This Is A Far Cry From My Usual Works, But I Must Try And Feel This Poem Out.

A thought: Emperor Thrawn.

During Treason there is a scene where I believe it is Ar'alani is questioning Thrawn's loyalty and makes a comment about him taking over the Empire in Palpatine's stead.

Then in the Acendancy books, Patriarch Thooraki makes a comment about Thrawn being meant to lead something greater, maybe even the Acendancy.

This is all from memory so I'm probably wrong on the exact quotes, but it would scream worthy if Thrawn was the Emperor. I know logically, he would never because of his aversion to politics, but still...he would be so powerful.

I'm going to make a collage of all of the references that I can find.

Crosshair: I’m gonna need a human skull and I can't have you ask any questions why.

Tech: Only if you also don't ask why

Tech: *Pulls out 7 pristine human skulls* Take your pick.

Crosshair:

Tech:

Crosshair: This one is fine.

Courtesy of incorrect quotes generator.

The Wedding

Warnings: long vows (like seriously a lot of vows), wedding, fluff, uses "____" instead of y/n

I used Buddhist vows for some of them, I thought they fit with Chiss culture.

I stand at the crest of the aisle. Long rows of pews line the edges of a path sculpted through the snow. My feet are bare, much to the chargrin of the man standing at the end. Anklets adorn each of my feet, strings of crystals connecting the chain to a ring on my middle toe. A long, a-line skirt reachs to the top of my feet, nearly obscuring the jewelry. It drapes across my hips, falling to the ground in ripples. The white fabric is thick and heavy, lifted with a petticoat, and embroidered with silver vines. Pieces of lace cover the skirt like a layer of snow, and obscuring a small pocket tucked away in the folds.

Above the skirt, a break shows skin, the skirt and bodice are not connected and the gap between the two pieces shows an ornate belly ring, layered with glittering diamonds. The bodice is lace, with silk sleeves that reach to my wrists where a double-ring rests between two fingers on my right hand. It's light and comfortable. And the scalloped neckline shows my collarbone. With each step I take, the dress shimmers as if frost is embedded into it.

Simple silver hoops adorn my ears, diamond studs climb up to my helix, and a chain made of glittering crystals and pearls connects a ring on my nose to the one on my ear. Faint blush tinges my cheeks, though I'm sure most of it is more natural now than makeup. A combination of the cold and the intense eyes of the man in front of me.

A pearl and diamond net wraps around my hair, pulled up safely and secured with half a thousand bobby pins. Resting in my hands is a small bouquet, constructed of various wildflowers collected this morning by the children and bridesmaids.

My feet fall into the soft snow, with each step my breath quickens, my heart starts to race. He stands before me, mere steps away.

His own appearance isn't much different than any other day. His skin a dark cerulean, a start contrast to the white uniform he wears, his rank plaque though absent. The two-piece is fitted to him perfectly, it is reinforced with extra padding for warmth, as well as tall black boots and a cinched belt. He does not wear his gloves today.

Tall and lean, he stands a head taller than me. His stature is intimidating, his broad shoulders squared and his stance proud, his hands clasped infront of him. But his eyes are soft.

They shine brighter than they normally would, red and intense as they gaze into my own, watching every step I take closer to him. The faint pupils are dilated, and I can almost see the anticipation.

He's handsome, and in the winter light of Rentor; ethereal.

When I reach the small dais the groom and Ar'alani stand on, he reaches out a hand to help me across the small step. I take his hand gratefully and swing my skirts behind me. I stand facing him for a moment, before releasing his hand to turn to the officiant and he does as well.

The ceremony would be held in Sy Bisti, so that both of our families could understand, but our vows would be spoken in our native tongues. Ar'alani smiles slightly at the two of us, as an Admiral of the CEDF she is licensed to officiate weddings, and we did not have the time to find another officiant willing to marry a human and a chiss.

"Welcome all who have come to witness the union between this man and woman, ____ and Mitth'raw'nuruodo. Are there any who oppose this wedding?"

The pews filled with only our closest friends and family, gaze up at us, joy kindles in their eyes and none speak against us.

"Very well then, let us commence with the vows." Ar'alani gestures for the two of us, I sink to my knees pillowed by the soft dress, and out of the corner of my eye I watch as Thrawn kneels, we are turned slightly to each other. With a breath Ar'alani begins the long vows,

"Do you Mitth'raw'nuruodo and ____ pledge to help each other to develop your hearts and minds, cultivating compassion, generosity, ethics, patience, enthusiasm, concentration, and wisdom as you age and undergo the various ups and downs of life and to transform them into the path of love, compassion, joy, and equanimity?"

Smiling, on my knees I turn to Thrawn for a moment.

"I do." I whisper and an echo, "Ch'ah k'ir."

