LIKE UNDERWEAR ARE PRETTY DANG CLOSE TO THE FAMILY JEWELS NOT JUST ANYONE GETS CLOSE TO THEM SO I MEAN. LUCKY STAR IS COMPLIMENTARY ENOUGH BUT LUCKY UNDERWEAR?! HOW IS THAT ALLOWED. HOW. WHY MUST YOU BE SO CUTE WHY MUST YOU HURT ME SO.
LIKE HE GOT THAT BUTT IN EXQUISITE DETAIL. NO CHEEK LEFT UNTURNED. THAT IS A LOT OF ATTENTION TO A PERSON’S BUTT AND IF IT IS PLATONIC LOOKING THAN THE DOCTOR IS A BIGGER WEIRDO THAN HE IS ALREADY. EVERY LAST GODDAMN DETAIL OF ROSE - I WOULDN’T BE SURPRISED IF HE GOT EVERY LAST EYELASH.
god that was so adorable AND they each had a distinct personality despite having very small parts. the scene where the doctor escapes the arena is so amazing oh my god. he can’t stop being a DORK with puns and references and ugh
the GENIE would have been SO CUTE on the show and we can’t get it filmed because we can’t have nice things
((OH MY GOD YOU JUST WENT RIGHT FOR IT DIDN’T YOU. XD (/cough what does that mean that he’s keeping her close to the family jewels what are you trying to say with that metaphor Doctor /cough) STILL THOUGH. IT’S SO SILLY AND SO CUTE AND SO DOCTOR THAT THAT’S PROBABLY ONE OF THE MOST COMPLIMENTARY THINGS HE’S EVER SAID TO HER. EVER. WHY MUST YOU PLAY GAMES WITH MY FEELINGS IN THIS WAY.
I HAVE NOT MET A SINGLE PERSON WHO PLATONICALLY STARES SO HARD AT THEIR BEST FRIEND’S BUTT THAT THEY WOULD THEN BE ABLE TO REPRODUCE IT IN EXACT DETAIL IN A SCULPTURE. SOMEHOW I DON’T THINK THE DOCTOR IS THAT WEIRD. C’MON, THESE ARE BLARING SIGNALS HERE. EVERY LAST EYELASH, EVERY DETAIL OF HER EARRINGS, THE BROKEN FINGERNAIL ON HER RIGHT HAND I MEAN COME ON.
it really was, though! and ugh that’s the mark of good writing, the characterization of even the minor characters in such a distinct way. It’s gorgeous, really, it’s absolutely perfect. All of the minor characters in the book had motives and individual characterizations! also yes, omg, you’d think now was not the time for pop culture references but the Doctor cannot stop being a dork to save his life auuughh
it would have been adorable and recreating the gladiator games would have been amazing and WHY. WHY CAN’T WE HAVE NICE THINGS.))
Martha was utterly shocked when she felt Rose’s arms around her. Rose wasn’t meant to be sympathetic. She had every right to be angry with what she’d said. It wasn’t fair to accuse her of what happened, she hasn’t even been there to make it hurt. Well, she was there, but Rose wasn’t physically there to make her hurt. But that’s what it was. Rose wasn’t there. And it made the Doctor hurt, which made Martha hurt.
Shifting uncomfortably in her arms, Martha felt pathetic. She could bloody well suck it up and redeem herself from that uncalled-for display of emotion. Martha extracted herself from Rose’s hug. It was too weird to get comfort from Rose Tyler. Rose bloody Tyler, the famous ghost, was not meant to hug her. Martha wasn’t even sure that she was here. She’d been an idea in Martha’s life for so long, she was a legend, not a person.
“Don’t be sorry.” She tried to hide away her tears, sucking everything up and in.
Sensing Martha shift a bit stiffly in her arms, Rose understood that she wasn’t necessarily welcome — and cursed herself for thinking that she would be. She loosened her hold only slightly, and the other woman took the out, working herself out of Rose’s hold and leaving Rose feeling even more guilty than before. She shifted her weight from leg to leg, unable to look at Martha straight in the eye.
“The hell should I be, then?” she mumbled, accompanied by a long sigh. Running her hand through her hair, she shook her head several times. “No, I am sorry. ‘Cos it’s my fault in the end, it really is. ‘Course, it’s his fault too, but he’s daft an’ I didn’t know that he’d’ve ever acted like that — I mean, on my end it was different, I’m human, I’m s’posed to be sad an’ rubbish like that — oh, God.”
She wasn’t being clear at all, was she? Pulling at the hem of her shirt, she started over.
“S’not like I blame ya for lovin’ him, you know. He’s a bit like that — I reckon it’s hard not to love him at least a little, ‘cos he just sucks you in an’ he’s so brilliant an’ funny an’ smart.” She smiled a little at that. “I dunno if he ever told you, but I couldn’t hold onto a bloody lever. S’what caused it all. I was about to fall into the Void, but my dad saved me. But that meant I was trapped. I reckon that’s why he might’ve been more affected, ‘cos he probably blamed himself, but it was my fault. An’ it’s my fault too that he acted like a prick with ya, ‘cos I’m tellin’ ya, he appreciates you more than anythin’. He’s told me.” She snorted humourlessly. “That’s a bit hard to explain, but he did. I’m so sorry for makin’ things difficult with you two. I didn’t mean to hurt him or hurt ya like you obviously are. I…yeah. Sorry.”
All I really remember about that night is going to the park. I don’t think I’ve felt more… myself since the Metacrisis. So if I haven’t thanked you for that, consider this my thank-you. Thank you, Rose Tyler.
