Dynamic Duo(father And Son)

So I just found the most useful photo album in existence for tumblr arguments

pov its the end of the clone wars. anakin skywalker is going into a downhill spiral and obi wan needs caf. everything is about to go to shit and there is nothing anyone can do.

fox exists.

It was a normal day- except it wasn't. Fox was in a mood, and this particular mood was called a hangover. Too much partying- and with half of the 501st, at that- and too many drinks. It's one of those mornings- he's alive, and now everyone has to deal with it.

You see, every day, Fox puts a tally on the wall- a tally for every day he goes without shooting a certain someone between the eyes. Today, he stares at the wall, sighs, and puts on his helmet. He's hung over, hungry for the blood of the bitch, and pissed off. Why not go out with a bang? Everyone else seems to do it.

So Fox makes his way up to the Senate, climbs the hundreds of stairs just to make this all the more satisfying when he gets to the top, and he says his prayers and hopes that the bitch is in his office.

And he walks in to see Chancellor Palpatine in a black cloak and hood. What the fuck is this guy doing, cosplaying? Fox must have caught him doing something important- a holonet cosplay contest, perhaps?- as the Chancellor looks up sharply and tries to go for something. In the frenzy, Fox messily raises his blaster and puts the charge right where he wanted it. Then, he drops the gun and stares at the body of the bitch he had to report to for three years and is about to open the comm link to report that he just assassinated the Chancellor.

Then a whole entourage consisting of Mace Windu and co- plus Anakin fucking Skywalker, a few moments later- runs in, and sees Fox standing at the desk, trifling through very weird and oddly evil-ish papers. Palpatine's body is on the floor.

"Fox," Mace asks, almost calmly but letting some relief and confusion into his voice. "How did you know the Chancellor was a sith?"

Fox pauses, and looks up at Mace. He doesn't take his helmet off, but the expression on his face is almost emotionless as he asks, "He was a what?"

From that day forward, Fox was awarded as the savior of the galaxy. The clone that took down the sith that years and generations of jedi could not. The world goes on. Anakin Skywalker does not fall. Obi-Wan Kenobo becomes a godfather. Ahsoka and her 501st buddies reunite. Everyone doesn't realize that they dodged the largest bullet in history.

All because Fox was done with the Chancellor's shit and decided to give him what he deserved.

as much as i love angst i do also adore familial league of assassins shit, and since i keep seeing them on my tiktok fyp i cant stop thinking about those videos of idiot teenagers in military training being. teenagers. and thinking of jason and damian. just those two having weird little gimmicks and traditions that confuse the absolute fuck out of the rest of the family from their time at the league.

damian will refer to grapes as ‘assassination implements’ because of that time jason tried to throw one at him, missed, hit ra’s in the back of the head, and to avoid getting out of trouble gaslit him into believing it must have been some kind of dart that hit him from a coup attempt. ra’s went into lockdown and had the entire base searched and jason’s been lying about it for a year, nodding along whenever ra’s brings up the ‘irritating failure that escaped capture’.

nanda parbat had a specific bar that a lot of the assassins would go to when off-duty for a break, but damian wasn’t allowed because talia said he was too young so jason and a couple other loa workers dressed him up in fake facial hair and convinced the bartender he was just a really short old guy to get him in, and since then whenever they talk about something damian’s done that he wasn’t supposed to do they say it was ‘old man brutus’ that did it. bruce has no idea who the fuck brutus is or why two of his sons find his existence so amusing.

whenever the assassins were fucking around on loa grounds they would have a specific low-down gravely tone of voice that when any of them saw talia or ra’s approach, they would use to warn the rest of the group by saying ‘al ghul’ in that tone to indicate everyone had to straighten up and act like they were training. damian can copy that tone perfectly, and will use that voice when saying non-sensical words like ‘ooby-dooby’ and ‘birch tree’ because the tone makes jason instinctively straight up and whirl around like a soldier hearing the word ‘sergeant’. it works every fucking time.

one of damian’s tutors and jason’s mission colleague hated coconut milk with a fucking passion and would rant about it every time it was brought up in conversation. a lot of the guys would take bets on how long she could go talking about it and then purposely brought it up to set her off as a game. every time anyone around the loa base was seen with coconut milk somebody would respond ‘what would eden say if she saw you with that?’. tim dick and bruce do not know who eden is or why they hate coconut milk and at this point they’re too scared to ask.

all im saying is the loa becomes much funnier if we consider it just to be a very strict assassin boarding school that jason attended and damian grew up in.

