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xiphiaarts · 8 months
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Friendly enough Neighborhood Spiderman!! Finally got the docs ref done after lotsa procrastinating lmaor
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willaeru · 3 months
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My X-Men DnD Ocs First up Hydro
Lachlan Allerdyce “Hydro”: An Australian student who has been in the institute for some time. A bit of a troublemaker at times, as well as takes great pride in his mutat gift of hydrokinesis. He is a tad insecure over the fact he is unable to manifest water and must carry it around in a flask, though that will fade away in time. He notably has a harder time controlling water that is impure or has a lower water potential, perhaps this osmosis weakness will disappear with more training.
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winter-clue-heart · 9 months
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theartisticpixelbit · 2 months
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Been a while since I've uploaded or even drawn art! But I am in the middle of two giant redesigns for both Riley and Yuki. I drew Yuki with her hair down and I might keep it like that in her new ref! What do you think?
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jewel-pixelheart · 8 months
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Marvel OCs Links :
Here you will find all my Marvel related OCs and Arts :
OCs
Karina Nagy - Ref Sheet (OC)
Karina & Zemo - Short Comic
You know I can read minds ? (Karina x Zemo)
Guess Who ? (Karina x Zemo)
Do you think mom will like it ? (Pietro & Zemo)
MCU OC - What if...
Fan Arts
Baron Zemo Fanart
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fandomloreblog · 3 months
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Welcome to FandomLore’s current obsession: A fun AU/Rewrite called Marvel: BLUE! Basically I hated the MCU (Because honestly they have made some WEIRD choices) and after watching Morbius (A movie with a LOT of wasted potential) I got so annoyed I wanted to remake it, along with my old Marvel OC’s, and ended up spiraling from there.
ANYWAYS: Here are the designs for the Avengers! Thor isn’t included here because A. I haven’t designed him yet, and B. Asgard is getting its own whole arc/story separate from the Avengers (so far).
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murdocksgavel · 2 years
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The partial eclispe
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Part three of the eclispe series.
Rating: explicit 18+.
Word count: 6.4k!
Warnings: allusions to smut, a boner, and dirty talk!, mentions of child death, death, kissing, small mentions of insecurities, much angst!, fluff, Ra bullying the ennead, sad nailah, protective frank castle 👀,DID and IED depictions, more flashbacks!,starts off slow at first and then action starts to pick up, y'all might get pissed a bit at nailah, moonknight spoilers!, mentions of guns, and blood!, couple fight, Ra being HILARIOUS possible bad writing and mistakes cause I was tired, (LMK IF I MISSED ANY)
A/N: this took me a while to write, and i am so sorry!. I've been mentally exhausted due to testing, and other personal things, and i really do apologize for the pace of this one, it's like a filler episode, BUT STILL IMPORTANT, ANYWAY HAPPY READING AND I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY!, and remember you are absolutely gorgeous just the way you are, and if you don't think so, well I do, my dms are always open for anyone. Stay weird sunbirds <3
"welcome back to egypt nailah",
she was going to fucking kill him...again. nailah pratically launched herself at marc who was now trying to get her off of him as she straddled his lower half now with her staff to his neck, but all marc did was smirk which seemed to be a bad idea because nailah snarled out at him, and punched him right in the nose. "FUCK YOU MARC" she just started to hit his chest while still sitting in his lap, he knew it was going to be hard for her, but he needed nailah no matter if she hated him forever or not. Marc caught her wrist in one hand, stopping her finally and nailah was pratically breathless now, panting like a dog. "I fucking hate you so much, you have NO IDEA MARC, NO FUCKING IDEA, i told you i never wanted to come back here, and you did the exact fucking opposite, ma-marc my bab-baby girl is stuck here forever" her voice was breaking into a thousand pieces, and the tears she shed fell onto Marc's bare chest. His heart broke for her, but his eyes couldn't stop staring at her, (she's gorgeous, tell her), steven, was marc jealous that Steven got to kiss her? Hell yes he was, and he wouldn't pass up the opportunity now even if she hated him. Nailah was trying to calm herself down, because she was very close to an incoming panic attack, but before she fully realized it, marc sat up with her hands still in his and kissed her.
