They have no mercy. They do not kill based on colour or creed or gender. It's just simple enough—whoever you are, wherever you are, they'll kill you.

Sometimes the pieces come together in ways we don't expect. Oneshot fic based on an idea I couldn't get out of my brain. I don't own Doctor Who, I'm just a fan

Silence in the Library/Forest of the Dead arc from Prof. River Song's POV. River/10. EDIT: Feel free to read this story if you want, however I feel like it is not that good and am letting it go unless there is a strong reader response for it to continue.

Three times River Song see's her husband's wedding rings, and one time she doesn't. River's POV (most of the time anyway).

Sequel to 'Five Times People Asked Rose Tyler...' The Doctor felt a sharp prod in his mind the minute he stepped out of the TARDIS. It tickled more and more as he walked. He put it down to nerves about being within the proximity of Rose Tyler again.

It's amazing what happens when insomnia and too many Christmas carols hit you

Rose bakes a pie and 10.5 decides to try something, for science.

Doctor Who lovingly adapted into Carly Rae Jepson's "Call Me Maybe" in a song you won't stop singing no matter how hard you try or how many worlds you travel to. Just a fun little parody I created. Read, maybe sing along, and laugh.

The Second Doctor teaches Jamie to have a open mind.

"There isn't a galaxy more beautiful than the girl in front of him, and he can really see her, every defining line on her face. The smudged mascara that he's told her time and time again she doesn't need, reddened cheeks, that smile that he adores to be the cause of, especially when she sticks her tongue a little bit at him and gives him that look." Rose/Doctor, Idiot's Lantern.

A story that takes place involving the Doctor in his newest steampunk incarnation, and his companions. With him are Ellena Vanet, a hot headed girl that enjoys the lolita fashion sense greatly, and Anne Plunket, a young girl about the age of 8. In Venus, flames are brewing, and something dark, form the end of time itself plans on burning its way through there.

A thing I wrote really fast so it's awful.

AU. The Doctor, Jo, and the Brigadier solve preternatural cases across the English countryside, per usual. Except the Doctor isn't a Time Lord. He's a vampire. Inspired by Pertwee's role in "The House that Dripped Blood."

Updated: formerly titled Bowties Are Cool. An exploration of characters that may or may not have ever met, and how they react to each other. 11/Rose, Amy/Jack/Rory/Mels, and maybe a few more to come.

Rose and the meta-crisis Doctor are left on Pete's World to live out their life. This is how they come to terms with being left behind and learning to love and trust each other. (Very first time at doing this, thanks)

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?"