incorrect-batfamily-quotes:

Discussing the tumultuous “situation” with Red Hood…

Superman: Why are you desperately trying to put your family together when a part of it is so clearly broken?

Batman: The definition of the word “broken” suggests that something can be fixed.

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Also, they’re all kinda broken.

The Robins as…

a-wayne-at-heart-too:

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DICK:

  • Psychology / Sports Science / Criminology
  • Blink and you’ll miss a slot for his classes.
  • He usually does a mind-blowing stunt (such as introducing himself while hanging upside down from the ceiling) on the first day of classes just to break the ice.
  • But, really, his friendly grin and warm tone are enough to get his students’ attention.
  • He has no idea how distracting his clear, nonprescription glasses and habit of running his hand through his thick, dark hair while lecturing are.
  • He’s well-loved for always giving positive feedback and constructive criticism. (Who’re we kidding? It’s those darned dad jokes.)
  • He has at least one student whose life was changed when he approached them after class, asked them if they were okay (and tried to make them smile), and offered his calling card just in case “you need someone to talk to about whatever it is you’re going through. Any time. Don’t even hesitate. Trust me, I’m no stranger to heartache.”  

JASON:

  • English / Youth Work / Mechanical Engineering
  • He’s known around campus as the professor who’s “shrouded in mystery”.
  • The rumors about him on underground university message boards (of course he has access) amuse him because, well, not all of them are untrue. (“I swear, I’ve seen him drink a glowing, green liquid!” “Oh, yeah? But did you see that scar on his chest? It looked like he was stitched up or something!”) 
  • He says “Hello” to inanimate objects every time he enters the classroom, puzzling everybody (including said objects, really).
  • He sports an undercut with a man-bun, and always wears a red, hooded sweater which always looks like it’s about to burst because of how shredded he is.
  • He often gets mistaken for a “frat boy”, but real ones have learned (the hard way) to steer clear of him.
  • He’ll accidentally utter curse words in a variety of languages during his lectures, then be like, “You’re not telling on me, are you?”, making his students howl with laughter.
  • During his breaks, he prefers to sit under a tree and read medieval literature, while chomping down a Batburger or one of Alfred’s homemade sandwiches. 
  • One in a while, he’ll approach (and unintentionally scare half-to-death) a lonesome freshman, who realizes that he’s just trying to keep them company or protect them from cocky seniors.

TIM:

  • Business and Management Studies / Forensic Science / Computer Science
  • He designed a state-of-the-art cyber platform for holding online classes that’s so advanced that his students don’t even realize that they’ve been talking to an AI while he’s been busy solving actual crimes.
  • They do, however, notice how droopy his eyes get in the middle of his lectures and start leaving a cup of coffee on his desk on those days that he does show up.
  • He’s usually dressed in a double-breasted suit, but still manages to look disheveled for some reason.
  • Since he’s not a big a fan of giving homework or exams, he just comes up with the “dopest” class projects with real-life applications.
  • His students are so grateful that he stood up for them and convinced the Department to regularly hold conferences where they could showcase their handiwork (and it’s already helped a few of them bag scholarships from renowned institutions).

DAMIAN:

  • Middle Eastern & African Studies / Art & Design / Veterinary Medicine
  • His air of condescension often gets him in trouble with the Dean and his colleagues. (“You do realize my father owns this university, don’t you?”)
  • It doesn’t help that he arrives in a chauffeured limousine every day.
  • He wears a modernized thobe with an “R” emblazoned on its breast pocket.
  • As cute as the creature lounging on his desk during his lectures is, no one else is allowed to pet it but him. (“And get this, his cat’s name is… *snickers* Alfred.” “No way, dude!” “Waaay, dude.”)
  • Don’t be intimidated by his raised eyebrow when you raise your hand. Because as unsure as you are with what you’re about answer, he secretly admires the confidence and will mentally give you points for trying. 
  • Unlike Timothy, he’s definitely a believer of homework and exams (and studying on weekends).
  • He’s demanding, for sure. And he knows his students despise him for it. But he’d rather push them to excel in even the smallest of tasks. 
  • Eventually, they appreciate what he’s been trying to teach them all along: the value of working hard, doing one’s best, and not “resting on your laurels, you fools!”.
  • Every year the scholarship fund for minority students in need of financial assistance receives a hefty contribution from an anonymous donor on his birthday.

The thing is, these boys have received such topnotch training growing up with Bruce Wayne for most of their lives that they can be professors in multiple fields 

Here ya go, @fleetof-fandoms.

