#roy harper one shot

[spidey-x-male-reader]

Howdy! Could i make a request for arsenal Roy harper from young justice?

Lian is adamant that reader is her uncle Roys boyfriend.

Reader teases Roy about it everytime it happens (for this, I'd prefer that Roy is coming to terms with being bisexual, and reader is also bi)

Pairing: Roy Harper x male!reader

Summary: Roy is babysitting Lian when she once again refers to you as his boyfriend. shenanigans ensue

A/N: AAAAAAAAAAAA Finally I have written something again and hopefully I will manage to do it more in the next time. I will probably work on my Roy Harper Requests first because...well...he's my husband. Thank you for everyone who's supporting me :3

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Roy Harper was leaning against the kitchen counter, watching Lian, his niece, bouncing around the room with boundless energy. Well…he called her his niece. At some point he just got tired of the whole ‘Yeah i got cloned and that clone had a child with an assassin’-talk. But he liked Lian. He really did.

"Uncle Roy!" Lian's voice cut through his thoughts as she came to a skidding halt in front of him. "When is (y/n) coming over again?"

Roy raised an eyebrow, trying to suppress a smile. He almost hated how easy the mention of you made him smile. "Why, Lian? Getting bored of me already?"

Lian giggled at that. "Maybe! And besides, I wanna show them my new art project."

"Your art project, huh? You know I’m really not sure if (y/n) has time to come by today. You know how busy he is with Uncle Dick and the whole crew”

Of course Roy loved Lian. He loved hanging out with her, even if babysitting was not on his usual agenda. But the thought of you being out there on a mission without him made him…he wasn’t sure. He didn’t like it.

Lian's eyes widened innocently. "He’s there without you? I thought he was your boyfriend.”

Roy nearly choked on the glass of water he had been drinking, caught off guard by Lian's bluntness. At this point it shouldn’t even surprise him anymore. Lian did mention it a lot. He had no idea what made her so insistent that he was dating you.

It wasn’t even realistic considering you were way out of his league. (he would never say that outloud)

"Well, Lian," and of course in that exact moment you had returned to Will’s apartment because who are you to say no when the little girl begs you to come by. Roy was hoping you hadn’t heard anything but his hopes weren’t high. "I don't know about being Uncle Roy's boyfriend, but I do like spending time with him."

Lian's face lit up with excitement. "See, I told you!" She pointed at Roy, triumphant. "I knew it!"

Roy rubbed the back of his neck, feeling a warmth creep up his cheeks. "He said he likes hanging out. He also likes hanging out with Dick and Will and Kaldur.”

You chuckled and draped an arm around Roy's shoulders. "He’s right, Lian. Cut your uncle Roy a break. We’re just good buddies.” you looked over at him, giving him a quick wink. “Even though I do like hanging out with him the most.”

Lian rolled her eyes dramatically, clearly unconvinced. "Sure, just good buddies. Like I believe that."

Roy groaned playfully. "You're impossible, you know that?"

You just chuckled. “Wonder who she got that from.” he lightly hit Roy in his side with your elbow. “Surely not from Roy Harper who never manages to keep his mouth shut.”

“Hey!” He gave you a playful pout.

“To be fair, Will isn’t better so it might just be the Harper gene.”

“Oh wait, I can show you the picture I drew!” Lian grinned and skipped out of the room, leaving you and Roy alone. 

Roy sighed, looking at you with a mix of exasperation and affection.

"You know, one of these days, she's gonna get it into her head that she's some kind of matchmaker."

You laughed, leaning in to bump your shoulder against Roy's. "Well, can you blame her? She's got a great judge of character. Can’t blame her for wanting me in the family either. Do you have like…arrow family game nights"

Roy's gaze softened as he met your eyes, not being able to hold back from giving you a soft smile. "You're something else, you know that?"

You winked again. “I’m gonna take this as a compliment, Arsenal.”

The way you looked at him made his heart skip and it was hard to deny that he had some feelings towards you. 

You knew of course. Or at least you thought about it. You were the last person to just assume Roy’s sexuality especially after the guy apparently had been frozen on ice for some time and now had to pick up on all the stupid shit you do as a teenager. 

Like figuring out your sexuality which you thankfully already had behind you. And you were really glad about that. Because you know how hard it is. Especially if you have literal world ending scenarios to worry about.

He opened his mouth to say something when Lian raced back into the room.

“Here, Uncle (y/n)! Look!” she said and held up a piece of paper to you.

Roy leaned over your shoulder to also catch a look at it. His breath hitched in his throat.

It was the usual colorful and stickman drawing you would expect of a small child. It took you a few seconds but you eventually managed to recognize the figures in the picture. The small one and the big one were Lian and Will. There were Oliver and Dinah, and Chesire on the other side. And on the far left of the drawing were two figures that were unmistakably you and Roy, holding the others stickman hands and having a few hearts drawn around each other.

You moved to kneel down in front of Lian. “This is really beautiful.”

“You like it?!” her eyes were basically glowing.

“We like it, right?” you looked up at Roy.

Roy was a bit speechless for a moment, hoping no one was able to see the faint blush on his cheeks. “Yeah…yeah it’s nice.”

“Yay!” she excitedly started jumping around in a circle.

That’s when you heard your front door open. “What are we being excited about?” Willa asked while walking in.

“I draw (y/n) a picture! He likes it!” Lian said with a wide grin, running over to her dad.

“Really? That’s–” Will stopped when he looked at you and Roy. “...are you two crying?”

And you were TOTALLY NOT getting really emotional over the child’s drawing of you.

“No.” both you and Roy said at the same time.

“...ooookay” Will slowly nodded. “Well..eh…thank you for babysitting, Roy.”

“No problem.” Roy awkwardly looked at you.

You looked at him at the same moment before looking at your watch. “...I know this really great Italian place. Hungry?”

“Are you paying?”

“Aren’t you using Ollie’s credit card? Isn’t he like a billionaire?”

Roy looked at you for a moment. “...good point. Let’s go.” 

With that Will watched you two leave the apartment after you both said goodbye to Lian.

“...they are going on a date, aren’t they?” he looked down at Lian.

“No. They are just very good buddies.” she giggled while going back into her room to get another picture she drew for her dad.

Will just decided not to question it.

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[a1307s]

Quitting

(Roy Harper)

[Art is not mine! Credit to Denise Zhang]

Requested by: Myself

Keys:

Y/N: Your Name

Word Count: 3,439

Warnings and/or Pre-notes:

Cursing

Mentions of Oral (male receiving)

Sexual Tension

Smoking

Mentions of death

FIA: Fallen in Action

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"Arsenal - B4, Superboy - B5, Robin - B16,  Beastboy - B12," The mountain calls out as some of the other members, and I walk through the entrance.

Laughter comes from the living room as Y/N bolts out of it and heads towards me. I'm sure she's thrilled I'm back. I'm thrilled I'm back. We haven't had any time together all week. If we aren't on missions, then I had shit to do for Oliver dealing with Queen Enterprises.

"Roy!" Y/N chirps, her body slamming into mine from the lack of a slowdown she gives herself.

My arms drop around her, worried she'll flop onto the ground from the impact. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? You need to be careful," I bark at her, straightening her up some.

Y/N's eyes flicker for a second before her normal spark is back. I'm not very good at being... publicly affectionate. Because of this, sometimes my words and actions come out harsher than I mean. As long as we get enough alone time throughout the day, she doesn't mind. Y/N says she sees it as her 'giving me slices of affection throughout the day whereas I give her the whole cake at once'. I don't fucking know what that means but hey, happy - future - wife, happy life.

"I'm sorry for yelling," I mutter, releasing my hold on her a bit, but not totally. One of my hands drops down to her wrist so I can use it to tug her into my room at the mountain.

Y/N pitter-patters behind me, rambling on about what book she ordered today. I make a mental note of the title, I need to power-read it tomorrow, so I know what she's talking about when she starts reading it herself. "And guess what?" She cheers, wiggling her wrist as we walk through the living room.

I loosen my grip on her some and make sure to be gentle as I lead her around a corner. "You're going to give me head?"

"I can if you'd like, but no that's not what you're supposed to be guessing," Y/N answers after a beat of silence.

I stop in my tracks, causing Y/N to bump into my back. My hand shifts around her wrist as I turn to face her. "I've barely seen you all week, I don't want sex," that's a lie. "Well, I do want sex," I correct myself, "but there are more important things right now. What am I supposed to be guessing?"

Her eyes lighten up as she tilts her head to look at me. "You're supposed to be guessing the ending of my last book," she spills out, pretty much jumping in place. Y/N is adorable when she talks about her books. My own personal Princess Bell.

"They all died," I answer, turning back around and continuing to lead the way to my room. The book actually ends with the art teacher finding out his student is the daughter of his dead girlfriend, and the twins start healing their relationship.

"No! Though that would be quite the twist," Y/N says before she starts another ramble, this time about the ending of her most recent book. I listen to her talk as I work on opening my bedroom door. "I loved it!" She says, as I usher her into the room and close the door behind us.

"I'm glad you did, Gorgeous" I mutter, dropping my hands down to her thighs to lift her. I place her on my torso, her hands automatically sliding into my hair. Y/N's legs are usually wrapped around my back, but my bow and quiver are taking up that space, so her legs are dangled at my sides. Y/N always teases me about placing her on my torso instead of my waist. She says I do it because I like looking up at her. She's not wrong but I'm not going to let her know that.

"How was your mission?" Y/N asks, messing with the ends of my hair.

"Tiring and straining, but nothing too difficult," I answer her, carrying her toward the bathroom. "You should take a bath with me," I half ask, half order. It's not much of a secret that I'm very much the dominating member of our relationship. Despite that, I definitely serve Y/N a hell of a lot more than she serves me. Jason always teases me about it, poking fun that I'm whipped. He's not wrong but that's another truth that doesn't need to be admitted.

"Okay," Y/N hums, rubbing her cheek against my hair.

"That's not a yes," I remark, gently placing Y/N onto her feet once we're in the bathroom.

"Yes, Roy, I'll take a bath with you." Once the 'yes' is out of her mouth, I start tugging her clothes off. Her shirt is up and over her head before she finishes her sentence. I wasn't lying when I said there's more important things than fucking her right now. We need some quality time, but that doesn't mean I can't enjoy what's mine.

My lips attach to her shoulder as I work on pulling her pants off of her. I litter her exposed skin with soft kisses, following each one with an 'I missed you', 'I love you,' or a 'you're perfect'.

Y/N answers each one back, echoing my 'I missed you's and 'I love you's. Her own hands work on stripping me but she's a little behind from having to pull my bow off of me and from struggling to unbuckle my quiver. I find it cute how flustered she's getting with the buckle.

Once her pants are off, I pull back from her. I want - need - this to be sweet, not sexual. I've missed her too much to eat up our free time with sex right now. I help her with the buckle and let her tug my gloves and shirt off. Y/N's lips are attached to me, working their way over my collarbones and biceps as I make sure to set my weapons down somewhere safe. The last thing I need is a broken bow to add to the shit that has been eating up our time together.

"Calm down a bit," I voice once Y/N starts down my chest. "We're just taking a bath."

"Just a bath?" She echoes as I gently pull her off of me and hum in agreement. Y/N is detached long enough for me to walk towards the shower. She happily attaches to me, this time pressing soft kisses into my back with her arms wrapped around me. I let her litter me in kisses as I start filling the bathtub. I'm sure she's missed me as much as I missed her, so this attention isn't going to slow down anytime soon. Honestly, she's been a lot more clingy than usual.

When the bath is ready, I finish stripping Y/N, taking my time to look over her. She happily puts herself on display, pushing her boobs up and pouting, making me second guess whether I want to keep this sweet or not. "Little tease," I murmur, picking her up before plopping her into the bubbles. "I don't want to wash my hair so I'm going to put it up. Do you want your hair up too?"

"Yes please," Y/N utters, sinking herself into the water.

I make quick work once I step out of the bathroom, tucking my supplies away, pulling the rest of my clothes off, and tying my hair up. I stand over the bathtub, watching as Y/N licks her lips as she glances between my face and my dick. This is a sweet, gentle, loving bath. Nothing more. I collect her hair in my hands, getting a teasing mewl from her as she temps me. "You know, the more desperate you act, the longer you're going to wait," I husk out, pulling her hair through an elastic to make a cute messy bun on top of her head.

Y/N whines, slumping more in the tub. "It was worth a shot," she mumbles, blowing at some of the bubbles.

"You will get what you want later, I promise. I just want to soak the strain out of my muscles and spend some time with you," I tell her, stepping into the tub before sitting in the water with her.

Y/N hums in agreement, sliding backward so her spine is pressed against my chest. I gently wrap my arms around her stomach, sinking into the tub to soak more of my arms and back. I go back to littering her with sweet nothings and kisses, letting all the longing for her wash away as I hold her. My girlfriend's head tips back, resting it against my shoulder. I take the chance to shift my focus from her shoulders to her face. Occasionally I turn my kisses to her lips, making sure to only take quick pecks. I'd feel like an asshole if I told her 'Not right now' and then tease her with a make-out session.

Her lips are bruised under mine from her constant biting and picking at them. It's a nervous tick of hers that I'm not happy about. "You should stop picking your lips," I murmur against her cheek before dragging kisses down to her jaw.

"You should stop smoking," Y/N shoots back, turning her head so our noses bump.

