#arsenic's characters

[shyjusticewarrior]

Tim: I'm bi

Jason: Cool. I hooked up with Roy once. Don't tell Dick.

Tim: Jason this is the batfamily group chat

[oldmannapping]

Jason Todd’s mother: Addict, single mother, raised the child of a violent henchman, died of an overdose

Jason Todd’s best friend: Recovered addict, single father, raising the child of an assassin, rescued from death by Red Hood

DC: yep. Wild.

DC: anyway!

DC: onto the next Red Hood storyline

DC: (incoherent shrieking)

[jasonsthunderthighs]

Roy: I don't know who needs to hear this, but readin book after book to escape reality is not a-

Jason: You watch your fuckin mouth.

[arlos-warm-drpepper]

You know the friendships gonna be good when it’s between a brunette former Robin and a redhead in a red suit.

[strangedesired]

Roy and Jason start dating and Bruce gets introduced to Lian and the Grandpa War begins

Her favorite grandparent is, and always will be, Dinah (of course), but, boy, if Bruce and Oliver aren’t fighting for second place.

Instead of arguing about JLA plans, they argue about who deserves to have Lian for dinner this weekend.

“I was her Grandpa first!”

“Well I bought her six dolls this week!”

They both spoil her so much that Jason has started making weekly donation trips to local foster homes with armfuls of toys and clothes.

At first, it was funny, seeing their dads fight over something so stupid because she clearly adores them both. But one day, Roy can’t find Lian. He left her in her room while he was making dinner, she was working on a Lego that Bruce had bought her. When he went to get her for dinner, she was nowhere to be seen. Roy and Jason search the apartment three times before they panic. This is when Ollie strolls through the door holding an ice cream cone in one hand and gripping a rosy cheeked Lian in the other, Bruce comes in behind them, red faced and huffing.

Roy snatches Lian away from Oliver, “Explain.”

He has the sense to look at least a little embarrassed, “Well, I knew that Bruce was coming over here to take her out for ice cream so I snuck in and grabbed her so I could do it first.”

Bruce steps forward, “That was incredibly irresponsible of you Oliver, her parents had no idea where she was.”

“Oh shut it, you’ve nabbed her three times already to take her to the toy store so I don’t want to hear it.”

They both get their Lian privileges revoked after this, only being allowed with her if Jason, Roy, or Dinah is present, which Bruce argues is unfair because Oliver and Dinah live together to which Jason counters, “Get married then, Brucie.”

[ohrade]

WAIT LUPIN THE THIRD!?!?!?!?!???!!

[kettlefire]

As Good as Good Gets (DP X DC Snippet)

Richard "Dick" Grayson is the golden child. In the eyes of the public, and in the eyes of the league. Dick is a sweet, caring son, a man who went from being a sidekick to being a hero. The pipeline from Robin to Nightwing had many people applauding his dedication to keeping Gotham safe.

No one knew the full story, not truly. No one but Bruce Wayne himself. And maybe a certain butler. Many don't know that Dick only became Robin to stop him from hunting down and killing the man who killed his parents.

No one really knows about the harsh fights and arguments he has had with Bruce. The times when Dick would find himself cut off from the Wayne name for a week or so. No one knows that the first person Dick warmed up to was Alfred. Having been bribed with cookies.

Things weren't always this good, trusting, happy relationship between Bruce and Dick. It had been a rough ride, a complicated one. But that was okay, because it got better.

Dick stopped being so moody and angsty. He grew up, he learned, and he changed. He became an older brother, found people that needed him. Needed him in a way that the citizens of Gotham didn't need him.

His brothers like to call him annoying. A goody two shoes who Bruce trusted more than everyone else. They couldn't fathom how someone like Dick could be so stupid and bubbly at all times.

All times, except when shit hits the fans. Despite the name calling, despite coining Dick as the stupid Wayne. They all knew better. They knew that when it mattered, Dick Grayson always pulled through. He was a force to be reckoned with when needed.

The whole Wayne family was a force to be reckoned with when called for. It didn't have to be under the guise of costumes and vigilante acts. Whether he was Officer Grayson or Nightwing, Dick was a man with his morals and values.

