I Can’t Get Over The Continued Thematic Follow-through Of This Idea That Jedi Aren’t Truly Jedi Unless

Out of curiosity...

Just finished reading the Symposium, in which a guy named Phaedrus claims that Aeschylus is ridiculous for believing that Achilles is the lover and Patroclus the beloved. (i.e. that Achilles tops.)

Phaedrus argues that Patroclus was the lover (the top) and Achilles the beloved (the bottom), as Patroclus was older and Achilles more beautiful.

Hey y'all

I know that no one really cares, and only a couple of people are maybe slightly interested, but I figured it was good manners to post this here. No, it's not a suicide note, although that is so me six months ago.

I'm taking a break from most social media sites. I need to focus on college, on getting good grades, more sleep than two-three hours average a night, and remembering to actually eat and drink. I've been managing the first, but all three has been like juggling kitchen knives set on fire.

I may be back in April, maybe not, but I'm trying to stay off until then. Anyways. Ladies, Gentlemen, My Most Esteemed Neither-of-the-Aboves. Fare thee well.

Reblog if you honestly have NEVER sent anon hate.

It pains me that only 14,000 people can honestly reblog this

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you to get to know your mutuals and followers!!

Hmm… in no particular order:

Curling up in bed when it’s snowing outside

Reading good books (and fanfics)

Pacing while coming up with song segments, scenes that could be in fics, singing/humming/speaking dramatically without anyone around to ask if I’m insane

People talking to me :)

Being with my best friend or with my family

Odysseus (talking to Athena): Thanks, Mom Athena: Polites: Hermes: Eurylochus: Penelope: Odysseus: Why is everyone staring at me? Polites: You just called Athena mom Eurylochus: You said;thanks mom Odysseus: What? No, I didn't. I said;thanks, Athena Athena: Do you see me as a mother figure, Odysseus? Odysseus: No. If anything, I see you as a abandonment figure, cause you abandoned me Penelope: Hey! Show your mother some respect! Odysseus: I didn't call her mom! Athena: No, no, no, no, Odysseus, I take it as a compliment Zeus: It's really not a big deal. I called Hera Mom once, and she's my wife Odysseus: Guys, jump on that! Zeus has psycho-s3xual issues! Hermes: Old news. But you calling Athena mommy Odysseus: Hey, mommy is not on the table here Posideon: Well, you did call her mom, dude Odysseus: You shut up. You've done nothing but lie since you got here Posideon: Okay, I was lying about the hold-up, but the mom thing, that happened Odysseus: Ah-ha. He admitted the alibi was a lie. All part of my crazy, devious plan. Athena: I believed you- Odysseus: Thank you Athena: -son. You want to talk about it later over a sparring match? Odysseus: Odysseus, whispering: I'd like that

i honestly expected there to be at least one or two other arla fett/nim pianna fics.

i feel you.

Nothing is worse than becoming obsessed with a rarepair that has no works on AO3 outside of what you’ve written yourself. Goddamnit, I will make Vokara/Mij a ship people know.

Tell you what I need? I need some more public perspective and outsider POV of the clone wars.

I want fail compilations and highlight reels. Deep dive analysis of certain battles and videos on the Top Ten Things We Still Dont Know About The Jedi.

Give me the girls who hang pictures of Jedi on their wall and play kiss-marry-kill with the seperatists.

Give me the boys of the street swapping homemade trading cards and daring each other to try touch the troopers as they pass.

I want to hear from my Mrs. Anakin Skywalker’s on their religiously run fan page. Who organise weekend trips to coruscant with their online friends to see the Temple in person.

I want Jedi-sonas and unofficial Jedi merch. Different coloured wristbands to signify which is your favourite legion. Fanart and problematic ships.

People camping outside the temple gates waiting to try catch a glimpse of their favourite Jedi.

Zealous fans sneaking into the temple by stowing away on service craft and vlogging it for their ThySpace channel.

Why can’t I see the conspiracy theories with hour long rants shot on a portrait datapad camera, proving that the Jedi are all actors and the force just special effects.

Where are my stylised Jedi robes worn by high-end fashion events. The holonet trends and challenges.

