okay but imagine an urban fantasy B99 AU 

Imagine the squad dealing with fantasy related crimes and normal human crimes 

Imagine Charles with pet dragons and the ensuing drama of Jason’s death which ends up with a tiny baby dragon curled around Rosa’s neck and her saying “If anything happened to him I would kill everyone in this room and then myself” about a dragon

Imagine Terry coming to work with scorch marks on his clothes because his twins are tapping into the elemental magic that runs in Sharon’s side of the family

Imagine nobody knowing if Rosa is a werewolf or a vampire or just a very scary human but she’ll mess with them and let them think they’ve figured it out and then completely screw up whatever theory they had 

Imagine Gina having faerie or pixie blood in her family and causing mayhem with her inherited magic and people (probably Terry and Amy) pointing out she could just use her magic to do her job faster, but she doesn’t care

There’s a lot more than this and it depends on your ideas for urban fantasy, but basically just imagine an urban fantasy B99 AU, please

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I saw this gate while on my hike today.

You fail to close that gate, you’re definitely letting all the fairies loose.

Listen, I don’t make the rules. Just for the love of Pete close it behind you.

I feel like going around the gate is also inviting some sort of misfortune.

I present to you this relevant image from Behind You:

The Gate keeps Things out and Things in, it doesn’t need to have a fence, or a wall, the Things can only come through the Gate

It’s either monstrous or it’s fae or it’s both. Close the goddamn gate behind you!

“They have a cave troll.”

“So I just have to kiss you and you’re human again?”

“Well, not exactly.”

“What do you mean ‘not exactly’? Either you’re an enchanted prince or you aren’t.”

“You see, before being cursed into my present state, I’d been enspelled into the form of a rat. Between one thing and another, I eventually became Prince of Rats, only to fall afoul of a separate, unrelated curse that turned me into a toad. There’s a very slight possibility that your kiss may dispel only the latter enchantment.”

“Okay, but if we break that curse, too, then you’ll be human again?”

“Well…”

[Daisy chain of 21 curses ommitted.]

…

“And after we take me to see my ancestors in the northern lights, I’ll be able to lift the curse that turned me into a bear and I’ll be human again, yes.”

“No more curses?”

“Well, yes, but actually no. There’s one more after that.”

“What? What could possibly be left?”

“I was originally a capybara cursed to take human form.”

“You’re a capybara.”

“No, I’m a toad. Break this curse I’ll be a rat, break a few more I’ll be human and we can stop there.”

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NaruFox AU Shippuden. Sand Siblings' flashback!

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Also er Im not immune to 'o hara propaganda

NaruFox AU Shippuden Lady Kazekage! Strongest Wind style user of the Land of Wind!

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Lets mix up the sand siblings' jobs! And also redesigns~

coming off anbu kakashi probably has a terrifying reputation i bet absolutely no one gives him shit until this squad of twelve year olds show up and rip him to fucking shreds its so fucking funny

kakashi: *is extremely good at killing, has reputation for being cold-blooded and willing to kill fellow konoha shinobi*

naruto (twelve, doesn’t know about any of that shit): haha your hair looks bad old man

End of Book one.

Y/N: *Staring at a magic item* Is it going to do something?

Skulduggery: Yes.

Y/N: Should we be farther away?

Skulduggery: Probably.

Skulduggery: You're not coming with us. You're still recovering.

Y/N: I want to come, I'm fine. I feel great.

Skulduggery: Really?

Y/N: Never better.

Skulduggery: How many fingers am I holding up?

Y/N: The fifth amendment says I don't have to answer that.

Skulduggery: How many fingers? Simple question for someone in a robust state of health, no?

Y/N: Four.

Skulduggery: ...Four?

Y/N: Four...ish.

Skulduggery: No, Y/N, I am not holding up four-ish fingers.

Y/N: Why me?

Skulduggery: Because people like you. You’re quiet. You say “excuse me.” You look like little birds help you get dressed in the morning.

Y/N: Hey, Skulduggery's not going anywhere without me!

Meritorious: No, indeed, it is hardly possible to separate you, even when he is summoned to a classified meeting and you are not.