Trying to keep up some sort of writing schedule…it's nice to have a one-shot/prompt-based story to fall back on when inspiration is running low. So I figured I'd write a shorter prompt today, seeing as I'm have trouble thinking about what to write right now.

God bless and have a great day (or night)!

ThePro-LifeCatholic

Jesuslovesmarina: Yep, poor Martha. The thing is, I don't know why so many people don't like her. I think Martha Jones was a really good character, but I appreciated her more when she wasn't the Doctor's companion. That's me, anyway.

my fandom is better than yours: Welcome to the story! Love the username, by the way. ;)

I guess maybe I should make a disclaimer or something…I've only done that once in this fic. Welp, I don't own Doctor Who, or its characters. There are some OCs of mine who will be scattered throughout this story (I've already included some), and they belong to me. I guess I also own whatever ideas/theories/ramblings that aren't included in the show. I don't own the BBC. If I did, Moriarty would've stayed dead, and his brother would be taking over in Season 4 (Moriarty having an older brother is a canon fact found in the original Sherlock Holmes' books).

Writing Prompt #12: Love Spell: Opposites Attract

Characters: Ninth Doctor, Rose Tyler

Shippings: Nine/Rose

Genre: Romance/Hurt/Comfort

Rating: K

They were opposites in every way.

He was dark, obscure. He dressed in black and other atramentous colors specifically so he could slip past unseen. He stuck to the shadows, afraid that if he stepped into the light, his entire self would be exposed to the world.

She, on the other hand, was a bright, pink-and-yellow phenomenon. People saw her coming from a mile away. And strangely, she didn't seem to care that the world could see her so easily.

He hid himself in armor of his own design. Only occasionally would he show himself, in brief flashes. If enough rage built up, those nearby could see the dark creature that lurked behind its barrier of leather. The Doctor who had slain billions.

Other times, he would let himself out during a moment of true joy and fondness. The smile on his face wouldn't be a mask. He would practically glow with energy, life, and laughter. He would dance, spinning on his heels and snapping his fingers. But he would always lock himself up again.

She wore her heart on her sleeve. You could always tell what she was thinking, even when she didn't say anything. And she had problems containing herself, especially when she felt that something immoral was going on.

He could stand in silence, unreadable, the thoughts racing through his mind as he figured out the flaws of his adversaries. These he'd use against them. He would be lying if he said that he never used questionable means to attain a good end.

She wasn't wired that way. She hated all evil, and she couldn't seem to meet the Doctor halfway on this point. She yelled in the face of the enemy; while he figured out a way to free them, she was reprimanding the monster. Time and time again she kept him from choosing the options which he felt were wrong but necessary.

He had lost everything. His family, his friends, his home, and by his own hands. He could never shake this thought. Even during those moments of true happiness, it was lurking in his subconscious. A whirl of whispers followed him wherever he went. He couldn't be loved, he couldn't love. He would never again find happiness of any kind. The universe couldn't afford to be merciful to one such as him.

She defied these fears. She took his hand and entrusted to him her life. She followed in his footsteps, and made him smile for the first time in years. She made him find hope when he had been convinced that he no longer deserved it. It was she who planted a small though in his mind, that maybe he wasn't doomed to be alone. That maybe he could find for himself a new family.

In all of time and space, across timelines and galaxies, they had both found the one worth having forever. She was his, and he was hers. And no differences could possibly separate them.

So…there we go. A bit of Nine/Rose stuff. Hope you guys enjoy!