#Roy Writes

[duckmumbo]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: QSMP | Quackity SMP Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Hope (QSMP) Additional Tags: Mentioned Cucurucho (QSMP), Mentioned Phil Watson | Philza, Mentioned Ángel Missael Castañeda Vega | MissaSinfonia, Mentioned Chayanne (QSMP), Mentioned Tallulah (QSMP), Mentioned Noah Brown | Foolish Gamers, Mentioned Leonarda (QSMP), Mentioned Felipe Zaghetti | Felps, Mentioned Rafael Lange | Cellbit, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Hope-centric (QSMP), wandering, Hope, Hopeful Ending Summary:

The sun was setting. Rays of pinks, oranges, and reds streaked across the sky. They were struck by a sudden burning desire to go out there. To see more of the sky. To see the world. She stood up, trying to get the idea out of her mind. It wouldn’t work out, anyway. The door was locked. …Right? -- Or, an adventure with Hope as she gathers the courage to leave the room she's in and wanders around the server, looking at all the builds and imagining the stories of the people who live there.

Written for the @qsmpzine :D

[starryytales]

The Hunt (MOUTHS AU)

I made this for the boss lady because she's absolutely wonderful, and the best friend I could've asked for. She told me she wanted it posted, so here it is: not the promised piece of MOUTHS content from before, but hopefully something good enough to make up for it. Link below the cut.

THIS IS ADULT ONLY WORK. Minors DNI.

As is fitting for MOUTHS: this is dead dove as fuck. What you see in the warnings is exactly what you will get.

[kieran-granola]

A shitty, 5-second night shot clip of Red Hood in the full suit goes viral: it's him casually walking next to a street cat, pausing to look at it, and meowing once.

When he learns about the video, Jason fully expects to be mercilessly mocked by his friends and family.

What actually happens is much worse.

...Because Tim and Steph band together with Roy to steal his helmet and replace it with a version with cat ears.

[batfamhastwitter]

Part 13! Happy birthday to Jay and Alf!

Prev ~ Beginning ~ Next

[theerurishipper]

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"Hey, Bruce. Just needed to pick up some— Damian, what happened to you?"

Damian glares across the room. Dick stares at his black eye, unabashedly confused. Bruce just fights the urge to sigh.

"He got into an altercation with Roy Harper," Bruce reveals finally, and understanding blooms on Dick's face.

"Ah."

"I was defending your honor, Richard!" Damian seethes, slapping away Bruce's hand. "And anyway, this is nothing compared to the tomfoolery that takes place atop the Watchtower. You should see them go at it, as though they were common schoolchildren and not respected superheroes holding the fate of the world in their hands."

"And how is that different from you starting a fight with Roy?"

Damian scoffs, face turning red. "He had it coming."

Dick smiles for a moment, and then sighs. "This whole situation is causing way too many problems, isn't it."

"I don't know," Tim says, a smirk on his face. "All of Young Justice is on your side, Dick. I'd say this whole ordeal has brought us all closer together."

Cass nods, grinning. "And we are more... united than ever."

Bruce is just glad someone is getting something out of this. Because he sure isn't.

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"Well played, Grayson," muttered Roy, as Lian happily licked the large lollipop in her hand. Next to her was a little piece of paper that simply said 'Gotcha.' And all Roy could do was shake his head, amused.

"Well played."

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[jessescatorccio]

love the type of male character that is just a losing dog

[quotefeeling]

We are all different. Don’t judge, understand instead.

Roy T. Bennett

[perfectfeelings]

Be with someone who inspires you and makes you be the best version of yourself.

Roy T. Bennett

[courtmartialme]

chimera riza !! i didn't have any specific animal in mind when making her i just wanted to make her a creatura

AU where at some point riza is deadly injured and the military save her, they learn about her tattoo and try to extract something from it but it's useless because of the burns, so they use her for chimera experiments and declare her dead to the public :^) royai only get to meet again after years of roy believing his precious subordinate was dead~

[perfeqt]

Be mindful. Be grateful. Be positive. Be true. Be kind.

Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart

[jetii]

Event Horizon Masterlist

Pairing: Rex x Jedi!Reader / Rex x fem!reader

Tags/Warnings: romance, angst, action/adventure, hurt/comfort, themes of grief/death/mourning, strangers to friends to lovers, mutual pining, forbidden romance, eventual smut, named!reader, Obi-Wan x Reader is here but not forever

Summary: Your entire life, you’ve struggled to be the perfect Jedi your Master saw in you. When the rumored rise of the Sith threatens to throw the entire galaxy into turmoil, you’re left scrambling to hold onto the teachings that have begun to feel increasingly hollow.

It isn’t until a fateful encounter with a clone soldier called Rex, and the feelings that he stirs within you, that you begin to question everything you’ve ever known. (Post!TPM → Post!Order 66)

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Prelude

Chapter One: Everything Burns | 3k+ Chapter Two: Undeath | 3k+ Chapter Three: Undying | 5k+

Part One

Chapter Four: Point of No Return | 5k+ Chapter Five: From the Ashes | 7k+ ↳ Interlude (Obi-Wan x Reader Deleted Scene): Keep the Door Locked* | 6k+ Chapter Six: Window to the Outside World | 4k+ Chapter Seven: Forward | 4k+ ↳ Chapter Seven Part Two | 5k+ Chapter Eight: Loyalty | 11k+ Chapter Nine: Sacrifice | 7k+ Chapter Ten: Truth | 8k+ Chapter Eleven: Normalcy | 11k+ Chapter Twelve: Justice | 11k+ Chapter Thirteen: A Moment's Peace | 8k+ Chapter Fourteen: Remedy | 7k+ Chapter Fifteen: Memory | 8k+ Chapter Sixteen: Wishful Thinking | 10k+ Chapter Seventeen: Downpour | 12k+ Chapter Eighteen: Reprieve | 4k+ Chapter Nineteen: Different | 8k+ Chapter Twenty: Precipice | 5k+ Chapter Twenty-One: Cascade | 10k+ Chapter Twenty-Two: Threshold | 12k+ Chapter Twenty-Three: Determination | 13k+

[duckmumbo]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Double Life SMP, Philza Hardcore - Fandom Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Pearl | Pearlescentmoon & Philza's Chat, Pearl | Pearlescentmoon & Tilly the Third Characters: Pearl | PearlescentMoon, Phil Watson | Philza's Chat, Tilly the Third, Phil Watson | Philza Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Crack Treated Seriously, Mentioned Charles | Grian, Pearl | PearlescentMoon-centric, Scarlet Pearl | PearlescentMoon, BAMF Pearl | PearlescentMoon, The Nether (Minecraft), i dont know how to tag this, Human Pearl | PearlescentMoon, Winged Pearl | PearlescentMoon, first its one then the other, no beta we die like everyone in double life, listen the target audience for this is me and me only ok, Mentioned Scott Major | Smajor1995, he's there for literally a sentence so, The Author Regrets Nothing, phil is only in this at the end so don't read this just for him ok ty :D Summary:

There were no lingering death messages from Scott, from her dogs, not even from anyone she had killed only a few hours before. It was as if someone had completely erased any traces of other people from her communicator. Right as that thought crossed her mind, an unnaturally cold wind picked up, chilling her to her core and it all clicked. The Watchers had come for her. —— Or, what if after the end of Double Life, the Watchers came for Pearl, and she managed to escape into another hardcore world, with someone she hadn't met yet?

[mysterycitrus]

huge fan of contemplating bruce wayne’s particular mental illness (intrusive thoughts, suicidal ideation, passive self harm, rituals, mood swings, psychosis, compartmentalisation, some degree of narcissistic control etc) and how relatively normalised it is among his kids but PARTICULARLY wrt dick and cass who i think in many ways embody many of his most destructive traits and being profoundly good and kind people with a great deal of love. in contrast to like. shallow readings of the batman mythos wrt institutionalised mental illness (‘batman beats up the poor’ and such) like wow maybe if anyone in comics could engage w this in a meaningful way would be great. perhaps stigmatisation of disorders generally is bad for everyone

[dykesynthezoid]

Move aside boys it’s time for writers room rpf now

[jamietwat]

[varpusvaras]

Jason always breathed better in the kitchen.

