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Ten x Rose on a fantasy planet meeting a unicorn for the first time. *smirks*

So here’s the thing y’all -- I could make this cute and fluffy. But dear Lisa here sent this to me in an effort to make me write fluff as revenge for the horrible angst I just sent her. She thinks I can’t make this angsty.

Watch me prove her wrong.

They land about two hundred years too late, as always.

What had once been a beautiful, straight-out-of-a-fantasy book planet had been ravaged by nuclear war (well, not quite nuclear, they had evolved past that, but nuclear was the easiest thing to equate it to that Rose would understand).

The Doctor realized his mistake the moment they stepped out and saw the barren wasteland. He was already turning to grab Rose’s hand and pull her back inside when a beastly animal appeared out of nowhere.

A unicorn, as a matter of fact. A horribly mutated unicorn with darkened fur and glowing red eyes, but a unicorn.

And before either of them could do anything, it was chomping down on Rose’s arm.

Things were a bit of a blur after that. The Doctor saw red as blood flowed from the wound and Rose screamed. And he was pretty sure he kicked the mutated monster. He did something because it whinnied loudly (a sharp, shrieking sound), and reared up, running away.

The Doctor quickly ushered Rose into the TARDIS as she clutched her arm, gasping in pain. “It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay,” the Doctor murmured, hurrying her to the med lab. It would be okay.

As long as there were no side effects from the bite

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Ooh ooh! I care! I would like more single parent AU pretty please!

Part I || Part II

“You looked really cool when you were falling off your skateboard. Just saying.”

“Shut up.”

Rose was sure she sounded cruel, but really she was just trying to distract Tony from the bleeding gash in his forehead. He was currently pressing a towel to it as they waited for the A&E doctor to come in and stitch him up.

“Just be happy it’s me and not Mum. She’s probably going to burn that thing.”

Tony made a whining noise, but was cut off from actually complaining by the arrival of the doctor. It was Jenny’s mother.

Oh.

“Thought that last name sounded familiar,” Jo Noble said with a small smile as she approached Tony. “This your son?”

“NO!” They both yelled at the same time, equally disgusted by the thought.

“Brother,” Rose said in a slightly quieter voice, and Jo laughed as she carefully pulled the towel away from Tony’s forehead.

“You are absolutely going to need stitches, I’m sorry to say. What happened?”

“I fell off my skateboard.” Rose raised an eyebrow, nudging Tony, who shot her a glare. “And fell into a park bench.”

“Ah yes, skateboards are keeping me in business.” Jo smiled as she finished examining the gash before going to clean it up. She had an intense look of concentration on her face, and Rose couldn’t help but notice that she was rather cute… Focus, Tyler. “You weren’t wearing a helmet, I take it?”

Tony flushed, ducking his head the best he could. “I’ll save the lecture,” Dr. Noble assured him with a small smile. “I’m sure you’ll get a long one from your parents later.”

She left to get the stuff to stitch up Tony’s forehead, and Tony turned to raise an eyebrow at Rose. “That your girlfriend or something?”

“What? No. Of course not. Where’d you that idea?”

“Well you keep staring at her.”

“Shut up.”

Jo returned to stitch up Tony’s forehead, and sent him off for a quick head scan to make sure there was no internal damage.

“He’ll probably be fine,” Jo assured Rose, who was frowning faintly. “Just always better safe than sorry.”

“Mum’s gonna kill me if he ended up breaking something when I was watching him.”

Jo chuckled. “Nothing can stop a twelve-year-old boy when he’s determined to do something stupid.”

Rose was momentarily distracted from her worry by the thought that Jo had a really pretty laugh.

Tony was fine, thankfully. Jo gave them a few tips for taking care of the wound, said to keep an eye on him, and sent them on their way.

“You like her,” Tony said as they walked out to the car. Rose slapped his shoulder. “Hey! I’m injured!”

“Shut up.”

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Fem!Ten/Rose - single parent AU?

Jenny was always the last kid left.

The regular after school program monitor warned Rose of that as she prepared to take over the program. Little Jenny Noble’s mother was perfectly nice, but also perfectly scattered and couldn’t seem to comprehend that kids needed to be picked up by five.

“She’s always here by five-fifteen the latest,” the teacher assured a rather skeptical Rose. “She just gets out of work late.”

