Dick Grayson has more identities than there are colors in the rainbow.
There’s Dickie Grayson - school favorite, basketball star, and mathlete. Best friend of the Titans and beloved love of many. Also a wonderful brother, devoted son, and dear grandson.
There’s Richie Grayson - darling of high society. Women swoon over him, men appreciate him (ie Roy’s “pretty bird”), and as a gothamite aptly put it, “who wouldn’t recognize Gotham’s very own Paris Hilton”.
There’s Ric Grayson - cold, night thrill seeking civilian with more trust issues than money in a trust fund.
There’s Nightwing - according to Supes, “your words are worth their weight in gold”. According to Bruce, “sometimes I feel he’s the only thing I did right”. According to Hawkman, “the one person the entire superhero community trusts after Superman”. And so much more. Strong enough to defeat Ra’s Al Ghul in a sword fight and be given the name “Detective”. Beloved hero and the pride and joy of the superhero community
There’s Agent 37 - An international, multilingual super spy who broke his partner’s hardened interior while rigorously maintaining his morals in the face of adversity. So handsome that while a psychotic murderer was chasing him and his partner, he reached up, switched off the spiral, and was so beautiful that the stunned woman went, “woof”, lost control of her bike and crashed.
There’s Renegade - Deathstroke’s apprentice who was carefully trained by him until he tricked the man and freed himself. Taught Deathstroke’s daughter Rose to be a hero and was punished by his nemesis through the Chemo bombing of Bludhaven. Yet Deathstroke still hugs him and says “Niceto see you again, kid. You look well” and leaves messages on his fogged bathroom mirror, “message received”, and waits in Dick’s bedroom while he’s dressing to let him know why he’s in the city.
There’s Crutches - mob enforcer for Black Mask and took down his crime syndicate from the inside out.
There’s Talon - His grandfather’s legacy of being an undead assassin for the court. The Gray Son of Gotham.
Finally there’s Robin - the 8-18yr old who went on joy rides with Superman, said “Holy ___ Batman!”, the one who was astounded when He asked if he would join the Justice league and Batman said, “no, you’ll be leading them”. The one who was driving batmobiles at 8 and singing songs to comfort victims that still remember him and his warmth 20 years later. The acrobatic prodigy that left the country in wonder. The first sidekick and role model for many young heroes that came after him.
He has many more identities I couldn’t name but - imagine if Dick could change these personalities in a heartbeat. One second he’s peppy and overjoyed Robin and the next he’s flippant and dismissive Ric Grayson. Oh the possibilities
I don’t remember where this quote’s from but: the man has a temper that could start wars. And a smile that could end them.
So I’m leaving work and something darts in front of me, maybe 10ft away, too fast for me to see what it is. Peek around the tree blocking my path and I see this
Just like… a whole ass hawk. Dude’s gotta be about 1.5ft tall. Massive fucking bird. And it’s just staring me straight in my soul like this, even as I try to move ahead. It didn’t budge. And there’s only this path back to my car unless I want to walk on a busy highway. So I have the option of Death By Raptor or Death By Truck.
So I walk in the poison ivy filled patch off the sidewalk. Guy still isn’t moving. Still staring me directly in the eyes. And I do this thing when animals are behaving strangely where I’ll talk to them, so I’m just like, “Hey, man. I don’t know you. You don’t know me. This feels really threatening. I’m just trying to get to my car, dude. Can I get some space please? You’re a big fucking bird. I see those claws. You could kill me right now, but I’d appreciate if you didn’t, ok?”
It didn’t move until I was about 2ft away. Again: I’m as far from it as I can be without walking into the street. It clearly wasn’t going to budge. I walk past, thing flies up (silent, btw. Scary) and lands on a brick wall a little further ahead
Anyway. Weird guy. Nearly shit my pants when I noticed a bird big enough to carry off a fully grown cat was just… there, staring me in the face, unwilling to move away from me, a human, something it should see as a threat. I watched behind me the whole rest of the way to my car, just in case this bird decided to help me shed this mortal coil. 10/10 experience. Super cool guy.
This is so funny because that’s a freshly-fledged juvenile red tailed hawk.
It didn’t leave simply because it didn’t really know the giant gorilla thing walking towards it was a threat. You were menaced by what amounts to a teenager who just passed their driving test just chilling under a tree.
This thing weighs all of 1 pound and barely knows it’s a bird.
the bird got a nat20 on intimidation from a die it knocked off the desk
Flirting with your wife on public social media may be a bad idea, mostly because everyone will misinterpret your inside jokes and sense of humour.
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This is canon do not try to change my mind <3
They would both think Elon changing Twitter to X would be something Lex Luthor would do
Luthor: Twitter is now called leX
Superman: YOU NEED TO BE STOPPED
Lex Luthor rebranding Twitter to leX would be a triumph of ego over business sense, but it would at least be understandable. You can imagine Lex looking at a post’s releX count and going “That’s right! Say my name, bitches!”
every time this post comes around, my favorite part is the “I know it’s the Mets” qualifier at the beginning lmao like how baseball that this zillion note posts starts with “sorry for putting this hellteam on your dash, bUT”
Y’all have no idea how hard I was trying not to laugh in class at that poor bird
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