#bravebow

[wiihtigo]

comms for @judedeluca 🏹🏹🏹

[the-antiapocalyptic-man]

belated birthday sketch of Roy Harper (during his time as Black Arrow in my AU)

[bxstiae]

[ @bravebowed​​​ / —–  NO•CAP STATER CALL ]

⚜ ; —–  [ ᴠ ᴀ ʟ ᴏ ʀ  ʜ ᴇ ᴀ ʀ ᴛ ] —–     TOOK KEEN INTEREST in the female solely on her skill in ARCHERY. Nothing else seemed to have mattered -- not for him anyway. Thought to be a skilled bowman himself, though it seemed like the young woman may have had just a few more tricks up her sleeve. Had the hero CURIOUS, to say the least. Couldn’t stop looking at her. Was it strange for him to study every move in an attempt to learn? Already found self trying to mimic motions in silence.

where did you learn this . . ?

[redarsenalarrow]

Father’s Day self-para

It was only 11am, and Roy was exhausted.

He had started the day by going back to Star City, and visiting his actual father’s grave. Roy Sr. was buried in the Star City national cemetery, alongside Mayors and other government officials Roy has never heard of. Roy could remember coming here for the first time when he was only 5 years old, and all the old people telling him how great his dad was, and how his dad died a hero. Wish he could have met him. Talked to him. Apparently Roy Sr. was around his age now when Roy was born. Probably could have given him some advice. It didn’t feel very heroic to Roy at the time to leave his kid all alone, but he kind of understood now. Roy Sr. died a hero, and had a pretty large gravestone to prove it. There were wreaths and a large inscription, and Roy’s small boquet was dwarfed in comparison to what others were putting down. He never felt comfortable visiting graves. It felt disrespectful, but maybe more disrespectful if there was an actual physical corpse to mourn. But the grave was empty. There was nothing really left to bury. But he left his flowers anyways, right near the base, then set off back to his truck, to make the short drive to the reservation. 

It’s been a while since he’s been back, but thankfully Brave bow’s body was buried far away from where he grew up so he wouldn’t be gently roasted by everyone he grew up with. He was here about a month ago, and they knew making the drive from New York to here as long and hard, and ever more difficult with a 3-year old who’s sole purpose right now was to run as far away from, and as fast as she could, away from Roy at every given moment. He should make more of an effort to visit more. He never understood people burying their loved ones so close to home. Brave Bow told him way back in Navajo culture, they used to put their dead up in trees, usually a designated one far off the reservation. Brave bow was buried under a  simple rock that said his name and clan, and the years he was alive. Not the big fancy “Father, Brother, Hero” tagline his dad got.  No wreaths or anything either. No flowers would be left here. Instead, he sat there and talked, trying to catch him up on everything since the last time he’d been here. Showing emotion would only bring his spirit back, so Roy kept it to a casual conversation. Asked him for advice. Brave bow probably had his life in order more than anyone Roy had ever met in his entire life. Roy could sworn this man had some sort of metagene that helped him predict whatever mood Roy was in before he would even see him for the day. He had boundless patience, which Roy understood now was something that came naturally to him.. He blamed his great upbringing. 

Next, he decided to call Hal instead of visiting him. He was either in space with some lantern stuff, or in space with some league stuff, or flying his plane around. It was stupid for Roy to think Hal would pick up his phone. Hal often went weeks without being able to locate his phone, citing it was hard to keep up. Roy could probably check the League rooster to see where Hal was, since Roy was ‘technically’ a member. But that was a lot of work. besides Hal would probably get mad that Roy was calling him on father’s day, since considered himself to be more of a ‘cool uncle’ type. Hal was the one to teach him to drive while he was still recovering, and taught him to shave, even when the razor felf shakey in his hand. He left a short message, and made his way back to Gotham, picking up some food along the way.

