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I've seen the last '"g-d made you perfect" that I can handle, and it's led me to a realization about how I think of g-d.
I don't think we were made perfect. We were made human. And, if I'm honest, the only perfection in my mind is g-d, and that sense of perfection is what differentiates humans from g-d. If humans were as perfectly-made as g-d, I for one wouldn't see the point in following, believing, trusting, caring for, or loving g-d.
I guess for me, I see the ways in which humans alter the Way We Were Created that I really don't think it's right to speculate as to if there's a limit to altering our abilities or bodies. For instance, as a trans person, I've definitely been inundated with this idea that because g-d made my body "perfect" that I shouldn't alter it ever, but isn't that a dangerous precedent? Is it really so, that our bodies are magically made perfect, as g-d that to even tamper with the idea of change would be the same as cursing g-d? I really don't think that's compelling.
I love thinking about just how much g-d is placed into people, but I don't think it warrants restricting the ability to learn, create, grow, or change. Thank g-d that He created the ability to change!
#jumblr#jew by choice#jewish conversion#personal thoughts tag#you don't want to know what sparked this (lighthearted)#i just get very angsty still reading 'but g-d made you PERFECT 😢' because it is never about g-d it's about one's feelings#but it is compelling to think... wait but ARE we made perfect#it's a fair question to ask i think#and this might be a messy post. it's almost 03:00 and i have class and i'm feeling angsty#i have such a bad habit of saying 'dont ask me what sparked this' and then elaborating even when Nobody Asked#and that's because i think it's hilarious#so i'm going to force myself to just let it go and make this post even if it's messy#like a middle school friendship my relationship with g-d is messy and complex and nuanced and kind of petty sometimes#what does g-d expect from man? i'm sure He was well aware of what i am Like
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TO YOU MAYBE
To ME, HE'S A LATE 20s/EARLY 30s YEAR OLD MAN WITH ISSUES
#Sammy8D says#AHDHABFHSHD#I got this comment on one of my videos and I think it's funny#To you he's an angsty teen#To ME he's middle aged with issues#we are not the same#the dark lord#ava dark lord#ava the dark lord#Sammy8D stick stuff
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#bbc ghosts#bbc ghosts art#capvers#bbc ghosts the captain#lieutenant havers#Hey I was gonna draw something angsty and I decided! There is zero need! I am good :) Swagger stick scene but make it happy and romantic :)#art entry#Hey @ whoever looks at this - I appreciate ya (<- said in Ted Lasso voice) :-)#The brainrot is crazy right now I will be honest. I have no one to talk to about it so silly art it is.#My sketchbook is brimming with these middle aged men. Ha ha ha (<- laughing brokenly and bleeding out on the floor)#bbc ghosts fanart
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Ruiner 🩸
#Edgy NIN lyrics in the bg...... the angsty middle school experience I was too sheltered to have *sniffles* nature is healing...#Anyways what.... I was thinking abt him while listening to The Downward Spiral n I started to cry lol </3 Suits him well grrrr#Donquixote Doflamingo#One Piece#Hes just fun as fuck to draw....#Traditional#W digital coloring#My art#Fanart#Eye trauma
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Asteroid city doodles
#asteroid city#jason schwartzman#wes anderson#margot robbie#wes anderson fanart#traditional art#asteroid city is so good no one understands#Everyone on tumblr is talking about good omens like bro there’s another set of angsty middle aged gays you’re forgetting about
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[TUVOKTOBER: Day 16] Mr. Human!
#species swap voyager: Vulcan Janeway / Human Tuvok / Hologram Kes / Human Seven / Human Doctor#<- She's in the delta quadrant bc she took up her parents' work after they got assimilated and is chasing the Borg.#I think fully human or fully klingon B'Elanna would be potentially fun if they did a meet up (by which I mean it would be very angsty)#Chakotay Tom and Harry are still humans and Neelix is still Talaxian#Kes is a hologram so she can still be an age that's not entirely understandable to others. She's still an adult even though she's#technically one or two years old just like the doctor is in the canon timeline#Janeway's name in this universe is K'tryn#Also the running gag with the doctor's name is that no one knows what it is and it's only revealed at the last episode#and it IS something very boring. Important: He's not trying to hide it he just keeps getting interrupted or he's busy or a loud noise plays#st voyager#Tuvoktober#st voyager fanart#bea art tag#I was torn between making him look the same age he does on the show or making him look middle aged#since he is Vulcan middle aged but it was already difficult to make him look 'like Tuvok' instead of just some guy#Also his Human name is like 'Taylor' for that same gender neutral feel
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"Untitled" (Liaison Amoureuse)
Lancelot/Merlin ● General Audiences ● WC: 100 ● No Warnings // Written for @merlinmicrofic 2024, for the prompt 'I'll Be There'.
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With none of this should they be so bold, only Merlin is treacherous in love. In broad midday, Lancelot hides them—badly—and kisses Merlin until he’s giddied with being known. He whispers,
“My chambers, tonight.”
The others don’t see; Lancelot slips the clasps of proper-reputation frequent as Merlin, defter than Gwaine. Forget secret courtship—for this alcove, Merlin would do magic worth a thousand pyres.
Lips on throat, thumb tracing cheek. Everything is tingling sweet like drinking fresh spring melt.