I sigh gently, tilting my head some before I brush our lips together again. I try to pull away, only leaving her another short kiss, but Y/N lifts her hand to my neck, keeping me in place. A small make-out session won't hurt. I give her what she wants, letting our lips dance against each other for a while. "I'll think about it," I whisper against her skin, placing sloppy kisses along her jaw. Maybe just one more make-out session.

"Roy," Y/N says, her tone warning. "You're smoking affects your health a lot worse than my habit does."

"I'll think about it," I repeat, my kisses still clumsy as they dip down to her neck.

I tilt my head back up to her face, connecting lips for the hundredth time. Once again, our kisses get heated, and I slide my tongue out, begging for access to her mouth before I can stop myself. "Harp," she warns again, her tone firmer. "At least stop smoking menthols. They're terrible for you."

"They're all terrible for me. Menthols are just the worst of two evils." That does not help my case. Y/N's face shifts to annoyance, her lips pressed together, denying me kisses let alone access to her mouth. "I'll quit," I say, trying to slither my tongue into her mouth again. Y/N lets out a soft sigh, slightly parting her lips so I can get what I want as a reward. Her mouth is warm and wet, and this is not going to be a sweet bath for much longer if we keep at this pace. I pull back from her, relaxing into the water again as I rub Y/N's stomach. There is plenty of time for sex later.

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Why did I agree to quit smoking? This fucking withdrawal is killing me and it doesn't help that after our bath earlier, Jay called to say he was crashing at the mountain for a while. Jason smokes too so we usually take our 'smoke breaks' together. I've tried distracting myself by focusing on the conversation Y/N has been having with Tim but it's just pissing me off.

"I do not!" Y/N whines, pulling my attention to her again. I don't like her whining. Not because I find it annoying; I like her whining with need when she's under me. It's hot, sexy, literally the sound I live to hear. On the other hand, I don't like her whining because she's unhappy. It irritates me. It's my job to keep her happy and cared for which is hard to do right now because the current Robin won't stop messing with her.

"You totally do!" Tim bites back. "You are so love-struck when it comes to Roy, and he couldn't care less. You follow him around like a lost puppy and act like you'd fall over without him. If-"

"Listen here you little shit," I bark at the younger boy, lounging forward and grabbing at him. "Stop fucking with Y/N." I shove the boy some to get my point across once I'm done threatening him. His mask is a bit wider in shock or fear as he stumbles back.

"Roy!" Jason's voice calls out from behind me. "Maybe let's not bruise up Mini-Bat. Someone is a little upset today, ya?"

Great, the only thing that can make my withdrawal and irritation worse is here. Jason finds it funny to gently flirt with Y/N to piss me off and make me jealous. He says it's 'good for me to show the public I care about Y/N on occasion' and 'to remind me that she's important to me'. I think he just likes finally having something to poke at me with.

"I'm not upset."

"Mmkay," Jay hums, coming up to lean on the back of the couch. His arms are propped up next to me. "Y/N," he purrs out, his attention on me as he pokes at me. "Want a smoke?" He prompts, popping his pack open and tilting it towards Y/N.

"I don't smoke, you know that Jay," Y/N answers, getting up from her spot on the floor and plopping herself next to me. Jay's hands dangle by her for a second before he pulls them away. Small things like this are why I know Jason's flirting isn't serious.

Jason rolls his eyes before turning his attention towards me. "You coming outside with me?"

"No."

"No?" He asks, stopping in his path out of the room and turning back to look at me.

"I'm quitting," I mumble, shoving my hands into my pockets. I should have just said yes and taken the lecture from Y/N.

A couple of members in the room laugh at this. "You? Quitting? You've been smoking since you were fifteen," Dick says, trying to stop himself from chuckling.

I shrug before glancing at Y/N. She's beaming in pride as she looks at me. Maybe quitting won't be that bad. "I know, but Y/N asked me to quit so I'm going too."

"More power to ya," Jay says, a smile on his face as he walks out of the room.

"Wait, wait, wait," Tim says, waving his arms around. "Oliver has been begging you for years to quit and you don't. Y/N asks once and you're done, just like that?"

"Just like that," I murmur, leaning my head back before glancing at my girlfriend again. She's pretty much bouncing in her spot. I shift a bit, opening up my lap to her. Instantly Y/N is in my lap, her legs tangled with mine and her arms around my neck as she litters my face with kisses.

"Chill," I say, gently pushing Y/N's head away from me. I don't mind her public affection - even if I don't like doing it back - but I'm pissy right now. I'm pissed at Tim, pissed at the lack of nicotine, pissed at the world, and Y/N's affection isn't counteracting that like usual.

"I'm sorry," Y/N whines, pulling a sigh out of me.

"It's fine. Just... relax." She does as told, curling up in my lap and turning her attention towards whatever conversation is going on.

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I do not feel very proud of myself at the moment. If anything, I feel ashamed, which is weird since it's a feeling I don't have often. I've done plenty of shit most people would feel ashamed of. I've killed people before. I have a strained relationship with almost everyone in my life. I've been an addict. I've signed over custody of my daughter to Diana and opted for paying her child support because I can't emotionally support a kid. I don't feel shame for any one of those things.

Yet, here I am, feeling like the biggest lair in the world as I stand outside for a smoke with Jason. I feel even more ashamed as Y/N calls my name.

"The center of your life is calling," Jay says, following it with a chuckle.

"She's not the center of my life."

"Ya, okay," he says sarcastically before lighting another cigarette. I roll my eyes and take a final drag from my own before snuffing it out on the bottom of my boot.

"Harp!" Y/N calls again, stomping her way toward us. Her hands are balled up on her hips as she stands in front of us, a glare pointed at me. "You promised you were quitting."

"I am quitting," I answer back, tossing the dead butt into the bucket full of them that's kept outside the back door. Other than me no one else in the mountain is a consistent smoker.

Though Dick and Artemis smoke when they're drunk, and Barbra will buy a pack when she can't handle her stress any longer. I'm also pretty sure Bart has been stealing a few from my packs but I haven't caught him yet. If that's the case I guess we're both quitting now.

"Doesn't look like it," Y/N snaps back, anger washing off her face. "I'm disappointed in you, Roy. You were doing so good."

Well, that stings. I'd prefer her to be mad. "It's one cigarette. Usually, by this time of day, I'm on my eighth. I am quitting," I mumble, glancing away from her face. I don't like seeing her upset in general and really hate seeing her upset with me.

My gaze lands on Jason who has a smug ass look on his face. I want to beat the smug out of the little shit but when we do spar it usually ends in a tie.

"That's not quitting, that's slowing down," Y/N points out, moving closer to me. Her body is pressed against mine, arms around me and her chin resting on my chest. "I don't want to lose you."

"I know," I murmur, glancing down at her before kissing the top of her head. "I'm working on it, I swear." Y/N hums, tilting her head down to kiss the spot her chin was resting in before letting go of me.

I watch her walk back into the mountain. Once the door is shut behind her, Jason burst into laughter. "I know," he teases, pitching his voice higher as he says it. "What a fucking sapling you've turned into."

"Shut up. You're just pissed you don't have a bitch like mine," I snap back, rolling the word 'bitch' around my head. I shouldn't call Y/N a bitch. I'll have to work on that.

"A bit, ya," Jay says, his smirk still present as he looks at me. "The only couple that's even close to competing against your 'ride or die' dynamic is..." He cuts himself off, falling silent.  Jay takes another long, slow drag before he continues. "Was Wally and Artemis."

Wally has been labeled FIA since a couple of weeks ago and no one is handling it very well. Of course, Artemis is handling it the worst. She watched her soulmate die; anyone would be losing their shit if that happened.

I don't know what I'd do if Y/N died. Go bat-shit crazy again. Probably just cease being a functioning person. Hundred percent relapse, that's for sure.

Watching how broken Artemis is has probably been a big part of Y/N's sudden issue with me smoking. She never cared much before. Since everything happened, she's been a lot more clingy, and more aware of my bad habits. She pretty much burst into tears the other day when I told her I felt dehydrated.

"I really need to quit," I tell Jay, leaning my head back to try and reset my thoughts.

"Ya, probably. Y/N looked like she was going to have a panic attack when she walked outside and saw you smoking," he mumbles, tossing his cigarette butt into the bucket.

"I think she's freaking out about Wally's death."

"We're all freaking out about Wally's death. Shit happens," Jay mumbles, placing a hand on my shoulder. "Y/N's just freaking out that you'll be next. She's got a point though. It's harder to run and shit if your lungs are coated in ash."

The shit I do for this girl. The shit this girl does for me. I shake my head a bit at the thought. Quitting is the least I can do if it helps rest her mind.

#roy harper #young justice #young justice oneshot #arsenal #Roy Harper one shot #arsenal one shot #roy harper x reader #arsenal x reader

[freedvmrouge]

MAGNIFICENT.

fandom: dc comics.

character(s): bruce wayne, jason todd, roy harper.

word count: 658.

tags & warnings: pov bruce wayne, parent bruce wayne, roy harper/jason todd, youtuber au, father-son relationship.

summary: bruce has empty nest syndrome and longingly watches jason and roy's new youtube video.

masterlist.

Bruce gets the notification just as he leaves for a lunch meeting. He's not exactly foaming at the mouth over the meeting, so he doesn't mind the quick detour. There's an empty conference room just two steps away. No one's going to be questioning Brucie Wayne for being a little late after all.

As he unlocks his phone, he expects a text from Selina or Alfred. There's likely some appointment or date he's missing, he supposes. But to his great pleasure, he finds a notification for a new YouTube video.

He rushes to click on it, barely even reading the title that teeters off from how long it is.

The first thing that loads is a scream that follows a close-up of Jason's face. The next moment, the shot is entirely submerged in water. Jason swims to the surface, hair wet but sporting an ear-to-ear grin.

Bruce feels himself smiling just the same.

"Get in here, Roy! Don't back out now!"

"I'm the cameraman!" Roy shouts from the top of the cliff Jason just jumped off of.

"I'm getting Roy to join me this weekend. Mark my words," Jason says conspiratorially to the camera.

The video jump cuts to Jason and Roy in their hotel room. Bruce immediately recognizes the view. He and Damian video-called while Jason was staying in this very room. This must be from three weeks ago. Jason was entirely mum about what he was doing in Croatia, however. "You'll have to watch our video," he teased.

Bruce can't say he's entirely happy about seeing his son do extreme sports. Much less that he's filming it all for content online. But he will admit that he's grateful that he gets to see Jason so carefree and enjoying his life to the fullest.

Maybe he'll even make a trip out to visit the boys' next destination. He'll say that it's completely by coincidence, of course. He's got a multitude of excuses to choose from. Bruce just... he just misses his son, and Jason and Roy aren't scheduled back in Gotham for another few months.

He and Oliver were more than happy to let the boys mess around the world and travel, expanding their horizons. Somehow, recording these videos for their families to watch ended up becoming a pretty popular YouTube thing for them. Roy's a magnificent filmmaker and Jason's got next to no fear with every new adventure they try.

Bruce sighs. He'd still like to see his son more often. Selina calls it 'empty nest syndrome', but he staunchly denies it. He'd just like to have a full house again rather than just a few kids coming in and out of the manor.

"I'll do that thing you like if you jump with me," Jason says with half-lidded eyes.

Roy laughs and pushes Jason's face away from him.

"Come on, babe. Our families watch these videos!"

"Hey," Jason shrugs. "You're the one editing these bad boys."

Jason sneaks in a quick peck before making his move. He wraps his arms around Roy from behind and pushes them both over the cliff. Bruce figures that Roy's screams alone would've caused a tsunami.

"The equipment!"

"They're waterproof!"

Bruce chuckles as he continues watching. He remains in awe over the drone shots over the ocean and beach. They play alongside Jason's clear narration over the b-rolls. It gives the video an almost professional television quality to it. Bruce might recommend some voice-acting work for Jason when he returns. He has some talent for it.

"Mr. Wayne," he pauses the video as his head snaps to the door opening. "You have a lunch meeting with Mr. Kord."

"Of course, I'll be a minute. Thank you."

Checking the video's runtime, he decides that he can watch the rest of it on the way home. In the meantime, he sends Jason a message asking him where he'll be next week. Maybe he'll even take one of the other kids with him.

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[red-hooood]

The fic is up!! The entire solo I wrote!!

If you guys like it, I’ll turn it into multi chapter!

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[danny-chase]

Dick and Roy are really something else

Teen Titans (1966) #19

#id in alt #i can imagine them as adults being like hey you think we still got that trick shot in us #(the answer is they do shshdhsh) #no one: #Dick: hey roy could you shoot this arrow with your mouth while i hold it with my feet #Roy: bet #dick grayson #roy harper #dumbasses i love them #teen titans

[thinkingotherwise]

Roy Harper - falling in love HC

HC for being tattoo artist and Roy's s/o, ft. Lian

Roy might be slightly OOC and smitten

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First meeting:

• his daughter forgot about the colorful paper she was supposed to bring to the next lesson and he had to go to a shop to buy it (honestly, if it isn't every one of us as a kid)

• he was surprised that there was still a shop open where he could buy the stuff

• he came in and get to the shelf where multiple colorful blocks of paper were stacked

• "Fuck"

• he muttered as he saw the choice, how difficult could it be to choose a paper, well it was

• there were several tints not to mention the paper density and was it supposed to be glitter paper or matt or maybe some shiny shit

• he glared at the shelf thinking about calling Lian and asking, but wouldn't it be stupid, that he can't choose some shitty paper for her to school

• a silent laugh got his attention and he turned to find you who now stood next to him

• you held a big writing pad in one hand and with your other one you were trying to stifle the giggles coming from your mouth

• his eyes moved to your hand covered in tattoos, they were really pretty and scrupulous

• "Do you want some help?"

