#it’s a timeless dimension

[raikirikiri]

missing-nin kakashi who leaves the village on his own accord. he’s pushed to the edge, and despite all the anbu missions he’s taken to get himself killed, it just doesn’t work. so he leaves and becomes a mercenary and thinks he might have some luck dying that way. he thinks part of him is still loyal to konoha but it doesn’t feel like home anymore. plus the constant needling of his ex-classmates insisting their his friends when he knows he doesn’t deserve friends, he barely deserves comrades.

so he leaves. and he does the jobs he takes well and yes, he’s still hoping he dies but he’s too good at being a shinobi so he keeps living. no matter how accidental.

he has a good fortune by the start of canon time but id like to believe he lives in a cave with a ratty futon and a few shabby changes of clothes. he lives an extremely solitary life but he’s…healed. a little. he’s never forgiven himself, he probably never will, but he’s made some sort of peace with himself and his actions.

meanwhile. the akatsuki is forming. itachi, kisame, sasori, kakazu, pain, konan, zetsu, obito (still in the shadows). almost the whole crew is there, they just need to round out their numbers a little. and who better to approach than missing-nin copy ninja kakashi? pain brings it up first one rainy day in ame. obito, or madara, is meeting with pain, konan, and zetsu and pain brings up kakashi first.

obito chokes out a no, barely hanging onto his madara act. no, he denies vehemently. the mean thought enrages something in him and the thought of having to see kakashi’s beautiful ugly mug more than he already does (because yes, he may be a missing-nin but obito wouldn’t be a stalker if he couldn’t find his prey over and over again) is brain melting and heart stopping in a very very negative way.

of course pain has to ask why, madara has never had such a visceral reaction to suggestion for a recruit.

his pants around his ankles, obito has to scramble for an excuse and it’s a little more elegant than “he’s not evil enough”. obito shuts the conversation down then and there, deciding to come back to it at a later date when he can be prepared for his ex-teammate’s name to be brought up again.

for the next three years, any time they’re low on numbers, kakashi’s name comes up and obito always struggles to react normally and his answer is always some iteration of “he’s not evil enough”. so hidan comes up with the brilliant idea to force him to be evil, similar to how they forced deidara to join the akatsuki.

obito, failing to come up with counter arguments and running out of excuses, concedes. pain, during their monthly meetings where tobi is madara, is pleased. he suggests sending itachi to fetch him, since they were once anbu together and seeing a familiar face may help. obito vetoes this and decides he’ll go get kakashi himself. he’s, of course, seen how being away from the village has affected him. and while he’s entirely competent, he’s almost too competent. and doesn’t do well with surprises.

without further preamble, he kamuis into kakashi’s cave, startling him and causing him to spill his soup everywhere. now, kakashi is very much attack first, talk second at this point in his life. having been away from society for so long has allowed his hatake genes to really take over and he’s become much more uhhh instinct driven.

so once he gets over his initial shock and his initial reaction of ‘kill kill kill’, he freezes. he’s always had a sharp sense of smell but it’s on a different level now and there’s something familiar about this strange ghost man. for someone so ghoulish, he has a scent and it lights a lamp in kakashi’s subconscious.

‘i know you’ kakashi accuses, a snarl rising in his throat. this ghoul man is in his cave, his private space, he wants answers.

‘do you?’ a deep voice asks, sounding surprised and amused.

kakashi weighs his options of arguing with ghost guy or figuring out why the hell ghost guy just…appeared in his cave.

‘i’m here to take you to join the akatsuki’ ghoul man decides for him. kakashi grunts and picks up his overturn bowl.

‘no thanks’ he states, scooping some soup from the pot into his bowl.

‘it’s not an invitation’ the apparition snaps and kakashi pauses. he sniffs towards ghost guy again but he still can’t place the scent to the man.

‘can you please leave? i’m trying to eat my dinner and well…’ kakashi asks (but of course it’s more of demand), pointedly gesturing to his mask.

‘what? no. you’re coming with me,” obito growls, his eye twitching in irritation. after all these years, all his suffering, all he’s learned and how much he’s grown…bakakashi still gets under his fucking skin.

