The Line of

Sometimes I hurt myself thinking about how when the hub blew up, really everything was destroyed. The picture of Tosh and Owen that Gwen kept on her desk, Jack's old RAF cap, his blue and white striped coffee mug, Ianto's coffee machine, Owen's lab coat, the 3D glasses on the lamp in Jack's office, really ALL of Jack's belongings that he'd gathered for over a hundred years, plus all of the archives and tons of alien artefacts. All the little bits that made it their home and all of their work, every reminder of the people they lost. Just gone.

And his brother…

Imagine people treating you as insane for thinking someone is suspicious, you're suspicions are indeed correct, said suspicious person kills you with his bare hands. Then names his fucking cat after you

Oh my god Corky would be losing his shit

Very much agree with all of the above! He is the first thing to have sparked my writing in a long time.

All three scenes together I can’t breathe