I think it'd be funny if Damian kept up his formal speech patterns for the sole purpose of appearance. Originally, he would've learned to speak that way in the League, but I feel like Jason's informality and unseriousness would rub off on him eventually.
Alfred is gone for the week and Bruce is cooking for the bats
Bruce: "Alright guys, it's a little burnt, but it still might be good."
Tim, squinting his eyes at the plate: "B, it looks radioactive.."
Damian: "Father, I will not be consuming this horrible dish. It seems itself to be inedible, and I will not be poisoned by your lack of skill in the food department."
Later
Damian, on the phone with Jason: "It looked like shit! He served us all mystery meat, Todd. Bring me some decent food right now or I'm killing myself."
Jason: "Jeez, kid, take a chill pill or something. I'm on my way."
Damian: "There is no pill chill enough for me to take, Todd! I can't keep starving myself whenever Dad is put in charge. He's going to kill us all on accident!"
I won’t be able to watch until tomorrow so i made two versions to cover my bases
ryliver reading the thirst tweets with a straight face because this is nothing compared to the things they’ve seen on ao3
Either Bobby is alive or they’re playing in our faces and it’s not funny.
GUESS WHO FOUND their Tumblr password after 2 years ...me
they locked in and had a consensual workplace relationship
After Bruce took Dick under his care, he actually stopped wasting time on any casual relationships - it seemed inconceivable when a little traumatized boy with unrestrained aggression and a desire to commit a capital murder was waiting for him at home. But after a few years, he thought, to hell with it, he deserved one night of good old fun. So he went to this gala concert in his best outfit, having previously arranged with Alfred to take Dick out for a short hike so that the mansion would be free during the night. And when he started looking for his "victim", he came across this charming reporter, all screaming Mr. Awkward with the broadest shoulders known to a man, and hands as warm as his smile, and Bruce, of course, takes him home. And everything goes great, only Dick returns earlier than Bruce expected, and enters his bedroom as usual without knocking.
Dick: hey B look i collected a whole basket of mushro— SUPERMAN??
Bruce, still half asleep, barely covering himself with a blanket: what
Dick: WHY IS THERE SUPERMAN IN YOUR BED.
Clark, without his glasses, his hair is combed back from the position of his head on the pillow: um
Bruce, already embarrassed and feeling like he'd failed as a guardian by letting Dick catch him the morning after: Dick what are you talking about, it's just some—
Bruce, turning to face Clark:
Bruce, paling:
Dick: THIS IS THE SUPERMAN YOU DICKHEAD WHAT IS HE DOING IN YOUR BED WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM—
Bruce: i... i don't know how to answer that
Dick, almost crying: DID YOU MAKE LOVE TO HIM WITHOUT TELLING ME—
Damian: Love is weakness and an evolutionary mistake.
Tim: You are literally making a Valentine’s day card for Jon.
Damian, pointing his hot glue gun towards Tim: You’re on thin fucking ice.
this is how i view them 👍
buck goes to athena sometime after the funeral, once he's finally realized his feelings. he talks to her about how he feels somewhat guilty, because he'll never really know if bobby ever approved of eddie, and tommy was really the only partner he ever had that bobby approved of. and athena laughs, before going into another room and giving him a sealed envelope dated like.. two months after eddie started working in the 118 with paperwork for filing a relationship, the only blank spaces being the signature and the date. she tells him that bobby had always wanted to slip them into their lockers the day after he found out.