Absolutely. This Man Could’ve Been POPULAR And He Stared At His Brother And Decided ‘No, I Will NOT

Another day with the 501st

[Anakin underneath his ship doing some maintenance as he hears the distant sounds of chaos]

Anakin: Huh. Maybe I should help with that… nah, Rex usually has it handled. They fear him more than me anyway.

[Rex charges into the hangar, spots Anakin, and wrenches him out from under his ship]

Rex: Help me wrangle our kids or so help me I will get a transfer.

Anakin: … yes, sir.

He was lonely and bored. His wife leaves so often, why not have his nephew, his girlfriend, and his best friend stay here forever!

Hades offering them something to eat literally killed me. Hades is like "the smart one's gone" and immediately tried to keep them there forever.

Now that I have experience with doing extensive research, the headcanon that Jaster desperately wants to get into the Jedi Archives for research purposes for Mandalorian history becomes more hilarious and more understandable.

I bet you that everyone close to him is sick of hearing him bemoan about not being allowed in just to study the writings of Terre Vizsla for a personal project of his (maybe even studying how Terre would combine old Mandalorian with whatever is old basic bc he’s a linguistic geek) and just find him a Jedi who will marry him to make him stop complaining 😂

night night

Hi I have another fic concept bopping around upstairs and I'm making it everyone's problem.

So, another time-travel because I like messing with relationships that change with age dynamics

In this case, Anakin from early in the war, either almost or freshly knighted but everyone is still pretty sure it's a desperation thing for the war and he's not actually ready, doesn't even have Ahsoka yet, gets tossed back into abooooout seven years before the JA era? Somewhere between five and ten.

Agemates with Xanatos (already evil, but relatively recently so) and Mace (surprisingly hot).

The local Jedi do not entirely trust his insistence that he's a knight, because his emotional control is trash and he had a bit of a breakdown when he saw Qui-Gon making comments about Never Having A Student Again, so the Jedi Council are like "listen, you're... fine? You're definitely ALMOST a knight but honestly we'd like to get to know your overall competency before we grant that title to you since you don't have any records. You said you hadn't had a chance to take these knighthood courses because of the war? Great, do those and some competency tests for the academia reqs, and we'll reassess in a year."

And since he's technically been bumped back down to Senior Padawan, he needs a Master, at least in name only.

And guess who DOESN'T have Komari yet, and whom Anakin is weirdly ready to keep an eye on for Keep Your Enemies Closer reasons?

(Also Anakin's nervous or frustrated or even angry energy gets funneled, very often, into Mace's bed.)

Sometimes Anakin wanders off to the crèche to locate bb!Obi-Wan and hug/cry on him for a bit.

i am craving this rexwalker dynamic where anakin is so obviously in love with rex like literally any person who sees them together immediately gets so fucking uncomfortable because anakin is like. not even looking at some sith he's fighting because he's fucking staring and violently drooling over his captain. he's making that low slutty man voice when rex is around. when rex is reporting about their mission anakin is not even trying to pretend he's listening his head's on rex's shoulder and his arms are wrapped around rex's waist and every other clone in 501st and ahsoka are like God Please Help Me To Get Through Another Day Of This Shit.

and the funniest part of it is that rex is absolutely oblivious. tup comes to him and goes like please do something about your skywalker boyfriend he's arranging rat fights on board again fives and hardcase have already lost all their credits to him and commander tano and rex's like my who?? me and general skywalker are nothing but colleagues. and obviously he's so fucking in love with anakin too but he's being so humble so silent about it he would Die but won't let anyone find out how he feels about anakin because he thinks that general let him get too close to him anyway and he's honored to be his battlefield friend and the last thing rex would want is to ruin this connection

so it's like

rex with anakin who sank his teeth into his leg and is being dragged across the floor after him: i wonder if me and general skywalker will ever be something more then brothers in arms😔😔❓❓

Cassie: Rob is NEVER around when we do something that the Bat asks.

Tim: Ride or die.

Bart: I think I lit something on fire!

Kon: no, that was me

"Aren't you worried they're gonna kill him?!"

Tim, to kon and bart: What's the rule on murder?

Kon: Uh, don't tell batman?

