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I'M STILL ALIVE!!!! but also really really tired. Hopefully I can get back to posting, I miss roleplaying *cries sadly*

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saying “i want him” about the character but not in a romantic or sexual way . i just Require him i need to Obtain him

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Pan clicked his tongue and shook his head at Killian, a mocking smirk on his face. "Now, now Captain, no need to be rude," he said. He tossed Killian a flask. "Calm down, have a drink. Don't curse so much, there are children on the island." His eyes glinted with the same magical mischievousness that showed he was up to no good.

"You can't really expect me to let you go if you haven't won the game yet." He circled the pirate, looking him up and down as if he was prey the boy wanted to swallow. "As for why I chose you, well, that was just a happy little coincidence. Now, are you going to play nice, or do I have to make things harder?"

Of course, Pan was there, hiding in the shadows, flitting between them as he watched Killian scream in his general direction. He considered showing himself, but he found it more entertaining to watch him break down.

After a few minutes, though, he got bored and teleported behind the pirate. "Come on now, Killian," he said smugly. "Did you really think the game was over?"

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hey. good luck with everything, okay? [cutting the rope connecting your boat to the dock] just good luck. [starts pushing your boat further towards the stream] just have a good luck out there

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Do you ACTUALLY rp? All I'm seeing is fanfics and answering asks in character on your blog.

I do! I've just transitioned to doing it on this blog, though, so I haven't actually interacted with a lot of rp blogs yet, and I can be a little slow to answer because they take longer than just ask interactions. But I'm always open to them!

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Of course, Pan was there, hiding in the shadows, flitting between them as he watched Killian scream in his general direction. He considered showing himself, but he found it more entertaining to watch him break down.

After a few minutes, though, he got bored and teleported behind the pirate. "Come on now, Killian," he said smugly. "Did you really think the game was over?"

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"I thought I was rid of this bloody fucking island for good!" Killian cursed as he kicked at the sand on the beach. So angry and frustrated he didn't know whether to scream or cry, maybe both would help to let out all these overwhelming emotions but neither would do any good in getting away from Neverland.

He then turned away from the sea and towards the forest line. "I know you're fucking there you child-faced demon. Bet you find this hilarious, did you do this? Trap me here again?"

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Pan, what are your top five ships in OUAT? Kinda a random question, I know, but I don't really care. <3

...what's OUAT?

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is anybody gonna match my freak (valuing platonic relationships)

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Tidal Wave

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They say the ocean is a cruel mistress. That Poseidon and Amphitrite deliberately make it more difficult for sailors they don't favor. Marley might've believed that, if she hadn't stared into Poseidon's sea-green eyes herself and saw the kindness there. The waves lapped at her bare feet as she stared the god down. Perhaps she should've been more scared. After all, the trident in his hand could've ripped through her organs in seconds. Her power was nothing in comparison to his.

Though, even the gods didn't dare to fight Scylla or stray into Charybdis's whirlpools. They were afraid of something. Marley just didn't know what. She watched the softness in Poseidon's eyes fade just a little the longer she stared at him. He wasn't good. Olympians were purely an expression of their domains. The ocean was often cruel. It wasn't loyal, it didn't care for those that cared for it. 

"Will you let me out there, or drown me the second I set foot on a boat?" Marley questioned. Her voice was hoarse from disuse. She and several of her sisters had been soaked to the bone from the rain. Chunks of hair were loose from her braid, and her clothes were covered in dirt. Her boots made an odd squelching sound when she shifted her weight from one foot to the other.

Poseidon looked at her with all the disappointment of a father, which was ironic, given that he wasn’t her parent. He barely knew how to parent his own children. “Fine,” he said after a long stretch of silence. He waved his hand dismissively. “You can have safe passage. For now.”

Marley nodded. “Thank you.”

Poseidon chuckled, a sound akin to water bubbling in a fountain as he disappeared back into the ocean. 

Marley sighed and reluctantly walked toward the boat that her fellow huntresses were already aboard. She hopped over the side and landed on the top deck, nearly getting knocked over by one of the other girls.

“Oh my gods, pay attention, will you?” Lily snapped, clutching the box she almost dropped when she ran into Marley.

