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D.U.D.E Bios: Damian Lum / Damien Lucifarian (2021)
The King of Hell Damien Lucifarian
Same pic as Damien has not changed at all
The Leader of the group and an incredibly strong and strategic leader, Damian has what it takes to lead the girls into battle, and who he needs to control those who refuse his charm. But he also has his flaws, flaws which could easily cause his downfall, and he's made a lifelong enemy of Eddie Kingston.
"If you agree to this plan, I'll keep you alive."
Name
Full Legal Name: Damian Reginald Lum
First Name: Damian
Meaning: From the Greek name 'Damianos', which was derived from Greek 'Damazo' meaning 'To Tame'
Pronunciation: DAY-mee-an
Origin: English, Polish, Romanian, Dutch
Middle Name: Reginald
Meaning: From Reginaldus, a Latinized form of Reynold
Pronunciation: REHJ-ie-nald
Origin: English
Surname: Lum
Meaning: From the name of towns in England called 'Lumb', probably from Old English 'Lum' 'Pool'
Pronunciation: LUH-mb
Origin: English
Alias: The King of Hell, Damien Lucifarian
Reason: As a Christian, Damian would prefer to call himself 'The King of Hell' rather than 'The Devil'
Nicknames: Damo
Titles: Mr
Characteristics
Age: 61
Gender: Male. He/Him Pronouns
Race: Human
Nationality: British
Ethnicity: White
Birth Date: August 2nd 1959
Symbols: The Leviathan Cross, The Colour Grey
Sexuality: Straight
Religion: Christian
Native Language: English
Spoken Languages: English, Spanish, French, Latin, Hebrew
Relationship Status: Married (3rd Wife)
Astrological Sign: Leo
Theme Song: 'Sympathy For The Devil' - The Rolling Stones (1977-2015), 'Heaven Knows' - The Pretty Reckless (2015-)
Voice Actor: Hugh Laurie
Geographical Characteristics
Birthplace: Blackburn, Lancashire, England
Current Location: Unknown
Hometown: Blackpool, Lancashire, England
Appearance
Height: 6'5" / 195 cm
Weight: 260 lbs / 117 kg
Eye Colour: Ice Blue
Hair Colour: Jet Black
Hair Dye: Dyes his roots and grey hairs black
Body Hair: Shaven when wrestling
Facial Hair: Clean Shaven
Tattoos: (As of Jan 2021) 11
Piercings: Lobe Piercings (Both)
Scars: None
Health and Fitness
Allergies: None
Alcoholic, Smoker, Drug User: Smoker, Social Drinker
Illnesses/Disorders: None
Medications: None
Any Specific Diet: None
Relationships
Allies: (As of Jan 2021) Vi Lucifarian, Billie Lucifarian, Geia Lucifarian, Honey Lucifarian, Eli Lucifarian, Sara Lucifarian, Yeray Marino, Flo Marino, Bano Marino, Judi Marino, Rino Marino, Nat Marino, Mac Marino, Ros Marino, Zac Marino, 'Monster' Mike, Sakurako, Ash Thunder
Enemies: (As of Jan 2021) Kirby Kingston, Eddie Kingston, The Rhydderch Family, Jon Moxley, Homicide
Friends: (As of Jan 2021) None
Colleagues: The AEW Locker Rooms / Too Many To List
Rivals: Evil Uno, Penta Oscuro, Malakai Black
Closest Confidant: Nicole Lum
Mentor: Rhodri Rhydderch
Significant Other: Nicole Lum (57, Wife, Née Yap)
Previous Partners: Marion Kay (63, Ex-Wife), Linda May (60, Ex-Wife)
Parents: Adam Lum (82, Father), Eve Lum (83, Mother, Née Fry)
Parents-In-Law: William Yap (77, Father-In-Law), Henrietta Yap (78, Mother-In-Law, Née Rye)
Siblings: Maximus Lum (59, Brother), Arnold Lum (56, Brother), Xenophon Lum (53, Brother)
Siblings-In-Law: Matilda Lum (60, Maximus' Wife, Née Ash), Solange Lum (57, Arnold's Wife, Née Fay), Natalie Lum (54, Xenophon's Wife, Née Aue), Dream Ford (54, Natalie's Sister, Née Yap), Arlo Ford (55, Dream's Husband), Cyril Yap (51, Natalie's Brother), Zona Yap (52, Cyril's Wife, Née Gill), Bristol Gage (48, Natalie's Sister, Née Yap), Yahweh Gage (49, Bristol's Husband)
Nieces & Nephews: Too Many To List
Children: Viola Nye (42, Daughter, Née Lum), Ulysses May (39, Son), Wanda Ott (36, Daughter, Née Lum), Tristan Lum (33,Son), Xavia Aaron (30, Daughter, Née Lum), Sullivan Lum (27, Son), Yasmine Lum (24, Daughter), Roger Lum (21, Son), Zella Lum (18, Daughter)
Children-In-Law: Quentin Nye (43, Viola’s Husband), Kestrel May (40, Ulysses’ Wife, Née Coy), Heath Ott (37, Wanda’s Husband), Gardenia Lum (34, Tristan’s Wife, Née Day), Titus Aaron (31, Xavia's Husband)
Grandkids: Adam Nye (22, Grandson), Paulette Nye (19, Granddaughter), Benjamin Nye (16, Grandson), Olivia Nye (13, Granddaughter), Charles Nye (10, Grandson), Earl May (19, Grandson), Jane May (16, Granddaughter), Flint May (13, Grandson), Imogen May (10, Granddaughter), Magnolia Ott (16, Granddaughter), Laurence Ott (13, Grandson), Naomi Ott (10, Granddaughter), Daisy Lum (13, Granddaughter), Vance Lum (10, Grandson)
Great Grandkids: None
Wrestling
Billed From: The Underworld
Trainer: None
Managers: None
Wrestlers Managed: The Lucifarian Sisters
Debut: 1977
Debut Match: Damien Lucifarian VS Yorath Rhydderch. Damien won by pinfall.
Retired: N/A
Retirement Match: N/A
Wrestling Style: Technician
Stables: The Lucifarian Family (1999-)
Teams: Post
Regular Moves: Body Scissors, Double Leg Takedown, European Uppercut, Frog Splash, Headbutt, Moonsault, Belly to Back Suplex, German Suplex, Sleeper Hold
Finishers: Seventh Circle (Double Ankle Lock), Keylock
Refers To Fans As: The People, The Peasants, My Loyal Subjects
Extras
Backstory: Damian has been divorced twice but is married to Nicole Lum and has been so for thirty-six years. Damian has been a wrestler since he was eighteen and married Viola’s mother, Marion, when he was nineteen. He has a total of nine kids, but only Viola wrestles. He got the idea of being the King of Hell when Viola started working with him, when she was twenty, from rereading the bible while drunk and asking Viola if she was his pride and joy. She jokingly replied 'I’m definitely your pride’.
Trivia: Nothing of note so far.
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Roma and Leviathan || Descent of the Drowned
Names were for people who considered each other equals. She and the Firawn's son would never be equal.
#descent of the drowned#ana lal din#leviathan blackburn#roma#roma x leviathan#roma x levi#literature#bookedit#litedit#booksociety
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— the descent of the drowned headers
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#leviathan blackburn#leviathan blackburn headers#leviathan blackburn header#roma the descent#the descent of the drowned headers#the descent of the drowned header#the descent of the drowned#ana lan din#book headers#book header
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Promises of
A thousand things that she believes the Demon Prince to be, and a thousand times he proves her wrong.
(Diavolo/F!Reader)
Promises of a painful, slow death is what she believes he’ll give her, but a radiant smile dispels her fears. With liquid ambrosia for eyes and vermillion-struck hair, she’s never seen someone so intimidating, so contrary.
“I hope your year in the Devildom is a great one!” the stranger chirps, loud and booming, and friendly.
“Thank you,” is all she manages.
Promises of a scornful, prideful visage is what she believes is his flair, but he bears no ill-will towards the hubris of humanity. A thousand lights splayed below the balcony, a gaze set onto the distant future, graced by the soft glow of hope, he tells her that he wishes for peace, more than anything.
