The first time Jack see’s Ianto shirtless, in real life, not over the grainy black and white of the CCTV (not that he’s supposed to use it for that) is when a pen explodes in Ianto’s shirt pocket. The boy reaches for it, before he realizes what happened, and then his fingers are wet with ink.

Jack tries to pretend it’s not as cute as it is, ( Read more... )

He’s a line of heat against her back. His hands are slick with bath oil, rubbing feeling back into her fingers, calluses made smooth by the water. Rose doesn’t care because she’s still cold-

It’s insane, the things they get into living in the TARDIS. Fighting an army of snowmen is one of them, and she thought earlier, before she was knocked into ( Read more... )

Title: Not for all the moons made of mistletoe

Author: Midknight2501

For: butterflyborn

Summary: It's the small things that mean something at Christmas.

Rating: G

Rose forgot what day it was.

Time seemed to lose meaning in the TARDIS- one day here, a century or two later there, and then the year five billion. If she stopped to think of it, ( Read more... )