#made in between exams

[violent138]

Damian: "Red Hood has a pretty severe concussion. What do I do?"

Tim: "Extraction's still ten minutes out, just keep him talking."

Damian, urgently pressing the comm: "I don't want to talk to him, he's even more insufferable than usual."

Jason, lying on the ground, eyes closed: "That's funny Junior, because head trauma's the only thing that makes you bearable."

Damian, to Tim: "I'm leaving. It won't be the first time we've had a closed casket."

Tim, groaning disgustedly: "Robin--ugh, seriously, just stay there and keep him awake."

Damian, seething even more when he sees Jason's smirk: "Fine."

Jason, cracking open one eye: "Aww, are you concerned about me?"

Damian: "Shut up. The only thing I'm concerned about is our family's reputation after your public wipeout on that stupid motorcycle."

Jason:

Damian: "Are you still awake?" *kicks him* "Todd?"

Jason, grinning: "You said our family."

Damian, furious: "I didn't. You've lost more brain cells than you could afford."

Jason: "Wait 'till Tim hears, I think he'll want a group hug. Bruce is probably going to get emotionally constipated. Dickie would probably cry--"

Damian, panicking as he hears the Batmobile get closer: "Stop. Do not tell him--"

Jason: "You better erase every single fucking video of me crashing then."

Damian: "You have a deal."

[starlight-eclipsed]

A place to rest.

[mephistovalse]

hello….a little wip in these trying times 🤲

[hbheavensent]

Fuck it, go my Lilith.

Oh and Abel. Say hi Abel!!!!

[killishin]

the pitt is the only thing holding my sanity together right now.

[demigod-of-the-agni]

A DEVIL REBORN

Happy Halloween!!! A detailed ID will be placed under the cut (it's close to being 1K i could literally post this to Ao3)

p1. ड्याम्म (dyamma) - Nepali for "(feeling) full", "hitting something"

p3. Chutiya - Hindi for "idiot", "moron" and other related insults

p5. க்ரீச் (kreech) - Tamil onomatopoeia describing scraping/screeching sounds

[Extended Image ID: DYAMMA! Slamming his hands on a table, Achanba Okram finds himself in the darkness of his laboratory. He is wearing black clothes and a white lab coat on top, and has a bowl cut with rectangular glasses.

His thoughts whirl within boxes that are coloured gold and are outlined with red; they put a voice to the uneasy feelings Okram knows are stirring inside of him. The thought boxes read:

With Pavitr gone, I finally have time to string my thoughts together. Half-drowned answers bleed out of my pores. Coalescing like some great, abysmal creature of unknown origin.

Bracing his hands against the table, Okram is acutely aware of his body, of the gaping holes in his back that bubble with demonic energy. His thoughts narrate, My body quakes when I begin to question, wracked with paranoia. With dread, as if the idea of what I had to face was unbearable.

The holes in back — four of them, spaced evenly from each other — begin to ooze golden liquid, hot like fire and viscous like tar.

And yet, Okram thinks, I felt it all the same: that crawling, scintillating horror of my reality. Of my tainted flesh and blood. My being here is the work of demonic forces.

Golden arms, fluid yet bony, powered by some otherworldly thing, unravel from the void in his back. They flounder and expand around him, filling the lab with a cold glow. The fingers are tipped with talons, and, if he looked hard enough, Okram swears they are edged with blood.

I died years ago, Okram thinks. I lost my humanity to the fire of the devil's madness. Thus, the question remains: what is the future of Achanba Okram, a DEVIL REBORN?

The lights of the lab suddenly brighten, and Okram hears him before he sees him. His arms register the presence of the other person, immediately unraveling and slipping out of reality. Just outside, Pavitr Prabhakar's voice calls, "HEY, DOCTOR OKRAM! Sorry I'm late! Traffic was abysmal today."

Pavitr's entrance catches Okram by surprise, and he stutters out, "PAVITR?! You- ah- you have one of your shifts today?"

His thoughts reprimand him, You CHUTIYA! Pavitr always has his shifts on Tuesdays!

