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agent-barnes40 · 5 months

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Wrong Doctor

11th Doctor & Reader (Platonic)

Dhawan!Master x Reader (Romantic) (Background)

You run into the right blue box, just wrong regeneration

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You saw that glorious blue box on the corner of the street and you turned to give The Master a kiss on the cheek. "I promise she'll drop me off at the same time I left, it should only be like a minute."

The Master scoffed and rolled his eyes. "I'll see you when I see you next."

You laughed softly and let go of his hands, running toward the box and throwing the doors open, turning to wave at The Master before stepping inside. "Okay doc! I'm here! What's today's adventure?"

You stilled, seeing the warm silver interior and the railings. You knew you should've just walked out of this TARDIS, just stepped right back out and left whoever's TARDIS this was confused. You didn't get a chance when a man came rushing up stairs to see who you were.

"Who are you?" The man asked and you smiled softly, turning to close the TARDIS doors behind you.

You raised your hands and slowly turned. "I'm a friend, hopefully."

"What do you mean hopefully?" The man asked, reaching to fiddle with his bowtie and you chuckled softly.

"Are you The Doctor or The Master?" You asked right back.

The man stilled and his hand stopped and he started to step towards you and you instinctively stepped back, knowing you could just step outside and hopefully your Master would still be there. The man stopped and looked at how you pressed up against the TARDIS door.

"I'm The Doctor." The Doctor replied and you immediately relaxed.

You lowered your arms adjusted your shirt. "Do I look familiar to you?"

The Doctor shook his head and you know he saw the sadness that flashed on your face. "If you had been my companion, I would've remembered you instantly."

"That's sweet, Doc."

"Thank you." You fiddled with your hands and studied his face. You smiled a bit when you noticed that familiar look in The Doctor's eyes. "What are you looking at?"

"Your eyes have the same spark my Doctor does."

"Your Doctor? I date you?"

"Oh no! I have a boyfriend, his name's O."

"Oh."

"Yeah, that's it!"

The two of you laughed and you had a larger smile on your face. You grimaced a bit as you remember the pain that letter and name would cause The Doctor in the future. This Doctor grabbed your hand and pulled you deeper into the TARDIS, gently pushing you to sit in the chair attached to the railing. You looked up at him and rose your brow.

"You looked like you were in pain and about to apologize for something." The Doctor said and you smiled softly.

"Now, you mentioned The Master, how do you know him?"

You stilled and had to quickly think. "Doc, I can't tell you. I'd be spoiling the future."

He shook his head, his hair flopping. "I'm gonna forget, I promise."

You rose a brow and laughed softly. "That's not what my Doctor says. You remember everything except crossing into your own time stream."

The two of you jumped when the TARDIS doors opened and a young woman with brown hair came rushing in, pushing the doors closed and you recognized her immediately from UNIT's memorial wall. "Clara Oswald."

Clara stilled instantly at your voice and turned, and relaxed seeing The Doctor there. "Do I know you?"

The Doctor looked between the two of you and grin appeared on his face. "So Clara still travels with me?"

You nodded, and gestured to the woman. "Of course, she's right there!"

The Doctor's face scrunched and you had to note how your Doctor's face scrunched differently when she thought. "No! In the future!"

Clara's eyes widened and stepped closer. "Your from the future."

You reached a hand out, introducing yourself. "It's very nice to meet you, Ms. Oswald."

The Doctor looked at your face and how you introduced yourself, as if you were meeting someone who was going to die, like how his companions would to someone in the past.

His hearts sank, and didn't realize when you got up to look around. Your eyes catching the swirling Gallifreyan symbols on the roof and you blinked before looking away. Clara and The Doctor watched as you moved with ease and pressed your hand to the wall. "Hey, Doctor."

The Doctor looked directly at you and raised a brow. "What's up?"

Clara shot him a look as you stepped down the stairs, back to the two of them. "Your gonna have to take me on an adventure. Time Traveler's rules. Future you said you took me somewhere, with Clara."

The TARDIS started to beep as you instinctively turned to look at the monitors, reaching to press buttons. The Master had taught you how to read a TARDIS's noises and you moved in sync with this younger Doctor. The Doctor stopped for a moment and looked at you.

"You're a Time Lord, aren't you?" He asked and you let out a sharp laugh, loud and it rang through the console room.

"Not even close, someone taught me how to read and listen to a TARDIS." You didn't mean to slip up, and that's when you realized that's why your Doctor keeps you close but far at the same time, this memory, this moment right here.

"What do you mean someone taught you?" The Doctor asked and you shook your head.

"I slipped up, don't think to much about this." You said, firmly, a tone you'd take when talking to The Master.

The Doctor flipped a switch on the TARDIS console and the lights went dark and the TARDIS went into a low whirring noise.

"You're going to tell me who you are, and who taught you how to pilot a TARDIS." The Doctor ordered and you sighed.

"I'm a companion from the future, my Doctor must've messed up the time on dropping me off. She said she'd be back in a minute, when that minute passed, your TARDIS was down the street." You said, reaching to fiddle with the ring the Master had gotten you.

The Doctor shook his head and looked at Clara. "Go get settled in your room, I'll come get you."

Clara looked between the two of you before nodding and heading off deeper into the TARDIS. You watched and looked at him. His eyes settled on you and you realized the darkness that sat in them, very much like your Doctor's when The Master entered the room.

"I'm a friend of yours and Kate Lethbridge-Stewart. I work for Unit part time while traveling with you, future you. She is the best thing to come into my life and if this experience is the reason why you treat me the way you do then I get it now." You rambled, fear spiking.

