✅ approx 185,000 words. It's March 2005, and Alex Tyler is barely recovering from recent trauma. Living with her mum and older sister, she has good friends, and she's doing what she loves at work. But sometimes, she thinks, there has to be something more, something better to look forward to. Little does she know, picking her sister up from work one afternoon is a golden ticket to all of time and space. Want to see? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Disclaimer: I do not own any of Doctor Who or Avengers, just Alex Tyler/McKenzie Di Angelo.

𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄 | ❝If only the clockworks could speak, I wouldn't be so alone. We burn every magnet and spring, and spiral into the unknown.❞ doctor who / the doctor [ cover by me, description inspired by dubrevh ] -𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐳𝐚 © 2019 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑺 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝒀 𝑰𝑺 𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑫...

✯✯✯✯✯✯✯✯✯✯ A lonely girl who hears whispers and sees visions of the future and the past. Things that should have been impossible, but weren't inside her head. And a man, the only one who can truly understand her, who silenced the voices inside her head with his presence. Or Estelle Whitmore meets The Doctor, and finally finds solace. ✯✯✯✯✯✯✯✯✯✯

Cass knows who she is now, who she had always been. She opened her locket, unlocked her true essence and with it, returned to her former self. The Oracle, the only true visionary of Gallifrey. But her memories are harsh. The reality of what she's been through, of what they put her through haunts her sleep. And with Rose now lost to the other universe, there's nothing keeping her from falling in, from losing herself. Except for the Doctor, her tether, the one thing holding onto her so tightly, keeping her from tumbling over the edge of oblivion. And when Martha Jones joins them, and new adventures arise...will the Oracle of Gallifrey retain her sanity? Or will the weight of her foreknowledge and power drag her under, once and for all?

Cassandra Oracle is a scientist. She calculates probabilities, maps out the differentials and keeps her findings to the fourth decimal point at least, in order to ensure accuracy. But when she gets accidentally transported to a universe she thought fiction (thanks to the machine. she'd been working on), with a head-full of foreknowledge she shouldn't have about events to come. (thanks to her obsessions with a certain TV show), she realises that some things will never be explained neatly and precisely. And mostly, that mad men in tie-travelling blue boxes really can make your dreams come true.

'I love you, it's ruining my life' - Taylor Swift ⋆ "Your world would be much better off if you lost me." "Don't say things like that. What difference does it even make? Either way, I'm travelling with you, and I'm in danger. One way we'll both just be miserable." "And if you die? If you die because of me, or I ruin your life, or I change you? What then, Charlotte?" "Then that's my decision." ⋆

'I don't know yet. I'm still cooking. Does it scare you?' he responded lightly. A giggle broke into their conversation, and Amelia turned at the same time as the man. They were met with the sight of the golden light floating around Haylen almost playfully. She watched as it formed into a shape of some sort and rubbed up against his cheek. Her eyebrows raised up as far as they would go once she realised he hadn't had a meltdown at the touch. She distantly realised that her mouth was hanging open, and she worked for a minute to close it. 'It's not gonna hurt him, is it?' she asked, worry thick in her voice. She would be a terrible older sister if she let something that had come from this stranger hurt her little brother. She sent a suspicious look at him as her thought registered. Some people could be mean when they spent time around Haylen, and she wouldn't put up with it. It didn't matter if this man could fix her wall or not, if he was going to be mean to her brother then she would stop him.

BOOK ONE // 9th 10th 11th Fanfiction ~~ 'Who am I?' That is the question Elizabeth Smith has been asking herself since she can remember. Literally. Elisabeth was 5 when she was found, with no memories of what happened before she ended in that sinister alley, in London. She was an orphan. Her chance to start a relatively 'normal' life in the orphanage goes crumbling to pieces due to the strangeness that constantly surrounds her. Soon after her arrival, Elizabeth becomes an outcast. All because of her strangely eery, though beautiful dreams. Dreams about the Daleks, Cybermen and a man in a blue box, travelling through time and space. But are these dreams true? Is the Doctor, the mad man from her dreams, real? That's what she thinks until she meets him. Their encounters go from an accidental meeting on the street to an art exhibition in her room, when he shows up at the orphanage in the middle of the night. What will happen when he'll find out about her dreams? WIll Lizzie finally have her questions answered? About who she is, who her parents were and why they abandoned her with nothing but a strange jammed watch to keep her company? Lizzie will have to travel through time and space, meet people and aliens, friends of the Doctor and all of his different regenerations. All under a false identity, in an attempt to prevent a collapse in the time's continuum. What will happen when she will fall in love with her childhood hero, as she bounces from timeline to timeline and discovers things about his past? She'll have to figure this all out as quickly as she can, for she doesn't have much time left: with every second that passes, her end crawls closer and closer... [NEWLY EDITED VERSION WITH NEW CONTENT IS NOW UP ON THE WEBSITE DREAME!] ~~ A C H I E V E M E N T [Highest Ranking] [#10] in 'Fanfiction' [#1] in 'Doctor Who Fanfictions' !!! RECENTLY OFFICIALLY FEATURED ON DOCTOR WHO'S WATTPAD ACCOUNT O F F I C I A L E D I T O R @CapriOwO

Waking up in a hospital room with only a volunteer by her side, a young woman can't remember anything about herself. Henceforth, going by Jane Doe, she follows her new best friend, Martha Jones, on her journeys with the oddly familiar man who calls himself The Doctor.

A girl wakes up in a hospital, little to no memory and a strong urge to run. But she can't. She's stuck in London, skipping from flat to flat trying not to let Donna know how dodgy she thinks her fiancé is. Rose's gone, Martha left and the Doctor's alone. Until he meets Donna Noble and her enchanting friend. But something's pulling the Doctor to the blonde woman. Something neither of them can explain. But he also doesn't think he can let Poppy Watcher into his hearts. And she can't tell why, but he brings back memories, that her mind won't let her see.