Title: The Doctor Drinks (and Dances)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Sadly enough, I will not be recieving the exclusive rights to the show come December 25th.
Summary: In which Martha discovers a thing or two about the Doctor and still comes up second best.
Prompts: 1) Pocobrita--the celebration of the dawning of a planet's littlest sun--it looks like the size of a tennis ball because it is so far away, but it rises every ten years and there is much rejoicing.
2) Reference to or contact with a well-known historic or public figure.
Authors Notes: For the lifeonmartha holiday ficafest. Crack with an alcoholic centre. Un-beta'd. All insanity completely my own!



(  ‘What is it?’ Martha asked eyeing the glass suspiciously )

Title: Phone Call
Prompt: #37 - Are you really listening?
Pairing: Jack/Ianto
Spoilers: Casting spoiler for S2.
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 468
Summary: Jack recieves a phonecall. Ianto answers. Naughtiness ensues.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never has been, never will be.
A/N: Ooh, she's going to hell for this one! No matter, as long as it means my horrible writers block has been broken, or at least shifted slightly.

Prompt Table o'Doom


( Didn't your mother ever teach you that? )

Title: Stolen
Rating: Well, there is smut, so lets give it a nice M.
Disclaimer: Mr Saxon wants you to know it belongs to him. So don’t get any ideas.
Summary: Yes, it was a supremely stupid idea...
Authors Notes: Just because it isn’t Doctor/Master doesn’t make it accpetable. This is exactly the sort of filth I don’t want to see! (But I make no apologies for writing it!)

(  ‘If you scream, be sure you will not live to take another breath’  )

Ianto's back, and Torchwood has gone to hell in a handbasket.

Title: Dear Sir (3/?)
Rating: Call it a PG. For the moment it isn't really, but it'll get there (and possibly further)
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood. I do however own a lovely coat just like Jack's, which unfortunately, doesn't count.
Warnings: Spoilers abound. Anything we've seen so far is fair game in my books.
Summary: In a man's letters his soul lies naked - Samuel Johnson

( Dear Sir )

Title: Musings on a Miss Martha Jones
Rating: G
Disclaimer: It was mine once, but then I woke up.
Warnings: Vauge spoilers for Human Nature. Nothing that will ruin it for you though.
Summary: She likes Martha. Musings from someone who rarely gets a voice.
Authors Note This leapt on me and refused to let go until I'd written it. Un-beta'd. As such, any mistakes are completely my own.

( She likes Martha. )

On the third day, the lord created crack!fic, and it was good fantastic.

Title: Time Lord Sexual Repression or How Rose Tyler Got Her Groove Back
Rating: You can't spell smut without an M, and this is just not cracky enough for an R anyway.
Disclaimer: These characters belong to Aunty Beeb. I just took them and bent them to my will.
Warnings: Crack. Crack crack crack, crackity crack. If you read past this point you seriously endanger your health. I cannot be held personally responsible for anyone who reads this at work, or snorts beverages through their nose. You have been warned.
Summary: Not your average Doomsday fixer-upper. The Doctor might have found Rose again, but she's not exactly what he's been expecting.

( You stupid great moron )

Title: Dear Sir (2/?)
Rating: Call it a PG. For the moment it isn't really, but it'll get there (and possibly further)
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood. I do however own a lovely coat just like Jack's, which unfortunately, doesn't count.
Warnings: Spoilers abound. Anything we've seen so far is fair game in my books.
Summary: In a man's letters his soul lies naked - Samuel Johnson

( Dear Sir )

Title: Dear Sir (1/?)
Rating: Call it a PG. For the moment it isn't really, but it'll get there (and possibly further)
Disclaimer: I do not own Torchwood. I do however own a lovely coat just like Jack's, which unfortunately, doesn't count.
Warnings: Spoilers abound. Anything we've seen so far is fair game in my books.
Summary: In a man's letters his soul lies naked - Samuel Johnson

( Dear Sir )

Read part two here