Name: Stuff Libby Jones Discovered at Torchwood
Rating: R
Pairings/Characters: Libby (OC), Jack/Ianto, Spike/Buffy, Willow/Tosh, Xander, Martha, Owen, Faith, Angel, Gwen.
Summary: Set in the Magic and Mayhem universe. After Come What May but in an angst and missing-people free environment. AU to my AU in fact! Oh, but dead people stay dead. First person – Libby’s POV.
Spoilers: Everything for DW, TW, Buffy, some Angel and my own fic series, tbh.
Author’s Note: I wrote this a while ago and never got around to posting it, so I thought I may as well post it with the next chapter of EDtCtF as an apology for being SO sucky at posting.
 

Name: I Need to Know
Rating: R
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Sam/Ruby
Summary: After 4.10, Sam needs to know some things.
Disclaimer: I don't own SPN. I really don't.
Author’s Note: Okay... So I detest Sam/Ruby. I really do. And I hope that doesn’t come across in this piece because I just had to write this. I don't know why.
Beta: skullgirl013

Name: The World Without You is Not a World at All.
Rating: R
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing/Characters: Sam/Dean, Bobby
Warning: Suicide attempt, angst.
Summary: Post-No Rest For The Wicked (3.16). He reaches out, wraps his fingers around the hilt and brings it up to look at it, resting against Dean’s chest. It glints, light bouncing off the silver as though mocking the light that’s left Dean’s eyes. Would it really be that bad? After all he’s done, all the things he’s done in his life... wouldn’t it let him join Dean?
Disclaimer: I do not own.
Author’s Note: After re-watching NRFTW with my wonderful beta, I realised it was never revealed what happened to Sam and Bobby directly after Dean’s death.
Beta: skullgirl013

Name: He Isn’t Sure
Rating: R
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Summary: He’s not sure when it started.
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or Sam and Dean.
Author’s Note: It’s amazing what comes from your brain at 6am...

Name: Down goes Rudolph
Rating: R for swearing and mistreatment of Santa and reindeers in a non-sexual way (even *I* am not that bad).
Pairings/Characters: Gwen, Jack/Ianto, Santa.
Summary: The Christmas season gets on top of Gwen.
Disclaimer: Not mine. Really. Really. NOT MINE.
Beta: skullgirl013 !
Author’s Note: o.o I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry. (Inspired by rowanheart24 . Blame HER! LOL)

Name: Jibby Drabble
Rating: R or NC-17 for creepiness.
Pairings/Characters: Jack/Libby
Summary: Still can’t believe I wrote this. For you, Abby. NOW STOP TALKING ABOUT IT! And this is totally non-canon to my AU. Ianto doesn't die and Jack and Libby never do this. 
Disclaimer: I’m so glad this isn’t mine.

Name: IM Conversation: Ianto and Owen
Rating: R
Summary: Part of my IM Conversation series. Falls after "IM Conversation: Owen and Gwen"
Spoilers: Season 2 of Torchwood up to Something Borrowed.
Characters/Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Tosh/Owen (if you squint), Ianto/Owen implied, Gwen.

IM Conversations Series:
Jack and Gwen
Jack and Ianto
Tosh and Owen
Gwen and Tosh
Jack and Owen
Owen and Gwen
Jack and Rose
 

Name: IM Conversation: Jack and Rose
Rating: R
Summary: Part of my IM Conversation series.  Falls after "IM Conversation: Owen and Gwen"
Spoilers: Season 2 of Torchwood up to Adam.
Characters/Pairings: Jack/Ianto, Tosh/Owen (if you squint), Gwen, Rose.

Other parts can be read at my Fic Master List. Click here.

CaptainSex: Guys, this is Rose, we travelled with the Doctor at the same time at one point.  Rose, how can you be talking to us? The Doctor told me you were trapped in the alternate universe.

BadWolf: He told Mickey the same a long time ago.  Then he came back. The Doctor isn’t always right...

CaptainSex: He’s hardly ever right ;)

BadWolf: He was definitely wrong about one thing ...

CaptainSex: We are *not* talking about that here.

ThatDamnWelshGuy: About what?

CaptainSex: Nothing. Private joke. Very, very private joke. *glares at Rose*

BadWolf: lol

ThatDamnWelshGuy: Fine.

CaptainSex: You didn’t answer my question... how can you be here?

BadWolf: Tiny crack in the universes =] I can transmit to your server through it.  I missed you, Jack.

CaptainSex: Same here :)

BadWolf: Remember our holiday to Ursa Prime?

CaptainSex: Ooh, how could I forget?

BadWolf: Remember the gap behind that statue…?

ThatDamnWelshGuy: Jack.

CaptainSex: Uh! Yes, Ianto?

ThatDamnWelshGuy: I don’t know whether you noticed, but Owen is pulling faces at me across the hub and Tosh is saving the message history for future reference.

WeevilKing: I wasn’t pulling faces! I was … making rude gestures. There’s a difference!

