your time travelers

julianlapostat  asked:

Since your chosen power is Time Travel. What would be the ten things you would alter history? Not Top Ten or in any order necessarily, just ten things.

I’d be tempted to alter major political events, but practically none of the stories I’ve read in which someone tried that ended well. I’d probably just set out to actually do everything James Murphy pretended to have done in “Losing My Edge,” especially attend the first Can show in Cologne, as they’re my favorite band. 

Money can buy
  • Independence and safety (not having to rely on abusive ppl, getting to control how you spend your time and money)
  • Experiences (travel, events, vacations, entertainment)
  • Health (medical care duh, good food, good location, reduced stress)
  • Opportunity (car, being able to move, having a safety net, “looking professional”)
  • Confidence (clothes that make you look good, things that make you feel good)

That seems alot like happiness


Dawn view over the rim of the Grand Canyon, peering all the way into the Inner Gorge

Master Tano, I presume?

“Stupid! Stupid! I am so stupid! I should known better than that!”

Ahsoka Tano, former Padawan learner of Anakin Skywalker and rebel alliance operative known as Fulcrum, found herself waking up face down on the floor of some room that looked absolutely nothing like the dark and decaying ancient temple sanctuary she had been exploring not five minutes ago.

Had it been five minutes ago?

Where was she? How long had she been unconscious?

What in the Force had compelled her to pick up that strangely carved loop of jointed metal that twisted and turned in on itself, over and over, like some kind of infinity symbol? She had felt possessed as if some unseen presence had taken command of her limbs. Ahsoka remembered stumbling forward as if she were struggling through a surging wave made out of the Force. She struggled to stay upright as it kept threatening to knock her over.

Maybe one of those waves had done just that. Ahsoka really couldn’t remember.

She remembered reaching for the silvery band, picking it up and turning it over and over in her hand. She ran her fingertips along the carved glyphs, not recognizing the language but understanding the feeling behind them.

This item was important.

It was dangerous.

I should put it back. Ahsoka thought, shaking her head. I don’t know what this is or what it could do.

Almost regretfully, she lowered her hand to return the sinuous band of metal and ominous energy to the cracked and crumbling stand she found it on.

Apparently it didn’t like that.

Fierfek!” Ahsoka cursed as the band seemed to leap to life, coiling and wrapping around left her hand, a writhing, twisting, and living thing. She tried to fling it off her hand and when that didn’t work she tried to dig her fingers under the cuff and peel it off.

That didn’t work either.

Ahsoka frowned at the undulating object, horrified at the way it seemed content to spiral endlessly around her wrist as if were living jewelry. She gave her hand another hard shake and when that didn’t work, she plucked the shoto saber from her belt. She carefully changed the length and intensity before laying her left hand down on a nearby flat surface. With the short saber in her right she slowly lowered the blade towards sliding infinite loop of metal and carvings.

“AAAH!” Ahsoka let out a trail of curses in every language she knew as the item constructed around her wrist. The pain was so sudden and intense she almost feared it had cut off her hand and she dropped her saber.

The minute the white blade went out the blistering pain stopped and the cuff went back to what it considered normal,lazily spiralling around her wrist like a silver serpent.

Ahsoka bent down to pick up her saber, returning it to her belt and collapsing into a pile against the far wall. She hung her head, gazing at the floor and wishing that she had someone to help her, someone who knew more about the Force and its mysteries than her half trained experience.

She supposed she could try to meditate and contact Master Yoda through the Force but she doubted he would be of much help. He was difficult enough to understand when you were asking him simple questions. She would spend more time trying to untangle his distinctive grammar than pondering the mystery of the object.

And Anakin, her master, would have been no good. He didn’t have time for the great mysteries of the Force and after that strange episode of lost time and the vague memories of pain and death, he had been even less inclined to ponder the metaphysical.

Not that it mattered.

Anakin Skywalker was gone, beyond her reach and if she thought about it too much she was afraid it might break her. Again.

