#a couple of these are from existing aus

[diffidentdinosaur]

Flowey heist

[canisalbus]

in the modern au would they adopt?

There's been talk of this a couple of times before and I'm still on the fence about it myself. I think Vasco likes the idea of fatherhood and would have children if given the choice. Machete doesn't hate children but is strongly unnerved and doesn't know how to deal with them. So the odds of them agreeing to initiate the adoption process aren't promising, but if they, by some random chance, found themselves responsible for a child, it's entirely possible they would grow very attached to the kid and excel as parents.

[showtimepast2500]

i can be reborn as someone meaningful with this reincarnation apple. 🍏

[thekittyfox2999]

d

I don’t like bbc

But for some reason the idea of John going for Jim instead of Sherlock is stuck in my mind

what dumb shit would they get into?

what challenges would they face?

and most importantly

would Jim be better at keeping a veteran with ptsd from committing heinous crimes that aren’t a part of their scheme?

[sonknuxadow]

sorry i dont really like the shadow is silvers dad theory/headcanon/whatever and part of the reason for it is that people keep presenting it as an actual thing that could be possible even though it makes no sense and all "evidence" people use to back it up is easily disputed

[other-peoples-coats]

For reasons that don't need going into, I'm once again thinking about the logistics of hyperspace travel, and like.

Ok so you know how map makers put in trap streets and fake islands and alter the elevation of mountains and generally put in teeny tiny (or not so teeny tiny) errors to catch plagiarists? That, but hyperspace maps.

Like there has to be a fuck load of -- if not laws, at least generally accepted norms? about what you can and can't do, because... look, at the distances you (hypothetical GFFA space faring traveler) would be traveling, you're off by a fraction of an inch when you launch in the direction of planet funtimes-vacation-land and you end up like. 80,000,000,000 lightyears away from your goal, at planet oh-fuck-deathworld and/or in the literal middle of a moon and/or lost in deep space forever and ever, where no one can hear you scream.

So there has to be a sort of mutual agreement that hyperspace maps can't be like, 'oh yeah, there's def a planet here😉 it for sure orbits this totally real star😉😉 at 90000skm (space kms) a syear (space year)😉😉😉'; because, like. otherwise everyone would die and no one could use hyperspace ever, basically.¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Only takes one 'whoops they were trying to avoid our fake planet and crashed into an inhabited planet, killing all 4 billion inhabitants via the most literal meaning of terminal velocity' to make hyperspace travel a wee bit dubious as a concept.

(and also get your particular cartography company/space-gps company sued out of existence, either by the people who survived Alderaan V-0.01, navigational error edition, or by the big scary conglomerates that had interests in the outer rim mining planet you just got blown up, as relevant.)

Ditto altering the speed at which planets (moons asteroids etc etc what the fuck ever space shit is out there) orbit their relevant local stars; again, fractions of a second off really adds up over that sort of scale.

I'm assuming that there has to be rival cartographic companies, simply because like. gffa is medieval end stage capitalism on steroids. There's multiple map companies, even if it's just that kuat drive yards have their hyperspace maps for their ships, and dodgy-joe's shonky ships have their maps for their ships, and the jedi temple have their maps (which they have to install on the jedi ships by way of jailbreaking/rooting the navigation systems, presumably, every jedi runs the equivalent of a mid 2010s iphone with a million sketchy apps sideloaded), etc etc.

Anyway. Fake planets (moons etc) are out for reasons of not turning random tourist space-bus no #7629 into the Death Star (analog edition), ditto altering the speed of existing planets, ditto, presumably, putting in things like extra space stations or fake hyperlanes or black holes or whatever.

Which basically leaves you with renaming things! presumably most mapping places go real world analogous, and pick something pretty easy to think is real - asteroid #12-z-3095-y labeled #13-z-l14r, or the 56th moon of ult'klssyk and the 59th having their names mixed up, etc-- but presumably at least some do like. the most obvious examples.

Long story short nine million words later there's at least one map that labels Alderaan as Coruscant and Coruscant as Mandalore and Mandalore as Alderaan, and the ensuing media shitstorm/spwitter hot takes/spunglr memes takes over the galactic news for like. a month and a half.

At the minimum.

[sukunasdirtylaugh]

a/n: I’ve had this AU in my mind for too long (months) so forgive me for the messy thoughts as this is unedited and written in like 10/15 minutes

tags: gojo x f!reader, 3 pink roses AU, readers mother has passed so now she’s a guardian to her younger brother, first date(s) with satoru, character development(?)

plagued with the idea of meeting satoru through a “lonely” phone service dating line. It’s similar to kento’s dating web match program, but more direct. You’re barely starting off as a caller going by a cover name to ensure your privacy, and you think you probably shouldn’t be this drunk answering a call. Until you happen to match with Satoru.

