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I've got this friend called Donna Noble, and she was my best friend in the whole wide universe. I absolutely love her.
Draco knew he had to say something to the dazzling woman in front of him. Her periwinkle gown glimmered under the lights of the Yule Ball.
She was a vision.
Aphrodite herself reincarnated.
His feet carried him to her instinctively, logic barreling down the drain as he approached the wary witch.
She appraised him with a bewildered expression, as surprised as he was to find himself standing there in front of her.
“Malfoy” she said carefully.
He stood dumbly, ensnared by her wide honey coloured eyes.
Speak you idiot. Say something.
“Granger.”
This was his chance. Weasley and Potter would be back soon. He would only get one opportunity to win her over.
“You look….”
Merlin. How could he even begin to describe it? Stunning? Ethereal? Like everything he’d ever wanted?
Her brow furrowed as he struggled to formulate a response.
Stop making a fool out of yourself Draco. Come on say something.
“…you look…”
Delicious. Sinful. Captivating. Beautiful. Hurry up Draco you piece of-
“Shit.”
Grangers mouth widened in shock an indignation, her cheeks staining crimson as she spluttered in rage, “Excuse me?!”
Ah fuck.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
what makes the doctor's relationship with donna so special is that it is truly completely platonic. there are no secret feeling between them, no tension, nothing of that sort-, and yet they are treated just as important as a romantic relationship would be because platonic love is important and powerful too. you can be soulmates with a friend. destiny can lead you toward a friend, toward a sibling you never had.
the metacrisis, them becoming biologically 50(ish)% related, is about becoming fraternal twins. not becoming half of each other or the same person or different people or anything. for them, it's symbolic.
this type of relationship between men and women in media is so rare and because of that i feel like it really needs to be cherished for what it is.
I've talked about this before but one of my favorite things about the Doctor and Donna's relationship is that they set boundaries and expectations up front and I honestly think that's beautiful. The Doctor is so tired when he meets Donna again and says, "I just want a mate" which she mishears, but because the expectations for their relationship are set, they're free to love each other as best friends---and they do!
This must've been so relieving for both of them because they both lost and were hurt in different ways but their friendship is sacred and most importantly, safe.
In the Big Finish drama Death and the Queen, Donna meets a prince and gets whisked away (her choice). It takes the Doctor weeks to track her down and when he finally finds her she asks him, "Why did you come find me?" He responds, "Because I care about you."
Later in that episode, the Doctor confesses to Donna that he's having a really hard time with the idea of her leaving but he's trying his best because he wants her to be happy. He says, "No man is ever going to be good enough for my Donna, but---but yes of course he is and..."
It's just this really beautiful moment where the Doctor is honest about his feelings because he knows they won't be misconstrued.
This is why I found watching the Doctor lose Donna to be more traumatic than watching him walk away from Rose the second time. With Rose, he knows there's a part of him who gets to be with her, but with Donna...absolutely gut-wrenching to see him lose his best friend---someone who saw him at his lowest, who kept him in check but checked in on him. Someone he could be honest with and laugh with, who was there for him and he was there for her.
Platonic love is vital to the human experience and it is just as valid as romantic love. The Doctor and Donna are platonic soulmates. Their relationship should be cherished like OP said. And even if nothing else good happens in the 60th, they get to hug one another again.
Thank god for that.
His baby girls 💤 THE LAST OF US 2023- • 1.01 // 1.04
„You’re like a rose in a graveyard,” he said, and his lips curved into a bitter smile. “I wonder what you could have turned into without the war.“ - Manacled by @senlinyu on AO3
Reference study for a warm up turned into angst and angst automatically spirals into Manacled thoughts 🥲
So I thought I’d share my pain even if it’s just a rougher art piece.