#arrowsnsarcasm

[Txt:] Oh heya! wait what message?

“Not looking for a fight tonight, some come on out,” Roy told the shadows around him as he stood up and reached for his bow just in case.

Jason noticed the difference immediately with his magic, waking up and blinking a few times as he stared at Roy. The archer had sat up and was sitting on the edge of the bed panicking.

“You’re safe here,” Jason told him immediately, just to ease his mind, reaching for Rose on his other side to wake her.

“The last time I was here—”

“Merlyn is gone,” Jason assured him quietly. “I’m assuming anons swapped you again, are things okay in your world? Is he safe?”

rules: 1) don’t be an asshole 2) multi shipper (see read more below for verses) will only ship with 18+ writers/characters 3) au’s and elseworlds welcome 4) ooc and oc blogs are welcome to interact too! 5) no magic mind altering anons as Lucifer has safeguarded his mind and Zee put extra protections there, sorry! 6) this blog does not support creative ai of any kind, and you do not have my consent to use anything we write to train ai.

Please no minors, given the content that comes with writing a character like this.

Storylines I’d love to explore in prose listed HERE.

[please keep in mind that by nature of his characterization this blog will deal with themes such as drug and alcohol addiction and nsfw scenarios that may not always be tagged. ((Mun has very few triggers but if you want something tagged for blacklisting feel free to ask!)) Mun is over 18 and will write nsfw. Filter tw: suggestive and tw: nsfw to avoid.]

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Headcanons that probably matter and verses:

𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗌𝗆𝗈𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖤𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗁 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 — 𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽, 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗎𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖲𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗆𝗉 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗒, 𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇.

So the world had almost ended (again). The creepy light that'd filled up the sky for the past 3 hours faded & Batman had sent an "All Clear" over the comms (which she & Jason would never admit made them feel a thousand times better about the whole thing). But there was still a shit ton of rubble strewn everywhere from all the previous chaos, plus several dead aliens & sirens blaring...

It wasn't anything Jayn wasn't used to. The relief, wanting to drop onto the floor in a ball & cry before going directly home for a good shower & IMMEDIATE BEDTIME--yeah, normal. That happened every time things got out of hand on patrol. But she had to be a big girl & help the authorities clean up--after all, she'd signed up for the hero thing a long time ago.

A little kid waved to her, other hand clasped tightly by their parent. Jayn managed a (TIRED) smile & waved back, then cracked her back once the family walked inside. She looked around & was surprised to see someone who looked familiar.

"Hey! Redhead in the...red. Do I know you?" she called, from a few yards away. She wasn't a vigilante who usually left Gotham (at least, not since she'd returned to the city 2 years before), but she also didn't look anything like the aliens who'd just tried to invade. Hopefully, the person wasn't so spooked or confused that he took her for an enemy.

He took out his phone and dialed a number that in this world didnt go straight to voicemail like he was used to. Instead someone answered to which he responded "Sorry, wrong number.." then hung up and tossed his phone aside.