So many Jedi were lost, destroyed during Order 66 or the nightmare of the purges that came afterward. Master Plo. Master Shaak Ti.

Master Obi-Wan.

Ahsoka felt tears burn in the corner of her eyes at the memory of her master’s master, of his kind smile and his patient way with her and Anakin. If she were being completely honest she had been impossibly lucky to be assigned to Anakin Skywalker and by extension Obi-Wan Kenobi. She had learned so much from them both, how to lead, how to listen and when to not to listen. She learned when sweet words were more effective than a saber and when it was easier to apologize than ask for permission.

For a few brief years she had a family.

Obi-Wan would have known what to do. He would have remembered some story he had heard from a charming, disreputable friend or recited some old poem Master Jinn had taught him and it would have sparked a germ of an idea. They might have needed a side trip to the Archives but his hunch would have been borne out and between the three of them, they would have found some way to get this confounded piece of chagas off of her wrist.

But Obi-Wan was gone too.

Ahsoka bowed her head, resting it on her arm braced across her knees. Sorrow washed through her, threatening to drown her. Hot tears slipped past her control and it all seemed so horribly unfair, so terribly, nightmarishly wrong.

How could there be a galaxy without her masters? They were always supposed to be there. Even if she wasn’t a Jedi, even if she would never be a Jedi again, Anakin Skywalker and Obi-Wan Kenobi were supposed to be out there, side by side, saving the galaxy one witty quip and affectionate squabble at a time.

She missed them so much.

I miss you. I miss you both so much. I’m so tired and so alone and I just… I just want to give up. I know I can’t. I know you would tell me to keep going but… with Master Obi-Wan dead and Anakin…

No. Ahsoka wouldn’t think about Anakin.

If only Master Obi-Wan was alive, somewhere. If only he was still out there, with a warm cup of tea and smile.

I just wish I could see you again.

And that’s when the pain hit her and she passed out in an overwhelming wave of agony and blinding light.

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OTP Prompts- Time Travel Edition

“Our timelines run opposite to each other, but we start out hating each other. So the more I grow to love you, the more you’ll grow to hate me, and visa versa. This is the only time we’ll meet where we actually love each other.” AU

“I meet you, and you tell me one day we’ll fall in love. I’m stubbornly trying to fight it, but each time I see you, I feel myself slipping a little more.” AU

“We travel through time together, and you see your past self about to do whatever you regret the most.” AU

“I’m from the future, but I’m trapped a couple hundred years in the past, and you’ve been taking care of me, helping me figure out how to survive.” AU

“I’m about to propose to you, and my future self appears, interrupting the proposal to try to kill you.” AU

“I’m about to try to kill you, and my future self appears, trying to stop me, telling me I’ll fall in love with you one day.” AU

“We used to travel through time together, but then you died. I ran into your past self, from before you even know me, and I should probably stay away, but I can’t stop flirting with you.” AU

“You’re from the past, and you joined me in my time-travel adventures. I know history says you go back, so I’m trying not to get close, but I’m falling in love with you.” AU

-Have any themes for OTP prompts you’d like to see? Drop me an ask!-


The Doctor/River Song + The Time Traveler’s Wife Quotes  




“Hi. I’m Ted Mosby. In exactly forty-five days from now, you and I are gonna meet. And we’re gonna fall in love. And we’re gonna get married, and… we’re gonna have two kids. And we’re gonna love them and each other so much. All of that is forty-five days away. But I’m here now, I guess, because I want those extra forty-five days. With you, I want each one of them. And if I can’t have them, I’ll take the forty-five seconds it takes before your boyfriend shows up and punches me in my face. Because… I love you. I’m always gonna love you. ‘Til the end of my days, and beyond.”

How I Met Your Mother (2005-2013)
‘The Time Travelers’

Honestly just a point of “continuity, what is continuity?”:

  1. Why didn’t the Legends team know about Flashpoint if they can track aberrations across history? Eobard changes the timeline and they’re there the next day or before it even happens, but they don’t notice Barry changing the timeline for months and flipping it back? And are their memories from pre- or post-Flashpoint?? 

