Martha Wayne - Blog Posts

Little kinda sad blurb

There’s a women who’s been coming to every Wayne gala since Bruce was a kid and every time she remarks about how much he’s grown. This time though he’s talking with Dick, Jason, and Tim no one knows how he convinced all three of them to show up. But she comes up and does the usual of how much Bruce has grown but she takes a look at Dick, Jason and Tim and gets a sad smile on her face and says you three boys look so much like Martha and Thomas, she pays her eyes with a tissue and walks away. All of them a bit surprised of course because the only one who should look like Martha and Thomas is Bruce. Bruce had tears in his eyes but no one comments on it ever and the three boys start to look for Martha Thomas’s features when they look in the mirror.

The first Always!AU Fic is finally out

Or at least half a chapter-

And with that I got anxious and already made a drawing based on the chapter that is still halfway through. Oh no, two drawings, not just one.

Look how cute baby Bruce and baby Kate are <<33333

The fic

Wip of flashpoint Martha Wayne on a date. Haven’t drawn her date yet because I fear letting go of my batblob cheat code and actually drawing Batman.

Feel free to give me tips on how to improve my art :)) I’m new to this

Also, guess the song I’m drawing this to!

Martha is a Cat

Bruce is a Cat/Bat hybrid

For @lovesick-joey

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I hope you like it. 😎

I have 10 wips rn so here is an excerpt of one.

Dick knew once Bruce told him the story of his parent's murder, in the acerbic light of the juvenile detention hall that served as the place for their second meeting, that they were not same.

Even if Bruce believed they were.

Bruce told his story in the hushed tone of morning light. His eyes shining with the pain of memory as he detailed the moment he saw Martha Wayne, his mother die in front of him.

Dick knew as soon as Bruce uttered that final fateful sentence, a recounting of watching his mothers pearls scatter onto the blood-soaked ground, only to roll away to places he has searched time and time again and never found.

That Bruce was far-far luckier than him.

Because Bruce might have trained all around the world but Bruce was not raised by the watchful eyes of hundreds of men and women who didn't speak a shared language but still called each other family.

Bruce did not spend his time being babysat by Hala, the widower of a pearl diver who once held Dicks hands and told him, with the gentle reflection of the night sky in her eyes, tone alight with pride at her history, her life, her late husband, how she had made jewellery out of the pearls and sold them.

How her husband could not do it because you needed small, gentle hands to be able to tie a protective knot in-between each pearl as to make sure when the necklace breaks you will not lose too many if pressure causes the string to snap.

the rest of this will be on my ao3 eventually but for now~~~~~

When you wake up next to him in the middle of the night

With your head in your hands, you're nothing more than his wife

And when you think about me, all of those years ago...

...You know I hate to say, but I told you so

I had an AU idea in the middle of class a few days ago:

Batman, aka. Bruce Wayne, who can use magic.

It originally started with Martha Wayne. She was a magician. A strong one. It only makes sense she would pass the knowledge down to her child too.

Even Thomas Wayne knew a thing or two about magic. Especially because the Wayne family had made a pact with Lady Gotham years ago. So yes, he has some knowledge on magic, runes and pacts.

When they died, young Bruce studied more of it.

And in the future, he teaches his children as well.

When he is Batman, he almost never uses magic. You can't keep depending on it. It's too risky. A risk he cannot afford to take.

But who's gonna fault him if he used a bit of magic to heal his and his family's injuries? Who's gonna fault him if he uses a bit of magic to blend himself into the shadows so he could scare off criminals? Who's gonna fault him if uses a bit of magic to make himself look more cryptid-like? Who's gonna blame them if they used a bit of magic to mess with villains and crappy co-workers? They're just using what they learned after all.

I have a little headcanon living in my brain but i cannot write so i will leave it to you people…

Basically at some point one of the batkids find a photo album in some old storage elsewhere in the manor.

They obviously decide to open it, family bonding all that jazz.

But the pictures are clearly pre-Bruce, Thomas and Martha on dates, pictures in the manor gardens, Polaroids and photo booth strips of themselves stuck in.

All very cutesy.

And then Alfred is there, polaroids of him in the kitchen, dancing with Martha, gardening with Thomas, frowning at the camera as he sits in the library.

