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Damian loves animals so much because he uses them to replace the unconditional love he never got at the League.

Dick sometimes missing travelling, he misses being on the road and sometimes he can get very melancholy. He yearns for the open road and wide skies above him.

Bruce wanted to sleep in Alfred's bed after his parents died because he was scared but Alfred wouldn't let him, using the excuse that he needed to stand on his own two feet but Alfred didn't want Bruce to see him cry.

Dick sometimes talks to himself in Romani, especially when he is anxious or upset.

Tim was scared to come out as bisexual not because he was worried about other people's reactions, he just wasn't ready to admit it to himself.

Jason has really intense food insecurity issues, his safehouses are always stocked and sometimes the others make fun of him for always having so much of everything but they don't get it.

Steph sometimes wishes that her dad was still around but always gets angry at herself for that thought.

Duke sometimes gets hurt when visiting his mom and dad and even though the nurses always remind him that he should have stayed the exact distance they set, he treasures the scratches and bruises because they remind him that his mom and dad are still alive.

Dick slept at the Manor for three months straight after finding out about Jason even though Bruce wouldn't talk to him but every night, he heard Bruce checking in on him and once or twice, he heard Bruce call him Jay.

Duke keeps his hair short because his mom used to take care of it for him and the idea of somebody else looking after his hair is too upsetting.

Damian sometimes gets homesick for the League and the few comforts of Nanda Parbat. When he does, he makes himself train harder.

Jason used to get harassed all the time on the streets by very unsavoury people and while he pretends that his time on the streets doesn't affect him, he has vivid nightmares about it from time to time.

Cass sometimes wants to be held but gets too embarrassed to ask so she just hangs around the people she wants to be close to.

Tim used to imagine that he was secretly a lost Wayne once they moved in to Drake Manor because his mom and dad were away so often and when he was adopted by Bruce, he felt sick because in some twisted way, he blames himself for making his wish come true.

Like his language consists of noises that are simultaneously very simple compared to the overlapping eridian notes, and weird clicking/hard sounds that no one could even begin to try to imitate. To begin with, that's a weird combination.

And there's a popular headcanon going around that Grace can pronounce certain simple words in eridian without his piano thingy, and he would sound like a pebble learning to speak. Let's make it creepy and assume eridians also have a fear of the uncanny valley.

Grace getting better with time at imitating simple words, therefore accidentally making himself sound more and more like a pebble, sounding right enough, but not quite. That shit would be creepy as fuck.

Imagine an alien that can imitate the way the children of your species sound like. At first you'd freak out! Yeah he saved your planet but. It's like a fucking mimic. Then you'd see him trip over nothing and fall face first and you'd calm down.

• The first time he does it, the council members expects chaos. Instead, the baby immediately falls asleep against her father's chest the moment he starts speaking

• Zuko becomes surprisingly skilled at conducting business one-handed. He signs papers, points at maps, and gestures during debates while his daughter is tucked securely in the other arm

• Whenever the baby starts fussing, Zuko instinctively stands and begins pacing around the chamber while continuing the discussion without missing a beat, as if it's completely normal for the Fire Lord to be walking laps around the room while soothing an infant

The depressed people were far more accurate in estimating how much influence their actions had on the outcome of the game compared to their nondepressed counterparts, who consistently overestimated the effects of their own choices on their chances of winning.

Then I remember this other study (CW animal testing) where they put rats in a bucket of water that they couldn’t get out of, so they’d have to swim. There was a fairly consistent point at which the swimming rat would falter, and stop swimming, fated to drown.

Except that that’s when the researchers would pull the rat out of the bucket, give it a nice rest warmth and a meal.

When those SAME rats who had been rescued before were put in the same situation again, they swam much LONGER than they had before.

Why? The risk was the same either way- drowning. You’d have thought that the fear of drowning would keep them swimming to their maximum length no matter what.

The researchers conclusion was that the rescued rats had something they hadn’t had the first time- they had more hope. A miraculous rescue could come, and that let them swim for longer, just in case.

REALLY? AS IF IT WAS SOME KIND OF PINK PILL? NO. HUMANS NEED FANTASY TO BE HUMAN. TO BE THE PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL MEETS THE RISING APE.

"Tooth fairies? Hogfathers? Little—"

YES. AS PRACTICE. YOU HAVE TO START OUT LEARNING TO BELIEVE THE LITTLE LIES.

"So we can believe the big ones?"

YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING.

"They're not the same at all!"

YOU THINK SO? THEN TAKE THE UNIVERSE AND GRIND IT DOWN TO THE FINEST POWDER AND SIEVE IT THROUGH THE FINEST SIEVE AND THEN SHOW ME ONE ATOM OF JUSTICE, ONE MOLECULE OF MERCY. AND YET—Death waved a hand. AND YET YOU ACT AS IF THERE IS SOME IDEAL ORDER IN THE WORLD, AS IF THERE IS SOME...SOME RIGHTNESS IN THE UNIVERSE BY WHICH IT MAY BE JUDGED.

"Yes, but people have got to believe that, or what's the point—"

MY POINT EXACTLY.”