"You keep me at arms length, even when I know what I'm saying and doing in that moment. You don't trust me in the future and that means I say something here! I say something that gives me the worst experience with a time traveling alien. You made me question if I was making the right choice, hopping in this box with you, Yaz, Graham, and Ryan! I hadn't even known them until I met you!" You didn't mean to explode, your finger had started to poke in his chest, pressing harder each time you went off.

"You made me want to leave so much that when the next person came along with a TARDIS, I started traveling with him too! I'm running in-between two TARDIS's, two very different lives because of you." You pulled back and took a deep breath, pulling the ring you had out of your pocket and shoving it onto your ring finger, not caring much anymore.

"And now, I'm being interrogated by you. Someone who doesn't even know me, what I've gone through to keep standing here, to keep running two different lives because I can't give you up! Your kindness to the universe, your kindness to the kids who are saying that the cracks in their walls scare them!" Your words shot a hole into his hearts, as Amy and Rory flashed in his mind and you stepped back, taking another deep breath.

"I think I know what I said to make future you keep me at arms length and I don't want to say it. I don't want to." You said, your voice breaking as you look at the TARDIS doors.

"Then don't say it. You don't have to." The Doctor whispered and you flicked switches on the TARDIS console, waking the machine back up.

You shook your head, you were taught on what could happen if time didn't go as it should. "I have to. I have no other choice. The Doctor.. my Doctor made it clear what could happen if i didn't, I could kill people that should be alive, I could fragment the universe down to its soul. I will not let more death's coat my hands."

The Doctor felt just as he did when he married River Song. Another River standing in front of him, except this River knew what needed to be done instead of staying away from him. You knew you couldn't stop this, you had to do this.

You looked over at him, and took another deep breath. "Take me on one last adventure with you, Doctor. I don't care where or when. Just give me one last happy exciting adventure with you before I go back to The Master and stop traveling with you forever."

The Doctor's hearts stopped as he stared at you and you felt like it was your Doctor staring at you. That stare of knowing something but can't share it. That pitying look when you look at your phone and she thinks you weren't looking at her too. You know it now. You ended your time with her with a completely different Doctor.

The Master slid back into his TARDIS and let out a deep breath, he knew he had to let you go eventually. He knew what the date was, and he knew exactly when he had dropped you off. You were getting exhausted traveling between him and her and he knew he had the power to stop it. He knew you were going to chose The Doctor over him and absolutely refused to look your death date up ever again, to see if it had changed.

The Doctor stared at her console, staring at what The TARDIS had pulled up on you, just as she had done with all her companions and read the dates on the monitor. You were setting your room up and she could hear your laughter as you got to know Yaz, Graham, and Ryan. She couldn't help but be upset as she came across your page, after reading the others and she swiftly turned it off as she checked the date you were born and when you died. The day you died was the date she had first met you and she was powerless to stop it, she couldn't change a thing.

#Dhawan!Master x reader #Cade's Writing for Doctor Who

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sundove88 · 1 year

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Back to The Future (Sundove88’s Version) Casting

In this 1980s sci-fi classic, small-town Californian-Hylian teen Link is thrown back into the '50s when an experiment by his eccentric scientist friend Doctor Light goes awry. Traveling through time in a modified DeLorean car, Link encounters young versions of his parents (Yuri Lowenthal, Erica Mendez), and must make sure that they fall in love or he'll cease to exist. Even more dauntingly, Link has to return to his own time and save the life of Doctor Light.

In this zany sequel, time-traveling duo Link and Doctor Light return from saving Link’s future son from disaster, only to discover their own time transformed. In this nightmarish version of Hill Valley, Link’s father has been murdered and Fawful, Link’s nemesis, has profited. After uncovering the secret to Fawful’s success -- a sports almanac from the future -- Link and Doctor Light embark on a quest to repair the space-time continuum.

In this final chapter, Link obtains a 70-year-old message from the time-traveling Doctor Light, in which he informs Link that he has retired to a small town in the Old West. Link then finds out that the Doc was murdered shortly after sending the letter. In order to save his friend, Link will have to travel back in time, disentangle a lovestruck Doctor Light from a local schoolmarm, and repair the DeLorean -- all while avoiding a posse of gunslingers.

Link as Marty McFly (The Legend of Zelda)

Dr. Light as Doc Brown (Megaman)

Zelda as Jennifer Parker (The Legend of Zelda)

Fawful as Biff Tannen (Mario And Luigi)

Pure Vanilla Cookie as George McFly (Cookie Run)

White Lily Cookie as Lorraine Baines (Cookie Run)

Principal Krupp as Mr. Strickland (Captain Underpants)

Zero as Douglas J. Needles (Megaman X)

Maggie as Clara Clayton (Home on The Range)

Crystal King as Griff Tannen (Paper Mario)

El Mustachio Grande as “Mad Dog” Tannen (Poptropica)

Stoutland as Einstein (Pokemon)

Here’s the hint to my next casting:

😡🐦🎥

#crossover casting #parody #back to the future #bttf #the legend of Zelda #tloz #Megaman #super mario #Mario and Luigi #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #captain underpants #megaman x #Disney #home on the range #paper Mario #poptropica #Pokemon

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doctorbrown · 9 months

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Let's talk about where Doc lives post BTTF III—

After returning from the 19th Century with Clara and the boys, Doc does settle back down in the Hill Valley area where he ends up buying a large home towards the edge of town to give both himself and his family a little more space and privacy. It's about a forty-five minute drive out from where he used to live.

The house is a bit of a fixer-upper, but he'd wanted something specifically that required a fair amount of work, as he wanted Clara to be able to design the home of her dreams as well as give himself an easier opportunity to make modifications to it for his future scientific endeavours.

