#umbrakinesis feels like it fits well
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OMG PLEASE MARRY ME IM SO FUCKING HAPPY YOU HAVE NO IDEA
okay, so for starters, this is what they look like:
This art is NOT mine btw, I made it using a picrew, but I did darken the colors using ibispaint
My oc’s name is Marcy, they’re nonbinary and use they/them pronouns
Marcy’s 16!
Marcy is the elemental master of darkness, meaning they basically have umbrakenesis!
Marcy meets the ninja during the tournament of elements
Marcy is a very quite yet observant person, but they also have the shittiest social cues EVER 😭
Poor thing is so dense? Oblivious? like, think season 1 Zane, that’s kinda how they act
Their also sooo oblivious, they can’t tell whether or not someone is genuinely complimenting/flirting with them (but that’s mostly cuz of trauma <3)
They have a monotone-ish voice, so people have a hard time telling if their joking or not, and most people don’t understand their humor anyways (same lol)
This motherfucker does NOT know the phrase “think before you speak”, what’s worst is that they’re the bluntest (is that even a word?) person ever
They don’t mean to say anything rude or hurtful on purpose, but they often tell their honest opinion without thinking, and comes off as rude most of the time
This fucker has such a big sweet tooth, like, they’ll devour an entire bag of candy within an entire day or two
OBSESSED with sci fi and tech, they will NOT shut up about how awesome Cyrus Borg is or how cool the latest ‘Starfarer’ comic was
The BIGGEST nerd ever, they LOVE fantasy and (as I’ve said before) SCI FI ‼️
They love music, and they love reading as well!
Marcy’s aesthetic is grunge/emo!
I really wanna ship them with one of the ninja I just don’t know who 😭
ON TO THE TRAUMATIC BACKSTORY
Trigger warners: abuse (mental and physical), violence, alcohol, etc
Marcy was able to first tap into their elemental power when they were really young, I’m talking like, around 5-6 years old
Well, once their father knew about this (whom of which was the previous elemental master of darkness) he decided to train them, wanting them to be the perfect elemental master
So, Marcy’s father would train them everyday, and was like, crazy strict and manipulative
Marcy’s mother couldn’t really do much due to their father manipulating and gaslighting her into thinking she and Marcy couldn’t survive without him, and stuff like that
Well, one day, after Marcy turned 14, their father got drunk and he got into a fight with their mother
Marcy observed the fight, until they realized that their father had raised his fist, preparing to strike their mother
Marcy was quick to rush in, using their training and fast reflexes to stop their father, which only made him even more angry
Grabbing a nearby empty beer bottle, Marcy’s father threw it directly at them, and ended up hitting them in the face with it
The force of the throw caused the bottle to shatter on impact, the glass shards cutting through Marcy’s skin (hence the scars on their face)
Out of pure fear and adrenaline, Marcy ran out the door as fast as possible, running through the streets of Ninjago, knowing they could never return back home, knowing that it was unsafe to do so
The backstory kinda sucks rn, I’m probably gonna change it up a little later on 😭
ANYWAYS THATS THE END OF MY RANT THANK YOU FOR READING ‼️‼️‼️
Eyo, umbrakinesis?? I'm curious on how different that is from the element of shadows :o
And we love a blunt royal. You can always trust em ToT. Feelings may get hurt but at least you get something real, yknow. And I dig their aesthetic choices mmm.
But why is their backstory so sad :( . And is their mom okay? Does the dad get his comeuppance?
(Ooh you could incorporate their powers on how they overpower their father, in the future or something. It would be fitting that the man who'd seek perfection from that power results in that very thing defeating him. Karma or something lmaoo)
#yeAsk#Tw abuse#Wait I just realized this is very reminiscent of todoroki from bnha#Mean father striving for perfection from their spawn?#Getting scarred from their parent?#why are these kids getting scarred from their parents man ToT#Oc share corner
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Can you feel that presence? It must be (OSRIC) of HOUSE (AZUARA), a (SENIOR) WARDEN of (RHORM) because of the magick you can feel radiating from them. They are (NINETY-EIGHT) and looks a great deal like (HARRY SHUM JR), and they specialize in (NATURE) magic. But outside of their specialty, they can use Shapeshifting, Umbrakinesis & Pain Manipulation. Those that have interacted with them can easily see that they are (AMIABLE & CHARISMATIC), but that they are also (INDULGENT & VAIN).
basic info
full name — Osric Azuara
nickname - Oz, Ric, Warden
age — Ninety-Eight
kingdom — Rhorm
gender — male blessed by etia - uses he/they pronouns
religion —devout follower of Fityx & Ezthos, occasional follower of Etia
occupation — Senior Warden of Rhorm
living arrangements — The Warden Tower at Evershore in Farland, Rhorm
physical info
face claim — Harry Shum Jr
hair — black / eyes — golden brown
height — six foot & one inch
clothing style — loose fitting silks that show off some of their skin, and he isn't afraid to put on a few items of clothing to accentuate their gorgeous figure.
sexual preference — true versatile! though blessed by etia, osric is able to use their blood magick to give himself a cock if need be. he just loves sex and, really, how you want it is how you can get it.
What a gift his parents had thought that they had when their young child had been born, blessed by the goddesses to be a beautiful and charming person with a fertility that made them desired by royals and high nobles alike, Osric hadn't really faced much discrimination growing up. Like most that were blessed by Etia, he was treated like a precious commodity that people were already lining up to wed - and rumor has it that even a prince of Rhorm had their eye on them as well - but fate had a sense of humor. Why bless someone to be quite fertile, only to turn around and bless them with an ability that - if they were to pursue it - would take away that fertility?
They were roughly fourteen years old when the magick in his veins began to show signs, random objects floating when he concentrated on them and rabid dogs stopping their barking whenever he told them to stop it, and it wasn't long before his parents were informed that he wasn't just blessed by Etia... but that they were blessed by Fityx, too. While their parents were devastated to learn that their child, their golden ticket, wasn't going to be able to help their house raise up in status, Osric was beyond thrilled. A life of tea parties and birthing babies hadn't really been an idea that pleased them, so to know he had another option? He was quick to jump at the opportunity.
Training at the University of Fityx, Osric had shown that he had a natural inclination towards Nature Magic - especially in regards to animals - and it wasn't surprising when he began to focus his studies on Nature Magic to be his specialty. But as he was finishing his specialty, he had heard rumors of a mage beyond Aladonia that was rumored to be dark, rumored to be someone you couldn't trust, and Osric's natural curiosity got the better of them - and so, upon graduation, he sailed out of Caelrum Bay in the hopes to find this man. And find him he did.
The man was a mage that had specialized in White Magic, but had began to dabble in Blood Magick before the ruling force of mages found out and banished him from Aladonia. Truthfully, Osric didn't understand why... It wasn't the magic that was bad, really, just the user, and Osric wanted to be able to have the chance to prove that Blood Magick wasn't meant to be feared. So he began to study with the other mage, learning Blood Magick enough to where he mastered three of the main abilities that came with it - altering his body how he saw fit, whether it was to change one body part or to turn himself into another individual completely, summoning darkness to do his bidding and even being able to manipulate pain, because if one could manipulate pain, then surely you could be able to ease it, yeah?
Returning to Aladonia years later, keeping his secondary abilities a secret, he began to work as the Junior Warden in Rhorm until, eventually, the Senior Warden stepped down after their four-hundredth year. From then on, Osric had served as the Senior Warden to the Rhormish royal family in the best capacity that they can. And while he is known to be quite easy to get along with, some often warn that it might not be the best idea to get on their bad side.
After all, no one really knows what they are capable of, after all.
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❛ my, what a helpful contribution — let me just grab my time machine ! ❜
GOOD GIRL SENTENCE PROMPTS | @strongofheart
❝ Don’t lose your head. ❞ He jerks his towards her though. A janky little movement that allows his face to fall under the light of the wayward and startling lamp on the building’s rooftop. Its fluorescence chases the shadows away quick. The city continues to powering through its Friday evening, dozens of feet below, and the cold winds blow through as they pace about ... the mess of a plan they have.
❝ ... You can’t do this alone. I can’t. He can’t. ❞ Jerks his head again at Sam — quiet and observant, perhaps from the accumulation of their individual losses; the realization that they can’t topple this goliath through sheer will — and steps fuller into the light. It flickers when he’s close. The long shadow he casts, pushed away from the light, somehow darker than the night that has overtaken the rest of the rooftop.
❝ ... We need each other. ❞
#ineveryvein#i started writing this not knowing what his power would even be but#umbrakinesis feels like it fits well#↳ reyncer | there is one heart in this body. have mercy#↳ reynold | oh but my name is not my legacy#↳ samreyn | take this heart of glass. fill it with love#↳ srs | you who love us. stay with us#strongofheart
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hi i wanted to know if you can Jason todd (Arkham knight) and some goddess reader. Like she daughter of Eris the greek goddess of strife and discord and father unknown. But like they met before he goes and attacks Gotham and they fall in love. And when he guys to gotham he asks her if she wants to come with him since he doesn’t want to leave her and ofc she goes with her lover. She helps him with getting back at Batman using her powers the reader like her mother has the same powers and a few more from her pops you can pick who her father can be. And they are just a power couple with Jason being the guy with the guns and the army and her being women going around causing problems for Batman with her powers of chaos, strife, discord, and umbrakinesis (control/manipulate shadows) and she can have wings since Eris can manipulate wings. To where Batman like we need to lock her up cause she the main issue stopping bats from getting close to Jason and scarecrow. Bats gets her but she badly injure and Jason just goes crazy wanting nothing more than to kill the bats asap and saying screw scarecrow plan.

