Hello world! Call me Kitty.

So...I'm finally going to move my stuff off fanfiction.net because it annoys me so very much, and hopefully I'll find a better home elsewhere. This will also serve as my springboard into all those other fandoms I've dreamed of writing in, so...yeah. This is me being epically boring, hoping that my non-English-speakingness doesn't show too badly, and talking about my fan fiction obsession. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

^.^

(And call me Kitty or Kat. I hate Katherina. Really. And I don't bite unless asked.)

Torchwood: Ashes

Rating: T
Word count: ~ 5,000
Warnings: Should I even warn for angst anymore? It’s kind of a given with my stuff. ^.^’
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters are the property of their respective owners. I am in no way associated with the creators, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: After Ianto's world turns to ash, he'll do anything to set it right again. But desperate actions lead only to pain. An introspective look pre- and post-Cyberwoman.
A/N: This was written over the course of an extremely boring lecture on the psychology of grief, if that gives you any warning. (And partly out of frustration that fandom likes to portray Ianto as a woobie. There's nothing wrong with that. I find myself in the mood for woobie!Ianto, too, sometimes. Just...not now.) Spoilers for everything up to Cyberwoman, with mentions of Fragments.
Edit: This has expanded, so help me. It is now a series.

( Ashes )