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[[my hand is killing me and i can barely keep my eyes open

i’ll be on skype (quicksilvermaximoff) and kik (mechanicalpoet) tomorrow if anyone wants to chat while i’m at work. beta testing and debugging so i could use the company]]

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You guys should follow this cutie bby roy b/c this roy is the cutiest cutie cute

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kidflxsh:

cadmusarcher:

"And now who’s fault is that?" Roy nudged him playfully. "Your one-man fan club’s great for my ego."

Roy was never sure what had tipped him off about Wally’s home life. It was just a lot of little things, and his parents had always given him a weird vibe. Roy had never been the type to be vocal about his affection. But he had never had a problem doling out affectionate gestures and praise.

Roy laughed and nuzzled him. “You so would.”

     "You’re delusional,the speedster snorted, nudging Roy right back. As if your ego needs to be any bigger.

The archer wasn’t too far off, in actuality. Wally adored Roy; that was no secret. His pseudo-big brother had a place in the younger redhead’s heart that no one else could fill. 

Wally made a face, scooting a little closer and giving in, though green eyes still flickered with undying mischief. Alright, maybe. But it’s your fault. You’re the one who got me attached.

"Hey, nothing’s wrong with my ego. It’s just big enough."

One of Roy’s hands found Wally’s, absently lacing their fingers. It was an old habit. Roy was tactile. Maybe it was a part of using his hands so much growing up. But knowing Wally was there wasn’t the same as feeling it, even with the speedster practically curled up against him. 

Roy laughed a little. He gave Wally a quick kiss on the forehead. “I’m cool with that.”

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Roy let out a shaky sigh and wiped his eyes. “Are you really not that person anymore?” he asked his voice cracking. “I think you are. I just think you don’t want to be. You don’t want that weight of responsibility. You don’t want to feel the guilt for things that you shouldn’t be feeling guilty about to begin with. But… you… you’re killing yourself and I… I can’t watch it. I… I miss you…. I really miss you….” he trailed off as he ran his hands through his hair and tried not to break down.

"You can make instant mac and cheese too…. It’s not great but it’s edible."

Red choked on a sob. “I can’t be strong like that anymore. I’m tired of always fighting.” There was too much to feel guilty about to not feel guilty. Even this was making him feel guilty. “I’m not. I know it seems like but I’m- I’m not. This is- it makes me not want to kill myself. You don’t know- how bad it gets, without out.” He’d never told anyone about it before. Only Jade. But he hadn’t so much told her as much as she caught on to it. It was why she’d never faulted her for always going back to it. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry, baby boy. I wish I could be better for you but I’m- I’m not.”

Red smiled a little. “Don’t we pretty much live on edible?”

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Indie Post-Invasion RP Blog

  • Mun and muse are 20+
  • Very NSFW, contains various triggers
  • Mun has 2+ years experience RPing, 1+ year as Roy
  • Mun and muse are 20+
  • Crossover friendly, will play with other fandoms
  • Open to plots and AUs
  • Will do script and para, varying length
  • Askbox is always open
  • Skype, kik, and iMessage available for plotting or general chatting
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Roy frowned and bit his lip. It hurt. It hurt to hear Red talk about him like that. “The only reason I chose to fight with you is because I need you and over half the time you aren’t even there. You are so high that I can’t get a response from you unless you get mad…” he trailed off as he looked away trying his best to hide the tears gathering in his eyes.

"I didn’t think it was possible either…" he stated just above a whisper focusing on keeping his voice steady.

"You know you can make scrambled eggs in the microwave. That’s kinda healthy, right?"

Red was too busy trying to keep himself together to notice the tears. “I respond. I’m always here, you just- you want the me that doesn’t exist anymore. You want the me that brought you home and I’m not- I’m not.” He coughed at the tightness in his chest. The need to shoot up was getting unbearable. He whined and squeezed his eyes shut.

"I didn’t know that. You can make potatoes, too."

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Whoohooo I’m going as Red Arrow to Anime Nebraskon!

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"Uh-huh. Do you need a Roy Harper support group?"

Roy stroked Wally’s hair. Even from the first time they met, Roy had become fairly attached to Wally. The kid was kind of adorable, even though it had taken him some time to understand the speed talk. Roy hadn’t really known what to do about him until he discovered that all Wally needed was a little love and attention. And Roy had plenty of that to give.