“I’ll be there,” Merlin snickers, and tips his head forward, muffling his joy and face-aching grin into Lancelot’s gambeson.
#Whoa look at me finally writing about something other than grief lmao! I'm gonna be so real‚ this was HARD 😭#The thing about Lancelot is that everyone thinks he's so proper and upstanding but LIKE#this is the guy who was down to do identity fraud like RIGHT AWAY#And then he was a cage fighter???#And he's also the one encouraging Merlin to do magic in the middle of a busy hallway LIKE.#Anyway I felt like I'd written enough angsty Mercelot so I should write about them actually getting to be in love#because they deserve it#Also I felt I needed to write something about Merlin loving Lancelot#because Lancelot is SO devoted to Merlin#but don't get me wrong: Merlin is also SMITTEN#merlin bbc#bbc merlin#merlin fanfic#merlin fanfiction#merlin fic#ynnealay#thefollow-spot#ynnealay's fic#merlin micro fic#merlin micro fic 2024#drabble#merlance#mercelot#lancelot#merlin/lancelot
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summary. when you’re burnt out, alhaitham is there for you, even though he’s just your roommate.
ft. alhaitham x y/n (no kaveh this time </3)
cw. modern!au, (optional: gifted kid) burnout
wc. 1.8k
notes. burnout sucks especially when you love academic validation :(( senioritis is coming for me soon and i’m trying to stay as motivated as possible to do work but even with college application results coming out well (i’m not letting digital footprint ruin anything for me but hey only 1 rejection and a deferral) i can feel that i’m losing energy to work on school. anyway a mid story for a mid feeling :((
on a tuesday night at 2am after a long day of work, alhaitham walked past your bedroom door. although it was dark, he could tell that your desk lamp was still on by the faint glow that shone from under the door. you had spent the past several days up this late working on some sort of project.
you looked miserable these days. your eyes were puffing, signifying that you had been crying recently and the bags under your eyes were so deep that he was certain that you had gotten an aggregate of an hour of sleep that week. during the rare times that you shared a meal together, you barely spoke and barely ate.
although school in general was a struggle, your major was significantly more demanding than the others. it wasn’t uncommon for you to stay up late working on an essay or finishing other homework, but this past week had been killing you and he could clearly tell.
however, he didn’t feel like it was his place to be saying anything to you. sure, you probably saw him more than your friends, especially since you were his roommate, but that didn’t mean the two of you were extremely close. other than the occasional grocery run together and conversations in the living room, you never spent much time together outside of the house.
but that night as he walked past your room, he heard sniffling. he paused, lifting his headphones to check if he heard correctly.
“i’m so tired of everything,” he heard you say from beyond the door, muffled by your sleeves.
he pursed his lips as he considered what he should do. on a normal day, he would have ignored it and gone to sleep since it was none of his business, but this time something was pulling on him to interfere, even if it was rude.
he took in a deep breath and knocked on your bedroom door.
“hey, are you in there?”
he heard nothing but silence on the other side of the door. then he heard some shuffling and the door clicked open.
as expected, you looked terrible. your eyes and cheeks were wet with tears and your nose was runny. your clothes and hair were disheveled and from beyond you, he could see several empty cups of coffee strewn all over your desk indicating that you were running on nothing but caffeine. your floor was covered in papers and pencils as if you had thrown them at the ground, perhaps out of a fit of anger.
“sorry, i must look like a mess right now,” you said, your voice thick, “but did you need something?”
haitham’s heart dropped after hearing your voice. he had never been so concerned for an almost stranger crying, but the tears threatening to spill over and the way your lips quivered slightly made him want to comfort you.
“i guess it would be stupid of me to ask if you’re alright.”
you gave him a small smile before looking at the ground. “it’s the thought that counts. but i’m sure you already know the answer. i know it’s a pigsty in here, but would you like to come inside?”
“if you don’t mind,” he responded as he stepped inside. besides there being a lot of stuff thrown around, it wasn’t nearly as bad as you made it out to be.
you ushered him onto the end of your bed and you sat beside him before letting out a long sigh.
“when did you start working today?” he turned to look at you.
you thought for a moment. “i woke up at around 6 this morning.”
“and went to sleep when?”
you went silent.
“i’m concerned for you. this isn’t healthy.”
“i know that, haitham. if i could, i would be sleeping from 9 to 6 everyday.”
he was confused. you were more than capable of finishing your work quickly and he had seen it done before. it was strange that you were even spending so much time on a project that he knew others had already finished a while ago.
“i’m just,” you started, “losing all my motivation. i don’t feel like doing anything. but the tuition is what’s preventing me from just dropping out entirely.”
you flopped onto the bed and covered your face.
“i don’t know what’s wrong with me. i used to love doing projects and writing essays for classes. but all of a sudden i just can’t do it anymore. i’m so tired.”
it was silent for a short moment as haitham considered what he should do. he knew that he was supposed to comfort someone in this kind of situation, but he didn’t want to cross a boundary that wasn’t meant to be crossed between roommates. despite this, he wanted to hold you in his arms in a way that wouldn’t be done between just roommates, even if it would make things awkward later.
he gently grabbed you and pulled you up so that you were in his arms. when he noticed that you were shaking from your sobs, he instinctively tightened his arms around you and stroked your head softly. you weren’t pushing him away, so he assumed he was making the right decision by doing this. with no comforting words to say, this was the most he could do for you.
after a long time, you finally pulled away from him, wiping your tears away.
