#lysander 001.

[connortalbot]

Something, something, don’t see the bride before the wedding day. Something, something, don’t crash your betrothed’s bachelorette party. Something, something, Connor was a known dumbass and he was doing it anyway.

As excited and nervous as he was for his own event tonight, there was nothing he wanted more right now than to look at Esmeray and give her a kiss. She’d been whisked away this morning before he had even really had a chance to wake up fully so there was no kiss good morning or good bye. He was pretty bitter about it, all things considered, so he was maybe doing something stupid that would piss off most of the people at this party. What they didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them.

Connor waited patiently for Chloe to send her his way because of course she had seen him vault a fence. She had to have some sort of bullshit Connor detector built in. 

He saw her peak around the corner, curiously wandering to see if she could find him. She looked so pretty in her floral dress and that stupid big hat. It was like she was glowing. For the first time all week she seemed happy. With a grin, he snuck up behind her, covering her eyes and leaning in to press a kiss to her ear. “Guess who?”

@esmerays​

[victoriams]

ᴡʜᴏ: LIVINIA CRANE & LYSANDER CRANE ( @riiseandfall ) ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ: PRESIDENT SNOW'S MANSION ᴡʜᴇɴ: THE TRIBUTE BALL

Livinia is far and away from the only CRANE in attendance at the tribute ball – not that she had anticipated any differently. Her family had their tendrils firmly hooked into the upper echelons of Capitol society – it would be viewed as almost insulting for invitations not to be handed out, former transgressions notwithstanding.

Speaking of transgressions – she has just managed to disentangle herself from a conversation with one of her father's dear old friends when she makes eye contact with LYSANDER. She offers her cousin a polite smile, approaching them cautiously. Her relationship with Lysander was... complex, to say the least. There is a fondness, there – one which comes part in parcel with the notion of family – but also one born of nostalgia, a comforting reminder of SENECA, and all the good he had represented.

But there is also something unfamiliar – an anger, well-hidden, but still ever-present, bubbling just beneath the surface. One only needs to look long enough to notice it. She worries for them, that they will lead the same fate as their father. But, more, they worry for her siblings – Auggie, in particular, who has always looked up to Lysander as a brother. She doesn't want Lysander dragging them down with him. "Lys," She greets, "You're not out dancing?"

[gldnhrt]

brent antonello, homosexual, cis-male + he/him → isn’t that artemis finch? i’ve seen them hanging out with the witches. i hear they're twenty-seven, but they’ve only been in alexandria for a few days/weeks. they seem to be ambitious & observant, but also selfish & impulsive. it’s cool that they’re capable of hydrokinesis, pyrokinesis, aerokinesis, and geokinesis!

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𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄  artemis jonah finch 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄  artie ( siblings ), aj ( friends ), art 𝐃𝐎𝐁  august 8, 1996 𝐀𝐆𝐄  twenty - seven 𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂  leo 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑  cis-male 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒  he/him 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍  homosexual, homoromantic 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐍  astoria, oregon 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒  english, mandarin, japanese 𝐎𝐂𝐂𝐔𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍  politician assistant

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𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌  brent antonello 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑  dark brown hair 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒  hazel eyes 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓  6′0″ 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒  none 𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒  none 𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄  white shirts, button up, cardigans or sweaters in the fall, tom ford shades

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𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘  debater ( entp ) 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄  ambitious, observant, charismatic, energetic, reliable 𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄  selfish, impulsive, vain, altruistic, repressed 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓  hiking, running, swimming, surfing 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 verse-bottom 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒  french fries

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𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑  amycus finch 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑  cassandra finch ( deceased ) 𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒  lysander, phoebe, apollonia ( twin sister ), ambrose, damocles, icarus

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐋𝐒 stiles stilinski ( teen wolf ) , lucifer morningstar ( lucifer ) , tyrion lannister ( game of thrones ) , liv parker ( the vampire diaries ) , freddie mclair ( skins ) , wade wilson ( deadpool ) , eloise bridgerton ( bridgerton )

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𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘

artemis was the third child, second son in the finch family. he felt like he didn't need to worry about his position in their coven. he had his older brother, and then his older sister.

leadership was something he didn't need to worry about, but when his older brother lacked powers, he was closer in line to becoming supreme of their coven, which artemis wanted nothing to do with. he loved his magic, but he just wanted to have his fun.

after the death of their mother, it was clear that his father wanted lysander dead. he was a siphoner, a huge disgrace to the family, and he blamed the death on him.

