#that’s right I’m back on my let Rory have male friends crusade

[anxiouspotatorants]

“Coffee?” “Check,” Rory replied and held the can up. Marty nodded in acknowledgement. “Great, I got snacks covered with leftovers from last night’s alumni event. Glenn what have you got?” Glenn passed the threshold into the dorm and collapsed on the sofa with a frown: “Designated curriculum and despair.” “That’s everything, then?” Rory asked Marty. “Looks like it.”

The Yale Debbie Downers: a friendship ship

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[pochapal]

I hate doctor 11 but ive never been able to explain why in like words lmao. He feels like such a mary sue character imo and like theres something about his characterisation that was always just really ineffective (like the stuff about fishfingers and custard or whatever it was). Imo i'd love to hear you give top 5 worst things about the 11 era because i rlly just love when it gets torn apart

i hold nothing but a seething contempt and loathing for that man. every time he appeared on screen i felt ready to snap like a riled up chimpanzee in my enclosure. i am frothing at the mouth and overcome with a desire to start flinging heavy objects. this might be incoherent and inconsistent but i started this rewatch in feb 2020 and only finished this week so i got through 11′s episodes last august/september time and i refuse to revisit it to jog my memory or fact check anything i’m saying here because this man does not deserve the space in my mind for that.

the first thing is i can’t fucking STAND the quirky whimsy timey wimey bit he has going on all of the time. i can’t even say this is because this is a kids show and i was a teen and then adult when i first properly watched him but actually!! when i was eleven years old i’d sleep over at a friend’s house most weekends and it always coincided with the airing of a new season 5 episode and i remember we watched the finale with the dumb time hopping to get out of the box prison that was never explained and didn’t make sense and i thought at the time “this is really stupid”. and before that my only other doctor who exposure was watching the david tennant christmas specials with another friend and throughout childhood my only opinion on doctor who was “this is a tv show that is not for me but is one that all the boys i am friends with like so i will put up with it to maintain our friendships” but at least those episodes were both suspenseful and engaging enough to keep me watching all the way through. like who the fuck does an end of the world sci fi plot and approaches it with an “oopsy woopsy i am a funny little alien man who is going to stop you all by making you do a hecking silly” like it’s unneeded and self-parodies an already cheesy show to the point where it becomes unwatchable and makes it impossible to ever take this man seriously.

next thing that downright sucks ass so badly is the stupid fucking overwritten constantly escalating plotlines. like everything from season 5 up until his regeneration at the end of season 7 is meant to be this grand interconnected cosmic plot about how...the doctor trying to bring back his planet will end the universe or something so all the top powers across all of reality tried again and again to stop him from doing that except he doesn’t know what’s going on so he keeps thwarting these people who supposedly mean good?? i mean i sure don’t fucking know what they were trying to say!! like for some reason we never get the doctor suddenly becomes this superdemon that threatens everything so these people (whoever they are) decide to, in sequence: suck him through a time rift to erase him from existence, trap him in a prison and remake a universe without him, take his companion’s baby and turn her into a perfectly trained doctor killer, form two(!!) secret societies to hunt him throughout history that are only stopped by his companion splintering herself across his personal timeline to protect him, and repeatedly cause reality collapsing events because it’s a kinder outcome for the universe than what he will do. this grand and terrible event turns out to be...he spends a few hundred years chilling by a rift that leads to his home planet and protects a few generations of children from monsters which convinces them to give him infinite regeneration power then fuck off back to their pocket universe. and it’s like!! what is the point of anything that happens in this man’s era when everything is always “the darkest moment” or whatever the fuck!! i don’t care!! we never get a compelling reason to believe this bumbling clown of a man could ever be a universal threat!! the whole thing is so dumb i hate it!!!

