timeshifted

new Gravity Falls AU idea??

what if Dipper and Mabel accidentally end up back in time when Stan and Ford were just teenagers? bonus points for them going back to the day of, before, or after Ford’s project gets messed up and Stan gets kicked out

like, what if they stop Stan before he hits the table Ford’s machine is on? what if someone else messes up the machine (Bill??)? What if Ford still assumes it was Stan because of the toffee peanuts bag? but this time the twins are there to confirm Stan’s innocence. Maybe Dipper and Mabel get to Ford before he accuses Stan and things go downhill?

idk this AU idea started out cute but it got dramatic real fast haha

anonymous asked:

I liked Erwin, but we're in a new arc and it's not about Erwin anymore? It bothers me to see people so hurt and others acting entitled to basically shout in the general tags. Like after every other arc the characters have to move on and it's not personal. Like after Kenny died at the end of that arc, we don't see him brought up again either, so I'm not sure why Erwin fans have to be so bent out of shape with things progressing. It's what Erwin would want anyway, for them to succeed.

Well, anon I’ve said before that telling people to move on is rarely helpful, however you’ve asked a question so it’s only polite to answer it.

It’s interesting that you’ve brought Kenny up as he presents a very good point of comparison.  In the grand scheme of things Kenny was a relatively minor character who played a pivotal role in the plot.  Without Kenny there would be no serum and we’d know nothing about Levi’s past, and it’s through Kenny that we learn about Uri Reiss and the Ackerbond. So why does nobody bring Kenny up any more?  Well Kenny was always a bit of a shadowy character.  Even Levi wasn’t sure of his true identity until the moment before his death.  Also pretty much everyone that Kenny was allied to was dead by the end of the Uprising Arc; the Reisses, his squad, the Central Military Police was dissolved and the whole regime changed.  So it’s hardly surprising in a way that there is no one to remember him.  The only one you might expect to remember Kenny is Levi. And you know what? He does.  When he’s faced with that impossible choice on the roof top of Shiganshina, it’s Kenny he thinks of.

Erwin however is a rather different case in point. Erwin has interacted with and directly influenced almost every single character in the series.  It was Erwin’s actions that put Historia on the throne, Erwin who brought Levi into the military, Erwin who appointed Hanji as his successor, Erwin who saved Eren’s life several times over.   Also without Erwin’s plan, without his sacrifice, the surviving characters would never have made it to the basement, never have found Grisha’s diaries, etc, etc. You can see where I’m going with this. It’s the fact that Erwin has always been so central to the plot and the development of the others character arcs that makes it odd that he’s been brushed aside with so little thought.  

I get that this is a new arc, but if the plot had followed any kind of logical progression I would have expected some kind of fallout from the annihilation of the Survey Corps, the death of the Commander, and the revelation that his theories about the titans were right all along.  The timeshift has robbed us of all that. I can appreciate that the story is no longer about Erwin, but the story and most of the characters in it wouldn’t have reached this point without Erwin, so you might expect some recognition of that? Or maybe not.  Maybe another mind wipe happened at some point during the timeshift. Who knows?

One point I certainly do agree with you on is that Erwin would have wanted to see everyone succeed.  I’m just not sure if they have yet…

Five minute ficlet

I’m currently absolutely enraged with a doctor (like… my in-charge knows to keep him away from me when he gets here or there will be blood). So we are going to the mirrorverse where I can make Bones a horrible person so I can take my doctor rage out on someone…

“No!” You barely controlled your volume as you threw down your tricorder. “No, I will not!”

“Y/N, just, please,” Jim begged. “I know it’s not Bones but he has to think you’re the mirror version of you or it’s going to blow our cover. And then we might never get back to our timeline.”

“You owe me, Jim Kirk.” The uniform was bad enough and now Jim wanted you to act all seductive with a man who was clearly the evil version of your superior. You adjusted the top, not that it made any difference. You felt like you were all midriff and cleavage. And the skirt was even shorter than your regulation uniform, if that was possible. You tried to tuck some of your breast down further into the top and Jim had to bite his lip.

“I think that much is supposed to show, Y/N. it was made for the mirror you, she’s exactly your size.” You could tell he was having a hard time not laughing. And he wasn’t even bothering to not ogle you.

