#arrowsnsarcasm

[qu-tipie]

[TXT] : ignore that last message.

[Txt:] Oh heya! wait what message?

[Txt:] Wait was it that bad you hacked to delete it... cause I didnt get anything

[circus-stray]

It wasn’t his first time in Gotham, but it was his first time as Arsenal instead of Speedy. This time he wasn’t a sidekick, he was there working his own cases. He was crouched looking at a crime scene in detail when he realized he wasn’t alone.

“Not looking for a fight tonight, some come on out,” Roy told the shadows around him as he stood up and reached for his bow just in case.

There’s the sound of movement in the rafters directly above him as a body stretches out almost lazily. “Curious place to be if you’re not looking to fight, and especially if you’re dressed like that.”

[outlawknighted]

closed rp || @dc-rose-wilson

Jason noticed the difference immediately with his magic, waking up and blinking a few times as he stared at Roy. The archer had sat up and was sitting on the edge of the bed panicking.

“You’re safe here,” Jason told him immediately, just to ease his mind, reaching for Rose on his other side to wake her.

“The last time I was here—”

“Merlyn is gone,” Jason assured him quietly. “I’m assuming anons swapped you again, are things okay in your world? Is he safe?”

Roy sighed, shoulders slumped a bit, tapping the fingers of his prosthetic against his knee. “Relatively, but this is really bad timing. My husband just went through something, and he needs me.”

[arrowsnsarcasm]

Indie 18+ comic-centric Roy Harper account.

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.]

[sidebar by thejasontodd, icon by me]

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!

[cosmicshalla]

Starter for @arrowsnsarcasm

𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗌𝗆𝗈𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖤𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗁 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 — 𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽, 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗎𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖲𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗆𝗉 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗒, 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇.

“𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾,” 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝗇𝖾𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽, 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝗄𝗇𝗂𝖿𝖾. “𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍, 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍?” 𝖠𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗋, 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀. “𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇’𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇’ 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍. 𝖧𝗈𝗐 ‘𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖻𝖺𝖽?” 𝖲𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖺’𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒, 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗉 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗎𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾. “𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎,” 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆. “𝖫𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎.”

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁. “𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍? 𝖲𝗁𝖾’𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗌!” 𝗁𝖾 𝗃𝖾𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽, 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗀𝖾. 𝖲𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝗀𝗌. 𝖧𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖺 𝖼𝗋𝗒, 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗆𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌. “𝖨 𝗍𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎—𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇,” 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗆𝗅𝗒, 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄, 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖾𝖽. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽, 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌. “𝖸𝗈𝗎’𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄!” 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍𝖾𝖽, 𝗄𝗇𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽.

[dhampiravidi]

that dude with the red bow.

So the world had almost ended (again). The creepy light that'd filled up the sky for the past 3 hours faded & Batman had sent an "All Clear" over the comms (which she & Jason would never admit made them feel a thousand times better about the whole thing). But there was still a shit ton of rubble strewn everywhere from all the previous chaos, plus several dead aliens & sirens blaring...

It wasn't anything Jayn wasn't used to. The relief, wanting to drop onto the floor in a ball & cry before going directly home for a good shower & IMMEDIATE BEDTIME--yeah, normal. That happened every time things got out of hand on patrol. But she had to be a big girl & help the authorities clean up--after all, she'd signed up for the hero thing a long time ago.

A little kid waved to her, other hand clasped tightly by their parent. Jayn managed a (TIRED) smile & waved back, then cracked her back once the family walked inside. She looked around & was surprised to see someone who looked familiar.

"Hey! Redhead in the...red. Do I know you?" she called, from a few yards away. She wasn't a vigilante who usually left Gotham (at least, not since she'd returned to the city 2 years before), but she also didn't look anything like the aliens who'd just tried to invade. Hopefully, the person wasn't so spooked or confused that he took her for an enemy.

@arrowsnsarcasm

[qu-tipie]

Trays in the upright position

Harley turned the tracking on her phone back on for connivence. She rushed to her room to pack a quick change and slung the backpack upon her back before heading out on her bike.

For once Gotham seemed to have a lack in traffic. Perhaps because of summer. It wasn't exactly the destination people thought of for rest and relaxation. Taking the exit before the actual airport, she drove to the off beaten path. It once might have been a road, but now was littered with gravel and dirt road to a field edged with steel fencing. Putting the kick down she planted the motorcycle and leaned back against the seat. She debated reapplying lipstick or trying to look more put together but knew the reality was Roy most likely wouldn't have had her always put together. Maybe for his birthday if he was lucky.

It wouldn't be long till she heard someone approaching. For her sake she hoped it wouldn't be someone explaining private property or any other bullshit. No one came down here, which made it perfect to simply relax.

[rednprejudice]

Once Jason had went through the portal and made it into his apartment he took another shower, changed into pajamas, and then lay on his couch. He stared up at the ceiling as he felt like he was suffocating in the quiet of his empty apartment.

He took out his phone and dialed a number that in this world didnt go straight to voicemail like he was used to. Instead someone answered to which he responded "Sorry, wrong number.." then hung up and tossed his phone aside.

Only then after reminding himself he was completely alone, he curled up on the couch and fell asleep. He wanted to cry, desperately, but he had lost the ability to a long time ago.