SHADOWED AND DANGEROUS
Jason Todd x goddess!reader
MASTERLIST
WARNINGS • slightly detailed depictions of violence and injury
CATEGORY • a little bit of both angst and fluff
AN • Thank you so much for the request! This is a bit of a long one, word count sums up to over 2.3k just to let y’all know. If anyone has any requests feel free to drop them!
7:23 pm.
The night was young in Gotham. Steadily maturing, the city was downcast in rain and ever so dampened by fading sunlight. Small patters dropped and smoothly slid down windows and hollow roofs, soon falling again to the sewers.
One particular room stood about Gotham, about 10 stories off the ground and cast in a dim red light. Inside stood a man clad in smooth black and camouflage armor, helmet set to the desk beside the desk he was sitting at. Stacks of paper piled up around the room calling for his attention, yet he was more focused on the dial tone of his phone. A smile almost crossed his face when he was answered.
“Hey Jason, how are you?” The voice rang out, a few tones louder and more bold than usual.
“I’m alright,” The smile finally cracked upon hearing her voice, the first time in almost two weeks. “I wanted to ask you about, well, you know.”
Jason’s voice trailed off with the last few words as he wiped his mouth, feeling his nerves peak at asking again. He knew it was a hard decision, pushing forth and splintering tension across his face. His lip found itself being chewed on worry flooded to the corners of his mouth, turning it downwords in fear of the silence across the line.
“Yeah…” The line finally came alive after a minute. “I’ve been thinking about that.”
Jason’s eyebrows found themselves knitted together as he picked up the rising hint of amusement in her voice. He was so focused on the call that he almost jumped out of his chair at the sound of tapping on his window. Another few seconds passed before Jason realized the phone was hung up on him, and pattern tapped on his window. He almost flew around and ran to the nearest window, seeing you fit uncomfortably into the frame and waiting with a smile on your face.
“Holy shit!” Jason exclaimed, voice laced with shock as he fumbled to open the window. He quickly helped you inside once it was open, staring at you with wide eyes for a few moments all before crossing his arms and narrowing his gaze.
“What the hell are you doing here, y/n? Last time I checked, you were all the way in Venezuela. Now you’re magically here and tapping on my window, which by the way, scared the absolute fuck out of me.”
You met Jason’s hard gaze with an amused look, and god did he find it hard to stay mad at you with such a dazzling smile.
“I didn’t want you to get all anxious about me coming here, so I just came on my own terms. Ah- let me get there.” You placed a finger over Jason’s lips to stop him from repeating his question. “I came over to Gotham last night.” Jason’s eyes met the ceiling, as to say, oh right, shadows and wings.
“Got it.”
“Gotham’s pretty nice, huh?” You mused, dragging your gaze around the room. As the details came into focus you noticed that the room, you presumed was Jason’s, was an absolute mess. His bed in particular was littered with books and folders, save the disheveled sheets and unfluffed pillows.
A mere hum answered your question, you watched as Jason rummaged through his desk and pulled out a slick black folder. He handed it to you with the first page on display, with that being a picture of a diner advertised with a neon sign.
“This is the place Scarecrow wants to unleash his first freak show.” Jason started, flipping the page to even more pictures of small shops. “These ones were left for us to rouse up, and I figured you could do the honors just perfectly, save the flattery of course.”
You snorted at Jason’s sarcasm, lightly pushing his hand away so you could examine each picture. You then met his eyes, and in his you knew both of you had the same plan.
“I’ll cut the lights?” Jason asked, opening your palm and placing a small device in it. You nodded, tracing your hand up his arm and giving his shoulder a small squeeze. His lack of letting you go clearly broadcasted his worry, so you did your best to address it by taking hold of his face and bringing his lips to your own. Almost on instinct, Jason’s hands snaked around your waist and pulled you in closer. You both knew this was the only intimate moment you would be able to share before all Hell broke loose, so you stayed that way for a while; breaking apart after each kiss to press against the other’s forehead.
“Hey, I’ll see you later.” You smiled, stepping away and allowing the hand that traced softly against his face to fall at your side.
Jason closed his eyes, all in a few seconds you were on the top of the building to find a taller one.
8:49 pm.
Your eyes had been cast down on the streets for almost an hour now, head starting to pound as you watched shadows emerge from alleyways, taking hold of innocent civilians, causing absolute chaos. Their screams rose up to you, and you found yourself pitying them some as clothes were torn and skin was sliced.
9:57 pm.
Rain pounded down on the ground before you, seemingly picking up with every passing minute. You watched as each drop grouped together, one hand against your leg while the other held the radio Jason had gifted you to your neck. Chatter was ordered to a minimum just a few minutes ago by the Arkham Knight himself, prior to word of the Batman appearing at a place called Ace Chemicals.
10:26 pm.
“Hey, y/n.”
You jolted upwards at the call of your name, quickly muttering something that came out inaudible, but got the message across anyway.
“I need you to meet me as soon as possible. I have something on me so you should be able to track me right away, okay?”
“Right, coming.”
You closed your eyes and honed in on the dead space of your mind. Along the dark waves a small ripple appeared, and you began to follow it. The shadows were quick to grant you wings and protect you from running into any obstacles hence your vision being restricted, and you continued to follow the ever growing disruptions in the water.
In just a few minutes you stood atop another building, face a squad of men clad in red and white; armed to the teeth and holding their guns to you in suspicion. Soon enough Jason arrived, barking at his men to lower your weapons and for you to join them. Once you were close enough, Jason beckoned for you two lean over as he joined you.
“We have word that Batman is trying to take this point down. Hopefully, we’re early enough and can get the jump on him.”
You took a deep breath at Jason rose and signaled for his men to surround you both. The very man that supposedly left Jason to die was said to be right behind this door, you could practically feel the anger radiating off of him as he kicked the door open.
You felt him the second you stepped in the room. He was in the shadows, your shadows.
One second of silence passed before the Batman came crashing from a grate on the ceiling, pinned down by seething stands of darkness from above.
“That’s all it took, huh?” Jason chuckled through his visor, stepping on the bat symbol covering his chest. You watched as he held his gun loosely above him, slowly kneeling down to observe the work your shadows were doing to keep him down.
And that’s when you heard quiet beeping. Right above you.
You were snatched as a hole was blown into the ceiling, gunfire apprehended your kidnapper as you both escaped without a scratch. Now, you were stranded a few buildings away with the Batman himself, only guessing that he was going to come for you any second now. However, he didn’t, and you two began to circle each other along the perimeter of the roof.
“Shadow manipulation, I’ve never seen you before.” He began, not taking his eyes off of you for one second as you two continued to circle one another. “Who are you? Why are you working with the Arkham Knight?”
“You think I’m going to tell you that?” You were almost amused. “I’m afraid you won’t find that out from me.”
“Then I’m just going to have to take you in.”
A quiet swish of his cape told you all you needed to know, your eyes flew to the sides searching for any shadows you could find. Now knowing your weak points and strengths, you shifted your gaze and jumped back to avoid his first punch. Each punch came with new adjustments to how you both defended and exploited yourself, and you soon found that only the shadows were keeping you going. You weren’t holding up well enough, the fatigue in your veins enforced it.
You kept up the fight for a few more minutes until a deafening roar sounded, captivating your next few seconds. You turned to face a vehicle, and so unfortunately, your eyes met blinding lights. Every single second was calculated, before you knew it sharp pains exploded in your abdomen, and you were sent flying off the edge, just thousands of feet above concrete. You could feel your skin being tightly pinched as a device took hold of you mid air, slamming you into the side of a building and ripping the air from your lungs. The only breath you could resonate was spent sending a scream through the air as you continued to fall at a terrifying velocity, eyes blurry and desperately trying to hone in on the black wings apprehending you.
Jason was right.
Your mind repeated it over and over again, the same three words you thought you would hear until you died. All until you abruptly came to a stop, just feet from what seemed like your fate seconds ago.
You already felt like you were dead. Every single muscle in your body was set ablaze, screaming for you do something, anything. Blood leaked from multiple cuts caused by lacerations and brick. You had your eyes forced shut to prevent yourself from puking everywhere, and your head was spinning violently.
Despite your devastating state of body, you could feel your guard flaring up again. The second the Batman laid a hand on you, something snapped, adrenaline allowed you to heard the pain you inflicted on him and your eyes flew open, searching wildly for the nearest alleyway. The second you found it, you allowed yourself to be taken away, kept conscious, on the edge of the waves and allowing the darkness to guide you.
12:06 am.
The night appeared to be at its peak. Your eyelids parted, you found yourself slumped up against some kind of wall and wet floor. Freezing winds seeped into the cuts on your arms, biting your teeth in retaliation didn’t do much but numb the pain for a few seconds. You had no idea where you were, being too weak to get up you slowly raised your non fractured arm and rested it upon the spot on your abdomen that was causing your body to heat up. You were dying and you knew it, but there was absolutely nothing you could do in your state.
Realization was the first to flood over you, and guilt quickly followed, making your broken bones hurt just a bit more and tears spill from your eyes. You were going to break your promise to Jason, and he probably wouldn’t even be able to find you. Maybe he’d think you gave up and ran off in fear of. You knew he wouldn’t be able to live with himself, and it would be your fault entirely.
The sound of a gunshot quietly passed through your ears. Heavy whistles of wind quickly took over, encouraging you to close your eyes and give in. It was time to rest.
12:12 am.
“Y/n?”
Two feet abruptly stopped turning and broke into a sprint.
“Hey! Y/n, open your eyes!”
