#roy harper

[geasthewritingrat]

Roy: eat shit Wally: DONNAAAAAAAA ROY'S BEING A PRICK Wally: no you dont care Wally: GAAAAAAAAARTH ROY'S BEING A PRICK

[nashuwusshit]

JayRoy is so Mickey Milkovich and Ian Gallagher coded man, Jason is Mickey cause he’ll definitely would be an unexpected Bridezilla, plus the dynamic of best friends to lovers but they still talk to each other like they used to is just so *chefs kiss*

[wonderrheartt]

WHEN YOU'RE GONE

true love's kiss with ROY HARPER

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contains: princess and her knight trope!

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"WE WERE MADE FOR EACH OTHER."

You laid deep in slumber, yearning for the day your eyes would open once again. Your arms positioned nicely and your hands resting on top of your torso. Lips dry and parched from the lack of hydration and missing your favourite balm, and your hair laid neatly against the pillow. You had been waiting for months for your true love to appear and kiss you out of your cursed state. Only for each prince to fail leaving you in your comatose state. Your father had sent out letters and letters, knights and his own guards to bring back nobles to awaken you, the shame and pain of each failure wrecking everyone’s involvement.

Your heart had one true love and that was your personal knight — the one who braided your hair, brought you jewellery he had made, let you “run” off into the forest and each time he acted like he caught you. You loved adventures, and that's how you found yourself in this predicament. You unknowingly trusted a witch, who laid this curse onto you. Your knight found your helpless body lying on the green grass surrounded by flowers and animal life.

Now you were stuck in your tower, with your beloved knight who was stuck watching countless princes and noble men kiss you.

One day, Sir Roy finally had the guts to kiss you — hoping he could awaken you.

Roy missed his princess, the one that would drive him crazy, the one that would send him on tasks just to escape the kingdom for a while. The one that was set to marry a prince from a fellow kingdom — only for the curse to thankfully spoil those plans.

“Whoever awakens the princess, gets to marry her.” Echoed in his head, and Roy wished that it could be him. He didn't want to marry into the royal family for money, or power… but for you.

He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. Brushing the strands of hair out of your face, while licking his lips. Closing his eyes slowly as he leaned in and finally brushed his lips against yours. Roy kissed you gently, and pulled back — his eyes slowly opening and sighed when it appeared you were still asleep.

He turned his back towards your sleeping body, and began standing up. Only to find a warm hand touching his arm, he looked back at you, your eyes heavy with sleep and your lips parted. “Roy… What happened?”

The butterflies in his chest flew rapidly, and the smile on his face grew more intense as he began the realization that you're his true love.

"You're finally awake, your highness."

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[glorioleapri]

Roy Harper after any mistake: I am a worthless human being and all my friends should hate me

[herringbonestitch]

I need help from all the Roy fans out there! And with that I mean the people that have read his story in comics and have a real grasp of his characters and morals.

Can someone explain to me in detail how exactly he is mischaracterized when he is paired with Jason? What would he think of him if it wasn't for that change in his personality? How would their dynamic be? I'm asking this because their dynamic already gives me a bad vibe (mainly because of the age difference) and I want to have a better understanding as to why.

Thank you!!

[toomanyf4ndoms77]

Teen Titans (1966) Issue #50.

Hey, Roy, how about you don't refer to Donna as your territory.

[dearest-dirt]

You Were Never Messy (Roy Harper x Reader)

Chapter Specific Warning: Tooth Rotting Fluff

Overall Warning: Cheating, Angst, Argument, Unplanned Pregnancy, Single Parent, Eventual Happy Ending, Emotional damages, Probably OOC description of children idk man i don't know any of them, Second Chances, Fluff

Chapter Word Count: 820

Chapter: 11/11

Reader is Female.

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Author's Note: Thank you so much for reading!! <3 I hope you enjoyed my work!! :) Please reblog. Also, thank you to my beta! You're the best! <3

Summary: A knock on your door destroys your life. A few years later there's another knock on your door, but this time it's not as awful.

