Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby, kiss me
Martha Jones. The one who had the misfortune of falling in love with a man still mourning a loss. And you know what? I liked her unrequited love story. Because not everybody gets the happy ending they imagined
. none of the companions did actually.And I honestly believe that if the Doctor was completely honest with her from the beginning their relationship would have been so much better. Martha walked the earth, she laughed in the Master’s face and she helped heal a broken man. She also had the strength to walk away. But not forever. Also, I will defend her marriage to Mickey until the day I die, because only he can truly understand her, he can relate to her demons. Martha Jones does not deserve the unreasonable hate she receives from this fandom, because you know what? She is good. Ugh I still fail at meta You guys can add to this. But no hate please. for any of the companions.
Rose Tyler. Love her. Hate her. You can’t deny that Rose was special to the Doctor. But she wasn’t better than any other companion. I hate comparing companions, because they are all clearly different and helped the Doctor in their own ways. Rose was selfish in way that most people are. But she was tired of her life, she didn’t hate it, but she didn’t love it either. Rose, if anything, loved adventure just as much as the Doctor did and she didn’t think too much about leaving everything she knew behind. But she was not running away from her life. When Doomsday happens, Rose Tyler suddenly grows up. In Turn Left, we can clearly see how different she was. More world weary, sadder, harder, colder. But she was still Rose. In the end, she receives the gift of being able live a life with her own Doctor. One where her version of forever is possible.
asked by pineappleyogurtandwhitecollars
Three weeks time. But you’ve got to be certain. Because, when you come with me, Donna… sorry… so sorry, but… you’re going to die