The following week, the teacher went on maternity leave and Rose took over the program. And, sure enough, by the end of the afternoon, one little blonde girl was the only one left.

Jenny Noble seemed entirely unbothered, however. She sat quietly at a table in the corner, reading a book that looked far above her year one reading level.

“Whatcha reading?” Rose asked as she sat with her, and Jenny looked up, beaming.

“The third Harry Potter book. My mummy gave it me.” Rose made a face at that. The third book wasn’t...as bad as some of the later ones, but it got pretty dark at some points. Definitely not appropriate for a six year old. What kind of mother would--

“Have you read Harry Potter, Ms. Tyler?” Jenny asked brightly, snapping her mother out of her thoughts. Rose nodded. “What’s your favorite one? I liked the fourth one best.”

“The fourth -- Jenny have you read them all?”

“Yeah! Mummy used to read them to me but she was going too slow.”

Rose had to struggle not to let her mouth fall open. “Mummy!” Jenny piped suddenly, hopping up and running to the door. Rose looked over her shoulder to see Jenny running for a rather tall....rather gorgeous brown-haired woman.

Down Rose.

“Jenny!” The woman scooped her daughter up, laughing and hugging her. “Did you have a good day?”

Rose packed up Jenny’s things, carrying the bag over while Jenny babbled excitedly. “Oh, you must be Ms. Tyler,” the woman said when she saw Rose. She shifted Jenny to hold out a hand. “Jo Noble, nice to meet you.”

“You too.” Rose put on a smile, shaking Mrs. Noble’s hand before handing over Jenny’s bag.

“I’m so sorry I’m late, had a hard time getting out of work--”

“Mummy’s a doctor,” Jenny informed Rose proudly. “I wanna be a doctor too!”

Mrs. Noble smiled fondly, pressing a kiss to Jenny’s temple. And, oddly, Rose understood now why the last teacher hadn’t been too concerned about the woman’s chronic lateness. To Rose, it had automatically screamed neglect -- but it was clear nothing could be further from the truth.

She was also...incredibly attractive. Rose tried not to let that cloud her judgment though.

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Rose/Clara - caregiver/patient AU

TW: Car accident, amputation

Young patients were always the most difficult ones to deal with. Young patients who had otherwise been healthy up to a certain point were even harder.

This was the situation Clara found herself faced with with her newest assignment – a young woman named Rose Tyler, about Clara’s age, who had recently been in a car accident and lost her left leg as a result, on top of numerous other injuries. She’d been sent home, and was struggling to adjust.

Her parents had hired the best physical therapists in London to take care of her, and they wanted a full-time nurse on hand as well.

That was going to be a new experience for Clara. She wasn’t used to being on-hand 24/7. Usually she just went in for a few hours a day.

But that wasn’t what the Tylers wanted, and they’d offered the company a lot of money for their best nurse. So Clara sublet her apartment and prepared to move in to the Tyler mansion.

Rose Tyler was clearly miserable. That was obvious basically from the moment Clara met her. She barely acknowledged Clara, staring dismally at her lap and asking if she could lay down just a few minutes later.

“She’s been so depressed since the accident,” Jackie Tyler said quietly to Clara once Rose was squared away. “I’m not sure how to help her.”

“It’s common after an accident, especially one as bad as what she went through,” Clara assured Jackie. “Has she thought about a prosthetic, maybe? It would certainly give her more freedom than a wheelchair.” Which would probably help her mood. Jackie sighed.

“Her physical therapist tried to bring it up with her but she refused to talk about it. I don’t think it’s really connected yet that her leg, is well…” Gone. She didn’t want to say it. She didn’t have to.

Clara’s duties mostly consisted of making sure Rose was taken care of, helping her in and out of the shower, helping her around the house, and so on. Rose wasn’t the most talkative, and Clara didn’t push it.

One day after a particularly rough physical therapy session, Clara had brought Rose out onto the porch to get some fresh air and sun. “Sometimes I think it’d be better if I’d died,” Rose muttered suddenly, and Clara snapped around to look at her.

“Why’s that?” She asked as evenly as she could. Rose shrugged.

“It’d be easier than being alive.”

“I don’t think that’s true,” Clara said quietly. “It certainly wouldn’t be easier for your parents to have to plan a funeral.”