"You kidding?" Roy snorted. "I couldn’t. You’d be clinging like a frigging monkey." He wrapped his arms around Wally with a whiney, "Roooy just leaaaave me," and kissed his cheek.

Wally snorted, elbowing Roy softly in the chest. You’re so full of it, Arrowhead.

The fingers carding through his hair, however, totally wasn’t unwelcome. Roy was attentive, if nothing else. He knew about Wally’s home life — - and not a lot of people did. Roy was the first person to totally solve the speedster like a riddle; the first to understand that all of Wally’s gallivanting was a search for praise. Roy was the first to understand that those quick, green eyes were always pleading for approval. And the speedster couldn’t be more grateful that Roy was willing to give that to him.

He groaned, laughing as he tried to shove Roy off of him. Would not!

"And now who’s fault is that?" Roy nudged him playfully. "Your one-man fan club’s great for my ego."

Roy was never sure what had tipped him off about Wally’s home life. It was just a lot of little things, and his parents had always given him a weird vibe. Roy had never been the type to be vocal about his affection. But he had never had a problem doling out affectionate gestures and praise.

Roy laughed and nuzzled him. “You so would.”

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"Don’t you?" Roy teased. 

He’d always been protective of Wally to begin with. But after he found out how his parents were treating him? He’d had a half a mind to kick their asses. And he would have if not for Wally staying with him. He had to take care of him. But he was still waiting for a good excuse.

"Don’t worry, Wall," he said, pressing a kiss to the top of his head, “‘m not going nowhere."

          No, you dweeb.

The speedster smiled in spite of himself, curling in against Roy’s side. Okay, so he was pretty attached to Roy — - but that so didn’t mean he had ‘Roy Harper Syndrome’. The truth of it, in the most simple terms, was that the marksman was the best big brother Wally could ever ask for. Since the very first day they met, Roy’d been looking out for Wally more than anyone else ever had.

         I know,Wally mumbled, rubbing at the back of his neck. You wouldn’t leave me even if I begged you to.The younger redhead threw in a pair of wagging eyebrows for effect, grin intact. 

"Uh-huh. Do you need a Roy Harper support group?"

Roy stroked Wally’s hair. Even from the first time they met, Roy had become fairly attached to Wally. The kid was kind of adorable, even though it had taken him some time to understand the speed talk. Roy hadn’t really known what to do about him until he discovered that all Wally needed was a little love and attention. And Roy had plenty of that to give.

"You kidding?" Roy snorted. "I couldn’t. You’d be clinging like a frigging monkey." He wrapped his arms around Wally with a whinny, "Roooy just leaaaave me," and kissed his cheek.

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Red tried to smile even as tears built up in the corners of his eyes. “Yeah. I just, uhm… I think I’m gonna’ need to… y’know… soon.” As much as he wanted to hold out longer, it was too much.

"Pretty shitty superpower. But considering it’s Ollie, that totally would be it if he had one." He laughed a little.

"Like Ollie telling us not to do something’s actually ever stopped us. I needed to survive somehow. Can’t just live off cereal and bagels and take-out forever.

"Shush, hey. Don’t talk like that. You can do this. I know you can. I finally feel like I am getting to know you. The real you. This is like the first lucid conversation we have had since the one we had when you first met me at the hospital…" Roy trailed off quietly as he pulled Red closer to him and rubbed his back.

Roy smiled, he had made him laugh. That was a good sign. “You know it is his super power. That and being more stubborn and pigheaded than we are.”

"Yeah so now you live off of pancakes, cereal, bagels, and take out," Roy teased with a wide smile.

Red kicked at the arm of the couch a little. “We’ve had lucid conversations. I can shoot up without really getting high. You just always pick fights.” A pained whine left his throat. He scratched at his arm, nails picking at scabbed over track marks. “It really fucking hurts, baby boy.”

He wrinkled his nose. “Takes a lot to be more stubborn than us. I didn’t think it was possible, y’know.

"Yup," he said, "that sounds about right. Sometimes mama comes and brings me food. But usually ‘s just what I can make in the microwave."

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