“Don’t all you demons despise us?” she piques and he laughs deeply, sonorous in the never ending darkness.
“Maybe, but I,” and he turns to look at her with a gentleness that she’s never thought to find in a hell-spawned man, “I find human souls, flawed as they are, beautiful.”
Promises of friendship is what she believes would be the farthest thing possible, but when he calls her in invitation to see the black roses blooming in his greenhouse, she finds that maybe, it isn’t the most far-fetched situation.
“Look!” he exclaims excitedly, pointing towards a small bird, tufted in crimson, its winding onyx tail fluttering as it perches itself on the flower’s stem. “It’s a black-tailed canary. It’s a bird native to the Devildom.”
“How pretty,” she comments, watching the bird fixate its beady eyes on her before it takes off into flight.
Lord Diavolo chuckles beside her. “Seeing such lovely things up close really does lift my spirits,” he murmurs in awe, in wonder, underscored by a melancholia she can’t quite fathom.
In response, she presses her hand on his shoulder, humming in agreement; he simply smiles.
Promises of gold is what she believes would catch his fancy, but his curiosity lies in the fleeting moments caught in polaroids. From swirling pink blossoms to the grin of an aquarium’s beluga, to the cascading reds of a maple autumn and a white winter’s falling snow; he finds joy in all these.
“This is my favourite,” he notes fondly and she leans over to look at the object of his attraction. It is the simple snapshot of a summer daybreak, the first light of dawn. “The sun never rises here in the Devildom, so I’ve always been curious about it. Your world’s truly blessed.”
How the Underworld’s Prince is so much of an optimist, she’d probably never know, but it warms her to see him so full of life.
When he passes the picture back to her, she shakes her head and, with more than a little uncertainty, presses her fingers against his hand.
“Keep it,” she insists. “Consider it a gift for the hospitality you’ve shown me.”
Promises of an uneventful night is a relatively easy feat, she believes, but the seven brothers prove her wrong when she’s crowned the guest of honour. They shower her with neatly wrapped gifts, words of gratitude and a group hug so earnest it moves her to tears.
They take turns dancing with her tonight, seven brothers gliding through seven different musical pieces. Mammon steps up into a bold, thrilling hustle; Leviathan sways with unusual confidence in a jazzy foxtrot; Satan twirls her into a fittingly passionate tango; Asmodeus sweeps her around in an excelsior schottische; Beelzebub rounds a blustering, grinning quickstep; Belphegor drifts into a draping, dreamy carousel and Lucifer, unsurprisingly, leads her gracefully into a viennese waltz.
What does surprise her, however, is when the Prince comes up to her, requesting her for a dance. “If you’re not too tired, of course.”
She smiles and places her hand atop his, letting his fingers curl around hers. “No, it would be my honour,” is all it takes for him to capture her breath in a slow, seamless waltz that lasts a beat longer than it should.
Promises of a shrinking distance isn’t what she foresaw, but he is insistent in having her company, which she, admittedly, isn’t too bothered about. He greets her jovially when he meets her in front of AkuDonald’s, dressed down in a maroon Oxford shirt and beige khakis, a pair of shades completing his look; she wonders if that’s his way of avoiding attention.
As they both stand in line, he strikes up polite conversation, questioning her how she’s been, how her classes are going, how she’s finding RAD and the seven brothers, and she is, quite frankly, genuinely surprised by how much she’s come to enjoy the entire affair. He’s about to answer when they hit the front of the line, a tired looking demon snippily asking for their order.
Like always, she goes for the fried shadow goose AkuBurger, the six-pack AkuGizzards and a blushberry slushie. He takes a little more time deciding, but eventually settles for the Hellfire DoubleAkuBurger and a Blackburn coffee before he insistently pays for their meal. Tipping her head down in thanks, she takes the tray and leads him towards a relatively private corner in the joint where he tucks into his lunch undisturbed.
“Do you come here often?” he prompts and she shrugs, swallowing her food down.
“Enough,” she responds. “The food here is generally safe for me to not die from.”
He chuckles. “Not a fan of Devildom cuisine?”
“Just not nearly as bold to eat something with ‘Double Poison’ tacked onto it,” she explains. Catching him eyeing her gizzards, she picks one up in between her fingers and offers it to him. “They’re good.”
Leaning forward, without so much of a warning, he takes it from her hand with his teeth and she stiffens, embarrassed, unsure if he’s being serious or just messing with her, or if he’s just dense.
“You’re right,” he answers, happily smiling as he licks his lips, “they are.”
She tries not to think about it too hard, simply nodding in agreement before they pass the rest of the time with small-talk, light banter and the never-ending cringe of dad jokes so terrible she has to laugh at each one. Once they’ve finished and exited the premises, he thanks her for her time today, smiling as he always does.
“I had a lot of fun,” she gladly admits, to which he hums, pleased.
“I did, too,” he reciprocates and then, a little less playfully, a little more seriously, “If it’s alright with you, let me walk you home.”
“You don’t -“
“I want to,” he assures, insists. “I enjoy your company and I’d like us to spend more time together.”
She warms at his boldness, more evident today than any other, at the way he tentatively reaches for her hand in consent, in invitation, and she accepts it with a nod. With a smile that crinkles his eyes and a careful hold, he leads her back to the House of Lamentation.
Promises of constant contact is something she’s sure he isn’t one to keep, especially given his consistently packed schedule, but when she’s back in the Human World, her D.D.D rings most often with his name.
He fills her days with updates on work, on Lucifer’s increasingly baggy eyes, lamenting at how much less bright the Devildom is without her.
“You’re being dramatic,” she chuckles as she picks up a carton of eggs. “It’s not that bad.”
“No, it is,” he implores with a huff. “The brothers miss you, including Lucifer, even if he denies it. Teasing him is no fun anymore,” he protests and she clicks her tongue at him. There’s a pause before a sigh, then, “I’m not being honest here.”
“No?”
“No,” he repeats; “I miss spending my time with you, I miss being able to see you, I miss talking to you in person. I miss you; I miss you a lot.”
She runs her fingers through her hair and oh, fuck, he really shouldn’t spring these things onto her. She’s sure he can hear her heart over the phone when it’s this loud.
Tightening her grip on the trolley’s handle, she responds with an, “I miss you, too.”
Promises of staying away are best upheld because they’re the smarter option, the safer option, but when she’s back in the Devildom, she‘s compelled to see him again. Barbatos directs her to his study, knocking on the door before he leaves her by the room just as Lord Diavolo lets her in.
The wind is knocked right out of her chest when he scoops her into a tight hug and she eases into his arms, burying her face into his chest. He smells faintly of warm spice and agarwood, of a familiarity she’s sorely longed for.
“I’m glad you’re back,” he whispers, the hint of a tremble in his voice.
“I am, too.”
Promises of subtlety is a given, she believes, but he hasn’t much thought for it when he clasps a golden bracelet onto her wrist. It is a simple chain, studded with tiny opals, and much too lavish for someone who’s come here as an exchange student.
“This is a little excessive, don’t you think?” she asks, raising a brow as she fiddles with the accessory, to which he frowns.
“Do you not like it?” he inquires and she shakes her head.
“No, I do,” she assures, and she really does. It’s a beautiful piece of jewellery, it’s just that, “I’m not quite sure if I’m so deserving of such things.”
At that, he takes her hand, pulling her a little closer. “You are,” he affirms softly, gently lacing his fingers with hers. “Let me be a little selfish.”
She chuckles. “You’re being selfish by giving me a gift?”
“No,” he replies as he levels her with a crackling, sparking gaze and her heart skips a beat. “I’m being selfish because I want you to myself.”
Promises of indulgence are what she believes to be a demon’s domain, but he simply holds her in his arms most nights, content with the simple pleasure of having her there with him, of talking to her, of hearing her say his name without the formalities.
“You’re not anything like I thought a demon would be,” she muses as he hugs her tighter from behind, letting her head rest on the line of his shoulder.
He chuckles, pressing his lips to hers sweetly, briefly. “No?”
“I expected them to be a little more ...” she trails off in search for a word, then, “churlish.”