“I hate you,” you muttered. One deep breath and you felt like the damn thing would split at the seams. He grinned.

“You’re beautiful, Y/N,” he praised. “Now go seduce Bones so we can get out of here.”

“Thank god it isn’t actually Bones!” You hissed as you squared carefully to retrieve the tricorder you’d dropped on the floor. “He would never let me live this down.”

“I think he’d love it,” Jim countered. “It’s not really any secret that he’s fond of you.”

“Fond like a brother, not a… a…” you stumbled for the word, “purveyor of fleshy delights!”

Jim slammed his hand over his mouth to try to cover the laugh that was bubbling out of him. You turned, your ridiculously high ponytail swaying as you went.

XXX

The turbolift doors opened and you stepped into MedBay, looking for your target. This Bones looked darker. More brooding. And definitely more dangerous. You drew in a strengthening breath and strode toward him, faking the level of confidence it must take to wear the scant uniform you were in. Bones looked up and a slow smirk spread across his face.

“I thought I told you the next time you came in here, you’d better be prepared for the consequences.” He stepped toward you, and quirked an eyebrow. You felt goosebumps rising in your arms. He noticed them, and ran a warm hand down from your shoulder to your wrist.

“Now -”

“You aren’t usually nervous, Y/N,” he smiled. “I like it.”

He led you into his office and you bit your lip, accidentally tearing the skin and causing it to bleed. “Leonard -” you started.

“Role play,” he grinned. “I like that too. Are you my nervous new nurse, scared you’ve angered your doctor?” He pulled you hard against him and your heart rate sped up. You had never been this closely in contact with the Leonard in your timeline. This Leonard was hot and hard everywhere his body touched you. Not knowing what else to do, you nodded. His hand came up to your lip, and he smeared the blood away with his thumb before leaning in to kiss you. What the hell was taking Jim so long? You fought against the sensations the kiss brought to the surface and allowed his skillful assault to continue.

Finally, Jim burst into the office, and you pulled away, flushed and breathless.

“Now, Y/N!” He grabbed your arm and tugged you away from Bones. You stumbled toward Jim and quickly followed as he dragged you toward the transporter room. “We got the device we need to make the timeshift, Scotty is standing by!”

Bones made one valiant reach for you, and you sent a wild kick at him, connecting with him in the hottest, hardest part of his body that you’d felt. He crumpled and you allowed Jim to drag you down the hall.

You just made it to the transporter pad when the mirror Bones came around the corner and tried to stop the teleport, but the gold waves faded the image of his angry face and replaced him with the Bones you knew, standing at the console, looking sick with worry.

“Dammit Jim!” He exclaimed “you damn near lost my best nurse and -” he stopped dead, staring at you. “What the hell is she wearing?”

You cringed and tried to cover your bust with one hand and bare tummy with the other as you nodded to Jim and ran out. “I’ll debrief with you later, Captain. I’m going to get into something warmer!”

You left both Bones and Scotty gaping at you as you ran out of the transporter room and down the hall.

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Shift by Deathsnovice

A Gemsona crossover between Steven Universe and The Legend of Zelda.


Gender: Agender
Pronouns: he/ him/ his
Height: 5’11”
Weapon: The Timeshift Blade. Has the ability to cut and manipulate spacetime. 
Gem Type: Timeshift Stone
Likes: He’s very young, for a Gem, and very curious, so he likes to explore and try new things out. 
Dislikes: After being left in solitude for so long in the Lanayru Mining Facility, he’s absolutley terrified of being left alone. 
Hobbies: Pressing flowers, adventuring, and writing
Talents/Skills: He has developed a very warrior-like fighting style that other opponents find challenging to predict. His timeshift abilities allow him to basically teleport wherever he needs to go by tearing through space.
Personality: Very childish at heart, and loves being around his friends. He’s very in tune with nature and can find beauty in almost everything and everyone, which may also be his character flaw.
Fusion Preference: He has no idea what that is ~ 

Stormy Seduction

Here’s a continuation from my last timeshift for Klaroline AU Week, which can be found here


Caroline tilted her head back and drained the goblet down to the dregs, some of the wine trickled down her chin and she wiped it away with her hand.

Before her, the bonfire roared proudly, the wood bursting from the heat and the sparks flying up into the night sky.

The star studded night sky.