Yelling coming through as muffled whispers still roused you the same, and your eyes opened a sliver. You couldn’t show your shock at seeing Jason kneeling by your side, scrambling for anything he had to help you and muttering curses under his breath. Something roughly pressed against the opening on your abdomen, making you hiss and forcing your eyes open a bit more wide than before.
“He did this to you.”
Jason’s voice cracked at the end; you could already tell he was crying even if he was trying to cover it up. His eyes were downcast on your wounds, grazing over each one and assessing the total damage done to your body. Despite the concern he was showing for you, the same anger from before continued to show through, radiating off of him in an almost contagious fashion.
“Jason, it was my-“
“No! Don’t you dare say it was your fault.” He quickly cut you off, yet showing he wasn’t mad at you by taking your hands in his own. “He almost killed you, and I still saved him.”
You were lifted up to Jason’s chest as he began to carry you away. He was gentle and as swift as he could manage with your entire body in his arms, quickly setting you to his side often to descend buildings. Soon enough you two were down on the streets, and your arms were being settled around Jason’s waist.
“Hey, Jason.” The steady rise of revving told you to tighten your grasp as much as you could. “I think you did the right thing.”
Tired blue eyes met your own before they turned away, telling you with take off that you would talk about it later.
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homecoming weekend: Capture The Flag !!
As the sun begins to set on the west coast, Nemean Lion’s campus begins to welcome more guests into the Demicenter. Visitors with a ticket to Capture The Flag receive a bracelet that allows them entry into the campus’ Arena, a first for the public in Nemean Lion’s history. A magical portal created just for today grants them transportation from the Demicenter to the Arena, as NL takes its precautions and doesn’t allow a chance for them to snoop around other restricted parts of the campus. The bracelets they wear give them access to only the Arena, which shouldn’t be a problem, because who would want to be anywhere else during the main event?
Fit like one of the world’s best arenas, the stands allow for an audience of about 20,000, and today’s event is sold out. The center field is slightly larger than usual, however, and for now sits as flat, grassy turf. There’s a steady roar of the thousands of fans in the Arena, which include most of the demigods and their families in front row seats, here to cheer on their members. NL Administration, including manager and CEO, sit in box seats to watch over the members in their care and make sure this goes well. And just like advertised, the event is televised, and a magically experienced crew are all set up around the Arena, streaming live to millions of devices around the world.
Music and fanfare begins to sound throughout the Arena as the two teams enter the field, led by the two team captains. Falling in line behind captain Theo Choi of Team A are Juniper Johnson, Drew Suh, July Chin, Grace Marshall, Viola Lovera, Ezra Stokes, Narumi Kato, Jesse Garcia, Vera Marshall, James Koo, Minjeong Park, Regan Morgan, Alessio Castellani, Charla Lee, and Axel Green. On the other side stands Team B, comprised of Nick Spencer, Safiye Bennet, Cyrus Tan, Simon Hong, Mira Funetes, Prim Tran, Mayumi Ishida, Stormie Burbank, Tristan Day, Gigi Gautier, Carly Serrano, Pandora Liu, Ace Aguilar, Holly Sharp, and Kennedy Xun all captained by Cynthia Byun.
Once both teams stand ready on either side, Marina gives a cue, and a low rumble echoes throughout the venue. The turf begins to morph before everyone’s eyes, transforming the flat field into a forest landscape, the work of their own extremely skilled manager who’s power most people don’t see too often. Hills and trees begin to cover the distance between the two teams, until neither can see their opponents, a vast forest landscape shrouding each other from view. Clad in armor, donning their weapons, and with abilities at the ready, it’s almost time to begin.
Floating above the open roof of the Arena are honorary white marble thrones gilded in gold. Twelve, to be exact, though they sit empty as they always have on days of events like these, only ever a show of courtesy, a sign of respect to the gods that watch over them. Or, at least, that’s how it’s always been in the past.
An almost imperceptible hum begins to stir in the air, raising the hair of everyone’s arms, and somehow commanding a hush across the stadium. Marina Ren and Daphne Saengmai share a surprised but knowing glance just as light begins to shine bright from the skies. In a golden haze, ethereal figures begin to materialize in the noble thrones above the Arena, though not every seat becomes occupied, as everyone below counts six otherworldly figures. Their faces are somehow shrouded by both shadow and light, features undetectable, and to the mortals they have no idea who is who, only that for almost all of them, they’re in the presence of gods for the very first time. The demigods, however, know the order of those thrones by heart, and know which gods now watch above them.
Demeter. Ares. Apollo. Artemis. Aphrodite. Hermes.
Marina smiles once up at them, takes a steadying breath, then brings her attention back down to the field. She gives the signal, a horn blows, and the game begins.
Team A sprints into action, sending its slew of offensive players into the forest. Theo Choi leads them, weapon in hand, running through the forest to act as the first barrier of defense, and as soon as she finds members from the other team, her sword clashes with Mayumi Ishida, who leads offense as well for Team B.
The Team A captain is flanked by July Chin and Jesse Garcia, who though not heroes, hold their own against Mayumi and her own backup, Mira Funtes, who are unfortunately outnumbered. Besides, this first scrap is only the first defense.
The two huntresses of Team B, Gigi Gautier and Ace Aguilar use their tracking abilities and experience from training with the hunt to dart quickly and quietly through the forest, looking for the easiest pathway to Team A’s red flag for the rest of their teammates, then throw an arrow into the sky as signal. They have to be excellent, after all, their lady is watching.
Their teammates, Safiye Bennet and Stormie Burbank see the signal and begin heading towards the direction, escaping most of the scuffle in the middle of the Arena. Grace Marshall, propelled in higher view with her aerokinesis, catches it too and sends a signal to her own teammate. Ezra Stokes holds a piece of tech in his hands as he runs towards Grace’s signal, the device able to scan for heat signatures and when it picks up the daughter of Aphrodite and daughter of Dionysus heading toward what should be a clear path, they come head to head with him and Viola Lovera, ready for combat.
Thankfully, Simon Hong of Team B had also caught his team’s signal, and darts past them unseen, using his shadow travel for increments at a time. He gets to the clearing of Team A’s flag and then finally to the flagpole itself. He grabs the opponent’s bright red flag, about to step into his shadow travel to get it back to his side of the field, but before he can make it out, gets clothes-lined by Alessio Castellani and a broad-staff, who tries to wrench his team’s flag out from his grasp.
Though her teammate is down, Holly Sharp comes upon the scene and knows the objective is victory and grabs the red flag from Simon, and before anyone can stop her, begins to use her enhanced speed to get out of danger’s way and head back into her team’s direction.
In the middle of the forest, Team A’s Minjeong Park, Vera Marshall, and Regan Morgan are tucked behind tree trunks, peeking out to sling arrows across the way, aimed at the trunks hiding their opponents, Pandora Liu and Tristan Day, who fire arrows back just as quickly.
But when a well-hidden Axel Green conjures up some sunlight in Tristan’s face, the Team B archer misfires, hitting Holly in the thigh on her journey back, and everyone springs into action for the flag in her hand.
When the first member of Team A makes it to the clearing that holds Team B’s blue flag, James Koo finds it unguarded, and foolishly begins to reach for it. But a very quiet-footed and stealthy Carly Serrano pops up from seemingly nowhere and lulls him into a gentle sleep before he can do it. This strategy might’ve continued to work if Narumi Kato hadn’t been expertly observing from the treeline, and dashes in next, knocking Carly to the ground with a well-timed shove before she can stop him from grabbing the blue flag.
However, Nick Spencer also springs from the treeline and races after him into the forest, attempting to protect his team’s flag. The two boys catch each other and parry blows and strikes, and just as Nick is about to take the upper hand, Drew Suh and Charla Lee of Team A help their teammate.
Noticing their teammate is in need, Kennedy Xun joins the fray and attempts to sword fight with the rest of them, but quickly ends up knocked harshly back by Charla, tripping on a tree root and spraining their ankle in the process, down for the count. Nick stops to help his friend, but not before focusing hard on Drew who now has the flag and mind controlling him into dropping it. It works, though thanks to his limits, it also sends him down.
Prim Tran of Team B leaps into view, running towards her team’s blue flag to try to save it, and that’s precisely when Team A’s Juniper Johnson descends like a bat out of hell. Donned in black streaks of war-paint on her cheeks that absolutely no one asked her to wear, she charges terrifyingly towards the blue flag, butting Prim with her shield to block her, and snatches it up, running back in the direction of her team’s field.
She’s a mighty opponent, ditching the shield and brandishing her combat knives like a demon, she makes it past Cyrus Tan who attempts to block her with a wave of water from the small stream she leaps over.
She makes it past the middle of the field where the largest cluster of demigods still fight over the red flag, zipping past, only a passing thought to those in the brawl who don’t notice the royal blue cloth in her clutch.
When she finally hits the clearing, finding almost no one there, she’s nearly victorious. Until, previously hidden in shadow, emerges Cynthia Byun, longsword in hand. Team B’s captain, having been lurking with her umbrakinesis, uses this one last opportunity to keep Team A from winning. Though her opponent is a graduated hero, and this captain is only in training, they exchange blows almost well-matched. Cyntha’s longsword clangs time and time again with Juniper’s combat knives, managing to disarm one of them and slash an clean streak against the daughter of Hecate’s upper arm.