There had been a few rooms in the Manor that had been more or less his. His own room, the library, and the kitchen, at the top of the list. Everyone had quickly learned how much having his own room meant for him, and they had learned to knock and wait for his permission to come in, instead of just barging inside, with loud words and harsh hands. Even Dick respected the quietness of the library, and if Jason had been in there, reading, no one had dared to disturb him, at least most of the time.

Still, Jason's favorite place had been the kitchen.

Maybe because Bruce and Dick had been squarely banned from ever coming in, giving Jason a space to go to if he truly wanted to be left alone by them. Maybe because that was where Alfred was, and Alfred was always safe, with no reason or intention to lecture Jason or argue with him. Maybe because in the kitchen, with the cupboards and the fridge full, and a cup of tea always ready for him, no matter the time of day, Jason had felt like everything would be alright the most.

There was no Alfred in the Queen family kitchen, it was open for everyone in the house, and there was no tea.

Still, Jason felt a little better as he leaned against the counter and breathed.

He could still hear the others in the house, somewhere, and if Jason really concentrated, he could, for a moment, delude himself into thinking that if he just stayed in the kitchen, he would cease to exist for the rest of them for the time being.

Not that Jason...wanted them to forget him, but it was easier that way, just for a moment. In a moment, Jason would be able to come out of the kitchen, and the day would continue like normal, and Jason could again pretend that he belonged there.

Jason breathed in. Lian and Mia had baked snickerdoodles earlier, and the kitchen still smelled like warm sugar and cinnamon. Jason imagined that they would go great with tea. Everything went great with tea. There were teacups in a cabinet on one of the kitchen walls. They didn't have the same pattern as the ones Alfred always used. The ones in the Manor had a golden rim and a red ribbon around them, and Jason had always been terrified to touch them. The cups in the cabinet had teal flowers on them, and they looked like they hadn't been touched in a long time.

There wasn't an Alfred in this kitchen, after all.

God, Jason missed Alfred.

He missed the kitchen in the Manor, with Alfred in it, Alfred who would not lecture him or argue with him, Alfred who always had a cup of tea for him, no matter the time of the day.

If Jason could just magically appear in the kitchen and skip the rest of the Manor, he would go there in a blink of an eye.

But he could not.

So not kitchen with Alfred and tea in it for him.

Jason breathed. Warm sugar and cinnamon. Teacups with teal flowers. Voices somewhere in the house.

How much longer it would take, to him to not have this either?

They haven't kicked you out yet, a hopeful voice in his head told him. They haven't told Roy to not bring you with him, either. That has to mean something.

Bruce also offered Jason help, once, Jason reminded the voice. And that Jason had said no.

But you haven't said no yet, the voice pointed out. You haven't said no a single time Roy has asked you to come here with him.

No, Jason admitted. He hadn't.

But it didn't mean anything.

Sooner or later, they would realise that Jason was not one of them. That there was no place for him here.

Just like Jason had realised that he wasn't part of the family anymore.

They wouldn't, the hopeful voice said. Look, Roy is happy here, he can come here, despite-

No, Jason shut the voice down. Do not bring Roy into this. Roy was sick and hurting. Roy needed help. Nothing about it was Roy's fault. Don't you dare compare yourself to Roy ever again.

The voice understood what was good for it and stayed quiet.

Jason breathed. Warm sugard and cinnamon. Teacups with teal flowers. Voices somewhere in the house.

Jason, in the kitchen, desperate the follow the voices.

Jason breathed. Warm sugar and cinnamon. Teacups with teal flowers. Footsteps, coming towards the kitchen.

Jason snapped his head around, tearing his eyes of the cabinet with the teacups.

Oliver stepped into the kitchen.

"There you are", he said, like seeing Jason in the kitchen was something he had hoped for. "Dinah is taking pictures."

Jason could not decipher the way Oliver had said the latter words.

"Yeah?" He said. "Roy said so."

