#chris halliwell fanfiction

[petew21-blog]

Why can't you be like Wyatt?

Charmed fanfiction. For now, PLEASE, don't send more Charmed fanfiction.

Why can’t I be like Wyatt? Chris couldn’t be happier. He preserved his own existence in the future and secured his birth. Spending so many months in the past among his aunts and parents was kind of therapeutic for him, even if they didn’t know who he was. But he still hasn’t prevented Wyatt from becoming evil, so he’d have a lot of time to go before he could return to the future and live a happy family life.

There had to be a way how to speed up the process. He went to the Book of Shadows to revise the information he knew about the demons hoping that he would find some new info. As he was browsing through the pages, his mind was elsewhere. He thought back on his youth, how Wyatt was always better than him, stronger, the older brother. „Why can’t I be as strong as Wyatt?“ It went on repeat, as he considered how much easier Wyatt would’ve had it had their roles been reversed, until he couldn’t bear it anymore and said it out loud. „Why can’t I be like Wyatt?!?“ he felt a strange surge of warmth under his fingers touching the book. He turned over his hands, but there was nothing wrong with them. Shrugging it off, he went back downstairs.

As he left the room, the book turned to a page that said Old regrets. The page said:

"Winds of time, turn back today,

Undo regrets that cloud my way.

By moon's light and star's true gleam,

Let what was wrong now be redeemed.

Shift the past, reshape the scene,

So all I've wished for can be seen."

As days went by Chris felt himself become more confident about his daily actions. He used to worry about how others saw him and now he simply didn’t. Others noticed his newfound confidence, but just as Chris, they didn’t pay much attention to it. Chris decided to change his wardrobe. He threw away all the colourful clothing and dressed more in black. Every jeans now sported a new black belt. His watch, his necklace, his shoes. Everything was now black. He shrugged it away for trying to be more elegant.

Months went by, his hair grew longer, his muscles got bigger and his personality wasn’t as pleasant as before. He spent less and less time researching for a way to save the future or even just at the Halliwell manor and more in the clubs, drinking, partying and just letting loose, doing whatever he wanted in the moment. It even involved some personal gain magic over time, but who cared anyway?

One day, Chris looked at himself in the mirror. He’d grown taller and decided to grow his hair out more. His long hair touched his shoulders. He’d even grown a scruffy beard he loved to brush his hand over. But now, as he looked at himself in the mirror, he realised for the first time how much he has changed over the months. „Holy shit, I’m turning into Wyatt“ as he said that, his eye colour changed, his hair turned blond and his face morphed. He was becoming fully Wyatt. He stood and watched as all the details of his body now resembled the Wyatt from his own time.

Chris smiled. „Wow, fuck me…I’m exactly like Wyatt“ his mischievous smile appeared. He scanned his new face in the mirror, touching his lips, feeling the vibrations of his voice as he touched his neck while speaking. He felt so powerful. He could take over the world now if he wanted to. He shouldn’t be hidden in the shadows trying to save mortals. He should be worshipped. He should be… feared. Yes, everyone should fear and worship the ground he walked on. He was Wyatt Halliwell and he had the power to make his will reality. He would make it so. Wyatt flexed in the mirror, laughing. He grabbed his bulge and proudly looked at himself in the mirror. „I got a lot to be proud of. Well, everything about me really.“

As he embraced his new self, Wyatt blinked. What happened? He was fighting the resistance and now he was in some shitty hotel room. Where the hell was he? He looked up and saw himself in the mirror. Nothing out of the ordinary. He went to loom out of the window. He was in San Francisco, but it wasn’t his city. In his time there wasn’t a Golden Gate anymore. He made sure of that. „I’m in the past. How did I get here?“

His phone rang. It was Piper. „Hey, Chris. We haven’t seen you for a while. Are you ok?“ Wyatt paused for a while before answering. He was in the past. Chris shouldn’t exist yet. Why was she asking for him? As he was pondering these questions, a part of him wanted to say that he will come by to see them, but instead he just heard himself say: „Wrong number.“ Piper said back: „Wrong number? But this is Chris’s phone“ Wyatt had had enough of this. His little brother was worthless. „No. It’s mine and my name is Wyatt“ he finished as he turned off the call.