Expending one last feat of strength, Juniper uses some magic to cast up an illusion of shadow, as if she might have duplicated Cynthia’s own power, and it confuses her opponent and shields herself just enough to buy the one second she needs to fake in one direction and the lunge toward the golden flagpole. Cynthia, only allowing herself that one brief moment of doubt, dashes forward with her longsword in the direction she knows Juniper would have chosen, feeling her blade connect on the downstroke with the flesh of Juniper’s leg. But it’s just too far and just too late. Juniper has secured the other team’s blue flag onto the golden pole.
A triumphant horn sounds, and the speakers blare.
“Game! Team A has won this match of Capture The Flag!”
The crowd erupts into roaring cheers, Team A celebrates as Team B accepts the loss, the foliage and terrain of the landscape morphs back into a grassy field as the speakers continue to announce the victory.
Healers begin to jog onto the field, tending to the wounds and injuries of all the players, and Marina has already made her way down, beginning to congratulate and shake the hands of the victors, and thank the defeated team for a job well done.
The cameras pick up the crowd happily cheering in support, the pridefully exhausted faces of all the team members, and Marina’s smiling face thanking everyone for coming out tonight as music continues to sound and confetti falls all around the glamorous Arena. The view of the lens pans up to try to catch a glimpse of the gods above, but apart from a lingering light they leave behind, they’re already gone.
Game well played! Rest up, demigods, enjoy the night with your families, and we’ll see you all for the Homecoming Dance tomorrow!
#nlevent#nlevent003#thank you to everyone who participated and allowed us to write with your badass characters!#gg guys
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I just created an entire demon family...pt1
(aka my demon OCs. All are full demons so only gonna mention it once 👀)
My Demon Lore:
My understanding regarding demons is that not all demons are evil and thus not all tempt human beings to sin. Many simply live their lives peacefully, sometimes even among humans. Many even follow different religions much similar to humans. And of course due to that, the many good ones don’t align themselves with Satan which means they can neither be banished to hell nor does Satan has any jurisdiction over them. These demons are also not repelled by religious artefacts or places of religious worship or just religion in general, especially if they happened to be religious themselves. But no need to worry; these kinds of demons are peaceful for the most part and do not mean anyone any harm unless provoked or threatened. (This understanding comes from the knowledge I have about my religion uwu)
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Winfryd Wright
General:
Full name: Winfryd Wright
Nickname(s): Winnie (by Zinnia), Win
Age: 37
Birthdate: 30th January, Aquarius
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/Him
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Nationality: British-American
Religion: Islam
Relationship status: Single (for now (・ω<) hint: it’s Zinnia, my very first oc)
Occupation: MD / Military Psychiatrist; Medic (previously)
Title/Rank: Doctor / Major
Physical appearance:
Complexion: White
Eyes: Light blue
Hair: Blonde
Height: 6′ 3″
Build/body type: Muscular and well-built
Weight: ~210 lbs / 95 kg
Unique trait(s): Polydactyly; 6 fingers on each hand with the 6th one, the pinky finger, being fully functional
Voice Claim: Jason Isaacs
Family:
Oliver Wright (son)
Zinnia Frost (girlfriend for now >:3)
Peter Wright (paternal uncle)
Wilhelmina “Mina” Wright (paternal aunt)
Anthony Winters (cousin)
Emma Winters (cousin-in-law)
Jody Winters (nephew)
His aunt and uncle don’t have children of their own. They raised Winfryd when his parents passed away when he was a child.
Psychology:
Moral alignment: Chaotic Good
Personality: Ambivert, benevolent, kind, sympathetic, open-minded, patient, polite.
Likes: His family, helping people, keeping a strict doctor-patient confidentiality, terrifying his enemies to death.
Dislikes: Those who harm others especially his family & friends, disorderliness, injustice, inequality.
Demonic Characteristics:
Physical appearance:
(Since no one knows what demons really look like, my headcanon is that demons have two natural forms; their human form and their demon form. And they can willingly switch between those two forms)
Winfryd’s demonic form consists of:
Tough, pale skin.
Black sclera.
A third eye 👁️ - The ones on his hands aren’t always there. They are a product of his shape-shifting abilities.
Extremely sharp teeth; Unfortunately, his teeth remain same even in his human form.
Forked tongue.
Four long tentacle-like appendages protruding from his upper back. (Inspired by one of my favourite characters in MGS4, Laughing Octopus. I just love her design and how she moves :3).
Two black horns (Can’t have a demon without horns uwu).
Claws.
Powers & Abilities:
A very capable psychiatrist.
Proficient at close-quarters combat.
Knowledge in firearms.
Superhuman strength (not superhuman to the extent of superman. imagine Captain America).
Supernatural Durability.
Is religious himself so not repelled by artefacts or places of religion.
Sharper senses.
Accelerated healing.
Pyrokinesis.
Razor-sharp teeth.
Telescopic vision via third eye.
Human possession.
Can use his tentacles to bludgeon, impale, grab and smash or wrap and crush enemies easily. He can use them to climb and hold on to structures, even walls, ceilings etc and even use them for locomotion.
Claws sharp & strong enough to tear apart bodies without breaking or snapping off.
Umbrakinesis: He can generate and manipulate darkness and travel through shadows and phase through matter. Thus he’s untouchable as a shadowy. Can also draw the shadows to him if in dire need of healing,
Very acidic blood. Not exactly a power though... It’s said demons bleed fire since they are created from fire but that felt too over the top so I’ll stick with acidic blood.
Shape-shifting: It’s said that all demons can shape-shift to a limit, being able to take form of other humans & animals but Winfryd takes it to a whole other level. He can shape-shift into anything & when he wants to scare his enemies to death, he either appears in their room at night as a shadow figure or turns into eldritch things like these (an expert in body horror >:3):
All in all, Winfryd is a pretty powerful demon, not invincible but more powerful than most. And many things people use, for example the bible, the cross etc don’t work on him because he’s not a “Satanic demon” so to speak. He’s not repelled by religious things. He can even go inside the church and other places of worship.
Weaknesses/Limitations:
Now, he may be powerful but that doesn’t mean he has no weaknesses:
Can be forced to reveal his demonic form by those who have knowledge on the occult.
Weak against ultrasonic weapons: Since demons have sharper senses than humans, these weapons would affect them more readily and would do a pretty good job of incapacitating them.
Extremely limited shadow manipulation in both total darkness and total light.
Intangible in his shadow form so can’t deal out any physical damage to his oponent.
No wings so can’t fly.
His pyrokinetic abilities weak against water.
Obsessive-compulsive personality disorder (OCPD): a personality disorder that’s characterized by extreme perfectionism, order, and neatness. People with OCPD will also feel a severe need to impose their own standards on their outside environment.
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Oliver Wright
General:
Full name: Oliver Wright
Nickname(s): Ollie (by Zinnia)
Age: 3
Birthdate: 30th March, Aries
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/Him
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Nationality: British-American
Occupation: He’s a baby! >:O
Physical appearance:
Complexion: White; with freckles (cause freckles are cute uwu)
Eyes: Light blue
Hair: Blonde
Height: 2′ 11″
Build/body type: Small toddler
Weight: ~30 lbs / 14 kg
Family:
Winfryd Wright (father)
Zinnia Frost (stepmother; later on uwu)
Peter Wright (great uncle)
Wilhelmina “Mina” Wright (great aunt)
Anthony Winters (uncle)
Emma Winters (aunt-in-law)
Jody Winters (second cousin)
Unknown mother: His mother (also a demon) abandoned him so to speak. When he was born, she wanted to give him away but Winfryd said that he’ll look after the child. That didn’t sit well with her because she never wanted kids and so she made him choose between her and the baby.
(Later on, this would be one of the reasons Winfryd will come to love Zinnia so much. That she treats his child, that’s not even her biological child, like her own.)
Psychology:
Moral alignment: Just a smol bebey.
Personality: A very sweet & well behaved little kid, albeit a bit possessive of his stepmom.
Likes: His stepmom i.e. Zinnia, his dad, his great aunt & great uncle, his cousin Jody, playing with building blocks, candies, cartoons, hugs. Definitely also gonna develop a liking for video games cause of his stepmom :3
Dislikes: Mean people, being yelled at - it scares him qwq, other people hugging or kissing his stepmom even if one of those people happens to be his dad.
Demonic Characteristics:
Physical appearance:
A third eye 👁️, just like his dad.
Yellow eyes.
Tiny lil razor-sharp baby teeth.
Cute lil bat-like wings.
Pointed ears.
Forked tongue.
Two horns (seems to be the right height to ram a person in a certain delicate spot 👀).
Powers & Abilities:
Practically a baby so there aren’t much & those that he has aren’t fully developed yet & thus has no control over them:
Pyrokinesis: Ability to create, shape and manipulate fire. However, since Oliver is so young, he’s unable to control it. For now, it’s affected by his emotions for e.g. if he happens to be feeling frustrated, something nearby will spontaneously light on fire.
Adhesion Manipulation: basically can stick to surfaces, walk on walls, ceilings etc. But doesn’t have full control over it either.
Sharper senses.
Accelerated healing.
Very sharp teeth: Will resort to biting anyone who provokes/threatens him.
Acidic blood.
Telescopic vision via third eye.
Not repelled by artefacts or places of religion.
Weaknesses/Limitations:
Physically, he’s as strong as a normal human child so no superhuman strength.
Weak against ultrasonic weapons.
Can be trapped by those who have occult knowledge/practice. (But seriously, who would want to trap this cute lil kid? :’3).
Powers not yet fully developed.
Wings aren’t big enough to enable him to fly. Can only glide for now.
No claws yet.
His pyrokinetic abilities weak against water.
Is a baby so can’t possess.
Can’t pronounce Rs and Ls very well
Is a lil, innocent baby and must be protected at all costs.