‘i don’t want to’ kakashi pouts, petulance and amusement in his tone.

‘you don’t get a choice’ obito hisses in madara’s voice. it sounds wrong and entirely too much like obito.

‘maa, what do i get out of it?’ hatake drawls, a glint in his eye that tells obito hes enjoying this far too much.

‘nothing. you get nothing except me letting you continue to live your sorry life’ obito snaps back, unable to stop the heat of annoyance racing up his spine.

‘how do you know my life is sorry?’ kakashi taunts loftily, crossing his arms and lifting his nose to the ceiling.

‘for the love of sage’ obito takes kakashi by the arm and warps them into kamui, uncaring if kakashi recognizes the jutsu or not. he just wants him to shut up. he should kill pain for making him do this. he would kill hidan but that fucker can’t fucking die.

‘hey i recognize that foot’ kakashi mutters to himself, eye squinted at the severed foot he warped into the dimension months ago. huh. that’s where the things he disappears go. interesting.

hey wait—

‘i know that look’ obito bites out, letting his facade drop. stupid fucking genius asshole.

kakashi gasps, eyes watering in disbelief. ‘don’t—don’t fucking do that. get it together already. you’re about to meet a bunch of fuckin’ s-ranked missing-nins, you can’t be crying’

obito’s voice is a little awkward this soft, but he’s sincere. he doesn’t know how or why he’s sincere, he hates kakashi. he thinks. he’s not too sure but he hasn’t been…soft…in years. but the sight of kakashi, broken and worn down, has something in him melting just a little.

‘you fucking dickhead’ kakashi croaks, shoving obito’s shoulder. ‘you fucking— fucking asshole! you were dead! you bastard, how could you not come back? how could you not tell me?’

kakashi’s voice is hard and cracking at the edges. it throws obito off entirely. his mouth opens and closes like a limp fish behind tobi’s mask, trying to find the words he should say.

after a few moments of kakashi’s hardened stare, obito finds himself feeling indignant. ‘i never thought you’d care’ he sneers. a lie.

‘you’re not that fucking good at lying still and i’m not dense. you’ve been stalking me. at least since i left the village’ kakashi accuses with a scoff.

‘i run a terrorist organization!’ obito shoots back hotly. ‘excuse me for thinking duty-driven kakashi wouldn’t take his dead sunshine-happy teammate becoming an s-rank criminal well!’ he seethes, finding he isn’t all that angry. this feels familiar.

‘oh please. i’d follow you till the end of the fucking earth’ kakashi spits before his eyes widen in shock, much like obito’s eye does. kakashi drops his full bowl of soup on the floor of kamui and covers his mouth with both hands.

obito makes a noise in the back of his throat, ‘don’t—‘ and then he’s ripping his mask off and pulling kakashi’s hands away from his face and tugging him close. lips to mask, he doesn’t care, he kisses kakashi fervently.

he tastes kakashi through the clothe of his mask, moaning at the way kakashi moans against him, the way kakashi’s fingers find themselves in obito’s hair. when they finally pull away, obito manages a please smile, cheeks bright red and pupil blown, ‘don’t follow me. walk with me.’

kakashi rolls his eyes and pulls him in for another kiss. ‘told you i knew you’ he whispers against obito’s lips, before nuzzling his face into obito’s neck, scenting him, marking him.

———

AHEM ANYWAY:

i think kakashi’s hair would be grown out, similar to how obito’s hair was during cave life with old ass madara. his already long canines would grow, and he’d be super in touch with nature. i think he’d be able to communicate with animals similar to how juugo is. basically, once away from the village and society, he becomes a lot more hatake-ish. just. kakashi growling and snarling snurfing at any akatsuki member that isn’t obito. or itachi. he’ll accept kisame eventually too, but that’s it. everyone else he does not talk to, only growls at.

[xpastelsweetsx]

Genuinely why doesn’t dropout (college humor) do sketch comedy anymore?? Like as someone who’s watched them for abt 8 years I LOVE their stuff so much now but also I miss their sketches?? They were fun funky fresh and functional- just like whyd they stop full send??

