Cultural Differences in Romance [TenxRose]“That’s just brilliant,” the Doctor murmured to himself. He couldn’t stand looking at that but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the painful view either.
Even when he was trying hard to impress Rose, it seemed to fail. After that unfortunate adventure in the parallel universe, where Mickey decided to stay, Doctor wanted to take his friend for a nice holiday. Let her take a breath and remind her that travelling through time and space sometimes could be trouble-less — and still fun.
He was doing his best this time. Went to the place in advance to buy tickets, not relying just on the psychic paper to get them in — there were high chances it would be too crowded even to hold everyone with an entrance fee. He also made small hearing aids, so Rose could hear the music over the screaming fans. He checked that on this date no previous incarnation of him nor any other aliens were in town. Molto bene, he thought to himself, when he made sure the
Doctor Who: A Last Stand“You know, this is quite depressing”.
The two humans looked at him questioningly but he didn’t notice.
“Ah, it’s hopeless, hopeless. You know there's no way out of this”. He rested a hand on the machine and leaned forward slightly, eyes never leaving the screen.
“Trust me, I know, I’ve studied, I’ve tried this. Against such an enemy there is no victory.”
“I know. That's not really the point, is it? The Earth is doomed” he said gravelly. “And you know it. And you have to defend it because someone has to and nobody else will. And you fight, brave to the last, humanity’s best, last defenses falling apart around you.”
“And you might hold them back for a while”, he interrupted. “For a long time maybe. Hundreds upon hundreds will fall at your hand, nameless, faceless, and you have to do it, you have to keep your finger on that trigger and not q
Riffing on Womb (2010) as a Matt Smith fanSo, after a friend’s suggestion, and being a Matt Smith fan, I decided to watch “Womb” (or “Clone” in the USA). Halfway through, I realized that my reactions and comments were getting interesting, so I decided to write them down. And ramble a bit.
It helps if you’ve seen the film too, obviously. In any case, there’s a summary, courtesy of Wikipedia, in the description, which you may want to read. Beware, if you care, for it spoils the entire film. In short, to quote IMDB, “A woman's consuming love forces her to bear the clone of her dead beloved. From his infancy to manhood, she faces the unavoidable complexities of her controversial decision.”
First of all, I want to clarify two things.
One: I liked this movie. I can still do rifftrax and analyse it to hell and back. I always do it. In fact, my friends and I are your worst nightmare in the movie theatre, because we act like we are in the bloody Satellite of Love, no matter how good
Doctor Who: CompanionshipYou, always you,
you perfect, glorious ones,
who make the starless skies shine joyous morning.
Oh you, who laugh and gaze and cry with wonder,
upon the miracles the ageless eye can’t see.
You friends, whose casual talk holds back the nightmares,
whose laugh becomes a breath of tender spring,
whose tears awaken buried, ancient sorrow,
whose death invites the horrid raging storm.
Yours is the hand that keeps the precious balance,
that steadies him who’s standing on the edge
the universe, a load on aching shoulders;
and if you leave, well then, he falls, uncaring
his wings of fire too old and far too broken.
And then another comes, treads lightly down below,
to gaze upon the face that’s ever changing.
Oh, pity me
(I don’t deserve your mercy),
offer me love
(I don’t deserve such hope).
Offer me life to mend hearts torn and broken
(my fault, I know, but please! - always my fault).
You help me stand.
You save me, I don’t save you
(Though I‘ll try and
Mother's DayNinth Doctor
Over 900 years of traveling time and space and he was sure he hadn’t had anyone get under his skin like Captain Jack Harkness. He thought about this as he listened to Jack recall yet another of his outrageous – both in itself and in its amount of sexual content – stories to Rose while they gathered around the console within the TARDIS. He knew though that it was more because of Rose and not so much Jack that this was the case, more because of how she was listening to and laughing with someone else now, not just him. They had all just escaped an ordeal in Kyoto, Japan in the year 1336 which was incidentally far more of an interesting excursion than the one they had made to Raxacoricofallapatorius to return the egg of a Slitheen. Jack was certainly useful. He was smart, quick, maybe too bold at times and a tiny bit reckless in others but generally – assuming he wasn’t openly flirting with any or all of the local species – he was reli
Memoria AgerMemoria Ager
Characters: 10, Rose
Genre: Angst, hurt/comfort
Summary: He opens his eyes, and she's standing on the other side of the stream, smiling softly.
He had always avoided coming here. Nightmares were just as easy to conjure as daydreams on Memoria Ager, and often more potent; nine hundred years had left him with more darkness than he liked. It was also because he was scared about how this place would affect his companions; their wills were strong, but they were only human, and even humans couldn't resist a world where their desires were fact and they could live in an illusion. After the war he'd avoided even a mention of it altogether, knowing how close he was to madness, and knowing that if he landed on Memoria Ager, he would so very easily tip over into a downward spiral which he couldn't escape. But this time, the pain is too hard to ignore; the memories too strong to forget, as he had done in the past.
The stark white wall haunts him now, lurking in his memories, her face f
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