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Peter and Mina Wright
General:
Full names: Peter Wright (left) & Wilhelmina “Mina” Wright (right)
Ages: Peter: 65 & Mina: 60
Birthdates: Peter: 21st March & Mina: 23rd March, Aries
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Genders: Peter: Male & Mina: Female
Pronouns: Peter: He/Him & Mina: She/Her
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Nationality: British-American
Relationship status: Married to eachother ;3
Occupation: Dentists/Farmers (They met at dental school :3)
Physical appearance:
Complexion: Peter: White & Mina: Light Olive
Eyes: Peter: Light blue & Mina: Green
Hair: Peter: Grey & Mina: Blonde
Height: Peter: 6′ 0″ & Mina: 5′ 6″
Build/body type: Thin but lean, I guess? They’re getting old but they’re demons so still fit
Weight: Peter: ~159 lbs/72 kg & Mina: 117 lbs/53 kg
Voice Claims: (TBD)
Family:
Winfryd Wright (nephew): took him in after his parents’ death when he was a child. Treat him more like a son than a nephew.
Zinnia Frost (niece-in-law later on. Think of her as more like a daughter tbh)
Oliver Wright (grandnephew)
Anthony Winters (nephew)
Emma Winters (niece-in-law)
Jody Winters (grandnephew)
Psychology:
Moral alignments: Neutral Good.
Personality: kind, sympathetic, open-minded, patient, polite.
Likes: Their family, showing kindness, helping people, their jobs.
Dislikes: Cruelty, rudeness, inequality.
Demonic Characteristics:
Physical appearance:
Peter: Black wings, two horns, sharp teeth.
Mina: Red wings, red horns, sharp teeth.
Powers & Abilities:
Superhuman strength.
Supernatural Durability.
Sharper senses.
Accelerated healing.
Sharp claws & teeth.
Flight.
Acidic blood.
Human possession.
Weaknesses/Limitations:
Weak against ultrasonic weapons.
Can be trapped by those who have occult knowledge/practice.
Lack telescopic vision.
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Well that’s annoying cause it was long but let me see if I remember everything!
Ok so I had been playing Psychonauts 2 again today for eight hours, and it gave me feels and inspiration! But ignore the other start of that other Psychonauts Au cause I got a better one!
So Nightshade’s my self insert character that I use for most fandoms, and I just change out the backstory and personality a little to fit the fandom right? Well we’re doing it again for this!
Nightshade’s a code name she uses on missions for the Psychonauts, but Esmeray Blackwood is a highly capable and high ranking field agent with a specialty in Umbrakinesis or the ability to control and summon shadows with ones mind.
When she was Ten her parents dropped her off at the Psychonauts summer camp for psychic kids… and never came back for her. She was sitting there waiting on the edge of the road for the parents that would never come. And when it was clear that they weren’t coming, Ford Cruller, the former Grand Head of the Psychonauts and caretaker of the camp, took her poor little Esme in. Ford did the best he could for as long as he could under the circumstances (ten years prior Ford’s mind was completely shattered, resulting in a form of DID or what used to be known as Multiple Personality Disorder.) That was actually when other Agents Sasha Nien and Milla Vodello began to work at the camp as consolers when they weren’t on missions. Milla REALLY took Esme under her wing after that. And Sasha became like this weird nerdy father figure.
Years later, when she was old enough, she began to intern at the Psychonauts, at the behest of Sasha and Milla. Not long after that she was on the fast track to becoming a top notch agent!
Until on one mission where she and her team come in face to face contact with the Organization. A highly dangerous group of psychic terrorists. Nightshade was the only one to walk away from that botched mission. Solely on her Umbrakinesis.
Unfortunately that incident also brought the wrong sort of attention from said Organization.
I gotta add the girls here. More specifically, the twins
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May have forgotten to post this since the derecho hitting my town...Whoops.
Name: Bruce Wayne
Nickname/Alias’: Batman
Titles: CEO of Wayne Enterprises
Species: Human
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Black
Height: 5’ 8” (formerly), 6’ 0” (currently)
Weight: 195 lbs
Gender: Male
Orientation: Heterosexual
Birthday: April 17th, 1914
Timeline
1914- Bruce Wayne is born to Martha and Thomas Wayne.
1923- Thomas and Martha Wayne are killed by Joe Chill in a mugging, leaving Bruce an orphan.
1928- Bruce Wayne graduates high school early.
1931- Bruce Wayne graduates college at 17 and leaves Gotham.
1938- Bruce Wayne secretly returns to Gotham and begins operating as a vigilante.
After being injured by criminals, he debates letting himself bleed out before a bat crashes into his study. Bruce decides to live, and become a bat to scare criminals.
1939- Batman investigates Apex Chemical during a murder investigation. During the investigation, Alfred Stryker falls into a vat of chemicals and is believed dead
First public sighting of Batman
1940- Batman encounters Hugo Strange’s Monster Men and kills them. He realizes that they were innocent people Strange experimented on. Batman vows to never kill again and to never use firearms unless neccessary.
Batman aids other heroes in retrieving the Spear of Destiny from Hitler. He joins the Justice Society of America.
Bruce Wayne adopts Dick Grayson after his parents are killed. Bruce trains Dick to help him get justice for his parents.
First public sighting of Robin
1941- Bruce Wayne and Julie Madison break up when Julie becomes fed up with Bruce’s playboy persona.
Batman and Robin arrest Oswald Cobblepot, exposing his crimes as the Penguin.
First public sighting of the Penguin
1942- District Attorney Harvey Dent has half his face scarred by an assassination attempt. He is driven insane by his reflection.
First public sighting of Two-Face.
1944- Harvey Dent accidentally kills his fiance. He surrenders himself and is treated for his insanity, and plastic surgery is used to heal his face.
1947- Dick Grayson, now an adult, leaves the Robin role and Bruce Wayne after an argument.
1951- Due to the American Government thinking the JSA were secretly communists, they disband.
1952- First public sighting of the second Two-Face (George Blake)
1955- Bruce Wayne marries Selina Kyle in a private ceremony.
1957- Helena Wayne is born to Selina Kyle-Wayne and Bruce Wayne.
1960- Batman aids other heroes in repelling the Appellaxian invasion. He does not join their Justice League.
1961- Batman uncovers evidence that leads to Bill Jensen’s arrest.
1967- Alfred Pennyworth passes away.
James Gordon retires as Police Commissioner, his son Tony Gordon, takes over.
Barbara Gordon saves Bruce Wayne from being kidnapped by Killer Moth
First public sighting of the first Batgirl
1969- The Joker announces his retirement to Batman by robbing several banks and disappearing.
1970- Batman responds to a burglary in ACE Chemicals. A man in a red hood falls into a vat of chemicals and is presumed dead.
1971- Helena Wayne is kidnapped by the League of Assassins
Batman rescues Helena from the League after refusing to become their next leader.
1972- Against her parents wishes, Helena Wayne becomes the new Robin.
First public sighting of Robin II
1977- Helena Wayne, becoming argumentative with her parents, abandons the Robin role and becomes the Huntress
First public sighting of the Huntress
1979- Bill Jensen is released from prison and is granted power by the sorcerer Soul Thief, under orders from a mysterious court, and used his new power to attack Gotham as revenge against Batman.
Batman is killed by Bill Jensen’s overloading power.
2010- The Blackest Night falls from the sky.
Powers and Abilities
Peak Physical Conditioning: Bruce Wayne has trained his body to the limit of human condition. He is as skilled or better than Olympic level athletes and soldiers.
Acrobatics: Bruce is one of the best athletes in the world from his training.
Genius Level Intellect: Bruce Wayne is an incredibly intelligent person. He’s travelled the world and acquired knowledge in medicine, deductive reasoning, military tactics and many more areas of study in order to fight crime in Gotham.
Engineering: Bruce Wayne is a skilled engineer, able to build or disassemble complex machinery even if it’s not his own design.
Investigation: Bruce Wayne is the World’s Greatest Detective for a reason. He is able to notice tiny details that other investigators overlook or miss, and can accurately deduce scenarios whether it’s a murder or a villain’s scheme.
Driving: Bruce Wayne is a skilled driver, able to remain in control of a vehicle moving at high speeds and under attack.
Piloting: Bruce Wayne is a skilled pilot. Able to fly planes and helicopters while under attack.
Weaponry: Bruce Wayne has been taught and mastered many different weapons from swords, staves, escrima sticks, knives, archery, thrown weapons and even firearms.
Martial Arts: Bruce Wayne is a skilled martial artist. He has mastered boxing, jujutsu, taekwondo, ninjutsu and has even developed his own martial art called Bam Pow.
Stealth: Bruce Wayne heavily relies on stealth while crime fighting. He is able to sneak around most people and even some superhumans. He is notable for leaving in the middle of conversations without being noticed.
Intimidation: Bruce Wayne is skilled at intimidating people to get information out of them. His reputation proceeds him in the criminal underworld after years of crime fighting that some people do not need to be prompted by him to give him information.
Escapology: Bruce Wayne has studied how to escape from restraints and various traps he might be locked in.
Equipment
Batsuit: Bruce Wayne created the original Batsuit. Originally made of simple cloth and leather, Bruce added metal pieces of armor underneath the suit to protect him from gunfire and blades. Bruce continued to make improvements to the suit.
Utility Belt: Bruce has a utility belt with the Batsuit that houses all sorts of gadgets and weaponry for him to use in crimefighting.
Batvehicles: Bruce Wayne first created the armada of bat-themed vehicles he and the members of the Batfamily use to fight crime in Gotham and around the world.