"Recognizing that the external conditions in life will not always be smooth and that internally your own minds and emotions will sometimes get stuck in negativity, do you pledge to see all these circumstances as a challenge to help you grow, to open your hearts, to accept yourselves, and each other; and to generate compassion for others who are suffering?"

"I do." "Ch'ah k'ir."

"Understanding that just as we are a mystery to ourselves, each other person is also a mystery to us, do you pledge to seek to understand yourselves, each other, and all living beings, to examine your own minds continually and to regard all the mysteries of life with curiosity and joy?"

"I do." "Ch'ah k'ir."

Ar'alani smiles at us, her hand reaches for my own and holds it up as she asks the questions again, this time directed.

"Will you take this man?"

I turn to look at Thrawn, to find him gazing at me, a kind of intensity to his eyes. I smile slightly before turning back to Ar'alani.

"I will." I say confidently. and turning fully to him I say my portion of the vows, "I will take you as you are, to learn and grow with, to explore and adventure with, to respect you in everything as an equal partner, in the foreknowledge of joy and pain, strength and weariness, direction and doubt, for all the risings and settings of the sun."

Ar'alani nods a small good whispered beneath her breath before she repeats the same question to Thrawn, pointed and direct.

"Ch'ah k'ir." With a nod from Ar'alani, he reaches forward and unclips the chain connecting my ear and nose, he twists it in his hands, before connecting it once again this time to the opposing ear and a small stud. "Bah sea csei Ch'ah cart vim sea csei Ch'ah viz, Ch'ah ch'avsat'cah vah veah vah cart. Ch'ah vun'ur vah veah ch'a ch'etecerci. Ch'ah bun'zan'i to sascasi nah bah to carcun'co sir Ch'ah cart ch'eo ch'acico ch'aah vim ch'eo ch'acico cart ch'eo."

"You may now kiss the bride," she grins and as she cross behind me to give us privacy she whispers "he's yours now."

Ar'alani gestures for us to stand and a small Chiss girl comes running to the front of the aisle who holds a small fan in her hand, she offers it to me and I take it from her hand with a quick "bin'vi" and giggle from the girl. I turn to Thrawn, he has a small smile on his face and his eyes are filled with love.

"Ch'acah." I face Thrawn and with one powerful stride, he closes in on me, I hardly have enough time to click open the fan to cover the kiss.

Thrawn's vows: "With all that I am and all that I have, I accept you as you are. I honor you as a woman, as an equal, and as a warrior. I welcome the uncertainties of the future for I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine."

Reverse Robins AU!

Damian | Timothy | Jason | Dick

• Early Life:

Timothy Drake was left alone for most of his childhood, locked away in his parents' manor he learned how to pick locks and hack security systems to sneak out. He grew up with tales of Batman and his shadow, and when he was nine he began to research who they might be. Honestly it wasn't too hard to connect Batman and the Shadow to Bruce and Damian Wayne. What was hard though, was talking himself out of trouble when they caught him sneaking into the Cave.

When Damian cut ties with Bruce, eleven year old Tim stepped up. Tim fulfilling his life long dream of becoming a hero, and Bruce being given a second chance at being a father with a boy who chose him.

• First Outing:

While you could consider young Timothy breaking into the Cave as his first outing, the first time he appeared as his superhero alter was months after being taken in by Bruce. Batman was adamant that Tim did not have enough training in comparison to his first sidekick (and the other bats) to appear in the field. But when Batman was captured by Scarecrow, and Tim fought through his own fear to save him, Bruce decided it was time.

• The Name:

Tim spent his early days meticulously crafting his superhero name.

Nuthatch? No, that would be shortened to Nut.

Batboy? Juvenile.

Boybat? Worse.

Myotis? Sounds too much like mitosis.

Red Bat? Filing away for later.

Aves? Yeah Aves, short and snappy.

Tim often credits himself with the addition of red to the family color chart.

• Home Life:

Tim's home life was much less rocky than Damian's, Bruce put in more of an effort to help the boy who chose him. Actually taking an interest in his education for example, and pushing him to take an interest in Wayne Enterprises.

Damian and Tim don't have a personal relationship at all until they establish a working relationship. Their interactions outside of work are akin to that cousin you only see at family gatherings who you don't dislike but you never speak to.

• Independence:

When Tim was 15 he was benched. The moniker of Aves ripped away from him, due to his time as Joker Jr. His injuries sustained then, both physical and mental, made him unfit for duty.

After an event referred to as the "Incident," Tim returned to the life of vigilantism to support Batman as Red Bat, and briefly as Drake.

Live action Thrawn got me kicking my feet, giggling, and twirling my hair wtf

Okaaaaaay! Wild theory time that many will say is totally incorrect!

