Wow, okay, I thought it was going to turn out that Zur was largely in control of Bruce's actions during Gotham War hence the whole Jason thing, but both Bruce and Zur confirmed Bruce's actions weren't Zur's doing.
DC cannot make him do something so incredibly unethical and then try to pass him off as this loving father who only wants what's best for Jason. I mean, sure, the road to hell is paved with good intentions, and Bruce obviously views what he did as an act of love, but if you play a card like that, you damn well better show the repercussions of it, which would be Jason cutting ties with Bruce completely and forever.
But nooo. You know what they made Jason do after all this? Offer Bruce emotional support after Selina "died." Get bent. They should've had Jason walk over to the pit looking distressed over Selina's fall, had Bruce try to put his hand on Jason's shoulder, and then had Jason smack Bruce's hand off with a, "Don't you ever touch me again you piece of shit."
Like fuck! Where's the lingering feeling of betrayal?! The lack of trust?! Don't give me this "you did a terrible thing to me, and I haven't had any time to process it, but I still care about you and love you, so I'm here for you" type of bullshit. Siiigh. I'm so tired.
Ouch owie owie ouch ow
Jason Todd having another full-on flashback but while suited up. It’s so visceral and real and well done. His agony and terror is palpable.
Batman: Wayne Family Adventures, Season 3, Ep. 120, Break Myself to Pieces
"I swear I won't hurt you anymore", nigga ur literally choking him.
Batman #145
Pain is real. So is hope.
Santa Barbara.
People as always, won't post anything new until I see the chapters <3
I'm just.. C'monn let's goo!!🔥
for the lesbians
yk it’s bad when even jason is trying to stop the fight
this is my new favourite thing
I feel a connection to jason todd’s character because I understand what it means to have all this anger stored inside you that stems from love. from wanting love. I think all hurt children do.
yes, it feeds and grows from your vulnerability and insecurity, its planted from the seeds of never having been given a consistently supportive community during the formative years of your life. and so now, you don’t know how to trust any form or expression of love even the slightest bit different from your own. it’s never trustworthy. you’ve never been able to rely on anyone’s feelings except your own.
you love so intrinsically. every connection you’ve made leaving a lasting mark on your soul. yet you can’t see evidence of your existence leaving the same mark on others. so you get angry. and you try to hold on to that hate born from love. your love is bright and blazing and passionate and slowly dying from a lack of fuel.
but what makes you the angriest is that you still love every single one of those people; the people who have left you, disappointed you, or abandoned you and yet the only thing you seem to want, to need is for them to still love you too. despite it all.
through the anger and hate and dreaded indifference, the only thing plaguing your mind is why you can never seem to make the people in your life who’ve told you they love you stay.