How many times had she looked up at those stars and found comfort in the fact that if nothing else, being able to see them was breath-taking?

Too many nights to count.

And she would have traded every moment, every memory of those stars to be nine hundred years away, in a world of light pollution, of smog, one or two visible stars at night and her family and friends around her.

But no matter how hard she wished, she always woke up in tenth century Mystic Falls.

Seven hundred years before it would even be called Mystic Falls.

When she had first woken up and found herself staring at long-haired Klaus, she’d assumed it was some kind of trick and been ready to attack him or run away from him until she’d found herself shaking from the cold.

And vampires didn’t feel the cold.

When she’d managed to recover from that shock, she had gone straight to Bonnie’s ancestor and asked her to send her back to the future.

Only to realize that Ayana didn’t speak a single word of modern day English.

Of course, Caroline didn’t speak tenth century Maybe-Danish- Maybe-Norwegian- definitely not Italian or Spanish- either. Nor was there books or even rolls of parchment in the village for her to learn from, because both were too precious and she didn’t even know the alphabet to begin with.

So that had been a massive setback and she’d been stuck trying to learn word by word, picking up objects until someone told her what it was and she tried to remember.

That is, after everyone had stopped being frightened of her.

Turns out, tenth century superstitious people who already had two witches in the village got a little spooked by women falling from the sky, for the first few weeks, the only people who’d been willing to go near her were Klaus and Rebekah- and Rebekah had only gone near her to touch her dress and jewellery.

Neither of which were all that useful to her surrounded by dirt and huts, so she’d given them both to Rebekah and got a woollen dress as trade. Much more practical.

As far as Caroline could figure out, in the beginning, the people had just assumed that when night fell, she would disappear or find somewhere else to sleep, when she’d finally located the hut belonging to Klaus and his family- figured the biggest one in the village and been right- she had been cautiously welcomed in and offered food.

An hour later she’d been throwing it up on the edge of the village.

Twentieth century stomachs weren’t built for tenth century food and the way it was cooked.

She’d been stuck chewing herbs and what few vegetables Esther grew and she’d had to wash them in the Quarry before she could keep them down.

There wasn’t any room to spare with Klaus’ family, so she’d been housed with the chief of the village, an older man who every night had told her stories about his dead wife. Not that she understood any of them, but it was nice to just listen.

At least she thought it was his wife, might have been his son or daughter or maybe even his horse.

The language was really confusing.

And she didn’t always have time to learn it because once Esther had seen that Caroline needed food and clothes to survive, she’d taken her under her wing and tried to teach her the same tasks that every woman in the village had to perform.

She’d had to learn how to grow vegetables and herbs- although she was the only one who ate vegetables the whole year around and not just when meat was scarce. She’d had to learn how to wash and pick wool and how to handle the farm animals that Klaus’ family kept.

She’d also had to learn pretty quickly not to get attached to them, because anything that she named one day she could be expected to kill the next and prepare for eating.

The work was exhausting but sometimes she welcomed it, the callouses on her hands, the strain in her back and the dead sleep she fell into at night.

At least then she didn’t have time to think about how much she missed her friends and family.

And now heartbreakingly lonely she was, how isolated when she could still barely speak more than a few sentences and could only understand people if they spoke very slowly.

She senses someone at her shoulder and turns around to see Rebekah smiling, her hair decorated with vervein and that always made Caroline smirk.

Klaus would have been the one to braid the flowers into his sister’s hair, sitting there patiently and weaving each one carefully into her golden strands. Caroline remembered the first time she had seen him do it, when Rebekah had put on her gold dress and he’d decorated her hair.

Mikael had broken his arm for that.

The third last time he had raised a hand against his step-son.

Caroline looks for him now and sees him sitting with the older men, keeping the left side of his face away from the fire. It was still tender and the scar hurt him badly in the cold.

She looks for Klaus and sees him leaning against the white oak tree, nibbling on some salted meat. His hair falls over his shoulder and he looks so human as he stands there, so innocent and fragile.

She hands Rebekah her cup and slips away from the bonfire, moving into the darkness and into the edge of the field where she’s pretty certain the Grill will be one day.

She hears footsteps behind her and turns to see Klaus having followed her at a distance.

He’d done that a lot when she’d first arrived, trying to figure out what she was, and late at night he would look for her, make sure she was home safe.