“I can be,” he mumbles while he lazily nibbles at her ear, patterns kisses into her jaw and the exposed column of her neck. “I’m just being polite.”
She hums. “Maybe.”
“You don’t think so?”
“No,” she responds with a peck to his cheek, hand coming up to the side of his head, pulling him closer against her. “I think you’re just a touch holy.”
His skims her skin with tongue and teeth, breaths warm, chuckling as he does. “You’re bold to say that to the Prince of Hell.”
Promises of a Lord unshaken is what she believes the demons see, but behind all the closed doors, he bares his vulnerability to her against the starless, perpetual nights.
“Do you want to talk, Diavolo?” she asks. He’s silent for a moment before he offers his hand to her. She takes it and he pulls her to his side, letting his arm drape down to hold her at her waist.
Overlooking the city sprawled under him, he sighs. “Sometimes I wonder if I’m doing the right thing,” he confesses under his breath, the uncertainty wavering his voice. “I want peace between all the realms, but do they? Do my people?”
"You don’t think they want that?”
“We’re demons. War is within our very nature,” he states simply, pressing her a little closer to him. “A few of us are fallen angels, others human, but most demons were born here, and all of us are vengeful, resentful creatures,” he murmurs; she says nothing. “The fallen angels want nothing to do with the Celestial Realm, the human-turned-demons carry over their hate and the rest of us have just always had a taste for destruction.
“For most of us, we’ve always felt like the two worlds looked at us with nothing but contempt. When Heaven smites an angel unruly, they’re punished into being a devil; when humans talk about eternal torture, we’re the very picture of it. Demons are a proud folk, we give back the respect we’ve been shown, but when everyone has only ever hated us, what is there to be but bitter? And the cycle keeps going, it has for the last thousands of centuries.”
“I’m sorry,” is all she can offer and he chuckles.
“Please, it’s alright,” he assures with a smile, though it’s wearied with the burdens of a leader. “I’m just ... wondering.”
She isn’t sure what to say to him, if she can even comfort him. She’s no angel, or demon, and even as a human, she’s never been a particular occult; she’s just an exchange student who lacks understanding of the tension’s nuance.
“Look, hey,” she starts, “I know I’m not the best person to say it, but your people respect you. They might squabble with Heaven or us humans, but they’ve put their trust in you; otherwise, in all honesty, I think they’d have just eaten me and Solomon alive.”
He cracks a small, tiny smile at that.
“You needed mutual agreement between all the realms for this exchange program, and you did it. If that tells me anything, it’s that they’re probably tired of all the fighting, too,” she surmises. He laughs, just barely, before he bends down to kiss her forehead, letting it linger.
When he pulls away, he says, “Thank you, that helped.”
“Did it?”
He hums. “A little,” he responds, loosening his grip on her. “I need to be alone for a while, is that okay?”
“Take all the time,” she answers. Placing a quick kiss onto his cheek, she turns on her heel and walks away. Comforting demon royalty isn’t something she’s good at, and maybe she never will be, but space? Space is something she can give him.
Promises of ‘unto death do us part’ is tradition, the idea of a romance that spans the fire of life until it’s snuffed out by a swing of the scythe, but she believes that mortality is fickle to him. A being of a thousand years that will live on for a thousand more, and she fills in the mere potential century; a year for him is a decade for her.
Yet here he is, knotting the string of his life to her in promise. “Make a pact with me,” he declares, bringing her hand up to his lips, kissing her knuckles as though she were royalty.
Her breath hitches. “Diavolo.”
“Let me be yours,” the demon pleads, yearns, longs and she’s a little taken aback by the openness of it all.
“You don’t have to,” she says but he surges, drawing her in.
“I want to,” he asserts, unyielding, though she’s still unconvinced.
An act of binding. That’s what it means to be tied down to a contract, and she knows full well what the consequences are, for the both of them, should any of them trespass their terms. With the seven brothers, she did as the situation demanded, but with Diavolo, there’s absolutely nothing that warrants it.
He seems to sense her unease, because he squeezes her hand, brings her closer. “It’ll be fine,” he assures; “Let me show you what you mean to me.”
“I know where I stand with you,” she tells him as she raises a hand to cup his cheek.
“Do you?” he asks in rhetoric, pressing his lips against her pulse, eyes locking onto hers. “You needn’t ask and I’d gladly give a century of my life for you, freely offer you my soul, and even if you love me less, leave me for a human, I’d regret none of it.”
She swallows his words when he presses his lips to hers, wholly engulfed by the sincerity of it all. Gentle as always, tender as always, and none of the demon she’d thought he’d be, his hand coming up to caress her face. He leaves her lightheaded, breathless, forehead touching hers, the warmth between them near unbearable.
“I trust you, utterly and entirely; let me show you that I do,” he murmurs and she clasps her hands behind his neck, her lips hovering above his.
“Nothing I say will change your mind, will it?”
He chuckles. “I’m afraid not.”
Promises of sacrifice and loyalty, they aren’t taken lightly by the laws of a contract, but he pledges himself anyway, so readily and so staunchly she almost falters.
In reverence, he traces the mark - his mark - that runs from her shoulder and coils around her arm, marvelling at the sight of it. “Was it painful?” he asks as he glances to her, worry underscoring his words.
She shrugs and offers him a smile in hopes it’ll reassure him. “Nothing I couldn’t handle.”
Leaning in to thumb a kiss to her clavicle, he chuckles low. “Sometimes I forget you’ve made pacts with the seven strongest demons here,” he says and the pride in his voice makes her chest swell.
“Eight,” she corrects while she cards her fingers through his hair, trailing the curl of his horns, eliciting a quiet, pleased hum from him.
“Eight,” he repeats in satisfaction before he lifts his head up to meet her and she, emboldened, enraptured, captures his lips in fervour.
Agarwood and warm spice, she drinks the taste of him, smoky lapsang and carbon ashen. He spills her name into her mouth, once more into the spellbound night when she punctures a soft bite into the juncture of his neck, a hymnic praise that makes her feel nothing less of otherworldly. He almost - almost - whines when she pulls away, chuckling as she does.
Under her, he’s nothing short of breathtaking, with topazes for eyes and vermillion hair, and dark skin marked by black, steeped in gold. Triangular patterns of red hiss around his throat, the newly formed pact pulsing with magic and she trails her fingers across them, enamoured.
“You’re beautiful,” she finds herself professing and he lets out a quiet laugh, Adam’s apple bobbing under her touch, the sound reverberating.
“I’m all yours,” he surrenders and she’s touched, honoured by the sincerity of his proclamation. “I will be until you say I no longer am.”
“And I, yours,” she promises before she laces her fingers with his and kisses him once more.
#swd obey me#obey me#obey me shall we date#obey me diavolo#diavolo x reader#munewrites#f: obey me#ch: diavolo#an: this took so much longer than expected#an: can you tell I have no idea where to take this#an: look i have a LOT OF FEELS for tiddy man diavolo#an: I feel like he'd be the only one out of all the demons to tell mc that hello yes i wanna be yours#an: idk it just seems fitting esp because he really can't spend much time with them#an: ALSO YES for Diavolo the pact is a show of complete loyalty and trust#an: also using holy or divine words to describe the demons is now my favourite thing to do because why nOT#an: Honestly though im p sure diavolo isn't this sweet#an: man probs has ulterior motives#an: gives me those vibes#an: thIS IS TERRIBLE ON THE PHONE#an: tumblr let me have line breaks
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The Runaway Princess of Misthaven (Chapter 1)
The King and Queen of the Enchanted Forest sent out search parties for their daughter that went missing. Unfortunately, they were unsuccessful after weeks of no progress. In the end, they had to look for the iconic Witcher of their kingdom. A handsome reward was waiting for him, in exchange for bringing their daughter back home and in one piece. When he sets off with a sorceress and the princess' son, they encounter problems and go on adventures. And all the while, they follow their leads to continue the search for the runaway princess. As their adventure progresses, romance blooms. Will they ever find the princess, or will they come back empty-handed?
Rating: M (there isn’t anything mature yet)
Part: 1/?
Chapter Summary: We meet the witcher Killian for the first time. He causes a bit of trouble but gets saved.
