When you reunite with your best friend after the DC writers keep you apart…
Red Hood: No chick flick moments.
Arsenal: You love chick flicks.
Red Hood: Yeah, you’re right. *opens his arms for a hug* Come here.
Tag: source: supernatural
Mornings at the Manor…
Dick: *seeing bullet holes on a turkey sandwich* … Why?
Jason: Can you be more specific? I kind of get that question a lot, about pretty much anything.
Family Patrol Night…
Robin: *takes his vibrating phone out of his pocket*
Robin: *frowns and puts it back* -Tt-
Red Robin:
Nightwing:
Robin: *takes his vibrating phone out of his pocket again*
Robin: Grrrr. *puts it on Silent Mode*
Nightwing: … ?
Red Robin: *gestures to Red Hood* He just learned how to “poke” on Facebook.
When you’re bored out of your mind from having been watching a criminal mastermind sleep in his apartment for the last 8 hours.
When you hang out at your little brother’s team headquarters to freeload but you just can’t catch a break…
Red Hood: *wiping sticky, white fluid off his hair* Oh, are you kidding me? Dick move, pigeon!
Beast Boy: *flying away* Screw you, asswipe!
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In which Jason learns that green-colored birds are not always who they seem.
In which this reminds me of recent “Titans” GIFs of Jason and Gar.
Red Hood and Arsenal: *walking*
Arsenal: *pauses*
Arsenal: Does that sound like somebody saying “No”, “Wait”, “Stop” to you?
Red Hood: *listens*
Red Hood: Yeah.
Arsenal: *continues walking* Oh, well.
When you find out that one of the most dangerous criminal masterminds in the world has set up headquarters in Gotham City…
Red Robin: What should we do?
Nightwing: Stay away.
Red Hood:
Red Robin:
Robin:
Nightwing: … Or, if we’re stupid, we go there and set up surveillance.
Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin and Robin: *immediately jump out of their seats and start grabbing their gear*
Me: *yells as they race out of the Batcave in their respective vehicles* Take care, boys! I’ll try to calm your father down when he gets back from the Watchtower!
Superman: *grabs a pair of swimming shorts from a duffel bag*
Superman: *starts removing his suit*
Superman: *pauses*
Batman: Hn.
Superman: *sighs*
Superman: We’re only on our third “the world is screwed” issue in, what, three years?
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Yeah, Bruce. Live a little. Also, start packing. You need to teleport back to earth – preferably to the Caribbean – before sundown.
When The Flash messes with the timeline yet again…
Future Jason: Okay. If you’re me… then tell me something only I would know.
Jason: Dick Grayson. We were, uh… 15. He made us try on his Nightwing suit from the 80′s. It was gold and blue. And satiny. And you know what? We kind of liked it.
Future Jason: Touché.
Jon: *observing Bruce, who’s talking to Dick* Is that your dad?
Damian: Both of them, yes.
Batman: *glaring*
Booster Gold: *whispering from the corner of his mouth* I’ll stop talking.
Blue Beetle: *whispering back* Probably a good plan.