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redarrowcw · 9 months
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"Pop your jacket off I'll patch you up." "Man, I cannot believe you shot me." "Really?" I miss this. @fatedtruths
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redarrowcw · 1 year
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Roy with his dad issues be like. Never treat him like a child, cause he’ll bite your head off. Character Study - Hostile , quick temper, ready to throw down.
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redarrowcw · 1 year
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I'm back
Holy shit, I disappeared hard and I didn't even mean to. Life has been crazy with work and just so much stuff taking up my mental capacity. I'm looking for new storylines, so lets dust off the cobwebs!
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redarrowcw · 3 years
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Reblog if I’m allowed to send you in character asks even if we have never talked before.
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redarrowcw · 3 years
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He simply nodded as he petted Zulu’s forehead. “I get that, people die every day.” He took the pills and put them back in the cabinet. Then returned to Matt’s side. “I’m gonna go for a run. Feel free to join me, if you can keep up.”
He nudged the other playfully before telling Zulu to remain behind. Walking over to the window. The young man lifted it and slipped on his signature pair of gloves. “So what’s it gonna be?”
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Jason tilted his head slightly, focusing in on the chaos as he began to locate each sound in the environment. “tv’s buzzing, a couple arguing on the floor below us, your neighbor is lighting up a cigarette.” He shuts his eyes “Mouse scurrying down the hallway. The elevator is stuck, again.” He said with a light smirk.
This being the reason he always opted for the stairs. “The bell at the front desk just got rung.”
The audio was a jumble, one big blur with multiple layers, you had to sift through. Sitting still for a long moment. “Your pulse is starting to level off.” He said as he turned his head in Matt’s general direction. “Why do you start with audible, I figured your first question would be ifI can see anything at all?”
He still wasn’t used to the quietness, her missing presence and squeals of excitement. “I could tell by your voice earlier, you lost someone too haven’t you?” He asked, though he was fairly certain he already understood. “I’m sorry.” The words were sincere and he lightly touched the other’s shoulder, in a supportive gesture.
@devilshades
“Why would I begin with what you can see?” Sight was wonderful for all the years he’d had it, but it was gone now. From all he could tell, it wasn’t coming back either. So he had been trained to use his other powerful senses to create a picture of a world he could no longer view like a regular person, found that the other senses could be just as eye opening. Even more so. “I don’t live because I can see, often times, I survive because I can’t. Shift your weaknesses into strengths.”
Someone who could see didn’t know how to focus their hearing or ability to smell in situations where sight was taken from them. Matthew could attack someone in the dead of night without ever losing track of them. He could enter a room silently and take out all the lights. Become an unseen assailant. Hard to shoot what you couldn’t see. Hard to outmaneuver a person hidden in shadow.
“Everyone has lost someone, Jason. That is part of being part of the human race. We don’t live forever and neither do the people we love.” Daredevil was merely there to make sure that the people who were alive were given the chance to keep going when someone violent threatened their lives. A way to even the playing field when the laws created couldn’t do the trick.
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redarrowcw · 3 years
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Reblog if you RP on Discord and it's okay for people to PM you for a plot.
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redarrowcw · 3 years
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Alone, yet not alone.
Roy would never forget the first time he heard Oliver Queens’ voice, it was a sound of pure anguish. The bang that followed made the lean brunette wary and skittish. He hadn’t seen another human in some time. Drawing near but staying in the shelter of the trees. The young man observed as Oliver held his father in his arms and sobbed. Roy notes how stricken the other was with grief a couple of days passed and the man had buried his father. Roy tracked him into the woods  and But the man was worn ragged. He staggering about and stumbling over everything.He watches as Oliver eventually collapsed from exhaustion and used this opportunity to examine him further. His lips were horribly chapped, eyes had deep bags under them. And his skin was a bit flaky in patches. By the smell of him, well he hadn’t bathed in at least a week, maybe more. Taking a freshly cooked bird from over his shoulder. He placed some leaves on the ground and left the meat. Maybe if he played this right, then he could have a new friend, perhaps more. Next he got a roughly shaped hollowed out cup and dipped it into a nearby pool of water. Kneeling by the other, Roy could sense he was very weak. He gently sat Oliver up so he wouldn’t choke and tipped the wooden cup towards his lips. While he did this, he tore off a piece of the tender meat and chewed it for him. Then slowly pressed it against his lips. He knew how strong instincts to live were and if this man was willing to push on , then Roy would help him. @ovcrdramatiic
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redarrowcw · 3 years
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Reblog this if you roleplay or are willing to roleplay on Discord
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redarrowcw · 3 years
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//OOC Struggling with muse.
I’m sure ya’ll have noticed my lack of postings..I’m just gonna be straightforward and short. I lost my grandpa to covid, only to realize he was keeping his stage 3 kidney failure from all of us. I understand that it was a personal, private matter and he was most likely trying to not make us worry. Having this knowledge has my mind thinking of countless “what ifs”. I never in my life thought this would happen and it hurts. I was also recently targeted by trolls  in a popular gaming server sending me..disgusting taunts over the matter. I want to write so please hit me up in messages. I love to brainstorm and discuss.
