#watching Doctor who fics

[patheticpeoplesupreme]

Imagine a “Watching Doctor Who fic” but it’s the companion’s family, like… Brian Williams actually seeing what they did on their adventures and Anthony seeing a younger version of his parents, it’d shock Amy’s family how they never existed for more than half her life

And suddenly woah Rory’s a centurion and then Anthony would realise woah, he has a sister and her name’s melody— no, river song???

(I think they’d talk about Mels to Anthony, but there’s only so much you can tell your kid without revealing that she was kidnapped and brainwashed to kill someone lmao)

Like, Brian and Anthony has heard about it but it’s not the same as feeling and experiencing the chaos.

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Or the doctor and companions watching Future River Song’s timeline, I see a few watching the show fics but they never get to River😞

Sorry guys the Ponds are my favourite

[chosetoseethebestinyou]

*RTD writing a grand finale where old companions come back and he teases a David Tennant regeneration but then he just splits in half and one of him gets to live his well deserved happily ever after*

[muirmarie]

Me: I joke about writing the same McCoy centric story over and over again in different ways

Me: and like. I love doing it and imma keep doing it because it makes me happy.

Me: but also. I do sometimes wonder if it's like. A little Much.

Me: like maybe I should branch out or something

Me: [reads another fundamental and extremely insulting misread of McCoy's character by someone who is clearly making a Choice to cast McCoy as the villain, because they have to get him out of the way of spirk, because they're too???? idk immature??? to realize that even when you're in a relationship with one person, other ppl can and SHOULD still be important to you]

Me: lmao I hope I AM too much actually!!!! I hope it is 100% obnoxious how much I love that doctor!!!!! Time to write more versions of the same story of McCoy being forced to realize that he is loved and cared for!!!!!!

Me: I KNOW MY NICHE AND IMMA DIE IN THAT NICHE, THANKS

[gallifreyanhotfive]

Broke: 'Watching the show' fics where companions only watch episodes that happened post-Time War

Woke: 'Watching the show' fics where the companions are subjected to a temporally complex shitshow from before, during, and after the Time War where they see some of the most depraved shit I can find in the EU

[doverstar]

"Life, my life. Sometimes it feels sort of…not quite…real."

Visuals For My Fics: Will "Eleven" Mott from Lost and Rewritten

[aletterinthenameofsanity]

Every doctor falls somewhere on an autism-ADHD scale and 11 and 13 are at opposite ends yet would vibe harder than any other doctors. In this essay I will-

[quietwingsinthesky]

Theta/Koschei

Koschei decides to ‘force a regeneration’ to see if it gets rid of the drums.

I’ll let you decide at which point in that process Theta finds him.

>:) (<- evil)

The first thing Koschei hears is Theta-

No, the first thing he hears is the drums. He cringes in on his new body, its limbs awkwardly long and its hair in his face. He claws at his head, and when his nails aren’t strong enough to get inside and scratch the noise out, he starts pounding at his temples. It only encourages the drums to get louder. All he can smell is bitter metal, on his skin, in his mouth, soaked through. It was supposed to be cast off a new regeneration, so why is his blood still clinging to him?

He feels the hands wrap around his wrists and force him to stop. He feels the body kneeling next to his. “You jumped,” Theta hiccups. “You jumped!”

Koschei peers up at the cliffs above. The skies look like they’re burning overhead. Good, he thinks, good, burn down with me.

Him at the edge. Theta frozen feet away. An expression on their face he’d never seen, no matter how much they’d gotten into trouble in the past.

He scared his friend.

“I- I couldn’t move,” Theta says, like they need his forgiveness. “I tried! I couldn’t move! You jumped!”

“It didn’t work,” Koschei says, unable to summon up more reaction than a statement of fact. Theta shivers and wraps around him. They’re shorter than him. He didn’t think about that—only the blessed promise of relief. It’s all that he can hold onto now, Theta’s terrified expression as he tilted over the edge and their body, too small to bundle him up in their arms anymore like they used to. They bury their tears in his hair.

