#lizard pan anon

[randomnameless]

I feel like Seteth's loss of power comes from a mental block. He was so focused on guarding Cethleann that he had no time to think about his powers and whatnot so the connection just loosened...

I hc that the nabateans naturally start losing their power if you don't practice every once in a while and become disconnected/stop thinking about their other form.

Indech lost much of his power (maybe even the ability to transform) because all he did was nap in his pond and prank unsuspecting humans, while Pan, despite the nerf, was able to regain his strength and maintain it because he regularly trained and fought.

Funnily enough, Pan looks up to Cichol and thinks his inner strength & dedication is admirable, and will openly admit it at times ("Your books on strategy and warfare helped me quite a bit!"), while also finding him stiff and overbearing. So Cichol bullying continues lol

A Thought I've had recently (yesterday): The parallel between Seiros'n'Willy and Pan'n'Loog, and even Billy'n'TheirLord. I want to know what you think of them before I get my thoughts in order.

- Lizard Pan anon

Sorry for the late reply!

It's always interesting to hear about different hc or perspectives, for my part I've always hc nabateans as being able to shift no matter what*, because shifting is an innate ability and part of who they are, they are "human-passing" but not totally humans, no matter the years, they will still be nabateans (but i'm more aligning them to Laguz than to Manaketes).

*save for when their magic is not stable bcs of trauma, Seiros the Warrior just after Zanado couldn't shift (nor use magic at all!) and it's after reuniting with her family and finding a trusted ally in Willy that she was able to use her magic again (and shift at will) - as for Cichol, it'd be a mental block and trauma from not being able to protect his wife and daughter that is still present nowadays - Indech prefers to adopt his turtle form because it scares humans and it's funny to see their reactions when he talks to them, and Macuil doesn't want to be associated to humans so he prefers his bestial form.

Still, your perspective is also interesting, and opens another world of possibilities for various hcs !

I like how we hc Cichol as being an inspiration and model to other nabateans, but it's always under the assumption that the nabatean will call him "stuffy and boring" first. You have no idea how happy I was when I discovered Macuil casually insults him in the jp version lol, he doesn't say Sothis stinks, but calls his bro an idiot or something!

From what I can get from your Hcs, Lizard Pan, much like Rhea, would be a Nabatean that started to have faith in humanity and in a future (?) after interacting with a human they came to trust (did Pan and Loog hold hands or something?) - which is a bit different from Billy, imo Billy started to look towards the future and have a goal not due to their students/picked lord, but because of Garreg Mach and their new job as a teacher!

#lizard pan anon #replies #FE16 #fodlan nonsense #fodlan AU #nabatean stuff #poor seteth #his sibs keep on bullying him :( #calling him annoying and stiff and what not #wait i had a cruel thought #what if the maiden of wind in the kyphon story was the first Ochs who received Macuil's blood eons ago? Or worse : Macuil himself #Pan would have had to deal with his annoying bro during the faerghus rebellion

[certifiedunicornhater]

Forest animals are attracted to Gordi like he's a Disney princess.

Like bro goes to sleep once and suddenly every different species is against this man LMAO

-🌕

QNXNQHXKQJAI I LOVE IMAGINING THIS

that’s the true way he survived all the animals just flocked to him and helped him out in some disney style type shit /silly

also hi 🌕 anon hii. stares at you with big bug eyes

#i like to think gordi is overall just very good with animals (camera pans to maria) #he’d be like. the little kid who would catch lizards and stuff #or help fallen baby birds back into their nests y’know that kind of stuff #live laugh gordi #>headcanon #>🌕 anon #babys first anon signing off LOL #>my posts #unicorn wars #>asks #>anonymous

[traegorn]

Found your blog after a mutual reblogged your vid about magick vs magic and while my rational brain loved to learn, lizard brain was in the background banging pots and pans going ENNGGHHH THEYRE HOT so here, please have my first ever anon thirst message 👍

That video was probably shot at like the least flattering angle, so my response is just genuine surprise. Like don't get me wrong, I don't have a negative self image, but I'm hunched slightly and wearing a shirt that doesn't fit (since it's from before I lost 50 lbs) in that video since I was taking a walk on a hot day.

But, uh, thanks? My wife agrees?

[themadlostgirl]

Keeping Warm

*It is soft Felix simping hours*

Prompt: Reader gets cold easily and steals Felix’s cloak to keep warm not knowing it was his. Felix has some feelings about this.

Requested by: anon

Warnings: language

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I am not good with cold. I’m just not. It’s been that way ever since I was little. When I am cold I shut down and for some reason I always seem to be cold. I don’t know what caused it but I needed to be in the heat at all times. I figured that when I flew to Neverland I wouldn’t have to worry about the cold anymore. It is a tropical jungle after all.

The days are long and the sun is sweltering. I bask in the heat and humidity with a reverence reserved for deities. I was warm and I was happy. The Lost Boys often joked that I was just like a lizard basking on a hot rock. Almost no one actually called me by name anymore after they made that connection. I was always lizard or viper. I learned to live with it.

With that said it looked as if Neverland was my dream come true and it was...until night came. The second the sun was no longer in the sky the island got cold. I expected it to drop a few degrees during the night but the difference was so stark that I spent most nights shivering in my tent with my thin cloak huddled tight around me.

One night I had been so cold that I huddled myself near the bonfire and fell asleep there. It was at that moment I decided to suck up my pride and ask the boys for some help.

“Hey guys,” I approached a group of boys I was sorta close to, “Are there any blankets around?”

“What do you need a blanket for?” One of the asked.

“Well, I get really cold at night and I was wondering if I could maybe get a blanket or at the very least a thicker cloak.” I muttered, meekly.

“How on earth are you cold?” The boys started laughing. “This island is a thousand degrees all the damn time. You really are cold blooded, lizard.”

“Yeah, yeah, I get it,” I crossed my arms, “I’m a wuss because I get cold easily. Can you stop making fun of me?”

“Awe, did we hurt your feelings?” One of the boys pinched my cheek, “Little lizard girl can’t stand a little cold?”

“You guys are such jerks!” I shoved them off. “Forget I said anything. I’ll find something on my own.” I huffed and marched off. The boys were wrong about me being cold blooded because I could feel the blood boiling in my veins. Now if only I could bottle this red hot anger and use that to warm my tent at night.

I went up to other Lost Boys asking around for a spare blanket but they all gave me the same bark of laughter and refusal to help me. I had enough and went out to the beach to find my sunbathing rock. It was a large smooth flat rock that stretched into the sea a bit. It was a nice place to keep warm and get some peace and quiet.

When I got there I saw that I wasn’t the only looking for some quiet.

“Hey Felix,” I sat down next to him, “What brings you here today?”

“Stone skipping,” He gestured to the pile of stones by his feet. “Come to warm yourself, viper?”

“What else do I do?” I sighed. I liked Felix. He was easy to talk to and unlike a lot of the other boys when he called me lizard or viper I didn’t think he did it out of malice. It was just a name like Toodles or Slightly. I thought briefly about asking him about acquiring a blanket but decided not to. I had enough of the boys laughing in my face and I really didn’t want to add Felix to that list.

The minutes passed by as I laid down to soak in the sun. Another thing that I liked about Felix was that I didn’t feel the need to fill the silence around him. We could simply exist next to each other. It was rather comforting that we could have these moments when I lived on an island full of boys that couldn’t stand still for more than five seconds.

“Scoot over,” Felix nudged me with his foot.

“Run out of rocks already?” I made room next to me so Felix could lay down as well.

“Yeah,” He sighed and closed his eyes. “Weren’t a lot to be found today.”

“Happens,” I shrugged. I pulled an orange out of my pocket and started peeling it. “Orange slice?”

