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indie, loosely comics-based OLIVER QUEEN / GREEN ARROW of DC comics. low activity. WIP.

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RULES • ABOUT • HEADCANONS • ASK MEMES

[memesaus]

WEIRDEST QUESTIONS SENTENCE STARTERS  :   these are random questions from the first four websites that come up when searching ‘weirdest questions to ask’.

“is  cereal  soup?”

“what  if  instead  of  policemen,  there  were  giant,  man-sized  police  spiders?”

“what  is  the  sexiest  name  you  can  imagine?”

“what  is  the  least  sexy  name  you  have  ever  heard?”

“what  secret  conspiracy  would  you  like  to  start?”

“what’s  the  weirdest  smell  you  have  ever  smelled?”

“is  a  hotdog  a  sandwich?”

“what’s  the  most  ridiculous  fact  you  know?”

“how  do  you  feel  about  putting  pineapple  on  pizza?”

“if  animals  could  talk,  which  would  be  the  rudest?”

“toilet  paper,  over  or  under?”

“what  if  we  can  breath  on  space  but  the  government  just  tells  us  we  can’t  so  we  don’t  try  to  escape?”

“what  if  there  are  actually  multiple  souls  in  your  body,  but  you’re  the  most  powerful  and  the  voices  you  hear  in  your  head  are  just  the  weaker  soulds  talking  to  you?”

“what’s  the  best  type  of  cheese?”

“how  many  chickens  would  it  take  to  kill  an  elephant?”

“which  body  part  do  you  wish  you  could  detach?”

“if  peanut  butter  wasn’t  called  peanut  butter,  what  would  it  be  called?”

“what  movie  do  you  think  would  be  greatly  improved  if  it  was  made  into  a  musical?”

“what  would  be  the  coolest  animal  to  scale  up  to  the  size  of  a  horse?”

“if  you  could  replace  all  of  the  grass  in  the  world  with  something  else,  what  would  it  be?”

“if  you  had  to  choose  one  animal  to  help  you  win  a  fight,  which  animal  would  you  choose?”

“if  you  could  morph  two  animals  to  make  one  super  animal,  what  two  animals  would  you  choose?”

“if  animals  could  talk  which  animal  do  you  think  would  be  the  most  polite?

"what  are  your  thoughts  on  me  liking  to  dance  naked  while  listening  to  one  direction?”

“if  you  could  say  one  sentence  that  the  whole  world  would  be  able  to  hear,  what  would  you  say?”

“what  conspiracy  theories  do  you  believe?”

“what’s  one  superpower  you  would  not  want?”

“what  if  the  only  reason  we  can’t  walk  through  mirrors  is  because  our  reflection  blocks  us?”

“would  you  have  sex  with  a  clone  of  yourself?”

“what  would  your  name  be  if  you  were  a  spice  girl?”

“if  you  were  a  hotdog  and  you  were  starving,  would  you  eat  yourself?”

“what  if  birds  aren’t  singing,  but  actually  screaming  because  they  are  afraid  of  heights?”

[anxietyproblem]

[0008753]

A  PEAK  AT  WHAT’S  INSIDE  THEIR          .    .    .

[  *  ]      writing prompt      )         :             send a number  1 - 30  to take a closer look inside this characters life.        /        below you will find a series of various prompts offering a look inside a characters every day life.        these are meant to invoke character development     &     can also be altered as seen fit to better suit the character in question.         bonus if you explain why it’s there!

01.     pockets. 02.     bag   /   purse. 03.     car trunk. 04.     car glovebox. 05.     closet. 06.     bedside table drawer. 07.     medicine cabinet. 08.     wallet. 09.     “junk” drawer. 10.     pantry. 11.     phone home screen. 12.     frequently used emojis. 13.     to do list. 14.     computer home screen. 15.     bookcase. 16.     cd collection. 17.     calendar for this month. 18.     “secret” hiding spot. 19.     five most recent in contact list.  20.     refrigerator.  21.     home safe.  22.     amazon shopping cart.  23.     bank account.  24.     first aid kit.  25.     five most recent in google search history.  26.     most used playlist.  27.     least used playlist.  28.     five most recent sent text messages  29.     five most recent received text messages  30.     netflix watch history. 