He looked at her with worship in his eyes and his hands always trembled when he touched her.

He was in love with her.

And she?

She was just tipsy enough and lonely enough that this seemed like a good idea.

She holds out a hand and he comes forward hesitantly, climbing the slight incline slowly and his eyes search the area, not yet used enough to the idea that he was safe around anyone but his siblings.

When he is close enough, he reaches out and takes her hand, linking their fingers together, their calloused, warm fingers and she tugs him forward, smirking as he bumps into her. His body is hard underneath his tunic and pants and she wraps an arm around his back to keep him against her.

He gasps and she smiles at his innocence before pressing a kiss to his lips, slipping her tongue into his mouth and sliding it against his. Klaus seems stunned but eagerly reciprocates, putting his free hand lightly on her upper arm, his thumb rubbing small circles through her tunic.

When she breaks for air, she wipes some of the spittle from her lips and feels her body growing warmer in spite of the cool autumn night. She puts her hand on his shoulders and pushes, making him fall a step back and frown in confusion, hurt flickering through his eyes at her apparent rejection and she rolls hers in frustration.

She points down to the ground before remembering that gesture wasn’t universal and tries to remember which of the three words for down she wants to use.

She gives up quickly and kneels down on the grass, waving her hand and he finally understands, kneeling down beside her, about to wrap an arm about her shoulder but she pushes him down onto his back.  

This doesn’t need any translation.  

She pushes his tunic up and over his head, baring his chest for her appreciative eyes, and she runs her hands over the bare skin, flicking his left nipple playfully and he hisses at the sensation.

She straddles his waist and works on her own tunic and shift, tossing them aside and letting Klaus’ shaky breath and dart of his tongue across his lips as he sees her breasts go straight to her ego.

She realizes a bit late that she’d have to move to get her pants and shoes off and rolls off him into a sitting position, lifting up her hips to push the fabric down and from the scrambling behind her, she reckons he’s doing the same.

Naked, she’s barely turned back to him when starts kissing her, hungrily, eagerly if not expertly, his hands hovering at her shoulders until she takes them and puts them on her waist.

They fall back to the ground, Klaus not letting his back hitting the earth distracting him from kissing her, breaking only to turn his attention to her neck and she reaches down to take his penis into her hand, stroking her finger along the length and squeezing it gently.

It’s hard before she is even finished, beginning to press against her thigh and she lifts her hips to press a finger to her clit, rubbing it until she’s aroused and she pushes Klaus’ shoulders so he’s lying back down and straddles him, having only one moment of doubt.

It disappears quickly.

Everything that Klaus was going to take from her and her friends nine hundred years from now.

Was it really so bad that she’d take this one thing from him?

No.

She positions herself and sinks down onto him, taking him to the hilt and digging her nails into his hips as she hummed with delight, he wants to thrust quickly but she holds him in place, shaking her head and setting the pace, moving slowly at first, getting used to the feel of him hot and hard inside her. When she wants to move faster, she puts her hands on his chest and quickens her pace, throwing her head back and breathing in the night air as she felt the coiling in her stomach.

Out of nowhere, lightning flashes across the sky and makes them ghosts, dead things joined together for all eternity.

Sweat coats their bodies and grass stains their legs green, Caroline orgasms and her clenching muscles milk Klaus’ climax from him.

Wearily, she lays across his panting chest, her hair tumbling into his face and he carefully tucks the strands behind her ear or across her shoulders. She knows she must be heavy for him, but if she lays in the dirt she’ll have to wash herself properly tonight and she’s already exhausted.

Klaus reaches past her and picks up his tunic, draping it over her body and wrapping his arms around her, he peppers her temple with kisses and his hot breath tickles her skin.

“Caro,” he murmurs in her ear, “Caro…line.”

She smiles at that, her name was difficult to pronounce for the villagers, who’d taken to calling her Karo. He must have practised.

“Niklaus.”


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I think interstellar is so pleasing to us because of its metronomic nature. I feel that the endurance being a clock, having 60 Beats per minute tempo at key points in the soundtrack, and the recurring theme of time really feel natural to us. This movie had me immersed from start to finish! The theme of time, revolutions, and coming “full circle” is another thing we like. I think its just naturally pleasing to the senses. IMAX was an assault on the senses. And that’s how it should be. This is space travel. If anyone can tell me how the fourth gif relates to my blog you’ll get a Digital HD copy of interstellar when it releases. 

