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All of My Heroes Die All Alone - Part I: Easy they Come
Jason Todd x oc fanfic.
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Evangeline didn’t know why seeing Floyd this way had not become the normality in her mind. She thought by this point, now that he had reached the six month mark of being admitted into Elliot Memorial’s hospice ward, that she would have become desensitised to the sight of him. The myriad of tubing that protruded from every orifice, the hollow of his throat, his nostrils, the catheter, the colostomy bag, and the various IV lines that all form a cocoon around him like a fly in a spider’s web, waiting for the inevitable predator to slink it’s way down, long needle like fangs piercing flesh. It would be a quicker death than this, the sharp sting, the rush of venom, the paralysis, then… nothing.
How quiet that would be.
Instead the whirring of machines must be getting to his head. If he could still talk he would tell her as such. He would tell her to leave him be. But, there is a selfish part of her soul that wants to keep him around, that wants his advice as long as she can receive it. That wants to keep him as comfortable as she can before the inevitable happens. She’s selfish like that. She hates that she is, but when one good thing stays in your life as long as Floyd Lawton stayed in hers, those claws would stay buried in that flesh forever.
She eats the worst beef and butter sandwich of her life as she occupies the seat next to him. She stays like this throughout visiting hours, only getting up and leaving the room when the nurses clean him, changing his sheets, scrubbing his thinning skin that shows the intricate webbing of muscles, tendons, veins and arteries underneath. She can’t bear to look at him when they do it. His limbs, once thick and ropey with muscle and scars, were now wiry and fragile. She wondered if he would hate his reflection in the mirror, she wondered if it were the other way around that he would have left her body to give up on itself even if it were painful, so it would be quick. So he could mourn and his life would go on. She knew his would. She didn’t know if she was capable of the same.
Her phone rung with an alarm she had set to remind her that the visiting hours were done. She packed her things, a cheesy romance book that merely sat dormant on the arm rest of her chair, and a newspaper. She bid her goodbye to Floyd with a kiss to his temple, and headed out. The nurses were always lovely, there was a tiredness to their kindness that reminded her of him. The nights when he would come back after weeks of being away, but if she asked him a question, he would answer. If she wanted to tell him how the week had gone, he would let her. There would be a darkness to his skin, a sunken feeling in his eyes, but he would be there.
When she exited the building the chill of November nipped at the exposed skin of her neck and she shivered. She hunkered herself down further into her jacket and trekked through the car park until she was sitting astride her bike. The vibration of her phone in her pocket jolted her out of her thoughts and she dug her hand into her coat to fish it out. She recognised the number immediately and brought it to her ear.
”Hospital.” She greeted, knowing she was talking to a man who preferred to be blunt. “Five minutes to home.”
The voice was impatient. “Wherever else would you be?” Came the reply. The tone was edged, the sarcasm dripping with venom. “Meet me in the Canary Club. Got a job.”
Wonderful. She hung up, buried her phone back in her pocket and shoved the helmet over her head.
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The Canary Club was home to most of Gotham’s populace on a Friday night, the place crawling with people and vibrating with music. It was humid and sticky and everywhere you looked the lights were flickering and there were girls dancing. It was the kind of place Slade liked to meet in. He liked the noise, it drowned out conversations, and he liked having something or someone to look at while he talked business. He wasn’t an easy man to figure out, but Evangeline liked to think she had a good grasp on why he was as picky as he seemed. The two had had this arrangement for some time, since before Floyd got sick. Floyd didn’t know, of course, it was one of the many secrets she kept from him.
Slade was in his usual booth upstairs, red pleather couches that overlooked the entire dance floor below. He ‘liked to see things coming,’ but Evangeline knew it was more than that, it was a sense of control he liked to keep over the room, even in his old age. And Slade had gotten older, being in his late 60s had thickened his skin but made his insides more fragile. He was tenser and more brutal, he needed opponents to stay down, there was less of a chance he would beat his way out of a fight with someone younger than him now, but that didn’t mean just anyone would pick a fight with Deathstroke. Certainly not Evangeline. She could see his white hair as she ascended the steps, and she followed it like a beacon as it caught the multitude of lights that cascaded over the room. She greeted him as she sat down, “here, again?”
