#different dimensions

[childofthenightuwu]

The Otherworld, Different Dimensions, and Otherkinity.

The under/otherworld has been attested to in various different cultures in many different ways, most of which stemmed from the Ancient Egyptian and Ancient Mesopotamian religions through not only the blood of the people but the culture as well. This can be seen in indo-european, Greco-Roman, Indigenous North and South American, as well as various Asian cultures. Each one had their own path traveling from Africa to their home continents.

The idea of the underworld being both underneath the earth, closer to the fire core and beneath the primordial ocean, but also in a somewhat different reality than ours where time goes much quicker and things which happen in that world can affect this world is present in many of the cultures I mentioned above.

One of the best examples of this double world effect comes from pagan Irish legends of the fae realm. One would stumble upon a faerie circle and be transported to the otherworld to join in their partying. To them, it would feel as though it had only been hours, but when they escaped, it had been years.

The fae realm is depicted as under the burial mounds and beneath the earth's crust, specifically when dealing with dead humans or animals who became faeries (in the sense of spirits). The god of the dead, depicted as Dis Pater by Caesar in his accounts of the Gauls, was also associated with the faeries. He was said to be the king of the other/underworld and dwell in the dark part of the forest as well as the primordial sea where one would go when death took them. He is often seen as the Horned god in more modern depictions.

Various portals to the under/otherworld exist on the European continent with rich cultural mythology surrounding them. Most of these are caverns leading out to the ocean or into the darkness.

This underworld is where the fae realm resides and all fae creatures, including more contemporary faeries, house spirits, Demons, genii, satyrs, kelpie etc. live.

In the ancient Egyptian belief the Sekhem was the shadow of a person in a spiritual sense. The double living the same life with the same Ka though in darkness rather than the light of the sun. Now where would one live in darkness? Under the earth where the light does not penetrate.

I believe that the Sekhem is the underworld version of the animal or their double in that separate realm.

This had me thinking though, if one is otherkin could their Sekhem possibly be that form? As a dragon the idea of the fae realm feels very close to home and many believe dragons originate from there.

Giant flying lizards are definitely possible looking at dinosaurs but perhaps dragons are similar animals just in a different realm where things work differently. That would mean that each dragon living in a human form would be living half in the underworld, their soul home, and the middle world or this world.

If you compare hominids in the mid world to the smaller and different looking hominids in the underworld, being brownies and the like, you can begin to make comparisons between the two worlds. It is a difference of dimension rather than one of species.

These dimensions do overlap though. At certain times of the year when the veil between worlds is thinnest the dead travel to the underworld and depending on what you believe live out their second life. In my personal belief system when one dies in the mid world they're reborn in a different dimension, either being the underworld, the upper world (or astral plane), or perhaps a different dimension entirely. The world tree map of dimensions in religions such as the pagan norse and celtic show various dimensions on each branch.

Multiple exist on the middle plane, the underworld plane and the upperworld plane. This makes sense with our current understanding of different dimensions in science as well as it has been proposed at least five separate dimensions exist, each slightly different to our own.

Perhaps in some way, death, travel, etc. Otherkin from different dimensions came to this one. For some this is an explanation of their past lives, for others like myself it is their soul travelling to another dimension and deciding to be reborn there for a few centuries.

Regardless, this interdimensional way of viewing otherkinity may explain Bilocation and Aura shifts.

When one shifts, it is them experiencing their past or true body and connecting to their home dimension. This can explain otherkin from different planets as well who possibly have their own world trees.

[ellenchain]

I am Jayce

[spacewolf555]

Travelling between dimensions.

[awesomecooperlove]

“THERE WILL E DIFFERENT REALITY FOR DIFFERENT PEOPLE IN DIFFERENT DIMENSIONS… “

👻👻👻

[dcxdpdabbles]

Danny: Ugh, they're back again

Jazz: Don't make that face at paying customers. Do you want to make a portal back home?

Danny rolling his eyes: Yes

Jazz: Then we need to get enough money to buy the parts. If that means waiting tables at a barely legal dinner, where idiots hit on us, then we wait those stupid tables. Now go over there and get the Waynes to leave us a 200 tip.

Danny: Fine, but only if you do too!

Jazz: *Tighten her apron straps into an hourglass figure* Way ahead of you.

Danny: *Rolling eyes but does the same*

Meanwhile with the Waynes

Bruce: It's so nice to go out to eat with you all

Alfred: Indeed. It's a nice change, don't you agree, children?

Wayne kids: *hyperventilating*

Bruce Not looking up from his phone: The Fenton siblings?

Alfred: Indeed, sir. It seems like Master Dick, Master Jason, and Miss Cass are going to attempt to speak to Ms. Fenton today. Master Tim, Master Damian, Master Duke, and Miss Steph don't seem mentally ready to look Mister Fenton in the eye. Bets?

