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How can you care so much about a character who is just a brat with no interesting development?
Alright, you rotten tater tot. You brought this upon yourself. You came into my askbox and left this message when I was posting a bunch of Damian Wayne. You opened this box of crap cookies. Now it’s time for you to eat them. (Although this whole thing is very belated. Because I needed some time to cool off after reading this when I first got it. But I’m ready now. And I came prepared, so I hope you are ready now.)
First of all, I have a serious bone to pick with people who think of Damian Wayne as being just a brat. Just a brat. He’s totally just a brat! He’s never shown any character traits beyond being bratty.
It’s not like he’s ever shown intense emotion over the brutal deaths of children before.
It’s not like he struggles to control himself and improve himself and live up to everyone’s expectations…
…or gets hurt when those attempts aren’t acknowledged and treated as accomplishments.
And he’s never had any meaningful friendships with anyone for a reason other than his own personal gain, right?
He doesn’t grapple with his own inner demons. He’s never had to figure out who he was, and it’s not like he’s ever shown an honest want to change or anything.
And obviously the only person he cares about is himself.
Yeah, he can be a badly behaved child sometimes. Damian is prickly, I’m not going to argue about that. He’s made some pretty piss-poor decisions, but he’s a little kidwho was raised in a seriously messed up way. Give him a little bit of understanding, if not slack. To diminish his character traits and boil all of his complexity down to “he’s just a brat” shows a gross misunderstanding of the character that I don’t even want to touch.
Now, as for your statement that he has “no interesting development”, I simply have no idea what you mean. Damian has one of the most interesting character arcs I have ever read, and he’s grown so much since his first appearance. Whether you like him or not, or whether you think Damian has grown in the right direction or not, you can’t tell me that Damian hasn’t grown as a person.
And all of that development was somehow… uninteresting to you? I’d really hate to know what counts as interesting character development for you. I mean… have you seen this kid? He used to be so jumpy/uptight that you couldn’t even touch him before he’d wake up:
And he turned into this snuggly little pile of adorable buttface who’ll let his guard down enough that he can actually rest:
If you don’t wanna like Damian, that’s on you. But at least dislike him for reasons that make sense, honey, and don’t bring your Damian hate to my doorstep unless you’re looking to be taught.
I will never stop loving that that’s your tag for Damian. :-P
My Cass and Helena K being sisters fic. Ignore continuity, because I don’t care.
Cass was welcomed back to the mansion by a rather large surprise. Jason was sitting on one of the parlor chairs with a…small child on his lap. Cass looked at him, confused.
"Yours?" She pointed. Jason responded with his eyes widening and then barking out a huge laugh.
"No…nononono…She’s our little sister now, apparently. Helena here is in joint guardianship with Selena and Bruce or something like that. I kinda zoned out at that par-OW!" He flinched as Helena stood up on his legs to tug at his white streak of hair. "Yes, Helena, I see you noticed that hair is different, but please stop trying to yank it out." Jason turned to give Cass a "Can you please take her for a minute?" look. Cass walked over and picked Helena up turning her around so she could face her. Cass noticed that she looked almost exactly like Selena.
Her thoughts were interupped by Helena squirming to be let down, so Cass put her down and soon noticed that she was trying to climb up on one of the bigger chairs. Cass walked up to her and moved her arms slightly to give her better grip, and Helena amazingly hauled herself up onto the chair. She smiled and cheered.
"Yay!" Cassandra couldn’t help but laugh in response.
Soon Selina stopped by and told her (and Jason) about a game her and her sister used to play when they were little, called ‘Patty Cake’. Jason scoffed and thought it was silly, but Cass enjoyed the nice hand movements making Helena laugh and yell “B! B!” over and over. Then soon after Selina reached into the bag she brought with her. Cass couldn’t make out the words, but she could tell the picture on the cover was of a child like Helena, and a purple streak all over the cover.
Selina picked up Helena with one arm and strode over to the main couch in front of the fireplace in her usual elegant fashion. Cass started to slink out of the room, thinking she was interrupting an important mother/daughter bonding time, but Selina frowned and told her “You can sit with us, you’re her sister after all.” She turned towards Jason and offered him to sit with them too. He shuffled over hesitantly, but Cass knew that was just a front to hide his eagerness at being welcomed.
Cass couldn’t read the words, but she saw the pictures of (Harold, Selina said) drawing whole houses and stairs to the moon with a purple crayon. Cass watched entranced as Helena traced some of the lines with her finger, babbling incoherently.
Cass found herself wishing she could do that. Gather all her friends and family and draw a perfect world with purple crayons.
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