But then slowly the photos are getting more intimate, Thomas and Alfred with their cheeks pressed together grinning at the camera with lipstick stains on their faces, Martha laying against Thomas’ chest in the bedroom, Thomas’ head in Alfreds lap.

They cant stop turning the pages, more and more throuple-y adorable photos, finally one with Thomas and Martha on either side of Alfreds cheeks, in marker underneath ‘our Alfie’.

Obviously its chaos, blah, blah, blah i think theres a fic in there somewhere

Some people might remember that Bruce is Jewish, but I don't think people realize to *what level* this whole family is Jewish.

Looking only at the *blood related family members*, Thomas was canonically the only one that was actually Christian (not counting au version of family members I'm talking only about the current main universe versions).

Thomas was Christian.

Martha? Jewish

Hence Bruce- also Jewish.

The grandparents? Also Jewish.

Bruce's uncle (Martha's brother) Jacob (Kate and Beth's dad) was Jewish as well.

Jacob's wife and Bruce's aunt Gabi was also Jewish.

Bruce's twin cousins Kate and Beth? Jewish.

Another cousin of Bruce that her dad was also from the same parents of Martha and Jacob (hence he was also Jewish), aka bette? Also biologically Jewish.

Damian? The son of Bruce (Jewish) and Talia (Muslim) is both of his parents child so he doesn't have a Christian bone in his body. He's the farthest from Christian there is.

Even Helena Wayne the daughter of Bruce is also biologically Jewish.

THIS WHOLE FAMILY EXCEPT THOMAS IS JEWISH.

Have a fun day digesting that.

Review: Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice (2016)

Rating: 4.0 of 10.0

I have to be honest, and I’m going to drop the bomb this early in the article: Batman V Superman: Dawn of Justice is the single most boring movie I’ve ever watched in the theater in a long time–and I’ve endured A Good Day To Die Hard. Even that movie still wins favors from me for being a quick 90-minute movie with an earnest desire to be as simple and as loud as possible. BvS, on the other hand, is 2 and a half hours long and the studio themselves proudly stated that (I paraphrase, but I kid you not it’s true) “there will be no jokes in this movie”. They lied, by the way. There were a couple of jokes, maybe 3, but none of them were remotely funny. Maybe that’s what they meant. Of course not every movie should be witty–but when a movie is bad and you can’t even laugh, that’s when a movie-going experience becomes a torture.

BvS, actually, had a promising beginning. It still insisted to have a scene of the Wayne’s parents death and of little Bruce’s fall into the cave, which I am so tired of. Okay, I get it. Bruce’s parents were murdered in front of him as a child and that’s his origin story, but that’s how it’s been in every iteration of Batman. We don’t need to be retold the same story all over again, particularly because this version of Batman had been around the streets for 20 years. But if you must have the scene for the simple fact that your movie has Batman in it, I made peace with it. The next scene though, was quite excellent and actually gave me hope that this would be a great movie (I was wrong). It was of Bruce Wayne (Ben Affleck), in the exact moment of Man of Steel’s final battle when Superman (Henry Cavill) and General Zod (Michael Shannon) destroyed half the city–and apparently, a Wayne building. To see the effects of the battle from a pedestrian perspective was genuinely terrifying, and that created an understandable motive for Bruce Wayne to hate on Superman.

In fact, Batman is the only decent thing to come out of this movie. Ben Affleck actually makes a pretty good Batman, at least as good as the movie lets him be. Admittedly his motive on hating Superman might not be the most logical (after all Superman is the person who saved them all, city-wide destruction notwithstanding), but experiencing that much destruction in front of your eyes might do something to you. Honestly though, Batman is kind of insane in this movie. He has repeating nonsensical nightmares, is fixated on killing Superman on an unhealthy level, and brands criminals with his logo for no apparent reason. But, his solo fighting sequence is the only interesting one compared to the rest, and the simple fact that Ben Affleck is a better actor than Henry Cavill makes him the better half of the bunch.

