The Magic Inside Of Us Series Masterlist

The Magic Inside of Us Series Masterlist

Edmund Pevensie x Reader; Harry Potter/Narnia cross over.  masterlist | read on ao3

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The Last of Our Kind

Word Count: 1906

Pairings: 10th Doctor x Reader

Warnings: angst, fluff

A/N: Request from @imaginesfire, and hello everyone! Contrary to popular belief I am in fact still alive lol, I've missed you all!

Summary: That little spike in energy, that small blip that hardly lasted a minute. It was such a small reading, something the TARDIS only picked up every so often. It really shouldn't bother him as much as it did. But then one day the signal stayed, and the answer wasn't anything like he expected.

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"Doctor, what's this blinking thing on the screen?"

The Doctor glanced up at his companion, who stared at the small monitor on the control console. He didn't need to look to know exactly what she was talking about. That annoying reading, that'd given him a great many headaches. There one minute and gone the next. He'd stop looking when it did appear.

Of course, Donna didn't know any of that, and her inquisitive demeanor had him acknowledging that inconvenient dot once more. Of course Donna, being the stubborn human she was, didn't pay any mind to his silence, repeating her question once more, a bit louder this time.

"Doctor, what's this dot mean?"

"Just a blip." He sighed dismissively, turning a dial.

Donna made a face as the TARDIS 

jerked, and she leaned against the console as she placed a hand on her hip.

"I can see that, I asked what it means, you dolt." She huffed.

She didn't miss the slight twitch in his eye as he muttered an answer under his breath, flipping a small switch. Donna stood up straighter, frowning a bit.

"What?"

"I don't know!" The Doctor repeated, louder, with more irk.

"You don't know?" Donna snorted, convinced he was joking, until she noticed how hard he was trying to ignore her.

"You're serious? Mister, I know everything in the universe? You really don't know?"

The Doctor said nothing, and Donna looked back towards the blip on the screen, blinking steadily.

"Is it something dangerous?" She asked.

No answer, although when had that ever deterred her before?

"Something exciting?"

The Doctor sighed, turning his attention to the very talkative red head in his company.

"It doesn't matter, it'll be gone soon. A glitch."

Donna couldn't help but smile when she saw how frustrated it seemed to make him.

"You don't know, and that just eats you up, doesn't it? Why not find out then?"

"It doesn't stay long enough to get a lock on it. Why must you ask so many questions about it?"

Donna sighed, motioning to the screen with irritation.

"Because the bloody thing won't stop blinking, it's downright annoying."

The Doctor froze, quickly pushing Donna out of the way to look at the screen himself.

"It's still there..."

"Yeah, I just said that, didn't I? Have you got space dust in your ears?"

"Donna, it's still there, why is it still there? It's never still here."

It was a wonder the Doctor didn't feel the exasperation rolling off her.

"You're the alien, you tell me."

And then he was grinning, that grin that promised trouble, the one that always made Donna wish she'd worn better shoes for running.

~

You hadn't actually meant to stop on this planet, at least not during this particular moment in time. Although there wasn't anything wrong with this time, it just wasn't the date you were hoping for. You stepped out of your time machine, although now it more resembled a small shop, nestled between some substantial larger buildings.

"How quaint, I rather like this look." You smiled, studying the exterior before turning to continue on your way.

You were about halfway down the street and nearly out of the small village when you heard a faint vworp noise. You paused a moment, glancing back towards your disguised shop. But it didn't move, it wasn't drifting or even fading, and you never left the brakes on when it wasn't in park. That wasn't to say you didn't occasionally forget, which is why you knew that sound. Of course, that begged the question.

If it wasn’t your TARDIS, who's was it?

~

The first thing The Doctor noticed when he stepped out was the lack of buildings. He distinctly remembered there being large cities the last time he visited. Although that was many years in the future. When Donna stepped out, though, she was wearing a rather large sun hat, humorous enough to make The Doctor give her a second glance.

"What have you got on your head?"

"We're in the country! This sun is damaging, I'm protecting my youthful glow."

"It's awful." He said bluntly.