The story is on Tumblr:
And on AO3.
Chapter 1 - The Witcher
A laden, black and white horse was cantering down a dirt path. The man mounting the horse was dressed in a hooded cloak. His face couldn't be seen, despite the sunlight shining. The passer-bys drew their attention to him.
He stopped in front of the Mellow Brook Inn, and listened to the loud chattering of people from within. He dismounted from his horse and led his horse to a small stable. He entered the Inn and looked around. As expected, it was quite full and loud.
He approached the innkeeper at his counter, who examined the man before him. The stranger, still wearing his hooded cloak, stood stiffly in front of the counter.
“Ah, it’s you,” the innkeeper said. “Did you kill the beast yet?”
“I did,” replied the outsider. “It was a forktail. Had a nest at an abandoned tower.”
The innkeeper nodded and pulled out a small pouch full of Crowns. “As long as it’s gone, we’re good. Here, your pay.”
The outsider took it and began counting how much they had paid him. He shrugged and said, “150 crowns isn’t so bad… Let me see what you have in stock.”
The innkeeper showed him a variety of alcohol and food, which the man looked through. He checked the amount of money he had and decided to buy 10 loaves of bread and 2 pints of Kaedweni stout. He kept his pouch of money and food, and walked to an empty table at a corner of the inn.
He didn’t care that he reeked of death and that he had earned new wounds all over his body. He was tired. He took off his hood and cloak, revealing a handsome stubbled face. He ran one wounded hand through his dark brown hair. Those around him noticed that he carried two swords strapped to his back. He ignored the murmurs and stares of the people in the inn, and ate in peace.
A pockmarked and lanky man approached him, two of his companions right behind him. He had not taken his eyes off him the moment the outsider stepped inside.
“There’s no room here for Enchanted Forest scum like you,” rasped the pockmarked man. “Are you here to show off that you live a decent life there, while we rot down here?”
“Don’t bother talking to him,” said one of his companions. “His ears are full of bullshit magic from their kingdom.”
“Leave already!” said the other after he laughed at his friend’s remark.
The man of the Enchanted Forest finally turned to them.
“At least let me finish my food.”
“Here, we’ll help you,” snarled the pockmarked man before flipping the table over. He grabbed the stranger by the collar of his shirt. One of the men raised a fist to strike only to hit the pockmarked man. The outsider had ducked just in time. He unsheathed a steel sword, and blood spilled in only seconds. A woman screeches and most of the people inside ran for the door. The innkeeper was now hiding behind his counter, cowering in fear. A decapitated hand fell to the ground, next to the pockmarked man who had lost his head as well. His head rolled on the ground. The other two laid motionless on the wooden floor. The innkeeper slowly turned to the gruesome scene before him, stared for a few moments, and vomited.
The stranger took a step back, two hands grasping the sword as he swung it in the air. One hand of his seemed like it was made of metal. No one moved. Their fearful eyes met his bright cat-like eyes that were shining with anger. Fear was clear on their faces, and they were frozen in place.
With a loud crash and clangs of heavy armor, three guards came rushing in. They had truncheons in their hands, but once they laid eyes on the bodies, they drew their swords. The outsider backed up, and pointed his sword at the guards.
“Put that down!” One of the guards ordered him, his voice trembling. “Put that down!”
“Get the men, damn it!” The second guard yelled at the third guard. “He won’t leave so easily!”
“You don’t have to, mate,” the stranger said, putting the dagger back. “I’ll come by myself.”
“You’ll go at the end of a rope!!” Yelled the trembling guard.
The outsider sighed heavily and he cracked the bones in his neck. He slowly approached the guards with both his hands raised, and he swiftly drew a complicated sign in the air with one hand. There was another scream, and everyone had already run out. The guards stood up straight, eyes dazed and dreamy.
“I’ll come by myself,” the stranger repeated. “I’ll follow right behind you as you lead the way.”
“Yes, sir,” the guard mumbled. He walked towards the exit, the other two followed him out with a slow pace. The stranger followed them, but another guard stepped inside the Inn. He was dressed in different armor, unlike the other three.
“No need, witcher.” He spoke.
The guard under the stranger’s spell came to a halt, causing the other two behind him to stop.
“And who are you?” Asked the hypnotized guard.
“I’m a guard, you dimwit.” The guard scoffed. He turned to the stranger, and said, “You do not have to go to the castellan of Blackburn. You’re coming with me.”
“Why should he?” The trembling guard hissed.
“From orders of the king of Misthaven,” the new guard hissed in return.
The stranger raised an eyebrow, observing the new guard. The guard seemed to be telling the truth for he recognized the craftsmanship and coat of arms. An apple with an arrow and sword piercing it. He felt his medallion humming and he pulled it out of his jerkin. It was of a wolf’s head, baring its fangs. Black and blue colors, that certain coat of arms, and powerful magic? Only one kingdom can have such distinct armor enhanced with strong magic.
The stranger stared at the guard, and he scoffed. “What does the king of the Enchanted Forest want with me?”
“So our sources were correct,” said the guard of Misthaven, a sly smile on his face. “You’re the witcher we’re looking for.”
He turned his attention to the three confused guards and waved them off. “It’s best to let me take charge here. Go on, off you go.”
The trembling guard protested. “H-He has to be punished! Do you not see the dead bodies on the floor?”
The guard of Misthaven glanced at the bodies and shrugged. “I’m sure they had their reasons. Now come, witcher.”
Before the other guard could protest again, the guard of Misthaven pulled out a sword. “Must I repeat myself? He’s coming with me. The king has ordered his men to search the kingdom far and wide for a certain witcher. Now that I have found him, I must return with him in tow. Or do you dare defy the king?”
The guard shut his mouth.
“Now,” the guard sheathed his sword before glancing at the stranger. “Will you come?”
The stranger sighed and shrugged. “Aye,” he replied. “What do I have to lose?”
“Good,” the guard said. “Fetch your horse and follow.”
The guard left the Inn, the stranger right behind him. He approached his black and white horse, gently stroking its head. The horse neighed and the stranger smiled. He pulled an apple out of the Zerrikanian saddlebags his horse had. He fed it to the horse before giving him a pat on his side. He mounted his horse, gripping the reins. “Come on, Leviathan.”
#Killian Jones#OUAT fanfic#Witcher fanfic#Once Upon a Time#The Witcher#Captain Swan#fanfic#AU#Alternate Universe#Crossover#The Runaway Princess of Misthaven
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This Again #8
The Book of Three by Lloyd Alexander
The Book of Broken Hearts by Sarah Ockler
Sandry’s Book by Tamora Pierce
Dash and Lily’s Book of Dares by Rachel Cohn and David Leviathan
The Lightning Thief by Rick Riordan
Midnight Thief by Lavia Blackburne
#the book thief#thisagainchallenge#markus zusak#turns out#most books ive read with the word book in the title#suck
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Bungie Weekly Update - 6/28/18
This week at Bungie, the factions are vying for your pledge.
Dead Orbit took the win by a fair margin for the first Faction Rallies event of Season 3. We’ve seen a sizable amount of passion for Future War Cult in the last few weeks, and we’re eager to see if the community can make Lakshmi-2 proud with the first FWC win of Destiny 2.
Before you ask—direct purchase for Faction Armor was removed with Destiny 2 Update 1.2.1 due to vendor constraints. We’re planning to bring this option back for Dead Orbit, New Monarchy, and Future War Cult in Update 1.2.3, prior to the final Faction Rallies event of Season 3. Direct purchase will also be restored for Iron Banner in this update. We’re continuing to collect feedback throughout each event, so make sure to sound off in the Feedback forum with your thoughts on Renown, rewards, and anything factions related!
After Expo Report
After months of anticipation behind the scenes, E3 has become a fond memory. Last week, we took some time to let the dust settle and come back to our senses. Looking back on the events of the show, we’re sincerely grateful for the warm reception we got in Los Angeles—and not just because of the sunshine. It’s always a rush when millions of people find out what we’ve been working on. It’s even better when they get to play for themselves. Here are some thoughts from our Away Team of official spokespersons who were on hand to answer questions on behalf of everyone who is working to bring Forsaken to life.