Rose didn’t say anything to that.

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Fem!Ten x Rose, "We're both volunteers at the same museum and gosh you're gorgeous but oh no I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and nearly knocked over a thousand-year-old artifact."

Jane coming through with the school tour groups was always Rose’s favorite time of day.

She worked in the children’s room at the museum, making sure the kids weren’t causing a mess or getting into trouble, and usually anywhere between four and eight groups a day. Jane came through twice, sometimes three times, and stayed for usually twenty minutes.

Rose never got any work done during those times.

The worst part was Jane didn’t even seem to know she existed. She spoke politely to Rose when she was there but always seem distracted.

Rose felt kind of stupid being so enraptured by a woman who didn’t know she existed.

“I didn’t know you ever left the kids’ room.”

A jolt went through Rose at the familiar voice, and she whirled to look at Jane, suddenly wishing she’d picked something a bit better than chips for lunch.

“Oh, um...well, gotta eat, ya know.” Brilliant, Rose. Jane laughed.

“Well, since you’re eating, want to join me?”

Rose’s mouth went dry. Oh boy.

It was an enjoyable lunch, though if asked later Rose would say she didn’t remember most of it, and that would be the truth. She’d let Jane do most of the talking, and just lost herself in the woman’s voice.

They were walking back to the kids’ room together, Rose still enraptured...at least until she walked into a stand holding what was probably a near priceless vase.

“Oh god!” She grabbed it without thinking to keep it from falling over, and alarms instantly went off.

.....God damn it.

Security was understanding about the incident, at least, especially since Rose had Jane to back up her story and assure them that she was in fact not some thief trying to take a priceless vase.

“Well that was fun,” Jane said pleasantly as they left the security office. Rose wanted to sink into the floor. “Maybe we should continue this conversation when we’re not at work. How about dinner tonight?”

Rose blinked rapidly, staring at Jane. “Are....you asking for a date?”

“Do you want it to be a date?”

Good lord yes absolutely. “S-Sure. That sounds great.”

“Then it’s a date.”

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More vampire AU? :D

Part I  || Part II || Part III || Part IV  || Part V  || Part VI || Part VII ||Part VIII||Part IX || Part X || Part XI || Part XII || Part XIII || Part XIV ||Part XV || Part XVI || Part XVII || Part XVIII || Part XIX

“I don’t like this,” Clara said as she followed Rose downstairs. She really shouldn’t have been out of bed, but she had to follow Rose around and remind her what a horrible idea this was.

Like Rose needed to be reminded.

“You should let me come with you,” Clara insisted.

“It’s the middle of the day,” Rose pointed out, and Clara hesitated, frowning slightly.

“Well, at least let Amy or Rory come.”

“No, it could be a trap,” Rose said. “Mickey’s not going to hurt me but he’ll hurt one of you.”

Clara huffed, folding her arms. Rose sighed as she turned and pressed a light kiss to Clara’s lips.

“I’ll be okay. I’ll be back soon. I’m just going to talk to him.”

“Ask him how his nose is doing,” Amy asked with a smirk as she settled in the living room with her tea. Rose rolled her eyes.

“Be back soon.”

She’d agreed to meet Mickey at a park an hour away from the house. She honestly wasn’t sure why -- she had nothing to say to him.

But he had been her best mate for years. She owed him this.

Mickey was already there when Rose arrived. She’d known him long enough to recognize the disappointment on his face -- he’d been hoping she’d come with Clara, Amy, or Rory clearly.

“Hey,” Rose said quietly as she approached.

“Surprised your bloodsucker is letting you wander around alone. I’ve heard they’re pretty possessive.”

“Well there’s a lot you don’t know about them clearly,” Rose snapped. “What do you want, Mickey?”

“I want to try and help you,” Mickey insisted. “I don’t know what they’ve done to you--”

“Nothing, they’ve done absolutely nothing.” Rose had to resist the urge to roll her eyes. “You’re the only one here who’s been brainwashed.”

“Rose you don’t understand--”

“I. Love. Her,” Rose said firmly. “I understand that. I love her, and I swear to god part of me wishes I’d just let Amy throttle you because I honestly can’t believe you would turn on me like that.”