artemis knew that his brother would never kill their mom. their mother loving all of them, including lysander, not caring that he was a siphoner. artie was there when it all happened, getting small flashbacks, but never the whole pictures, like some kind of fog was hiding the real truth.

after his brother escaped his own death, the remaining finch siblings knew that their own father had gone mad. but they were afraid to ever say anything to him, fear of how he would react.

years had passed, and it was clear that someone else had to become the supreme. phoebe was next in line, but she refused to be part of a coven that would kill their own without trying to find the truth.

artemis and apollonia were next in line. the twins realizing that one of them would have to become the next supreme. it was clear though that his father had favored artemis, and artemis felt like he had this burden he had to carry. the crown falling on him, but he never wanted it in the first place.

even with the whole witch thing happening, artemis was focused on living his life, trying to find what he wants to do with his life. so when he told his father that perhaps alexandria could be the best place to be, he was given the permission to move out there and investigate if anyone may known the whereabouts of his brother.

when he discovered that his brother was there, he informed his father the opposite, saying he may need more time in the city.

he hopes that lysander would let him in his life, and hope that with his help, they could siphon the magic that was blocking his memory, so they could find the truth of what happened the night their mother was killed.

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𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

TBD

[sinnohlunarfestival]

Lucky Garchomp Raffle Results

Did everyone save up their postcards? Because it's time for the Lucky Garchomp Raffle! Opening up on television as well as all available streaming services! Coming to you live as a guest for the festival....

"Ladies and gentlemen and Iono Zone faithful! 'Ello,'ello, hola. Ciao and bonjour! Your eyeballs are mine, caught in my electroweb! Whosawhatsits? It's Iono!"

The colorful hostess of the Iono Zone stream series was on screen, giving everyone her sharp smile and cheerful attitude. Next to her was a giant wheel with a variety of numers. Her hand idly played with it, just itching to spin it round and round...

"I'll be your host for this year's Lucky Raffle, the theme...GARCHOMP! RAWR RAWR! I'm doing a sweet collab with Jubilife TV! Heeeeey, Sinnoh! WHAT'S UP?!"

Grinning, she gestured to a different side of the room where the main prizes today were lined up. Three nice prizes for the people who received those special postcards found only during new years.

"There are 3 prizes, one per lucky person. First places gets this lovely Garchompite, courtesy of Lysander Labs! Second place gets a life sized Garchomp plushie, produced by the Safari Zone and third place is a set of 10 Hyper Potions, brought to you in conjunction by PokeMart and the Sinnoh League!"

Nodding to herself, having done her job spelling out the prizes and their names, she was excited to get started.

"And here we go!" Stepping forward, Iono grabbed the wheel and gave it a biiiig spin!

"With a big ol' spin, here comes the first winner......lucky number 007! Congrats on your shiny new Garchompite!"

"Next up, here we go -- just gonna grab here and give it the biggest whiiiiirl-whooooo! And our next winner is...number 001! You get to walk away with a nice HUUUGE Garchomp plush! Look at this thing! It's bigger than me!"

"Last, but not least...our third and final lucky raffle winner...spin, spin, spin....! And we have 010! You get the Hyper Potion set -- bet these will come in handy!"

With the last number picked and the last prize carted off to be sent to their intended owner via Dleibird Service, it was a wrap. Iono closed off with well wishes for the New Year in her usual, bubbly way.

@alolynn-heart @kokorowoutsu @orreasshole

[thornychairman]

📂 :eye: we love horrors

MACRO COSMOS SPECIMEN #Y-001 NOTES

Acquired specimen after takeover of Lysander Labs.

Deemed dangerous. Handle with care. Terminate if too volatile.

Containment procedure includes underground enrichment facility with self destruct failsafe mechanism.

Integration into the Rose Children Protocol failed; incompatible with Eternatus on a fundamental scale.

Train to unleash upon Xerneas to self destruct at a future date. Record findings of the aftermath.

Specimen has been triggered many times with varying successes; higher level specimens to interact with are needed.

/@picavecalyx

[architvct]

desmond chiam. 39. trans man. he/him. ┊┊ cerberus corp has been watching LYSANDER GOH. some of the public has dubbed them ARCHITECT because of ADVANCED EMPATHY gifted by OVERDOSING ON CHEAP SYNTHETIC DRUGS SECONDHAND. having been an extra ordinary since 2010, they’re doing a good job at hiding THEIR CERBERUS PAST & EVADING AGENTS. when they aren’t working their day job as an ADMINISTRATIVE ASSISTANT, they are fond of and are never seen without the pink jade anklet from a forgotten past. at first glance they seem CHARMING & INTUITIVE, though their close friends know them to also be DESTRUCTIVE & MANIPULATIVE. they consider themself a ANTI-HERO/VILLAIN.