How about I whisper it in your ear when I’m back home? I could even teach you. If you like.
Let’s face it; we were both a little slow on the uptake. Well… I was. I definitely was. Sorry.
Yeah. I remember too. Don’t remember if you thanked me, though, but that don’t matter ‘cos I was glad to be able to show you that. S’how I calmed myself, sometimes, when we were separated. …thank you. For bein’ there. An’ we can go back any time you like.
You make me go mad, you do, even when you’re not ‘round! I’d love that — both of those ideas. Please.
I was pretty bad, too. I could’ve come out an’ said it, or been more obvious or somethin’. Sorry, too. But you’ve not got to apologize; we’re here, now. Together. That’s all that matters.
Mm, I remember. Well, hardly - but yes. And I don’t find that one all that ‘hilarious’ when we’re out in public and, wham. Humany urges.
Hah! Good. And I wish there were more ways to say I love you, other than the - ahem - dry Gallifreyan version.Because I’m running out of creative ways to say it. But for the hell of it, I love you.
’S not unfair. He was… young. I was not. Cut me some slack. And to be perfectly honest, Rose Tyler, I wouldn’t have been too surprised back then. You had about four men giving you googly eyes at once.
Well, I remember. It was bloody hilarious, it was, you were adorable when you got all flustered. Yeah, don’t find it so funny now, do ya? How d’you think I felt when we were travelin’ together an’ all of a sudden — wham — yeah, not fun. ‘Specially since I never really knew with you, an’ besides that, someone didn’t have those kinds of urges back then.
Oh, but when you say it, even if it’s so dry it sounds gorgeous. Sexy. But I bet you’ll find loads of other ways. I reckon I’ll be stuck with same old human ‘I love you’ forever. ‘Cos I do, though. Love you.
Age was s’posed to matter? I loved you then too, even if I was havin’ a hell of a time tryin’ to come to terms with it. Oh, I did not ever have four men googly-eyein’ me at once. An’ if I did, I didn’t notice ‘cos I was googly-eyein’ you, which apparently you didn’t notice.
Yeah? Well, thank the good old Metacrisis for that. The same one which brought you ‘why doesn’t food taste like anything,’ and ‘are humans really this aroused all the bloody time?’
I am, thank you. I do try, you know. And being honest, I believe a wise woman once told me, ‘it needs saying…’
He was an idiot. There, and an idiot. If you want proof, go snap your fingers in his face.
I’ll thank the good old metacrisis for loads of those other reasons, too. Oh, god, d’you remember when you got drunk for the first time? That was hilarious! But ‘are humans really this aroused all the bloody time?’ definitely comes in a close second place for most hilarious.
It’s a good thing I’ve learned to put up with it, ‘cos you succeed. (Only kiddin’!) Mm, wise might be goin’ a bit too far, but I won’t say no. I love you, though. ‘Cos it does need sayin’.
Oh, now you’re just bein’ unfair to the poor bloke. Why were you so worked up about him in the first place? Or even now? You can’t honestly‘ve thought I’d’ve picked him over you.
I can see that, yeah. I’ll be as red as a tomato in about two seconds if you aren’t careful.
Do ya’ now? Okay. I love you, Rose Tyler. I looove you. Love love love.…Right.
Oi—shush! I am not, I’m just—stop that. I’m not jealous. I’ve not a reason in the world to be jealous. Weeell, y’know. Except remembering that one time you invited that idiot kid along for a date at Satellite Five, but nope! Not going there.
Oh, well, that’ll be nice! Tomato red’s a good colour for you. I bet it brings your cheekbones out or somethin’, knowing you. Managing to look suave even when you’re blushin’ up to your ears.
You’re so ridiculous. God, I love you more than anythin’. Absolutely more than anythin’ else in the universe, I love you, Doctor. Could repeat it all day, but I bet I’d sound like a broken record after awhile.
You so are, you liar. You’re jealous even when you’ve got me! Must’ve been so bad before. Oi, Adam wasn’t an idiot, an’ he wasn’t my boyfriend! He was just…there. An’ I wanted to be nice. He wanted to see the stars, it’s not his fault he was a little stupid about it. Okay, maybe it was, but still.
Well not me, that’s for sure. Though you are flinging compliments worthy of a blush. Which you’ve definitely succeeded in doing, if you were wondering.
Love you, too. No one ever said sappy’s a bad thing.
Oh, I can’t agree there. The man’s a walking-talking kissing booth. He made you faint, if I remember correctly. If those aren’t moves…
Good, then. It’s nice to see you blush; ‘s different. Looks good on you. I’m not plannin’ on stoppin’ anytime soon.
I really love hearin’ you say that, you know. Sappy’s a bit embarrassing sometimes, all the same!
You are still jealous! Oh my god. ::laughing:: You have absolutely no reason to be, you got that? Yeah, sure, he made me faint, an’ he’s a damn good kisser. An’ I love him too! But not the way I love you. Never. Should I keep remindin’ you?
Oh, now you’re just making stuff up.
You think, though?
I dunno, I quite liked twirling you around the TARDIS console. Didn’t mind Jack’s face when we did, either.
Who says I’m makin’ stuff up?
I do. Maybe it’s just ‘cos I love you so much. But that’s really sappy to say, innit?
Still sufferin’ from Captain envy a whole universe away? Jack’s got nothin’ on you. Anyway, fine, maybe these moves’re just different. Equally brilliant. Maybe you should take me out properly dancin’ so I can evaluate the both of ‘em?