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hi hi hi hi I found out about Hal Jordan TODAY and am going so autistic over him it’s insane can you please give me a rundown on what his deal is I think you’re the Tumblr Green Lantern guy

omg hi, insane compliment btw, tysm! i'm glad to give you a rundown!! also definitely check out @katmaatui for more hal info, red is SUPER knowledgable abt him. @rillette, @catboyollie, @halcarols, @starsapphire and @yellowcorps (along with so many others that i cant think to tag off the top of my head) have some great hal takes too! (edited the post just to tag more ppl)

apologies if this is a bit rushed/messy, i'm doing this while i smelt stone in minecraft LMAO

that being said... i think this will be a long one, so more below the cut :3

(cw for light mentions of pedophilia, abuse, canon typical violence)

okay, so hal jordan is the first human green lantern of the GREEN LANTERN CORPS. it's important to note that there was technically a human green lantern before him (alan scott, originally from earth two/the justice society, but integrated into main DC canon after crisis), but his power comes from a different source- which is a whole different ballpark that would take ages to explain, lol, so i'll move on from that.

hal was originally introduced in a showcase issue in 1959, but ended up getting a solo run in the mid 60s because of his showcase issues doing well. he's been a test pilot, middle brother, compassionate, rule follower (although being surprisingly liberal for the time) with an interesting relationship with star sapphire carol ferris since those first appearances. for the first 20 odd years of his appearances we had no information on his parents, but we got a lot from other family members, such as uncle titus, cousin hal jr (aka airwave), younger brother jim jordan and older brother jack jordan. through the 60s and 70s those members of his family were developed along with him; with the audience learning that jim's wife sue thought jim was green lantern, rather than hal, and hal himself training his cousin, hal jr.

the most known version of how hal got the ring in the first place is probably based off of geoff john's rewrite in the mid 00s, reiterating the original story of abin sur crashing onto earth and dying, leaving hal with his ring to be trained by sinestro and the rest of the glc, while also changing miniscule details that had been developed in emerald dawn 1 & 2 (which was released in the 90s, more on that later). the main premise of abin sur's crash has stayed the same, but the story around hal's current life, job, family and stability keep changing. for instance, the original comic with abin sur in showcase only showed hal getting the ring, the guardians choosing him. the first rewrite i can think of was emerald dawn volume 1, published in 1989 and continued in emerald dawn v2 (1991). here we get the classic hal watches his father die in a plane crash with carol ferris beside him as a pre adolescent, and some of the biggest implications of the mistreatment from his father. we also get introduced to hal, despite his stick to the rules, straight edge attitude, making some serious mistakes and putting people in danger and even death- with the implication of alcohol abuse. the audience HAS known hal used to be in the air force since sometime in the late 60s or early 70s (sorry, i don't remember the exact issue!), but emerald dawn shows us that hal's moved on from the air force and into test piloting, and that his mother keeps having to bail him out for making mistakes. emerald dawn vol 1 shows the abin sur moment, followed by fights that cost hal's friends life, and is followed up by sinestro training hal in emerald dawn vol 2, where we get to see the iconic scenes of hal finding out about sinestro and his... dictatorship.

along with that; how the guardians and rings are treated and hal and the glc's perception of them is vastly changed over time. in the early days of gl in the 60s, the guardians were really never to be seen. hal was repeatedly summoned to them and then had his memory almost fully wiped- only leaving a vague notion of his orders. the guardian's called hal to them at seemingly the worst times, ending up with him almost getting injured, getting in trouble at work, and even ending up jobless and homeless. the chaos of being a green lantern has been around the WHOLE time, but originally, the green lanterns didnt really... fight it. the guardian's were their masters (and even father figures, to hal) and not to be questioned. the rings in the 60s were also much more powerful, despite the yellow weakness (the yellow weakness is the notion that from about the 60s to the mid 90s the green lantern rings were completely unable to be used against anything yellow). time travel, phasing, teleporting, etc were all very viable and common things- as well as forceful shapeshifting, invisibility, mind control, mind reading, etc etc. these days, writers have dampened these powers down to mostly shooting light and constructs.

