I Am Obsessed With Characters With Self-esteem Issues

I am obsessed with characters with self-esteem issues

‘phantom pains’, caitlin conlon // ‘what i could never confess without some bravado’, emily palermo // ‘i will’, mitski // ‘a self-portrait in letters’, anne sexton // ‘desperation sits heavy on my tongue’, @/tullipsink // ‘hunger makes me’, jess zimmerman // ‘coffee and cigarettes’, sade andria zabala

cant talk rn obsessed over the design concept of this 2017 production of pinocchio as a stage play where pinocchio is the only character played by a human actor and the rest of the cast are portrayed as puppets ,,,

YES YES

You know what I find hilarious is how Jason and Dick somehow get coined the ladies men. I see people calling Dick a manwhore which is so untrue.

The only bat getting Bitches is Tim motherfucking Drake.

Tim is playing all sides 24/7 considering he is constantly busy and a hot fucking mess the amount he be getting is ridiculous.

Like think about it Tim is Brucie Wayne just without the stupidity.

I would love to be a reporter in Gotham because the Articles would be glorious.

Timothy Drake Wayne CEO by day and manwhore by night.

PREACH

"Timber is absolutely unreasonable ship. They never weren't supposed to be canon"

Yeah. I'm ship them. I'm well aware that they only became canon because the writers wanted it that way, not because the majority of fans wanted it.

But I think we all know what it forced ship. Who were never supposed to be a couple anyway, but the writers decided otherwise, so now they're canon. And usually looking at these ships, you can feel how uncomfortable they are with each other. You can see how closed off and awkward they are with each other. How ill-matched they are and how out of place they are in that relationship. Despite some supposed efforts by the writers, but they just look very artificial when they're trying to squeeze out their deepest love for each other and pretend that's the way it's meant to be. And just literally everyone realizes that couple these characters is just impossible as canon.

But Timber don't fall into that category. Surprisingly their dynamic is very genuine and real. I don't sense any unnaturalness or falseness in their love. They are insanely comfortable with each other. The fact that Tim feels safe in Bernard's arms, and basically with him. And Tim considers going to an amusement park or a movie as something exciting and fun, even though that these are quite ordinary places to go on dates, but Tim life in general is a living hell, so the relationship with Ber is like some kind of island of normalcy and safety for him. Like, with him he can just enjoy life and the ordinary pleasures of youth. And writers could easily have gone the way of irritating clichés, like, Bernard might not have known that Tim was Robin and end up resenting him for withholding that information. Or he could have been jealous of Tim's superhero life and demand attention. But in the end, Bernard the most understanding boyfriend ever. It's such a thrill to see such an adequate and accepting person for whom the only thing that matters is that Tim okay and happy. But it's also very noticeable that they are an important part of each other's lives. This is especially evident in Tim. Like, my boy a hero with a lot of problems that go way beyond the problems of normal people, but he'll always make time for his boyfriend. Yah, by and large all of their dates are planned, but that's also what it means that they're an important part of each other's lives that they make special time for. And looking at them you really see that they are fucking love and appreciative of each other.

I don't love Timber for HOW their relationship turned out, I love them for WHAT their relationship turned out to be.

Tumblr writers are a different breed

There is something to Jason’s orphaning that dick and bruce can’t relate to.

Bruce and dick suffered loss like a bandaid torn off. A single act and joy was snuffed out. Tragedy introduced like a gavel. Hard and sudden, with a sharp entry point and bloody exit wound, a clear channel of destruction through a functioning life.

Jason had months of slow descent. Not the frog slowly boiling without noticing, but a death of a thousand bitter cuts. Grief that was heralded years before it arrived, a shadow at the door, footsteps getting ever closer. There was no turning point. No day it all went wrong. Poverty. Desperation. Incarceration. Cancer. Pain killers. Dependency. Tragedy vast like an ocean, and there is no one to threaten, no punch so strong it can outweigh it. There is only swimming or drowning.

thanks man