Trina and Marvin are so very tragic and I feel like people don’t understand them. Fundamentally, people don’t understand Trina, and that’s detrimental to them both, because Trina is so very similar to Marvin. She’s quick to anger, she’s loud, she’s mean, she’s sweet, she’s loving the people around her the best she can even when everything in her life is hurting her.
Marvin and Trina are perfect for each other, really. They compliment each other in a toxic way, yes, but it’s no different than Whizzer and Marvin. In another world they would have been able to work out, given time to work on themselves the way Whizzvin did between acts. Yet, of course, the problem is that Marvin cannot love Trina because he is not straight.
The tragedy of Marvin and Trina is not ‘Marvin doesn’t love Trina because he’s gay’ it’s ‘Marvin loves Trina but he’s gay’. It’s ‘Marvin wants to love Trina but he can’t’. It’s ‘Marvin and Trina match each other but they can’t ever work’.
I am a gay man. I dated a woman for a very long while, in my own opinion, though not quite ‘ten year marriage with a kid’ type long. My girlfriend was in many ways perfect— perhaps in every way she was perfect. I would have married her, I think… but I couldn’t. Because as much as I loved her, I didn’t love her, due to the fact that I am gay.
This is where Trina and Marvin sit, and it’s in this space where their respective characters can be seen and analysed very deeply. Marvin would have been happy and perfect with Trina (so long as he had some actual good therapy and got over some anger issues), so it’s not the fact that he’s realising he doesn’t love her, it’s the fact that he feels broken because he should, if not her, then who?
For Trina, well, she hates Marvin and Whizzer because this is the proof that she did nearly everything right. She’s smart, she knew Marvin was cheating for quite a long while before she found him in that den. Trina must have thought that she did something wrong, that somehow she wasn’t a good wife, but the truth was of course that she did everything right. And that still wasn’t enough.
Trina hates Whizzer, and Marvin, because she is the same as them in every way. She hates Whizzer because they are quite truly the same person, and Marvin loves him over her because Whizzer is the one thing she can and will never be— a man.
In conclusion, Marvin and Trina are tragic not because they don’t love each other but because they do and it wasn’t enough.
the dandelion crayon girl makes me so happy. she has a dandelion crayon shrine. its amazing. truly a testament to the indomitable human spirit
Sometimes I love the internet, actually. Incomprehensibly huge place but also so small. Saw a video on Instagram where Crayola was announcing they’re coming out with a box with some limited edition previously retired colors, including Dandelion. This video had hundreds of comments and almost all of them where “omg where’s the dandelion crayon girl she’s going to be so happy” and it was such an unimportant thing, but it was just cute
this post would kill a pilgrim
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part 2 of batfam headcanons! and a bonus Kon ‘cause he’s literally me
thank you so much for everyone that interacted <3 i love drawing these little guys
other characters this applies to:
bruce wayne
actually basically anyone from cod
raymond holt from b99
my english teacher
alfred
paul hollywood
i hate my brain for randomly choosing characters that are my family now. simon riley from cod?? thats my dad. that would be fine if all of my friends didnt think he was hot. it feels wrong. thats my dad. stfu please and thank you let me exist
Happy anniversary, Stonewall riots! Stay revolutionary!
does anyone else chomp when their brain is too much. like if youre too excited or angry or sad or whatever you just
chomp
it's 1pm. it is the afternoon. 13. but my cat is so cozy and he is never nice to me. and i have tumblr and my drawing tablet is two feet from me. i can just live here now.
(drug dealer voice) yall ever hearda fraggle rock
scan 👍 (pre writing and also washi tape)
okay so this is funny and all but i did have this expirience and it was terrible and really fucking funny i had a dream/nightmare where my crush was dating someone else and i woke up really concerned that i was homophobic and terrible. oh sweet summer child
Clark, visibly distressed: Diana, I think I’m homophobic.
Diana, who can tell Clark likes Bruce: I think you’ll have to give me some context for this… conclusion you’ve gotten to, Clark.
Clark: At the party last night, seeing Bruce kiss some… guy… even if was just to get information… I felt sick to my stomach, Diana!
Diana, tired of how long it’s taking her friends to confess to each other: Clark… try having a talk with Bruce about what you’re feeling.
Clark: I can’t! Not when I’m still like this. I just got him to agree to bringing his family over to the farm a few days ago, and we were planning to go this weekend. I don’t want him to get mad at me :(
Diana:
if it werent so expensive i would just eat like a bear all the time. blackberries and salmon. 24/7. fuck yeah.
he/him, artist, writer, heavily hyperfixated on dc (specifically the robins rn), traumatized and has the attention span and general inflection of a small insect thats been stepped on. enjoy
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