at my core, i wasn't a hero. i was a hunter.

Tell your friends there's a hunter on the streets. This is my town now, and creeps like you are an endangered species.

[ollicqveen]

onehellofalawyer‌:

Foggy hadn’t expected a damn billionaire to walk into the office that day and kinda hated that Matt wasn’t there for him to hide behind. He’d always been the better talker of the two of them… “Uhh, yessir! That’s me.” He said, taking the man’s hand and aiming for a firm grip. The moment the man continued though it was like a different Foggy took over. ‘Legal Trouble.’ He must have meant Roy and that meant Roy’s custody battle, the in-depth workings of which weren’t any of this guy’s business. It wouldn’t be the first time a relative who’d thought they knew better had wanted to muscle in (or muscle him and Matt out) and he was not gonna have it. Roy trusted him and he wasn’t gonna let the guy down. “My firm is, yes.” he nodded, voice much calmer now, “It’s been a understandably distressing time for Roy, he needs his family around him right now.” But they didn’t mean he needed them going to see his lawyer behind his back.

Oliver nodded, looking around for a moment. “That’s not what I’m here about, however,” he replied, looking back. “I want to know more about your firm.” Oliver blinked a couple of times, his hands clasped behind his back as his eyes flicked towards the chair a couple of times. By his stature and by the way he held himself, Oliver showed that he commanded the room. It didn’t matter if this was Foggy’s office, Oliver was now in charge and he was going to be calling the shots, no matter what. He controlled the conversation. 

[ollicqveen]

renegadelantern‌:

“Helps if I stay full, so the fridge’s gotta stay stocked.” Hal nodded. He’d load up on anything so he felt too full to even want to look at a bottle. As Oliver spoke, Hal plopped down on the couch and shook his head. “Sorry, compadre— man down and he’s comfortable.” He snickered.

“Fair enough. We’re surprisingly bare in the pantry these days, but don’t worry. You’ll be back to my regularly scheduled hot pockets soon enough.” Oliver flicked water at Hal. “Don’t be an ass, you’re freeloading,” he pointed out before he took another swig of his water. “Not to mention I’m not scared to spit water on you.”

[ollicqveen]

captainsaralances‌:

“You know I would, but I don’t think you want your baby going back to the Crusades or strapped to Wally’s back zipping around town.” Sara was in a chair next to the couch, knees brought up to her chest as she watched Oliver quietly. He and Dinah were parents now and it made her eyes light up at the sight of it— to think she wasn’t even supposed to see this. “If you and Di ever wanna get away for a weekend, I’ll gladly take him. Has he met Lian yet? Or are you all keeping them separate until she gets over her stabbing phase?” She teased.

“You’re right, I rescind my offer,” he replied, rubbing his hands over his eyes. “He met Lian. I think. Dinah was there, I wasn’t, and from what I heard, Lian got jealous and then protective,” he joked lightly before he sat up from where he was lying on the couch. “You really like kids,” he said, a little surprised. “I have to admit, I didn’t expect it from the jet setting, time traveling heroine,” he pointed out. 

[ollicqveen]

arsxnalroy‌:

“Not really a surprise.” Roy sighed with a shrug, watching Jonas take Oliver’s finger. “We got one. Thanks…” Oliver didn’t offer his help to Roy six years ago and Roy didn’t want it now even when he did. The one time Roy ever let Oliver help him was only when Jason physically couldn’t, he still intended on keeping him at an appropriate distance from his life. “Whenever I’m pessimistic everyone tells me I’ve got nothing to worry about– but when I feel like I don’t have anything to worry about, everyone starts hitting me with the fact that Jade might be able to take her..”

Oliver pressed his lips together before he nodded. “Good thing. Who are you using?” he asked, fully prepared to start looking into them as soon as Roy left—he needed to make sure that they were good enough for his son, after all. Oliver wasn’t going to let something as big as this go without at least a little intervention from him. “I know what you mean,” he replied, shaking his head. “It’s going to work out. Even if it doesn’t work out entirely in your favor, you’ll figure everything out. You’ve been good at doing that on your own for a long time.”

