We crashed like waves into the stars...
Jul. 10th, 2009 05:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I have nothing to say about Torchwood at the moment, because I can't be coherent about Torchwood at the moment, except that it was the best damn thing on TV in a long time. I still believe there will be a season four, I still love Rusty and James Moran, and until Season Four happens, I believe I will be happily writing fic about Gwen and Lois and Martha and the anti!Gwen and possibly Mickey hanging out in their shiny new Hub, refurbished courtesy of UNIT (who figured they deserved it, after their boss saved the world and all - again).
I am in a fannish and writery happy place and no one can take me out of it.
I am in a fannish and writery happy place and no one can take me out of it.
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Date: 2009-07-11 12:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-11 12:56 am (UTC)Just have tissues and alcohol ready to hand, especially for the last two episodes.
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Date: 2009-07-11 01:19 am (UTC)*pets him*
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Date: 2009-07-11 06:32 am (UTC)The awesomeness that we did get was Gwen kicking ass after the explosion. Totally made me squee. And okay the whole concrete moving. There were cute moments, but.
I mean I thought it was amazing still. I just wish there was more... I don't know. Something happy? Somewhere? Or just more team-awesomeness, cause now there is no team. And it's not... fair. Although GOSH are Gwen and Rhys adorable. I was so fucking happy that they didn't die, too. And kid. Yay baby!
Anyway, I could ramble forever, but... wah, that was certainly draining to watch in a really good way. It's just *FLAILs* I have no words.