He orbed to the manor and saw his mother and two aunts in front off him Piper: “Wyatt? What have you done to Chris?!?“ Wyatt: „I would love to know that I hurt him somehow, but as far as I know I just got here. So, either you let me have that book for a while and send me back to the future, or I will destroy your time“ The Charmed sisters wanted to capture Wyatt, turn him into a good person again, but that was something that they needed Chris for. They didn’t know the original cause that turned Wyatt evil and Wyatt soon grew bored of them. He orbed them somewhere for the time being, Piper and Phoebe separate from Paige of course.

The use of power felt good. He was power made physical: he had the right to exercise that power and rule. But before he could get part one of his plan and takeover the magical nexus of the manor for even more power, a time portal opened and he stepped out himself. „I know I look gorgeous shapeshifter, but do tell me, why do I sense my own self when I sense you?“ the newly arrived version of him said. Wyatt turned around and saw his own face staring back at him. „I’m you, but I see we’ve got a lot of catching up to do“ Wyatt explained to his doppelganger that he didn’t know how he arrived in the past and demonstrated his vast power as evidence of his identity.

The other Wyatt grinned and did the same. „Are you thinking what I’m thinking? Well if you are, you should“ Wyatt said: „To take over the world together now instead of in twenty years?“ The other Wyatt: „Together!“ Together they absorbed the nexus, their bodies now radiating power as they felt like gods even more than before. They just had to show themselves to the most powerful evil beings, beat them into submission easily and humanity would be quick to fear and worship them as their godkings after a few unnatural disasters.

Another Charmed story request by anonymous author who helped with editting

Charmed: Chris (in the past) accidentally wishes he was as powerful as Wyatt and transforms into the evil future version of Wyatt (or possesses him) and is taken over by Wyatt's personality.

[ourunsungheroes42344]

New Multifandom Fanfiction

My submission for the Cult of Chaos Discord April Challenge: If I could make myself love you, I would.

All 5 sections are standalone scenes that answer the prompt, they do not connect other than that and therefore you do not have to be familiar with all 5 fandoms to read.

The Witcher (TV) - Jaskier/Geralt

Castle - Kevin Ryan/Jenny O Malley & Kevin Ryan/Javier Esposito (implied)

Charmed (1998 TV) - Chris Halliwell/Leo Wyatt (Father/Son, not romantic)

Eureka - Zane Donovan/Jo Lupo (past) & Jo Lupo/Jack Carter (implied)

Harry Potter - Tom Riddle/Harry Potter

[taralaurel]

Oh. My.

Just found my "Next Generations" Charmed fics I wrote forever ago about the trio's kids & their families....

Do I dare read them?

Do I dare *post* them??

(If I remember correctly....Chris turns evil for a little bit, Wyatt is a doctor, Chris loses his first child, Mel is a badass, Phoebe's kids have crazy love lives, and Paige's twins get into a lot of trouble...)

[lucy-ashton]

Been putting some order into my WIP files yesterday and I came across this Charmed (1998) draft that I didn't even remember creating for a Charmed (next generation) fanfiction that I ended up never writing.

It's unfinished, and even though I wrote down the episode titles for season 10, I clearly stopped on the story long before, but I figured I could post it here anyway. Just so the fandom could enjoy yet another extension of the universe of this fantastic show. 😊

[lyssaturner]

Lyssa was Cole turner's daughter. She was hanging out near a bar, trying to get information on the winchester brothers and trying to find out while they was so interested in her. Crowley had told her the previous day, to lay low because they are looking for her.