“Of course it didn’t work. You can regenerate, you can’t-” Their voice shatters. Koschei tries to be gentle, but he flinches at the pounding in his head, shoving Theta’s shoulder. Stubbornly, they hold on tighter. “I won’t let you go back up there. I won’t.”

“It didn’t work,” he repeats, like it’ll make sense to them. It hits him, suddenly, what he’s done. The obviousness of it, his whole body a betrayal of a moment’s grasp at peace, how could he- He wants to hide in Theta’s arms, but he can’t, he’s too tall.

“I did this,” Theta says. “It’s my fault. I did this.”

“No,” he snaps. He won’t have it taken from him, even as he can’t look at the shame of it. It was his choice; he jumped. “You told me to get away from the edge.”

“Shut up!” Theta is trying to crush him. His ribs ache from the way their fists jam into his sides. “I pushed you, understand?” He wriggles.

“You didn’t-”

“Koschei, you jumped,” Theta says, voice gone near a whisper again, and he listens to that more readily than he does when they match his volume and fight with him. “I don’t know what they’ll do to you if you jumped.”

He understands.

“You pushed me,” he agrees.

“It was an accident,” they build.

“The wind was too strong. I lost my footing.”

“And I pushed you too hard. We shouldn’t have been this close to the edge.”

“I forgive you.” Theta’s breathing stutters.

“You have a stupid amount of hair now,” they mumble. Koschei agrees. His head hurts so much, and he can’t place what’s worse: the drop after sudden regeneration, or the fresh bruises from hitting himself, or the drums, they’re louder now, he made them louder-

“It didn’t work,” he says a final time, no longer numb to it. His vision blurs, and his breath is coming one-two, three-four, one-two, three-four, stop it, stop it, stop it!

Theta touches his face, smearing his tears over his cheeks. They jam their forehead forward, close the distance until the entire universe is the two of them, alone.

He has to escape somehow. He grasps at Theta’s mind, not calm, always whirring and humming but quiet compared to his. He sinks into them with a sob.

They’re still there, in the back of his head, beating away.

He tries to pretend it’s only the sound of Theta’s hearts.

Maybe, for a moment, he even believes it.

[beanhusk]

funny about that spaceship thing remember gramps used to talk about flying saucers and then he stopped he used to talk about aliens and UFOs and little green men then he never mentioned them again right about the time i forgot everything there's just this gap sometimes i think there's something missing like i had something lovely and it's gone i kind of look to the side like something should be there but it's not and i know i've got rose and shaun and you and the biggest sausage roll i've ever seen frankly i should be happy i should be really happy but some nights i lie in bed thinking what have i lost !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[raaorqtpbpdy]

I’ve never been particularly interested in self-insert fic, nor had any desire to write one (no judgement or anything, if you do, more power to you; it’s just not for me), but watching House MD as a disabled person who’s gone through six doctors and three years trying to get a diagnosis from people who are content to treat a symptom without ever investigating the underlying cause is filling me with a great desire to write a self-insert where House calls all my previous doctors morons and figures out in the span of a week what no one else has come close to in three years.

That would be very cathartic, I think. Only problem is I don’t actually know what I have and therefore what his conclusion would be, because all my doctors have been focused on treating one single symptom (to no effect) rather than figuring out what’s actually wrong.

[mrcowboydeanwinchester]

omg new 10k jo/meg fic just dropped it's a homoerotic high school au with stabbing and crack but mainly lesbianism and it's called revenge for dummies also there's like awesome art for it by @keikakudom

[rapha-reads]

The Wedding of River Song takes place inside The Impossible Astronaut. Just. The diegetic time of TWoRS is comprised inside a second of diegetic time of TIA. How not to go a bit insane thinking about it.

It's just. Reality branching out into a new reality from one second split of a decision taken or not. Whole dimensions born from a single moment. All the paths, all the lives comprised in a single time...

Going a bit insane thinking about time, actually.

