#syntaktis

[motily]

oct. 9th

While reviewing my syntax notes I can't stop thinking how I still have one more week until finals are over!! It's hard to keep focused...

[milletant-moved]

─  EDIT  :  SUPES .   @syntaktis @americanasitgets 

[hopesburned]

        “   ‘ey   ,   mista   !!   knock me again an’ i’ll break yer’ fuckin’ ankles   !!   “                                                             @syntaktis​ 

[hcllorhighwater]

MEME // DINAH LANCE ||  @syntaktis asked: ‘  i’M WASHIN ME AND MY CLOTHES, BITCH! I’M WASHING ME AND MY CLOTHES  ’ - VERY SERIOUS RIP VINE SENTENCE STARTERS

“OK, flyboy.” She agreed, patting him on the shoulder indulgently.  What had started as an encouragement for him to take a shower to sober up had turned into Hal forgetting to take his clothes off and taking a shower instead.  After twenty minutes, Dinah’d figured she’d better check on him, make sure he hadn’t passed out standing up, and thank goodness he hadn’t bothered to lock the door.  He definitely put soap on his shirt, that much was obvious. 

“OK, looks like your clothes as clean, let’s get you out of them so they can dry out--” and maybe Hal would too in the process.  

[truthbinds]

what are diana's thoughts on batman having children fighting crime alongside him?

     realistically, and without the input of self insert-y pro-bat writing along the way, i think diana disagrees with his decision to do so. is it a little hypocritical? to some. not to her. donna and cassie are not your everyday human children plucked off the street, and are not subject to the same unfortunate mortality the young people around bruce are. children should be raised in an environment that allows them to enjoy life before life forces them to grow up. i don’t think she would ever be successful in challenging him over it, but in a perfect world i imagine diana wouldn’t want children to be in gotham at all until it’s safe to do so. protect the babies.

[jestingjoker]

@syntaktis liked this post for a starter.

BREAKING NEWS! 

Everyone’s TV set in the city switched to the Emergency channel which was now casting a woman tied to a chair in front of the power plant.

“We’re here...l-live from the-the Gotham City p-p-power plant--” the new caster read shakily off a set of cue cards off screen, her mascara was running down her face and her lipstick had been smudge presumably because of a gag that had once been in her mouth. 

“Louder!” a voice whispered angrily off screen, “And with more confidence.”

“We-we have a sp-special g-g-g--”

“Jesus Christ! Do I have to do everything around here?”

The camera was moved hastily off of the woman and now was pointing at the main event. His white face had a painted red smile that framed his large grin--despite the anger and frustration behind it. This evening wasn’t going as perfectly as he had planned, but it would all be fine. As long as a certain masked vigilante got the message.

“GOOD EVENING, GOTHAMITES! 

“Now I know what you must be thinking, ‘Joker why did you interrupt prime time TV I was just about to find out how Dark Arrow’s GF survived?!’ Don’t worry kid, that’s a bad show, and tonight we’re here to show you the original Dark Arrow...the Batman!” An applause track plays to emphasize the moment. “That is...”--a collective gasp--“if he accepts our invitation. hehhehheehee... 

“The Dark Knight himself has ten minutes till I blow the power plant sky high, throwing Gotham into darkness. But if he gets here in time, boy, you guys will be in for a show tonight! HAAAHAAHAA!”

[rockingthe45]

                                           ⍟ @syntaktis​: Tony ⍟                                       ★★★ After Ultron ★★★

Steve huffed a satisfying sigh as entered the Avengers Tower elevator. He hit a button before leaned back against the glass wall. The jog really cleared his head in a way only fresh air and New York City could. Sure, the tower had a gym on almost every floor, and he utilized it when he could. However, he never got the mental clarity that a long run usually gave him.

And he had plenty to clear from his head: the move into the Avengers tower, the fall of SHIELD, this whole mess with Ultron, Tony being Tony.

And of course, Bucky.

Sam had nothing but cold leads for weeks. It was beginning to seem like the man had indeed been just a ghost from his past.

Maybe he should go. The rest of the team could figure it all out. They didn’t need him. Bucky needed him.

As if to an answer to his inner debate, the elevator door opened. But it wasn’t his designated floor, but the communal one. His eyes shifted quickly to the buttons noting he’d hit the wrong one. A movement inside caught his eye: Tony.

Not wanting to seem rude or awkward he stepped inside.

[druglcrd-arc]

【 ᴛʀᴀɴsᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴄᴇᴘᴛᴇᴅ ━━ ʀᴇʀᴏᴜᴛɪɴɢ ( Roy Harper ) ⊠ @syntaktis​ 】

     Jason still had some fondness for the ginger, unsullied from so much time apart. There were few people he could put true faith into and that was unshakable no matter what. ❝ I heard you got a kid now, and are doing mechanic work. Sounds like you got your life sorted out. ❞ There’s something bittersweet in his voice, knowing that it could never be the same as it was before.