life without a plot

( Torchwood 2.12 Fragments; not really a review, just more gushing. )




In non-TW related news, my niece is walking since yesterday, although she still likes to cling to a finger (or lead people around by the finger...) and she's super cute. And the last few times she seemed really happy to see me, so I must have been doing something right, aunt-wise... :)

I think I pinpointed the reason why I can't quite shake off a certain apprehension regarding Torchwood.

The immortal and the pretty human boy/girl? Never went well in Greek mythology.





[ETA: Although on second thoughts, there's a joke in there about coffee and the serving thereof, just waiting to be made... ;) ]

Because I ordered myself to finish this during my week off, before I lose interest and it joins all the other forever unfinished fanish posts in their folder. (OTOH? I'm almost tempted now to take out again the Angel/Wesley one. Almost.)

Not that it matters much either way, but... eh. If my brain insists on starting this kind of posts. ::shrug::



Thoughts about the Jack/Ianto... we can call it a relationship, right?


( Wherein I over-interpret in rambling & massively tl;dr ways, and I'm not joking here. )