Interstellar Appreciation Blog

~Follow Me

Characters: Anthen, Yves

CW: infidelity (between minor chars), self destructive behavior

Summary: Anthen, as Timeshift, runs into a distressed Yves who is trying to talk down a teenage girl from leveling the El Asilo mall. There is yelling, rubble, and an altogether quality time between hostages in a terrifying shopping environment.

rp log

The Day Klaus Met His Wife Without Wearing His Wedding Ring

For Day 4 (Timeshift), squeezing this in just before midnight on the West Coast. 

Wherever he was, it was well decorated. At least Klaus could appreciate the aesthetics of the strange living room he found himself in as he picked himself off the floor and reoriented his head, which felt like it had been run over several times. Where the witches had sent him he had no way of knowing, but already he entertained murder fantasies, planning on taking his time to properly rip every limb of those bloody servants of nature who thought that they were capable of besting him.

Well, they might have bested him this time. He still had no clue where he was.

Klaus was going to find out soon enough though, a door opened nearby and high heels clicked on the polished wood. A woman entered and the first thing he saw was long blonde hair, obscuring her face as she bent over her purse. His mind went first to his sister but it wasn’t Rebekah, he thought next of Camille, but that wasn’t the case. It took a moment before she finally looked up with a bright smile.

God help him, if he was dreaming he never wanted to wake up.

He had to be dreaming, right? That had to be the witches’ game. They’d cursed him to slumber and now he was dreaming of a life where Caroline Forbes walked through the door and right into his arms.

“Hey, you’re back!” she said cheerfully, flashing towards him. “I thought that thing with the Seattle wolves would take all week?”

Klaus had no answer to give her, he was fairly certain he couldn’t tell her his own name. Her words washed over him in a haze, but he could only focus on the soft feel of her hands cupping his jaw and before he could do anything she had pressed her lips to his and Klaus swore that this was a dreamworld he would happily live in for a good long while.

“Klaus, are you okay?” Caroline had pulled back, a concerned frown on her face. “You’re being weird.”

He didn’t even know where to begin trying to explain himself and he searched for an opening line while Caroline just got more and more suspicious, stepping back to look him over. She froze suddenly, before smiling up at him again and  wrapping her arms around his neck, smiling softly.

“Hey Klaus?”

“Yes…love?” It was the only thing he could coherently say.

“Where’s your ring?”

Ring?!

And that was when his world went black.

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maybeifitalk  asked:

Hi! Is there anywhere where you explain the math behind your work? I love it and it's beautiful and I'm a math major in college right now. It would be very interesting to me.

I haven’t explained much so far but I can mention some interesting math concepts I use a lot, (with a quick explanation for non math major)

- sine function
(describes the motion of a simple smooth oscillation, which can be seen as “the more I move away from the center, the more it attracts me, the more I go close, the less it attracts me” https://betterexplained.com/articles/intuitive-understanding-of-sine-waves/) and its parameters : amplitude (the farthest it moves before going back), period (the duration of one oscillation), phase (delay/timeshift)

- linear interpolation
(allows to regularly distribute n numbers between a max and a min value, for example : 5 numbers between 3 and 6 gives 3; 3.75; 4.5; 5.25; 6)

- harmonic oscillations
(describes the way a guitar string vibrates : see the video “Aesthetics of the vibrating string” made a few years ago : https://vimeo.com/87357998 )

- perlin noise
(allows dots to move randomly while keeping close to the previous position and to the neighborhood)

- fractal
(auto-similar structure that is made of parts looking like itself : trees, snowflake, lightening, mountain… https://www.google.com/search?q=fractal+nature&tbm=isch)

- above all, there is this fact that in mathematics, all the fields you can explore are never compartmentalized, that everything’s linked somehow, so there’s always a bridge between two different points, which is something I find beautiful and try to illustrate in my work too

Lightning Love

Day Four of Klaroline AU Week. Timeshift! 


Niklaus watched his big brother worriedly as he lifted his head and sniffed the air,

“The sun was out mere seconds ago.” he points out weakly, giving only the quickest glance upwards as if not gazing too long at the sky would change the future.