[haventacluewhatimdoing]

Okay so the Doctor and the Brigadier are married but not romantically involved imo

[smallblueandloud]

i keep feeling like. there's something parallel between rose and yaz's endings. maybe parallel isn't the right word -- but i keep wanting to draw comparisons, i think because they're two characters who really defined specific doctors and for whom it's basically confirmed the doctor returned their (romantic) feelings

(they're not the ONLY ones who fit this description, but i'm in no way qualified to talk about clara or even river, so bear with me)

it just feels. i don't know. rose never leaves on purpose. she is separated from the doctor, forcibly, every single time. the doctor sends her home, or she gets stuck in an alternate universe, or the doctor leaves her in the same alternate universe. every single time, she fights to get back to the doctor. the writers had to create a perfect happy ending for her (half-human version of her doctor who'll age along with her, in the alternate universe where her father is alive) because otherwise she wouldn't stop fighting to get back to the doctor, and the show can't have that. the show needs to move on. we need rose to fade into the past.

i haven't seen all of yaz's episodes, but her arc seems very similar from the limited amount i've seen. she keeps fighting to get back to the doctor. she's in love with the doctor, and the doctor basically confirms returning her feelings, albeit in a very stilted, hesitant, doctor-y way (compare "imagine that happening to someone you--" with "and if i was going to, believe me, it would be with you").

but when yasmin's doctor regenerates... yaz is just expected to. step away, go back to living her life, never see the doctor again. kinda like the abandonment that most companions have ever experienced -- getting dropped off once and then goodbye forever! -- except with more of the onus on her. the show has to move on from rose's era, so she gets dumped on a beach. the show has to move on from yasmin's era, so yaz has to accept that the doctor is going off to die alone. she has to make her peace with that information.

i don't know. i think yaz's ending is trying to go hand-in-hand with graham and ryan's purposeful exit -- it seems like the chibnall era tried really hard to have Not Terrible endings for companions. which is very admirable! but honestly? yasmin's ending feels crueler than most, including rose's. yaz was in love with the doctor. the doctor reciprocated those feelings. they should've gotten their equivalent of s2-era 10rose! she should've gotten a chance to stay with the doctor through their regeneration, the way other love interests have been able to (s/o to river and clara!).

i know this is because of the limitations of the show. bad ratings meant chibnall left after only one regeneration, and new incarnations of the show rarely bring in characters from other eras.

but i'm still very sad for yaz :( like yes, she wasn't just dumped on the curb without warning. but she was still expected to say goodbye to someone she loved, knowing that person was dying, and not say a word of protest. if the previous history of the show is any indication, she's never going to see the doctor again. she doesn't get a half-human version of the doctor to live out her days with, and she's not "allowed" to fight to get back to the doctor, either, due to the way the show's structured (but also the way the doctor talked about them saying goodbye). she has to live the rest of her life knowing that the doctor is out there, perfectly capable of visiting, and the only reason they won't visit is because yaz is from a specific time of their life that they've moved on from.

i know she has the companion support group. and i know she'll move on! she's yaz. she's strong and self-actualized. she'll be okay, eventually. but she has to be okay, you know? she has to learn to live without the doctor. rose never had to do that.

it just makes me sad :(

[gallifreyanhotfive]

*insert warning about me talking about my watching the show fic on 0 hrs of sleep*

What if I gave the companions complete whiplash by showing them a Charley Era Eighth Doctor story and then immediately after a Time War Era one or something like that.

Like what if I did that.

BEHOLD THE DUALITY OF EIGHT

NONE OF THEM ARE PREPARED

[jackfromthefairytale]

we need a year of martha jones x torchwood crossover. we need content of the team braving the toclafane. we need them individually interacting with martha, living like it's their last lives followed by a postscript of her recounting that reality and how it changed them, her needing to differentiate the two versions of these people, her having to deal with their deaths twice, just like jack

[violethyacinth]

guess who started watching Star Trek Deep Space Nine 🤪