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Azula as the Ophelia of the Avatarverse (Warning: possible mention of self-harm and/or suicide)

If I had to compare Azula to a well-known literary character, it’d be Ophelia from Hamlet. It might seem weird to some people to read that. On the surface of the narrative, Ophelia is very much a passive victim, and Azula would set you on fire if you ever described her that way.

The worst thing to call somebody is crazy. It’s dismissive. “I don’t understand this person. So they’re crazy.” That’s bullshit. These people are not crazy. They strong people. Maybe their environment is a little sick. (source)

Something is rotten in the state of Denmark. (source)

Banishing me was they best thing you did for my life. It put me on the right path. (source)

Nevertheless, there are strong parallels between the two in that they’re both teenaged girls whose mental deterioration is directly connected to their toxic environments and the failure of the adults in their lives to intervene before a major mental health crisis.

Even so, most analysis of these characters take a more individualistic approach, aiming to understand what’s wrong with Azula or Ophelia instead of examining the conditions that lead to the outcomes of these characters. In essence, they ask, “What is her problem?” when a more fruitful question might be, “What’s going on that allows this to happen?”

When Ophelia appears onstage in Act IV, scene V, singing little songs and handing out imaginary flowers, she temporarily upsets the entire power dynamic of the Elsinore court. When I picture that scene, I always imagine Gertrude, Claudius, Laertes, and Horatio sharing a stunned look, all of them thinking the same thing: “We fucked up. We fucked up bad.” It might be the only moment of group self-awareness in the whole play. Not even the grossest old Victorian dinosaur of a critic tries to pretend that Ophelia is making a big deal out of nothing. Her madness and death is plainly the direct result of the alternating tyranny and neglect of the men in her life. She’s proof that adolescent girls don’t just go out of their minds for the fun of it. They’re driven there by people in their lives who should have known better. (source)

You could argue that Ophelia’s fate is a consequence of the rottenness in Denmark. Thus, her decline and death can be read as an indictment of the court at Elsinore. Ophelia clearly needed help from the moment she found out Hamlet killed her father. But where was everyone? What were they doing? Why didn’t someone say or do something?

The same thing can be said about Azula. What befalls Azula at the end of the show is a direct result of the corruption of Fire Nation society. That moment by the bonfire in “The Beach” was a cry for help, but why did no one see it for what it was? Why did no one even attempt to help? Where were the grownups who could have stepped in? True, it would’ve been tricky considering her disposition and social status, but not impossible.

More importantly, what does all of this say about the societies that Ophelia and Azula live in? What’s going on in a society where people so clearly in need of help aren’t getting it? What does that say about who that society deems indispensable and who it deems disposable?

How are we encouraged by the narrative and by audience reactions to notice Ophelia’s vulnerability but not Azula’s? How does this reflect our society’s attitudes towards teenaged girls who are mentally ill? What are some things we can do differently to push back against those attitudes?

fanfiction was such a good idea. like put those guys in situations

I'm convinced that at least half of the JLA are terrified of Dames

AU where the JLA knew the first Robin and knew Nightwing but never really. Connected the dots.

Clark and Diana know Nightwing = first Robin = Dick Grayson, and Barry knows Dick as Wally's friend, the first Robin as Wally's old teammate, and Nightwing as the dude Wally sometimes gushes about. No he does not know they're one and the same.

In his Robin days, when Bruce revealed his identity, he asked Dick if he wanted his identity to be revealed too. The answer was a firm no thank you.

When Dick was asked if he was Robin, he pinned the asker with a deadpan look and a, "do you really think Bruce would let his own kid go out in that costume? The best I'm allowed to do is man the comms."

Most of the JLA have no idea where Robin came from and are too afraid to ask.

Dick thinks that everyone who needs to know who he is already does—he has his own friends, thank you very much, he doesn't need his dad's friends getting in his business.

So anyway JLA goes to Bludhaven to recruit Nightwing. Dick looks Oliver dead in the eyes, calls him Uncle Ollie, and tells them in no uncertain terms to get the fuck out of his city.

Oliver goes pale, and once they get to the Watchtower, pulls Batman away like "what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck WHAT THE FUCK BRUCE IS THAT DICKIE???"

"He's going through his rebellious phase."

"IN FUCKING BLUDHAVEN? BRUCE I SWEAR TO GOD GO TALK TO YOUR KID OR I'M SIGNING HIS ADOPTION PAPERS MYSELF."

Bruce knows Dick would agree if only to piss him off so he drafts a hand-written letter and sends it. It's basically him apologizing and begging Dick to even consider visiting and to also not let Oliver adopt him because Bruce has had the papers filled for almost a decade now if Dick wants that?

