#p.modern

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SPOTIFY WRAPPED ASK MEME ( on shuffle ) - KSLV Noh’s Disaster

     Almost everything Panos does is rough and rugged, with little care or mindfulness, especially when he’s excited. ‘ Let’s go, let’s go, let’s fucking GO !! ’ Panos chants getting into the driver’s seat, extending his arm rapidly to punch the passenger in the arm. It’s a brotherly tap ——— well, it’s meant to be. Hands return to their previous task, drumming the dashboard, the arm rest, the steering wheel, and with so much force the car starts to shake. Panos only pauses to reach around and haphazardly buckle his seatbelt. Safety, first. They’ll need to take all the precautions they can.      ‘ Nat. ’ Shifting in his seat, he stares at the sniper intently. ‘ Fifty euros I can make it down the mountain in ten minutes. ’ He does not wait for an acceptance of the bet before turning on the car, revving the engine, cranking his mind - numbing music, and punching it down the winding, unkempt roads of the mountainside.         /  .  @redbritishsniper​

#p.answered #p.natasha #p.modern #he's gonna crash lmaooo #no no no good vibes only

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@two-midnightmercs​​  says  :  ‘ come back to bed. ’ &. SUBTLE SMUT SENTENCE STARTERS /  accepting

     Their silent communication was relatively loud today. Panos first responds with biting his bottom lip and extending his left arm, indicating its forearm with his right hand. A common, goofy reaction to a command he was less than likely to obey. He drops his silly façade as heavily as his arms fall to his sides, but not before tossing a few thrown kisses her way.                                                          ‘ HMM ——— make me? ’

#p.raven #p.modern #p.thread #twomidnightmercs #*gasp* is he the drama

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     ‘ I FEEL LIKE YOU’RE LYIN’ TO ME. ’           One cannot fault Panos in his curt yet clumsy ability to get to the point, having only JUST entered their apartment seconds earlier. His tone is serious and matter-of-fact, different from the usual loud joviality he greets Red with           maybe it’s on account of him thinking way too hard about the topic of her ‘lie’ and how it probably wasn’t a lie and he was simply being obnoxious.      Kicking his shoes off and launching himself onto the couch, he continues with a grunt. ‘ Like, dude, it’s okay. You can see other people. It’s cool. I won’t trip but, like, don’t go too hard. I ain’t interested in being the unfriendly neighborhood cuck, if you know what I mean. ’ It must be hard being married to someone whose only intimate touches are dead - arms and playful shoves.   /    @ofbookshelves

#p.closed starter #p.red #p.thread #p.modern #i did not have panos calling himself a cuck #on my 2021 cursed bingo card

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           “Wait             No, don’t call them pretty,” he’s flattered really, but won’t betray that JUST yet. Panos lets Red takes his calloused hand, allowing her to further examine the blurred remnants of the gang - affiliated and prison tattoos on his fingers and hand. While he feigns his usual irritation, he can’t help but soften his cold gaze. It was . . . ENDEARING . . . how she so tenderly held his fingers, with such care she treated them. “Got ‘em a long ass time ago             the one right here,” he turns his hand in her embrace, indicating the tattoo on the side of his hand, just below his pinky. “Says ‘Hand of God’ in Greek.” He wrinkles the nose in embarrassment. Not really as BADASS as younger him thought it was.                                                           @ofbookshelves​  /  hot  mess  central 

#HOT MESS CENTRAL #p.red #p.modern #p.thread

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“Yeah, you know, it was kinda traumatic            hey wanna see how far I can yeet this bottle?”   

                                                          @gildedscripture​​​  /  tiny starter call

#p.modern #p.tbd #:))))) #yeah...... we just dont question it anymore

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@ofbookshelves​  says  :  “ i guess i always kinda had a little bit of a crush on you. ” SHIPPY  MEMES  /  accepting

     “AFTER KNOWING HOW I LIVE?” All jokes aside           he’s always had on inkling of it. Panos knew it was a vain attempt to be as jarring and unpleasant to, in fact, change that, so her confession comes as little of a surprise, even now. He could say he had ‘a bit’ of a crush on her as well and, if by crush, that meant he felt comfortable with her, then sure. He never really felt true comfort his entire life.

#p.answered #p.red #p.modern #will panos say it back? absolutely not bc that means he has feelings

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@chxoticmuses​  suggests  : shuffle 🎁  gets  us :   TRRST SPOTIFY WRAPPED STARTERS  / accepting

          Nose wrinkles. “Listen, dude,” calloused fingers pluck the cigarette from full lips, which pout to a corner of his mouth, exhaling to expel toxic fumes from his lungs. “If doomsday is coming, I’m not going to heaven.” And that’s coming from a devout member of the Orthodox Catholic faith.

#p.answered #p.tba #p.modern #god this fucker is a villain #he hasnt even done anything yet

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@ofbookshelves​​  suggests  :  Panos  and  Red  shower  together NSFW/SMUT  STARTERS  /  accepting

          “OH          nuh - uh . . . BRO         ” Red had climbed into the tub/shower combination in the only bathroom in his apartment just as he began scratching the suds of his shampoo into his hair. He stares at her, sudsy water trailing down his forehead and building atop his brows. Icy hues narrow as he decides whether or not to kick her out         no, she looked tired. Panos continues tussling his tawny - colored locks, rinsing them as if Red had not interrupted his shower. “Okay, kid.” Finally he acknowledges her fully, grabbing her shoulders and guiding her to where he once stood under the hot water ( and VERY careful to not have their bare bodies touch ). 