"It's cute." Donna disagreed, a little aggressively.

The Doctor opened his mouth to make a comment on the human specie's need for maintaining appearances, but then he noticed the girl circling his TARDIS and he paused to stare. Donna frowned, turning her head to look at what had grabbed his attention.

"Look at this color, I love this shade of blue!"

You paid no mind to the two people openly staring at you. The strange appearance of this TARDIS captivated your attention, and you ran your fingers over the blue wood.

"Oi! What're you doing?" Donna called, crossing her arms.

You finally turned your attention to them, words briefly failing you when you saw the size of the hat on her head.

"That's very lovely...very... uh, very big?"

"Like the hats the New New Yorkers used to wear during their not so great height of fashion." The Doctor chuckled.

"Oh that was a dreadful era, I skipped it, remember those coats that looked like they were made of pool noodles?" You laughed.

The Doctor snorted, grimacing at the memory.

"But the hats, oh goodness, those awful things."

Donna grumbled a little, taking the hat off her head, tossing it to the ground.

"Alright, I can take a hint! You tasteless species can enjoy each other's company!"

The Doctor frowned when she began to walk off towards the small village.

"Where are you going?" He called after her.

"To buy a decent sized hat!"

You took her place beside the tall man, watching her ginger hair disappear into the crowd of people on the streets.

"I like her spunk."

The Doctor glanced at you from the corner of his eye, and you gave him a grin, before returning to your inspection of his ship.

"It's very out of place here, isn't it? A blue box in an open field. Is the chameleon circuit out?"

You received no reply, he was too stunned to say anything.

"You could fix it."

The provoked a response, a rather defensive one.

"What's wrong with the police box? You don't like it? I like it."

You turned your head to look at him, smiling a bit.

"Then leave it be, if you like it, what everyone else thinks doesn't matter. It's your TARDIS after all."

That caught his attention, and he seemed ready to bombard you with questions about your uncanny knowledge. Until your eyes widened, and you were speaking before he could get a single syllable out.

"You're the blip on my screen!" You accused, pointing a finger at him.

He sputtered a bit before pointing back at you, all his questions forgotten.

"No, no. You're the blip on my screen!"

You shook your head, and he pulled out a strange looking device, scanning you with it.

"Is that a sonic?"

The Doctor didn't reply, too shocked to say anything, standing there in complete disbelief.

"You're a Time Lord..."

"I like yours, mine's seen better days." You hummed, pulling out a sonic of your own, although yours was in a bit of disrepair.

You attempted to show him, but your carefree smile disappeared when you saw the look he was giving you. The pain in his eyes, the way he stared at you as if you'd simply vanish.

"How are you here? How did you escape the war?"

You didn't answer, instead holding out your hands to him. He looked at it confused, and you wiggled your fingers a bit.

"Well, come on, don't leave me hanging here."

After a brief moment of hesitation, he placed his hands in yours, and you guided his hands to your temples.

"Go ahead. It's a long story, it'll be quicker this way."

He looked apprehensive for a few seconds before the familiar pressure of someone shifting through your memories began to give you a headache. You blocked off memories you didn't want him to see, memories he didn't need to know about. When he finally got his answers, finally pulled his hands back, he was satisfied, and you were left rubbing your temples to embed the growing headache.

"The end of the universe, must have been very lonely." It was all the comfort he offered.

You laughed lightly, giving him a gentle smile.

"Not as lonely as thinking you were the last."

He grinned, putting his hands in the pockets of his trench coat as he rocked on his heels a bit.

"Poked around a bit in my mind too, did you?"

"Using telepathy is like using a door, it can go both ways."

His smile widened.

"You've been a pain in my ass for months you know, popping up on my screen, my monitor beeps, loudly." You scolded him, although your gleeful smile didn't match your tone.

"Me!? You've been showing up on mine for years! Couldn't get a lock on you though, you blink out my time too fast."

"Well of course! There's so much to see, how could I stay in one place for long? So little time to travel it all, or perhaps too much time."

He grinned, eager to talk to you, to hear your adventures. You rocked back and forth on your feet, rambling on, as he hung on to every word.