Pistol (formerly): Bruce Wayne used to carry a pistol with him as the Batman. Since his encounter with the Monster Men in 1940, he has very rarely used it or any other firearm.
Black Lantern Ring (formerly): The Host must Rise from the Grave for the Blackest Night. This has earned them a Black Lantern Ring:
Reanimation: Black Lantern Rings reanimate their Hosts corpses. They are able to access the Host’s memories and powers they had at the time of death, though the soul of the Host is no longer part of their body.
Black Energy Constructs: Hosts of a Black Lantern Ring can create energy constructs by willing them into existence. Constructs can be manipulated to allow certain people or objects to pass through them, become transparent or opaque, or radiate certain wavelengths like Kryptonite.
Kryptonite Generation: Black Lanterns can have their constructs generate Black Kryptonite if they know the proper wavelength.
Energy Blasts: A Black Lantern Ring can fire blasts of energy. The energy are typically lasers or plasma in nature. The Energy blasts can be attuned to different wavelengths.
Phasing: A Host can phasing through objects they normally cannot pass through, this takes considerable effort and energy from the Ring’s battery.
Universal Translator: Black Lantern Rings will automatically translate spoken word into language the User can understand and translate the words of the User.
Energy Absorption: The Black Lantern Ring can absorb a variety of energies; from technological, magical and alien.
Wormhole Generation: The Black Lantern Ring can allow the Host to enter hyperspace to travel great distances in little time, this takes concentration to maintain the wormhole and emerge unscathed. If multiple Hosts use the same wormhole it becomes easier to maintain.
Regeneration: Black Lantern Rings can completely regenerate their Host so long as the Ring is intact.
Emotional Spectrum Reading: Black Lanterns, being technically reanimated corpses, cannot ‘see’ in a traditional sense. Instead they can see the current emotion Subjects are feeling as colors. Subjects feeling multiple emotions appear as multiple colors. Black Lanterns cannot see those who don’t experience emotions.
Umbrakinesis: Black Lanterns are able to manipulate darkness by generating depleted protons.
Emotion Spectrum Nullification: Black Lanterns can nullify and deplete the energy of other Lantern Rings by manipulating darkness.
Death Charging: Death is their emotion. Instead of normal Power Batteries, Black Lanterns share a collective charge amongst their rings. They increase the charge by killing sentient beings and devouring their hearts. Those who are killed by Black Lanterns are recruited into the Corps to spread Death.
Death Infection: Black Lanterns can infect Subjects, slowly turning the Subject into another Black Lantern.
Peaceful Death Weakness: Those who experienced a peaceful or content death are unable to Rise and become a Black Lantern.
White Light Weakness: Life is the antithesis of Death. Black Lanterns are vulnerable to destruction by White Lanterns, or by two Users of different Lantern Rings.
Earth-96 Story
Batman needs no introduction. Everyone knows who he is and what he does and why. So why am I making this? Because my interpretation is a bit different. The most notable difference is Batman used to kill.
While that’s seems almost sacrilegious, it fits well with his early adventures in comics. He literally throws a man into acid and says it’s a fitting fate for him and he hangs a monster man from the Batplane until he dies. With that second example however, it was an innocent man who wasn’t in control of himself. This will give rise to Batman’s famous “No Killing” and “No Guns” rules.
And, like 99% of the characters in this Universe, there must come an end. I personally like the death of the original Golden Age Batman. A man named Bill Jensen is imprison for a crime he thinks he didn’t commit, so he plots revenge against Batman and Bruce Wayne (who becomes the police commissioner on Earth-Two). He is even granted powers by a sorcerer, which overload when he discovers that Bruce and Batman are the same person, killing them both.
I also wanted to connect Bruce’s death to hold more meaning. Bill Jensen was just some rando, even in the comics. He didn’t exist until the story where he killed Batman. So, who sent the sorcerer to give Bill powers? That’s a story for another time...
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The Apple Doesn't Fall Too Far Various! BNHA x Reader
Prologue
Before we get started:
This idea sprouted from a dream I had. I was a pop star singing RWBY songs and for some reason, Izuku, Todoroki, and Bakugo were there so I just thought I'd put this together. So the songs you sing will be RWBY songs but written by you!
Life was pretty great for you. Your happiness derived from giving young people something to dream about:
Being a hero!
You stood on stage, your DJ playing accordingly, and the people who supported you were cheering in the stands and singing along. It made you feel so important and for all the right reasons too. It was something that was hard getting used to.
It was the middle of the say in the Spring, you were performing the opening song for a music award ceremony. You put on flashy clothes that would be considered cute to you and others but too much to typical adults. You didn’t care. You loved the way you looked and millions all over the world thought so as well.
The song you decided to perform is a single you had been teasing for a while on social media. It was called Neon. You had a bit of an arrogant side that sprouted from being out down all the time when you were in elementary school. This song was taught to everyone who didn’t believe in you.
-Neon by (Y/N) (L/N) actually sung and performed by Jeff Williams ft. Casey Lee Williams-
“We’re all born...with a dream, we wanna make come true.”
Your voice was like an angel’s. If someone didn’t like your looks, your voice made you just as desirable. The way your body moved when you danced, the lustful faces you made when you dragged out your words. Every teenage boy and slightly older men wanted you.
“The best will climb to the top like...the rest will end up like you!”
You pointed vaguely to the crowd, imagining some person that ever said ‘You can’t’
“I bet it’s hard to live with knowing that you’ll never be this fine~ Don’t be distraught, don’t be sad, you give it your best try!”
You rolled and swayed your hips to the pace of your own words. You were the most influential person there! It wasn’t a song to be super proud of, but it came from the heart and you just felt right getting it out. Later that evening you were given another opportunity to perform one of your...less conceited sounding songs. The ones that everyone adored you for.
After the entire ceremony ended, you went home with 2 awards. One of them was “Artist of the Year” and “Video Of The Year” for one of your previous music videos.
Your assistant, Melinda, had taken your awards and kept them safe in the house you and her shared. It was pretty big, but the Butlers and Nannies made it seem a bit crowded. You liked that. It seemed real at home. Like a big family!
“(Y/N)” Melinda called out to you. “Are you sure UA is the school you want to go to? There’s always Shiketsu or Seiai. They’re very good as well! You would fit right-”
“No, Melinda. I’m sure about UA. All Might is teaching there and he inspired me to do what I do now. Plus, Aizawa is there so you know I’ll be protected.” You reassured her.
Melinda frowned. “Yes, I’m aware of the relations but we don’t know what your father could be planning. You talk about going to UA so much in interviews and he’s had to seen at least one of them while locked up.” she continued to explain. “I just want to protect you. Your mother trusted me with keeping you away from him.”
“She trusted Aizawa too.” You remarked, a bit annoyed at her attempt to convince you to go to a different school.
Your father’s quirk was something you didn’t inherit and everyone was glad about that. His quirk was Umbrakinesis. It allows him to control light and shadows. If he were to consume someone with shadows he would be able to control and sway them with ease. It came in handy when he was a Pro Hero but after your mother went missing, he turned to the dark side. When he was arrested, it almost seemed like he wanted it to happen. He would always tell the police that anything that happened involving him was what he wanted.
While being interrogated, he was open about his plans for taking you to the dark side with him. He was proud of the way you turned out and thought your quirk of controlling all elements would fit in nicely for his plans. So, anytime you did anything, you were monitored and so was he.
“Listen, (Y/N), I trust that you know what you’re doing. Just, please, be careful, we can’t risk losing you like we did your mother.”
You smiled. “I know, Melinda. I’m glad you worry about me. I'll be the best hero I can be.”
The next day, you had prepared for your first impression. The students in Aizawa's class were probaby more skilled than you. What if their quirks were stronger and you got singled out like in middle school?!
You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to push away the thoughts of being bullied.
What if they refuse to give you a chance because you're a pampered popstar? That was unavoidable.
“Are you nervous?” Melinda happily questioned, popping her head inside the door of your room. "Haha, just butterflies, is all.” you replied, tugging at the skirt of your uniform.
Melinda giggled. “That's alright. You don't need to be spectacular. You have all year to prove your worth. Just, please, make sure to study. I would hate to have your grades go down the drain.”
“No worries!”
You were escorted into a white armored limousine that went straight to U.A. This made your heartbeat increase. Seeing the monument most called a 'school' got closer and closer.
“When you get in there, go to your class, on time!” Your assistant pleaded. “Yes, I know!” You cringed at her smothering nature as you got out of the limo. “Thank you!” You waved goodbye to Melinda and your chauffeur before running inside the school.
Kids in the hallways stopped everything they were doing to see if it were the real you or if it were some lookalike or a copycat quirk, but you paid no mind. You followed the numbers until you got to the classroom: 1-A
When you stood on your tippy-toes, you were able to see Aizawa, looking as bored and unamused as ever, teaching a class. You knocked on the door and waved to him through the cloudy glass when he turned your way.
At the sight of you, you were able to see he visible sighed, looking even more exhausted.
“Come on in...” You heard his deep muffled voice through the door.
You mustered up all the courage you had inside of you to prevent you from running away. Your anxiety levels were at an all-time high. You felt more relaxed on stage.
You finally opened the door and walked over next to Aizawa. You avoided eye contact with everyone but smiled at Aizawa in particular.
“Jeez, you're more awkward than I remember.” He mumbled, retreating into his yellow sleeping bag. “Okay, everyone, this is (Y/N) (L/N). I'm pretty sure you all know who she is. She will be joining us in our hero course, so don't treat her any different just because you know who she is.” He told his class.