All the kids were in the house, and Dinah wanted to take pictures with them all in it, to update the photowall in the living room. Roy had jokingly complained about it when he had mentioned it to Jason earlier, in a way that made it clear that Roy didn't actually mind sitting down and posing for the camera with the others. That he actually liked it, having his picture taken with his family in said picture with him.

Roy had left to fetch Lian, in order to make sure that she would be presentable for said pictures, and that had been Jason's cue to leave. To find somewhere that would be just for him for the time being.

Of course, the kitchen here was not the same as the kitchen in the Manor. It was not a place just for Jason. Jason had known that.

Oliver raised his brow, and Jason felt, for a slip second, like he was fourteen again, standing in the Manor's kitchen instead of this one.

"Yeah?" Oliver said back to him. "Chop-chop, everybody's waiting. Lian wants to have more cookies, and Roy promised her those after dinner, and Dinah wants to take the pictures before that."

Jason blinked.

"Oh", he said, because his brain was suddenly empty, and he couldn't think of anything else to say.

Oliver looked at him for a few seconds longer. There was something softer in the way he looked at Jason, now, like Jason, standing in the kitchen by himself, was something to be given softness.

Then Oliver stepped closer, and threw an arm around Jason's shoulders, like it was the most normal thing of him to do, and he dragged Jason out of the kitchen.

Jason tried not to think too much about how good it felt.

Everybody was gathered in the music room, which Jason knew most of the pictures already on the wall were taken in. It wasn't used much for playing music anymore, and it had the best lighting during most of the day, as far as Jason had understood from the house tour he had gotten when he had visited the house for the first time. The couch, which usually sat against the wall nex to the window, had been dragged to the middle of the room.

Roy, Lian, Mia and Connor were already sitting down, with Dinah standing next to the camera, checking the settings on it. She paused when she heard Oliver and Jason coming in.

"And there's the rest of them", she said, giving Jason a quick smile. "Jason, sit next to Lian, so she's between you and Roy."

Lian grinned at that, and quickly scooted closer to Roy, and she patted the empty space next to her eagerly.

Jason nodded, a little numbly. Connor scooted closer to Mia as he made his way towards the couch, giving Jason more room to sit down, and he sat on the edge of the couch, resisting the urge to clench his fists.

Lian leaned lightly against him.

"Jayjay, come closer", she said, wrapping her hands around Jason's forearm and tugging. She had lately started calling him just Jay more often than Jayjay, like she had when she had been a bit younger, and Jason immediately relented. He shifted closer to her, situating himself a bit more properly onto the couch, instead of right on the edge of the seat.

There was weight again on his shoulders, where Oliver's arm had been the whole way from the kitchen to the music room. Roy had thrown his arm over Lian's head and onto Jason's shoulders, boxing him in with them.

It was grounding, the weight of Roy and Lian, both pressing against him, the presence of Connor and Mia just on the other side.

Jason breathed in.

He dared to look over at Dinah, who was still adjusting something on the camera.

"This would be much easier to do with a phone", Mia said.

"We can take more pictures with a phone later", Dinah said. "I want a good-quality one for the wall, especially since this is the first one with the whole family in it."

Jason blinked.

There was a lump of something, in his throat, and the breathed around it.

Roy tapped him lightly on the shoulder, and Jason turned to look at him.

Roy didn't say anything. He just looked at Jason, with a gentle smile on his face, the one he used every time he wanted to say that everything was alright without using any words.

Lian slid one of her hands into Jason's and wrapped her fingers around Jason's. She squeezed.

Jason squeezed back.

"Okay!" Dinah said. "Everybody look alive."

She and Oliver moved to the couch as well, with Dinah coming to stand next to Mia, while Oliver made his way behind the couch. Jason watched him pat Roy on the shoulder, and Roy hummed happily under his breath. It was a nice sound, and Jason savoured it.

Roy was looking at the camera, and Jason turned to look towards it as well. Roy squeezed his shoulders, and Jason felt him lean a little closer to him.

"Smile, Jaybird", Roy whispered, his own smile still evident in his voice.

Jason breathed. Roy's arm was a comfortable weight on his shoulders, Lian's hand the same in his hand, and in that moment, Jason could make himself truly believe that he belonged, right there.

Jason breathed, and smiled.