He actually kissed with his bare chest pressed to her clothed one, the sun and the moon forming into a partial eclispe. Nailah was the first to pull away reluctantly, now breathing harder, panting practically as her eyes looked down into Marc's who was already staring at her. "I still hate you by the way, so don't get all cocky, but you look really pretty right now in the sunlight moonbeam" the nickname made Marc's face light up, and his hands now cupped her face gently, "nailah you don't have to forgive me, but-" he paused like he was looking for the right words, but nailah was kissing his hands, and wrist and it was making it really hard to think. "But, i can't do any of this without you okay?, i need my other half by my side and if that means you being mad at me for the rest of our lives then so be it, because I'd rather you be mad, then do this alone without you sunbird". Nailah wasn't saying anything back, all she did was nod after he finished talking, and was about to get off of him, but marc pulled her closer to him not letting her escape now with his arms wrapped around her body. "Marc we need to find harrow, we need to stop him we can't lay here, and do nothing, you wanted my help, you got it but I'm not doing whatever this is". Of course she was still mad at him, she had every right to be but marc wouldn't take no for an answer, not this time.
It was a few years after nailah banished herself from Egypt, and started hiding from marc but marc set out to find her, and he did in hell's kitchen new york. Marc had been tracking her actually, because one he needed her help, and two, the news, she was all over it. Nailah was now considered a vigilante along side new York's frank castle, the punisher and she was considered now to be the woman of war, the atom, the judge, and the manipulator, nailah had gone completely off the bloody rails. So he found her, pretty easily, actually even though it was night and she was- she was with frank castle. That twinge of jealousy was poking at him, and a snarl ripped its way from his mouth; jumping down from the roof and in front of the two, he wasn't expecting a warm welcome, but he definitely wasn't expecting having a gun, and a golden staff pointed at his face in pratical unison. He caught a glimpse of her in the moonlight and then she caught a glimpse of him, nailah was wearing her armor, the same armor she had when she woke up from the dead the first time, but something was different about this, it was darker, everything about her seemed somewhat darker. "Marc!?" Her voice was deeper, a bit ragid, rich, smooth, but rough like something had happened, something that changed her again. "It's been a while sunbird, and I know what you're gonna ask, I'm here because I need your help desperately", and maybe those weren't the right words because the self proclaimed punisher decided to finally step in and in front of nailah staring at marc with a very unsatisfied look.
"Look man I just need to talk to nailah alone, think you can let that happen for just 30 minutes?" Marc wasn't one to back down from a fight, and he guessed frank wasn't one either by the way he was circling marc. "So you're the marc spector I've been hearing so much about aye?, so uh you still crazy or what?" Marc was a little taken back at that and his eyes wondered to nailah who was just watching, but frank quickly blocked his view of her which caused his jaw to tighten and his entire body go tense. "You still murdering people then?" Marc pratically spat in his face and that caused nailah to step in only slightly so she could place a hand on Frank's shoulder, "yeah actually with mrs amir here of course, how's your imaginary god", marc was ready to fucking punch this guy in the face just for the way he was looking at nailah, but the way she was looking at him, made him feel uneasy. "He's good actually, how's your dead family", marc was then met with a nasty punch to his jaw, and multiple other blows that actually hurt, but it all stopped within a blink of his eye, and Frank was now agaisnt the wall of the alley way they were in and nailah was standing over both of them, eyes golden, and her staff in hand. "I think you two have had enough fun, don't you?, now I'm not going anywhere okay?" The men stood up at the same time, but frank was behind her as she stood in front of marc with an expression he couldn't quite read. "Leave marc, I'm not going with you, and I'm not leaving, especially now, i can't just drop everything and fucking leave when you demand it, now if it was osiris that would be very different", nailah was in his face now, but when she mentioned the god of the dead he felt another uneasy feeling shoot through his entire body.
"What do you mean? What happened nailah talk to me", marc was pleading now but before nailah got the chance, Frank spoke up, "she died pal, again and when she woke up she called your name, and since your mighty god ra abandoned her, osiris brought her back and became the voice in her head, so there you have it" Nailah's head hung low until she looked back up at marc and the words that came out of her mouth absolutely shattered his heart, "leave marc, I'm not ever coming back, i have frank and he's enough for me, so leave". He did leave and he never saw her again, not until recently. Not this time, "in the morning okay?, in the morning we fight and find, but right now please just stay", and stay is exactly what she did. It was around 8:00 pm at night when nailah walked out of the bathroom, her curls wet and already coiling on their own, just in one of Marc's shirts and underwear, and marc was already laying on the bed in just his boxers, "I'll take the chair, you can have the bed, i promise i won't be creepy and stare at you all night" marc abruptly stood from the bed motioning awkwardly to it, "no, marc it's fine let's share it okay? Don't need the mighty fist messing up his back" a dry chuckle came from both of them, as they at the same time slowly made their way onto the bed and underneath the sheets. "Is- umm, is steven okay?, it's a weird question to ask, but I'm curious, are you both okay?", marc turned over to face nailah, she was so beautiful, her features were those of the highest gods, like isis almost, like she was his isis, and he was her osiris, (mate you do know they were siblings right?), marc rolled his eyes at Steven's comment, okay they were the gods but without the sibling part of course.