Where are my doomsday protesters who the Jedi are devil worshipers, and then the cult that think they are gods.

Late night talk show hosts giving professional sounding and wildly misinformed opinions on a war they aren’t qualified to give opinions on.

The woman who swears she is secretly married to a Jedi appearing on space Dr. Phil.

Kids watching shaking camera footage of battles in the back of a class room and fighting each other with lightsaber sticks in the yard.

Where are my clone look-a-like contest and stolen armour used to try sneak onto ships.

I want long lost family members who gave up their kid to the Jedi suddenly appearing on talk shows for their five minutes of fame.

I want the public grieving when a favourite general dies, and the memorials in the streets. The worry when a Jedi hasn’t been spotted in a while.

Daredevils with broken arms from where they try to replicate famous moves pulled by Jedi. The press release from the temple when one dies in the process.

Hushed tales told by grizzled men in smokey bars, whiskey shots pushed into shakey hands as they recount the time they saw Skywalker in person, a supernova behind his eyes and blood staining his bared teeth.

I want the fear, the awe, the obsession and the outrage.

GIMME. PUBLIC. OUTSIDER. POV.

Batfam incorrect quotes because I like to:

—

Bruce: Alfred, what do I do?

Damian: This is an issue...

De aged Dick: I told you I didn't want little siblings! D:<

De aged Jason, crying under a table with a batarang: I DON'T WANNA BE KIDNAPPED!

De aged Tim, staring at Bruce with big, wide eyes: :o

De aged Stephanie, tackling Dick:

—

Bruce: Alright, until Zatanna can get here, you're gonna need to be on your best behavior.

Stephanie: I want my Mom!

Stephanie, kicking Bruce's shins:

Bruce: I am so glad you're not my kid.

Dick, staring at a Nintento game card: Why's the game cartridge so small!?

Bruce: Oh, yeah, I forgot you grew up in the 90's... Um...

Tim, trying to eat said game card:

Bruce: Timothy Jackson Drake, no!

Tim, dropping it quickly and posing like a startled Red Panda: :o

Alfred, holding Jason by the scruff: Sir, master Jason attempted escape again.

Jason: I'm telling my Dad on you! He'll beat you up! MY PARENTS ARE GONNA CALL THE COPS ON YOU! JUST YA WAIT, THEY'RE GONNA BE HERE AND TAKE ME AWAY FROM YOU FOREVER!

Bruce: Hrn, maybe I should've talked to Jason more about his birth parents when I got him...

Alfred: No Father is perfect, sir.

Stephanie: MY MOM SAYS EAT THE RICH!

Stephanie, taking a bite out of Bruce's hand:

—

Bruce: Look, I turned on a movie!

Dick: . . . Why is THE LION KING IN REAL LIFE!?

Bruce: It's live action—

Dick: KILL IT!

Tim, lifting a camera up slowly and snapping a picture of Bruce from a corner:

Bruce: !? Tim?! Where'd you get a camera!?

Tim, dropping to all fours and quietly crawling along the shadows to leave the room:

Bruce: . . . What?

Damian: Father, permission to be a tad bit suspicious of Tim's humanity?

Bruce: He didn't have any when I met him, now I think he might not be human.

—

Jason: I'M IN A BATMOBILE AND YOU'RE NOT!

Bruce, trying to open the door frantically: Jason Peter Todd get out of that car right this instance!

Jason: TAKE ME HOME!

Bruce: Jason, please, I'm not trying to kidnap you.

Jason: I WANT MY MOM!

Tim, popping up from the back seats to climb into the passenger seat and snap a photo of Bruce, desperately struggling to get inside the bat mobile:

Jason: WHERE'D YOU COME FROM!?

Tim, shrugging:

Jason: . . . YOU'RE WEIRD!

Dick, running around in Stephanie's Robin uniform: BATMAN, NANANANANANANA!!!

Stephanie, squealing as she swings Tim's bō staff around:

Damian, chasing after them both: ENOUGH, BOTH OF YOU! YOU ARE ACTING CHILDISH!