The Brown family ends up owning a spacious two-story house with a front porch, basement, and sizeable amount of land attached to it. There's a 'guest room' that's always available for Marty and Doc has given him a key to the house provided he comes and goes responsibly. Clara, being fond of the boy and hearing details of their friendship over nine years back in the 19th Century, agreed to the arrangement.

Doc erects a fence around the perimeter of the property to keep unwanted trespassers out—his reputation will always bring the unsavoury hooligans around, there's no getting around that—as well as builds a new garage on the property to function as a secondary lab/place to store the DeLorean.

Now that he's got the two time machines, security is of the utmost importance. He does make several trips into the future in order to acquire some more robust security measures for both the garage and his home, especially the basement that he converts into a laboratory proper to continue with his inventions. The biometric locking mechanisms of the 21st Century really are state-of-the-art, as is the CCTV system he sets up to catch anyone who may try and get past his updated security measures with brute force.

Construction on a special hangar below-ground is the most expensive and time-consuming process during the entire home renovation project, as leaving the Time Train open and exposed is simply out of the question. It takes a great deal of effort (he also enlists Marty's help in building it) and more trips to the future, but eventually Doc constructs an X-Men-esque sub-basement hangar for the Time Train, similar to the way the X-Jet is stored. Out of the two time vehicles, the train is rarely ever used; it exists more as a backup/failsafe in case something happens to one of the time-travellers and/or the DeLorean and a rescue operation has to be mounted. That thing is not subtle in the slightest. The other times it might be used are for Brown-McFly family holidays where they need the space for five-six people or if it's necessary to travel back to a time far enough in the past where cars have yet to be invented. With hover conversions becoming popular and commonplace in the 21st Century, the need for trains and railways as forms of public transportation has decreased significantly; many railways have been torn up or left to decay over time.

He's working on developing more secure measures to prevent any of the time vehicles from being stolen again to avoid another Biff/Hell Valley experience, especially now that he's got so much to lose. He still refuses to make any of his discoveries regarding time-travel public and this goes double for the time vehicles. His first project has been looking into developing holographic emitters and fitting the time vehicles with them, starting with the DeLorean. What better place to hide something than in plain sight? They work, for the most part, but the technology is complex and until he perfects it, the emitters can and do fail. They're far from perfect; they're only good for visual effects; they can turn the car invisible or make it look like some other vehicle, but it can't do anything about the noises that it makes. It's still going to sound like the DeLorean and if they time-travel, there's nothing that can be done about the sonic booms and the flashes of light.

For a while, he keeps the garage at 1646 JFK Drive set up and functioning as a second lab, at least until the bulk of the work on the house is completed. He eventually sells it down the line. Cleaning it out and seeing it completely empty (and the cleanest it's been in over thirty years) is definitely a bittersweet moment, because it's full of fond memories and breakthroughs and, really, when's he going to get another place literally a two minute walk from Burger King again?

#&; a great idea can change the world 「 hc 」

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incorrectbttfquotes · 2 years

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(During Part III)

Marty: Look, Doc, I know you’re upset about Clara, so I came here to help you out.

Doc: I’m not upset.

Marty: Seamus said he found you in the town square, throwing rocks at old couples.

Doc: WHY SHOULD THEY BE HAPPY?!

#Back to the Future #BTTF #Marty McFly #Doc Brown #Doc Emmett Brown #Emmett Brown #Clara Clayton #Doc x Clara #Doc Brown x Clara #Doc Brown x Clara Clayton #Doc Emmett Brown x Clara Clayton #Emmett x Clara #Incorrect Quote #Back to the Future Incorrect Quote #BTTF Incorrect Quote #Source: Scrubs

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inevitablemoment · 3 years

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Fate had planned an unexpected twist...

I’ve had this in my head for quite some time, so this is my first GIF edit ever that I’m posting to this site. I love these two together. They’re so underrated and so cute. I mean, come on! And “A Thousand and One Nights” just gives off the same vibes as them.

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lily-s-world · 3 years

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Today in memory lane: Couples that I shipped before I even knew what shipping meant.

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brightredsunset800 · 2 years

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Made my first ever Mammett fic!

#back to the future #bttf #Mammett #doc x Marty #Marty x doc #doc brown #Emmett brown #marty mcfly #bttf 3 #Clara Clayton #time travel husbands #Christopher Lloyd #michael j fox

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ursaspecter · 3 years

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Wow here’s an old doodle. I’m trying to post more of my art here bc I realize that I don’t actually have a whole lot of art on here anyway so... Have a Studio Ghibli style Doc and Clara. I know the Japanese is most likely incorrect, but it’s supposed to say:

Doc: You’ve read Jules Verne? Clara: I adore Jules Verne.

Just in Japanese and not English. I used Babelfish instead of Google because I think it’s supposed to be more accurate? I’m not sure. I dunno if I’ll make this a finished piece especially now that I have commissions opened up (which you can find information on HERE hehe), but we shall see I guess.

Reblogs > Likes

#my art #fanart #artists on tumblr #bttf #back to the future #doc brown #clara clayton #like i dont even remember when i drew this but it was a while ago #i never posted it here for some reason though #but now here it is! for all your doc x clara needs uwu

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vtmbbot · 4 years

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clara and doc during the hill valley festival

#back to the future #back to the future 3 #bttf #bttf 3 #clara clayton #emmett brown #doc brown #christopher lloyd #mary steenburgen #clara x doc #clara x emmett #clemmett #edits #my edits #gifset #m*mmett shippers dni

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kidtannen · 4 years

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Me, requesting the moodboard you could have predicted I'd request in your sleep: everyone's favorite Soft & Feral, Lost in Time & Space 'ship: Doc & Clara

Them!!! I hope you like it!!!