Lyssa saw the famous impala and she walked up to it. With a mischievous smirked. She stretched the car with an old key, her dad kept after she done that. She saw Dean running up to her. “what the hell is your problem!?” he yelled. Lyssa tilted her head and replied innocently “you was the one who was looking for me?". Dean rolled his eyes, “ofc, Crowley told you ”. Lyssa nodded as she shimmered away.

Should I make this in to an actual book?

[themadhalewrites]

Letter To The Future

Fandom: Charmed (1998-2006)

Character/s Included: Chris Halliwell, fem!Reader and Piper Halliwell

Word Count: 514

Unlike the Halliwell line of witches your family’s power transfers to the youngest member of the family once the member containing the power dies. That is the reason your family only ever had one child each generation. Your mother made sure you knew about the Halliwell family and even tried to get you into the same school as the halliwell children so you had a magical family once she had passed away.

When she did pass you were no longer the youngest, you had become pregnant. As you were going through her stuff you discovered an envelope but it was addressed to a house you didn’t know so you decided to the drop the envelope of yourself.

You drove to the house coming to a stop out front of the reddish toned two story house. Walking up the steps to the house you got a scared feeling in the pit of your stomach which only got worse when you knocked.

You were afraid about actually being at the house, what if the person your mother thought lived there had moved. You calmed a little when you were met by a middle aged woman.

“Can I help you?” she asked.

“U… I dont know. My mother wrote a letter and it’s addressed here” You said holding out the letter.

“Come in. Wyatt we have a visitor and Chris put the kettle on” the lady said leading you to the sitting room.

“I didn’t mean to bother you all” you said when a blonde man came in.

“Who are you anyway?” he asked.

“Y/n, I was cleaning out my mothers belongs when I found that letter”

Another man came in handing you a cup, “Tea, I think”

When you tried to take the cup you were forced to close your eyes causing you to drop the cup.

“Are you okay?” You heard but couldn’t respond since you were wrapped up in the vision.

You were sat in a rocking chair watching a toddler babble at one of the men you just met. As you looked around you noticed it was your house. Looking down you were surprised by your swollen belly.

“Mama, look!” The toddler said making a block float.

“That’s good baby girl” You said before letting the scene fade.

“Hey Y/N, you okay?” the lady said.

“Um…” you started rubbing your eyes, “Yeah I’m okay I think, weird dream thing”

“Of the future?” one of the men asked.

“Yeah, my toddler” you started “I’m pregnant at the moment”

“We call it premention, my sister has it”

You started connecting the dots, “Wyatt and Chris Halliwell and…”

“Piper, their mother” the lady said.

“Oh god” you said, “Sorry I didn’t mean to sound rude”

“What about the premonition?” the blonde said.

“I heard it’s bad to talk about the future, my mum told me the future isn’t a fixed point”

“In other words, you two out”

You didn’t know what the future held but you hoped that the vision would become a reality because that brunette was hot and was fantastic with you little one.

[bidoldaccount]

A Little Kept Secret (part 1)

Chris Halliwell x reader

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

Water dripped from her lashes like droplets leaking from a faucet. Her veins sizzled like a fire had been lit inside of them and she can't feel her body anymore. God she was tired. Her vision was blurred and dancing with pretty purples and yellows that swayed and twinkled in every direction.

Then, just as she felt like every last drop had been drained from her existence, it stopped, and everything went black.

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Lights. More lights. They were dancing beyond her closed eyes, twinkling like fairy lights. Yellow and orange sparks of pristine beauty.

Y/n awoke with a gasp, the lights fading and transforming into a bright glow that was emanating from a pair of hands that were unfamiliar to her.

"Who are you?" Her voice was raspy and her throat tight.

"My name is Leo, can you tell me yours?" The lights stopped, a dull ache filling the entirety of Y/n's body.

