#time travel therapy

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 208

So Danny would feel exasperated, and probably should. But Dan is actually doing good and hasn’t even bitten anyone during this situation so that’s a win in his books. Now if the turned-into-a-four-year-old could tell him where he managed to grab this other child when he was supposed to be at the babysitter’s, that would be swell. 

Or why there is a hero who nearly broke the door down in a right panic. 

Like genuinely, he doesn’t know who was more surprised, him, or the hero who came running up half in a panic attack. 

[jade-len]

i think it'd be funny if someone transmigrated as xin mo. the goddamn evil sword. instead of taking it seriously, they just really fucked around with bingge. and, somehow, ended up having the opposite effect of what it's supposedly rumored to do.

picture this: bingge, on the quest for revenge and power, comes across the almighty xin mo. this demonic sword killed everyone that dared to even try wielding it. and, the few who were lucky enough to have it by their side, eventually succumbed to the swords' will.

it is said that the sword is unlike any other, that it etches into your head and eats away your brain, until eventually it consumes you whole. it whispers, speaking in lust, greed, and hatred. it slowly beckons the wielder into giving in to the worst part of themselves and feeds off of pure sin. but to him, it is no matter; luo bingge will surely tame it.

and then he gets to the sword.

demonic qi practically oozes from xin mo. the aura surrounding it makes every part of luo bingge scream, "run; get away, away from that monster." his gut prods at him, begging bingge that this is probably a really bad idea. it's a little terrifying, how even luo bingge, the determined, vengeful demon, is now getting second thoughts about wielding xin mo from just being in its presence alone.

but luo bingge is too, a monster. so he ignores the screams of plea; pushing every thought of doubt in the back of his head, and tightly grips onto the handle. the world around him seems to spin and shake, tumble and crack, from the amount of force bingge needs to use in order to pull the sword of sin out of its place.

when bingge finally has it perfectly fit into the palms of his calloused hands, he hears whispering. he knows that the sword has accepted him as its new host.

the sword's language crawls up to him, as if it were feeling around his body and mind. checking every nook and cranny for it to settle into bingge's form, truly becoming one with the embodiment of sin. the words flow through his brain like a tragically broken guqin, a melody that holds him in a frighteningly familiar trance - all while simultaneously eating away at his brain in the worst ways possible, akin to a child and their favorite snack. it seems to beckon something, but even with luo bingge's impressive hearing, he cannot make out any words from the tone-deaf musical notes xin mo sings.

and then, it is clear. the land around him settles, and everything is still. xin mo itself seems to be.. content. at least, that is what luo bingge believes.

the language of this wretched sword reflects the state around these two monsters.

luo bingge expects it to demand for bloodshed, for the erotic ecstasy of multiple women, for bingge to steal the last of the finest gems of these horrible, vast lands.

instead, he hears this:

"yoooo damn that shit was crazy. did you see what i did there? man, you know, it feels so fucking good to get out of the dirt. hey, do you know if people can like, feed their swords or something? i'm kinda craving something spicy. we never know, in this wack world! wait, don't hold me like that, buddy. it'll make things real awkward."

but luo bingge is determined to get his revenge, so he puts up with the swords' constant rambling about.. whatever the hell it's thinking.

"wait, dude, did you seriously fuck a dying girl? that's wild. yeah, like i know she was dying but it doesn't sound like you wanted it. yo, listen to me, consent is very sexy."

"HAHA hey, dude, sir, man. you wanna play some 'i spy'? we don't have anything else to do. no? too bad, we're playing it. i spy a loser who doesn't wanna play i spy. hint: he's holding me right now."

"okay i know i'm supposed to be this super evil sword and beg to be used - woah that sounded real wrong - but can you at least clean me when you're done killing shit? if you don't, i'm gonna refuse to respond to you and you'll look like a dumbass trying to wield me."