CaptainSex: Dammit, Owen!

WeevilKing: What? You must admit it’s funny. Tea-boy was stupid enough to think he’s the centre of your world. Now the big bad wolf turns up and he’s forgotten about.

<ThatDamnWelshGuy has gone offline>

MangaBabe: Owen! Just because you’re dead doesn’t mean you have free reign making other people wish they were dead.  I hope Ianto puts salt in your coffee!

<Private Message from CaptainSex to BadWolf >: I’m sorry about this. We’re not usually this…

WeevilKing: Oi! Tosh! I thought you loved me!

<Private Message from BadWolf to CaptainSex >: Dysfunctional?

MangaBabe: You’re DEAD, Owen… I’m not into necrophilia.

<Private Message from CaptainSex to BadWolf >: Hey! At least I don’t kick parts of the ship I’m travelling in I’m not allowed to fly :P

NewlyWed352: Am I missing something? I thought we were a team of friends?

<Private Message from BadWolf to CaptainSex >: Hey! That was once!

WeevilKing: Since when have tea-boy and me been friends?

<Private Message from CaptainSex to BadWolf >: And she punished you for a week.  You really stank after that sludge shower…

NewlyWed352: Point taken. What happened to Jack and…Rose was it?

<Private Message from BadWolf to CaptainSex >: Hey, I apologised to her.

BadWolf: I’m still here.

CaptainSex: Same here.

WeevilKing: I don’t know about you being here, Rose … but Jack just vanished from his desk.

BadWolf: He did?

WeevilKing: Yeah. Tosh, think I should go check on him?

MangaBabe: I’ll go.

WeevilKing: Thanks, Babe.

NewlyWed352: So, Rose, how do you and Jack know each other?

BadWolf: We travelled with the Doctor together. Didn’t we already go over this? Up there somewhere ^ I think.

NewlyWed352: I don’t read other people’s conversations. I just ask my own questions.

BadWolf: I see…

WeevilKing: You back yet, Tosh?

MangaBabe: Um… yes.  It seems Ianto tackled Jack from behind while at his desk and now is marking his territory.  That’s what it looks like on the CCTV.

WeevilKing: Tosh, you pervert!

MangaBabe: Guilty.  Wow … I didn’t think that was physically possible.  I love CCTV.

NewlyWed352: Tosh, route it through to my computer, please?

MangaBabe: No can do. Come down here and see.

NewlyWed352: On my way.

WeevilKing: Women! -.-

MangaBabe: Hey!

BadWolf: I second that ‘hey!’!!!!!!

MangaBabe: Gwen here… Owen, you should come see this. I think they’re using something from your autopsy bay.

WeevilKing: WHAT!!!

MangaBabe: Yeah… Someone needs to tell them that alien tech is not sex toys.

BadWolf: I’ll be back when Jack’s back >.>

<BadWolf has gone offline.>

MangaBabe: I think we scared her off.

WeevilKing: You’d scare anyone off. 

WeevilKing: Tosh, why did your harddrive space just decrease?

WeevilKing: Toshiko Sato! Are you saving the CCTV?!!!

<MangaBabe has gone offline>

WeevilKing: I tried to stop them. Honest, Jack.

<WeevilKing has gone offline.>

<ThatDamnWelshGuy has come online>

ThatDamnWelshGuy: I think we missed something.

CaptainSex: Gee, you think?

.

Name: IM Conversation: Owen and Gwen
Rating: R
Summary: Part of my IM Conversation series.  Falls after "IM Conversation: Owen and Jack"

Other parts can be read at my Fic Master List. Click here.

 I think this one is a lot weaker than the others, but it's not TERRIBLE.  The next one will be better :]

Name: IM Conversation: Owen and Jack
Rating: R
Summary: Part of my IM Conversation series.  Falls after "IM Conversation: Tosh and Gwen"

<WeevilKing has logged on>

WeevilKing: *That* was more gross than being dead.

CaptainSex: You’re the one that volunteered yourself to stuff your hand (and broken fingers. You’re very stupid for doing that, by the way) in a cut-open weevil.

WeevilKing: No I didn’t.  I volunteered Tosh to do it.

CaptainSex: Which is why I made *you* do it.

MangaBabe: Yeah, thanks for that, by the way, Owen!

WeevilKing: No problem, Tosh. And Jack, you’re evil.

CaptainSex: So I’ve been told.

MangaBabe: Are Ianto and Gwen back yet?

CaptainSex: Judging by the empty cup of coffee on my desk and the absence of John’s pained howls, I’d say not.

MangaBabe: Ah, yes. Do you really think Gwen will carry through on her sheers threat?

CaptainSex: I don't know, but I’m sure she’ll stun-gun him a few times for telling Rhys her dirty little secrets.

MangaBabe: It’s about time he found out, anyway.

CaptainSex: Yep.

WeevilKing: It’s alright for you. It’s me that can’t heal after he beats me to a bloody pulp.