[ollicqveen]

memoriesofkrypton‌:

“Oh please, Oliver. You’re not decrepit! I fought right next to you. I should know.” It had taken considerable focus and effort to keep up, which Kara had definitely enjoyed. She liked being pushed to perform better than her best. It was a challenge she was happy to accept. Shaking her head, she smiled faintly and put her hand on his arm. “You’re doing your best now. That’s all that matters. I know you’re going to be a great, Oliver. Anyone would be honored to have you as a dad.” 

“I’m absolutely decrepit. Everything under here? It’s all falling apart.” That was a bit of an exaggeration, but in all honesty, Ollie knew that he only had a few more years left as Green Arrow before he would have to consider hanging up the hood seriously. He wasn’t like Bruce, who could seemingly do this forever—he had limits and he had heirs. “Thanks for that one. It’s always good to hear that I’m not going to fuck this up too badly.”

[ollicqveen]

gxd-dess‌:

Goddess didn’t really bat an eye at the ages, in its infancy humanity had been procreating the second it was able to, that they waited until so long now was more confusing to her. “Oh, so you chose to love him?” she said, “Those bonds can be incredibly strong, though if I remember rightly,” from what she’d seen on the TV she’d been watching to learn, “Teenagers can be difficult at first.” She chuckled, “A smart girl, maybe she’ll be more willing to share when she gets older.” Some of her children had been the same way. “Oh I suspect many will be,” she smiled, “I just need to get some things sorted before I see him.”

Oliver nodded. “I did choose to love him,” he replied. Oliver didn’t say this enough to Roy—because why would he? Oliver never considered that saying these things to Roy might actually help mend their relationship. He assumed it went unsaid, he assumed that Roy wouldn’t even want to hear it from him, anyway. “That’s an understatement. You have no idea what I went through with mine,” he joked lightly. He had picked up kids who needed help—obviously, it wasn’t all smooth sailing. “Maybe, but I kind of like it. Reminds me of me.” He nodded, letting out a sigh. “I hope it works out, I really do.”

[ollicqveen]

masterofmagnetismx‌:

Erik raised an eyebrow and looked Oliver over, curious. “Grew out of it in favor of what? Charity work? Whose causes do you support now?” It was a genuine enough question, but he was obviously skeptical. Ollie was human, as far as he knew, which meant his default feeling toward him was suspicion at best.

“Difficult times tend to bring out the desire to drink more than suppress it. I can at least sympathize with that.” Erik didn’t allow himself many indulgences, but good wine and good liquor were almost a must. “I don’t think you’ll be accusing me of not caring,” he added, taking another sip of the scotch.

“Grew out of it in favor of family,’ He replied simply. In favor of being a hero, but he wasn’t going to say any of that. “I have four kids I have to take care of,” he added. Of course, Roy, Connor and Mia were too old now for Oliver to really take care of them, but that wouldn’t stop him from continuing to make sure that they were okay. 

He pressed his lips together for a moment. “And from what I hear, times like these push people to violence,” he said coolly. He didn’t take too kindly on interlopers like Erik in his city—if he was in his suit, he was sure he would be saying a lot more than he was. “No, I’m not accusing you of anything,” he replied.

[ollicqveen]

lilstrlrd‌:

Peter knew Foggy wasn’t going to like it, but he was used to being out and about, kicking ass and taking names. He was used to doing jobs and getting into trouble, and then finding himself out of said trouble, but not having a job was really taking its toll. Sure, he was starting to make friends with some of the city folk, but the majority of them had their own jobs to do, so Peter just felt like a weird third wheel.

With his own mask on, Peter looked up to where the voice had come from and cocked his head. The glowing from the goggles went unblinking. “Good eye. Who wants to know?” He called back, his hands now on his hips, though he had some kind of idea of who this guy was. Green? Check. Bow and arrow? Check. He had been around Barbara long enough to learn the names of some of the heroes she tended to work with, so he was fairly certain he knew exactly who this was. But, he’s been wrong before.

Oliver wasn’t sure who all the people flooding into the city were, but he knew that he wanted to vet all of them to the best of his ability. Oliver was the kind of person who needed to have a semblance of control over his home, if only because he knew how badly they had been hurt before—the last thing they needed was another interloper causing a scene and causing a mess in his town. 

