rules: 1) don’t be an asshole 2) multi shipper (see read more below for verses) will only ship with 18+ writers/characters 3) au’s and elseworlds welcome 4) ooc and oc blogs are welcome to interact too! 5) no magic mind altering anons as Lucifer has safeguarded his mind and Zee put extra protections there, sorry! 6) this blog does not support creative ai of any kind, and you do not have my consent to use anything we write to train ai.
Please no minors, given the content that comes with writing a character like this.
Storylines I’d love to explore in prose listed HERE.
[please keep in mind that by nature of his characterization this blog will deal with themes such as drug and alcohol addiction and nsfw scenarios that may not always be tagged. ((Mun has very few triggers but if you want something tagged for blacklisting feel free to ask!)) Mun is over 18 and will write nsfw. Filter tw: suggestive and tw: nsfw to avoid.]
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Headcanons that probably matter and verses:
HEADCANONS
-> Currently using the alias Arsenal
-> Has his canonical adhd
-> They’ve retconned his age so much it’s confusing, but he’s around Dick’s age, which means only a couple years older than Jason, so it’s not weird. Don’t make it weird. I’ve been writing him at around 25.
-> Roy is a pansexual mess who will flirt with anyone of age who breathes, but he’s also fiercely loyal, so if you can look past that you’ve got a goofy friend for life.
-> After Amanda Waller faked her death and stole her, raising her to be a warrior, Lian is back as a teenager now who kept getting portalled around, and received training from Catwoman too.
-> His romantic thing with Cheshire is over, but he still co-parents with her and acts as civil as he can for their daughter’s sake.
-> He was raised by Brave Bow before Ollie, so he has that Diné (Navajo) background/heritage and tattoo that signifies he’s part of their family still. (Traditionally body markings are actually taboo to Navajo, but DC made this canon so I’m sticking to it. I was calling it ‘Navajo’ because it is the English term since I’ve seen online spaces with members using the term themselves, not to be disrespectful, but going forward Roy will refer to it as Diné.) He speaks the language and has taught Lian.
-> He is a recovering addict. He will not drink or do drugs with your muse, and if he does that means he needs help. Killer Croc (Waylon Jones) is still his sponsor.
-> Lost his arm, quite poetically, in a fight with @mank1ndsbadhab1t of all people, like the addict he is.
-> I’ve read everything I can find involving Roy, including wfa, so he’s a mix of different DC canons with those backgrounds when needed.
✨ VERSES ✨
-> Lore
-> Hellverse: verse with @john-brendan-knowles. Roy and John are now married. Donna has also claimed him in an Amazonian ritual as her lover. Due to time spent in Hell after Lian’s “death,” he is 34 there, but still looks mid twenties since he has demonic blood and ages slower. And he has wings thanks to Raven! Lian is back and a teenager now after shenanigans with Waller.
-> Starbird: verse with @gothams-star-seeker and @wally-is-fast @jason-is-alive. He’s on good terms with Jade in this verse too. Roy is also currently a werewolf.
-> Lostarrow: a universe in which Jade never told Roy about Lian, and he’s only just met her as a teenager. Navigating trying to get to know his daughter while having unresolved feelings about Jade.
-> Merlyn: in this verse, Roy was raised and trained by Malcolm Merlyn instead of Oliver Queen. In fact, he killed the Ollie of that universe to claim his title as best archery marksman. He also spent some time with the League Of Assassins there and is an active enemy of the Titans. He’s known as the Dark Archer, a title Merlyn gave him. He was never an addict in this world and was raised Catholic. (I will, on occasion and by request, write Jason in this verse too, [ @outlawknighted ] and Dick.)
-> Coming Soon (hit up my inbox if interested!)
I tag posts to keep track of them, not to set anyone apart as special, so don’t read too much into it!
The deepness of his kiss made her loose herself. It was like being back in high school when your hormones weren't in check and all that mattered in the moment was the guy you had a crush on. No carries or worries, and even if they got caught she wouldn't deny catching feelings.
