Not My Artwork But Once Again It Is Naruto And To Me This Is A Ship If You Agree Awesome If You Don't

Imagination is more important than knowledge

Albert Einstein

Veronica: I only want one slice.

Lance: Me too. Pizza is very fattening.

Veronica: Lance, that’s two. You just stacked two slices on top of each other.

Lance: Shh, Ronnie. Not when you eat it like this.

Lance: The body doesn’t know.

Not my work anime Naruto Sai you little s*** you know what the fan girls like this is one of my favorite ships sasunaru or narusasu and who you want to be sene and uke

Okay So weird thought But what if team rocket from pokemon was never truly part of team rocket. The one I'm talking about are the ones that follow ash for the Pikachu. What if they were disguised as that because ash's mom hired them to look after her son as he travels around. Because this came to my thought they haven't really truly hurt Ash all that much. Not only this they've also on several occasions actually helped him. Not only were they supposed to look after him but make his traveling a bit more interesting it is why They catch Pikachu and other pokemon he travels with every so often. And it also makes more sense that they really weren't ever truly part of team rocket because team rocket really doesn't have any affinity in the other regions. So why would they go there and a lot of people think you should get the Pikachu because Pikachu is rare. There is other pikachus that we've seen the show mind you I haven't actually watched the series in a long time But this is came into my head. So what if they were just hired by ash's mom to make sure he was okay cause I've seen she's quite overprotective at least from what I remember. And they were hired just to make sure he didn't get overly hurt or killed and Have a Rememberable time.

*Lance, Pidge and Hunk walking through a haunted house*

Monster:*jumps out*

Hunk: *screams*

Pidge:*jumps behind Hunk*

Lance: your doing a great job buddy, mask looks amazing

Hunk: seriously dude?’

Lance: what? I see a good piece of costume I’m gonna compliment it

Pidge: that didn’t scare you at all?

Monster: yeah a big guy missing his freaking arm pissed himself before

Lance; oh yeah I’m way to apathetic about my own survival to be scared anymore. So tell me did you make this yourself?

I got a few more ideas for possible troll fics and one scene.

1. The scene: ok so a scene I think would be funny is in a fic where JD comes back finds the village and meets a teen grey branch. In where poppy go les through the your not the heartthrob, fun one and so on when she calls John old branch is there obviously recognized him. In true little sibling fashion starts laughing his but off at JD. The snak pack are standing there with their mouths open shocked that's the first time they have seen him truly laugh. Maybe other trolls are there and are shocked as well. Jd see branch's eyes and the the left canine and knows its branch he is both happy and sad. Happy his baby is alive but sad because he's grey. After like 5 minutes branch snaps out of it when Jd goes to hug him but he pulls away just walking away.

2. Story1: kismet has been traveling the world since they where teens. Branch, ablaze, and boom are orphans while trickee and hype have families. Branch grows tired of the bullying he faces every day decide to just leave but he can't go without saying goodbye to the four that care for him. So at one thier hangouts he tells them. Right away boom and ablaze say they are going with him. They have never been adopted. Trickee and hype want to go as well but they have families. Hype mentions it to his mom and dad they decide that hype should go live his life and tell to go with just to come back a visit. Trickee just asked his moms they at first didn't want to let him go and is worried for the other boys they're just 15. But they know their son and that he will just go away so they give him the ok. They come back the village twice a year so trickee and hype can see their family it was on one of those trips the the first movie happened.

They just spend their time traveling and make friends all over the world. Branches colors ce back not as bright as they once were but are still there. They start the band when they are 17. They do pop, rock/punk, and alternative music with a saying that ablaze has been quoted saying 'we sing what ever we want'. Their band surpassed brozone in fame quickly. None of the brothers know that branch is in that band. Kismet is one of flyod's favorite bands but can never get good enough seat to see the faces of the band, he flabbergasted when he finds out who branch is. Floyd still get taken so jd Bruce and Clay have to fine branch. They freak out when they decide to move to pop village ( except Bruce) when branch tells them bye he and rest of kismet is going back traveling. Jealous brozone.

3. Story2: kind like the one above except kismet are bounty hunters/mercenaries. They made a guild that is like a large family. The guild is full of performers that double as bounty hunters, mercenaries, spy, and hakers. This shocks everyone. The bounty hunters are shocked that this big named guild is ran by the little brother of the trolls that hired to find.

4. Story3: ok so I have been reading alot of trolls react lately and i have not seen something like this yet. So everyone are watching the moves and short happens before the first movie. Branch is not happy about it and his brothers are trying to hug touch him such as arm around the shoulders and so on. Brozone and snake pack are just annoying branch. All the other troll are like dudes stop he doesn't like it. Kismet hears branch talk loudly to stop so they come over. Trickee and boom kind of jump on branches back and just start talking.hype grabs his hand just starts talking a mile a minute while playing with branches hand. Poppy try to tell then that he does not like to be touched and brozone is about to kick them off their brother but branch just starts talking and laughing with them. Everyone is shock trolls that the troll that was so angery and didn't want ot be touched is just letting these guys. Once again jealous brozone. After boom and trickee get down from his back ablaze puts his arm around branch and bumps their heads together. Brozone is so mad like why won't their baby brother allow them to do that. The rest of pop trolls are just shocked. Branch's colors brighten up a bit when he's with these guys. Therein two options for how branch responds to who these trolls are you can chose just covering same bases 1. These are my brothers in everything but blood and 2. These are my partner(s) (if you want you can chose one of the other kismet members or all)

That all I have for now I may post more. Once again I suck at writing so feel free to take these prompts and make something grand. I just ask if you do to give me a link to it or the title so I can read it

Until next time live long live large and rock on

Lance: so let me get this straight… none of us are straight?

Shiro: doesn’t look like it buddy

Lance: ok but don't you see a problem with that?

Pidge: what do you mean?

Lance: a bunch of gays in space

Hunk: yeah?

Lance: Gay navigating! Being gay gives us more fabulous points than anyone else but it means we can’t follow directions for shit!

Keith: oh shit he’s right

Lance: how the hell are we gonna get home

Allura: relax, I can read a map. I'm just that powerful of a lesbian

America really lets Canada talk to him in ways no one should EVER be talking to the only world power.

Pffft are you kidding Matthew can talk to Alfred however he wants. Canada has Big Dog Privilege, but the big dog is actually a huge baby in need of constant support and affection, and Matt’s the one to provide it 90% of the time. Even if Matt is ripping him a new asshole, more often than not, Alfred will respond like a kid being scolded by their mild-mannered parent. It helps that when Matthew really blows up on him, Alfred almost always deserves it. Matt receives more apologies from Alfred than anyone else on earth, which makes sense based on geography alone, but is additionally layered with the special privileges (and burdens) Canada holds in relation to its only neighbor. So while the brothers do often engage in shouting matches, in the modern day Matthew almost never sees any negative consequences from their arguments, and usually receives apology gifts shortly after.

So yeah, Matt might provoke the nuclear-powered hellhound now and again, but the hellhound usually responds like a kicked puppy. Sure, he got kicked because he tried to bite someone’s arm off, but he’s still a kicked puppy. A nuclear, world-dominating, over-militarized puppy who would die if it meant keeping Matt’s love and support.

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.