“‘m sorry you had to see that,” you apologized although alhaitham was more sorry that he couldn’t do anything to help you. “i think that the lack of sleep has put my emotions into whack.”
he shook his head profusely. “i remember a friend of mine once saying that it’s important to release any kind of emotion you have.”
alhaitham followed your eyes as you stared up at the ceiling. “i’m not sure what it is. i feel like i’m such a disappointment. my grades are slipping at an exponential rate and i feel like i’ll never be able to catch up to them.”
he thought for a moment about what he could say to you. you got this and you’re doing great felt shallow and were probably very inconsiderate responses, even if he believed in them. asking you to take a break would be fruitless and telling you that your grades weren’t as important as your health would obviously not get through to you.
“do you want me to make you some food?”
you looked at his face for the first time in a while. it seemed that his offering was something that interested you. “what kind of food?”
“just some comfort food that my grandmother used to make for me. i could make some for you if you’d like? i’m not as good of a chef as she was, but i can replicate it pretty well.”
“well, i am actually kinda hungry,” you thought to yourself out loud. “i’d like to try your cooking! do you want me to help with anything?”
he shook his head in response. “just sit on the couch and try to relax. we can go back to your project after we eat, but take a break for the time being. i’ll help you with getting inspiration.”
you looked at him with wide eyes as you followed him out of the room and sat on the couch as he instructed.
“hey, why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden, though?” he heard you ask while he was getting some of the spices from the cabinet.
he paused mid-movement, hand frozen in the air. why was he being so nice to you? he knew he wasn’t a heartless person by nature, but he wasn’t very caring either, especially to someone who was just his roommate. he thought about your crying face and felt a literal pang in his heart. he didn’t even feel this way towards his friends (not that he had many).
“i’d rather see your face smiling than crying,” he finally responded simply.
you went quiet for a moment as if to try to take in what he said. “thank you. i don’t have many people i can turn to whenever i’m going through, i dunno, burnout or whatever. you were the first person who listened to me in a while.” he then heard you mumble something else afterwards.
“what was that? i didn’t catch the last part,” he said as he leaned around the corner to look into the living room.
you pursed your lips as if you didn’t want to say anything, but your eyes looked like they wanted to say it. you urged him to come closer and he set down the onion powder to sit next to you. you urged him again and he leaned in so that you could whisper into his ear.
“i said, it feels extra special since it’s you,” you said in a hushed voice before covering your face.
alhaitham froze again and started to feel heat creep up his neck and face. what a strange reaction to just nine words. however, you also seemed to be reacting similarly as you looked like you were about to die of embarrassment.
“you don’t have to reciprocate those feelings or anything,” you clarified. “it’s more than enough that you listened to me today and had to deal with everything.”
“but what if i do reciprocate those feelings?”
“what?”
“i said, what if i do reciprocate those feelings?”
you looked at alhaitham strangely. “well, i guess that would mean, uh, one of us asks each other out on a date or something. i don’t really know.”
“then would you like to have a dinner date with me right now?” he offered. his face was still very warm, but he was smirking regardless of it.
“wait.” you held up your hands in front of you. “wait, wait, wait. are you saying that you like me?”
he didn’t say anything but his expression remained the same.
“oh. well then, i guess i would like to go on a dinner date with you.”
alhaitham broke out into a smile. he never expected a confession would come out of a night like this. “we can go on a date after you go to sleep though. i wouldn’t want you falling asleep while eating dinner.” and he went back into the kitchen to put the finished dish into a bowl.
“hey haitham?”
he turned to look at you again. “yes?”
“thanks again.”
“anything for you.”