He raised an eyebrow. “You came into my city and you don’t know my name? Pretty ballsy move, kid.” Anyone coming to Star City had to have heard of the emerald archer—hell, there was a statue of him in the park downtown from when he had died (and everyone assumed Green Arrow was dead, too, even though Ollie would come back sooner rather than later). The fact of the matter was that, for a long time, Star City was his city. He’d scare off any crime just by existing.

[ollicqveen]

the-tedkord‌:

“How you even compete with the likes of Stark will continue to baffle me until the end of my days.” Ted shook his head, he was joking but he was too tired to even waste energy in giving Oliver any signal of it. “If there comes a time where I can’t run KI, I’m going to put it straight into the ground with my last breath. No one’s getting a hold of any of this.” Deep down, Ted was selfish. This work dated back as far as his great-grandfather— he wasn’t going to give it up to someone not in the family. “Maybe someone else bragging for a change is what you need.”

“I can’t believe you’re being so rude to me. You’re the one who invited me here, you jerk, so just tell me what you want,” he said, shaking his head. Oliver raised his eyebrows. “Well, fair enough, I guess. That’s your name on the building, after all.” Oliver shook his head. “I think I’m good on any sort of bragging in my life,” he replied honestly. “I know I’m an ass but I think I’m tired of myself for the first time.”

[ollicqveen]

the-tedkord‌:

“God no.” Ted shook his head. “Me? Going into Queen’s place? I’d rather be caught dead.” He chuckled, a hand going over his stomach to exaggerate. “That’s one addiction I never intend on getting, so have fun with your baby fever or whatever they call it.” Ted mumbled, nodding to the dispersing crowd as they continued their night. “At least they’re not a bunch of desperate employees.”

“You’re so rude. You used to be nice to me, Ted, what happened to that? What happened to the guy who used to smoke weed on the roof of our parents parties?” he teased lightly, grinning at him. “Sure thing, Teddy, but you’re still coming by to see Jonas, right?” He looked around. “Yeah, I’m not great at the whole human resources thing.”

[ollicqveen]

sigynofloyalty‌:

@ollicqveen

After talking with Dinah,Sigyn made her way to the woman house. She parks her car in front of the address that Dinah gave to her and get out of the car. She stand in front of the other door and she knocked it. After some minutes she heard someone unlock the door and a man appear. “Oh hey. You’re Dinah husband?” she asked and stick her hand. “I’m Sigyn,nice to meet you. It’s Dinah inside?”.

Ollie raised his eyebrows at the woman at the door, running a hand through his hair but not shaking her hand yet. “Boyfriend,” he replied. “And baby daddy, if you want to go there,” he added. “Who are you? What do you want?” Oliver’s paranoia ran deep—he wasn’t going to let just anyone inside when Jonas was sleeping in there.

[itsboundtobetragic]

I loved Margaret. She was my best friend.

[ollicqveen]

gxd-dess‌:

Goddess had been the original to this universe, its first mother. Perhaps other’s in separate universes, since there were so many, had beaten her too it but here she’d felt that love between mother and child before any other being and her enforced separation from her beloved children had been perhaps the cruelest form of punishment her Husband could’ve met out. “Oh? How old is he?” she asked, “Sometimes, people are just born to be parents, they take to it so well, other’s need a little help.” she added, somewhat wryly, “I’m sure she was only teasing, or maybe she was protective of her food.” she chuckled, though it faded as she continued, “Yes, He was… He is, a very cruel man. One a part of me hopes never to see again but for my children, I’ll face him and win.” she nodded.

Oliver shook his head. “Roy’s 26. Hell, I’m not even 40 yet and I’m a grandfather. It’s not exactly the most heartening,” he joked lightly. He paused for a moment. “I adopted Roy. So it’s not like I had a kid when I was 13, I promise.” Ollie wrinkled his nose. “Very protective of her food, as I soon found out,” he replied. “She’s not letting anyone get in the way of her blueberries and baby carrots.” He pursed his lips lightly. There was something off about the way the woman was speaking, but he didn’t want to try and decipher her hidden meanings. He just knew that it was none of his business. “I’m rooting for you.”

[ollicqveen]

masterofmagnetismx‌:

“A wise decision.” Truly, Erik was only there to mind his own business. At least in the sense that he hadn’t gone in intending to cause any problems. He meant to enjoy the night with Anna, more or less.

