My Favorite Piece Of Modern Art Is Ai Weiwei’s Sunflower Seeds, Over One Hundred Million Hand-painted

For the fic title game! How to Mourn a Child You Never Knew

Alright so Tim dies (sad) but he comes back (yay!) and he's...different. Bruce sees it. Alfred sees it. Jason sees it. Nobody else does.

And the thing is, they think it's obvious. Tim shies away from them, only engages in banter when he must, and he doesn't smile. The public has even started to notice.

"He's always been sad, B," Dick says, "he's just usually better at hiding it. He's grieving himself. Let him heal."

Anyway shit happens and they find out he does smile, and he does joke, and he does play pranks and cause problems. Just. Not with them.

"It's like you guys were demoted to coworker status," Babs says, grinning, "he reevaluated your position in his life and decided to take a few steps back. God, this is hilarious."

Damian pats Bruce on the shoulder, both condescending and comforting. "He'll come around."

Tim, btw, doesn't mean any harm whatsoever. He's just a weirdo. He'll "promote" them to family status—family-adjacent, at least—soon, he's just prioritizing the relationships he values the most right now. Death does that to a guy. He's working down the list of people he cares about so he'll get to them! Just not now. And they probably won't care, from his reasoning, it's Bruce, Alfred and Jason. They're used to him being distant. They'll get he's just figuring shit out.

Cue angst with Bruce and Alfred reflecting on their relationship with him and doubting it, then revisiting their mourning because they didn't even "know" him etc etc. Jason trying valiantly not to care and failing horribly. What right does he have to mourn a child he never knew?

Meanwhile Tim, his friends, and all other family members are doing adrenalie junkie shit because Tim needs to feel alive again. He eventually circles around to them and is shocked by their angst. Like damn bitch, you really love me that much?

thought about this again. kind of amazing how we’re all just chasing ways to duplicate how this scene makes us feel, either in life or in art.

Can you make a master post for your time travel au drawings? I can't find them all and it's sooooooo good!!!!

DAWWW >////< okay anon JUST for u :]!!! (and also anyone else who needs it :3)

TIME TRAVEL/SPEEDRUN AU MASTERPOST

All comics are read from left to right

START

Helmeppo tries 2 stand up to his daddio

Syrup Village

Strawhat interlude 1

Iceburg is so confused

Marines talk about upcoming strawhat rookie superstars

Bon Clay’s cover stories: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Part 13 | Part 14

Franky Family is concerned bout Franky

What’s goin down in Skypiea?

Cobra is worried about his daughter :(

The encounter at Sabaody Archipelago

The Poseidon timesave strat

Ace cover stories: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

ASL bros reunite + wheryheart's lovely add on :)

Whitebeard Alliance

Whole cake Island AKA Zeus retrieval

Clipping Shenanigans

Disclaimer: Inspired by Geokat's Take the World by Storm but my time travel au is it's own seperate original work :) (except for parts 1 to 3 of the ace cover stories but like,,, cmon,,, THAT WAS TOO GOOD TO NOT ADAPT)

Palpatine u sad wrong motherfucker. I LOVE THIS. Because its so true, Anakin had put Padme in this pedestal like she was a saint and its not as explicitly stated or given a metaphor but Anakin had done this with Obi-wan too, calling him the perfect jedi as if jedi weren't the stories he heard of as a kid about warriors and mythical beings who would come and save everyone, and even if Obi-wan slowly becomes a man in his eyes to Anakin he is still the epitome of that perfection. I love it, i love this, and i also really love how fucking wrong Palpatine is, like u delusional old fool ur gonna destroy urself without realizing it bcos yes Obikin will also destroy themselves but they will drag everyone around them into this destruction and then build themselves back up too.

writing warm up that got away from me

It takes thirty-two more hours for the realization to come to Sidious, and he blames Skywalker wholly for the delay. The boy's own stupidity and black-and-white view of the galaxy must be rubbing off on him, that's the only reason Sidious can think of for not having thinking of this sooner.

Kenobi. 

And Skywalker.

The answer has been sitting right before him this entire time, but he had been too blinded by his own hatred of Kenobi to see it. And Skywalker's hero worship of the man hadn't helped, of course. The way Skywalker talked of his old Jedi master evoked images of untouchable saints, glowing angels, benevolent deities...the same way he talked of those sentients he fancied himself in love with at the height of his relationships with them. Gilded and perfect and infallible. It was the way Skywalker loved, to paint his paramours as idols placed upon a pedestal.

How had Sidious missed that Skywalker had already done the same thing with Kenobi? Years ago! For years, he has endured Skywalker's fanatical praise of his Jedi master. He has listened to him complain about the man, his fastidiousness, his devotion to the Jedi Order--but oh, those moments that Sidious had made the mistake of agreeing with Skywalker's own words! He has never felt closer to losing Skywalker's trust than those times he let a bad word about Kenobi slip past his lips, even though Skywalker himself had already said much more damning things.

And yet no matter the argument, no matter the disagreement between Kenobi and Skywalker, Skywalker's faith in his master did not waver. He never took his master down from that pedestal, no matter how many times Kenobi revealed himself to be just a man.

Sidious has spent years resenting that, resenting Skywalker's unshakeable devotion to his master. He has spent years trying to ingratiate himself to the boy, trying to replace Kenobi as the boy's mentor, his father. And every time he has failed because it seems that no matter how often Kenobi manages to break Skywalker's heart, Skywalker gives it to him again without hesitation.

But...but if Skywalker were to see Kenobi through the lens of a man in love, if they were to fall into bed together and strike up a romance, then surely...surely Kenobi would flinch at the force of Skywalker's naked devotion.

miles “who’s morales” morales’s biggest weakness is the cover story

sometimes i’m like ‘fanfiction can’t shock me anymore i’m numb to it’ then i find this shit

The Force: “Here’s the Chosen One!”

Jedi Council: “We don’t like him”

The Force: “…”

The Force: “…Listen here you little shits”

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reblog, don’t repost. thank you

Alternate ending of The Horse And The Infant;

Eurylochus: Captain. What is that

Odysseus, holding baby Astyanax, smiling: A gift from the gods! A boy for us to take back to Ithaca and for me to raise as my own. A token of our victory, if you will.

Polites: Not to doubt you, my friend and king, but is that not the baby the gods said you must kill?

Odysseus, with a slightly more strained smile: I am unsure what you mean, my friend. This is but a harmless babe.

Eurylochus: No, Captain, I remember Lord Zeus clearly saying he'll be the death of us all-

Odysseus, louder: I remember no such thing. Come, we must sail! Ithaca, my wife, my son, need us home.

Polites, to Eurylochus: Does he take us for blind?

Eurylochus: He takes us for loyal. Which we are, unfortunately.

ngl this goes crazy