Claraoswald Stories

" LOOK OUT, LOOK INSIDE OF YOU " ⇝ AURORA OSWALD WAS A WILD ONE. One of a kind. A smiley, happy woman who's future was as crazy as it could ever possibly be. Brunette hair and brown eyes - much like any random ordinary human being. Normal but there was a little secret to her that not even she knew about... but soon enough, she would... I DO NOT OWN DOCTOR WHO, I ONLY OWN AURORA. started ; 15/01/24 finished ; tbd... Edited ; tbd..

Doctor Who/Marvel crossover Wrote with a friend

The Mechanic, a Gallifreyan cyborg, struggles through memories with familiar faces. Everything seems fine and dandy, until it takes a turn for the worst.

In the aftermath of Clara Oswald's ultimate sacrifice-diving into the Doctor's timestream to thwart the Great Intelligence-she splintered into countless echoes. Brave fragments of herself scattered across his history, each one living, loving, and often dying to keep him alive. Most dissolved once their role ended, fading back into time. One refused. Clara Os Wald, born November 23rd in London, Tennessee, grows up ordinary: fireflies, family stories, dreams of stars. A substitute teacher who makes history breathe, she lives above a bookstore-turned-candle-shop, haunted by déjà vu, dreams of Dalek asylums and Victorian fog, and a name-"Doctor"-she can't place. An old Polaroid of a child-self beside an impossible blue police box stays hidden under her bed. Then the wheezing begins. A blue box appears behind her apartment, pulses, vanishes. The pull in her chest sharpens. Research uncovers a recent death in Liverpool: a 28-year-old Clara Oswald, her exact face, dead the day after a strange mechanical noise. Dreams intensify. Anonymous survivor accounts speak of Companions and a splinter that slipped free, still living, forgetting-until the timeline frays. When the TARDIS lands again, doors open to a wild-haired man with ancient eyes. He recognizes her instantly: not copy, not shadow, but Clara-the courage, the instinct to run toward danger. One echo that rooted and remembered. She steps inside, closes the doors, asks where they left off. The console flares. The groan resumes. A haunting continuation of Doctor Who, this work-in-progress explores identity, memory, and what happens when a splinter refuses to fade-and begins to live again.

So, my life has been insane. I grew up being told that aliens are real. Then, I find out that I am an alien. I'm a child Time Lord, and there are only two Time Lords alive, including me. Then, everything in my life gets turned upside down, and I find out more about who I am. This, this is my story. I am the last child Time Lord. I am the girl time forgot. I am Alexis Rose Tyler. *Under Editing*

Hope Beaumont is a regular girl, who dreams of adventuring outside her mundane life. She dreams of far off stars, littering the dark sky like flakes of gold, of distant pasts and far off futures, a land of "what-if's". She is just like everyone else. She goes to work, eats fish n' chips, watches telly and sleeps. She is "normal", until she meets the doctor in a chance encounter. Hope's life is flipped upside down as the strange man saves her and her friend l, Rose, from being killed by living store mannequins. Despite the constant danger, Hope doesn't regret taking the doctor's hand.

A bunch of One Shots that I dabble on, I can take requests and whatever (:

The doctor and Clara travel to meet the first female president but something goes wrong and they end up in LA, the 118 team are heartbroken due to an event whih land the team meeting the doctor

Fifth in the Remembrance Lost Series When the Remembrance walked willingly to her death at Lake Silencio, she left behind a family. Her mother and father in law, Amelia and Rory Williams, her wife and murderer, River Song, and her brother. The Doctor. And where she may have left me a task and access to her life's work, I do not believe that she intended for me to inherit her familial connections. Which means when the Daleks enlisted me as a telepath and telekinetic to assist them in destroying the Asylum, I was not happy that they were made aware of who exactly I was. The Remnant of Remembrance. My name is Ellody Croft, not Elizabeth Caine, the fact that I exist in the first place is testament to the fact that she is no longer a part of the universe. But try telling that to her brother. But there is only so much that I can add to the Archive by myself, trapped in only my small corner of the wide, expansive unknown, things that the Remembrance never found herself. Things that I could discover if I accepted the Doctor's offer to leave my clocktower home and move into the TARDIS, with direct access to the Archive and Matrix that I was uploading new pieces of research and mythology into already. I am not Elizabeth Caine, but I do have a job to do and my own history to escape. Let us just hope that the Doctor will not get me killed the same way he did his sister, for what could there be after just a Remnant?