#lavie.txt#alhaitham#alhaitham x reader#genshin impact#genshin impact x reader#alhaitham x y/n#al haitham#genshin x y/n#genshin impact x y/n#i hate this one lowkey i never know how to end thesejsdfkjs#also this was supposed to be really angsty actually and be completely different#but i couldn't figure out how to start OR end that one so it changed to burnout#i might post the middle section though because it's funny#not really#but i think it'd be easier than figuring out the rest of the fic
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Mindlessly scrolling through all my WIP’s to see all the ones I’ve somewhat forgotten about/which one I want to work on/procrastinating on the project I’m actually working on, and being faced with all the different flavors of Ant angst I’ve come up with, including, and maybe not limited to because I’m sure there’s some I’ve forgotten, or some I just haven’t come up with yet…
- What Happens Deep in Durae, aka my Vareekla!Ant series where he shapeshifts into an original creature of mine in an original world, and deals with all the body horror, existential crisis’, anxiety, and paranoia that comes with it
- Biological but Adopted!Ant, where Ant gets separated from his family at an early age, lives on the streets, gets ‘adopted’ by his family, and struggles with all the trauma from the streets, and adjusting to a wildly new lifestyle with people he doesn’t even know
- The Subnautica crossover I’ve spent two years working on, on and off, where Ant gets stranded on 4546b, and spends four years trying to survive on his own before he finally reunites with his family again
- Camp Cretaceous crossover where Ant and/or Fontaine go to Camp Cretaceous and deal with all of that, but it’s immediately after dealing with the Monumentials, and going to the camp was meant to be a de-stressing trip, where he and/or Fontaine just get the chance to be kids without worry, only now Ant’s trying to keep all these other kids who’ve never nearly died alive
- A Oneshot called Deep Down that I’ve also been working on, on and off, for a few years now, where Ant thinks about his feelings on the Scepter, how it’s changing him, and how scared and anxious he is about it all
- Another Oneshot that I haven’t touched in three years from Hammerheads point of view, where Ant gets hurt via maybe harpoon by a gang of morally worse pirates while in the Mimic Knight, and is forced to take shelter on the Dark Orca
- One called Runaway!Ant, because he’s on the run after being framed for bringing back these Lemurian assassin monsters that have gone out of control and are rampaging across the earth. He’s been framed for it by Proteus and some other Guardian jerk, who actually woke up the monsters to try and use against Ant after he wouldn’t team up with Proteus and wouldn’t deal with the Monumentials the way the Guardian dude tried to threaten him into doing. Super long explanation short, Ant is forced to run away to protect his family, but after he’s publicly blamed for the now worldwide threat the creatures are, with no way of defending himself against the accusations, he’s not even sure his family wants anything to do with him, or if they believe he really didn’t bring the monsters back
- Another one named Ant Clone Angst in my notes, but the big angst is that Antaeus Nekton died (and not painlessly either), and a handful of months later a kid in a secret lab who looks just like him, with half of his memories, is found by the World Oceans Authorities. But no one, not even the kid himself, knows if he’s just a clone made from Antaeus Nektons missing body, or Ant himself reincarnated. So Ant is having an existential crisis trying to figure out if he can even trust his own memories, not knowing if they’re his or not, and due to the (semi-reasonable, due to watching a kid who looks and acts and sounds like their dead child walking around and breathing) not-so-great reactions to his arrival and existence from the Nektons, Ant doesn’t think the people his memories tell him are his loving family even want anything to do with him. He also remembers dying
- The HTTYD crossover I’ve built but also tweaked, where Ant takes Hiccups place plot wise (I love Hiccup, but he doesn’t exist here) but at the end of the movie, him and the other riders (Snotlout, Fishlegs, the twins, and an OC I’ve only introduced on my Ao3 account) don’t go back to Berk and are living in exile, where they proceed to speedrun the entirety of RoB, DoB, RTTE, and then some over the next few years. Ant deals with racism, not thinking his family he’s never met (due to separation at birth trope) wants him, semi-mutism under pressure, horrific loss of left leg, touch starvation and slight aversion, and having half the Archipelago and then some after his and these other kids heads. World building wise, this story has been so much fun, but boy do I put Ant through the ringer in it (this is the one I’m currently working on)
- Aaand the one with the Winter Soldier that started as a crack conversation with my brother that got way too out of hand. Ant is (somewhat) like the Winter Soldier from marvel (ala sleeper agent activation code and assassin) but gets rescued (whacked upside the head) and is now struggling to live on the Aronnax and stop being a murderous little bean
- Ant is raised by the Guardians, but not like the one I’ve seen floating around on Ao3. Ant gets kidnapped almost immediately after he’s born to be raised by the Guardians, where Alpheus already is due to his dad and history with Guardians in Canon. But because the Guardians believe that Alpheus is the Chosen One, Ant is only there as a ‘backup’ in case things go south, being raised as a future Guardian. Ant is miserable, and manages to track down his biological family once he realizes he was taken and not given up like Alpheus was. Ant skips town to get back to the Nektons, and tries really hard to fit in. He gets really upset when Nereus shows up, and now has to deal with the Guardians and a furious Alpheus finding out he’s been ‘replaced’ by Ant when it’s revealed Ant is the Chosen One, not him
I’m sure there’s more than these. I’m sure there will be more to come to me in the middle of the night or while watching some new movie or something. But looking through them all, and then thinking back on the repost thread I had with @bluefrogbubbles about the Ant Angst I’ve written, i just thought…Tumblr might love this
#ant nekton#antaeus nekton#the deep 2015#the deep cartoon#ant angst#oohhh I just can’t help myself#I was introduced to The Deep by a friend in late middle school/early high school#and just latched onto Ant as my favorite blorbo#no clue why he just vibed with me#but as my favorite blorbo#my angsty and heavily depressed behind just had to immediately put him through all the angsty scenarios I could think of#some of the ones I mentioned above are evolved versions of original AUs I came up with when I first got into the show#and with such long timeframes between seasons…I had to come up with my own content and lore and stuff to entertain myself with#sorry Ant for making your life miserable and then fluffy multiple times. it will happen again#the strength it took to sum these all up in as few words as possible#you have no idea
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are you normal or do you wake up every day and think about this
#about mitch. purposely sitting auston where he did and wiht the guys he did. and right there.. in the middle of it all#i feel they will never top this image (i say as i beg them to try flkdjskfl) like.#everyone else. talking to each other or laughing or smiling or filming and then theres auston......#like im sorry but thats unhinged framing and everyone go attack lizzie for bringing this bakck into my brain rn i cant live like this#I CANT LIVE LIKE THIS#IM ALREAYD GOING NUTS OVER THEM TO COPE LIKE THIS IS SO. this is the pinnacle of everyhting u want in an angsty but endgame ship ??#like i guess im gonna have to write my fucking self since eveyrone wants to populate the tag with ********* LIKE GOD#THERE IS MUCH TO BE WRITTEN ABOUT THIS.#long ass future fic abt the way they manage to come together without hockey being the string anymore... ive got ideas. i jsut need the#conviction and the words and to make a playlist-- but like flkdjs#this image is the centerpiece of eveyrhting that would make the most beuatiufl heart breaking rewarding pining fic of all time like#no one else on earth could possibly do it like this. no one else on the leafs certainly lmfaoooo#cant shoehorn ur favs into random pairings if these men are out here doing this..................... of their own volition. please.#well u can but. u have bad taste lol.. open your fucking EYESSSS#they are so.#anyway.