Once he got to Gotham, he parked his car at a gas station and wandered to the nearest sewer. There was probably a better way to do this that wasn’t Roy waving cheap Chinese food in front of every sewer in Gotham, but he hasn’t figured it out yet. Waylon also didn’t like carrying a phone, but this system worked out okay. Thankfully, Waylon seemed to sense Roy coming (probably smelled the cheap food) and they met at the Northern docks as usual. Roy told him about going to see Roy Sr. and Bravebow, and calling Hal. How Jason was coming back. How Lian asked to see her mom more and more and Roy had no idea to respond. How he hung out with some old Teen Titans members. How Dick had disappeared and no one knew if he was alive. How he had sat at his dining room table for 3 hours last night, just staring at a bottle of booze. How low he’s been feeling ever since his best friend was presumed dead. How his arms had been itching more than usual. Waylon listened with characteristic silence, and rubbed his back once he finished talking. They talked about how Roy was still sober, and things were going to get better. They ate in silence for a few minutes, and then Waylon slapped him on the back, causing a few morsels to fall in the pier water, and reminded him he had one last call to make. Roy groaned over dramatically as Waylon laughed. As he disappeared back in the water, Roy unlocked his phone and hovered over the call button. Maybe a text would be better? E-mail? Letter? He could attached it to a rock and throw it through one of Ollie’s obnoxious floor to ceiling windows. Before he could think himself out of it, he hit call.

The phone rang and rang, and Roy could feel his stomach drop which each passing tone. Ollie was probably at his dad’s grave, or probably spending it with Connor or Mia, his not-fuckup kids. It kept on ringing. Not even the sound of Ollie digging through whatever pile of shit to find his phone. It went to voicemail, and Roy tried to mask his disappointment and relief for a short message.

“Hey Ollie, it’s Roy. Just wanna say happy father’s day. I had a lot of father figures to get through, but I guess I saved the best for last. Take care.” Roy spoke quickly, hanging up as soon as he was finished. That one was the hardest, considering the last time Ollie and Roy had talked it was a screaming match about how unfit to be a father Roy was. At some point they needed to work this out, but Roy was happy with never talking to him again. But, the guy still did adopt him and house him and feed him, which got him some dad points. Not many, but a few. 

He thought briefly about calling Andre or Robert, but decided against it. Strongly. He’s never actually met Jade’s dad and possible dad, but it was probably for the better. Roy didn’t know if they knew Lian was a thing. Like they had a granddaughter.

Maybe Batman. That would be hilarious as fuck.He was almost his father-in-law at some point. Speaking of Batman, Lian had been staying at the Manor while Roy was running at all ends of the Earth trying to find all his father figures in life. He drove to the Manor while mentally planning the rest of his day to do the only thing he had to do this day, and that was be a kickass dad to the best girl in the world.

[zetsubou--artsu]

Be Careful What You Wish For

Okay, I never actually posted anywhere online my FEH drabbles and vent fics lmao a lot of them written for another friend of mine. But JUST THIS ONCE, MY SALT LEVEL IS BEYOND DEAD SEA SO I THINK THIS SHOULD BE LIKE A REMINDER TO FUTURE!ME (AND AFTER POSTING THIS, IMMEDIATELY THE FEH GODS STARTED SWEATING BULLETS AND GRANTED ME SPRING ALFONSE. COINCIDENCE??? I THINK NOT!!!)

Warnings: Surprisingly none??? Okay maybe a tiny bit spoilers on Awakening (then again, anyone who has Grima!Robin is pretty much guaranteed to be spoiled or have finished the game)

"Okay, two hours left..." Erandia murmured, her hands tight on her phone-Breidablik. Among her is the recently summoned Morgan patting her arm, Gordin shaking his head, Seigbert giving out small words of encouragement and hugging her from the hip is...

"Come now, mother-dearest~ You don't need him to rule the world--" a cough from Gordin and his Bravebow slowly pointing at the adversary made the Fallen unit clear his throat before continuing, "--defeat your enemies. Why, all you need is a little encouragement and a teleport spell (to the center of their kingdom) with me~!"

"While not exactly the same words, the meaning is intent milady mother! Even if sir Chrom does not make it, you shall still have us by your side." Seigbert, bless his kind soul, tried to make things less awkward and stay positive. The glare he received from Grima made him wither a bit but Gordin's encouraging big brother hand stopped his downward spiral to defeatism.

"Uncle Chrom would be a good addition. But you have great units with you already, mom!" With a cheeky grin, Morgan pointed at himself. "Right here!"

"Boys, please..." Erandia laughed, heart melting at the goofy arrangement of her wonderful units. "Behave. Act like big brother Gordin over here."

"Milady..." Gordin mentally prayed to whatever powerful being up there that everything goes right this time. He does not want a repeat of the earlier Voting Gauntlet mishap.

