PREACH!
I love the platonic relationships between Dick and the other members of the batfam. Dick loves so thoughroghly and I love when its portrayed as swallowing him whole, his love drowns him.
His dynamic with Bruce, the anger, the trust and the love.
His dynamic with Jason, the guilt, the relief and the love he has for him
His dynamic with Tim, the pride, the trust and love.
His dynamic with Damian is by far one of my favourites as it has the guilt of 'replacing' Bruce as the father figure while he was stuck in the time stream, it has the unbridled pride in who Damian has turned into, it has the implicit trust that comes from working together as Batman and Robin. (I am ill for these two I love them so much)
His dynamic with Steph and the development of it when Bruce is in the timestream is also really precious to me, because that's his Batgirl.
The most common denominator is the love that he holds for them all, that is his family. He will be damned if he loses them again and he loves with his whole being.
I dont know enough about his relationship with Cass or Duke to properly talk about it yet :(
(I love Dick Grayson sosososo much)
it pains me whenever people seem to think all love is romantic love, or that romantic love automatically means the love for each other is greater. Platonic love that is so great- overwhelming until it fills every corner and crevice of your heart- makes me sick. whenever fic authors potray the insane amount of love that Dick holds for Damian- more so than he holds for the others- drives me crazy. The fact that Dick would do anything, kill and hurt and die and come back, just for Damian screws with me so badly simply because i know some will take them as romantic. But in reality, Dick literally just loves Damian so much. like thats his baby and you take it romantically :( they just make me so sad and miserable but they can cure me all at once
"it's all in the eyes i was once told"
catching the stare of someone across a crowded room
subtle furrowing of eyebrows beyond a blank facade
coldness easing into warmth
a fond mothering gaze
corner of the lip nudged upward
forced glower/glare as they break underneath
batting their lashes, playful
a boisterous laugh
intrigue piercing the stoic
proud smugness at the other's success
lingering glances
a childish joy bursting through
pupils dilate
eyelids shut in a look of peace, calm and trust
"there was once a time when they were mine"
terseness
features fold into a scowl
an urgent flinching back
coldness returns (as though the warmth had never come)
lips part then purse
invasion of shock
slow stare at the floor
the ripple effect of a swallow
frustrated breath/sigh
bitter laugh in reminiscence
dread tearing through the seams of their composure
"darkness"
mean smirk- teeth bared grimace- scowl
dismissive gaze
gaze of contempt/impatience
threat lowering the voice
sardonic goading grins verging on manic
rolling one's eyes
flicker of irritation in the eyes
stares stubbornly ahead despite distraction
gritted teeth, clenched jaw
fierce biting remarks
even measured complexions betraying no thought
strangling oneself back from violence
utter apathy
murderous silence hanging in the stare
snobbish laughter
smiling at another's downfall
I fucking hate that the general response to RFK Jr's eugenist take on autistic people is "autistic people do pay taxes, autistic people do work, autistic people do date!"
Some autistic people don't and that shouldn't make them less worthy of life. Some autistic people do need constant help and support and that shouldn't make them less worthy of life.
Once again we're falling in the right wing trap of :
They make a hateful, fascist statement
Instead of focusing on the fact that it is hateful and fascist we try to show them that they are factually wrong
We throw our own allies and the most vulnerable of us under the bus in the process
We legitimise an only slightly less hateful, fascist view as we go
They have completed their goal of making us accept the still hateful, fascist second version, hurrah. What a victory.
Right now what we're getting to with that is that autistic people who can work and pay taxes are okay, and the others aren't. Fuck this shit.
Same thing happens with the people who are being deported ("they have a visa!", "they didn't even have a criminal record!" -> even if they didn't have a visa, even if they did have a criminal record, deporting them and detaining them in what's essentially a concentration camp wouldn't be okay, you absolute tools of fascism.)
This is for all you awkward socializers out there. The ones who crave connection, want to interact, but are so damn confused by it, or so intimidated by it, you never reach out first.
