Source: Psych - Tumblr Posts
Annabeth: Nobody. Say. A. Word.
Percy:
Percy: Furgulous.
Annabeth: I said no words!
Percy: Oh, I see how it is. Two weeks ago, we’re playing Scrabble and it’s not a word, now suddenly it is because it’s convenient for you!
Mrs. Peters: This kind of idiocy will absolutely not be tolerated!
Conner: I’m sorry, is there another kind of idiocy you would be more comfortable with?
Skeet: *coughs* Asthma.
Reeve, to Kai: He’s allergic to rich white people
Sasha: I swear, I am gonna leave you to rot in this backward, rain-drenched den of politeness.
Sasha: No offence.
Sprig: None taken. I like your suit.
Monika: I’m smart. And I’m fun and I’m almost always in a good mood, dammit.
Raine: What are you doing here?
Eda: I could ask you the same question.
Raine: No you couldn’t, this is my house.
Eda: I should probably ask a different question.
Freckle: This is not the time for your shenanigans!
Rocky: It was a single shenanigan. Technically more of a hijink.
Freckle: I’m going to ask you to be respectful
Rocky: I will politely decline.
Bruce Wayne, trying to go over the case of a murder victim but very confused: Tim, why are you wearing sunglasses in the Cave?
Tim Drake, wearing sunglasses to cover up his black eye that he got last night because there was no patrol but he and his siblings went for a joyride in the Batmobile and events led to his head slamming into the steering wheel: uhhhh
Dick Grayson, very desperately trying to hide this fact from Bruce because he's supposed to be the responsible elder sibling: B, if I may. Tim spoke to us all about a week ago about wearing sunglasses to all murder briefings moving forward to show respect for the dead. I simply forgot. And Jason refused because he has no value for human life.
Jason Todd, very much enjoying watching his brothers squirm but playing along because it's definitely his fault Tim's head slammed into the steering wheel: It's true, I don't.
Batman: You brought a date to a crime scene?
Nightwing, holding Kid Flash's hand: It was either this or ice skating.
Y/N: Please tell me things haven't gone further out of control.
Bucky: They have not.
Y/N: Are you being honest?
Bucky: ...No.
John: Need I remind you what happens when you interfere with a government investigation?
Bucky: Um... the case gets solved?
[Bucky, Sam, and Y/N in an interrogation room]
Y/N: We didn't do anything wrong and we didn't break any laws- oh no, oh no! What did you two do?
Bucky: Nothing. It's just... laws keep changing.
Sam: For example, did you know it's illegal to give a possum a perm?
Y/N: I'm just saying, technology is way overrated.
Bucky: That's interesting. Just yesterday you told me you intend to have your wedding in space.
Y/N: And that hasn't changed!
Sam: I know I'm in the doghouse.
Y/N: Oh, you're not the in the doghouse.
Sam: I'm not?
Y/N: No, you're going to have to work really hard to make it in the doghouse.
Sam: Okay so I'm in the yard, which is still an enclosed area.
Y/N: [glares at him]
Sam: Unless I'm in the pound. Y/N, am I in the pound?! Where's Buck? Is Bucky with me?
Bucky: Why do I have to be in the pound?
Sam: So we can get adopted together like two inseparable weenie dogs.