I've Never Cared About Harry Potter Or JK Rowling That Much, But The Fact That People Were Announcing

really devastating to realize that my belief that “there are some things you can never to do to another person, regardless of who they are and what they’ve done, because they are a person” is held by so few people. they aren’t upset by the unjustifiable, they’re simply unhappy that it happens to the ‘wrong people.’

Scary boyfriend privilege? No. Scary sons privilege.

Bruce who can’t go anywhere without his newly adopted ward. He follows Bruce like a sunny shadow, grin always in place.

“Dick, can I hold your hand when we cross the street?”

Dick, very sweetly, “No.”

Bruce sighs, but accepts easily. Some guy scoffs at that and asks Bruce if he’ll let his kid just talk to him like that. His kid. His heart hurts in a very good way.

He’s about to say something, but Dick interrupts him, his teeth bared full, “Weren’t you on the news for hitting an old lady with your car?”

Bruce freezing. Dick goes back to his gameboy. They hold hands when they cross the street.

It’s both scary and comforting how little he changes when he’s an adult.

Jason, on the other hand.

Although he refuses to admit it, he does follow Bruce around, too, when his dad actually has to leave the manor. It’s when Alfred says he needs sun.

“You signed a contract, sir.”

Bruce sighing, “I signed it when I was 4. In black crayon. Those don’t count.”

Damian gasped, as if discovering a vile fact, sending an accusing glare Bruce’s way. “They don’t?”

Bruce needs an excuse to haul ass fast and that’s how Jason ends up chaperoning his socially awkward, disaster of a father in his quest to pick up food.

He’s a titanic presence next to Bruce, glaring off whoever stares a little too long or too appreciatively, strong arms crossed and his eyes hard and sharp.

Bruce gently taps his bicep and he hates the way he melts. “Do you want the chicken nuggets with or without apple slices?”

“Without.”

“Jay.”

“FINE.”

Give Jason his “he asked for No pickles” moment. It has to embarrass Bruce enough to jump in traffic, thought.

Damian has his own league and none of them can really compete with it. I think, during parent’s night, he drags Bruce off to proudly showcase his gallery of portraits.

Bruce is very moved when he realizes they’re almost all him.

There’s portraits of Dick, too, and Alfred, and a comically bad one of Tim. “Damian, they’re very beautiful. Thank you.”

“I painted them with the blood of your enemies.”

“…Thank you.”

Fairy Tales are a necessity because they dare speak the truths that the world never wants to hear;

That adults are cruel to children.

That you will suffer injustice, but that doesn't give you the right to be unjust to others.

That there are negative consequences to indulging vices.

That upholding moral principles is always the better path, even in the face of hardship.

That you will die someday.

And that inspite of all the bad in the world, it is worth persevering and finding the love and joy that is out there.

From a Christian perspective, what do you think about aro/ace people?

Problem with this question is, everybody wants to redefine words to mean whatever the individual feels like meaning. But if you're talking about people with no sex drive or people with no reproductive organs, the Bible says that they are people made in the image of God exactly like everyone else. They need Jesus exactly the same amount as everyone who is not aro/ace.

God's plan for humanity is that they experience full love and fulfillment in a relationship with Him, which glorifies Him. Marriage and sex are just one, of many, good pictures He gave us of that plan. But those are not "THE plan." So anybody without sex drive or without reproductive organs or whatever are fully capable of experiencing God's love and fulfillment in giving their lives to Him—and they need that exactly the same amount as people who do have sex drive and reproductive organs.

That's all.

happy Thursday the 20th

Daily Doodles- Day 149- 12/09/24

Telling me that 'God is with you' when I'm struggling to be with him don't help any, my friend.

I know he's with me. I'm here and alive enough to be annoyed at your empty platitudes, Praise be the Lord.

We're supposed to physically help one another. God gave us physical bodies to interact so that we can interact!

If you can help, shut your mouth and help!

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If someone who believes in God with all their heart and soul can pray and it destroys whatever you, a witch has tried to put on them, I wanna know why you haven't fallen to your knees in fear and awe of the Living God yet.

Because He's very real and very powerful and you as a puppet of the devil (because all that 'magic' isn't from you btw) stand no chance.

You have to do all sorts of spells and rituals and wait for certain days and collect certain things.

All they have to do is maintain their relationship with The Most High and pray.

Who's really winning?

Daily Doodles- Day 35- 20/05/24

Posting the backlog of days I missed!

I was listening to Jesus YouTube and drew a girl in prayer.

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Daily Doodles- Day 159- 24/09/24

Another drawing based on a story idea that I had.

Be careful what you say, for your words have power.

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do you ever wonder how much of our agricultural and husbandry knowledge was taught to Adam and Eve directly by God in the Garden of Eden vs. stuff we had to figure out?

take honey, for example. honey figures prominently throughout the Bible. which is more likely:

some guy said “hey I bet there’s something worth eating in the spherical house of the flying scorpion bugs”

or Adam and Eve had apiaries in the Garden and after the Fall, they said “well unfortunately the bees can hurt us now, but it’s hashtag worthit”