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[iant0jones]

Gwen Cooper for the character bingo?

Thank you! 💗 this one is definitely the most applicable for my relationship with Gwen, but a very close second is the bottom row!

[ultraviolet-eucatastrophe]

“ i'm tired of thinking. let's just... make out, or something “ for Gwen and Ianto? <3

"See you soon, Jack," Gwen said into the phone. "Yep. Don't worry, I'll stay with him, make sure he's okay. Yes, you too, bye."

She ended the call, slipping her phone into the pocket of her jeans and hauling herself up, and wearily down the stairs from the conference room.

She found Ianto where she'd left him, in the main space of the Hub. But before going to him she took a moment to look around from the bottom of the stairs. The place was a disaster after the tremors when the earth had first been taken, with broken sample jars and mugs and dishes and printouts, scattered across the concrete or bobbing sadly in the tide pool. But that was a task for later; it was Ianto she was more worried about. The time she'd known Ianto had taught her that if there was this much mess in the Hub and Ianto wasn't tidying it up, then she had cause to be concerned.

That, and the fact that after the day they'd had she understood completely.

Ianto nodded as she sat down beside him on the sofa, smiling weakly even though the tension in his muscles barely relaxed a fraction. But his hands were still clenched into the tatty sofa cushion on either side of his knees, so hard it was a miracle he hadn't torn through the worn fabric.

He wasn't looking at her. Following his gaze, she saw he was staring at the dalek, standing in the cog doorway with its top half blown to pieces. It would take time to clear it away, and probably Jack's help to make sure there wasn't anything dangerous left in its shell. It would certainly take more energy than either of them had right now.

She sighed, touching Ianto's cheek lightly, then sliding her hand down under his chin to turn his head away from the door. "Come on. Look at me, Ianto."

"I have to-"

"No." She didn't let him go. Not for the first time today, Gwen thought of the file she'd looked up a while ago - after Lisa, during Ianto's suspension - about the battle of Canary Wharf. Perhaps it was out of some morbid interest. Or maybe she'd wanted to understand what Ianto had been through, or maybe she'd been stuck on what she herself had only just avoided on the conversion table, but she'd gone down to the archives herself to search for the file. After she'd read it, she'd just sat there for a bit, staring blankly at the wall before she'd pulled herself together enough to go back upstairs.

That had also been the first time Gwen had heard of a dalek. She had almost forgotten about them until she'd heard the voices earlier today, and seen the hope leave Jack's eyes as he tugged them both close and kissed their heads, gripping them almost uncomfortably tight as though something was trying to tear them both from his arms. At the same time she'd seen Ianto's wall-eyed horror, as though he was seeing something other than what was in front of him.

Now, even after it was all over, Ianto still had a bit of that same look, as though part of him was absent and still locked in the past.

She sighed, following Jack's example and pulling him into her arms for a hug.

"There now," soothed Gwen, rubbing Ianto's back. "There we go, sweetheart. You're okay. We both are. Jack's on his way home."

"How long?"

"I dunno. The Doctor dropped him off in London, you'd think he'd give him a proper lift if he has a time machine... Timelords, no manners, eh?" she smiled, feeling Ianto relax just a little more and taking this as a sign to keep talking. "So, then I asked why he couldn't just ask UNIT to get him a bloody helicopter or something but apparently they're too busy, which I think means he's on their shit list again. Tenner says it was because of that whole thing on the phone to that General What's-his-face last week." She felt Ianto smile against the side of her face. "Anyway, long story short he won't be home for a bit, apparently the trains are all cancelled and the entire M4 is one massive traffic jam after everything that happened today..."

Ianto laughed weakly. "Everyone started getting out of London at the first sign of trouble I suppose. The big alien stuff always happens in London."

"It's 'cause London doesn't have us protecting it, eh?" she said with a grin, then winced as she remembered Torchwood One. She looked up to see the slight smile sliding off Ianto's face like dripping paint. "Shit. Sorry, Ianto. I didn't mean..."

"It's fine," he sighed, shaking his head a little as though to rid himself of troublesome thoughts. "We've had a long day."

"We have," said Gwen, snuggling her face against his shoulder. As she did she realised how tired she was; she could go to sleep right here with Ianto on the sofa. Maybe that would be the best way to wait out the time until Jack came back.

Ianto pushed her away, though the way he still held her arms loosely felt like he didn't really want to let go just yet. "Do you want to go home to Rhys?" he asked halfheartedly. "You don't need to wait really, if you don't want. I can just... um, get on with tidying this lot while I wait for Jack..."

Gwen shook her head. "Not on your life, Ianto Jones."

"But-"

"No." She raised her hand and cupped his cheek, a little scratchy with stubble because he hadn't had the time to shave; they'd had to rush out to an early rift alert this morning, even before any of this had happened. "Rhys knows where I am, and that I'm safe."

This was one of the best parts of having discussed things with Rhys properly, at last; her life was immeasurably better now that he knew the weight of such things, and how much of her heart was in Torchwood and the love she had for Jack and Ianto, and how much of it was Rhys's alone.

