Trying to get your adoptive father’s attention be like…
Red Hood [to Nightwing]: How about this? I throw a corpse dressed like me off the roof…
Then you might as well just throw yourself off the roof, Jay. Get it?
Trying to get your adoptive father’s attention be like…
Red Hood [to Nightwing]: How about this? I throw a corpse dressed like me off the roof…
Then you might as well just throw yourself off the roof, Jay. Get it?
Hitching a ride with Batman to a mission be like…
Red Hood: I’m upset. My bladder’s full. There’s no telling what I might do right now… all over the inside of your precious little Batmobile.
When asked about his Robin training regime…
Batman: I leave him all the tools he needs. It’s “do or die”. If he chooses correctly, he’ll conquer the hornets.
Superman: And if he doesn’t?
Batman: He’ll die.
Superman: I… beg your pardon?
Batman: When did the phrase “do or die” become so corrupted, Clark?
If you ever wondered why Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian were so impossibly skilled. (May have been a cakewalk for Damian, though.)
“Batman v Superman”…
Batman: I’m going to own your farm by the time this is over.
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Your heat vision’s nothing to his billions of dollars, Clark.
“Batman v Superman”…
Batman: I’m going to own your farm by the time this is over.
Your heat vision’s nothing to his billions of dollars, Clark.
Phoebe = Superman.
Joey, Chandler, Ross = Aquaman, Green Lantern, The Flash.
And, of course, “Monica” = Batman.
Superman. Always the noble one.
Bruce: Why do I need to explain everything, Jason?
Jason: Because we’re usually not on the same page.
Reblog if your icon
would fight 10 men at once
Even a chibi Batman would, I think.
Raising the Robins…
Bruce: I tried to keep him in the dark. I should have realized that he can do just as much damage in the dark.
Trying to eavesdrop on Bruce and Alfred be like…
Dick and Jason: *peering through a vent in the Manor*
Dick: They’ve been in there a while.
Jason: Yep.
Dick: Can’t be good.
Jason: Nope.
Dick: Think they’re talking about me?
Jason: No, I think they’re talking about me.
Dick: Yeah. That makes way more sense.