okay, it's parallax time. the emerald twilight arc from the mid 90s wasn't an arc that was as thoroughly planned out over a long period of time as it probably should have been. a lot of fans at the time (and even now) hated what happened there, and claimed it ruined hal's character entirely. i can understand why! but, at it's core, the parallax arc is a story about a broken man pushed to the limit, fully grieving his home and family (originally, he lost his brother jim in the destruction of coast city, along with a lot of other family members) and being goddamn fed up with how his "masters" treated him and the rest of the corps. the so called "perfect lantern" (no, he wasn't that much of a rebel, despite what johns wants you to think) snapped and essentially tried to gain as much power as he could to bring back coast city. when the guardians stripped him of his powers so he couldn't, hal became enraged and took down every lantern in his path, just to get to the guardians and that power. long story short, he kills the guardians and absorbs all the energy from the central power battery on oa, becoming parallax- essentially a god. this marks the start of zero hour, an event made by dc to restructure and reset; giving the comics a new generation of heroes. hal destroys the world and remakes it, but is ultimately taken down by kyle rayner, the new green lantern, with the help of the jla, jsa and associates. there are a few more run ins with parallax after this, before kyle convinces parallax/hal that he can make up for all of this by reigniting the sun after it went out- aka killing himself. hal does it, is stuck in limbo for awhile and then becomes the spectre to continue to make up for the horrible things he did as parallax. the spectre is the spirit of god's wrath and vengeance, a weapon used to drag sinners to their very own, self made hells, and scare the shit out of people. the spectre, from it's very first appearance, is a ghost like spirit that takes on a host, and is primarily described using christian terms and is used in a very... christian ideology. HOWEVER, the spectre 2001 confirms that hal is jewish (jewish mom, catholic dad) and that belief system, plus his personality as a whole, literally makes him change the spirit of vengeance into the spirit of redemption, for at least as long as they are bonded. the whole parallax to spectre arc is about grief, pain, cycles of abuse and terror, redemption and guilt. it is NOT about a fear bug that possess hal. (im so serious though, the spectre 2001 is one of the best comics ive ever read. amazing. changed my world view) but... geoff johns changed all of it, decanonized the spectre, and ruined the legacy of parallax and hal's growth as a person by releasing green lantern: rebirth in 2004/2005. this retcons hal's breakdown and journey through grief into him BEING POSSESSED BY AN ENTITY CONTROLLED BY SINESTRO THAT FULLY CHANGES PREVIOUS GREEN LANTERN CANON AND IMPLICATIONS. also, fucks up the importance of kyle becoming ion, but whatever. geoff johns writes hal (and even more so, carol) so very wrong, and change their stories so vastly in ways that go against the stories very meanings.

SIGH.

now... time to get started on some rougher stuff. hal jordan misconceptions. i'm saving that arc for last.

- hal jordan wasn't much of a rule breaker or rebel until the 70s/80s, where he BEGAN (very slowly, mind you) to be radicalized by oliver queen during denny o'neil's green lantern/green arrow. hal was painted as more of a conservative during this period (which, admittedly, kind of goes against previous canon... he's always been relatively central to liberal, not to any extremes like ollie though, lol) but gets more and more understanding of how power structures work and how lower classes are mistreated during this time- which ends up opening his eyes a bit to how shitty the guardians are. (this is helped by the guardians literally just. leaving. the green lanterns and kind of disbanding them so they can go fuck the zamarons, lmao). geoff johns tried to change this narrative into making hal a very... maverick-from-top-gun type of character, who punched his way out of the military (when, in reality, the original story during emerald knights in the late 90s was that hal had been framed for stealing a jet and was dishonorably discharged, which he took the punishment for because he knew someone had to) and hits on women constantly and gets ladies and allat (which, funnily enough hal was awful at getting carol to like him for a long time, since carol fell for green lantern rather than hal. not to mention the awkwardness of carol's proposals or hal's many, many failed relationships). hal has always been insecure and lowkey boyfailure, he is NOT a top gun maverick tom cruise sorta guy! fuck you jeremy adams!

