Series of Whouffaldi one-shots with variable length and themes. Can go from K to M. Everything from fluff to angst to whump and etc. I gladly accept prompts (via review or Tumblr). Enjoy, R&R :)

Clydebank, Scotland, 1940. John Smith is just trying to get through the war while making himself useful, trading in his paintbrushes for a rivet gun. After a bad day at work, he meets a young English girl at the pub who reads him a bit too well and lingers on his mind a bit too much. [Lots of fluff, slice-of-life, currently post-war]

There were many things Clara Oswald expected when she entered prison. Catching the eye of the prison's most notorious inmate was not one of them. [AU. Rating will change to M later on.]

From a Tumblr prompt: "You're my new co-worker who is extremely attractive and that I can't talk to because I've watched porn of you before we even met, why is an online porn star working at a supermarket anyway?" AU. The Doctor is the porn star and Clara is aroused in a staff meeting.

The Doctor has programmed the wrong co-ordinates again and the TARDIS takes Clara and him to a more primitive world than they anticipated. One with a fertility ritual they must participate in. M for sexiness. Absolute PWP. Whouffaldi.

Their relationship is progressing but its painfully slow. Clara can't understand why the Doctor is so shy or why he won't relinquish his invisibility watch. She discovers that while invisible hanky panky can be fun, it has its drawbacks and she longs for more. Whouffaldi. M.

Set after the end of Series 8 and later after Last Christmas. The Doctor struggles to be with Clara and without her.

Clara is acting strangely and the Doctor realises its most probably due to a nasty infection thanks to the Frengalian Fungus, a powerful aphrodisiac. With her behaviour escalating he must keep her safe and resist his own urges, neither of which is proving easy. Whouffaldi. M.

Set directly after the Christmas Special 2014 (so SPOILERS). Clara and the Doctor's dreams come true. Gratuitous one shot smutfic to celebrate 12/Clara. M for sexual content.

Earth is suffering the ravages of the worst storm in recorded history and Clara suspects an extra-terrestrial reason. But if it's something alien what's it got to do with the Doctor and can Clara come to terms with her own personal tempest of feelings when the Time Lord crashes back into her life? It's Whouffaldi at heart. With some plot. M rating for last chapter (ch 11).

An unknown threat sucks the Doctor and Clara into a parallel universe and leaves them stranded. While biding their time, they encounter the Clara of that universe and her achingly familiar husband. [12/Clara meets domestic!Clara/11. Sometimes all you need to confront your feelings is help from someone who knows you like they know themselves.]

( Previously titled 'Lonely') Every lonely monster needs a companion, the Doctor hadnt been lying when he told Clara that a long time ago. Just as he is settling into his new regeneration, the Doctor convinces Clara to travel with him full time, but their first adventure goes awry and Clara is left caring for an even more unpredictable Doctor and her own changes...

On a cold autumn night the TARDIS parks in Clara's bedroom and demands she help the Doctor recover from a mystery virus. Rated M for sexual content. Sick!fic with added smut. 12/Clara Whouffaldi.

The Doctor and Clara attend a Royal Wedding in the thirty-first century where they have a bit too much to drink.

AU. The Doctor, recently promoted to CEO after the early passing of John Smith, enters his new job with short-lived surety. And then he meets the COO, Clara Oswald, who's just as determined to show the Doctor who's really in charge as she is to show him he'll never live up to his predecessor. Unfortunately for them, control doesn't exist in matters of the heart.