"Still-"

Gwen met Ianto's eye. "...That, and I promised Jack I'd wait."

"I don't need babysitting, Gwen."

"No. But you need to relax."

"I'm plenty relaxed."

She didn't dignify this with an answer, just squeezed the taut muscle of Ianto's upper arm, pushing him back to lie down on the sofa. He went with very little resistance, and when he was lying back she undid his top button and loosened his tie, curling up beside him.

"Shoes off on the sofa," said Ianto sternly.

"Bossy."

"Shoes off."

Gwen rolled her eyes and sat back up, kicking off her boots. When he tried to sit up with her, she pushed him back down with a hand in the middle of his chest and undid his shoelaces for him herself, taking off his slightly scuffed dress shoes and putting them neatly beside her boots.

"Happy now?" She said, curling up with her shoulder on Ianto's chest on the sofa.

He smiled faintly, and made a so-so noise.

Gwen looked down at him, propped up on her elbow. He stared back up at her with an odd expression on his face, watching her carefully. From this angle, she noticed his lips were very pink, and a nice shape, slightly parted. "Come on, she said. "I'm tired of thinking. Let's just... make out or something."

This was another good thing about having talked everything through with Rhys, including everything she had with both Ianto and Jack: a really, really good thing.

But Ianto wasn't having it today.

" 'Make out'? Really?" said Ianto, with a raised eyebrow. "You've been watching too many American romcoms."

"Oi! Firstly, you were the one who dragged us all to the cinema to see The Proposal last week. Though maybe that was because of the boss-employee fake romance stuff-"

"You didn't exactly go kicking and screaming. As I recall you said both Sandra Bullock and Ryan Reynolds were, and I quote, lickable, which, while I do agree-"

"-And secondly, you lot always complain when I call it snogging, so what am I supposed to say?"

"Firstly, that was Owen, not me," said Ianto primly, the twist of his mouth the only sign of the slight flicker of sadness that passed over them both at the mention of Owen. It was getting easier, but the grief was far from gone. "Secondly, he had a point. We're not twelve year olds in the playground."

"Well, what do you want me to call it?" said Gwen, a little affronted, a little playful. "What do you, Ianto Jones, prefer to call extensive and thorough kissing with tongue?"

Ianto leaned up on his elbows, raising his head to properly meet her eye. "I'm less interested in talking about the semantics of it than-"

She interrupted him by leaning down the short way to kiss the words from his open mouth; he kissed her back enthusiastically, and Gwen realised this was exactly what they both needed to banish the horrors of the day. To bring home the fact that - this time - they'd both survived.

They broke apart, and Ianto looked a little pink, staring at her with his mouth wet and shiny from her tongue, his pupils blown wide.

"-Practical demonstration. Is what I was going to say." His voice was slightly husky, in the way she liked so much.

Gwen grinned, patting him on the chest. "Glad to hear it, Mr Jones. Now, shall we give Jack something interesting to come back to?"

He didn't answer, except by leaning up to kiss her again.

[allamericansbitch]

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[princess-of-the-worlds]

va-gay-tion + 3!

3: What’s your favorite line of narration?

Then Tosh leans in and kisses her. Her lips are warm and soft against Martha’s, the pressure exquisite, and she smells distinctly of flowers, a perfume that Martha’s never smelt before, likely Venetian in origin. Martha’s heart flutters in her chest, pressing closer to Tosh, but too quickly, Tosh is stepping back.

THEY KITH! This one needs no explanation sadkkdaskask.

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[toshsatos]

owen harper for the character list game

thank you!! (it’s small face man!)

favourite thing about them: so many things. but it has to be subverting my expectations of what he was going to be like. at the beginning it was obvious he was the asshole character written to cause conflict in the team, but his caring side was even stronger than the external twat-ness. in conclusion: he’s a soft boi inside and its very refreshing for a character (especially a male character) to have both of those sides to them. 

least favourite thing about them: this isn’t really his character, but it would have to be the dodgy consent in Everything Changes. besides that, I guess it’s how he treats Tosh - although it gets better over time, I wish we’d had more genuine scenes with the two of them. they’re obviously really close friends and, Tosh’s crush aside, it would have been nice to have more of that

brOTP: it used to be Jack but after listening to The Last Beacon it’s definitely Ianto!! their dynamic is peak comedy and very emotional considering their history. in the main show, they care about each other in subtle ways (especially when Owen dies for the first time), even though it would have been an easy B-plot to maintain the conflict.