"Yeah we are now" he reached his hand up to move a hair from her face with a small smile attached to his own face, "are you okay? Though nailah?", nailah shook her head yes and then unexpectedly pulled marc into a fiery kiss, and then pulled away gently with another smile, "you know when this is all over maybe you and frank can have a proper introduction, you'd like him if you got to know him, plus he helped me when billy killed me" she plopped back onto the bed after now laying on her back with a sigh falling from her lips. This was the silence she liked, the comfortable silence, but it didn't stay silent for long as marc slowly climbed on top of her, "do you want this?, us? Because if not tell me right now before it progresses, please sunbird". "I do, i want this, i want us marc" she pratically whimpered as marc laid his forehead agaisnt hers gently, "good, because we might be up all night" and with a signature marc smirk he dissapeared beneath the sheets. The Egyptian sun was almost always crucial, but as he ran the roofs of the lower street houses all that was running through his mind was finding harrow, and he hoped nailah was having better luck than he was now that he ran upon some men. "What are we doing, are we dancing now?" The three men started coming at marc super fast, and all he said was, "oh wow".
Nailah on the other hand was in the streets keeping a look out on anyone who could be a follower of harrow, but that's when she saw the guys marc were supposed to be tracking, and then marc in a cab?, "damnit steven" nailah whispered under her breath, and then started to loosely follow marc and the other men. She trailed behind waiting at the perfect moment to hop, and lucky for her marc hadn't seen her yet. She followed them all the way to a cliff, "marc don't" nailah finally called out as he brought the kid to the edge, but it was too late, "praise ammit" and it was too late, nor nailah or marc was able to stop the kid from falling to his death. "This is exactly why I didn't want to come back, god you never stop do you?, he was a fucking kid" she gritted out, but all marc could do was let out a tense sigh, "you know what forget it, what's he saying" nailah motioned towards khonshu keeping her face stone cold when khonshu appeared to her as well,"What about the ennead exactly khonshu? They don't know what!?". Khonshu always spoke bluntly but right now it felt as if it was heavily intensified, "the ennead doesn't know about Ra's avatar aka you, Ra kept all of his avatars secrets from the ennead afraid they'd abuse their power, I only knew because you and marc were freakishly connected, but you have to be there, you have to have his back during it, and present yourself as the fist, Ra will help you through it", nailah quite literally stood there with wide eyes and a extremely tense figure now her head was spinning, and she was spiraling, and- and she was afriad, terrified now even but her eyes drifted to marc and all that came out of her mouth was a stone cold, "okay".
Khonshu sent a message a pretty straightforward message to the ennead altering the day light sky and in the process creating a crescent moon as nailah and marc descended into the alley ways of egypt. "Let marc go in first, and then you a few minutes after" all nailah did was nod, but marc actually spoke, "where will you be?" And khonshu answered almost like he was smirking even if he couldn't physically, "I'll be there". Marc walks in as the portal, door thingy opens all by itself but not before he takes one look at nailah who was already looking at him, "good luck moonbeam" she whispered out towards him, and a hefty sigh followed right after. "Protect him in there please nailah, he will fight my control, just don't let him get hurt" khonshu appeared next to her as she stood near where the door had appeared, "I won't let him get hurt, but Ra hasn't spoken to me in years khonshu, I doubt he'd start now", the door opened and nailah breathed in through her nose closing her eyes before hearing khonshu's voice fading, "you'd be suprised eclispe". Marc had walked through the mirrored halls with tense steps, "i can't believe it we're inside the pyrmiad of giza" marc looked towards the mirror hearing steven let out a excited phrase and finally came upon the grand room. It was absolutely breathtaking; entire place candlelit, and a warm glow illuminating the entire space as black statues of the gods adorned each corner raised above a brick space with brick stairs leading up to each statue, and he thought to himself, what the absolute fuck was he getting himself into.