TRIGGER: heavily detailed drowning & sa (minor)

001.  GENERAL

name  lysander gohnicknames  laz | alias architect age  39date of birth  november 1stzodiac  scorpio place of birth  norfolk, va current residence  brooklyn, nygender  trans manpronouns  he/himsexuality  queer occupation  administrative assistant former cerberus agent

faceclaim  desmond chiamheight  5'11"tattoos  two (dragonfly upon his right shoulderblade. arrow on the inside of his bicep)piercings  intimatedistinguishing features  has a scar across brow where he fell on his collapse. minimal scarring for cosmetic procedures.positive traits  charming - intuitivenegative traits  destructive - manipulativelikes  cotton blends - hot baths/showers - psychology books dislikes  nosy cerberus agents - mistreating eldersfears  high doses of pharmaceuticals - blinding lights hobbies  watching older movies - collecting records habits  eating candy - cleaning hands - being barefoot

002.  EXTRA ORDINARY

near death experience…  Much to his dismay, Lysander wasn't targeted. Some dumb punk was robbing his Father's shop and touched his hand during the exchange. Due to the distress and anxiety, the substance coursed through him much faster and he began to experience the symptoms much faster and much harder. He still thinks about how so many thoughts raced through his mind that he couldn't focus on what was happening around him. He was so scared. Oh. So. Frightened.

power…  ADVANCED EMPATHY. Over the thirteen years; and counting, Lysander has honed his control over emotions and how they manifest on psychological plane. It took him years to "pluck" a singular string of feelings from a crowd or push one desire to a group. Emotions ranging from verbal, behaviors, physiological, and neural. Hypnosis comes naturally. As a former asset of Cerberus, he has learned to create physical manifestations such as agony or confusion. The darker side of his emotions are tied to physical conversion of that raw emotion. Fuel enough rage and you'll feel the weight of it baring down upon you. It granted him the ability to hide from Cerberus this long. Anyone with a tactile sense of their surroundings can feel the density of the emotional aura- much like tendrils that allows him to "latch" to target(s). While in physical combat, he can bring himself to a tranquil state that empowers him. If you allow him to touch you, he's basically been given all the keys to dominate you emotionally. Given more time, he could potentially harness the energetic flow of emotions for himself. When it comes to his powers, some would say he "builds" a series of emotional responses. It feels like your favorite sensation; easing the light squeeze of his control. A sweet song. A gentle whisper. Perhaps a warm hug- or the comfort of silence. It's almost as if he knows it all within a fraction of a second. The best friend. Your worst enemy. Just keep him closer to the neutral edge.

drawbacks / vulnerabilities… Empathic Power Resistance (resistant), Indomitable Will/Psychic Shield/Empathic Shield, Empathic Shadow and Apathy/Psychic Immunity - all present great challenges when Lysander is attempting to "push" or "pull" a general emotional manifestation. He also lacks physical defenses while "locked" on a particular action. He can only influence a group of 10 or less or he will feel the crippling side-effects and potentially absorb too many emotions at once. In order to achieve a physiological result, he has to know the initial series of emotional load. Push too many emotions? He could easily drive a person delirious or knock them unconscious. While water can give him a great benefit, it also makes him more susceptible to emotional overload. Distance, enclosed spaces, perception, and confidence play a large role in how potent his abilities are and how tightly he can grasp them. Negativity or darker emotions seem to feed into a corrupt thought process. Often giving him a bit of a similar persona adaption.

cerberus corp…  He's kept his distance for so long. Someone would question why this one slip-up put him back on the playing field. It took them a year to figure out how he was evading them. Certainly they could use someone like him on their team. Apply leashes without even the slightest idea. Punishment? No negative consequences or waiting for adjustments. With the right training and the right direction, he could have rogue eos under their thumb. He'd trusted them. Allowed them to paint pretty pictures of a world that would never exist. Perfect smiles hid flawed agendas. He used his time under them to his advantage. Milked them dry until he burned every rug beneath them. Til this day, he still holds his former partners and The Corp responsible for not allowing him to grant his Father the last moment of peace before he unknowingly passed. One psionic beep put him back on the map. Still an investment Cerberus is willing to make?

codename… Architect. He's always loved breaking things down and rebuilding them. He used to believe it took one "brick" to steady a foundation. He still believes in that brick but he also knows what can be constructed and be demolished.