There was no such luck.

What had begun as a warm spring day had turned overcast so quickly, the brothers couldn’t even figure out where the dark clouds had come from. 

A wind is picking up now, rustling through the trees and sweeping at their clothes with such strength that they find themselves stepping backwards and planting themselves more assuredly on the ground.

“There is a storm coming, Niklaus,” Finn determines, looking at him apologetically, “We had best be home when it hits." 

Niklaus hated storms. 

Storms meant that the family would all be stuck at home. 

Storms meant that he would be stuck in the house with Mikael, who would find fault with him and then…

His shoulders already slouch, trying to make himself smaller in the hope that he would go unnoticed by his father, who would already be in the foulest mood that the day had been ruined. 

"It is not too cold,” he protests, even as the goosebumps climb up his arms and he begins to shake, “Perhaps I could find shelter in the woods?”

Finn shakes his head and clasps a hand on his back,

“Mother would worry which would make father even angrier,” he says, 

“Come.”

Niklaus cannot disobey his brother but when the thunder rolls across the sky, he turns around to watch the lightening, his heart racing with primal pleasure as it lights up the steel grey clouds.  

Finn is calling him, urging him to follow quickly but Niklaus does not heed him, there is something strange about this storm, something…other. 

Another rumble of thunder, another clash of lightening and another and another. 

Too many, too close together. 

He had never seen such a happening and finds his feet moving towards the ground where the lightening is continuously striking.

His hair is raised, his skin is tingling and his heart is pounding as he nears the quarry, his older brother forgotten as the ground seems to shake beneath his feet, dirt and stones dancing around his boots.

Another strike of lightening on the waterfall and sparks run up and down the water, lost in the foam on the surface which shines like Ayana’s white crystals and he wants to scoop the water into his hands and hold the lightening in his palm.

A roar of thunder, the loudest lightening strike he’s ever heard and Niklaus’ eyes are pulled skyward, watching as the cloud goes blindingly white and then a flash of something out of place.

He blinks hard, rubs his eyes and looks again to the cloud only to find it disappearing, drifting away with its fellows, he looks around for the strange thing he had spotted and catches it again, falling.

Falling straight into the middle of the quarry.

It lands with an enormous splash, causing large waves to race to the shore and he finds the water reaching his ankles, pulling him down into the sand.

“Niklaus,” Finn is behind him, “Come!”

He ignores him once more, “What do you think it was?” he asks, even as he begins pulling off his clothes, his curiosity outweighing his fear.

“I do not know,” his brother answers, “I do not want you to go near it.”

Niklaus kicks off his boots and removes his pants, tossing them onto the bank so that they would not get wet, “I only wish to look,” he says innocently,

“Besides the storm is clearing up, so we need not hurry home.”

It was true, even as they spoke the day was growing lighter and lighter, the sun was just beginning to peak through the last clouds as he dove beneath the surface of the quarry, the water freezing against his skin and he wants immediately to come up for air, still, he swims determinedly towards where the strangeness had landed.

He catches a glimpse of gold and blinks, thinking it was the sunlight filtering into the underwater world of blues, greens and murky blacks before he gets nearer and sees that it is not the sun.

It is a woman.

He stops, moving himself into an upright position and paddling his feet while contemplating what is in front of him.

A woman.

Wrapped in gold.

Her arms stretched towards the sky, her hair floating around her face and he thinks she must be a mermaid before he sees that she has feet.

Cautiously, he floats towards her, craning his head to get a better look, he sees that there are bubbles coming from her nose and her eyes are closed, with only a little fear, he reaches out with his middle finger and touches her bare arm, pulling his hand back and ready to flee if she should prove to be a monster.

Yet she does not respond and he suspects that she might be drowning.

His own chest is starting to ache for air and he desperately wants to breathe in, therefore, he makes an impulsive decision and reaches for the woman’s shoulders just as she sinks past his knees, kicking determinedly until they break the surface.

Gasping, he tilts his head back and takes in deep breaths, feeling dizzy and his ears pounding as he slowly struggles to make it to shore.

There’s several splashes around him and strong hands grip him, lifting both him and the woman up and dragging them until he finds his back against the earth and his brother is leaning over him.

Not his brother Finn, his brother Elijah.

He opens his mouth to speak but coughs, choking on water and he leans onto his side to vomit onto the ground.

