#astrlpain

[intraastral]

@astrlpain​ (jaime)

     ❛ blue beetle? ❜

they’ve worked together before; several times in fact. but tora has never gotten the chance to speak to the young man one on one. it seems like most information she’s gotten about him has come from guy.

    ❛ i was hoping we could talk.  ❜

[12thlevel]

@astrlpain​ said: Okay that was kinda hot. (Kara)

    ❛ it was? ❜

he’s sweaty and panting and his uniform is ripped, and all he can do is blink in confusion at kara’s statement.

all he had done was hit the assailant over the head with a canister of ammonium phosphate, rendering them unconscious.

     ❛ not that i am, um, complaining that you think so. i am merely surprised. ❜

[12thlevel]

@astrlpain​ said: I think that means we are best friends! (Bart)

    ❛ no. ❜

    ❛ this absolutely does NOT make us ‘best friends’. ❜

[12thlevel]

@astrlpain​: “  you’re lucky you’re cute.  ” -kara

some meme idk

    ❛ ... thank you? ❜

querl had been in the middle of explaining how to compensate the gravitic duotronics with the lexorian subspace grid when kara interrupted him.

    ❛ your tone of voice did not indicate a compliment, though. ❜

[boomcrangs]

@astrlpain​ 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫

❝ eh, you’ll be right, mate. shit only gets real weird when they send ya up into space. no gravity is a bastard, let me tell ya. ❞

[vmpilla]

@astrlpain​ gets a starter

❝  if you see a werewolf running around... no you didn’t. okay? cool. ❞

[ofperihelia]

@astrlpain   .   𝐉𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄

court was always happy to help other young heroes, it was one of the reasons she stayed a teen titans reserve member while she stayed with the jsa, then when she’d moved to part time. of course, today hadn’t been easy, but... things had worked out in the end. flashing jaime a smile, she clapped him on the shoulder as she lead him away from the police.  “ you did great! c’mon, beetle, i’ll buy you an ice cream or whatever you want. ”

[massoccurs]

TARGET :   WILSON   ,   JOSEPH LOCATION   :   @astrlpain​​​ ​​ ASSIGNMENT   :   the other line. ENCRYPTED   :     ∗ o1﹕ a text sent late at night.

         SHE’S   SQUINTING   AT   HER   PHONE   ,   the sole light in the dark of her room. she’s been staring at it   ,   at his open contact for god - knows - how - long now without blinking. just   ...   thinking. considering what she could send him. if she should text him. would it look   ...   wrong   ,   somehow ? she’s still grasping at these social conventions she’d never before been exposed to. fuck it. 

SMS   TO   JOEY 🎨💛   :   hey, are you awake ?  SMS   TO   JOEY 🎨💛   :   wanna go get something to eat ? i know a really good 24/hr diner. SMS   TO   JOEY 🎨💛   :   my treat :)