#They're so cute!!#Doc Brown #Emmett Brown #Emmett L Brown #Clara Clayton #Back to the future #bttf #back to the future part iii #bttf part iii #back to the future moodboards #bttf moodboards #emmett brown moodboards #clara clayton moodboards #Clara x Doc #bttf part iii moodboards #bttf ship moodboards

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freelydifferentluminary · 4 years

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Hanging out with the Doc and Clara on a Sunday afternoon!!!

#jenna coleman #peter capaldi #matt smith #mary steenburgen #christopher lloyd #doctor who #back to the future 3 #doc brown #clara clayton #11 x clara #12 x clara #photoshopped clara into #'A town called Mercy'

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rosemary1315 · 7 years

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BTTF: Emmett, It's time up for science [Update: September 21, 2017] More Dr. Emmett Lathrop (Doc) Brown x Clara Clayton fanart again.

Well...this picture, it's too bit mature for this fandom or someone?

#Back to the Future #BTTF #Doc Brown #Clara Clayton #Emmett x Clara #My OTP #My Artwork

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incorrectbttfquotes · 2 years

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I wish Mom and Dad didn't raise me so well. Because this requires a much stronger cuss word than 'FIDDLESTIIIIIIIICKS!'"

Verne Brown

#Back to the Future #BTTF #Verne Brown #Clara Clayton #Doc Brown #Doc Emmett Brown #Emmett Brown #Emmett x Clara #Doc x Clara #Doc Brown x Clara #Doc Brown x Clara Clayton #Doc Emmett Brown x Clara Clayton #Incorrect Quote #Back to the Future Incorrect Quote #BTTF Incorrect Quote #Source: The Amazing World of Gumball

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randomfandomimagine · 4 years

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Struck By Lightning (Marty McFly x Reader)

Characters: Marty McFly, Doc Brown

Fandom: Back to the Future

Tags: Time travel, friends to lovers

Warnings: Spoilers for the movies!

Word Count: 4k words

Requested by @kikikittykis: Hi I want to request a Marty Mcfly x Female reader ficlet where the reader is from Marty’s time and she can Time Travel because she has powers or something maybe she could be related to Doc. But they both get stuck in 1955 but she stays in the shadows to let Marty fix the timeline since he’s the one that got them stuck there. Maybe she has to use the DeLorean with Marty on the way back because her powers are malfunctioning. Thank you if you have the time to complete this request

A/N: I made up some new stuff for time travel, so for the sake of enjoying reading this just ignore how absolutely crazy and not scientifically accurate it is 😂 This is my first Marty and BTTF ficlet and it might have been a bit complicated, so I’m a little insecure about it. I hope you all still like it! 😙

Marty McFly x Female Reader

You paced up and down, nails drumming against the little box that you held in your hands. The town square was lonely at that late hour, and only the lights of the posts kept you company in your anguish.

Trying to distract yourself while you waited, you stared at the box in your hands. It was somewhat small, as it only occupied a little more than both of your hands put together as you cradled it in them. It was made of small metal planks reinforced with oak wood, hiding a complex unit of wires connected to the core of electricity. On one side there was a small screen with a keypad filled with numbers. At the top of it was a round red button, shining and enticing. The outside of the box was covered by a thin layer of black rubber.

Knowing every centimeter of the box by heart, you impatiently clicked your tongue. Where was he? He was always late. For someone that had time traveled several times, Marty had no actual sense of time. You were pretty sure that his watches always broke too.

When you heard the sound of skateboard wheels gracing the pavement, you turned around and sighed in relief. It was hard to contain the nerves that upset your stomach, but they subsided slightly at the sight of your best friend.

“Y/N” Marty said, kicking down on his skateboard to stop it and throw it up in the air, where he easily caught it with one hand. You rolled your eyes with a smile at the cool movement.

“I bought you a new watch, McFly” You only replied, to which he grinned in response.

“What’s going on?” He asked you, walking closer. “You sure have your uncle’s sense of mystery”

The nerves stirred in your stomach again when you remembered that time your uncle Emmett gathered you and Marty for the great reveal of his time machine. The DeLorean was the most incredible thing you had ever seen, and it only became greater during your time travels. The thought of it made you jittery again.

“Um…” You shook your head, trying to focus on the reason why you called him. “See this little box?”

Marty nodded, holding his hand out to take it, but you protectively moved it away from him. He frowned at the gesture, but you explained before he could complain.

“You need to be careful!” You warned him. “This right here is my first invention: a time machine”

You proudly grinned at him, but he only squinted in confusion. It took Marty several seconds to say anything else as you stood there before him, beaming at your reveal.

“Wait a minute… wait a minute, Y/N” He fidgeted, wildly gesticulating with his hands. “Are you telling me you build a time machine from that tiny box?”

“Yes! You see…” You started pointing to the different parts that made the box. “It carries a circuit of electricity in it that shocks the mechanism, giving it enough force to make time travel possible”

“Is that like Doc’s flux capacitor?”

“In a way”

“That’s heavy…” Marty uttered, fixing his blue eyes on the box that you so gingerly held in your hands. “Does Doc know?”

“No, I haven’t told him yet”

“Why didn’t ask him to help you?”

“Because he would!” You exclaimed anxiously. “I wanted to do this myself”

Marty fondly smiled at you, nodding his head in understanding.

