Oh Man. I Really Want To Write Something Like This? This Sounds Like So Much Fun And Is So Up My Alley.

Oh man. I really want to write something like this? This sounds like so much fun and is so up my alley. (I am that slightly unhinged dude risking all of time to bring back the extinct birds. It is me.) 

...subplot of the wildlife photographer who is dead set on personally documenting mid-pliocene Brazil or something and tries to do everything by the book! But repeatedly ends up needing to get slightly rescued because they totally forget in the rush of getting That Shot that sometimes stepping on that twig will have effects down the timeline...

here is a concept: time travel cop, fish & wildlife division

most of their job is dealing with the kinds of assholes who think black market tiger cubs are a great idea right up until someone gets mauled, except these are even bigger assholes with black market Smilodon cubs that they are even less equipped to care for

this is the most straightforward and therefore relatively headache-free part of their job, because it’s the same “put that thing back where it came from or so help me” song and dance every time

it’s also significantly less depressing than the trophy hunters who don’t even want an alive extinct animal. those are extra annoying because you have to undo the time travel that let them kill that poor Megatherium or thylacine or anklyosaur or whatever, and it’s always so much extra paperwork.

and those people suck, definitely, and have fully earned a stint in Time Jail. no question. but they still do not create anywhere near as much work as the obsessive hobbyists with their exhaustively careful best practices and worryingly good track-covering. also, weirdly, it’s almost always birds with them?

like. the guys who will flagrantly abuse Time Law to bird-nap breeding pairs just long enough to raise one clutch of eggs apiece, and return them seamlessly to their spots on the timeline. who are so determined to keep their pet (ha) projects going that no one even realizes what they’re doing until they have an entire stable breeding population of passenger pigeons up and running. who are now the reason that reps from six different zoos are about to start throwing hands right in front of you over who gets dibs.

those guys cause the most paperwork. and half the time they’re snapped up by the same zoo or wildlife preserve that gets their colony of ivory-billed woodpeckers or Carolina parakeets or — once, very memorably — giant fucking South Island moa, and they never even spend a day in Time Jail.

So cute.

Shark Enjoying some sea grass.......

A Second Chance chp 2+3

For @kisames-corner Kisame Birthday Bash 2023! Here’s links to day 2 and 3 of the bash!

Rating: T

Chapter Two: The Power of Refusal

Prompt: Comrade Killer

Summary: It's graduation day, but for the low-caste cohort there's one last exam. Kisame knows how everything ends, unless he can change something. Will he become a comrade killer for a second time?

Chapter Three: Bonds Formed

Prompt: Roommates

Summary: Everyone has survived, but now comes the hard part. What do they do now, and how will they survive with the cards stacked against them?

Links below the readmore:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/45811153/chapters/115383085#workskin

https://archiveofourown.org/works/45811153/chapters/115444201#workskin

In addition to being a latchkey kid, I was the official babysitter for my younger sibling and my cousins. Starting from age 10 or so. Ever played dodgeball with apples? Do not recommend. My cousins thought it was a great idea though.

okay i've just been really curious about this for a while so i wanted to make a poll about it