"Y/n," she pushed herself up, taking in her surroundings. She was sitting on an old couch, the white, floral decorated cushions soft beneath her aching body. "Where the hell am I?" She asked, pushing frizzy strands of still-damp hair out of her face. She swept all of her hair up her neck, smoothing it along the top of her head and twirling it all into a bun.

"You're in the Halliwell manor. I would have healed you in the alley but there were still demons around and you were barely hanging on," Leo said, his eyes staring down at her with a softness she wasn't used to. She squirmed a bit under their warmth, sliding her feet off of the couch and onto the floor to gather more of her bearings.

"Great, go out to get a damn sandwich and end up in the charmed ones living room. I'm guessing your the white-lighter?" She asked, quirking an eyebrow.

"No, that would be me." Y/n's eyes travel beyond Leo and land upon a man a few years older than herself but looking younger than the man who had just healed her. He was leaning against the frame of the living room entrance, his arms crossed over his chest and his eyebrows drawn down with a cautionary expression. "And you are..." the words came out almost judgmentally, making Y/n's shoulders rise.

"Covered in dry sweat and dirt, so if you'll excuse me, I'll be on my way," Y/n stood up, her black jacket shifting uncomfortably against her skin. She looked up at Leo, the man smiling softly at her. "Thank you for helping me, I really do appreciate it," she said, nodding her head with a half smile.

"Leo!" Y/n's attention strayed to the entrance of the living room as three women walked in. She can't lie, of course she was a bit starstruck. The charmed ones were legendary. Even if you were the highest level ranking demon out there, you would still pale in comparison to the charmed ones.

"What's wrong?" Leo turned towards them, his feet spread and his shoulders squared like he was ready for anything to be thrown at him. Y/n stood slightly behind him, her eyes flicking between all five people in the room, her magic tingling for her to just get out of there.

"Well we vanquished those stupid little parasite demons, but once we did, more stupid little demons came swarming at us trying to get this thing," one of the women held up a ring. Y/n's eyes narrow on the ring, the band thick and the color a pure gold. It was intricately designed with spirals of black that looked like billowing smoke and a blood red diamond in the middle of it.

"It is pretty, looks just about my size too," the woman beside the one with the ring took it and held it over her finger, ready to slide it on.

"No! Ring," Y/n held her hand out, the ring gone from the woman's fingers and appearing in Y/n's hand.

“Okay, who is this?" One of the women asked, pointing at Y/n with raised eyebrows.

"Oh, this is Y/n," Leo moved a bit to the side, revealing her completely. "I found her a little down from where you guys were fighting the other parasites. She was being drained but there were too many there so I brought her here," he explained.

"Good thing he did too, otherwise this one," Y/n pointed to the woman in the middle, "would have tried to kill all of you," she said, holding up the ring. "This is Alexa's ring. Named after the dark witch who cursed it in the 14th century."

"Right, she was infuriated because her lover slept with her sister, who was adamantly good even though they came from a famously evil family," the white lighter still leaning against the doorframe said.

"Right," Y/n furrowed her eyebrows, "except it was her cousin and that 'lover' was that cousins fiancé," the women all snickered as their white lighter flushed. "Alexa casted a love spell on him but it wore off mid-intercourse and he was so enraged that he nearly killed her, which is why she created the ring. It was meant to flip the morality of whoever wore it. So those that you'd normally as loved ones or friends would become enemies," she explained.

"Oh," the one that had almost put the ring on said, "well that wouldn't have been good," she chuckled innocently. "So thanks for that. I'm Paige," she stepped forward with her hand out. Y/n shook it and politely smiled, not offering her name because Leo had already said it.

"I'm Phoebe," the one who had originally been holding the ring introduced herself with a sweet wave.

"Piper," the last one introduced.

"And the white lighter?" Y/n asked, gesturing to the other man in the room.

"That would be Chris. Don't worry about him, he's a grumpy little thing," phoebe pinched the white lighters cheek as she walked past him and out of the living room.

