Tim, holding a crowbar: Yknow, Joker, there are infinite realities where you're already dead, where you never existed? An infinity of times you were good, or kind, or caring. There's even times you were a symbol of joy for all children, instead of a vicious monster that deserves nothing but the worst.
Joker: . .uh, infinities a pretty big number, you sure it's not like...10 or something?
Tim: Yeah, it is a big number. Have you ever seen infinity of something? Do you think if you ever got the chance to see it you would even be able to comprehend it? I can see infinity stacked on top of infinity an infinite number of times. Could your infinitely small mind ever dream to comprehend something even close to that?
Joker: Do you have a fucking fever or something?
Joker: Do-do I need to call the bat? Are you even supposed to fighting right now??? What is happening, are you even lucid? Am I lucid? Did I take an acid and forget???
Joker: Which one of us has a concussion bc one of us has gotta
*someone??? Something??? I dunno I can’t tell!
"Aren't you worried they're gonna kill him?!"
Tim, to kon and bart: What's the rule on murder?
Kon: Uh, don't tell batman?
Tim: Good, be free, do whatever.
"Are you serious?? You don't even care?"
Tim: What they do when I'm not around is none of my business.
"But you are around!"
Tim: Not if batman asks.
Do you think that siblings or twins of the Jedi for to see baby pictures and that was all they knew? Do you think that all younger siblings got to see of their siblings is that they were heroes? Do you think older siblings heard the news and broke down knowing that their little sibling, the one they held, the one they sang to, the one they played with, the one they cried over when they left but comforted themselves with knowledge that they’d be great?
Do you think families would call in sick on that day and mourn? Do you think that families with children that were going to go to the temple that year or later on, sobbed with relief at knowing that THEIR child, or sibling, or best friend, niece, or grandchild, weren’t on that soundless list of deaths?
do you think the birth families of the jedi mourned when they heard the news about order 66. do you think they worried and that they weeped when the clone wars began and they heard that their children were going off to fight in it. do you think they looked at their calendars and kept track of how old their children had become every birthday. do you think they knew that their child was only 10 when they were murdered during order 66. do you think any jedi went out to find their birth parents after losing the only family they really knew. do you think any families sheltered other escaping jedi, knowing what likely happened to their own. do you think the families cried. do you think they mourned. do you think, even though they hadn't seen their children in years... they still weeped?
Their relationship perfecttly.
take the stage, roll the dice. what could go wrong? [ @gravitysketches @z3r0luvsu ]
Tim makes a face at one of his goons and Jason kicks their ass. Later he finds out that that specific goon beat a kid half to death.
I like to imagine that, after Jason stops trying to kill Tim, he still doesn't like the teen. It's not outright hate, but he doesn't really like the kid anyways.
However, anyone Tim doesn't like, Jason immediately doesn't trust them. He's seen Tim work with and forgive people who have literally tried to kill the teen. If Tim doesn't like someone, they had to have done something really fucked up. If Tim doesn't have proof, Jason's still willing to trust the kid over the other person.
Initiate Clone AU
Council: *confusedly ranting at Qui-Gon about how he has the nerve to go and change time of all the things, completely ignoring the worst case scenario he just laid out in front of them*
Qui-Gon: *ignoring them entirely while somehow feeding both Anakin and Obi-Wan at the same time, probably helped out because Rex and Cody are trying to hold the babies for him anyways*
Obi-Wan: *absolutely blissfully peaceful because Master is smiling at him and giving him attention*
Council member: -and to top it off, you’re not even going to be here to deal with the consequences-
Qui-Gon: *looks up finally, annoyed* Well maybe I would actually BE in the temple for one if none of you felt the need to constantly send me and my YOUNG, FRAGILE padawan to parts unknown!
Other council member: *rolls her eyes* Not only do you LIKE that, but you thrive off being able to bully government officials.
Qui-Gon: *delicate sniff like that’s completely below him* Well, stop it. I’m retiring. I’m tired of solving the galaxy’s problems. Time to fix the mess that is our order.
Council: *feels great fear*
Rex: *snuggling up to Qui-Gon’s side cause he’s starting to like this man*
Cody: *fully in his lap because Cody has come to love this man through a form of Stockholm Syndrome that was hell the first time, he doesn’t feel like going through it again*
Qui-Gon: *the smuggest Master in the whole order, because baby cuddles*
Plo: *probably the second smuggest Master in the order, because baby Wolffe cuddles*
Qui-Gon: Anyways, it would be best if you could restrict me and the little ones to the temple for now. I’ll take charge of their schooling, enroll them in the classes they need. Won’t that be fun, you’ll finally be able to tell me what to do for once.
Yoda: Do what you will, you will no doubt.
Qui-Gon: *perking up a little* You’re right. Absolutely right. A restriction won’t stop me, so best to just play along while I’m fairly harmless.
Council member: Play along? With you becoming an in-temple busybody?
Qui-Gon: Exactly. Play along, or I’ll be an even bigger thorn in your side, yes I will *cooing now while looking down at Obi-Wan’s little face*
Council: *more fear*
I think this looks like SUPER cool.
I humbly request more villain mikey if you have the time
Why certainly, here’s some sketches and wips:
Also heres some old stuff I found that I never posted:
I’m still working on the next comic I promise I’ve just been getting sidetracked lol. Also school has been annoying lately.
Second part! Here’s the first part
Headcanon for the Batkids:
Steph: So, which one of you is dick's favorite?
Jason and Damian, at the same time: Me.
Jason: Excuse you Demon, why the hell do you think you’re his favorite?
Damian: I was his Robin not long ago, remember? We had grown quite close as partners and brothers.
Jason: Yeah, well I was his first brother. If not for me he wouldn’t have known what to do with one.
Jason and Damian continue to argue:
Duke: She knows it's Tim, right?
Cass: She knows.
Bonus:
Tim, just existing:
Dick: I would kill for you.
Tim: *sighs* I know, Dick.
Dick: Just say the word, and I’ll do it.
Tim: I know, Dick.
Danny, de aged to like 4 and wondering around the alleys of Gotham after running away from his home dimension and his "responsibilities" as a superhero, "I need a parent. Like an actual parent who will care about me."
Just then, Red Robin lands on a pile of garbage bags and groans, knocked out. Danny smiles and yells up at the sky, "Thank you!"
Another bat makes it to the edge of the roof just in time to see Danny pulling Red Robin through a wall by his cape.
Later, when the bats track him down they try to take Tim back only for thier hands to go through him when they try to grab him. Danny, in all his little kid logic yells, "No! He's my dad now!" >:(