He opened his mouth and I rolled my eyes before dropping a slice in. “You know,” I said, “One of these days I’m going to do something like drop a rock or a little hermit crab in your mouth.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Wouldn’t I?” I bit into a slice. Felix opened an eye to glare at me. I held out another slice as a peace offering. He took it with his hand this time. “Smart choice.”

“Remind me why I put up with you?”

“Because I’m fun and also quiet and I always end up giving you half of my snack when we’re together. Speaking of, my canteen is empty.”

“Here,” he handed me his.

“Thank you.” I took a generous swig. We passed the rest of our time laying in the sun not saying much until Felix had to leave.

The sun started to set and it was with a heavy heart that I braced myself for the cold and meandered back to camp. The boys I had spoken to earlier sniggered as I passed. I got to my tent and sighed when I realized what exactly those idiots had been giggling about. My cloak was gone. The one thing I use to keep myself warm at night and it was gone. Assholes.

Fine. If they want to take my stuff then I’ll take theirs too. I maneuvered stealthily around the camp looking for an unattended cloak. I eventually found one in a distant tent near the edge of camp and grabbed it. Let’s see how funny they think it is that their stuff gets stolen.

I bundled up the cloak and made a straight line for my own tent. I unfurled the cloak and was surprised by how much thicker this one was than the one I had. Probably thicker than what any of the boys wore. It also smelled kinda nice. I don’t know why but I caught a whiff of it and it put me at ease almost immediately. I wrapped myself in the cloak and reveled in the extra warmth it provided before promptly falling asleep.

~~~

Someone was gonna die!

Felix was turning in for the night and had noticed that his cloak had been missing. One of these idiots stole his cloak and when he found out who he was gonna murder them. No one steals from him. Not even as a joke.

It was the whole reason he set up his tent away from the main bustle of the camp. So stuff like this wouldn’t happen. But now it had and heads were gonna roll.

He noticed a group of boys together laughing it up by the fire. He saw one of them holding a bundle of fabric and charged.

“Hey!” Felix grabbed the kid by the neck. “You got some explaining to do you little shit!”

“Felix, calm down buddy.” One of the boys tried saying. “You’re choking him.”

“That’s the point.” He growled. “Cloak. Give. Now!”

The boy shoved the cloak into Felix’s free hand. Felix released him and the kid stumbled back gasping.

“Why do you have to be such a kill joy?” The boys complained. “Did the lizard send you to do her dirty work?”

“What?” Felix asked. “What are you talking about?”

“We stole her cloak cause she was complaining about being cold again. I really don’t see how she can be cold when it is always hot on this island.”

“Oh so this isn’t mine.” Felix really looked at the cloak in his hands. It was very thin and threadbared from years of use. It was a wonder that it was still together at all. He balled the cloak up and stuffed it under his arm. “So which one of you assholes stole my cloak then? It was in my tent this morning and now it’s gone.”

“We didn’t take anything from you.” The boys said. “We swear we didn’t go anywhere near your tent.”

Felix prowled closer, fire in his eyes. “You had better not have. You know how I feel when people touch my stuff. So if I find out you are lying I will shove a spear up your ass and roast you over the fire.”

Felix trudged away leaving the terrified Lost Boys behind. Now he just needed to get this cloak back to you. As thin as it was it was the only thing you had to keep the chill off so some coverage was better than none. Maybe he could approach Pan about getting you a real blanket or at the very least a thicker cloak. He knew how easily you got cold.

Felix sighed. He really was stuck on you. Out of everyone on the island you were the only one that he liked spending time with. Unlike everyone else you were able to sit still and enjoy the moment of silence the world offered. Spending time with you was like finding the eye of a hurricane. All the noise and chaos continued while he stayed safe.

He came upon your tent and peered inside. You were already fast asleep. Looking closer he realized that you already had a cloak covering you. How was that if the boys had taken yours earlier?

Wait. That was his cloak. Why would you steal his cloak? He plan was to wake you up and make the swap but upon seeing you laying there without shivering he couldn’t bring himself to take his cloak away from you. It was much thicker and warmer than your old one was and you clearly needed the layer.

It didn’t help matters that he got a strange fluttering in his chest when he saw you curled up in his clothes. Why was that happening? Why did you look so...cute? Cute was not a word that Felix used, ever. But it was the only appropriate word he could find as he gazed at you.

With a sigh Felix left your tent. He threatened the Lost Boys to not take anything of yours again lest they answer directly to him. The boys nodded in terror, not wanting to incur the wrath of Pan’s second in command. He threw your old shitty cloak into the bonfire. You wouldn’t be needing it anymore now that you had his to keep you warm. Felix let himself a small grin as he watched the cloak turn into a pile of ash. Besides, he thought, his cloak looked way better on you anyway.

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(Part 2)

#felix imagine #felix x reader #ouat felix #ouat #neverland #peter pan ouat #request

[mogai-headcanons]

(tf2 anon 1/20) medic is a t4t, polyam, medcoric, gorecoric, goreaesic, darkangelcoric, angelcoric, chaosgodic, bloodaesic, violencecoric, intimidangelic, evilcoric, malmasc, lexeprofane, scivillainic, harvelunaic, gnc, faggot, femme, flamboric, prettygender, doriangender, cruoreangeligender, fouscizte, genderfag, genderqueer, whitegender/genderwhite, evillaughgender, ultragender, redgender, genderdead, villainic, screfian, bloodgender, genderpunk, killgender, anarchogender, antagogender,

(tf2 anon 2/20) dovegender, demongender, angeligender, angelfalleen, bonea, rabiespunk, rabiesan, hellgender, incubian, vampiregender, corpsegender, genderdamned, devilgender, madscientistgender, evilqueer, genderpierce, knifegender, rawbonegender, bi gay man with aspd, hpd, npd, and hypersexuality! dove is dating heavy and they both use dove/doves pronouns for each other as a sign of their relationship! medic is also in a queerplatonic relationship with the devil

(tf2 anon 3/20) an abrosexual devilgender person that uses only it/its pronouns who can change its physical appearance at will but prefers to present itself as masculine! spy is a t4t, polyam, gnpnc, postman/postmale, overfemme, flamboric, transfem, succubian, lunarian, lunar-aligned, victonoiric, knifegender, acrifgender, diamondgender, dappergender, rosenkein, suitgender, winegender/grapegender, gendernoir, darkrosegender, wolatorix/wolaux, midnight sapphic, omnisexual trans woman

(tf2 anon 4/20) with ptsd, hpd, depression, hypersexuality, and anorexia! she, now going by the name celine, uses any pronouns besides he/him, but especially likes she/her, they/them, xie/xers, lune/lunes, noir/noirs, pri/prins, fleur/fleurs, purr/purrs, and meow/meows pronouns! spy is also in a queerplatonic relationship with sniper and engineer, but is still on good terms with her ex-wife, who is a transhet woman with ocd! likewise, the rest of the team, support celine throughout

(tf2 anon 5/20) her transition and help in overcoming her internalized transphobia as well body dysmorphia! sniper is a t4t, polyam, naturecoric, animalcoric, coffeeaesic, eucaromic, coffeehouseaesic, forestcoric, transmasculine, coffeegender, knifegender, hookknifen, kiwiian, rabiespunk, rabiesan, bozotician, foretidian, faunagender, pannaturae, veggender, autigender, riflegender, froggender, birdgender, buggender, mothogender, buckgender, felisgender, bungender, lizardgender, reptilegender,