This theory is partially inspired by this post by @twinterrors29

https://at.tumblr.com/twinterrors29/boba-fetts-reputation-as-the-best-bounty-hunter/cbubdg5i3k36

But it is also just a wild mind tangent that I came up with. Now on with the theory!

...

Boba Fett is a feared bounty hunter, he's been in the game since he was 10 years old, since his father the great Jango Fett died.. He's good at what he does. He's respected and revered. But here's the thing...

Anyone could be Boba Fett.

Throughout canon many have been Boba Fett. In old canon the name Boba Fett was just alias used by Jaster Mereel. It wasn't until "Attack of the Clones" was released that anyone had even heard of Jango. And during "The Clone Wars" TV show, during the arc at the end of season 2, we see that no one can differentiate between Boba and the other clones.

So where am I going with this?

This:

Is not Boba Fett.

Or...well...he might be.

Don't believe me? Neither do I. Here's some shaky proof:

Boba Fett was born in roughly 32 BBY and the show "The Mandalorian" takes place in roughly 9 ABY, which makes Boba Fett approximately 41 years old. During the events of "Attack of the Clones" Jango Fett is 44 years old having been born in 66 BBY (the beginning of the Clone Wars was in 22 BBY lasting till 19 BBY). During which time he looked like this:

(It's hard to find a good photo of him.)

Now YES, the actor has aged, Boba fell into a Sarlacc and is dealing with scaring, and he has spend the last 5 years on Tatooine (we all know how this goes for people...)

But this ⬆️ is the work of 20 years.

Case in point, I have a hard time believing that Boba and Jango are roughly the same age, I mean look:

One obviously hasn't aged as delicately as the other.

There's not really much that can explain this, we fans just look over it because we love Temuera Morrison so much (I love him too).

But who do we know who have accelerated aging that would explain this difference? The other clones, of course.

The clones (with the exception of Boba) were genetically modified so that they would age at twice the normal human rate, at 10 they were physically and mentally 20, and battle ready.

But they aged at twice the normal human rate, why would a 40 year old look 60 instead of 80?

Well there's a simple answer. Deceleration.

In the Republic Commando books, Skirata finds a way to slow the clones aging down to a normal human rate. Unfortunately nothing in canon has shown that this is possible, but as many have pointed out, Rex was looking really spry in "Rebels."

So it is possible that some 10 years after the war, a cure was found.

During the year 19 BBY the clones were roughly 26-28 years old, ten years later in 9 BBY when the "Kenobi" series take place, clones without decelerate aging would appear nearly 50 years old, and lucky for us we see a 501st trooper in a cameo:

Now, he's obviously older and grizzly, but he still more closely resembles the younger Boba Fett than Jango who is closer to his age physically.

...

I'm not saying that anything I've said here is definitive proof that the Boba Fett from "The Book of Boba Fett" and "The Mandalorian" is a Padmé decoy, far from it. But I am saying that there's enough here that there's a chance that it's true. Especially with the drastic personality change that we see from Boba in the original series, stern and serious, dangerous. A personality that even carries over into "The Clone Wars" and the Boba Fett young readers books, though technically Legends now. This new Boba is not the stoic and legendary bounty hunter we know, and that may be the point, but it won't stop me from theorizing.

After all this may be the real Boba Fett:

Or maybe this one:

Or this one!

Or maybe the real Boba is dead.

We may never know...

Which is the real Boba? Are they all the same Boba? How many Bobas are there?

What if the Boba Fett we've come to know and love, isn't even the real Boba Fett?

Imagine showing Thrawn a piece of your culture or religion, and having him sit down buzzing and eager as you explain its significance.

Interesting point again: pussy eating, is Thurfian good at it ? Does he licks them like a champ ? Or is meh, or terrible or outright refuses to go down on you ?

I don't think it's his favorite. Like he can do it, especially when he reaches his older years he'll go down every once in a while, when he's younger it's probably a no go though. It's definitely a treat but nothing to write home about.

Fae Book Recommendations

I wanted to do a book rec on books I have read that are about the Fae and see if anyone has any other recommendations.

Heart of the Raven Prince by Tessonja Odette

Curse of the Wolf King by Tessonja Odette

An Enchantment of Ravens by Margaret Rogerson

Deal with an Elf King by Elise Kova

A Dance with the Fae Prince by Elise Kova

The Cruel Prince (Folk of Air books) by Holly Black

Uprooted by Naomi Novik

Spinning Silver by Naomi Novik

Flame and Starlight by Dana Isaly

Throne of Glass by Sarah J Maas

A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J Maas

The Bargainer series by Laura Thalassa

Thank you @ele-millennial-weirdo

Alice in Wonderland anyone?

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