thing number three i hate is how the eleventh doctor is ALSO characterised as this abrasive egotistic male supergenius to the point where he becomes genuinely indistinguishable from bbc sherlock. genuinely who enjoyed seeing this guy constantly tell people their tiny human minds can’t comprehend what he’s doing and then basically just wave his magic wand to solve whatever problem each episode is facing. 2012 is the year of human sin because this fucking shitsmear character archetype somehow became both a redditor role model AND a tumblr sexyman and it’s like!! nobody is enjoying this stop making this seem cool! him saying timey wimey thing any time he does anything is frustrating and dumb and locks the viewer out of giving a fuck about anything that is happening! smartest man in the room syndrome is a disease and the eleventh doctor is terminal with it. like remember how they established river as an accomplished scientist (when she wasn’t being a child soldier or a time paradox or whatever the fuck) and every time that came up mr doctor eleven man was like “oh this thing is obvious because i’m a genius and you didn’t realise because your brain is tiny so get out of the way and let the grownups think” or that time it turned out amy had been replaced with a slime clone for half the season and the doctor chewed rory (audience surrogate) out for somehow not realising this fact we didn’t know right from the start and like. this served no purpose other than to draw into severe question why the doctor is also this super beloved magical figure implicitly trusted by all children everywhere like. mr steven moffat is totally allergic to writing and solving mysteries in his tv show and fuck you for wanting to figure things out as you go along based on the new evidence you uncover at strategic plot intervals just let this asshole man use magical thinking to reveal he knew the answer all along and you’re a fucking idiot for not also realising this thing which had no basis or precedent anywhere else in the show.

speaking of dumb things let us not forget the absolute shitshow that was minority representation in this era. i’m not even talking about the low hanging fruit of how genuinely unironically sexist amy and clara were written where each episode moffat either seemed to loathe them or was incredibly horny over them and they had no character growth or arc or fucking anything. i’m talking about how fucking shit terrible the incidental representation was. god remember how every single fucking gay person who appeared in this era was written as one incredibly fucking stupid joke and how the women were all either sexy dominatrix, feeble girl in love, or Mother (or all three in some really terrible cases) and i’m not qualified to talk about this but also how incredibly white this era was and how on two separate occasions we had monarchs reimagined as sexy girlbosses with a gun played by black women who the doctor leched over. nothing about any of this was good ESPECIALLY coming off the back of rtd who was surprisingly forward thinking for 2005 and did a really good job of positing travel with the doctor as queer allegory. in comparison moffat gave us THE MOST heterosexual shlock i’ve ever had to endure. amy and rory could have been interesting characters were they not hemmed into this domestic bickering young straight married couple bullshit that was in no way changed or altered by traveling with the doctor except for the quasi incestuous river song reveal that was dumb and bad and stupid.

the last major mega gripe i have with the series is moffat’s fucking jingoistic boner for british military aesthetics. this carried over throughout his entire tenure as showrunner but was super terrible vomit inducing in eleven’s era. the unironic admiration for ww2 britain and winston churchill is downright wretched. are you incapable of telling a second world war story outside of churchill’s london and plucky blitz fighters. shit gives me hives so badly. and then!!! that weird church owned army that features in the future that end up being bad not for the concept of what basically amounts to an imperialistic intergalactic rendition of the fucking crusades but because they’re part of the nonsense go nowhere puzzlebox narrative that says the doctor is a not good man who will do bad things to the universe :(. remember how rtd’s doctor was a freshly traumatised man hot off the war criminal press who time and time again vehemently refuses to engage in military violence, but who tragically inadvertently turns every one of his companions into soldiers in his own personal army, and he has this moment of complete horror at the realisation and it is this which causes the downward spiral that ends in 10′s regeneration. and then how there’s this cringe line about how there’s a force of people who are “the doctor’s army, always ready to fight his battles when he’s not around” or some shit and then it turns out this is actually massive literal military operation and we’re meant to celebrate this. fuck off.

bonus round because this needs to be said but i have never hated anything like i hated that fucking human tardis episode. everything about it induced violent anger in me from the sickening overindulgence of that softgoth dark whimsy helena bonham carter tim burton aesthetic to the bafflingly terrible evil carny stereotype of those junk scavengers to the overblown sudden tragic shipbait romance of human tardis and the doctor. every word out of her mouth was trite shit and the fact that the death of her body was presented as this super emotional dramatic scene despite there being no buy in or incentive to care and the fact that every single person on tumblr in 2012 ate that shit up like it was fucking gourmet. i loathe every single thing about that episode so much.