Jason, crying: I want my Mooooom.

Tim, turning on the radio, gasping when it works: :o

—

Dick, glaring at a laptop: That's not normal. Why'd you flatten the computer?! WHAT IS THAT THING ON IT!?

Bruce: It's a laptop, and that's internet, and I'm trying to contact Lucius to inform him neither Tim or I will be there for work today.

Damian: Must I go to school? This seems like a family emergency.

Dick: I don't wanna go to school either!

Tim, dropping from an air vent onto the floor, landing face first like a limp rag doll:

Bruce: OH MY GOD!?

Tim, coughing once before picking himself up and snapping a picture of Bruce:

Bruce: . . . I need to get Tim tested.

Damian: For?

Bruce, watching as Tim waddles away: Everything.

—

Stephanie: This place is to big, my Dad would never let me stay at a place this fancy.

Jason: We're being human trafficked!

Stephanie: I dunno, that guy hasn't tried anything.

Jason: Them why do you keep bitin' and kickin' 'im?

Stephanie: I just like to.

Tim:

Jason: WHERE DID YOU COME FROM!?

Tim, lifting up a blank, thick, white binder, flipping it open to reveal page after page of pictures of both Bruce and Batman, as well as Dick and Robin:

Stephanie: What's that?

Tim: Batman.

Jason: YOU CAN SPEAK!?

Tim: . . . Wanna hear me talk about Batman?

Stephanie:

Jason:

Both: Sure.

Tim, big gasp: :O

—

Dick, swinging from a chandelier, singing: WHO LET THE DOGS OUT!? WHO LET THE DOGS OUT!? WOOF WOOF WOOF!

Bruce, sipping from a mug of coffee: I'm glad I got those reinforced...

Tim, taking a picture:

Bruce: . . . Are you hungry?

Tim:

Bruce: You... You haven't eaten.

Tim:

Bruce: . . . Alfred, can you contact Cass? She might be able to communicate with Tim.

Alfred: Right away, sir.

—

Cass: Hi, Tim.

Tim:

Cass: What am I meant to do?

Bruce: Communicate with him..?

Cass: . . . How?

Bruce: You know body language better than I do.

Cass: He seems neutral.

Bruce: I don't think his facial expression has changed once.

Cass: What?

Bruce: Unless blinking counts.

Tim, looking at Bruce: I know what you are.

Tim, waddling off:

Cass: Why was he scarier as a child?

Bruce: The only one who wasn't terrifying as a child was Tim.

Jason, running through the halls with a bucket on his head, right into a wall: Oof!

Bruce: . . . And Jason.

—

Stephanie: You're pretty.

Cassandra: Thank you.

Stephanie: Why is there so many boys here?

Cassandra: Men usually have a harder time dealing with complex emotions and so are more likely to turn to violence to cope, hence why Bruce became Batman. As for Tim, Dick, and Jason? They ended up with Bruce and inherited his... Coping mechanisms.

Stephanie: . . . What?

Cassandra: . . . Want to go hang out at our girls only club?

Stephanie: YES!

—

Babs: Permission to ask?

Cass, braiding Stephanie's hair: No.

Stephanie, eating a king sized Hershey bar, looking like Kirby as she opens her mouth to consume it whole:

—

Bruce: Alright, I had to bribe Alfred with a months vacation, but...

Bruce, putting down two big bags of McDonald's:

Dick: MCDONALD'S!!!!

Tim, snapping a picture:

Jason: Is it drugged?

Bruce: No more than Gotham's food usually is. I got you a Wonder Woman toy.

Dick: I WANT SUPERMAN! :D

Bruce: You got Superman.

Jason: Hm . . . Bribe accepted, but only because if you try to hurt me I'm gonna tell the cops your Batman and get you arrested for forever.

Bruce, knowing damn well Jason hates the police and ain't no snitch: That's fine.

Jason, digging into a bag instantly:

Tim:

Bruce: Uh...

Bruce, slowly lifting a French fry between two fingers:

Tim, eating it from Bruce's fingers before waddling away:

Bruce: . . .

Dick: Wait, isn't that our neighbor?

