something something the doctor having this incurable ability to see the beauty in everything, no matter their intentions.
am completely aware that it’s Not That Deep, and that this has nothing whatsoever to do with thoschei but i’d like to use it as an example of the many times the doctor’s seen the master commit atrocities yet still, found the beauty in them (by them i mean the master)
the doctor is literally strapped to a chair here. he’s been kidnapped, rolled about and slapped yet; he still will not give up on the master and their childhood dream to wander the stars together. he can’t help but think his old friend could be more, could be beautiful again. he’s the only person who can see the master’s potential for good, although he is known to be evil. he admires the master’s intelligence, when anyone else would think nothing of it because of what he uses it for.
with that admiration also comes a deep yearning for them to be equals again, not just in their cleverness but in their ideals. they are inherently the same but they don’t stand on the same side and that causes a wall in their relationship, a wall which the doctor would like to tear down by guiding the master towards goodness.
and i’d like to add that the situation’s a bit different here, obviously, since the doctor and missy were already trying to make their friendship work again. so the doctor reminisces and feels nostalgic about their past, he is hopeful about their future and wants his friend (bill) to understand why. their history’s not just history, it’s an endless cycle of meetings and goodbyes. they’re never truly gone from each other.
bill even goes so far as admitting being scared of missy. however the doctor can’t give any response to that, can’t make any promises to his friend because his oldest friend needs his help and he’s already made up his mind. he’s aware he finds a monster beautiful but he does nothing to change it.
and last but not least, this little thing. i can’t even begin to get into the atrocities spymaster committed towards the universe at large and the doctor specifically. the entire episode is filled with mentions of his past crimes, and there’s no forgiveness to be found this time, however the doctor is still noticeably unable of ignoring his brilliance, quite ironically, in the same manner he tried to be her and have a companion to “bask” in it.
all this to say— the doctor clearly associates ingenuity with beauty on top of just admiring the two, especially when they come together. and the master, being the doctor’s first friend, and a brilliant one at that, fits every criteria. the doctor’s also not just alien to humans, but alien to their own species and anyone else in the universe when it comes to how they perceive the master. therefore, the master may be beautiful to the doctor, but to everyone else, they’re evil.
don’t care much for the drumming bit but the i forgive you healed me
The drumming. Can’t you hear it? I thought it would stop, but it never does. It never, ever stops. Inside my head. The drumming, Doctor, the constant drumming.
(Allies or Enemies by the Crane Wives)
The words I speak are wildfire and weeds, and they spread, like some awful damn disease, and I swear, I didn't mean what I said, I swear I didn't mean it.
Remember when I could tell you not smile when you were mad, and you'd always crack, and we'd both be laughing in the end...now you're not so quick to forget.
Are we allies or enemies? This will be the death of me, this will be the death of me. All is fair on love and war, but I can't fight with you anymore, this will be the death of me.
What happens now? Do we bow out, and take our separate roads? I'll admit that I've had my doubts, but I want to be let in, not out, I want to be let in, not out...are we allies or enemies, this will be the death of me, this will be the death of me.
this is so thoschei coded im dying T_T
You know what trope I wanna see more of? Couples who have been married forever who are estranged but still in love but estranged. You know me better than any other person on earth. I haven't seen you in three years. I never stopped loving you. If I have to spend another minute in your presence I will murder you. I'm hurt and I need you right here with me. God you're such a dumbass. You're the only one I trust to do this job. I want you out of my sight.
no but like the song 'Little Talks' by Of Monsters and Men is so thoschei coded
...Now you're gone, gone, gone away, I watched you disappear, all that's left is the ghost of you. Now we're torn, torn, torn apart, there's nothing we can do, just let me go, we'll meet again soon...
Now wait, wait, wait for me, please hang around, I'll see you when I fall asleep
Don't listen to a word I say (hey!) The screams all sound the same (hey!) Though the truth may vary, this ship will carry our bodies safe to shore...