Fanfic: Impossible [Doctor Who]

[sweet_anise]

When you live long enough, you acquire what most would consider an extremely warped idea of what is and isn’t possible-no, really, just start with time travel and move on out, to every sort of alien and religion and political structure you can imagine, to unimaginable depths of cruelty and incredible heights of compassion.

But there’s a flip side to

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[sweet_anise]

Thanks for the encouragement! I really appreciate you pointing out a specific part that you liked. I read fanfic without writing for the longest time because I'd done so little creative writing that I figured I couldn't contribute anything unique or impressive... then I realized what a ridiculous attitude that was. After all, if I don't start turning out fics and getting some feedback then I'll never get better and I'll never get my brain wired up the way it needs to be to turn out something I can be really proud of.

tl;dr- Feedback is HUGELY appreciated. (And so is constructive criticism. It helps me grow.)

[_thirty2flavors]

Aw I loved this! HOW DID YOU KNOW I LOVE DYINGTEN? And I misread the header so it was like a nice surprise and everything.

No but actually this is precisely the kind of thing I was looking for when I wrote that prompt. I like the idea of the TARDIS taking him there rather than him specifically setting out to go there, because I remember back before EOT aired but when we'd had spoilers for this scene (specifically him asking what year it was) that was common speculation.

But there’s a flip side to this kind of experience. Live long enough, and you start to believe your definition of “impossible” to be absolute.

I think this is a pretty spot-on observation and I think that's why it's often the companion who has to ~do the impossible, just the awy it was Rose who had to find her way back after Doomsday.

And he doesn’t want to regenerate in some filthy, freezing alley. He doesn’t want the last thing he sees to be a smear of sloppy graffiti, with the acrid sting of pollutants in his nose and the distant catcalls of drunken revelers

[sweet_anise]

Oh, I'm so glad you liked it! I wasn't in the fandom back when EoT aired, so I had no idea that this was common speculation. It does make sense, if he really didn't know the year (although I think it's also possible that he just wanted to talk to her a few seconds longer).

Dying!Ten is impossible not to love, at least in the wounded puppy sort of way where I make soothing sounds at the television and hug my pillow extra tightly.

The "impossible" theory is kind of how I rationalize the fact that he didn't try to get back to Rose at all, tbh. He's had so much experience with loss, and I can easily imagine that, if he "knew" that he'd never see her again, he'd prefer to not even try rather than prolonging the initial, intense grieving by constantly focusing taking futile actions. (Whether this "moving on" tactic worked is another issue entirely... just ask Martha.)

Anyway, thank you for the detailed feedback. It means so much to me. My life is about to get exponentially busier starting tomorrow, but I definitely plan to write more.

[anna_sg1]

Aww, Ten ♥! Loved this.

Lovely interpretation of the prompt and OF COURSE the Tardis took him where he needed to go.

You should definitely write more. :))

[sweet_anise]

Thank you for reading (and reviewing!). I appreciate the encouragement :)

[2nd2ndalto]

This is lovely.

[sweet_anise]

Thanks so much :)

[sweet_anise]

It makes sense, and it's exactly what I was going for, so thank you! (Although now I have John Mellencamp running through my head in an endless loop...)