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np-c · 1 year
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Z-Drive, predictably, as all things that happen to be around Jinx, blows up. And now there's a group of children in front of Ekko, as well as a new set of painful realisations. And a crazy crazy girl right beside him who isn't afraid to voice them.
"They're kids," she says, and her voice trembles a little like she never thought of it before, of herself being a kid, and Ekko can't blame her. "Look at them, they are tiny!"
"Hey!" yells Mylo, very alive Mylo, back at them. "You ain't much older yourself!"
"Who the fuck gives a child explosives?"
Ekko meets the eyes of baby-faced Vi, the look of confusion and thinly veiled horror in them that mirrors his own. Jinx giggles. He dreads how they gonna explain not-Powder's name.
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They get stuck in the past.
Ekko looks at the broken watch in his hands. Jinx looks straight, at ghosts brought back to life.
"I cat fix it."
"We can fix them."
They get stuck in the past.
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"We need to come up with names!" voices little Powder. "We can't just have two Ekko's and two Powder's, it's gonna get confusing."
"Oh, that's easy. He's a Firelight and I'm Jinx."
"A jinx?"
She smiles maniacally at them. Mylo looks like a confused puppy, Vi just a step behind him, but Powder is close to tears. Ekko keeps his face straight.
They gonna fuck up this new timeline so bad.
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bravevolunteer · 6 months
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@slaughterlocked // cont from here
MICHAEL DIDN’T QUITE KNOW WHAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN TO THEM— how could he? He was prepared for the destruction, for the flickering flames to engulf them both along with every fragment of discarded legacies left behind. Michael was so exhausted, he IS exhausted, yet the lethargic existence he has clung to throughout the years does not stop him from following his father time and time again. In response to his instructions or to chase him down, it doesn’t matter. Of course Michael follows him back in time. What did he did he would happen? That he would finally ESCAPE? That he wouldn't be tethered to the man until the end?
He couldn't let his father escape in turn, either, not after all he had done to try and atone.
"Yes!—" Michael throws his hands in an anxious fit of an answer, clearly not as concerned with avoiding a scene as his father is. He hasn't gotten the chance to look in a mirror yet, but he doesn't need to: waking up in the body of his teenage self, without the rotting decay, yet still with years worth of reflection, is enough to turn his insides out without the help of his father's creations. He is relieved, and sick, and angry, and desperate all at once. "What else was I supposed to do? Let you come back here alone?"
It is 1983 and all is not well. Michael IS the same hopeless boy he's always been in more ways than one, now, but he has an upper hand now that he didn't before. "What are you planning on doing here? Fixing everything?" Michael knows enough now to realize his father's definition of FIXING it all was never what he would call it. "The odds are it's all broken anyway just 'cause we're here in the first place."
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trinityofone · 1 year
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Our Flag Means Death (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Israel Hands Characters: Israel Hands, Blackbeard | Edward Teach Additional Tags: Time Travel, Pre-Canon Meets Post-Canon, implied steddyhands Summary:
“Edward, what the fuck is going on? Did I hit my head?”
“You’re not going to believe me,” Edward says, looking up at Izzy. “You’re going to decide this was all a weird-ass dream, stop taking your share of Ivan’s rotgut for a while.”
“How do you know what I’m going to do?” Izzy says, heart thudding.
“Because,” says Edward, eyes bright, “I’m from the future.”
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thissugarcane · 1 year
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Being at the gym on the treadmill is the most boring thing in the ENTIRE WORLD, how does Brian Kinney handle it? (I know how: he likes running and I just walk. but still.)
(can't find the cut tag equivalent so here we go in all our uncut glory. heh. uncut.)
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"Just get in here," Brian barks into the phone at cynthia. He takes one moment to pray (not pray, never pray, but... hope) she takes this well; another moment to well and truly ask himself if he -- like Justin -- has lost his mind. If maybe Justin's bashing has them both--
Brian cuts that thought off at the pass. Not going there. Nope.