• you asked and his eyes moved to meet yours

• "Huh?"

• "If you're looking for a paper for some cards this one is the best and if it's for some project in school then this one would be better. If glitter is a must this one might do the work."

• you trailed off pointing at different choices and he followed your hand as you directed

• "Thanks, it's for school work for... my daughter," he said the last words almost inaudibly from the embarrassment of the situation

• you smiled brightly at him and nodded

• "No problem, if you want you can also buy her some of the self-adhesive one too"

• you took it from the shelf and handed it to him but as you saw him confused and hesitating you thought that maybe he doesn't have that much money to buy stuff like that or something and placed it back on the shelf

• "You don't have to, of course, the one you took would be perfect"

• he turned his gaze to the paper he took after you told him which would be the best choice and he finally snapped from his confusion and smirked at you, getting the paper you held earlier

• "Then I'd better take it too, don't want the torment of getting the glue out of my daughter's hair, again"

• he joked and you laughed at that making his smirk turn into a smile after hearing your laugh

Acknowledging / Friendship:

• Roy was angry at himself that he didn't ask about your name or where you were working, you were nothing more than a person who helped him in his memory, but the thought of not knowing you better or of not seeing you again was out of the question for him

• he found himself walking past the shop and nearby it more and more with the days passing and when he was leaving the shop with his daughter after buying some food and of course some sweets for his little girl he saw you marching quickly down the street and then through the door of some building

• he unsuspiciously took his daughter's hand and walked in the direction you walked in

• as he came closer he saw the name of the shop 'Magical Ink' (please don't laugh - naming things is challenging), he was shocked as he saw the tattoo shop, but then he remembered that you had already some tattoos and maybe you wanted to get some more

• he didn't know he stopped in front of it till Lian pulled on his hand

• "Do you want to get a tattoo, dad?"

• he rolled his eyes at her question and then looked at her

• "Do I look like someone who would get a tattoo?"

• "Yes"

• she answered immediately and then rose her eyebrow at her father

• "Maybe I'm planning on tattooing you with 'Idiot' on your forehead, huh princess?"

• he said with sarcasm and she was about to reply but the opening doors and the voice stopped her

• "Hi, are you thinking about getting a tattoo, if so, why don't you come inside."

• recognizing the voice he turned to the person and when you saw who it was you smiled more brightly

• "Hi, I remember you from the shop."

• "Ugh, hi, I was just passing by."

• Lian looked at you then at her father with a knowing smile

• "Right, passing by."

• she received a gentle nudge from her father to shut her, which only make her grin smugly

• "So how was the project?"

• "The project..."

• Roy was confused what were you asking about, did he blackout while he was staring at you, a laugh broke him from his further thoughts and Lian replied

• "It was great, dad chose great paper and I didn't have to use glue that much."

• you smiled at her nodding slightly and Roy was once again enchanted, did you smile like that always

• it made him wonder if you would smile like that while being with him on a date or while the two of you were just talking about anything and everything

• he wanted to see this smile more

• his daughter saw his faraway look and took the initiative in her hand

• "I can show you, but I left it at home, so maybe you could come over."

• there was a little silence in which Roy tried to comprehend what Lian said and as he opened his mouth your voice stopped him

• "That's nice of you but I've just started work so maybe some other time."

• you said pointing behind and into the shop

• "You work here?"

• Roy's voice was loud and clear and he almost forgot about the proposition from Lian

• "Yeah I do, is it a problem?"

• "No, no, it's just... you don't look like-"

• "-Someone who would work as tattoo artist. I get that sometimes."

• they were moved from further discussion as someone from inside the shop yelled in their direction

• "(Y/n), you need to help me with the colors!"

• you turned back to the Harpers

• "I need to go, hope to see you some other time."

• you slipped through the door and closed them and Lian looked at her father

• "You're helpless."

• "What?"

• "Where was your smugness and charm, dad? You're into them, but if you don't talk they won't take notice of you."

• "Oh shut up."

• he said and started walking towards their apartment but his daughter's words were on his mind, he should ask you out and he will

Asking out:

• he was nervous, he was feeling like a freaking teenager, he shouldn't be feeling like a teen again, he was an adult and he shouldn't be nervous about asking you out

• he didn't know if you were in the shop but he took the chance and now he stood next to the doors with a stupid single rose, which he bought while passing by a florist's shop

• he took a deep breath and came into the tattoo shop, he looked around looking for you, but couldn't find you anywhere

• "Hi, can I help you with something?"

• a woman stood in front of him with a kind smile, but it was not nearly as pretty as yours, he thought and then coughed

• "Yeah, umm is (y/n) here today?"

• the woman looked him up and down and her gaze stopped at the rose for a moment, then she grinned widely

• "(Y/n), there's a handsome man who's asking for you!"

• she shouted but was met with silence, she huffed and motioned for him to wait for a little, then she opened one of the doors with a 'Staff Only' card on them and yelled again

• "(Y/n)! If you don't come here, I'll take the man for myself!"

• a laugh soon met their ears and you came from the room punching your coworker on the arm

• "Shut up, you!"

• "I love you too."

• she answered and you turned just to be met with the ginger-haired man, instantly a small smile settled on your face

• "Hi there."

• you stepped closer to him and he smiled at you too

• "Hi, I- It's for you."

• he said and gave you the rose, you smelled it and he added

• "I was wondering if you'd maybe like to go for dinner with me, or maybe some lunch, or whatever you want."

• you blushed at that and the gesture, and while you were thinking about why he would take interest in you after such short time you saw his smile wavering and maybe he thought that you would say no or were trying to decline him kindly so you nodded your head before connecting your gaze with his

• "It'd be nice, why not."

• his smile came back quickly and he sighed with relief

After getting together, aka. the younger Harper loves you just as much as Roy:

• you let Lian paint on your arm with markers because she wants to give you some tattoos and she asks if you could draw something for her sometimes

• when there are some costume parties or stuff at her school she always wants you to help her get ready because you're much better at it than her father

• the two of you are his princesses/ princess and prince and he'll do anything and everything for you

• you sometimes use it to your advantage and when he says no to one, the other will also ask about it and then it's 2 vs 1 and he's got no chance against the two of you

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Work from Home

"I know you gotta, put in them hours. I'ma make it harder I'm sendin' pic' after picture I'ma get you fired."

warnings: established relationship, Roy Harper being Roy Harper, sending nudes, semi-nsfw minors DNI

Part 2

A buzz from his pocket pulled Red Hood from his thoughts, fingers fumbling as he pulled the device from the confounds of his tactical pants.

It had taken him a while to get used to you just randomly contacting him outta the blue while he’s working but now he’s gotten accustomed to the texts and 3am phone calls on the roof when the nights are finally calm.

It was to the point now that Roy expected them and always teased him about needing his ‘alone time’

One New Message.

‘Miss you!’ it read

It didn’t surprise him that you had contacted him. Like he said you always did around this time of night.

He shook his head, thumb tracing over the open button, noticing that there was an attachment this time. He shook his head, leaning back against the brick wall behind him, thumb tapping at the open button, Jason nearly dropping the phone as the image popped up.

It was a picture of you in red panties and his Red Hood shirt, tied in a knot at your waist, sitting on your shared bed in front of a mirror

“Fucking hell,” he muttered, eyes glancing around him quickly making sure Roy was out of ear shot. Unfortunately he wasn’t.

His face was as red as his mask was as he slammed his phone shut quickly, his heart racing in his chest.

“You good man?”

His phone vibrated again, another pic from you this time you were lifting the shirt from your frame, the underside of your boobs just barely visible.

“Y-yeah just-” He honestly didn’t know what to tell him as he felt his body heat up.

One more message this time you were topless the only thing covering your chest was the one hand you were using to just barely cover your nipples. He damn near groaned out loud.

“Aaah it's that time huh?”

“...yeah.”

“Say less Jaybird.”

Peaking over his shoulder Roy catches a glimpse of the last pic you sent and let out a low whistle

Jason never wanted to smack him as much as he had just now.

Shoving his best friend, Jason quickly closed the message and stared Roy down.

“I know when I'm not wanted,” he chuckled as he gathered his bow and quiver “I’ll see you later man” he said walking backwards off the roof as he gave Jason a finger salute.

He shifted from one foot to the other, trying to distract himself from his own hardening dick in his pants. Fingers tapped on the reply button quickly, knowing that if he didn’t reply, you weren't going to wait around for him. Pausing to adjust his pants, Jason jumped from the roof landing by his motorcycle before hopping on and taking off into the night.

'On my way.’

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*ೃ— INDULGENCE | ROY HARPER + KALDUR’AHM

warnings: foul language, drug and alcohol use, mfm intercourse, dubcon (reader is drunk + nonconsensual creampie), threesome, p in v, double penetration, manipulation of you squint, unprotected sex (use protection pls!), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, use of pet names (all gender neutral), roy x kaldur (established relationship), college au — gender neutral afab reader, considered to be black + thick

word count: 3.9k

note: RAH ITS FINALLY OUT. i been wanting to finish this for sooooo long:0 if there are any pronouns please don’t hesitate to let me know ! i proofread like three times but there is a chance that i may have missed something. lmk what you think! i might do a poly drabble/series if ppl really like it🙈i think this was more for me than anyone else but enjoy;3

had to repost cause it wouldn't show up in tags the first time:(

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YOU WERE OUT of your element — that much you knew. in your three and a half years of college, never had you been invited to a frat party and it seemed convincing yourself you weren’t missing out on much finally paid off. because you truly could not see the appeal of the environment before you. it was hot–no, humid. the entire house stunk of sweat, alcohol, weed, and something else you couldn’t quite put your finger on. the air was charged with hormones and filled with so much smoke you weren’t sure how there was enough oxygen. not to mention, the amount of times you nearly threw caution to the wind to fight the third guy who used the tight space as a reason to grope you.

it had to be a lie when people talked about how fun and crazy a party was. a ruse to rope other people in to make a big house feel like a small, stuffy room. the reason for your attendance that night and your very best friend was donning a screwface that went quite well with her dark red dress as her gaze stayed attached to the man who’d invited her. he had one hand wrapped around a bottle of beer, and the other around the neck of the girl he was sucking face with.

“i told you, he’s not serious about you.” you tried to reason with her over the loud music. “let’s just split and you can forget about him-”

“fuck that. i’m gonna stay and show him exactly what he’s missing out on,” she decided before eyeing the crowd of people. “you can chill, grab a drink or something.”

rolling your eyes, you make your way to the drink table and find mini bottles of tequila. packing several of the untouched bottles into your shoulder bag, you make your way to the more quiet, mellow staircase. finals had just ended; a reason for this raucous soiree, though you much rather spend the night and every night over the summer break locked up in your room, binging trash reality tv shows. you supposed you couldn’t expect everyone to be like you, to not want to spend their night trying to get around multiple people all standing in the same hot room, acting on impulsive desires and liquid courage.

you blew a raspberry and scanned the room once again, catching sight of your friend grinding on a man you hadn’t seen before, and you were sure she hadn’t either. certain you were going to have to keep an eye on her so she didn’t get into anything potentially dangerous, you leaned your head against the nearest wall and got comfortable. eventually, you’re joined by a couple who decided the steps behind you were as good as the privacy of a bedroom. you could hear the man whispering empty promises to his female companion. how he was serious about her and only her, with each one of her complaints shushed so he could continue his inebriated ramblings. after downing three shots and placing the empty bottles on the floor beside you, escape came in the form of the 6’3 hunk who happened to be in your poli-sci class. kaldur’ahm smiled warmly at you, taking note of the exhausted look on your face.

“are you enjoying yourself?” he asks anyway, standing in front of you so as to not block the staircase.

with a scoff, you look down at your perfectly manicured toes in a pair of heels you couldn’t help but think were being wasted on this event. it wasn’t as though you could ever look kaldur in the eyes anyway. kind soul that he was, he still managed to intimidate you with his build and height, and the only time you could appreciate his god-given looks were from afar when he wasn’t looking at you.

“i’d literally rather be anywhere else…” you drawl while fishing another nip of tequila out of your bag.

though you can’t see it, too busy avoiding his gaze, he feels bad. despite living in the very house, he could never really keep his friends from throwing insanely wild parties that always ran too long.

“would you like to join me upstairs? roy thinks it’s quieter there but i don’t think there’s a difference.”

a smile comes over your face, and without meaning to, you let your eyes flick up towards his. when he offers his hand you don’t see a reason why you shouldn’t take it until you catch sight of your friend, pressed up against the guy she was so ready to swear off not even an hour earlier. you open your mouth to argue that you should keep an eye on her only for her attention to shift for a moment towards you. the thumbs up she gives you is encouragement enough, and you keep yourself from rolling your eyes when you place your hand in kaldur’s.

he guides you through the bodies littered up the staircase and standing around the rooms none of the guests were allowed to go in. his skin is warm and surprisingly soft and you inwardly swoon when he squeezes your hand. you find that the once booming music becomes a low thump on the walls, matching the bass when he leads you into his room. still loud, but not enough to egg on the headache plaguing you. sure enough, roy greets you with one of his lopsided smirks while he busies himself with rolling a fat blunt. the involuntarily bashful smile you respond with reminds him of the reason why you’re really there and why kaldur had gone downstairs in the first place.