[roeiswriting]

Can’t tell if they’d love each other or be the most fabulous mortal enemies

[marlinspirkhall]

The Doctor Who movie tried to no-homo thoschei by making them brothers, and in response, the public turned on them and cried out for yaoi

[books-are-bigger-on-the-inside]

[Intro]: Maple Street, U.S.A. Late summer. A tree-lined little world of front porch gliders, barbecues, the laughter of children, and the bell of an ice cream vendor. At the sound of the roar and the flash of light, it will be precisely 6:43 P.M. on Maple Street. This is Maple Street on a late Saturday afternoon. Maple Street in the last calm and reflective moment - before the monsters came. [Outro]: The tools of conquest do not necessarily come with bombs and explosions and fallout. There are weapons that are simply thoughts, attitudes, prejudices to be found only in the minds of men. For the record, prejudices can kill, and suspicion can destroy, and a thoughtless frightened search for a scapegoat has a fallout all of its own for the children, and the children yet unborn. And the pity of it is that these things cannot be confined to the Twilight Zone.

--"The Monsters are Due on Maple Street", The Twilight Zone

[nokingsonlyfooles]

Art's Done!

I've been calling them the ND Avengers in NDA in my head, and it finally made it into my notes the other day, so I just made it official. They're like the CIA! But with chaos instead of buerocracy!

Apart from Abbey Road, I think this is the first art I've done where they look like their real designs and are in colour. I like it right now, but give me a few more years to play with this style (and some new glasses) and it'll probably embarrass the hell out of me.

Hmm, it already occurs to me I didn't make a version of the General's glasses without the shine - like I have for Milo. I think I know why, (Milo's glasses shine layer is called "scary shiny"😉) but I dunno if I want to keep it like that.

And one more freak (save the one I'm leaving out for the sake of a gag).

Mordecai CLEARLY does not belong where he is, but there was no way to keep him away.

He'll be fine! He's.... fine.

Woo! And now it's time to store up illustrations in advance for if/when I get eye surgery! I'll find out Thursday if I'm still a good candidate for it. Fingers crossed for better vision and no complications, folks, I can't afford to hire someone to do this for me and I will NOT generate illustrations with AI. I will steal from the Public Domain with impunity, but that's not stealing! (That I am aware of. If someone starts putting AI art in the Public Domain and I use it without catching it, I'm gonna cry.)

[zebratoys]

18 attributes and principles that are commonly found in Sacred Geometry Art: ► Harmonious synergetic flow of energy ► Divine dazzling proportional ratios and structures ► Encoded with precise mathematical equations ► Reoccurring of evenly spaced compositions ► Magnetizing soothing effect ► Cosmic spiritual symbolic significance ► Assortment of mesmerizing diverse forms ► Symmetrical geometric shapes and patterns ► Endless celestial diverse combinations ► Generates meditative therapeutic beams ► Encompasses beauty and flawless aesthetics ► Blurs the boundaries between the divine and tangible matter ► Elevates healing, interconnectedness and unity ► Majestically endows holistic frequencies of mystical wisdom ► Glows with galactic sacred dimensions ► Ignites a boundless and timeless state of being ► Empowers a state of tranquility and Oneness ► Illuminates creation’s manifestations of universal intelligence

[chipped-chimera]

WHY ARE THERE SO MANY BABES ON MY DASH I CAN ONLY BE SO GAY-

Oh right. FemV Friday.

[sailermoon]

maybe he just slept in there

[ascended4444]

Wisdom, the new currency

Dear humanity, this is a message from the future. The world is divided in 2 big categories: those who are awakening and those who are still resisting, but might awaken. Everything is purpusely arranged for you now, so that you can fulfill your mission. No more confusion, no more fear. The New World is home to all timelines and souls. If you can’t yet process that, please keep your heart open. The rest will follow. Know that the worst has passed, know that lightworkers are taking over. Know that it is all destined. If you made it this far, fully acknowledge that you are here for a reason. Know that your souls has agreed to this before coming down. You are Light. You are Love. Breath that in. You made it.