"I am not grumpy. I am mission oriented," Chris yelled after her.

"A.k.a grumpy," she yelled from a different room. Chris rolled his eyes as he looked back at Y/n, his eyes taking her in from head to toe. She shifted uncomfortably under his gaze, clearing her throat to regain everyone's attention.

"Anyways, This has been lovely but I really need a shower," she handed the ring to Leo and gave them all a salut. "It was really nice meeting you all, thanks for not leaving me to die," she started for the door without waiting for any kind of goodbye, closing the manor door with a soft click. She shimmered out as soon as the door closed, her surroundings vanishing.

The outside of the Halliwell manor was replaced with her bedroom, her dog running up to jump on her thighs before she was even fully solid.

"Woah, hello to you too Dragon," she greeted, scratching at his ears. He barked at her, rubbing his snout against her stomach. Y/n chuckled, gently pushing him down so she could walk to the bathroom. The black leather jacket  wrapped around her was torn at the sleeve, her lips pursing in dissatisfaction as she poked her finger through the tear.

"Damn" she cursed, throwing it on the sink. Looking up at the mirror she saw just how much damage was done. Her arms were covered in bruises and cuts that had been healed thanks to Leo. She's almost lucky that the parasite demon had almost killed her, otherwise Leo wouldn't have healed her and Callies attack would have actually done her in.

Taking off her tank top revealed a deep gash at her side that stretched from the side of her torso all the way to above her belly button. It was only half healed, no longer gushing with blood but still throbbing and exposed. She sighs at it but pushes it away for now, kicking off her shoes and socks then stepping out of her pants.

Her cuts sting under the spray of the water, but the warmth of it soothes the aching in her muscles and makes her sigh. Dirt and blood seep out of her hair, sliding along the white porcelain tub and down the drain.

Nothing had really set in until now. Her mind is too active to slow down and process until she's alone and everything is quiet. With the water running at a constant, steady pace, and the flow of it being the only sound in the bathroom, there's nothing to do but process the day. She was standing face to face with the charmed ones. Her pulse is rising just thinking about it. It's like growing up reading a fairytale then meeting the fairytale characters. She can't say it was as glamorous as that however, they were ordinary people with the exception of their extraordinary powers. She could see the worry lines on pipers face, and the exhaustion on Phoebe's, and the flickering confusion on Paige's. Realizing that extraordinary people have flaws is like realizing that your parents are sometimes as scared of the dark as you are.

Y/n's mind switched to Leo and the kindness in his face. It was a baseline emotion that he didn't seem to be aware of. She could feel it inside of him, the protectiveness and the kindness that dictates his decisions. He was there, waiting and ready to help, to heal. She had never met someone with such softness in their eyes who would still get their hands dirty to help someone.

Her attention moves to Chris. Her skin heats up thinking about the way she corrected him, how someone like her could have more knowledge than the white lighter for the charmed ones. It gave her a bit of an ego boost, but the tingling in her skin didn't result from confidence.

Shaking it off, Y/n finished her shower and stepped out. She wrapped her hair in a cotton tee shirt and gently towel dried her body. She pulled a first aid kit out from under the sink and opens it on the counter. She tears a pack of alcohol swabs open with her tears and a sharp hiss escapes her mouth as she runs it along the edges of her wound. She covers it with a large white bandage, making sure it's secure  before pulling a tee shirt from her laundry basket. Y/n didn't bother with anything else other than underwear, exhaustion creeping up on her once she turned off the bathroom light. She fell into her unmade bed with no grace, burying herself unceremoniously beneath the covers and closing her eyes, letting sleep lull her unconscious.

[theburgundydahlia]

there is not nearly enough chris halliwell fanfic out there and i am UPSET.

not on ao3, not on ff, not here.

i’m in need of MORE. 😩

[the-girl-who-used-to-write]

Right Back At You

@colagirl5 and Anon, this one is for you!

