#patrice okereke

[regenderate-fic]

Lights in the Window

Fandom: Doctor Who Ships: Ninth Doctor/Rose Tyler Characters: Ninth Doctor, Rose Tyler, Mickey Smith, Sally Salter, Patrice Okereke, Mook Jayasundera Rating: General Series: Eight Nights of DoctorRose (link goes to ao3 page) Word Count: 1,432 Other Tags: Hanukkah, Holidays

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Summary: The Doctor doesn't do domestics. Rose gets him to come to her friend's Hanukkah celebration anyway.

NOTES: happy third night of doctorrose!! all rose's friends (sally, mook, patrice) are members of mickey's band in the rose novelization and feature in audio material (sally is mentioned in dw redacted and parallel universe mook and patrice are speaking characters in the dimension cannon audio titled "the last party on earth") so that's where i'm drawing from for that. i love the idea that rose and mickey have this friend group full of lgbt people 😌

full disclosure no one committed to writing tomorrow's fic (it's supposed to be tenrose and donna) so if we skip a day. shhhhh. i'm going to try to write something small though

“C’mon! It’ll be fun.” Rose was tugging at the Doctor’s arm, pulling him away from the TARDIS console. “Everyone’s dying to meet you.”

“Let ‘em,” the Doctor said, trying his absolute hardest to turn back to the console. 

“Oh, don't be stupid,” Rose said. “You'll love them. Promise.”

The Doctor turned back to her. “Told you. Don't do domestics.”

Rose rolled her eyes. “I told you. This isn't domestics. It's just a holiday with my friends. Or don't you do friends?”

“I've got you,” the Doctor replied. “How many more do I need?”

Rose counted on her fingers. “At least five,” she said. “Not counting Mickey.” 

“Oh, Mickey’s going to be there?”

“Oi, be nice.” Rose shoved at the Doctor. “It's just for an evening, and then you can go back to being all sulky in your box, all right?” 

The Doctor lifted his hand to tangle his fingers with Rose’s, and Rose grinned. She’d gotten him. 

“Fine,” he said. “Just the one night, though. I know how these holidays go.”

“Don’t worry,” Rose replied. “We’ve never done every night with Sally. Just the one. ‘Cause she was tired of celebrating Christmas.” She raised her eyebrows. “Which is something you and her will have in common!”

The Doctor glowered.

They showed up at Mickey’s flat half an hour late. As they approached, Rose rolled her eyes and said, “Some time machine you’ve got.”

“Oi, at least it’s the right year,” the Doctor protested. 

“Yeah, but you would've landed us in the middle of the Thames if I hadn't been paying attention.” Rose banged on the door. “Oi, it's me! Open up!”

It was Patrice who opened the door. He grinned to see Rose.

“Well, if it isn't our own Rose Tyler!” 

Before Rose could respond, she heard Sally’s voice from inside the flat, calling, “Is that Rose? Tell her to get in here so we can light the candles.”

“Coming,” Rose called. She stepped across the threshold, pulling the Doctor with her. They followed Patrice into the living room, where everyone was gathered around the menorah on the coffee table: Patrice dropped into a too-small armchair with Mook, and Sally was kneeling on the ground between the armchair and the sofa. Mickey was on the sofa. He moved over to make room for Rose and the Doctor to sit. 

“About time you showed up,” he said to Rose. 

Rose glanced at the Doctor. “That's what I said.”

“I do my best, all right?” The Doctor crossed his arms. “Anyway, we got here in the end.”

“And we're glad you did,” Sally said. “It's not a real No Hot Ashes Hanukkah without Rose Tyler.”

Rose laughed. “So let's get on with it, then.” 

“Right. Rose, has your friend done this before?”

“Not the way we do it,” Rose said with a grin. 

Everyone laughed. 

Rose nudged the Doctor. “Actually, have you done this?”

He stared at her. “Rose, I'm nine hundred years old. I was at the original.”

