I don’t think you quite understand my obsession with the adorableness that is Jack kissing Ianto on his forehead. It’s so sweet, so comforting, so…domestic for them. Ianto is not just a part time shag. He’s not just the teaboy. And Jack is not just his boss or captain. They may not want to put a label on what it really is, but it is so much more than just a shag. There is so much meaning behind their looks and touches and small words. There is so much behind that morning cup of coffee or Ianto helping Jack into the Great Coat or Jack being nervous to ask Ianto out on a date. Maybe that’s why they do not want to label it. Not because of our quaint little categories, but because there is no way to label such warmth, such connection. Something that is hidden beneath layers of suits and coats and outward personas. There is something beneath all of hiding that connects Jack and Ianto and it impossible to identify. It is more than work, more than friendship, there’s an uncategorizable love. 

I just want to cuddle you all and press little kisses to your forehead and wrap you in my invisible Great Coat, and play a fun game of Naked Hide and Seek and we can time it with a stopwatch and it will be brilliant.

You know those people who sound incredibly eloquent when they speak or type? Yeah, I’m not one of them. 

I swear, a monkey could write better than I can by just key-mashing. 　

I think people should leave me Torchwood questions in my ask so I can answer them in the morning. Because I’m bored. And I feel like talking about Torchwood.

That means you. Yes, you. 　

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I decided the best way of cover my scars is using a sharpie and writing over them..

(Source: overcomingnightmares)

You guys should ask me questions　. I’m bored. 

Fandom questions? Personal questions? Random questions? Have at it!