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WE’RE WAITING FOR YOU NCUTI COME BACK AND FIGHT THAT DALEK 💙💙💙

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Me bc Can’t get you outta my head by Kylie Minogue got #27 in the Hottest 100s greatest Australian hits of all time

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[Doctor Who - 15th’s Doctor and his companions/friends/and a love interest 💖]

✨ I’ve loved them all, and even though the 15th Doctor’s run was short and bittersweet, it was such a beautiful ride. I’ve grown to adore Ncuti’s Doctor, along with Ruby Sunday, Belinda Chandra—and a special shoutout to Rogue (He and Doctor’s short love story would be one of the spotlight within my heart). Thank you for everything, truly. 🥺💫

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Rogue can tell there’s no additional dirt from the TARDIS. He knows exactly how grubby his hands are.

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Who Would Wish for That?

John Smith wanted to reach through the warm fuzz of the television screen, and know what it was like to touch the man behind it. 

His hair was curly, what would it feel like under his fingers? Belinda's hair was curly, didn't he like Belinda's hair? But this was different. His hair was short, but not like his, more like Ibrahim's. 

He wanted to hold his hand, and it would feel different to Belinda's, who was smaller than him. Her hands were soft and hair nails small and pointed, but they were never marred by her cleaning and cooking and mothering, because the world was good like that. What was it like to hold a hand the size of his own, blunt and worn, and run with him?

He wanted to know what it was like to make that man's mouth smile, and laugh, and to press it to his own. He knew what it was like to kiss him, didn't he? Just for a moment, like a memory of a dream, a stranger's thumb catching tears on his cheek, and it made him feel sick. 

But when he thought of the easy teasing of the man on the screen, he couldn't help but smile to himself. 

I miss you. Well, more than that, I love you.

John Smith's heart hammered so hard it was like he had more than one. But it had felt right. It had felt like something he already knew. Was it really possible, out there, to love a man like a wife?

He wanted to see the stars reflected back in his eyes. He wanted to feel him by his side. He wanted to run with him and never stop.

But he must have been wrong. Because the thought of this life with him, every happy-morning good-bye happy-day good-night kiss, spare chaste touches without meeting eyes, nights facing the wall with warmth bleeding through the distance in the sheets, felt unbearable.

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my favorite quotes from the Rogue book and original scripts for no particular reason and with no context - SPOILERS ofc

book “I guess when you’re that rich you’re always laughing, he thought”

“Watching the wealthy gorge themselves, on wine and each other, he found a bitter taste in his mouth, knowing that far from the walls of this estate, most of the population was living in abject poverty”

“it’s strange the shape time takes when you lose someone [...] but when you felt you’d lived through the main event of your life, everything else - that extra bit of life you found yourself wandering through - was a bit like an epilogue.”

“His gorgeous brown eyes beamed up at Rogue from the middle of the crowd. For the first time in a long time, Rogue felt that jolt of electricity when you meet that person”

“Ok, we have an ego here and apparently an inventor, thought the Doctor. That’s- “Cute” he said, which only spurred on Rogue. 

“The bounty hunter's strong, the Doctor thought. Confirmed.”

“Kylie Minogue started to blare loudly around the ship, and not kist any Kylie, classic Kylie. The fine dining choice from her music menu, “Can’t Get You Out of MY Head”” (there’s a note to this: “It is, of course, destined to become Earth’s national anthem in 4055.”)

“The Doctor could see by Rogue’s change in demeanor that he should probably have spent less time dancing and a little more time escaping”

“This Doctor liked that Doctor, and hoped he was getting to relax all those miles and years away right now. Not a care in the world. His only worry being what biscuit next to dunk in his coup of tea” 

“Rogue just stared in awe, taking in the Doctor, all of them. You’re beautiful, he said.”

“Rogue could not have known this would be their last week together. It was the inescapable. They could jump through time together, see so many beautiful worlds blossom with life and watch that happen over and over, but this did not mean that either of them could escape time themselves. In some ways it was time’s greatest gift, the not knowing. [...] He wondered how long he would have with this new and wonderful stranger, and then also why he was troubling himself with the though at all. He could feel and excitement building in his stomach; it was terrifying, all the ways in which this could go sideways”

“He walked up to the blue box, pushed open the door and took the fist teps into the next chapter of his life.”

“I’m always me; people either like that or they don't, Ruby concluded. And that way, I find friends that like me for who I really am”

"Rogue had met many dreamers and magicians in his travels. It was surprising how manny had bounties on their heads; he immediately recalled quite a complicated winter with Houdini.”

“Rogue got the feeling that when people met the Doctor, they would often uproot everything for him”

From Art's letter, to Rogue's next partner and Rogue: “I hope you’ve made a least one friend since my passing” “Apart from this, however, what you will find is a great man who I loved with every part of my soul. Please give him a hug from me and do not name a child or dog in my memory when you move in together. A cactus is fine though.” “And Rogue, if it is you reading this letter, don't let me worry about you. I did enough of that when I was around and oh, the time i wasted. Dont hide. [...] Live. Talk with everyone. Laugh. Dare to ask someone, is this seat taken?. And Most importantly, don't forget to dance. That’s the best part.”

