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01 February 2012 @ 09:15 pm
The Arrow Family Meme  
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♥ This meme is for Arrow family prompts. Gen prompts focusing on any member of the Arrow family are welcome. Pairing prompts can be Arrow/any character.

♥ The members of the Arrow family are defined as Oliver Queen, Roy Harper, Dinah Lance, Lian Harper, Connor Hawke and Mia Dearden.

♥ Both anon and signed-in posts are welcome.

♥ One prompt per comment. You may post as many comments as you wish.

♥ All canons and continuities welcome. This extends to games, movies and television, be it animated or live-action.

♥ When prompting, note your desired pairing in the subject line. For gen, note the main character(s). Try to include keywords in your subject line.

♥ When filling, add the word FILL to your subject line.

♥ Warn for anything that could be triggering. For those who do not want to use specific warnings, please warn for ‘no warnings’ or ‘disturbing content’ as applicable.

♥ Be respectful and warn for spoilers!

♥ Please report your fills. Multiple fills are encouraged.

These are an extremely condensed version of the rules. Please try to take the time to read through the full rules when you can. If you have any questions, let me know here.
 
 
 
(Anonymous) on February 4th, 2012 12:19 am (UTC)
Roy/Connor/Mia, threesome
Sandwiched between the two of them, overwhelmed by their touch.
(Anonymous) on February 13th, 2012 05:39 am (UTC)
Fill: Cult of Distractions
Connor doesn’t quite know what to make of what he’s seeing when he escapes into the hallway, out of range of one of Ollie’s long-winded speeches about…something (he lost track about 10 minutes ago, to be honest.) Mia and Roy are there, and she’s pressed up against his hip, leaning up to whisper something in Roy’s ear that leaves the redhead grinning and shaking his head. Their position is too familiar for friendly conversation, but Connor is almost certain they aren’t more. He takes another step, then falters. They both turn to him, gazes questioning.

“What are you doing?”

Roy raises an eyebrow. “Ten more minutes in there and we’d have been figuring out how to commit suicide with a longbow.”

“Terribly messy,” Mia adds in, nodding solemnly. She looks Connor up and down for a moment, then whispers something else into Roy’s ear, making him shake his head.

Connor still isn’t sure what to make of it. The way they’re standing is too close and personal for them to have just been talking, but the alternative is strange and a bit terrifying. “You’re not together.”

Roy’s eyes go wide, and he opens his mouth like he’s about to correct Connor, but Mia elbows him in the ribs and then leans in closer. Draping herself over him. Roy shuts up and just stares for a moment.

“So what?” Mia asks with a shrug. “More fun than listening to the Patriarch.”

Connor glances at Roy, hoping it isn’t as disapproving a look as it feels like. Or maybe hoping it is. He wasn’t sure. Roy just shakes his head and pushes himself up off the wall, one hand still around Mia’s waist.

“You’re looking at this the wrong way,” Roy says quietly.

“She’s…”

“What,” Roy asks, head cocked in genuine curiosity. He seems to have forgotten whatever it was he was about to say. “We don’t live by the same rules, Connor. You know that as well as any of us. She’s an adult, capable of saving the world and capable of her own decisions.”

Mia shakes her head. “He doesn’t get it. Maybe we should show him.”

Connor blinks. He thinks it was a joke, but he didn’t think it was a funny one. And then, it wasn’t a joke anymore as Roy and Mia share a look between them.

“Come on, Connor. We’ll teach you about the cult of excellent distractions,” Mia laughs, stepping – flowing – up to his side, taking one of his hands in her own. Her eyes are beautifully bright, welcoming and Connor finds himself getting just a little bit lost in them. Mia has always been a bit of a mystery to him. A strong force of nature despite her circumstances, more than willing to fight the good fight while absolutely refusing to lay down and take anything from anyone. She’s responsible about managing her circumstances, but takes everything she can get within them. Which apparently includes him now, Connor realizes. He swallows as Mia touches him, fingers at his side, running over his sweater so he can barely feel it.

Then Roy is there, too. He takes a bit longer, but he’s on Connor’s other side more suddenly than Connor would have liked or expected, his hand resting in the small of Connor’s back. Connor looks at him, and tries to back away, but Mia is there and suddenly her hands are threatening to be UNDER his shirt and, yet again, Connor isn’t sure how to react. He’s supposedly one of the best combatants in the world and here he is frozen in the face of a girl who isn’t even trying to attack him.

