#goddess of darkness

[lasirenedesiree]

Nephthys nocturne 🌒✨

[nightmare-raid]

🦇 𝕱𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗, 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖇𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖚𝖘 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖗𝖞𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖔 𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊

𝕱𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖗𝖞𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖔 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊, 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊

𝕱𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗, 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖇𝖑𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖚𝖘 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖙𝖗𝖞𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖑𝖊𝖊𝖉

𝕷𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑 𝖍𝖚𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖇𝖊𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊 🦇

I won't be able to up this last work at night because I'm in Charge for Christmas Dinner so, I upload now 🤣I really love how Lilithmon looks here 💜💜💜💜

Check her in the new chapter of Digimon Ghost Game between Saturday night or Sunday

Merry Christmas 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

[universe-gods-and-goddesses]

Nyx

Name: Nyx Darkness Age: 10bil Species: shadow nymph Gender: female Power: can control and shape darkness God: darkness Rank: Head Goddess of Darkness Children: Sombra, demigods Neieces: yes Nephews: yes Grandchildren: demigods Partners: Erebus Siblings: Umbra Lives: in the shadow realm Parent: Universe

(Tag for Nyx is Dark Queen)

[candifiedchaos]

One of my favourite greek girlies right here, Nyx! Goddess of Darkness, one of the few females that even Zeus feared. Maybe I'll write about her one day idk~

[darkman1p7]

[blackisdivine]

Women's 4 x 100m relay Gold medalists in the 1960 Olympic Games in Rome

Left to right: Wilma Rudolph, Lucinda Williams, Barbara Jones and Martha Hudson

Women's 4 x 100m relay Gold medalists in the 2024 Olympic Games in Paris

Left to right: Melissa Jefferson, Twanisha Terry, Gabrielle Thomas and Sha'Carri Richardson

Black Beauty & Excellence.

[deviiancetv]

deVii King, 2023

𝔐𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔶𝔞𝔥 & 𝑁𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑎ℎ 🤍🖤

Two of my OC’s from my Starworlds project. These two Cosmatrix are QUITE the pair. They have a LONG and toxic history with one another, both having animosity & passion for one another.

Maliya (left) is a Cosmatrix with the ability to control darkness, and leads her own galactic army within the darkest parts of space known as The Black Veil.

Nollah (right) is a Cosmatrix with the ability to control light. Once regarded as a protector and savior to all, she settled down and fell in love with an Earthling, had a family, and abandoned her duties as a protector. But one day she fled Earth and never came back to her family… Where did she go? Why did she abandon everybody she loved?

Stay tuned and check out my unfinished story Starworlds here on Tumblr!! I promise I’ll get to finishing it at some point…

Read Chapter 1: Sweet Home Oklahoma Pt.1

[succulentsiren]

Imagine who you could be if only you had the audacity.

If you didn’t care about looking stupid. If you weren’t afraid of making mistakes. If you didn’t put other people’s judgements before your own. If you didn’t neglect your responsibilities. If you didn’t procrastinate. If you didn’t let the toxic voice win. If you didn’t overthink everything. If you didn’t fear your own power.

Imagine that you have the audacity.

That you take bold actions. That you take accountability for yourself. That you unapologetically show your creativity to the world. That you ignore the naysayers. That you remain unbothered. That you allow yourself to be seen. That you embrace all that you are. That you speak your truth. That you allow yourself to make mistakes and learn from them, then become a winner. That you speak highly to yourself. That you begin your journey right now.

Don’t block yourself from being your greatest.

H.S.

[kettlefire]

Prepare for the unexpected. (DPxDC)

Everyone knew about the reign of Pariah Dark. Even those who did not dabble in those realms have heard the tale of the tyrant. A power-hungry man who ruled over the dead with an iron fist.

Following the rise of Pariah Dark, his realm had been effectively cut off from communication. Many mystics and magic users knew better than to open the door of nightmares that could arise if Pariah Dark's reach went further than his own realm.

Except, the universe had plans to bring the realm of the dead back into the cards.

A new opponent, one that had all of Earth's heroes scrambling for options. A being with powers of a god over weather, destruction was on the horizon. A world ending threat.

It's the only reason the Justice League was doing this. In a deep bunker, far from close civilization as a precaution, the heroes looked on with grim expressions.

The world was already being threatened. It would be destroyed regardless of what the league did. So it only made sense to make the last ditch effort. To summon someone strong enough to defeat the threat.

No one wanted to do it. No one wanted to be the one to pull the realm of the dead back to the living. The consequences were untold if this succeeded. If Pariah Dark was freed and defeated the threat, whose to say he won't want control?

That was a problem for later. For the aftermath. For now, the league could only watch on with bated breath as Constantine completely the summon ritual.

They watched on as the shadows in the room seemed to darken and grow. As the sigil sputtered to life with a glow that was growing increasingly brighter. A sudden gust of wind rushed through the room, the temperature began to drop with eaching ticking second.

And then it was all gone.

The room stood perfectly still. Just as it had been moments before. Nothing changed. No giant king standing before them, no sign that the ritual worked.

The room stood deadly still for another beat before the murmurs started. The team trying to make sense of the situation, figure out what went wrong.

Constantine swore up and down that this was the correct ritual, taking offense that they would even think the problem was on his end. It only made it better when it finally happened.

A loud sound ripped through the room, pulling everyone's attention back to the summoning circle. Just in time to see a tear appear in the space above the circle.

