I have commited Doctor Who fic
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mari4212Title: Seduction
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ninth Doctor/Rose if you squint. You can read it shippy if you want, but it’s safe for non-shippers too.
Timeline: Between WW3 and Dalek.
Author's Notes: I must thank, praise, and eternally fangirl my wonderful beta-reader,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
celtic_sky, without whom this story would not be nearly what it is now. If you like it, it's probably because of her. Doctor Who is owned by numerous people, including the BBC, but not me.
He knew what he was doing was wrong. It violated every code of ethics he professed to, every standard he’d held for himself. Yet he found himself doing it anyways, deliberately spinning a web of seduction for Rose, enticing her with his words, binding her back to him when he knew she’d be most vulnerable. A large part of him hated himself for what he was doing but, at the same time, he knew he could do nothing else. Rose was his only anchor; the only thing he had left to cling to, the only thing that had made him start living again. Rose was the bright center of his universe in this time, and he was too selfish to give her up.
So he seduced her. Oh, not with any promise of sex or other such things; he wasn’t that far gone yet to take advantage of the crush she had on him. But with adventure, with a promise of the wonders of the galaxy, with the promise of something beyond the ordinary run of her life? Yeah, that he’d done, knowing that it would work on her- that there would be no way for her to give it up. He’d bound him to her, using her own best traits against her: her compassion and her curiosity.
The worst part of it was, he knew that he’d do it again. He’d been unselfish once, he’d sacrificed everything for the universe, but now he had to wonder. If it came to a choice between keeping her happy and safe, or saving the universe, would he be able to make the right choice?
***
She knew what he thought he’d done. Oh, not at first - not as he was talking to her, filling her head with the wonders they could see. But later, as she was packing, even before her mum had come to beg her to stay. She knew that he’d attempted to seduce her into leaving with him again. Something about his voice as he spoke. And he’d been kicking himself at the same time, she knew. He was so protective of her, she knew part of him wanted to keep her safe, and he clearly thought she was safer here than traveling with him. He probably was right, too. She’d nearly died several times, and all since she met him.
But he didn’t get it. She knew the risks, had known them before he’d asked her along. And even if watching her job blow up and her boyfriend get turned into plastic or even the Doctor himself almost dying hadn’t shown her how dangerous it could be, she’d seen it as she watched her world blow up, and in that basement down in Cardiff. It wasn’t all gigantic space storms where you could ride the plasma fields or whatever, it was also running for your life and sitting in a little metal box, making the hard choices because they needed to be made.
And she loved it. Life here in the Council flats would never be enough again. She’d seen what it was like out there; she’d made a difference and saved the world. No matter what he’d said or tried to do, she’d already made her choice. There was no such thing as an ordinary life for her now, not with what she knew. Not with what she’d seen.
Seduced? Yeah, she had been. But not by anything he’d told her in that phone call. By what he was, what he did. He was fantastic. And by helping him, she got to be fantastic too. So what was home compared with that?
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ninth Doctor/Rose if you squint. You can read it shippy if you want, but it’s safe for non-shippers too.
Timeline: Between WW3 and Dalek.
Author's Notes: I must thank, praise, and eternally fangirl my wonderful beta-reader,
celtic_sky, without whom this story would not be nearly what it is now. If you like it, it's probably because of her. Doctor Who is owned by numerous people, including the BBC, but not me. He knew what he was doing was wrong. It violated every code of ethics he professed to, every standard he’d held for himself. Yet he found himself doing it anyways, deliberately spinning a web of seduction for Rose, enticing her with his words, binding her back to him when he knew she’d be most vulnerable. A large part of him hated himself for what he was doing but, at the same time, he knew he could do nothing else. Rose was his only anchor; the only thing he had left to cling to, the only thing that had made him start living again. Rose was the bright center of his universe in this time, and he was too selfish to give her up.
So he seduced her. Oh, not with any promise of sex or other such things; he wasn’t that far gone yet to take advantage of the crush she had on him. But with adventure, with a promise of the wonders of the galaxy, with the promise of something beyond the ordinary run of her life? Yeah, that he’d done, knowing that it would work on her- that there would be no way for her to give it up. He’d bound him to her, using her own best traits against her: her compassion and her curiosity.
The worst part of it was, he knew that he’d do it again. He’d been unselfish once, he’d sacrificed everything for the universe, but now he had to wonder. If it came to a choice between keeping her happy and safe, or saving the universe, would he be able to make the right choice?
***
She knew what he thought he’d done. Oh, not at first - not as he was talking to her, filling her head with the wonders they could see. But later, as she was packing, even before her mum had come to beg her to stay. She knew that he’d attempted to seduce her into leaving with him again. Something about his voice as he spoke. And he’d been kicking himself at the same time, she knew. He was so protective of her, she knew part of him wanted to keep her safe, and he clearly thought she was safer here than traveling with him. He probably was right, too. She’d nearly died several times, and all since she met him.
But he didn’t get it. She knew the risks, had known them before he’d asked her along. And even if watching her job blow up and her boyfriend get turned into plastic or even the Doctor himself almost dying hadn’t shown her how dangerous it could be, she’d seen it as she watched her world blow up, and in that basement down in Cardiff. It wasn’t all gigantic space storms where you could ride the plasma fields or whatever, it was also running for your life and sitting in a little metal box, making the hard choices because they needed to be made.
And she loved it. Life here in the Council flats would never be enough again. She’d seen what it was like out there; she’d made a difference and saved the world. No matter what he’d said or tried to do, she’d already made her choice. There was no such thing as an ordinary life for her now, not with what she knew. Not with what she’d seen.
Seduced? Yeah, she had been. But not by anything he’d told her in that phone call. By what he was, what he did. He was fantastic. And by helping him, she got to be fantastic too. So what was home compared with that?
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Date: 2006-05-09 06:10 pm (UTC)Each one's point of view and thoughts is spot on in my little world view of them. :)
Great job!
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Date: 2006-05-09 06:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-09 07:03 pm (UTC)I was trying to go to sleep last night after 3 hours of making Doctor Who icons and the 2 would NOT let me until I had also written a story that I hope to typoe tonight and fix up before I ship it to the betas! :)
They both sure love to talk and pester! :)
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Date: 2006-05-09 07:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-09 07:22 pm (UTC)But, it *is* The Doctor, so I live and write, because we all know we are slaves to the Doctor! :)
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Date: 2006-05-09 08:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-09 08:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-09 06:55 pm (UTC)This is seriously great stuff. This line, especially, hit me hard:
If it came to a choice between keeping her happy and safe, or saving the universe, would he be able to make the right choice?
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Date: 2006-05-09 07:15 pm (UTC)That line struck me as being something that would really bother him, and I think he did end up having to make that choice three times in Dalek, so I wanted to have him aware of it before the episode came.
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Date: 2006-05-09 08:30 pm (UTC)He was fantastic. And by helping him, she got to be fantastic too.
I think this may have gotten a little lost lately but how true it was in the beginning - she was given the choice between the most mundane of lives and the chance to make a difference (and have a bit of fun). How could she resist?
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Date: 2006-05-09 08:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-10 07:18 am (UTC)Did I mention how muc I love this? Was I remotely squeey? Because I do, and it hits every button. I love the Doctor both regrets and doesn't regret what he thinks he did, and that he's so honest with himself. And I adore that Rose - who he thinks has no idea - knows exactly what he believes.
Yes! Squee here!
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Date: 2006-05-10 12:09 pm (UTC)You did very nice squee, both there and here, and it has me very bouncy.
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Date: 2006-05-12 05:27 am (UTC)We seem to both be good at at. :)
Yay! You deserve squee. *nod*