Much like your uncle Emmett, you had grown fascinated by science. You studied and learned to idolize great people like Albert Einstein, Marie Curie, Isaac Newton and Thomas Edison. It had always been something you shared with your uncle, which reinforced your bond as he was the only family you had left. This connection only grew after he introduced you to the DeLorean and you joined him and Marty on their time travel shenanigans. Even now that he had a family of his own, him and Clara as well as your cousins Jules and Verne welcomed you and often invited you for dinner.

“Well, let’s go back” Marty said after a moment of silence, taking your wrist. “Let’s show Doc what you invented, he’ll be so happy!”

“Not yet, that’s why I called you” You bashfully averted your gaze, suddenly feeling self-conscious. “I wanted to try it first… and I didn’t want to do it alone”

He paused, and his fingers loosened their grip around your wrist. Returning to that fond smile, Marty nodded again, this time in determination.

“Great, let’s do it!” He clapped in anticipation. “How does it work?”

Your face lit up in excitement as you held the box up to demonstrate.

“You see this big red button at the top?” He hummed in affirmation, and so you continued. “You press this to activate the circuits and introduce the digits on the counter”

“Is that it?” Marty gawked at you in astonishment.

“Yup! Then you only point it at whoever is going to travel and voila!”

“Wow… that’s really heavy, Y/N” You recognized the pride in his eyes as he looked at you, impressed that you had done it on your own. “It’s so simple too!”

“Thanks” You nudged him with a smile, which he gladly reciprocated.

“So where are we…?” He interrupted himself, grinning. “When are we going?”

“I think we should go one minute back in time…” Trying to get over the nerves in your stomach, you took a deep breath. “Do we concur?”

“Right on” Marty leaned a hand over the big red button and stared at you.

Before doing anything else, you inserted the digits that should allow you to travel one back in time. Then, you proceeded. Shaking from head to toe, you hesitantly lay your hand over Marty’s. Between the two, you pressed down and pushed the button. With the device pointed at both of you, it was only a matter of time until you confirmed if it worked or not. As you waited, you shut your eyes tight in nervous anticipation.

A strange magical force seemed to surround you, but you didn’t dare to open your eyes yet. Marty’s arm wrapped around you, protectively and uneasy. Only when you heard him gasp, did you dare to open your eyes.

At first glance, you didn’t notice any changes. You were still at the Hill Valley square, and it was night still. Before you celebrated your success, however, you needed to confirm it. A quick glance at your wrist watch told you that the hour hadn’t changed.

“There’s something different…” Marty whispered, letting go of you.

Internally agreeing with him, you took a quick look around you. The streets seemed different. There was something strange about Hill Valley all of a sudden.

Just as your friend was about to take a step, you held on to him in realization.

“Marty!” You tugged at his jean jacket. “Is this…?”

“1955…” He completed, looking around him. After all, he had spent enough time on that year to realize it was so.

The untouched ledge of the clock tower was clue enough, but so were the closed shops that surrounded you and even the old-fashioned cars parked in the streets.

Disappointed, you peered down to the device in your hands. You had miscalculated. There was a big mistake somewhere in your invention, a great margin of error. How could you have traveled so far back in time when you had only set it for one minute?

“Well…” Marty piped up, noticing your mood. “It worked!”

“No, it didn’t…” You sighed, repressing the urge to hurl the device at the floor. “We’re in 1955, not one minute back in 1985”

“Don’t you see, Y/N?” Marty gently took you by the shoulders. “You still invented a time machine, Doc would be proud!”

You showed a sad smile, partly agreeing with him. Your uncle Emmett would be proud, and he would offer to help you fix the problems. If only you could show him a perfect time machine that didn’t have such a big margin of error.

“Now, let’s go back” Your friend patted your shoulder before letting go of you.

Once again, his hand leaned against the button. Yours hovered above it as a terrible hunch reached your gut. If it had thrown you so far back in time, who was to say that you would be returned to 1985 safe and sound? Nonetheless, you pressed your hand over Marty’s and pushed the button together again.

“Uh… Y/N?” He uttered, looking into your eyes. “Nothing happened”

He was right. As you feared, that magical force didn’t surround you this time. You felt absolutely nothing, and so you urgently pressed the button again. It was for naught.

“Marty…” You stared at him with pleading eyes, feeling utterly helpless and miserable. “I’m sorry”

“No… no way…” He nervously passed his hands through his hair. “Not again, Y/N…”

Why was Marty McFly cursed to get stuck in a time away from his own? Was it his friendship with the Brown family that condemned him to such a fate? Just when his adventures with your uncle seemed over, you walked in. Y/N Brown, failed scientist and crappy time traveler.

“I’m a failure…” You hung your head low as tears arrived to your eyes.

“Hey, no” Marty tenderly took your hands in his. “It’s okay, Y/N, we can fix it”

“How?” You exclaimed, quivering with sobs as you forced yourself to look up into his kind blue eyes. “We have no resources here, and even if we did there are no guarantees that I would be able to fix this stupid device!”

Marty frowned. His eyes grew sad as he saw you start crying. Not knowing what to do to comfort you, since he was feeling just as lost, he only rubbed his thumbs against the back of your hands and squeezed your palms.

“There’s gotta be a way” He tried, shrugging to lessen the tension. “We got stuck here once, maybe we can…”

You sniffed through your nose, attentive to his words. However, when he stopped talking, you watched him in alarm. Marty had grown distant, absently letting go of you and taking a few hesitant steps back.

“Marty?” You muttered, not losing sight of him. “Where are you going?”

“There’s a DeLorean here” Marty was about to start walking, but you pulled at his jacket again.

“You’re right!” A spark of hope ignited in your chest, although it vanished soon. “But need I remind you our other selves are here too?”

“Alright, but…” He licked his lips, and you could almost see the wheels in his head turning. “What if we take the DeLorean when we… they… are not looking?”

