canticleoftheturning:

torchwood was wild for being like “anyway it’s 2006, which means society is now ready for a tv show about alien hunting bisexuals” like they did it in terrible ways but they really were like “every character on this show will get gay kissed” and then committed. they knew they were going to get characterized as the r-rated inappropriate spinoff that parents would disapprove of so they were like “might as well make this science fiction for the bisexuals.”

buggerygrips:

gallifrey-feels:

jebiwonkenobi:

ellev:

Oh my GOD, Owen.

It entertains me that their organization was not even remotely secret. I imagine the locals all rolling their eyes whenever the team runs past, because it’s like when your kids are playing spy games and they’re being ‘sneaky’ and you have to pretend you can’t see them. 

Whenever something really weird happens you just wander down to the docks, position yourself in front of a hidden camera, and sigh loudly. “Oh my, I sure hope that freaky alien-looking thing doesn’t eat my family. Boy, I wish there were someone around who could take care of that for me.

And then you piss off and get lunch while they handle it, so you can avoid getting roofied. 

And then you remember this little gem

“Excuse me… Have you seen a blowfish driving a sports car?”

*points*”Bloody Torchwood!”

outside the government, beyond the police, just down past the tourist information office, turn right at the docks, follow the pteradactyl screams, join the queue formed outside.