“hey pretty,” he greets with a quick once over of your figure. “you look like you been drinkin’.”

you shake your head and fiddle with your fingers, anxious under his gaze while he lights his blunt. “m-mm, i’m fine.”

“do you have to smoke in here?” kaldur griped as he approached the redhead.

“what, you gonna be mean to me in front of company?” roy shot back smoothly. “i’ll even let you take the first hit since you clearly need to relax.”

kaldur waves him off and bats away the hand that reaches towards his waist as he walks towards the couch on the other end of the room. you take the seat beside him and take out your phone to let your friend know where you are and to call when she’s ready to leave.

“be careful,” you hear roy warn. “kal gets pouty when he’s tired.”

“i’m not tired and i don’t get pouty,” he bites out much to your amusement.

“no? you weren’t just being fussy about wanting me to get ready for bed?”

fed up, kaldur simply sinks in his seat and crosses his arms over his chest. while thinking about how adorable their dynamic was, you notice roy’s gaze lingering on you again. it was no secret that he was just as attractive as kaldur and when the fact began dawning on you is when you began reconsidering your presence in their bedroom.

“you don’t look too happy yourself.” he gets up and plops down on the other side of you. “what’s got you down, sugar?”

your lips twist as you recount your night up until then. somehow, you suppose under the influence of alcohol, you don’t seem to notice or care how close the two men have gotten. roy’s arm found its way on the back of the couch and kaldur was sitting close enough for his knees to be knocking against your own. the cannabis from roy and the sweet vanilla just barely filling your nose from kaldur give you a heady feeling, the mixture of their scents nearly as intoxicating as the liquor in your system. somehow it’s just as hot as it was downstairs and your heart is starting to thump erratically in your chest.

“your friend is an asshole-”

“don’t say that.” you chide just before emptying another bottle. “she just really likes this guy.”

“she abandoned you,” kaldur joins.

at the thought, your shoulders slump and your eyes get just a little glazed. with a maudlin mind, you can’t help but consider their words ringing true. did she really care about you? about the fact that you were extremely uncomfortable at parties? social butterfly that she was, couldn’t she have taken one of her other, far outgoing friends? you sniffle a little, overemotional and perhaps a lot more drunk than you thought you were. but they’re both there to place strong hands on your thighs in consolation; squeezing and rubbing maybe a little too close to your hips, you’re too far gone to care. perhaps part of you knew what they were up to, how sleazy they both really were. but to have been wanted by two very hot guys at the same time was a bit uplifting in the moment. you turn to roy first who moves your braids back over your shoulder.

“y’know, we can make you feel better.” he husks and caresses your cheek.

you can feel kaldur’s breath fanning against your ear now as he hums an agreement. it sends goosebumps down your arms and an insatiable fire up your spine. a soft, breathy moan slips past you, encouraging him to press his lips against your throat and draw out more of your saccharine sounds. the upturn of roy’s lips against the corner of your own is what makes you close your eyes in anticipation. your eyebrows are furrowed and your hand is clutching desperately to his shirt, he’s sure there’ll be strains and wrinkles on the fabric. but he thinks it’s all worth it to see you practically on the edge of tears for a single kiss. when he finally does kiss you, it’s a quick, soft peck that forces a whine to erupt from you.

kaldur rolls his eyes at the sight, “stop toying with her. give her what she wants.”

“nuh-uh,” he snickers. “not until she asks for it. tell me what you want, y/n.”

“w-want you to kiss me,” you gasp when he nips at your jawline teasingly. “plea-please, roy.”

“so well-mannered,” he hums sarcastically. “think you should be rewarded for that?”

you nod frantically, just as he wraps a hand around your throat. you watch him wet his lips, following the movement of his tongue before he starts to pull you closer. roy kisses you once, then again, and finally presses the fervent kiss you so richly deserve on your waiting lips. you moan approvingly as you lean into him. all the while, kaldur’s exploring hands dance towards the jewel between your thighs. unconsciously, you spread your legs further and further until he has his hand up your dress, palm pressed up against and cupping your heated center. your moans are muffled through roy’s mouth, as you buck your hips to feel something, anything.

“so needy…i’m willing to bet you haven’t been touched in so long.” kaldur husks, slipping a finger past your damp panties to rub your throbbing clit.

a choked mewl fills the room as delirium begins to seep into your brain. he lets you grind against his fingers, frenzied and fiending for release. roy pulls away from your lips in time for kaldur to slide two fingers into your sopping cunt. the both of them relish in the sounds they’re drawing out from you while they work on marking up your neck. your senses go into overload when another set of fingers begin rubbing on your clit again. between the tongues dancing on the skin of your neck, clashing with one another every so often, and the assault on your lower lips, you’re being driven crazy by the two men.

your climax arrives like a wave crashing against your body, incapacitating you and forcing your every thought to be nothing but fuzz and static. the party has long since flitted from your worries; it’s simply you and two people who want you more than anything in that moment. the garble of nonsense you spew makes roy chuckle as he plants hot kisses up your jaw. kaldur is still going with slower strokes despite the way you burst on his fingers.

“look at the mess you made,” he breaths and pulls his fingers into your view. they’re coated in your essence, though neither of them seem to mind when roy tugs his hand towards his mouth.

you watch with glossed eyes, filled with arousal as he licks kaldur’s fingers clean. the lewd act has you clenching your thighs together to sooth the returning ache between them, only garnering kaldur’s attention once again. with a hum, he cups your chin with the hand covered in a light sheen of saliva and turns you towards him.

“was that not enough?” he inquires, gazing deep into your eyes and you can’t find it in you to look away. “do you want more, angel?”

all you can do is nod before leaning up for a kiss. his lips are soft and sweet and make you feel like you’re floating in the air. while kaldur’s tongue delves into your mouth, roy is helping shift you on the couch. you let them move your body as though you were nothing but their plaything, and soon enough you’re seated in kaldur’s lap with your back pressed against his broad chest and your legs spread. with your head twisted to continue locking lips with him, you don’t notice roy kneel on the floor in front of you until his hands come in contact with your thighs again.

simultaneously, kaldur’s hands flit from your waist up to your chest. tugging the straps of your dress down and allowing it to pool at your waist, he cups both your braless mounds and begins to massage them. your panties are removed next, abandoned somewhere behind roy. both you and kaldur pull away to watch roy press hot, open mouth kisses on his way up to your pearl. his hair tickles the skin near your knee but that’s soon forgotten when his lips come in contact with your labia. your mouth falls open with a sharp gasp, and for a moment roy considers drawing this out. but just the sight of you, in his boyfriend’s arms, pretty, and waiting and so very patient, he doesn’t think he could deny you of what you want any longer.

his tongue laps vigorously at your clit, only moving down to fuck your hole every so often. he groans at the taste of you, determined to make you cum again so he could share the taste with kaldur. your mind struggles to focus between the pair’s actions, only to allow pleasure to take over and blanket your senses. while roy indulges in your soaking cunt, kaldur pulls your head back so take your lips into his own.

you moan into his mouth with each of roy’s actions but kaldur doesn’t mind. he swallows your lewd noises, snaking his tongue past your teeth and seeking out your own pink muscle. calloused fingers tweak and twist your nipples before one hand begins to slide downwards. with your ankles locked behind roy’s head, the ginger struggled to feast the way he intended to. that was the case until kaldur spread your pussy lips for him, giving him full access to every part of you.

when your second climax approached, roy didn’t bother slowing down. he nipped and sucked on your clit relentlessly, watching with gleaming eyes as you were overcome with an earth shattering orgasm. you shook and thrashed in kaldur’s arms, whining as roy continued to abuse your overstimulated parts.

only when he needed to breath did roy come up from between your thighs. reaching up past you, he cupped the back of kaldur’s head and pulled him down. you watched hazily as the two met for a sloppy kiss. the taste of you on roy’s tongue found its way onto kaldur’s taste buds. he groaned, deep and low before delving his tongue into roy’s mouth.

“taste so good,” kaldur mumbled before pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

“think you’re ready for more?” roy inquired as he gets up and rids himself of the white marina he’s wearing. you nod dazedly much to his disappointment. “use your words, pretty.”

“yes, wan’ more.” you blurt, “please gimme more.”

kaldur leans into your ear, lips brushing against the cartilage. “get on your hands and knees, angel.”

you do as he says without hesitation. before long you find yourself looking up at an equally naked kaldur while roy, who also stripped himself of the rest of his clothes, inspected your backside. a wad of spit fell from his mouth onto your swollen sex and his hand followed to spread his saliva. just as a moan fell from your mouth, you felt something prod against your bottom lip. looking up, you noticed kaldur easing his girth into your mouth. quickly, you began to suckle on his tip before he continued pushing into your mouth. he filled every crevice, pushing past your uvula and hitting the back of your throat.

“you can take us both, can’t you?” he asks, so soft you can’t bring yourself to do anything but hum an agreement.

as if on cue, roy’s thick mushroom head eased it’s way into your cunt. he parted your gummy walls, suppressing the noises building up in the back of his throat. your walls were quivering and warm and sucked him in like you wanted him to stay inside you forever.

“fuck…” he grunted, eyes closed and eyebrows furrowed. “f-fuck baby you’re so tigh-tight.”

incapable of replying, all you could do was let your eyes roll back and take both men. ecstasy enveloped all three of you, encouraging you to chase the high you all desperately craved.

so when roy’s hips began to stutter and his movements slowed down, you took it upon yourself to fuck him back. it only proved to help when kaldur found purchase on your braids and began thrusting into your mouth. the recoil from his movements were strong enough to help you send your backside into roy’s hips.

“bein’ so good.” kaldur grunted over you only to pull himself out of your mouth. “but i need you to look at me, angel.”

while he slapped himself against your lips, you managed to drag your eyes back up at him. the pleased hum he let out only sent you further into an oblivion you didn’t want to find your way out of. the simple thought of being able to satisfy both men seemed to take you to rapture and beyond.

with kaldur in your throat, all that told of your orgasm was the garbled noises you made around him and the way you clasped around roy. he groaned as you gushed around him, soaking the both of your thighs and the couch underneath you.

“already?” he snarked, pulling out as kaldur’s movements slowed. “what d’ya think kal — should we give y/n a break?”

“not yet; not until i get to be inside them.”

sea green eyes bore into your’s, making the depth of your abdomen twist with need. the hand that held your braids slid down to caress your face and ran a thumb over your bottom lip.

“you’ll let me do that, won’t you angel?”

an eager nod soon has you trapped between two large bodies, incapable of remembering what exactly led up to this. with kaldur below you, holding your legs open, he pushed into you until he was bottoming out. roy, who stood before you, took a step closer and placed his tip against kaldur’s shaft. the red headed man slowly worked himself into you.

“w-wait, i can’t–” you squealed once it dawned on you what roy was attempting, and proceeded, to do. “s’too much!”

“‘course you can, baby.” he grinned down at you. “y’said you could.”

the stretch came with a slight burn since your body had never experienced any of this before. your innocence was what previously kept you from indulging in desire, and what now allowed you to welcome it all the same.

you could barely breath as they lay inside you, granting you the chance to get used to the feeling. surprisingly, disregarding all the patience he possessed, kaldur was the first to move. with an unrelenting grip on your thick thighs, he thrust upwards, eliciting a groan from roy and a gasp from you. roy was quickly following suit, he and kaldur both eager to please you and one another.

you were soon reduced to a mess of nonsensical noises and high pitched whines. every touch sent a wave of heat through your body; it was too much and not enough all at once. sweet release came and left and came again, but it did not stop both men from fucking you like they were possessed. in that moment you were nothing but an object to them; a hole for them to use that happened to have a pretty face. and you were treated as such.

you had past the point of fucked dumb, incapable of doing anything but wailing from the growing intensity of every orgasm that followed. tears danced down your cheeks and attempting to form the simplest thought was fruitless. all that remained in your mind was the everlasting feeling of lust and gratification.

trapped in hedonism, both your companions increased their relentless pace. each of them were far too occupied chasing their own highs to worry about you. roy, who had wrapped a hand around your neck, kept his eyes closed as he approached release. meanwhile, kaldur nipped and sucked on your neck while thrusting into you from below. his grunts and deep groans reverberated against your skin, eventually filling your head along with roy’s guttural sounds.

“taking us so well,” kaldur praised in your ear. “ we should keep you around, huh? you want that angel?”

after receiving nothing but whines and moans in response, kaldur canted his hips and ground himself up into you. you shrieked in ecstasy, gushing around both men for the nth time. the only difference however was the feeling of roy pulsing against both you and kaldur.

the latter shifted his attention to the red head, “make them ours roy. cum in–”

your protests cut him off and came in the form of incomprehensible babbles that made it all the more easier to ignore. leaking from his tip, roy thrust inside once more and emptied his load inside you. kaldur was prompted to do the same, biting down on the nape of your neck as he finished off with one final stroke.

even when they pulled out, you still felt filled to the brim. the cum slowly seeping out of you was testament to that feeling. the two men who had just finished rearranging your insides stood over you, looking down at their work. their sexual magnum opus lay on their couch, breathing heavily and still attempting to come down from several orgasms.

kaldur took it upon himself to get you cleaned up and into some fresh clothes while roy returned to smoking his blunt.