003.  EXTRA

Plot stuff for Mr. Lysander. A few ideas that I'd be more interested to see for him are:

* Some Agents he's familiar with prior to leaving Cerberus. This could be in passing or familiarity. Perhaps were invested in his wellbeing because they might've seen the personality shifts he displayed. * An Agent that he was frequently/deliberately paired with. Pretty much friends (conflicts included). Tried to get him the help he needed and defended him against the others before he ultimately left. Knew of his father's passing but was forced to keep him from finding out. * Someone he's been intimate with. Agent or Rogue EO. 99.8% identifying as male/masc. * Witnesses to his "incident". TLDR, Lysander killed an EO during a mission. Absorbing too many of the other's emotions, it fueled a bit of his own anger. Petitioned for demotion and observation. **OPEN TO SUGGESTIONS

WIP

[thagyann]

THAGYANN    -      a highly selective multi-muse     written  by     inayat / chuchu     ( both are fine / she & her thirty years of age .)       once known as     PAASOORI .    themes of : death ,   abuse ( physical and otherwise )  ,  violence ,  religion ,  and    reincarnation    will be present  if in mention only.     DO NOT LIFT ANYTHING OFF THIS BLOG .      also note this blog will house canon characters  that can be  highly divergent .     exploring amongst other things  :     a house as a man ,     the sea inside a prophet ,   a boy living  as a heirloom ,     gods and death ,   and  housing inside yourself a monster      other blogs include  : @godfunction ,  @waterslit ,    @hishouse and @corinthiiian.

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MUSE LIST BELOW .    can be added to or taken away from 

001. OC :  the archangel rapahel    ( the plague eater ) ,  hikmat ali          ( a god hunted )  ,   lady anne    (  the shadow ) ,    silver bell      (  the gang leader with a love of pain )   ,   liaquat mir     (   of jjk lore /  man locked and curse born )      ,  madam sylvia    (  the mistress of death ) ,    jame covington      ( brother grief ) ,     apollo jones     (    the body of spring ) ,   adeel hocane   ( the fraudulent god )    marwa ansari  ( the voice of ruin )       the boy   ( inherited flesh ) ,   lysander grey  (   a fox fanged man  ) and  maryam hocane  ( the prophet ) 

002. JUJUTSU KAISEN:       nanami kento ,    gojo satrou ,    yuji itadori ,    maki zenin,   mahito  ,  sukuna ,  and nobara kugsaki.

003.    SK8  (  all canon divergent )  :       reki kyan ,    ainosuke shindo,   kojiro nanjo ,   

[lilayildirim]

Gulizar. The name nearly stops her in her tracks, an echo of an old life Lila thought had long been left to dust. There’s a twitch to her lips, almost imperceivably, as dark eyes zero in on the man that’s called attention to her. Ahmet. The shock of recognition comes to her after a moment, but she’s quick to school her face into a faux smile, feigning confusion. “I’m afraid you must have me mistaken,” she says, deliberately in Greek rather than their mother tongue. Her eyes cut back and forth between the man she had once called a friend, and the one on her arm who she’s currently trying to swindle out of the expensive watch that sits on his wrist. “My name is Lila, I don’t believe we’ve met before, sir.” ( @lysanderxreis​ )

[bylolarai]

WHO: @lys-ash-rai​ WHERE: The Subconscious Mind of Lysander Rai 

Lola knew something was off when in her dreams, the ocean was not sparkling. There was no sun. Everything was cold. Freezing. No frozen Negroni’s though, in a cruel twist of fate. 

For fucks sake. She wasn’t in her dream now, was she?

The full moon had been an exhausting one for Lola, deep cleansing and organization was needed and as they started to prepare for their fall makeup launch at Kaplan -- she found some of the wards she’d put up to prevent this very thing from happening to be down. It made sense, with all the energy for charm work she had been using that something had to give. 

Sighing, Lola decided to take actual stock of the dreary surroundings when she saw them. Two surfboards. A towel. A person sitting alone. Even from far away they looked like someone she’d seen before. 

Then, she saw them. 

In that moment Lola was grateful she didn’t have a frozen Negroni in her hand, otherwise it would’ve gone to waste as she would’ve dropped it in disbelief. Annoyance started to creep up as well, she had tried so hard to not bother them. To respect their space. Now, an unfortunate inability to actually control her powers caused this. 