Slade’s lip quirked up. His Deathstroke mask seemed to hide his nerve damaged mouth well. He’d gotten into a fight with the Batman, maskless, a batarang had sliced through his upper lip and chin leaving the area paralysed on one side. Though it didn’t make him any less menacing. “Why not? Gives us both something to look at.” He adjusted the glasses on his face. “How is Lawton?”
Evangeline straightened her back. “Alive.”
Slade made a noise, something tip-toeing between a snort and a grunt. “Not living,” he mused, fingers playing with the edge of the table. He had a folder resting neatly in front of him. “Middle Eastern prison. Libya. Rich man wants his ward returned here alive.”
Evangeline sucked her lower lip between her teeth. “Prison break? Isn’t that more of a mercenary’s job?” She asked. She’d never been tasked with a prison break before, though if it were one here in Gotham she would be oozing confidence, criminals seemed to just walk out of Arkham as easily as breathe. “How much is he paying for this ‘ward’?”
”Sixty Million.”
The world spun, and Evangeline dug her nails into the meat of her thighs to keep her mind focused. That was a lot of money. It was enough that she could… “Why didn’t you take it?” She asked. If it was simple enough that Slade thought she would be able to handle it on her own, then there was something else underlying that he wasn’t disclosing to her. Sixty million was nothing to Slade, he would have the kid back in a week if the rich asshole doubled it. “Seems right up your alley.”
Slade paused a moment, pursing the side of his mouth that still worked. “I’ve not been allowed in Libya for thirty years,” he explained, gently coaxing the folder across the table towards her. “Take it. Mull it over. I’ll give you three hours. You have my number, send me a message.”
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The ride back to Floyd’s appointment was a quiet one, but not long. She had two hours and 32 minutes to think about Slade’s offer. Her mind kept wandering back to the reward. How much could this ward be worth? She had doubts it was Bruce Wayne, that pompous asshole hadn’t adopted a new kid in years and the media kept tabs on all of them. The computer whizz, the acrobat turned cop that moved to Bludhaven, the only one you didn’t hear about anymore was the one that died not too long after he showed up in the tabloids. Apparently, something to do with an accident while they were on a holiday somewhere overseas, but no one knew the details. Poor kid. She doubted Bruce would let one of his own leave the country after a devastating loss like that again.
There were rich people in Gotham, but none of them were that rich. She had half a mind to see if there were any missing persons reports that had sprung up within the last week or so, but there were people disappearing every five hours. Some got on trains and never made it home, others just packed up and left without another word. Evangeline wished she could do that, leave the world behind.
She sent Slade a message confirming her involvement and showered whilst waiting for a response. Once she was dried and dressed a message arrived, a date and time to board a plane to Egypt, and who to contact once she reached Cairo. She set her phone on the nightstand to charge, and went about trying to sleep.
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Hey Floyd,
I thought I would leave this for the nurses to read out to you because I don’t know if I could tell you this in person but I’m going away for a couple weeks. Nothing serious, just took a job to get some money and it’s sending me overseas for an assignment. I’ll text you when I touchdown. Don’t get any worse until I’m home, yeah?
Angie.
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roysmilkers · 6 months
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The loml✨ if you didn’t know already
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lmpulsic · 7 months
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grant emerson x bart allen high school au
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courtscapspams · 2 years
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roy harper in every episode, 1.15 - dodger
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ahoechlinwolf · 1 year
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I'm A Wolf (D.H.)(1) (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/130393934-i%27m-a-wolf-d-h-1?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=ahoechlinwolf&wp_originator=1rF0NucGlKyCkIhTkA5D62COUlmrGAndcC9Td6uEqR0cT5D7GpoOaHWlJWkCOkvkm%2BoIkMBnnG6eBlyDTqUDBpuzHhIIIFXcrABxOA4cJ111SEYJuiy9uy7NzClEU8YN 
 ¿Qué pasa cuando un Alpha Verdadero quita una vida? Ya conocemos Teen Wolf, pero sólo desde el punto de vista de Scott, este será un nuevo punto de vista, por fin veremos lo que Scott no vivió. Skyler McCall vuelve a Beacon Hills tras tres años sin ver a su hermano. Mientras que el TrueAlfa estaba viviendo en California, Skyler junto a su padre, se trasladó a Central City, Nueva York, donde después de convertirse en lobo, se juntó con otras manadas y líderes muy poderosos. Tras la muerte de su padre, Sky ha vuelto para rehacer su vida, cosa que no será facil con la gente de su oscuro pasado incordiando y sus nuevas amistades complicándolo todo. Entre esas complicaciones se encuentra el apuesto lobo Derek Hale... Esta historia no sigue el orden de la serie así que no os preocupéis por spoilers de ningún tipo. Los personajes que la protagonizan son la mayoría de la serie excepto la protagonista que es de mi propia invención y algunos otros que pertenecen a DC's Arrow.