Dick thinks it's the funniest shit and agrees to come home for holidays and a weekend a month if Bruce is civil so he's in Gotham when Bruce comes home with Jason.

Dick loves Jason immediately and demands Jason’s allowed to visit him one weekend a month.

Jason outright preens under Dick's attention so Bruce can't say no without looking like an asshole.

Dick gives Jason Robin after a few months, and the JLA are puzzled to see a new kid wearing the Robin suit.

"Who are you?"

The new Robin gives them a blank look. "Nonya fuckin' business."

Oliver's biting back laughter because that's the same little kid that begged him to read Pride and Prejudice to him when he spent the night in Star.

They ask Dick if Robin is his new little brother.

Dick looks at them with his age-old deadpan "you're an idiot" look. "Even if Bruce was negligent enough to let him be Robin, do you think I'd let him?"

Tim's even WORSE. Jason doesn't die or anything—he just feels his new ten-year-old genius little brother should be Robin with him and Dick agrees.

I can't emphasize how little control Bruce has over Jason and Tim because they just run to Babs or Dick when he's being annoying.

Tim showed up saying he wants to live with them because his parents won't notice and he knows Batman's identity and hasn't told anyone.

Dick and Jason decide to keep him right then and there.

Tim's quiet, wide-eyed, pale and incredibly small. Half of the JLA think they're hallucinating this new kid because he's literally just a little shadow.

Batman, Nightwing and Robin the elder only acknowledge him directly in soft tones or to direct him, and he never answers verbally—only nods.

Clark and Diana, who know full well that it's Tim under the mask because they were told once it happened, "Hey, is Batman your dad?"

The new Robin stares up at them with creepy white lenses. "He picked me off the streets."

They've learnt not to ask Dick. Jason doesn't answer them. Tim looks like a frail Victorian child and they're scared to ask.

It doesn't help that Tim redesigned the Robin costume so it has pants and the colors are a bit more muted. He disappears for six months (Lady Shiva) and comes back scarily efficient with a bo staff (one that has fucking retractable blades on each end)

Cass is a wraith of a child; small, skinny, never talks, silent footsteps.

Black Bat shows up on patrols sometimes, when she feels like it. The JLA are half sure she's an urban legend.

They don't even bother asking whether Cass is Black Bat.

Oliver's mildly frightened of her, but Cass adores Dinah and barely looks his way so they get along fine.

Dick's endlessly amused by all of this, and has never been happier to have siblings.

Bruce is honestly just happy to have his family together and in one place.

And then Damian shows up.

I would love to write this

Listen - a whodunnit on a yacht with batfam... as the Waynes, esteemed, normal, absolutely not known for any detective work guests at the party, and famous private detective Percules Hoirot (or whatever) on the case.

Bruce, losing his mind by knowing EXACTLY who did it but being unable to SAY anything because this would bust his secret identity, and running interference so that his kids won't bust THEIRS, because what the hell are they doing, kids, just stop.

Tim being impatient (having a date with Bernard later?), and trying to lead Hoirot to the realt culprit by giving some velied tips and leads, and thus landing himself in a position of a main suspect in Hoirot's eyes (who is not as much of an idiot as batfam thinks), as Tim a) seems to know too much, and b) behaves very wierdly

Damian making it a game to see how far he can strech the truth, without outright lying or making stuff up, to implicate Tim further as a main suspect. He's doing great, Horiot eats it up, and if Damian keeps it up Tim WILL throw him off the boat, thus cementing his prime suspect status. Damian is having a time of his life.

Dick and Jason 'befriending' the real killer and toying with him by one just throwing an offhand comments about how the crime was done, and dismissing them. "Oh maybe YOU are the killer, Mr Novak?! Hahaha" "Don't even joke about it Dickie, this guy wouldn't hurt a fly, not to mention kill anyone, even if it was, for, i don't know, inheretance" "you're right, besides it's not like he COULD do it with his AIRTIGHT alibi." "must have been the aliens" "mush have been, Jace".

The fact that this wouldn't stop me

I saw this on tiktok and I-

Credit to Keegan.bakos on tiktok

Middle East Eye

Israel may cut off Palestinian banks from global banking system next week

The decision by Israel's finance minister to isolate PA banks would paralyse Palestinian economy

Palestinian banks could be cut off from the Israeli banking system starting next week following a decision by Israel’s finance minister to cease dealings between the two financial institutions, according to a report on Thursday by Israeli newspaper Haaretz. Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu has two days to convene a cabinet meeting to discuss reversing plans by Finance Minister Bezalel Smotrich to isolate Palestinian banks from both the Israeli and international banking systems. The Palestinian economy is based on the Israeli currency, the shekel, making it reliant on ties to Israel and its financial dealings with the rest of the world must go through the Bank of Israel and Israeli banks.

