ship: ten x rose

Fic: Enemies to Lovers, Ch 6

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Pairing: Ten x Rose
Rating: Mature
Word Count: 2k (chapter)
Summary: The Doctor and Rose end up in another parallel universe shortly after their visit to Pete’s World, finding that they’ve left the events between them on the SS Madame de Pompadour unresolved. They meet parallel versions of themselves who are also in the middle of a row. The Doctor and Rose help sort out the parallel couple’s argument, but they didn’t count on receiving help in return.
Tags: angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, shagging but nothing explicit, Post GitF, Post Rise of the Cybermen/Age of Steel
Notes: This was prompted by a submission to @timepetalsprompts​​: The Doctor and Rose land in this parallel universe where they’re sworn enemies. (bonus if the original rose/doctor help the others put their differences aside and get together)

It’s been too long since the Doctor and Rose were happy. Let’s fix that, shall we?


Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 ….

Rose walked slowly to the captain’s quarters on the Bad Wolf. She reached for the door.

“Different sky.”

She froze.

“Never seen it before, and neither have you.” The voice was closer.

She turned and inhaled sharply.

He stood right in front of her, hands in his pockets. “Care to watch it with me?”

Rose said nothing for a moment. She couldn’t, not with how overwhelming his sudden presence was. She felt it was more important to remind herself to breathe.

His silhouette shrugged. “Or…not.” He sounded a little dejected. “It’s fine. Just thought I’d offer.” He turned away.

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“Shall We Dance” - Digital Oil Painting

I love the way this one turned out, all the little details like the hair and the lace and the fabric folds! I also love that you can interpret this as different BP and DT characters. She could be Lily, but she could also be Rose, all pink and yellow, after convincing the Doctor to actually stay for the party in their honor and their hosts provided them with appropriate clothing. She just caught him looking at her cleavage during their dance and he’s fumbling for an excuse or apology, he’s not sure which, while continuing to look-notlook. Hehe! Feel free to use as inspiration for fic, if you want!

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