#time travel flashbacks

[ibrithir-was-here]

Second time trying to post this, don’t know why it wasn’t showing up before :/

Part 5 Quincey Harker Time Travel AU

Part 4

Part 6

(Part 1 here)

[deebrisbyfish]

In thinking about the upcoming new year, I was also thinking about how they really do seem to zip by faster and faster the further along we go. Especially from when were were still in school. I don't often draw "pre-transition me", but to do childhood flashbacks, It's kinda a must. Admittedly, the "bucket-hat" era of my youth was a little later than grade school, but it happened. I tried HATS for a while as ways to establish anything as an identity other than what I already had figured out, but that's a story in and of itself. ;)

[spleenthecat]

GOD DAMNIT I WAS WATCHING GRAVITY FALLS WITH MY AUNT (WHO HAS NOT WATCHED GRAVITY FALLS) AND I ACCIDENTALLY CALLED STAN STANLEY I TOLD MYSELF NOT TO FUCKING DO THAT

[strawberrybyers]

we already know season 5 opens up with a scene of will singing when he was in the upside down so learning what happened during will’s time down there is a given, BUT the question is does will go back to the upside down??? and despite knowing that just because an actor is on set when they are filming a particular scene doesn’t mean said actor is in the scene, BUT it makes so much sense for will to go back to the upside down.

will byers going back to the upside down truthers rise!! byler kiss in the upside down truthers rise!! this picture is confirmation for me so thank you duffers!!

[blvcklizard]

He's so babygirl (a 26 y o mass murderer)

[satsuha]

[whenuwishuponastar]

I'm drawing a perryshmirtz Wonka!AU and I'm having so much fun omg (they're both humans)

(details of the AU on the tags)

[charliespringverse]

I catch a glimpse of Lister grinning at me, a soft smile, one that reminds me of years ago, back when this was all new and exciting and fun, back when we really were children. Then he yanks the cape and skips away.

forever one of my favourite moments (thank you thursday)

i love how such a brief interaction manages to capture the running themes of distance/proximity, growing up, and magic so easily

[unnamed-atlas]

Cub says "oh I want to build giant crystals in my base". 27 dead 500 injured

[nullsleepy]

RE-RE-REPEAT THAT, for me?

“A hundred? One thousand? A million? How many lives will it take for Marinette to go insane? Personally, she thinks she officially went insane during her 35th time, but she’s still kicking!

But wait… something is different this time? After this many times reliving the past, Marinette is certain this wasn’t supposed to happen. No. She’s certain of it. Who are-?”

Chapter 1: Greeeeeeen

Ao3

“ADRIEN!” A hoarse, painful scream rang out as the boy turned to her, giving the small girl a bitter smile. His eyes shared a feeling of hopelessness with the girl as he stepped back, right into a ravine of complete and utter darkness. Tears streamed down the girl’s face as she watched her world, in shades of black and white, disappear.

“This is your loss, Ladybug.” The ear screeching, headache inducing voice taunted her from behind as she crawled forward to the ravine, reaching her hand out to nothing. “But you know that, don’t you?”

She didn’t respond, crying her voice out to the darkness, unable to do anything but hope it was all a dream- a nightmare beyond any nightmare she ever had.

“It’s a pity, but this is goodbye.” A small weight found itself on her back, pushing her closer to the ravine. She couldn’t find it in herself to resist.

“Adrien…” She mumbled one last time as she clutched her chest, the weight kicking her over the edge and into the ravine- into the darkness. Tears and blood flew off her face as she felt nothing, once again.

Once again.

Nothing.

Again.

————-

Marinette’s eyes fluttered open as her hand shot out to turn off her phone. A groan escaped her lips as she checked the date, one she knew very well.

September 2, 2045

The date burned itself into her eyes, taunting her. Her least favorite day of this year, her reset day. The day school started, the day she met Adrien and Alya, and the day it all began. Her senior year. The terminale.

Marinette shrugged out of bed, grabbing some nearby clothes and found her way to the bathroom. She let out a sigh as she stared at herself in the mirror, noticing her bright, freckled skin that stood without many blemishes, her blue eyes that sang stories of innocence, and her forever unchanging height of 5'4. Perfect.

Her hand stung as she put it under the burning water of the shower, but she bit back the pain and headed into the bath. She watched her porcelain skin turn red and angry as she stood underneath the shower head. She barely had it in herself to wash her hair and body before slugging out of the shower. She collapsed onto the ground, hugging herself as her skin screamed in pain.

“Are you alright, Marinette?” Her mother’s sweet voice rang into the room as Marinette cried. They would go to doctors, therapists, and hospitals to find out what’s wrong with her. None of them would give the right answer.