“should we drive them home?” he inquired, watching kaldur gently wipe the tears off your face. “or were you serious about keeping them around?”

“have you ever known me to joke about anything, roy?”

chuckling, roy took one final drag from his blunt and proceeded to join them in bed after putting it out. you soon find yourself pressed between their bodies once more. this time it’s in an embrace that warms your aching muscles as you surrender to lethargy.

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#roy harper x reader #kaldur x reader #young justice x reader #young justice smut #kaldur smut #roy harper smut #kaldur x black reader #roy harper x black reader #collection :: yj #꒰ slim’s works ꒱

[doubleredweek]

THE event of the SEASON is HERE!

JayRoy Week 2023 lasting from Oct. 24th to 30th with Halloween as a bonus free day!

Y'all gave us prompts and voted, here they are!

Day 1: "Dick is gonna kill me." "You? What do you think he will do to me?", Family finds out, Jason uses Harper as an alias and Roy finds out, Virginity kink

Day 2: "Are you sure? Absolutely not", Soulmate AU, Marriage Secret/Arranged/Accidental, First time/kiss

Day 3: "You shot me!" "It was an accident!" Didn't know they were dating , Stealing the other's clothes, Trucker hat stays on

Day 4: "Red is my color after all", League of Assassins Jason , Only one bed, Fighting as foreplay

Day 5: "You have a lot of nerve showing up here", Ace Spectrum Jason, Joint bank account, Cockblocked by children

Day 6: "Since when do we have a kid?" "Like twenty minutes", Fake dating, Childhood crush, Competency kink

Day 7: “You can’t keep getting away with this", Roy meets Jason during UTRH, Bisexual Awakening, Omegaverse

Halloween: Free day

Check out our rules & FAQ on our master post!

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#jayroyweek2023 #doubleredweek2023 #jayroy #jason todd #roy harper #rhato

[spidey-x-male-reader]

Young Justice Masterlist

Roy Harper / Arsenal

Roy is babysitting Lian when she once again refers to you as his boyfriend. shenanigans ensue

To be continued...

Click here to find my Blog Guide and Masterlists for other fandoms

#gay #x reader #pride #male reader #roy harper #young justice #young justice one shot #young justice imagines #young justice headcanon #young justice x reader #young justice x male reader #young justice x you #young justice x y

[ii-larb-you]

DC fic recs

Bruce Wayne

no other shade of blue - @embrassemoi

so damn charming - @drifterbruce

dark knight and deep bruises - @spilledkauffie

pick a color - @defaulttwig

I won’t drown, Batman - @twinklelilstarkey

morning routine - @moonlitdesertdreams

Batmom

slice of life: cooking lessons - @ellana-ravenwood

jason todd and the haunted manor - ^^

all for us series masterlist - @the-daydreaming-show

her cafe - @reveluving

raising baby birds for dummies - @disgrays-on

at ease - @moonlitdesertdreams

“I want to see my little boy!” - @dragon-chica

long overdue - @apocalypse-shuffle

the circus - @imaginingmarvelandeverything

Batsis

"carrying the other one in their arms" - @ragingbookdragon

batsis meet the batboys - ^^

mercenary - @unofficial-jaytodd-wife

Poly!Jason Todd x reader x Roy Harper

pick me up - @rev-wrath

bedtime with the boys - @dccomicsimagines

Jason Todd

learning to love slowly (2) - @to-the-stars8 (there are like multiple parts for this so go read them, I linked this one tho cause its my favorite)

"things must be catastrophic if you're calling me at this hours" - @embrassemoi

of soup and snowstorms - @makethatelevenrings

one-shot (featuring dami and tim) - @veronica-17-hood (MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE FAVORITE FAVORITE WRTITEON THIS APP!!)

one-shot (featuring dami) - ^^

elopement - @dccomicsimagines

a baby in the family - @ellana-ravenwood

slumber party? - @moonlitdesertdreams

Poly!Damian Wayne x reader x Jon Kent

blurb #18 - @quillsareswords

myo pizza night - @unmotivatedwrit3r

Damian Wayne

cuddly damian - @ssak-i

what's a lock to a bat? - @unmotivatedwrit3r

gala with damian - @veronica-17-hood

protect you - @catxsnow

cutest softest damian thing ever - @quillsareswords (love all their writing!! It’s absolutely adorable)

“Don’t say a word about this” - @thesuperiorrobin

lipstick stains - ^^

my beloved - @glittering-moonlillie

Wally West

"hold still. this might sting a little." - @agentofkrypton

happy new years - @butwhyduh

Dick Grayson

cuddlebug - @ghost-soap (love all of their writing)

animal instinct - @cipheress-to-k-pop

much loved sister in law - @lazydoodlesandfanfic

Cassandra Cain

the girlfriend theives - @spvilers

Tim Drake

one-shot - @veronica-17-hood

Roy Harper

tired - @rev-wrath

#dc fic rec #bruce wayne x reader #Bruce Wayne fic recs #dick grayson x reader #dick grayson fic recs #jason todd x reader #jason todd fic recs #tim drake x reader #tim drake fic recs #damian wayne x reader #damian wayne x reader x jon kent #cassandra cain x reader #batmom #batmom fic recs #batsis #batfam x reader #wally west x reader #jason todd x reader x roy harper

[mistical52]

DC x DP Crossover

What if the Justice League needed to summon the Ghost King to help them face some big threat, and John Constantine has the bright idea to have someone who's a part of the Ghost King's dominion to pacify the king when he arrives. So Jason Todd is brought in. Because dying and coming back is kinda like being a ghost right?

Feel free to use this as a prompt if you want! But I do have a one-shot written below as well.

Ao3

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The large room in the watchtower was locked down tight. The reinforced blast doors covered the entrance and the windows were shut and sealed. Standing around the painted circle were all the heads of the Justice League along with John Constantine, Zatanna, all of the bats, and Jason’s friends Roy Harper and Starfire. 

Normally the bats, Roy and Kor wouldn’t be involved with some magical bullshit being done by the heads of the J.L. but none of them were going to let Jason go in there without them. Since apparently, Constantine had said that whoever the fuck they were summoning might take it easy on the Justice League for disturbing them if the Justice League had someone who was kinda, sort of, almost, maybe at one point was a part of their dominion. That person just so happened to be Jason. Which freaked him the fuck out. Not that he’d admit that. At all. 

Though he might admit it to Roy and Kor after this mess was over. 

But since Jason had died and come back to life he might still be considered a citizen of the dead, or else he might be remembered for holding that status at one point. Which was what Constantine was banking on. 

Normally Jason would tell him to fuck off but the lives of everyone on Earth were on the line. And since Jason lived on that so-called planet and so did people he tolerated and maybe even liked, he was willing to step up if his being there could help in any way. 

Fuck Trigon honestly. The fact that Raven, their biggest asset for defeating Trigon was hurt and draining herself to hold him at bay had worried the Justice League. They were willing to call in an unknown for backup. They needed someone who could counter magic. Especially since most of the Justice League was susceptible to magic.  

So here he was standing in front of a fucking summoning circle with all of his siblings and his two friends there for support. Even Barbra was here in person. 

Constantine and Zatanna started to chant and the circle and the other symbols started to glow white. As the spell progressed the glow changed from white to blue. The blue then started to transition to green while black lightning started to spark from the circle as an impossible wind picked up in the sealed room. A chill went down Jason’s spine as the temperature in the room dropped dramatically. Frost creeped out from the edges of the circle as the glow settled on a Lazarus pit green. 

Jason’s shoulders drew tighter at the sight of that colour, but he stayed perfectly still otherwise. 

Zatanna and Constantine stopped chanting at the same time as a loud crack from the lightning filled the room and the horrid green glow from the circle became almost blinding. 

After a second the glow died down, the lightning halted and the temperature stopped dropping. 

The echo of the crack was still bouncing off the walls when a gloopy white hand with long spindly fingers and long claws on the end of each finger reached up from the circle. The claws clicked as they came back down and made contact with the floor of the watchtower while the palm of the hand made a soft wet splat. A second white hand reached up through the summoning circle and planted itself on the floor. Small clumps of the hand dripped onto the floor. Both hands flexed and gripped the ground, claws scraping and leaving scratches on the floor. 

Slowly a burning crown and a head emerged from the depths of the summoning circle. The head hung low and the only discernible features visible were white hair and pointed ears while the dark crown was surrounded by otherworldly fire. The torso followed closely behind the head. The being let go of the ground and rose above it, floating till they were fully through the ground with the painted summoning circle. A long tail followed the torso and slowly moved underneath the being. The end of the tail turned into gloopy wisps that periodically broke off and faded. The being was easily over ten feet tall without including the full length of the tail or how it was floating a foot or so off the ground. The arms of the being were lanky and too long to be human. Most of the body was a cold black that seemed like it just held back an endless void. Patterns of white broke up the black with the hands and forearms ending in a blotchy white. Two bands wrapped around the top of each arm while white covered the sides of the torso. White also wrapped around the waist and splattered the neck. 

Slowly but surely the being raised their head and looked at the people surrounding the summoning circle. 

It’s empty, Lazarus pit green eyes landed on Jason and stayed there. 

Jason felt The Pit jump and he instantly took a step back his heart rate spiking. 

Not here. Not now. He had to stay here. He had to help. Please, not now. He didn’t want the madness and rage to come for him now. 

The being, the Ghost King moved towards Jason not taking their eyes off him. Not even blinking. 

Jason took another step back. He tried to breathe. He needed to calm down. He could feel The Pit making his eyes glow. 

“No,” said the Ghost King in something that was definitely not a human language. Though how Jason understood it was beyond him.

The Ghost King moved forward again, but as the being got closer their form melted and shifted. A cape with stars shining through the underside flared out from behind the king as their form shrunk. When the form settled it was on something almost human, with pointed ears, and a suit with the same markings the being had before. The Ghost King took a step forward, and it was a step, the king now had sturdy-looking white boots replacing his tail. 

“It’s okay,” continued the Ghost King in what was definitely English this time, “Please don’t be scared. I’m not going to hurt you,” he said with a gentle smile. 

The Pit rose at that statement and Jason took another step back. Even though he couldn’t feel the anger that usually came with The Pit. 

Jason looked into the gaze of the Ghost King and his Lazarus pit green eyes and tried to swallow down his rising panic. They were the exact shade of burning green. Jason didn’t want to be there again. He didn’t want to be anywhere near those waters ever again. Of course, the fucking Ghost King would have eyes the same colour as the Lazarus pit. He was the king of ghosts after all. King of the dead in a way. Fuck. Jason was in his jurisdiction, wasn’t he? He didn’t- he wouldn’t be controlled by The Pit again or anything related to it. 

Screw this, Jason wanted out. He wasn’t going to let himself be thrown into madness again and hurt his family. 

Jason was about to signal to his friends and family that he wanted to leave, but the Ghost King spoke again. 

“Your mark of death isn’t right, but I can help,” the king paused for a second and winced, “Though I lied before, sorry. I didn’t mean to. I was trying to be reassuring. This is going to hurt, but you’ll be better after.” 

Kor and Dick stepped in front of Jason, half blocking him from view while the rest of his family positioned themselves on either side of him. Roy was behind him, arrows ready. Batman was still off to the side, but he had a hand on a few batarangs. 

The Ghost King stepped over the edge of the summoning circle and the other Justice League members snapped into fighting stances. 

“Constantine,” Batman hissed, “You said he wouldn’t be able to cross the circle.”

“Bloody hell! He shouldn’t be able to do that!” responded Constantine, preparing a spell. 

The Ghost King held out a hand towards Jason and twisted it into a fist. 

Jason gasped and clutched his chest, stumbling forward. The Pit felt like it was being yanked forward in his chest. His blood felt like it was paused in motion and pulled towards the Ghost King. Wisps of an oily putrid green seemed to be pulled from him. Jason grabbed his chest tighter, he couldn’t breathe. His veins were on fire. He was only just aware of the fact that he was screaming. 

The sounds of a fight were so distant to him. Jason was just trying to focus on staying awake. Jason closed his eyes for what he thought was a moment and when he opened them his whole world was tilting and Jason was aware that he was falling. He closed his eyes before the impact. 

Jason didn’t know how long he closed his eyes but he wasn’t lying flat on the ground. He was on his knees being held up by someone, his head on their shoulder. The person was rubbing soothing circles into Jason’s back. Jason groaned. Everything ached. He weakly grabbed at the person holding him and he got a handful of a cape.  

“B, you get the number of the truck that hit me?” Jason asked weakly. 

The person holding him gave a soft chuckle, “Sorry, that was me.” 

Jason suddenly realised why the person holding him felt smaller than Batman, and why the cape felt finer. Jason’s head snapped up to see the Ghost King holding him. Jason scrambled back, his heart drumming loudly in his ears as he reached for his knife. 

Glancing around Jason saw that the two of them were encased in a small green dome. Outside the J.L. was trying to crack it open. The sounds were muffled but Superman and Wonder Woman’s punches still caused an echoey boom that reverberated throughout the whole dome. 

“Hood!” called Batman’s concerned voice over the coms. Jason could see Batman near his position in the dome, a blowtorch in hand. 