WeevilKing:

< NewlyWed532 has come online>

<ThatDamnWelshGuy has come online>

NewlyWed532: Okay, I just have to say, Jack, your boyfriend rocks.

ThatDamnWelshGuy: *bows*

NewlyWed532: Ianto, I think I love you *lol*

CaptainSex: Hands off, Gwen! And...why does he rock? ... other than for that thing he does with his mouth ;)

NewlyWed532: He’s fuckin’ amazing with that stun-gun of his. He hit John right in the balls with it just as he was trying to use that damned lipgloss on me again.

CaptainSex: Nice one.

WeevilKing: Nicely done, Tea-Boy.

ThatDamnWelshGuy: Tyvm, tyvm!

MangaBabe: So... what happened to John?

NewlyWed532: We put him in the cell next to Janet.

ThatDamnWelshGuy: We thought we should put rodents with rodents.

MangaBabe: LOL

WeevilKing: LMFAO

NewlyWed532: lol, Ianto.

WeevilKing: Gwen, what did you tell Rhys about ... well ... last year?

NewlyWed532: I told him everything, Owen, why?

WeevilKing: because im at my flat and theres someone banging on the door

WeevilKing: thanks for the sympathy, quiet people!!!!!!!!

NewlyWed532: I’m trying to help, Owen. Hold on.

WeevilKing: If he beats me to a shiny purple pulp I’ll be a shiny purple pulp for all eternity, Gwen! Whatever it is you’re doing, do it *fast*.

<Private Message from ThatDamnWelshGuy to CaptainSex>: Jack? Is everything okay?

NewlyWed532: I’m trying to phone him.

<Private Message from CaptainSex to ThatDamnWelshGuy >: Of course.

WeevilKing: I can hear his phone ringing!

<Private Message from ThatDamnWelshGuy to CaptainSex>: Liar.

NewlyWed532: Calm down, Owen. Rhys isn’t particularly violent.

<Private Message from CaptainSex to ThatDamnWelshGuy >: huh?

WeevilKing: I was there at your wedding, Gwen! I saw him hit Jack!

<Private Message from ThatDamnWelshGuy to CaptainSex>: I know you well enough to tell when you’re *not* okay, Jack.  What’s wrong?

NewlyWed532: Yeah, well, that was Jack ... and he doesn’t like Jack.

<Private Message from CaptainSex to ThatDamnWelshGuy >: It’s just... he may be a pain in the ass...

CaptainSex: Hey!

<Private Message from ThatDamnWelshGuy to CaptainSex>: A pain in the ass that fancies POODLES.

NewlyWed532: I’m talking to him now, Owen.

<Private Message from CaptainSex to ThatDamnWelshGuy >: Hey ... poodles are sexy...

WeevilKing: He’s still banging on the door!

<Private Message from ThatDamnWelshGuy to CaptainSex>: Oh... dear God... *you* like poodles?

NewlyWed532: What more can I do? I *am* trying here!

<Private Message from CaptainSex to ThatDamnWelshGuy >: Well, yes ...in the fifty-first century everything is good >.> I just restrain myself ...

WeevilKing: Get your tight ass over here!

<Private Message from ThatDamnWelshGuy to CaptainSex>: YOU?! YOU restrain yourself?! My god, I wouldn’t want to see you unrestrained.

CaptainSex: Tight ass?

NewlyWed532: Just because you can give Jack a run for his money sexually doesn’t mean you can broadcast my ass tightness to the whole team!

<Private Message from CaptainSex to ThatDamnWelshGuy >: Poodles are cute ... they’re very ... very ... Posh. And posh dogs are sexy. I have my standards, mind you ... I wouldn’t go after a Rottweiler.

WeevilKing: JUST GET OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!

<Private Message from ThatDamnWelshGuy to CaptainSex>:  Jack ... please say you’re joking.

NewlyWed532: Oh, yes, Owen, I can see how that would work out. I turn up at *your* flat to defend *you* from my *husband*... brilliant plan.

<Private Message from CaptainSex to ThatDamnWelshGuy >:  Nope.  John and I used to have competitions to see who could bring the most beautiful creature home (before we found each other sexually) and he was always bringing home the most beautiful dogs...

WeevilKing: Okay, I can see the flaw in that plan...

<Private Message from ThatDamnWelshGuy to CaptainSex>: Do me a favour, Jack?

NewlyWed532: Jack, can you go rescue Owen?

<Private Message from CaptainSex to ThatDamnWelshGuy >:  Hmmm? Anything, you know that.

CaptainSex: Sure. I’ll be right there, Owen.

<Private Message from ThatDamnWelshGuy to CaptainSex>: Never mention this conversation to me again.  I’m going to go use some RetCon.

NewlyWed532: Thank you, Jack!

WeevilKing: Thank you, Jack!

<Private Message from CaptainSex to ThatDamnWelshGuy >: LOL!  See you when I get back.

<CaptainSex has gone Offline>