Close your eyes. Open your mind. Forget everything you think you know about a certain alien race. And meet Gabriela of Vuunyar.

Shayla is pulled from her world into the Doctor's path. Can she let go of her past to save his future? Rated M, just in case, for violence and what-not... *Officially on hiatus (been putting this off, sorry). This hasn't been dumped, despite what it looks like, but between family, studying and other writing, something falls to the bottom to prop the rest up: This, unfortunately.*

The Doctor may no longer want to end his life, but its still the bottom of a very steep slope...and there's something lurking under their feet, that may undo it all.

Shona McCullough works in a shop. She's no scientist. No adventurer. Her adventures are only ever on TV screens or in her dreams. Then the people from her dream turn up in real life. The Doctor, the skeleton man with the mad eyes, who takes her to see wonders in a box. And Clara Oswald, the impossible girl with her head in the clouds and the nebulae. She brings her down to Earth.

After "Doomsday", a bride mysteriously appears in the TARDIS. Her name is Amy Pond and she already knows the Doctor... but he doesn't know her. Now, instead of becoming a brooding space hermit as planned, the Doctor must jump across timelines to try and piece together the wibbly wobbly puzzle of the girl who waited for him. Young, teenage and adult Amy! Call it romance if you want.

It all starts with a photo.

If you leave this room, you will die. [If you stay in that room, you'll die.]

River Song has decided it's time to take back the TARDIS. With the help of Rose, Martha, Donna, Amy, Rory, Jack, and even the Master, she gets her way eventually, so they can joyride around the universe. But can they get Sandshoes and Raggedy Man out of the way with their feminine wiles? (Loosely based on a Tumblr post, will credit when located again)

The Doctor has been poisoned, and in his need to heal, has become comatose. Rose sits in vigil by his side, Novice Hame treats him, but inside the Doctor's mind, he's been thrown into an alternate dimension, and things are beyond bizarre. The Daleks do not kill, the Doctor must learn about their new ways in this new world, with Rose, and his adversary-come-friend; Dalek Thay.

Things are never as they seem. The Doctor does not exist, nor do his companions, nor his enemies. John Smith is a small boy, and he's sick. Very sick. Between him, and the other patients at Redwood Children's Psychiatric Hospital, is there any hope for their recovery? (Loosely based on an idea by Tumblr User Cosmic gyral)

The Doctor had landed in Chiswick, by mistake of course. He had not anticipated, that finding a young woman's wedding veil, would account for so much, in so little time. Donna is running away from her wedding, but will she go back? Would she have stayed with the Doctor there and then, had things been different?

This is a RPF Tatennant fanfic. "Catherine Tate, how does someone begin explaining Catherine Tate? She is brilliant, caring, loving, funny, very smart, she is very pretty, gorgeous woman, the color of her eyes is like a mix of green and blue, she's always smiling, she is fantastic, dazzling, incredible, she is my best mate" and maybe not only that David Tennant.

I made this story for a dear friend of mine, Kendra. Me, my sister, and Kendra would always sit on the trampoline at night, look at the sky, and hope that the madman with a box would take us away. This is what would happen if he sat on our trampoline with us.

Everyone should have somewhere to come home to.

Serenity Williams-Pond is a normal girl until she meets a wonderful impossible man she new everything about. Rated T because you know whateves. I do not own DW (sadly) but I do own Serenity.

The amazing (but slightly slobbery) adventures of a time traveling canine from planet Howlifrey.

What really happened to Missy after that blue beam hit her? Well, This may have happened. With added insane Captain jack and his fragmented inner monologue(s)

Rose tries to have a one night stand, pushing away her guilt of what the Doctor would think of her.

Pure Smut, later chapters might add eleven. Or even clara.

The Doctor and Clara discuss what he meant by that last comment at the end of 'Flatline'

This is sequel... no... continuation of the minisode Clara and the TARDIS.

Running, running, running it seems to be all The Doctor does. He holds so much pain. This is a poem of his burden.

Originally just one short story "The Moment", I will now be posting a series of one-shots here, all dedicated to the Doctor and Rose Tyler. (One-shot; rated K for occasional cursing).

"Era la noche de Navidad y en la TARDIS nada se movía, ni siquiera el rotor, a lo largo de los infinitos corredores y salones el frío se acrecentaba, apelmazando la atmósfera con su terrible mordedura, las chimeneas se negaban a encender y, como si de una mano invisible se tratase, el frío obligó a los ocupantes de la nave a refugiarse en la biblioteca."

How can the dead come back to life, where are the Doctor and Kate now and will they ever escape this nightmare?