"Have you ever been to Midnight? I heard about this one passenger, he saved a shuttle that was heading to the falls but never made it. I've been meaning to go but haven't yet, don't think I will now though."

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The two of you had begun to talk, sitting in front of his TARDIS on the grass. Exchanging stories of the adventures and misadventures each of you had. Although his sounded far grander than your own.

"Well isn't this a lovely sight, here you two are, on your butts while I've been on my feet all day. Lazy sort aren't you?"

Donna's voice caught both of yours attention, and The Doctor scrambled to his feet.

"Donna! Meet Y/N! She's a Time Lord! Or Lady, I suppose." The Doctor proudly introduced you with a little Ta-Da motion.

"Oh, I'm fine with either really." You said as you stood to your feet as well, albeit more gracefully than the Doctor had.

"You mean she's one of you?"

The Doctor nodded.

"Great, just what the universe needs, more of you. You don't go around kidnapping brides too, do you, Martian girl?"

You furrowed your eyebrows, looking a little confused.

"I'm not... I'm not a martian, we're-"

The Doctor made a face, motioning for you not to start that particular argument. Donna ignored your interrupted protest, glancing around.

"Where's your box, then?" She asked.

You couldn't help but laugh lightly as the Doctor scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

"They don't all look like that, his circuit is broken."

Your eyes suddenly lit up, and you began to walk towards the town.

"But you've got to see what it disguised it's as this time! I love it! I'm considering breaking my circuit as well!"

For a moment, the two of them watched you walk off, before beginning to trail behind you. Donna nudged the Doctor as they walked, giving him a sly look.

"You seem happy space man, planning on following her over the universe for a while?"

The Doctor smiled, watching you ramble on, using your hands to emphasize your words, a pep in your step.

"Ah, well... maybe for a bit."

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Paradoxes and All That

Request by @the-gentleman-frog: Your stories are awesome do u think I could request something like all the doctors meeting up and u had been traveling since nine and started dating with like ten and the old doctors just being really happy that they found someone to love if u could thanks.

WC: 2.5K

A/N: This reads awkwardly, I know but I also just wanted to write so here you go! Hope it’s okay!

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You don’t hear the sounds of the TARDIS from the outside much, but it sounds louder, much louder and in fact, as you run down the street to the alley the TARDIS was parked at, the thought that the Doctor was leaving you was deafening in your ears.

Almost reaching the TARDIS, you speed your steps, only to skid to a halt when the TARDIS was still in its place and the Doctor was standing right in front of it.

And… another TARDIS?

“What’s happening, Doctor?” You grab his hand, looking at the second TARDIS.

“I don’t know.”

Your eyes widen. “You hate not knowing.” You whisper mere seconds before the TARDIS doors open.

The Doctor and you share a look of concern before a familiar pair of worn out converse pops through first, followed by the flowing sway of a trench coat you hadn’t seen in a while.

“Doctor?” You whisper. Of course it was the Doctor! Who else would be in the TARDIS?

“Y/N!” The other Doctor cheers as he sees you, a smile brightening on his face and the Doctor- your Doctor, the current Doctor, tightens his grip on your hand.

You look between him and your Doctor several times. “Oh this is too weird.” You conclude and let go of the Doctor’s hand to bury your head in your hands for a second. You look up again with a forced smile and a deep breath. “Alright Doctors, I’ve been by your sides for, well, many regenerations but I’ve never seen more than one at a time.”

“Or you don’t remember.” Your Doctor corrects you and you glare at him.

“Oh you know, paradoxes and all that.” The younger Doctor adds before squaring up with your bow tie wearing Doctor. “So, you’re me?” He asks and shoves his hands in his pockets.

“And you’re me.” Your Doctor adjusts his bow tie with a smirk and you roll your eyes.

“And I’m Y/N. Great we’ve all met each other.” The Doctors give you matching grins as you glance between them and shake your head before settling on the younger doctor again. “Why are you here? And where am I?”

He glances back to the TARDIS and nods. “You’re in there, recovering from the flu you got on Galafrek.”

