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kariachi · 8 months
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Mike has, canonically, at least 96 teeth, assuming he's symmetrical.
How do you have a character like that and just, never even allude to it again?!
Let this boy be more teeth than person, damnit!
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waywardlive · 1 year
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neopuff · 1 year
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gwen/charmcaster/mike // face down
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sagechan · 1 year
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Ben had such a big fat crush on Mike Morningstar when they first met are you KIDDING me
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pawzofchaos · 2 months
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Might just be self projecting with me and my brother , but I’d like to think these two are platonic soulmates
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xo-vinnie · 2 months
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what genre of men is this
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postingwasteland · 3 months
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Ah yes, a new character to add to my ✨short king✨ category-
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If you know any other ✨short kings✨ feel free tag em
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michaeltournament · 11 months
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pablohunie1993 · 7 months
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the trope of michael being less important does something to my brain. like you were practically fated to rebel and fall but you were gods favorite and hung the stars and no matter how close in proximity i am both literally and through service you retain this influence and empty space in place of your old self WHAAAAAT
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sinner-sunflower · 5 days
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The writer's urge to make an Archangel AU with all my fave characters from different fandoms.
Kinda Supernatural inspired with a mass falling of angels that Earth sees as a global meteor shower.
The Archangels are already on Earth, they went down a long time ago and have no idea how the 'meteor shower' even happened.
Someone tipped off hunters that angel eyes can grant them power to see the future or something like that when consumed.
A mass hunting of fallen angels had commenced once the word had spread. And then one day, an archangel's dead body was discovered by Lucifer in LA.
(A fair warning that these are mostly my fave guy characters)
Lucifer and Michael: twins played by the british man in the show Lucifer
Uriel: is Mike Ross, his photographic memory is an ability of his as the Archangel of Wisdom
Raphael: is Evan Buckley. As the Archangel of healing, he wanted to save people in the front lines and not just behind hospital doors.
Gabriel: is Anthony Dinozzo, he's God's messenger and used his ability at NCIS to talk his way up and out of situations
Camael/Chamuel: is Olivia Benson, Archangel of Divine Justice. That's why she went into SVU.
That's all who I can think of for now
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If anyone is interested, leave a comment below! I'd love to share more on how the Archangels got their vessels
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cookiesinthecloud · 8 months
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The Sandman: Brief Lives #48 // Lucifer #75
“I have had my fill of the old life, and that is all I care about. Perhaps this is the ultimate freedom, eh, Dream Lord? The freedom to leave.”
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kariachi · 8 months
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Three bajillion years ago I wrote a fic touching on Mike's extra mouths.
Wasn't happy looking back, so I redid it.
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One by one, he counted and recounted the bones in the back of the hand, running his thumb over each in turn. There was probably a word for them, he probably could have asked and got an answer right there, but he didn’t really give a shit. What he cared about was that they all seemed to be there- there were no missing, no extra, none out of place. For all intents and purposes, it was a perfectly normal hand, more scarred than most with scratches and punctures- as its owner was prone to be once the makeup was off and you paid attention- but still just like that of anyone else who hadn’t lost a finger or something along the way.
Then, you turned it over. On instinct his thumb moved to trace the palm lines that weren’t there, ghosting over the trails they would have left on anyone else before he caught himself. It wasn’t that the palm was flat and featureless, but that its features were notably different. Subtle lines, like those leading to the thumb, radiated out from the center of the palm, where a small divot betrayed just how different this all was. Far from the most obvious sign that, whatever they might have been, a normal, non-mutant human the owner was not, but more than the likes of him ever had to deal with. Seemingly minor enough to slip by, but a trait that once one person noticed everyone else would look for forever, even if they didn’t know what was hidden underneath.
Technically, Kevin himself didn’t know for certain.