The trial had started 4 minutes ago, the gods hathor, horus, isis, tefnut, and osiris were all there in attendance pratically looking down at marc as nailah entered the ancient pyramid, and she watched as all the avatars eyes lit up signaling the gods were now present, and they were all staring at marc until she entered in front of all of them and now every single eye was on her. "Who are you, and how did you get in here" it was isis who had called out to her, but osiris held his hand out towards the goddess, because even though he was here on strictly business, he knew nailah and would never put her in harms way. "Let her speak" hathor called out and nailah's searched frantically around the room till they landed on him and her heart literally fluttered, he looked so gorgeous in this light. "Speak mortal" tefnut yelled out at nailah, who let out a deep breath, "I come on behalf of the father god Ra". The gods literally laughed all of them did expect osiris, "how can you be so sure? The mighty one never had an avatar, prove it, the avatar of Ra is said to have golden eyes, the color of the sun, show yourself Ra through your avatar" tefnut yelled out and nailah's eye fell to Marc's or who was khonshu who tensely nodded at her, letting her know it was okay, she was okay. Stepping out into better light, and letting the candles illuminate her entire being, "take your time nailah, whenever your ready" osiris spoke out, and then it happened she deeply inhaled and then her eyes; that molten gold color. She could hear the gods all gasp, but it was like she wasn't in control of her own body, someone, or something else was.
"YOU KNOW ME BY MY NAME, FOR I AM RA, AND WE ARE ONE", nailah yelled out, her voice alarmingly serious as she involuntarily descended the steps to where marc was. "Why did you never tell us about your avatar?" It was horus who called out towards her, or Ra? At this point nailah was extremely confused. "BECAUSE IT WAS NEVER ANY OF YOUR BUSINESS THATS WHY AND YOU GODS WOULD HAVE ABUSED THE POWER AND I WOULDN'T ALLOW IT", nailah let a little smirk form at the corner of her mouth, she could get used to telling the gods off, and apparently by the looks of it Marc could as well. "Nailah wasn't the first, her bloodline has always been my avatars and I've always protected them until their time was up, but she's different, and if you don't hear khonshu out we will have many more issues than me not telling you about my avatars legacy" what the absolute fuck. Nailah was internally freaking out, her parents were avatars..her baby would've been- holy fuck. She didn't even hear what khonshu was saying, fully allowing Ra to control the reigns now, that was until arthur walked in and now- now she was fucking alert, both of them were. Arthur started talking, but all nailah could see was pure firey red, she was fucking pissed, and then he started saying stuff about marc, and marc was now on his knees so nailah decided to step in, overpowering Ra's control she walked up to Arthur with dark eyes that just screamed, try it. Nailah landed one hard punch right along Arthur's jaw causing him to fall to the floor and make all the other gods stand up, but she could hear it, hear the (good job eclipse) he was talking to her again and it made a tiny proud smile show on her face.
"Are you just going to let her do this?" Arthur called out and nailah was ready to go at it again, but a soft hand caught her shoulder, marc. "We can't do much to stop her, we don't have that kind of power over the creator god, but we do over khonshu who is prohibited to ever control the sky again, if he does, he knows the consequences", nailah scowled and now it was her turn to give these gods a fucking talking too. "You are all fucking cowards, this earth can handle a few sky changes, you all know it's been through much worse, and you're going to punish one god?, one person?, if you fucking hurt them, then you'll have to deal with not just me, but Ra as well". She could see the proud smile on osiris's avatar and then the gods left and she got the fuck out of there with marc hot on her heels. "What the hell was that?" Marc yelled out from a distant, now he was pratically running and when he did catch up nailah and grab her wrist she turned around with a very angry look on her face. The anger nailah was filling was making her dizzy and it felt as if the entire world was spinning on its left side at a very slow pace but she was too angry to actually give a shit about it, way too angry. "Please talk to me, please" marc was now begging almost on his knees, but all nailah could hear was, (do it yourself, he will end up getting hurt, all of them, you have the power to do this yourself eclispe), Ra was talking to her again and she was begining to miss the quiet. "I- marc- I'm not doing this with you anymore, I'm- that was it- my last straw, because I can't screw up with Ra again, now I know my dad was also an avatar, I'm not tarnshing this legacy, loose my number okay?, goodbye marc".
He stood there watching her walk away,his shoulders slumping with dissapointment and sadness as he just watched her completely walk away from him, "until we meet again" marc murmured quietly and went the opposite direction, his back now to hers. Night had fallen now, marc had ran into layla, it was all just going incredibly wrong but he had to stay focused on the mission, he wasn't going to let harrow win. Layla apparently knew this People. It was almost like a jousting ring, at least that's what he assumed, and it seemed to be the head of all of this was preoccupied until layla and him walked up, and he moved out of the way only for marc to see, "nailah" layla had called out her name, but marc just stood still now staring daggers at the women who had beat them here. "Layla, and hmm, marc" she was monotone mentioning him, but her entire demeanor changed when the man turned back to her, fucking gods he was flirting with, taking in the sight of her body marc got to see not only but two days ago, and his jaw clenched so tightly he felt as if it would break. "This lovely woman here has been a absolute angel, got to talk to her all day, hoping to take her to dinner tonight, and maybe more after" the man winked at nailah who returned the flirtation, but marc read her like an open fucking book, she was not comfortable at all and marc wanted was to punch that smug smile off of mogarts face, but first he needed to get that damn map, and it seemed nailah was just that much closer than he was, almost like she was taunting him, and marc wanted nothing more than to just fucking take her somewhere private and fuck the absolute shit out of her until neither of them could stand.