Ship- Chris Halliwell x Reader, Wyatt Halliwell x Platonic!Reader

There was nothing Wyatt wanted more than to get his stubborn brother and his stubborn best friend to admit that they liked each other. (Y/N) was the one who was worse though, she hands down refused to be alone in a room with Chris. She was scared that she would blurt something out and she felt a cocktail of every single kind of nerve when she was even in the same room as him with the sisters, so when they were alone together she couldn’t handle it.

“Wyatt, we’re going on a hunt. Chris, you and (Y/N) will stay here,” Piper shouted as she moved through the house. Her sisters were close on her tail and she only stopped to hurry her son along.

The three youngest people in the house were piled into the living room. Chris was on one of the armchairs talking to his brother and (Y/N) was opposite him on the sofa, reading a book. When they heard Piper though, the two brothers stood up and exchanged glances with each other. Wyatt knew it was the perfect time to finally get these two alone, so he was quick to just smirk and run out of the room.

(Y/N) was the one who began to panic when she realised that she was home alone with Chris. She was very brisk to put her book down and look around the room, hoping that an escape opportunity would come.

“I-I-I’m gonna just…” she stuttered as she looked at the kitchen, ushering to it, really not helping the fact that she looked scared to death.

“Are you afraid of me?” Chris asked as she began to rush towards the kitchen.

(Y/N) almost wanted to laugh when she heard that. Scared was the furthest away from the emotions that she felt, she was just nervous. The emotions that were provoked from being in a room with Chris alone were just getting too much, and she knew that if she was there for too long then eventually she would blurt something out. This, unfortunately, was something that happened as soon as he stopped her. He approached her and placed his hand on her shoulder, and she spoke as soon as they came into contact.

“I love you, Chris,” she said, covering her face when she said that.

He chuckled.

“Right back at you,” he replied.

[ourunsungheroes42344]

Called out!

*dying*

*Incoherent babbling*

me, a fanfic writer: *touches my new fav character’s face* *whispers* I’m gonna get you laid

[thegirlwiththedragonheart]

Sooo, not sure if anybody remembers it, but I posted awhile back about wanting to write some Charmed fic and I ended up writing a drabble-y thing that got a bit long at around a thousand words but I posted it on Fanfiction Net, sooo I was wondering if anybody wants to read a Charmed introspective fic about Chris and knives? Cause, if you do, here’s the story link: linky link.

[ourunsungheroes42344]

Me: Consuming all the Dark/Slytherin! Harry AUs I can find.

Also Me: I could write one of these.

Me @ Me: But you've never written a single Harry Potter fanfic in your entire life and you exclusively read this AU and probably don't have enough of a grasp on the character voices

Me @ Me: Ok - so I cross it with Unchanged Future!Charmed and Leo sends Chris to Hogwarts after Piper dies for "his protection"

Me @ Me: Nobody will read it - that's too niche and then you'll be sad and unmotivated and will never finish it.

Me: *splutters*

Tumblr, prove me wrong!

[acharmedfanfiction]

These are the “official” family trees for my Charmed stories. I know the jpegs are terrible, but they keep turning out pixelated no matter what I try. If you want the PDF versions just hit me up.

[fanficanatic-tw]

A Charmed Fanfiction ~ Back to where it all began ~ Chris x OC

Available on fanfiction (x) and Wattpad (x)

She loved him more than life itself, sharing his vision of a better future. That was why she let him go. Watched him disappear to the past with one mission: to save Wyatt. She never expected to see him again, not in this timeline or life, but Wyatt has other plans. He wants his brother back, and he's using her to make sure that happens.

[asummersarah]

I blame Charmed for me being so into the going back in time to meet/ save dead relatives trope

[vicontheinternet]

Charmed

one shot

title, fighting nature

pairing, n/a

Synopsis, Paige and Chris have a talk about what being a whiteligher and witch really means