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Nightshade Eyes [Reaper/Soldier:76] CHAPTER 3

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A lithe figure hidden by a heavy cloak and hood stalked the shadows with a heavy bag tied around their waist. The eerie night brought a sense of peace as the lack of ghouls signalled another safe night: but it hardly brough comfort when the only protector was currently bedridden and dying in the house of their new resident.

The bag bounced as the stalker tried their best to go unnoticed as some decided to enjoy the night by standing idly outside of their abodes. The delivery was nothing to be ashamed of, and barely illegal outside of the castle’s territory, alas it was something they all pretend to ignore in a facade of if the king will not save us, then our offerings shall go to the Devil herself.

The cape got stuck on a thicket and the nearest resident (a strange jittery man with burn scars and a pennant for setting ghouls alight) cackled at the failed attempt at stealth.

“Ye being inconspicuous?” He dragged out the final word in an attempt to display his newfound vocabulary, courtesy of the nomadic scholar who frequently visits them.

The figure tried freeing their cape but failed as the thicket refused to let up. Frustrated and with little time to waste, the cape was ripped off and thrown to the floor revealing an irritated woman clad in tight impractical leather. Her fashion choice was an adaptation of exorcists’ mandatory attire, and she swore it instilled fear in those who saw her.

But she was not supposed to be seen.

“Oh look at you! Learned a new word, rat?” she sneered as he continued the cackle. The insult did little affect him and only fueled his laughter. She stepped forward to manually silence him, but the weight around her hips reminded her of her mission. He was dying. Deciding that the rat-man’s life was a lot more insignificant than his , she spat an ancient curse at him before bolting to the house on the hill.

No candlelight nor fire flickered in the windows, and she was reminded of Mei’s soft-spoken warning of the newcomer’s obstacle: he was without sight. Something easy to remedy, and yet the man who hails from the castle walls continues to live such a difficult life. If he were a smart man, he would travel to the Fae Forest and have them cure his unfortunate loss with little payment. Once, she asked the question of why the King and his men feared magic and she was promptly reminded of her orphanage which only confused her more, for her memories never went that far.

The house was quiet and a fear washed over her as she wondered if he was already dead. She raised her hand to her temple and gently pressed against the skin beside her eyebrow; a spark of electricity emitted from her fingertips and travelled down her body, to her legs and entering the ground at her feet. She followed the trail as it entered the house and connected with a barely alive body.

Relieved, she stalked around the house to where the pulse found him and was pleased to see that the newcomer did not vandalise the windows yet. It was a common practice to always board up your windows if you do not want visitors, the countryside etiquette took some time getting used to.

And to prove that, she carefully pried open the windowpane and effortlessly slid inside with the heavy bag carefully lifted to not accidentally puncture. If she had to go all the way back to get a new one, then she would have to count her losses and prepare the funeral for she saw no pleasure in returning to the Devil.

Inside, she spotted the forming corpse on a depressing bed and no one else in sight. Unsure if the newcomer would interrupt them, she first crept to the door and carefully locked it as she was shown to do in case of emergencies. The corpse coughed as he sensed her presence, or maybe he realised he was finally getting fed. Not wanting to waste time, she hurried over to the body on the bed and made work to detach the bag and pry it open.

Inside she carefully wrapped her hands around a wet, dying heart. Whose it was she never asked. She sent a spark through the organ and it beat once-twice to allow the remaining blood to expel from its orifices. The body groaned and leaned in towards the smell of fresh blood.

“Hurt yourself and I will be the one to explain to her why her child is dead you fool.” She spoke as she lifted the organ and held it just above his masked face. Another spark sent blood gushing out and she aimed it to slide past the well-concealed opening to his mouth. As soon as the blood made contact did his eyes shoot open and his body jerked towards her.

Throwing the heart at him she observed as he pushed aside his mask, and ignored the pain as it tugged at his flesh where it was forcibly embedded, and dug teeth and claws into the falsely pulsating organ and began devouring. He only growled and moaned as the tough flesh was ripped apart and slowly began disappearing down his throat. She wondered if they all fed the same way, but again she was reminded of his usual feeding etiquette: quiet, reserved, and ashamed.

The heart was gone almost as soon as she gave it to him, but she knew it would not be enough to take him back home. Fed, the body lied back down and gave a final sigh. His mask was still pushed aside and was tearing his skin apart at its current angle, but he had to wait before it could be returned to its place. Creeping closer once again, she pulled out a piece of cloth and did her best to clean the mess. He hated being dirty.

“ Gratias tibi… ” he groaned out in his ancient tongue. Although well-versed, she did not particularly enjoy conversing in the tongue of days passed. Finished, she carefully pulled at his mask to cover his face and listened as the skin slithered to pull it in deeper into its proper place.

“It is a pleasure you fool.” she noticed blood-soaked bandages across his chest from when he sat up to feed. She was hardly a healer herself, but even she could see that unskilled hands tried to tend to him. She undid them by retrieving a small but deadly blade and cleanly cut through them, revealing the wound which bound him to the sorrowful bed. At first she was confused, because a wound so small would hardly weaken him, but as she scanned his body she realised his neck was the problem: a deep cut was drawn almost all the way around, and if not for the immediate intake of fresh blood she was sure he would be spending some time to mend it.

