#family patrol nights

I recently posted about a new tag that I’d be using

(#mornings at the manor), which is meant for posts about the Batfamily’s domestic AM shenanigans. Then, I realized that if they had moments of adorable “normalcy” in the mornings, why wouldn’t they have them at night (when they’re usually out on patrol) as well? Hence, the tag above. 

I think I’ve already posted this headcanon on my other Tumblr account (a-wayne-at-heart), but in my mind, the Batkids (especially the Robins) try to find ways to amuse themselves while they’re patrolling together – much to their Batdad’s chagrin (but, really, he’s secretly amused and relieved that his children are getting along). 

When there’s downtime (stakeouts can be boring). When they’re getting on each other’s nerves. When they end up in ridiculous situations. When they’re trying not to dwell on the pressure of constantly being in life-and-death situations (or their own personal troubles). 

Humor can be a pretty effective coping mechanism for vigilantes, too.

So, this tag is for those posts which involve at least the four main Robins (Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian), with or without Batman and/or other family members, friends, colleagues, et al. 

(Maybe I’ll backtrack and tag much older posts. There’s just so many and I don’t have the patience for it right now. Haha.)

Nightwing: “B-Team” roll call. Hood?

Red Hood: *cocks guns* Here and handsome!

Nightwing: Little D?

Robin: *brandishes katana* Here and crazy!

Nightwing: Red?

Red Robin: *twirls Bo staff* I pity the fool! But also suggest ways he may better himself.

Batman: *facepalms* Hrrrn.


And that it why “Family Movie Nights” now come after “Family Patrol Nights”.

#mornings at the manor

So, I’ve decided to add a new tag to some of my posts (see title above). I’ve been using it as a header quite a bit and figured I might as well make it into a tag.

In my mind, the Batfamily’s just as domestic as any of us in the AM (except for the fact that they’ve probably just gotten home a few hours before breakfast, bruised and bleeding, perhaps high on painkillers, after having taken down a vast criminal empire or threat from another planet or something).

So, yeah. “Mornings at the Manor”. My dream sitcom.

When your legally dead brother’s “low-key” bitter that he wasn’t included in the latest Wayne Family painting…

Tim: Did you just paste your picture over our family portrait?

Jason: Yeah, I think it looks better.

Tim: You pasted it over my face.

Jason: Yeah, I think it looks better.

(Winter) Mornings at the Manor…

Damian: *takes a sip and grimaces*

Damian: What did you make this hot chocolate with? Crap?

Tim: *sighs* If you want me to make you another one, just say so.

Damian: I just thought you would make it with milk, Drake. Instead of crap.


Damian, here on Earth we say “Thank you”.

Red Hood: … And that’s my plan. So, what do you think, Timbo?

Red Robin: But… you didn’t tell me anything. You just sat down and said, “And that’s my plan”.


Because Jason is a brilliant strategist and a master of “winging it”.

When your bedroom’s undergoing major repairs after a sparring session with your super best friend goes awry…

Damian [to Bruce]: There is no way that I’m sleeping in Drake’s room for the weekend, Father! It smells like old milk in there!

Tim: Hey, if I could find it, I’d clean it up!