Matt Tieger, Game Director, High Moon Studios
After so many months of hard work, E3 is a glorious mix of relief and terror. The death of Cayde is a huge moment in the Destiny universe, and revealing that to the world was nerve-racking. I get a sense that the community is incredibly motivated to explore the Tangled Shore and avenge the death of their friend. As a game developer, what more could you ask for?
Steve Cotton, Game Director, Bungie
I think it’s fair to say that everyone on the team was both incredibly excited and a little bit anxious to reveal to the world how our Forsaken story begins. So, it was amazing for us to see the response right after. Between the questions of why and how, one thing was clear—there was going to be consequence in this world of immortal heroes, and this was going to sting. To see how quickly Uldren was elevated to every Guardian’s most hated enemy and how everyone’s plans for revenge solidified almost instantly was inspiring. Some people at the show got to play some of the first mission of the game, and we talked to them after. There were strong feelings while they played, but their plans to exact revenge only got more creative… more personal. In the end, the show was an incredible journey of conflicting emotions and now I am left with an uneasiness every time I visit the tower. Cayde is right there and I just want to warn him.
Scott Taylor, Project Lead, Bungie
It was incredible to share Forsaken with the fans and let them get their hands on Gambit. The teams at Bungie and HMS have been developing Forsaken with the goal of reinforcing the hobby, and the reaction we got at E3 meant so much to all of us. There’s a lot more to reveal this summer, including details on Collections, Triumphs, and the major sandbox changes we’ve got planned. Everyone is working hard to put the finishing touches on the experience. Closing is one of my favorite phases of any project, and it’s a blast to see the game grow and evolve every day. We can’t wait to play it with all of you.
Lars Bakken, Design Lead, Bungie
So, at E3, we lifted the lid on [REDACTED], finally unveiling Gambit to the world. I cannot express how overwhelmed we were by the positive sentiment around our new activity. Special thanks to all the people who stood in line—you are the true heroes. If you didn’t know, GuardianCon is the next stop on the hype train to play Gambit before September. Remember to keep a look out for those invaders!
Lars said it. E3 was only the start of a new conversation about Destiny. Next stop: Tampa, Florida. We’re packing our bags for some gator wrestling and more Gambit action. Next week, we’ll share the full Away Team active roster along with what we have planned for our time on the GuardianCon mainstage.
Following that, we’ll tell you more about the other stops we have planned for this summer…
Marking Your Calendar
If you reside in the northern hemisphere, summer has officially begun. This one in particular is full of seasonal events. We’ve gotten some feedback from players asking for a bit more of a heads up before things like Faction Rallies or Iron Banner go live. To address this, we’ve cooked up the following image to set expectations for the next few weeks:
We also have an update for the development roadmap planned for early July. Stay tuned.
An Early Preview…
The Crucible team has been hard at work over the last few months, digesting player feedback and tuning the experience. Normally we’d have a Crucible representative jump in to give some commentary on goals, but they’re currently all hands on deck working on the future of the Crucible. Here’s a quick Patch Notes preview for what you can expect to become available when Update 1.2.3 is released on July 17, 2018:
Crucible Playlist Update
Quickplay
Increasing player configuration to 6v6 and updating the playlist description
Removing Supremacy from the pool of available game modes
Control
Updating Control win score to 150
Control Zones will initially be neutral
Clash
Updating Clash win score to 100
Competitive
Bomb Fuse timer in Countdown lowered from 40 seconds to 35 seconds
General
Rumble will become a full-time playlist
Supremacy will be added to the weekly featured playlist, updated to 6v6, and have a win score of 150
Crucible Ranks Update
Players will be able to earn Valor rank from additional playlists:
Competitive
Crucible Labs
Iron Banner
Trials of The Nine
Joining a game in progress will protect your Valor Win Streak for that game
If you lose: No penalties incurred to your Valor Win Streak
If you win: Valor Win Streak increases
Players will be matched using their Glory rank
This means your opponents will be of similar rank to you
The higher you climb, the tougher the opponent
Glory Loss Streaks will be re-tuned to be less punishing over time
Consecutive losses will decrease the Rank Points lost instead of increasing
Streaks will still cap out at 5
All Rank Streaks will no longer reset once they hit their cap
There are many more changes to Destiny 2 coming in July, and we’ll be giving a few more Patch Notes previews leading up to release, providing developer insights and commentary when possible.
Prestigious Affairs
Crucible isn’t the only activity getting some love in Update 1.2.3. The raid team is excited to release Prestige difficulty for both the Eater of Worlds and Spire of Stars raid lairs.
Senior Raid Designer Joe Blackburn set some expectations in February, and he's back to flesh out some details on what the experience will be for players taking on the new challenge.
What You Get
We believe players will be chasing after three different pursuits in the summer Prestige raid lairs.
400 Power Weapons: The only way to get 400 Power armor before Forsaken is by participating in the Summer Solstice event, but the only way to get 400 Power weapons before Forsaken is by completing Prestige Spire of Stars and Eater of Worlds. Every time you complete all the encounters in a Prestige raid lair that week, you will be rewarded a 400 Power raid weapon. This can be any raid weapon from Destiny 2, not just the weapons that drop in that raid lair.
Raid Armor Ornaments: Each Prestige raid lair has its own set of unique armor ornaments.
Exotic Masterwork Catalyst: Both raid lairs have a Masterwork catalyst that can be found only as a rare drop in the activity.
What You Do
Each week, there is a curated weapon suite and a global activity modifier for Spire of Stars and Eater of Worlds. The weapon set and modifier will be the same across both activities.
Curated weapon loadouts are based on weapon archetypes. So over the summer, you might see combinations that require you to equip Auto Rifle/Submachine Gun/Sniper Rifle or Scout Rifle/Hand Cannon/Rocket Launchers
Loadouts are not locked inside the Prestige raid lair. You can bring tons of different guns into a raid lair and swap between them at will as long as the gun meets the required curation. For example, if you were doing Spire of Stars and the loadout is [Auto Rifle/Submachine Gun/Sniper Rifle], you might want to use Surous Regime for Val Ca’uor Phase 1, but swap to Ghost Primus for Val Ca’uor Phase 2 so you can equip D.A.R.C.I. for boss damage.
We are shipping three activity modifiers that the raid lairs rotate between. Two of these modifies are brand new and were built from the ground up by the raid team to work in raids. The third is a fan favorite from Destiny 2: Prism.
Each of these modifiers is designed to provide Guardians with advantages over their enemies when they lean into it.
The goal of using these modifiers and loadouts is to change the way you engage with Prestige raiding each week. The first week, the modifier and weapon loadout might synergize really well with strategies and armor exotics you’ve been using for months. Next week, the modifier and weapon loadout might push you to explore the encounter in a different way and use different exotic armors (looking at you Lunafaction).
Questions you might have:
Is anything happening to the Prestige version of the Leviathan raid?Nope! Prestige Leviathan will stay exactly as is, this weapon curation and modifier will only apply to Eater of Worlds and Spire of Stars—but in 1.2.3, it might be worth going back and playing some more Leviathan Prestige to see if Callus has a new way to enhance one of your favorite exotic Shotguns.
Are Prestige raid lairs getting per-encounter changes?
Nope! When we originally created the raid lairs, we wanted to focus on making the normal modes of encounters the most complete forms of the experience. We believe these modifiers and loadouts will create more variety in your Prestige gameplay than small, per-encounter changes. We also believe that the mechanical complexity in Destiny 2 raid lairs is very high, and we want to lean more into the moment-to-moment sandbox engagement in Prestige.
How many of the Prestige raid activities will be active each week?
All of them! Do you want to play all three prestige raid activities each week on three different classes for maximum Exotic catalyst and 400 Power weapon farming potential? GO FOR IT!
When will the Prestige raid lairs become available?
Current plan is for both Prestige raid lairs to be active with modifiers right when the patch goes live. We feel like this is in line with Prestige being a new way to play each week instead of a one-time event, but we are open to feedback on this.
Costs and Collections
The Destiny 2: Forsaken reveal brought a lot to the table on what’s coming in September, but there are many questions surrounding new features that we’ll be tackling leading up to launch. This week, we’re hitting a few of the most frequently asked questions about the upcoming Collections feature.