"Okay! Here goes nothing!" Erandia shouted, pointing her Breidablik at the summoning tablet. After checking earlier which colored stone is available, she pressed onto the red ones. Smoke engulfed the area as the familiar backdrop of high-dense magic surrounded the area temporarily before fading away. Blue hair poked through the top making the summoner bounce in excitement.

'Could it be??? Does the FE gods have mercy afterall--' Her thoughts got cut off when Chrom was finally revealed, all in flesh. Excitement died down, as the red-headed summoner realized that, yes, it was indeed Chrom she summoned, but...

"I-I can't believe it..." she slowly dropped her face onto her hands, cursing her luck. "Oh mY GOD! FEH WHEN I SAID 'Please give me Chrom', I MEANT KNIGHT EXALT CHROM NOT REGULAR CHROM!!!"

"Mom? Are you okay?" Morgan worriedly shook his summoner's arm, is gaze going back and forth towards his Uncle and Summoner. Grima fell down laughing, the irony of the situation not lost onto him. Seigbert went to Erandia's other arm, comforting her in more or less the same way as Morgan. Being somewhat used to her shenanigans and having led the castle for a few times already, Gordin stepped forward and decided to be the one to explain to the obviously confused and awkward lord the situation.

"Apologies, sir Chrom, but, ahh, you weren't exactly what mothe--Milady Erandia was expecting."

"Ahh, I see..."

"Well, it's a bit complicated. She was expecting you but, not quite the regular you."

"So a different version of me?" Chrom's face lit up in understanding, obviously curious about the different version of him that existed. Though he was rather surprised to see Robin (or was that... Grima!?) laughing like the end of the world, he understands that his presence is required to help fight in a war (as what the memory dump gave him when he landed in the temple)

"Yes. It's called Exalted Knight version... And Milady was trying to urge him to...  'come home'."Gordin nearly stuttered at his summoner's preferred choice of words.

'Why isn't sir Frederick the one out here explaining this!?'

Eventually, Erandia calmed down enough to check on the newly summoned unit. Following Morgan and Seigbert's advice, she tried her best to not let it get to her and make the best out of it.

"Alright, five star and looking good, Chrom!" She grinned, giving him a thumbs up as she scan him with her Breidablik. Chrom awkwardly smiled back, not understanding much from her gibberish earlier but from her tone, knowing it's a good thing. All was looking great as Erandia continued checking his stats.

"Man, I don't think I've trained another red infantry aside from Ike! Okay, now let's see your... stats..." Erandia trailed off, her eyes widening at the numbers and her smile turning cold. Grima peeked behind her before laughing another few good hearty minutes at what he saw. Morgan and Seigbert looked at each other, worry once again flashing from their eyes and Gordin stepped up, volunteering himself to break the ice.

"M-Milady? Is there a problem?" Erandia slowly brought her Breidablik down, as the screen showed Chrom's stats. The green highlight was on his ‘RES' number while the red highlight sat comfortably on top of his ‘ATK' number.

"Minus attack... plus res..." Her face now blank, Erandia stared at the nervously sweating Chrom. Like a sudden switch flipped, however, she smiled brightly, making the rest of her units confused. She guides all four of her units together (aptly named 'Team Sons') as she raises her Breidablik once again, muttering about 'available skills'. What she said next made everyone (including Grima himself) shiver with cold dread and fear.

"Who among you guys wants C H R O M's Aether?"

Morgan and Seigbert's smile seemed to be stuck on their faces, though the cold sweat forming on their foreheads say what they are truly feeling otherwise. Grima stayed quiet, realizing that this is one of his 'mother's' few facet that he has yet to see. Gordin seemed to be torn between having a mild panic attack and a trigger for PTSD. As one of the older units who's been with the red-headed summoner from the start, he has more than enough share of horror stories of her infamous cold fury.

"G O R D I N, once E F F I E goes 5 star, you'll be getting her DEATH BLOW~! D e s Tr OY ALL OUR ENEMIES, MY S O N! ! !"

When Frederick greeted everyone back from their excursion, he noted how everyone seemed... miffed. Or terrified. He looks at Gordin for answers only to find him blank-eyed as well.

'I shall question him later, after I help milord out.' Lady Erandia seemed to be doing fine, though the tight clutch on her Breidablik says otherwise. Things resumed normally at the castle, four traumatized units aside.