- hes not that much of an idiot asshole. hal can be a real dick, he's had that going for him since the beginning, but he isn't what you read in batfam fics. he's not stupid and shouldn't be the laughingstock of the justice league. i assume this idea started from the obsession with batfam and the fact that the jla has quite the history of ignoring hal and his issues (as well as. all of their issues. theyre not so great at work life balance), but it's gone too far. hal isn't making fun of the robins and pissing bruce off bc of that. hal isnt fooling around on the job 24/7 (he takes being a gl and pilot VERY seriously, although he does enjoy some danger and high stakes) or slacking off to get girls. again. not top gun maverick.

- hal has not been a creep since the beginnings. hal was not weird with carol in the 60s. things were weird between them, yeah, but that's based off circumstance and the craziness of star sapphire and green lantern. he was NOT being horribly sleazy! i hate that i even need to say this, but i see this take too much not to

- going off of what was said above, lets discuss the arisia arc. if you want to be a real hal fan, this is unfortunately something you need to know about. in action comics, after crisis and the guardians left to go fuck the zamarons, most of the green lanterns fell apart and seperated. a small group went to earth- led by hal and consisting of hal, john stewart, katma tui, kilowog, salaakk, ch'p and arisia rrab. (also sometimes guy gardner, but that's complicated) previously to this arc, hal treated 14 year old arisia like a beloved little sister, welcoming her and leading her into the corps just like everyone else. things started to change once the timeline gets closer and closer to crisis, where arisia starts showing that she has a crush on hal (who is roughly 30s at this point). any advances made by arisia are shut down by hal at the beginning, because she's a child. now, it's unfortunately a common thing to just call hal a "pedophile" because of what happens in this arc- but it really isn't that simple. still weird and icky, but definitely not to the degree of which some fans like to act like it is- esp to attack hal fans for, which is... an odd choice regarding how many fucked up things every character (esp male characters) did back in the day. arisia ends up using her power ring to artifically age herself up, making her body AND MIND into that of a young adult (the comic makes this very clear). once this happens... hal stops rejecting her. they get together, they kiss. the only person in the group of green latnerns who actually has an issue with it is john (salaakk is meh about it, but he just doesn't like human-esque romance no matter what), and katma even directly encourages their relationship. kilowog ends up crushing on arisia as well, and guy gardner hits on her repeatedly throughout the whole period. eventually, hal and arisia break up, but this legacy (thank so much englehart, for wrtiting this. /sarc) is a big controversy among the comics crowd. "is hal jordan a predator?" personally, and i know a lot of friends/mutuals/other gl fans choose to erase the arisia arc entirely (versus how canon ended up retconning it to be 14 earth years is equal to that of an adult and she didn't really get super ages up, or whatever) and go with the familial relationship between hal and her. that's my preferred version! i know red (@katmaatui) has explored that version as well as an alternate version where the arisia arc did happen, and how it affects arisia in particular, which is really depressing but super interesting. anyway, it's complicated and weird and nuanced, but that whole occurence doesn't mean hal's a bad character or person (cause yk. retcons) and it's certainly not bad to like his character. (definitely ignore any guy gardner fans who try to bitch about this arc. cough cough. guy was ALSO into her and hit on her repeatedly. smfh) most people who bring this up to demonize fans didn't even read the arc, and don't know the nuance or the other weird shit that happens in it. (hal is not a horse, sigh)

OVERALL NOTES!

hal jordan is a super complicated character with an extensive history spanning from the 60s to his worse written appearances in modern age. it's okay to like any version of the character, but it is important to note the changes that have been made, the storylines butchered and lost, and more. he has quite the legacy, and he's particularly interesting as from a moral standpoint. hal's a real sweetie though, when it gets down to it! he's neurodivergent coded (imo at least.. his dad very much gets onto him for being disrtracted, hes kinda shit at social interaction (and then amazing at it the other half of the time) etc etc. "spacecase") and his dad is an abusive asshole, who he desperately doesnt want to be like but thinks he NEEDS to be like!

