//And with that…

PEACE, WATCHING THE HOBBIT. WILL RETURN TO FINISH KOY GETTING HITCHED.

archerwithoutanidentity:

clandestineshark:

archerwithoutanidentity:

-He returns the grin and the kiss gladly, raising an eyebrow at the question and smirking- Psh, you know me, obviously I want it. And I hope I’m going to get it.

Fine. You get to tell Ollie then. -laughs a little at his fiance’s face but kisses him all the same-

Wait- can I just friggin’ text him or something? -frowns, narrowing his eyes a bit at the kiss, returning it anyway, muttering a ‘fine’ when he pulls away-

I did not say the manner which you had to tell him. You just need to tell him. Preferably, before the ceremony. -frowns as well as something crosses his mind-

Will Cheshire be “crashing”?

archerwithoutanidentity:

-He returns the grin and the kiss gladly, raising an eyebrow at the question and smirking- Psh, you know me, obviously I want it. And I hope I’m going to get it.

Fine. You get to tell Ollie then. -laughs a little at his fiance’s face but kisses him all the same-

[open]

notspeedyanymore:

clandestineshark:

notspeedyanymore:

“What’re you retarded? Can’t count for yourself?” He muttered, this was either some calming technique or something again, like he hadn’t come across those with the countless visits to therapists he’d gone through anyway. 

Oh God does Kaldur want to throttle Roy. This annoyance is not an unknown feeling. 

“Other than me fucking off, what would want?” 

This is more annoying than hitting a brick wall. 

“That’s none of your fucking business.” Apparently the red head really had no intention of letting Kaldur get through to him anyway, burying his head in his arms, still trembling and trying to calm himself down somehow.

And, really, it’s those words that stir something inside Kaldur. 

"Fine," he says. "I will leave."

Something about this whole exchange has left him hung dry, jittery in a way that he hasn’t been before. A reminder, perhaps, of the extremely difficult days.

archerwithoutanidentity:

clandestineshark:

archerwithoutanidentity:

clandestineshark:

archerwithoutanidentity:

clandestineshark:

archerwithoutanidentity:

clandestineshark:

archerwithoutanidentity:

-Roy smiles, letting a muffled noise out into the kiss as Kaldur deepens it, gladly returning the action, slipping both arms around the Atlantean and pulls him closer to himself-

-Muttering, in between kisses- I have missed more than any man has missed his love. -places kisses down Roy’s throat- I have missed you more than I can ever express. -very quietly, almost muffled- Marry me.

-He returns the kisses, muttering in between as well, returning the affection, before the last- barely audible part got his attention and his eyes shot wide open- Wait what-?

Agapi? -Kaldur is confused- Did I say something wrong?

Uh, well you did say ‘marry me’ didn’t you? Just like that out of the blue? -raises eyebrow-

Well, it has been my intention to ask you. -blushes a bit- I was planning to ask you after we stopped kissing… -looks over Roy’s shoulder, embarrassed-

…you’ve really intended on asking me that? You do…uh, realize that’s not some question you can ask just so casually?

-flatly and sassily- You do realize that you are it for me. I have been planning to ask for a while. I apologize for the timing but the sentiment is the same. 

-takes Roy’s hand and places a kiss on the palm- Please. Will you? I have already stated that I will spend the rest of my life with you regardless of your answer. But…may you please be tied to me in this way? As my husband?

No I didn’t realize that…I mean you stated it before, I know, but I didn’t think you’d actually go forth with…well this…-for once Roy actually didn’t know what else to say to comment on it, so he leaned down, resting their foreheads together and nodded lightly- Yeah, obviously…  I can’t exactly say no to this…nor would I want to.

-And that is all Kaldur needs. He breaks out into a stunning grin and kisses Roy- I take it you want an elopement?

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notspeedyanymore:

“What’re you retarded? Can’t count for yourself?” He muttered, this was either some calming technique or something again, like he hadn’t come across those with the countless visits to therapists he’d gone through anyway. 

Oh God does Kaldur want to throttle Roy. This annoyance is not an unknown feeling. 

