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Title: Things that never happened to Archie Kennedy
Rating: PG
Three ficlets - AOS/Torchwood. AOS/LOTR, AOS alternative story.
Originally written for  [livejournal.com profile] calavarna n 2007! I’d forgotten all about these until the lovely [livejournal.com profile] josieb1 turned them up. So they’ve been taken out, dusted down and re-posted.

I don't own any of these characters, just play with them.

Set in the ‘Regeneration’ HH/Torchwood Universe.

“You talk in your sleep.”

“Do I? Horatio’s never mentioned it.”
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This is from 2009. No idea now why I was writing a HH/TW/DW AU crossover featuring Nigel Owens, and with William Bush as The Doctor, but I was. As you do. So here it is again.

Disclaimer: Don't own any of these guys, not even SuperNige. Wish I did.

“Is he alright?”

“He’s fine. For someone who’s been abducted by aliens.” William Bush, wearing his Doctor’s long coat rather than his lieutenant’s jacket, grinned. “Showing a remarkable amount of reliance.”

“The Welsh are a plucky lot.” Archie Kennedy fiddled with his Starbuck’s coffee. Funny how this commodity never varied in quality – dubious – from one end of the country to the other. “And Ianto says this one’s one of the pluckiest. Battled through a lot in his life.” He didn’t elaborate; Bush seemed to know everything, or had the ability to finds it out which amounted to the same thing. He’d know what had happened to both of them – different circumstances but the same miserable years of growing up.

“Jack’s taken quite a shine to him.”

“Taken quite a shine as in go to the pub for a pint or taken quite a shine as in go to bed for a…”

“The former. Not quite Loose-zip’s type. Nice bloke, but not what you’d call a stunner.” William sipped his coffee with a grimace.

“He’s got a nice smile, though. Bet the women swoon over those chubby cheeks. And I wouldn’t like to get in a fight with him – susopect he punches his weight.”

“Well, I understand he nearly tried to take out his abductors. Lucky we got there in time, before things got nasty. One bloke with a whistle against three hefty Arcturabladians with plasma guns.”

“What I don’t understand is why anyone would want to substitute their own lookalike for the referee of the Scotland Italy game? I mean, it could hardly further the cause of world domination, could it?” Archie had convinced himself that every alien being had to be descended from Napoleon.

“Not world domination, this time. Spread betting. This mob were looking to make a fortune on things like the time that penalties would be awarded, who got yellow carded and when. How far Chris Paterson would attempt a kick from.”

“Ah, Chris Paterson; he’d be Jack’s type. Him and Parisse, distinctly – what’s the term – warm?” Archie’s blue eyes danced at the thought.

“Hot. And Horatio had better not hear you talking up the opposition.”

“Horatio can lump it.”

“He’s probably lumping it out there with the rest of them. I understand that Nige is getting in a bit of match practice. Ianto offered to escort him from dressing room to pitch and then to shadow him during the match. Nige said he’d look pretty silly if he ended up handling the ball in the ruck on the five yard line and had to get a yellow card. Told him he couldn’t be trusted not to mouth swear words in front of Princess Anne. Ianto said he thought there wasn’t a swear word he could use that Her Royal Highness hadn’t uttered, and Nige made him wash his mouth out.” Bush looked suddenly serious. “Could have done with him on Renown.”

“Aye.” Archie fingered his side – he was still aware of it, sometimes.

“The swine!” Horatio barged through the door, face flushed with anger and what might just be embarrassment.

Archie’s Who? coincided with William’s What?

“That man we rescued. Very grateful to Ianto and old Oily drawers. Want to know what he said to me?”

“Oh, definitely.” Archie controlled the urge to giggle.

“He was describing these aliens and I just rolled my eyes very slightly, and gestured a mere inch or two in the air with my hand. And he said If you’re going to overact I’ll send you to drama school.”

“What a star.” Archie had at last recovered his voice, which was more than William had done, still doubled over with laughter. “I’m buying him a pint after the game.”

“I won’t be there. I shall find my own entertainment.” Horatio was going to hold this grudge for a while.

“Suit yourself. If you get bored report to the Italian dressing room – Jack has got us all passes, we’re part of the match security now.” William wheezed out the words.

“Why should I go there?”

“No particular reason, Horatio. Just ask for Mr. Parisse and say Jack sent you.”
mylodon: (cap'n jack coat)
You’d have known what to do.

