So This May Identify What Fandom I Was In A Few Years Back If You Know You Know And All I'm Going To

Not my work anime kuroko no basket You don't be a flake to Kuroko or you have a Titan chasing you

Peace cannot be kept by force it can only be achieved by understanding

Albert Einstein

You don't mess with the generation of Miracles there are basically a family you hurt one of their own they come back at you tenfold

Do it!! It'll probably be great if. you want I can help you bounce ideas if you like.

I would love to see this in a fic

JD is branches bio father but JD didn't have him till after the band had a falling out. Like it was just them in the band they had the argument John left to go to the neverglad trail and a few a bit after finds out he has an egg in his hair like it could be from an ex back at the troll tree (my favorite option) or it could be like someone he met on his travels. He vows to raise branch better then his own parents and what he did to his brothers. He learned his lesson. Branch still meets kismet they are his best friends and together deside to start a band. Jd is in full support of his son and is their manager and make sure they don't make the same mistakes he did. The rest of kismet are like his kids As well. They travel around the world living life and kismet doing concerts. The other brothers have no idea that John has a kid and that said kid is in a famous band. Floyd and Bruce see like magazines and poster of the band and think that one of the members looks like someone from their family but never look in to it. On a day that kismet make JD rest and take a break he runs into Floyd. Floyd's like hi how you doing and they talk for a bit. JD is thinking of how to tell him that hes an uncle. When Floyd make a comment about kismet so jd just goes about that the lead is my kid your nephew. Jd starts to brag on how proud he is of branch and the rest of kismet. Floyd trys to convince jd to tell him meet branch. Branch knows he have uncles and that them and his dad had a falling out and a bit of why.

Sorry for the rambling I suck at writing but this is a concept that has been in my head the last few day

So, I wanted to make an AU of trolls, but I really didn't like any idea that I got. So, I just shut down the idea. And now I actually know what I would like to do. I just thought, what if John Dory never left in the first place and during the Bergen escape, he found four little trolls who look like they were left behind and decided to help them.

In this AU, we have John Dory taking care of little Kismet. Kismet still has some family members alive who take care of them, but they prefer to stay with Branch and John Dory.

This is after they left the tunnel to escape Bergen Town. They were caught by a wild beast.

I'm sorry this is bad.

By the way, the au name is Bros and Brothers. I'm not really good with names, so this is all I could think of.

Harry & Reg’s Snake Sanctuary

Not only did Sirius break out of Azkaban to find his younger brother, Regulus, ALIVE but living in Grimmauld Place AND raising Harry. Not only was his brother alive and raising Harry, but Harry has turned Sirius’ old bedroom into a snake sanctuary… leaving Sirius to sleep on the couch.

Sirius: REG. Why the hell is my room filled with snakes…?!?

Regulus: Blame Harry for that one.

Sirius: Oh really!? You expect me to believe you, the Slytherin, had nothing to do with this?

Regulus: I didn’t say I had nothing to do with it, but it is primarily Harry’s fault.

Sirius: How so?

Regulus: Well he’s a parseltongue you see, and starting around the age of 6 he just started coming home from the park, walks, and even the zoo once, with snakes tucked in his pockets. It was so cute Sirius I couldn’t possible tell him he couldn’t keep them. Plus, he talks to them, they all live here because they want to. They are free to leave if they wish. 

Sirius: ….

Sirius: …. How many snakes exactly are in here?

Regulus: We lost count around the 25 mark. It was at the 10 snake mark that we transformed your room into a sanctuary for them. Isn’t it adorable?

Sirius: Not the word I was going to use, but sure… 

No my work anime Yuri on ice True friendship here lying so your friend don't look bad

I need more of this

Tim Drake: Parent by Circumstance, Dad by Choice

Tim had met Dani and Dan months into dating Danny, when they were already deep enough in their relationship that meeting Danny’s… kids (wards? clones? complicated existential crises?) felt like a natural progression.

They were, for all intents and purposes, Danny’s, no matter how strange their origins were.

And Tim?

Tim adored them.