"i can't hear you lalalalalalala you're not being very it girl right now lallalalaalalalla-"

somehow, this is worse than if xin mo was actually eating away at his brain.

weirdly enough though, as luo bingge starts spending more time with this weird ass, seemingly possessed sword, it starts to become more of a.. comfort to have it by his side than pure annoyance. he finds himself responding to it more, like, actually having full on conversations with it. it puts him at ease, wielding xin mo. the hatred doesn't consume him, instead, it seems to soothe the burning rage (and, admittedly, just replace it with small irritation) that holds onto his darkened heart.

xin mo is actually quite kind and caring, for a sword that's supposed represent and be the literal embodiment of sin. sure, it is a hassle to have it cooperate with him sometimes, and it does just ramble on and on about the most random things ever, not giving a single shit if bingge was in the middle of sleeping with maidens and slaying those who get in his way. for the first time, bingge feels so comfortable around something.

it's.. odd. what was supposed to be the turning point in his life, a big step in his plan for revenge, is now something akin to an... acquaintance. not like mobei-jun, or any of the women he's come across, but an actual, dare he say, friend.

sometimes, he finds himself thinking all of this delusional. is this what people were driven mad by? perhaps they simply could not handle dealing with a talking sword. he understands that xin mo was undoubtedly unbearable to be around at the beginning of their alliance, but it has never actually beckoned for blood, power, and sex. if anything, it does the opposite.

maybe he's the delusional one. maybe this is xin mo's way of getting to him.

maybe, xin mo should be considered a thing. the thought feels terribly laughable, as if he were witnessing a person horribly explain themselves. it also makes his teeth grind together in pure agitation.

"hey, you know, you didn't deserve any of the things they did. it wasn't your fault, binghe. the fact that you're half heavenly demon doesn't make you a monster, or any of that wild stuff.. uh, i'm here for you, okay? i know you don't really like talking about all of this or opening up, but i just want you to know that you can.. talk about it. it's not like i can tell anyone else, anyways.

hey- shit i didn't mean to make you cry! wait, wait it's okay to cry! you need to let it out anyways, i promise it doesn't make you weak. there, there. i don't have any hands, so me patting you on the head with my handle will have to do. there, there.. everything will be alright, you'll be okay. i'll be here every step of the way, even if you want to get rid of me."

xin mo, the demonic sword, is more of a person - a good person - than anyone he'd ever come across.

...and then bingge and the xin mo transmigrator become besties or he falls for the damn sword. knowing him, he probably doesn't even know the difference between platonic and romantic attraction anyways. maybe bingge gets a plant body for xin mo using airplane's wack writing. idk i typed all of this down in one sitting.

(plot twist: it's not that the transmigrator xin mo had the opposite effect, it was literally just a placebo effect. luo bingge thought that, and thus it actually did help him lmao)

[elegantwizardtree]

you ever stop and remember that Gwen most likely killed a man in order to save Gideon and it’s just never really brought up again after it happens? like that poor girl has trauma from time traveling with no training, being dumped into the hands of a cult, and then murder in self defense, AND THEN SHE DIED LIKE WHAT TWICE(?) AS WELL AS WATCHED AS THE LOVE OF HER LIFE DIED IN HER ARMS. this sweet girl needs a really good therapist.

[albondiguilla007]

So:

I mostly opened this account to talk about Harry Potter with other fans. I need potterhead friends I’m begging you, take pity on me.

✨ First though, here’s a Marauders playlist:

✨ Profile pic by sophitil

Ok, so a bit about me and this blog’s contents:

✨ We don’t judge here, every ship is welcome

✨But if it’s gay better

✨ I love the golden trio, I won’t stand for ANY kind of SLANDER, not of Ron, not of Hermione, least of all Harry. They are human, and they are good friends with flaws who love each other very much. They are growing up, grieving, taking care of each other and learning about life. I adore their friendship, and fanfics that realistically explore their relationship will always be a soft spot of mine. (wholesome one shot)

✨ Hot take: If you have any fanfic recommendation where they are romantically together (the three of them, as in an actual relationship), I would appreciate it very much

✨ Drarry (please)—I live for Drarry, I breathe, think, dream, eat Drarry 🙏🏻 They’re my babies

✨ Draco Malfoy is a power bottom, fight me

✨ Lily Evans is my queen and goddess

✨ Tomarry? I’M A SLUT FOR TOMARRY (please I need more time travel fanfic recommendations) Some very good ones tho:

Terrible, but Great.

you belong to me (i belong to you).