Pavitr is unaware of Okram's turmoil, sauntering into the laboratory while hefting up a white plastic bag. He's wearing a black and white flannel shirt, and he has circular earrings. Pavitr's eyes are trained on the bag in his hand. He answers Okram's question with, "Yeah, I do. I, uh, got a little hungry along the way (I'm always so hungry)." Pavitr whispers the last part as he lifts the bag up. He continues, "so I went and bought some vada pav, and—"

He suddenly pauses, his eyes locking onto Okram. He can't tell what is going beyond Pavitr's eyes, but the other man's analysing gaze unnerves Okram to a degree beyond description.

(In Pavitr's POV: his Spider-Sense was just triggered. Red and gold squiggly lines emanate from and surround his head in a halo.)

Pavitr lowers the bag slightly in concern. "Uhm," Pavitr says "are you okay, Doctor?"

Dread and fear floods Okram's system. Suddenly he is hyperaware of everything in the room, including the golden arm that has sprouted from his back and was lying on the workbench behind him, right in Pavitr's line of sight.

Play dumb! Okram's mind screams at him. Accordingly, Okram replies, a tad too tightly, "Of course I am, Pavitr! Why wouldn't I be?"

KREECH. The golden arm scrapes its taloned fingers across the table, no doubt giving away its location.

Okram chuckles nervously, sweating almost immediately, at which his mind howls, Not that dumb!

Pavitr narrows his eyes at Okram and at the golden arm on the workbench. "Are those...demonic arms?" he asks Okram, a shadow crossing his face.

(In Pavitr's POV: In the back of his mind, Pavitr sees a vague and faded image forming in response to seeing the arms. He remembers Doctor Octopus, the man with two extra sets of arms who had attacked him many years ago; he was one of the first villains Pavitr fought as Spider-Man. But... Doctor Octopus died a long time ago. Perhaps...?)

"Oh, Doctor..."

Pavitr's gaze softens as he asks, "Are you being haunted by demons? Have you been attacked by them? Why didn't you tell me? I'm so sorry this has been happening to you. I can't imagine how stressful this is for you." A moment, and then, "Do you want to talk about?"

Okram hides his face in his hands, quickly responding, "No, I'm alright, Pavitr."

Pavitr walks forward, placing his bag down and reaching down to place a reassuring hand on Okram's shoulder. "But, Doctor, men of your generation have ignored their mental health for too long."

"Yes, I know," Okram sighs.

"It'll be okay, Doctor," Pavitr promises, "we can figure something out!"

"And what?" Okram asks somewhat sarcastically. "You will be here with me 'every step of the way'?"

"One hundred percent!" Pavitr says.

Behind them, one of Okram's demonic arms reaches out to peer at Pavitr and Okram; if an arm could be happy, it certainly was. The arm is seemingly pleased with Pavitr's helpful and understanding nature. /.End ID]

[rainsleeper]

week off+artfight on the mind means I am drawing oc refrences! well I drew one.

[flowersforthemachines]

Japanese walks this peculiar line of being a very difficult language to master yes whose official language proficiency tests are kind of a joke

[enhanced-operatives-division]

Favorite thing about starstruck?

Oh my GOD about a million and one things so I'm gonna try and zone in on the main point for me

I know that @neurotonic has talked it before and I think I've also spoken about it (AND it's also in Five Star Feature by @stellar-collective ) but SHHH it's genuinely like the source of the appeal of the dynamic for me. This being the whole "falling for an average joe" thing on Juniper's side.

Taking you on a little (personal?) history lesson of this ship, for AGES it was a nothingburger ship, only since like last year has it gained ANY traction, and the main source of content for it was me talking to my two friends, so I am DEEP into personal interpretation here. Alas, the early days of being into the ship, a big part of the reason that I started considering the ship was Reggie seemingly being so so smitten by Juniper, and thinking about how that dynamic would work post-canon (Remember, this is pre-IEYTD 3, so really so the fandom was both smaller AND anything post IEYTD 2's elevator crash was free game PLUS people were equally adamant that JJ wasn't/isn't dead). I actually met @bugtoast through beta reading his fic where JJ & Reggie teamed up to find a missing Phoenix, and while that fic wasn't a ship fic, it WAS what got me started thinking about it. This is because the two were suddenly on equal ground in which Reggie had a reason to really, REALLY hate Juniper, and a reason for Juniper to feel really, REALLY guilty/humbled. And so THIS lead to (across. Years of thinking about them on and off) my current personal favourite AU/dynamic for them!!