Or, if you do, you feel like the other person's just humoring you. Just giving the polite answers until you leave them alone. You read each interaction with that bored/slightly annoyed tone. That "I don't wanna be rude, but gawd, just leave me alone already so I can talk with the people I want to talk to" tone.
You know the one.
And then you curse your awkwardness, you withdraw and stop interacting. And when no one else reaches out to you (maybe because they too feel that awkward intimidation, but that doesn't occur to you, they're so outgoing! they're so confident! they're so cool!) you convince yourself that maybe you just weren't meant to have friends. No one seems to notice you're quieter than usual. Maybe you should just stop trying.
Maybe they think you're the rude one. You never meant to be rude, you're just so damn bad at doing this friend thing. How much interaction is too much? Are you smothering or aloof? Where's the line? Are you coming off funny and engaging, or loud and annoying? OMG you don't want to be that person that others hate even thinking about!
And on and on your thoughts swirl, micro-analyzing everything, and making you feel like every single interaction you've ever had was one-sided, that everyone you've ever spoken to forgot you the moment the conversation ended. That you are so forgettable that no one would notice if you just . . . stopped. Just disappeared. No one would notice. No one would care.
I see you, fellow socially awkward friends.
There is so much bad in the world. So many horrible things on grand and smaller scales on people's lives. It's hard to keep things in perspective. Everyone has their own trials, their own hardships that others may know nothing about. I try to keep that in mind. But I sometimes fall into my own head, letting the negative thoughts drag me under for a while.
So here's a hug for everyone who has those moments. Those fears. Those frustrations and feelings of sadness and loneliness. You are (ironically) not alone. 💖💕
I think I indeed fell down the Maxley hole goddamn it
(This is all a joke)
I love the Dick is pushing thirty and all the Batkids tease him about it and he’s dramatic. But what’s infinitely funnier is in the Robin story (the one illustrated by piccolo) Dick looks young enough to go undercover as a student in highschool.
Which means that Dick with a little bit of effort can pass for 17-19
Which means Jason ‘drawn like a 40 year old whose doing 20 to life in prison built like a brick shithouse’ Todd
Definitely looks older at 23 than Dick does at 27
And so the boys get their licks in and Dick does his howls moving castle let me lie on a bed dramatically like an 18th century women fainting
Calls Kori like ‘babe be honest am I too old for you, do I need Botox? HAVE YOU SEEN A GRAY HAIR PLEASE’ on speaker in front of the Batkids because honestly it’s a funny joke.
And then they go to a bar
And Dick gets ID checked
At 27
He’s been a hero for 19 years
He just got fucking ID checked at the bar
And then when they get into the bar
Jason gets called sir
And he gets called Dude
Because he looks barley legal apparently
And that’s even fucking worse
How is it everyone can laugh at him for being old and HE DOESNT EVEN GET OLD MAN PERKS.
HE HAS OLD MAN BONES, THEY SOUND LIKE HE NEEDS WD-40 (what do you mean that because of the 23 years of intense acrobatics and the 19 years of punching People, and carpel tunnel inducing precision shut up)
And Jason finds it even funnier until dick desperately asks how old the barkeep thinks he is and the dude goes like “idk 21? Barely”
And Jay laughs until the dude went “yeah I mean you look like a kid whose uncle is taking him here for his first drink”
And Jason cuts the laugh mid HA and goes “excuse me?”
Anyway now Dick if finding it funny again
It stops being funny all together when he’s the only one to get ID’d on Tims 21st birthday
Because Tim is 4’0 (it’s only a 3 INCH HEIGHT DIFFERENCE dICK)
And has baby fat on his cheeks at 21 and he can still pitch his voice into an androgynous or fem voice.
(Tim paid the bar keep to do this, he’s stirring shit)
whoever invented beds was a fucking genius im just all cozied up in here like u don't even know how cozy i am