[wodneswynn-deactivated-deactiva]

Man, when I was like 16 I got so sick of being made fun of for being the fat kid that I took an axe down inna woods, chopped down a tree, and started doing log-lifts all the time. I got strong as fuck, but I didn’t lose no weight. I actually got bigger.

Same thing happened when I got into fighting. I got even stronger, and I got *fast*, man, and nimble, like a cat. Still chubby.

Body-building culture is a bunch of crap, my dude. Functional muscle is not necessarily toned or lean. You can be swole as hell and still be heavy. And that’s cool.

Embrace your inner barbarian. And when fatphobic little gym twinks try to body shame you, you should DESTROY THEM with your MIGHTY AXE

[littlegreydove]

Can comfirm, i am Quite Fat ™ but i still hit my punching bag hard enough last week make it touch the ceiling and broke a finger in the process

[systlin]

You know, I train with (martial arts) a bunch of dudes, and a few bodybuilders have showed up over the years. 

And every damn one of those huge shredded motherfuckers has the endurance of a fucking newborn puppy. Fifteen minutes into warmups and they’re panting for air like like they’re about to die. I’ve sparred them and every one of them telegraphs their moves about two weeks in advance, and are slower than my dead grandpa because their huge useless muscles get in the damn way. 

Now. I also work with a couple of guys who are not weightlifters. They do, however, do very physical jobs and are Big Dudes. Picture this sort of build. 

No abs to speak of, a bit of a tummy, and those motherfuckers can pick up one of the weightlifters and throw them. 

And they’re fast. Like, unfair fast. 

Bodybuilding culture is bullshit. Embrace your status as a giant barbarian and if anyone gives you crap throw them off a mountain. 

[spark1eheartemoji]

i love and support all strong, fat people

[baggytrousers27]

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thebrazenandbold​:

“Ooh, you’re funny. You’re a real riot, ain’tcha? No wonder they wanted to keep you around.” Nicole circled in and started working on his restraints. “It’s dinner and a show.”

After a moment she froze, ear cocked. The thump she’d thought she heard repeated, growing steadily louder– the sound of boots on stairs.

“Shit!” she whispered, trying to free his arm faster. “Shit!”

"Hell yes I am," he mutters, mostly because he's too tired to think of a better answer to her sarcasm. (What is it they call it? A coping mechanism? Whatever.)

Shit indeed. He can't exactly think of anywhere for her to hide in here, unless she wants to try ducking behind the door like a goddamn cartoon. It's probably a bit late now, anyway. This is a bad angle for dramatically breaking ropes with sheer muscle power, but he's certainly trying his best.

The footsteps get louder, before coming to a halt, just outside.

A pause.

The doorknob wiggles, like someone absentmindedly checking it's still locked. It isn't. Muffled swearing.

[dailydccomics]

y i k e s

DCU: Decisions #2

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thebrazenandbold​:

She allowed herself a humorless smile to hear his voice. Still alive, then. “Hah. Yeah, I had an inkling.”

Nicole paused to listen once more to her surroundings, before her tools slid into the lock and she began fidgeting with the spring-loaded pistons inside. It wasn’t fast. She was capable, but not very adept. Still, eventually the lock clicked and the doorhandle turned, and Nicole slipped into the room, door closing behind her. Pressing her back to the door, she paused to consider the lone figure inside.

“Oh hey. So that’s what an idiot looks like.”

"Right. Seriously, you don't want to die in here, kid. Just --"

He doesn't have to worry too much about actually convincing her. Teenagers, man.

The sound of her fumbling with the lock seems to go on for an eternity, and he can't shake the feeling that it's about to be interrupted with a gunshot. There isn't. He wonders what's taking the guy so long. He's sent most of them off on a wild goose chase, but that one's just on a smoke break or something.

A slightly bloody grin. It's meant to be reassuring.

"Looked in the mirror recently?"

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i’m light headed. i can’t do this much longer.

@aresonal - 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐒  𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄  𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐘,

It's been a hell of a long day even without being shot at, and he feels it, but he is, for a lack of a better word, hyped. They can't afford to slow down now, scream his bones, the trail is still too hot, and for a split second he thinks about ignoring him, let the kid learn what being tired feels like --

But a glance is enough to remind him Roy isn't a drama queen about this, and things only get more dangerous when you go into them half-dead already.

