Doctor Who Fangirl-ism

[peroxidepirate]

Again with the convergence of multiple areas of my life, though this one's somewhat more trivial: I find myself absolutely surrounded by David Tennant fangirls. Not sure what to make of it, but... ladies, y'all are adorable with the squeefulness, so carry on.

I even have a contribution, in case anyone hasn't seen it:


In my (totally unbiased, of course) opinion, Matt Smith is adorable here. I'm sure some of you will appreciate Tennant, too. (FYI: Matt Smith is on the Nathan Fillion list; David Tennant, though I absolutely love him as an actor, is not.)

This segues nicely into another bit of fannish rambling. I'm still slowly making a second pass through New Who, as I tend to do with shows I get obsessed over.

The other day, I re-watched "The Girl in the Fireplace." It's one of Moffat's episodes, and like everything he writes, I found it suspenseful and at least a little creepifying the first time through. But part of what I love about his writing is that ("Flesh and Stone" excepted) the creepiness dissipates once I know what's going on. So this time, I was able to focus on other things. I think this is one of my overall favorite episodes, both for the story contained within it, and for its contribution to the season-long (and series-long) arc.

It was pretty clear to me, this time, that Reinette's role in the series is to make sure the audience knows that the Doctor -- this Doctor, anyway; Tennant's Doctor or RTD's Doctor -- is capable of having the full, human range of responses to a human. He's capable of feeling not just friendship, protectiveness and affection; not just love; but also attraction and all-out lust. Look at the scene where Reinette kisses the Doctor the first time. She initiates it, sure, but watch Tennant's hands, and look at the expression on his face after she backs away. He's utterly gobsmacked. And that knowledge -- that a human woman can make him feel like that -- is important to understanding the emotional context of the rest of the season. The next time I remember seeing that awed expression is in "The Idiot's Lantern," when he first sees Rose in her 1950s get-up. We have to see all this in order to understand the magnitude of the events that take place over the rest of the season.

The other thing that struck me, on rewatching "The Girl in the Fireplace," was the sheer prettiness of it. The golden lighting, the use of color, even the contrast between the coldness of the ship and the warmth of 18th century France. Sophia Myles in period costume, and especially that one scene between Sophia Myles and Billie Piper...  I could watch it on a loop for 24 hours straight and not get bored. All I want ever in life for Christmas is Rose/Reinette, and where was that idea when I was placing my request for femslash10 ? My god. I get all wobbly from the pretty. (Oh -- is this how you guys feel about Tennant?)

Of course, that drives all more complicated thoughts entirely out of my head. And that's ok: I'm home for the night, I have a beer and a cheese sandwich, and I still have room for several dozen more LJ icons. So I'm going to play with pretty pictures of pretty girls.

Comments

[opalgirl28.livejournal.com]

Oh, man. Rose/Reinette. Or, in keeping with the trend, Rose/Reinette/Ten?

I find both Tennant and Smith adorable in that "aww, you're cute. *ruffle*" way. My first thought is always not "I'd hit that", but rather: "... I think I'd break that."

(My heart belongs to Eccleston, but we knew that).

[peroxidepirate.livejournal.com]

"Or, in keeping with the trend, Rose/Reinette/Ten?"

Nuh-uh. I thought about that, too, but I think it would be too... lopsided, somehow? I don't think there's any Ten threesome that works for me, actually. He's so needy; it would be too easy for it to become All About The Doctor. YMMV, of course.

"rather: "... I think I'd break that."

LOL! There is that.

[opalgirl28.livejournal.com]

You're right. From an emotional perspective, any relationship involving Ten (especially a triad) would be a mess. Doesn't mean it wouldn't be pretty. And isn't fandom all about the pretty these days? :P

[peroxidepirate.livejournal.com]

I'm not saying I wouldn't read it if there was some, but... I'm not convinced. Yet, anyway.

(Nine's an emotional trainwreck, too, of course -- but he seems to ignore it most of the time. Um, it might not be a good sign that I think that makes him more relationship-ready. :-/ )

[opalgirl28.livejournal.com]

IDK that Nine's so much of an outward emotional trainwreck; he may not necessarily be as needy as Ten.

IMO, Nine would be more likely to push people away from him, avoid potential relationships like the plague, and probably treat people who wouldn't let him push them away poorly in an attempt to make them GTFO. Because he just hates himself that much. (At least, that's what he's doing right now, when he speaks to me; he doesn't seem to think of himself as deserving).

But, yes, most of the Doctors are as a general rule trainwrecks, for various reasons. (Seven was largely a manipulative bastard, One was a grumpy old man who didn't seem to like *anyone*, Three liked to yell at things, Five made decisions by coin toss, Six was a bit egotistical...).