Tim: Good, be free, do whatever.

"Are you serious?? You don't even care?"

Tim: What they do when I'm not around is none of my business.

"But you are around!"

Tim: Not if batman asks.

WIP

Someone said Tim and Ra's gave them Morticia and Gomez vibes, which led to me writing this at 4 in the am. Not exactly what I intended but it still vibes y'know? Enjoy I guess.

Ra's is humming in frustration over some paperwork, league reports about recent attacks against his bases further south. He's trying to figure things out but it's late and he's already attended several meetings today. He's stressed, completely worn out.

Tim, dressed in the finest of dark silks gifted to him, comes up behind the older man; eerie blue eyes uncannily unnatural ringed in the thick kohl. His steps are silent but for the soft jingle of ancient gold jewelry and rare gemstones.

At first, his touch is soft and gentle when he reaches out. Then his sharp nails are raking down his newly-wedded husband's richly coloured skin, applying simple pressure and edging that line between feeling good and painful. "Don't torture yourself Dearest, that's my job."

Ra's smiles and turns to him, cupping his porcelain face, thumb tracing a shiny, thin line over his chin. Tim's body reminds him of Kintsugi. "I am only keeping you safe, beloved. These attacks are coming nearer and nearer-"

"You don't need to fear for my safety. I'm just as skilled with a sword as you." Tim cuts off, knocking Ra's' hand away, offended at the meer implication that he couldn't hold his own against a few rival assassins.

"Oh I don't doubt your capabilities, my dear Ghazal. I merely honour you so much that I am willing to fight for for you whilst you rest atop my thrown", Ra's soothes his husband, taking his hand and kissing over his marred knuckles. Acknowledging each scar as a proof of his strength, talent, admirable stubbornness.

Tim grins at that.

"You'd fight for me? You'd have me sit on your throne? Allow me to hold away over all your servants and ninja?" He tests, pulling back his hand from Ra's' grasp and turning to lean against the desk, disturbing some of the documents that lay there.

"Darling I would kill for you", Ra's reminds the younger man. "Do not question the lengths of which I am willing to devote myself to you now that we are one. Everything that is mine, is yours. Whatever you want I will give to you."

"Whatever I want?" Tim bites his lip, considering. Ra's only grins back, wide and promisingly predatory as he bares his teeth.

"Anything you wish for, my beloved".

Tim's got the most dangerous man in the world wrapped around his little pinky finger. He's got Ra's' thinking this was all his own perfectly crafted idea.

Tim smirks.

"Good."

I’d read this. Any fics? Feed me! Feed me please! I haven’t had a new fixation in months and I’m starting to panic

Fuckign uhhhh,,,,au where Quentin gets a little too chummy with the Legion and the Entity ends up vibe checking him and changing his role to that of a killer. So he has Feral Frenzy.

Frank is thrilled. Quentin is horrified.

After Bruce gets lost in the time stream and comes back Tim throws out the “no kill rule.” For one person and one person only.

Ra’s is creepy, everyone k owns this but no one knows this more than Tim. The guys like an annoying mosquito that won’t die because he’s a pseudo immortal who either wants to adopt him or like…marry him into the family.

Either way, Tim leaves the assassins alone. Usually sends them back with a little bow or something. But whenever Ra’s shows up himself it’s on sight. Doesn’t matter if it’s in civilian form or vigilanti form. Ra’s is the only person Tim gives no shots about killing.

One time he was helping Jason with a case in Crime alley when Ra’s showed up. Without a word and barely looking up, he grabs the one gun Jason has that always has live rounds and shoots Ra’s in the head. He hit his shoulder cause the fucker is fast for a centuries old man, but he still forcefully dragged away by an assassin who is just used to this shit by now.

Tim was explaining something to Jason and barely missed a beat and Jason just keeps looking at his brother and where Ra’s had just been.

“The fuck?”

“I didn’t kill him this time and I told him to leave me alone this week.” That obviously not what Jason was asking about but still.

Somewhere in the cave or in Tim’s space is a kill count. Where he lists how many times he’s managed to kill, fatally injure, or injure Ra’s”

It’s a concern when the family finds it needless to say.