REC: DAYS OF THE WEEK series by D8RKMESSNGR

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Title: Days of the Week SERIES
Author: d8rkmessngr
Other/Implied Pairings: N/A
Status: Work In Progress
Length: One-shots Series
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Title: Lazy Sunday
Genre: Fluff, Romance, Hurt/Comfort, PWP, General, Smut, past implied MPreg
Rating: NC-17
Summary: There's too much to do on a Sunday.
Status: COMPLETE
Word Count: 2,200
Warnings: Smut, Cavity-inducing WAFF & FLUFF
Comment or Excerpt from fic: This fic is just über cute for words! Domestic!Janto where Ianto is taking care of a sick!Jack. There's just something too endearing about d8rkmessngr's Jack; that way she portrays him as someone strong yet vulnerable and easy to hurt, it just makes you wanna huggle him to death! He's just so heinously adorable when he's sick, though, with his slurring and the way he resembles an octopus, puppy, cat, and a drunk all at the same time...

*squeals* I just melted into a puddle of white chocolaty goo...

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EXCERPT:

Sundays meant waking up alone in his bed, a post-it in place of a warm, solid feeling, affectionate Jack Harkness. For Jack, Sundays meant catching up on tedious paperwork on a day without Whitehall, UNIT, or any of the other governments harping for his lover's attention like chicks squawking in a nest...

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So while Jack did his paperwork in the Hub, Ianto substituted his presence with the mind-numbing chores of owning your own flat. It was better this way, Ianto often told himself. Much work to do... Sundays were very productive for both of them.

Today, however, was different.

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Title: Monday: Making Lists
Genre: Fluff, Romance, Hurt/Comfort, PWP, General
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Sometimes ordinary can be extraordinary.
Status: COMPLETE
Word Count: ~ 1,738
Warnings: N/A
Comment or Excerpt from fic: OOOOOOOOOH, d8rkmessngr's made these one-shots, part of "Days of the Week" series, of which the first has already been posted (link above). I honestly can't say anything other than - FLUFF! FLUFF! FLUFF!! First was lazy Sundays, then Monday, which was about making lists, I wonder what the rest of the days of the week entail... ^______________^

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EXCERPT:

"What are you doing?"

... "List of tasks," Ianto managed... "For Monday," he added...

Jack's blue eyes were bright and clearly impressed. "You have to teach me that. Maybe I wouldn't have so much to do on Sundays then," Jack bemoaned...

"If you do them regularly everyday," Ianto pointed out. "You wouldn't have a backlog on Sundays... Maybe making a list would benefit you though," Ianto mused. "A little organization could benefit us both."

"Oh?" Jack's brow furrowed.

"You wouldn't have to leave every Sunday then," Ianto murmured...

"Mm," Jack hummed as his lips drifted along Ianto's jawline.

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REC: A NEW LIFE by ZEPHYR592

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Title: A New Life
Author: zephyr592
Genre: AU, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Drama, MPreg, Romance, Smut
Rating: NC-17
Other/Implied Pairings: Rhys/Gwen, implied past: Ianto/Lisa, Jack/OFC
Summary: Jack and Ianto are in a loving relationship, but will something happen to break them apart?
Status: Work In Progress
Length: Multi-chapter / 15 TOTAL
Word Count: TBC
Warnings: general spoilers for Torchwood seasons 1&2, Post-Torchwood 2x01 "Kiss Kiss Bang Bang," mentions of past Child death
Comment or Excerpt from fic: Well, we've had a slew of mpreg fics recently of which this is one. But unlike the others, this isn't wine and roses... at least not yet, anyway. Other than chapter 1 and the first two-thirds of chapter 2, it's angst, so if you're looking for some fluffy, waff-bunnies, this ISN'T for you! Oh, and keep a box of tissues close by, you're gonna need 'em... *sniffles and takes a tissue from her almost finished box*

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EXCERPT:

When Jack returned, he was different. His mood was lighter, his eyes no longer haunted and he seemed more content. He had been, almost shy, around Ianto. He was still his confident, flirtatious, larger than life self most of the time but there was a vulnerability there which Ianto had never seen before. He couldn’t help but be drawn to that and one night in his office, when everyone had gone home, when Jack had taken his hand and pulled Ianto gently towards him and touched the younger man’s lips with his own, Ianto knew he had forgiven Jack and would do anything to rekindle what they once had.

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“I love you” Jack whispered as he clung tightly to Ianto, refusing to let him go for several long minutes, their cheeks side by side... “I don’t want to let you go, even for a minute”.

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R/C: Chapter links at the bottom; link to "Chapter 1" can be acquired either by clicking on the title at the top or the link at the bottom *points below*...

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | ...

REC: I'M COMING HOME by CAZMALFOY

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Title: I'm Coming Home
Author: cazmalfoy
Genre: AU, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Romance, slight: Cross-over, Humor
Rating: PG-13
Other/Implied Pairings: implied Ianto/OMC, vaguely implied Jack/Gwen, past Rhys/Gwen
Summary: Thirty years ago, Jack and Ianto said goodbye. Now, Jack spots a familiar figure walking across the Plass...
Status: COMPLETE
Length: One-shot
Word Count: ~ 1,691
Warnings: spoilers for Torchwood 2x09 "Something Borrowed" and 2x13 "Exit Wounds," multiple Characters death, minute Doctor Who references
Comment or Excerpt from fic: WOOOOOOOOOW!! I haven't read anything like this before either... *___________________*

Something happened to Ianto that made Jack and Ianto go their separate ways. Now, after 30 years, they meet again for the first time...

This is such a bittersweet fic. It's not like it lacks feeling, but doesn't have any drawn-out emotions of resentment or the passionate embrace after the long return or the overwhelming lust... just very matter-of-fact "what's done, is done" and just accepting things the way they are and moving on...

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EXCERPT:

Thirty years ago Captain Jack Harkness and Ianto Jones had said goodbye. It had been neither a bitter parting nor a tearful farewell. They had been together for so long it seemed inevitable that they would drift apart one day. Instead of falling into each other’s arms, they had shaken hands and bid each other goodbye.

There had been no promises to return, no whispered words of how hard it was to leave. Both knew words would have been unnecessary and would have ruined their last memories of each other.

Now, after leaving what had once been the tourist office covering the secret entrance to Torchwood Three, and heading under the low bridge, Jack saw a familiar figure approaching him.

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