(tf2 anon 6/20) forestgender, dirtgender, wolfgender, papiliogender, rodentgender, herbgender, crochetforaestic, fossiligender, rawbonegender, koala bear, casualic, naturegender, demiaroace/demiromantic demisexual (demian), angled aroace, pan gay man, agender man with ptsd, social anxiety, generalized anxiety, ocd, autism, depression, and selective mutism. woof is a pronoun collector and uses he/him, they/them, it/its, woof/woofs, grr/grrs, howl/howls, roar/roars, hoo/hoos, meow/meows,

(tf2 anon 7/20) buzz/buzzes, fir/ferns, branch/branches, leaf/leaves, twig/twigs, hor/horns, liz/lizards, claw/claws, fluff/fluffs, sta/stags, and any other animal- or plant-themed pronouns! sniper in a queerplatonic relationship with demo, scout, and spy! heavy is a t4t, polyam, wintercoric, wintfloric, coffeeaesic, coffeehouseaesic, mimimalaesic, sweateraesic, comforwinteric, histudystrongic, dymalic, metallarian, autimain, libramasculine, transmasculine, asteroid-aligned, crowgender,

(tf2 anon 8/20) coffeegender, emphauntgender, cassgender, silencegender, rawria, beargender, glaciagender, polarnull, blizzgender, snowgender, silinterow, bibliogender, librainian, aroace, deminebularomantic, aroacevague, casualic, bi gay (bi gay man flag) bear agender man with ptsd, autism, and selective mutism due to depression! dove shares dove/doves pronouns like his partner, medic, as a sign of their relationship! demo is t4t, polyam, gnpnc, bestie-loving-bestie, heliancoric, cottagecoric,

(tf2 anon 9/20) beecoric, honeycoric, beehearted, solneu, beegender, genderhoneybee, gilfleurabee, mellowapis, supernova-aligned, boomgender, genderbang, hestiagender, heliosgender, genderhoney, honeycolexic, phoenilexic, sunboy, sugelian, panapisgenderm, cálidatierramielgender, sunfleurian, yellowgender, solsteseric, casualic, non-sam mspec turian, ply gay bear (ply gay man flag) with ptsd, autism, alcoholism, and is legally blind due to having one eye! like sniper, fae is a pronoun collector

(tf2 anon 10/20) and loves finding new neopronouns related to suns special interests of bees, sunflowers, warm weather, and explosives! some of demo’s favorite pronouns are fae/faer, ey/em, hy/hym, shay/sham, lad/lads, warm/warms, boom/booms, blast/blasts, flam/flames, bang/bangs, sol/sols, sun/suns, buzz/buzzes, yell/yellow, pol/pollens, and beau/beaus pronouns and! ey is also in a queerplatonic relationship with soldier, engineer, sniper, scout, and zhanna, a gnc butch transmasculine bisexual

(tf2 anon 11/20) azurgirl nonbinary man that uses she/her and he/him pronouns! engineer is a t4t, polyam, cowboycoric, comfycoric, farmcoric, coffeeaesic, coffeehouseaesic, cybermimimalaesic, botic, robothypic, killerobotix, robeline, planet-aligned, drustagemasc, modmasculine, bullgender, sweeteagender, coffeegender, metalligender, botgender, videogender, arithmogender, techgender, gendertech, cybergender, digigender, robotgender, codegender, pantechnicum, techfluid, tealgender, aquagender,

(tf2 anon 12/20) mniofirin, casualic, cupioromantic/cupiosexual, gay-oriented aroace (gay man flag), koala bear, trans man with autism, adhd, and physically disabled due to being an amputee! bo uses he/him, bo/bots, aut/autos, 101/101s, 10101/10101s, exe./exe.s, gear/gears, machine/machines, met/metals, bolt/bolts, nut/nuts, cog/cogs, beep/boops, da/datas, and any other technology-themed pronouns! engineer is in a queerplatonic relationship with spy and demo! gear, with the rest of the team,

(tf2 anon 13/20) also has informally adopted pyro and raised pyro as their own! scout is a t4t, polyam, kidcoric, arcadecoric, soursweetcoatic, glitzimusica, saturatic, neonic, rainbowcoric, 80scoric, trippyaesic (7-stripe vers), glowwavic, speedcoric, quantum-aligned, rabiespunk, rabiesan, transmasculine, neongoric, animecoric, boyflux, maxspedan, boyloud, lexechaosic, lexebonkyic, laughgender, gamegender, gummygender, energydrinkgender, chickengender, dykegender, graffitigender, boydyke,

(tf2 anon 14/20) luniangender, adhdgender, emojigender, ravegender, neongender, plurgender, casualic, bisexual lesboy nonbinary man with ptsd, dyslexia, adhd, and autism. gummi uses he/him, they/them, dy/kes, lesbo/lesbos, le/les, bonk/bonks, dino/dinos, rawr/rawrs, xd/xds, x3/x3s, h3/h1s, nya/nyas, loud/louds, cartoon/cartoons, toon/toons, pi/pikas, gummi/gummis, ne/neons, prank/pranks, and any other neopronoun sets besides she/her or similar pronoun sets! scout is in a queerplatonic

(tf2 anon 15/20) relationship with soldier, demo, sniper, and pauling, an autistic aroallo bi lesbian that uses she/her and they/them pronouns! pyro is a t4t, polyam, lovecoric, adoragoric, dollcoric, sweetcoric, marofloric, floracornic, agedreplushic, agepetresoftic, dollhearted, gnpnc, intersex, pastelpinkgender, unicorngender, sweetiegender, plushpinsic, fem-kudispec, fuwaun, pyrogender, princessgender, vitlisgender, cookiegender, candygender, gendercute, lovergender, genderwarmth,

(tf2 anon 16/20) magicalgender, joygender, dollgender, swufegender, arsongender, flamegender, southgender, amplexian, genderplasma, genderplush, genderfluff, pinkiegutgorgender, kamomi, kindgender, genderblankie, firegender, pastelpinkgender, ecstimmian (softer vers), objectum nonbinary person with ptsd, did, pyromania, adhd, epilepsy, maladaptive daydreaming, selective mutism, bipolar disorder i, autism, psychosis, undiagnosed dyslexia, and both a pet as well as an age regressor that uses no

(tf2 anon 17/20) pronouns! pyro is a gender collector that collects xenogenders related to pyro’s special interests! pyro is in a queerplatonic relationship with pyro’s unicorn plush, a gay (gay man flag) twink plush named pinky, and pyro’s flamethrower, a firegender akoisexual butch lesbian named pepper! besides the team, who pyro considers to be all parental figures, pyro also sees pauling, zhanna, celine’s ex-wife, and the devil as a part of pyro’s family! soldier is a t4t, polyam,

(tf2 anon 18/20) bestie-loving-bestie, trashcoric, maderaromic, abandoe, amasculine, bitrashidae, calighn, metallarian, brearomic, rabiespunk, rabiesan, autigender, skunkgender, raccoongender, cryptidboy, awolgender, feralgender, warhistogender, mayonnaisegender, breadgender, rockgender (not the music genre), metalligender, malewife, heteroflexible trans man with ptsd, autism, tourette syndrome with verbal and motor tics, epilepsy, dyslexia, psychosis, and an unspecified traumatic brain injury

(tf2 anon 19/20) that causes memory loss, mood swings, and partial deafness who kept his birth name! he mainly uses he/him pronouns for personal convenience but is open to any pronouns! soldier in a queerplatonic relationship with demo and zhanna!

(tf2 anon 20/20) also, can you use the comic versions of everyone (except pyro’s unicorn plush and flame thrower since they’re only in-game items) for the icons? tysm for letting me infodump my hcs into your inbox!!

im rly sorry, but can you add 90scoric, 00scoric, and zvachgender to scout and pyrocesse to pyro – tf2 anon

queued!!

#long post

[posi-pan]

soft lizard loving pan moodboard for anon

#pansexual #pansexuality #panromantic #pan positivity #pan pride #pictures #mine #aesthetics #mymb #i hope you like it!!! #panalterous #pansensual #panplatonic #panaesthetic

[iamvegorott]

Can I request some Trickshot? I feel like we haven't had enough whump where Marvin’s gets hurt or is in danger so I would very much want that lskdlsks Also can I get added to the tag list for Trickshot? (I really adore those two idiots, they're the best!)

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Angel With A Shotgun 

“Chase? Chase, I need to get up.” Marvin said to his sleeping…boyfriend? Were they boyfriends? They messed around and kissed and held hands but they never actually said the words. Did they have to? What made it official?

“No.” Chase groaned in protest, hugging Marvin tighter to his chest.

“Chase, I need to run some errands.” Marvin tried to wiggle away.

“Can wait.” Chase nuzzled his face into Marvin’s hair.

“I have appointments.” Marvin rolled himself so he was now sitting on top of Chase, managing to wake Chase up a bit since it’s hard to sleep with a mostly naked man sitting in your lap.

“You sure you can’t stay, just for a bit?” Chase placed a hand on one of Marvin’s plush thighs.

“I won’t be gone long.” Marvin picked the hand up and pressed a kiss to Chase’s knuckles. “Get some more sleep and I’ll be back before you know it.”

“How can I sleep without you?” Chase said with a little smile and Marvin leaned down to press their lips together for a second.

