really love how throughout a lot of smith and jones martha is really skeptical and apprehensive towards ten (+ one of my favorite exchanges between them - "what, people call you 'the doctor'?" "yeah?" "well, i'm not. far as i'm concerned, you've got to earn that title."), not taking everything he says at face value, even doubting the fact he's an alien until over halfway through the episode.. And like. i really truly think the thing that wins her over isn't him kissing her or any of the other insane mixed messages he manages to send, it's this scene here, where he /earns that title/ in her eyes:
(+ david's bit in the commentary, where he says: "[the doctor] has actually sacrificed himself, and - i would say, that that final act of selflessness is what finally, eventually, welds martha to him. [...] and she now returns it. she returns that act of selflessness.")
this is what their relationship is built on. it isn't about martha being the second-best replacement to rose or a rebound or whatever. bc it isn't really about rose. it's about doctor-in-training martha meeting someone (quite literally, "the doctor") whose ideals she aspires to, and doing her best to be the same person to him as he is to everyone else. it's about ten in return admiring her intelligence and inquisitiveness and how she cares for human life, recovering his compassion, letting himself lean on her for support - and then remembering at the most inopportune moments that he's supposed to not need anyone and be on his own forever. And around in their little nightmare loop they go where they save each other over and over until one of them breaks
i've seen ppl look at martha and go "why she does she admire/why is she so in love with ten if he acts like that to her?" or something along those lines and like. it's not just the fact she's in love with him (in fact i'd argue she actively tries to push it aside post-gridlock). it's the fact that she knows he's the kind of person to put everyone else's lives/well-being over his own. she trusts him to save her when she's in trouble even though it's been like two days at most that they've known one another bc she recognizes that same "deep all-encompassing drive to help others" in him. and she also recognizes, much much earlier than him, that he needs someone to save him, especially when he's unwilling to save himself. and yeah for a bit she thinks he returns her feelings and is just playing hard-to-get, but she realizes pretty early on that this probably isn't the case, and i think that realization fully solidifies here:
(this is when she's listening to ten talk abt gallifrey). And idk it might just be me but i think this expression isn't just her empathizing with his loss. it's also guilt, for wanting something from him that he's clearly unable to give when he's wracked with so much grief. (and you see it in the next episode, where tallulah asks if they're together and martha says for certain that they're not, and that he doesn't know about her feelings for him. she keeps everything to herself bc she now knows that when he shut her flirting down at the end of 3x01 it was the genuine reaction of someone who a) isn't interested and b) is scared of getting close with someone else again)
freema described their dynamic as "she's keener than him" and i think about this all the time. martha doesn't really take what ten throws at her. what she does instead is constantly poke holes in his already-failing front of "i will show someone the wonders of the universe so i can ignore what is wrong with me". what she does is stand up and fight him when he tries to go off on his own. what she does is put aside her well-being in favor of helping someone - just like what she saw him do for the people in the hospital when they first met. tldr, that's the doctor and his doctor and rip martha you would've loved who's gonna save u now by rina sawayama
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— so I have another idea 🤩✨🫶 mizu sparring with a samurai!reader and reader manages to get on top of her. Except this time they’ve trapped mizu with their thighs and basically almost straddling her face. Mizu is low key kind of like “I like the view” and catches reader off guard.
.. I should realllly try to focus on my drafts instead of these ideas 🗿
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i love snw so much except for how it's deathly afraid of kirk/spock and has like three different female love interests for spock (jesse james keitel seems to use she/her pronouns, it's not specified as of the end of s1 if her character uses different pronouns)
and when they finally bring kirk in for a cameo they make sure that the characters barely interact (on a star trek show. they were like, you know what people are sick of? seeing kirk and spock meet in a new scenario with new actors. that's boring no original or new fans are interested in that.) and that their interactions bear no tension whatsoever, good or bad. they are indifferent to each other.
even if you don't ship it, and i can't claim to be the world's biggest spirk shipper or star trek fan, their FRIENDSHIP is literally the cornerstone of this whole thing! it's been famous for sixty years, it's one of the (if not THE) most well known elements of this very well known property.
making sure they barely interact or have any memorable moments, making them indifferent?? insane to me. sweaty behaviour. so obviously betraying a fear that anyone might see it not the way THEY want. akiva goldsman i'm coming for you, you've done enough film and tv crimes.
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Jason and Dana are literally red and blue what more could u fucking want. He can’t dance but does so anyways bc he’s comfortable with her, her community and family love him and give him good food and space and time to relax while he’s over there, they both force eachother to chill out so they can take care of business like the the hypocrites they are, she trusts him with her people and community on an interpersonal and vigilante level WHAT MORE COULD YOU FUCKING WANT
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Okay but you can’t just mention a g/t nightmare and NOT tell us. Come on Spaci! Spill the beans!!!
OKAY SO
In the dream I lived in a futuristic city along a coast. Everything was packed densely together, full of skyscrapers, absolutely no nature other than the beach. The beach was dirty, litter and emissions from all the buildings making it gross. The water was murky green, and the entire town was a tourist trap that didn’t care about nature or keeping things eco-friendly.
I lived in a tiny apartment with several roommates, and one day I was overlooking the beach from my balcony when I noticed a woman standing on the water. She was normal sized, but entirely vibrant blue, and after a second I realized she was made of water as well. She was a bit off from the coast, and anything that came within a radius of her wound up sinking rapidly. She didn’t move, she didn’t speak, she just stood there.
The next morning I looked, and she was twice as tall as the day before. I could see the water swirling around her body, and her wide eyes. Every day I would wake up, and she would be taller. People started talking about it on the news, more tourists came to see her. The beach was fully crowded as she grew bigger day by day. No one could get close to her without drowning, so no one was able to make contact. She just kept still, silent, eyes wide in an angry glare as she stared at the city without blinking.
Eventually she was taller than most buildings. Then taller than all the skyscrapers. The ocean level started to lower because she was drawing all water from the Earth to make herself bigger. Other countries and towns began to have draughts, costal cities had their oceans recede then vanish, and she kept growing.
She stopped when there was no ocean left. I scrambled up the fire escape of my apartment, absolute dread in my chest, and climbed to the roof. From dozens of stories up, I was only eye level with the top of her foot. Her body extended so far beyond the clouds, but I could still see the absolute malice in her eyes.
There were parts of her body that were filled with oil spills, and just looking into her you could see a world of plastic and trash. She was the outcome of pollution, and I realized that this was simply the Earth’s way of getting revenge, reclaiming itself. I was terrified, but I couldn’t be mad at her. I understood.
And then she took a step onto land, absolutely decimating the city underneath her.
And then I woke up.
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