Of Kings, of Pawns, and of Men. (This one is not time trivel per se but its AMAZING I’m telling ya)

Wear me like a locket around my throat

(all of them are in ao3)

✨ My boy Harry is incredibly underrated on his own book, like...? He is amazing, I love him, I wish him all the happiness in the world. WE NEED MORE FANFICS WHERE ALL HIS MENTAL STRUGGLES AND GRIEVING PROCESSESS ARE PORTRAYED. (He’s gone through so much, I don’t buy the way canon just swept everything under the rug and moved on)

✨ Another soft spot of mine? Fanfics where Harry time travels to a time where his parents are alive or a different dimension all together.

To make it better

Devil’s White Knight

Across the universe

You’re somebody else

(all in ao3 except Across the universe, that’s a short story in fanfic.net)

Other recommendations

✨ My bedtime readings are hardcore Drarry smut with some very questionable dom/sub dynamics. RECOMMENDATIONS PLEASE 🙏🏻

✨ Jegulus (depending on the mood) Jegulily thooo 👀

✨Canon James Potter was a dick, but I forgive him. He did change a bit after Hogwarts, but I keep hoping he would’ve matured more if he’d had the chance to grow up into an actual adult

✨ Aaron Taylor Johnson and every other version of James Potter is mine, no arguments

✨ NO SNAPE SLANDER. He is an amazing character, and a very complex one at that. He is not supposed to be a good person, but a complicated one with a gray set of values. Y’all do not understand that, and I’m tired of watching Marauders stans be so fucking hypocritical when it comes to him.

Crime and Punishment (an amazing severitus fic on ao3)

✨ August, Cardigan and Betty are about these three idiots (Lily, James and Regulus) and you can’t change my mind. If you have any fanfic recs I’m all ears.

[spectral-snippets-and-drabbles]

Death Warrant!Au

When the rejuvenating, life-extending effects of ectoplasm to the dead and dying was discovered by planets across the stars, it triggered mass conflicts that left several systems obliterated beyond repair. Hundreds of Billions had migrated to the Realms in numbers that were never seen before by the residence of the dead. They had various forms of damage and disfigurement on their new forms as a result of the ectoplasm being weaponized and used on them. Their very beings were corrupted beyond repair with their minds significantly altered with highly specified obsessions.

• Peoples from the destroyed worlds being so afraid that they lashed out, ripping anything that saw them to pieces out of fear of being attacked.

A serpentine creature of the Realms eagerly stalking them and fed upon their cores to grow stronger.

• Soldiers of these races were hell-bent on continuing to fight and proceeded to attempt subjugate this dimension that was new to them. Their rage guiding them blindly as they left paths of destruction throughout the realm.

A beast, wrongly slaughtered in the early madness of an delicate fledgling world that happened to be rich with ectoplasm followed the warpath and basked in the rage.

Eventually, more creatures like them came to prominence as a result of these strange new victims. Being aspects of emotion that were born from the masses in the war.

The Ghost King during this time period could not sit idly by and watch these newly born ghosts run rampant and terrorize his kingdom. With a heavy heart and a weapon in hand, a call to arms was called and the purge of these beings began. It tooks thousands of years, but when the last corrupted ghost was destroyed, the King took to the realm of living and wiped away all traces of the Realms from the minds of the survivors with all recollections of this terrible war for ectoplasm erased from history.

As his rested his eyes one final time, before the Tyrant would cowardly claim his life, made a major, sacred declaration that all citizens was made:

• If any hostile, mutant ghosts were to be found, they were to captured and examined by the king's council to await judgement. If they are too dangerous to restrain and seek bloody violence, they are to be destroyed.

• Any scientists trying to use ectoplasm for endangering life were to be have their memories erased and put to the sword for their crimes.

• Anyone foolish enough to Defy Death using ectoplasm, the greatest violation of the laws in the infinite Realms, they were to be put to death as and immediately given their Second End.

~•~ ~•~ ~•~ ~•~ ~•~

When Pariah Dark, the Cowardly Tyrant King, is defeated and Danny fianlly takes the throne after a few centuries of training, the Observers hand him a compiled a list of names who violated these sacred laws.

They have him start with Earth and Danny's jaw hits the floor with what the charges he was seeing. He can already hear the chaos in the meeting room.

• Amanda Waller, Vandal Savage, Darkseid, Granny Goodness, a court of owls(?)...the list is long, and that's just Earth alone!