“Fuck,” she said under her breath as she went to look at the ocean again, before starting to walk over with crossed arms. To alert them of her presence, Lola started to cough, eventually finding a novel way to actually start choking on her own spit. 

[wckeup]

lysander & lucy

lysander took a deep inhale of the joint held inbetween his fingers as he looked over at the younger weasley. “are you sure you don’t want some?” he offered - though he assumed she’d brush it off like usual. shrugging at the thought he finished the joint before putting it out. “so what are you in the mood for today lulu?” he questioned turning in his spot to look at the dark haired woman. “we could go roller skating - or ice skating?” he wiggled his eyebrows, a playful grin spread across his lips. “or we could go get burgers and milkshakes? honestly whatever you want.” a husky laugh escaped his lips as he leant back on his palms. “what do you say lulu? think you can handle me for the day?” 

@ellenswritings​ 

[lovvvegood]

where - inaugural ball who - @wholehevrted​

Luna had watched Hermione get inaugurated with proud tears burning in her eyes. It was strange, to see one of her best friends in such a position, especially in such circumstances, but that had not taken away any of the pride or hope she’d felt. Now that it was all over, though, and people were dancing, Luna felt little desire to partake in the festivities. She was overtaken by a desire to have Harry there, the longing dizzying. Grief seemed to hit her like a reckless, restless, relentless wave these days, always unexpected. She wanted Neville or Ron, someone who knew what this gap felt like. 

In stead of finding either of them, though, she came across Lysander rather clumsily, bumping into them in her rush. “Oh!,” she exclaimed, eyes falling on her child. “Lys.” Luna’s eyes were wide, caught between her distress and the unexpected happiness that came with seeing not only Lysander, but how lovely they looked. She didn’t bother to try and hide her sadness, leaving the emotion edged on her face. “Must be the Wrackspurts.” Her words were a half-joke, half-excuse. “Are you having a good night?”

[wildcstxdrcams]

Closed Starter: Dominique & Lysander ( @sleepingdraqons​ )

It had been a long day at work and Lily had come home ready to drop. Except she was hungry and she needed to make food. Popping in her earphones, she stood by the oven as she fried some bacon. As it cooked, she stared out the kitchen window and tried to wash the day away with music and the smell of greasy food. A sigh blew past her lips as she tilted her head, trying to get the knots out of her back. She was so caught up on her thoughts, and unable to hear because of the song blasting in her ears, she didn’t hear her boyfriend enter.

[tristan-shadowhunter]

Text 📱 Lysander

Tristan: hello from idris and shoot me if i have to sit through another 2 hours of meetings tomorrow

[babyfaceocleary]

@kingpinseo

“There he is,” he all but shouts the moment he lays eyes on the other, entering the Moulin like some kind of great and terrifying shadow, a thing of beauty and fear. His voice is a little too loud, and easily recognizable from the mangled accent. It’s a show that he puts on for a reason, after all. He wants people to know that they’re speaking, that there something as close to a friendship as two drug lords in the same city could have. A mutual understanding of sorts that he hasn’t found with other people. A thing that should be feared, despite Babyface’s smiles and laughs. A reminder that there’s something sinister always lurking there beneath the surface, for those who are important or unfortunate enough to know.

He abandons the conversation he’s in the midst of without so much as a glance at the others, and approaches Lysander, immediately putting an arm around the other and leading him into the crowd. The grin on his lips is wide even for his standards.

“My booth or yours, mate? I do think mine has the better view but that doesn’t matter so much, anyway. I’ve got eyes only for you tonight,” he teases, although the words are true enough. There’s a wide world of things to discuss, both business and pleasure, and not even the finest of temptations would be able to distract him from it tonight.

[werewolf-scamander]

Text 📱Lysander/Tristan

Tristan: you ARE going to this seelie party this weekend right? James isn't completely losing it?

[potioneer-potterscamander]

Lorcan had dropped most of his stuff at his parent’s house before he apparated to the property of the Carrow manor. No one knew he was coming back for Christmas this year and honestly, he almost hadn’t with Javier and Lucia trying to convince him to stay. But he promised he’d be back before the New Year came around and that would give him some time to grab a proper present for both of them anyway. Chills ran up his spine as he walked along the grounds, knowing this could either go really well or completely shitty depending on the mood Evander was in. Despite that, nothing and no one was going to keep Lorcan away from his brother at Christmas. He adjusted the bag on his back before knocking against the door, stomach churning nervously, slightly prepared for a random hex to hit him if it wasn’t a good time.