This had been such a waste of time. Rose whirled on her heel to leave. “So what’re you gonna do, then?” Mickey snapped after Rose. “Become one of them?”

Rose froze, fingers twitching slightly. She hadn’t really...thought much past the next couple of days.

“That’s my business, Mickey,” she said finally. “And if you don’t like it, you can bugger off.”

And she walked away.

[dimensionhoppingrose]

I may be addicted to your vampire au... You are amazing. Please grace us with more of your beautiful writing. If you want to. *whispers* I love you. *scuttles away*

Part I  || Part II || Part III || Part IV  || Part V  || Part VI || Part VII ||Part VIII||Part IX || Part X || Part XI || Part XII || Part XIII || Part XIV ||Part XV || Part XVI || Part XVII || Part XVIII

Clara recovered. Slowly, but she recovered.

Rose ended up having to turn off her phone after getting multiple calls from Mickey -- she wanted to talk to him, but she couldn’t yet. She needed to focus on Clara.

It had never occurred to Rose how badly the sun would really effect Clara. She always seemed so strong and sturdy, the idea of anything having the ability to make her sick was just...absolutely mad.

But she was sick now. She was weak and easily exhausted and it was honestly painful to see.

“What happened to your arm?” Clara murmured one day while they were laying bed. Rory had bandaged up Rose’s arm where Clara had bitten her. Clara traced the bandage now, frowning faintly.

“S’nothing,” Rose murmured back, kissing Clara’s forehead. “So where are we going? Any thoughts?”

“I’ve got some friends in Ireland we could stay with for a bit. Why won’t you tell me what happened to your arm?”

“It’s nothing, Clara, really.”

Clara frowned, carefully lifting Rose’s arm as if she could see through the bandage. “I dreamt I bit you...” She murmured, brushing a finger over the white bandage.

“Clara--”

“Was it a dream, Rose?” She looked up to meet Rose’s gaze. “Tell me the truth. Please.”

Rose frowned, pulling Clara close and hugging her tight. “I let you do it. You needed blood.”

“That’s not your responsibility.”

“You are my responsibility. You were hurt, you were in danger, and that was all I could do for you, and like hell I was going to say ‘Well my blood could help but I like it all in my body so Clara can just suffer I guess’,” Rose said fiercely. Clara sighed.

“Don’t ever do that again.”

“Don’t ever get caught by hunters again.”

“Deal.”

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Could we have some more Vampire AU? I really love it

Part I  || Part II || Part III || Part IV  || Part V  || Part VI || Part VII ||Part VIII||Part IX || Part X || Part XI || Part XII || Part XIII || Part XIV ||Part XV || Part XVI || Part XVII

Martha returned a couple hours later with a cup of blood. “I think I nailed down the poison they used. This should counteract it.”

“Brilliant,” Clara mumbled as she pushed herself up with a tired groan. Rose looked away as she took the cup and sipped it. “Eugh. What’s in this?”

“If I tell you you won’t drink it.”

“......Fair.”

She finished the cup and set it aside, blowing out a long breath as she settled back shakily against her pillows once more. “I never wanna see the sun again,” she mumbled after a minute, squeezing her eyes shut.

“The blood should help with the sun poisoning too,” Martha said. “Give her a cup of the mix every two hours for the next day, that should be all you need. If you need anything else just call me.”

“Thanks, Martha,” Rory said as he and Amy left again to show Martha out.

“I’m gonna have to leave London,” Clara said quietly, opening her eyes again to look at Rose.

“What?” Rose blinked. “Why?”

“They know about me, it’s not going to be safe here anymore. They’ll keep going after me and trying to use me to find the sanctuary and I can’t...I can’t live every day worrying that’ll be the day they find me.”

Rose let out a long breath, nodding. “Okay. So where are we going, then?”

“We?” Clara repeated in disbelief.

“You’re not going anywhere without me.”

“Wha -- Rose no, I can’t ask--”

“You’re not asking, I’m saying I’m going and you don’t have a choice,” Rose said firmly. “I didn’t let Amy threaten to kill my best mate and then kick him in the face to rescue you just so you could go and leave me behind, alright? I love you, and you’re not going anywhere without me.”

Clara gaped for a moment, her mouth opening and closing a few times. “I love you too,” she whispered finally, and Rose couldn’t stop herself from smiling.

“Good.”