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zoso418 · 5 months
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Roy Harper - Goodbye
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dailypopmix · 7 months
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Colton Lee Haynes: The Actor That Deserves Recognition
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TFW Deathstroke cuts your bow in half #redarrow #arsenal #arrow #greenarrow #royharper #speedy #arrowverse #cosplayersunder1k #teamarrow #dccomics #dccosplay #superhero #superherocosplay #archer #bowandarrow #youngjustice #outsiders #outlaws #cosplay #redhair #redhead #dc #cosplaymodel #teentitans #cosplayersofinstagram #photooftheday #mask #menofcosplay #picoftheday #tattooed https://www.instagram.com/p/CkeCYZwP18D/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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katmaatui · 1 year
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Rules: Make a new post and post your latest line from your WIP and tag as many people as there are words.
Thanks for the tag @finssyblog!
"The last thing Dick remembers as he passes out is panic as all his senses fade away in the face of the light..."
okay 23 people uh
@thequiver, @cissie-queen-jones, @danny-chase, @thebestestbat, @bigskydreaming, @hood-ex, @batphobique, and @royharper, anyone else who wants to do, do it. I can't remember names right now
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stellastarr7 · 2 months
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#jimmypage #Robertplant #Royharper Valentines day concert 1974
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devine-fem · 4 months
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Here's a guide in case you want to know more about Roy: https://arrowfam.carrd.co/#royharper
oh damn? thank you? ill save this for later im still on another reading guide
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zed-sabre · 6 months
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Loved the post you made bashing arrowfam fans, absolutely love how you think that a character from their side of the franchise doesn't belong to them and instead belong to Batstans due to a run that ran for 5 years where he was a cardboard prop-up to Jason compared to his 70 years of stories. It IS obnoxious how Roy fans don't like a character dynamic that goes against his entire existence. The alternative, that they've actually read more than the New 52, is unthinkable. Just say you don't actually like Roy and only love him when he was written by a known sex pest.
Here's a guide I'll leave here just in case you feel vindicated: https://arrowfam.carrd.co/#royharper
yeaaah here's a helpful tip: i don't think you used the word vindicated the way you meant to. certainly, i'm sure you meant the guide was meant for me if i changed my mind, or reconsidered my stance. repented, even.
but actually, i DO feel vindicated - as in, proven correct - because this is exactly the kind of attitude i'm trying to block. thanks! i don't want anything to do with you.
also, i've already read those comics. somehow, against all odds, i and my arrowfam friends exist :)
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roysmilkers · 6 months
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Reposting old works for now 🫡 my fav boy
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lesbianspeedy · 1 year
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Do you have recs for arrowfam blogs to follow?
follow all my meow meows. cant lie im not even 100% sure some of said meow meows even post arrowfam anymore but i know most do and the ones that dont are just funky lil blogs anyway @thequiver @cissie-queen-jones @miadeardn @batphobique < @miadearden @viigilante @thrakaboom @royharper @nedraedaim @qhorinhalfhand @sunliv @green-arrxws
and newer meow meows who seem epic gamer cool fun fun @roseworth @jewishcissiekj @hawkzeyes @fuscorooni
i wont lie im not the best person to ask bc i immediately forget who posts what and also i follow like 75 people bc i forget to follow people back but! yknow. thems.
also @starcitycitizens is a joint account some arrowfans for posting funny joke haha memes from the pov of well. the name tells u. it hasnt been updated in a while but i will fix that i will make new memes soon i promise
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courtscapspams · 2 years
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roy harper in every episode, 1.23 - sacrifice
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zoso418 · 5 months
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Roy Harper - Bullinamingvase - 1977 - (Full Album)
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