college is supposed to be a new start for danny: one in which his “work” life and personal life stay strictly separate. but when danny moves into his new gotham university dorm for the upcoming semester, his hopes are dashed. gotham is overflowing with lost souls, and they won’t leave him alone long enough for him to finish his damn physics homework.
when mr. and mrs. wayne offer him refuge in their old study, danny thinks he’d be stupid not to take it. he wasn’t expecting their house to still be inhabited, but whatever. he can blend into the background. he’ll do anything for some peace and quiet.
now if only he can convince martha to stop trying to out him to the rest of the family.
Awwww :) what a wholesome sleep pile :) where nothing malicious is occuring :) and no one is being possessed <3
theory time i think enderpookie would heal q!phil's wings during the posession arc because 1:
end = void = kristin = void heals his wings (which is why i think his wings initially healed in purg1 because of the void exposure in the elytra course)
and 2:
imagine wanting your wings back and suffering without them. and then the guy that heals them does so while possessing you and traumatising your children. and every time you take flight from then on you feel his breath on your shoulder. would you even use those wings again?
I've been doing a lot of reflection as of late, especially after this past class.
This past class was about the Torah and Tanakh in general, and the way the rabbi talked about the commandments (specifically the ten commandments) has made me really reflect on how I interpret them, specifically the fifth commandment, or honoring your mother and father.
This is a commandment I have wrestled with for a long time - in fact, it brought me away from g-d at multiple times. I was severely abused when I was incredibly young by my mother, and I used to feel insulted at the implication that I were to honor her while she got to live a better life. It was hypocritical, in my eyes.
But this rabbi surmised that this particular commandment was because parenthood is an act of creation, something that is like the g-d from which we come from. My realization is this: I don't think we're necessarily meant to take even these commandments literally.
I this particular commandment is more of a call to honor creation - creation is a gift, and like any gift, many people simply will not like it and will discard it. The person who abused me created me, but she did not honor creation. She didn't honor me, but I can still honor it.
I have started to honor creation much more. I'm too young, too unstable, not mature enough to be a father (though I fantasize about it), but I create all the time. I create relationships, I create with my hands through crochet. I create memories, I create my world. And I can honor who I am and where I came from that made me who I am. I've been learning one of the mother tongues of my family (Italian, since part of my family originates there) and it was judaism that inspired me to do this.
I don't think g-d wants me to honor my abuser. I think He wants me to remember the Holy action of creation. When I am a father, that act of creation will be Holy, and indeed, I am already joyful about the thought.
I have seen many people struggle with this particular commandment, but I think this perspective helps me personally. I don't think I ever have to forgive my abusers (plural), and I don't think I am commanded to simply because they happened to be family. I am commanded to recognize the holy, to elevate the mundane. In doing so, I will remember g-d. Through creation, I honor g-d and everything he has done for us, for me, and for our collective people.
I would like to turn your attention towards the best fucking batfam comic I've ever seen/ heard of. Wayne Family Adventures.
Do we get Bruce being a non-abusive (and dare I say it?) Good Dad for once? Yes.
Do we get plenty of snippets of sibling bonding between the Batkids? Also yes.
Do we still get intense moments and acknowledgement of character flaws and trauma? ALSO YES.
The most recent arc has been absolutely PHENOMENAL and a top tier example of how to do something comic writers mess up a lot right. Joker, Jason, and Bruce. The terrible combination. We see Bruce trying to shut his kids out and ban them from patrol in standard asshole manner, but we also get to see him tell his kids that he loves them and he's terrified and trying to protect them. Bruce has trauma! And fears! And so much love for his kids! And we get to see all of that battle it out in stunning 2D. And for Jason's part, we see his general flaw of going off alone, but we also see it developed and explained. He has trauma and PTSD. He's desperately trying to hunt down the man that killed him before it can happen again. He is stuck halfway between the memories of the scared kid he used to be and the powerful man he is supposed to be. He isn't stupid, but he isn't necessarily thinking. BUT he eventually does ask Dick for help. He overcomes that inherent desire to block everyone out and go it alone in order to ask for help, because he isn't alone.
They have flaws and complicated histories and the authors didn't slap a bright band-aid on that. The critical difference between WFA and other portrayals of Batman and his kids is the fact that they're trying to work past their individual issues in order to be a loving family for one another. No two-faced bullshit where Batman almost beats his son to death. No. They really love each other, and even if they hurt each other despite that, they're going to work through it.
I'm sure that some people get annoyed by the "soft" portrayal of the Batfam, but I personally can't call a character a "hero" if they abuse their kids. Hard line. I don't need the family to be perfect (I don't even want them to be perfect) but I need them to be trying and to love each other regardless.
They'll fall so far, but they're there to support each other when they land.
saw a video claiming that having two cars makes one upper middle class and a bundle of thoughts occurred to me that I'm struggling to word elegantly but it's something about how people can't tell between middle class and the upper middle class and the rich, and therefore don't realise just how rich actual filthy rich people are and how poor actual poor people are. also something about poverty being deemed a virtue, which makes it harder for people to recognise and especially admit their own privilege and luck, resulting in well-off people insisting they are poor and middle class people getting called rich for arbitrary things.