“Your neck.” she said. He reached up a weak hand to touch at the wound and grumbled, “Boy.”

“I told you to stay away from him.”

“Attack. Me.”

“Which is why I told you to stay away. One would think a man of your age would have learned the ways of the world.”

“Young. Scared.”

She placed a hand over his mask, where his mouth should be, and only shook her head. Only he would try and chase down a rabid werebeast in an attempt to save them. Although she could barely remember when she met him, she knew he had done the same for her. He would always do that, risk his life to save others. It was a wonder the Devil was not bored with him yet.

“ Mama is scared. She thought you died. That fae was here for not long and she is clearly a healer. Did she heal you? Your wounds are worse.”

He nodded weakly and touched the wounds on his torso already beginning to heal. If she returned to the Devil tomorrow, he would be ready to come home in less than a moon-change.

“ Spurius discere debuit. ” His words made her turn her attention to the locked door. She almost forgot about the newcomer. From what she heard he was rather… unpleasant and would often growl and glare at whoever decided to come bother him. She tried to imagine him tending to wounds with the aid of the fae, and wondered why the poor bandaging was allowed by the healer. But it hardly mattered because she would go back to the Devil and have him healed before the King could be informed about his existence. The last thing they needed was another Knight trying to rid the world of evil. If only they knew.

She heard the distant cry of a crow and a flick of her faze confirmed that her time was running out. The night was still young, but the moonlight was making her weary since she had to forgo her cape. She made sure the blood did not stain the floor and pressed a kiss to the temple of the mask in farewell.

“Stay strong vetelus. ” the ancient word stung her tongue. She did not listen for a response and quickly jumped out of the window to return home.

… … …

The locket burned against his skin as he uselessly opened his eyes. It was sunrise. Jack could feel the warmth from the infiltrating sunrays and groggily pulled himself up from the uncomfortable cot he requested to be placed by the broken fireplace. He would rather be uncomfortable for the rest of his life than share a room with an exorcist.

He sat still and tried to listen for any evidence of the monster still being alive, but the only thing he could hear was the village waking up and an irritating cock announcing the sun’s visitation.

Angela depended on him to ensure the exorcist was alive, and no matter how hard he tried to fight against it, even he understood what it meant to simply let the thing die. He has killed many of their kind, and yet this was the first time he heard of people being fond of their existence. And if they were fond, then the probability of it having some relations were high.

And Jack would not like to fight off an angry village with or without sight.

He pulled himself up and out from his cot and made to check up on the corpse when a knock on his door stopped him. He has already threatened those who came to bother him, but the insistent knocking demanded attention and he was too weary to ignore it. Trying his best to navigate his unfamiliar surroundings, Jack came to the door and pulled it open to be met with a fist connecting with his collarbone. The contact sent a sharp tingle down his body and he hissed at the uncomfortable feeling.

“You are much taller than I expected! I thought old men were supposed to be tiny!” The voice was feminine and much too cheerful.

“What do you want?” He grunted out not wanting a visitor.

“I am here to check up on my, mmm, how can I say? Superior?”

He was not given a chance to respond as the stranger pushed past him and entered the house. He closed the door and turned to where he thought they were, but the location was quickly revealed:

“Hey vetelus! Wake up!” the voice came from the door to where the corpse resided, and Jack asked himself how the stranger knew, and knocked again on the door. He wanted to inform the stranger that the door was open, but a jingle of the doorknob confused him: he never locked the door.

“ Faex, I really would have liked to not go back to her.”

“Who are you?” Jack has had enough with all of these people infiltrating his deathbed. The others had the decency to at least enter respectfully and be pleasant, but this one was… it reminded Jack of the snivelling brats who would awe every time he paraded down the street clad in his armour and proudly held up the head of a recently slain exorcist.

“Hmm? How rude of me: Sombra, exorcist in training.” She took hold of his hand in an attempted greeting, but he pulled it back as the words registered. Exorcist in training.

“There’s more of you?”

“Oh, a non-believer? Let me guess, you were very happy when the Knights came back with a head?”

He kept himself quiet lest he reveal his true past. If there were two exorcists, then it could only mean him harm if his identity were revealed. His existence proved to be boresome as the young exorcist resumed her knocking and yelling. Jack was tempted to send again for Angela, but his pride would not allow him. He was the one who wanted to die, did he not?

What better way than for two exorcists to tear him apart?

“Hey-!” the yelling was cut off as the door was torn open and slammed loudly against the wall. A brief, yet eerie, silence overcame the house. Jack does not know the full extent of an exorcists’ abilities, although they had similarities the powerful and ancient ones had unique powers only granted when the Devil favoured them too much.

And he had no idea who the exorcists in his house were.

“At last.” the stranger, Sombra he refused to say, muttered and quick footsteps indicated that she entered the room with the monster. Curious, he followed and listened:

“Look at you, able to open doors are we?”

A grumble responded.

“Your neck looks better, but you might need more. Would you prefer a wildebeest this time?”

Your neck looks better. The words horrified Jack. The previous evening he was sure of an intruder, but he chalked it up to being paranoid at the evil in his evil. Angela once told him he was prone to hallucinations when she healed him, and he considered it to be a permanent side-effect.