Sally was looking at them curiously, but Rose just rolled her eyes. “No need to brag.” She nodded at Sally. “Go ahead. He’ll be fine.”

“Right, everybody,” Sally said, straightening up. “We're looking at three candles tonight. Sing along if you know the words.” She began to sing the first blessing. Rose remembered about half the words from previous years, and she filled them in where she could: mostly she liked hearing Sally’s voice mingling with the others’, all coming together in the prayer.

Everyone was quiet when the blessings ended, watching as Sally lit the candle in the center of the menorah and touched the flame to the first candle, the second, the third, each flickering to life in turn. With the candles lit, Sally sat back again and broke into song. Rose didn't remember any of this one, but to her surprise the Doctor did. He was singing along quietly, his low voice mixing with the others’. Rose tried not to stare. He had a nice voice, Rose realized— she wasn’t sure she’d really heard him sing before, but he sang like he did everything else, with a consistency bordering on gentle. (Of course, if she called him gentle to his face, she was sure he’d protest, but it was true. He was always gentle, when it counted.) Rose closed her eyes, listening to her friends’ voices, feeling the warmth that came with a room full of people singing in the candles’ glow. 

“All right!” Patrice hooted, the second there was silence. “Now we can get the party started!” He leapt off the chair and went into the kitchen. Mook followed half a step behind, and the both of them came back a minute later, Mook with a plate full of latkes in one hand and a tub of sour cream in the other, Patrice with a bottle of cheap vodka and a handful of shot glasses. Rose groaned.

“Don’t start with that again,” she said. “Thought we learned from last year.”

“What happened last year?” the Doctor asked.

“Patrice made dreidel into a drinking game. Lots of fun, until Sally started dancing on the table and knocked over the menorah,” Mickey explained.

“And the rest of us were too drunk to do anything about it,” Rose added. “Would’ve burned down the flat, if Mook hadn’t smothered the fire with a blanket.”

“Was one of my favorite blankets, too,” Mickey said.

“Oh, come on,” Patrice said. “We’ll just make a rule.” He gestured towards the menorah. “Everyone stay off the table.”

“Or we could put the menorah somewhere else,” Sally added. “When I was a kid we always put it in the window. ‘Cause we’re supposed to broadcast the whole ‘miracle’ thing.”

“Pretty sure you’ve done your part just by having us over,” Mook pointed out. 

“Does it count if we already knew about the miracle?” Patrice asked. 

“I think it does,” Sally decided. “But the window’s better anyway.” She picked up the menorah, carefully balancing the candles, and moved it over to the windowsill. “All right,” she said, moving back towards the coffee table. “Now we can start the party.”

For all Rose had protested the alcohol, she had to admit the party was fun. Patrice did manage to convince everyone to play his drinking game, and Rose found herself losing badly, becoming tipsier and tipsier as the night went on. The Doctor seemed to be loosening up a bit, sitting on the floor next to Rose, laughing when she got particularly slap-happy and started tossing the dreidel in the air instead of spinning it. 

“Try this,” he said, picking up the dreidel by its stem and twisting his fingers as he dropped it. It landed perfectly, still upright, and spun for at least another ten seconds before it dropped.

“Show-off,” Rose scoffed. 

“No, really, try,” the Doctor said, passing the dreidel back to her.

“Thought it was my turn,” Mickey protested. 

“You’ll have it in a minute,” Rose said. She held up the dreidel like the Doctor had, trying to mimic his motion as she dropped it. It fell over. Rose shrugged. “Oh, well. Worth a try.” She tossed the dreidel over to Mickey. “All yours.” 

The Doctor, meanwhile, had taken off his leather jacket. Rose eyed his arms, still covered by the burgundy jumper— there was something so soft about him, with his defenses down like this. She couldn’t quite put words to how it made her feel. Instead of trying, she picked up the jacket and pulled it over her own shoulders, sticking her arms through the sleeves. She looked down at herself and giggled. 