[feheroestips]

What to do with a -atk +def bridal Cordelia? Also I just found your channel and you're so cute!! Keep on being such an awesome and positive part of the community :3

With a -atk I’d say use her cupid bow to make her a support unit, or you can still do bravebow/firesweep sets due to her naturally high attack.

and ahh thank you I’ll try!!!!!

[arkadiaworks]

Rhombus the Bravebow

X-BT01/0054 U ロンバス・ザ・ブレイブボウ Rhombus the Bravebow "女性のハートを射止める方が、ボクの性には合っている。(It's better for me to shoot a woman's heart, than her.)" Size 2 Monster / Dragon World / Thunder Empire - Dragon / 5000 Power / 2 Criticals / 3000 Defense ■ When this card attacks, you can choose 1 monster on your opponent's field, and pay 1 life. If you do, destroy the chosen card.

[Buddyfight One Point Advice!! Let's Use This Card!!]

Quote:「ロンバス・ザ・ブレイブボウ」は、 このカードが攻撃した時、 ライフ１を払うと、 相手の場のモンスター１枚を ���壊する能力を持つモンスターだ。 サイズに関係なく、 相手の場のモンスターを破壊できる、 非常に便利な能力を持っているぞ！ また、【コールコスト】がないため、 コールしやすいのも特徴だ！

"Rhombus the Bravebow" is a monster with an ability that when it attacks, you can pay 1 Life, you can destroy 1 monster on the opponent's field.

It can destroy an opponent's monster on the field regardless of its Size, meaning it's an unusually handy ability!

Also, since it has no 【Call Cost】, it can easily be Called!

[flavia8]

Try this build for Bride!Cordelia: +atk/-res, Bravebow+, Moonbow, Death Blow, Swordbreaker, Threaten Def, Quickened Pulse.

Here’s the link to the Simulator: http://andyiverson.me/apps/fehmasssimulator/

With the build you said, 5* unmerged:  126 wins, 4 losses, 2 inconclusive.

[imaginefe]

My first ever Jeorge had perfect IVs (back then, they changed but he'll always be perf to me) and came at 5*s. I just recently got him to +10, bravebow and tearing up the field. Thank you for your encouragement btw!! I have like 1 thing I completed ith him and my sel. mute summoner so far and I'm satisfied with it, so there's that! - Jeorge anon

^^^

[the-antiapocalyptic-man]

Raw Cut of the Roy update while I get my shit up and running, the handwritten meta info is all subject to change (Bravebow is probably going to be a biological relative in the final version, for example) but I built on a lot of it in my other blackout notes, so

Also they’re not mentioned here and idk when I’ll get to them, but Lian and Jade are part of headverse canon (as is Artemis (Crock), as part of the modern!JSA/JSI) and alive. I know some folks get sensitive about Lian’s treatment (understandably) and I probably don’t have enough of an audience for it to be a problem, but the meta here is backstory/early years stuff and she figures into the Arrow- and Bat-Family stuff later down the line.

(She might be in the Generation Outlaws/Dark Titans, but I haven’t even finalized the line-up for that)

Also that tiny Prometheus helmet is not final, but their whole deal is gonna be a love letter to Morrison’s work in general

Anyway expect the final version whenever I get colors figured and more to come when I get my notebooks back (long story)

[literallyxsatan]

Tumblr Crushes:

toramarushou

jesumonster

bravebow

bohnnyjongyosch

uchuuengineer

disneypixarbrave

to-skyloft

korrean

accidentalboner

[feheroestips]

Do you have a video on infernal mode for Robin? I plan on using BraveBow Lyn, Hector, Azura & Lucina (none are +10 merged like I always see in infernal videos so I feel like I can't do anything with my units)

Its going up as we speak

[blondie-fitzherbert]

bravebow started following you

OH MY GOD, YOUR BLOG IS AMAZING!!!!! THANK YOU SO, SO, SO MUCH FOR FOLLOWING ME!

[diddlysquash]

You know your day is off to a good start...

...When you wake up to find that Bravebow is following you.

I love that blog. And all her blogs.

[merverb]

Oh my god you're the sweetest.

ditto!

[theprincessinthetower]

So I wanted to make this thing, because all of you deserve it. Happy Holidays guys!

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