So what would happen if the Tardis took the Doctor and Clara to a mess up future. They must help this mess up future before returning home. . How will the Doctor and Clara save the future. Will the future mess up the doctor and Clara relationship? Please read to found out and this is my first Doctor Who fanfiction so hope you like

A hauntingly beautiful song leads the Doctor into reliving a beloved memory.

The TARDIS translated the Second Doctor's favorite exclamation as "Oh dear", but...

The U.N.I.T. boys are caught watching something they really, really, shouldn't be, and the Doctor once again reminds them that he's an alien.

It's not often that Rory hears the Doctor pray. (rated for some language and some self harm)

Adventures of the Twelfth Doctor immediately following his regeneration with Clara Oswald.

The Doctor found her, saved her. But now it was his turn to be saved.

The Doctor meets the lovely Clara in Victorian London as he mourns for the loss of the Ponds. Together they save the world and go on amazing adventures throughout time and space. Can Clara and the Doctor heal each other of the scars of loss without losing themselves? After all, there is only one Time Lord left, and there is only one Clara Oswald.

the master find a little girl and take her in as his won. she look human. but she not quite as she seem. growing up to the doctor companions. and she get older watch the universe going by, ...unfinished...

Total joke me and my sis wrote it together cause we where bored Rated T for penis-cutting

Wow! Everyone! Come quick! Rory the idiot isn't as dorky and lonely as everyone thinks! Well, he is a bit. Well, he is. Well... Never mind. But what does his best friend, Amy, think about the mysterious love letter he recieves? ONE SHOT HIGH SCHOOL AMYxRORY

The Doctor says goodbye to Rose.

After a great day in the snow, the Metacrisis Doctor falls ill with a horrible case of the flu. Now it's up to Rose and their Family to take care of the sick semi Time Lord, while he and Rose discover a new level to their relationship. Fluff/Family/Romance. Tentoo/Rose. (Title may change over time) Enjoy :)

the doc and rose search for the red head noble

The chance meeting of a young match seller and a lizard woman from the dawn of time can lead to so many things: the story of Madame Vastra and Jenny Flint and how they fell in love. Rated M for later chapters.

Short Rose centred fic written whilst listening to "The Circle of Life." NO ACTUAL LYRICS IN THE STORY. Just my imagination running away to Disney themed lands. Please read and review.

What would you do if your favorite TV character jumped out of your television screen? That's what happened to Hope, a 13 year-old girl. And what she discovers is even more stunning: everything in the real world is not what it seems to be. In fact, it never has been.

The once beautiful holiday world of Vera is now controlled by the Ice Warriors. The people are enslaved and their planet covered in snow and Ice. The people are too cold and weak to rebel against there masters and it seems like there is not a shred of hope left

The Doctor has just regenerated and the TARDIS drags him to a familiar door. One he must always visit. Thank you for reading. x

Un cache-cache dans le TARDIS, ça n'est pas une bonne idée... Surtout lorsqu'une étrange chose rôde dans les couloirs, et qu'Amy attire son attention. Joue avec moi, lui a demandé le Docteur. Joue avec moi, répète la chose...

I will not be able to publish this next week, so here it is a week early. Also I'm jetting off to England on Friday week and I will have limited availibility to the internet but the episode will be on time! :)

A new episode every Monday. Today, however, you'll get next weeks episode too. I'm jetting off to Spain on Thursday so I won't have a way of publishing next week's episode on time. This episode is an audio. This is the link to the audio: /watch?v Bz51asykDZE.

-Real Life AU- Matt was in a foul mood. Luckily for him, someone else was having just as bad of a night. Friendships are formed in the weirdest of places.

She sat there, in a run down junkyard. Blue paint faded to a dull gray; wood splintered and plants growing in odd spots. She used to be loved, so very loved. Loved by few and many, but no one more than the one boy who stole her and ran away. But that was also the boy who died, and left her alone

And I cried.