*sobs*
I've just finished reading the Eighth Doctor novel The Year of Intelligent Tigers, by Kate Orman.
There's fic, right? There's fic that makes it all better? Where the Doctor realizes, a year or so later, what an incredible asshole he's been, and he goes back and gets Karl and they have fantastic adventures across time and space (with music)?
I kind of hate the Doctor right now, the self-righteous prick. How dare he be so unforgiving to someone who was kidnapped and terrorized and brutalized, and who was scared and angry and made a mistake??? Someone who deeply loves him, too, and whom he loves in return.
Actually, I think that last bit may be the problem. The Doctor, I suspect, judges the people who are close to him much more harshly than he does strangers. Being loved by the Doctor is probably like being in a blinding moral spotlight that you can't ever step out of.
Damn it, why does the one book where the Doctor has an honest-to-God boyfriend have to be so fucking sad?
It's a great book--a real book, not a typical tie-in novel. Even people who don't care about Doctor Who would enjoy it. But it's so. fucking. sad.
ETA: I can't seem to find Eight/Karl fic. How can there be no Eight/Karl fic? This is tragic. If you know of any, please leave me a comment.
ETA2: Note to self--do not read any more reviews at Outpost Gallifrey, as all the reviewers will do is bitch that the character development makes the novel slow-paced and boring.
*****
There's fic, right? There's fic that makes it all better? Where the Doctor realizes, a year or so later, what an incredible asshole he's been, and he goes back and gets Karl and they have fantastic adventures across time and space (with music)?
I kind of hate the Doctor right now, the self-righteous prick. How dare he be so unforgiving to someone who was kidnapped and terrorized and brutalized, and who was scared and angry and made a mistake??? Someone who deeply loves him, too, and whom he loves in return.
Actually, I think that last bit may be the problem. The Doctor, I suspect, judges the people who are close to him much more harshly than he does strangers. Being loved by the Doctor is probably like being in a blinding moral spotlight that you can't ever step out of.
Damn it, why does the one book where the Doctor has an honest-to-God boyfriend have to be so fucking sad?
It's a great book--a real book, not a typical tie-in novel. Even people who don't care about Doctor Who would enjoy it. But it's so. fucking. sad.
ETA: I can't seem to find Eight/Karl fic. How can there be no Eight/Karl fic? This is tragic. If you know of any, please leave me a comment.
ETA2: Note to self--do not read any more reviews at Outpost Gallifrey, as all the reviewers will do is bitch that the character development makes the novel slow-paced and boring.
*****