Cynthia hurried into the office, and after seeing Brian's face she turns and closes his door with a little click. Brian audibly inhales, and he watches as Cynthia's face pales.
Oh, she knows him, knows something is up and it's. Yeah. She knows what Justin means to Brian. But, like the exquisitely excellent assistant she is, she waits for him to start.
Softly, Brian asks her, "how quietly can you get me any information on Vangard out of Chicago?"
Cynthia's eyes widen, her lips thin. She blinks. "Are you..." then she trails off. "'My mother isn't well," she tells him.
Meaning: if he's being headhunted, she can't go.
Brian shakes his head. Once. Not what's going on. Cynthia frowns. "Basics should be fine. Give me 24 hours and the morning tomorrow."
"Bring it by the loft tomorrow night?" He requests, just as quietly as he's said everything.
"You'll explain the cone of silence?" Cynthia says.
Brian nods, then hesitates. "If I fucking can."
It's Justin's story to tell, but he's been remarkably forthcoming now he's in it, in it. He's answered any and all questions Brian's put to him -- some with more detail than he wanted.
Would he admit to Cynthia that the information about Marty looking for a buyer came from time travel? Unknown. Brian's too close to it to be objective, to evaluate, and he realizes -- he wants Cynthia to know. She's logical, ruthless like he is, but relatively uninvested.
"Justin will be there," Brian mumbles -- and that's about all the confession he can take and verbally shoves her out of the office
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evadingreallife · 5 months
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I dont think ive ever seen a fandom with more modern au fics proportionally than attack on titan. Hmm i wonder why...
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ghostbsuter · 8 months
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Honestly, when bart came back to the past for his mission, he didn't expect to see one of his friends he left behind.
So excuse him for standing still and gaping like an idiot at the clearly looking teenager on his phone.
"Danny?!"
At the call, the stranger– his bestie— looked up.
"Bart!"
It is his friend.
The same black haired, too blue eyed teen with baby fat clinging to his cheeks, the same way his hair appears white and eyes green when unfocused and not paying attention.
Holy shit.
"How are you in the 21st century?!?!"
The boy merely blinks, looks down on his phone, and then looks up again.
"I should be asking you that! How are you here??"
"Timetravel duh! What's your excuse?!"
"I'm immortal???"
(It's similar to the spiderman meme, truly.)
(Bart is slightly glad none of his teammates or mentor or family members are here.)
It became somewhat of a game for them.
Everytime the speedster appeared in a different year, hell even universe for the kicks, the first thing he does is search for Danny.
(The teen is there, each time.)
And every time he succeeded, Danny helps him with the problem, or slightly nudges him to the path really.
(Each time bart worries less for the time stream and disturbances, his friend seems to be outside of it to truly bring harm.)
(And if he meets Clockwork along the way, that's a secret between them. And the part where he gets hired for the similar stuff danny gets sent to the past.)
(For them it's a casual Wednesday. So what if they just saved an entire planet? Its nothing big!)
Bart should have thought more over the decision to help the literal being of time itself.
Considering he is currently seated on a chair, Barry, Wally and dozen of other heroes (including his team standing behind him in an effort to show their support.) With demands of an explanation.
Damn it danny, why did you let those in the 13th century paint a portrait of them!!!
And the apparent ancient Egyptian art of them too?? In a museum??
What the hell danny!!! Way to throw him under the bus!!
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baeshijima · 1 month
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imagine an au where you wake up to a chill seeping through the comfort of your duvet. it's a little unusual. the mornings shouldn't be so cold anymore; did you maybe leave the window open?
a headache blooms along your conscience, and you think that maybe you had one too many drinks out of frustration last night. but, then again, it's not your fault that prickly bastard got on your nerves and made you drink till you passed out. he just has it out for you!
bare arms are draped over your equally bare midriff, its hold around you tightening and— wait. you're NAKED?!
by the speed at which you flipped to your other side, you wouldn't be surprised if you got whiplash. actually, scrap that. maybe the familiar face lying beside you, alongside the marks you barely caught a glimpse of amidst your turn, is more than enough to wish you actually did get it.