“Can’t I storm off alone? said Rogue. I would rather not talk in front of this many people”

“The worlds I could show you. That’s what the Doctor had said to him in the tardis. A phrase that was playing over and over in his head. [...] He’d not been asking the Doctor for marriage, but for some simple commitment, A sign he should stay longer than this one adventure”

“If it’s not our problem, whose is it? The Doctor’s voice was cold, angry. [...] You’re choosing not to care. [...] Rogue knew that if he chose to walk away now, hw would be waking away alone. [...] The Doctor let go of Rogue’s hand and climbed in through the window, and Rogue did what he knew he would do for ever. Follow him.”

“He was now trapped with the Chuldur, but he was not afraid. [...] He couldn’t lose anyone else. But he was ready to be the one who was lost.”

“The world continued to dance as if nothing had happened the night before”

“Then he popped [the ring] on his finger. It looked good. A little piece of Rogue to go with him.”

“He had agreed that he wasn’t going to be lost anymore. Because Rogue had realised he was worth finding”

“Rogue was grateful that their eyes had met on this one. What a great surprise that had been from the universe, Yes right now he was lonely, but time wansn’t linear and this was his favorite thing about it. [...] Rogue was in the Doctor’s arms, spinning aroun d and around, for ever”

script Up on the balcony is a very handsome stranger, ROGUE (early 30s, brooding, mysterious, probably writes poetry).

ROGUE Unless you’re going to screw... ‘...me,’ no, stops himself. Oops. Pause.

ROGUE (loving it) Is that I’m hot, or you’re hot? THE DOCTOR No, it’s just, um - ROGUE Who’s hot, Doctor? Cos you’re not

MISS TALBOT I liked it when they were happy and carefree and gay

ROGUE (CONT’D) I just can’t... I mean. The Doctor turns back round, slowly. Rogue takes a DEEP BREATH, steadying himself. ROGUE (CONT’D) I just can’t get you out of my head. Boy, your loving is all I think about The Doctor turns back, smiling. He clocks it but unknown to the crowd, Rogue has started to recite the words to Kylie Minogue’s “Can’t Get You Out of My Head” [...] ROGUE (CONT’D) Won’t you stay? Stay forever and ever? With me. The Doctor is genuinely a little flustered as he takes the ring off Rogue. He is better at this than he expected. EVERYONE in the hall is looking at them now. It worked.

THE DOCTOR & ROGUE run, HAND-IN-HAND. Iconic image: two men, in 1813, running together, wild, exhilarated.

He pops it on his finger. It looks good.  He smiles at it sadly. A little piece of Rogue to go with him. END OF EPISODE

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I MISS YOU ROGUE COME BACK PLEASEEEEE

💔💔

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Bit of teaser art for a fanfic I'm working on ^-^

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btw the rogue book saying that art is always there to save rogue and the doctor leaving him trapped in superhell…. doctor when i catch you doctor……..

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Hi I'd like to talk to you about your tardis's extended warranty

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Ruby and her Doctor 💙💙

Thankyou @blackbonnet-ruined-my-life

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Hi!!! You're back with prompts, nice! Can you please write something with Rogue?

Rogue isn't entirely sure where this dimension is. He'd tried to work it out when he'd first arrived; he'd sat and stared at the stars in a bid to triangulate his position in the universe, before realising that these weren't stars or planets or asteroid belts that he knew, and that he was under a different sky entirely to the one he'd left behind; the one he'd flown through and lived under for his whole life.

The planet itself isn't awful; it's hot during the day and cold at night, with everything red-hued and covered in a thin layer of fine dust that he'd long since given up on attempting to remove from his body. It's now engrained in his fingernails, the whorls of his ears, his hair, giving him a slightly strange burnt orange hue that startles him when he catches his reflection in the sparkling streams that bisect the plains and rocky terrains.

The Chuldur have long since disappeared over the horizon; banding together and forming their own encampment before heading off in search of the local life forms. He's not entirely sure they made it; he's met the planet's tall, scaled indigenous beings, and they make no mention of the aliens. He trades with them, communicates with them, learns how to survive from them, and in exchange they treat him as a sort of pet or mascot, a fascination, something curious and intriguing, like an exhibit in a museum or a zoo. Still, they seem genuinely fond of him, and he's grateful for that, even if he lies awake at night and wonders how he can leave this place and return to his own universe.

He thinks of the Doctor when he imagines this; thinks of him so often that he can no longer put a quantifiable estimate on how frequently. Sometimes there might be whole hours in which he doesn't hold him in the forefront of his mind, followed by more hours of guilt for the perceived transgression of forgetting. Sometimes, in contrast, he spends days dwelling on the mysterious stranger he'd risked his life for; sometimes, he wonders if it was worth it, and feels guilty for even considering the notion. He thinks about their inevitable reunion, for it will come, he knows; he thinks about the life they might lead, running around the universe together.

It keeps him going; it burns in him, a fervent wish, a hope, a dream.

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WERE NEVER GOING TO SEE 15ROGUE AGAIN 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

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Meant for each other:

need a whole season's worth of the doctor's escapades with houdini

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if you asked me a week ago how i thought 15 would die i would have guessed succumbing to his injuries after rescuing rogue from hell and dying homosexually in his arms but. no. instead he dies forcing a baby onto a woman who has never shown interest in motherhood. great...