Bruce: Dick chokes on his fork again. Tim face plants on the table, and Steph once again speaks in gibberish after forgetting the entire English language.

Alfred: Very good, sir.

[soldrawss]

Something something 16yo 2k12 Mikey gets sucked into a portal and sent into the RISE universe and ends up helping raise the RISE kiddos AU

[badgerclawsaresharp]

trifecta of brennan lee mulligan self-inserts in fantasy high junior year

[noodles-and-tea]

I think the new memories that are being made come to the future stans in their dreams

[orions-aether]

adaine punching her dad to death "guess what bitch I'm strong now" adaine punching her dad to death "you never have to be afraid of being weak again" adaine punching her dad to death "your father hurt you and he hurt your sister and no matter what anybody fucking thinks about it guess what he never gets to hurt anybody ever again" adaine punching her dad to death ADAINE PUNCHING HER DAD TO DEATH

[mischievous-thunder]

Bonus:

They're flirting and also starting a fight

[ogeneraloito]

interesting how fords been surrounded by triangles his entire life. looks like ford and bill were always doomed to meet each other

ford did seem to think that he is destined to be in gravity falls, destined to be part of greater things, and bill also thought he was "destined for so much more"

to quote on alex, "that's ford's great flaw, is arrogance. is he believes that there's special people, and everyone else. that human attachments are actually weaknesses. and the song and dance that he’s giving dipper right now, is the song and dance that he gave mcgucket, back when they were younger… ‘you and me are different, we’re better than everyone else. we have a path that no one else can understand, and only us can do this.’"

i think at some point bill really thought ford was the one that UNDERSTOOD him (well, ford did think "why did rudolph not simply kill the other reindeer? he shouldve burned his workshop to the ground"). some of his henchmaniacs didnt seem to actually like bill at all

quick edit for something ive found:

this is from "dreamscaperers", and apparently ford had been dreaming about the cipher wheel for weeks before he even found the cave. enough times that he was even able to perfectly draw the wheel on the journal. bill didnt even know about ford yet.

[noisilyscreechingsong]

I was thinking of those prompts where Danny is placed (most of the time by Clockwork) into the Batfam. Danny believes he’s been there the whole time and it’s after Bruce comes back from being trapped in time so they chalk it up to time shenanigans. Also, Danny is now Tim’s twin.

Warnings: some language

Danny skips down the stairs leisurely, headphones in to some rock song Damian would hate.

The Cave is damp and cold, as usual. The music blares out the sound of his sneakers tapping as he walks. He waves to B’s back as he continues on to the work bench. The project he had started the day before was still there.

One of the grapple hooks was lagging so he was fixing it up and added a few more safety measures on the device. His brothers were using this, he wanted it as safe as he can make it.

Behind him he hears a voice over the music, interrupting his work after only about half an hour. He turns and sees Bruce looking at him with a raised brow.

Danny pulls out an earbud.

“Huh?”

“I thought you were going to visit your friends?”

Danny thinks back to the last conversation he had with his dad. It had nothing to do with his friends actually, it was about his stupid English test and how he was going to call Jason if he could help tutor him since he was so hopeless.

“No, I’ll see them on Monday.”

“Monday?”

Danny pauses halfway to putting the earbud back in his ear.

“Yea? At school?”

“School?”

Bruce stands to step closer to him but still at a distance.

Danny rolls his eyes and chuckles.

“Are you just going to keep repeating what I say?”

His dad looks him over critically. Danny pauses his music and takes out the other earbud.

“Did you change your hair?”

Danny reaches up reflexively to pat down his bangs. If anything he probably needed a haircut soon.

“Um, no? Are you okay? When’s the last time you slept?”

He tosses his headphones on the workbench but keeps his phone in his hand in case he needs to call someone.

“I’ve recovered,” Bruce dismisses. Like his year long trip in the time stream could be easily forgotten after a few months.

“Sure,” Danny agrees anyway when they both know he doesn’t agree.

“Tim,” Bruce sighs.

Danny immediately presses the button on his ring three times to alert the others. The computer beeps and the man turns to look at the screen. Danny grabs the closest weapon — a screwdriver — and holds it behind him.

Only Alfred, Damian, and Duke were at the manor. Hopefully backup would arrive soon.

“What were you doing, Dad?”

Not-Bruce freezes and then relaxes. It was only a second but Danny noticed. Any of the Bats would have, they’re trained for it.

“Just going over reports,” Not-Bruce replies with a smile. A smile.

His grip on the tool tightens.

“Which reports?” He tests.

What was he doing? There’s no telling the kind of information this imposter got a hold of.

“The Bennet case.”

Danny moves. Casually, he takes a step to the left, where the more heavy duty weapons were stored. The man matches him threateningly. Danny stills.

