This Is It. This Is The Purest Photo In Existence. Reblog For 100 Years Of Good Luck

Mace: *dragging Kenobi and Vos out of the slam poetry night by their tunic collars and stops Tholme and Jinn from leaving them behind* No, you heard our rules after last week’s incident, they’ve been banned!

Qui-Gon: *ready to argue* What in the galaxy could my sweet baby padawan have done to get kicked out?

Tholme: I must admit, despite Jinn’s willful ignorance, I understand that mine could get banned, but he never mentioned it so I would like to know what he did.

Mace: Obi-Wan wrote a poem about a galaxy wide war that gave seventeen people True Visions and I had a shatterpoint migraine till last night. So for him it’s either me or him in that room and I’m the host so it’s me.

Qui-Gon: *taking a sheepish Obi-Wan into his arms for a pity cuddle cause that poem had led to like four straight days of council sessions and an enslaved Dathomiri child being found in a senator’s house on Naboo* To be fair. Obi-Wan had some good points.

Tholme: I’m scared to ask. What did mine do?

Mace: He didn’t write a poem so he went up to the mic and started licking it. It was the most disgusting noise I ever heard. If he gets near a mic I might have to drop kick him. Safer for him out here.

Tholme: *deep sigh of sadness* Yeah that sounds like something he’d do.

There's only one way to see Revenge of the Sith...

*watch the movie*

*open ao3 immediately after*

Tim: *drops food by accident*

Dick:

Tim:

Dick:

Tim: *slowly reaches for it*

Dick: Timmy no

Tim: *holding it*

Dick: Tim no

Tim: *holds it close to his mouth*

Dick: Timothy. Timothy Jackson Drake Grayson-

Tim: *puts the food in his mouth*

Dick: TIMMY

Tim was fr stressing Dick OUT as a kid like he was twenty years old with grey hairs because SOMEONE (ten year old Tim) couldn't understand the concept of looking twice before you cross the road. He's twenty-four now and still gets heart attacks daily because what do you MEAN Tim befriended the dangerous ghost-thing (that's apparently a girl????) he was supposed to turn into the police? What do you MEAN the ghost is now one of Tim’s best friends?? Why is he flirting with EVERYONE remotely his age and why is it working?? (<- he gets it from Dick) Why do half the guys in his grade invite him out on dates that Tim doesn't know are dates?? Why is Tim befriending literally everyone??? (<- he also gets that from Dick) Why did LADY SHIVA take an interest in him??

He's also got to deal with the new sibling and sibling-adjacent figures that Bruce and/or Babs took in, plus Tim just. Bringing people into their home. Also did he mention his boyfriend is having an identity crisis? Because his boyfriend is having an identity crisis.

*bored at a Wayne gala*

Tim: Anybody have any game ideas?

Dick: Let's play the question game!

Jason: NO! Do NOT listen to him.

Duke: What's the question game?

Dick: Two people have a conversation but only in questions. The first person to say a normal sentence loses- but couldn't you have figured it out?

Damian: That does not sound difficult.

Jason: He is unnaturally good at this stupid game. Don't say I didn't warn you.

Dick: It's not that bad is it? So who's up first?

Jason: Run away, little pigs. Run away while you still can.

Steph: Could I give it a go?

Dick: I don't know? Could you?

Steph: You're pretty confident aren't you?

Dick: Any reason I shouldn't be?

Steph: Remind me: your old outfit was butt-ugly, right?

Duke: Isn't that a little...personal?

Steph: Quiet, you. Wait, no, hang on-

Jason: Ooooh, sorry, Steph!

Steph: Duke distracted me! That's cheating!

Dick: Would you like a rematch?

Tim: Wait, wait. Let me give this a try.

Dick: You want to try, Tim?

Tim: Why not?

Dick: Let me know when you're ready?

Tim: I'm ready.

Jason: Short and sweet.

Dick: Anyone else? Jason?

Jason: Hell no- I've lost enough of my life to this dumb game.

Dick: What about you, Damian? You want to give this a try?

Damian: Well, wouldn't that be the next logical step?

Dick: Who said this was a logical game?

Damian: Were you the one who told Bruce to limit my animal adoption rates?

Dick: And what if I was?

Damian: Would you not feel betrayed?

Dick: Would you not like me to act in your own interest?

Damian: Is that a real question?

Dick: Is that an incredibly weak response?

*several hours later*

Damian: But have I proved my point?

Dick: Can we agree to disagree?

Duke: Dick, how long is this going to go on for?

Jason: Hours...days. Months doesn't seem unreasonable.

Tim: Speaking from experience?

Jason: You have no idea.

Richard Chen’s Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Part I

one piece saved my life man

I think the Jedi council should have at least considered sending obi-wan over to Dooku to be like “yes hello I am here for sith training” just to see what would happen

PSA