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redarrowcw · 3 years
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Reblog if You're Willing to RP Pre-Established Relationships/Friendships
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redarrowcw · 3 years
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Roy lightly narrowed his eyes at the other, ‘kid’ he hated being called that. He hadn’t known childhood since he was small. “Look, I’m sorry he snatched your wallet. Bjorn is just looking out for me.” The brunette looked back at his daemon who flattened his ears with shame as he knew the condition of his master. “Well someone has to..” The daemon murmured avoiding Roys’ blazing blue eyes. Roy turned to Oliver “I’m no child, so don’t speak to me like one, I’ve been on these streets all my life and we always get by.” He was stubborn, defiant in  this shit hole you had to be. Bjorn growled in irritation. “Roy...please he could help us..” The brunette went to the wolf and shook his head. “We don’t accept charity or pity.” “But -” “I said no!” Roy snapped out, cutting the wolf off. “You won’t last another week like this..when was the last time you actually ate a meal?” The daemon challenged Roy smiled lightly and stroked his head. “People die every day buddy..what makes me so special?” The wolf whined “But you help so many people...why won’t you let anyone help you?” Roy smiled “Because, that would mean someone would actually have to care about me. Alright, that’s enough therapy out of you lets’ go, a storm is brewing.” He glanced back at Oliver and gave him a slight nod “See you around blondie.” With that the teen shot across the roof and leaped to a separate roof top. “You think that soup kitchen is still open?” Bjorn asked as he trotted along beside his partner. @fatedtruths
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redarrowcw · 3 years
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Reblog this if your muse misses other rper's muses when their mun is not online.
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redarrowcw · 3 years
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ARROWVERSE TV
Please REBLOG if you are an Active:
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You will be added to THIS list.
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redarrowcw · 3 years
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Finding Shelter
The lithe form of a dirty blonde, young man sprawled out on a billionaires couch, certainly was unusual.Roy had felt a bit odd about about it himself, for the first few days. However, at the time he had been too weak to really turn down such hospitality. Half starved and sickly he was well on the mend thanks to personal doctors who checked him over every couple of days. He was on antibiotics for his respiratory infection and a sleep aide to ensure he got enough rest. Being in a new setting had given him quite a lot of anxiety to start with but he was really beginning to settle in. His phone went off for his morning alarm and the teen sat up with a groan, twisting his upper torso to crack his spine and neck. He was still trying to get used to the idea of having his own room and while Oliver insisted the youth sleep on an actual bed. Roy was still stubborn, it was the mattress that thing was too damn comfortable. For someone who grew up on the streets it was so out of character and routine that it was a struggle. He sat up and sighed, looking out the window and yawed. The youth was beginning to understand how someone could get used to a life of comfort but he didn’t want to become complacent or too at ease. Such things went again his more primal nature. He could feel his legs ache to run hands itching for a fight. He needed to find a way to satisfy such impulses without getting hurt. Maybe Oliver wouldn’t mind sparring with him? Walking over to the gym area he hit the treadmill. Shirtless he was almost too skinny but his body had put on a healthy amount of fat over the past couple of weeks to where Roy felt more energetic. He already had great stamina and speed.That combined with his agility and limber body made him an explosive fighter. His feet pounded against the black belt as it whirled away underneath him. He jogged for about ten minutes before moving up  into a run but had to stop when a coughing fit struck. The sounds reverberated roughly in his chest as his chest muscles squeezed trying to break loose the phlegm that still remained stubbornly inside. “That’s one way to get it out.” He muttered in an annoyed manner. Stepping into the bathroom he spat the contents into a handful of toilet paper and put it in the trash. He went to the kitchen, fixed a cup of coffee and returned to the couch. Finger tapping restlessly along the rim of the ceramic mug. Maybe sparring wouldn’t be so demanding. “Ollie you around?” He called aloud and listened for a reply. @starcityvigilante
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redarrowcw · 3 years
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My rules
-No drama
-I only write with mutuals
-You must be 18+ to write with me. Maturity is required, Maturity meaning you won’t drop me over petty shit and actually have an adult conversation if we ever have any sort of conflict or disagreement.
-I only ship with chemistry. I’m very picky. Sex should never be a goal.
-ABSOLUTELY never take control of or god mod my char.
-Feel free to message me for chit chatting, banter, and plotting
Want my discord? Ask for it!
Like these rules if you read them.
It’s REQUIRED
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redarrowcw · 3 years
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//ooc little rant.
Going to be updating my rules, apparently people can’t have discussions anymore and decide to drop you on this site.
Not gonna lie I’m a little salty.
Especially since I saw the post mentioning they were going to be deleting people they didn’t speak to...but that didn’t really apply to me. Since we had storylines going and we chatted.
If something I say or do makes you uncomfortable please let me know so I can apologize and make it right. I’m a mature adult and it takes a LOT to push me away or piss me off.
I don’t deserve to be dropped, Hell no one does.
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redarrowcw · 3 years
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Protective [CS]
Thea was biting her lip nervously as Roy paced back and forth, he was thinking and patience was something he was still working on. “Look, just you have to fight this alright, you can’t take no for an answer.” Lifting his gaze the young man nodded “You’re right, I’m gonna go down there and beat their asses.” “Yes- wait no, nonono! that’s not what I meant.” She said cutting him off “Roy you have to think this through, I know you want to help your mom but this isn’t how you do it.” Huffing the young man threw up his hands slightly. “Thea, do I look like the civilized type? Normally my fists do the talking I wouldn’t even know where to begin negotiating her release.” Oliver’s sister smiled lightly “Luckily for you I know one hell of an attorney.
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