Red Robin: *snoring loudly with half of his body sticking out of the Redbird and saliva running down his jaw*
Nightwing: How many sleeping pills did you give Tim?
Red Hood: I don’t know. Seven? Twelve?
Tag: hug monster
Tim: *wearing a Superboy t-shirt and standing majestically with his chest heaving after sprinting for dramatic effect*
Dick: *cups his hands into a voice amplifier* It’s a bird! It’s a plane!
Jason: *walks past them to grab a can of beer from the fridge* It’s super out of breath.
Tim: Happy Halloween to you, too.
Damian: Father is becoming a little controlling. -Tt-
Dick: What tipped you off? When he locked you out on the Manor grounds again?
Damian: That was half my fault. I thought I saw a kitten out there.
Dick [to Bruce]: You baited the garden???
Bruce: Prove it.
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Imagine: Dick Grayson, during training sessions that get too personal at the Titans Tower.
Dick: Enjoying Damian’s cruelty-free vegan seafood buffet?
Wally: It’s pretty good once you get over how allergic I am to soy.
Dick: What?! Oh my gosh! Don’t eat that! *tries to grab the food*
Wally: *pushes back* Hey! I’m a consenting adult!
Following up on a lead in the Gotham City sewers…
Robin: It’s not so bad.
Red Hood: A rat touched my foot, brat!
Robin: *petting said rodent* Not in a hostile way.
Nightwing/Officer Grayson: What if I don’t want to follow your rules, Bruce? What if I just want to follow the normal ones?
~ • ~ • ~ • ~ • ~
Well… You can take a Batkid out of the Batcave, but it just doesn’t work the other way around.
#titans (2018) #incorrect spoiler
Dick: Kory, I’m Batman’s son.
Kory: That doesn’t mean you’ve got to go out there and put yourself in danger.
Dick: Yeah, it kind of does.
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An alternative scenario in which Dick actually tells Kory that he’s on his way to Deathstroke.
Wally: *instantly regretful of his word-vomit* I gotta bribe you to keep you quiet?
Dick: I don’t call it a bribe. I call it cereal.