"mmh, what's wrong?" he mumbles in all his sleepy glory, clearly disoriented from your sudden movement. a hand rubs against his heavy lids in a feeble attempt to clear out the bleary fog which clings to his vision, one in which blocks the sight of you by default. "you're never up before me in these mornings."
...how did you end up in the bed of your arch-nemesis (self-proclaimed), naked, and— why is he staring at you so affectionately? weren't you just at each other's throats a few hours ago? (figuratively or literally, it doesn't matter. you were at each other's throats all the same.)
(or, you somehow find yourself three years into the future, married to the very same prickly bastard who made you black-out drunk (self-inflicted). and naked (not self-inflicted. probably).)
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nell0-0 · 1 month
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I love your LU stuff, makes my day every time!
Glad you like it! I'm having a blast drawing them tbh, even if I'm drawing more Warriors + Mask stuff lately. In fact:
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Morning routine!
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mafuyuakgae · 2 months
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binge read @senblades time travel fic 'faith for the second run' the past 2 days
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Bard-aby <3 except he's only loosely a bard bc i don't subscribe to absolutes <3
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BARNABY WITH PANTS??? BLASPHEMY!!! however this is a (dnd-inspired) fantasy au so. pants! loose pants tucked into modified boots because no one can tell me No!
based off of Clown's pokemon au human Barn, it seems like he might be a bit of a jewelry guy! he was wearing rings! and had an earring! also i think Barn just looks great w/ some extra shinies, yk yk
since ties aren't really a Thing in fantasy settings, i combined the iconic pattern w/ his vest for a two-in-one. then suspenders bc they fuck severely! his belt buckle is a bone both as a nod to the pattern on his tie / house decoration, and to go along with how Wally has an apple buckle! besties stay twinning!
you can't see it but on his other side he has his pack & his smoking pipe holster, which attaches to his belt! it's very high quality leather that he spent so much money on. his pipe is important to him - he carved it himself out of wood from an important tree from his childhood, so he wants it to be properly stored & protected! he has two kinds of tobacco for it - normal, and magic tobacco that essentially allows him to cast minor spells w/ the smoke
the feathers on his hat are from Ms. Beagle! in my mind he left the farm to go adventuring on a bit of a bad note, but his mama made sure to give him a couple feathers to take with so that she'd always be close <3
he keeps his claws blunt so that he doesn't accidentally scratch people/things, and so that he can play stringed instruments without cutting the strings. while i imagine for this au he plays a wide range, he prefers Loud Handheld Instruments that allow him to sing along. so in mind he has an Accordion here! loud! jaunty! but i imagine he also keeps a recorder in his pack for when Frank needs annoying. (he did have a lute, but he broke it over someone's head in the act of defending Wally's honor)
im still trying to pin down the right balance of colors for his outfit, but! for a little au tidbit - all of his spots are the same two blues as his ears. in this im imagining that he, at a young age, learned a very basic cosmetic spell that allowed him to change his spots color to mimic Ms. Beagle's! he wanted to look like his mama! but by the time he's in his late 20s he no longer changes his spots
ohhhh i forgot to add his pockets. Oh Well
#i wanted him to look um.... Put Together?#barn strikes me as a character that likes to look a lil sophisticated in a way!#and i wanted that to come across in this fit... dont know if i succeeded#i still wanted to have Bard-ish / Barnaby Vibes#i can easily imagine him reclined by a tree absentmindedly playin his accordion... smokin... in this outfit hat tipped down over his eyes#barnaby my beloved <3#and bardaby my beloved <3#also ill admit!!!#that lute is traced from a real image lmfao there was no way in hell i was scribbling that thing from scratch#scribble salad#wh fantasy au#i lowkey feel bad for barnaby when he finds out about the whole warlock thing#bc hes been traveling with wally for Years#barnaby likes to think that he knows everything about his little buddy#and then wally has to be like 😬#yeah im actually not technically a real person#also there's this 'demon' i have a pact with & also a weird kinda non-platonic Cant Be Accurately Labeled intimate relationship with#oh and i sometimes sacrifice innocent people to it in a pinch. the rest of the time we eat enemies' souls#and barnaby just has to! deal with that! like oh great! his bestie has been lying to his face since they met!