "Jack, perhaps you ought to send the others home early," Ianto said.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot
Comment or Excerpt from fic:
~_~_~_~

Jack jumped. How did Ianto do that? How did he slip into a room so quietly? Maybe they had the wrong guy serving them coffee. That could be a useful talent for a member of Torchwood to have. "Now why would I do that?"

"Because I'm feeling... I believe the word would be," Ianto left a delicate pause. "Frisky."

"Frisky?" Jack laughed. "I don't think I've ever-"


[identity profile] xbeax.livejournal.com
Title: The Discovery
Author: [livejournal.com profile] kaneko
Genre: Mission-fic, General
Rating: PG13
Summary: There were reports of a yellow (or blue or maybe orange) meteor, and Tosh's scans showed that something had landed in the approximate vicinity of Yr Elen.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot
Excerpt from fic:
~_~_~_~_~_~_~

"Oh, it's just that I'm really, really busy," Owen said. "With-" He gestured vaguely towards the autopsy table with his coffee mug, then seemed to realise the table was empty. "Um." He shrugged. "Yeah, basically, I just don't want to go."

Jack smiled warmly. "That's fine," he said. "Because I really, really needed someone to start on the annual expenditure report anyway." He ignored Owen's groan and Ianto's belated "Oh, but I wouldn't mind starting on the-" and headed to the door. "Perk of being the boss," he said. "I get to pick. Ianto-" he glanced at Ianto, and Ianto felt his heart sink even more. "You're with me." "Tosh, could you stay and provide intel?"

"Not a problem," Tosh said. "Oh," she added. She looked up from her screen. "Better pack your waterproofs. It's raining up there."


[identity profile] xbeax.livejournal.com
Title: Lost and Found
Author: [livejournal.com profile] kaneko
Genre: Angst, General, Romance
Rating: PG13
Summary: Straddled over the rift, the Hub was a place where things were lost and found. Strange objects washed in like driftwood. Things went missing. There was never any sign of where they'd gone.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot
Excerpt from fic:
~_~_~_~~_~

It was disconcerting, but a lot of things about Torchwood were. Ianto got used to it like he got used to feeding weevils and cleaning up alien slime. He put everything in its place when he left each night, and if a few train timetables or coffee cups were missing in the morning, if an odd sock appeared, he tried not to pay it too much heed.

Tosh told him she'd found the whole thing alarming at first. "I thought I was going crazy," she said. "I'd put a folder down, and whoosh! It'd be gone. And I still don't like it. I mean, this stuff is confidential. It doesn't stop being confidential if it washes up on Bizarro Weevil World." She tapped her pen (not one of the alien ones, Ianto hoped) against her mouth. "Perhaps we could devise a code," she said thoughtfully. "Something Bizarro weevils wouldn't be able to crack."


[identity profile] xbeax.livejournal.com
Title: Glass
Author: [livejournal.com profile] kiwi_from_hell
Genre: Angst, Smut
Rating: NC-17
Summary: The Torchwood Institue has always reminded Ianto of glass. It's physics and sex.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot
Excerpt from fic:
~_~_~_~_~_~

The Torchwood Institute has always reminded Ianto of glass. Despite the dark metal struts and hard, plastered walls, he can’t shake the association. He’s in a prism; light refracts and splits, it makes blinding focus. He’s had it since he started working there, or perhaps, he sometimes wonders, since he first saw Jack working there.

Not since he first saw him, he fleetingly reminds himself. Nothing remains from the first meeting. In the course of the interview, all candidates were introduced to the workings of the institute, as well as some of its more unusual residents. As procedure dictates, they then took a drink with the Captain that erased their memories. All the best drinks with Jack do that.


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Title: In the Case Of S.A.N.D.I (or; Space Junk)
Author: [livejournal.com profile] ingenius_inc
Genre: PWP
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Where Jack molests alien tech, Myfanway makes a new friend, the rift has performance issues and Ianto is forced into sexual slavery (okay, so not really—and all in the name of Queen, country and the planet-- which according the Torchwood Charter, makes it alright)
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot
Excerpt from fic:

Owen suggests a big party with many many men and women of ambiguous morals to lure Jack out, but Ianto isn’t sure if the headache of trying to legitimise the expense in front of a parliamentary committee is worth it and he’s still trying to tune out Owen’s disappointed whining, when Gwen says “Why don’t you do it then, Ianto? You could seduce him out of that hole,” something desperate in her voice.

Ianto blinks and hopes that his mouth isn’t hanging open. “What?” he says stupidly.