• Jack "The Goddamn Joker" Napier and a few of the more violent Rouges of Gotham are charged with Veil Destabilization.

Even Jason Peter Todd Wayne...the Red Hood!? Danny can probably work something with Jason, force him into therapy sessions (along with the whole damn family) with Jazz and a couple cleansing sessions and supplements from Frostbite...the others had to go...

The continued slaughter of the innocent, combined with the suffering they endured and the misery felt by Shades who couldn't move on was making the veil deteriorate at dangerous speeds. New pits would form across the city eventually as a result.

Lady Gotham has done everything she can to keep the madness from happening but she can't hold it back any longer. Her core is ready to shatter under the stress and is constantly in agony, but she won't abandon her knights, despite Danny's pleas to save herself.

There's a certain brigade of furry's who may or may not like this news but said brigade had no choice but to take it on the chin. They have children who Defied Death in their ranks and the Realms are not afraid to destroy anyone foolish enough to stop them.

• Lex Luther is charged with crimes against humanity. And several other violations in regards to unethical experimentation.

One sticks out to Danny.

Lex used Danny's stolen DNA from a stray core shard from the Guys in White, who he was was funding in secret, even after they were disbanded, to create a clone comprised of the Earth's resident Kryptonian, the bald bastard, and himself to kill and replace said Kryptonian...the guy who literally helps save the earth time and time again from doom.

...Yeah, Lex is undoubtedly, fucked beyond total comprehension. Anyone defending him was risking all-out war with the Infinite Realms.

But hey, at least Danny was finally having child of his own! The little tyke is only a few years old in the tube, Ellie's visits are far and in-between and Danny's status as a Halfa made him sterile and develop an embarrassingly strong case of baby fever.

He's sure the ghosts from Krypton would love to help out in raising Conner in case Kal-El wasn't really planning on being around the boy. After all, being cloned himself, Danny knows the emotional baggage that comes with being violated to this degree by your enemy.

He just hopes the guy can come around and accept the little guy...

[tasha-writes]

A Stitch in Time - Part Two

Alicent dies and finds herself in the past. She sets out to right the wrongs of her past and more importantly, save her children.

Part 1 linked below

https://www.tumblr.com/tasha-writes/758631118332411904/a-stitch-in-time?source=share

A late night in the nursery discussing when to begin Aegon’s lessons, led to a late morning for the queen. As much as Alicent would like to say she woke peacefully in the rays of the sun, she in fact violently out of sleep thanks to a particularly nasty dream. The night the war truly had started, though no one knew at the time. When Aemond lost an eye but gained a dragon. The fear, the blood, the anger. That night had been a driving force for much of Alicent’s adult life, and it left her feeling more exhausted than when she had fallen asleep. 

Alicent allowed herself to lay in bed for a while longer before dragging herself to her vanity and beginning the process of styling her hair for the coming day. From high in the sky she heard Syrax screech, Rhaenyra must be taking her out for an afternoon flight, something she had dwindling opportunity for if Alicent remembered correctly. Soon Rhaenyra would be with child, the bastard Jacaerys, and Alicent herself would be carrying Aemond. A year after Aemond would be Daeron, and then finally Alicent would be done bearing children. Rhaenyra still had many more to go. 

By the time Alicent finished brushing and braiding her hair, it must have been close to noon. She and Rhaenyra had agreed to lunch together, which meant Alicent couldn’t hide in her rooms and remain in her dressing gown. The first trunk Alicent opened was bursting with the green dresses she had favored since Rhaenyra’s wedding. A wave of nausea came over Alicent and she slammed the lid shut. Absolutely not. 

The queen stood straight and place her hands on hips to survey the room. She knew the servants hadn’t discarded her red and black dresses despite her demands, it was just a matter of where they had put them. 5 trunks of dresses and color induced vomit session later, Alicent had selected one of the simpler designs gifted to her upon her marriage. Pure, Targaryen red, full sleeves and cut close to her throat, with a black belt pulling it in at the waist. More suited for a woman that looked older than Alicent currently did. 

After deeming her appearance acceptable for the queen of the realm, Alicent exited her rooms only slightly after the clocks had chimed noon. It had been years since Alicent had been to the library, not since she had married Viserys and taken up more useful tasks like plotting to usurp the throne with her father. Alicent grimaced, the man had been removed from court for now, but he would be back with the death of Lord Strong. Until he returned, Alicent would weave her and her children’s defenses. 

