Eleventhdoctor Stories

Miss Dalek has put away her old ways of trying to take over everything. The only thing she wants to do is find true love. *All characters used in this story are not mine unless stated otherwise, they belong the wonderful minds of their creator*

"Hello Sweetie" Isabelle Amelia Song had spent her entire life living in an orphanage. Creating stories in her head where she lived above her anxiety, forever wishing that they would come true. Izzy gets more than she bargained for when one fateful day at the beach, she meets a madman with a box and an inability to stay out of trouble. She joins the Doctor on his adventure to save the universe from the new batch of villains that seek to destroy it. I only own Izzy and the Crutoans.

Sam Winchester found a strange book about statues of angels. "It was on the top of your car, Dean." he said. It looked like a normal book but when he tossed it out and it showed up the next day in the hotel room the two brothers knew something was up. With some help from a Doctor and his lady friend River they will try solve the case of the Weeping Angels. (I'm still learning English, so sorry for some mistake) (Hope you guys like it! Thanks for reading it) (Image cover from Google)

The was once a tale of an all-knowing princess who rule from the far reaches of the universe. Not much was know about her, except one thing, she could wipe out any threat that came her way in just one word, "Doctor". It is believed the Doctor she spoke of was her executioner of some sort and he was as revered just as much. Sakura Minatozaki was often told this story by her mother before she disappeared and ever since she has thought of this princess and what happened to her and that's when it came to her in a premonition of some sorts; a throne long forgotten, waiting for its princess to return.

"How do you know that this is the dream?" The Eleventh Doctor paused. "Because I want it to be real."

For everyone, it may seem that Canary Wharf is just a bad memory, and Bad Wolf Bay is just a beach. But, for the Doctor, they are so much more than that. Cross-posted on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26167321

REQUESTS: Open│9th - 12th Doctor │Writing with Female Characters and the Cast too

Normal life continues wether you want it to or not, people notice your absence but you enjoy it. Bouncing between normal life and life with the Doctor takes its toll, and you can't help but miss the thrill. Trying to get him to stay is hard, trying to keep you around is even harder. "We don't see you for months, and you just come back and pretend nothing changed...pretend that you haven't changed." "Well...that's just how my life is at the minute."

If you knew what she felt you wouldn't look at her the same way. • • • • • A note. That's all he had a note. He would have dismissed it if he didn't know about her. He should have let it go; if he was a stronger person he would have left the girl with the flowers alone. Her life might have been wasting her potential, and the plainness made the girl crazy. But he knew she was safe and that should have been enough. • • • • • Charlotte Olivia Grace Garcia. She wasn't sure why her mother felt the need to make her name such a mouthful. She wasn't sure on a lot of things: what she was going to do, why everything was so lonely, and her sanity. She had excepted the craziness as part of her personality. Not only was Charlotte perceptive she was also smart; the number of things she had hidden didn't matter. Her life was a panel of secrets layered in mysteries. She chided herself for all opinions. • • • • • Please read! I'm terrible with descriptions and the story might seem slow but I've got good plans. Please vote, comment, and read! Opinions welcome :) Also don't post this anywhere without my permission. • • • • • DISCLAIMER: I don't own Doctor who except characters I made up.

This is my first piece of work, help me.. About your travels with the 900 year old 9 year old

A simple, heart-wrenching one-shot about The Doctor. In Ten's episode 'The Doctor's Daughter' he imply's that he used to have a family a lond time ago, possibly on Gallifrey so i sort of played with that to make the OC.

When the universe is on the brink of destruction, it's up to a rag-tag group of underqualified misfits to lead the revolution against the most unlikely and most dangerous villains in the universe. Now it's in the hands of a madman and a sociopath forced into a 67 Impala to set things right again. [ SUPERWHOLOCK ] "Where are we?" "I don't know, Sammy, but it sure as hell ain't Kansas." Above their heads in that old deserted city hung a torn white banner, and on it was written in bold red letters, "I BELIEVE IN TEAM FREE WILL."

My name is the Keeper. I have lived for hundreds and hundreds of years. My planet was lost in the Time War. Its allegiance with Galiffrey cost it its life, while I was punished to mourn over its ashes for the rest of my immortal life. Only, I couldn't remember. My name is the Keeper, I am the collector of knowledge, the keeper of secrets and the guardian of my planet's library. When the daleks started threatening the Time Lords, I was the first to know, and the last to agree to an alliance. My people were peaceful, never having engaged in any war. But one thing is certain when it comes to immortal beings; after a while peace becomes boring. The people of Oli grew restless, and eagerly transpired with the Lords of Time against the torturous Daleks. My name is the Keeper, and I am so old now, my name having long since erased itself from the universe. Ever since I ran away from my planet before it burned and died, when knowledge had long lost its power and had changed into something that only ever burdened me with pain and endless suffering. My name is the Keeper, but I can't remember that now. But it isn't my fault, I'm only human.

This is Doctor Who fanfic. Some of this is things I wrote for my english class or I just randomly came up with. I own nothing. All right to BBC Whales and the writers of Doctor Who and all those people that own this franchise.

A quick one-shot where my own original character confesses her inner most fear to the Doctor. All rights for Doctor Who are owned by the BBC.

The ending of BBC's Doctor Who to me

All through her life, Charlotte Smith has always been what you might call an outcast. She'd never had friends except for one man in a blue box. That might sound a bit weird but this man was like no one else, with the galaxy in his eyes and a smile plastered on his lips. She's seen this man every once in awhile for as long as she could remember. The visits stopped after one cold night in early December on her sixteenth birthday. He'd promised to come back for her and show her everything she wanted to see and more. Charlie is twenty four now and clinically insane. She'd been having the nightmares since she was eighteen. Complete and utter, fear inducing, wake up screaming kind of dreams. She barely sleeps anymore in fear of seeing the strange creatures she can't seem to shake from her memory. Sometimes the dreams contain the man and his blue box, just digging up more bad memories for her. When he promised to take her away from her abusive step father and her drunk of a mom he gave her hope, something she hadn't had for the longest time and when he didn't come back it crushed her. Will anything save Charlie from her memories? Or will she be stuck with the fear of living forever.

Raven is no more than regular girl. Regular 25 year old cop. While working, something crash lands onto the streets of London. Her life then changes forever. (Eleventh Doctor FanFic)