My most famous thing ig Bat inco quotes

Roy: Sorry it took so long to bail you out of jail. Jason: No, it was my fault. I shouldn't have used my phone call to prank call the GCPD.

Dick: Ladies, gentlemen and Dami, I want to show you the greatest thing your eyes have ever beheld! Damian: A cat? Dick: No. Damian: A kitten? Dick: No! Damian: A kitten with a little hat on? Dick: NO! Damian: Consider me uninterested

Barbara: I’m not like other girls. I’m way, way worse.

Jason: Come on, B! How any times do I have to apologize? Bruce: Once! Jason: ...No.

Jason: *banging a pen on the table out of frustration* Roy, trying to focus on a project: Stop that. How would YOU feel if I banged you on the table? Jason: I— Jason: I don’t know the correct answer to that question.

Kon: I'm sorry. Please talk to me. Tim: Kon: Hello? World's most amazing person?? Sweet pea? Precious cinnamon roll that's too good for this world, too pure? Tim: 'Sorry' doesn't bring back my fucking M&Ms.

Tim: God has let me live another day and I'm going to make it everyone's problem.

Duke: Okay, who's turn is it to give the pep talk? Dick: It's Cass' turn. Cass: Don't die. Dick, wiping a tear away: Truly inspirational.

Jon: Fight me! Damian, standing behind him and holding a knife: *mouths* Do not.

*The squad's reaction to being told they're the chosen one* Bruce: I will not let you down. Steph: Sounds fun. Cass: K. Jason: No, I'm fucking not. Tim: Do I have to be? Dick: Please God, I am so tired.

Steph: I dare you- Dick: Jason is not allowed to accept dares anymore. Steph: Why not? Jason: "I have no regard for my own or others personal safety", as some would say.

Bruce: Tim, is that my mug you’re drinking out of? Tim: No, it’s mine. Bruce: It... looks just like the one I have... Tim: You don’t have one like this anymore.

Damian, eating a meal: I poisoned one of our glasses… but I forgot which one. Jason: The way this dinner is going, I pray to God that it’s mine.

Steph: I think we can be evil. As a treat. Cass: We? Steph: We. :)

Tim: I don’t even have time to tell you how wrong you are. Jason: Okay? Tim: … Tim: … Tim: Actually it’s gonna bug me if I don’t, so—

Dick: Litte Wing, it’s a shooting star, let’s make a wish! Robin!Jason: I wish for good grades. Dick: Nerd. Jason: Nevermind, I wish upon the shooting star to fall down at a 30° velocity aiming for Dick. :) Dick: Jason…

Jason: Clownery. Tomfoolery. Absolute fuckery, I am going to revoke your life privileges.

I made a new ship.

Nim Pianna and Arla Fett. Started a fic (You’re Safe) with that pairing on ao3… and I think it’s a completely new tag, I came up with the ship months ago while reading How a Romance Novel Saved the Galaxy by Ariana Deralte (ArianaDeralte), but… yeah. Thoughts?

REBLOG THIS TO GIVE THE PERSON YOU REBLOGGED THIS FROM A GOLD STAR BECAUSE THEY’VE BEEN STELLAR TODAY AND THEY DESERVE IT ⭐️

hey sorry it's just that i don't think i'm very good at being a person. thanks for letting me try with you, anyway.

Writing Dialogue

I am starting a petition to introduce two new (I think) pronouns. "fe/fes/fem" and "se/ses/sem". My idea is that when you're writing a dialogue between two people of the same gender, you can use "fe/fes/fem" to refer to the first person who speaks, and "se/ses/sem" to refer to the other. Thoughts, please?

my oldest boba fett headcanon, from before i even knew what a headcanon was, is that this man, who regularly whiled away the hours on kamino as a boy reading novels and who has a job that often requires him to do nothing more than stand around looking menacing for hours on end, definitely has an e-reader app installed on his helmet