“I’m awake,” replied Jason, he could hear the sounds of relief over the coms. 

Jason narrowed his eyes behind his helmet as he turned his attention to the Ghost King, “What did you do to me?”

The Ghost King held up his hands in surrender from his seated position, “I’m sorry I hurt you, but it had to be done. It feels better now doesn’t it?” he asked as he tapped his sternum while keeping one hand held up. 

Jason frowned, and then he felt it. The Pit. It was quiet in a way it had never been. It was peaceful. Jason’s frown eased slightly, then it came back. 

“Yes it does, but you didn’t answer my question.”

“You had contaminated ectoplasm in your system, Ancients know how you managed to do that, and I got the contamination out,” answered the Ghost King. 

“Where is it now?” asked Jason. 

One of the Ghost King’s hands rubbed the back of his head. The motion was so human that it threw Jason off kilter for a moment. 

“I uh, I absorbed it,” answered the Ghost King, “It’s fine for me. My system will eat through it in a day. It’s better than just leaving the nasty parts of the contaminated ectoplasm lying around.” 

“Yeah, I guess,” said Jason, who knew nothing about ectoplasm, contaminated or otherwise and how well eldritch beings absorbed it. 

The Ghost King rocked to his feet and Jason tensed. 

The Ghost King saw this and held out placating hands, “That’s it I promise. You’re all clean and from what I can tell you have a clean bill of health. You know, for someone who died. Actually, I’m going to need to ask Frostbite if he knows what you are because you’re not a ghost and you’re not a halfa either,” the last part was muttered but it wasn’t quiet enough to stop Jason from hearing it.

The Ghost King took a few slow and deliberate steps forward. Jason kept his knife in hand and shifted for a better angle to lunge if he needed to. 

Stopping at Jason’s feet the Ghost King smiled and stuck out a hand, offering a hand up, “I’m Phantom. You’re Red Hood right?”

Jason looked at the hand and felt the quiet peace from The Pit.

With a strong grasp, Jason took the Ghost King’s hand and let himself be pulled up. 

“You can just call me Hood.”

Phantom gave Jason a warm smile. Jason was surprised to note that Phantom was looking down at him. Phantom was taller than Jason by a couple of inches, though his build was lean and strong. The Ghost King looked no older than twenty, though Jason knew that appearances could be deceiving in that regard, especially for some kind of eldritch being like Phantom. 

Jason let go of Phantom’s hand and took a step back as he put his knife away. 

A resounding boom shook the dome they were in and both Jason and Phantom looked over to see Green Lantern’s hammer construct pull back for another swing. 

“Do you mind telling them to knock it off? I don’t exactly want to add the Justice League to the list of people I’ve fought,” said Phantom. 

“Hey B, tell everyone to stop. I’m fine,” said Jason into his com. 

“Hood you are not the fine! You passed out!” exclaimed Starfire over the com. 

Jason winced slightly not expecting the volume, “I promise I am perfectly fine. King Phantom didn’t hurt me.”

“J-Hood, you were screaming in agony before you blacked out. If that doesn’t count as ‘hurting you’ I don’t know what does!” said Roy, adding his input. 

Phantom winced next to Jason, “I am very sorry about that. If I knew another way I would have done it.” 

Jason glanced over at Phantom before locking eyes with Harper from behind the dome, “He can hear everything on the coms. He’s sorry and he said he didn’t know how to do it another way.” 

“Do what?” asked Batman. 

“Get rid of the contaminated ectoplasm or some shit,” explained Jason, “Look, we don’t have time for this. We’re on a time limit. Everyone stop fucking attacking the green dome thing,” Jason waited a moment and when the attacks seemed to pause he turned to Phantom, “I assume you made this,” he said gesturing to the dome, “Can you get rid of it? Please.” Jason tacked on a ‘please’ when he realised he should at least use manners with royalty that supposedly helped him. 

Phantom scoffed, “Of course, I can.” 

With a wave of his hand, the dome disappeared. 

As soon as the dome disappeared Dick was by his side looking him over with Superman zooming forward and bodily putting himself between Jason and the Ghost King with a wary gaze on Phantom. 

Dick checked Jason over, lifting up his arms and checking him for injuries. Jason squirmed out of his grip and battered his hands away. 

“I’m fine. Really I am,” he said in an attempt to reassure his older brother. 

“Jaybird,” said Dick as he locked eyes with Jason and used his ‘don’t lie to me’ tone. 

“Really. He helped me. I’ll explain a bit more later, but I am fine.” 

Dick looked at him for a few more moments before backing off and turning his glare to Phantom, who it seemed was not immune to the big brother stare. 

Jason needed to put an end to that. They still needed the Ghost King’s help. 

Jason took a breath then stepped forward around Superman, dodging the hand that reached out for him and stopped right in front of Phantom. As casually as he could manage Jason offered his hand to Phantom, “Thanks.”

“Hey, no problem. I’m here to help. That's why you called me,” replied Phantom with a smile while he shook Jason’s hand.  

“Actually, the ectoplasm contamination wasn’t why we called you,” informed Jason. 

“It wasn’t?” asked Phantom tilting his head, “What else could you need my help with? You’re the only one here who’s died.” 

“If you don’t help us there’s a chance that more will be added to that list,” said Jason grimly. Usually, he’d joke about death. But this wasn’t his own, he wasn’t going to joke about the death of his friends and family. 

Constantine stepped forward, “His name is Trigon. He’s from another dimension called Azareth. He’s a powerful demon that wants to come here and destroy all life or consume it. Most of the Justice League isn’t suited to fight magic. Raven, our best bet against this twat got injured when he reached across dimensions and injured her. She’s doing her best to hold him off so we have a chance to make a plan and gather our resources.” 

Phantom’s face twisted to a frown, “I may be the king of ghosts but I have no interest in watching my kingdom grow like that. If that does happen it will throw out the balance. If the living world is destroyed then so is the Ghost Zone and the Infinite Realms. One can’t exist without the other. Not to mention that I have living people I care about too. What do you need?” 

During Constantine's talk with Phantom both of Jason’s friends and every single one of his family members came to check on him. Even the Demon Brat gave him a once-over.

#Dc #DC comics #Danny Phantom #DP #crossover #dc x dp crossover #Batfam #Jason Todd #Red Hood #Batman #Dick Grayson #Fanfiction #My writing #my fanfiction #Ghost King Danny Phantom #Ghost King Danny #I never know which tag it is #I hope you all enjoy!

[e-nonsense]

𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗡 𝗜? - 1𝘒 𝘊𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘉𝘙𝘈𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕

pairing. dick grayson x fem!angel!reader [wc. 1.6k]

warnings. john constantine, alcohol use, bad smoking habits, you use your brain, mentions of demons and magic, incorrect comic knowledge, dickhead grayson, bad ending

apart of my 1k celebration masterlist repost because first one got a community label

Aleksander, your boyfriend  was a great guy, he was tall, handsome, with sandy brown hair and hazel eyes that looked gold in the sun. But on top of that he treated you like a Queen.

He didn't have too much money, but he worked his ass off to give you a good lifestyle. So you never understood why your best friend Dick Grayson didn't like him. Dick was a great guy, if you had to admit you used to have a small crush on him but that quickly went away when you met your boyfriend.

Over time it got awkward for you if you wanted to hang out with both of them, thankfully everytime the three of you met up Dick always brought Kori along. You were never sure why —although it seemed she did and it only amused her further when you didn't realise— but the two of you always got along, you liked Kori and you wished the best for her and Dick's relationship.

You said it to them the first time you met and they seemed so touchy, what concerned you was the angry look in his eyes and the way Jason choked on his drink then started laughing.

You knew what your closest friend was like with women and that's what made you get over him faster than anyone else. He broke more hearts than anyone could count, no matter what persona he took on at night you knew you weren't ready for that kind of heartbreak.

So when you were invited to a Wayne Gala —by Bruce who always thought of you as his daughter— you asked Aleksander to be your plus one.

You stood off towards the side with a few of the original teen titans, reminiscing the times you all had. "remember the time n/n dropped Dick when she was flying?"

You groaned, "to be fair Garth I was rushing around trying to save you all from being poisoned"

"You dropped him?" Aleksander snorted. Normally someone would've been a little concerned but your boyfriend had seen you in action just as you'd seen him.

You were an incarnation of an angel and Aleksander was a very powerful warlock with dark magic, it was fate that the two would meet. It was easy to hide your golden wings thanks to him.

Your head shot up when you saw Roy Harper accompanying Jason Todd, "Roy!" the man turned his head towards the sound of his name and grinned when he saw you, "N/n!"

The two of you met in the middle and he pulled you in for a dramatic hug. You hadn't seen Roy in months after being swept away with your responsibilities helping The Endless. "It's been forever babe!"

You heard Jason muffle laughter behind you. "Hi Jase, let's dance"

Just as you pulled him away a slow song started, looking back you saw Roy wipe a fake tear mouthing something like "they grow up so fast" to Aleksander who was fake crying and holding onto Roy.

Jason let out a huff of amusement when Roy pulled your boyfriend to dance. "Where’ve you been?”

You looked up into his eyes and smiled, “Y’know saving the world, stopping magical entities who want to destroy the universe”

“Oh so the usual?” you hummed, “but that’s not why I wanted to dance with you”

“Oh?”

“Jase, is your brother mad at me or something?”

Jason tilted his head to the side like a puppy, “Dickhead?” you felt bad for asking because Jason really looked like he was thinking hard about why his brother would be mad at you. 

He spun you around and once he pulled you back in he muttered, ”I think I might know why big birds mad”

You looked at him with a curious glint in your eyes, “you can’t tell him I told you”

“I promise”

"Aleks he likes me?"

Your boyfriend sighed, "Why do you make it sound like it'd be hard to be in love with you?"

"I— wait what?" you watched as a grin spread across his features. "What?"

"Baby" you whined as he shook his head, "nuh uh, what were you saying before?"

"I love you— wait no that wasn't it" you groaned, "I can't remember—"

"I love you too but we were talking about your friend" he lent back onto the wall pulling out a cigarette and a light —smoking was a habit he picked up from John Constantine, he raised you and he was the man who trained your boyfriend.

"Jase said that he likes me in that way and that's why doesn't like you"

"mhm" he nodded blowing out smoke from between his lips, "I know"

"You knew?!"

"baby, I see the way everyone looks at you" he tugged at your hand, "have to scout for possible competition y'know" his accent was thicker the lower he talked.

When Aleksander heard the door slam open he pulled you into him, dropping the cigarette onto the floor, summoning a few of his guard dogs.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" came Dick Grayson's angry voice, when one of the silver dogs leaped at him obviously sensing its master's distaste for the man in front of them.

"Well, when someone slams open a door it's usually never good" you were hidden from view and you hadn't made your presence known.

You heard Dick mutter, "you bitch, I don't understand why she's with you."

Aleksander let out a mocking laugh, "because she loves me?"

"I doubt anyone could love you"

Aleksander raised a brow, "what do you think love? Can anyone love me?"

Dick's head snapped up to see you protectively held in the other man's embrace and glared at the hand around your waste but his eyes softened when he met your disbelieving gaze.

"Why would you— how could you say something like that?"

"Y/n" when he moved forwards you scrunched your nose in distaste at the strong smell of alcohol, he noticed and stopped moving.

"N/n..." the two of you somehow always managed to read each other's minds.

"what do you want me to do Dick— I can't leave him"

"not even for me?"

You looked away, thinking back to when you first met him.

"Come on! why isn't it working?!" You watched silently from across the room —behind John Constantine— as Dick slammed his fists onto the desk.

"S'alright kid" you looked at John, "don't call me kid"

"Alright then sunshine" you gave him a look and he snorted, "pumpkin patch" he grinned when he saw you facepalm. John didn't understand why he took care of you, he didn't have he knew that but he did regardless. Maybe because deep inside no matter how hard he fought it he was scared that you'd turn out like him.

He knew he saw his reflection in your eyes, he saw the boy he was. Rash, unpredictable, a bit arrogant... scared of not being enough.

You couldn't remember why you were in the batcave that day but you were happy to be there and you made a friend.

You looked at Aleksander who was waiting for you, hand outstretched. It reminded you of when the two of you had first met.

"Hey! Get away from her!" you didn't see much when a bright purple light came out of nowhere.

You were confused, you'd seen magic like this before but not in this form. "Are you alright?" you found yourself face to face with a boy, overgrown sandy hair falling into his eyes, hazel eyes that you'd swear was glowing. He was around the same age as you 15 or 16.

"you're pretty" the words came out of your mouth before you realised you were thinking them. you watched a pink slowly dusted his face and he grinned, "you're prettier"

He pulled you up, steadying you and then let go. "I'm Aleksander"

"Y/n!" you whipped around and was brought into warm arms, "fuck, pumpkin patch I thought you were hurt"

"Sorry Johnny" if anyone the two of you knew were to see this they'd think they were on drugs, mostly because everyone knew John as an arrogant prick who only did things for his own benefit.

You didn't protest when he brought your face into his hands, inspecting for injuries. Instead you scanned his face for any cuts or bruises you could heal for him. You lifted you hand up reaching for the faint tint of purple below his eye, once your hands reached his face they were glowing a faint white-yellow.

"Thanks pumpkin patch" he grinned and moved his eyes to the boy behind them, "who are you?" his tone came off rude and harsh.