“You! You broke in last night?” He spat.

“Me? Are old men not supposed to be deaf?”

“Sombra, shut up.” The third voice was unfamiliar but belonged to the only other presence in the room: the exorcist. Its voice was gluttral and sounded painful as it pushed out the words. The voice of a Devil’s child.

“Forgive me oh dear Re-”

“ Sombra. ” The words were harsh and Jack felt a chill run through his bones as the words echoed in his head. Whatever this exorcist was, it was powerful. Jack had heard tales of many exorcists, but the one that remained a favourite among the troops were the Devil’s First Child: a powerful ruler whose bloodlust turned them to discover the most evil power known to man. If the tales were true, then this exorcist is possibly the strongest creature alive.

“ Fine. Ungrateful bastard.”

There was a short, yet intense, whispering session before it abruptly stopped. A deep sigh, “Then I’ll see you tonight vetelus. ” The apprentice made to leave the house and stopped by Jack, he could feel her stare at him but he could not return the favour.

“Do not attempt to care for his wounds, you are sloppy and your lack of training only makes my life difficult.”

“Gladly.” he sneered at her.

He heard her footsteps fading, the front door opened and he was once again left in the company of the primary exorcist. Only this time, it was awake.

“Thank you for healing me.” The voice said in a low growl, the chill from earlier repeated. Jack did not want to speak with the thing, so he remained silent.

“I was unaware of someone moving in.” the exorcist spoke up again. “One would think I would be allowed to have my own home, but even they cannot see me as nothing but a Devil child.”

“You live here?”

“Yes, but don’t hurt yourself by leaving. Once I am healed, I will return to my family.”

Family. Jack did not know what to do with this information, in fact he hardly knew what to do about the entire situation. His habits wanted him to find the nearest sword and end it, but knowing that someone was here and actively seeking the thing out was enough to keep Jack at bay. The apprentice sounded young, and youth often had an advantage in battle.

In unfamiliar territory, Jack found himself hesitantly torn between simply leaving the conversation or staying and ensuring the exorcist was not on the verge of dying as Angela feared. Angela.

“I must send a message.” Jack announced as he pushed himself away from the door and slowly walked towards his cot. The door between himself and the exorcist was still open and he could hear a grunt as the bed creaked from a slight movement. The exorcist was more human than those he had encountered; usually silent and mysterious, speaking in a tongue no one remembers and releasing animalistic sounds in battle.

But this one spoke like a human and it reminded him too much of a love gone wrong.

#fanfiction #ao3 #archive of our own #overwatch #reaper #soldier76 #soldier 76 #soldier:76 #gabriel reyes #jack morrison #reaper76 #reaper x soldier #reaper x solder76 #reaper/soldier #reaper/soldier76 #nightshade eyes #medieval au #fantasy au

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the-silver-peahen-residence · 2 years ago

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Were the fraction leaders also effected like the other fractions in New York? Did Sukuna really scar many of you after his attacks?

Second, are Melinda and Vivi alright after having their souls ripped out and killed by the king? And what were those hands that tried to grab Jaron, Shdwkyz, Melinda, and Vivi?

Jinx, Rex, Ashley, Willow, and Yuuka said nothing remembering that but they look to the anon to think of the question.

"Well, of course he did. After what he did to us, the other leaders Ink, Joshua, Ethan, Guam, Matt, Kali, and Fin were also mentally scared and physically scared too. True, we were still thinking about it even from the attacks. I know me and the others have something of a scar from him...but..it's either on a different area on us." Jinx explains with the other leaders nodding.

"Honestly that was a terrible day...but we all survived even if we bear scars that might not heal with our demon blood. He was a powerful curse." Willow touches her neck remembering the chains she and the others had on them.

"So to answer you yes, we were affected by that and I know so was Ink and the others too." Rex adds in with Yuuka nodding and Ashley hugging herself shaking nervous.

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Melinda and Vivi read their questions but looks to one another then at the anon.

"Yes, me and Vivi are...okay. After our souls were ripped out and being killed by the king. Honestly, it was really scary. I wasn't expecting such a cold feeling to run through me. Vivi tells me that sort of thing shouldn't have happened but he was seriously powerful....." Melinda rubs her arm but Vivi place a hand on her shoulder.

"As to the hands, they were spirit eaters. If a demon dies, their spirit is left wandering the living. However, these hands reach up to grab the soul and bring it down so they can rip it apart and eat it. Some tend to eat the soul of a demon whole..we were lucky. Me, Melinda, Jaron, and Shdwkyz were very very lucky because if our souls got eaten...we wouldn't be alive....we would be permanently dead.." Vivi looks at the anon but she only felt silent.

"Sukuna was unlike anything I've seen before but it tells many just how dangerous he is....because we all went against him..even from that moment. Remembering what he did when going after everyone to find the DBT...." she sighed.

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literallytataposts · 7 months ago

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Me (It has nothing to do with me), Carolina (COD) and Bellatrix “Bella" (Mortal Kombat)

I was tagged by @efingart thank you love!

Me and Amara🧡✨

I chose Amara because we are totally opposite poles hahaha. I love her so much.

