[arque1ro]

▋ ➛ I LIVE TWO LIVES. the first, as OLIVER QUEEN, might seem enviable. but with every passing day, that world feels less comfortable, and that man —  the playboy socialite, C.E.O of queen industries —  feels more like an obnoxious stranger. I PREFER THE COMPANY OF THE STREETS. i prefer the job description of social justice warrior. CALL ME GREEN ARROW.

GUIDELINES •  MEMES • VERSES •  CLARK ARROWFAM: @awbro ( biggest fan )

#ARQUE1RO indie low activity oliver queen / green arrow roleplay blog. mainly based on BLENDED COMICS CANON.

[arque1ro]

couldn't afford that last n, I presume?

nah, just got big fingers that make typos sometimes. don't think you would know a problem like that, would ya, lex? @imperiouslex

[arque1ro]

▋ ➛ CALL ME GREEN ARROW. indie low activity oliver queen / green arrow roleplay blog. a blend of COMICS CANON and my own headcanons. WRITTEN BY BIG.

[ladyhawke]

Santiago Cabrera as Xabier Etxarte in COVERT AFFAIRS 2.11 “The Wake-Up Bomb”

[themusketeersdaily]

Santiago Cabrera as Aramis in THE MUSKETEERS 1.03 “Commodities”

[arque1ro]

blond men freak me out i'm changing his fc here.

[arque1ro]

fuck cops.

[scidefy-deactivated20260105]

" i'm not... canceling. " they might be. or might be trying. eyes cast towards deeper in the city. metallo, again. ( it must be tuesday. ) " maybe we can take a detour instead! " compromise, kent! " i can't just let metallo run around while we do nothing. what about a pre-lunch team up with green arrow and superman? " cue a slightly sheepish smile. " i'm gonna need to keep my distance, anyways. i could use you, ollie. "

[arque1ro]

" you're totally cancelling. " he grumbles. rather comically, in fact. like, puffing out his frustration and making his mustache move a little as a result kind of comical. " fine, who's the monster of the week? " ollie deadpans, rolling his eyes. oh, metallo. great. bet metallo gets a lot more face time with clark than he does . . . shit, is this how lex luthor feels? reign it back in, ollie!

" okay, yeah. we can trade delicious appetizers for punches, why not. " he pulls out a green mask from a pocket that was far too small to fit it ( don't worry about it ) and puts it on. " first step, lead up that sucker, right? call the play, big blue. "

[loisl4ne-a]

hips  swayed  in  that  trademark  strut  as  lois  closed  the  distance ,  arms  folded  like  armor ,  and  lips  curled  in  a  smirk  filled  with  purpose .  “  tess ?  ”  she  echoed ,  voice  dipped  in  mockery ,  “  come  on ,  ollie ,  if  i  wanted  a  migraine ,  i’d  just  talk  to  myself  in  the  mirror .  ”

one  step  closer .  just  shy  of  his  space .  “ first  of  all ,  if  you  think  walking  in  heels  is  the  hard  part ,  try  chasing  down  a  source  in  them . ”  a  beat .  a  grin .  “ and  second ,  quit  whining ,  queen .  don’t  act  like  you  don’t  miss  it  . . .   the  chaos ,  i  mean .  your  life’s  would  be  painfully  beige  without  a  little  lois - lane - chaos .  ”  she  tilted  her  head ,  smile  still  there ,  but  softer  now .  “ but  for  once ,  this  isn't  about  me ,  it's  for  clark . ”

[arque1ro]

" so that's your superpower? now i know why i need bed rest after we have dinner together. " he quips back, ever quick on the draw. annoyance comes even quicker, pursing his lips as she takes a step closer. he's tempted to step back, but chooses to stand his ground instead. y'know, like a hero would. " i thought you were gonna say somethin' like escaping a military base in them, which i've seen you do, but sure. sources can be fast too. continue. " cue to his shit-eating grin. " you're really thinking highly of yourself if you don't think my life doesn't have plenty of ch— "

then she says it. the magic word. his comeback is promptly put to a halt. FOR CLARK.

" . . . what does clark need? "

[revelres]

expression ? incredulous. perhaps some may be of opinion that this was neither the time or the place for such a conversation but those people have never seen a blended family during christmas. " love a good mojito. " peeking from behind a corner, a whistle leaves pursed lips that causes one man to drop his weapon and clasp both palms over his ears. " but sand gets ... everywhere — what about europe ? "

[arque1ro]

" europe?! " his indignation is in time with a nearby explosion. damn, these guys were bringing out some heavy machinery. " not very original, is it? like, as far as destinations go. " oliver peeks around again, grimacing at the sight. " seriously? " he whispers to himself before turning back his attention to her. " they're pulling out some sort of . . . bazooka-ish thing. i got hit it in the barrel before they shoot, but i dunno how big that blast's gonna be. " a beat, he arches his eyebrows expectantly to her. " knock 'em out in one fell scream, pretty bird? and then we can discuss where in europe you wanna go. "

[awbro]

@arque1ro / fake dating starter.

" if anybody asks, we're gonna have to say we're in couple's counseling. " for the nth time, he hangs out his shoulders in a shimmied attempt to shake the tension out of them. it makes sense that around oliver, he's a bowstring pulled, taut wire, wit a quickfire fling. they are both of them either sides of the same weapon ; an invisible line draws between them & it feels like it's only ever pulled his way or that it's not ------

his callous-hewn thumb hikes under the zygomatic archway to his cheek & drags, scrubbing his frustration along with it to his jaw. a sigh shoves out all his exasperation. it's time to pull it together.

" ------- or for once, do you think we can pretend to get along? "

[arque1ro]

" and when they ask for details, i'll let you take the lead. sounds like you have way more experience in that department than me. " because dinah had been against it the first time he suggested it. whatever. oliver grimaces as his partner ( in more ways than one today, it seems ) moves about in that strange way. " what the hell are you doing? are you shimming? why are you shimming? " though he shares in the tension, this archer is infinitely better at faking it. oliver hasn't allowed his muscles to tense up in decades, and he personally has his yoga to thank for that.

" they're totally gonna buy us as a bickering married couple, barton. trust me, i was in one for years. " with that said, ollie seamlessly slides his hand around clint's and holds it. gently, surprisingly. " relax. people are gonna think you're in the closet or something. i need to be your husband, not the side piece you're worried about your wife seeing. think you can pull that off, daphne? "

[arque1ro]

I CAN TRIM POSTS AGAIN GANGGGGGGGGG

[arque1ro]

this DIVA

[arque1ro]

damn now i see why supes “is too busy” to get back with you lol.

didn't chris pratt play you in a movie???

[arque1ro]

enemies call. like this to be enemies <3

[arque1ro]

this is gang activity btw @scidefy @chronoflux

[arque1ro]

enemies call. like this to be enemies <3

[arque1ro]

that wasn’t me.

" kent clarkson??? what are you doing here?? or perhaps bizarro???? some other weird clone of my best friend and fan, superman??? "