Reblogging this here to promote my third page, on which I plan to post most of my original content. Accepting asks, but can’t promise I’ll get to answer all of them.

Thank you so, so, so much for supporting my other babies: a-wayne-at-heart (my eldest, which might need some “spring cleaning”) and incorrect-batfamily-quotes (this one, which will still endeavor to entertain with, you guessed it, incorrect batfamily quotes). 🙂

The question is, would any of the Batkids prank Bruce on April 1st?

incorrect-batfamily-quotes:

Bruce: *walks around the Manor to check on his kids*

Dick: *on his bed, cutting his toenails and admiring how shiny they are*

Jason: *in the library, arranging the books by author*

Tim: *by the pool, playing online D&D with his Young Justice teammates*

Damian: *in the backyard, doing drills with Titus*

Cass: *in the dance studio, practicing some ballet moves*

Steph: *in the kitchen, making a mess with the waffle maker*

Bruce: What are you doing he– Hn. Never mind.

Duke: *in the tennis court, playing with Luke*

Barbara: *in the Batcave, typing on her laptop*

Bruce: *whispers to her* You would tell me, wouldn’t you?

Barbara: *stops typing and raises an eyebrow at him* 

Bruce: Hn. Forget I said anything.

Alfred: *in the front parlor, knitting a Batman onesie*

Bruce: Alf– 

Alfred: *lifts a finger* IF you ask me one more time, Master Bruce, you will have no more cookies for the rest of this year. I don’t care if you cry blood murder. 

Bruce: Hn. *muttering under his breath* At least I know where your loyalty lies.

Alfred: *puts down the onesie* What was that?

Bruce: Nothing. *speed-walks away* 

Bruce: *heads to a secret room*

Bruce: *clears his throat* Brother Eye. Nothing?

Brother Eye: Good morning, Batman. Last scan was 3 minutes, 42 seconds and 5 milliseconds ago. Scanning all surveillance cameras in the Manor and in places frequented  by your children and activating advanced facial recognition now. 0 results. Scanning all forms of digital communication to and from your children’s communication devices now. 0 results. Scanning all travel –

Bruce: Stop. Hn. 

Bruce: *dials a number on his phone*

Clark [on the other end of the line, in Smallville]: *milking a cow* Yeeeello?

Bruce: I’m your best friend, right… ?

Clark: *starting to sweat* Why are you e-even a-asking me that, Bruce?

Meanwhile…

The Batkids: *communicating within the Manor by sign language and passing handwritten notes to each other, evading the surveillance cameras using their training from Batman*  

Dick: Hurry up, guys. Only a matter of time before Superman breaks.

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Let’s just say that Bruce gets a liiiiiiiiiiitle bit more paranoid around this time of year. For good reason.

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Alfred: *sighs and gestures to a pile of onesies by his rocking chair*

Alfred: *holds up a cat-shaped one, then a turkey-shaped one, then a cow-shaped one*

Alfred: And of course… *spreads a gigantic, beast-shaped one across the carpeted floor*

Alfred: The youngest Wayne insists that they be ready before winter, @rubysoleilsworld​ .

Do you think the bat kids have gotten used to Damian’s blatant displays of affection for his father and demonic spawn violence against everyone else? (I.e. I imagine Damian would have no qualms calling Bruce ‘daddy’ and hanging onto him when he wants something)

Red Hood: Did it work?

Robin: *scoffs* Must you ask me that, Todd? *holds up the keycard to the Batmobile*

Red Robin: Ha! *holds out his hand* Pay up, Jay! I knew it. I knew it.

Red Hood: I’m honestly impressed. *slaps $100 on Tim’s hand* 

Robin: *adjusts his collar* Blood son, remember? 

Red Hood: *opening his wallet and letting its contents drop on the table* Now, let’s say I pay you… two hundred… fifty-six dollars and… sixty cents, would that make you nicer to us?

Red Robin: *turns on his mobile banking app* Hold on, hold on, plenty more where that came from.

Nightwing: *enters the room* 

Robin: *runs to Dick and hugs him tightly*

Nightwing: *surprised* Heeeey, Li’l D… You okay?

Red Hood: Nice.

Red Robin: We haven’t even paid  you yet.

Robin: *burying his face in Dick’s tummy, muffling his voice* You don’t have to pay me for this.

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Meanwhile, in the Batcave…

Batman: *replaying surveillance footage of Damian whimpering and hugging him tightly seconds  before he hands over the keycard for the nth time*

Batman: *narrows his eyes* Hrnnn.

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@tenaciouspeacesandwich Uhhhh… Yes and no?