We call this Apartheid.

💥🙌👏

#inlovewithjasontodd #averyaccuratereactionofthebatbros #batman #dc #jasontodd

You’re Who?

Request: Could you write a story where Jason and his S/O live together but the S/O hasn’t met the batfamily (they don’t know about the S/O) and one day the batboys come over to discuss something with Jason but he’s asleep and the S/O is up and Jason wakes up to all of them talking and having fun

Warnings: Implied smut, swearing

You’re happily laying in the bed with arms wrapped around you.  You move his arms off of you and sit up, holding the sheets to you.  As you sit there, you look at Jason’s face and think about  what happened last night.  Sitting in peace, you’re interrupted by knocks on the door.  Grabbing a shirt and panties, you slip them on and make your way to the door.

There were three boys standing outside.  One of them was a child, one an older teen, and the last an adult.  You could only assume they were Jason’s brothers based on the descriptions.  It was obvious that they had no idea who you were.  You could see the confusion in their faces.  

Tim (or who you assumed) peered around your shoulder to look in.  he rubbed the back of his neck nervously and asked “Is this the right place?”  Then Dick pulled him back and added, “He means is Jason here.”  You moved to the side and allowed them to come inside.

You spoke up “Jason is sleeping right now, but if you want you can wait here.”  They followed you into the living room and they took a seat.  Dick looked around the room while Tim looked at his folded hands.  Damian stared at you as you did to him.  He kept the contact and questioned “Is there a logical reason why you’re answering Todd’s door?”  Dick’s head whipped as he looked at the boy in shock.  

You shook your head and laughed.  You were amused. “It’s fine, I’m his girlfriend.”  

“You’re his who?” and “Todd has a girlfriend?” was heard from the boys.  No one could believe it.  How was Jason was able to get a girlfriend?  Their Jason.  Damian did not believe it though.  He shook his head and scoffed.  “How much is he paying you?  Has Todd kidnapped you?”  Tim elbowed his brother and gave him a look.  “No Jason is not keeping me hostage.  We’ve been together for about a year now,” you said.  

Dick was slightly hurt that he wasn’t told, but he knew that it wasn’t really his place to know.  He wanted to get to know you, feeling like he’s missed out on so much already.  They all did.  Tim hesitantly asked,  “So… do you know about Jason’s job?”  You smiled and answered, “His job as Red Hood?  Yeah I know.”  

After that they all bombarded you with questions, trying to get to know you better.  By the end Damian had surprisingly taken a huge liking to you.  And he kind of saw you as a maybe sister figure.  Dick had also learned the fact that you and Jason were close.  He was happy his little brother found someone like you.  Soon after all that time, Jason woke up to laughing in another room.  He walked out, and was surprised to see his brothers and girlfriend on the couch.  And the demon-spawn was sitting on his girlfriend’s lap.  He just stood there and watched what was infront of him.  You looked up to see your boyfriend in the doorway.  “Jason,” you cheered.  “I should’ve met your brothers sooner.”  You walked to him and kissed his cheek.  

Jason just stood there and didn’t say anything.  You pulled away slightly.  “Jay?”  “Why the fuck is happening?”  He questioned.  He hopped this was just some weird dream.  Dick stood up and made his way to Jason, pulling him into a noogie.  “C’mon baby bird.  You never told us you had a girlfriend.”  Dick commented with a smile.

Your boyfriend just stood there taking things in.  You were back on the couch with Damian in your lap.  Tim laughing at a joke you told.  Dick with his arm around him.  He leaned forward to Jason and whispered, “She’s definitely a keeper baby bird.”

Jason smiled slightly and replied “I know.”

Watching Assassination Classroom for the first time and I’ll tell you, I don’t know what I was expecting from an anime where the summary is “teacher is teaching his students how to kill him,” but an analysis and criticism of modern classrooms and how educators have a responsibility to not pit students against each other based on grades because curriculums based on large numbers will always exclude someone because our weaknesses in childhood can always be overcome with the right role model was certainly not it. But I’m super happy it went in that direction instead of being a simple action show.

[image of the teacher, who is a yellow smiley face creature, waving around his tentacle over a book that reads “note” in English. His subtitles read: “I will indeed destroy the earth, but first, I’ll be your teacher.” End./]

i illustrated this post by @iminthedance

(and took the liberty of changing the colour to the one he’s actually wearing here)