A barely audible sigh. "Alright. Take five." He has precisely one muesli bar left in the corner of his quiver, and he digs it out and wordlessly sets it down on the nearest rock.

"I'll catch up to you." Or you to me, more likely than not.

[thebrazenandbold]

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“You in there, Robin of Loxley?” Her ear was pressed to the door to listen for an answer as she played with the lockpicks in her hand. Her other ear was perked for the return of his captors. It seemed sort of right to try to go get him, but she wasn’t gonna stick around to join him.

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Funny. No matter how many times you'd pulled the same stupid stunts before, a single slip-up could leave you a couple miles up shit creek.

He had a murderous headache and his arms were hitched up at an unnecessarily painful angle, and he was doing his best to remember everything he'd ever picked up about escape artistry and still not getting very far. The voice was a surprise, and though he felt a stab of worry for the girl, that wasn't enough to make him not glad to hear it.

"Present," he grunted. Smiled tiredly.

"Door's locked, Much." It had sounded like it, anyway. "You'd be better off taking a hike -- but I'm guessing you knew that."

[vaememes]

𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐒  𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄  𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐘,   (a prompt list lifted from the novel/book with the same name, by ivy tholen, triggers for gore, violence, blood, injuries and general horror will be present. change pronouns as you see fit)

is this a joke? please tell me this is a joke.

i put the car in reverse and managed to drive away unseen.

i was never going to walk away from this.

please don’t make me do it.

i’ve already given you enough therapy material for the next thirty years.

stop it! you’re going to kill us both!

too bad your phones gone. your fans would die if they could see you now.

it’s like licking copper pipes covered in sand.

i can’t have you bleed to death.

nobody ever becomes a professional musician anyway.

you’ll probably become an accountant or something.

i’m not going to kill you. i’m just going to end your life.

too rough for you?

someone will see this and call the cops. they’re coming for you.

they ain’t gonna catch me.

you confessed to everything and provided enough evidence to convict you.

this is texas. you’re gonna fry.

i don’t have it in me to mutilate you.

you have to die, but you don’t have to slasher movie die.

i wasn’t going to put all of this online.

it’s better to go out with a bang, right?

i can help you. it doesn’t have to end this way.

what is done can be undone. please call me.

you put on a freaky costume and stalked her.

is this a joke? where are you? what did you do?

you’re a real sick piece of shit.

they think it’s fake! should i be offended or flattered?

i’m less and less scared the longer were up here.

oh my god, why are you acting like this is a party?

are you really in a position to mock me?

oh what are you going to do? kill me?

you decided. you decided before we even got here.

you just lied to yourself and said you’d spare me so you’d feel less like a villain.

well, i can’t exactly put all this online. or can i?

who would agree to do that for you?

it was hard to decide to kill you. you don’t deserve it. not like the rest of them.

of course you did. why wouldn’t you?

you butchered them. how are you not drenched in blood?

you put up a fight though, more than i expected.

who wouldn’t want to stare into these bette davis eyes for eternity?

does this mean your idea of heaven is staring at yourself in the mirror?

i don’t care anymore. just tell me what you’re going to do.

you must be in as much pain as i am, right?

how can a person be mopey and anxious at the same time?

so i’m pathetic. you’re pathetic. we’re kindred spirits.

are you finding jesus right here in this carnival or something? 

i’m miserable. i thought it would make me feel better.

when i first decided to do this, i planned to kill you.

i didn’t want to mangle you or make you suffer.

why? we had a deal. why did you kill her?

give us a story and we’ll stick to it.

people never really give each other the benefit of the doubt.

everything is too much, right? you get it?

have you ever felt like the entire world is turning against you?

they’re so cute i could steal them and take them home.

i mean, i can’t say no to ice cream.

it would be better than murdering your friends in cold blood.

right, right. shouldn’t talk shit about the dead. my bad.

you’re such a little fighter, trying to find a weapon. i respect that.

you’d do anything for a friend, wouldn’t you?

we we’re never that close. you’d sell me out in a secound.

we’ll say we never saw the killer without his mask.

technically, you have to be crazy to kill someone in general.

i’ve seen this asshole in action. if he wanted you dead, you would be.