Galafrekan Flu. Right. You remember that, you were practically in a coma for a week. “And I’m here because of this!” He pulls out his psychic paper and opens it up, about to hold it out to show you before your Doctor takes it out of his hand. He pulls you close to him as you both look over the scribbled words.

“It’s just your name. Over and over again.”

“Yes and the TARDIS took me here.” He states and glances around the alley to find anything out of the ordinary. “Why?”

“Because I was curious.”

Your voice pulls the doctor’s confused glances to you, but the only problem was that wasn’t your voice. It sounded like you, but you hadn’t said a thing.

You shake your head and shrug before the three of you turn around.

There you were at the end of the alley with a young and carefree smile on your face and just to your right stood yet another Doctor wearing a leather jacket.

The Doctors seem to be just as surprised a you were to see another one you them alongside you because no one said anything, only staring at each other expectantly.

“Alright, I’ll bite.” You clear your throat and turn to the Doctor. “You let me go outside when my hair looked like that?” You joke and the Doctor laughs softly with you.

“What’s wrong with my hair?” Young you calls out as she ran a hand over her hair, trying to figure out what was wrong with it.

“Nothing!” You call out.

“Sorry sweetie, if I maybe if I remembered this day, I’d of told you.” He counters and you hold back your grin.

“You called us here?” The other doctor next to you calls out as the other you and her Doctor finally approaches you all.

She shrugs. “I wanted to know what would happen.”

You furrow your brows and look into the pair of eyes its been the longest since you’ve looked into. “And you let me?”

“Well, if I hadn’t I wouldn’t hear the end of it for weeks.” He explains.

Both Doctors next to you speak up. “It’s true.” They say at the same time and you scoff in offense.

“No it’s not!” You defend yourself the same time the other you does as well.

“Oh, this is going to be weird.” Your Doctor concludes and you nod, feeling his slip his hand into yours between your close bodies.

“Anyone care for breakfast?” The Doctor in the trench coat looks at a café across the street when he speaks and with no objections, the 5 of you head off.

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You order for everyone while they got a seat since you knew everyone’s orders from over the years and actually, well, being yourself.

“You’re the next Doctor?” The youngest doctor asks the correct Doctor who nods his head and takes a bite of the scone you bought him. He turns to you next, sipping on your tea as you listen to him. “And you’re still traveling with me? With us?”

A small smile joins your face, just like the one on your Doctors who is trying to hide it behind his cup. This Doctor was too young. This Doctor doesn’t know what your relationship became over the years. Traveling doesn’t even begin to describe it. “Yes, I am.” You settle on, finding your Doctor’s hand under the table. “Can’t get rid of me that easily, Doctor.”

“Ah, wouldn’t dream of it.” The last Doctor says as he joins in the smiling. He knows a little more than the other Doctor. Not all, but you and the Doctor had been dating for months already when you got sick. That’s why he was so worried when you woke up that morning on Galafrek more sick than you ever had been in your life. He was so thankful it was only a flu and with enough sleep, you would be fine.

But still, he doesn’t know everything.

The youngest Doctor noticed the touching. He noticed the glances, the smiles, but most importantly, he noticed the ring sitting on your finger. He was sure you hadn’t meant for them to see it as your hand had been under the table all meal, but you scratched your nose at one point and he caught sight of it.

“You’re married.” He blurts out and the current conversation dies as everyone looks at him and then to you.

Your sat there with your mouth gaping open. “What?” You chuckle awkwardly and sip your tea.

He nods to your hand. “The ring.” He points out and you look to your hand just like everyone else, seeing the wedding ring as plain as day. You tap it gently against your cup.

“Oh. I suppose I am, yes.” You fight back a smile.

Your Doctor rests his hand on your thigh and you glance at him briefly to see him stuffing custard into his face.

“We got married?” Your quiet and shocked voice finally pulls your Doctor’s eating to a halt. You nod at your younger self, watching her eyes twinkle with hope and you know, even then, you were hoping it would be to the Doctor. “I can’t believe it.”

Her Doctor spares her a look but she’s too busy focusing on your ring donning hand. “Why not?” He sounded offended for her, that the thought of you marrying was so far beyond imagination that even you couldn’t believe it was happening.