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um hi... come chase me too 🏃🏻🏃🏻
#new angsty middle aged man dropped??#obviously that means i HAVE to draw him ♡#i love that no one here is normal about him#miguel o'hara#across the spiderverse#spiderverse#spiderman#spiderman 2099#across the spiderverse fanart#art#marvel#my art#digital art#digital drawing#artists on tumblr#procreate#illustration#superheroes#mcu
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Has Tim ever put Dick on a pedestal?
100% yes! This is basically Tim's backstory IMO. Prior to meeting Dick in Lonely Place of Dying, Tim's a kid who's got a distant, idealized, made-for-TV vision of Dick and Bruce - mostly Dick - and he sets out on a quest based entirely around that misperception.
Aaaand then he immediately crashes headfirst into reality, because the Dick Grayson and Bruce Wayne he remembers from his childhood memories and daydreams are like this:
But it turns out that the actual real-life human people are a bit more, uh, cranky than Tim's glossy vision - things are tense and neither of them are super-happy to meet Tim:
And Tim has to rethink a bunch of his mistaken deductions as it slowly dawns on him that - far from being a plucky team - Dick and Bruce are actually not getting along at all:
And so Tim has to realize his whole plan of "Dick has to be Robin again!!! That will fix everything!!! :)))))" was actually wrong, and based on a misunderstanding of Bruce and Dick's relationship. And having realized he was wrong, he immediately sets about trying to figure out what he’s failed to understand in the most intrusive way possible—by asking lots of nosy questions!
Actually-meeting-Dick is basically the end of Tim’s super-idealized vision of Dick. It's not a vision that can survive contact with an actual human being who's snapping at you. And kid!Tim is (I love him but) extremely pushy and annoying, and Dick's a prickly young adult who is not above getting annoyed, which means Dick snaps at him pretty regularly.
But Tim does continue to admire him.
So for their various interactions after Lonely Place of Dying, IMO "does Tim have Dick on a pedestal" is kind of a judgment call based on your assessment of Dick's relative strengths/virtues. What's unambiguous: Tim has a consistently higher opinion of Dick than Dick does of Dick, and they argue about it a lot.
I had way too many thoughts about this, so below the cut:
Comics where Dick and Tim have conversations along the lines of Dick: "I suck and I'm failing at everything." Tim: "That's not true!! Actually you're great and you're succeeding at the thing you think you're failing at!!"
So who's right - Dick or Tim?
Dick and Tim's high opinions/expectations of each other: the plusses and minuses
Comic examples
Here are a couple different variations on Tim thinking that Dick is great (often when Dick's less sure):
in Showcase, Tim thinks that Dick’s a way better teammate than Azrael, even as Dick’s thinking himself as a failure who let the Titans down;
in Prodigal, Dick tells Tim a story about confronting Two-Face which to Dick symbolizes a moment of great failure and which Tim insists was a no-win situation where Dick did the best he could;
also in Prodigal, Dick’s despairing over how badly he thinks their encounter with Killer Croc went and meanwhile Tim thinks it went fine (after all, Dick listened to him and called an ambulance instead of beating up Croc!), and Tim tells Dick to lighten up and Dick talks about how he’s a failure;
in Nightwing 6, Dick thinks he’s doing badly in Blüdhaven and he’s self-conscious about it and paranoid about what Tim might tell Bruce, and Tim insists that the fact that Dick’s being targeted means he’s succeeding and getting close instead of failing, and Dick retorts that this won’t be comforting if he winds up dead because getting close just isn’t good enough;
also in Nightwing 6, Tim thinks Dick was a better Robin than Tim is, and Dick thinks he wasn’t that great and that Tim’s better;
post-Last Laugh, Tim’s insistent that Dick's being too hard on himself about attacking the Joker whereas Dick's really haunted by the experience and confides that it feels like he's discovered a terrible dark side of himself;
way later in Nightwing 110, Tim’s seeking Dick out and Dick’s trying to avoid him because he thinks he’s a bad person who’d be bad for Tim;
in BW: Murderer, Tim doesn’t trust Bruce absolutely, but in Red Robin, he does trust Dick absolutely (or at least, more than Tim trusts himself);
etc. etc. etc.
Who's right: Dick or Tim?