“They won’t leave the car…” You objected, biting your lip. “Besides, if we took it from our other selves it would cause an abysmal paradox!”

“There must be something we can do!” Marty threw his arms into the air.

“Yes, let’s think for a moment…” You paced up and down, going over all your scientific knowledge. Your time traveling device worked in a similar way to your uncle’s DeLorean. There had to be a way.

You mentally sought inspiration, going over what you did with Marty in 1955. It took your uncle Emmett some time to figure out how to send you back to the future without plutonium, but…

“Eureka!” You exclaimed, startling Marty a little. “The thunderstorm!”

His eyes went from the night sky to the little box you clung on to. When they returned to yours, his expression lightened up at the sight of your recovered excitement. On the 12th November you could harness the storm’s electricity to power your time traveling device.

“That isn’t until…” Given that his watch still didn’t work, he took your wrist to look at yours and see the date. “Next Saturday”

“Well, we can hang out for a bit, it’ll be fine…” You sighed in exhaustion, already knowing you had to go through that all over again. “I’ll be easy, we just need to be careful not to…”

“Not to run into our other selves and disrupt the space time-continuum?” Marty completed for you.

His sarcasm suddenly made you feel even more tired. Of course you wouldn’t be that easy. Not only did you had to avoid running into the other Y/N and Marty, you also had to make sure not to get in the way of Marty’s parents falling in love as well as Marty’s successful travel back to 1985 the other time.

Exhausted, you hid your face in his shoulder. When he kindly wrapped his arms around you, at least you were glad you hadn’t done it alone.

You had discussed your plan many times. Unfortunately, you couldn’t talk to your uncle as he was already dealing with the other Marty and Y/N from the other timeline. Likewise, you couldn’t let any of them see you or disrupt their endeavor if you wanted to guarantee your own wellbeing.

Given that thunderstorms were unpredictable and the only spot where you knew a lightning would certainly strike was occupied, it was hard to tell what to do. Although reluctantly, you had admitted that your best chance was catching a lightning that would power your device and send you back to your time. Chances were slim, and you felt at the verge of a nervous breakdown.

Even as you walked, your eyes were glued to the clock tower, minutes away from being destroyed. Hill Valley citizens were completely oblivious to the thunderstorm, as well as they were oblivious to the activities that were taking place. There were two time travels to happen that night: one had already been successful, the other… well, it was yet to see.

“Y/N” Marty stopped walking to put your hands on your upper arms. “Don’t worry, it will be alright”

“But what if I’m wrong?” You averted your gaze, fiddling with your thumbs. “What if it doesn’t work and we’re stuck here forever? Or… or…”

“You’re just as smart as Doc is” He reassured you, showcasing absolute determination in his expression. “I believe in you, you’ll get us back”

“I just…” Instead of looking at him, you glanced at the other Marty in the distance. “I’m scared”

“I’m a bit scared too…” Marty pushed you against him in a much needed hug. “But I know you’re right, this will work”

His warmth embrace comforted you in the chilly night, as your hair moved with the breeze just like his was. His bangs tickled your cheeks, but you didn’t move.

“Breathe” He playfully told you, making you realize your shoulders were tense and you were definitely holding your breath. “We’ve done this before, we can do it again”

You let out a shaky exhale, nuzzling his shoulder. While you still felt bad that you had gotten him into that mess, it was a relief that he was by your side. Marty made everything feel alright. Just as you started to calm down, you noticed something and grew tense once more.

“No… Marty, what are you doing?”

“What?”

“No, not you… him” You pointed at the other Marty, who was stepping away from your uncle’s younger version. “I don’t remember you doing that…”

“That’s why” Your Marty lifted his arm, pointing a finger at a figure that walked your way and that had gathered the other Marty’s attention.

Biff headed your way, no doubt enticed by your feminine figure. You rolled your eyes at him even as he approached. Marty, on the other hand, stiffened and refused to move an inch.

“I don’t think he recognized us”

“Do you think he confused me with Lorraine?”

“Maybe… although you don’t have to be my mum to have that pig’s attention” You caught a hint of jealous protectiveness in his voice, but ignored it.

Biff was walking closer, and with that so was the other Marty, alarmed by Biff’s presence. You had time traveled so many times that all those different events were overlapping.

“We have to do something before he sees us!” You urged your friend. “And before my uncle and the other you walk over here!”

“Hey!” The other Marty called, leaving the DeLorean for a moment.

“Quick, Y/N, what do we-?” You cut Marty’s words as you moved on an instinct.

There was only one way you could think of that would have everyone’s attentions off you. You took Marty by the lapels of his jean jacket and pushed him against the streetlight behind him. Immediately after, you smashed your lips against his. That way, the intimate nature of the moment would drive them away as well as hide your faces for them to recognize.

Frozen by shock, Marty held his hands up in the air. When he realized that he was supposed to sell the moment, he cautiously put them on your hips. It was surprisingly comforting and pleasant given the stressful situation.

Without breaking the kiss, you opened your eyes to glance at them. Biff had faced his back to you, waving his hand in the air in annoyance. Luckily, he didn’t bother the other Marty as he returned with your uncle and the other you.

The kissing sound seemed to echo on the streets as you and Marty separated. Your faces remained close, mere inches away from each other, so close in fact that your noses touched. For a moment, the two of you could only stare into each other’s eyes as you breathed heavily. That had been… interesting.

“That was close…” Marty gulped as he glanced from your lips to your eyes.

“Sorry…” You gasped, letting go of him and taking a step back. It took his hands a second to lift off your hips and let you move. “It’s the first thing that came to mind”

“I mean… it worked” He chuckled, which distracted you a little from the blush on his cheeks.

