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Because my LiveJournal is more than one page, I decided I ought to get started on a master list for my fic.  I'm dividing it up roughly by era, and will try to keep fics roughly in temporal order (whatever that means in Doctor Who).  So, if you don't see a new fic at the bottom of a category, that's probably because it's in the middle.

When a story fits into more than one category, I will put a link to it in both of them.  This is probably a waste of electrons, but I figure it makes finding things easier.  I now have stories for all eleven canonical Doctors, so I probably won't be adding new categories any time soon, but you never know.

If anyone has any other categories they'd like to see—for instance, if you'd like a list of my first person POV fics so that you can either seek them out or avoid them—please drop me a line.


Anyway, without further ado . . .

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Title: Disaster, Pizza (Comma Optional)
Rating: G
Word Count: 1322
Warnings: crossover (with Teen Titans animated, of all things), cracky, inspired by random comment.  Also, I'm reasonably certain that if you attempt to make actual food out of the ingredients mentioned, you will die.
Characters: the Doctor (eleventh), and the main cast of Teen Titans (Starfire, Raven, Robin, Cyborg, and Beast Boy)
Summary: Do not let the aliens make pizza.

Author's note: All right, so there was a comment on fanficrants comparing and contrasting Starfire's bizarre food tastes to the eleventh Doctor, and I made a remark that if anyone had written a crossover with these two, especially involving food, they should send me the link.  Nobody did, so, I . . . um . . . kind of wrote one myself?

Yeah, I'm just going to go ahead and blame this one on last night's insomnia, all right?  Still, I think it has a couple of funny lines, so I'm posting it for your disbelief enjoyment.  Unbetaed, since I feel like it's far too silly to bother.


( Disaster, Pizza (Comma Optional) )

Title: Pointed
Rating: G
Word Count: 657
Warnings: none
Characters: The TARDIS, Peri, the Doctor (sixth)
Summary: Every now and then, her thief stops taking gentle hints.

Author's note: As some of us more obsessive fans know, there was a brief time in the sixth Doctor's tenure when the TARDIS chameleon circuit was fixed.  Nothing ever really came of it, and she was back to police box shape in no time, although there is a brief reference to her materializing as a pyramid during some adventure we never get to see.  This is meant to connect to "Sexy Dresses," the story where I explore whether or not the police box shape was a random malfunction, but I think it stands on its own.  All you really need to know is that in my headcanon, the TARDIS has Definite Opinions On Things.

Brit-picking and betaing by Persiflage.


( Pointed )

Title: Torpor
Rating: G
Word Count: 2296
Warnings: none, unless you count UST and a bit of angst
Characters: Vastra/Jenny
Summary: Sometimes, Jenny wishes she'd been born into a different species.

Author's Note: Over on Dreamwidth, such_heights is running a female character trope fest.  As it happens, one of the tropes such_heights listed—huddling for warmth—was a frequently fanficced situation that I had been considering for two specific characters.  So, here it is.  Brit-picked, as always, by Persiflage, who I'm sure is grateful that this time, I at least remembered to run the spell check.


( Torpor )

Title: Technical Training
Rating: G
Word Count: 200
Warnings: threats of violence
Characters: Leela, the Doctor (fourth)
Summary: Speak clearly.  Let it know who's in charge.  And above all, show no fear.

Author's note: I really, really would love to write some more stories based on this framing device, but so far, none have popped into my brain.  Still, I thought the notion was amusing, so here it is in the form of a double drabble.


( Technical Training )

Normally, when a bunch of young men roar up beside me, lean out of their car, and shout at me, I anticipate whatever they're shouting to be fairly awful.

However, "HEY, YOUR TIRE IS FLAT!!!" was actually information I needed to know.  Even moreso because they noticed it before I was actually riding on the rim, meaning I didn't have to get a tow to the car place.

Thanks, dudes I don't know.  I owe you one.

Probably because of Easter—and also because I recently found my kistka—I've had the urge to make Lots Of Eggs.  Like so . . .



( In which there are pictures of eggs )



I keep having the impulse to start a website and trying to sell these, just for five dollars an egg or so.  Then I remember what real pysanky look like and realize that they're not very good at all.  But I do enjoy making them.  I think my kindergarten teachers would have had a much easier time getting me to color inside the lines if I'd also gotten to play with fire.

At any rate, happy holiday-of-choice/weekend, everybody!

Title: See Ye Not That Bonny Road (6/6)
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1731
Warnings: violence, noncon in some original characters' backgrounds, PTSD and associated flashbacks, and wounds and medical issues.
Characters: Jamie McCrimmon, the Doctor (eighth)
Summary: Jamie McCrimmon is wounded, exhausted, possibly doomed, and has an old song running through his head as if it's trying to tell him something.


( See Ye Not That Bonny Road, Chapter 6 )

Title: See Ye Not That Bonny Road (5/6)
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1907
Warnings: violence, noncon in some original characters' backgrounds, PTSD and associated flashbacks, and wounds and medical issues.
Characters: Jamie McCrimmon, the Doctor (eighth)
Summary: Jamie McCrimmon is wounded, exhausted, possibly doomed, and has an old song running through his head as if it's trying to tell him something.


( See Ye Not That Bonny Road, Chapter 5 )

Title: See Ye Not That Bonny Road (4/6)
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2072
Warnings: violence, noncon in some original characters' backgrounds, PTSD and associated flashbacks, and wounds and medical issues.
Characters: Jamie McCrimmon, the Doctor (eighth)
Summary: Jamie McCrimmon is wounded, exhausted, possibly doomed, and has an old song running through his head as if it's trying to tell him something.


( See Ye Not That Bonny Road, Chapter 4 )