#lostarrow

[arrowsnsarcasm]

[lost arrow] she texted him a few hours after leaving the house

📱: yoo wyd

@smilekitty-lharper

📱: honest answer?

📱: sharpening my knives

📱: not much to do here

[clawsoffury]

Two days for jade were a shit ton more days for John down in hell, but he came back to her like he promised. He was a bit bruised and definitely too tired to do anything but collapse on her bed, but he came back.

@john-brendan-knowles

Lost arrow

She followed in after him and sots next to him

"what happened down there?" She runs her fingers through his hair softly

[smilekitty-lharper]

[LostArrow AU]

Lian had been out all night, which was normal for her. When she got home she climbed into her bedroom window and set her cheshire mask down in the bottom drawer closing it with her foot. Then she walked out into the main area of the apartment and went to grab some water from the sink.

@clawsoffury

[jthething]

[lost arrow au]

Lian had seen some articles and posts about a gang in the area she had taken it upon herself, without permission from her mom, to keep an eye on them.

She might've also found out they have pretty good quality drugs. She was standing on the rooftop watching them and staying hidden from their views, well most of their views..

@smilekitty-lharper

[lost arrow au James is gender bent :) ]

James was smoking, standing slightly off from the rest of the group.

She flicks the ashes off her joint and then gives Lian a side glare

[ofrevival]

@lostarrow​​  |  plotted starter.

                    jason  drags  a  dirtied  rag  over  calloused  hands,  wiping  away  as  best  he  can  the  grease  and  oil  of  a  long  afternoon.  his  bike  is  not  quite  yet  at  the  performance  level  he’d  like  it  to  be;  though  today  at  least   has  been  a  good  enough  start.  just  as  practiced  hands  reach  for  another  tool,  his  phone  vibrates  against  the  surface  of  the  table,  calling  for  attention,  which  jason  gives.  the  screen  lights  up  with  a  single  text  about  dinner,  to  which  jason  writes  back  a  short  reply  &  the  promise  to  be  back  soon.  standing  up  with  a  long  exhale,  jason  stands,  hits  the  lights  and  plunges  the  workshop  into  darkness  once  more.  grabs  his  bag,  and  his  phone,  and  locks  up  for  the  evening.

                    the  shop’s  not  a  far  ride,  the  building  chosen  and  bought  for  that  exact  reason;  just  isolated  enough  to  prevent  him  being  disturbed,  but  close  enough  to  the  rest  of  the  city  that  his  own  abode  and  anything  else  he  might  need  isn’t  too  distant.  he  parks  the  bike  around  the  other  side  of  the  building,  taking  the  back  stairs  up  to  the  third  floor.  keys  jingle  in  his  pocket  as  he  seeks  them  out,  but  before  he  can,  the  door  swings  inward,  and  a  beaming  young  face  peers  up  at  him.  

                    “ gotcha!! ”    jason  grins,  brows  raised,  as  little  lian  harper  tugs  at  his  pant  leg,  victory  in  her  bright  eyes.  he  toussles  her  hair.    “ yeah,  sure  did  kiddo.  now  c’mon,  scooch,  lemme  put  my  bag  down. ”    he  steps  inside  finally  and  shuts  the  door  behind  himself.

                    it’d  been  a  few  weeks  since  roy  &  lian  had  shown  up  on  jason’s  doorstep,  in  need  of  somewhere  to  stay  for  a  while.  jason  hadn’t  asked  too  many  questions  then;  still  hasn’t.  figured  roy  would  spill  when  he  was  ready  to.  speaking  of  whom  -  jason  calls  out  further  into  the  apartment.    “ not  burnin’  my  kitchen  down  in  there,  are  you? ”    his  voice  teasing.

[druglcrd-arc]

brat.

      u love it

[bluedwingarchive]

“dick grayson sucks” well yeah, you’d know, wouldn’t you Roy??? ;)

[offthearrowshelf]

Well new metal detector appears to work. Found one of the lost arrows. #archery #fieldarchery #archerypractice #metaldetecting #lostarrow https://www.instagram.com/p/BoOVSm4BDEI/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=xqnzhsq6pkpz