“You’ll figure it out.” He said before getting off of the bed.

Marvin dressed in one of the spare outfits he’s kept in Chase’s room and stepped out. He gave a quick wave to JJ, helped Robbie tie his shoes, told Henrik he was heading out, took a package from Jackie and stopped when he opened the door and was greeted by Anti. Anti was holding his shoes, his hair was a mess and the collar of his shirt was stretched out, showing that the dark marks on his neck went down all the way.

“I thought it was earlier.” Anti cleared his throat.

“I thought you two were fighting?” Marvin asked.

“It’s complicated now.”

“Do the others know?”

“No…”

“Here.” Marvin snapped his fingers and Anti was magically cleaned up. “Put your shoes on, make sure Chase gets to sleep in and I’ll call us even.” Anti just nodded as his form of thanks and slipped past Marvin to get into the house. “What would they do without me?” Marvin chuckled to himself and headed out.

Going to the post office was easy enough, it was more boring than difficult but it was Marvin’s turn and he had to do it today in order for everything to get where it needed to on time. He needed to get Henrik and JJ into emails for most of this stuff. No one sends letters anymore.

Marvin went into a flower shop next, but he wasn’t looking for any roses or daises.

“How may I help you?” The woman behind the desk asked.

“I’m here for some eyes of newt and lizard tails,” Marvin said with a sly smirk and the woman only nodded her head.

“Right this way, sir.” She said and guided Marvin to the back area of the store, stepping through a doorway that could send a shiver down a normal man’s back but Marvin knew that feeling all too well to react. “Mr. Mason will be right with you.” The woman said and walked away before Marvin could thank her, another thing that he was used to, but he still felt the need to.

“I heard that our favorite kitty-cat is here?” A man giggled as he came in from a different room.

“I’ve told you not to call me that,” Marvin stated, his friendly aura dropping.

“I’ve told you I’d stop the day you quit wearing that mask of yours.”  Mr. Mason said, heading over to the desk and gesturing for Marvin to sit in the chair in front of it. Marvin shook his head in refusal.

“I’m just here for my ingredients, I have someone waiting for me,” Marvin said.

“Is it a special someone?” Mr. Mason asked with a hum.

“That doesn’t concern you. What should concern you is getting me my ingredients.”

“Well, there seems to be a problem with that.” Mr. Mason leaned back in his chair.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It’s about your payment.”

“My payment?” The hair on the back of Marvin’s neck went up, they weren’t alone anymore, he could feel it.

“It’s short.”

“Short? I pay the same amount every time for the same ingredients. I didn’t order anything special.” Marvin took a step back towards the door and felt himself hit something that wasn’t wooden.

“Those ingredients are starting to get a little harder to obtain. The competition is getting stronger while we’re the same. We need an upper hand on them.”

“Fine, take what I have, keep what I’ve ordered.” Marvin took out his wallet and took out what little cash he had, tossing it on the ground. “I’m leaving.” Marvin gritted his teeth when he felt hands grabbing him by the upper arms.

“About that.” Mr. Mason chuckled. “We’re getting an upper hand by having an actual witch in our company, someone who knows how to work what we’re getting. You are no amateur, you’re no hobbyist, you’re the real deal, cat.”

“I’m giving you one warning to let me go,” Marvin said, clenching his hands and lifting his lip into a snarl.

“Don’t make me get a spray bottle.” Mr. Mason laughed.

“I warned you.” Marvin’s eyes went green and soon did his arms. The man that had been holding him shouted out in pain and released him.

“He burned my hands!” The man cried. Marvin ducked away from the second man in the room and held both hands out, blasting the two with a wave of energy. He made it to the door and opened it, running back to the store’s front.

“Stop him!” Mr. Mason called out. Marvin looked over his shoulder to make sure he wasn’t being followed, not realizing it was a mistake until he felt something hot go through his leg, forcing him to scream and fall over in pain.

“Bad cat.” Marvin heard the desk worker say as he held his bleeding thigh. Marvin could only try to even his breathing, looking up and making eye contact with the barrel end of a shotgun. “Don’t move.” The woman ordered. Marvin shifted his glance up and bared his teeth while he slowly raised to his feet. “I’m warning you!” The woman shouted. “I will shoot again!”

“I dare you.” Marvin spat, eyes going wide in shock when the woman was tackled. “Chase!”

“I got it!” Chase grabbed the shotgun with both hands and yanked it out of the woman’s grasp, using the handle to hit her in the head, knocking her out.

“Chase, get out of here!” Marvin heard that more people were coming and didn’t have time to move before being grabbed once more, this time by both men.

“Let me guess, this is Mr. Special?” Mr. Mason teased.

“Let him go!” Chase demanded, aiming the shotgun at Mr. Mason.

“Do you even know how to use that, kid?” Mr. Mason scoffed, face dropping when Chase pumped the gun and stood his ground, eyes hardening. “Two can play at that game.” Mr. Mason pulled a pistol out from under his jacket and pressed the barrel to Marvin’s temple.

“Chase, run, please. It’ll be okay, I’ll be okay.” Marvin was shaking in pain, the hole in his leg aching as he tried to keep as much weight off of it as he could.

“I’m not leaving you,” Chase said, taking a step forward, Mr. Mason’s gun now moving so it was pointing at him.

“Watch it, kid.” Mr. Mason warned. “We just want the cat.”

“They’ll kill you,” Marvin said.

“I don’t care.” Chase took the sunglasses that were sitting on his hat and put them on. There was a short pause before Chase suddenly aimed up and shot out the light to the shop, sending glass to rain down on them. Chase rushed forward and bashed Mr. Mason’s head in the same way that he had done to the woman. He quickly fired the shotgun and got one of the men the leg and threw the weapon at the other man’s face. Chase slid on his knees, grabbing the pistol with one hand and catching Marvin with his other arm. The other man held his bleeding nose and cried out when his leg was shot. “Karma’s a bitch.”

“Chase?” Marvin kissed Chase on the check. “My hero.” He added with a chuckle.

“I just wanted to surprise you and take you out to lunch.” Chase weakly laughed. “But I think a trip to the hospital is more fitting.”

“Just get me home, I’ll be fine. I just need some sleep.” Marvin grunted in pain when Chase moved him so he was being held bridal style.

“I’m not letting my boyfriend bleed out,” Chase stated.

“Boyfriend?” Marvin couldn’t help the little smile forming on his lips.

“I mean, y-yeah.” Chase’s face flushed a little as sirens started to go off in the distance.

“We should go, there’s some…not so legal stuff happening in the back,” Marvin said.

“There’s some what?” Chase made some sounds of shock before grunting. “Damn it, Marv.” Chase cursed and rushed over to the side door. “You owe me an explanation when you’re better.” He said as he started to run, thankful that the Septiceye House was only a few blocks away.

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#humblecacti #trickshot #had this in my inbox for a bit #bad ass brody to the rescue #you can take thick tighed Marvin from my cold dead hands

[pluckyredhead]

Is it possible for antisemitic tropes to "expire", or will the association (and inherent danger) be there forever? For instance - is it still discriminatory to portray only Jewish characters with red hair?

So I kind of feel like I’m being asked to give permission for something here, which makes me feel sort of weird? Apologies if that’s not what you intended, anon, but I’m not sure why anyone needs to steer into these sorts of tropes, whether or not they’re still recognizable.

But here’s a personal anecdote: in high school, my friends and I thought the song “What Makes the Red Man Red” from Disney’s Peter Pan was really funny, because HOO BOY is it racist, but like, all of those stereotypes are really old and dated and surely no one thinks that way anymore, right?