"Other than me fucking off, what would want?" 

This is more annoying than hitting a brick wall. 

[open]

notspeedyanymore:

clandestineshark:

notspeedyanymore:

clandestineshark:

notspeedyanymore:

Roy didn’t much care for what the Atlantean got out next and only swat the hand away from himself, curling more into himself, before gripping his legs tightly again. “G-go the fuck away. I don’t need you, or anyone.”

Kaldur laughs because he’s heard this speech before. It came from a different Roy and for different reasons. If Kal wanted to really stroll down memory lane, he could see the scene. Roy, broken and beaten down, wasted away on heroin and screaming that he doesn’t need help. That GODDAMNIT KALDUR, FUCK OFF. FUCK OFF AND NEVER COME BACK. 

A deep breathe returns him to the present.

“You do need someone. I do not mind if you accept my help.”

Roy only narrowed his eyes at the laugh, pretty sure he was about to snap and get the other to leave on his own, he didn’t need anyone right now, it just made whatever he was going through worse, especially if they kept poking at stuff they shouldn’t have. “I don’t. Leave me alone, I-I don’t need fucking help.”

“You will not deter me.”

This is a breaking point. Kaldur prepares himself for whatever is to come.

He really wanted to actually go and try to make the guy to leave, but settled himself to rather press himself against the wall and as far away from him as possible, trying to ignore him. And the rest of the voices inside his mind. “Fine, do whatever the fuck you want.” 

…This is surprising to say the least. Kaldur relaxes a little but not by much.

"Roy, can you count for me?"

Oh please, let him cooperate.

archerwithoutanidentity:

clandestineshark:

archerwithoutanidentity:

clandestineshark:

archerwithoutanidentity:

clandestineshark:

archerwithoutanidentity:

-Roy smiles, letting a muffled noise out into the kiss as Kaldur deepens it, gladly returning the action, slipping both arms around the Atlantean and pulls him closer to himself-

-Muttering, in between kisses- I have missed more than any man has missed his love. -places kisses down Roy’s throat- I have missed you more than I can ever express. -very quietly, almost muffled- Marry me.

-He returns the kisses, muttering in between as well, returning the affection, before the last- barely audible part got his attention and his eyes shot wide open- Wait what-?

Agapi? -Kaldur is confused- Did I say something wrong?

Uh, well you did say ‘marry me’ didn’t you? Just like that out of the blue? -raises eyebrow-

Well, it has been my intention to ask you. -blushes a bit- I was planning to ask you after we stopped kissing… -looks over Roy’s shoulder, embarrassed-

…you’ve really intended on asking me that? You do…uh, realize that’s not some question you can ask just so casually?

-flatly and sassily- You do realize that you are it for me. I have been planning to ask for a while. I apologize for the timing but the sentiment is the same. 

-takes Roy’s hand and places a kiss on the palm- Please. Will you? I have already stated that I will spend the rest of my life with you regardless of your answer. But…may you please be tied to me in this way? As my husband?

[open]

notspeedyanymore:

clandestineshark:

notspeedyanymore:

Roy didn’t much care for what the Atlantean got out next and only swat the hand away from himself, curling more into himself, before gripping his legs tightly again. “G-go the fuck away. I don’t need you, or anyone.”

Kaldur laughs because he’s heard this speech before. It came from a different Roy and for different reasons. If Kal wanted to really stroll down memory lane, he could see the scene. Roy, broken and beaten down, wasted away on heroin and screaming that he doesn’t need help. That GODDAMNIT KALDUR, FUCK OFF. FUCK OFF AND NEVER COME BACK. 

A deep breathe returns him to the present.

“You do need someone. I do not mind if you accept my help.”

Roy only narrowed his eyes at the laugh, pretty sure he was about to snap and get the other to leave on his own, he didn’t need anyone right now, it just made whatever he was going through worse, especially if they kept poking at stuff they shouldn’t have. “I don’t. Leave me alone, I-I don’t need fucking help.”

"You will not deter me."

This is a breaking point. Kaldur prepares himself for whatever is to come.