" You taste so good," she muttered against his lips as a hand began stroking him gently.
“Fuck,” he whispered against her lips when he felt her hand start to work him over. She seemed to know just how to touch him already. “You can taste whatever you want, Quinn,” he assured her.
Roy frowned at that, wondering what kind of man Jade’s boyfriend must be to make Lian not want to be there. But it wasn’t his place to worry, was it? She’d robbed him of that too.
He sent his location, a cafe near where he was staying.
What? Babe, do you know why she's so good with nature magic? Because of her heritage. She is super connected to nature and animals. She just goes quiet because she's probably upset she missed all of that growing up. She loves that part of who she is. We should try to teach her the language again, I mean, you should and id back you up with it.
She is very strongly connected to nature, my uncle even said it. Your pancakes are one of her favorite meals, too. Maybe you should start with cooking more of your food. And we can talk in your language at home if you want. I could use the practice.
He smiled and nodded. “Yeah,” Roy agreed. “Hopefully it won’t be overwhelming for her. Meeting people I’m close to seems to make her feel mixed emotions.”
This time when he showed up he knew what he was in for. He hadn’t texted ahead because she might have told him not to come. Knocking on the door, Roy waited and braced himself for one of the hardest conversations of his life.
"Coming!" Donna replied, opening the door. Her hair was in a messy bun and there was paint on her cheek. She wore a smock, and faded jeans that were splattered in paint, feet bare.
"You saying that doesn't help. When you relapsed, I never said tomorrow I'll yell at you for breaking a sobriety." Donna told him, and she got up to put the dishes in the sink.
Rose had only got up to go to the restroom, pulling a bathrobe on.
She tried not to disturb Jason and Rose, wadding to their connecting restroom.
She rubbed her belly as she went, eyes closed.
Then when she was done, a strange wetness came out of her.
Rose slowly stood up, finally noticing her belly was lower than usual.
"Oh no..." she said, wincing as she felt a wave of contractions hit her, gripping the bathroom counter. She wasn't aware of her movements, soap and hairbrushes falling on the floor loudly.
( @dc-rose-wilson )
Harper ran in, fearing that she’d maybe passed out, arms around her. “What is i—oh,” he realized what was happening. “Jason?”
Jason rushed when Harper used his full name, pausing in the bathroom doorway. “Get her to the bed. I can clean up with mess with magic later,” he told Roy.
“Come on babe,” Harper directed Rose towards the bed.
“The apparent sexual chemistry?” Grayson offered as he pet Haley.
“What did I say about shutting up,” Harper told him, and he genuinely was blushing now. “We’re together in John’s world,” he told her, since he wasn’t going to be a coward about it. “Just gets me thinking.”
"I said I've never done that. I didn't say I didn't want to."
Rose peeked at Jason, grinning at him as she took his hand.
"Alright, enough flirting you two. Go set up the table and Jason and I will finish up here. Grayson, do you mind checking on the cheesy garlic bread in the other stove?" Rose asked.
“I’m fine,” Harper insisted as he helped set the table. He just wasn’t used to people wanting to spend time with him without wanting something in return.
Jinx appeared in your bedroom out of nowhere when john and jason were on a date there, cuddling while watching tv and she was rude to jason and got mad when john asked her to leave
I don’t know that I should get in the middle of that…
Listen, my guy is doing his best with the info that was dropped on him which is basically that Lian already has a family Jade didn’t include him in, which in turn feeds into his canonical insecurities of never being good enough (thanks Ollie). He doesn’t know John’s not a replacement yet, because how could he? He just knows Jade is happy with someone else and he lost everything for ever getting with her. I’m just trying to keep him away from ledges.
What? Babe, do you know why she's so good with nature magic? Because of her heritage. She is super connected to nature and animals. She just goes quiet because she's probably upset she missed all of that growing up. She loves that part of who she is. We should try to teach her the language again, I mean, you should and id back you up with it.
