Fanfiction for Doctor Who, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, sometimes crossing over into the world of Sherlock Holmes. Also appearing: Malcolm Tucker from The Thick of It.
Aka real-people fiction. Historical figures. People who are alive now. Usually in extreme AUs so as not to outrage the sensibilities of persons living.
In every generation there is a Chosen One. She alone will stand against the vampires, the demons and the forces of darkness. She is the Slayer. Behind her stands her Watcher. He's the one in the tweed and the glasses, translating strange prophecies from Latin for her.
George Forsyte has determined that nothing shall ever happen to him, and that he shall end his days a bachelor. This plan is not going well. Neither is his plan to end being a bachelor. Learning to speak French well enough to impress his young lady is mostly going well, though. Mostly.
In 1926, Soames Forsyte dies with his hand in Fleur's, at peace. But then he awakens in a first-class carriage in 1881, and Nemesis informs him that he has a chance to do it over and get it right this time. Did he learn anything from his life?
He is not an idiot. He has a perfectly functioning mind, if not a perfectly functioning memory, and he knows the sound of an early-model TARDIS when he hears one.