i will be right back and i will have cops with me.

one a scale of one to ten, how screwed are we?

can you enjoy a moment without researching it?

can you enjoy a moment without documenting it for your followers?

why didn’t you save me? i would’ve saved you.

if you’re not going to hurt me, can i leave?

i don’t even know who you are. you’re wearing a mask.

in fact, don’t hide at all. i’m not going to hurt you.

i already played hide and seek with [name], i’m bored with that game.

i can’t die in a room that smells like feet and old coffee.

can we please not refer to anyone in the past tense?

why are you telling me this right now?

you’re not crazy. i’m sorry if i made you feel that way.

i need you to know in case something happens.

we’ll be testifying at this asshole’s trail.

do whatever your little heart tells you.

i can’t touch a dead body.

he’ll find us. he’s had no trouble so far. it’s like he can teleport.

shouldn’t we hide as best as we can and wait?

there’s no happy ending for me. i threw it all away.

i’m pissed off and what you’re witnessing is me doing my best to feel better.

i’m not taking off the fucking mask. i might take yours off though.

it’s hard to hear anything inside this mask.

there’s never a good reason to murder people, you’re crazy.

if you run, i’ll catch you.

don’t run. i’m not moving. you don’t move neither.

i’m smashed up too. won’t be stopping me.

am i a horrible person if i say no?

it’s like you said. we have to save ourselves.

since when did you become a badass?

did we learn our lesson about dropping our weapons in front of murderers?

i’m light headed. i can’t do this much longer.

aren’t you dumbasses supposed to be hiding from me?

do you have a death wish? because i sure don’t.

you can tell me. are you the killer?

you told her to act like a kitty and fall asleep. it’s your fault.

how do you kill someone with a carousel?

we’re putting people in coffins?

when you see blood, you know blood, you feel blood.

if we don’t die, you wanna get married?

we’re going to die, aren’t we?

there’s a psycho in a cloak and mask chasing us around and you want to go into a haunted house?

you sound like the hero in an action movie. no one talks like that.

what if it’s more than one person?

do you have your phone with you?

this isn’t nearly as fun as i imagined it would be.

this night needs to end.

that fucking carousel music. it’s going to be stuck in my head for days.

fair enough. conversation dead and buried.

ugh. i don’t want to talk about this anymore.

if i tried to do that, i’d break my neck.

dude, this isn’t school. you don’t have to raise your hand.

people like to think they can survive a dangerous situation.

look, you don’t have to if you don’t want too.

never mind getting caught, how are we going to get home?

i want to go to college next year, not prison.

we need to get it done so we can explore the creepy abandoned carnival.

if people don’t want to ride with me, i’m not going to hold them hostage.

why are we playing along with this circus?

i’d sooner die than be so close to a body of water.

we’re breaking into a carnival with all our friends.

i’m a bad enough driver as it is.

i know for a fact she almost didn’t get an invite.

i read about it in an article on women’s self-defense.

i wouldn’t call me names if i were you.

you’re not a teeny bit concerned i might try to finish the job later?

i paid attention and learned.

are we all getting the picture now?

i can’t carry you. you’ll have to stay here.

i didn’t want to leave her there. i had no choice.

check yourself and make sure you’re okay.

yeah and the brown stuff is dried blood.

scared your name will be there?

your story was hard to believe.

i don’t want you to be freaked out about something when it probably means nothing.

maybe you’re putting together a pattern that isn’t really there.

i noticed something weird. you can’t call me crazy if i tell you.

what if we’re the only ones left?

it’s not about physical strength. we’re smarter than him.

the clock is running out for some people.

take off your mask.

if you’re going to kill me anyway, you might as well tell me who you are.

maybe i’ll take her and leave her in chunks. maybe i already have.

it’s not about not liking you. i don’t particularly dislike any of you. 

i’m curious, have you wondered why i’m doing this? what’s my motivation?

if i were in your shoes, i’d have so many questions.

turn around and look at me. it’s hard to hear anything inside this mask.

this doesn’t feel like reality. is it? is this really happening?

don’t joke about [name] hurting people. 

let’s not get too upset. emotions breed mistakes.

i don’t want him to go to jail. i want him dead.