“That was solved over a month ago.”

There was no reason to look at a case from a month ago that was solved and closed. Bruce would have no reason to look at something like that, especially since it was Tim who solved it and submitted the report.

“By you,” Not-Bruce says in an odd tone.

He was getting Tim and Danny mixed up. Nobody in the family gets them confused anymore. That only applies to outsiders.

Danny tenses, ready to bolt toward the weapons. Not-Bruce is fast to intercept, but Danny is smaller and more agile.

He dodges and goes to stab the man in the leg when there is a prick to his neck that makes him stumble. Not-Bruce uses that opportunity to disarm him and slam him into the floor. It’s jarring, but the sedative is already working its way through him.

He blinks twice before everything is forced to black.

He knows he’s tied to a chair before he’s even fully awake. There’s been numerous kidnappings and training exercises that had his hands and feet tied down to know exactly in what position he’s in and for how long depending on how numb his limbs are.

He’s still in the Cave because he can feel the damp chill and hear the faint chattering of the bats. There’s a barrier though. Along with how hard the chair was he knew exactly where he was.

The containment cell is tucked away in a separate cavern. It had thick microfiber see through walls and a single chair with restraints.

The imposter put him in their own cell.

Danny is positively livid with the disrespect.

“You’re awake.”

Danny jerks his head up.

Oh thank the Ancients, his twin is here.

“Tim,” he breathes. “Okay, I know this looks bad, but trust me. It’s Bruce. He couldn’t tell us apart. Something’s wrong. He’s not himself.”

Tim is silent for much too long, just staring at him. He’s in his uniform like he just got back from patrol when Danny knew he had been in California with his team.

“Just talk to me,” he demands. “What’s going on? Where’s B?”

Tim’s mask narrows.

“Why should I trust you?”

Danny blinks wide.

“Why should- okay, first of all, screw you. Second, now is so not the time to be petty with me. I already apologized for messing up your photo shoot. I even made up for it, so legally you can’t be mad at me anymore.”

“My photo shoot?”

Danny rolls his eyes. This seat was getting uncomfortable.

“Don’t pretend like you don’t know what I’m talking about. Stop being such a jerk. This is serious. I’m telling you something is off with B. Did you guys check him? I hit the emergency button.”

Danny can tell his twin raises a brow at him.

“You hit the emergency button?”

“I literally just said that. Do you listen at all?”

“I was just confirming,” Tim shrugs it off.

“Whatever. Tim, I think there’s someone else here. I got hit with a tranq. Someone is in on this. And can someone please get me out of these? I’m not the problem here.”

Unfortunately, Tim does not get him out of his bonds. He just stands there watching him until he turns on his heel and leaves the cavern where Danny can’t see.

“What the- Tim! What the hell, dude?!”

Danny wiggles in his seat, but the more thrashing the more it hurt. Instead he sits there for a while, just tracing the rock and counting, until someone comes back in.

It’s Dick. The one big brother who he can always count on to at least be there.

“Hey there,” he smiles through the glass.

“Dick, what is happening? Tim isn’t listening. Did you find Bruce? Why am I in here?”

“Yea, Bruce is here. He’s safe. I saw the tapes. It looked like you were going to attack him,” he reasons gently.

“Yea because something is wrong with him. Maybe he’s compromised or mind controlled or something. You need to investigate. He needs to be cleared,” Danny insists.

“Okay,” Dick nods. He squats down to get comfortable outside the barrier instead of going to find Bruce though. “What made you think he’s compromised?”

“He kept confusing me with Tim!” He emphasizes because just the thought is outrageous. “He hasn’t done that in years. Yea maybe a mix up when he’s not paying attention but he was looking right at me and called me Tim. And he kept asking me these weird questions, like he had no idea who I was. Something is wrong.”

Dick puts a hand over his lips in thought, clearly going over something in his head.

“I’ll be right back,” Dick rushes out the door in a flash.

Danny’s jaw drops in protest but no words come out. He yells in frustration instead.

No one was listening to him! They were all freaking him out.

Maybe this was training. Like on their sixteenth birthday. It’s similar to what happened then. So what is his next course of action?

“You make it sound like we should know you.”

Danny finds his little brother in the shadows, lurking by the entrance. He’s also dressed in his vigilante attire, just like Tim and Dick.

“Damian, could you stop being a little gremlin for two seconds?” He glares at the younger boy.

“Answer the question.”

“It wasn’t a question,” he snarks back.

Damian grinds his teeth and Danny smirks nastily. He wasn’t in the mood for sibling rivalry right now.

“Who are you?”

Danny’s expression twists.

“That isn’t funny.”

“I’m not laughing.”

A cold dread settles in his chest. What if it wasn’t a training exercise?

“You know who I am. Stop playing games.”

“You say you’re not Tim. Claim you’ve known Father for years.”

