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“My last body died for you. This body was born for you. It’s no wonder a human version of me would try to fill the void your absence left behind. My faith had to go somewhere.”
Rose finds the Doctor without his memories and hiding as a human vicar in the 21st century. After the Family of Blood is dealt with, they have their long awaited reunion.
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17 Oct 2023
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"in the space of a moment, she can see even more of that raw uncertainty, sitting right there on the surface for her to see. She is struck by how little he’s hiding from her. Her breath catches in her chest a little, not because she’s upset but because it reminds her of her favorite moments with him from before, when he would let his guard down, and when the defenses he’d carefully constructed would crumble a bit and he would allow him to care for her. All at once she sees what she couldn’t put her finger on before. He is vulnerable."
Post-Journey's End fic based upon the following concepts:
1. Metacrisis Doctor is soft
2. Rose actively choses him at Bad Wolf Bay
3. TendernessBookmarked by acrystalline
04 Oct 2023
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Things get a little hot and heavy during a dinner out and only escalate when the Doctor and Rose make it back to the TARDIS.
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02 Oct 2023
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He turned around and was met with Regulus Black. Oh, he was here. Immediately James’ heart rate began to speed up and his hands were clammy within seconds.
The only thing that changed about camp over the summer was Regulus Black. The small, slim boy he once knew was gone. If you asked James, it was like Regulus returned to camp as an angel. His face looked like the gods themselves had crafted it. Oh, how James was truly fucked this summer.
Or, Jegulus as Camp Counselors in love
Bookmarked by acrystalline
02 Oct 2023
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red sky at morning (sailors take warning) by oceanfrayed
Fandoms: Hunger Games Trilogy - Suzanne Collins, Hunger Games Series - All Media Types
22 Jul 2016
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annie tries to be anywhere but the present until a hand — cold, but warmer than anything she’s touched in weeks — is on hers.
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02 Oct 2023