Voices reach his ears and he is slowly eased into a sitting position, able to see that the quarry is now filled with people, his family and several villagers, Mikael in the midst of the fray.

He is tucked into a soft embrace and recognizes the scent of his sister, 

“How did you arrive so quickly?” he asks in confusion, watching the woman for as long as possible until she is blocked from sight by people.

Rebekah sniffs and something warm and wet drops onto his scalp, tears, his sister is crying.

“Little brother,” Elijah kneels beside him, reaching over to clasp his shoulder, 

“Finn came running to the village when you failed to emerge from the water, we searched for you tirelessly, how are you not dead?”

Dead?

He chuckles at his siblings needless worry, 

“I was in the water for a few moments,” he assures them, “Barely long enough to wash.”

Elijah falls back onto his heels and frowns, fear clear in his eyes and Niklaus wants to laugh when a ray of sunlight lands across the ground in front of him and he notes the colour.

Red.

Bright red.

His eyes are once again drawn to the sky and terror races through him.
It had been morning when he had dove into the quarry.

How was it that the sun was now setting?

His name is shouted and he is lifted carefully to his feet by Rebekah and Elijah, his knees buckling and he has to lean against them for strength as his mother appears from the forest path, running with her hair streaming behind her and she does not stop until she collides with him, nearly knocking the four of them to the ground as she wraps her arms tightly around him, smothering him with kisses.

“My dear boy, my Niklaus,” she sobs, “Ayana and I must have cast a dozen spells to find you, yet we could not and feared the worst, are you hurt?”

He goes to shake his head and finds that he is exhausted,

“I am tired,” he admits, “And I do not understand what has happened.”

“Esther!”

Mikael stomps over, gives Niklaus a momentary glance before turning to his wife, “Look at what Elijah pulled from the quarry.”

“I pulled her from the quarry,” Niklaus speaks up eagerly,

“I saw her fall from the sky.”

Mikael scoffs and lifts his hand as if to hit him, “Do not be stupid, boy.”

“Father,” Finn had followed him back to his siblings,

“I saw the same happening that Niklaus did, in the midst of the storm, she came from the thunder and lightening,” he turns to their mother, 

“What is she?”

Esther touches Mikael’s arm,

“Send one of the men back to collect Ayana,” she entreats him,

“For perhaps she will know”

With great effort, Niklaus stands on his own two feet and staggers towards the crowd, huddled around the woman. They part to make way for him, whispering suspiciously as he drops to his knees and sees her with clear eyes.

She is beautiful.

Golden hair, pale skin and a beautiful face, her skin is unblemished and her hands are softer than any he has ever seen on a woman grown. She is adorned in gold, yet it must be her shift as it exposed so much of her skin, a necklace of gold around her neck and gold on her ears.

“Is she a fae?” Rebekah asks, worriedly from his shoulder and he shakes his head,

“I think she might be a goddess.”  

He reaches out to touch her, to determine she is alive, when one of the village woman clicks her tongue disapprovingly and he yanks his hand backwards.

“We are here,” Kol announces as he walks into the clearing with Ayana and the villager who had led them. Ayana has a peculiar expression on her face and Niklaus tilts his head in confusion as she approaches.

Yet when Ayana sets her foot at the head of the woman, she wakes with a strangled gasp. Her eyes- blue as Ayana’s special stones- go wide as she hurls into a sitting position and coughs twice before drawing in air.

There is no water in her chest, as there had been in his, therefore, Niklaus is pondering whether or not he had been wrong and she was a mermaid before her face is turned to his and she blinks twice,    

“Klaus?!”
 

5

Soraru and Dasoku for Square Enix’ School of Ragnarok broadcast 6.9.2015 

i might make gifs, later. there’s one part where Soraru laughs and his eyes are half-closed it’s so cute i basically squealed myself to death.

i was drinking and eating chips throughout the broadcast (and crying bc i got kicked so much ww you don’t understand i’ve had this timeshifted for 3 weeks now so my feels are all over the place im so sorry) so i didn’t really get to hear what they talked about specifically (but basically according to the desc. it was a “school” themed broadcast and they had quizzes based on five different classes like Language, Music, Math etc).