“Are you alright, Marinette?” Her mother’s sweet voice rang into the room after giving a small knock on the door.

“Just fine, maman!” Marinette responded, voice just as sweet and kind as it was any other day. Her mother could feel the smile in the girl’s voice.

“Alright then, dear. Check on your papa for me before you head out. He has a surprise for you!” Marinette listened to her mom’s footsteps leave before hesitantly standing up, tugging on her clothes. The red had begun to fade from her skin as she stood there, looking in the mirror.

A small bluenette stood in the mirror in front of her, wearing a short sleeved, stylish white top underneath a pink dress with a built-in apron and bow. She put on some plain stalkings before putting her hair in its signature pigtails. She then grabbed a small locket and slid it over her head. She gave the image a small smile before dropping all emotion from her face.

Why was this all so hard? Why did she have to do this all again? Marinette leaned against the door, just breathing as she pondered her difficult life- lives. All of her miserable, unfortunate lives.

Her hand reached for the doorknob as she began to hear commotion in the bakery below, signaling its life. She forced on a smile before leaving the bathroom and heading downstairs.

“Papa!” Marinette grinned as she saw her father kneading some dough, before he turned towards her and wrapped her in a hug.

“No, I don’t know what’s wrong with her. She just- she woke up and hasn’t moved since. Please, save my daughter.”

“Marinette!” Tom picked her up, twirling her around. “How’s my big girl today? It’s your final year! Aren’t you excited?”

“As ever! But maman said you have a surprise for me?” One for me to squish when I save an old man.

“Of course, of course! Here you go, dear. Make some new friends, you hear me?” He smiled at her as he gave her a box of macarons before going to wash his hands. “Make me proud!”

“Of course, Papa! Love you both!” Marinette raced out of the bakery, before stopping, looking around her. She quickly found Fu and pushed him out of the way of a moving car.

“Oh gosh! I’m sorry- but you were about to be run over!” Marinette helped the man up, looking at him with concerned eyes.

“It’s fine, young lady. Thank you.” He gave her a small smile before disappearing in the crowd, but not before Marinette felt a weight be added to her bag. Kwami secured.

Marinette quickly checked her phone, 8:26 on the dot. 4 minutes to get to school, just like every other time. Marinette stuffed her phone back into her bag, making her way across the street and up the stairs leading to her school.

“I’m late, I’m late- oh Kwami I’m late!” Marinette made sure the people around her heard her cries as she made her way to the classroom.

“I’m sorry Miss Bustier! There was a-” Marinette was bent over, catching her breath as she looked up and noticed she wasn’t there. But she was always there?

Suddenly, Marinette’s expression fell as she looked around the room, not seeing her teacher among the groups of students. Her eyes landed back on the door as suddenly-

Blue met Green.

Notes: IF ANYONE HAS ANY IDEA FOR LITERALLY ANY BIT OF THIS FIC, PLEASEEEEEE TELL ME! I WROTE IT OUT OF BOREDOM AND NOW IT EXISTS! 😭😭😭 But seriously, any ideas or comments are appreciated. Thank you!

[andthenlightningstrikes]

walking around santo domingo colonial at night

[whenthegoldrays]

So the more I tinker with Hardwick House, the more I feel that the story I want to tell doesn’t really lend itself to the novel format? I’m trying to tell a more episodic story, little moments all coming together to form a big picture, so I feel that it’d work best as a tv show or a webtoon or perhaps a series of graphic novels or novellas.

(A webtoon or graphic novel series actually sounds amazing, but that involves, you know, artistic skills which I don’t have 😅)

[fortune-maiden]

Finished Link Click Season 2!!

I still think it's not as good as Season 1 and the pacing has issues, and there is just too much focus on characters who are not our main three but I still adore the plot and the cliffhangers and especially what we learn about Lu Guang in the very final episode.

THERE'S THAT TWIST THAT GOT ME HOOKED ON THE SERIES :D

SEASON 3 WHEN!

[neuroticbookworm]

I'm not gonna lie, this scene

took me back to this scene

which is a canary-in-the-coalmine signal in my books.

Egoistical fathers don't have a change of heart in a matter of minutes. Docile wives don't become rebellious at a drop of a dime.

Most of these shows tend to get the pain and suffering inflicted on the characters due to familial trauma extremely right, but can never seem to achieve a satisfying yet relatable healing journey for them. And the ones that get it right end up on the top of the genre and become milestones in the media landscape.

[this-acuteneurosis]

Haunting

Padmé looks back on her life and choices and remembers things that will never truly leave her. She suspects this is how Leia feels, all of the time.

[a-wisebear]

i respect the x-men cause they took a look at all the time travel/de-aging au's and went hey, look at my version of that