“Look, I’m the Doctor,” she laughed, sticking her hands in the pockets. 

“You’re drunk, is what you are,” the Doctor said, brushing a hand across her hair. 

Rose grinned, leaning into him. “I’m the Doctor,” she repeated, lowering her voice. “And I’ve got a time machine, and a sonic screwdriver, and I think I’m so impressive.”

“If you’re quite finished—”

Rose laughed. She watched as Patrice spun the dreidel, and then laughed again when it landed on shin and he had to push his last piece of gelt into the circle. He tipped a shot into his mouth, and then spread his arms and said, “Okay, who’s gonna invest in me?”

Mook rolled his eyes and tossed two pieces in front of him. “But that’s the last time,” he said.

“That’s all I need,” Patrice promised. 

It was a few more rounds before Rose, too, was out of gelt— but instead of asking for “investments,” she just leaned against the Doctor, watching the others play. It was only another half hour before the game devolved into a lighthearted argument between Sally and Patrice, anyway, and then only fifteen minutes before Mook tugged at Patrice’s arm and said, “Getting a bit late, isn’t it?” Everyone said their goodbyes, and then Rose and the Doctor were walking back to the TARDIS, Rose still wearing the Doctor’s jacket.

“You had fun,” she teased, stumbling against him.

“You’re drunk,” he told her again.

“Yeah, and?” Rose giggled. “You still had fun. I saw you.”

He wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her up. “Nope,” he said. “It was domestic. I don’t do domestics.”

Rose just laughed harder, and the Doctor seemed to soften even more as he helped her into the TARDIS. 

“All right,” he said, guiding her to the jumpseat. “Fine. I didn’t hate it.”

“Told you!” Rose crowed. 

The Doctor gave her a look as he moved to the console. A flick of a lever and a press of a button later, he went back over to Rose, pulling her to her feet.

“All right, Rose Tyler,” he said. “Let’s get you to bed, shall we?”

Rose sighed against his jumper. “Okay,” she said. She let him lead her through the corridors to her room. When they got there, she turned, pulling him into a tight hug. “Thanks for coming with me,” she breathed. “Means a lot.”

“Anything for you,” the Doctor said, and it sounded like a joke, but for one exhilarating second, Rose let herself believe it.

[gallifreyanhotfive]

Random Doctor Who Facts You Might Not Know, Part 22

One time the Fourth Doctor and Sarah Jane escaped the Daleks only because the future Fourth Doctor had gone back in time to strategically place objects that would aid them in their escape.

The Doctor visited Queen Elizabeth II's coronation in all of their first 13 numbered incarnations.

Sam Jones knows what the Doctor's name is.

Rassilonian timeflies are time sensitive insects that have carcinogenic and artronic shells that can cause chronal tumors.

Oscar Wilde looks a lot like the Eighth Doctor. After finding some of the Eighth's clothes in the TARDIS, he even put them on.

In fact, by some accounts, Oscar Wilde was a vampire.

After the Eighth Doctor lost his second heart, he'd get panic attacks upon only feeling that he only had a single pulse.

Once when the Ninth Doctor was listing his former companions, he mentioned a Prince Egon and an Ella McBrien. It is unknown when these two were companions or which Doctor they traveled with.

The Eighth Doctor carries food in his pockets because he doesn't like seeing his companions hungry.

Mickey was in a band called No Hot Ashes (temporarily renamed Bad Wolf) with Mook Jayasundera, Patrice Okereke, Sally Salter, and Jimmy Stone.

Destrii thought the Eighth Doctor was a "package" because he had "brains, buns, and barrel-loads of bravado."

The First Doctor lost his left hand in a fight with a Soul Pirate. Twenty years after losing it, he got a prosthetic but almost immediately lost that one too. He was very miffed by all of this.

It was the First Doctor’s second fight with the Soul Pirates (the fight involving the prosthetic) that inspired J. M. Barrie to write Peter Pan.

