give you my heart

[black_k_kat]

Rating: PG
Word count: ~ 1,300
Warnings: Hi! My name’s Kat and this is my brain on insomnia! *ahem* Not a thing…
Summary: Ianto’s heart rests in a small, tightly locked box in the same cupboard as his tea. It is battered and worn, but strong.
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters are the property of their respective owners. I am in no way

Comments

[lilyrose225]

(if this is sleep deprivation, then you should sleep less often) Please ignore my foolish first reaction. I will now proceed to beat it over the head with a metal bat.

This~ Is wonderful. I know you think most of the stuff you write spur-of-the-moment is crap or ridiculous, or some form of both, but really. If I wrote crap half as good as you I'd have more fans. Well, I'd have fans, period. But let's not go into that. XD

Mm~ It would have been nice to see what Tosh and Owen do with their hearts, to have another comparison. I mean, you talked about Gwen, and I figured that was what I was going to see, especially with the way it was worded. Actually, you know what, never mind. I'm just being sleep-deprived myself. XD This is perfect the way it is, Liebling. (Sehr gut! -.-' The German's coming along--slowly.)

I think I gave you a prompt at some point, and I never saw it... Not that I'm complaining, I'm just wondering where it went. XD I mean, if it wasn't any good then definitely don't write it. ^.^~

[black_k_kat]

A metal bat might not be enough, liebling. That's cold, so cold. XD

-.- It is oddness, by dint of what it is. (And gah, I cannot write; my English feels like it is in the 'decomposing' stage of death right now.)

Tosh and Owen...I was going to put them in, but then Jack came along (there at the end - see?), kicked them out, and took over. Bloody Jack. DX

I'm so sorry! *prostrates self* I don't know if I can write that one and do it justice, even if it's interesting. There was an attempt, but, um. Yeah. 'Crap' is too nice a term. -.- Es tut mir leid!

[lilyrose225]

T.T I know, right? Maybe I'll kill it. A nice, slow painful death by poison.

Mm, your English sounds fine to me. XD And... *looks* Well, I can't really blame Jack. He is sort of an attention hog...

Er~ *waves hands agitatedly over prostration* Look, I can narrow down the prompt, if you want! It's not like it needs everything in there-- I'm sure whatever you'd come up with would be great! Ooh, you could even split it into two; crack concerning Jack's encounter with the soldier and Ianto's reaction, and angst with Gwen and Ianto trying to fight Daleks. Maybe? Better? -.-' (sorry I wrote such an involved prompt...)
*attempts to translate* Ummm... XD I'm not that good at German yet. XD Lo siento!

[star54kar]

It appears that you create wondrously beautiful and creatively clever stories when you are sleep deprived!

While I am truly sorry to hear that you are having trouble sleeping, I think you should be proud of the little works you have created under insomnia's influence, and I sincerely thank you for sharing them with us:)

[pharlap1]

loved it

[diggybear]

Not weird at all! It was wonderful. You describe Gwen's heart perfectly and how it offsets what everyone else's must look like.

[too_beauty]

I wish I could write a quarter of your amazing sleep deprived style!
it is awesome and I am sure that I will be thinking about this story as I have been doing with the one you wrote about the different metal hearts were made of and the one of the shooting stars-

Thanks for sharing this so much!