Jason, lifting his toy in the air: WONDER WOMAN!!!

Dick: Wanna make her fight my Superman!?

Jason: HELL YEAH!

—

Bruce: Alright, Zatanna will be here in an hour. Thank god.

Dick: Is she gonna make us grown ups again?

Bruce: Yes.

Dick: YAY! NO MORE SCHOOL!

Jason: But I like school! Can I still go to school as a grown up?

Bruce: Uh... Of course, Jay, lad.

Jason: YES! EDUCATION! I can't wait to graduate again! :D

Bruce: uhhhh...

Tim: I ate the game card.

Jason:

Dick:

Bruce:

—

BONUS:

*Tim and Bernard, sitting in a hospital room*

Bernard: How'd you get a Stardew Valley Nintendo switch game stuck in your large intestine?

—

Send me a pairing and a number and I'll write you a drabble

1. “Come over here and make me.” 2. “Have you lost your damn mind!?” 3. “Please, don’t leave.” 4. “Do you…well…I mean…I could give you a massage?” 5. “Wait a minute. Are you jealous?” 6. “Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?” 7. “I almost lost you.” 8. “Wanna bet?” 9. “Don’t you ever do that again!” 10. “Teach me how to play?” 11. “Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!” 12. “I think we need to talk.” 13. “Kiss me.” 14. “Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.” 15. “So, I found this waterfall…” 16. “It could be worse.” 17. “Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…” 18. “This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in.” 19. “The paint’s supposed to go where?” 20. “You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.” 21. “We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?” 22. “I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.“ 23. “Just once.” 24. “You’re the only one I trust to do this.” 25. “I can’t believe you talked me into this.” 26. “I got you a present.” 27. “I’m pregnant.” 28. “Marry me?” 29. “I thought you were dead.” 30. “It’s not what it looks like…” 31. “You lied to me.” 32. “I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.” 33. “Please don’t do this.” 34. “If you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed.” 35. “You heard me. Take. It. Off.” 36. “I wish I could hate you.” 37. “Wanna dance?” 38. “You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.” 39. “Hey! I was gonna eat that!” 40. “Have I entered an alternate universe or did you really just crack a smile for me?” 41. “You did all of this for me?” 42. “I swear it was an accident.” 43. “YOU DID WHAT?!” 44. “If you die, I’m gonna kill you.” 45. “Tell me a secret.” 46. “Hey, have you seen the..? Oh.” 47. “No one needs to know.” 48. “Boo.” 49. “Well this is awkward…” 50. Writer’s preference

~Not mine~

Damian watches Tim get trolled in a roblox obby twice in a row by some random player and then proceed to track down who turns out to be a 13yr old through his IP address and then not only sends a falsified anonymous tip to his school principal that the kid’s dealing drugs, but digs up dirt on his parents until he can send proof to the kids mom that her husband’s having an affair so that Tim can make the kid a child of divorce. Damian watches all of this while sketching calmly from the other end of the couch and silently wonders how the fuck he managed to get away with trying to kill that guy without getting his own life ruined as consequence

as if sensing his thoughts, Tim glances over and casually points out, “look if i got revenge on YOU for attempted murder then i’d have to be fair and also get revenge on Jason, and to be honest I couldn’t be fucked with that. that guy got dunked in the pit and came back 99% spite, you saw what happened with Bruce. i start that war and it becomes my full time job; not happening.”

Jason’s reading on the armchair and he looks up, blinking twice. When Damian’s mystified gaze turns to him, he blankly states, “there’s a guy in my building who once said it was ‘brave of me to wear such a yellow shirt’ and i’ve been breaking into his apartment weekly to replace every article of clothing he owns with neon yellow versions for the past eleven months because of it.” Damian stares while Tim nods casually, not looking up from his ipad. Jason continues, “he knows it’s me, he just can’t prove it. he tries to hide new clothes from me. he never succeeds. his coworkers call him banana man.”

Damian takes this in before announcing to the room; “i no longer wish to be a part of the Wayne family.”

Bruce is walking past the open doorway and calls out tiredly as he goes, “why do you think Dick went to Bludhaven?”