#intro to a bad porno? no #just panos being panos #p.answered #p.red #p.and they were roommates #p.modern

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           With a rolodex overflowing with a PLETHORA of surnames ( mostly of Greek and Armenian and Anglo - Saxon origination ), Panos often took great pains deciding which ones he used, on which bank accounts and on which passports held for each country he was a ‘citizen’ . . . but he took some ARTISTIC liberties when using them to address RED. She was:              Mrs. Papadopoulos              Mrs. Dorian              Mrs. Roski              Mrs. Sweete            .  .  .  .  But today, she’d be Mrs. Panagiotis Kassab.            Old Danny, an eighty - year - old pharmacy owner, had managed to somehow recognize Panos ( now fifteen to twenty years older and with A LOT more tattoos ) when the pair entered the ancient drug store. After a tumultuous reunion, with plentiful back - patting and playful name calling, Panos assumes his position next to Red. “YO          I want you to meet my             OLD LADY          ” A shit - eating grin plays on full lips and he makes no attempt to hide it as his icy gaze passes between the old Italian and Red. Hand at her back, he shifts it so calloused fingers may pinch the skin at the back of her arm, hoping it would reinforce that he was, indeed, JOKING. Ol’ Danny softens his voice for a polite greeting and congratulations before scurrying back to his counter where a gluttonous crowd formed to access the cigarettes behind it.

             With an obnoxious hip bump, Panos makes his way down the aisle once more. “Back to business: ICE CREAM            are we gonna get, like, Rocky Road or strawberry this time, kid?”                                                                          panos vc: bro imagine being married  /  @ofbookshelves​

#p.red #p.thread #p.modern #THIS IS SO STUPID I HAD TO

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@redbritishsniper​  says  :  “  this bitch  is  getting  killed  i  swear  to  god. ” AMONG US CHAOS STARTERS  /  accepting

          “I’M DOING GOOD,” he yells, motioning to the dead body on the floor. It was a sloppy kill, much more sloppy than she would have done it, but hey, Panos made it out alive. “I can take care of myself, GOTDAMN.”

#p.natasha #p.thread #p.modern #p.answered #h elp him

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FROM HERE:

"What time will it stop?”

He’s trying to reassemble his rifle. “DUDE PLEASE           I’m going to tell Raph you’re BULLYING me.”                                                                  @redbritishsniper  /  

#p.natasha #p.thread #p.modern #THIS SI SO FUNNYY #bully him pls

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     “Yo, uh,” tattooed hands ghost over his suit, a silly attempt to show he’s missing something. “You got a light? Wouldn’t’ve bothered you,” he brings a cigarette, one that had been secured between two fingers, to his lips, “if i didn’t need this.” He's riddled with anxiety at this moment, can't pinpoint why, but he's learned to put on a relatively put - together façade. Thanks to Old Girl Jo.

#p.opens #p.modern #open rp starter

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@two-midnightmercs​​ / Raven  signs: “ your touch. it leaves me breathless. ” THE FIVE SENSES  / accepting

      Giddy laughter, hearty and loud, rattles his chest, most definitely disturbing Raven as she lay on top of him. “Oh?” His tone is teasing, still tinged with laughter, while his fingers continue their motions: running along her scalp and through her hair, down and up her back. This religious petting continues well into their silence, until he speaks again. “Pretty Lady, it’s just you and me. Nothin’ else really matters.”

#p.answered #p.pretty lady #p.modern #hmmmm that's pretty domestic of them /neg

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       What a silly view that must have been for that little baby, not even six months old and having two stunned adults gawking at you, clueless on what to do. “I don’t fucking know, man,” Panos mutters, teeth busy gnawing at the already raw part of his cheek. “Crazy chick gave me her kid. All I wanted was my five hundred bucks back.” Serves him right for trying to be a charitable king.        “You know how to change a diaper right?” He was banking on it        maternal instincts or something. “We’re only supposed to have it for a few days... so we’ll be fine.” His hand reaches for a tiny one, which, in turn, grabs ahold of a large tattooed finger. Yeah, he thinks, kids are cool.           plotted starter /  .  @ofbookshelves

#p.red #p.thread #p.modern #i wish i could go through life as nonchalant as panos

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OPEN STARTER.

     ‘ Your hummus is too watery, ’ Panos critiques, scooping more of that inadequate savory dish into a torn piece of plush, warm pita and stuffing it into his mouth. ‘ Needs more olive oil too. ’ Said with a full mouth, hands still reaching out for more.

#panos consumes solely dark soda and skittles #dont listen to him #buddy the elf core #p.opens #p.modern

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SPOTIFY WRAPPED ASK MEME ( on shuffle ) - Toshifumi Hinata’s Reflections

      HE IS A BURDEN ——— The sentiment is hardly noticeable in the bustle of his daily life. But even past his obnoxious, jovial demeanor, the jokes and funny expletives, he feels the insecurity festering in his core. It is foul and ever - present and he wish he didn’t feel so weak.      Bloodshot hues peer over the pillows that separate him from Red, the manifestation of their emotional divide, one of his own doing. Does he make her feel alone? Dry and tired do they labor to roll in their sockets, observing her as she sleeps. He wonders how long it’s been since he’s slept like that. Finally, he blinks. Shifting from his spot at the very edge of their bed, he rolls to his stomach and rests his arm over the pillow divider. Brows crease together at a perceived movement and calloused fingers move to touch her arm. A non - verbal olive branch for waking her. “Sorry,” a bit gravelly but genuine. “Didn’t mean to wake you.”          /  . @ofbookshelves​

#p.answered #p.red #p.modern #://////