
Imagine: Steph talking to Babs about Tim (or, hey, maybe Bruce).

Imagine: Steph talking to Babs about Tim (or, hey, maybe Bruce).

Imagine: Tim and Steph, when Bruce is being broodier than usual.

Imagine: Tim.
When asked how he spends his downtime…
Tim: Sometimes when I stare into the abyss, the abyss stares back.
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Will someone just please give him a hug already?
Seeing that Batcow was apparently chewing his breakfast bagel (and not grass, as he’d originally thought)…
Tim [to Damian]: Dishonor! Make a note of this: dishonor! Dishonor on you, dishonor on your cow!
Batfatherhood be like…
Bruce [to his sons]: You don’t have to like each other, but you will learn to respect each other.
When Jason met Tim…
Jason: I wanna be just like you. I figure all I need is a lobotomy and some tights.
When asked to describe him and his brothers…
Dick: … in the simplest terms and the most convenient definitions… But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain, and an acrobat, and an heir, and a criminal.
When in doubt…
Tim: I’m gonna have to science the crap out of this.
When a sleep-deprived Tim trips and rolls down the Manor stairs and spills coffee all over his Superboy t-shirt…
Tim: …
Jason: *smirks*
Jason: *tries to stifle a laugh*
Tim: What is your problem? Does seeing me fail somehow make you feel better about your sad, miserable life?
Jason: *wipes tears off eyes*
Jason: It does, 100%.