Picrew

Tagging! @alypink @kaitaiga @islandtarochips @welldonekhushi @sleepyconfusedpotato @applbottmjeens

#picrew #oc: carolina “reaper ” martins #oc: bellatrix “bella” nightshade #call of duty #mortal kombat

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danika-redgrave124 · 6 months ago

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Umbra Witch Yuu

@sapphirepastries @twisted-dreamscape

I had an idea for Umbra Witch Yuu, so after each Overblot fight. I imagine they get a new weapon from the fight or they get new ones from Rodin if the world's are closely connected and Umbra Witch Yuu can travel to the Gates of Hell.

Queen of Hearts (Heartslabyul)

Royal Reckoning

This enchanted axes embodies the queen's authority and power.

The Royal Reckoning have a special ability called "Hearts' Fury, where upon striking enemies, it creates ethereal projections of playing card suits (hearts, diamonds, spades and clubs) that Swirl around Bayonetta, enhancing her attacks and providing protective barriers.

This axes possesses a vibrant color scheme, incorporating the Queen of Hearts' iconic red and black colors along with intricate details reminiscent of Wonderland's whimsical aesthetic.

Scar (Savanaclaw)

Predator's Claws

These claws would embody the lethal and stealthy qualities of a predator.

The Predator's Claws have a sleek and deadly elegance of a big cat's claws. They have a dark shadowy appearance with etchings resembling paw prints along the blades.

Their special ability involves a Shadow Stalk, allowing Yuu to momentarily blend into the shadows, becoming nearly invisible to enemies. This enables Yuu to plan surprise attacks or evade incoming threats.

Ursula (Octavinelle)

Tidebreaker's Grasp

The Tidebreaker's Grasp is a formidable trident with the essence of the ocean depths. The design reflects the swirling, dark waters of the sea, adorned with intricate seashell motifs and a deep, oceanic color palette.

The Tidebreaker's Grasp harnesses the power of the tides, allowing Yuu to manipulate water-based attacks. It summons surges of water to knock down enemies and create a protective barriers of swirling currents that deflect incoming projectiles.

Jafar (Scarabia)

Eternal Scepter

The Eternal Scepter design features a serpent mortif, with a coiling snake winding around the staff. The staff is adorned with ornate engravings and glowing gemstones, exuding an aura of dark magic.

The Eternal Scepter grants Yuu control over arcane forces, allowing them to unleash devastating magical attacks. It conjures swirling vortexes of dark energy and cast illusions to confuse and disorient her enemies.

Evil Queen (Pomefiore)

Envious Reflection

The Envious Reflection takes the form of an ornate handheld mirror adorned with intricate filigree and gemstones. The surface gave a dark smoky appearance, hinting at the mirror's mystical and nefarious abilities.

The Envious Reflection have the power of illusion and manipulation. It creates mirage or phantasm duplicates to confuse adversaries, making them doubt reality itself. It possess the ability to felect enemy attacks back upon them, turning their own strengths against them.

Hades (Ignihyde)

Stygian Reaper

The Styigan Reaper embodies the dark and ominous essence of the underworld. It's design features a sleek obsidian blade adorned with intricate blue etchings depicting scenes from the realm of the dead. The handle is wrapped in firey blue tendrils that writhe and twist giving it an omnious and foreboding appearance.

The Stygian Reaper taps into the powers of the afterlife, allowing Yuu to summon spectral manifestation that drain the vitality of their foes.

Malefcient (Disamonia)

Nightshade Horns

The Nightshade Horns is a tall and elegant staff, adorned with twisted thorns and dark, iridescent crystals. It's design incorporate dragon motifs and exudes an eerie, greenish glow.

The Nightshade Horns harness the powers of dark sorcery, allowing Bayonetta Yuu to conjure swirling mists of dark energy and unleash bolts of arcane power that linger, causing lingering damages to the enemies.

I hope this is considered interesting for Umbra Witch Yuu. Also, there was a tag on Bayonetta Yuu on my blog. It was originally on TwistedOverbloat blog, but that has been deactivated, soooo..... yeah.

#bayonetta yuu #bayonetta x twisted wonderland #umbra witch yuu #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twisted wonderland yuu #Crossover

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astra-ravana · 4 months ago

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Working With Abaddon

Lord Of Destruction

Enn: "Es Na Ayer Abaddon Avage"

Rank: High King of the Abyss

Colors: Red, purple, black, metallic grey, silver

Herbs: Elder, cedar, myyrh, copal (especially black/gold), agar wood, eucalyptus, chamomile, aloe, benzoin, sandalwood, wormwood, blue lotus, nightshade

Crystals: Obsidian of any variety, shungite, tanzanite, aura quartz, danburite, covellite, dumortierite, tourmilated quartz, ruby, charoite, black tourmaline, onyx, black opal, jet

Element: Air (Void)

Planet: Saturn/Pluto

Zodiac: Capricorn (Libra)

Metal: Tungsten

Tarot: The Tower, Death

Direction: East

Day: Saturday

Animals: Snakes, worms, bats

Domains: Growth through destruction, chaos magick, road opening, shadow work, baneful magick, transformation/metamorphosis, truth, awakening, self reflection, hermits, poetry, dark knowledge

Offerings: Flames and darkness, black sand, representations of death/reapers/the dark/void, black crystal pillars, daggers/swords, crystal balls

Sigil:

#satanic witch #satanism #withcraft #demons #magick #witch #demonolatry #lefthandpath #dark #witchcraft #eclectic witch #abaddon #dark lord

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marlynnofmany · 5 months ago

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Indirect followup to homonculus' post. Thoughts on...lessened toxicity.