Several phone calls later, he asks you out. You’re at a restaurant wearing a tight black dress your friend was kind enough to let you borrow and you fear he’s going to ask you for something all men do in exchange for the bare minimum, but he doesn’t.

A second date happens, and the same thing happens. By the third date, he kisses you. It’s soft, you feel, and the excitement rushing through your veins feel so unfamiliar it nearly frightens you.

A week after your third date is when Satoru offers to pick you up from your apartment, which you only accept as you’re outside your building. He doesn’t have to know you have a (younger) brother and that your life isn’t as composed as you make it out to be. You’d rather drown than see anyone, especially him see you with pity.

It isn’t until your heel breaks on your way back to Satoru’s car (after another successful date), your ankle bends inwards causing you to wince. Luckily, Satoru is there to catch you. “Let me walk you to your door this time,” he tells you gently.

You really think you can make it on your own, but the flight of stairs to your apartment and the long walk with nothing to hold on to followed by the elevator lead you to hesitantly accept. You couldn’t make it even if you tried.

So now you’re walking inside your building with this insanely handsomely rich ‘stranger’ arm around his shoulders as you walk towards your door. Surely the look one of your neighbors gives you as they leave gives you the impression that they will in fact talk about this with others within the unit or worse, ask you directly. You’re only thankful Satoru doesn’t notice as he’s too busy guiding you through the door of the elevator.

“You didn’t have to do all that,” you breathe, catching your breath as you’re now at your door leaning against the wall.

“Sure I did,” his smile makes your heart flutter, “I can’t possibly let my date walk with a bad ankle at this hour. What kind of man would I be?” And yet again his million dollar smile makes you playfully roll your eyes.

“You’re probably going to look for another date with better ankles than mine at this rate.” You grin and Satoru laughs at your comparison.

“Believe me, I don’t mind having to walk you up and down your place. It gives me a better excuse to visit you up here. Besides,” he takes a step towards you, placing a strand of hair behind your ear that it feels so intimate.

“I happen to like your ankle-”

“sister!” you hear a voice shout your name, causing you to shove Satoru away, “you’re back!”

You don’t know who to look at, so you awkwardly smile at your brother and then at Satoru, giving them your best ‘keep down and carry on’ look.

Thankfully, your brother pays no mind to the man in front of you who just pushed a strand of hair behind your ear, and instead he wraps his arms around your waist and tells you, “can we get McDonald’s? Auntie Utahime said we can but only if you return and said yes,” and for some reason, you turn to Satoru wondering if he’s still here and not scrambled away.

“I...” you’re puzzled for a split second, “I don’t know-“

“I think he’s been good,” Satoru says, and your younger brother nods. “He’s been waiting for you since you’ve been gone, so maybe it’s only fair to get him something , yeah? Only if you don’t mind.” He adds towards the end, eyes and voice slightly cautious. “I’ll pay.”

“I...” the encounter leaves you wordless, struggling to make a decision.

“I’ll just order him what he wants through the app,” he clarifies, pulling out his phone to show you, “I won’t even go inside your home if that’s what you’re worried about.” He tells you, and you can only nod slowly as a smile follows his features. “What would you like?” He smiles, bending down to bring his phone to your brother’s height. Your brother, being raised by you, turns to you for guidance.

“Be fair.” You give him a look so as to not overdo anything.

“Nonsense,” the man smiles, “let him get what he wants. It’s only once in a lifetime when a kid gets this offer, yeah?”

You’re relieved to see he only picks out his usual order along with two other items he’s always wanted to try. Relieved with this, you instruct him to wait inside while you and Satoru finish talking.

“She’s right,” he nods, “your mom is probably waiting to pick you up too.” And your brother turns to you with a look you can only dismiss as you tell him ‘we’ll talk later’ as he closes the door and you turn to Satoru.

“He, um...” you find the words as your hands fidget behind your back, “he stays with me.”

“Oh.” It’s a quiet silent moment after his realization. “I’m sorry, I-”

“-His mom passed away 8 months ago, so...” your eyes look away for a moment, “he’s with me.”

“I didn’t know you were raising a 10 year old.”

“He’s starting middle school next year,” you tell him, “I... his dad isn’t involved.”

“He’s your dad too, right?”

You shake your head.

“No. Same mom, different dads.”

“Wow.”

“Yeah,” you chuckle dryly, “not exactly the story I was hoping to tell either.”

He remains quiet for a minute as you grow slightly anxious at his silence.