#i really dont know how to fit this last stuff in so its going in the tags #hal has quite the homoerotic tension relationship with his nemesis (but also close friend) sinestro #they repeatedly come back to each other and long to be alongside eachother #despite all the shit they hate about one another and their respective organizations #check out more of red's stuff for sinhal for sure lmao #for other hal relationships...#hal has a complicated relationship with his brothers and mother (at least when they were all alive)#hes very close friends with oliver queen (and dinah lance by proxy) and quite a lot of fans (me included) think theres some tension there.#homos!#he has a niece (helen jordan!) who is featured in the spectre and who he loves very much #hal and john are proclaimed best friends and care deeply for each other #hal and guy fight a lot but theyre in a similar boat #kyle looks up to hal quite a lot and hal is.... complicated about kylre #a lot of people ship hal and barry and i get why. its cute #not my fav though i think its overdone #hal jordan and carol ferris are so fucking important to eachother its SO important.#they need eachother in a wya thats confusing and sometimes toxic #idk what else to say feel free to ask more questions #sorry for the rant #and sorry that i mostly focused on 60s to early ish 00s thats my expertise #mordie answers #mordie speaks #hal jordan #green lantern #ch: who has time for heavenly things #uhhh #hal explanation #ok bye #hal jordan analysis #gl

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GAME OVER | oliver aiku x f!reader

CW: smut, fratboy!oliver (i swear he is an actual sweetheart ..), petnames, creampie, mating press, choking, alcohol use, mild noncon filming (if u squint)

word count: 2.1k

a/n: frat!au bllk (and oliver) has been plaguing my mind lately .. so i might just make this a mini series

Oliver has always been a tease. He’s a flirt with everyone but especially with you.

Your friends have continuously told you to ignore it and to ignore him because everyone knows he’s just trying to get in your pants.

He’s bad news in theory and even worse in person - is what everyone says.

But you’re stubborn as hell and the more people tell you to stay away from him, the more you want to see for yourself. So you entertain him. Not enough to be obvious to everyone but enough to form an unspoken game between you two.

Who gives in first?

The first thing you notice is that he smells so fucking good.

You’re two drinks in, chatting up with your friends until you feel a heavy arm land across your shoulder. You catch a whiff of the body and you decide that he smells delicious. An expensive woody cologne with a hint of musk and you instantly knew who the weight belonged to. Oliver Aiku.

You don’t shrug him off yet. So you hold on to his arm and lean on to his shoulder, basking on the occasional whiff of his intoxicating scent.

“Welcome ladies,” he greets you all with the smuggest smirk on his face. Your friends roll their eyes and wave him off, leaving the area when they realize that you are going to play his game. Once they disappear from your view, you feel his lips lightly press against the shell of your ear and a smirk forming. “And welcome y/n.”

You hum in response before finally facing him. His arms instinctively move down your back, resting just above your ass. Throwing your arms around his neck, you slowly tug him closer to you, chests just centimeters apart.

This is when you realize that you’ve never seen his face up close, and you’re not sure if it’s the alcohol or not but you didn’t think he’d be this attractive. “Oliver,” you slur out, tilting your head to the side.

You ignore how his hands start to fiddle with the ends of your shirt, lifting it up a little to trace circles on your lower back. But your body betrays you, goosebumps forming from how good his touch feels.

He steps in closer, bringing your chests closer, and says your name.

“Nice to finally meet you,” you giggle. “Yeah? Finally, huh?” He says, agreeing with you.

All the previous interactions you’ve had with him have been minor. Stolen glances, light flirting, the occasional touch from bumping into each other at parties. But nothing like this where you’re both left alone.

You don’t want to give in yet, at least not completely, so you pull away from his touch and make your way to the kitchen.

“Fancy seeing you ‘round here,” you chortle, sitting on the island chair and making yourself as comfortable as you can despite its occasional creaking.

The party is dying down a bit, nearing its end. Bottles of unfinished beer and liquor on the kitchen table and the island stand between the two of you. The smell of the house is surprisingly not… pungent, considering the shit that happens here.