“Oh come off it,” Owen says nonchalantly, “We all know you’re shagging him. Why don’t you get that stick out of your arse, go down into that garage and accidentally trip and fall on his dick or something. That’ll make him pay attention.”
[identity profile] xbeax.livejournal.com
Title: Time Enough
Author: [livejournal.com profile] veronicaluv 
Genre: Drama, Episode-Based, Romance, Ianto-centric
Rating: NC-17
Summary: This is Ianto's journey.
Status: Complete
Length: LONG!! ~66,100 words
Warnings: Language, Violence, Non-graphic sex
Comment or Excerpt from fic: This one took me a while to read because it's sooo long but it's so enjoyable! It takes place after the Lisa Incident, and goes on throughout the two seasons til the end of Season Two, picking up missing scenes from episodes. :D I love fics where we see how and why Ianto changes from the guy he was in the first episode of Season one to the strong, confident, kick-ass Ianto from Season Two. :) The last scene made me cry because of Tosh and Owen. :( Definitely worth reading!!!
__________________

Returning to Torchwood after she'd died hadn't been a choice. He'd merely yielded to the inevitability of his situation. He could no more outrun the consequences of his actions than he could change the phases of the moon, and when he'd shown up for work that day, he'd had very clear expectations. At the very least, he assumed he'd be retconned and removed from Torchwood Three completely. That was his best hope; in truth, he'd expected indefinite imprisonment in a UNIT facility or exile. He had no reason to believe that anyone at Torchwood would speak for him, nor would he expect them to ever trust him again.
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Title: Potentiality (Or: How I Learned To Loathe The Quantum Bomb)
Author: [personal profile] bjewelled 
Genre: Drama, Action, Ianto-centric, more General than anything but with Jack/Ianto undertones :D
Rating: PG13?
Summary: Somewhere between “Countrycide” and “Captain Jack Harkness”, Ianto Jones went from hardly knowing how to hold a gun to be willing and able to use it. How did he get there, and what did he have to sacrifice in the process?
Status: Complete
Length: 8 Chapters, ~45,000 words
Warnings: Jack/Owen implied (subtle), Ianto/other
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Wow, this fic is awesome, there are no other words for it. Excellent Ianto-centric fic that deal with Ianto wanting to be more useful and wanting to learn more from Jack, and Jack giving in and sending Ianto for training. But then there are more stuff happening that I won't get into since they're like, part of the plot. :D But yea, this is more of a General fic, but it has Jack/Ianto subtext and and Ianto was so awesome in this and the writer did such an awesome job that I just had to rec it. :D
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They'd barely spoken since that day, which made it all the more surreal that Jack found himself turning towards Ianto after he stopped the car, and asked, “Will you be alright?” and Ianto responded,

“Sure.” He sounded tired, and so very soulsick. “Not the first time someone's threatened to cut me up after all. Admittedly, though, the fact that they were cannibals was a little bit different.”

Jack froze, hands clenched on the steering wheel. He made no move to touch Ianto, knowing it wouldn't be appreciated, and for a second, forgot to breathe. “Canary Wharf?”

He half expected Ianto to not answer, to get out of the car and go into his house without looking back, but after a moment, Ianto sighed, and leaned his head backwards on the headrest, looking towards the felted roof. “Yes,” he said, simply.
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Title: A Matter of Honor
Author: [personal profile] louiex
Genre: Mission-fic, Smut
Rating: NC17
Summary: When Jack goes missing after a simple recon mission, Ianto is elected to go in after him. But when its more than just a partying captain, the whole team has to fix a much more deadly problem.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot
Warnings: Smut? :D
Comment or Excerpt from fic:

Jack meanwhile just laughed, his body was like a furnace as his arms came up around Ianto's waist to steady them both. "Hello there," he said with a smile and ever so casually slipped a hand around to lay a broad palm against the curve of the younger man's ass. "What's it take to get under that cute suit mm..?" The smooth voice, the easy smile, honestly if it weren't for that same glittered shine over his flushed skin then Ianto wouldn't have thought Jack was worse for the wear.

Until he kissed Ianto. Taking advantage of the slackened mouth to plunder the soft lips as his tongue twisted impossible shapes that made Ianto's knees threaten to give way. He really shouldn't be kissing back and blamed the heat, the scent of sex all around them, and most of all Jack for being an unfairly good kisser.
 
[identity profile] xbeax.livejournal.com
Title: Thirty Minutes
Author: [profile] cyberamanda
Genre: Smut!
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Jack, Ianto and a stopwatch. Need I say more? Spoiler free.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot
Warnings: Stopwatch!Sex ohohoo! hot hot~
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Ianto IN CHARGE? HOT HOT!!!
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Ianto’s eyes locked to Jack’s as soon as he entered his office. Jack was sitting at his desk, exuding intensity; a feral gleam in his eyes. 
 
“You sure about this?” Given what had taken place over the past couple of months, he shouldn’t have been surprised that Jack would ask, although he hadn’t expected the earnest depth to the simple question.
 
Jack might be questioning his resolve, but Ianto had no doubts about wanting to resume their ‘arrangement’. He didn’t know what else to call it. It wasn’t a relationship in any sense of the word. He removed his jacket, hanging it on the back of a chair, before loosening his tie and sliding it off.

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