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gothamcitylazarus:

“Good, because I’m not about to give up control. Not even a little bit.” Jason could get anal about things, but whenever that happened, Roy was always there to carefully step in and make sure that Jason was doing all right. That was the great thing about their relationship—they always knew when they were pushing the limits and they always knew how to talk each other off that ledge. “Yeah, well, it felt like it,” Jason replied, crinkling his nose slightly. “We always end up getting so sidetracked with each other.”

“Oh thank, God.” Roy laughed loudly, his voice echoing in the large, open space. He kissed at his wrinkled nose before pressing one more kiss to his mouth. “You say it like it’s a problem.” His voice was low as he mumbled to Jason, arms wrapping tightly around his waist as he gently swayed side to side in silence. “I really can’t believe you proposed to me. After I proposed to you. God, you’re so dramatic.” Roy groaned, kissing the corners of his lips.

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disappearlikethecheshirecat:

Jade scowled. “They won’t if they know what’s good for them,” she muttered. Anyone who tried to ruin her new, peaceful life would be meeting the wrong end of her sai in short order. She shook that off, not wanting to talk about murder in front of Lian, who was just old enough to start to understand. “Lian, honey, why don’t you show Daddy the pictures you brought?”

“That’s it, Jade. They don’t.” Roy knew how these agency guys worked, especially after becoming one. They wouldn’t care she had a kid, and while Lian and Thomas had Roy or Artemis or Rose--- they needed their mother. Roy sat down at a park table with Lian, gasping dramatically. “Pictures?! What pictures?”

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karenpageme:

Karen had taken off running until she was as far away from the alley as she could get. She heard footsteps following her and froze. “Don’t come any closer or I swear to Christ!” she threatened, it was an empty threat of course. She had nothing to defend herself with. The figure came closer and she saw that it was the suited man. The tension in her shoulders eased as he asked her if she was alright. “I’m okay I just–” she heard sirens in the distance and froze. “D-did you call the police?” she asked, eyes wide as she clutched the flash drive in her pocket. 

Roy’s brows furrowed behind his mask when Karen started to yell, “It’s me, it’s me.” He slung his bow across his body to hold his empty hands up in defense. “Yeah, yeah. They’re just going to take him away. You’re okay, I promise.” Roy assured her, realizing the tight grip she had on her purse. “Do you need someone to walk you home?” He asked curiously.

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phone call → roy

OQ: You married a tattooed biker. I think you're any parent's worst nightmare.

RHT: And I'm /living/ for it.

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text → roy harper-todd

JHT: she wants 2 be us

JHT: ew why would i marry a girl

JHT: good

RHT: don't marry anyone except me.

RHT: you can appreciate the new floor i put in there

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text → roy harper-todd

JHT: people don't like me they won't be envious

JHT: u wanna do it in that room when u get home

RHT: there is literally one girl in my office who's always asking how we're doing and how you're doing too. she's trying to move in, jay.

RHT: if i die, never ever marry a girl named louise. pls don't.

RHT: uhm let me think

RHT: hell fucking yeah

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text → roy harper-todd

JHT: tell them and make them all envious

JHT: oh my

JHT: ur right that's great

RHT: they already are. have you seen us

RHT: i've got all our camping shit in that extra room i haven't been letting you in.

RHT: but surprise you can go in now

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text → roy harper-todd

JHT: that's already the plan

JHT: chill everything will be fine

RHT: see you're romantic. that made me go awe, now everyone's wondering what you said.

RHT: okay i'm going to tell you because i want to talk about it and everything we're going to do.

RHT: WE'RE GOING TREKKING. IN THE ALPS.

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text → roy harper-todd

JHT: i don't like giving up so much control

JHT: like i trust u but also i want to know everything

RHT: if i tell will you promise to love me forever plus two days?