Dani had taken to him immediately. She was smart, resourceful, and had the kind of cunning that made Tim terrified for when she grew up. She was all wild energy and big grins, full of trouble and ready to recruit Tim into it. Which, well—he was a Bat. He might not have the same mischief-making instincts as her, but he knew how to scheme.

Danny had sighed the first time he caught them conspiring, giving Tim a deeply exasperated look as Dani snickered behind his back.

“You’re supposed to be the responsible one,” Danny grumbled, arms crossed.

Tim had only blinked at him. “Why would you assume that?”

Dan, on the other hand, was rougher, quieter. More hesitant in a way that made something in Tim’s chest ache. He was wary at first, slow to warm up to Tim in a way Dani wasn’t—but Tim understood. Dan had sharp edges, but Tim had spent enough time around Jason to know that just meant he needed patience.

Which was fine, because Tim had plenty of it.

Besides, it helped that they liked him. Dani loved that he didn’t snitch when she roped him into pulling pranks on Danny, giggling wildly when they switched out the sugar for salt and watched Danny spit out his morning coffee with distaste.

So he didn’t push. He let Dan take his time, let him get used to having Tim around. The turning point had been, funnily enough, when Dan asked Tim to teach him how to fight.

Danny had sighed about that, too, shooting Tim a pointed look that was probably supposed to convey Do not encourage him.

Tim had ignored it.

Because what was he supposed to do? Say no?

He wanted Dan to know how to fight. To know how to protect himself properly. It wasn’t like he was teaching the kid how to snap someone’s neck—he was teaching him good habits. Controlled movements. Defense. Dan needed that, and Tim was happy to provide it.

Danny could roll his eyes all he wanted, but he wasn’t stopping Tim.

Dan, predictably, thought Tim was the best after that—well, second best. Jason had somehow stolen first place. Tim wasn’t even mad about it. Dan would sit next to Jason with wide, fascinated eyes, soaking up his stories and nodding along to every dramatic retelling of a fight. (“And then I threw the guy through the car door—” “Did he live?” “Unfortunately.”)

Tim was fine with being second place. Really.

—

Tim had almost been caught with the ring twice.

The first time, Dani had nearly found it when she tackled him over the couch, scrambling over him with zero regard for personal space. If he hadn’t been fast in twisting out of her grip, the box would’ve gone flying across the room.

The second time, Dan had almost seen it when Tim went digging through his duffel. The box had nearly slipped into view when he yanked out a hoodie, and Tim had barely managed to shove it under his gear before Dan could get a good look.

But the third time?

Dani found it.

Because of course she did.

Tim had been distracted—exhausted from patrol, too caught up in the warmth of Danny’s hands pulling him in by the waist. He’d tossed his jacket onto the couch, thinking nothing of it.

Dani had been snooping.

He didn’t even realize until later. She didn’t say anything. She just gave him a look—one that was far too knowing for someone her age—but she didn’t mention it. She just tucked the ring back where she found it and let the subject drop.

For now.

But later, when the house was quiet and everyone else had gone to bed, she sat beside him on the couch, feet tucked under her, eyes flickering to him with something unreadable.

Then, in a casual voice, she asked, “Hey… can I call you Dad?”

Tim froze.

His breath caught, and something in his chest lurched.

He turned to her, eyes wide, trying to process what she just said—what she just asked—but before he could even begin to figure out how to respond, Dan, from where he was leaning against the arm of the couch, just shrugged.

“Yeah,” he muttered, gaze a little too pointedly not on Tim. “You’ve earned it, I guess.”

And Tim—Tim had to swallow past the sudden tightness in his throat, had to blink fast against the prickling behind his eyes. He cleared his throat, voice rough as he said, “Yeah. I think I’d like that.”

Dani grinned, throwing herself at him without hesitation. Tim huffed as he caught her, laughing as she clung to him like she was sure he wouldn’t let go.

Dan rolled his eyes. But his lips curled up, just slightly.

Tim had never been happier.

Anime has some of the most emotional quotes

Not my work but still one of my favorite ships Naruto narusasu