Time Lord brains are worth a lot of money.

The Eleventh Doctor's favorite fruit is pomegranate.

The Eighth Doctor once telepathically stopped someone's heart.

The Fourth Doctor once said that he "would never say 'bowties are cool.'"

According to the Ninth Doctor, the only two "halfway sentient" species on Earth in 2005 are humans and meerkats.

The Eleventh Doctor was incredibly guilty about all of the casualties that resulted from the siege on Trenzalore. Because of this, he suppressed his memories of these events.

The Eighth Doctor temporarily became a business consultant and a beekeeper in order to provide for his daughter Miranda.

The Eighth Doctor finds the Sixth Doctor to be embarrassing.

While trapped in the mirror, Daughter of Mine was visited by several incarnations of the Doctor, including the old one with all the hair (Twelfth), the one Benny had traveled with (Seventh), the thin white aristocrat (Shalka), the one who couldn't walk (the Doctor 2, who used a wheelchair), and the one with red hair (Merlin).

Part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28

[quantumshade]

i agree on a lot of your points, specifically on Rose being complacent in her life, but i'm gonna push back on labeling her purposefully homophobic for a couple reasons.

(under a cut because i don't know how to shut up, sorry 😭)

honestly? i think we underestimate how bad things were for gay people when this was being written. maybe i just grew up in the early 2000s, but "you're so gay" is so tame. people would just say that. i heard a lot worse daily in school, even before i was personally targeted for being queer. and yes, that is homophobic, but i would argue that that is an instance of cultural homophobia rather than individual homophobia. i don't know how productive it is to call this 19 year old character from 2005 homophobic, especially in our terms in 2024.

i think, much more so than the culture she comes from, an integral and thematically relevant part of rose's character is that she identifies with people the world looks down on and she goes out of her way to be kind to them. like there is a lot to say vis a vis s1 rose + queerness but i would say that is in relation to her Own queerness, and discovering that she can be more than everyone said she could be, not her discovering that Homophobia Is Bad Actually

that leads in to what i want to say about the doctor dances: i don't think she's put off or disgusted or made uncomfortable by jack flirting with a man. i think it's much more a combination of "i was flirting with this guy all night and i thought he was interested, did i misread this situation?" and also "wow. this thing that is a massive problem in my time and culture doesn't matter at all in the future" AND "there's gay people in 1940 even though i was told my whole life that wasn't a thing".

all the rtd companions have moments like this, not just Rose, because rtd is a gay man and he knows how people react to that sort of sudden knowledge, especially in the early 2000s. martha has a moment like this in the shakespeare code, donna has one in unicorn and the wasp. hell, even ruby sunday has her face journey after the houdini comment in the church on ruby road.

i'm gonna put in a quote from the novelization of Rose, written by RTD:

Mickey’s little gang sat in the kitchen: Mook Jayasundera, a shy, tiny lad with big staring eyes; Patrice Okereke, the gangling, grinning joker of the pack; and Sally Salter, born Stephen Salter, sharp, spiky-haired and cautious but always, Rose thought, smiling at some private joke. They all whooped and stood and hugged her and asked about last night while Mickey made them coffee. Rose loved this little gang. They called themselves a band, rehearsing their R&B once a week, after hours, in the garage where Mickey worked, but they had few musical ambitions beyond earning £60 in the Lamb & Flag once a month; really, they were together for the laughs. And laugh they did, this untidy little kitchen often full of booze and music. Rose thought the company he kept was one of the best things about Mickey. His crew weren’t just mates, they were all escaping something; the flat had only one bedroom but the living room settee was usually taken up by whichever member of the band had fallen out with someone the night before. Mook was the youngest of six brothers and came to No.90 so he could gradually, cautiously, definitely be gay. Patrice held down three jobs, saving for the day he could leave home and escape his mother’s sullen boyfriend. Sally had never gone back to her parents since starting to transition, calling her old home Stephen’s house, keeping a toothbrush and clothes at five different flats scattered across the estate. And Mickey was the centre of their lives. He’d been on the housing list at 16, and at 18 he’d been granted that holy grail, a flat of his own. The first thing he did, when given the keys to No.90, was to prop that door open and make others welcome.