It was a moment of silence in the room. You held your breath, scanning the classroom of their reactions, expecting there to be negative ones but everyone began freaking out!
“Wow!” A boy with dark green hair eyes lit up. “I have notes about you!” he then began blushing and sweating. “But, uh, I know that much sound weird but All Might's mentioned in an interview that he thinks your music is a good cause so I decided to check it out and it's really good so I just thought you shoul-” his rambling was completely cut off by a short purple haired boy leaping out of his seat to touch you.
“Your body is much more amazing in person!” His eyes had hearts in them and drool flew out of his mouth as he talked. He reminded you of those fans who didn't have respect from themselves.
“Leave her alone, Mineta!” A kawaii brown haired girl with puffy cheeks commanded the male. A red-haired boy with shark teeth got up and grabbed the small student before he could get any closer. “Sorry about that,” he said “I haven't heard your music but I heard you're the real deal!”
“Haha, yeah, I guess.” You giggled sheepishly, scratching the back of your head.
A black-haired boy that looked like he had a tape holder for elbows was equally as surprised. He looked around for any sign that this was fake only to see his female classmate ecstatic at the sight of you.
“Yao-momo? You good?” He questioned, examining her face to see it was in pure ecstasy.
A tall male with glasses stood up tall. “Calm down everyone! We must treat her like we would any other student.”
“Calm down? I don't even know who this girl is” A blonde-haired boy with a spiky hairstyle spoke out loud. He had a clear 'don't care' attitude.
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CELESTINO CIELOS (MORPHEUS)
“I like the night. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars.”
― Stephenie Meyer
[ sean teale, cismale, he/him, unknown ] Whenever I hear RUTHLESS by THE MARIAS it always makes me think of CELESTINO CIELOS. They have been so GENEROUS & ENERGETIC, but occasionally they have gotten a little bit STUBBORN & IDEALISTIC during their TWO YEARS in Evergreen Parrish. They currently work as a LATE NIGHT RADIO HOST, a strangely fitting job for a DAIMON (MORPHEUS, CONTROLLER OF DREAMS). A DOM, they never tried to hide that they were HOMOSEXUAL. HANDS REACHING UP TO THE SKIES, TEARS FALLING AT ANOTHER’S ANGUISH, WAKING UP WITH THE SUN, HOPE-FILLED EYES are pretty much their calling card, and that fits perfectly with their role as a RESIDENT in the parrish.
tino isn’t sure when exactly he was born, but stories say he was created to give mortals hope to fight towards. as a young boy he would grant humans pleasant visions while they slept, giving them a rested feeling when they woke and enough happiness to last the day. eventually he learned how to do it while they were awake as well, but would only use this when they were very unhappy with their surroundings but were still relatively safe to daydream.
not long after he was born, as in minutes, his brother caelum (epiales) was born. while they share the same powers, his brother’s seemed to do the very opposite and created nightmares. they thought something was wrong at first, but they eventually learned that it was a good tool to use on mortals who were feeling guilty or needed to be punished.
celestino likes believing that things are relatively always good in the mortal world and falls apart when he’s reminded that this isn’t the case. he purposefully forgets all the bad that has happened and focuses on what good can come. it’s the nature of his powers and of himself as an individual.
sometimes while he is giving someone a dream he will remember the bad stuff and will no longer be able to continue the dream, so his brother takes over to let him rest. this is what happens when a dream becomes a nightmare.
he and his brother hardly interacted with mortals on a personal basis and so, tino has very little knowledge of how the mortal world actually works. he’s learning little by little and was actually glad when his brother asked if they could stop in the parish to rest.
powers
oneirokinesis: ability to control, interact with, and walk through dreams (in any form he chooses)
hypnokinesis: ability to control sleep patterns (deep sleep induction and disturbance)
astral projection: the ability to separate one’s spirit from one’s body
umbrakinesis: the ability to manipulate the dark
the unique ability to put his own brother to sleep and stop all nightmares across the universe for the time being (once a week if chosen to do so)
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𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄 : 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄 , 𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐀.
name : octavia blake.
age : eighteen
siblings : bellamy blake
parents : aurora blake ( deceased ) , unknown father hades , god of the underworld
status : year round camper , self appointed CTF champion.
appointed cabin : cabin twelve
abilities ,
ADHD : like most demigods , octavia possesses supernatural reflexes and senses that she uses to analise a target or enemy.
DYSLEXIA : octavia’s brain was hardwired to read ancient greek instead of modern languages. this was also partly due to her mother’s and brother’s obsessions with anciety greek myths and stories.
NECROMANCY : as a daughter of hades , octavia is able to control the dead. this means :
being able to summon as well as banish the dead.
destroy skeleton warriors
communicate telepathically with ghosts
command the dead to follow her orders
release souls
turn people into ghosts
sense death
physically touch ghosts
summon ghosts from the dead
GEOKINESIS : as a daughter of hades , octavia has control over the earth and stones. this is less powerful than her father’s control , but something she is still new to.
UMBRAKINESIS : octavia , like her father , has control over darkness and shadows. significantly less control than hades has , but she is able to make a room pitch black and make shadow creep in to disoreintate her enemy.
DARK INFERNAL PYROKINESIS : this is a weak power for octavia and one that 9 times out of 10 , doesn’t work. but when it does , she can produce black hellfire which is said to be ten times more destructive than actual flames.
PHOBINKINESIS : although her father has devine power over fear , octavia has some grasp upon it as well. she uses this mainly to intimidate those around her , or to heighten her rival’s phobia’s ( which she does a lot just for a laugh ).
SHAPESHIFTING : hades hardly utilizes this ability and because of that , nor does octavia. why shapeshift when you’re the god of death ? why pretend to be something else when you possess such divine power from your father ? ( in actuality , octavia isn’t even sure she can shapeshift , but she’ll say she can to look cool )
talents ,
since arriving at camp half blood , octavia has been rather active upon the training grounds. her weapon of choice is the sword , but has been caught training with a bow and arrow. she’s known to get a little carried away when sparring with another demigod , often not yeilding even when her rival is begging her to. this has been brought to chiron’s attention several times.
octavia is also quite the cross country star. she’s an active girl, always had been since a young age. not only is running something that calms her , but it was something she decided to keep up in order to stay ahead of those that wanted her dead.
due to being hidden since a baby , the brunette is also good at hiding if she needs to. although the though demenour , octavia blake was still a child - young and afraid. if hiding was what was going to keep her safe , you best bet she was going to do it.
biography ,
octavia was born to aurora blake on a cold evening on the living room floor of her apartment. she recalls bellamy telling her that the news played in the background , a report of a natural disaster being read to the millions of viewers. however , he wasn’t paying attention, as moments after she was born , he was soothing her cries. a bond that could never be broken between siblings.
however , aurora never treated octavia in the same manner she treated bellamy. every knock on the door , the young blake was forced to hide away from the visitor. forced to watch through closet doors as friends came and went , all passing through without knowing of her existence. when questioned , aurora would explode into fits of anger , telling octavia that it was for her own good. she never uderstood why she wasn’t allowed to go to public school , or make friends , rendering her mother a villian in her story.
she was young when bellamy left. she wouldn’t be able to recall how young exactly , but she could recall the lonliness that set in without him around. it was dark without her big brother to keep her safe and to hold her hand when she had nightmares. she found herself staying awake to recite stories he used to tell her in order to feel somewhat close to him. what she does remember is seeing something that night that would stick with her - a feathered lady with talons for toes. her wings outstretched as she crashed through her window. her instincts told her to hide , and she did. breath slowing so to not give away her position. the creature soon departed and as soon as her mother returned from work, octavia told her what had happened. she had half expected her not to believe such a story , but instead , aurora was packing their belongings and rushing octavia to her car. that night , the night she lost bellamy , she was whisked away from the only place she had felt safe.
for the next few years , octavia and aurora would come and go from place to place. and each place , trouble followed. while only speaking to bellamy a few times a day through her mother’s phone , creatures octavia had only heard from the stories bellamy had told her before bed kept showing up , atempting to kill them. and for years , they evaded them . . . until one winters night. snow was thick upon the ground , aurora had gone off the road , leading octavia somewhere unknown. the young girl was scared , but if they did not stick together , they’d both die. aurora babbled about a camp that would keep her safe , a camp that were for people like her , but it confused her even more. and although she wished for bellamy to be with them , even the thought of him brought this violent annoyance to the front of her brain - he abandoned them. it was then , while fighting the incoming storm , octavia was forced to run away from her mother. harpies tore aurora to shreds right in front of her eyes. bleary eyed and absolutely terrified , she ran and ran , unsure of what direction to go. i want to go home. i want to go home. take me home. it played like a mantra in her mind.
the cold soon got to octavia , leaving her shivering and begging for warmth. it was there she curled up in the snow and awaited death , for that was all that she would accept. when she awoke , she was surrounded by faces she didn’t know and smells she’d never smelt. an older man smiled down at her , and it took her a moment to realise his body was not that of a man , but as a horse. barely turned thirteen , octavia found a new home at camp - half blood and reunited with her big brother . she was quickly claimed by hades and placed into cabin twelve. five years down the line , she’s still struggling with the death of her mother , the fear of the harpies and her temper. she avidly wanders into the underworld for a chat with her father though and the pair are quite close. bellamy keeps her centered , he is her light in a dark day - he keeps the urges away , the counterweight on a tipping scale that kept her balanced.
common phrases ,
‘ what the fuck ! ‘ ( this can be in the form of a sentence or a statement of iritation )
‘ are you taunting me? do you want to see your dead grandmother edna? ‘ ( more common than you’d think )
‘ excuse me ! do you know who my dad is ? ‘ ( yeah , she’s that person )
‘ bellamy blake is a ray of fucking sunshine. take it back or i’ll beat you to hell. ‘
connections ,
children of hades
bellamy blake , child of ares - big brother
echo azgeda , daughter of athena - rival through loyalty to bellamy
cerburus - her big fluffyball in hell
#gv. camp halfblood#long post /#this got extremely long like .. woah#this is likely to change due to plotting with ida / if ida wants to change anything c:
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It's still technically Christmas so Merry Christmas
As our Christmas gift, we present an MHA and Drrr!! Crossover
Izaya Orihara: notitia
So with Izaya being an informant, we figured his quirk needs to have something to do with information. So in his quirk he starts talking to you and without you realizing it, you start spilling valuable information to him. It was brought to my attention that it should be verbal based, so thats why he needs to start a conversation in order for it to work. I think it fits pretty nicely with my son.