if i see him again, i’m going to take your hammer and bash his brains in.

i wish i’d drilled a hole in his head when i had the chance.

it’s like there’s a million spiders running down my neck.

he killed my best friend. if i get my chance, i’m going to make him pay.

i picked it up when we ran.

he’s in here somewhere.

we have to keep running or we have to find a better hiding spot.

we also have to be prepared to fight.

i’m gonna hurl. it smells like lemon, cheese and metal in here.

see. carousel as murder weapon.

i’m serious. this is life or death.

all you have to do is curl up like a kitty and fall asleep.

then he found me. the gross tongue mask from before.

can you come here? i’m so high i’m hallucinating. or i hope i am.

move as fast as you can while we still have light.

did you put your arm around me to guide me into the building or so i could hold you?

my immortal soul just drifted up. just now. it bloomed.

mmm, grilled cheese. i should of gotten another one at dinner.

if i have to fight him, i’m playing for keeps.

it could be anyone. we can let the cops play detective.

i’m less concerned with who he is and more concerned with getting out alive.

you think it’s the same guy?

that has nothing to do with right now.

did you think i wouldn’t see you?

are we going to make it out alive?

we’re going the long way around to the house of horrors.

will you please get off the ground?

there was supposed to be a guard here tonight, wasn’t there?

i’d rather die than eat anything sweet.

i’m not so high that i can’t outrun this guy or even take him down.

you can’t go looking for them alone.

[name] is dead and if we don’t leave this carnival, so are we.

if you want to leave, go.

i’m going to try to find the others.

i have no idea what you’re talking about. we gotta go.

something something no man left behind.

we. can’t. leave. them.

we won’t be able to help the others if we’re dead.

there is someone in a black hooded cloak and demon mask.

it’s a scare actor costume from the carnival.

we have to get outta here.

well, i welcome him to come to me, i’ll kick his fucking ass!

why do i automatically assume people are dead?

what if everyone is dead?

we’re more likely to be arrested than murdered.

one hour and i’ll be done. sixty little minutes and it’s over.

god, i really don’t want to be here.

if i stop, it’s over, i’m dead.

you never know if you’ll get stuck without a bathroom when you need it.

i can’t wrap my head around one person wanting us dead. what could we have done to two?

[lesbianspeedy]

Green Arrow Secret Files & Origins (2002)

Green Arrow: Stranded (2022)

[shesnake]

and this classic

[shitthepizza]

Send “Dear Diary” for a random excerpt from my muses diary.

[chancestander-deactivated202212]

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“Nah… all me.” Rex yawned. “Holdovers from trying to keep up with college courses and overcoming dour moods. Plus the dreams tend to be sweeter that way for some reason. Barring emergencies I can respond to right away, that is: Otherwise I’m off running, no matter the hour.”

With the afternoon arrival explained away, Rex scratched his head.

“Thought I’d make a quick pit stop before heading back home from something. Your neck of the woods wasn’t so far off. So here I am! Unless I came in at a bad time?…”

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He frowned dubiously at Rex for a moment.

"Uh, no. Feel free." Well, he might have had a lawyer tied up in the attic, but there was nothing wrong with letting her stew for a bit. "Mi casa, su casa and all that.

He stepped back from the door, yawning. Blame all this talk about twelve-hour naps. "Can't say what I wouldn't do for a decent night's sleep about now, come to think of it. Man was never made to be nocturnal."

"What've you been up to? And how did you find my house, anyway?"

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“goodnight  moon,  goodnight  tree.  goodnight  ghosts  only  i  can  see.”

@accruity - INCORRECT  QUOTES  GENERATOR  STARTERS.

"Sure." Great. Why not? There’s no telling whether the man is joking or delusional or actually a fucking medium, but it's hard to rule anything out these days.

He waves a hand in tired acknowledgement, only mostly joking. "Good night, Junker's friendly ghosts. Don't poltergeist anyone while he's gone."

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“i  slept  for  almost  twelve  hours.  but  i  might  still  be  tired.  let’s  go  for  twelve  more  just  incase.”

@chancestander - INCORRECT  QUOTES  GENERATOR  STARTERS.

"Is this, eh, normal for you space aliens? You got some kind of hibernation phase?"

"...Should I be concerned?"