"Johnny!" you slapped his arm, he rolled his eyes and the boy behind you smiled. "I'm Aleks"

"Did you do that?" John asked, motioning to the dead demon that was slowly disintegrating. Aleksander nodded and watched as John whispered something in your ear that seemed to make your face light up.

John walked away to smoke, muttering "stupid kid, making me soft." You explained to Aleksander that John offered to take him in and teach him how to control his magic. If the boy had to admit the older man made him nervous but your company made him feel a little more at home. When John came back he looked at you expecting an answer but instead you shrugged as he opened a portal and walked through.

You moved towards the portal and held out your hand towards Aleksander.

Back in the present time you sighed, "he's very dear to me"

"dearer than I?"

Just as Aleksander took your hand that day, you took his today. "I'm sorry Dick" And in a flash of white light you both were gone.

Leaving the man in silence and quiet, he scoffed bottle in hand, he walked away.

© ʜᴇʟʟꜱ-ᴇꜱᴄᴀᴘᴇᴇꜱ. ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ/ꜱᴛᴇᴀʟ/ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛᴇ

#i have no regrets #dickory #oc x reader #dick grayson imagine #dick grayson x reader #dick grayson angst #nightwing x reader #nightwing imagine #nightwing angst

[a1307s]

Kinks #1

(Conner Kent Smut)

[Art is not mine! Credit to kămenOWL ]

Request By: dogma0325

Keys:

Y/N - Your Name

E/C - Eye Color

Word Count: 3,527

Warnings and/or Pre-Notes:

Catcalling

Mild name calling/bickering/cursing

Choking

Hair pulling

Lost virginity (Conner)

Bruising

Grinding

Semi-domination

Mentions of degrading

Spanking

Stroking/Riding

Thigh cum shot

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Conner's POV

     The living room is super noisy this afternoon. Wally and Robin decided to invite Roy Harper for what they called a 'boys night' in. Apparently a 'boys night' is all the boys hanging out without any of the girls on the team around. In a counter action to this, Artemis invited Zatanna over to hangout with Y/N, M'gann and herself for a 'girls night'. I have learned that the only difference between a 'boys night' and a 'girls night' is the genders who are hanging out in what room.

     If I'm honest I would much rather be at the girls' night in Y/N's room than in the living room with the boy teammates - and Roy. The boys are loud and only talk about this thing called 'football'. I was interested in some of the conversation when Roy was talking about fixing his motorcycle. I like machines, they're understandable and unchanging; unlike humans.

     A whistle pulls me out of my thoughts, pulling my attention towards the direction it came in. "You're looking hot, Y/N," Roy - who I assume whistled - says with a smirk and a wink.

     My head snaps upward at the sound of Y/N's name. I'm not sure what I feel about her yet. When she's around it's hard to breathe and my stomach feels upset but when she's talking to Wally or Kaldur touches her back I get angry. I explained these emotions to Canary last week when she was here for our training and she told me it sounded like a 'crush'. After some research and an explanation from Robin apparently a 'crush' is when you have romantic love feeling things for a person. From how he explained it, it's supposed to make me feel good, but it just makes me feel confused and angry.

     "Keep your tongue in your mouth, Harper," Y/N says, a small giggle following her words. Y/N leans over Roy's chair, her chin resting on his red hair and her arms folded under her chest. From what I can see she's wearing one of my shirts along with her tight velvet necklace. Last month Y/N explained to me the tight necklaces she wears are called 'chokers'. Her conversation with Roy makes my nervous boil with anger but seeing her wear my shirt makes my stomach warm up.

     "Hurry up and get out of here! It's boys night," Wally whines, throwing a piece of his popcorn at Y/N. "What are you even doing out here?"

     "The girls wanted a snack and I lost the drawing so I got the great joy of seeing you boys pig out in the common room," She says, letting her feet fall back on the floor before walking over to the kitchen.

     "It's only Wally that is pigging out," Says Kaldur with a sweet smile. The smile makes my anger even more unbearable.

     "Suck my dick, Captain," Y/N mocks with a slupy salute.

     "You don't have one," Roy reminds her as if that's something a girl could forget. Maybe Y/N did forget she doesn't have a penis.

     "And yet my cock is bigger than yours," She snaps back at Roy, opening a cabinet and pulling out two bags of chips. "Maybe if you pulled some of your dick out of your personality you could keep a girlfriend," Y/N finishes before walking out of the living room and back down the hallway. Her comments towards Roy make my stomach even warmer, but this time it starts to tighten in a way I haven't felt before.

     "God it would be so fun to sleep with her," Mumbles Roy, getting a chuckle out of Wally.

     "Gosh not very humble, are we?" Wally asks, making himself chuckle even more. "Honestly Y/N is probably super vanilla."

     "Vanilla? As in the ice cream?" I ask, confusion over taking me. How can Y/N be an ice cream flavor?

     The guys laugh at me before Robin grabs my shoulder. "Big Guy, Vanilla is a term used for someone that isn't kinky in bed. Like you!" He explains, giving me more questions instead of answers.

     "Dude I swear Y/N is a hundred percent into choking," Roy says before taking a drink of his pop.

     "We are aware. Her chokers are a dead give away," Kaldur adds on before going back to his book.

     "I know she's into hair pulling," Robin says, catching the attention of Roy.

     "What makes you say that?"

     "I accidentally pulled her hair the other day and instead of saying 'ow' or being pissed off she said 'hey'," The youngest boy explains.

     "I'm still confused," I say as my confusion starts quickly turning into anger.

      "Ask one of the girls to explain it later," Wally says before going back to talk to Roy about Artemis's 'kinks'.

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     A little after ten everyone left the mountain for the night. Well everyone that doesn't live here anyway, which leaves Kaldur, M'gann, Y/N, and me.

     The question from earlier still eats at my brain and after talking to M'gann it's come to my attention that Y/N is my only hope for an explanation. So, here I am, standing outside her door. My stomach is upset again and my lungs feel like the air is being forced out of them. Is my question really important enough to disturb Y/N?

     Before I can make up my mind her door comes swinging open. "You know, your heart beat is really loud right now and is making it hard to sleep," She tells me, but it's hard for me to focus on her words. She's standing in her doorway with nothing but my T-shirt from earlier on. The warm and tight feeling comes back from earlier.

     "What?" I ask, completely forgetting to register her words.

     Y/N sighs and rolls her eyes at me before repeating herself. "I said your heart beat is too loud right outside my door so I can't fall asleep, so what do you want?"

     My mind struggles to make sense of Y/N's words as I look at her. She has to have shorts on or something under my shirt, right? Right?! "Because of your super-senses?" I manage to push out as I focus on the ended hem of my shirt. It rests gently against her thighs. If there's even a gentle breeze it'll move and expose everything. That's very pervy of me to think, isn't it?

     "Good conclusion captain obvious," Y/N says, crossing her arms over her chest, causing her boobs to plump up on top of her arms. I'm definitely a pervert. "What do you want, Sups? I'm tired and want to go to bed."

     "Can I ask you some questions? The boys were talking about some stuff today and I don't really know what they mean," I ask, tugging my eyes away from her chest and nervously scratching the back of my head.

     "Sure," Y/N says, turning around and heading back into her room but keeping the door open for me to follow. "Close the door when you walk in," She says, plopping down on her bed. Y/N lays down on her gray bedding. Her knees are bent up, causing my shirt to pool as high up her thigh as possible without showing anything. Her arm is over her eyes and her hair is fanned out in all directions across her pillows.

     I walk in and softly swing the door closed. The click of the door closing and the view of Y/N causes that pressure in my groin to grow more. "What were the boys talking about?" She asks, not moving her arm from her eyes.

     "Umm..." I mumble, walking over to her bed and folding myself in a seated position at the foot of it. "I think they called them 'kinks'," I finish, willing myself not to reach out and touch Y/N's knees.

     "What?" Y/N's question comes out sharp as she sits up. She folds her legs under her in a criss-cross sitting position. Her underwear pokes out from under my shirt, exposing the red color of it. I quickly snap my eyes away from that area and decide to focus on her E/C eyes. "Do you not know what a kink is? Is that your question?" She asks, reaching her hands out to hold my shoulders. Her eyes are tense as they focus on my face.

     "No I do not," I say, taking a quick glance down at her chest before snapping my eyes to the wall parallel with us. "Roy and Robin said you have a choking and hair pulling kink. That sounds like it would hurt".

     Y/N's cheeks go red at my words and she quickly moves her hands off my shoulders. "They're not wrong," She mumbles, fussing with her hair like she usually does when she's flustered. "I mean, it does like hurt but like... it's a good hurt, I guess? I don't know how to explain it..." Y/N slides off into thought after she tries to explain it to me.

     The thought of wrapping my hand around her throat takes over my thoughts, I want to know how she'll react. I want to know what she means by a 'good hurt'. Before I can stop myself I reach out and gently wrap my hand around her throat. "Wh...What are... what are you doing?" Y/N questions, her cheeks getting redder and her pupils widen some.

     "I wanted to see what you meant by 'good hurt'," I answer, carefully watching how she reacts.

     Y/N wiggles around, moving herself into a kneeling position in front of me. Her hands reach up to mine, filling my head with worry. What if I'm not doing it right? What if I upset Y/N? "You're doing it wrong," She says, moving my fingers to a certain spot on the side of her neck and gently pushing my palm up and off her windpipe. "You're supposed to gently squeeze the veins next to my neck. If you push down on my windpipe you'll break it. For someone like you I strongly suggest being extra careful," She says, looking up into my eyes again when she's done moving my hand into the right spot.

     "Can... Can I squeeze?" I ask, glancing down at my hand before looking back up at her. She nods yes, biting the bottom of her lip. "I want to hear you say yes."

      "Yes," She says, gently leaning into my hand. I gently squeeze, afraid of hurting her, "You can squeeze harder," Y/N says, her voice soft and her eyes half lidded. I obey, squeezing slightly more. "Perfect," She says, her voice coming out husky.

     "Is this a kink?" I ask, my eyes raking down her body. Gently I place my hand on her thigh so my fingers barely touching the hem of my shirt on her body.

     "Mhm," Y/N hums, her eyes completely closed now. "A kink is something someone likes to happen to them in bed. My kinks are choking - obviously. I also like getting spanked, my hair pulled, and being degraded. Sometimes I dabble in being a submissive too," She explains, scooting herself closer to me. "Can I sit in your lap?" She asks quietly, opening her eyes to look at me.

      "Umm... sure," I say, reluctantly letting go of her throat. Y/N gently climbs into my lap, wrapping her legs around my torso and softly resting her arms over my shoulders. Her area feels warm pushing up against my jeans. "Can you teach me how to pull hair?" I ask slowly, waiting to see how she responds.

     "Sure!" Y/N chirps out, her pupils growing even bigger. "So you're going to want to take a good chunk of my hair in your hand. You can take all of it if you want," She explains, and I obey, taking her hair in my hand and making a sort of ponytail out of it. "Next you're going to want to pull it back until I'm looking up at the ceiling. Don't pull super hard though or you'll actually hurt me."

     I listen to Y/N again, using the same amount of strength as I did on her throat. A strange sound comes out of Y/N as her head leans back from me pulling on her hair. "Am I hurting you?" I ask, losing my grip on her.

     "N... no..." She murmurs, blanking her eyes a few times before leaning her head back again. "You're just... turning me on..." She says, focusing on the ceiling. "Can you pull my hair again?"

      I pull her hair back again, focusing on the skin on her neck. It's slightly bruised from where I had my hand before. "What does that mean? 'Turning you on'?" I ask, trying to ignore the hard feeling forming in my pants.

     "Umm... being turned on... it ahh... it's the feeling where you want to have sex. I'm not sure how it is for guys but when us girls get turned on it's... it's like this pressure around our stomach, I guess? When girls get turned on they start,.. Like... leaking? That's not the right word..." She mumbles, rotating her hips to move forward. The feeling sends chilling waves through me. "When girls get turned on we... we form these like... juices? I don't know. Our pussies just get super wet. When guys get turned on though their dicks get a rush of blood and that's how boners are formed."

     "I think I'm forming a boner," I mumble, slowly leaning down to Y/N's neck. Every nerve in me wants to kiss the skin on her neck. It's just so smooth and beautiful that I can't help myself. "Is that wrong?" I am worried that I'm crossing some imaginary line I'm not aware of.

     "No... no it's... it's not," Y/N mumbles, tapping on my arm. In response I let go of her hair. Y/N's head flips up and she looks at me, her eyes burning into mine. "I really want to fuck you right now, Conner." She tells me, making the boner in my pants grow even more.

     "As in like... wanting me to put my... in... in your?" I ask, awkwardly resting my hands on her shoulders.

     "Ya, but we don't have too! We don't have to do anything you don't want!" Y/N yelps, starting to push herself off of me.

     "No! I... I want to... to do the... the sex..." I mumble, pulling her back into my lap. "How's... how's it going to feel?"

     "First, never call it 'doing the sex' again. It's just 'having sex'. Second, Roy explained it as a like warm and tight feeling."

     The mention of Roy makes my anger bubble and before I can stop myself I have my hand back into Y/N's hair and her head snapped back up. "Roy isn't here so I don't know why you need to say his name. Is he here? Are you sitting on his lap? Do you ask him to fuck you?"

     Y/N's woman hood beats under me like her heart has fallen from her chest. "Fuck Conner," She mumbles, rolling her hips aginst mine again. "N... no he's not here right now."