So, is Tim being too easy on Dick and looking at him with rose-colored glasses, and Dick’s harsher view of himself is the correct one; or is Dick a perfectionist who’s being too hard on himself, and Tim’s the one who’s actually seeing Dick’s strengths more clearly?
I don’t think the comics really commit one way or another! These are moments of multiple-perspectives, where we notice that Tim has one attitude and Dick has another attitude and that tells us things about the characters, not moments that are meant to resolve to a simplistic “one person is Right and one person is Wrong.” I think often you could argue that they're both right? So, like, if you wanted to take the approach of, "Tim's idolizing him but he's not actually as great as Tim thinks," I don't think the comics precisely contradict that interpretation.
... THAT SAID, look, I am a Dick Grayson fan at heart, and I tend to lean toward “Dick’s being too hard on himself.”
Tim’s not oblivious to Dick’s flaws—he immediately figures out, for example, that Dick’s gonna attack the Joker, and rushes off to stop him; he just isn’t as judgmental about this moment as Dick is, and he doesn’t think it makes Dick an awful person forever. The point is (Tim says later, practical-minded) that it was made right, and Dick shouldn’t beat himself up about it. In Prodigal, Tim’s not unaware that their fight with Croc went badly; he’s just focused on how Dick’s morals and teamwork-centric attitude feel right to him in a way that Azrael’s didn’t, and look, Tim didn’t get shot even though he got shot at, and isn’t that the important thing? Tim gets caught in the same ambush that Dick does in Nightwing 6; he just takes the glass-half-full attitude toward it while Dick takes the glass-half-empty attitude. And so on.
Tim admires Dick, looks up to him, trusts him, interprets his flaws generously, and doesn’t think he’s a failure. And... this isn't quite in the comics, but it doesn't contradict them: I like to imagine Dick feeling like he's on a pedestal, and feeling kinda uncomfortable with Tim's admiration when he's forced to realize it exists, and feeling like he doesn't deserve it, and sometimes subconsciously braced for the other shoe to drop, convinced that Tim can't possibly really think this forever, that he's deluded somehow, and that eventually Tim will realize who Dick really is and get disillusioned and leave.
And I tend to think of Dick having this problem a bit with everyone in his life who thinks highly of him, but especially with Tim, because he doesn't feel like Tim's ever needed him or that he's done anything worth Tim's admiration. I feel like Dick - despite some insecurities - does know his own worth as a team leader, and he knows he was a good partner to Bruce, and he understands when he's helping people who are clearly floundering, like Damian and Rose. But all he's ever done for Tim is...hang out, and be nice. And he doesn't think Tim ever needed fixing or saving, and he vastly underestimates both the value of his own friendship in general and how much it's meant to Tim in particular. Not all the time, because later in their relationship when they've known each other for years I do think Dick does feel a bit more secure in that friendship and entitled to make demands based on it (and vice versa, for Tim). But I do imagine Dick periodically feeling like Tim lets him off the hook too easily, and thinks more highly of him than he should, and alternating between being grateful for it and uncomfortable with it.
But I would argue that Dick does deserve Tim’s admiration!
Look, Dick's not a perfect person - no one is. He does screw up sometimes, and sometimes he's petty or jealous, and sometimes his temper gets the better of him. But he is pretty great! He's brave and thoughtful and kind and generous and caring. He takes his own grief and his own suffering and devotes himself to helping other people. And Tim sees that. Tim watches an orphaned kid crying on stage, and has nightmares about it - and later recognizes the hero in him. Tim stops Dick from beating the Joker to death, and he holds Dick back from strangling Hugo Strange, and he talks Dick down from two separate panic attacks, and he listens to Dick monologue about his various perceived failures, and he gets yelled at a lot when Dick's annoyed with him, and his takeaway from all of that is that he believes in Dick, and trusts Dick, and thinks he's a hero.
You could see that as Tim having him on a pedestal and refusing to acknowledge the ugly reality. But I tend to see it as Tim understanding that Dick's flaws and occasional missteps don't define who he is - the fact that Dick's human doesn't make him any less of a hero. Tim can see the hero that Dick can't always see in himself.
Dick and Tim have really high opinions of each other... for better or worse
Tim's not alone in having a high opinion of Dick - Dick thinks Tim's pretty great, too! Dick repeatedly compares himself to Tim and finds himself wanting, whether he's thinking that Tim's a better partner for Bruce, or having a fear toxin nightmare where Tim's a rival who's beating him out of a job, or deciding that Tim would never have let Blockbuster die (and that he'll be better off if Dick avoids him), or musing that Tim would be a better Batman. Dick calls Tim his equal and closest ally in Red Robin; Tim thinks Dick is "the best" in his origin story and basically never changes his mind.
I think nowadays we're sometimes pretty highly-attuned to the way that high expectations can be bad or oppressive, and... I have mixed feelings about this? On the one hand, it isn't untrue! Dick and Tim's mutual high opinions of each other, and correspondingly high expectations, are not an unmixed blessing! They 100% cause problems! Dick and Tim think highly of each other, and expect a lot from each other, and sometimes they're pushy or abrupt or demanding when they could stand to be more sensitive. And the iffy side of high expectations is something I find interesting, and I do think it's solidly canon-based - you see aspects of this in several of their comic conflicts - LPoD, Graduation Day, BftC, RR, etc.
