#wayne family adventures

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Inspired by this week's WFA:

Bruce, emailing: Dear Clark, I need you to report to Wayne Manor at your earliest convenience. Signed, Bruce Wayne.

Clark, emailing back: Dear Bruce, I will be there within the next hour. Signed, Clark Kent.

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Dick, texting: Meet me and Babs in 30.

Kara, texting back: K.

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Jason, shouting out the window: YO BIZ!

Bizarro, five minutes later: Not here!

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Damian, at a normal volume: Kent.

Jon: *zooms across the country in three seconds*

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Tim:

Kon: *breaks the sound barrier*

[gothamite-rambler]

Red Hood: You have to give—

Batman (over comms, cutting in): What?

Red Hood: I need—

Batman (ignoring his son): WHAT?!

Red Hood: Don’t do this to me! That’s my thing to do to you!

Batman (raising his voice, authoritative): I have to go now. Bye!

Batman abruptly disconnected his communication device, leaving everyone on patrol that night in stunned silence.

Red Hood (furious): HE… HUNG UP ON ME?!

Orphan (patrolling alongside Red Hood): Huh… it’s rare to see him do that to you.

From a distance, Spoiler could be heard laughing, deliberately pressing the button on her earpiece to amplify the sound. Red Hood trembled with rage before unleashing a frustrated scream.

Oracle (enjoying the drama, munching on popcorn): This is a good night so far.

Orphan: What was it that you needed from him? It wasn’t to kill the guy we’re dealing with, was it? Because if it is, I will kick the gun out of your hand.

Red Hood: We got into an argument about his hypocrisy, and now he won’t let me borrow any money until I apologize. Which I refuse to do! I need to buy ear drops for my cat and they aren't cheap!

Orphan (sympathetically): Oh… I’ll give you the money. You don’t have to pay me back, especially if you tell me what the hypocrisy conversation was about.

Red Hood (seriously): His taste in women.

Orphan (curiously): Makes sense. What do you think of that, Robin?

Orphan glanced over at Robin (Damian), who was engrossed in a book for class.

Robin (barely looking up): Hm… he’s not wrong.

[san-fics]

Bruce: Jason, what kind of case report did you send me?!

Jason [defensively]: Well, I’m not a humanities major, so that I could write reports that sound nice!

Jason: Is it my fault that I can't formulate them without swearing...

[marveldcfan105]

I would recommend Helena Wayne over Damian.

[shyjusticewarrior]

Say what you will about WFA Duke, but him using Tim and Jason arguing as a picture background is iconic.

[ariel-seagull-wings]

@thealmightyemprex @themousefromfantasyland

I was thinking about this joke but didn't expect them to make him say it for real

(wayne family adventures s3 ep.137)

[donnieisaprettyboy]

I (someone who knows nothing about DC) am reading Wayne Family Adventures with my husband (knows a LOT about DC) and everytime I ask a clarifying question about something in the story I swear I end up just like this

[insonniacaotica]

Barbara: You're so positive, confident, and enthusiastic.

Dick: Thank you, that's so sweet-

Barbara: You're going to get yourself killed. And I'm going to have to say this at your funeral: "He was positive, confident, and enthusiastic. And an idiot."

Dick:

Dick: Okay, that was a cheap shot.

[myblognameisadam]

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[wellensittich01]

Dick 9 times out of 10 failing to hide a severe injury from the rest of the batfam because without fail when he’s tired or drugged or generally not firing on all cylinders his native accent comes out as thick as the day he met Bruce.

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Bruce: Dick come down for a check up I saw you take that hit for Tim.

Dick, halfway towards the cave exit and still going, in the quietest voice possible: im fine

Bruce: Say squirrel and you can leave.

Dick:

Bruce:

Jason:

Tim:

Damien:

Dick: …skweeerrehl.

Jason: Get him boys.

[yesterday-meets-tomorrow]

I love them, your honor

[gothamite-rambler]

Barbara rolled into her apartment, the night settling in and fatigue weighing heavily on her. After a long day at work, she expected a quiet evening, but as she stepped inside, her ears caught the unmistakable sounds of pleasurable moans and squeaks coming from the living room.

Intrigued yet bewildered, she paused at the doorway, trying to make sense of the chaos in her usually peaceful space. Flipping the light switch, she let out a scream upon spotting an orange leg arched over her couch.

Barbara (covering her eyes, horrified): Oh my God, my eyes!

Dick spun around, mortified, hastily covering his exposed area with the couch pillow. Kori hid her face behind his back, blushing a deep shade of orange.

Dick (panicked): You said you were spending the night at a friend's house!

Barbara (peeking through her fingers): I had to grab something! Get another pillow to cover yourself, preferably not the one my grandma sewed!

Dick: You-

Barbara (keeping her eyes covered): PILLOW CHANGE!

Dick grabbed a black and white stripped pillow and covered his crotch area with it while Kori kept her body hidden with a shawl that was on the couch.

Barbara (uncovering her eyes, aggravated): That's nice, use the shawl I purchased last week to cover your body. On the bright side, Kori you look fantastic.

Kori: Oh... thank you.

Dick (leaning to the right to cover his girlfriend's body, shouting): You could've called!

Barbara: YOU'RE NOT THE VICTIM HERE! Stop screwing people on my couch!

Kori: Who was the other person?

Dick: Her co-worker. She's nice, not as great as you though.

Kori smile with a giggle. Barbara wasn't in the mood for this continuing flirtation, her jaw clenched to prevent herself from not screaming.

Barbara: Don’t mention April! Go to my guest room instead! Why can’t you do this in my guest room?

Kori and Dick (nonchalant): Urges.

Barbara angrily pointed toward the guest room. Dick nodded, picking up an eager Kori and hurriedly retreating behind the closed door.

Sighing and rubbing her forehead, Barbara’s headache only intensified as the sounds returned.

Barbara: "Let me stay at your place while my house is getting fumigated. Nothing will happen to your new couch!" How about just not sitting on my couch when you're ready to fuck!

[san-fics]

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Dick: Today I saw the antipode of the stork delivering babies

Dick: A crow carrying a condom in its beak…

[lostpimplepatch]

I was rewatching Young Justice and the fact that all versions of Robin are the only one forced to keep their secret identity even with their teammates and friends is usually written off as Batman being paranoid. I think it's more than that, that it's his way of giving the kids an 'out'. If they ever decide they don't want to fight crime anyone they have a safe identity to return to, no obligations.

They are children first, soldiers second. Bruce knows better than anyone the loneliness his job brings and of course he would want better for anyone, especially his kids.

[nerokchi]

Robins

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