[her-world-on-fire]

Reckless. {Rory Regan x Reader}

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Requested by @catching-fire-in-the-wind

Summary: The reader is a personal friend of Rory’s and roommate. She puts the pieces together about Rory and is worried about him.

A/N: This one is a little angsty, but it has a happy ending. 

Word Count: 1822

Rory Regan x Fem! Reader

“Y/N, L/N?” The voice spoke as clear as day as it spoke calmly, somehow trying to provide any kind of consolation to the bombshell that was going to be dropped on her. The call, was calm before the storm, the storm that had all started last year, on Genesis day. She lived in Star City, she was the only one he knew to turn to. His family was gone he didn’t know where to go. He thought of her, they had known each other since childhood. She didn’t recognize the voice at all, she listened to the foreign voice once more, breaking her out of her trance. “Miss, are you there?” The male voice spoke, she had no idea why she was called in the middle of the day. She was at work, “Yes, this is her.” Was the first thing she managed to get out, she walked out of the precinct, collecting her thoughts, this could only mean a few things. As a police officer, she knew the possibilities. “We have you listed as an emergency contact for Rory Regan.” Her heart sank, she had just spoken with him yesterday, she had been too busy to catch up with him today. If they were calling her, this was bad. Why wasn’t the rest of his family contacted her. Then the pieces started coming together, Heavenrock, Rory lived there. She had been too focused to realize, she felt guilt over come her body. She didn’t even tell anyone where she was going.

She took her jacket and police car. She was going to get hell later, but he needed her. She sped over with her lights on, she was breaking so many rules. When she got there, still in uniform bulletproof vest and jacket on she got many looks. She took in a deep breath and pulled herself together before speaking to the nurse at the desk. “Excuse me,” Her voice trembled out of breath, the adrenaline pumping through her veins, heart racing. All the rules she had broken, along with the running hit her and left her without any oxygen. “I’m here for Rory Regan, I’m his emergency contact.” She was given the room number by the nurse, she didn’t ask about his state, she didn’t have time. She needed to see him for herself. She arrived at his door, he sat up, his eyes bloodshot. He was on an oxygen tank, to help him breathe. He had been sedated, and his face was smeared in thick grey smudges from the explosion. He was unharmed, but was in distress. She had seen this many times with only survivors, they were so distraught they had to be sedated to calm down. The oxygen was from after the explosion, the smoke he inhaled looking in the debris, as he was pulled away by fire fighters. His eyes met hers as they watered again, he sniffled as she got closer. He removed the mask, “Y/N,” His voice broke, she couldn’t bear seeing him like this. But she thought it absolutely selfish to shed a tear, she needed to be strong. He had just been through hell. She stopped by his bedside, and held him as he sobbed for hours. She will never forget the noises he made. He screamed, and sobbed until his voice gave out. Until he whispered, and he didn’t say a word for the rest of the day.  “They’re never going to hurt anyone again.”

When he was released, Captain Lance gave his sympathy and let her pass with all the rules she broke. In addition he gave her a week off, to adjust to Rory. He had moved in with her and was slowly beginning to talk again. But she needed to get back to work, she supported them financially until he was able to support himself. She was also a valued and decorated Detective with the SCPD. With her work schedule she was doing the best she could, and it worked, for a while. Until the thoughts of vengeance, and revenge cursed his mind and crossed his lips. She didn’t think he would act on those impulses but still kept her guard up. Then they received reports Evan Wender being suffocated, she was stumped and stayed up all night. Rory hovered over her shoulder reviewing her progress, he was in the ICU. He was the vice president of Amertek. She looked at the time and sighed, she needed to get to sleep. She was supposed to be at the charity event by request of the mayor, to triple the police presence at the event. She was going to get to the bottom of it, before she started looking at his background, Rory came behind her. “You’re still up, stumped with the case?” She nodded and sighed, her eyes finally leaving the files after hours, she went to reach for her coffee, but he stopped her. “Get some sleep, and come in with fresh eyes tomorrow.” he suggested, the two took care of each other, they were all they had. He had a protectiveness over her, and looked out for her. She nodded, and began putting the files away with his help, and then got into the shower.