One night on patrol as Officer Grayson, Dick found someone who needed that force. A force willing to protect and care for the innocent. The hurt. The damaged, yet still good.

It started like any other night. A call of shots fired by an empty warehouse. There was no sighting or knowledge of any rouges being there, so Dick took the call. Told the team he'll contact them if it seems more than just a civilian incident.

The warehouse was dark, reeked of copper and oil. It didn't take long for Dick to find the trail. The liquid he found looked like the person had been dragged before walking. There was a clear struggle, even with the mess and emptiness that was the warehouse.

That wasn't Dick's biggest concern. The concern lay in just how much blood there was. Too much for any normal person to lose and still manage to stumble through the warehouse.

It wasn't just blood. It wasn't that much, but Dick could spot the strangeness in the liquid. The mixed in green that had an eerily similar color and glow as a certain pit.

Without thinking, Dick followed the trail. Barely remembering to make contact with his family. Give them an update on what he found. Words telling him to stay put for backup went in one ear and out the other.

Something in Dick's gut was telling him he couldn't wait. He needed to find the source. Whoever was currently bleeding out in this warehouse. He silenced the comm, moving further through the dimly lit building.

Then Dick found it. Or more so, he found him. It was just a boy. A boy that reminded Dick too much of the youngest Wayne. A boy sat against a wall, looking pale and weak.

Red and green coated the front of the boy's shirt, arms wrapped tightly around his middle. An attempt to stem the bleeding. A puddle had already started to form beneath the boy, and Dick moved without thinking once again.

He quickly found himself kneeling beside the boy, hands carefully reaching out. Before Dick even touched him, the boy flinched. Eyelids suddenly opened, wide and terrified blue eyes landed on Dick's.

In just that one look, Dick knew what he had to do. The haunting, terrified, and pained look in the boy's eyes told Dick everything he needed to know. The boy was in danger. Someone had hurt this kid, and it was clear it wasn't the first time.

The boy struggled weakly against Dick's touch, terrified whimpers, and barely coherent pleas spilled from the kid's lips. It had Dick's heart aching, clear as day the poor kid has been through hell and back.

It took a lot of reassurance, gentle touches, and promises of help before the kid let Dick take a look at the bleeding wound. A promise on Dick's soul had been the final thing that earned him any semblance of trust. A strange promise, but Dick was willing to make it.

That concern turned to pure anger the moment Dick managed to pull the sticky shirt away from the wound. The sight of a Y-incision cut perfectly into the skin, stitches tight on the skin, but blood still leaking heavily from the wound.

It didn't take long for Dick to realize why. Despite the perfect surgical care of the wound, a good couple of stitches had broken. Leaving gaping spots for that red and green liquid to pour out of.

The boy was deathly silent, tears streaking down his cheek as wide blue eyes stayed trained on Dick. In that moment, Dick knew he had to help. Had to get the kid to safety, patch him up, and find out what kind of monster would do this.

It didn't matter if the kid was human or not. It didn't matter if the kid had special abilities or not. No one, absolutely no one, deserved to be vivisected.

The kid was shrouded in mystery, but that mystery only seemed to grow and become clearer when Bruce had entered the scene. The boy had tensed, eyes flashing a bright glowing green.

Lazarus pit green.

It set a pit of dread in Dick's gut. His mind brings forward memories of Jason. Jason, after his revival, after his dip in that cursed pit. The same flash that his brother would get if he got too angry. Too emotional.

As much as Dick wanted to focus on finding who did this, if it had any connection to Ra's al Ghul. He couldn't. Not when the kid tried to get up, to pull away as Bruce and the others made their way closer.

Right now, Dick only cared about making sure the boy was okay. Fixing those stitches, getting him a meal, and a warm bed.

He needed to get this kid someplace where he felt safe and secure. Comfortable and protected. Dick wasn't sure why. Maybe it was the promise he had made, but he wasn't letting anyone get to the kid.

That included his family. As strange as it seemed, Dick put himself between the others and the kid. Shooting them all a glare that they had only ever seen a handful of times.

Dick lifted the poor boy up in his arms, cradling the crying child close as he led the way out of the warehouse. Ignoring the questions or confusion coming from Bruce and the others. As Dick walked, feeling the trembling boy clinging to him, he made a rather obvious realization.

