A Pond threesome.

A poem about our favourite Time Lord we all know and love...

He lowered his lips and swept her up into an amazing passionate kiss. Even after all these years Rose knew she would never waste enough time kissing the Doctor – not even now as the military base exploded around them. This was the day they stopped running.

Something terrible happens on a 'family' road trip and RIver gets the worst end of the stick. But Rory knows that she'll make it. His daughter is a fighter. Rating has gone up due to chapter 5.

The Doctor accepts a challenge and in the process confuses Martha with his working of angles.

Something's going wrong, and Martha intends to figure out just what.

He looked at the stars and suddenly, he didn't feel so alone. A short fic based on the Doctor Who episode 'Vincent and The Doctor.'

"And what did you say, River? 'Theta? What's 'Theta?" Parents overhear the domestic dispute, and oops. One-shot, containing some classic Who stuff.

From the author of 'Between the Worlds'...He couldn't tell her. He couldn't get it out. And then he almost lost her and it was like losing everything all over again. So, after the world ended, and after his goddess breathed in the dawn once again and held out her hand, he couldn't not tell her, though he is far too broken for her...A stand alone story of Rose and the Doctor.

"You and me," he repeated. "Hasn't it always been?"

"It's always you and her, isn't it? Long after all of us are gone. Boy and his box of to see the universe!" The TARDIS was stolen on one condition. One magic word and it wasn't please.

Set immediately after the 2012 Christmas special. The Doctor decides to visit his wife River with his brand new companion Clara.

Come with me as I write my way through the Doctor Who series. Each chapter represents an episode. With each chapters are various drabbles/one-shots that are related to the episode. Keep in mind that there will be some OC characters with absolutely fabulous names, if I do say so myself.

Someone is ticking off everything on the Doctor's Christmas list. Written for the 25 Days of Fic challenge on tumblr.

(WIP) When their plans to visit the golden age of Hollywood go awry, the Doctor and Rose find themselves in 16th century London, where they run into none other than the famous Renaissance playwright Christopher Marlowe. However, things are not as they seem...

Random thing that popped into my head. Tell me if you think it would make a good story.

"Amelia Pond has always loved Rory Williams." Series of one-shots. Mostly Amy-centric.

He knew once the chaos had settled and calm had returned that he had made a terrible mistake. - A Doctor Who character study/drabble -

(I'm republishing this since I have edited it since last time.) Elinor and Doctor head to a Halloween part, the Doctor does not want to but she blackmailed him with an embarrassing video of him. when they get to party when the clock stirks 12 things become real and everyone turns into what they came as. How will the Doctor the get out of this?

The Doctor flashes back to the final moments of Gallifrey in the Time War. With all these dark memories, can a companion come along to brighten his way?

"what was your first Christmas like River?"Amy asked "well it all started..."

Martha is musing about what happened before she met the Master to save the Earth. She decides to leave the Doctor to distance herself from her feelings for him. As canon as possible! Please R&R, it's my first troem (trock poem)! Might add more poems later (mostly new Who).

Brief sum up of the Doctor (poem format) My first try at poems, please give it a go I would love to hear what you think!

Random Doctor Who ideas I get when I'm bored! Just a collection of oneshots, twoshots, and songfics! Mostly humorous, nothing serious or boring! Please review because it'll make me happy! Also, any love stuff will be 9/Rose 10/Rose 11/River maybe 11/Rose

It is never talked about and never acknowledged. No one dares talk to her or even try. Yet the fact remains that on nights where the stars are clear and the halls are empty the guards can hear crying from the storm cage.