Garlic in bulb form is toxic to fantasyland creatures. Garlic in food can also be a no-go. Garlic that's processed? Not only charred but powderized?...will burn a far tongue like raw chili pepper, maybe even a Carolina Reaper, but not...be fatally toxic. Especially if used gently. (Except with vampires, or a wolf or animal that sniffs it straight.)

Cold iron, by a similar token. BAD news for fairies. Steel? Introduces carbon. Less dangerous except that it builds better weaponry. What of alloys? Less dangerous to touch? Is the element the problem? Is rust safe to the touch?

Is there a way to process out the mythic toxicity so that, quote me on this, fantasy creatures can enjoy the "good stuff?"

All of which hinges on it not being biological. In which event, we already know that you CAN boil away some toxins or work around them. Look at cashews; those motherhecklers are nasty. But not everything is still safe, look at nightshade.

Some fae pop them like tic tacs, maybe even some gnomes or whatever.

That's a fascinating idea! What can be done to make the dangerous things less dangerous? I'll bet the fae who experiments with steel and rust is seen as the most touched-in-the-head risk-taker out there.

And just imagine an elf who's built up a resistance to garlic or whatever, possibly with a homebrew mixture of other herbs to make it tolerable, who regularly terrified their friends by eating it, trying to pull that on a human.

"Oh hey, is that garlic bread? Nice, but it needs more garlic. And what else did you put on this? Bleah, it tastes like soap. Here, try some of mine instead."

#writing prompts #the fae #humans are weird + fantasyland #humans eat poison #tasty tasty poison #now I want garlic bread

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lucewyre · 22 days ago

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Gothic terms of endearment

Tumblr didn't save this the first time so I'm doing it again but shorter. Please suggest more for me to add

My agony, my anguish, my affliction

My black bird, my (best) beloved

My cure, my curse, my crow, my curious corvid, my calamity

My darling, my dearest, my desire, my desperation, my deadly viper, my delight, my dear (one), my dove

My heart, my heart's desire, my heart's coffin, my heart's queen/king, my heart's gleam

My joy

My lethal venom, my lullaby

My moonlight

My nightmare, my nightshade

My oath, my own hearts root

My poison, my peerless paramour

My rose, my raven, my reaper

My sorrow, my sweet(est) (one), my Sweeting

My torment, my treasure

The absence of my pain

The cure to my heartache

The one I delight in, the one who gives me pleasure

Amor/amour, adoration

Culver

Dear heart, dereworthy heart

Miting

Please add any you know/think of in the notes

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pixelsinmyveins · 2 months ago

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Taking pics of mom and dad. She's showing him the beautiful graveyard she's build just for him. Thinking back to Vladislaus dying at her Halloween party...then Grim arrived and it was love at first sight. Ahhhh, the romance 💜

#also holy booba #and Bonehilda just stading there grtrghtr #sims 4 #grim reaper #belladonna nightshade #sims 4 life and death #ts4 #thesims4

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valentine-cafe · 8 months ago

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. ˚◞♡ 𝒛𝒉𝒂𝒐 𝒚𝒊𝒛𝒆 9948 𝒆 — the mercenary reaper◞ ₊˚

⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ “ to take away a life before it’s deathly schedule, is to mess with the deathly gods, my dear. i advice you step away from that sword now and heed my word, unless you truly wish to feel the wrath of the deathly ” ꒱

˚◞꒰verse꒱ 9948e

. ˚◞꒰face claim refs꒱ ( x ) ( x ) ( x ) ( x )

. ˚◞꒰species꒱ grim reaper

. ˚◞꒰ethnicity꒱ chinese

. ˚◞꒰age꒱ 23

. ˚◞꒰gender꒱ male

. ˚◞꒰mbti꒱ intp

. ˚◞꒰aliases꒱ deadly nightshade ( society of shades ), dawn orchid ( family alias ), the crimson wrath ( society of shades ), frostbite ( society of shades )

. ˚◞꒰appearance꒱

𖹭. maroon eyes that have the faintest specks of pink circled around his pupil, only really visible in the light of the sun or the neon streetlight of the society of shades.

𖹭. fluffy, dark brown hair styled in a medium length wolfcut, often pulled into a ponytail with a ribbon holding it together.

𖹭. his tan complexed face is compromised of soft and sharp features, the edge of his jawline one of the sharper points of his face, a beauty mark on his right cheekbone.

𖹭. stands at the height of 6’5” ft ( 198cm ), fit athletic build, compromised of toned muscle.

𖹭. long hands and fingers scattered with intricate silver and black rings, along with his wrists that carry several thin bracelets.