“I’m so sorry…” You felt terrible, having embarrassed him and made him uncomfortable.

Marty was your best friend and you hoped he didn’t take this the wrong way. You had only done it to save yourselves, to… to avoid a catastrophic and earth-shattering paradox! You told yourself that, but found it hard to ignore how it had sent tingles down your spine and how you had been glad to have an excuse to do it.

“No, it’s fine…” Marty reassured you, distracting you from your thoughts. “It’s fine…”

His voice broke, and you knew that was a sign that he was nervous. You had definitely made him uncomfortable. Trying to forget about it all, you distanced yourself from him with the pretense that it was best to walk away from Biff, the other Marty and your uncle.

“Um…” You forced yourself to steer your thoughts back to the task at hand. “We need to…”

“Right” Marty nodded and awkwardly cleared his throat. “Yeah, the uh… the lightning”

Mortified by what just happened, you continued walking as you were before it. You had to find a place where you wouldn’t be seen, as that Marty, Y/N and Doc were still in the town square and there was another version of them at the entrance of Lyon States before it was built.

Just when you were distancing yourself from the town and reaching a more isolated spot, the storm broke out. Your stomach churned in anticipation, knowing this was your only chance to go back to the future.

Then all of a sudden, you knew. Call it destiny, or call it a stupid and irrational hunch. Whatever the case, you could feel it in your bones as you peered up at the dark night sky: a lightning bolt was about to strike. You had to catch it, and so you ran for it.

“Y/N!” Marty shouted when he realized what you were doing, and followed after you.

You prayed to all those scientists your uncle taught you about and that you had grown to admire as much as he did, nearly as much as you admired your uncle Emmett. Shutting your eyes tight, you hoped that the lightning bolt hit exactly the box and not you, and that you could turn the gadget in time to point it at Marty.

The lightning struck, making you flinch and cringe in anticipation. Just as it touched the box and the powerful electric force vibrated against your hands, you felt Marty hold on to it and tilt it up. Then everything happened very fast, as the familiar sound of your device surrounded you.

The force of Marty’s movement, however, had thrown you back. You felt yourself falling backwards albeit with one of his arms wrapped around you. There was a commotion of yelps and groans between the two of you as you landed on your backs, holding on to each other.

As the magical force that surrounded you faded away, reality settled back in. The night was cold and the air was humid. You didn’t know if it was the cold or the wet pavement underneath you, but you felt yourself shaking.

The box buzzed in your hands before dying down. When it did, you weakly glanced around you. Everything seemed in order, just like you remembered it. It seemed like you were at home in 1985.

“Y/N!” Marty, who had landed next to you, rushed to kneel by your side. “You okay?”

Out of breath, you found it impossible to respond. You only looked at him, struggling to breathe. Everything hurt, and it was hard to talk and even moved. For the time being, you focused on calming your accelerated breath and racing heart.

“Hey, talk to me” Carelessly throwing the time traveling device away to keep your hands free, he held them in concern. “How are you feeling?”

“Like…” You gulped, slowly recovering the ability to speak. “Like I was just struck by lightning”

Marty laughed, dropping his head forward in relief. Without dropping your hands, he tugged at them to pull you to your feet. Your brain felt slow and foggy, and you swayed as soon as you had to hold your own weight. Luckily, Marty realized your weakness and tightly held on to you, letting you lean against him.

You took a deep breath, trying to settle your dizziness. Honestly, you just were glad you had been cautious enough to cover the outsides of the box with rubber… it might have saved your life.

“Hey” Marty gently folded a finger under your chin, slowly lifting it up so you looked at him. “You sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah…” You smiled, although you clung on to his shoulders for support. “Now I know why Uncle Emmett always says time travel is dangerous”

You expected Marty to laugh again, but he didn’t. Trying to focus your eyes, you peered up at him. He was staring at you. As you stared back at him, you knew. Somehow, even though neither of you said a word, you knew. You knew that something had struck you along with that lightning: a realization. You were struck with the realization that the kiss had been more than just pretend. So much more than that.

Finally, Marty laughed. You did too, letting out a chuckle of happiness and relief. At least your little adventure wasn’t in vain.. it made you realize Marty was much more than just your best friend.

“Uh… we better get back” He said, lovingly rubbing your arm. “Before anything else happens”

“Yeah, we’ve got plenty of time” You grinned at him. “Now, in the present”

Marty smiled and slowly separated from you, as though he was as willing as leaving that endearing closeness as you were. Sneaking playful yet timid glances at each other, the two of you started walking.

Your hands brushed together with how close you were again as you headed back home. A smile had taken over your features, and it only grew when Marty’s fingers gently tugged at yours. Without losing another precious second, you took his hand too.

“We have one hell of a story to tell Doc” Marty muttered, smiling as much as you were.

“Yeah, I don’t know what will surprise him more” You held your intertwined hands up, making Marty laugh.

Not only had you invented a working time machine that, while flawed, had successfully sent you back in time. You had also returned safely to your year without your uncle’s intervention and while avoiding several of your other selves without getting in their way. As well as that, you had realized you had fallen in love with your best friend, and it had been shocking an unexpected. Just like being struck by lightning.

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One Is All I Need

Warnings: Injured!Dean, crack, fluff

Summary: During a friendly sparring match, Y/N misses her target and lays Dean out.

Pairing: Dean x Friend Reader

Word Count: 1042

Written for: @d-s-winchester and this request she made for my 1K notes celebration: Hooray for 1k notes!! That’s so awesome!! Can I get #5 with Dean pretty please? LOVE YOU!! That was taken so she picked 6 as a backup: “I’m laughing because you’re angry. I swear I didn’t do it!” I tweaked it a bit to make it fit. Thank you Ash for helping me celebrate! Love you too!

