oldest story in the universe

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make me choose edits: Rose x Nine or Rose x Ten

“It’s the oldest story in the universe. Boy and girl fall in love, get separated by events. Since then they’ve been yearning for each other across time and space. Across dimensions. This isn’t a ghost story, it’s a love story.”  [requested by anon //  Want to request? ]

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Exactly. But birds do it, bees do it, even educated fleas do it. Every lonely monster needs a companion. There’s two of them? It’s the oldest story in the universe, this one or any other. Boy and girl fall in love, get separated by events. War, politics, accidents in time. She’s thrown out of the hex, or he’s thrown into it. Since then they’ve been yearning for each other across time and space, across dimensions. This isn’t a ghost story, it’s a love story!

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“It’s the oldest story in the universe, this one or any other. Girl and girl fall in love, get separated by events. War, politics, accidents in time. She’s thrown out of the hex, or she’s thrown into it. Since then, they’ve been yearning for each other across time and space, across dimensions.

This isn’t a ghost story, it’s a love story!

The fundamental misunderstanding of the state in which Heather exists in after she becomes ‘the pilot’ is what drives the conflict in this episode, but it’s made abundantly clear that she is not dead.

When they meet in the park outside the Doctor’s study, Bill, seeing her in this new form, mutters “you’re dead!”, which is repeated back to her by Heather’s mimicry - the clear intention here (supported by Lawrence Gough’s brilliant directing style) being to establish the misunderstanding of her being ‘the monster’ while playing it off as a ‘horror’ moment. But, in classic Moffat fashion, the entire point of this episode is to subvert that idea.

I really have to praise Stephanie Hyam’s performance here because it’s key to understanding that Heather’s pursuit of Bill across time and space was something that she was directing. Notice how much emotion appears on Heather’s face whenever she catches up to Bill - she looks extremely sad when she appears in the Doctor’s study (see the fourth image above) and Bill gets in the TARDIS because that’s exactly why she’s here… to fulfill her promise to Bill that she won’t leave without her.

She appears positively elated to see Bill when they travel several million years into the future and cross to the other side of the universe, as her face emerges out of the water. There’s multiple occasions where Bill has a flashback to their time together earlier in the episode and we’re meant to think that it’s her remembering the girl that was before she became this creature, playing to a rather typical trope in how horror films are directed. But it’s actually establishing the opposite, as Bill slowly pieces together the reason why this is happening and realises that this has been Heather all along.

Perhaps the most obvious clue is given to us in how Heather assumes the form of a Dalek that’s trying to kill the Doctor. A Dalek! The Doctor wonders why she didn’t fire on them. She had a gun, after all - “the deadliest fire in the universe”, a Dalek’s weapon.

But she doesn’t use it…

Face-to-face, at last, she affirms her feelings towards Bill when she’s told “I really liked you”. Hyam’s performance here is just brilliant because she’s obviously having to mimic what Bill says, but you can distinctly hear the tone of sadness in her voice as she says the line back to her because this is where they part ways.

And she extends another offer to Bill, showing her what she’s become - how she sees the universe differently now, and all of time and space. And Bill is enraptured with it, but releases Heather from her promise because she’s (naturally) scared. Things still aren’t totally clear: she doesn’t know or understand what she’ll become if she accepts this offer because Heather isn’t totally human any more, but, as we’ve seen time and time again throughout the episode, right up to this moment, she’s still Heather.

The end of The Pilot has two rather important moments regarding the episode’s narrative arc with Heather. Back in the Doctor’s study, Bill asks if she’ll ever see Heather again, to which the Doctor rather cynically responds “I don’t see how”.

But, after Bill calls him out on the mind wipe situation and he’s reminded of Clara - who he’s very clearly still yearning to find - he shows up outside the university in the TARDIS and tells Bill:

“It’s a big universe. Perhaps, one day, we’ll find her…”

I can’t for the life of me find the quote, but, some months ago, Moffat said that there’s a very particular story they have in-mind to tell with Bill. I definitely don’t want Pearl to leave after one series, but it seems like a distinct possibility with the handover to Chibnall ushering in the next era of the show…

As such, I can sort of see how Bill’s story could potentially end if she’s only going to be in Series 10 and won’t carry over into the Chibnall era.

Similar to how Clara and Ashildr ended up with their own TARDIS and went off together to travel in time and space, Heather has her own time travel capabilities and Bill is clearly hoping that, in travelling with the Doctor, they will find each other again.

Naturally, that sets the stage nicely for Bill to continue travelling after her time as the companion is done with her new cosmic girlfriend.

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get to know me meme: favorite relationships [3/5] - eleventh doctor and clara oswald

↳ It’s the oldest story in the universe, this one or any other. Boy and girl fall in love, get separated by events. War, politics, accidents in time. She’s thrown out of the hex, or he’s thrown into it. Since then they’ve been yearning for each other across time and space, across dimensions. This isn’t a ghost story, it’s a love story!

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Rose Tyler & The Doctor » “It’s the oldest story in the universe. Boy and girl fall in love, get separated by events. Since then they’ve been yearning for each other across time and space. Across dimensions. This isn’t a ghost story, it’s a love story.”