Just to get some stuff out the way (I've talked abt it before but ehhhhh), I've always headcanoned both Reggie and Juni as queer, and both as gay pretty solidly for a while now. Juniper definitely more repressed than Reggie (I personally love @operationjetset 's interpretation/comic on Juniper's queerness, literally made my jaw drop), and that plays a little into how I see the dynamic especially considering the time period and it exists in (late 60s (specifically 67/68 if we consider IEYTD 3)).

Basically, what really scratches my brain about the dynamic is Juniper ending up hopelessly smitten with Reggie, and Reggie having none of it, at least for a while, because. Well. A lot of reasons but mainly the whole trying to kill his agent and nuking the world, but also the personal (if parasocial) element of how Reggie used to adore Juniper, and him turning to hatred once he found out JJ was working for Zor as almost a defense mechanism to stop himself from falling back into that adoration. This of course turns into basically a complete role reversal! Yes there's differences as Reggie having a bit of a celebrity crush isn't as bad as Juniper literally having a sexuality crisis over having a crush on Crane BUT FUNDAMENTALLY it's the opposite thing.

This ends up working out REALLY well because it leads into a storyline where you can really cleanly give Juniper a redemption arc because he wants to be a better person so Reggie will at least LIKE him as a person again. Not for his stardom, not for his charisma, but for just being some dude. And Reggie is a good man, because while he knows that there's no obligation to like and especially not trust Juniper again, he can tell Juniper is trying to work on himself and he appreciates that.

And from there, once they start building up a genuine friendship with one another, THAT'S when I can see them stumbling into becoming partners, because for them I feel like it would just be a natural progression of their friendship (especially once JJ got through his internalised homophobia and such). I definitely feel like they would have weird dates, partially down to the time period, partially down to Reggie's odd and specific interests (SLAPS ROOF OF MY CORN HUSKING FANFIC), but I think Juniper would appriciate the really mundane nature of Crane's hobbies and Crane would enjoy having someone who was interested in doing his hobbies with them.

I think after typing this out I think I also like this ship because I see a lot of their dynamic as almost transactional? It's hard to explain but there's a lot of equality in how I feel they'd treat one another. An example would be yk Juniper indulging Reggie in his corn husking hobby (what a sentence), and then Reggie indulging in something like dancing with JJ. I can't quite explain it but yeah. Yeah they love doing hobbies together because they love existing together.

To summarise all of this, I just really like the whole idea of Juniper becoming a better person because he wants to be a better person for Reggie. ESPECIALLY if it comes with a side of not realising it at first. Goodlord I love them

[theshadowrealmitself]

Everyone kept talking about how the final exam for business ethics was so hard and tanking all their grades and when I took it I breezed right through it and got a 100%

They’re gonna hunt me for sport 😭

[bmpmp3]

also sorry to my 3 or so francophone followers that i now use ur language purely as some type of echolalic vocal stim. for some reason beaucoup de and avec have replaced lots of and with in my entirely english mental narration. i mumble bonjour merci beaucoup bonjour bonjour to myself and then get confused when someone nearby responds ça va. almost like i forgot french was real?

[dye-it-rouge-et-noir]

I really need to get back to watching Spy Game

[yaminerua]

nothing makes me feel more pathetic than when I’m trying to do a basic as fuck sum in my head and my brain is giving me absolutely nothing

not a single gear moving up there. Brain just clocks out when numbers are involved and trying to force it to figure out even the simplest calculations physically feels excruciating and exhausting

meanwhile my dad and my brother will be looking at me like I’m some alien experiment bc how can I be so stupid that I can’t do this shit in my head?

[rain-after-thunder]

Laid out a design for my big dragon patch project. Started on the gold thread for the scales, and buddy: this is going to take a WHILE.

[charlie-rulerofhell]

so i did the thing again ...

(a fanvid of all three of the kids this time. felt the need to do something with them after that one gifset and this song fit them perfectly i think)

[throes-of-warm-tornadoes]

now that i am taking a study break (aka getting ready for work… when ashnikko wrote Working Bitch she was talking about me btw 😜) i would just like to take a moment to talk about how this class fucking HUMBLED ME. i’ve never got less than an A in any courses related to my major (which… yeah. should be the fuckin goal) but now i can only hope and pray i pass this class with a C (minus)