#Fezturion

[gayeddie-saved-me]

is this anything

[seaweedstarshine]

sorry to the eleven/missy, eleven/river, and twelve&bill fics that I've been working on since late 2023, I spaced and wrote eleven+rory in a single afternoon, which I was really shocked to discover I'm still capable of (warnings in ao3 tags)

[thepunkmuppet]

please do reblog for wider reach and put your opinions and justifications in the tags!!

mlm | wlw | het

[shehungthemoon]

The way I ship each Doctor with someone completely different, yet each still in a ride-or-die, “they’re soulmates goddammit” way.

[sonic-spoondriver]

the power of three

[delta-entropy]

@angstisfeels read the episode summary and only watch the ones you think are interesting and the introduction of a new doctor. I also really hardcore ship rory/11 at somepoint

Where are we? ”Paris, 2010 AD, and this is the mighty Musée D'Orsay, home to many of the greatest paintings in history.” [Vincent and the Doctor]

[rionnagbheag]

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[intergalacticstarlight]

💉💉 (for eleven from rory !!)

[ @muse--menagerie ] - [ Send “💉💉” to find my muse drugged and tied to a chair after being tortured and missing- Found Here. ]

WARNING: This post contains mentions of kidnapping, torture/physical abuse, blood, telepathic assault, severe bodily injury, intoxication/drugging someone against their will and will likely contain graphic violence in the future. Please proceed with caution. Thank you.

          The Doctor never did like the taste of blood.

          It's bitter and metallic and it coats his tongue, turns his stomach, makes him remember days he'd rather leave forgotten. Memories he'd buried long ago on purpose, memories of when he hadn't been a Doctor but rather a Soldier, an engine of War. People throughout time and space have the habit of calling him a good man, but a good man doesn't need rules.

          He has hundreds, and none of them do him any good in his current... situation.

          He and Rory had been exploring a pleasure planet when he'd encountered one of his enemies. Thankfully he'd sent Rory off to reserve a table at the most popular restaurant on the planet so when he'd been taken he'd insisted he were alone. They'd drugged him, bound him to a chair and interrogated him about his ship, his people, the War itself but he hadn't given in. Not even when they'd entered his mind to attempt to steal the information telepathically. He'd simply put up as many walls as possible, locking doors in his mind and doing everything he could in his intoxicated state to keep them well out.

          They hadn't taken it well and ever since they'd been torturing him endlessly, burning him, whipping him, beating him, attacking his senses, drugging him faster than his metabolism could rectify and treating telepathy as a formidable weapon which... wasn't unfamiliar territory. In truth, compared to what he'd had to endure at the hands of enemies in the past, and at the hands of his own people, he could handle this. Still... even his superior biology couldn't hold out forever in these conditions, considering he hasn't had a thing to eat or drink in what his probably-inaccurate-time-senses insist has been over a week.

          The sound of the metal door to his cell opening causes him to wince, his head bowed and his eyes heavily lidded from the intoxication.

          "Ah. Back again, I see. I've told you lot before, if you want to-" he pauses mid sentence, the scent of the person who entered the room finally reaching him. He'd know that scent anywhere. His head lifts and his eyes snap open, his face bruised, splattered with his own blood, his lip split and his eyes both swollen half shut from swelling.

          One thing about his intoxicated state- it prevented his regeneration energy from healing him. Whomever had taken him had come prepared.

          "Rory?... Rory, what- what're you doing here? No.. No, no, NO, you've got to run. Before they come back, please- if anything happened to you, I’d-...”

[gayeddie-saved-me]

alternate version because. why not

[dead-scorpio]

Oh look at me having fezturion feels in 2k18

Why must I hurt myself in this way

[alexzenderborn]

Roleplay! <3

I think this is the 3rd one I’ve made but I have updates!!

Sherlock:

Johnlock (Down for either, better at sherlock)

Lazytown:

Sportarobbie!! <3 (Good as either!)

General

Yogscast:

Sjips (Either!)

Honeyphos (either!)

Hatsome (Any!)

Ridgena, Ridgna, LividDog, RidgeCoffee (Good Lalna!)