(Focus eclispe, quit looking at the knight and get the map), Ra was demanding, and nailah understood why, but holy fuck it was like a nat constantly buzzing in her head, dont get her wrong she was thrilled that he was talking to her now, but holy shit he was like an excited motormouth kid. Nailah nodded to herself as they walked towards the structure holding the maps, and she caught marc's eye and nailah nodded towards him before smirking a bit and pulling Mogart towards, signaling for marc to get the map. Nailah was fucking uncomfortable, and she could tell layla was trying to get some of the attention off of her, and nailah really wanted to help, but their attention turned to marc now who just got finished talking with steven, and multiple guys pulled their guns on him. All of the sudden marc and nailah both had guns in their hands, "nailah, sunflower please" mogarts tone was mockingly annoying to nailah's ears, so in return she just stepped closer with the gun pressed at him. They had to give the guns up, and marc now was on his knees, which he didn't look bad at all on his knees, maybe he'd do that for- (holy pharaohs, focus eclispe please, summon the suit, or they will kill you all, and oh look there's harrow), Ra practically snarled out the name causing her eyes to flash gold, shit was about to go down. Now brought into the middle of the structure with their hands up and guns being pointed at them, but then chaos ensued of course which let nailah and marc both slip away pretty easily. Marc pulled nailah close to him, practically squishing her against him, but his face was dead serious as he stared at her.
"We need to go help layla" nailah whispered, as she tried to wrestle away from his grasp, "fine, but after we need to fucking talk, and I mean it nailah, if i have too i will tie you down", a taunting smirk curled onto nailah's face when it said the last few words and her eyebrow cocked up, "oh really? You'll have to catch me first pretty boy" nailah purred out, and he quite literally swore to khonshu his knees almost buckled at her words, and now he had to think about gross things to keep himself steady. "You ready?, cause I've been itching to punch something" and with a nod of conformation marc went out first on top of the golden, glass pyramid. "Where did they go!?" The men around layla yelled out, and there was moonknight on top of the pyramid looking down at the group, but nailah, nailah walked in with her armorer on, glowing golden eyes. Extending her hand out, allowing the staff to materialize with a smirk on her face, and then the fight ensued. 5 minutes into the fight nailah had lost sight of layla, she had been keeping an eye on her just to make sure she didn't get hurt, but that's when it happened, one second marc was fighting a guy then it was, it was Steven. Nailah faltered seeing steven again which in turn allowed mogart to impale her with his joustimg stick. She fell to her knees with a loud grunt, and when she looked up she saw marc with mulitple jousting sticks sticking out of him, and then her eyes fell to layla, "no, no, no," she whispered; marc screamed, and that was enough for nailah to stand and pull the stick out, but marc was faster and saved layla. "Nailah behind you!" Layla yelled out as one of the last guys standing ran up behind her, which was not wise to do because nailah was pissed enough as it is, so without even moving nailah swung her arm back and killed the guy impaling him with her staff and harshly pulling it out.
She didn't say anything as she walked past them, didn't say anything as she got into the car hearing them argue, one because she didn't want to listen, and two, (we need to get to the tomb, we don't have time for this eclispe, they can not come or they will die), nailah wanted to hit her head so hard the voices would just go away, she missed the silence, she really did. "Nailah! Come on we need to hurry" layla gently waved her hand in front of nailah's face who seemed to have zoned out, but finally snapped out of her trance looking at layla with tired eyes. Her eyes carried heavy bags, and her light brown eyes darkened with the starry night sky, "are you okay nailah?", she thought it was sweet that layla actually cared, but besides telling her the truth all she did was nod her head and hop out of the jeep. They were talking again, layla and marc, and again nailah wasn't listening her mind wandered elsewhere once more, she just couldn't seem to focus with this bad feeling of impending doom, it happened before she became the fist of ra, it happened before billy russo killed her, and now it was happening again. Her chest felt tight, and her head was sloshy almost, she was nauseous and felt like she could collaspe any second, but what calmed her nerves was the beautifully cold Egyptian desert air, it hit her everywhere. Starting at the back of her thighs, since now she was wearing tan baggy cargo pants that allowed her to feel the air, and it traveled up to her arms that were on display now that she had changed into a tight short sleeved black tee, nailah never really liked showing her arms, I mean sure it was normal to have stretch marks especially since she carried alot of muscle on her arms, but- okay nevermind she needed to get out of her head and focus on the air moving, an air she could control if she really wanted to.
