Tidings of Comfort and Joy

[jlrpuck_fic]

Title: Tidings of Comfort and Joy
Rating: T
Author: jlrpuck
Disclaimer: Characters from Doctor Who are the property of the BBC, and are used with the greatest of love and respect; no profit is intended from the writing or sharing of this story.
Summary: Rose spends some time getting to know the Tenth Doctor.
Authors Notes: Written for the Advent

Comments

[justlook3]

That was lovely. I think this is the first time I've read a Ten/Rose story from you so that was exciting. Love that bit about his hair trying to escape the three dimensions. And about blue being the color of hope.

[jlrpuck_fic]

*thinks*

Huh. I guess this *is* the first time I've posted a Ten/Rose story. I wrote the TenII/Rose one, but that's nowhere near the same.

I'm glad you enjoyed this!

[wildwinterwitch]

That was wonderful, thank you.

[jlrpuck_fic]

You're welcome. *hugs*

[fishface44]

Very sweet! Thank you!

[jlrpuck_fic]

You're welcome!

[wiggiemomsi]

I loved your nod to "my" prior fic: '... she heard that “You will not cross me” tone of voice when he was addressing the ficivores not two days previous.'

The introspection and beginning acceptance of the 'new Doctor' by Rose was lovely, just ... lovely. I adore your writing of her.

*Hugs*

[jlrpuck_fic]

I loved your nod to "my" prior fic:

*g*

I adore your writing of her.

Thank you! I am unapologetically a Rose fan; and it's nice to be able to flesh her out a bit more.

[xebgoc]

that was absolutely *lovely* ... there's so much there, the push and pull of old and new... old/new doctor, old/new traditions, old/new feelings...

and of course I couldn't let this go by without a squee!:)

“Oi! I played it very well. Oooh, maybe I’ll be inclined to take it up again. Or perhaps the tuba. The bassoon? Ooh, that’s a lovely one to say. Bassoon.” He rolls the word in his mouth, savouring the consonants and vowels, grinning the entire time.

*G*

[jlrpuck_fic]

the push and pull of old and new

*nods* And really, the line from "O Holy Night" chicklet73 shared, back when I sent her the first draft of this, helped me to clarify where I was going with it, and hone it into *this* story.

*G*

I desperately wanted it to be oboe, of course--but I figured Ten would have far more fun saying "bassoon" ;)