  2. I know that the Legends crew typically ‘fixes’ their mistakes when they mess with the timeline, but literally so did Barry. He saved his mother, and then she died again in the same way on the same night. Why did his ‘fix’ result in such drastic changes (literally erasing Digg’s child????) whereas their changes result in… no long-term negative effects. Until now, with Martin having a sudden daughter. But I mean, you can’t tell me that a throw-down with a nuclear man at the White House during Reagan’s era wouldn’t have some noticeable downstream consequences? Or the time they busted out of the Pentagon at the start of an episode? 

    Even Barry going back a year and letting the team know about time travel much earlier, not to mention resulting in a reformed Hartley, didn’t have any other downstream consequences for the team that we noticed. So why did him re-fixing the night of his mother’s death to exactly how it played out the first time have as much trickle-down as it did?

(in other news, I’m starting to wonder if the hypothesis that Eobard’s been playing with events in Barry’s life / with his friends and family might be actually be accurate? that or we’re just supposed to accept that time travel works very differently depending on what’s convenient… might be the case)

Imagine your immortal!OTP

Imagine person A is a time traveller and person B is immortal. In year 1678 they met the first time and fell in love, though person A knew they couldn’t stay for someone who’d die anyway and person B couldn’t let someone mortal have their heart. Knowing this, B still gave A a silver bracelet, a gift symbolising their love and formed bond. Two month after that, A disappeared because they feared to watch B die, though they would come over every two years, watching B from afar and after 20 years B moved away. A believed them dead by then.
After nearly a century A and B meet again when they bumped in each other on the street. Both are speechless because they thought that their loved ones were already under the earth. Not believing that A is A, B tries to flee, but A grabs their arm and shows them the silver bracelet.

Time is a River: Chapter 01 


 When history professor Lance McClain stumbles across a mysterious object, he has no idea it will lead him and his friends to a time ship crashed in the year 2016.  But with this amazing discovery comes a dire message from the two future refugees onboard: Lance and his friends must become paladins, protectors of time itself.  Now, they must struggle to preserve history all while preventing the rise of an immortal despot, bent on destroying everything in his path to conquer the future, including the paladins themselves.


The stranger’s hand shot out, grabbing Lance’s shoulder.  It didn’t seem like much force was being exerted, but the man’s grip on his shoulder was unnaturally strong.  Lance tried to wiggle out of its grasp, to no avail.

“Give. Me. The bayard.”

The hold on Lance’s shoulder tightened briefly and he let out a yelp of pain.  Lance felt fairly certain he was bruised down to the bone now.  He looked up and stiffened in fear, because, yep, the man’s eyes had definitely turned gold.  

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Naaah I don’t need help, I am just obsessed, There is no problem in that.

DC CW tv show openings:

Arrow: I spent 5 years on an island… lol jk no i didnt

Flash: I am the fastest man alive… lol jk no im not

Legends of Tomorrow: They will become Legends… lol jk no they wont

Themed Prompts: Looking Back to Childhood

1. Your character can’t remember a single thing from their childhood.

2. Your character has to time travel to their childhood years to prevent themselves from making a terrible mistake.

3. As a child, your character wrote a letter to their future self.

4. Your character has to solve a mystery from their childhood.

5. Your character is reminded of a cringe-worthy event from their childhood.

6. Your character questions their memories of their childhood.

7. Your character gains a new perspective on a wrong done to them in childhood.

8. Your character has new memories of their childhood implanted.

9. Your character runs into a childhood crush.

10. Your character wants to forget something that happened when they were a child.

11. Your character decides to reconnect with a person from their childhood.

12. Your character travels to their birth-town.

13. Your character looks for ways to avoid returning to their birth-town.

14. Your character attends a funeral or a wedding in their birth-town.

15. Old wounds reopen at a family reunion.