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doctor who meme | Five otps (2/5) Eleventh Doctor and Clara Oswald 

You know, it’s the oldest story in the universe, this one or any other. Boy and girl fall in love, get separated by events, war, politics, accidents in time. She’s thrown out of the hex, or he’s thrown into it. Since then they’ve been yearning for each other across time and space, across dimensions. This isn’t a ghost story, it’s a love story.

The sun turns on a light and it takes your hand in a reminder of how it feels to dance. It smiles and rays fall out it’s eyes, warm your skin like through your veins runs liquid gold. The gods ask where the exact moment is that blue turns to green, they cannot figure out their own creation. But green only meets blue from a distance, the oldest story of the universe; one dies so the other can live, one loves without the knowledge of a love returned. And where the mountains dip, that’s where the sky touches the sea. You don’t have to climb them, you just have to look for where their edges hit the ground, where they fall, yearning for each other.
The insignificance of a shared glance is like cracks through tree trunks, the significance that without it a world suffocates.
I’m standing at the top, don’t let it be mine.
—  m.s
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It’s the oldest story in the universe. This one or any other. Boy and girl fall in love, get separated by events–war, politics, accidents in time. She’s thrown out of the hex or he’s thrown into it. Since then they’ve been yearning for each other across time and space. Across dimensions. It’s a love story.

bubblygal92  asked:

Hi! This is for the prompt fic thing. Eleven x Rose, Roaring 20s, Secret relationship :)

So… This prompt is almost a year and a half old. As soon as I read it, I got the idea for a reunion fic, with the “secret” aspect coming into play when Clara meets Rose without knowing who she is. Then I got buried in other fics and I never worked on it… until that post with Eleven’s double Albert chain went around early this spring.

When the Doctor takes Clara to a jazz club in 1920s London, he doesn’t know the universe is finally going to be kind to him. After a long life with her human Doctor, a not-so-human Rose Tyler has come back to her own universe, and will finally be able to come home. Post JE AU reunion, Tentoo x Rose mentioned. The song Rose sings is, of course, “Stardust.”

Thanks to @perfectlyrose for reading an early draft of this for me, and to @lastbluetardis for talking through some points with me. Cover created by the talented @timeladyelpia–thank you so much!

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Once Again With You, ½

Clara watched the Doctor spin in wild circles around the console as he flew them away from Caliburn House. Outwardly, he was behaving exactly as he always did at the end of a successful adventure, but today, there was something melancholy under his childlike glee. She thought about what had happened with the creature caught in the pocket dimension, wondering what could have put him in that mood.

“It’s the oldest story in the universe, this one or any other. Boy and girl fall in love, get separated by events. … Since then they’ve been yearning for each other across time and space, across dimensions. This isn’t a ghost story; it’s a love story!”

The memory hit her like a bolt of lightning, and she sat up straight in the chair. His tone of voice when he’d explained about the separated lovers—there had been painful experience buried deep there.

“Doctor,” she said tentatively, “how did you know they were lovers?”

His gaze lifted up from the console to meet hers, then returned to the controls. “I’m twelve hundred years old, Clara. Sometimes, I just know things.”

“Yeah but… have you ever been in love?”

She watched him carefully. The Doctor would lie, he would use misdirection to get her off his trail. But she was learning his tells. He froze just for a minute, then moved with jerky motions to the neighbouring panel.

Gotcha.

“Again, let me point out my age.” The Doctor adjusted his bow tie. “I think it’s safe to say I’ve been in love a time or two.”

His hand drifted down to the charm on his double Albert chain. Clara had admired the white enamel rose before, but he’d never given any inkling that it was sentimental.

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DOCTOR WHO MEME! - [2/2] OTP’S   ★ Rose Tyler x Tenth Doctor

“It’s the oldest story in the universe. Boy and girl fall in love, get separated by events… Since then they’ve been yearning for each other across time and space. Across dimensions. This isn’t a ghost story, it’s a love story.”

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“It’s the oldest story in the universe. This one or any other. Boy and girl fall in love, get separated by events - war, politics, accidents in time. She’s thrown out of the hex or he’s thrown into it. Since then they’ve been yearning for each other across time and space. Across dimensions. This isn’t a ghost story, it’s a love story.”

For every story where you kiss her; there is a story where you don’t. There is a story where you tell her everything, there is a story where you tell her nothing, there is a story where you stand in front of her with blood on your hands and all you can tell her is that you’re sorry.

The best stories are the oldest ones, the ones stitched into the fabric of the universe, told again and again across worlds and throughout galaxies, with every ‘once upon a time’ piercing it anew. You fall in and out of love with her across the long stretches of time and space, your paths interweaving and intertwining, crafted by the alignment of the stars, by the cold hands of fate, by distant, faceless authors with the power to transform you from ruin into rapture and back again.

Not every ‘once upon a time’ is paired with a ‘happily ever after’. The beginnings change, the endings alter, and only the gods know what may happen in between. You are no god, but you do know this:
there is not a single story in which you do not love her.

In this one, she falls from the sky; in that one, she looks up at the stars. In this one, she is standing beside you; in that one, she is a thousand miles away. In this one, you tell her you love her. In that one, you don’t.

In this story, you leave her. In the next one, you stay.
—  may we meet again | e.j