"You didn't even say goodbye!" And neither will Clara, even after she already had to. Eleven is her Doctor, and nothing can change that.
The Doctor and Clara meet an old friend called Jigsaw. The Time Lord is forced to watch on as each of his most valued and recent companions are each made to re-evaluate the way they live their lives. Painfully. Let the games begin. Turns M.
Translation of my first Korean fic. This is what Clara has to say to the Doctor after it's been a long time. Songfic: 'Now (There Is No Tomorrow)' by Trouble Maker.
AHS: Coven AU. When Violet and Zoe arrive at Miss Robichaux's Academy for Exceptional Young Ladies, everything goes awry. A lifelong friendship goes sour, the empty promise of romance, and the uncharted waters of their own powers. Language warning.
All Tate has now is the fading memories of Violet and the bored advice of her father. But, he supposes, there are certain things worth living through. And his Violet was just that. The only thing worth living, or dying, or not dying for. Vignettes of Violate alone and together, open to requests. Language warning.
Chris Argent has been living - no, existing - with Isaac in their grubby hotel in Paris for some time now, reflecting on the losses he's sustained thus far. This is the finish to a storyline we didn't get to see come to an end.
Amelia Jessica Pond, the Girl Who Waited, has waited for far too long. Twelve years and four psychiatrists. This is all that is left.
Sherlock's been dead for two years and Mrs Hudson's gone with the wind. With no cases to distract him, it all gets a little too much. There comes a time when even the soldier cannot soldier on; though he is breathing, he is not alive. Then comes the Doctor, who shows him all there is to live (and die honourably) for. A new game is afoot - to salvage John's mind from the wreckage.
For my favourite trifecta: book-thievery, gingersunlights and daisy-chains-and-bow-ties. May I present to you Eleven's goodbye in prose form.
We all know the story of Clara Oswald, the Impossible Girl, master of not mastering souffles. But we never saw the damage. "Never let him see the damage," River Song told us. Here's to the therapist(s) that fixed the girl who couldn't be fixed. Written so the reader can be the therapist.
Psychological/Uni AU: The Doctor and Clara have been married for a year, and decide to return to university and get their PhDs in Gestalt and Humanistic Psychology respectively. Professor Ausculta Nimius is the long-suffering, dual-sided supervisor of their riskiest experiment yet - the time it takes a young girl to go clinically insane. Except Sara isn't the only one going mad.
Roll up, roll up, as we watch on and observe Will's fantasy of killing Hannibal. Oneshot.
Come meet Clara Eleanor Oswald - for real this time. I only hope she doesn't surprise you. A thoroughly confused literary explosion with sporadic contrasting throughout.
This story centres around the women of Baker Street. It begins with a well-meaning call at 2am; but as time passes and promises are made, life becomes more difficult than first anticipated. You can leave crime, but crime won't leave you.
Clara doesn't know what she hasn't seen. How late is too late to tell someone you've loved them for all your lives? Whouffle fluff set at the end of TTOTD.
Sequel to 'What's In A Name'. The Doctor takes Clara to Christmas Town for a little holiday, but things go downhill quickly when she gets curious as to the world behind the other door - Halloween Town. It was meant to be fun. Except when the Doctor meets Dr Finkelstein, he learns some things about himself that were meant to stay on the inside. Whouffle fluff turns Gothic Cyber AU.