I Was Talking About Prime And As I Mentioned The Books By Alexander Irvine 😊

Merci beaucoup @vibratingbonesbis ♥️

NPT @al-astakbar @kuza-22-li

thank you so much for the tag @inklore 💕

it's kind of wild to see all of these out and open for me to mark. I always forget that people made fanart for an old fic of mine.

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HELP ME FIGURE THIS OUT!

For a long time my tag for most sites has been Aroa'yr Shuk, and I've run into a little problem.

I was trying to remember what it meant as I only have a slight memory of making it, I know for a fact that shuk means tear, but I can't find the meaning of aroa'yr, I know that I didn't make it up (if I had it would of been closer to "aroy'a") but I also can't find any proof of that the word exists beyond a thing on swgoh.gg called "Imperio Mandaloriano Aroa'yr" so I know that the word at least exists.

And I put it through Google Translate and it's not a real life language.

So can someone tell me if I just made this up? If Mando'a has changed? If it's from another Star Wars language?

Please help me...

Breaking down the walls Crosshair has built and melting his heart would be such a slow burn. You'd first just have to learn to enjoy each other's silence - comfortable silence. Not awkward at all, just existing with each other. He's not a talkative guy, and doesn't like being pressured into conversation. But flashing him a little smile across the room will do more than words ever could.

Then you start doing quiet little things for each other. He's out of toothpicks? A new box mysteriously appears. You're sick today? He's convinced his brothers to be as quiet as possible to let you sleep. Hate taking out the trash? It's already been done, even though it's your turn to do it. He's noticeably tired today? you've made a new pot of caf, what a coincidence!

Then it's little touches - a brush of your fingers against his as he hands you tools for repairs. A light tap on his arm to wake him from a nap. Your knees touch as you sit next to each other around a bonfire. Crosshair isn't a touchy-feely guy, but subtle, gentle physical contact makes him feel warm and tingly. The first time you are hurt during a mission, he wordlessly bandages your hand for you. Glancing up every so often to make sure he's being gentle enough. Once he finishes up, he holds onto your hand a little longer than necessary.

When you wake up shaking and sobbing from a nightmare, he hears you. He makes his way over to your bunk and has one word for you: "Scoot." He's warm, and you feel safe again. His brothers find the two of you cuddled up together in the morning, but they don't say anything - they just share some knowing grins. They always knew you and Crosshair were a perfect match.

Your first kiss is barely even a big deal because it was so natural. You're both so obviously comfortable with each other that everyone kind of thought you were already dating. He kisses your temple when saying goodnight, you kiss his cheek when he brings you caf. Your lips would find each other's eventually, and after that, very frequently.

Crosshair wouldn't ask you to be his official partner - it's just a given. If anyone asks, you're "together." He's still got a fear of being abandoned, and doesn't want to put a label on it. In his mind, it'll hurt less if he ruins something that doesn't exist. But one day, after years of sweet silence, gentle touches, softly kissing, and making love, you overhear him refer to you as his wife. And you know that his heart is yours forever.

Obsessed with Neil Gaiman's new Tumblr bio

Hmmm... I'm sure he would let me ride him. Laying on the bed with a glass of wine in a dressing gown, he would let me do it, ordering me the pace and telling me i'm doing good work for him.

I'm sure he has a praise kink

Okay okay you got me there. I can see him as a cowgirl type of guy.

And that praise kink 😳

I'm just saying he'd probably be crazy for a "my Patriarch."

In this moment I live for an Obi-Wan and Maul friendship.

Imagine them as Padawans, both quick to anger and learning how to control their more violent urges.

Imagine Maul as Mace Windu's Padawan and Obi-Wan was Qui-Gon Jinn's.

Imagine Obi-Wan being 3 years Maul's senior.

Imagine Maul's slight distrust of of Obi-Wan due to Qui-Gon's rocky relationship with the Jedi Code and Mace's steadfast belief in the rules.

Imagine the first time they sparred together.

Imagine them both tossing their lightsabers and resorting to fists.