[peroxidepirate.livejournal.com]

Yes -- Nine's avoidant, and has a fair amount of self-loathing. But it's mostly inward-directed, so while his relationships (of whatever nature) might be superficial or distant, I don't see them being quite as hard for the other party(ies). Whereas Ten's needy and knows it; and he sort of still hates himself, but also sort of thinks he's entitled to emotional support. That can be a really bad mix.

Though I'm sure both of them would say they're terrible with relationships and shouldn't be counted on.

*sticks fingers in ears* LALALALALA I can't hear you. I really want to sit down and watch some Classic Who, but I have to stay away from Netflix if I'm going to do this crazy NaNo thing. *pouts*

[green-maia.livejournal.com]

I have never fangirled an actor before! I really, truly haven't. In fact, I've, um, actually...*deep breath*...confession time...I've been a Spike fan for years and I used to, um, sometimes feel a bit, um...superior...when friends squeeed about James Marsters. I love Spike, but while James Marsters is certainly beautiful, I'm not attracted to him at all. And always thought I would never squee like that. And, um, I kind of felt, um, a bit superior when I saw other people squeeing.

I think the Universe is laughing at me now.

[opalgirl28.livejournal.com]

Laugh back at it. :P

[peroxidepirate.livejournal.com]

*nods* I feel that way about Spike, too.

I've been at least a little fangirl-y about celebrities before, though... everyone has their own taste, you know? It's just a weird coincidence that people in my RL and my LJ-land are Tennant fangirling all over the place right now. :)

Like Val says, you should definitely laugh back at the universe.

[kitty-ryan.livejournal.com]

Rose/Reinette. Hmmm....now I know what to write for your birthday *grin*

[peroxidepirate.livejournal.com]

&hearts &hearts &hearts

Though Rose/Reinette written by you might actually be a fatal amount of pretty.

ETA: Please don't feel like you have to write me something, especially not during NaNo month! I'm even making my parents wait until December to celebrate.

[kitty-ryan.livejournal.com]

Of course! *grin* There is, however, the distinct possibility that there'll be a point in November where I have to write SOMETHING that is not NaNo related, in which case, I now have an idea. Otherwise, don't expect anything until December

[wishingwillow.livejournal.com]

....don't even ask how I got here. And I apologize for any intrusion...


From the dim shadows of the TARDIS Reinette caught sight of another flash of blond hair, and it occurred to her then that they were both waiting on exactly the same thing. That being the same man.

Most likely it was Rose herself that had hung the small plant in the console room doorway, in anticipation of the moment the Doctor would walk through. He was not a man to be cornered often, his energy and temperament assured them of that. And Reinette suspected through the quiet understanding she and Rose shared, that they both knew this season afforded the rare opportunity to --

Well, to take certain advantage of the endearing, frustrating, brilliant man they both loved.

None of that had been said aloud, of course. Their silent understanding in these months of travel would never be that inclusive. But it was known.

Rose was standing there, under her mistletoe looking somewhat startled at Reinette's appearance. Frustrated at the idea of sharing, and disappointed that her hair was not shorter, browner, and more inclined to disarray.

Among a great many other things.

And in that moment, Reinette made a decision. It was difficult to say precisely why. Perhaps it stemmed from their understanding, or their mutual loneliness, or the fact that Rose was a very attractive girl. Whatever it might be there was a sort, precise nod of Reinette's head and then she crossed the room. Destination very clear.

Reinette caught Rose's face between the palms of both her hands, before something like escape to could be determined as a possible conclusion. And then she brought her mouth down over the younger woman's.

She had known the distinct impression of meeting Rose from the inside, out. For while they had met briefly before, an image flickering through a fireplace and the girl at the Fireplace Man's side? It was only when her own mind touched the Doctor's that Reinette was finally introduced to Rose.

Rose with all her joy and energy, her ability to warm the coldest of places and to ask the hardest of questions. There was instinct and intelligence, ready to be shown the beauty of the universe. And all the complicated emotions that she created within the Doctor himself. This was how Reinette met Rose.

This was how she kissed her. For it would be impossible for some of that not to slip through. From mind to mind, and mouth to mouth. Her tongue swept into the warm, dark recesses of Rose's mouth, one hand moving to lose itself in her hair. There was another image then. It caught in the wind behind her as she ran, and how beautiful she appeared doing so. The other hand remained just on Rose's cheek, feeling the seductive sensations of their mouths working together.

It only occurred to Reinette then that Rose might not be so inclined to this moment, and so her hold loosened. But there she remained, the younger invading the older with skills of her own.


Inside, then out.

From the hottest, most hidden corners of her mouth and then working one's way out until finally Reinette's lips brushed gently over Rose's before pulling away so that proper introduction might be had.

"Hello."

Only then, from the far corner of the room could another voice be heard.

"What???"

[peroxidepirate.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's lovely! Thank you very much for writing & posting it.