When Alicent arrived at the library, Rhaenyra was already seated at a table in the back. Aegon was bouncing on her laugh and pawing at a history book while Rhaenyra muttered to him in High Valyrian. “I think this might be the first time anyone has spoken to him in that language.” Alicent said quietly. 

Rhaenyra looked up at her, brows furrowing in confusion. “Has my father not taken the time with him?” 

Alicent shook her head and sat down across from Rhaenyra. Some remaining part of her heart ached at Rhaenyra’s claim. Her father, just hers. Not Aegon’s, not Helaena’s, as it had always been. “His Grace does not deign his second or third born worthy of his time. He treats them as they are, spares to your heir.” Rhaenyra had the humor to look slightly alarmed at this claim, and maybe even a bit pitiful. Alicent turned her eyes to her wrecked fingers and continued to pick at them. She could hear her father scolding her as if he were truly there. 

“I wish I could say that I am surprised,” Rhaenyra said, sadness tinging her voice, “but father paid me no true mind until he made me his heir to spite my uncle. He has always been single minded. And although I am not surprised, I am sorry. Your children deserve a father.” Rhaenyra reached across the table, but Alicent did not reach back. It was too soon. 

Rhaenyra seemed eager to repair their relationship now, but what if it was all fake? Could she trust this kindness, or was the princess just drawing her in to betray her once again? Was it even Rhaenyra who had begun this feud between them? When had this madness begun? Alicent couldn’t even remember anymore. The beginning of the antipathy the girls held towards each other too far buried beneath murdered kin. 

“I admit,” said Alicent, “I saw how your father behaved with you in your childhood, with your mother. I don’t know why I expected any better. Why I let my father convince me that it was worth it. I find being queen is much too tedious.” She laughed self deprecatingly. 

“And what of your father?” Rhaenyra asked. Alicent raised a brow at the blonde. “How was he as a father?” 

Alicent shrugged, “When he was not occupied with guiding your father’s judgment, he was molding my future. In some ways I think he might have been too attentive to me,” Alicent ripped part of the nail off her left pointer finger, leaving it down to the quick, “I often feel the Kingdom would be better served with my father leaving me in Oldtown, rather than my brother.” too much. She had said too much, but with the shadow of their old relationship looming over them, with Rhaenyra’s purple eyes looking at her with

Rhaenyra barked a short laugh, “Yes, perhaps then he would have schemed for me to marry Gwayne rather than you my father.” The giggle that bubbled up out of Alicent almost sent her into a state of shock. How long had it been since she had been gifted genuine laughter? 

“Laenor is lovely, but I must admit, you would be lucky to have Gwayne. My brother is almost impossibly kind, and,” Alicent wanted to stop talking, she was approaching something adjacent to happy, but some angry piece of her heart refused to stop, “much fonder of women than your lord husband.”

The merriment washed off Rhaenyra’s face as quickly as it had come. “You should have more care when speaking of the prince. Someone might overhear and take your words the wrong way.” before Alicent could protest it was joke or some slip of the tongue, Aegon was in her arms and Rhaenyra gone from the library.

[sleeps-au-bag]

au idea where it's third semester but akira (or ren, if you prefer) and akechi only manage to get sumi to wake up from the false reality and the three of them face maruki alone. and maruki's losing. he's so obsessed with trying to "make them see the light" that he's losing control over the false reality.

he makes the desperate attempt at sending them back in time but still within the false reality to make them see his vision. he attempts to erase their memories of these past few years and make false ones for the false past.

it fails. kind of.

he did send them back in time, but they're in the true reality now. unfortunately, they now have the personalities of their past selves.

akira is now loud, fiercely loyal, and has a bit of a mean streak.

sumi is a bit more confident, happier, and outgoing.

akechi is now reserved, anxious, and even more of a people pleaser.

at least they find out they all apparently went to the same school for a year.

did i mention that it's 2009? in a certain port city?

[thisshitmakesmyassitch]

Imagine in Season 4, Five finally gets the breakdown he deserves. At a critical moment of agony, he just snaps, exploding on his siblings about everything hes gone through, everything he’s experienced and seen. His isolation, his insanity, his recruitment into the Commission and the torture that followed, his attachment to Delores, what the Handler most likely did to him…. everything.