A few years later, in college, I met my now-best friend, and at some point that song came up, and I said I thought it was funny, and she actually got really, rightfully pissed at me. Because as a teenager who didn’t actually know any indigenous people, I thought that sort of racism was a thing of the past, but she was better informed, and knew that it still existed and was still actively harming people (and yet more years later, still is).

I don’t think that song’s funny anymore.

See, the way a lot of stereotypes work - a way that they survive - is by seeming ridiculous to people who don’t have any skin in the game. If someone starts talking about the secret conspiracy of lizard people who control the banks, you might have a good laugh because it’s so ridiculous...but it’s a coded antisemitic dog whistle. It doesn’t matter if you know what it means. It’s what the bigots use to talk to each other, and to hurt the people it refers to.

Blood libel, for example - the belief that Jews drink the blood of Christian babies and/or use it to flavor matzoh (ridiculous, matzoh is not “flavored” in any possible sense of the word, it is sad cardboard) - is a very, very old stereotype and most people know that it’s complete hateful nonsense...but it has also morphed into a QAnon theory that is topping Amazon bestseller lists. That book isn’t targeting a Jewish person, but it’s referencing blood libel to stir up paranoia and hatred. Because even after the non-bigoted goyim forget the stereotype, even after the Jews forget the stereotype, the bigots remember. And it’s how they say “Hey, wink wink nudge nudge, I’m one of you, they’re out to get us, let’s go shoot up a synagogue/school/pizza parlor.”

And they morph into less extreme versions, too. You (the general You, not you specifically, anon) may not believe that Jews are lizard people who control the banks, but do you, deep down, think of them as greedy, or universally rich? Do you just kind of feel like black people are more dangerous or Asian people are more submissive or Muslim people aren’t really American/British/whatever? Because these stereotypes manifest in extreme versions but also really hard to perceive subtextual ways, embedded throughout our culture, and the only way to combat their effect is to see them for what they are. Unfortunately, that doesn’t really permit allowing them to lapse. (See also: Tr*mp’s referring to Chuck Schumer as “sleepy-eyed,” a very dated antisemitic stereotype that was very very clear to his base.)

So yeah, to your specific example, I don’t think the “Jews are redheads” thing has much traction anymore...but I don’t hang out in neo-Nazi circles. What I know from what I’ve seen, and the mistakes I’ve made, is that just because you think a stereotype is so ridiculous it couldn’t possibly be true, doesn’t mean that there isn’t someone out there still wielding it as a weapon. Personally, I’d rather not take the risk.

#antisemitism #racism #Anonymous

[randomnameless]

This is part 2! Too many topics in a single ask. More details on Dragon in the tower au coming soon if you want.

I never really talked about his personality so here we go! Pan was generally calm and stoic pre-zanado and has become pretty much unflappable since then because really heightened emotions can cause him to partially transform, a borderline painful experience. Tho he can be very funny and expressive when he wants to be, usually around his fam. He also tries to lie about his past as little as possible, usually by giving vague, general answers or even outright ignoring/deflection the question. Sometimes he will take the funny route if other people are present, Hanneman has been a victim of this.

He is very observant and has great judgement, it also translates into having decent foresight. But self-esteem issues combined with survivor's guilt + other stuff makes him feel like he has to do everything by himself. He thrives in an environment where there are people who he can support and who will support him in turn but ends up depriving himself of it. Which is why he's at his best when given responsibility of many people, like during the War of Eagle and Lion or the war in canon era.

This also makes him seem like a massive hypocrite in his Dimitri interactions lol. He's all like "You need to let others help and support you, it is our bonds that give us true strength" while also not telling his fam anything.

He was anti-empire from the beginning. He saw that the nabateans had little value beyond their powers to the nobility, afraid that they would end up becoming living tools for the empire. The rest dismissed him as being paranoid, he was in a pretty bad mental state after all.

Kyphon, while leading a small company of men, comes across a stranger who warns him about Imperial soldiers headed their way and offers to act as a lookout. Not wanting to risk their cover, he sends one of his trusted men with the stranger. Everything went smoothly and they were able to escape notice. Kyphon thanks the stranger and promises to lend aid were they to meet again in the future.

Then he and Loog meet this stranger Again, who gets them out of a bind Again. Loog is very grateful and says they're in his debt, the stranger just shrugs it off and leaves. Then they meet a third time and Kyphon asks if he has been following them. The stranger reluctantly admits that he has 'been curious about this movement and wished to see where it would lead' and finally introduces himself as [REDACTED], a mage and a scholar. Loog says some pretty words and convinces him to join.

Right after he joins some Srengese guy in the army comments that the new guy reminded him of Pan, a minor deity in his land, seen as a shepherd who protects them from the wilds, with the way he led them away from the Adrestians. Everyone thought this was the coolest thing ever and started calling him Pan.

Pan just goes with the flow, if they think this nickname is cooler who's he to stop them? Hence everyone forgot what he actually said his name was.

Weapon hcs: Durability is an important game mechanic but the implementation kinda sucked regarding relics so I made up my own version. Having to farm umbral steel to repair relics makes no sense worldbuilding-wise, like how did they repair these things when demonic beasts were next to non-existent? So in my version they can repair themselves like SotC. If you need them repaired faster, you can embue them certain kind of magic to accelerate the process. This is also how sacred weapons work, the magic infused in them repairs the weapon but you can still use mythril.

Would she try to recruit him, as Flamey? Maybe pull something like the enemies of my enemies are my allies (unless they're stinky lizards, they can be my allies for 2 seconds before I backstab them)?

I never thought about it like this!! Their dynamic would be absolutely hilarious! I can only imagine this ending in (not) betrayal at the holy tomb where he kills all the main players and prevents the war from happening. Edelgard, lying in the pool of her own blood, asks "Why?" His only reply is "Shouldn't have called us vile creatures that need to be exterminated." And she has a look of RealizationTM on her face.

Poor Pan though, but I wonder how he would have reacted to Jerry if Jerry told him his kid wasn't "normal", would he become protective of Billy who's, regardless of everything, part of his fam, or would he berate Rhea on not having told that human a thing about this Billy child?

Pan would get upset at Jerry regardless of Billy's lizardness. It's not Rhea's fault he's a terrible father! He has seen many humans with these traits and they don't deserve to be treated like this either!

Billy: I only found out I had a last name after coming to the monastery.

Pan: *looks at the camera like in The Office*

In a different hc/au Pan arrives at GMM while Citrus was around and he becomes her uncle figure. Rhea explains everything about Citrus & the previous homunculi, and also Jerry. So when he sees Jerry try to woo his 20 year old niece, every protective instinct in his body goes on full alert. He becomes their ultimate cockblocker and Jerry had never wanted to strangle anyone more. Citrus however has no clue what's going on and is just enjoying spending time with her uncle and that other guy who brings flowers sometimes :')

(did Pan and Loog hold hands or something?)