Maybe the eldest son really was more like Bruce than he expected. Just a few short moments the the boy, a boy that Dick didn't know his name, and he was ready to pull out adoption papers. To give the boy a safety he so desperately needs.

Give him the chance that Bruce had given him all those years ago.

[pluviatrix]

inquisitor rowan lavellan i am so happy for you and your ugly fucking boyfriend and your girlfriend and your other girlfriend and your other boyfriend and your bestie and your other bestie and your weirdly homoerotic chess partnership and your drinking buddy and your weird fucking dad and your albatross im so serious

i played dragon age. scenery plus my inky, shithead extraordinaire.

[kad3spad3]

I’ve been on a jayroy kick recently and I think people are sleeping on their dynamic, I could ramble on about how they treat eachother but I think the outsider POV is funnier.

Red hood is giving a debriefing to his team and they notice a board in the back of the meeting room that has two photos on it, one of Arsenal and the other of a random man with ginger hair and freckles. People just kinda accept that the random man in Arsenal and Red Hood for some reason knows the man’s identity, maybe for unknown reasons Red Hood doesn’t like the man and is targeting him. No one’s ask the Hood himself because until they’re told to find the Arsenal, it’s none of their business.

That is until then notice the board changed, the board had been gaining info for a while: height, weight, etc etc. but this isn’t that, the board now has hearts drawn around the pictures in a bright red. All of Red Hoods men are flabbergasted because holy shit their boss isn’t trying to kill him, he has some kind of romantic relation with the other vigilante.

Eventually Red hood notices his men aren’t paying attention and follows their gaze to the board. Most are holding their breath because they know Red Hood is about to kill all of them for knowing. But no, instead he just turns to them like “oh, that thing. You know I think I should bring Roy over someday, yall-“ and as he continues talking they connect that Roy is Arsenal and that Red Hood isn’t just in love with him, they are in fact dating. Arsenal has a daughter that Red Hood co parents, and for some reason Red Hood lists every freckle the other man has?? This goes on for atleast another thirty minutes and some people really want to leave, but with how their boss is taking they’re scared they’ll get shot if they interrupt.

Then eventually Arsenal, the man himself, starts showing up to meetings and is seen around Red Hood all the time. They even reach the point where the higher ups that Red Hood trusts are tasked with taking care of Lian while Jason and Roy go on date nights.

[jayswhorex]

"roy," you said poking at the wet pulsing stain on your little fucktoy's pants. he winces, his thighs tensing up as you poke at his clothes cock again, this time rubbing against his swollen tip. "all you have to do is ask baby" you place your other hand on his right thigh, gently caressing his leg and you felt his relax against your touch. "and you'll have exactly what you desire, mkay?"

"i- i need you to-"

at an agonizingly slow pace, you begin to pull down the zipper of his dark blue jeans. you won't even let the poor boy finish his words before teasing him once again. you watch his fingers twitch and ache, at the need to touch you.

"need me to what roy? i don't have all day, speak up for me baby" at this point, your pulling down his boxers and his hard cock was throbbing and pulling right there for you. you watch roy cover his face. trying to slow his heavy breaths "baby please- i just need you to suck me off, please baby, please"

"good boy"

[asbestos-11]

they're so sick and disgusting, i need to shoot them on sight (said lovingly)

reblogs highly encouraged *cocks gun*

[shyjusticewarrior]

Omg parallels

[delusionsofgrandeur13]

the ever-requested:

your boyfriend, roy harper’s instagram

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tim drake and damian wayne to come! requests are still open ;)

[jasonsthunderthighs]

Jason: Wanna come over and watch an episode?

Roy: An episode of what?

Jason: Me.

Jason: I'll be havin the episode.

[strangedesired]

Jason/roy/kori ships in any combination because Roy and Kori love taking care of people and hate feeling like they’re coming on too strong or being too extreme, which happens often, and because Jason wants to be taken care of so bad but does not trust anybody to do so because literally everyone in his life is afraid to go as far as he needs them to

It’s like… perfect

[thecrowmonster]

dc characters as text posts pt 5