Imagine them training and meditating with one another to control their anger.

Imagine them becoming friends.

Imagine them years later in the Clone Wars.

Imagine Maul being respectful towards everyone, including his enemies.

But still calling Obi-Wan "rat-boy."

Imagine them both as Jedi Masters.

Imagine Maul teasing Obi-Wan about Satine.

Imagine Obi-Wan trying to set Maul up with Ventress.

Imagine them sparring as adults.

Imagine them throwing away their lightsabers and resorting to fists.

Imagine Obi-Wan pulling on Maul's horns.

Imagine Maul wishing Obi-Wan still had long hair to pull back.

Now I think he would like to sleep with humans, like... The scandal 😏

He would verbally and publicly denonce those indecent ways but once doors are closed ? Put those pretty alien lips to use on your Patriarch

That is so self indulgent, I am all here for it. He would fuel the fires when he's bored.

Lily of the Valley

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam

Summary: Jason Todd dies and comes back to life. As the League takes him in, he navigates his morality and family values over the years.

Chapters: 4/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Talia al Ghul, Ra's al Ghul, Damian Wayne, Barbara Gordon, Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Sheila Haywood

Relationships: Jason Todd/Original Character(s)

Additional Tags: Immortal Jason Todd, League of Assassins Jason Todd, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Protective Talia al Ghul, Good Parent Talia al Ghul, Jason Todd Needs a Hug, Good Sibling Jason Todd, Hurt/Comfort, Adopted Children, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Emotional Manipulation, Claustrophobia, Child Death, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Resurrected Jason Todd

Chapter Four: Peace Lily

"This one, Gēgē," Damian whispered as he took a book off the shelf. Jason lay back and let Damian sit on his lap as he read the title.

"Can you turn the page for me, Damian?" Jason requested gently. Damian made a soft noise and obeyed. Jason couldn't use his hands when spending time with Damian, but he found ways around it. Damian had a fondness for Jason that not even Talia could explain. They spent most of their days together. The boys sometimes took a nap together in mid-afternoons when Talia was busy.

Halfway through the book, Damian stopped turning the pages at Jason's request. "Damian?" Jason whispered. Damian turned and looked up at him.

"Sleepy?" Damian asked. Jason nodded. "I can tell." Jason chuckled as Damian stood up and helped him to bed. Jason held back his laugh as Damian tucked him in. Talia smiled and crossed her arms as she watched the two boys from the doorway.

"You too, baby bird," Talia whispered. Damian obeyed and lay down in his bed. Talia tucked him in, and he quickly drifted off to sleep. She kissed his forehead and whispered something that neither boy could hear. Jason, however, lay awake, watching her. "Are you too tired to talk for a moment?"

"No, I'm not too tired," Jason whispered. She crouched by his bedside and pushed his bangs out of his face.

"Your bandages are coming off soon... And soon after, your training begins," Talia informed him, "Do you have any idea what that means for you?"

Jason shook his head, and Talia continued to speak. "Jason, I'll oversee your studies. Everything from history to hand-to-hand combat," she explained, "And then my father will take over your training once you're ready to spar with others."

He smiled. "Like homeschool?" Jason asked.

"It would be more intensive than homeschooling, but it would be something like that. I'm telling you now because there might be things that happen during your training that might not make sense... It might even frighten you at times-."

"But you'll be there, won't you?" Jason interrupted as he sat up.

The innocence written all over Jason's face moved her to tears. She had to fulfill her father's wishes. Talia promised to train Jason and examine the extent of his immortality before she'd even met him. She had no idea how sweet and gentle Jason was, nor how few years he'd been alive. Talia nodded as she turned her face away from Jason. "I'll do my best," Jason whispered to get her to smile. "Talia."

She embraced him and smoothed his hair down. "And I will do mine," Talia whispered. She squeezed his shoulder as she let go. "Get some rest." Jason nodded and lay down. She pulled the blankets over him and kissed his temple as she always did with Damian.