Beta’d by: @amanda-teaches because she is amazing.

A/N: I would like to think that the “Campbell” brothers made friends with more people than the guy who runs the liquor store and the lady at the Post Office. There is a Doctor that knows them and their injuries all too well.

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With Y/N’s help, Dean lowered himself slowly to the bench seat in the shower stall. Y/N turned the water on, getting it as hot as she could stand it. “You want help?” she asked.

“No, I got it from here. Thank you,” Dean smiled up at her weakly.

“Take it easy. I’ll be back in less than an hour. When you’re done, get back in bed, okay?” She pressed a kiss to the top of his head and headed for the garage. She slipped in the driver's seat and steered for town.

She felt fucking terrible. They’ve been beaten, bruised, and burned. But, the thing that laid out a Winchester? Her poorly timed Brazilian kick just as Dean ducked and dodged, and she nailed him in the head. She’d seen Dean cry over the deaths of several people close to him, but this was the first time from an injury. A small part of her beamed with pride that she took down the mighty Dean Winchester, but mostly she just felt shitty for hurting her best friend.

She pulled up outside the small clinic and got out of her car. Y/N pushed open the glass door and walked inside. “Hey, Y/N. What brings you in today?”

“Just picking up a prescription for Dean, Clara. Is Doc Brown around?” Y/N stepped up to the counter.

“He sure is. I’ll just let him know you’re here, honey,” she smiled heading for the Doctor’s office. She returned a moment later. “He’ll see you now.”

“Thank you,” Y/N nodded, making a beeline for the Doc’s office and knocking once. “Hey what’s up, Doc?”

Doctor Brown laughed. “Like I’ve never heard that one before, Y/N! What’d he do this time?” he turned in his chair to face her.

“I kicked him in the head,” she shrugged.

“Really?” the doctor marvelled. “You’re so tiny, how did you kick him in the head?”

“We were sparring. I swung my leg, he ducked, but now his neck is killing him,” Y/N explained.

“I’ll write him a prescription for a muscle relaxer, but if it doesn’t feel better after a couple days, you need to bring him in,” Doc Brown informed her. “Apply heat to loosen it up, then switch to ice, twenty minutes each. For the pain and inflammation, he can take either acetaminophen or ibuprofen, whichever works better for him, but nothing stronger with the muscle relaxers and definitely no alcohol.”

“I got it, Doc. Thank you.” Y/N took the prescription and walked across the street to the pharmacy to have it filled. While she waited, she grabbed a new heating pad, a few ice packs, a variety of over the counter pain relievers and a few others things they were running low on. Y/N also added some of Dean’s favorite snacks to her basket. She really felt horrible for causing him so much pain. She was checked out with all Dean’s goodies and on her way home in no time.

Y/N headed for the kitchen for a bottle of water. Leaving the bags on the counter, she made her way back to Dean’s room with the meds, a heating pad, and a bottle of water. She knocked softly on the door before pushing it open but Dean’s room was empty. “Dean?” she called out, but there was no answer.

She back tracked toward the kitchen and that’s when she heard him moaning quietly. She pushed open the door to her room and found Dean face down on her bed with her…

“Oh my god, Dean! What are you doing?” she screamed. She was mortified at the scene before her.

“You were gone so long and it just hurts so bad. I needed comfort and your room smells like you and it made me feel better,” he mumbled from his prone position on her bed, a chuckle rolling up from his chest. “And this...this thing is magic.”

“Dean, that’s not what you thi-” she started. “Why are you laughing?”

“I’m laughing because you’re angry, and it’s so cute. You should see your face right now,” he chuckled, rolling to his side, his bright green eyes meeting hers.

“I am not cute when I get mad!” Y/N protested.

“Your nose crinkles up and your eyebrows knit together. Did you know you’re also cute when you blush?” he laughed again.

“Whatever, let’s get you some meds, okay?” Y/N suggested, taking the Hitachi wand from his hand. She turned it off and slipped it under the bed.

“Okay.”

An hour later, after heat, ice, and a dose of muscle relaxers, Dean was resting comfortably on her bed, his head in her lap while she played with his hair. “Feel better?”

“Yeah, thank you for taking care of me,” Dean murmured, on the verge of sleep.

“I’m still really sorry,” Y/N apologized again.

“You couldn’t have known I was going to turn that way. But it’s nice to know you can get your leg up that high in a fight,” Dean commended her skills.

“You know what the one good thing about this whole thing is?” she asked, looking down at him.

“What’s that?”

“I took down the mighty Dean Winchester,” she giggled.

“That you did, sweetheart. That you did, but you know what’s better,” Dean smirked.

“Dean, there is nothing better than knowing I took you down,” she gloated.

“True, for you. But, what’s better is Sam never finding out,” Dean grunted. “Like ever.”

“Oh no! I won and I never win! I am so telling Sam!” Y/N shouted.

“Telling Sam what?” Sam stood in the open doorway of Y/N’s room.

“I kicked your brother in the head! I win!” she exclaimed throwing her hands up in victory, doing a little dance.

“Ow!” Dean groaned, his head still in her lap.

“Oh shit! Sorry!” she apologized, stilling her body to make him comfortable.

“I’d pay money to see that,” Sam laughed, leaving the room.

“Let me recover first. I’m on the DL for the foreseeable future,” he said.

“I took down Dean Winchester,” Y/N sang, running her fingers through his hair.

“It was one time!”

“One is all I need!” she smirked. “I win.”

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