Ma- steven was now finsihed with the map, quite literally making it into a star map, it was khonshu's voice that pulled her out of her zoned out trance. "I remember that night, I remember every (k)night" Khonshu called out to the three of them, and nailah was the first to follow, not even bothering to look at steven and layla, but steven was staring at her...- with heavily concerned eyes, but he needed to focus, hopefully after all of this he could actually have a chat with her, and layla both. Steven stood next to khonshu now with the girls behind the both of them, "I can turn back the night sky" khonshu sounded almost sullen, I mean he always sort of did, but this was a greater sullen than before, "but how" steven asked aloud, and nailah was now wondering the same thing because she remembered what the gods said they were going to do if khonshu messed with the sky again, and it worried her greatly, but there wasn't anything she could do now, unless Ra was willing to help. "It will come at a cost and, I cannot do it alone. Steven, when the gods imprison me, tell marc to free me" khonshu lifted his hand to the night sky as Steven's suit engulfed him and his hands reaced up along with the gods. It was absolutely breathtaking, the cold Egyptian sky now lit with brilliant purple colors, and flashes of white lights as the stars moved along a sort of axis like how the earth spun. Nailah was absolutely mesmerized, she felt like she could just reach up and touch the night sky, and so she lifted her hand, and her suit decided to engulf her, and for the first time in a long time Ra showed himself to the four of them helping khonshu, and Steven hold the sky in place.
Thats when khonshu began fading, practically turning into dust, but- but then Ra began to fade, not like how khonshu faded it was more of a, him turning transparent, and inevitably invisible. Steven's mask dissapeared off of his face, but nailah still felt the power surging through her. The gods had entrapped khonshu, and managed to somehow keep Ra from presenting him, only they couldn't contain his power. The light show had stopped and Steven just collapsed into the sand; Layla and nailah immediately were by his side. "Marc", "steven" layla and nailah both called out at the same time, oddly enough nailah called out for marc, while layla practically whispered Steven's name, both women staring up at each other in total panic, and then there were gun shots. Nailah was quick to jump in front of Layla shielding her from the bullets until they were both, and steven too were sent rolling down the sand dune, luckily enough it was right by the jeep they had used beforehand. Nailah hit her fucking head on the wheel of the jeep, pretty fucking hard too since it caused her to pass out, and now she understood why marc wore the mask. Layla was the one who managed to fight off arthurs men all by herself, and nailah took note of this when she woke up sometime after steven did, she was going to say something but her mind stopped her before she could, and again was now focused on what they truly came for even if the impending doom feeling was still there. It took the rest of the night, but finally the three had made it to the tomb, and while layla and Steven were..flirting?, (is that what that is?, its absolute pathetic) the voice in her head startled her, she didn't expect ra to still be able to talk too her and all that, but damn was she happy right now for it.
"If you two could stop flirting, and hurry up that would be lovely" nailah gritted out after seeing them kiss, was she jealous, no absolute not, just umm- yeah okay she was jealous fuck off. "Do you need a harness?" Bless layla for actually caring to ask, but all in all it made her smirk a bit, "oh no curls, I'll be peachy, see you inside". She showed off for sure, jumping straight down the hole and into a "superhero" pose with the biggest smirk on her face as the others followed, poor steven practically fell down the hole. "Come on we can't waste daylight" nailah whispered as they ventured into the tomb. While Steven and layla went one way, nailah ventured off without warning and went a different way then the other two, (wait, wait why are you doing this eclispe, they're going to get killed), gods she really wished Ra would make up his mind. "Oh now you want to fucking help them?, hmm, no, you strictly said to do this my way, or else they do die, so that's exactly what I'm going to do" nailah was fuming, every part of her body felt like cold fire right down to the blood streaming in her body. That's when she heard it, a scream, a crash, and something else, but then as she approached the source of the sound in an overspread of darkness, she was met with an ugly creature that launced itself right at her. She heard another loud yell as the monster on top of her got even closer to her face. Another crash, "fuck this" nailah growled, her eyes flickering gold, and a ray of beautiful, almost blinding bright light erupted from her hand, killing the zombie protector, and she ran. Steven on the other hand made it to the literal tomb, a literal tomb!, "I can't believe this is actually happening" Steven whisper yelled with a smile on his face. He reached the tomb carefully stepping on the stones as he made his way over. "So you kissed her?, both of them actually, did you like it?" Marc. Steven frowned slightly at the voice of the other, "yeah, I did like it actually, but that's not important right now innit?" Steven pushed the heavy sarcophagus lid aside, and as he looked inside his breath caught in his throat, "holy shit, I think we just found the lost tomb of alexander the great".
