I love this song...
Jul. 28th, 2007 03:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
salienne"Better Than Me" by Hinder.... I always love 73h angst and, slipping into complete fandom shipper mode for a moment, it fits so many of my OTP's... At the moment, it's making my Doctor/Rose plot/squee/smut-bunnies hop up and down and wave their arm--er, paws. Especially these bits:
I think you can do much better than me This is so the Doctor... He has such a guilt complex over, you know, killing his people for the sake of the world, and his dark side is EXTREME. Yes, he has an ego, yes, he's brilliant and knows it and flaunts it, but when you look right at it, he doesn't really like himself. Too much death, too much guilt. As a character, I love him, but I feel so bad for the poor alien.
After all the lies that I made you believe He's the Doctor. He lies. Whee.
Guilt kicks in and I start to see
The edge of the bed
Where your nightgown (or sweater that Donna found, or if you're going the "they slept together" route... :P) used to be
I told myself I won't miss you
But I remember
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me And this chorus COMPLETELY does it for me. Going the "they slept together" route (though I suppose one could just think of kisses, or think of the "tastes" symbolically), I just picture this as encompassing all of the Doctor's darker/more "honest" thoughts, especially Ten's since those two had a more physical relationship.
Skip stuff that doesn't really fit except in mood/tone
And I can't pretend... I won't think about you when I'm older
Cause we never really had our closure
This can't be the end Hi Doomsday!
But.... yeah.... Chorus, completely encompasses Doctor/Rose (and esp. Ten/Rose, since I obsess over that just a bit more) for me, at least at the core of the Doctor's angsty thoughts. Obviously their actual relationship is a bit more fluffy, but you get the Doctor angsting and here we go.
*Pictures the Doctor drunk and doing karaoke to this song. Giggles. It's so 4 in the morning...*
Ok, and I will now stop being all shippy and obsessive and eighteen and write some more of me novel/get some actual sleep.
G'night, mates!
I think you can do much better than me This is so the Doctor... He has such a guilt complex over, you know, killing his people for the sake of the world, and his dark side is EXTREME. Yes, he has an ego, yes, he's brilliant and knows it and flaunts it, but when you look right at it, he doesn't really like himself. Too much death, too much guilt. As a character, I love him, but I feel so bad for the poor alien.
After all the lies that I made you believe He's the Doctor. He lies. Whee.
Guilt kicks in and I start to see
The edge of the bed
Where your nightgown (or sweater that Donna found, or if you're going the "they slept together" route... :P) used to be
I told myself I won't miss you
But I remember
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me And this chorus COMPLETELY does it for me. Going the "they slept together" route (though I suppose one could just think of kisses, or think of the "tastes" symbolically), I just picture this as encompassing all of the Doctor's darker/more "honest" thoughts, especially Ten's since those two had a more physical relationship.
Skip stuff that doesn't really fit except in mood/tone
And I can't pretend... I won't think about you when I'm older
Cause we never really had our closure
This can't be the end Hi Doomsday!
But.... yeah.... Chorus, completely encompasses Doctor/Rose (and esp. Ten/Rose, since I obsess over that just a bit more) for me, at least at the core of the Doctor's angsty thoughts. Obviously their actual relationship is a bit more fluffy, but you get the Doctor angsting and here we go.
*Pictures the Doctor drunk and doing karaoke to this song. Giggles. It's so 4 in the morning...*
Ok, and I will now stop being all shippy and obsessive and eighteen and write some more of me novel/get some actual sleep.
G'night, mates!