“If you’re thinking you need your card revoked, you really shouldn’t worry so much,” Roy says with a quiet laugh, reaching up to rest his fingers on the back of Connor’s neck. “She could put Poison Ivy to shame on a good day.”
(Anonymous) on February 13th, 2012 05:40 am (UTC)
Fill: Cult of Distractions 2/2
Connor is sure that’s not a good thing, but Mia sticks her tongue out at Roy and says she could do it on a bad day too as she slides her hand between Connor’s sweater and the shirt he wears beneath it, tracing the contours of his muscles. He’s just getting used to it, enough to gather his stops and step away, when suddenly Roy is Closer, hand between his shirts in the back and mirroring exactly what Mia is doing except along his spine.

He really is sure he should be going away. Back to listen to Ollie talk some more, except that’s a damn horrendous thought and Mia and Roy are now operating on some sort of artificial wavelength, because it’s practically together that they slide under the final layer of clothes, pushing sweater and undershirt away in a motion they’ve obviously had far too much practice in before stepping forward and pressing their bodies against Connor, lips and fingers and hands making it damn hard to think and Connor can’t do anything other than just stand there making the occasional noise that’s supposed to be the beginning of a thought or objection before it’s strangled by his nerve-endings firing in ways they’ve never done before.

Connor isn’t even sure whose hand it is that eventually makes it into his pants, which is ridiculous because Mia’s hands and Roy’s hands are as different as the night and the day, discounting the nearly identical calluses. He looks down to try to make visual confirmation, only to be stopped when Roy turns his head and kisses him, a smile playing at the corner of his lips when Connor melts instead of objecting. A hand slides up his side again, harder this time, and he can feel the pleasure-pain of nails, so that hand at least must belong to Mia, whose mouth he can feel between his shoulder blades. Connor shudders long and hard and just gives in, both their names on his mouth as he comes.

Connor lets him down to the floor as his knees buckle, sitting on the floor in a way that he’s sure looks terribly undignified. Mia and Roy drop down beside him. Mia runs a hand up his thigh, Connor unable to do more than just sort of twitch weakly, leaning heavily on Roy’s shoulder because it’s there.

“We have,” Mia announces solemnly, “found a new grandmaster for the Cult.”

“Certainly brings new ideas to them,” Roy says, and something clicks in Connor’s head. He looks between them, then studies his toes.

“You two weren’t actually doing anything out here, were you?”

Laughter erupts from both sides of him, and Connor isn’t sure which one of them to glare at first, so he settles for staring at his boots some more.

“Nope,” Roy replies, shaking his head. “We were wondering what the best way to release sleeping gas into the vents were, as part of an elaborate unrealizable fantasy about putting Ollie to sleep and stealing his boots. I was giving Mia a boost.”
Salmon Pinksalmon_pink on February 14th, 2012 01:24 am (UTC)
Re: Fill: Cult of Distractions 2/2
So deliciously hot and sensual and then oh that ending! Brilliant! XD
(Anonymous) on February 14th, 2012 02:34 am (UTC)
Re: Fill: Cult of Distractions 2/2
Thank you! &hearts

The ending was the result of me really, really wanting to fill this prompt but being kind of confused by the idea of Roy and Mia doing anything together. A combination of boredom, deliberately confusing Connor, and having fun with a misunderstanding seemed a reasonably in-character way to get things going. :D
phyllomaniaphyllomania on February 15th, 2012 02:56 am (UTC)
NOW ON AO3! BIGGER FONT! FEWER TYPOS! ^_^
So, I kind of realized this was longer than I thought...and that it had a depressingly high number of typos! So I decided to fix said typos, take responsibility for this (my slightly strange rule is <1200 words = anon, longer = Phyllomania) and plop it up on AO3.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/340097 <--there.
phyllomaniaphyllomania on February 15th, 2012 02:59 am (UTC)
Re: Fill: Cult of Distractions 2/2
:( LJ screened my response with the AO3 link. Could I get it unscreened, please? I swear it's a legit link!
DCU Memesdcu_memes on February 15th, 2012 03:01 am (UTC)
Re: Fill: Cult of Distractions 2/2
Unscreened for you, sorry for the inconvenience. :)