Nailah ran as fast as she fucking could to whatever she was hearing, but she stopped once she saw, harrow, harrow was standing right across from her on a seprate part of the tomb, divided by a huge hole, and apparently he saw her too. "Nailah amir, eclispe, the woman of war, the manipulator, the sunbird" Arthur called out, and nailah's hand immediately whipped out and her golden staff materialized itself, "don't you fucking call me that" nailah was angry, pissed, and fuming with fire. "What do you want harrow, I swear to the gods if you hurt any of them, I will make you beg for fucking mercy" her eyes flickered golden as she stared at the man in front of her. "Oh, I won't do anything, they'll do that themselves, I just got finished talking to the lovely layla, you should probably go check on them, but be warned nailah I will get what I want" Arthur's voice never wavered, and that just ticked her off. So she brought Arthur to his knees right in front of her, given she gracefully jumped to the other side, and now she was the one looking down upon harrow with her staff right under his chin. "No, you be warned harrow, you can hurt me, kill me even, I don't give a fuck what happens to me, but if you hurt her, or him, I will make you beg" nailah snarled out and landed a punch on his jaw before running to find layla and Steven. Nailah walked in right as marc began to front once more, so she stayed back, stayed behind the sarcophagus, "layla we need to go now, harrow's on his way here" nailah butted in quietly, and timid like, but that seemed to just piss Layla off some more and she pointed a finger right at nailah making nailah take a few steps back. "Layla please, we don't have time" nailah pleaded with the woman who was now stalking closer too her, "you knew didn't you, you knew, and you helped him bring a killer right towards my father" layla was angry and nailah understood, she did, but "and if we don't leave now layla we, WE are bringing a killer right too us", and that's exactly what happened. Harrow walked right through the entrance with his other cult men, and that caused marc and nailah both to stand side by side once again. Nailah clad in Ra's gifted armor, her staff materializing in her hand, while marc stood, tense in his normal, mundane clothes; two sides of one coin.
"You know I do have to thank all of you, for leading me right here, I truly owe you" nailah's eyes flickered gold and pratically stood in front of marc using her body as a shield. "Always the shield nailah, don't you ever get tired of it?" Without missing a beat, right after harrow spoke, nailah threw her staff straight at three of harrow's men, killing them, making nailah smirk at harrow, as marc hacked into Arthur's men with the axe he took from Alexander the greats tomb. Shit, shit, shit, nailah was frantically searching for layla, and at the same time nailah's eyes found her, another one of harrow's men found her too, "don't you fucking dare" nailah growled, and jumped up onto the mans shoulders using her literal thighs to snap his neck. Landing on her feet in front of marc, who was giving her a very intresting look, but she, she had that feeling again, the impending doom feeling, and instead of using that feeling to kill arthur harrow she used it to say three words to marc, right here, right now, "I love you" nailah whispered just loud enough to where he could hear it, before she turned around to see harrow..harrow with a gun. One loud shot rang in her ears, "marc.." she fell quiet, the bullet didn't hit her, it hit him, it, it hit him. No, no, no,..nailah wanted to scream, but she was frozen in place, and then another shot rang out, this time she saw it hit marc right in the chest. "NOO" nailah screamed. Her eyes flickered golden, she frantically searched for her staff until she looked up and, Arthur had it, he threw it, and nailah felt it, blood poured out of her mouth and it was all painted black like a beautiful vincent van gogh painting and maybe she should've listened to the gut feeling.
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sparrowatheart · 1 year
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Did some more art of my Marvel Original Character, Winter, for @tinymintywolf ‘s Marvel OC November!
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ronnieleseagoat · 1 year
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🎃HAPPY HALLOWEEN from Dannie and Wade! 🦇 Wade just wanted another photo for his… collection! Totally innocent, I’m sure… #halloweenart #marvelart #marvelhalloween #marveloc #marvelfanart #dannieoc #dannieface #dannierichards #dannierichardsart #danniefaceart #dannierichardsoc #spiderdan #spiderdanart #deadpool #wadewilson #deadpoolart #deadpoolfanart #deadpoolhalloween #spidermanoc #spiderverse #spiderverseoc #spiderverseart #ocart #oc #originalcharacter #ocartist #originalcharacterart #wadewilsonfanart #deadpoolbobross #bobrossdeadpool (at Happy Halloween!) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkYn5FcryBY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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johnnmurphy · 2 years
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Pretense: Chapter 1 ↳ gummy worms
With the slam of a neighboring door, Peter's eyes shoot open. He's laid in his bed and only a few seconds pass before a sense of panic floods through him. In a swift motion, he reaches for his phone, ripping it from the charger, and sees he was supposed to be awake nearly twenty minutes ago.
