listen it’s just fucking adorable in the intro sequence of cyberpunk 2077, jackie notices how absolutely bummed out and lost V looks and immediately comes up to them and gives ‘em an encouraging pat like the goofy adorable teddy bear he is ugh HE DESERVED BETTER
We do NOT give Jackie Tyler and Mickey Smith their props for their character growth in the Parting of the Ways. Rose is absolutely amazing, an absolute ferocious beacon of hope and stubbornness and bravery in the finale, the absolute reason why the Doctor lives and the world is saved and an equal hero to Nine, but she has a moment of doubt. A moment of hesitancy.
And Mickey Smith and Jackie Tyler step in and help her save the day. Both Mickey and Jackie give up on their idea of Rose and their hatred of the Doctor and help her pull open the TARDIS. Even within this one episode we see them struggle with their feelings and decide to put them aside and help do this because Rose is right- this is a better way of living your life.
Doctor Who is about ordinary people making extraordinary decisions and making themselves extraordinary and this doesn't just apply to official companions (who I love with all my might)- it applies to the people they love, too. We see it over and over again in Davies' era, with Jackie and Mickey and Sylvia and Tish and Wilfred and Francine and Harriet Jones and every one-off character as well, from Lynda-with-a-Y to Jabe to Gwyneth to Novice Hame to McDonnell to Sally to Chantho to Nancy to all the rest.
Doctor Who is at its strongest when the story is focused on the strength of the bleeding, beating heart of humanity (and character in general, in its non-humans), when the characters drive the story, when at the end of the day you understand why, for all of the world's flaws, the Doctor comes back over and over again because of people like this- not just his companions, but the Jackies and Mickeys and all the rest of the world.
laura is POSSESSED by imogen temult because that is the face of sapphic wanting. that is LIVE FOOTAGE of me in ninth grade listening to she by dodie about my best friend. everyone who had that formative gay crush that scoured out your insides… this is that.
wow. laura bailey. how does it feel to be possessed by imogen temult.
what if we were best friends, and what if i fucked your boyfriend because i couldn’t fuck you, and what if i killed you—haunt me then!—and what if i ate you so i could finally have you all to myself, and what if i ritualized your death so i could consume you over and over again, and what if i didn’t know where you ended and i began, and what if we were both girls