i'm mostly sharing this because i absolutely love the book and also because the fact that mickey and rose have a gay friend group on the estates brings me so much joy. it also recontextualizes a lot of these moments, as well as gives a lot of insight to how rtd wanted to characterize her at the beginning of her story. don't get me wrong, rose IS an incredibly flawed character who grows so much over her time with the doctor, but i don't think the purpose of things like rose's "you're so gay" or her surprise about how open jack is with sexuality is to express that she is herself homophobic. "you're so gay" is honestly just typical "young person from the 2000s" speech. and her surprise expresses that she is discovering that the world is bigger than she previously thought, in more ways than one.

the "you're so gay" line is good because it's important that rose ascends from casual homophobia to being in a polycule with the two queerest dudes on tv in 2005

[ao3feed-doctorxrose]

Lights in the Window

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/9XFeOh6

by regenderate

The Doctor doesn't do domestics. Rose gets him to come to her friend's Hanukkah celebration anyway.

Words: 1686, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of Eight Nights of DoctorRose

Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Ninth Doctor (Doctor Who), Rose Tyler, Mickey Smith (Doctor Who), Sally Salter, Patrice Okereke, Mook Jayasundera

Relationships: Ninth Doctor/Rose Tyler

Additional Tags: Hanukkah, Holidays, Banter, Party, Fluff

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/9XFeOh6

[lightofotherstars]

One of my favourite details from the Rose novelisation is that Mickey canonically plays the bass for an R&B garage band, which changes names at least once a month (and, shortly before the events of “Rose”, tries going by the name Bad Wolf). They rehearse in the garage where Mickey works once a week, and play at the Lamb & Flag pub once a month for about sixty quid. Mostly it’s a bit of a laugh - they have no serious musical ambitions - but Mickey’s usually got at least one of his bandmates sleeping on the settee at his flat, No. 90, depending on who’s had a falling out with someone the night before. His bandmates include:

- Mook Jayasundera, “a shy, tiny lad with big staring eyes,” the youngest of six brothers who “came to No. 90 so he could gradually, cautiously, definitely be gay.”

- Patrice Okereke, “the gangling, grinning joker of the pack,” who “held down three jobs, saving for the day he could leave home and escape his mother’s sullen boyfriend.” (In one of the dimension cannon audio dramas, Patrice & Mook start dating while the world is ending, to which Jackie and Rose are like “uh, yeah, obviously you’re in love, go get him already.” Which is a delight.)

- Sally Salter (”sharp, spiky-haired and cautious but always, Rose thought, smiling at some private joke”) who never went back to her parents’ house after starting to transition, but who keeps clothes and toothbrushes in five different flats across the estate.

(”And Mickey was the centre of their lives. He’d been on the housing list at 16, and at 18 he’d been granted that holy grail, a flat of his own. The first thing he did, when given the keys to No. 90, was to prop that door open and make others welcome.”)

[danbenzvi]

Just listened to: “Rose Tyler: The Dimension Cannon”

Rose Tyler’s world is ending.

As she begins a desperate mission to find the one person who can make a difference, Rose discovers that it’s not only her universe at stake. Across alternate dimensions, parallel timelines – where divergences may be tiny or cataclysmic – every Earth is under threat.

Time is running out, but Rose won’t stop searching until she finds the Doctor...

All stories starring Billie Piper as Rose Tyler.

1.1 The Endless Night by Jonathan Morris

As his parallel universe darkens, Pete Tyler has found a chance of survival. Punch a hole through dimensions and someone can jump through - and maybe find a way to the Doctor’s universe.