It's Schrödinger's hand holding! The benefit of hcs is that you can have contradictory ones at the same time! In the verses where they do hold hands, Pan reveals who he is and Loog'n'Kyphon are super cool with it and tell no one!

- Lizard Pan anon

Cool!

I never really talked about his personality so here we go! Pan was generally calm and stoic pre-zanado and has become pretty much unflappable since then because really heightened emotions can cause him to partially transform, a borderline painful experience. Tho he can be very funny and expressive when he wants to be, usually around his fam. He also tries to lie about his past as little as possible, usually by giving vague, general answers or even outright ignoring/deflection the question. Sometimes he will take the funny route if other people are present, Hanneman has been a victim of this.

Nabateans trying to be vague about their past is my bread and butter lol, at least it's better than Seteth coming up with "Flayn is my daughter, it's totally true (and a foolproof disguise, I mean we managed to trick humans by using hair dye so this should work)" or Flayn who routinely forgets she's not supposed to be a lizard!

It must be sad to have to restrain his emotions to avoid transformation though...

He is very observant and has great judgement, it also translates into having decent foresight. But self-esteem issues combined with survivor's guilt + other stuff makes him feel like he has to do everything by himself.

The Blaiddyd curse lol, are we sure they only hold hands? Or Pan acts like his sister does during the battle of Garreg Mach, where she holds back the Imperial Army with perfect knowledge she might not return...

He thrives in an environment where there are people who he can support and who will support him in turn but ends up depriving himself of it

They all need to be around people lol but yeah, it's awesome how we can agree that some nabateans need to be around people, to help them and also to be helped, but someone said "no pointy ears" so they have to hide or disappear in a certain route...

He was anti-empire from the beginning. He saw that the nabateans had little value beyond their powers to the nobility, afraid that they would end up becoming living tools for the empire. The rest dismissed him as being paranoid, he was in a pretty bad mental state after all

Aww

Too bad he would be proven right a few years down the drain (1k!) but again, it's all about the right or wrong people being in charge, even if from a logical point of view, what should prevent the Willy gang from dicing Rhea'n'the others to gain more power or to use them as tools, as the humans following Nemesis did?

Loog says some pretty words and convinces him to join.

This makes me think of the feast of decadence where the guy pretending to be willy on stage says "words of love" to the person pretending to be seiros on stage lol

But it's a cool idea! Cryptid/random person Pan helps those humans who are in a bind, and helps them later on, again and again, ultimately joining their effort to fight against asses who think they are subhumans, or should be treated as such.

Right after he joins some Srengese guy in the army comments that the new guy reminded him of Pan, a minor deity in his land, seen as a shepherd who protects them from the wilds, with the way he led them away from the Adrestians. Everyone thought this was the coolest thing ever and started calling him Pan. Pan just goes with the flow, if they think this nickname is cooler who's he to stop them? Hence everyone forgot what he actually said his name was.

He was renamed !

IIRC in Claude's paralogue it's mentionned some people in Sreng worship the weird beast that is actually Macuil? Maybe the "minor deity Pan" was also another Nabatean? Or another being entirely.

Weapon hcs: Durability is an important game mechanic but the implementation kinda sucked regarding relics so I made up my own version. Having to farm umbral steel to repair relics makes no sense worldbuilding-wise, like how did they repair these things when demonic beasts were next to non-existent? So in my version they can repair themselves like SotC. If you need them repaired faster, you can embue them certain kind of magic to accelerate the process. This is also how sacred weapons work, the magic infused in them repairs the weapon but you can still use mythril.

And it makes more sense than whatever we have in-game (unless we're supposed to understand Billy'n'co are hunting Nabateans or humans turned into demonic beasts to repair their relics...)

I know some people don't like the "magic" excuse, but it works way better.

I never thought about it like this!! Their dynamic would be absolutely hilarious! I can only imagine this ending in (not) betrayal at the holy tomb where he kills all the main players and prevents the war from happening. Edelgard, lying in the pool of her own blood, asks "Why?" His only reply is "Shouldn't have called us vile creatures that need to be exterminated." And she has a look of RealizationTM on her face.

Rhea watching the scene unfold with a nervous laugh "haha I don't know what they are talking about, and by the way, no, this child is completely delured, Willy would never have done that." while Pan gives the longest sigh ever, but at least, everyone, dead and alive, is safe!

Pan would get upset at Jerry regardless of Billy's lizardness. It's not Rhea's fault he's a terrible father! He has seen many humans with these traits and they don't deserve to be treated like this either! Billy: I only found out I had a last name after coming to the monastery. Pan: *looks at the camera like in The Office*

To Pan who has to learn how to restrain himself for fear of transforming, people calling Billy emotionless must hurt, they feel things, they just cannot outwardly show them!

In a different hc/au Pan arrives at GMM while Citrus was around and he becomes her uncle figure. Rhea explains everything about Citrus & the previous homunculi, and also Jerry. So when he sees Jerry try to woo his 20 year old niece, every protective instinct in his body goes on full alert. He becomes their ultimate cockblocker and Jerry had never wanted to strangle anyone more. Citrus however has no clue what's going on and is just enjoying spending time with her uncle and that other guy who brings flowers sometimes :')

Citrus tells Pan how Jerry is nice, he tells her stories and brings her flowers, he's kind for a human!

"and then what next, you'll tell me he can swallow noodles through his nose and find it awesome? Or borrow my stuff to give it to him?"

"of course not, he isn't completely stupid! Who would even do that? It's not awesome it's gross!"

Will Billy ever come to exist in this AU?

Then Pan will also have to deal with Aelfric also trying to woo her, and Rhea's useless because she calls Aelfric "her child" while Pan has to explain her that no for human, if they are both "her children" they can't court!

It's Schrödinger's hand holding! The benefit of hcs is that you can have contradictory ones at the same time! In the verses where they do hold hands, Pan reveals who he is and Loog'n'Kyphon are super cool with it and tell no one!

No Loog'n'Kyphon "sekrit history" then?

It would be hilarious for he and Rhea to have "edit wars", Rhea pushing the "Bestest Greatest Emperor to have existed Willy" while Pan pushes the "super brave and strong and courageous King Loog", and children of the monastery will judge, if they prefer to play "pretend I'm the super king of Lions" Pan wins, but if they prefer to play "I'm the Great Emperor who defeated the evil nemesis!" Rhea wins.

Cichol returns and calls them hopeless.

#lizard pan anon #yay #FE16 #fodlan hc #lizard family time? #go ahead with the dragon tower AU lol #did it prompt people to write tales about dragons living in towers? #Rhea got a chckle out of this #since she sleeps in the highest tower of the monastery #but it's because of the star terrace! #Pan in tears when a kid prefers to play as willy instead of as loog 'he was completely stupid and never defeated nemesis!!' #but he's written off as a grumpy old man

[jjpmoans]

"Did someone spike your milk?" + Sehun x Jinyoung x OC

Theme : Siblings au

Word count : 903 words

A non-Valentine fic for Valentine's Day! For someone who doesn't have a boyfriend, I'm sure having Jinyoung and Sehun as brothers would surpass the lonely feels!