“Damian.”

Bruce steps out followed closely by Dick and Tim.

There is a cold sweat on his brow now. Danny’s heart is beating loudly in his ears. He can feel the panic in his chest.

He wasn’t like the others. He didn’t go out to fight crime. He just trained with them because they all knew he needed to know those things to live in their life.

He wasn’t prepared for something like this.

“Guys, you’re really freaking me out.”

“Answer the question.”

No one defends him from Damian’s demand. They all look at him with caution, like he was the enemy. A stranger.

“You know me. What are you guys talking about?”

When no one answers he’s close to a damn panic attack.

“It’s me. Danny. You know? Tim’s twin. I’ve lived here since me and Tim moved in when we were twelve. Please tell me this is just training. You guys didn’t- didn’t forget me or something, right?”

Something in Dick’s expression looks unsure, but they all are withdrawn and completely in their roles. They weren’t acting like family.

“Prove it,” Tim commands.

Danny can’t believe his ears.

“AN-4729,” he recites the emergency code to prove authenticity they all know.

He can tell they recognize it, but wait for more.

“The sun shines in the east,” is the next security code to show safety.

Danny can tell it’s still not enough.

“There’s a file of me on the computer. Tim has pictures of us since childhood hidden under the floorboard under his dresser. My room is to the left of Tim’s. Inside the closet, in the ceiling, is a box. Inside the box is a medallion. It holds my entire life. You could also call Mr. Fox. I work with him often. I’m his favorite. I’m even on the payroll. Or you could just Google Daniel Drake-Wayne. I’m sure I’d pop up. Or call Gotham Academy since I’m enrolled there and everyone has seen Alfred pick me up and drop me off. I have a Christmas stocking with my name on it. My picture is literally all over the manor. I know the ins and outs of all your equipment and tech. The password to the Bat computer is 35G4s@2b-“

“Okay,” Dick gently interrupts. “I think that’s enough for now.”

Danny can feel how wet his eyes are. He stiffens his upper lip as Alfred would say so he doesn’t show how much of a disappointment he is to fail this test. Because this has to be a test. It has to be.

“Tim, you and I could always tell when we’re lying. We call ourselves our own personal lie detectors. So… am I lying?”

Tim studies him hard. His twin looks into his eyes for longer than it should take.

“I don’t know.”

And Danny breaks.

[spacewolf555]

[jadeinretrogrde]

kipperlilly, in another dimension

[thebubblesareevil]

Amity park got lost

So there are plenty of aus and crossovers where Danny falls into a portal or gets sent to another world, but what if it wasn’t just him?

So amity park got sucked into the ghost zone, right?

Who’s to say it went back to the right earth afterwards?

So nobody notices at first, a few tourists come through, thoroughly confused because they never noticed this town before.

They laugh it off and go on with their days

Then weird things start to happen.

Suddenly there is an influx of ghostly activity around the Midwest and Constantine goes to investigate and finds an entire town…a town that seems to be incredibly independent and has absolutely no knowledge of the Justice league

Constantine decided then and there that he wasn’t druck enough for this shit and left

All well and good until Batman stumbles across the strange town a few years later and discovers a boy that looks identical to his dead son Jason.

(This didn’t start out as Danny is Jason from another world but why not)

Danny does NOT appreciate a second billionaire stalker, especially when the guys kids start joining in.

They show up at random times and days until another guy throws his hat in the ring

Some asshole with a red helmet that keeps accusing him of being a clone has tried to kill him at least 5 times that week.

Danny just wants to fill out college applications in peace, despite the fact that no one seems to recognize any of the college names that pop up when he googled engineering schools.

[morganbritton132]

Eddie, posting to TikTok at 3AM: Welcome back to Can’t Sleep With The Munsons…The Harringtons? The Harring-sons?

Steve: The Munsons.

Eddie: With the Munsons. What are we overthinking about tonight? *holds invisible microphone out to Steve*

Steve, into the invisible microphone: Nothing. No thoughts. Just craving sleep.

Eddie: So true, baby. Also a lie. I can hear you overthinking. I can smell how ridiculous it is. Hit me with it.

Steve:

Eddie:

Steve: Do you think Ozzy is mad at us?

Eddie: Why would he be mad at us?

Steve: He’s not sleeping in here.

Eddie: Well, we did kick him out for a couple hours. I’m pretty sure he’s just conked out in the living room.

Steve: I’m think he’s getting tired of me.

Eddie: Yeah, no. No one in the history of the world has ever gotten tired of you.

Steve: My parents.

Eddie: Proof they’re creatures from the Hellmouth

Steve, snorting: That’d make me from the Upside Down too.

Eddie: I married an alien

Steve, starting an argument they’ve had a hundred times: It’s a different dimension, Eddie. Not a different planet. I’d still be human.