Marley rolled her eyes and mumbled an apology as she rushed toward the helm. “Do we know where we’re going?” she asked Phoebe, peering over the older girl’s shoulder.

Phoebe pointed at the map, her blue eyes narrowed as she tried to calculate it in terms of sea travel. “Well, that’s the problem. The quickest way to New York is through the Sea of Monsters, and that’s not exactly…safe.”

Marley sighed. “We do have a deadline, though. Lady Artemis won’t be happy if we don’t meet up with the rest of the hunt quickly.”

“I think an exception can be made for being delayed by a civil war,” Reve called from the crow’s nest. “She’s not unreasonable.”

“Well,” Phoebe said. She bit her lip. “Marley’s right, we do have a deadline. We’re already behind schedule by several weeks.”

“Plus, the Sea of Monsters isn’t Poseidon’s domain, so it’ll be safer,” Marley added.

“It would only be safe for you, none of us have pissed him off recently,” Phoebe said, waving her hand dismissively. “But it is your call. So make a decision quickly. We need to leave within the hour.”

Marley raised an eyebrow and took the map from Phoebe. “Sea of Monsters it is,” she mused. “Just, be careful going through the straight. I’m not particularly inclined to get eaten.”

“Not funny!” Lily shouted, tossing a water skin at Marley’s head.

She ducked, giggling. “Alright, alright, I’m sorry,” she said, holding up her hands. “No more jokes about possibly getting murdered.”

“Marley!”

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[underworld pan]

do they serve pancakes in the diner in the underworld? are they any good? hehe

I'm sure they do, but I've never had them. And no, things don't taste like much down here.

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Hey Pan what’s the most powerful being you’ve ever come across? What about your son? Does he intimidate you?

I'd say Hades is pretty up there. And why the hell would Rumple intimidate me?

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[neverland pan]

how much time is left in the hourglass? are you getting nervous?

How do you know about that, hm?

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Hell Fire | Holy Water

SUMMARY: Marina di Angelo was going to die. That was a fact of life, as much a truth as needing to breathe. There is no stopping a prophecy, only putting it off. And perhaps running from her fate and trying to not grow up is what brought it about in the first place.

I've had this OUAT/PJO fanfic in my head for too long. Commence suffering. PJO canon compliant (kinda?) Pre-Battle of Manhattan and intersects around season two of OUAT.

Chapters:

Doomsday (Prologue)

Tidal Wave

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Doomsday

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Strawberry blonde.

That was the first thing Marley noticed about the newest soul in line. She was a tiny thing, no older than six, clutching a bronze coin that glinted just barely in the low light.

Marley couldn't remember what strawberries tasted like, or what anything tasted like, really. In the Underworld, food was just barely there if you weren't meant to stay. For the souls in Elysium and the Isle of the Blest, flavors exploded on the tongue, a reward for being the best of the best.

But for Marley, it was like eating dust.

That was how things were. That was how things had to be.

"Ask me for sanctuary," Hades had said. "Tell me that you want to go, and I'll take you." It was the only thing keeping Zeus from smiting her on the spot.

The silver circlet and matching arrows were what she earned in exchange for her soul. Artemis listened to her vows and disappeared into the shadows too quickly for her to follow. She'd join the hunters later, anyway, so it didn't matter. And the years would pass by too quickly for her to notice.

She fiddled with the skull ring she wore on her thumb. It was the only thing she took with her when she clambered out her window into the cold autumn night. She'd stashed her mythomagic cards under her bed, along with a handwritten letter to her mother.

Marley wasn't sure when, or if, she was going to get home. But she was going to survive. She had to survive. A soft hissing noise filled the air when she dipped her dagger into the Styx. When she lifted the black blade out of the water, she caught a glimpse of her reflection in the side.

Her hair was braided, and her eyes were cold. She almost flinched. She looked old, nothing like the fifteen year old she was. And she'd only celebrated her birthday a few weeks ago.

She shoved the dagger into its sheath and stood up, automatically searching for the path that would lead her out of the Underworld. She didn't look back once she set off.

She wasn't allowed to.

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You should wear your piper garb more often. You look hella sexy in it. Love ya, Petey!

Thank you?

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Are you a good gambler? Malcolm sure wasn’t.

Haha, very funny

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Tag you’re it, Pan!

You can run, but you can't hide!