Troll Hunters:

StrickLake! (down for either! New to this!)

Any possible general

Doctor Who:

I ship just about anything you can think of that doesn’t erase my favorite lesbian Billy.

Whoufflé (Either!)

TenRose

Yowzah

Fezturion

Twiver!

My Hero Academia:

I don't have a ship yet! *shrug* So hit me up and we will see! :D

The Adventure Zone:

I’ll try!

Taakitz

Blupjeans

[rionnagbheag]

Yikes why do i like shit like that its gross

[extremelycleveruphere]

Pssst, do any Rory’s wanna play? I love family like threads, friendship threads, and ship threads. I love in depth Rory interactions in general, just gimme??

[rhdcarts]

For the shipping meme, could you do Fezturion?

hello darkness my old friend

its been too long

makes the bed in the mornings: Neither, tbh. The Doctor insists on them sleeping in bunk beds and never makes the bed, which ofc makes Rory frustrated, but Rory refuses to make a bunk bed bc he is a completely mature adult

has sole possession of the T.V. remote: Rory. The Doctor doesn't see the appeal most of the time, and Rory loves the fact that they have cable in the time vortex, even if his shows arent on at the times they should be

is the bigger cuddler: thE DOCTOR IS PRACTICALLY AN OCTOPUS

does the laundry: Rory because he is THe Responsible One, as he keeps reminding The Doc

mows the lawn: neither bc the tardis keeps the lawn in the rooms with grass perfectly groomed herself

shops for groceries: Rory. The Doctor forgets. A lot.

comes home drunk at 3am: Neither, honestly. Eleven hated alcohol, and Rory is always ready for an emergency so he won't be drunk unless he feels particularly safe and on earth

makes breakfast: It just sort of... appears. They don't question it and thank the tardis for all she does for them

remembers to feed the fish: they learned early on that fish were not the pet for them

decorates the apartment: the doctor kEEPS REDECORATING WITHOUT TELLING RORY AND HE KEEPS GETTING LOST IN THE TARDIS HALLS

initiates duets: The Doctor, and frequently

falls asleep first: Probably Rory because he gets over excited like a big puppy and then he just crashes

wow it has been way too long since ive done something for fezturion i am so sorry

[mygenocidalgallifreyan-blog-blog]

More music! This song is a Fezturion soundcloud song that I wrote called "Please Come Back." Lyrics: Every time I loose an eyelash Or see a shooting star pass the window of my TARDIS, I make a wish And see you with me. Burning in the back of my Tortured and meandering mind. I really miss your Shining green eyes I really wish you Would come back to life. Save me the pity, and travel here instead. The boy who waited, is now long and forever dead. Screw the laws of time and space, I'll brake 'um once, just please escape. I need you here, at my back, Dear Rory Arthur, Please come back. (Ah ah ah ah oh oh oh oh whoa oh oh oh oh. Whoa oh oh oh oh.) I can't believe, You're really gone, I am afraid this time it can't be unwritten, darling. Roranicus. Centurion. Man made of plastic matter. But does that even matter? I really miss your Wavy blonde hair. I really wish you'd, Wake up and again and care. Save me the pity, and travel here instead. The boy who waited, is now long and forever dead. Screw the laws of time and space, I'll brake 'um once, just please escape. I need you here, at my back, Dear Rory Arthur, Please come back. (Ah ah ah ah oh oh oh oh whoa oh oh oh oh. Whoa oh oh oh oh.) Please, oh please, Where are you, Roman? C'mon, let's leave, And get this story rolling. Rory, the angels Can never harm us now. Rory, my angel, Please don't take your final bow! (Ah ah ah ah oh oh oh oh whoa oh oh oh oh. Whoa oh oh oh oh.) Rory. Dear Rory. My Rory. Rory the Roman! Rory, Fantastic Rory, Amazing Rory, Handsome Rory. Save me the pity, and travel here instead. The boy who waited, is now long and forever dead. Screw the laws of time and space, I'll brake 'um once, just please escape. I need you here, at my back, Dear Rory Arthur, Please come back.