This is a crossover fic with Phan and Supernatural. - Dan has never believed in ghosts, Angels, werewolves, or anything, yet the one thing Dan fears the most is the Supernatural. That's why Phil could never tell him the truth about himself, about who he is, about what he is. But when a face that Phil thought he'd never see again pops back into his life, everything about Dan and Phil's cozy little life changes. (Dean, Sam, and Cas, will be in this, promise.) WARNING -Destiel -Phan -Possible Gay Smut -Fluff

You don't know everything about the Doctor. He's just that kind of person. What did he do between the episode; "The Waters Of Mars" and "The End of Time?" I'm here to tell you what you missed out on. We all know he has wonderful secrets. Will his past finally catch up to him? - May was a 13 year old girl who was always told she was special, but she thought that was just something that parents told their kids. One day she meets a man with crazy hair and a flare for the dramatic, and she runs away with him...not knowing the truth about his role in her life. - *I do not own the doctor or any of his devices (Tardis, sonic screw driver etc.) I don't own any of Doctor Who's characters. I do own May and all other characters created by me.*

A collection of "so true"s for fangirls (and fanboys) to relate to and laugh at.

A Collection Of So True Facts For Whovians Only!!!!!!

We are the greatest heroes of...our generation. Our parents were the greatest heroes of theirs'. We were born into second place. Imagine growing up in the shadows of your own parents? No pressure, you just have to be an almighty hero. We thought we would never find anyone who understood. Then we found each other. We are the children of legends. The Doctor. Sherlock Holmes. King Arthur. Percy Jackson. Harry Potter. Dean Winchester. We are, heroes United!

After a long day of watching Supernatural, this is the fluff that I write to make myself feel better about my OTP. Warning: -MAJOR FLUFF

My name is Marianna. I'm just like you. A whovian. I'm no one special. Some hearts just get lucky sometimes. Over the past year I'd formed a little ritual. Every night, I'd go outside, I'd pick a bright star and recite the old wishing rhyme. Then I recite this simple wish: I wish the same wish I wish each day, I wish that the TARDIS would take me away. "Because when the answers that you know just prove you wrong, Gotta have a little faith to fall back on." When my wish finally comes true, it's just too good to be true.