And I can just imagine the color draining from everyone’s faces watching their youngest-oldest brother completely breaking down, spilling the hell he went through, the sacrifices he made for them that only gets him berated and mocked… and now hes without his powers

The only thing he had left of himself is gone

Five was a shell of his former self and now he didnt even have the one thing that made him Five Hargreeves

And everyone had just abandoned him…

And in a moment of agony, as the siblings finally begin to realize their mistake…

Five’s power explodes.

Its so far beyond time travel and teleporting…massive rifts in the fabric of space time begin to form around him as 45+ years of horrific trauma finally becomes too much

And the siblings can see glimpses of it all through the rifts

They can see 13 year old Five burying his siblings

They can see Five slowly losing his mind in the apocalypse

They can see the torture he underwent to be turned into the perfect killer

They can see the Handler’s harassment

They can see every sleepless night

Every time the blood on his hands became another shard of his humanity dissolving in his fingers

Everything he sacrificed

Every horrific act he committed just to get back to his family…. who didnt even try to listen to him

And now it was too late.

Now, Five Hargreeves has gone off the deep end… and he’s taking every reality with him.

[rakubalka]

A Komatsu time travel au

(I know one fic who did something with time travel in this fandom but this here is less angst and more comedy)

Komatsu by some means in some way (probably a Back channel accident) somehow ends up in the past roughly 500 years ago , shortly after Fronze's death to a very very depressed (and suicidal) Midora that needs emotional support that Ichiryu (the only person whit both sanity and emotional intelligence other than Fronze in this family and at the only alive member whit both until he adopts Coco , and only when Coco becomes part of the family will there again be two people (we don't count Komatsu here) whit both sanity and emotional intelligence better than a rock in it again) can't provide at the moment (because of trying to deal with the human government and their bullshit) , Accacia fucking somewhere else whit the Nitro at the moment , Jiro emotional intelligence of a literal rock and Setsuno not being both close enough to Midora to properly offer comfort and also not enough emotional intelligence to be able to handle Midora in his current state .

Komatsu of course being Komatsu (whit fuck ton of emotional intelligence even if somewhat questionable sanity) offers Midora the emotional support he desperately needs along with starting the effort to make sure Midora isn't going constantly on an empty stomach (it's a tough battle he bravely faces every day)

The result of the efforts is that Midora becomes his Combo Partner (and down the line husband as they are a lot closer in age here) and Komatsu becoming Midora's emotional support chef for who he is willing to do for anything for , with Midora's motto being "What Komatsu wants Komatsu gets" and the Gourmet Corp agreeing whit (probably an actual) cult like belief , support and devotion

There are interactions with the rest of the family of course (other than Accacia for obvious reasons)

Komatsu and Ichiryu are gossip buddies and go for tea around once a month , sometimes that miss it but in exchange offer extra juice gossip (Ichiryu knows more about the Gourmet Corp inner drama than most of it's members and Komatsu know more about international politics that almost all of the best information sellers in the world) . Komatsu being the adorable innocent little gremlin he is (you do not expect me to believe that Toriko or Zebra didn't rub on him at least a little) is always more that happy to offer Ichiryu a little nudge by using food on any political rivals or enemy (not by poisoning it of course that would be disrespectful to the food but when you're considered by many , even the most religious of people as the second coming of Fronze The Chef God , you know you cook good)

Him and Jiro more than once stumble into some very strange things and situations while going on walks and hunts together and more than once questioned how they are both still alive after it . The two of them together just seem to make Komatsu's weirdness magnet powers become 100x times stronger for some unexplainable reason . It does however mean that they have some very strange and intesting stories to tell (to which young Teppei will be raised on , his favorite by far being the time they prevented a species of seasoning flamingos from becoming extinct while they were searching for a milk pear as a snack for the wild fresh White Russian and the berry fruit boar they caught, which is what in this timeline inspired him to because part of the gourmet police and help protect and revive ingredients)