Investment Designer Matt McConnell is here to bring the knowledge.
What items from Year 1 inventory will Collections track?Collections include any weapon, armor piece, Ghost, ship, Sparrow, emblem, or shader available in Year 1 of Destiny 2.
Is there anything I can dismantle before Forsaken launches?
If you have an item in your inventory right now, you can safely discard it and retrieve it from Collections in September. This does not include consumables, so hang on to those if they matter to you.
If I dismantled something previously, will it be waiting in my Collections this September?
Your Collection will begin with every piece of gear that you were holding in inventory or within your vault upon the launch of Warmind. If you had dismantled an item prior to May 8, it will not be available within your Collections.
What items from Year 2 can be reacquired from Collections?With the addition of random perk rolls to items starting in Year 2, we had to make a tough call for Collections. We investigated numerous options for gear with random perks: fixed Collections perks, buyback limits, reroll mechanics, and many others—but each of these came with issues that impacted the Collections experience in a negative manner. Ultimately, we decided to disable purchase of all Year 2 randomly-rolled Legendary weapons and armor.
We don’t like keeping some items from experiencing the full Collections treatment, so we’re looking at a long-term solve for storing your exact perk rolls in Collections.
How much will it cost to reacquire items out of Collections?
We’re currently working on costs for item acquisition and will have more information at a later date.
We have two main goals when deciding on reacquisition costs:
Reacquisition isn’t a currency sink. We aren’t trying to make you spend all of your hard-earned Glimmer. We just want to make sure the items you find out in the world still have value.
Players won’t have to deal with currency conversions. For example, if a shader dismantles into Glimmer, it costs Glimmer to reacquire. If the shader came from Eververse, it will dismantle into Bright Dust, and therefore costs Bright Dust to reacquire. These same goals are true of all Collection items.
Note: A lot of you have been asking about the cost of shaders. We can say that they will have a cost to reacquire from Collections, but there will no longer be a cost to apply shaders to gear.Here’s a quick example: Let’s say you just got that sweet Calus’s Treasured shader to drop from the raid. You’re able to apply it immediately at no cost. If you want that specific shader on all your armor, weapons, Ghost, ship, and Sparrow, you’ll need to pay some Glimmer to reacquire a handful of copies straight out of Collections.
Before we move along—purple and gold looks fantastic on the upcoming Tangled Shore Warlock armor set. You heard it here first.
When reacquiring gear from Collection, what Power level will they be?
Collection items will come out close to your current Power level, but will require infusion to be ready for endgame activities. This is a delicate balance of making sure Collections don’t create a leveling exploit, but still providing items that are usable right away in most activities.
If there are things you’re eager to know more about, leave a post in the Destiny 2 forum of Bungie.net, or sound off on social media. We’ll be watching for trending topics, and working to get you up to speed before Forsaken launches.
Iron Resolve
Each day, Destiny Player Support patrols the #Help forum to assist Guardians in need. Whether it be an error code caused by connection issues or an item not appearing properly in game—they’re here to lend a helping hand.
This is their report.
Lupus Visage
Last week, we reported an issue where the Lupus Visage ornament for Fighting Lion, featured in the Iron Ornament Bundle, did not properly unlock for some players after it was activated. With this week’s deployment of Destiny 2 Hotfix 1.2.1.2, this issue is expected to be resolved for all players. Players who previously purchased this ornament should now find it when inspecting Fighting Lion. Players who purchase this bundle in the future will find this ornament in their modifications inventory. PermissionsOver the past several months, we have monitored reports from players in Russia who repeatedly encountered the error “Permissions to access online multiplayer have changed or profile signed in elsewhere.” While it's still possible for players to encounter this error through natural causes, we believe the platform issues that caused the elevated number of these errors to be resolved.
For players who see this error in the wild, we suggest that you visit our Help article for troubleshooting information. As always, players who encounter repeated errors codes and do not find resolution by searching help.Bungie.net should report the error to the #Help forums.
Faction Rallies Known Issues
With the launch of this week’s Faction Rallies, we have players reporting that they've kept their allegiance from the last Faction Rallies, even after pledging to a different faction for this one.
While Destiny Player Support is currently investigating this issue, any player encountering issues while pledging to factions should submit a report to the #Help forums. If possible, providing captured video footage or imagery of your issue as it is encountered in game will be helpful in our investigation.
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Masterlist
Updated 19/09/2018
BTS
Hogwarts AU (Jin, Suga, JHope, RM, Jimin, V, Jungkook)
Models AU (Jin, Suga, JHope, RM, Jimin, V, Jungkook)
Jobs AU (Jin, Suga, JHope, RM, Jimin, V, Jungkook)
Supernatural AU (Jin, Suga, JHope, RM, Jimin, V, Jungkook)
College Life AU (Jin, Suga, JHope, RM, Jimin, V, Jungkook)
Bromances (Namjin, Yoonjin, 2seok, Jinmin, Taejin, Jinkook, Sugamon, Yoonseok, Yoonmin, Taegi, Yoonkook, Namseok, Jihope, Vhope, Junghope, Vmon, Nammin, Namkook, Vmin, Jikook,Vkook)
Greek Deities AU (Jin as Eros, Yoongi as Hades, Jungkook as Hypnos)
Birthday Series (Jin, Suga, RM, JHope, Jimin, V, Jungkook)
For E (Jin, Suga, JHope, RM, Jimin, V, Jungkook)
Miscellaneous (Jin, Suga, JHope, RM, Jimin, V, Jungkook, Mic Drop Release)
Favourite Relationships
Favourite OTPs (Kimi No Na Wa, Call Me By Your Name, Seo x Waka)
Favourite Bromances (Kagehina, Heronstairs)
Favourite Hoemances (Slytherclaw [1, 2], The Lear Sisters)
Anime
Female Characters (Annie Leonhart, Sakura Chiyo, Inoue Orihime)
Male Characters (Nozaki Umetarou, Armin Arlert, Yasutora Sado, Ichimaru Gin, Todoroki Shoto, Katsuki Bakugo (Kaachan), Izuku Midoriya, Uryū Ishida)
Books
Female Characters (Tessa Gray, Jane Bennet, Feyre Archeron, Ava Lavender, Alina Starkov, Elinor Dashwood, Nymphadora Tonks, Elisabeth Bennet, Natasha Kingsley, Karou, Alma LeFay Peregrine, Emma Carstairs, Despina, Shahrzad Al-Khayzuran, Levana Blackburn, Luna Lovegood, Inej Ghafa, The Lear Sisters, Vasilisa Petrovna, Blue Sargent, Renee Walker)
Male Characters (Percy Jackson, Fitzwilliam Darcy, Kafka Tamura, Jalal Al-Khoury, Khalid Ibn al-Rashid, Prince Kai, Neil Josten)
Hogwarts Houses (Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Houses x Forests)
ACOTAR Courts (Night court, Day court, Dawn court, Autumn court, Winter court, Spring court, Summer court, The High Courts of Prythian)
Moodboards ( Call Me By Your Name, City of Masks)
Reviews (Daughter of Smoke and Bone, Kafka on the Shore, The Queens of Innis Lear)
Underrated Books (Leviathan)
Meet The Foxes (Neil Josten, Andrew Minyard, Kevin Day, Dan Wilds, Allison Reynolds, Renee Walker, Aaron Minyard, Nicky Hemmick)
Meet The Gangsey (Blue Sargent, Richard Gansey III, Adam Parish, Ronan Lynch)
Movies
Star Wars (Padme, Jyn, Leia, Rey, Kylo Ren, Finn)
Disney (Ariel, Fa Mulan)
Superheroes (Wonder Woman)
TV Shows
Sherlock
Doctor Who [Female Doctor Aesthetic (Anniversary Special), Rose Tyler]
Stranger Things (Eleven, Nancy)
Sense8
GOT
Music
Art (Botticelli Girl, Klimt Girl, Monet Girl, Van Gogh Girl, Starry Nights with Vincent)
Other
Seasons
Mythology (Nymphs, Artemis, Aphrodite, Athena, Demeter, Hera)
Quotes (Hope)
Us
Zodiac Signs (Aries, Taurus, Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Virgo, Libra, Scorpio, Sagittarius, Capricorn, Aquarius, Pisces)
#masterlist#masterpost#our aesthetics#our edits#elza aesthetic#elza edits#free fallers aesthetic#free fallers edit#bts#bts au#fangirl#fandom#ship#otp#brotp#hoetp#bromance#anime#haikyuu!!#hq!!#yuri on ice#tokyo ghoul#attack on titan#kimi no na wa#your lie in april#bleach#orange#books#harry potter#HP
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D.U.D.E Bios: Damian Lum / Damien Lucifarian
The King of Hell Damien Lucifarian (2020)
The Leader of the group and an incredibly strong and strategic leader, Damien has what it takes to lead the girls into battle. But he also has his flaws, flaws which could easily cause his downfall.