He chuckles at your comment and opens the cooler, showing off the minimal variety. “Pick your poison, sweetheart.”

“Between beer and another beer,” you lean over to stare at your choices. “I’ll take that one,” you point out.

“Ah, good choice. A beer,” he snickers, grabbing two and opening your can of beer for you. You thank him, ignoring the way your fingers touch, and reposition yourself with your body facing the island.

Oliver sits on the chair to your right and faces you. “So,” he starts, a lopsided smirk forming, “why are you playing so hard to get?”

You almost want to laugh at him but you settle with a light hearted eye roll. Is it that obvious? Or is he just a smartass who knows when people are attracted to him? It wouldn’t be surprising if he knew because he is extremely attractive.

Batting your eyelashes, you turn to look at him and ask as innocently as you can, “what do you mean?”

He lets out a light sigh and grabs the base of the chair, pulling you close, forcing you to face him. Gasping at the sudden force, you yelp out his name. “Come on princess, you’re not that fucking dumb.”

The buzz of the alcohol finally hits, your head feeling heavy, and the giggles slip easily out of your mouth. Leaning forward, you try again. “You really think so?” Hiccup.

You’re flirting with him now – you won’t deny that you’re attracted to him and at this point, with the proximity between you and Oliver, it’s taking everything in you to not kiss him.

He only leans closer too, knees now touching each other, your legs slotted between his larger ones. You hold your breath when you see him bring his hand forward, anticipating something to happen because the tension is so thick, only for him to tuck the strand of hair that’s fallen to your face. But he keeps his hand cupped to the side of your neck and tugs you in closer.

He breathes out your name lowly. Hiccup. “Hmm?” You respond, almost mewling.

Then, you feel air blowing by your neck, followed by a lick, tracing all the way from your collarbone to just below your ear. He continues to nip at the smooth skin, leaving a trail of wet kisses on your neck and your ear, nibbling on it and at the shell. It leaves you squirming in your seat, rubbing your thighs for some friction.

You let out a breathy moan when his hand finally touches your thigh, inching closer and closer to your heat but he does it so slowly, toying with you.

You wanted to tell him more, to kiss you, to fuck you but a booming voice and whistling makes you groan at the sudden interruption. When you pull away, you’re faced with a couple members of the frat, clapping and whooping at the sight, one visibly recording with no shame like this was a normal occurrence.

You pout slightly and tug at his wrist, hopeful that he might lead you to a more private space. And he does— he takes you up the stairs, passing a couple doors before finally arriving into his room.

Locking the door, he opens his mouth, quick to come up with an excuse. “Sorry about that, they’re uh…”

“It’s fine,” you cut him off. You look around at his room – trophies, medals, and pictures of him playing soccer surrounded the walls.

“Kinda expected it,” you say, waiting for him to finally make a move. But he doesn’t. He just stands there, almost cautious of your reaction like he was just not mauling your fucking neck.

“Why are you playing so hard to get?” You take a jab at him, poking his chest jokingly but he catches your wrist. The lopsided, boyish smirk returns to his face. “We’re playing that game now?”

You lock gazes. “What game?”

“Don’t play stupid, princess,” he repeats before finally kissing you. Rough, calloused hands cup your cheeks, holding you close. Oliver is a good kisser; his lips are soft and he tastes so good. You melt into his drunken touch, moaning into his lips when he coaxes your mouth to open wider with his tongue. His kisses are dizzying and have you gripping onto his shirt.

He lays you on his bed gently, pulling away to take his shirt off. God, can he get any more attractive? Your thoughts eat you alive - your hand finding its way to touch his bare chest.

You hear him take a sharp intake of his breath before continuing your movements, slowly moving down to the play with the band of his bottoms.

“Such a fucking tease,” he hisses.

You kiss him again while helping him unzip his pants — his hard on now visible. Fuck. You think. Or you don’t. You feel so overwhelmed and you're so turned on just by him. Luckily, he feels the same way because he doesn’t waste time tugging your top over your head and unclasping your bra – way too easily by the way.