     "I'm sorry," I mumble, finally giving in and letting myself kiss her neck. "How do we...?" I ask, releasing her hair.

     "Don't apologize, I like when guys say stuff like that," Y/N says, crawling off my lap. She positions herself on all fours in front of me with her ass sticking high in the air towards me and her weight leaning on her forearms. "Can you... um... spank me?" She asks, slowly moving her hips so her butt shakes in front of me.

     "Umm... sure... if you explain how to do that," I say, my eyes following her butt as it moves and my penis straining against my pants.

     "Just smack my ass. Just be aware of how much power you're using, I don't want to get badly hurt," Y/N answers back, turning her head to look back at me.

     I roll her words over in my head as I gently rest my hands on her waist. "Just smack it?" I ask, getting a humming yes from the girl exposed in front of me. "Okay," I mumble, settling her hips in place before taking a hand off of her. I draw back my hand before swinging it forward and connecting it with Y/N's behind. A soft mew spills out of her as she hangs her head. "Like that?" I ask, rubbing the redding spot.

     "Ya," Y/N breathes out as her legs start to shake. I take that as a good sign, drawing my hand back a few more times and connecting it back into the same spot. With every smack her noises get louder. By the sixth time Y/N's voice is shaky. "Please Conner," She whines, rubbing her thighs together.

     "Please what?" I ask, rubbing the tender skin. Y/N wasn't lying when she said women leak. Sticky clear liquid coats her thighs. Curiosity gets the better of me, causing me to stick my hand on her thigh and coat my hand in the watery substance.

     "Please fuck me," She whimpers, moving her hips back and rubbing her butt aginst my penis.

     "I don't... I don't know how to do that," I say, rubbing the liquid between my fingers. "Can you show me?"

     "Ya," She says, turning around and pushing me back into a seated position. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Y/N asks, starting to undo my pants.

     "Yes, I'm sure," I answer, watching her movements carefully.

     Y/N wastes no time undoing my pants. Her hand presses against my boxers when she finally manages to undo my bottoms. The touch is small but still manages to shoot sparks through my body. I clench my jaw, holding back noises as she gently pulls out my cock. It stands up on its own but that doesn't stop Y/N from running her hand up and down on it. "I'm going to sit on it," She says, letting go of me and wiggling her way out of her underwear.

     "Isn't that going to hurt?" I ask, focusing on the ceiling to avoid looking at her womanhood.

     "No it won't. There's this... hole? That your dick goes into so like I'm not sitting-sitting on your dick. I'll just be sitting on your lap... with you.. In me..." She explains, glancing to the side before she rests her hand on my face.

     Gently, Y/N pulls my face down so I'm looking at her. She's so close to me that our noses are rubbing. "I'm going to kiss you," She says, rubbing her thumb on my cheek.

     "Okay."

     She takes her time to lean up and close the gap between us. When her lips touch mine they're soft and puffy against my own. The feeling of us kissing is a nice break from the heat and tension in the room. After a minute or two Y/N pulls away from me, dropping her hands from my face to my shoulders. "I'm going to put you in me now," Y/N mumbles, lifting herself and hovering herself over my dick.

     Slowly, Y/N settles herself on my lap. The feeling in her is exactly as she explained. It's nice and warm. Her insides wrap tightly around me which I take as a good thing because Y/N lets out a little gasp. "You're... you're so big," She mumbles, gripping tight on my shoulders.

     "Is that a bad thing?" I ask, settling my hands on her lower back.

     "Fuck no," She whispers into my ear, slowly lifting herself up before plopping back down on me. She goes slow a few more times before picking up her pace. "Fuck," She whines, sliding her hands up to my hair and gripping on to the strands. "You... you should... Um... buck your hips."

     I obey her wish, lifting my hips up as she falls back down. "God damn it!" She yells, tugging on my hair. I repeat the actions a few times, feeling Y/N's insides tighten around me, causing the tension in my groin to grow and making my dick quiver in her. "Y/N?" I ask when the feeling becomes overwhelming. "My... my dick... it feels-"

     "Like it's going to explode?" She asks, kissing the side of my neck. "When that feeling gets really really tense tell me to get off because you can't finish in me," Y/N says, bouncing on my lap some more.

     "You... you should get off... like now," I say, gently pushing her away. Just as Y/N slides off of me a white liquid comes spilling out. Unable to stop myself I let out a low growl and dig my hands into her side.

     Once the tension is all done spilling out I look down at Y/N. She stretched out on the bed with her knees still folded at my thighs. Her chest rises and falls fast as her heart beats faster than usual. Her hair is a mess and her thighs are coated with the juices from the both of us. "That was fun," She says, looking up at me with sparkles in her eyes.

     "Y... ya..." I say back, leaning down and gently brushing a kiss to her lips.

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#conner kent #conner kent smut #Conner Kent one shot #young justice #superboy #superboy oneshot #young justice oneshot #superboy smut #young justice smut #conner kent x reader #superboy x reader

[casualwriters]

Love in the line of Fire- Roy Harper x fem reader

Summary ~ When you were trying to find Black Mask and to take him down you run into Jason Tod and Roy Harper and you hated every minute of seeing Roy again.

Warning ~ fighting, cussing angst and some fluff.

Pairing ~ Roy Harper x Fem reader

Trope ~ Enemies to lovers

This is not what you were thinking this was gonna be your night hunting down Black Mask Dropping through the window your boots silently hitting the floor of Black Mask house, Barbra was in your ear making sure you were okay during the mission, "I made it Babs " You said in a small whisper "Alright get in and out alright y/n" Nodding "I be out soon thanks Babs" You always knew she had your back when you were doing mission.

house was huge how did this psychopath who peeled faces off had the money, to have this house. Looking around the dark limp room were the stair case led down to the main room of the house you were being as quiet as you can when you heard the foot steps of the goons you looked around in panic trying to find a place to hide but there was no luck.

A hand bolted out from the shadow and you were dragged to one of the walls thrashing and kicking you were trying to make the person let go but there was no luck "I will murder you let me go" snapping at the mystery person why were they even helping.

Hearing the snicker from the guy who came into eye sight, his hair was messy and red under the baseball cap he always wore, and in his signature red cloths with his pack of Archers sitting on his back .

"What Made you think you can talk to me like that?" He cocked his head to the side. You saw Jason come out of the shadows he was wearing his helmet, and his guns were on his leg and in holders that were attached to his gear.

"Shut up" you snark at him and turned around the three of them were in the hallway away from the goons nodding and looking at Roy.

"Why are you two even here?" asking them and Roy spoke up He shrugged stepping with Jason a head of you "To take down Black Mask " he said avoiding your gaze

"You need to get out of here Darling" He said. Rolling your eyes you walked in front of Roy "No way in hell Harper " You said glaring daggers at the man. Roy Smile and he says "can you not just listen" the humor was gone from his tone smirking after lifting your chin in defiance "Wipe that smile of your face, and I may consider."

Jason looked at the two of them "You done" he asked his tone was cold but serious even if there was a sense of humor behind it without you two paying attention you both reply at the same time in a whisper tone but it was still loud, "No!" you two said anger was rising up.

"Who there" one of the goons spoke up you three were frozen like deer in head lights, eyeing the two men and there was no plan before you could go a head Jason took his gun out and did a clear head shot.

"Jay bird what the hell!" Roy said holding his bow out and one of the archer in the string. Laughing at his shock pulling out the pistol there were more goons coming outside of the room, from the corner of your eye you saw Black Mask fleeing from the hide out no way in Hell you were gonna let that happen.

"Y/n are you okay" Barbra said through your ear you stood up and aim your gun shooting one of the last goons who were not already on the ground with arrows and bullets. "I am okay" You said standing up but before you can say the last thing Barbra asked Roy grabbed your arm " What" he cut you off "Why did you not do what i say?" concern was over his face but he was masking it "Let's go Roy" You said trying to avoid what he said.

"We lost him" groaning you held your gun close to your self you saw Jason walking behind you and Roy the house was empty now after you three took all the goons, were dead on the floor.

Before any of you three could talk Black mask Gun rang out and you felt a bullet through your arm, "Harper " Mumbling out his name you fell agents the wall but through the blur of your eyes you saw Roy come over to hold you up "I got her, Jay" Roy said helping you up and all you remember was nothing beside Roy helping you up.

Waking up you try to move your body but wincing opening your eyes seeing Roy asleep right next to you in a chair he was slouched down with his baseball cap over his eyes.

"Harper" pushing his shoulder and leaned forward it was weird seeing him quiet and calm there relationship was not normal, He looked up at you and he smiled

"You okay?" he asked shaking your head and frowning "A bullet went through my skin not the best." joking he snicker you could tell that he was upset and worried about you

'"Just Stop" you said he looked at you puzzled he asked "stop what?" Roy said looking at you he could still tell how much of pain you were in "Stop being so nice.'' The room grew quiet has he looked down at you

"Scoot Over" He huffed a playful grin on his face wincing "Take it easy giant" mumbling has he laid on the bed his bed hair was poking out it was kind of cute.

His arm went over and laid on your shoulder, bringing back the old memories before everything went south sighing out loud, you didn't want to be comfortable her body was still in pain and on alert so she relaxed anyway Frowning and looking up at him his face was at peace, his eyes closed.

"One more huge before you fall asleep" talking was making you more drained You did not hear anything beside his arms wrap around your body his head laid in the crook of your neck, and for now whatever dislike or annoyance you had for each other it was gone.

"Good night y/n" he says his lips resting on your neck feeling them move has he talked resting your eyes before sleep took over saying "Goodnight Harper."

#dc comics x reader #roy harper x reader #dc outlaws #red arrow #green arrow #red hood #dc comics #enemies to lovers #writing tropes #roy harper imagine #gotham rogues #black mask #female reader #afab reader #batman #batfamily #roy harper dc #arrowfam

[sporkberries]

Hello! Do you have any recommendations for Roy Harper reading? I'm not bothered about which continuity or where, just if you had a suggestion for where you think he's best 👀

If you wanna go back to some older stuff you can check out the silver age green arrow comics and Teen Titans 1966, I'm not the BIGGEST fan of TT 1966 but it does have some cute and funny moments. I mainly read Bronze Age to Modern age so we'll go with that moving forward. Green Lantern(1960) #85-86 This is Snow Birds don't fly and Roy's most iconic story, It introdcues Roy's struggle with heroin and is pretty sympathetic to addicts which was QUITE the big deal at the time. I also think its important for to me say Ollie is not the best parent in this one, he reacts out of anger and is incredibly upset with both Roy and himself for Roy's addiction. OLLIE DOES LOVE ROY AND IS USUALLY QUITE A GOOD PARENT, THIS IS ONE MOMENT THAT DOES NOT DEFINE HIM OR HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH ROY. MUST READ not just for Roy but for comic book history in general Action Comics(1939) #32 This one is a small one shot thats post snowbirds. Roy is on his own but it shows that he and Ollie still care about eachother and that Ollie really misses Roy. The New Titans(1984) #20-21 THE REVEAL OF LIAN'S EXISTENCE !!!!! ALSO JADEROY!! also itty bitty robin Jason is in this story. ABSOLUTE MUST READ Action Comics(1938) #613-618 I LOVE THIS STORY I LOVE THIS STORY I LOVE THIS STORY. It hurts me but i love it... Jade and Roy and Lian... It also shows how Roy ended up getting Lian. other than that I will say no more... ABSOLUTE MUST READ Titans(1999) #1-2 Lot's of Cute content with Roy and Lian here. I wouldn't consider it an absolute must read but again its fucking adorable so i recommend it. Titans(1999) #6 Donna Kyle and Roy beat up a Nazi with a tragic backstory or whatever, meanwhile Lian is being babysit by someone her mom has personally affected.

Titans(1999) #8-13 JADEROY!!! JADEROY!!!! LIAN!!!! Deals with the aftermath of the previous rec. Also some DonnaRoy which is admittedly cute. This story kinda covers all the moral complications of Roy and Jade and Lian. How Jade's crimes affect them all, as well as how Roy feels about Jade. I would consider this one a must read. Titans(1999) #21-22 Aftermath of previous rec, Chesire is being held to be tried. I realize a lot of these recs are relate to JadeRoy and Lian but they are so important to his character. If you enjoyed the previous story read this one, but i wouldn't recommend it in a vacuum. Titans(1999) #30 More JadeRoy, I am predictable. This is Jade's trial. If you like the previous two storylines read this. It makes me sad it makes me emo I love Jade so much and she went through so much and it doesnt excuse here actions but it still hurts. Roy makes a decision. Roy appears prominently in The Outsiders but i haven't read it all yet so i can't speak on it. Green Arrow(2001) 1-10 This is an ArrowFam MUST READ. Ollie returns from the dead, mia is introduced, Ollie and Connor, and Ollie reuinites with Roy and Dinah. It's very good. Green Arrow(2001) #16-21 General ArrowFam goodness. Ollie and Roy Goodness. Just,,, emotions.... Ollie is Roy''s dad... I weep...

Justice Leauge of America(2006) #1 Roy and his Uncle Hal :). Also Roy joins the JLA

There's more probably but this list is getting pretty full. These are also all in chronological order so :333. as a sort of anti- recommendation if you want to read an absolutely awful roy that is horrible in every way and want to be mad about it read rhato. its awful!

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