Did You Ever Realize That Leia Was Never Actually A Skywalker...

Tim has every reason to have developed dissociative identity disorder.

His torture by the hands of the Joker. The immense pressure put on him from being Robin. His lonely childhood.

What I am saying is: Joker Jr. and Drake are a part of Tim, but they are separate personalities.

Wait...

The "Come here" whith his finger is replaying in my mind 😩 Do you think he would let me sit on his lap ? I could hug him while he works and whisper sweet nothing into his ear.

I think he would be a very bossy lover, but would he be overly dominant ? I am not so sure

I'm imagining being tucked underneath his chin, so I'm going to say yes. Also sitting at the base of his chair while he works is probably commonplace.

He wouldn't be overly dominant, he probably likes letting go every once in a while. Create a safe place for him where he doesn't have to be the Patriarch, he can just be Thurfian. But make no mistake, I don't think he'll ever let you top him, he can't give up that much control.

Reverse Robins AU!

Damian | Timothy | Jason | Dick

• Early Life:

Dick, Richard, was raised in a circus. The son of Mary and John Grayson, the trio was known as the Flying Graysons in their heyday, but like all good things the circus days had to come to an end. When Dick was nine the Graysons' act was sabotaged by the villain Tony Zucco, who cut Mary and John's lines while they were preforming their famous trapeze act. Dick watched as his parents fell to their deaths.

Lucky for him Bruce and his eldest son, Damian, were both in the stands to witness to atrocity. And to help him through the aftermath.

• First Outing:

Many will assume that Dick is the golden child, but that title was given later in life. When he was first adopted by Bruce Wayne, Dick was a feral child. Hell bent on killing the man who took his parents. Bruce couldn't stop him as he snuck out of the house with one of his brothers' knives, but he did manage to convince him to bring Zucco to justice properly instead of executing him.

Dick would have a second "first outing" after taking up a superhero mantle, with Damian under the Batman cowl. While their time together as partners would be short, Dick would prefer working with his eldest brother more than with Bruce.

• The Name:

While Batman and Shadow both tried to convince young Dick to take on the name of Aves and carry on the legacy, Dick retired that mantle permanently. Instead taking up the name that would define him for his entire life, based on the nickname his mother gave to him: Robin.

• Home Life:

Dick has the best home life, by far. He is quickly named the baby of the family.

Bruce, Damian, and Tim are all overly protective of the little Boy Wonder. Who lives up to his name, always asking questions and always filled with life. He is immediately accepted as their littlest brother, and they all swear never to have a repeat of Jason.

• Independence:

Dick remains Batman's sidekick for far longer than any of the others, staying by his side for ten years, until he's nineteen. He fights along side both the Teen Titans and Young Justice, as well as a multitude of other superhero teams during that time.

When he outgrows the Robin mantle it is retired. And he once again honors the memory of his parents with his new moniker Nightwing.

Me when I expected there to be an end credit scene after the season 3 Mandolorian finale (cringe fail) 🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡

Thrawn to Ar'alani, Thrawn: Treason

As it should be.

Some portraits I painted as I’m reading the Thrawn Ascendancy books. Here’s how my brain manifested their characters looking like. Thanks Tim Zahn for the minimal descriptions so my brain can run wild

Hi lovelies! Go ahead and take this inspiration dice for your works in progress and life 🥰

@ele-millennial-weirdo @admiral-arelami @artificial-people-ai @al-astakbar @chelseadearfromao3 @vibratingbonesbis @reythemandalor

May warrior's fortune be with you

could you imagine any shit ass naval officer trying to make idle small talk with the wheezing refrigerator of a cyborg haunting the bridge of his ship and the guy is like, talking fondly of naval academy experiences and in a genuine overture the guy casually asks vader what year he graduated his own academy. and not only did vader never so much as look at a military school he also only turned 23 last week

Lmfao, I don't know if the fandom would be ready for Thurfian x reader fics 😂

😂 We would be disgusted with ourselves for enjoying them.

Lily of the Valley

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam

Summary: Jason Todd dies and comes back to life. As the League takes him in, he navigates his morality and family values over the years.

Chapters: 4/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Talia al Ghul, Ra's al Ghul, Damian Wayne, Barbara Gordon, Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Sheila Haywood

Relationships: Jason Todd/Original Character(s)

Additional Tags: Immortal Jason Todd, League of Assassins Jason Todd, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Protective Talia al Ghul, Good Parent Talia al Ghul, Jason Todd Needs a Hug, Good Sibling Jason Todd, Hurt/Comfort, Adopted Children, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Emotional Manipulation, Claustrophobia, Child Death, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Resurrected Jason Todd

Chapter Four: Peace Lily

"This one, Gēgē," Damian whispered as he took a book off the shelf. Jason lay back and let Damian sit on his lap as he read the title.

"Can you turn the page for me, Damian?" Jason requested gently. Damian made a soft noise and obeyed. Jason couldn't use his hands when spending time with Damian, but he found ways around it. Damian had a fondness for Jason that not even Talia could explain. They spent most of their days together. The boys sometimes took a nap together in mid-afternoons when Talia was busy.