She shrugs and meets your eyes. Over your lifetime, you’ve become really good at reading yourself. And right now, with that look, you were telling yourself it was because you could only ever dream of marrying the Doctor.

You smile at yourself, a smile that meant dreams sometimes comes true.

“Who to?” Your trench coat wearing Doctor speaks up from behind his hand in his face that he was leaning on.

Your smile turns to him now. “Spoilers, Doctor.” You whisper.

It was pointless though, every Doctor and his Y/N knows the truth now.

Spoilers meant you couldn’t tell him because spoilers means a future with him. A future where you, Y/N Y/L/N, marry the Doctor. Just like both of you have always hoped.

Your phone rings and you pull it out of your pocket only to see it silent. “Sorry, it’s mine.” The younger you shakes her phone before reading her message. “Rose is ready to be picked up, Doctor.”

Oh, Rose. That’s a name you haven’t heard in a while.

For a moment, the thought crosses your head to tell them all everything. Everything bad that’s going to happen in the years to come and you want to, you truly do but your Doctor knows you all to well.

“Spoilers.” He whispers in your ear and presses a kiss to your temple that you thought went unnoticed by everyone.

“We better get going, then.” Her Doctor stands up and reaches a hand out for her, which she happily takes to help herself up. They don’t drop the hold for a few moments.

As the 5 of you make your way back to the TARDIS of the younger Doctor, you walk in silence. “I’m glad we did this.” You say out loud and receive 4 different smiles, 4 different emotions, two of hope, one of pure love, and one you know well enough to only describe as budding with questions.

The TARDIS even looked younger as the youngest Y/N and Doctor start to clamber inside, his hand resting a top her shoulder to keep her close and upon seeing the gesture, you become aware of your own Doctor being so close to you, his shoulder pressed right against yours.

His touch always had been your comfort, hadn’t it?

The departing Doctor looks back at you and his heart warms seeing you happy. Your happiness was all he ever wanted. “You’re fantastic.” He tells you, much like your Doctor had almost every day during that regeneration. He glances to his Y/N and his smile widens more. “You both are fantastic.” In the TARDIS they finally go and the doors close before the you and your two doctors watch them disappear.

“Time to get you back to your Y/N then?” Your Doctor claps the last Doctor on his shoulder before slinging his arm over your shoulders, pulling you closer to him as you walk to the TARDIS side by side to another.

He hums, kicking his feet out extra far when he walks and as you reach the TARDIS you huff. “Alright Doctor, out with it. What’s wrong?”

“What?” Your Doctor asks in confusion and you pat his chest with the back of your hand.

“Not you. Him.” You turn to the other Doctor. “You’ve had a weird look on your face since before we left the café, so out with it.”

He looks at you with your arms crossed, your ring unintentionally on display once again. “Who is it?” He asks again and you sigh.

“Doctor you know I can’t-“

“No, I know. Spoilers.” He interrupts you, running his hand up and down his neck. “But you know, if you tell me who you married, after I leave here, I won’t remember.” You hesitate, giving him a look of uncertainty. “You know, paradoxes and all that.” He smirks stepping closer to you.

Paradoxes. Right, none of you would remember this. He wouldn’t know and you wouldn’t screw anything up.

“Alright Doctor.” You nod before turning around and grabbing your Doctor’s lapels and pulling his lips to yours. His arms wrap around you to pull you close and you can feel his lips curl with a smile moments before you separate.

His soft green eyes stare into yours before he gently kisses your forehead, keeping his arms wrapped around you. You were so lost in your Doctor, you almost forgot about the other one.

He was staring at the two of you with such an intensity, it was almost hard to pretend he wasn’t there. It took you a moment of studying his features before you see the clenched jaw he wore and you laugh quietly.

“Don’t be jealous, Doctor.” You tell him, well aware of the puppy eyes your Doctor was giving you for losing your attention.

The other Doctor almost scoffs. “I’m not jealous. I’m him!”

“And I’m you.” Your Doctor adds and you smack his chest again.