Shizuo Heiwajima: vending machine
Okay, so the obvious choice would have been to make his strength his quirk, right? But we thought it was funnier if he still had his strength, but it wasn't his quirk. Instead he summons vending machines from his rage. It's similar to Momo's quirk, but instead of fats, it's literally his rage that he uses to create vending machines. I can just imagine a scene where everyone is wondering how a quirk with vending machines is useful until BAM he is pelting you with them.
Celty Sterluson: Umbrakinesis
We went a little obvious with this one, but quirks really do be like that sometimes. So I feel like this is self explanatory. Shadow manipulation. We decided that since it's a crossover that she wouldn't be a dullahan in the other universe. I'm sorry.
Anri Sonohara: Demon Sword
I know, we aren't letting Celty be a dullahan, but we will keep Saika? How dare. But we just felt that the demon sword was still more with MHA than Celty being a dullahan. So with her quirk, if you've seen Durarara!! Anri has a snazzy sword named Saika that she pulls from her body and can be used to create daughter Saika's really similar to zombies really. Anri would be a terrifying villain, but she's a good child.
Mikado:
We couldn't think of a creative name for his quirk, but oh well. With his quirk, he can build websites at the speed of sound. With the Dollars and stuff in Durarara!!, We figured his quirk being technology based would fit him best!
We haven't thought of any Hero names yet so feel free to give some suggestions.
Merry Christmas!
#durarara#durarara!!#drrr mikado#drrr shizuo#drrr izaya#drrr#durarara celty#celty sturluson#celty#izaya orihara#durarara izaya#orihara#orihara izaya#shizuo#shizuo heiwajima#durarara shizuo#mikado ryugamine#mikado#drrr anri#Anri Sonohara#durarara anri#mha#mha crossover#my hero academia#boku no hero academia#cross over#headcanon#bnha
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Task IV || Salem
Guild Member Name: Salem
Face Claim: Michelle Pfeiffer
Age: 60 ( 21 When she joined the Guild )
Species: Human
Powers & Abilities: Witchcraft and Umbrakinesis
Backstory: Helen Kincaid, or better known by her alter ego name Salem to the rest of the public, was the last of a line of witches established in Colonial Massachusetts whose powers are the culmination of generations of successors. At a young age, she honed her witchcraft to the point of overconfidence, and in her hubris and ambition, accidentally cursed herself while attempting an incredibly advanced and difficult spell from her family’s Book of Shadows.
The effects weren’t obvious at first. In fact, it took other witches in the coven noticing that the darkness would shimmer around her and that there wasn’t something quite right with her own shadow not moving exactly as she would, like it had a mind of its own. The shadows weren’t anything the other witches in their coven had dealt with before. This coupled with her already quickly growing magical powers only served to make her a pariah by branding her as a bad and dangerous omen sent from the gods.
It wasn’t long after that when she decided that her powers were better used in practice than wasted in secret in a small town in New England, knowing that if anything, her spite would fuel her into success. Like that, she packed her bags and found work in the city at one of the oldest establishments, the Witch’s Brew tavern… how fitting. The streets of Newhaven were a new training ground for her, and the people who aided in it’s decline were her new subjects to experiment her still developing powers.
Giving herself the name of Salem and feeling incredibly clever and pleased with herself in doing so, Helen spent time instead learning to control and refine her gifts, old and new by practicing on criminals plaguing the city… and on some occasions, taking the spoils for herself. After all, moving from a small town into a place like Newhaven wasn’t cheap, and working behind the counter at Witch’s Brew Tavern was only barely putting food on the table. Eventually her efficient work was noticed by another group of gifted individuals who knew that despite her rather unorthodox way of helping those in need, she would be an asset to their team.
Salem was reluctant to be such an integral part of a team at first. She was still learning the extent of her powers, and they seemed to place a lot of trust in her that she’d only experienced once before from the people from her home who pushed her away. Being happy to be a part of something bigger, and more selfishly, to spite those who told her she could only amount to something evil, Salem committed herself to the Guild’s success. She started making herself a useful saboteur. Her spells and potions could be used to help and buff her teammates while her curses and brews could be used to hinder the enemy. These avenues were more towards “death by a thousand cuts” route. When she wanted to be more direct and personally effective, Salem would tap into her more potent spells and hexes. This coupled with her newer shadow traversal and abilities put her on a “secret weapon” tier among the other members of the Guild, though she appreciated more when it was her decision rather than something the other heroes could exploit.
After decades of work, the responsibilities began to take its toll on her, and there are some things that witchcraft couldn’t fix within herself. Salem was like an atomic bomb waiting to explode, and Helen wasn’t sure how long she could keep the fuse unlit for with so much of her power brimming to the surface. She took a step away from the guild, deciding instead to give her powers time to rest. While this worked for the most part, there was a part of her powers that weren’t settling well with inactivity. The Shadow Curse she accidentally bestowed upon herself needed sating or she feared it would have dire consequences and pull her back into the life she happily stepped down from. The solution was simple… the curse wasn’t designed to be broken, but passed along… all she needed to do was find someone with strong conviction that matched hers so long ago when she moved to the city. Someone who could handle it’s burden along with its gifts, who’s will and spirit wouldn’t be broken enough to let what sinister evil lie dormant take over…
Moral Alignment: Neutral Good
Signature Move: The Marionette is a move in which Salem uses her shadow to fuse or interact with a targets shadow in order to control their movements. Which this can be debilitating to those of weak will and strength, it’s only useful if her own shadow is prominent, and can affect multiple targets at once with the right amount of concentration. The marionette can only control motor functions, so the shadow abilities alone couldn’t make one’s heart simply stop beating or lungs fail. Her other magical powers and spells however could be used in tandem for this, making her one of the most dangerous and potentially sinister members of the guild.
Extra Info:
She is now the owner of Witch’s Brew Tavern... if a character were to go there, chances are she’d be the one serving drinks and cleaning up. You know... if they wanted.
Salem’s color scheme is black, violet, and green.
Her sigil is a green eye on a black field with three prongs coming from the top.
How Soon Is Now? - The Smiths
Her Arch Nemesis is Templar, a self-righteous villain who seeks to cleanse the world of sin on his own super-powered crusade trying to remake the world the world into what he thinks will be a sinless paradise. He quotes the Bible a lot to fit his own narrative. He’s an asshole who like her, has his powers and entity passed down as he is always on the hunt for witches and other things he deems unholy.
She didn’t have her shadow powers to help with the invasion, but she did participate in her usual way with spells, potions, and wards.
Yes, she is absolutely who you think she is.
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tws: miscarrige mention, murder, abuse
Have you ever noticed that Sara Montgomery who’s connected to MARVEL’S MUTANTS looks a lot like KSENIA SOLO? But SHE also goes by NYX. Having the ability to/of UMBRAKINESIS sure makes them a force to be reckoned with. Rumour has it they are 25 and is working as a COLLEGE STUDENT/WAITRESS
Sara was the product of an affair between her mother and a guy that worked with her husband. Because of that she was barely acknowledge by the family. To the outside world she didn’t exist, the pregnancy and absence of the child explained by miscarriage. At first it wasn’t that bad. As a baby she looked like her mother but as she got older it was clear that she didn’t share the same father as her siblings. She was constantly called a mistake by people she considered her parents and bullied by her oldest brother.
Since she wasn’t allowed to leave the estate she was unable to go to school like a normal child so she was home schooled. The teacher was someone that was paid off and that was the only time she ever seen anyone outside of the family.
She spent so much time in the bedroom by herself her powers developed before she was a teenager. She had grown tired of her brother bullying her and in a fit of anger she covered the house in darkness before attacking him. After that he left her alone but she knew that she wasn’t wanted in the house. It wasn’t the first time she tried to run away but it was the last. After the beating she was moved into the basement only seeing people when her teacher came or when she was brought food.
Spending so much time in the basement she started to read more and listen to music. Those became her escape tactics so she wouldn’t have to think about being alone and unwanted. She also explored her powers as they grew.
One day after her teacher left she noticed that the door was left open. Curiousity took over as she made her way upstairs. The feeling of freedom and relief overcame her and without any regret she killed her parents. She would have killed her brother as well if he was home. But she was able to cast suspicion onto him. She took enough money to start anew.
She decided to give herself a new name and picked a city far away to start over with. She meet a few people that were willing to help her in exchange for getting rid of some problems for them. Once again she felt no regret in the killings and continued even after they held up their end of the deal.
Now that she’s become more established on her own she doesn’t work for them as much. She’s decided to go to college even though she isn’t sure what she wants to study and has gotten a job as a waitress. She isn’t much of a people person and is still learning the right way to act around others.
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