#ands its been Seamless Lying!#suffice to say barnaby has a crisis#and now since wally can be more open about home#there's a sort of... pointless Rivalry for wally's attention/affection#even though barnaby definitely misjudges the situation and how home feels about wally...#oh switching gears back to the instrument thing!#in my mind barnaby also knows how to play the harp really well#and howdy's tavern has a corner for live music - which includes a permanently placed harp <3#so i think on quiet days barnaby will go play the harp while howdy cleans glasses & the others do their own quiet things#maybe its raining outside! or Snowing! but the tavern is cozy and warm & there is beautiful music <3
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np-c · 1 year
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in a Time Travel AU with Jinx as a main, there's a pretty good chance on her killing Mylo. 50/50 on it being an accident like with Silco
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crocrubies · 9 months
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schrodinger's girl
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findafight · 8 months
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Been thinking about another time travel au...
But this time, it's Robin. Just. Robin. She lands the Friday before Will goes missing, and she immediately assumes Steve went with her. Because of course he time traveled with her, why wouldn't he?
Until she gets to school and sees Steve flirting with Nancy and joking with Carol and Tommy. His eyes glance over her without recognition and she realizes she's alone. She panics every morning period until deciding to just go up and corner Steve at lunch and explain to him, try to prove to him she's actually his best friend from the future, and get help.
It ends up with her sitting on the floor of the boys bathroom crying, holding onto (a very confused and mildly freaked out) Steve's hand, and telling him that her day has sucked because how do you even deal with timetravel without your best friend? How do you deal with trying to save the world without them? She can't do this without him and she's freaking out and she wants her best friend back.
And Steve going "hey, uh. Okay. So... you're my friend in this weird future you're trying to stop? Prove it."
Which is something Robin can do. She stares at him for a long time, thinking, and Steve's huffs
"yeah okay. Super weird prank or whatever. Don't bug me again." And goes to stand up but Robin tugs his hand towards her and stops him.
"you are so impatient! I'm trying to think of something to say that won't freak you out and has actually happened! Gimme a minute!"
And Steve raises his eyebrows but he does wait.
"your aunt Ev." She says, finally. "She was your favourite grownup. Loved star trek. You cried so hard when she died and- uh. At her funeral, your dad got mad at you."
Steve blinks at her, brows furrowed."How...how did you know that? Nobody knows that."
Robin smiles. "Dingus. I'm your best friend from the future. You did."
Steve frowns. "Tell me something else."
"okay" she nods "you and Tommy tell everyone both your first kisses were with Carol but the day before you kissed each other."
"what the fuck."
"do you believe me now? Because seriously I need your help with this but I can keep going."
Swallowing Steve nods. Gives her a hand up.
"great. Okay. So, I think we need to tell Jonathan and Nancy about this. Then go to Joyce and Hopper. I'm not quite sure? You were always better at gameplans honestly."
"what about Tommy and Carol?"
She looks at him, and tilts her head (the same way he does) thinking. "Sure. Why not. They'll be suspicious why we're so buddy buddy now anyways."
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nonbinary-arsonists · 2 months
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i noticed people liked my moomin + dunmeshi crossover. had some thoughts
edit: now with alt text!
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moonrosesaphos · 4 months
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Its just me and my gay fics with couples where one is morally fucked in the head and the other will burn themselves to keep others safe against the world
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franeridart · 1 year
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anyway octopath
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