"Don't bother running, 'cause the devil has your number now."
Name
Full Legal Name: Damian Reginald Lum
First Name: Damian
Meaning: From the Greek name 'Damianos', which was derived from Greek 'Damazo' meaning 'To tame'.
Pronunciation: DAY-mee-an
Origin: English, Polish, Romanian, Dutch
Middle Name: Reginald
Meaning: From Reginaldus, a Latinized form of Reynold
Pronunciation: REHJ-ie-nald
Origin: English
Surname: Lum
Meaning: From the name of towns in England called 'Lumb', probably from Old English 'Lum' 'Pool'.
Pronunciation: LUH-mb
Origin: English
Alias: The King of Hell, Damien Lucifarian
Reason: As a Christian, Damian would prefer to call himself 'The King of Hell' rather than 'The Devil'
Nicknames: Damo
Titles: Mr
Characteristics
Age: 61
Gender: Male. He/Him Pronouns
Race: Human
Nationality: British
Ethnicity: White
Birth Date: August 2nd 1959
Symbols: The Leviathan Cross, the colour grey
Sexuality: Straight
Religion: Christian
Native Language: English
Spoken Languages: English, Spanish, French, Latin, Hebrew
Relationship Status: Married (3rd Wife)
Astrological Sign: Leo
Theme Song: 'Sympathy For The Devil' - The Rolling Stones (1977-2015), 'Heaven Knows' - The Pretty Reckless (2015-)
Voice Actor: Hugh Laurie
Geographical Characteristics
Birthplace: Blackburn, Lancashire, England
Current Location: On the road / Asheville, North Carolina
Hometown: Blackpool, Lancashire, England
Appearance
Height: 6'5" / 195 cm
Weight: 260 lbs / 117 kg
Eye Colour: Ice Blue
Hair Colour: Jet Black
Hair Dye: Dyes his roots and grey hairs black
Body Hair: Shaven when wrestling
Facial Hair: Clean shaven
Tattoos: (As of Jan 2020) 11
Piercings: Lobe Piercings (both)
Scars: None
Health and Fitness
Allergies: None
Alcoholic, Smoker, Drug User: Smoker, Social Drinker
Illnesses/Disorders: None
Medications: None
Any Specific Diet: None
Relationships
Allies: (As of Jan 2020) None
Enemies: (As of Jan 2020) None
Friends: (As of Jan 2020) None
Colleagues: The AEW Locker Rooms / Too many to list
Rivals: Evil Uno, Penta Oscuro
Closest Confidant: Fergus Rhydderch
Mentor: Rhodri Rhydderch
Significant Other: Nicole Lum (56, Wife, Née Yap)
Previous Partners: Marion Kay (62, Ex-Wife), Linda May (59, Ex-Wife)
Parents: Adam Lum (81, Father), Eve Lum (82, Mother, Née Fry)
Parents-In-Law: William Yap (76, Father-In-Law), Henrietta Yap (77, Mother-In-Law, Née Rye)
Siblings: Maximus Lum (58, Brother), Arnold Lum (55, Brother), Xenophon Lum (52, Brother)
Siblings-In-Law: Matilda Lum (59, Maximus' Wife, Née Ash), Solange Lum (56, Arnold's Wife, Née Fay), Natalie Lum (53, Xenophon's Wife, Née Aue)
Nieces & Nephews: Laura Eld (38, Niece, Née Lum), Alvar Eld (39, Laura's Husband), Nicholas Lum (35, Nephew), Salome Lum (36, Nicholas' Wife, Née Good), Phoebe Paz (32, Niece, Née Lum), Epifanio Paz (33, Phoebe's Husband), Oswald Lum (29, Nephew), Tamara Lum (26, Niece), Lambert Lum (23, Nephew), Adelaide Lum (20, Niece), Lawrence Lum (17, Nephew), Natalia Lum (14, Niece), Edmund Lum (11, Nephew), Theodora Lum (8, Niece), Luitgard Lis (35, Niece, Née Lum), Zenon Lis (36, Luitgard's Husband), Edith Moe (32, Niece, Née Lum), Trygve Moe (33, Edith's Husband), Ulrich Lum (29, Nephew), Armel Lum (26, Nephew), Chantal Lum (23, Niece), Otto Lum (20, Nephew), Avila Lum (17, Niece), Olaf Lum (14, Nephew), Bertha Lum (11, Niece), Wolfgang Lum (8, Nephew), Lucretia Lie (32, Niece, Née Lum), Trym Lie (33, Lucretia's Husband), Militiades Lum (29, Nephew), Regula Lum (26, Niece), Metrophanes Lum (23, Nephew), Euphrasia Lum (20, Niece), Tychon Lum (17, Nephew), Eudocia Lum (14, Niece), Augustus Lum (11, Nephew), Iphigenia Lum (8, Niece)
Children: Viola Nye (41, Daughter, Née Lum), Ulysses May (38, Son), Wanda Ott (35, Daughter, Née Lum), Tristan Lum (32,Son), Xavia Lum (29, Daughter), Sullivan Lum (26, Son), Yasmine Lum (23, Daughter), Roger Lum (20, Son), Zella Lum (17, Daughter)
Children-In-Law: Quentin Nye (42, Viola's Husband), Kestrel May (39, Ulysses' Wife, Née Coy), Heath Ott (36, Wanda's Husband), Gardenia Lum (33, Tristan's Wife, Née Day)
Grandkids: Adam Nye (21, Grandson), Paulette Nye (18, Granddaughter), Benjamin Nye (15, Grandson), Olivia Nye (12, Granddaughter), Charles Nye (9, Grandson), Earl May (18, Grandson), Jane May (15, Granddaughter), Flint May (12, Grandson), Imogen May (9, Granddaughter), Magnolia Ott (15, Granddaughter), Laurence Ott (12, Grandson), Naomi Ott (9, Granddaughter), Daisy Lum (12, Granddaughter), Vance Lum (9, Grandson)
Great Grandkids: None
Wrestling
Billed From: The Underworld
Trainer: None
Managers: None
Wrestlers Managed: The Lucifarian Sisters
Debut: 1977
Debut Match: Damien Lucifarian VS Yorath Rhydderch. Damien won by pinfall.
Retired: N/A
Retirement Match: N/A
Wrestling Style: Technician
Stables: The Lucifarian Family (1999-)
Teams: Post
Regular Moves: Body Scissors, Double Leg Takedown, European Uppercut, Frog Splash, Headbutt, Moonsault, Belly to Back Suplex, German Suplex, Sleeper Hold
Finishers: Seventh Circle (Double Ankle Lock), Keylock
Refers To Fans As: The People, The Peasants, My Loyal Subjects
Extras
Backstory: Damian has been divorced twice but is married to Nicole Lum and has been so for thirty-five years. Damian has been a wrestler since he was eighteen and married Viola's mother, Marion, when he was nineteen. He has a total of nine kids, but only Viola wrestles. He got the idea of being the King of Hell when Viola started working with him, when she was twenty, from rereading the bible while drunk and asking Viola if she was his pride and joy. She jokingly replied 'I'm definitely your pride'.