Superman is where it all falters. First, I’d like to point out that I actually kinda liked Man of Steel, which is the prequel to BvS. Zack Snyder, who directed both movies, takes the idea of Superman, an all-American hero, and turned it on its head with MoS. What if, he asks, Superman is not regarded as a hero but as an alien threat instead? It was a compelling question, and one he began to answer in MoS. But in order for MoS to work (which is an origin story), it has to be followed by a rather traditional Superman movie, otherwise MoS would be pointless. Instead with BvS, Snyder continues to try to subvert the idea of Superman, but he hasn’t earned any of it. BvS tries to discuss the dichotomy between “Superman as a savior” vs “Superman as a monster”, without first establishing the savior part of Superman at all (neither in MoS or BvS). The result is a gritty Superman movie that both rings hollow and violates the very idea of Superman itself.

The messages telegraphed about Superman in this movie is all over the place. Alfred (Jeremy Irons) spouts two opposing opinions on Superman at two different times. Also, at one time Clark Kent/Superman talks about how he wants to do good and save people to honor his father, while in my recollection Pa Kent basically told him in MoS (I exaggerate, but still), “Don’t save the humans, they don’t deserve it.” It’s clear that the movie itself isn’t sure on how to handle Superman. Also, Henry Cavill’s acting that only ranges from brooding to grimacing (coupled with Snyder’s obsession of having Superman suspended mid air to hammer-in the idea that he is a god), just worsens it all.

How about other characters? Jessie Eisenberg’s Lex Luthor, that one I can’t understand. The less I can say about him the better, so I’m actually gonna chalk it out to taste. Perhaps, his Lex Luthor just isn’t my taste. One thing I know for sure though, his character is as annoying and as perplexing as he appeared in the trailers, so if you hate him there you’ll want to burn him in the actual movie.

I don’t have any special thing to say about Wonder Woman (Gal Gadot). She doesn’t have much to do in BvS (yet. She’s having her own movie and she’ll also appear in upcoming Justice League movie) and doesn’t have much time to build her character, so I can’t say anything worthwhile yet. I’m not fond of her costume from practical perspective, but that’s hardly the worst thing in BvS.

Alright, maybe you’re thinking, what if I only want to watch the movie only for the action? I’d just warn you that any kind of action only begins halfway into the movie (probably maybe even way into the third act), and the ride leading to it was excruciating. Even the titular fight between Batman and Superman is wildly lackluster, purely because of the fact that you just know how stupid it is. When you want to avoid a fight, definitely the first thing you do won’t be throwing your supposed opponent 10-feet into a building. When you don’t have time to talk, then you shouldn’t have time to keep saying you don’t have time to talk. The conclusion of the fight is also pretty stupid ("Martha," anyone?). To tell you the truth, the titular fight really is boring. The final fight, featuring Wonder Woman, is slightly better, but only if you like those kinds of heavily CGI’d fight.

The story itself is incomprehensible. Fortunately there’s something resembling a plot, but it has no apparent arc aside from the obvious question the writers ask themselves: HOW DO WE GET BATMAN TO FIGHT SUPERMAN. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is not what a good writer should do. Obviously, there’s a certain kind of art about a movie that builds quite and slow suspense that leads to a satisfying climax. Some movies though, just draaaaags, and BvS is the latter. I’m not a person with the shortest attention span and I certainly don’t need an explosion every 5 minutes to keep me engaged, but I just couldn’t care for BvS and I was bored. out. of. my. mind. With clunky pacing, disjointed edits, and worthless dream sequences, BvS is basically an incoherent rambling of Zack Snyder.

While we’re here, let’s talk about the title. “Batman v Superman” doesn’t really mean anything outside the court of law, which certainly has nothing to do with the movie. Even “Dawn of Justice” is kinda meaningless unless if you think it’s a clever enough pun for Justice League. And since the movie does not talk about the actual justice itself, and certainly doesn’t end in any way that implies justice is served, it simply is a misnomer. Basically the title was just a collection of things that Snyder thinks would sound cool, which ironically is a fitting description of the entire movie.

Honestly, the only thing I liked about this movie is the fact that practically anybody could figure out who Superman is; because when your disguise is a pair of glasses, then you’re not really trying to fool anyone.

My TL;DR is this: Do yourself a favor and skip this movie. Just watch literally anything else; Kung Fu Panda 3, Nolan’s Batman Trilogy, Supergirl, your high school graduation video, anything. Treat yourself with a decent lunch. Just don’t pay for this movie, unless you’re prepared to be disappointed.