OTP: Tosh!!!! who else!! they both deserve better and since they both so clearly need someone who understands them, it would have been perfect. She seems to enhance the good in him.

nOTP: has to be Gwen :/ I do like their friendship and the scenes they have when they're together are really fun, but just because of the cheating plot and how it brings out some bad sides in both of them, it’s not great. in terms of ships outside of canon, though, I’ve run into Owen/Jack and I’m not a fan. even if we forget Ianto for a second, it’s such good father-son relationship that it feels very wrong to me, and I’ll take Gwen/Owen over that any day.  

random headcanon: he fusses so much about every minor injury the rest of the team get that they have to tell him to stop (Dr Owen is the best Owen!!). He cares a huge amount and only then will he express it. ‘You did hire me as a medic???’ ‘Owen this is a papercut’

unpopular opinion: uuh. i find these v hard. possibly: I’m a huge fan of Tosh/Owen, like I know most of you are, but I’ve also heard a lot of people saying it wouldn’t work. So. Maybe I think it would turn out better than some people believe.

song I associate with them: I never really associate songs with characters, but the only one I can think of is the one that plays when he walks into a nightclub post-death and there’s a weird closeup of his face.. I HATE that song but it’s a very good scene. 

favourite picture of them: OWEN AND TOSH. also any photo from Something Borrowed where he stuck a flower in his t-shirt.

[agent-jones]

8 and 16?

8. do you have a favourite quote?

‘ go away, stabby! ‘ serenity was a god send for cute ianto quotes, but there is just something about the way gareth delivered the line was so endearing, i just love my little nerd constantly. this audio gave ianto a chance to be more open than he got to be in the show and his personality was allowed to really shine. so, i will always love this line because it’s just so ianto.

16. is there a plot line you wish had been expanded on/explored further in the show?

i wish proper closure would have been given to the owen/gwen affair plot line. the writers ended it in a way that really resolved nothing and made gwen look like a terrible person. personally, i understand [ not condone ] the choices that gwen made, but that plot line is really what made a lot of fans hate gwen and i think the writers could have done it so much better had there been consequences and rhys allowed to react the way he was going to. it should have made gwen realise she needed to keep hold of her life with rhys and really fight for it. that plotline had so much potential and the writes just went ‘ eh. ‘

[agent-sato]

4, 19, and 20

a very specific torchwood ask game (that i am answering very late)

4-  give me a character headcanon!

tosh’s flat is clean. meticulously, ridiculously, unbelievably clean. every drawer is organized. her closet is sorted by weather, length, and color, in that order. her mirrors are spotless. there isn’t a speck of dust in the place. except - except for the storage closet, which is a door hidden behind a lovely decorative tapestry in her bedroom. if anyone were to find that door and open it, they would find it absolutely stuffed to the brim with random bits and bobs, decor, old papers, half-finished projects, clothes that she’s meant to give to a charity shop for three years running, 6 different versions of her leather coat that have been absolutely ruined by torchwood missions (there’s another 8 in her closet; she was smart enough to buy them in bulk), and a hamster cage because she’d planned to get a hamster at one point and never had. it’s the compromise she makes for her busy life and her clean flat. eventually, she’ll have to go through that closet...or she can leave it for whatever unlucky torchwood agent has to sift through it after her death (it’s ianto).

19- what would your role be if you were to work at the Hub?

oh good lord, i’m chaos. um - i think my job would be a lot of organizational work, since that’s my career path. paperwork, filing, administrative things, a lot of the behind-the-scenes things that ianto does, honestly. though...i’d worry for ianto’s sanity if we were to work together, because honestly, i never shut up, and i think either he’d have to put in for a transfer or they’d have to find other things for me to do. at which point, i imagine gwen and i would get on well in terms of interviewing people and tracking down leads. :) i’d also imagine i would be tasked with a fair bit of cleanup work after missions, and honestly they might actually be more secretive if they had someone specifically for that, rather than giving poor ianto the task of retconning everyone and doing what he can on top of the 8,000 other tasks he’s assigned.

20- give me a hot take on anything you like!

it shouldn’t be a hot take, since it’s canon, but -- gwen is the main character and she was meant to be, sorry. the writers didn’t really do her justice with it, but she is.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[dinodina]

10, 13, and 18

Thank you! From this.

10: favourite ship outside the main three (not jack/ianto, tosh/owen, or gwen/rhys)? I mean... My favorite episode is To the Last Man, so Tosh/Tommy is amazing, I love them! But recently I read a cool Tosh/Ianto/Owen fic, which I’m linking to here. And I just wrote Martha/Ianto, which was fun. I think I’ll give most ships a try if I’m in an adventurous enough mood (if Ianto’s involved, that likelihood increases).

13: favourite villain, and why? what did they bring out in the team that you enjoyed seeing? I really enjoyed Adam! I love fics that deal with this episode, and I don’t like memory-altering tropes usually, but I think it was really cool to see such different sides of the team, and then to see why they were like that. Like, Adam removed Owen and Tosh’s traumas and insecurities, and they became completely different people... But the rest of the team weren’t as obviously affected. I also loved the Night Travellers, because anything vaguely magical is interesting. On one hand, I don’t really want a follow-up on the concept because part of the fun is in the mystery, but on the other! They’re cool!

18: best platonic relationship? I can’t just choose one! I’d say Ianto & Tosh but I haven’t listened to Dinner and a Show yet (which makes me sad), and I love Ianto & Owen (So much! This is in second place), and Ianto & Gwen has a ton of potential that the show hinted at, but I’m going to say Tosh & Gwen for this one! They really didn’t get a chance to shine in the show except for in Something Borrowed, but that’s made me want them to interact, and I don’t see it enough, but I love them. 

Thank you again!!