#vortex manipulator

[doctorwhoisadhd]

i like how 10 disables the vortex manipulator repeatedly as if 1) jack hasnt ALREADY lived through the entire 20th century where every single previous doctor ever is, 2) as if torchwood doesnt have a whole lot of even MORE dangerous alien technology just. LYING AROUND, and 3) as if there werent FOUR different jacks just in 1941 ALONE

[charlie-artlie]

[foolishlyzephyrus]

“cheap and nasty time travel” with the vortex manipulators is my fav ongoing bit

[hellaverse-critical-confessions]

I told my dad about stolas and helluva boss and stuff (he watched some episodes himself too) and now he wants to use stolas as an example to explain to my aunt and other women he knows in his life how guys can appear as the most charming people and be nice to you but can actually screw you over

Which episodes of HB would you recommend for him to show them?

...I am not sure how to answer this one, honestly?

Both because I wouldn't really call Helluva Boss peak educational material and because I haven't actually been keeping up with the show. I watched S1 and some early S2 episodes, and now I watched Ghost-effers, but the most egregious Stolitz ones I've actually missed out on (Full Moon, Apology Tour). I'll let followers / tag perusers who've been paying closer attention to the canon material give their own tips to Anon.

[queenlua]

someday i really need to clean up & post that WIP that is allegedly Three Houses fanfic but in reality is just 10k words of me dunking on the worst New Year's party i ever attended (it was comprised almost entirely of Bridgewater employees)

[hannahmanderr]

Vortex and Lance Thunder for the ask game.

(affectionately calling this friendship Weather Report)

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"So do we have a deal? Because if not, I've got this Fenton... soup thingy and I'm not afraid to use it!"

Vortex simply glanced at the thermos in the trembling human's hand and yawned. The sound of his yawn echoed of the low rumblings of a summer thunderstorm. "Pleassssee. As if that... lowly devicccee could hold me a second time."

Lance's quivering intensified in tandem with the static in the air, but he steeled his jaw and kept the thermos firmly trained on the ghost. "Oh yeah? W-well, if it doesn't, then I'll just have to call Phantom to come take care of you!"

The clouds that formed Vortex's eyebrows arched upward. "The ghossst boy?" Like the child Prince didn't have enough to deal with, given those pesky Observants and their agendas. Not that Vortex would ever admit it, but young Phantom's power and spunky attitude had impressed him from the start. He'd never be... ugh, friends with the Prince, of course.

But did he really want to run the risk of ending up on his bad side again?

A gale-force breeze ruffled Lance's perfectly manicured hair as Vortex sighed. "And what would you have me... do again?" the ghost asked, still with an air of boredom.

"All you gotta do is tell me what the weather's gonna be." Lance hoped he didn't sound near as terrified as he felt. "I don't care what you do, as long as you don't tip off Phantom or - or the Fentons, or the hunter girl, or anyone! And not make some storm that ends up destroying the town or anything. That too."

Vortex put a hand to his chin. "A blank... canvassss, you say?" The idea certainly was tempting, even with the human's restrictions. "And... what would be in it for you?"

"A job," Lance replied immediately. "There's an opening out in Milwaukee. If I can impress them with my accurate weather 'predictions,' then they'll definitely hire me, and I can finally get out of this town for good! No more getting sent out into the field for ghost reports, no more getting my hair ruined by ghosts, no more nearly getting run over by the Fentons!"

"I do not know what a 'walkie' is or what milling has to do with it, but what would I get... onccce you obtain this job?"

Lance faltered. The idea of finally getting out of this ghost-ridden town had sent him into such an eager tizzy, the aftermath was something he hadn't considered.

And if he did get the job and went to Milwaukee only to start failing in his predictions...

He pinched his eyes shut and lowered the thermos. "I... suppose you could... come with me... but only if you agree to help me!" Carefully, he peeled one eye open the tiniest bit. "So... will you?"

Vortex hummed before bending down to the human's eye level. When he flashed a grin of wickedly sharp teeth at Lance, lightning crackled across his face. "Conssssider it a deal, human!"

