Missing What You Never Had
Gosh I miss my Nine.
Anyone who knows anything about me knows that I'm terribly in love with Doctor Who. Seriously, it goes beyond fandom to a point. ha. Anyway, I've been missing my Nine so badly! Christopher Eccleston was my first Doctor and even though he's grumpy and unlikely to ever do anything with Doctor Who ever again, I can't help but miss my leather-clad Doctor.
I mean, just look at him! All broody and grumpy. Don't get me wrong, I loved LOVED David Tennant and I love Matt Smith...but Chris was my first experience in loving Doctor Who and he was the perfect mix of grumpiness and strength mixed with tenderness and honesty. The Ninth Doctor was so broken and kept himself in his leather shell. Oh, but when he met Rose Tyler...that was just...everything. She made him so much better just like he made her better in his own way. He wasn't afraid of showing his tenderness toward her - whether he was in front of others or not. And although some people would argue, I loved the possessiveness he had over her. It didn't harm her, she didn't mind and it just showed us how much he truly needed her after everything he had lost.
And yes, I enjoyed that he kept his flirting with other women at a slim minimum.
Unlike another brown-floppy-haired Time Lord I know.
*stares at slim-and-runs-a-gob Ten*
So, I miss my Nine. I miss his honesty and his....everything. There is something about some characters from movies, tv or books that just stays with you. Something in their development that makes them unique enough for you to wish they really existed outside of yours and others' imaginations. That is what the Doctor is for me, but even more, that is what Nine is.
<3 Nine
Anyone who knows anything about me knows that I'm terribly in love with Doctor Who. Seriously, it goes beyond fandom to a point. ha. Anyway, I've been missing my Nine so badly! Christopher Eccleston was my first Doctor and even though he's grumpy and unlikely to ever do anything with Doctor Who ever again, I can't help but miss my leather-clad Doctor.
I mean, just look at him! All broody and grumpy. Don't get me wrong, I loved LOVED David Tennant and I love Matt Smith...but Chris was my first experience in loving Doctor Who and he was the perfect mix of grumpiness and strength mixed with tenderness and honesty. The Ninth Doctor was so broken and kept himself in his leather shell. Oh, but when he met Rose Tyler...that was just...everything. She made him so much better just like he made her better in his own way. He wasn't afraid of showing his tenderness toward her - whether he was in front of others or not. And although some people would argue, I loved the possessiveness he had over her. It didn't harm her, she didn't mind and it just showed us how much he truly needed her after everything he had lost.
And yes, I enjoyed that he kept his flirting with other women at a slim minimum.
Unlike another brown-floppy-haired Time Lord I know.
*stares at slim-and-runs-a-gob Ten*
So, I miss my Nine. I miss his honesty and his....everything. There is something about some characters from movies, tv or books that just stays with you. Something in their development that makes them unique enough for you to wish they really existed outside of yours and others' imaginations. That is what the Doctor is for me, but even more, that is what Nine is.
<3 Nine