Dasoku also pointed out that Soraru was barefoot. He took off his slippers when they were on the table and Soraru was walking barefoot ww

i don't even know what to name this
Amatsuki x Hashiyan x un:c

So I was just ilstening to the COF nama on timeshift and this came up and I couldn’t stop laughing www

Rough Translation, but basically:

Hashiyan: In the middle of the live, Amatsuki was eating this really expensive throat-smoothing candy, and the three of us (Amatsuki, Hashiyan, and un:c) were talking about how everything is going well and stuff. Suddenly, we realized that it was Amatsuki’s turn to perform, but he still had the candy in his mouth, so we were going all like “Ahh this is bad!!” “What should we do??” And after freaking out for a while Amatsuki asked me if I wanted to eat it, so he spit the candy out and handed it to me. Cuz you know, it’s a live, and the tension is just really weird, so I was like, ahh fine. I ate it and started saying things like “Ahh this tastes super good!!” and Amatsuki was going all “Right? Right?” and “Oh it’s my turn to perform, I’m leaving!” And then I turned to un:c and said “This tastes really good!” and un:c went “Ehh really?? What does it taste like?” So I told him, “It can’t be helped~ un:c-chan open your mouth~” Amatsuki handed me the candy, but I’m gonna give it to un:c directly through my mouth. I thought, Amatsuki is definitely gonna laugh really hard at this. So I went “un:c-chan let’s go! let’s go! Ahh!! Ah!!” and we did it – the candy passed from my mouth to un:c’s mouth directly. That was when we heard the sound of the door closing – Amatsuki had already left for the stage. He didn’t even see any of it. So un:c and I suddenly calmed down and we just sat there like what the hell were we doing www

so it occurs to me that there may be some confusion about my two new Gravity Falls AUs, so here’s a summary of each!


Timeshift AU: In this AU, Dipper and Mabel accidentally go back in time to when their Grunkles were teenagers. it can be set before Stan and Ford’s relationship fell, or maybe they go back right as Stan is about to accidentally wreck Ford’s project so it never gets wrecked in the first place (and if it does, it’s not by Stan), or when Stan gets kicked out… this AU could be either really cute or really dramatic. there are a lot of possible interactions with Dipper and Mabel and their teen Grunkles, depending on which situation someone wants to go with this.

Maybe Dipper and Mabel manage to talk to Ford after Stan is kicked out, trying to convince him to go after Stan? Maybe the kids tell Stan and Ford about the future (”Grunkle Stan, you punched a PTERODACTYL FOR ME!! AND YOU FOUGHT OFF A HOARD OF ZOMBIES!” “Great Uncle Ford, you’re so cool! You have these awesome futuristic weapons, and one time we explored an alien space craft!!”) Maybe the kids try to help Stan and Ford understand each other a little? this AU is really flexible and could go in a lot of different directions.


Timetrapped AU: this is basically an AU of the Timestuck AU, where Dipper and Mabel get into a fight, grab the tape measure time travel device, and Mabel accidentally goes back in time and meets mullet!Stan. she then has to convince Stan to take her to Ford so she can fix the tape measure and go back to her own time, while having adventures with and bonding with Stan.

in the Timetrapped AU, however, Mabel AND Dipper both go back in time, Mabel with mullet!Stan and Dipper with super paranoid just-found-out-Bill-is-evil Ford. both kids have no idea where the other is, and Mabel is the one who ended up with the broken tape measure. so she has to convince Stan to take her to Ford’s so Ford can fix the device, while Dipper has to convince Ford that he’s not some spy that Bill made a deal with or possessed. they eventually bond with their Grunkles and have their own adventures, all while freaking out because they don’t know where the other is and the last time they saw each other was when they were having a fight and saying hurtful things to each other, so they’re also feeling really guilty.

Mabel and Stan eventually reach Ford’s. Mabel has no clue that Dipper is there, so when they reunite, it’s full of tackles and hugs and apologies. the idea is that, hopefully, seeing the kid’s relationship could help Stan and Ford repair their own relationship. (especially since Mabel and Dipper had a fight before they were separated, and were so worried about each other, not to mention Dipper and Mabel are very similar to both Stan and Ford in a million little ways).  plus lots and lots of family bonding, and possible drama with Bill, the journals, and the Portal, and adventure. lots of potential here.


i hope that clears up any sort of confusion!