She left them alone to meet with Ra's and plead with him for Jason's soul. It was a fight she didn't see herself winning, but she had to try. "Baba, about Jason... I don't think he's suited-."

"I'm in no mood to hear your reservations on this matter... I allowed you to doctor him in a traditional sense as you asked, but I will not permit you to waste any more of my time. He will start training as soon as his hands have healed," Ra's snapped. Talia took a deep breath.

"You've already killed him once. Isn't his blood enough? Could we compare-."

"Should I exsanguinate the boy and bathe in his blood? Or should you have me drink his blood like some crazed beast?" Ra's asked sarcastically. Talia hung her head and looked out the window. "What changed?"

"He's only a child. A fragile child. Jason could be easily broken under the pressure of what you require," Talia whispered, "I don't think he understands his own gift."

"He will understand soon enough," Ra's replied, "But I'll take his state of mind into consideration..." Talia nodded and excused herself.

"I heard your footsteps, little one," Talia whispered. Jason came out from the shadows. She turned to face him, and he walked toward her with his head hung low.

"I didn't mean-. Well, I did mean to snoop... I'm sorry," Jason whispered. Talia opened her arms and embraced him.

"It's alright... Jason did you hear anything that you-. Do you have questions about anything you heard in there?" Talia asked. Jason nodded. "You can ask me."

Jason kicked at the air and mouthed what he had to say breathlessly before speaking aloud. "What did you mean by my gift?" Jason asked. "Do I have powers? Was that what you meant?"

Talia nodded. "Jason, would you like to sit with me in the garden?" she questioned. Jason nodded, and she led him by his arm to a small garden and helped him into his shoes. "Can you explain what happened to you in the past month?"

Jason smiled up at the warm sun. He hadn't been outdoors in weeks. Jason remembered what she asked after coming to his senses. Jason explained that he got sick from the cold twice and that the hospitals made a mistake.

"That's not at all what happened. Jason, you've died twice since December," Talia whispered, "But for one reason or another-."

Jason let out a laugh. "No," he shook his head. "I-. No." He tried to take a breath but couldn't get enough air. "That's not true..."

"Jason, you died-."

"Am I dead now?" Jason questioned. Talia shook her head. "Where am I? Am I being punished?"

"No, you're not dead, and you're not being punished... This island is your new home. It's where you'll grow up. I'll get you a room and playroom if that's what you like. Do boys your age play with toys?" Talia asked as she attempted to calm him down. Jason let out a breath and smiled. The smile was for Talia. Jason liked Talia, trusted her, and Jason wanted her to like him.

"I prefer books," Jason chuckled. Talia nodded and wiped tears from Jason's cheeks.

"A library then, little one," Talia whispered. She wrapped her arms around him, and he closed his eyes. Talia frowned and held onto Jason. All she wanted to do was protect him, but that wasn't in her power. Not anymore. Jason was no longer hers to care for and love. Jason belonged to Ra's now.

Oooo thank you @ele-millennial-weirdo here are my random 10 from the same Playlist I've had since I was like 13 and just keep adding liked songs to:

1. forever fifteen - MOTHICA

2. Recovery - Måneskin

3. Dirty Imbecile - The Happy Fits

4. APHRODITE - Ethan Gander

5. Come Along - Cosmo Sheldrake

6. Set Fire to the Rain - Adele

7. What Did You Expect? - Richard Walters

8. Cringe (Stripped) - Matt Maeson

9. Rebels - Call Me Karizma

10. Man on the Moon - Klischée, Veronica Fusaro

@boilmynoodles tagged me to give the 10 songs that come when i shuffle my on repeat playlist :)

the chain- fleetwood mac

eyes without a face- billy idol

mary janes last dance- tom petty and the heartbrakers

dancing queen- abba

for what its worth- buffalo springfield

off to the races- lana del rey

for no one- the beatles

fortunate son- creedence clearwater band

ultraviolence- lana del rey

be my baby- the ronettes

tagging: @sheree-says-stuff @kaleidoscope1967eyes @77darkstar @the-hole-he-dug

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