Halfway through the book, Damian stopped turning the pages at Jason's request. "Damian?" Jason whispered. Damian turned and looked up at him.

"Sleepy?" Damian asked. Jason nodded. "I can tell." Jason chuckled as Damian stood up and helped him to bed. Jason held back his laugh as Damian tucked him in. Talia smiled and crossed her arms as she watched the two boys from the doorway.

"You too, baby bird," Talia whispered. Damian obeyed and lay down in his bed. Talia tucked him in, and he quickly drifted off to sleep. She kissed his forehead and whispered something that neither boy could hear. Jason, however, lay awake, watching her. "Are you too tired to talk for a moment?"

"No, I'm not too tired," Jason whispered. She crouched by his bedside and pushed his bangs out of his face.

"Your bandages are coming off soon... And soon after, your training begins," Talia informed him, "Do you have any idea what that means for you?"

Jason shook his head, and Talia continued to speak. "Jason, I'll oversee your studies. Everything from history to hand-to-hand combat," she explained, "And then my father will take over your training once you're ready to spar with others."

He smiled. "Like homeschool?" Jason asked.

"It would be more intensive than homeschooling, but it would be something like that. I'm telling you now because there might be things that happen during your training that might not make sense... It might even frighten you at times-."

"But you'll be there, won't you?" Jason interrupted as he sat up.

The innocence written all over Jason's face moved her to tears. She had to fulfill her father's wishes. Talia promised to train Jason and examine the extent of his immortality before she'd even met him. She had no idea how sweet and gentle Jason was, nor how few years he'd been alive. Talia nodded as she turned her face away from Jason. "I'll do my best," Jason whispered to get her to smile. "Talia."

She embraced him and smoothed his hair down. "And I will do mine," Talia whispered. She squeezed his shoulder as she let go. "Get some rest." Jason nodded and lay down. She pulled the blankets over him and kissed his temple as she always did with Damian.

She left them alone to meet with Ra's and plead with him for Jason's soul. It was a fight she didn't see herself winning, but she had to try. "Baba, about Jason... I don't think he's suited-."

"I'm in no mood to hear your reservations on this matter... I allowed you to doctor him in a traditional sense as you asked, but I will not permit you to waste any more of my time. He will start training as soon as his hands have healed," Ra's snapped. Talia took a deep breath.

"You've already killed him once. Isn't his blood enough? Could we compare-."

"Should I exsanguinate the boy and bathe in his blood? Or should you have me drink his blood like some crazed beast?" Ra's asked sarcastically. Talia hung her head and looked out the window. "What changed?"

"He's only a child. A fragile child. Jason could be easily broken under the pressure of what you require," Talia whispered, "I don't think he understands his own gift."

"He will understand soon enough," Ra's replied, "But I'll take his state of mind into consideration..." Talia nodded and excused herself.

"I heard your footsteps, little one," Talia whispered. Jason came out from the shadows. She turned to face him, and he walked toward her with his head hung low.

"I didn't mean-. Well, I did mean to snoop... I'm sorry," Jason whispered. Talia opened her arms and embraced him.

"It's alright... Jason did you hear anything that you-. Do you have questions about anything you heard in there?" Talia asked. Jason nodded. "You can ask me."

Jason kicked at the air and mouthed what he had to say breathlessly before speaking aloud. "What did you mean by my gift?" Jason asked. "Do I have powers? Was that what you meant?"

Talia nodded. "Jason, would you like to sit with me in the garden?" she questioned. Jason nodded, and she led him by his arm to a small garden and helped him into his shoes. "Can you explain what happened to you in the past month?"

Jason smiled up at the warm sun. He hadn't been outdoors in weeks. Jason remembered what she asked after coming to his senses. Jason explained that he got sick from the cold twice and that the hospitals made a mistake.

"That's not at all what happened. Jason, you've died twice since December," Talia whispered, "But for one reason or another-."

Jason let out a laugh. "No," he shook his head. "I-. No." He tried to take a breath but couldn't get enough air. "That's not true..."

"Jason, you died-."

"Am I dead now?" Jason questioned. Talia shook her head. "Where am I? Am I being punished?"

"No, you're not dead, and you're not being punished... This island is your new home. It's where you'll grow up. I'll get you a room and playroom if that's what you like. Do boys your age play with toys?" Talia asked as she attempted to calm him down. Jason let out a breath and smiled. The smile was for Talia. Jason liked Talia, trusted her, and Jason wanted her to like him.

"I prefer books," Jason chuckled. Talia nodded and wiped tears from Jason's cheeks.

"A library then, little one," Talia whispered. She wrapped her arms around him, and he closed his eyes. Talia frowned and held onto Jason. All she wanted to do was protect him, but that wasn't in her power. Not anymore. Jason was no longer hers to care for and love. Jason belonged to Ra's now.