This is requested by my anon twins! Hope you see this and like it! Honestly I can never picture Sehun and Jinyoung as siblings because.....they are so different.

Happy Valentine's my followers and mutuals!

"Mom, I'm home!" I announce loudly, closing the door behind me. Sizzling sound comes from the kitchen, signalling that my mother is there, cooking for lunch. I sneak into the kitchen with my bag still on me, following the smell of delicious food ready to be served.

Just as I enter the dining area, the front door opens again, loud voices fill the space.

"Oh you're here--"

"Mom! We are home!" both of them shout in unison.

"Sehun," he sighs exaggeratedly. "Will you ever learn to put your shoes nicely?" he huffs, lifting Sehun's shoes to the rack. Meanwhile, Sehun is already halfway to the kitchen, meeting me in the middle.

"What for? I have you, Jinyoung." he reaches to ruffles my hair. "Hi shorty" he turns, waiting for Jinyoung to join him. "I know you love me."

Jinyoung rolls his eyes at his words, jabbing him with his elbow. "You are only a few seconds older. That doesn't mean you can bully me."

Sehun laughs, following him into the kitchen while his hand pulls me to trail behind him.

"I'm your brother. Accept it." Jinyoung is already at mom's side, gesturing Sehun to come faster. As Sehun stands on the opposite side, both of them plaster a kiss on mom's forehead.

"Thank you, boys." smile appears on her face as she excellently flip the omelette in the pan. The kiss tradition started after dad passed away. Knowing that mom is lonely and has no male affection to receive anymore, Jinyoung announced that Sehun (after being strangled by Jinyoung) and himself will be giving kisses for mom everytime they are going out, coming home and also before she sleeps.

As weird as it sounds, it feels really warm to see mom smiles everytime Jinyoung reaches over to plant a kiss on her cheeks or forehead and when Sehun looks like he's being forced but silently enjoying to pour mom more love.

"Have a good day today, mom?" Jinyoung asks while he walks over to the dining table, joining me.

"Hi pig. Do you want a kiss too?" He ruffles my hair, unlike Sehun, Jinyoung kind of grab a handful of my hair, destroying it in the process and circling them into a clump. Quickly mutters a 'no', I push his face away as Jinyoung laughs at my annoyed face.

It's hard to have a twin as brothers. First off, they are boys and they are annoying. Second, they quarrel everyday over the simplest thing and have completely different personalities. Thirdly they just team up when it comes to tease me. I blows my bangs as Sehun reaches to fix my destroyed hair; which becomes worse when he tries.

"Urgh! Sehun! You are giving no help!"

"Is it my fault that your hair tangle in a very weird way?" he pulls one strand of tangled hair, almost accidentally rips my scalp.

"Ow!!"

"Damn Jinyoung. How do you even do this?" Sehun gives up, I turn to Jinyoung, demanding him to fix my hair.

"What do I do with you," he sighs tiredly as if he's not the one putting them in tangles, proceeding to untangle them. I growl in response which he shrugs it off by squeezing my cheeks with his unoccupied hand.

Out of them two, Jinyoung is gentler and more patient while Sehun is harsher and impatient. But when it comes to me, they just switched personalities. Jinyoung is meaner to me than Sehun who is nicer and baby me more than Jinyoung.

"Okay, quit fighting." Mom comes to put down the dishes. Jinyoung stands to his feet and bring over a pot of soup and utensils for us. I told you, Jinyoung is basically a second mom in this house when he is nice.

Keyword, 'when'.

.

.

Sehun groans, flapping his long limbs. With a biology book in his hand, he crashes his body flat on the floor. Jinyoung and me look up from our homework, watching Sehun stamped to the floor like a lizard.

"Jinyoung. I'm bored. Entertain me." he requests.

Jinyoung who is still staring at him, replies "Hi bored. I'm Jinyoung." Sehun stares at him, unamused and disgusted. Jinyoung on the other hand starts chortling and proud of his own joke.

I snort at his reply, cannot contain my laughter after listening to one line of his monotonous joke.

"Oh my god Jinyoung. That is a very bad joke." I hiccup. "How on earth you are my brother?"

"I had been thinking the same about you, if you want to know." Jinyoung replies nonchalantly. I am about to whack him on the head when Sehun whines.

"No no stop." Sehun waves his hand, trying to get the attention to him. "Jinyoung, please." He begs. Even though Sehun is older, Jinyoung is always the mature one.

Hence, this situation happens where Sehun is the one to beg and Jinyoung is the one who controls him.

He pushes his chemistry book away and turns to Sehun. "Okay what do you want."

Sehun roams his eyes to the ceiling, searching for some interesting ideas. He is bored, yes he is. But to make Jinyoung agree to his plead is something uncommon. Therefore he need to keep Jinyoung interested in his idea so that he can at least stall Jinyoung for about 30 minutes before he lose interest.

"Hmm." But at this rate, I'm sure it's just a matter of time before Jinyoung turns away and does his homework again.

"Sehun."

"Hmm?"

"You are taking awfully long to answer. I'm giving you 10 more seconds or I'll decide it on my own." Jinyoung warns. A common trait that they share, Jinyoung and Sehun hate waiting.

"Aha!" Sehun jolts from his position, holding his arm high. Jinyoung on the other hand is surprised and jumps at his sudden shout.

"Fuck you scared me." Comes his swear.

Sehun turns to Jinyoung, eyes narrowing while his smile widens. "Give me fun facts."

"Huh?" He didn't mean fun facts like 'fun' facts right?

"What?" Jinyoung ask incredulously. "Sehun. Did someone spike your milk?" As ridiculous as it sounds, yes. Sehun drinks milk. Jinyoung drinks coffee. Weird isn't it when the eldest drinks milk while his twin prefers a black drink?

Sehun pouts when Jinyoung accuses, eyes drooping. When Jinyoung sees this, he immediately straightened up and crosses his leg.

He's ready to entertain Sehun.

Mind to tell you that Jinyoung's weakness is Sehun. You can ask him to choose anything vs Sehun, he is ready to drop everything for Sehun. It's twin or nothing.

"Okay okay. Stop pouting." He scoots closer to Sehun. "Okay fun fact."

Sehun immediately brightens up at his attention, his eyes lightens and his focus is solely on Jinyoung. Jinyoung on the other hand is searching his brain for fun facts. Because he read a lot, so he knows lots of facts but not all facts are considered fun.

"Okay so do you know--"

"No I don't," Jinyoung and Sehun whip their heads to me. Both of them narrows their eyes as I laugh at my own interruption. Somehow they look like babies who are ready to throw hands.

Jinyoung inhales and exhales slowly. "One more distraction.." he warns. "One teeny bit and I'll make sure your hairs are gone." Jinyoung loves my hair. He always feel the need to rip it off me and throw it anywhere.

I lift my pencil box and hold it like a gun. "You don't dare."

An eraser flies pass Jinyoung's ears and hits me on my forehead, making a loud and clear sound of a skull being knocked. Jinyoung's eyes widens. Head thrown back, I groan and immediately glare at the culprit.

There sit Sehun, grinning in triumph. His grins falters before he turns to Jinyoung immediately. "Fun facts?" He beams. A snort escapes from Jinyoung which he tries to stop but fail miserably.

"Let me give you one." My head steams in anger. I stand up and stride towards Sehun. "Every organ you have two of, you only need one of it to survive."

Sehun scream is already everywhere when I approaches him. Jinyoung on the other hand tries to stop me with his laughter bursting out loudly.

"So," Jinyoung catches me by my hand, straining me from going after Sehun. "Sehun." I grit my teeth. Jinyoung is already dying of laughter and attempting to hold me.

"I'm gonna rip at least one of your nostril." My own nostrils flares as I struggle in Jinyoung's hold. "Let go of me, Jinyoung!" Loud scream escapes Sehun when I lurch forward, he jumps for his dear life.

"Jinyoung!" Giving up, Jinyoung lets me go. He rolls on his back, clutching his stomach. In a blink of eye, I'm on my feet, running after Sehun's nose.

"Sehun!"