RHT: i'm really anxious i want us to be excited together

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text → roy harper-todd

JHT: u kno im not a romantic

JHT: we are getting married in exactly a week holy shit

RHT: shh i know. we can pretend

RHT: I'M SO EXCITED

RHT: mostly for the honeymoon bc u don't know yet AND I WANNA TELL SO BAD

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text → roy harper-todd

JHT: this is too much

JHT: not moms w 8 kids

RHT: i'm trying to be romantic to my husband i'm marrying in EXACTLY A WEEK

RHT: u don't know

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text → roy harper-todd

JHT: this doesn't sound like a thing that would happen

JHT: now you know how i always feel!!

RHT: did you know spartans fought harder because their brothers/friends/lovers fought with them.

RHT: we could be spartans, jaybird.

RHT: oh hush everyone's always making heart eyes at you

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text → roy harper-todd

JHT: the last time you went in the sewer he beat the snot out of you

JHT: maybe

JHT: mAYBE

RHT: and now i'm taking my scary motorcycle husband with me

RHT: so you can stand and look intimidating while i beat the snot out of him

RHT: i wore it to the store and this mom with like eight kids scowled at me. it was oddly satisfying

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gothamcitylazarus:

Jason shook his head. “Liar,” he replied. He snorted. “You’re the one who wanted to wait until our major cases were over,” he replied. Jason sighed softly. “We’ve already done that like three times,” he pointed out. “You can wait until our wedding, come on,” he plied softly, kissing him lightly again. “You’ll be all right.”

“I’m the luckiest, most happiest person in the entire world.” Roy watched him with gentle eyes, “I’ve just got so much I want to tell you. Like how thankful I am that you’re so damn patient.” He sighed, kissing him. “I love you because you’re so patient. I love you because you’re so soft and gentle--- when you want to be.” Roy snickered, kissing at his jawline before nipping carefully at his ear.

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JHT: don't joke about that.

JHT: you are

JHT: nope

RHT: well i'm just saying. i got a lead and i wanna act on it

RHT: i'm waiting till after the wedding even. come on, i want you to come with me.

RHT: i'll wear the hat you got me.

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gothamcitylazarus:

“You’re more of a control freak than I ever suspected,” Jason replied. “Is it because when we’re together, my need for control just ends up trumping your need for control? I wouldn’t be surprised.” Jason was way more of a control freak than he would ever even admit—and he was willing to admit a lot. He just needed things to be exactly how he wanted them otherwise he felt like he was going to spiral out of control again. It was a coping mechanism that he had fallen comfortably into many times before, and this wedding was one of the first times he had relinquished that control. It felt better than he thought it would. Jason almost protested when Roy pulled off his wedding band, but before he could respond, Roy was putting it back on and kissing him. “Yeah, well, we’ve never been good at saving time.”

“Yeah. But I’m okay with you taking control.” He smiled, kissing Jason’s forehead. Roy knew why Jason needed to be able to handle things his way, more so after Ra’s. But if it got irrational and out of hand, Roy’d slowly step in to remind Jason he needed to breathe and relax again. "You act like I just ripped your heart out of your chest.” Roy teased him, though he knew very well that was what it felt like. Especially the time when Jason took it off and left it when he went out for a job. “We’re horrible at it, really.”

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gothamcitylazarus:

Jason couldn’t help but drink in every inch of Roy’s features from his hairline all the way down to the specific way his eyes caught the light, the way it played off his teeth when he happened to show them. Jason leaned down and kissed Roy gently, humming softly into his mouth. “I think we both lucked out, don’t you?” he asked, raising an eyebrow rakishly. “We’re getting married so soon. Blink and it’ll be here.”

“Yeah, but I think I am significantly luckier.” He grinned against Jason’s lips, biting at the bottom one gently before he pulled back. “Is that how it works?” Roy blinked a couple times before looking back to Jason, feeling drunk off his kisses, “It’s not working.” He let out a small laugh before letting his nails scratch lightly up and down his hips. “What if we got married right here? Did our real vows when it’s just us and no one knows what the hell we promise each other...”