On her very first trip, Rose visits an Earth that’s about to get colder. As a long night begins, Rose meets different versions of her parents. And one man who could help her search. His name is Clive…

Starring Shaun Dingwall as Pete Tyler and Control Pete, Camille Coduri as Jacqueline Reeves, Mark Benton as Clive Finch and Julia Hills as Margot Kinnear.  All other parts played by members of the cast.

1.2 The Flood by Lisa McMullin

Making another leap with a new companion, Rose finds a world suffering environmental change. The rain won’t stop, and the government could be hiding the scale of the impending disaster.

While Rose connects with another version of Pete and a strangely compelling young man, Clive meets someone special of his own. In this world, there was no Clive for Caroline to meet, but love can cross dimensions.

Starring Mark Benton as Clive Finch, Shaun Dingwall as Pete Tyler and Control Pete, Joe Jameson as Rob, Elli Garnett as Caroline, Julia Hills as Margot Kinnear and Gemma Page as Agent. All other parts played by members of the cast.

1.3 Ghost Machines by AK Benedict

Pete decides it’s time he accompanied Rose on one of her dimension jumps. But he couldn’t have picked a worse time. They arrive in a world where technology took an extraordinary path, and where the recently deceased Pete Tyler had a very different kind of success.

As machines start to break down, Pete meets his widow, and he and Rose must confront truths about their ‘family’. But they may not escape this Earth alive.

Starring Shaun Dingwall as Sir Peter Tyler and Control Pete, Camille Coduri as Jackie Tyler, Mark Benton as Clive Finch, Alistair Petrie as Wallace Richards, Claire Wyatt as Jean Regan, Dan Starkey as Machines and Robert Whitelock as Machines.  All other parts played by members of the cast.

1.4 The Last Party on Earth by Matt Fitton

Rose and Jackie visit a home very close to the one they left behind. But some old friends are missing, and some are unexpectedly present… Rose meets two young men she knows should be together - it can sometimes take the end of the world to see what’s right in front of you.

Meanwhile, the Powell Estate faces Armageddon in the only way it can – by throwing a party.

Starring Camille Coduri as Jackie Tyler, Waleed Akhtar as Mook Jayasundera, Syrus Lowe as Patrice Okereke, Elizabeth Uter as Odessa Smith, Amerjit Deu as Roni Bandara and Shaun Dingwall as Control Pete.

Plus a bonus disc of behind the scenes interviews and music from the box set.

[dear-indies]

HI Cat and Mouse! I love what you are doing here and was wondering if you had any FC suggestions; I'm looking for an FC for a man in his mid twenties to early thirties who is Nigerian and American ( Canadian also works as this character holds dual citizenship). If you know of any who identify as Gay that would be doubly awesome ! Thank you for your help and time! Xoxoxo

Richard Ayoade (1977) Nigerian / Norwegian.

Chris Wolstenholme (1978) Nigerian / Irish.

Alex Lanipekun (1981) Yoruba Nigerian / Italian, English.

Patrice Wilson (1981) Nigerian / Irish, British.

Jidenna (1985) Igbo Nigerian / English, German, Dutch.

Luti Fagbenle (1985) Yoruba Nigerian / English, Irish.

DavidB (1988) Nigerian / British. 

Josh Osho (1992) ¾ Nigerian,¼ Irish.

Rejjie Snow (1993) Nigerian / Jamaican, Irish.

Chuck Achike (1993 or 1994) Nigerian / English.

Since you didn’t state his American / Canadian descent was white! 

Chamillionaire (1979) Yoruba Nigerian / African-American.

Shad Star (1985) Nigerian / Indian.

Mandy Sekiguchi (1991) Nigerian / Japanese.

Not of biracial or multiracial but are gay Nigerians!

Kele Okereke (1981) Igbo Nigerian.

MNEK / Uzo Emenike (1994) Nigerian.

-C from @tasksweekly Nigerian masterlist!