# Oh my Gallifrey # The Doctor’s face # He’s seen humans before and traveled with them for years on end # But the way he looks at Rose this early in their partnership is different # It’s the gaze of a man besotted # It’s the gaze of a man who’s done things he doesn’t believe he can ever be forgiven for and yet # This gorgeous woman standing in front of him gives him hope # She’s clever and brave and she’s here with him no matter how gruff he’s been or how he’s subtly tried to push her away (via gallifreyburning)
No Doctor will ever look at Rose like that. Ever. Nine was in complete awe of that woman, completely and totally in love. That look screams of reverence, mystification, admiration, adoration and love. He’s been turned into a lovesick teenager who writes songs on loose leaf while strumming his guitar. Inside his hearts are singing out to her, aching to be in her arms.
This was truly the Doctor who fell in love.
This was also the doctor that died for love
The only Doctor born from hatred and war
And redeemed through love
So much that the thing that he chose to die for
Was love itself.
Ten was born from love
And died half-mad.
Eleven was born half-mad
And we see where he is now.
But nine was born in fire
And love is what made him finally stop burning.
ALL OF THE ABOVE IS SO PERFECT MAKES ME WANT TO SCREAM OK