She is very strongly connected to nature, my uncle even said it. Your pancakes are one of her favorite meals, too. Maybe you should start with cooking more of your food. And we can talk in your language at home if you want. I could use the practice.
This time when he showed up he knew what he was in for. He hadn’t texted ahead because she might have told him not to come. Knocking on the door, Roy waited and braced himself for one of the hardest conversations of his life.
"Coming!" Donna replied, opening the door. Her hair was in a messy bun and there was paint on her cheek. She wore a smock, and faded jeans that were splattered in paint, feet bare.
"You saying that doesn't help. When you relapsed, I never said tomorrow I'll yell at you for breaking a sobriety." Donna told him, and she got up to put the dishes in the sink.
What? Babe, do you know why she's so good with nature magic? Because of her heritage. She is super connected to nature and animals. She just goes quiet because she's probably upset she missed all of that growing up. She loves that part of who she is. We should try to teach her the language again, I mean, you should and id back you up with it.
Rose had only got up to go to the restroom, pulling a bathrobe on.
She tried not to disturb Jason and Rose, wadding to their connecting restroom.
She rubbed her belly as she went, eyes closed.
Then when she was done, a strange wetness came out of her.
Rose slowly stood up, finally noticing her belly was lower than usual.
"Oh no..." she said, wincing as she felt a wave of contractions hit her, gripping the bathroom counter. She wasn't aware of her movements, soap and hairbrushes falling on the floor loudly.
( @dc-rose-wilson )
Harper ran in, fearing that she’d maybe passed out, arms around her. “What is i—oh,” he realized what was happening. “Jason?”
Jason rushed when Harper used his full name, pausing in the bathroom doorway. “Get her to the bed. I can clean up with mess with magic later,” he told Roy.
“Come on babe,” Harper directed Rose towards the bed.
“The apparent sexual chemistry?” Grayson offered as he pet Haley.
“What did I say about shutting up,” Harper told him, and he genuinely was blushing now. “We’re together in John’s world,” he told her, since he wasn’t going to be a coward about it. “Just gets me thinking.”
"I said I've never done that. I didn't say I didn't want to."
Rose peeked at Jason, grinning at him as she took his hand.
"Alright, enough flirting you two. Go set up the table and Jason and I will finish up here. Grayson, do you mind checking on the cheesy garlic bread in the other stove?" Rose asked.
This time when he showed up he knew what he was in for. He hadn’t texted ahead because she might have told him not to come. Knocking on the door, Roy waited and braced himself for one of the hardest conversations of his life.
"Coming!" Donna replied, opening the door. Her hair was in a messy bun and there was paint on her cheek. She wore a smock, and faded jeans that were splattered in paint, feet bare.
"You saying that doesn't help. When you relapsed, I never said tomorrow I'll yell at you for breaking a sobriety." Donna told him, and she got up to put the dishes in the sink.
She smirked only to shrink back at Roy's touch. She submitted to his charm letting him fill her mouth with the deepness of his kiss. Instead of meeting him with the same rawness, Harley lightened up. Her kisses were lingering growing in deepness when there was spike in enjoyment.
Her grip weakened as fingers began to roam over his arms. Just when their kisses paused, Harley gave Roy the controller. "You want tha' honors of goin' upstairs."
“I’m up for almost anything right now, quite literally,” he assured her. He was getting hard again, which really was a testament to how compatible they seemed to be.
Pressing the control in the mechanical crane hoisted the bed up like an elevator to the top of the catwalk. She held onto Roy to assure that she wasn't about to knock him off.
"Follow me then. At least now I promise a proper locked door," she said taking his hand as they walked down the expanded metal aisle to the third door.
Once opened it revealed a luxurious red and black gothic bedroom. It was the likes one could only imagine Dracula would be in. On closer inspection it seemed almost all the furnishings were ripped off of old opera sets or backdrops.