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Epilogue

“Dad, stop being so nervous, you’re stressing us out,” Arlo said and Lian nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, as much as I hate to admit it, dumb head is right. You’ve got nothing to worry about.” 

“Shut up, stupid face.” 

“Dad, he called me stupid face.”

“She called me dumb head first.” 

“Knock it off both of you,” Roy was pacing between the kitchen and the living room. The two preteens glared at each other before sticking out their tongues to antagonize one another. “Okay, you guys remember what to do and when?” 

“Yes, Dad,” they stated in unison, annoyed at the amount of time he had asked them that. 

“Okay, just making sure.” They heard the car pull up. “Okay, she’s here. She’s here. Places everyone.” He practically shrieked.

“I don’t know what he’s so nervous about, she’s gonna say yes.” Arlo stated matter-of-factly making his way to the front door with Lian.

“Right? Looking at him now, who would believe he’s a full time vigilante? Not me.”

“Exactly.” Both kids snickered as they waited for you. 

“We’re home,” you stated, opening the front door carrying a small enthusiastic toddler in your arms. 

“Hi, mom.” The kids at the door said in unions. “We’ll take the baby, we wanna show her something.” You raised your eyebrow at the two kids in front of you. 

“Okay,” you said suspiciously, “be careful.” 

“We will.” One of them said while the other took the excited toddler and disappeared up the stairs in your new house. You pivoted to lock the door behind you, wondering what they were up to. You turned around and took a few steps inside, rose petals were scattered everywhere, a few candles were lit, and soft romantic music was coming from somewhere in the house. 

“Roy” you called out, making your way into the house.

“Hi,” he said when you go to the middle of the living room.

“What’s all this?” You smiled as he made his way towards you. 

“What’s what?”

“The flowers, candles, music, and,” the smell of your favorite dish hitting you, “dinner?”

“I made your favorite.” He said, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“It’s not my birthday or Mother’s Day.”

“Why? Am I only allowed to be extra romantic on those days?” He snickered.

“Well, of course not.” You pecked his lips. “But this just seems a bit excessive for a date night.” 

“Well, it’s more than a date night.”

“Huh?” Before you could ask what he meant by that. He got down on one knee. Oh shit, you thought, holy fucking shit. Before he could even say anything you blurted out a “yes.”

“But, I didn’t even ask yet. I could’ve been asking anything and you just said yes.”

“Sorry, sorry. Go ahead.” You already had happy tears in your eyes.

“Told you she would say yes,” a voice rang out from about. 

“And you didn’t even have to ask her,” followed another voice. 

“Will you all let me talk?” Roy huffed with exasperation. He took your hands into his. “I love you. You have given me more than I could’ve ever imagined, more than I deserve. And I’m so thankful for that. I’m so glad that the universe created you and put you in my life. Because I can’t see my life ever being this wonderful, in any other way, especially without you. I’m so enamored, inspired, and in love with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, every last  second, every last breath. So will you do me the honors and be legally Mrs. Harper?” Before you could answer he shushed you, “Let me ask the damn question with the stereotypical words first.” He let go of your hands to pull out the box. “Will you marry me?” 

“Yes. Of course, I will. You know I’ll marry you. A million times yes.” You smiled through tears. He smiled back, slipping the ring onto your finger. You looked at him as he got up off the floor. You pulled him into a passionate kiss, pulling away only when you ran out of breath but still laying sweet and loving kisses on each other’s lips. “I love you,” you whispered between one of the kisses. 

“Thanks, you too,” he smiled back. Roy started saying that as a joke to annoy you and now it had become your family’s habit to respond with that. You laughed and kissed him again, as if on cue, flowers started to rain down from above. 

“You were supposed to throw those when I put on the ring,” Roy said, pulling away, to the three kids up above.

“Opps, sorry.” They muttered, coming down the stairs. 

“Do you like the ring?” He asked you. 

“I love it,” you said looking at it. He smiled at you as he picked up your toddler and he pulled the five of you into a big family hug.