Pierre-Auguste Renoir, Cappo di Monte, Sorrente (Baie de Naples) (detail)
1881

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Pierre-Auguste Renoir, Cappo di Monte, Sorrente (Baie de Naples) (detail)
1881
“It’s always about Rose. There’s no choice, is there?”
me: watching tv show
me: looks down at phone for 0.002 seconds
me: misses entire plot line of episode, introduction of 2 new characters, 1 main character dies, they are in a different country, at some point someone reproduced and offspring are spoiled and someone got a pet cat
me: *talks* wait am i annoying
me: *doesnt talk* wait am i boring
Everybody knows that everybody dies and nobody knows it like the Doctor. But I do think that all the skies of all the worlds might just turn dark if he ever for one moment, accepts it. Everybody knows that everybody dies. But not every day. Not today. Some days are special. Some days are so, so blessed. Some days, nobody dies at all. Now and then, every once in a very long while, every day in a million days, when the wind stands fair, and the Doctor comes to call… everybody lives.
that name keeps me fighting.
women.
clap for women
for billie piper appreciation week, a role i would love to see billie play: an heiress in a wlw gothic romance opposite hayley atwell, pls
(alternatively this could be rose and the fem!doctor in a human nature au; take your pick <3)
I’m sorry, but he’s dead.
and I suppose, if it’s my last chance to say it, rose tyler
I think the thing that bothers me the most when people say things like, “How could the Doctor possibly fall in love with Rose? She was just a regular teenage girl and he was this ancient, amazing alien,” is that that, right there, was the ENTIRE point that RTD was trying to make through their relationship. You have this character, the Doctor, who’s been so many places and lived so long and is obviously brilliant, and you start thinking “yeah, he’s the best, he’s better than everyone else, he should only love/associate with people who are on the same level as him.” And then suddenly you have Rose — a lower-class shop girl with no A-levels — and the Doctor falls in love with her.
Rose breaks apart every elitist ideal, completely shatters the entire concept that some people are better than others because of their social status or profession or education or age, and her relationship with the Doctor shows that it isn’t these things that make people equals. Their story touches on what I’d say is one of the main ideas throughout all of Doctor Who ever, which is that every single human being (or alien) has the potential to do amazing things. That great deeds aren’t saved for the upper classes and the intellectuals. That people are equal because they are people, and if anything were able to make someone “better” than someone else, it wouldn’t be class or age or intellect. It would be the choices people make, how they create themselves. It would be kindness and courage, and sometimes cleverness — not book smarts, not education, just plain old ingenuity — all things which Rose has in multitudes and even rivals the Doctor in at times. You go girl.
The point that Rose and the Doctor’s story makes is that you don’t have to be a certain age or from a certain place or background etc. to be extraordinary and worthy of another, as well as that love has the amazing ability to look past all of those things and see people for who they really are on the inside. I mean, come on, it’s the oldest story in the universe:
the princess who falls in love with the pauper
the lady who falls in love with the farm boy
the wealthy estate owner who falls in love with the woman of modest means
And you only have to look to real life to see that love looks past age too. So of course an ancient, time-traveling alien can fall in love with a young shop girl. Of course a woman with more compassion than the ocean could hold can fall in love with a man who’s killed billions. Because love looks at what matters. It’s really good at that. And if you think otherwise, you’re missing out on the entire message the Doctor has been trying to tell us for the last fifty plus years. And in that case, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.
i’ve never watched doctor who but i’ve always loved the concept of weeping angels
- William Shakespeare
i don’t think russell t davies understands how he permanently changed the trajectory of my entire existence when he brought rose tyler back on s4, and then beat all the odds to give the doctor and rose the happy ending that they both deserved