“And I’m Y/N.” You add needlessly once again before turning in the Doctor’s hold to lean against his chest with his arms still around you. “And your Y/N is still inside that big beautiful blue box waiting for you to be by her side when she wakes and to stay by her side always. She loves you Doctor.” You look behind you to your Doctor for your next words. “She’s always loved you and she always will.” The Doctor presses his lips to your again as you cup his cheek, bringing him closer.

A TARDIS door closed softly right before you and the Doctor separate. He holds you tight, resting his head on your shoulder as the TARDIS slowly disappears before your eyes.

“He really won’t remember that kiss? Or me telling him that we married?” You ask the Doctor as the two of you walk hand in hand to the TARDIS and the Doctor holds the door open for you with a head shake.

“No, he will not. None of them will.”

“But will we?” You weren’t really sure how this all works. The Doctor tries to explain how the paradox cancels out the memories, leaving only the most recent people to retain the memories. “Do you ever wonder how many times we’ve met future us and can’t remember it?”

“Oh, I try not to think about it.” He shrugs before a cheeky grin appears. You know, paradoxes-“

“Paradoxes and all that! Yes, Doctor, I get it.” You smile at him. He returns the smile before beginning to work the TARDIS out of the alley. “You know, before the last you arrived, I thought you were that TARDIS noise I could hear from blocks away. I thought you were leaving without me for a moment.”

He gasps, holding a hand to his chest. “I would never! You’d kill me if I ever did that, not that I would ever.” He reaches a hand out to you and you grab it, hugging it as tight as you could. “I love you too much to ever leave you.” He whispers before kissing the top of your head.

“I love you too, Doctor.” You whisper back before the TARDIS starts, taking you both to your next adventure.

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Stranger Things Have Happened Series Masterlist

Stranger Things Have Happened

Series description: Hawkins, Indiana, November 1983. The Winchesters got out of hunting and decided to settle down in a small town. The youngest of the three, Y/N, just wants to get on with her somewhat normal life and go to a good college. But that’s a little tricky when disappearances start occurring, including her friend Barbara Holland, and there’s reports of a mysterious new girl in town. Can she balance boyfriends, teen drama and monster hunting?

Prologue

Chapter One: A Normal Sunday

Chapter Two: Where, Oh Where, Is Will?

Chapter Three: Lost To The Party

Chapter Four: Search Party

Chapter Five: Pancakes With a Side of Disaster

Chapter Six: The Battle of Troy

Chapter Seven: The Funeral

Chapter Eight: The Hunt Is Afoot

Chapter Nine: Quiet In The Library

Chapter Ten: The Truth Is Out There

Chapter Eleven: Over And Out

Chapter Twelve: Scatter and Run

Chapter Thirteen: The Battle at Byers

Chapter Fourteen: In Too Deep

Chapter Fifteen: Lost along the way

Epilogue

Super Strange Things Masterlist

Updated: August 24, 2020

Chapters are currently under on-going construction.

Pairing: Johnathan Byers x Reader

Summary: Y/N Winchester, middle child of John and Mary Winchester, arrives in Hawking’s with her family to investigate a series of disappearances and hearsay of a strange, faceless monster, along with a girl who can supposedly move things with her mind.

Chapter One: Super Strange Things

Chapter Two: Not Exactly the Scooby Gang 

Chapter Three: I Don’t Give A Damn ‘Bout My Bad Reputation

Chapter Four: Is This Real Life or Is This Just Fantasy 

Chapter Five: The Body in the Quarry

Chapter Six: The Monster in the Wall

Chapter Seven: Dream Weaver

Chapter Eight: Conspiracy Theories

Malia: so I guess we’re together for this mission

Stiles: wait

Stiles: does that mean Lydia and Y/N are working together?

Malia: yeah

Stiles:

Stiles: you don’t understand, do you?

Stiles: with Lydia’s natural knowledge in, well, everything and Y/N’s absolute zero interest in following the rules, they are the perfect team for world wide destruction

Malia: so what you’re saying is…?

Stiles: oh we can relax. there is no way in hell they need our backup. Theo’s pack’s in deep shit