But at the same time, it's complicated! I don't think you can fully untangle the higher expectations from "they rely on each other and have a lot of faith in each other." Love and trust are different things, and Dick and Tim care a whole lot about being trusted, not just about being loved.
I also think it's important that their belief in each other is often a gift rather than an inevitability: Dick and Tim choose to see each other in positive ways. Something they both do is after they have a conflict, they'll apply on a retrospective very positive gloss to whatever just happened. So e.g. Dick starts Resurrection mad at Tim, and ends it by declaring, "I let you make the choice... because I knew you'd make the right one." Tim spends most of Red Robin 1-12 mad at Dick, and ends it by declaring that he knew Dick would catch him because Dick's always there for him. And in both cases, we-the-readers are aware that they knew no such thing! But to me, that doesn't make these declarations meaningless - it makes them more meaningful. Their faith in each other is sometimes genuinely felt, and sometimes it's something they stubbornly brute-force into existence because they want to give that gift to each other.
And I mean... Tim did make the right choice. Dick was there when it really counted. Just because it isn't the whole truth doesn't mean it's not a truth.
Now, does this positivity also put some pressure on them? Absolutely! They're both people who are very upset by failure, so they tend to reassure each other by insisting that there was no failure, could never be failure, failure is impossible, even when they know perfectly well that's not true. They praise each other's skills as a love language, when what they mean is I love you no matter what. They talk about other people's needs but don't always acknowledge each other's. And it'd probably be healthier if they said instead, "Even if you'd made the wrong choice, it'd be okay, because it's okay to make the wrong choice sometimes," or "Even if you're not always there for me, that's okay, because no one can be there for someone else all the time."
And they do not say that, because Dick and Tim are relatively well-adjusted by Batfamily standards but that is a very low bar, and at the end of the day they're still deeply messed-up perfectionists who deal with their emotional problems by punching crime in the face.
But look, they're trying. And isn't that the important thing? <3
#dick 'imposter syndrome' grayson and tim 'dick grayson stan' drake#dick grayson#tim drake#dick & tim#ask tag#i rambled for a really long time anon <3#it's complicated because i feel like mmmm the ''pedestal'' thing is obv true in some ways#but i think it also sometimes gets used in this kinda flanderized way#where it gets extrapolated into claims like ''older!tim is shocked to learn dick experiences normal human emotions' or w/e#and obv fandom is transformative and a rich tapestry etc but for me personally#part of what i LOVE about tim's introduction is that dick is in the middle of one of his very angsty eras#so tim's burst into his life being all ''hiiiiii!!! you're the best :)))))'' when dick is at peak ''i am gloomy and depressed''#that said tim's high opinion of dick is very canon and very compelling to me <3#tim does think dick is the greatest thing ever!#but it's more like being a stan of his rather than being a distant stranger who doesn't know him at all#it's not that tim's unaware that dick gets angry/sad/etc or that dick and tim never have fights (they do!)#it's more that unless they're actively in the middle of a fight tim admires/loves dick a lot and is determined to think well of him#so he considers all of dick's strengths What's Important About Him and all of his flaws Basically A Rounding Error If You Think About It#and he doubles-down on this when someone's questioning it (including Dick)#there is definite motivated reasoning at play in Tim's view of Dick but imo it's not quite the same as a pedestal sdfdsfds#i'm not sure there's anything that Dick could do that Tim couldn't find a way to justify in his head how it was okay /#not really Dick / not really his fault / etc. - like if Dick went on a murder spree#Tim would be there making the big This Isn't You! I Know You Won't Kill Me Because I Believe In You! speech#and like. if he was wrong then he'd be dead sdfdsf but the thing is he'd have secret doubts and be wary AND STILL#find himself ultimately making that speech / taking the risk - and ditto for Dick toward Tim#it's not that they never get mad / distrust each other and it's not impossible they'd stay bitter and suspicious for a while#but in the END they both really really WANT to trust each other
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He’s probably got the sweetest smile ; ;
#okok i thought of somethin angsty in the middle of makin this#maybe in an au where he’s reconciled with gf and they’re reconnecting#tabi starts laughing and it hits gf that no one will be able to ever see his smile again#BOOM guilt and shame hdhshsj#my art#digital drawing#fnf#fnf tabi
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everytime i remember the scene in ep.5, where she goes back and turns in her photo, i laugh bc just imagine it from jeffersons pov
#like she goes from weirdly and unsubtly subtly aggressive to shy doe eyed max#also unrelatedly but imagine in ep.4-5 she randomly gets emo edgy angsty hair that covers one of her eyes.#i think that would be funny.#do u understand#ALSO WAIT IMAGINE THIS SCENE FROM PAST MAX’S POV 😭#SHE SUDDENLY GOES FROM HER SEAT IN THE MIDDLE OF CLASS TO BEING INCREDIBLY* DISORIENTED IN FRONT OF JEFFERSON AT THE END OF CLASS#* i assume she would be at least#lis#life is strange#max caulfield
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OPTION TIME!!!