His thumb brushed against the skin to the side of the divot in a loose circle as he considered the best was to ask. A needless endeavor, it seemed, as with a huffing sigh Mike almost didn’t fidget beside him. Just slightly the divot unfurled before the resulting opening began to gape wider, wider, wider, until it took up the vast, vast majority of the palm. Looking into it was like looking into a pit, one lined with rows of large, sharp canine teeth. Each had to be a good half inch or more in length, eight to a row- as he’d guessed from the bitemarks the bastard left everywhere- and with
“Okay, I’m impressed,” Kevin said, eyes wide as he turned Mike’s hand in his own for a good view. He got quick chuckle in response. “I figured about the first set, but four? What do you use the other ones for?” Mike shrugged.
“Not for anything, to be honest. They don’t even move forward if you pull one out, they regrow where they are.” He hemmed a moment. “There was a period during the third grade I picked up chewing pencils but it didn’t last long.”
“Yeah,” Kevin snorted, “there’s some places you just don’t want splinters.”
“And in your back gums is one of them,” came the confirmation with a nod. Humming, Kevin continued his inspection. He could honestly say he’d never seen anything quite like this on anybody before. Oh, the eternal pit mouth he’d seen on one species, but Gourmand had nothing on these as far as he was concerned. It was, as he’d said, impressive.
“Does it- If you flexed your hand…?” Rolling his eyes in a way that far more amused than anything Mike did so, the mouth contorting as he did so that his frontmost teeth clicked gently against their neighbors. The other rows seemed unaffected. When he was done, he held the whole thing flat and shut his teeth together on their own. Kevin gave a low whistle.
“That’s really cool.” There wasn’t a way he couldn’t say it out loud, or judge the way Mike preened when he did. He’d grown up with few enough people honestly being impressed and positive about his powers, that he wasn’t about to withhold it from somebody else. Even if it was the local dipshit.
“They’re also venomous,” Mike said. Over the course of a long heartbeat Kevin dropped both their hands, turning to him with a creased brow and open mouth.
“Seriously?” Taking back his hand, Mike nodded. Kevin released a single ‘huh’. “I wondered how you got people falling over you like that, didn’t know if it was tied to the biting or not.”
“Why,” Mike asked, raising an eyebrow at him with a frown like he was an idiot, “would you not assume it was tied to the biting?”
“I didn’t know you, you could just like biting people,” Kevin said with a shrug. Mike glared, muttering something like ‘fucking moron’ under his breath.
“The teeth in my extra mouths are venomous,” he said slowly, “it makes creatures need to be around me.”
“Handy.” Especially when one considered his original modus operandi. Mike only gave a half nod though.
 “When you’re a teenager looking for attention and easy meals. Less so when you’re a toddler.” With an empty huff of a laugh, he shook his head. “I gained quite the reputation before I got old enough to know better.” Kevin could only nod to that.
“Didn’t we all…” There was an unfortunate tendency for people without powers to assume anyone with them was actively trying to cause trouble if they misused them, no matter how young they were at the time. Back in his hometown people had still been judging Kevin for frying a conveyor belt at the store eight years later. But, the mess that was their standing in society was a whole other topic, one that was too heavy to go into then and there. So, Kevin put a smile back on his face, tilting his chin as Mike. “So, energy powers, super strength, and you’re venomous? And I thought I was the jack of all trades around here.” A bit of tension easing away, Mike chuckled.
“You have more variety, I’ll give you that,” he said. “It’s just that my powers are better.” Snorting, Kevin tried and only just failed to scowl at him, socking him in the arm.
“I’ve kicked your ass before, Morningstar.” A flash of a smirk came in return.
“Only as many times as I’ve kicked yours-”
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masterpaulox · 2 months
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No se que tenia en la mente para hacer esto pero bueno aqui lo dejo /:
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The Morningstar Siblings! 🔥☀️🎆
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jleaguedarkfanfic · 11 months
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Momentos em equipe #25
Hope: Qual o filme de terror favorito de vocês?
Zoe: It
Miles: Jogos Mortais
Mike: Annabelle
Adam: High School Musical
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shinelikethunder · 2 years
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