Disable!Damian Al Ghul au 2#
Relation and insights within the family 1#
[=] Damian > Family
• Ra's Al Ghul, for Damian Ra's is no more than an authority figure within the wall they live and raise in. He has seen upfront what Ra's capable and will do to get what he wants so Damian always follow his word and try to get what he wants in the between of the leasure time.
He doesn't condone Ra's action but he try to do best with what he got.
Damian always act as the polite, kind, and perfect in every way other than his disabilities in front of Ra's when he actually rather brash and blunt in the inside. But he must do what he does to get what he wants, and if he needs to act? So must be it.
•Talia Al Ghul. His one and only mother, the most complicated relationship he ever have within all his year on earth.
He's grateful that she have keep him within her stomach for 9 month and done her best to raise him within these complex and screw up place, yet, despite that, he also resent her to make him for her own screw up plan. To be absent in his suffering in the excuse of though love as the best love to make you grow up. No, he's a child, what he needs is care and affection, yet that's not something that we can really do anything now can we? He love and hate her, for her beings the reason for his existence of the wonder of life and suffering.
In front of Talia, he also keep up with the perfect and kind child facade to keep up with the consistent of it so that no one suspects it, his complex relationship with Talia also help with that mask.
• Kaasib, his first younger brother that also the heir to Al Ghul name. This one is more simpler than the last, their relationship is based on give and take.
If one desire something from the other than the other will do so in exchange for a favor of similar level. And they can crash the favor whenever they feel like so, of course the deadline should also be considered within the current situation of the other.
On personal level Damian like Kaasib, although it's not the level of closure like one of a sibling, it's pretty nice overall in this environment.
• #011 [ Rafi ], his youngest brother and a lab experiment that his grandfather keep. To say it's pretty simple yet not as simple as his relationship with kaasib, but it's not that bad.
Damian is well aware of the damage his grandfather had done to him and pity #011 quite a lot, but it's not like he can do much. It's only after years of further studies that he can see more benefits in getting close to #011 as he starts his effort on investing on #011.
It a challenging task to have Ra's permits on seeing his experiment, but this Damian is not someone who back down in a gamble as long as it have 0,05% of winning, and win does he do.
Once he managed to get the permit and sees the actual thing he knew that he made the right decision, it might be a slow investment but it show a subtle rise on his investment insurance value.
For the first few visits all he does is approach #011 within a few feet and give him Trinkets and desserts until its engraved into his insuranc- #011 everytime he visits to be tagged with trinkets and desserts. Once #011 already familiar with it Damian start adding talking about every useful information that he deemed #011 need and that's continue until this day.
Damian love, I mean love, #011. I mean, you gotta love your insurance aren't you? There's no doubt that #011 will strive the most in this harsh environment and he needs to make sure he got the priority seat in the winner mind.
• Jason Tood, his biological father second adopted son. One might think their relationship will be more complex but it's as simple as his relationship with kaasib.
Their relationship is also along the lines of give and take, but they also have the addition of a caretaker part. That's addition come up from Ra's who decided that it would be funny if Damian the one in charge of Jason recovery, so we got that.
Usually Damian would just sit in his wheelchair while watching Jason do his own thing while working on his own work. He also give trinkets and desserts that's brought from his habit with #011.
+ #011 is respawn for this who don't catch on
+ Btw you can see which relationship I'm more fond of, the favouritism is real. And we stand by that.
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probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.
we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."
at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.
the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.
the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.
what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.
here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.
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Family interview
Jason: [gesturing to Vickie Vale talking to "Brucie Wayne] Ugh, does she have an off switch?
Damian: [subtly holds up knife]
Jason: No. I'm in civies so I'll have to deal with GCPD charges for that shit
Damian: [puts down knife]
Jason and Damian: [Both sigh longingly]
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the thing is there's like, a point of oversaturation for everything, and it's why so many things get dropped after a few minutes. and we act like millennials or gen z kids "have short attention spans" but... that's not quite it. it's more like - we did like it. you just ruined it.
capitalism sees product A having moderate success, and then everything has to come out with their "own version" of product A (which is often exactly the same). and they dump extreme amounts of money and environmental waste into each horrible simulacrum they trot out each season.
now it's not just tiktokkers making videos; it's that instagram and even fucking tumblr both think you want live feeds and video-first programming. and it helps them, because videos are easier to sneak native ads into. the books coming out all have to have 78 buzzwords in them for SEO, or otherwise they don't get published. they are making a live-action remake of moana. i haven't googled it, but there's probably another marvel or starwars something coming out, no matter when you're reading this post.
and we are like "hi, this clone of project A completely misses the point of the original. it is soulless and colorless and miserable." and the company nods and says "yes totally. here is a different clone, but special." and we look at clone 2 and we say "nope, this one is still flat and bad, y'all" and they're like "no, totally, we hear you," and then they make another clone but this time it's, like, a joyless prequel. and by the time they've successfully rolled out "clone 89", the market is incredibly oversaturated, and the consumer is blamed because the company isn't turning a profit.
and like - take even something digital like the tumblr "live streaming" function i just mentioned. that has to take up server space and some amount of carbon footprint; just so this brokenass blue hellsite can roll out a feature that literally none of its userbase actually wants. the thing that's the kicker here: even something that doesn't have a physical production plant still impacts the environment.
and it all just feels like it's rolling out of control because like, you watch companies pour hundreds of thousands of dollars into a remake of a remake of something nobody wants anymore and you're like, not able to afford eggs anymore. and you tell the company that really what you want is a good story about survival and they say "okay so you mean a YA white protagonist has some kind of 'spicy' love triangle" and you're like - hey man i think you're misunderstanding the point of storytelling but they've already printed 76 versions of "city of blood and magic" and "queen of diamond rule" and spent literally millions of dollars on the movie "Candy Crush Killer: Coming to Eat You".
it's like being stuck in a room with a clown that keeps telling the same joke over and over but it's worse every time. and that would be fine but he keeps fucking charging you 6.99. and you keep being like "no, i know it made me laugh the first time, but that's because it was different and new" and the clown is just aggressively sitting there saying "well! plenty of people like my jokes! the reason you're bored of this is because maybe there's something wrong with you!"
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