𖹭. piercings: right brow pierced, snake bites on lips, standard lobe piercing ( both ears ) with two sapphire gems hanging from the end of the earrings he wears and industrial piercing ( left ear )

𖹭. extremely sharp rows of teeth — a thing that all nocturnal reapers have in common.

𖹭. dresses techwear and cyberpunk styled aesthetics, usually only in the dark hues of clothes.

. ˚◞꒰personality꒱

𖹭. appears rather blunt and aloof generally. especially with the way that he speaks

𖹭. might come off as indifferent and mean-spirited

𖹭. has a sort of cool calmness paired with a flat expression

𖹭. has a lot of conflicting emotions, which may result in mood swing and a short temper

𖹭. is in fact a bit socially awkward and doesn’t know how to react in certain situations

𖹭. his bluntness pairs with a level of sass

𖹭. quite morally grey, in reality, a lot of his kind hearted, empathetic and sympathetic behaviour is often masked

𖹭. can be quite deceptive, especially with the way that he masks

𖹭. a man of good intentions but has a weird way of executing it because of his social awkwardness

𖹭. with those that he’s close to he can be quite playful and chaotic. turns from an icy mercenary to a joking, teasing individual with a bright smile

𖹭. sometimes people might see him a bit of a dull blade but that is a mistake on their half. he is actually highly intelligent

. ˚◞꒰with a lover꒱

𖹭. displays his caring side to its full extent, not wanting you to ever doubt his love for you

𖹭. can get quite overprotective because of previous instances in his life. always will loom somewhere behind you to assure things don’t get out of hand

𖹭. can have some insecurities due to previous relationships and developed abandonment issues which lead into possessive tendencies. does anything to make sure people know that you are his

𖹭. likes taking you for late night drives, to go watch movies with you or get milkshakes

𖹭. sometimes shows up at your doorstep with a bunch of flowers

𖹭. be ready for lots of teasing because he enjoys flustering you. from heated and passionate makeout sessions to different hand placements

𖹭. sometimes spoils you with material of hand-made things

𖹭. he’s a morning person. sometimes he’d wake up and leave to make breakfast for you before rushing back into the bedroom when he’s done so that he can wake you up with cuddles and kisses

𖹭. overall very soft and vulnerable with you

. ˚◞꒰strengths꒱

𖹭. soul-reaping: yizé has the ability to reap more than 50 souls and carry them on his scythe until he can send them away to the afterlife.

𖹭. vapor teleportation: can warp his physical form into a dark cloud of vapor and can move at high speeds towards a different location.

𖹭. dark vapor production: produces a dark vapor from his back and shoulders that can blind and disorientate enemies greatly.

𖹭. incredible stealth: a skill that he developed over the years of working as a mercenary in the society of shades. extremely in-depth with the art of stealth, he is often sent to scout when assigned missions by the circle of veils.

𖹭. can see souls/ghosts: as a reaper yizé has the ability to see ghosts, spirits, wraiths, etc. along with the souls of both living and dead.

𖹭. increased bodily function: advanced strength, speed, agility and durability.

𖹭. heightened senses: advanced sight, smell, hearing, taste and awareness of surroundings.

𖹭. healing factor: a dull healing factor that heals his injuries far quicker than the average mortal being.

. ˚◞꒰weaknesses꒱

𖹭. peaches: a mild reaction to peaches that can be solved with basic medication.

𖹭. walnuts: do not let him near walnuts, he can become severely ill and result in hm being hospitalized.

𖹭. abandonment issues: mild abandonment issues, should those that he cares about stay away from him for long periods of time he gets rather anxious.

𖹭. rest: being taught to always be on his guard, yizé finds it difficult to rest.

𖹭. daylight: as a nocturnal reaper, daylight and other bright sources of light can weaken his senses of sight as he is used to the darkness of the night.

𖹭. d’akar: an anti-magic material that can greatly weaken him if he comes into contact with it.

𖹭. extreme emotional attachment: while reapers may remind one of humans, they are not. they are beings with very empathetic instincts and have souls bigger than the average mortal being — a thing that has been with them since their creation. they become extremely attached to things they love and it may cause them to become erratic if enough they love is taken away from them.

𖹭. fading: occurs when a reaper goes through immense hurt and pain. their physical form quite literally begins to disappear, making them appear transparent. it can be a very painful process, both emotionally and physically. until their physical form eventually fades away and their soul moves on to the afterlife

. ˚◞꒰story꒱

a mercenary working under the sub-group of the merciful death guild, who walks with many aliases on him both inside and outside of the society of shades, zhào yizé is the 5th and youngest son of the zhào family — ever the hardworking and stubborn man, he shares a mutual goal with his older brothers to put down the corrupt government of litharia, along with the higherups in the society of shades who are affiliated with the governors of the country.

along the way, he also finds himself dealing with stuff in the spirit realm due to recent activity of creatures that usually do not show themselves in said realm showing up and stirring trouble. leaving him to investigate on such matters on behalf of his boss rasui, who sends him over together with the reaper’s significant other, takara.

all whilst this is going on, he has his family to look after to at home!! oh the chaos that this poor young man gets tossed around and about in.

. ˚◞꒰relationships꒱

𖹭. yuè mèng yáo: mother.

𖹭. zhào mùchén: deadbeat father.