He lifted his glass after Ollie did the same. “I assume the callout in the gossip pages didn’t have the same effect on you as it did Tony Stark. Or did he simply beat you to the punch?” Oliver Queen, Bruce Wayne, and Quentin Quire had all been named, too. Quire was the only other one he’d met personally and he would have wished that away if possible.

Oliver shook his head. “I’m too old for all this,” he said, letting out a soft huff of laughter. “I grew out of my party boy phase a long time ago.” That much, at least, was true—Oliver had long since stopped being the type to throw such large, expensive, and forgetful parties. 

He pressed his lips together for a moment before he took another swig of his drink. “Seems a little...vapid. Considering everything that’s going on.” He drummed his fingers lightly against the glass. “People are here pretending like what’s going on out there doesn’t matter so long as they can get drunk.”

[ollicqveen]

justicealwaysprevails‌:

It had been a long time since Bruce had attended a party like this, yet he had eased back into the role as if it were only yesterday. It benefitted him that this was Tony Stark’s party and he could mill about mostly unnoticed, except when someone did a double take, and then he was forced to answer questions about his business or one of the many charities Wayne Enterprises was currently donating too. Most of the conversations ended in giving out his card and requesting that they make an appointment through his secretary. He had no doubt he would be booked all week after this. For just a few seconds of peace, he stepped out to enjoy the air, through a door he assumed was easily overlooked in favor of the large pool and patio, but was surprised to find someone already there. “I’m sorry, I didn’t think anyone was out here.” 

Oliver shook his head, reaching a hand out to shake Bruce in a greeting. “It’s okay, it’s not like it’s my patio,” he teased lightly. “How’ve you been, Bruce?” Oliver hadn’t been seeing anyone from the Justice League all that much lately but he wanted to change that. While he and Bruce weren’t the best of friends, they also shared certain sensibilities and experiences that made it easier for the two of them to get along than some other members of the Justice League. They had grown up rather similarly—they had just reacted to those upbringings differently. 

[ollicqveen]

memoriesofkrypton‌:

Even though Kara had come to the party with Anton, she didn’t want to assume that it meant anything as to their relationship. They hadn’t discussed what their status was - and she was too nervous to ask. Maybe it didn’t even matter. She loved being around him and she always had a good time with him. Being by his side gave her a newfound sense of confidence; it made her remember why she’d always had faith and maintained what optimism she could despite everything she’d been through. She clasped her hands together as she looked at each picture of Jonas, unable to contain a bright, excited smile. “Look at him! He looks just like you, Ollie! He’s so adorable, I want to meet him eventually! How is Dinah? She must be head over heels.”

Oliver laughed, swiping through to another picture. “He’s the cutest little thing. He’s like me but without all the decrepit shit that comes along with being old,” he said, shaking his head. “Dinah is obsessed with being a mom. I think she really, really loves it,” he said. “And I love being his dad. I love being a dad, even if I’ve been kind of shit at it before,” he admitted with a grimace. He pressed his lips together for a moment. “But Jonas is going to change all that. I’m going to be really, really good for him.”

[ollicqveen]

gxd-dess‌:

She smiled, this human clearly loved all his offspring, it elevated him somewhat in her opinion, highlighted what her own Husband had been so lacking in. “They all sound like quite the crew, no wonder you mentioned it being work.” she chuckled slightly, “And your eldest has a daughter? So you’re a grandfather? I recently found out I’m a grandmother myself.” She thought of Anton, “The love just carries on.” she sighed, “My children… Their father was, is a cruel man. They felt abandoned by him and when I tried to intervene for them he forced me away too, for a long time.” she swallowed, “But we’re all fighting to be in each other’s lives now. It’s tough when they leave, but it’s even harder when you’re forced away.”

Oliver, despite not knowing what he was doing when it came to his children, loved them dearly. Without his own parents to take care of him and show him how it was done, he was a bit lost trying to figure out how to properly take care of a kid, but with each one, he slowly got better. He was sure he was going to continue to slowly get better—he had to. Those kids deserved better than what he was giving them. Oliver nodded. “Yeah, and way too young to be one, too,” he said, shaking his head. “But I love that kid, too, even if she did try to stab me with a plastic knife one time.” He pursed his lips slightly, listening seriously. “I hope that you can reconnect with them,” he said, nodding. “It’s unfair of him to keep you from them.”