[nerdyfangirlingbooks]

You know what my favourite part of the timeless child nonsense is?

The time lords got the ability to regenerate by exploiting a random child they found right?

But river was a time lord just because she was conceived in the time vortex (no child exploitation required!)

So in theory the time lords fully could have just been fucking in their tardises but instead decided to abuse the hell out of this one kid, for the exact same result

[sherdnerd]

Timeless children vs bigeneration is a good case study of how to break Doctor Who continuity and how not to. Bigeneration is a weird thing that happened to the doctor one day out of the blue, and served a narrative function of giving a nice ending to David Tennant and letting Ncuti hang out with his predecessor for a while

Timeless children... didn't do anything narratively. Like at all. Now they're space jesus from another dimension. How does this affect things? Functionally, not at all. It just changes their backstory for funsies.

So remember folks, break the lore in a way that makes weird fun stuff happen and to give satisfying resolutions to your characters, don't just toss a grenade at the backstory for no reason

welcome to doctor who, continuity is fake

no, like, seriously, there's no show bible. there's no meticulous plan that someone plotted out from the beginning. it's a soup, everyone's been adding bits to it as we go along

the doctor's an alien? sure! and can regenerate? huh! from the planet gallifrey? okay! his species are called time lords? maybe! there's only been so many of them, except when there's more. gallifrey is one thing and then it's another. and that's just the doctor's continuity!

the problem i had with the timeless children wasn't that it was established, it's that chibnall didn't really end up doing anything interesting with it. i'm always down for adding new plot points and canon that'll piss off fanboys generally, and ian levine specifically! but i don't want them to just be thrown in for no reason

so this new bigeneration thing...sure! why not? i think it's interesting to establish that the doctor spends however many years getting over their trauma with donna and her family. it's silly, but like...*gestures to all of doctor who canon*

[rhythmicreverie]

A character, once ordinary, found themselves in the midst of a time-bending dance. In past and future, they traversed dimensions, seeking their heart's desire. As old met new, their soul blossomed, transforming them into a timeless being.

[jadeannbyrne]

Jade Ann Byrne Tyme Myge Pyrtal Across Dimensions & Prospectives: The Past Lives of 1809 Jade Ann Byrne

Jade Ann Byrne a timeless figure existing across dimensions and realities. Jade Ann Byrne Tyme Myge Pyrtal Across Dimensions & Perspectives: The Past Lives of 1806m Jade Ann Byrne In the ethereal folds of time and space, where dimensions intertwine and realities converge, there exists an entity both singular and plural—a nexus of existence known as Jade Ann Byrne. Through the Tyme Myge Pyrtal,…

[books-are-bigger-on-the-inside]

[Intro]: Millicent Barnes, age twenty-five, young woman waiting for a bus on a rainy November night. Not a very imaginative type is Miss Barnes, not given to undue anxiety or fears, or, for that matter, even the most temporal flights of fancy. Like most career women, she has a generic classification as a "girl with a head on her shoulders." All of which is mentioned now because, in just a moment, the head on Miss Barnes' shoulders will be put to a test. Circumstances will assault her sense of reality and a chain of nightmares will put her sanity on a block. Millicent Barnes, who, in one minute, will wonder if she's going mad. [Outro]: Obscure metaphysical explanation to cover a phenomenon, reasons dredged out of the shadows to explain away that which cannot be explained. Call it parallel planes or just insanity. Whatever it is, you find it in the Twilight Zone.

--"Mirror Image", The Twilight Zone [inspires the movie "Us"]

[nyc-looks]

Jayhloe, 25

“I’m wearing wore MACKIN by @haialexandraa. What inspired my style was the theme of the Bad Binch Tong Tong show. I wanted to highlight dimension by incorporating it into my outfit. The idea of blending something timeless with the grandeur of a cathedral fascinated me, so I combined these elements along so with my designer to create a look that felt both eternal and architectural.”

Sep 7, 2024 ∙ Midtown