𖹭. zhào jìngyí: older brother, deceased.

𖹭. zhào hàoyú: older brother.

𖹭. zhào haitāo: older brother.

𖹭. zhào xīyáng: older brother.

𖹭. zhào yŭ xī: younger brother/sister/sibling.

𖹭. rasui: boss. ( fatherly figure )

𖹭. lorenzo agresta arias: best friend, work mutual.

𖹭. alessio agresta arias: older brother figure

𖹭. takara: significant other, best friend, work partner.

𖹭. takeya: enemy, rival.

𖹭. shalika vaiysha: older sister figure

𖹭. zhào talisen 781: older brother, different dimension ( verse 781)

𖹭. alessio arias ( verse 781 ): close friend

𖹭. rishen herrera ( verse 781 ): close friend

. ˚◞꒰extra꒱

𖹭. he can play the guqin

𖹭. he is a mercenary at the society of shades; the circle of veils.

𖹭. he has a pet mythical snake named mister squiggles.

𖹭. he speaks chinese ( mandarin ) and japanese.

𖹭. he has a scythe, named cyrilla, that, when struck with, does not deal only a cut in the area hit but several similar cuts across the body in a row.

#⊹ ۪ ࣪ ᥫ᭡ tea time — yize 9948e ꒱#asterism #terato #teratophillia #grim reaper character #mercenary character #x reader #reader insert #yize 9948e #zhao yize 9948e

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dailycharacteroption · 4 months ago

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Planar Tour Guide: Negative Energy Plane part 3

(art by Nexumorphic on DeviantArt)

Denizens

The Void may be empty, but that doesn’t mean that it’s uninhabited, a fact that makes it all the more dangerous. Of course, most entities are not truly native there, but were created from those who visit. With that in mind, let’s take a look at what entities linger in the depths of Entropy’s Heart.

Perhaps the most common type of undead on the plane are the many different varieties of spectral dead. Wraiths, spectres, allips, shadows, and more, all formed from poor hapless fools that were obliterated by the plane’s nature. Perhaps most horrifyingly of all, while they have no statistical difference in terms of gameplay, these spectral undead are less trapped souls and more like echoes left behind from where a soul was obliterated, with truly nothing remaining that could be brought back or reasoned with.

Similarly, nightshades are also a sort of inverse shadow of something consumed by Entropy’s Heart. When especially powerful fiends, blinded by ambition, are consumed by the darkest depths of the plane, they come back just as evil, with new forms and barely if any memory of what they once were. These nightshades, or darvakka, seek nothing else but the end of all life and light in the cosmos, their old goals forgotten. And while this may make their goals the same as daemon-kind, even the Abaddon-spawn are not safe from their depredations. (Side note, all the Second Edition nightshade art is a step down from the First Edition art in my opinion. Being able to see clearly all the details of what is supposed to be a shadow monster simply does not have the same effect).

Similar to nightshades are the devourers, though they are not created by the plane nor are they natives. Instead, the soul-stealing devourers traverse the cosmos at the behest of some terrible entity that waits beyond the very edges of the Great Beyond, and many of their errands seem to focus on the Negative Energy Plane as part of their “Shepherd’s” plans.

And then there are the reapers. Be they minor reapers or true grim reapers (or perhaps THE grim reaper. Nobody is sure if there are more than one), nightmarish undead which bring death wherever they go, and so find the Negative Energy Plane soothing or useful in their plans reap the seeds of life. They supposedly originated in Abaddon, but can be found in the Void as well, to the ill fortune of all that cross them.

Of course, not all mortals or immortals end up dead on the plane. Whether it be by huddling around a failing magical effect or artifact, or by being trapped in one of the rare minorly-negative parts of the plane, some living creatures adapt to the constant blight around them, becoming the void-ravaged. Such entities tend to be hateful and solitary, but not necessarily malicious. However, they can never return to the light, for even the neutral levels of positive energy on other planes burns them, slowly destroying them.

And then there are the entities that are neither undead nor tainted, but enter the plane anyway. The most benevolent are perhaps the movanic deva angels, who watch over the plane as part of their duties to the inner planes on behalf of the celestial forces. Less benevolent are the hunduns, whose interest in the cosmic entropy of the Maelstrom overlaps with that of the Void, which they sometimes visit to contemplate Unsurprising given their role as cosmic monks of chaos. And lastly, there is at least one danava titan dwelling in the Nothing, though none can say why or what it is doing there.

And this is where we get into the true natives of the plane, the most destructive of which are the masses of destruction known as oblivions, forming and hatching from egg-like structures, eager to slip into other planes to bring ruin.

Finally, we have the sceaduinar, the true children of the void. These crystalline bat-like creatures are born from great tree-like masses of compressed, crystalline nothingness, and hate both the living and the undead in equal measure. In truth, despite being classified as outsiders, these entities, as well as their cousins the sceazir, are not alive in the conventional sense, having no souls and no inkling of positive energy in them. It is as if they came to be from a process that is simultaneously like and unlike life.

This is appropriate, considering that according to the sceaduinar, they were robbed of the ability to truly create in the earliest days of the cosmos, perhaps by the formation of the Negative and Positive planes themselves. Whatever they might have been before that, the void-bats care not for the necessity of the Void’s creation in making the cosmos as we understand it possible. They only understand the pangs of their ancient loss, and that all other entities are responsible.