His mouth immediately finds its way to your chest, playing with your tits, nipping at the hard, sensitive bud before sucking on them. His tongue circles the nipple and sucks on it, making you moan. His other hand finds your heat, hovering over the wet patch on your panties, shivering at his touch.

“P-please,” you plead, hands gripping the ones neglecting your cunt, desperate for him to touch you. He pulls away and gives you a sloppy kiss before asking. “Please what?”

“Please touch me- I-i wanna cum,” you confess, tears threatening to spill out of your eyes in frustration. His hands leave your clothed pussy, making you whine at the sudden coldness even more, before gripping your face, cooing at you. “Aw, you wanna cum? Is that it?”

You nod, begging for him to touch you.

“What do you want, baby? Hm?” He traces figures on your stomach and you whimper. “Is it my fingers?” He dips down even further, placing a kiss on your chest, then your lower belly. You feel your cunt gush and throb at the affection. “My mouth?” Your thighs shut tight at the suggestion. “Or my cock?” And you let out a breathy yes.

He pulls his boxers down to show his cock, hard and leaking at the tip. You whine at the sight, “inside now, please,” you beg.

Finally, he listens to you for once. Without any intention to take your panties or skirt off, he lifts both your legs, resting them on his shoulders. You move your body to a more comfortable angle before signaling him to continue. He positions himself, one hand holding on to the frame of the bed for support and the other on his shaft, guiding it inside of your already dripping cunt.

He pushes into you slowly, groaning the second he fills you up to the brim. It feels so good. Your cunt hugging his cock so perfectly — so warm and so wet all just for him. And you whine at the painful yet pleasurable feeling of being filled up. The girth of his cock stretches you out and makes you feel lightheaded.

He picks up his pace and it makes you want to squirm, but you can’t. Not when his arm is clutching your legs so close together. He pounds onto your throbbing cunt mercilessly, the skin slapping reverberating around the room. Every thrust sends you into a deeper euphoria — almost suffocating with how much force he puts into it.

You let out choke gasps, struggling to catch your breath. You can feel yourself getting wetter and wetter. Heat starts to grow on your lower belly, your orgasm bubbling at the constant friction to your sticky clit, and the head of his cock massaging your g-spot easily. His hands find its way to your neck, fingers pressing onto your throat, and you feel a slight rush in your head.

It’s dizzying and you love it. The rush travels its way to your cunt quickly. His thrusts grow sloppier but still have enough force to push you deeper into his soft bed. “I-i think I’m gonna cum,” you manage to choke out through hiccups and tears.

“Fuck, your pussy feels s-so good,” he grunts through deep, long, sharp thrusts that has your pussy creaming and thighs quivering for it. He grabs the underside of your thigh, groping it, and peppers chaste kisses on your ankle.

He groans, your pussy growing tighter and tighter with each thrust and he can’t hold it in much longer. “Can I cum inside, please.” Begging.

“Let me cum inside this pretty pussy.” Again, voice rasp and needy.

“Yeah, y-yeah. Inside.” You grip onto the bed, so close to reaching your own high. The hand gripping around your neck moves to your cheeks, and he gives you a sloppy kiss full of tongue. He’s relentless with his thrusts, you feel crushed, and with his body weight pushing down against you, his cock meets the gushy inside of your cunt, and it’s enough to thrash and twitch below him.

When your orgasm dies down, his follows shortly after. The white, strings of cum creaming and warming your insides. With chests heaving, you both lay down on the now soaked and messy bed.

You make the first comment. “That was good.”

He lets out a breathy chuckle, swinging his hand over and pulls you close. “We should do that more often.”

“Or a couple more times,” you suggest, cuddling into his chest. Oliver hums in agreement.

Silence fills the room again but you have one last thing to ask him. Gnawing at your lip, you ask him your question.

“Just as friends or…” You trail off, hoping he would get the hint, and to your luck - he does. “Nah, not just as friends.”

Game over.

#bllk smut #blue lock smut #oliver aiku smut #oliver smut #blue lock x reader #by otoyas #.ch oliver #tw noncon filming

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