fyonikonathan + 26
uhhh platonic kenji & jun'ichirou + 3
any platonic guild + 17
26. A kiss while one or both parties are crying
Crying makes Nikolai want to claw his eyes out and wrap up the remains in his tear ducts. And yet he here is, the evening before Fyodor shatters Nathaniel's mind, sobbing til his throat is raw. He looks around, about to reach for a piece of the mirror he's shattered when- "Nikolai." Fyodor's tone is calm, and when he looks over, Nathaniel is standing at his side too. Nathaniel stares at him with disdain, as if his tears are all an unsuitable, boring play. "Hah- heyy," Nikolai wipes his eyes, grinning, and strides over, wrapping his arms around Nathaniel. Fyodor rolls his eyes, leaning in to kiss Nikolai. It feels like poison, bitter and unsympathetic, but he leans in anyway. What really makes him feel vile, what really gives him the urge to crawl out of his own skin like it's a suit, is how Nathaniel's arms wrap around him. Because in the morning, he shall never even consider doing that again.
3. A kiss on the forehead Kenji gently presses a kiss to Junichiro's forehead, smiling at him, "Andd, there!" Junichiro blinks, "There, what?" "Your treatment is complete!" Kenji smiles at him, and Yosano looks over with a little smile, but doesn't comment. "..Oh." Junichiro smiles himself, chuckling a little, "Thanks."
17. An upside-down "Spider-Man" kiss
"This is gonna work." "I really doubt that." Lucy deadpanned, staring back at Mark. Huck and Tom were straining to keep him floating in air, and she knew that he was waiting for John to pass by so he could surprise him. "It will!" Mark tried to shrug, only to crumple to the floor. Lucy rolled her eyes and walked away, off to gossip to Margaret and Lousia, presumbly. With the two little guys all cranky at him, Mark opted to try again next day; only for when he stepped out of his room that morning, John was easily hanging upside down from the ceiling, vines keeping him there as if he belonged there. Mark snorted, "Competitive, huh?" "No more then you!"
#gore#for. nikolai#that-was-anticlimatic#we have some silly some angsty and some fluff take ur pic..#i dont feel like tagging all the charcters rn lol#bsd#dino answers#pidge does prose#my writing#sorry the middle one is so short i didnt have many ideace
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A fallen spaceman devoured by false stars
Lalna didn't want to be down here, but Xephos hadn't surfaced for days. He'd been in constant radio contact, but Lalna knew he'd barely taken enough provisions for a day, let alone a week.
Gingerly, he stepped through the sculk, his boots laced together and hanging over his arm, bare feet chilled by the cave stone below them. He walked onwards to Xephos' last location on his map, the ever brightening glow of the sculk making his blood chill. The whispers started suddenly, the soft moss dripping across the cave having deadened the noise. It was Xephos, his voice soft and syrupy sweet, like a child up too late at a sleepover. He startled in place when he realised the distant sculk he'd been scanning for a sign of his - his friend - shifted in place, making an idle hand gesture in conversation. He was nearly impossible to spot against the diffuse glow around him, his own glowing freckles appeared to have multiplied, sculk staining the bright red of his coat.
"No - no! Don't be silly!" Xephos' voice was so soft but he could hear the smile in it. "No - Lalna's - he's like my warden. He keeps me safe." A pause, a flick of his ear as Xephos listened to something Lalna couldn't hear. "I trust him, silly thing. He'd only ever lie to me to keep me safe." Lalna felt that like a stake through the heart and had to fight the wounded noise he wanted to make. "- mm. I don't always make good choices. It must be nice to be part of the hive like that." Had the sculk finally -
"But then he wouldn't be just mine anymore. That would make me sad." Lalna didn't like the nauseous swirl of emotions that banged around the walls of his chest. He didn't know if he wanted to hear this, these quiet truths a sleepy-voiced Xephos now struggled to keep secret. Beside him, a sculk tendril shivered, lighting up a little brighter.
"Lalna! Friend!" He could see Xephos rise, gently removing scraps of sculk from his clothes and placing them on the rare bare patches of stone around him. Xephos padded towards him, a nearly unnatural awareness of where he could place his feet to avoid standing on sculk. Nearly purring, he pressed his face into Lalna's shoulder looking up at him with newly doe-like eyes. "I missed you!"
"You've been down here for a week, Xeph." He couldn't stop the waver in his voice. Xephos seemed to catch it, a soft, heartbroken expression on his face.
"Oh - on Lalna I didn't realise - I'm so sorry!" Lalna wrapped an arm around him, burring his face into Xephos' hair. It still smelt the same. He felt something in him unwind a touch.
"Its - it's fine. I'm glad you're ok." Xephos looked at him, still frowning. Lalna caught another ear flick.
"We're going up to the surface now. You are going to carry me because you are good at keeping me safe. And also because my legs are numb." Lalna didn't get a chance to process that because half a moment later his arms were full of the other man. He couldn't help but laugh, hoisting him into a princess carry that had Xephos giggling.
"Ok, ok! I'll carry you!"
#sculk au#this was GOING to be angsty but it pivoted into fluff at the end which is not normal for me. wild. horror fluff but you get me#asks#xeph and lalna have been dancing a 'will they wont they' waltz for about 6 years and honeydew was like maybe. if i give them a thing to mak#in the middle of fuck off nowhere. maybe they will get together.#and then they adopted some weird guy and one of them got possessed by sculk.
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