Playfully flopping onto the bed she allowed her hair to fan out. Blushing at the site of his nude body Harley bit her bottom lip. "You know if you keep gripping yourself I'm gonna think I'm helping you out at all," she teased unsure if he was going to come join her.
She laughed at his jest, but everything in her didn't wish for his green eyes to wonder far. Crawling forward from where she perched on the bed, her eyes remained constant as her hand moved across his knuckles as if to ask if she could hold him.
Her curiosity didn't end there though. Harley brushed her lips hesitantly against the head of Roy's cock, before at long last offering stolen kisses and affectionate smooth passes with her tongue.
He kissed her back like she was the only person in the world that mattered, and for the moment she was. Roy was very good at giving his partners the attention they deserved in the moment.
Nothing is better than this... you know? Laying with you in our bed. Just us two. Cuddling, talking about how much we love each other... we're so sappy
I knew I was going to fall and was falling for you when you asked me if we were just going to fuck or if I wanted more. I didn't have to think about it much, I wanted you for real. But I knew you were the love of my life when you risked your life coming to help me when I was high as a kite after my dad and uncle told you stay away from me. I loved you already then, but I knew it was more than just love when you came for me.
Roy laughed at that, shaking his head a bit. “I’d face off with gods and demons alike for you.” He leaned in to kiss him again, like that proved his point.
“Sometimes I need the reminders,” he admitted, smile a little sad, arms around his husband. For all his bravado and arrogance in public, he had his doubts in private.
I have no problem reminding you... showing you how beautiful you are. If we didn't have a teen daughter id say make an Instagram and watch people thirst over you
He chuckled.
But if you go on like, fan forums for heroes you'll see the very messed up things people want you to do to them... me included
John smirked. He knew his husband was both insecure and had a big ego. He also had no problem praising him nonstop.
“I never got to play Tooth Fairy. Do you think Waller gave her money when her adult teeth were coming in?” It was a stupid thing to mourn, but it was the little childhood things that he’d missed that mattered to Roy. “Do you think she taught her how to braid her hair and sang her to sleep?” He knew the answer, but maybe he was looking for a lie.
You read her bed time stories, I sang her to sleep, I braided her hair and you made her toys. For as little time as we had with her, we did all of those things. We took her to her first day of school. We did the background checks on her teachers and sent dex to watch over her.
“I know, but she doesn’t remember most of that. I asked her if she had happy moments, and she was honest that there weren’t a lot. It breaks my heart to think about,” he explained.
They were very crappy years, babe. But thr good thing is, when she dies she would have spent more time with us than without. She is home... and we've got a lot of time left with her.
There were tears in his eyes as he thought back to the body they’d buried. “I thought she’d be at peace. I never wanted that life for her. I hope you’re right that we’re giving her better memories now.”
Youre mine... I've marked you and married you, i cant be more possessive than I already am. I just dont tend to be insecure, hard to be when I know you love me more than probably anyone else aside from our daughter. And I feel the same about you.
“I’d tattoo your name somewhere if it wasn’t so tacky,” Roy joked. Because, yeah, he felt the same. He utterly adored John, in ways he hadn’t thought was even possible.
I actually thought about doing it before... but then I realized that all this drawings you've giving me, particularly the one thats just like your tattoo... those are just like having your name.
And you dont have to tattoo my name... you've got this mark... and that is my last name in a way, too.
“Should you ever need help and I’m not there for whatever reason any Diné person will know what your mark means and treat you like family,” he promised. “I want to offer Lian the tattoo too, but I’m not sure how she feels about ink, and I don’t want her to feel pressured into it.”
John knew Roy would understand how big that statement was. His views on family were fundamentally different from Roy's, but loving him meant loving where he came from and all of who he was.
“Maybe. She can get quiet when I bring up my heritage though. I don't think she feels connected to it the same way, which is fine, even if it hurts a little.” He was more than used to ignoring his own feelings when it came to parenting though.
