Maybe he ought to send for one of the doctors to take a look at Rose. It might offend Joan’s feelings, true, but Rose’s wellbeing was more important than Joan’s pride.
For a fleeting moment, John wished he had something better, something more modern and quickly-working, a hospital room of his own with equipment so advanced…
Like the Doctor did. From his dreams.
fic snippet from the upcoming chapter of 'Of scattered papers and dramatic swoons'.
get to know me meme: favorite female characters » Rose Tyler (Doctor Who)
↳ “The first nineteen years of my life, nothing happened. Nothing at all, not ever. And then I met a man called the Doctor. A man who could change his face. He took me away from home in his magical machine. He showed me the whole of time and space. I thought it would never end.”
literally i don’t want anything in life except a cat and a garden and a cottage and a computer to read tenrose fanfic. actually scratch that i want a library full of tenrose fanfic. i want to read tenrose fanfic from a dusty, centuries-old book i found at a thrift store. i want to change the names in every romance book ever to ‘Doctor’ and ‘Rose’ and maybe then i’ll be happy
The lovely @goingtothetardis asked: Rose trying something alien to eat that she doesn’t like. ;) Either fic or art! Please and thanks!!
(I’m in too much of a chaos right now to sit properly and write anything proper, so here’s a tiny doodle <3 Dunno if that’s what you had in mind …)
“… The most delicious thing in the Universe, Rose, and extremely rare, too. My absolute favourite! I would kill for one of them. Regenerate for one of them. I saved one for you, though. A banana apple – a banapple, I call them – for a Rose. There’s just one tree of them in the entirety of creation. A delicacy of delicacies. Ambrosia. Saved one just for you, Rose Tyler! Come on, taste it. Take a bite.”
She does.
“Well? Isn’t it the heavenliest thing your mouth has ever touched?
The only thing that comes to her mind in response is oh fu –
With what must be the most strained smile in the entirety of creation, she gives him a thumbs up.
The happy-Doctor-grin almost makes up for the absolute heresy of a taste in her mouth. Almost.