I can only say Yes. This.

( And possibly offer my thoughts on Children of Earth. And I think I managed to meta Ianto without being either critical or supportive of the serial )

( I'm not even being funny today )

( No spoilers, or I'll feed you to the Stig. Err.. Vashta Nerada. )

( I repeat, spoil me for the rest and I'll make you watch EastEnders. Unless you're verasteine, in which case I'll take it away )

( Second viewing, don't spoil me for any other episodes. If you do, I will hunt you down and make you watch EastEnders )

In Meat, Jack breaks rules for Gwen. Or, at least, he lets Gwen break the rules. He lets Rhys stay un-RetConned. (And Gwen is right, you know. None of them have anyone outside of Torchwood that they have to lie to constantly like she had to lie to Rhys. Which doesn't mean that having someone inside of Torchwood isn't stressful. But it's different ( Read more... )

Title: This Be The Verse
Characters: Owen
Rating: NC-17 for brief, explicit sex
Notes Thanks to verasteine (who must be sick of seeing this by now) and blackbird_song for the betas. Title from the Larkin poem.

( The first time Owen thinks he hears someone die, he's seven )

Student Loans Company sucks. Coulda told you that last year, but hey. I'll tell you now.

Rewatching Ghost Machine for the first time in forever. Things that jump out at me:

( three opinions that - now I think about it - are probably three of the most unpopular around )

Gen battle: my entry (Torchwood, Gwen) is here

If anyone on my flist has seen A Bit Of Fry and Laurie, then marginaliana  has done a Tony-and-Control gen battle fic to the prompt of 9/11.  Which could have gone horribly wrong, but she got it heartbreakingly right.  And that's here

So, I went swimming.  Forty damn lengths of breastroke, my friends!  When in ( Read more... )

This is probably the fic that nearly wasn't.  Thanks to blackbird_song , not only for a stellar beta, but also for remembering it long after I'd forgotten it.

Ianto and the Doctor, and Torchwood.

No warnings, low rating, no pairings (maybe background Jack/Ianto)

( “You were at Torchwood. London.” )