You’d have held me and kissed me. With logical and self-deprecating candour you’d have gradually moved my grief and guilt through resignation to understanding and something like peace. And you’d have channelled my anger, too – into something positive and useful.

There’s lots of definitions of ‘couple’. “A pair of equal and parallel forces acting in opposite directions.” Only we were always working in the same direction, weren’t we?

I’d have stayed for you, Ianto.
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In honour of Torchwood and the first test, both happening in Cardiff this week!

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I scare myself at times. Today I was driving along and remembered an old story that I just had to re-write for Jack and Ianto. As you do.

2019 Half way to Mars

Dear Ianto.


Jack Harkness sat back and chewed the end of his pen. He wondered whether he'd be better off writing Dear Captain Jones, he and Ianto having laughed themselves stupid about ranks and titles when the powers that be decided to introduce them into Torchwood.

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...piece of Supernige fic. Set in Torchwood land.

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OK, [livejournal.com profile] atthe_algonquin, I've written Nige fic. No more bunnies?

Horatio, Archie, William and the Regeneration universe crew.

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Horatio and Archie, both AOS and Regeneration universe.

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Set in the Regeneration Universe, this is a [livejournal.com profile] mylodon/[livejournal.com profile] calavarna production, with the working title 'Total Insanity' which explains it all, really.

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HH/TW/DW/Shifting Sands.
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This follows on from the exchange of letters fic here. .

Rationale: I don’t believe that really was Gray in the last episode of Torchwood series 2. I think I know the true story.

I don’t own Messrs Kennedy, Hornblower, Marshall, Harkness or Jones. But I do own Thomas Rogerson, dirty neck and all.

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It occurred to me at 7.30am this morning that if Portsmouth are playing Cardiff in the FA Cup Final tomorrow, then I really need a Regeneration Universe fic to mark the occasion.

I don’t own any of these lads, not even Mr Redknapp.

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Fic: Knees

Mar. 31st, 2008 02:51 pm
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Look - I'm rubbish at titles. I can write the story but I fail at names.
This is a Hornblower/Torchwood crossover, all the usual suspects, none of whom I own.

It's is a belated birthday pressy for [livejournal.com profile] calavarna. Many hugs to her. And architects - I'm sending loads of architects. Well, I'm sending one. If he'd behave himself and get in this here box.

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These are a sequence of letters – some of which would come into the love category. Set in Regeneration Universe, where my LKU meets Torchwood. (I stole one line from [livejournal.com profile] atthe_algonquin - I hope she will forgive me.)

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Finishing off the thing for [livejournal.com profile] xx_sorceress_xx. The last bit is inspired by an idea from [livejournal.com profile] calavarna.

Very Good, Ianto 2/2
AU Torchwood/Jeeves and Wooster crossover.
No spoilers for season two but the smallest allusion to one of the scenes therein.
I don’t own any of these lads. Shame, that.

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This is for [livejournal.com profile] xx_sorceress_xx who gave me the plot line in one lovely lump and needs something nice to day as the internet is being bad to her. The last line is insane and is for [livejournal.com profile] calavarna, just because.

Very Good, Ianto 1/2
AU Torchwood/Jeeves and Wooster crossover.
I don’t own any of these lads. Shame, that.

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This is for [livejournal.com profile] calavarna - fellow obsessive, owner of the cloned brain, member of the triumvirate of spies.

Rating: PG
Characters: Jack/Ianto
Notes: Don't own 'em - wish I did.

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Characters: Jack, Ianto and someone who will remain nameless.

Notes: [livejournal.com profile] allegro_mnt has been enticing me into writing fic about a certain person or two. This is for her.
I have no claim on the first two of the three people involved and I wish I owned the third.

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Fic: The sixteenth time
Regeneration universe
Characters: Archie, Horatio, Jack.
Rating: PG
Based on a variety of ideas from people including [livejournal.com profile] jesstercat
Note: These folk belong to other people.

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The new layout is courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] allegro_mnt who took the picture of the pub and [livejournal.com profile] calavarna who manipulated it (come on - it couldn't really be called that!) and talked me through how to incorporate it.

And along with all that she contributed the marvellous bit about braces of debauchery for

this

Pairing: Ianto's tie/Jack's braces
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