As for divinities, most have little interest in such an empty places as the Negative Energy Plane, and certainly none dwell there. At most, certain deities of undeath and entropy show an interest in the plane, sending their servants there, but that’s about it.

That will do for today, but it is interesting to see what lives in a place without life, particularly the strange ecology of the sceaduinar and the mystery of what their form of “creation” might have been like. Tune in tomorrow for a little exploration of the mysteries within!

#pathfinder #planar tour guide #negative energy plane

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the-babygirl-polls · 1 year ago

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Babygirl Polls Lineup: Week Two

Hello everyone! Here is the lineup for the second week of the Babygirl Polls! Thanks to everyone for their submissions!

Grim Reaper (A Date with Death)

Dazai Osamu (Bungo Stray Dogs)

Lucius the Eternal (Warhammer 40k)

jerma985 (Twitch)

Knock (Nosferatu (1922))

Buggy (One Piece)

Eustass Kid (One Piece)

Amos (Rewritten)

Dr. Boris Habit (Smile For Me)

Uchiha Madara (Naruto)

Klaus (Rewritten)

Morgan "Mac" Macallister (Rewritten)

Dr. Nightshade (Rewritten)

Rosamel (Rewritten)

Hunch Curio (Mentopolis)

Augustus Sinclair (Bioshock 2)

Daniel Fucks (Mentopolis)

The Fix (Mentopolis)

Laurance Zvhal (Minecraft Diaries)

Alex Cabot (Law and Order: SVU)

Doppo Orochi (Baki the Grappler)

Dr. Josef Heiter (The Human Centipede)

Seam (Deltarune)

Norman Osborn (Spiderman (2002))

Ruby Knowby (Ash Vs. Evil Dead)

Vincent Valentine (Final Fantasy VII)

Kaoru Hakaze (Ensemble Stars)

Idia Shroud (Twisted Wonderland)

Lucifer (Obey Me)

Aziraphale (Good Omens)

Aang (Avatar: The Last Airbender)

Ghirahim (Legend of Zelda)

Flora (Winx Club)

Hayato Inui (Etsusa Bridge)

Darcy (Winx Club)

Ahzek Ahriman (Warhammer 40k)

Tsukasa Tenma (Project Sekai)

Angron (Warhammer 40k)

Chrom (Fire Emblem Awakening)

Jurgen (Warhammer 40k)

Damian Tenma (Ace Attorney)

Steve Harrington (Stranger Things)

Wei Wuxian (The Untamed)

Bucky Barnes (Marvel)

Alec Lightwood (Shadowhunters)

Ianto Jones (Torchwood)

Obi-wan Kenobi (Star Wars)

Simon Blackquill (Ace Attorney)

Louie (Pikmin)

Phoenix Wright (Ace Attorney)

Kaveh (Genshin Impact)

Peter Stamatin (Pathologic)

Copycat (Venture Bros)

Macaque (Lego Monkie Kid)

Solid Snake (Metal Gear Solid)

Xigbar (Kingdom Hearts)

Chuuya Nakahara (Bungo Stray Dogs)

Jean Pierre Polnareff (JoJo's Bizarre Adventure)

Subspace (PHIGHTING)

Karl Weissman/Charles Whiteman (Bodies)

Edward Teach (Our Flag Means Death)

Tianlang Jun (Scum Villain's Self Saving System)

Bolearis (Xenoblade Chronicles 3)

Arthur Lester (Malevolent)

Ashley Joanna Williams (Evil Dead)

Mason (Roblox)

Firebug (Town of Salem)

Willow Rosenberg (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)

Loki Laufeyson (Marvel)

Vriska Serket (Homestuck)

Jennifer Check (Jennifer's Body)

Harrowhark Nonagesimus (The Locked Tomb)

Dennis Reynolds (It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia)

Zim (Invader Zim)

Jon Arbuckle (Garfield)

Hikaru Gero (MarriageToxin)

Eichi Tenshouin (Ensemble Stars)

Tiw (My School President)

Richard Karinsky (Caroline in the City)

Francis Rawdon Moira Crozier (The Terror)

Daan (Fear and Hunger: Termina)

Joe Hills (Hermitcraft)

Feng Xin (Tian Guan Ci Fu)

Professor Hershel Layton (Professor Layton)

Seon Ahyeon (Debut or Die)

Tena Sorimura/Phantom Solitaire (Deadmount Deathplay)

Yotasuka Takahashi (Blue Period)

Nicholas D. Wolfwood (Trigun)

Park Moondae (Debut or Die)

Ulysses S. Grant (American History)

Cardinal Copia (The Band Ghost)

Raphael (Baldur's Gate 3)

Captain John Hart (Torchwood)

Narciso Anasui (JoJo's Bizarre Adventure)

Seteth (Fire Emblem)

Link (The Legend of Zelda)

Soren (Fire Emblem)

Roland (Library of Ruina)

Tohru Adachi (Persona 4)

Ryotaro Dojima (Persona 4)

#poll lineup #week two #the babygirl polls

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