“I-I’m sorry,” you say, “I...” you sigh, “I didn’t mean to make this awkward.”

“You didn’t.” He gives you a look, “I just... I didn’t think you had so much on your plate.”

“I...” you breathe, “I understand if you want to stop seeing me after this...”

“Why would I do that?” His question makes your shoulders tense, “it’s not your fault, things happen. Besides, you’re giving me way too little credit for walking you up here with a twisted ankle.” He chuckles, “you should get that check out by the way, and... I don’t mind it. It’s okay, we’re...” he corrects himself , “we’re good. I still want to see you.”

“Oh.”

“Is that... okay?”

“yeah,” you nod, slightly breathless. You’re only glad the doorsdasher comes in before handing the bag of McDonald’s to Satoru who hands it to you.

“You should probably hand these to the little guy before they get cold.” He tells you, “get some ice and rest, call me if you need anything okay? even if it’s just to walk your room, I’m here.”

And suddenly, he leaves without a further word. Leaving you with a full, confused and fluttering heart.

[poekiidokidoki]

I'm two seconds away from writing the most atrocious crack-ridden fanfic with with all kind of typing errors about the Cobra boys and Daniel going to a fucking Anime Con because Daniel wanted to go.

I would set it in the late 2000s early 2010s,(they'd still be teens) the high of glomps and fucking caramelldansen and someone screaming "I lost the game-"

They enter one of the gaming rooms and it reeks and their like "what the fuck is that smell?" And Daniel goes "That's what Cobra Kai's dojo smelt like"

AND THE BOYS ARE HIGHLY OFFENDED

They look around the dealers room and Tommy gets himself a waifu pillow and no one knows what anime it's from or what the purpose of it is. (But they know)

They look at all the Gundam and they buy one each unsure of how to build it.

"What do you mean I gotta build this robot?" - Johnny

They scope out the girls who are cosplaying and are like "that's weird but I'm into it---"

Bobby somehow gets a con girlfriend just for the day they are there.

Daniel tries to buy something for Mr. Miyagi but it's some cruddy ass merch from some unknown obscure ass anime.

They accidentally enter a yaoi panel and are terrified of the girls there. And when they try to sneak out the panel,the girls goes wild seeing there a bunch of pretty boys in the room. And they make them do shit (aka an awakening in Daniel and Johnny LOL) "Whose the seme??? He's totally the uke!" 😂😭

They keep getting called the "Bishie 's"(aka Bishonen) of the con.

Daniel gets a group of girls fangirling over him along with some guys telling him "We must protect Bishie-kun" and Daniel is highly confused but too nice about it. "Thanks guys, really I'm okay-"

They get asked for photos. Ooohh imagine if they showed up while wearing their gi's and everyone asking what anime they are from. 😂😂😂😂

Okay I'm done for now.

[invinciblerodent]

why do I always wind up with AUs in my head where the primary love interest of my character dies a tragic death

I might need to unpack that in myself a little bit, kind of

[waitineedaname]

im now halfway through lbfad!! this show is so sweet

[leatherbookmark]

it's been 3 years since i got into cql/mdzs and it still baffles me that people really, like sincerely, look at nmj and jgy and think jgy is 100% the aggressor, the one in power, the one in control, and nmj is a victim who's never done anything wrong ever in his life AND would be a chill teddybear* Had It Not Been For The Evil Bastard. truly fascinating

[elgaravel]

eughhfhsgcgshsjc i wanna make a zombie apocalypse survivor group soooo bad ...

[lionblaze03-2]

Always and 100% standing by my belief that Brooke had a genuine crush on the genuine Jeremy from the moment she looks up and says ‘huh, I never noticed him before’ forward, increasing when he addressed her first at the mall but already existing prior to that

[olessan]

I love the fact that I can work as hard as I can manage with a broken tooth and a dying tooth (one on each side, I've been chewing on the cavity for a year) and I still cannot save even $10 towards getting dental treatment (2 impacted wisdom teeth, + tooth broken off under the gum, + bad cavity) because I barely make enough to cover my food and board and the insane energy bill

[bonestrouslingbones]

is it self absorbed of me to kinda smirk to myself in a knowing way whenever i see somebody not only nickname their own version of ut pap but also nickname him Russ. is that maybe a little bit too much up my own ass

[karouvas]

not saying I will actually write this but inspired by before I fall if I did write a Gansey’s death loop fic who should be stuck in the time loop; Gansey himself, Blue, or both Blue and Adam?

(I dismissed Adam only as an option because I’ve read a fic about the same concept thought it was done beautifully don’t think I have a better take on it.)