Her mind was going into overdrive in the shower, as her mind was mind was called back to last year. The explosion, she gasped dropping the contents in her hands. The explosion, AmerTek, Rory, they all connected, as his words rang on her ears. An echo of anger dripped off his words. He wouldn’t suffocate him, she said, personally, she couldn’t believe it. No way her Rory could’ve right? They produced the missile that destroyed his town, her clear conscience said back to her. She needed to help him, but she needed evidence, she had to wait. She got out of the shower, and didn’t get much sleep as the doubts filled her mind. There was a very real possibility he was behind them and she need to prepare herself for that. The next morning she woke up bright and early, ready for the event. Uniformed, and alert she stood at her post, an exit where she had visibility of the clinic. Her eyes constantly scanning the room, Janet was thrown across the room, her body landing with a loud crash as a scream was ripped from  her lungs. She was picked up again by her ankle and pinned against the wall. As the scene unfolded around her, her heart skipped beats, the man pining Janet, was covered in rags. She remembered Rory telling her in detail, his father gave him enchanted rags to keep him unharmed by the explosion. And just as fast as it happened, he was gone. When she got home, her head was pounding, she needed to get him help and fast. At this rate, he was going to be in serious trouble. Rory sat on the counter, his eyes focused on Y/N as she walked in the door. “Y/N, please.”

“No Rory, I’m not stupid, you’re facing serious charges. I could lose my job, do you know what you’ve done?!” She shouted, his decisions were affecting her, she would lose everything if anyone knew about Rory and his rags. “I know what I’m doing Y/N, I’m getting justice.” He said, he was always calm during fights, he never really raised his voice. He had a calm demeanor, but he wasn’t the same lately. “This is not justice. This is being reckless! You’re going to get me fired, or get yourself arrested! I’m scared you’re going to hurt someone real bad. Wender is okay, but Janet? You could’ve killed her today. You don’t know what you’re making me do. Please don’t go on this crusade, I know you Rory. You’re better than this.” He sighed and replied coldly, “That was before they made me into this.” She was lost, she couldn’t turn him in, as if she didn’t have enough on her plate. She heard Rory leave and buried her head in her hands. She took her gun and badge and followed him. Little did she know what she was walking into. An arms deal between a deadly force, Tobias Church. Rory wasted no time jumping in, bullet being shot in his every direction. She instinctively reached for her gun, but hesitated, she would surely get reprimanded if she knew about this. But she left in in her grasp, as things escalated, the Green Arrow showed up, and she couldn’t stay back any longer. She took out a few of Church’s men, Tobias’s eyes locked on hers, before he could do anything, the Green Arrow interfered.

He shouted for her to get out of here, but she went to Rory, as he held Janet above with his rags. “No! No!” She cried, and then she looked back at him. He was struggling as Tobias held an arrow over him, “Stop it! Leave her alone, it won’t bring them back! Help him, you can save him!” He was snapped out of his vengeance filled rage as his eyes gazed upon her. “Ragman!” He shouted and Rory’s head snapped to the situation in front of him. He pushed her behind him, “Stay here, don’t leave from behind me.” He said, he knew she wouldn’t leave if he begged, and he was needed. Rory took Tobias and threw him into a car. “Thank you.” The hooded man said, and Rory’s attention went back to Janet, she ran desperately trying to get away. “Thank me by not standing in my way.” Rory growled, “Let her go! It’s over.” He shouted as the sound of sirens flooded the building. “Get out of here both of you.” Y/N said as she displayed her badge, thinking of how she was going to explain the catastrophe. “And thank you.” She said before the two took off. She said she was in the area and she went off to take a statement. When she got home later, Rory was waiting for her, by the door. Roses in hand, and an apologetic look written on his face. “I’m sorry,” He engulfed her in a hug and kissed her forehead. “I’m glad you’re safe, i put you in danger today, and he made me really take in what I’ve been doing to you.” He began explaining the Green Arrow’s offer, and what made him agree. “I thought of my dad and how he saved my life. He saved your life, and I don’t know what I would’ve done without you.” His forehead pressed against hers, and she closed the space between them. They were in this together, now and forever.

“’m just glad to finally have you back Rory.”

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