cyus: (Torchwood)
Title: Connections
Characters/Pairing: Owen Harper, some Owen/Gwen, Owen/Tosh, Owen/OC, Jack
Rating: PG-13
Length: 2500 words
Summary: They're the things of the hours after work and the breaks in between: small human connections in a big, big world or, well, shagging.
Notes: For [livejournal.com profile] amand_r. Happy birthday. Beta'd by [livejournal.com profile] paragraphs and [livejournal.com profile] blue_fjords

Connections )
cyus: (Torchwood)
Title: Anthony
Characters: OC, Jack
Length: 700 words
Rating: G
Summary: Torchwood's left Cardiff, but that doesn't mean that they took everything alien with them.
Notes: I originally came up with the idea for WIAD 4.02 (Prompt: "waking up" + "two foreign words") before I wrote the story I eventually submitted because the prompts never quite worked with this idea and the word count limit

Anthony )
cyus: (Torchwood)
Title: Midday Midweek Midsummer
Characters: original character, Jack, Ianto, Gwen
Rating: PG
Length: 5300 words
Summary: Nothing ever happens in Bridgend.

Midday Midweek Midsummer )
cyus: (Torchwood)
Title: Oil/Vinegar
Characters: Owen, OC
Rating: PG-13
Length: 1000 words
Summary: Conversation the ten-thousandth, Owen meets her over fish and chips.
Notes: Beta'd by [livejournal.com profile] amand_r

Oil/Vinegar )
cyus: (Torchwood)
Title: Qalabani (Contents of the Drawer 1/12)
Characters/Pairing: OC, Jack Harkness
Rating: PG-13 for violence, implied sex
Category/Setting: Gen/Pre-Series
Length: 1800
Notes: Contents of the Drawer 1/12, prompt: "Seconds. Truth."

1. An iron spur, worn, specks of dirt still clinging to one of the joints.

The tread of the horses is soft, a thump-thumping that feels like the most natural rhythm. There's the cry of far off birds and the hushed whispers of his men among themselves. Cramer straightens, shifts the lance along his body. He squints into the night but the land lies still before them. An animal streaks in the distance, its eyes a warning glint with the moon's reflection. Cold air seeps into his bones. His horse neighs, shakes its head as it dances out of formation and he catches the reins a little tighter to force it back into the rank.

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