Jack/Ianto Recs

Intersecting Geodesics
Author: 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*

Title: A Taste of Midnight
Author: 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.

Title: The Theory of Two Centres
Author: 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.

Title: In the Aftermath
Author: wildestranger
Genre: PWP
Rating: R
Summary: Kinky stopwatch porn with some pining and schmoop.
Status: Complete
Length: Oneshot
Comment or Excerpt from fic:
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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.

Title: Shiny Prize
Author: 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
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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.”

Title: Desk Work
Author: 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:
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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-"

Title: Lost and Found
Author: 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:
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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."

Title: In the Case Of S.A.N.D.I (or; Space Junk)
Author: 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.”

Title: Potentiality (Or: How I Learned To Loathe The Quantum Bomb)
Author: 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.

Title: Thirty Minutes
Author: 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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