Him and Setsuno do become cooking buddies and even have nicknames for each other (he calls her Setsu-chan and she calls him Ko-chan) , until The Cooking Festival comes then they become rivals ready to beat the shit out of each other with poor Zaus , Yuda and Chiyo being in the middle of it while also having their own rivalry going on on the side (it makes the festival way more interesting to watch and even more chaotic when this timeline Komatsu , Brunch , Starjun and Ootake happened whit their rivalry because of the CHAOS the will be raining on it ) [Also I can't decide what relationship between Jiro and Setsuno wound be funnier In this timeline , the options being a) they are secretly married whit Komatsu (or Fronze depending of when) being the officiator and had at least 1 child together who is Teppei's parent or b) they are in a queerplatonic relationship whit each other because they mach each other's vibes so well , because you can't tell me that the girl that was going in animal skin bikini as a fashion choice wouldn't think Jiro's hair might have been cool then and even now as a result they are bff , is probably Jiro's child godmother and Teppei will call her grandma because in his eyes she is his grandma ]

Centuries pass on until it's time for his friend (and himself to be born) and lo and behold Midora finds baby Starjun while he was going on a walk by the ocean . The adoption papers are written immediately with him and Midora as primary guardians with the rest of the family as immediate guardians if he and Midora die . Baby Starjun gets raised in a way better Gourmet Corp and regular playdates with his technically nephew cousin Teppei . Until he is about 10 and having time with Uncle Ichiryu and they and Mansun accidentally discover a everything trafficking traffic ring(like they seriously trafficked everything , you named it they trafficked it) the results of which were 5 new cousins (aka the kings and Rin) . Needless to say Ichiryu got a tongue lashing so strong King Slime thought they were under life or death danger and tried to protect him , which only made the tongue lashing even worse . After Komatsu was satisfied with Ichiryu and allowed him to rest did he see how young Zebra , Sunny and Rin were looking as if he had invented the bread , he knew from that moment on those 3 will make their new father's life miserable by trying to copy Komatsu just like how Star tries to copy Midora . Star and Toriko actually do know they are related as twin brothers , along with telling Toriko whose kids they are . Midora is delighted to be the broody middle sibling , meanwhile Jiro is having a mid(!?!?) life crisis of no longer being the middle sibling but one of the older ones .

He also adopted both this timeline version of himself by posing as a relative along with Ootake , he is also technically Branch other legal guardian so he takes him along rather regularly to the Gourmet Corp HQ(aka Midora's Castle) the result in which being Chaos . It was still somewhat manageable before Grinpach and Tommyrod appeared and became in a very short amount of time Starjun best friends and an even more chaotic influence on him , resulting in the chaos becoming even stronger .

Komatsu despite everything is happy with the life he built here and is ready to cook God when the time is up and welcome Neo on a family dinner with everyone . And to of course let his chaotic friends turned his nephew/niece/children/godchildren/great nephew/younger self/charges on the world and see them spread chaos on it while watching it with his Combo Partner/Husband

[0809sysblings]

BRAIN used CONFUSION!

MIKOTO is confused!

caption inspired by a convo with my friend after having sent this to them <3. adding because it was very funny to me

[hypogryffin]

Can we see some Screwball Police Academy Nonsense with Senior Officer Sanada, Junior Officer Satonaka, Aide-To-Commissioner Nijima, and Pub Sec Officer Zenkichi all together?

no

[i3utterflyeffect]

it is really funny to imagine victim getting unwillingly adopted by untitled though. most mentally ill people ever

[deadandphilgames]

oversharing in the tags time :)

[bluehattedapprentice]

What if before he went to America, Luke somehow travels back in time 3 years, the day before he meets his mentor Professor Layton with all the memories of what happens after?

Introducing my timeloop au! where Luke is stuck going back in time 3 years the day he was to go over to America several times and promptly tries to "fix" things that had gone wrong originally. Unfortunately for him fixing one problem leads to others being formed and after a mistake gone wrong on his 5th loop- Luke decides it's time to put an end to it once and for all.

[angie-long-legs]

//awake 😵‍💫 was gonna use the morning to write but I kinda just wanna drink tea in bed and watch comfort tv. my train isn't til 11 and it's only half 7 now though so We'll See

[thewinchestah]

after 10+ years I finally finished Dexter.

And holy shit I knew there was no way we would get something remotely happy but my GOD i’m inconsolable.

This show means a lot to me and I never got around to finishing it bc I hate endings

but sweet Jesus Christ it was so sad, and so beautiful.

I’m unwell.