A thin tear that ran the length of eight feet. The fabric of the dimension seems to curl at the edges, pulling back to reveal a deep glowing swirl of greens. A dark gloved hand reached through, fingers curling around the edge of the tear, stretching it even further.

A portal. The ritual had worked, but there had been a delay. A delay that had every hero nerves on edge. Each team member tensed, weapons at the ready as they watched the being stretch the portal to the right size.

Then, a foot stepped out with a heavy thud. A dark boot that looked otherworldly despite its similarity to mortal clothing. A deep black that seemed never-ending. A second foot quickly followed before a full body emerged from the portal.

Not many people in the room have ever seen Pariah Dark, let alone know what to expect. Based on what Constantine and Zatara had said, this wasn't Pariah Dark.

A man had stepped out of the portal, standing at almost seven feet tall, and built like a brick house. One glance at the glowing white hair, deadly red eyes, and shard teeth was enough to know this being was not to be messed with.

But there was no giant show of armor or royal garbs. There is no large crown at the top of his head or jewelry from the infinite realms laced around his neck.

Instead, the man stood before them in combat boots, worn-in ripped jeans, a graphic t-shirt, and a spiked leather jacket. Despite his almost normal clothing choice, the man's jacket seemed to be a never-ending depth of the dark night sky. If one was to look closely enough, the cosmos could almost be made out in the sea of darkness.

None of that would have prepared them for when the man spoke. His tone sounded more bored than anything as he took a step forward.

"Oh, so now you need the help of the dead." The man had spoken, running a hand through his hair. When Batman took a step forward to speak, the man raised a hand. Immediately commanding silence in the single gesture. "I'm on babysitting duty and have yet to have a cup of coffee. I'll be right back."

Just like that, both the man and portal vanished into thin air. Leaving behind a group of stunned heroes. Not only was the man not Pariah Dark, but he was also supposedly babysitting.

"Did that just-"

The Flash had been the first voice to speak up, his eyes trained on where the man had once stood. Except he had barely made it through the first few words before the man was suddenly back.

The man that now had a child hanging off his shoulders and another teen being held up by his scruff. Unlike the man, these kids looked human.

Too human for Bruce's liking. The dark black hair and bright blue eyes had every heroes eyes flickering to Batman for just the briefest moment.

"This isn't fair! I'm not even the king. Why do I have to be here!" The teenager had been complaining the moment the man had reappeared. Arms crossed tight over his chest and seemingly used to being held dangling. "Besides, who brings kids to a show down! Wait til I tell mom about this."

"Aw, come on, Danny. This is gonna be fun!!" The younger girl seemed in much better spirits than the teen, Danny. She had climbed up the large man, sitting on his shoulders and resting her arms on the mess of glowing hair. "It's like take your kids to work day! Ooo, Dan! Can we fight too!?"

Unlike the two kids, the man looked purely exhausted and annoyed. The man, Dan, dropped Danny like a sack of potatoes as he took a long drink from the travel cup in his hand.

It didn't take a genius to recognize the look of an exhausted parent in Dan's expression. A look many of the league members were well acquainted to. A look that even had Batman grimacing with sympathy.

"Can it, little shits. You two were grounded, remember." Dan had growled at the kids before shifting his focus back on the team of heroes before them. His glowing eyes set in a deadly glare. "Pariah Dark isn't coming, and he never will. He's been dethroned and banished. We're the best you've got."

A summoning that started with a group of on edge and scared heroes looking for the ghost king, ended in a way no one expected.

No one was even sure if it made any sense. They weren't sure if they should feel hopeful or in despair.

Because truly, what was a ghostly man with two seemingly human children against a godlike foe with the control over the weather?

The unspoken question of power and ability seemed to vanish following Dan downing the metal travel cup of coffee, and crushing it in his fist.

He tossed it to the side, straighting up his posture as he looked over the heroes. Dan might not be a hero, but he's been playing family for too long.

An almost feral, bloodhungry grin spread across the man's face, sharp fangs on full display. The look made the man suddenly look even less human. He looked closer to a demon from the pits of hell rather than the exhausted parent he looked just a few seconds ago.

"Point me in the direction of this bastard. It's been too long since I let loose and had some fun."

[a-titty-ninja]

「Bay」 by HandPlug | Twitter

๑ Permission to reprint was given by the artist ✔.

[bet-on-me-13]

The Bat-Adoption Papers are literal Magic Contracts

So! In the Deified Batman AU (the AU where the Belief of the peoples of Gotham accidentally Ascended Batman to minor godhood), the Bat Adoption Papers would be a fun concept.

Batman is a God of The Night, Fear, and Protection. Specifically, the protection of Children, which is one of his biggest motivators. Meaning, it's a big part of his Divine Domain.

So when he, a God of Protection and Children, adopts his own Child? It's kind of a big deal.

His Adoption Papers basically become Magical Contracts that claim Dick to him as his own Son, basically turning Dick into a Demigod by the fact that he is the Son of a God.

Then each time Batman adopts a kid, they become a Demigod as well. Maybe after enough time, and after they forge their own Identities, they could become Minor Gods of their own? Idk, fun idea

Why do I bring this up?

Well, when Danny eventually joins the JLA, and runs into Batman, all he sees in a God of the Night, who takes one look at him, and then pulls out a Magical Binding Contract from his Belt.

Needless to say, he books it.

[unholy-cvlt]

DEAD FLOWERS

[thesorceresstemple]

« Fairy Tales » featuring Alexa Demie, photographed by Petra Collins

[dreorcaul]

Shar's chosen lover

[blackisdivine]