Peter shoots out of bed, annoyance consuming him as he frantically tries to get out of bed, tripping from the tangled blanket. His face nearly smacks the wood floor before he catches himself but there's no time for a sigh as relief so he's back to his feet in seconds, grabbing clean clothes and getting changed.
This has become somewhat of a normal experience. In high school, the whole balancing Spider-Man and school weren't too difficult. High school was much easier but after entering college, he's been slipping a little. More late nights as Spider-Man, patrolling and fighting crime, balancing late nights with friends, and late nights studying. His grades have been perfectly fine but his sleep schedule is an utter wreck and now he's left constantly oversleeping and hoping he just manages to make it to class without being late.
As soon as Peter gets his shoes on, he's running out of the door. On the way through the dorm hallway, he pumps into a few people, quick apologies spurring from his lips without slowing pace. His feet patter against the pavement and the lingering summer sun hits his arms. Peter's heart pounds inside his chest as he enters the building off the quad. More apologies spurred from his lips as he bumped into a few people. The classroom comes into view and to his relieved disbelief, it's still open. Barely.
The professor starts closing it just as Peter closes in. He quickly speeds up and comes into view. With heaving breaths, Peter reaches the door and barely stops it from closing. Peter offers an apologetic expression as the professor looks him over. The professor shakes his head, a few loose grey hairs shake with him, but a very faint and gentle smile is written across his lips.
"Mr. Parker, cutting it close." The professor says, he's serious but it's said with a light-hearted tone.
"I'm sorry." Peter mutters while the door closes.
Peter doesn't spend time looking for a seat. He goes to the first open seat he spots, his cheeks tinting while a few people stare at him. He never did like it when people looked at him for being late. A breath falls from his lips as he sits behind a girl with pink hair. His heart rate starts to go back to normal as the professor takes the front of the class and gets ready for the lecture. Peter digs through his bag and pulls out a tablet with a holographic keyboard, a late graduation present from Tony.
The lecture proceeds and Peter is less than attentive, his mind focusing on the night before. A massive fire ripped through a seven-floor apartment. Peter didn't even think before going inside. It was reckless, thoughtless, and stupid. He's Spider-Man, not a firefighter. Of course, he did save a few people who likely would have perished if it weren't for him but Peter's suit isn't designed to withstand temperatures that hot. A bit of flaw the more he thinks about it. The fire was out of control and too hot. It was burning everything in its path within seconds. He's lucky he didn't die or get burned.
FFN // AO3 // WATTPAD
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@arrthurpendragon // @jvstjewels // @hiddenqveendom // @raith-way
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journeytodrawiii · 2 years
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Hey everyone!! This is a drawing of my marvel oc, Jack! I wanted to go for a chill vibe here.. but also have the character distressed.. because he’s had... well he’s had quite the life 😂. I’m very vERY proud of this drawing!! I feel like my drawings just keep getting better and I’m very excited to keep growing and learning as an artist. Anyway, if anyone has any questions about him feel free to leave a comment! I love ranting about my oc’s and I know so much about this big guy!!! <333
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willaeru · 3 months
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Professor Lyra Lynxton “Lynx” : The Nurse and biology teacher of the school, is somewhat ashamed and unhappy with her mutant gift. That and coupled with the fact she’s constantly buried beneath paperwork as a teacher and being the school's nurse and physician, she’s never seen without a cup of coffee. Tired, annoyed and fed up, it’s not uncommon for her to be rude or impatient. Though lately for whatever reason it seems as though it’s getting worse, perhaps the papers she has from Dr. Hank Mcoy, Curt Corners to even Nathaniel Essex could shed light as to why.
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lovethedanielhd · 2 years
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Go go power rangers 💥
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god-of-nothing · 1 year
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You know what, I don't care about being cringe... as if I ever cared but still if I wanna draw my selfinserts I will and nobody's gonna stop me : 3 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ #marvel #marveloc #marveloriginalcharacter #originalcharacter #oc #marvelselfinsert #selfinsert #art #drawing #purple #violet #magenta #pretty #retro https://www.instagram.com/p/ClJ8vxjPiCz/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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theartisticpixelbit · 2 months
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In complete contrast to the previous post, we have dress Yuki, and she is absolutely suffering in that corset and layers of cloth!
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skywalkersolos-blog · 2 years
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Ivory Stark
(Old polyvore oc)
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