[lighttrls]

shoutout the doctor’s ability to take things that travel by disappearing and reappearing and make them fly through the sky

[thenamesallison]

@impossibleormerelyfantastic

"You owe me." The growl in her voice was unusual, nearly unnatural, but it matched the visceral stare she had fixed on Dr. Stephen Strange. "You knew Tony was going to snap his fingers, but you didn't try at all to save him after he did. All of your magic, all of your protector of our reality bullshit, and you let him die! You didn't even have the decency to warn us. So, you owe me."

Despite her own commitment to her agenda, Ally was still surprised when Dr. Strange acquiesced. "If it will help you find closure, fine." He listed rules as he strapped what looked like a golden watch to her wrist. Instead of the time, it showed a digital map, hexagons connected by varying lines. "The hexagon highlighted in blue is the universe you are currently in. Once you leave this universe it will be in green. Always come back to green. While you're...elsewhere, try your best not to talk to anyone. You don't belong in these universes, and there's a strong chance a different version of you already exists. And don't stay for more than forty-eight hours at a time. You don't belong there. The longer you stay the more risk you place on the walls of the universe. Got it?"

Ally tore her eyes away from the watch and nodded. "I just want to see him. I want to see him in one universe where he's okay."

Strange just looked at her sadly. "Forty-eight hours. If you don't come back, I'll have to come get you."

"I don't need a babysitter." Ally used the dial on the side of the watch to set her destination. "See you later." She clicked the dial in and popped away.

It turned out that Tony's death was a fairly common occurrence throughout the multiverse. Ally lost count of how many dimensions she popped into where their Tony was gone. In some, he was never even born. When she popped into another new universe, 616 the watch said, her confidence was at an all time low. She found herself on a rooftop in Midtown, a slight drizzle dampening her hair.

"Great. That's what I needed." She walked toward the edge, taking stock of this version of New York. It didn't look too dissimilar to hers; there were some skyscrapers she didn't recognize, but one--"Aw, they still have the Tower. Lucky."

Taking off, Ally headed for Avengers Tower, large and imposing, a familiar sight she missed in the skyline back home. It was still there, sure, but it wasn't the same since Tony sold it. She landed across the street in an alleyway, walking out onto the sidewalk as if she wasn't just flying high above it. As she got closer to the crosswalk, there was a large whoosh and a gust of wind; Ally just managed to look up to see a streak of red and gold racing up the Tower's exterior to the landing pad several stories above them. Her eyes watered, and, before she realized what she was doing, she shot up into the sky, following him.

She hovered in the air, watching as he landed, as his helmet came off, and the rapid beating of her heart stuttered as she saw his face. "Who the hell is that?"

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

babe. none of your lovers are even here like. let it go

[bogwaterrr]

Somebody give me ideas im finally gonna write the crossover hicsqueak and jennyvastra fic ive been putting off writing

[lilacerull0]

amy's first trip in the tardis being like... all this love you have for the world is finally welcomed with open arms... you love the world and the world is letting you love it

[doctorwhoisadhd]

aw andy is the sweetest guy on the earth

[carbondated]

❝ W-what!? ❞ She spluttered, half expecting it to be a joke. There was only one person in the universe who could rattle her steely nerve. Just one .. Her mother. ❝ Amy I am three times your age, you can't ground me ! ❞ 

@b4didea 🩷´d

[twoheartsandatardis]

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[allcheers-allfears]

Self indulgent episode I'd love RTD to do on his 2nd run: The Doctor travels back to 2007/8 Cardiff and bumps into Torchwood - like just straight up an excuse to bring the whole cast and team back and have another adventure. I'd imagine it reminiscent of The School Reunion in terms of vibes and depending on pre or post TYTKW maybe some Ianto & Doc angst as well as obvious Gwen & companion bonding. Maybe one of them(Tosh) would get offered to travel with them(Doc and companion) but of course they would refuse bc Torchwood Family™. Just think that it would be so nostalgic and I would love it. 2000s vibes, RTD vibes, *chefs kiss*

[doolallymagpie]

me? making “time travel arc” minis of my silly little character with little more in common with her randomly-generated XCOM:EW namesake than that name and phenomenal psionic power? it’s more likely than you think