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𝔅𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔦𝔰 𝔪𝔶 𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔶 𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔯
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Sabe, eu não deveria estar falando com estranhos, mas sinto que já te conheço! Foi você o sonho bonito que eu sonhei, certo? Você costumava ser conhecida como PANDORA ADDAMS, do conto CRÔNICAS ARTURIANAS antes da maldição atingir o seu mundo FLORESTA ENCANTADA e o sem reino. Agora, em Storybrooke, você é conhecida como MORRIGAN BLACKBURN, uma MÉDICA LEGISTA de 92 anos (real) 44 anos de idade (aparente). Você me lembra um pouco KATIE MCGRATH, mas deve ser só a névoa da maldição me confundindo…
𝔦𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔞 𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔪...
Antes mesmo de se tornar o Reino de Dunbroch, as florestas fechadas da região eram berço de uma forte magia anciã, superstições, mitos e folclore ativo. Foi nessa floresta que Merlin fez seu lar e treinou os seus aprendizes, em especial a pequena Hester O’Dubhghaill, que fugia de seu berço de ouro como filha de nobre para seguir e aprender com o poderoso mago. A mulher tinha um talento excepcional, no entanto, depois de tanto ajudar as pessoas e vê-las desenvolver uma vida além do trabalho, Hester pediu permissão para se afastar e se casar com o homem que tinha certeza ser o amor de sua vida. Dessa união, surgiram as irmãs Pandora e Andromeda, cada qual totalmente diferentes entre si, uma morena, outra loira; como qualquer dupla de irmãs que cresciam juntas mas possuíam personalidades totalmente diferentes, as brigas - e reconciliações - eram costumeiras, ainda mais quando ambas começaram a aprender não apenas as prendas de uma boa moça - afinal, sua mãe era filha de um nobre -, mas também magia. Hester se dedicou a ensinar às filhas todos os encantamentos e aprendizados que Merlin lhe passara, mas, com o tempo, foi perceptível que a mãe tendia a preferência para Andromeda.
Pandora era muito diferente e sombria, embora tenha sempre se portado como uma lady sem terras no meio da cidadezinha em que moravam, mas sua afeição com magia era tamanha que ser desleixada por Hester não foi o suficiente para fazê-la desistir ou ficar para trás nas lições. Ela cultivava sozinha, pesquisava, aprendia, treinava sozinha até que ela fosse especialista em feitiços e encantamentos, cultivo de ervas e maldições; é claro que três bruxas praticando não era tão discreto quanto apenas uma, e não tardou para que a cidadezinha pacata, pobre e supersticiosa se virasse contra elas na primeira oportunidade em que algo desse errado. E dera. E assim acontecera a perseguição às moças O’Dubhghaill. Então, a família fugiu de Dunbroch e tornou o Reino Briar seu refúgio, adotando o sobrenome Doyle e vivendo normalmente até o extraordinário dia em que conhecera Cipriano Addams.
Tinha sido em um funeral - e, precisamos admitir, poucas histórias de amor se iniciam assim - mas Pandora já sabia que seria o início do resto de sua vida; ele a olhava como se visse o sol (ou a lua, no caso) dentro de sua escuridão e foi amor à primeira vista. No final do dia, ele a pedia em casamento, e a resposta não poderia ser diferente de sim. A família Addams, que agora fazia parte, no entanto, escondia um segredo por baixo de toda a riqueza, prestígio e obscuridade: tudo o que tinham provinha de um trato com Nimue, a primeira Dark One. Em troca, a família era tocada pela magia das trevas há gerações, usando seu poder, dinheiro e influência para as causas que interessassem a ela.
Anos se passaram com a vida seguindo normalmente e com a feliz chegada de Lilith e Leviathan para completar a família sombria; todos da região os evitavam ou eram no mínimo precavidos, mas a solidão não parecia ser ruim quando Pandora tinha tudo o que mais amava dentro da enorme mansão gótica na floresta. Quando a Maldição puxou a todos para Storybrooke, os Addams foram um dos poucos remanescentes na Floresta Encantada e, quando Merlin voltou ao local para conseguir a ajuda de seus aprendizes, os Addams ponderaram que talvez, apenas talvez, a Luz fosse melhor do que a escuridão naquele caso, em que queriam o melhor futuro para os filhos. Finalmente, juntaram suas forças à Luz para abrir os portais que levaram Arthur à Storybrooke, e receberam a excepcionalidade de poder usar a magia das trevas com a condição de terem sua nova lealdade.
Uma vez levados para Storybrooke, foram até o Dark One e contaram sobre a ligação com a magia das trevas e sobre um acordo que haviam feito com Merlin, garantindo a Pierre que ele não encontraria uma oportunidade melhor de se infiltrar nos aprendizes de Merlin do que com os Addams. Assim, eles se assentavam no que todos achavam ser uma mansão amaldiçoada, abriam a funerária Blackburn e seguiam com sua anterior fama de família excêntrica, gótica, macabra e bizarra, quando na verdade estavam como agentes duplos na batalha entre as trevas e a luz - e em saberia dizer com tanta certeza de que lado estariam?
...𝔦𝔱 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔟𝔢 𝔞 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔢
Na cidade, Pandora se tornou Morrigan Blackburn, uma das médicas legistas da cidade, onde tem contato constante com os acontecimentos da polícia e do hospital. Está sempre excepcionalmente vestida com as melhores roupas, sejam vestidos ou ternos glamurosos, com apenas um detalhe: todos pretos. Sua maior exceção são cores como roxo escuro, vinho ou vermelho sangue, o batom que mais utiliza. Há quem se pergunte se é algum pacto satânico ou uma seita que ela faça parte; aqueles mais tendenciosos a acreditar em magia (ou os mais medrosos) reconhecem e espalham piamente a sua fama de bruxa, enquanto os mais céticos só a categorizam como uma milf gótica trevosa.
Quando não está no trabalho, Morrigan ajuda na funerária e cuida de seu jardim de plantas carnívoras, venenosas e medicinais, com um destaque especial para Cleopatra, sua planta carnívora de estimação - ela aparece constantemente em outras partes da casa que não o jardim, já que adora atenção. Quem já teve a oportunidade de visitar seu jardim deve ter percebido que a matriarca Blackburn cultiva os espinhos das rosas, cortando seus botões e os deixando na terra para apodrecerem e virarem adubo - ela permite que os visitantes peguem os botões caso queiram, se isso lhe interessa.
Entre os seus hobbies e talentos também está uma aptidão musical, de modo que a casa as vezes reverbera o dom dramático de um órgão ou piano, ou é possível vê-la dedilhando um shamisen ou harpa. Ainda costuma cantarolar canções de ninar que cantava para os filhos quando eles eram crianças, em especial come little children.
É uma ótima dançarina quando se trata de danças de salão clássicas e dramáticas, e dançar com seu marido é um dos maiores prazeres de sua vida. Morrigan não consegue resistir e se derrete facilmente quando Abaddon Blackburn a puxa para dançar ou a chama de apelidos carinhosos em outras línguas, as mais comuns sendo espanhol, italiano ou francês - embora qualquer uma sirva e eles constantemente atentem para isso. “Mon cher” seguido de “Cara mia” são ouvidos constantemente caso alguém esteja perto do casal.
Embora sejam meio reclusos, os Blackburn recebem visitas extremamente bem, dando festas, soirées e disponibilizando a mansão para os eventos da cidade, como se viessem diretamente de outro tempo. A casa em si sempre causa uma grande impressão naqueles que a visitam, desde Cleopatra aparecendo nos lugares mais inusitados, passando pelo aquário de piranhas, os quadros góticos, a atmosfera sombria, os jardins excêntricos e talvez tenha algo a ver com o cemitério do lado de fora da propriedade.
Morrigan contata os pais mortos - e principalmente a mãe - por feitiços que a permitem falar através do véu da morte, e para os Blackburn aquilo nada mais é do que uma simples conversa pelo telefone. Dificilmente escondem que têm magia, e os desacordados de Storybrooke os acham lunáticos, excêntricos ou, para aqueles mais crentes, pedem por algum favorzinho mágico. Morrigan é especialista em feitiços, maldições e poções, e na sua estante podem ser achados vários grimórios antigos que colecionou ao longo de sua existência - embora alguns estejam enfeitiçados para que apenas ela possa ler como medida de proteção.
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