#syntakis

[me-beef]

this was just going to be expression practice with a few of my characters, but something possessed me and it turned into a whole lighting study

so have some unreasonably dramatic renders of my blorbos looking sleepy and soggy (except haldyr. I think elves don’t have to sleep as much as other races but haldyr in particular is always inexplicably well-put together)

[prcsopa]

@syntaktis  sent   ❔ and i’ll list a couple muses that i’d like to throw at yours !

1. bobbi morse - bucky barnes 2. phil coulson - tony stark 3. matt murdock - clint barton 4. harley quinn - dinah lance 5. harley quinn - pamela isley 6. matt murdock - elektra natchios 7. elena gilbert - stefan salvatore

[fairdoves]

. ﾟ * ｡ ･           “ i’ve never seen you like that before. ”     /     @syntaktis    liked !

[stargifts]

         “ fancy seeing you here. ”      a block away from a crime occurring? he’s still getting used to all this - he’ll have to put the civilian outfit on a little further away, next time. his smile is laced with nerves, but it’s gone before iris can register it. thanks super speed.  

           “ you okay? there was something going on there, i think. ”      surprisingly, he isn’t all that bad at lying...even if something in his chest tightens as the words leave his lips. it doesn’t make it any less difficult. “ i was just on my way back from work. want me to walk you home? ” a little snort. ” don’t get me wrong, it’s more for me than anything. everyone seems to think i’m an easy target, for mugging. i just don’t get it. is it the whole scientist thing? ”

for  :  @syntaktis​​ !

[fairdoves]

@syntaktis said:     “I’m here- I’m here, now” [from Dick!]

 . ﾟ * ｡ ･         well,  this definitely wasn’t how she planned to spend her tuesday.  or her monday,  or sunday,  or the five more days prior.   (  she thinks it’s been about seven days total ---- she thinks.  dawn has always had a pretty good grasp on time,  but there have been other factors occupying her mind over the last few days.  )   

   maybe it’s slade,  maybe it isn’t.  whoever it is knows how to hide,  considering it’s been a good handful of time and they haven’t found her.  dawn has never been one to give up hope,  but god,  is she tired.  she’s sure they’re looking for her ;  she would never drop off the face of the earth like that.   (  she hopes hank hasn’t gotten too unbearable.  she hopes he hasn’t done anything drastic in her absence.  )   the suit has been torn to shreds and bits of it hang limp off her body.  there’s blood seeping from where her skin is exposed,  hot and dripping and dark red and sticky.  if she had any energy left in her,  she might want to gag,  but all dawn can do is trace patterns in the pool that’s grown on the floor. 

   she’s been slipping in and out of consciousness,  she knows that much.  she’ll wake up to a cruel hallucination of someone --- someone she can’t quite put her finger on --- or be met with another set of harsh hands.  dawn has never been one to cower,  but she involuntarily uses whatever little energy she has to flinch when a shadow moves.   “ no, ”   she says,  and her voice more hoarse than she had expected,  but she somehow sounds rather adamant for someone who is more red than silver anymore.  but even through her exhaustion,  something sparks her hope again.      “ ------------ dick ? ”

meme.     accepting.     

[31millionmoments]

@syntaktis ||

For as much as their other members are having mixed feelings about this ‘arrangement’, Barry is digging it. It does feel nice to be a part of something, to at least slightly lighten that feeling of ‘me against the world’. He doesn’t exactly expect anyone here to ever ask for help, especially when they’re vigilante styles are so different, but it’s still nice knowing people like him. 

“This place is bigger than I was expectin’,” Barry admits to no one in particular as he roams around their base a bit. “But I guess I should’a from someone with pockets like Bats.” He stops beside Hal with a bright grin. Hal’s- an odd one, that’s for sure, but Barry supposes that probably goes for most of them otherwise they wouldn’t be here. 

“You’re like- a space cadet or somethin’, right?” he asks curiously. So far he hasn’t exactly been making good progress with warming up some of his new ‘partners’ chilly exteriors but he’ll keep trying. “The suit’s cool. How long have ya been doin’ this?”