"Mom!!!!" Sehun runs out of our study room, straight to my mom's room.

His huge feet pound against the wood, creating loud echoes. "Come back here!" I shout, leaving a rolling Jinyoung in the room.

The whole house turns into a battlefield after our break out. Of course, our banter and fights won't fade until one of us lose our lungs from laughing, shouting or screaming too much.

After all, we only have each other. To fight, to love and to take care of.

#asdfghjkl i break my brain to make this fic #idk if this is fun #i mean i cannot picture them both as brothers lol #maybe bcs they don't interact much #but that 94 liners feels! #sehun x jinyoung #sehun jinyoung twins #sehun #jinyoung #brother!sehun #brother!jinyoung #got7 #exo

[queer-positive-archived]

 pan + lizards + space for anon - admin percy  x x x | x x x | x x x 

#pansexual #space #lizards #admin percy

[astraxh]

Tag game

Tagged by @all-ringils-blazing . I’ll do both tag games bc I’m bored lol 

1-20 Questions

Answer 20 and tag 20 people you want to know better

Name: Ευγενία

Nicknames: Ehhh don’t really have one

Gender: Female

Orientation: Bi/pan

Nationality: Greek

Faith/Religion: Agnostic/Christian Orthodox

Hobbies: Baking (I was literally making a cheesecake before this),reading, writing and some withcraft. Going out with friends too ^^

Pets: No, but I do feed the neighbourhood cats 

Favorite Color(s): Purple, pink and blue

Favorite Holiday: Summer holidays  

Books: I don’t really have a favourite series or anything! I prefer more action heavy books, getting through Hobbit and Lord of the Rings was a pain for me (even though I like the movies)

Movies: Again, I don’t really a have a favourite haha...I like fun movies! And feel good movies like Ghibli, cartoons etc

Tv shows: I literally havent seen a series for a year now 

Music: A lot of stuff. A lot of musicals and rock indie stuff.

Coffee, Tea or Hot Chocolate: Coffee! 

Favorite meme: ehh idk. I like the “in this essay I will-” ones

I want to live long enough to: Have a nice house, with a cat and a few dogs. I’m cooking our large kitchen, one of our dogs laying down and waiting till I give him a treat. I put some fresh herbs from the windowsill and look out at our garden. Our fresh tomatoes are big and ripe, and our cat is chasing a lizard. Everything is stress free and peaceful.

Weird Obsessions: Sparkly nail polish. I never paint my nails and have like 20 of these bastards. It’s not weird by itself, it is weird because I literally use them like once a year

Random Fact: I sleep with a dog plushie! 

Goals for 2018: Να μην ανεβουν οι βασεις στις σχολες @god pls man

Get to know me tag

Rules: Answer 30 questions then tag 20 blogs you’d like to know better

Nickname: None

Gender: Female

Zodiac: Pisces

Height: Around 1.65

Age: 18

Time: 17:26 

Favorite Bands/Solo Artists: Answered above^ Guess I listen a lot of Wombats and IDK lately tho

Song stuck in my head: The fucking evangelion opening

Last movie I saw: Uhhh a horror movie with a demon that only targeted like twins and mirrors. 

Last thing I googled: How pisces is spelled bc english is stupid

Other blogs: @pvlchra-mors

Do I get asks: Yeah a normal amount ig. I usually answer privately unless it is an anon. I also ignore some anons that are...Well stuff like “post your tits” and that kind of bs.

Why I chose my username: It’s a word in ancient greek I thought it was cool. Thinking of changing it again tho, bc I have some pretty sounding urls saved. I actually made a typo in this but I don’t mind.

Following: Random people lol. I unfollow them if I don’t like their posts and if there’s untagged drama

Average amount of sleep: I wish it was 24 hours, but ehh depends. Usually around 10 hours now in the summer

Lucky number: 7? Idk I like it

What am I wearing: A green shirt (stolen from my brother :3c) and black panties (it’s hot today)

Dream job: I’m gonna be honest, my dream job is no job. I actually enjoy housework and cooking and I get stressed with strict schedules. Plus I’d like to do something that has to do with art/writing, which I can do on the side!

Dream trip: Tour of Europe! Or Asia. Or both!

Favorite food: ΠΑΣΤΙΤΣΙΟ!  

Play an instrument: I did 3 years of piano lessons and I know nothing about it.

Favorite song: Αυτα τα δυο αριστουργηματα x, x

Play(ed) any sport: Actually yeah I did swimming and I also did a year of tennis  

Hair color: Natural is blonde, but I had dyed most of it purple and pink, which is now faded and looks like...Washed up pastel purple and pink

Eye color: Grey-blue

Describe yourself as an aesthetic: Taking of your heels after a night out, lemon beer, splashes of old paint on your desk, half melted candles, the smell of fresh bread, a wind chime, un-finished open word rpgs, keeping things you’ll never use again (εκανα και εγω “”deep”“ aesthetic γιατι σε ζηλεψα XD)

Random fact: I have to take that cheesecake I was talking above out of the oven in a few minutes 

I tag: @theboyklng @zunyism @pluviophilos @kriib @psycho-penelope @sofeira @bxtterfly-effect @firequeensrules @hella-s @ragirl243 @solitaryenigma @levysramdomthings 

I don;t have 40 people to tag so if you see this you are now tagged. You cannot escape. Do it.

#tag game #thanks for tagging <3

[autistic-council-spectre]

tag ten people you wanna get to know better

tagged by @danceswithturians

Birthday: September 28th

Zodiac: libra!

Height: 5'7" .5

Sexual Orientation: pan/grey ace

Favorite Color: mmmMMM honestly they fluctuate a lot tbh? like i love darker colors like black and deep purple But Also pastel pinks+blues are nice once i got over the ew pink is a Girl Thing tm mindset 

Favorite Book: so many so many of them there's a Reason i have so many shelves in my room but mm probably LOTR it was one of the first series i read along with Harry Potter 

Favorite Artist/Bands/Composers: i listen to like everything i can get my hands on lmao but im p partial to Fall Out Boy, Panic! At The Disco, Miracle of Sound and Shinedown they're all So Good for daydreaming 

Last Movie I Watched: hhhhonestly i haven't rlly watched many movies recently? I usually watch cartoons with the small gremlins im related to but i Think it might have been Arrival, good large aliens good friends 

Hogwarts House: slytherin! tho i think i also was p close to ravenclaw too

Random Facts: im working on a couple of books!!! i really love to write but i keep getting frustrated tho tbh bc it seems like im reusing common themes in literature and stuff which I know is Okay but like??? it's still frustrating as Heckies+makes me feel like im not Original Enough uwu to get anything published 

it is fun talking about the plot + charas tho tbh like Listen i can talk about them all day I Do Not Care

im also secretly 50 lizards in a trench coat we're doing our best 

When Did You Create Your Blog: this year actually :0 i made a few others b4 but abandoned on accident and never came back bc shame 

Do You Have Any Other Blogs: i have a couple side blogs one is for vent and is Not Rlly Good, one is for everything not related to mass effect + i might delete some of my old blogs i accidentally abandoned and start them over tbh

What Made You Decide To Get A Tumblr: @thecouncilwasright actually lmao i stumbled on their blog when looking for stuff about saren + saw some of their Really Nice headcanons+art+fics and was just like :000 if i make a tumblr i can give their art proper praise off anon without lurking without a tumblr good plan 

Do You Get Asks On A Daily Basis: nope

Why Did You Choose Your URL: bc i am not a creative man sometimes, one of my main kins is the spectre nihlus kyrik and im austistic so bam here we go autistic-council-spectre 

idk many peeps on here lmao i kinda lurk and mass rb/like things so if u see this and wanna do it consider urself tagged 

#im like wheezing a lil at the why u got a tumblr part like #does it sound weird #idk i can never tell when somethings actually weird or im worried #anyways #yeah jazz hands here we go #im not a stalker saren promise #that also might be an invitation 4 ppl 2 ask about my books if u want 2 #and r willing 2 see me ramble 4 hrs

[posi-pan]

if you wouldn't mind, could you make a soft, lizard loving pan moodboard?

sure! hope you like it!

https://posi-pan.tumblr.com/post/188216350032/soft-lizard-loving-pan-moodboard-for-anon

#asks #anonymous