Clara and the Doctor are going on one of their normal, everyday, timey-wimey adventures. But when the TARDIS lands, the Doctor truly has no idea where they are, they are on a planet that has never been recorded in any records or maps. It is Planet Unknown.

Clara Oswald is a noble Lady, of Oswald house and the only Daughter of Sir David Oswald. Times are changing for everyone involved including love. Clara lives in a world way in her future, taking risks and causing problems around every corner, whilst her father does everything he can go keep her grounded. Clara just has dreams of having a job and choosing a future that she wants, by taking the unconventional methods of women, by making friends of all the staff, becoming a hunter and finds activities of the outdoors, while her father worries about who will take over Oswald house when he dies having not sons of his own., leaving him to find a rich husband to provide Clara a son to be heir. Things are turned and thrown in the mix when new staff arrives including one handsome and floppy haired footman.

"As I have said before, all lives end. All hearts are broken. Caring is not and advantage." -Mycroft Holmes "Oh come on! I know you're the 'Ice Man', but even you can manage a smile once in a while." - Jeanette Pond ~~~~~~~ Jeanette Pond was used to not being the center of attention, and preferred not to be noticed actually. She was a kind woman who always seemed to have her nose in a book. Being the center of attention wasn't something she was overly comfortable with, unless she was spouting some fact about history. So, naturally she left the spot light for her younger sister. Mycroft Holmes left the 'fame' business to his brother. He was rather comfortable with his minor position in the Government, working from the sidelines to keep England safe. No need for 'unnecessary leg work', yet he still could make an influence. These people couldn't have been more different. A gentle, emotional woman and man often referred to as 'The Ice Man'. Yet, they were alike in so many ways. So, what happens when they meet one another? Can the eldest Holmes see past the woman's quiet, dull, exterior to the interesting person with in? And can Pond break down the man's walls, and melt the ice with in his heart?

X reader oneshots for the doctor/ doctor who characters. Includes: Thirteen Clara Eleven Rose Ten ((coming soon)) Bill ((coming soon)) ((More characters to be added))

❛ I'M REACHING OUT AND I JUST CAN'T TELL YOU WHY ❜ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 an untouchable and a self-proclaimed consulting detective band together in the most unlikely of ways [ bbc sherlock holmes x fem!oc ]

The 11th Doctor and Clara get a lead left on the Doctor's psychic paper which leads the doctor and Clara though a journey which will end where the past meets the future and where everything will be revealed

BOOK 6 OF THE LOST ANTHOLOGY. Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you plann'd: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad. Christina Rossetti, Remember Many have known me under many names, and even a few different faces. I have been small, slight, a snowstorm trapped in a body of glass that broke more times than could be counted. A girl with hair of fire and a shattered mind that had no idea what had just passed, and what had occurred centuries before. A tall warrior who would fight until her end and beyond it, just to protect those that she loved. Now I share a face with another dead being, only they truly have passed, and I remain in their stead to pick up the pieces of both our lives. It means nothing, not in the grand scheme of things, because there is no way to stop what is coming, and I doubt I could do it anyway. So I stay as I always do, the Remembrance of all that has come to pass, and the sibling that must keep order to a chaotic existence. As always, even with a destination in mind, the Doctor and I are Lost In Wanders.

I have read many headcanons about Percy Jackson, Harry Potter and others but have read very few about Doctor Who. So, I decided to make a book of headcanons. ALL CREDITS GOES TO THE PEOPLE WHO ACTUALLY WROTE THEM.

One shots of the reader x Doctor (mostly 10&11 but feel free to send requests of other doctors/companions💓)

je suis Clara Oswald et je voyage avec le docteur dans des galaxies peupler de créatures plus ou moins étrange.... [ C'est une romance progressif entre le Docteur et Clara ] ¤ Je ne possède pas la série ( Doctor Who )¤

She smiled. "Are you real?" [Contains Spoilers from Doctor Who Series 9, Hell Bent. Proceed with caution.]