Nora Darhk

I won’t lie, I only love you for the heartbreak I only love you for the give and the take No, you know I want it

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superbxyclxne‌:

“I remember that you told me that, yeah,” he moved a few times, and he already missed NYC way too much, it was why he was back, “My friends are like a family to me, I can’t imagine being away from them, so I doubt that I would be able to move that much, I moved just a few times, but ended coming back.”

“Friends wasn’t really something I had time for” Nora commented, she spent all her time training to master her powers and to find a way to bring her father back to life. Not to mention the Order of the Shrouded Compass wasn’t really great for making friends.

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leangreenbeastmachine‌:

@ofdemonsandarrows​  “It’s sad and funny. Like my life.”

Beast Boy was in seal form, balancing a ball quite expertly on his nose thank you very much. But at the girl’s words, he dropped the ball, felt it bounce against his head, and then shifted into his human form. “Hey, not cool dude!” he called out to her, coming up to the bars of his cage. (He got to leave at night and everything, but man, it was still a cage.) “A green seal isn’t sad, it’s awesome. Funny though – you mean that?” he asked with a grin.

“I meant the cage is sad” Nora said gesturing to the bars of the cage, people with powers being locked up was nothing new to her though, even if the circumstances were vastly different. “The green seal and the shapeshifting is funny.”

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kdxnvers‌:

closed starter for @thecanaryxlance​

As it turns out, all of the conspiracy theorists were right.

The year is 1847, and small-time farmer Billy Bobson gave the story of the century to the New York Daily Tribune. “I saw it with my own two eyes,” he reports, rubbing his chest with gritty fingers. His eyes are wide and he looks like he’s seen a ghost. Or more accurately, an alien. Yes, you’ve heard it here first, ladies and gentlefolk. The Daily Tribune wrote the exclusive, in exquisite detail, plastered on the front page at the behest of an anonymous reader.

He reports that on the morning of September 15th, 1847, he awoke to find a large portion of his corn crops burned away. The symbol was unrecognizable, “otherworldly,” he claims. While this is hardly the first time a farmer has come forth screaming about crop circles, and lights in the sky, but this time it is to be taken seriously. This time, he really did see it with his own eyes.

The truth was the reporters laughed, but they published his story. The truth was news was slow that morning, and the public was tired of hearing about typhus. Something light-hearted was past due, and what was a little levity in the middle of an outbreak. The actual truth was Billy Bobson was right, and no one took him seriously.

The year is 1847, it’s September, and it’s still dark. Kara had been crawling her way across crumbled concrete in 2019, then she wasn’t. Then her hands were digging into damp dirt and corn rose like walls around her, rustling in a breeze she couldn’t feel from her position at their stalks. A few choice words in Kryptonian run through her head. She’s too tired for this. She’s too scared for this.

She thinks what if he died while she was being popped to some random corn field. Then she thinks to listen and oh Rao something isn’t right. It takes about an hour and rummaging through some poor farmer’s house to find out she’s in a random cornfield in 1847. Another hour of what do I do, what do I do, before she expends the last of her energy on a letter, and a crop circle. Hopefully The New York Daily Tribune does what she asks, otherwise this could get sticky.

She burns the crest of the House of El into the rustling stocks of corn, prays for the Legends to please see this, please, and collapses in the gentle curve of the ‘S.’

“How do you accidentally send someone to the past?”

“Quite easily actually”

When Nora realized she accidentally sent Supergirl through time instead of sending her to a different location she knew she’d had to go get her before she got the Time Bureau on her ass. She also knew going to get her alone would be a bad idea considering, so she went to the Legends Captain, she was friends with Supergirl, she could go get her before too much damage was done to the timeline.

“Do you at least know when you sent her to?”

“I have a vague idea of it”

“Let’s go then”

“Oh, you want me to go too?”

“The other Legends have the Waverider and time courier right now”

Nora sighed and took out her time stone, holding out towards Sara who placed her hand over Noras. The witch then used the stone to transport them back in time, hopefully not to far away from when she’d sent Supergirl. It didn’t take them long to figure out what year they had travelled to, 1847, now they just had to locate the Girl of Steel, preferably before the timeline changed too much. Though first they went to find some clothes more appropriate to this time period, which Nora complained about, once that was done they started their search for the time displaced alien.

Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on how you looked at it, Kara hadn’t kept what could be considered a low profile, which became clear when Nora and Sara learned of a so called cropcircle, except instead of a circle it was a well known symbol, or at least well known to the two women. After questioning some of the locals they soon learned where this symbol had appeared and they quickly started making their way to the farm they’d been told this otherworldly phenomenon had occurred. Sara supposed they weren’t completely wrong when they called it otherworldly. 

Soon they arrived at the farm, going straight to the corn field to investigate the symbol, with any luck Kara would still be there. “Kara” the blonde assassin called out as she made her way through the field, towards where the symbol was burned into the field.

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kdxnvers‌:

“No, please!” Kara scrambled up from the rubble, hands pressed into dust as she tried to stand on shaky legs. She could see the distance between the woman’s hand and the man’s shoulder. She could count the inches, zero her world in until it was just that space. She thought how fast can I get there, and if she touches me again I’m probably dead, and would she be satisfied with me instead of him? But super speed was hardly in the equation as her legs wouldn’t quite support her, and seriously what had she done.

“Please don’t kill him. Don’t kill him just because you’re mad at me, I’m asking.” She felt caught and useless in a way she hadn’t felt since Astra had flipped her world upside down, shaken her faith in her parents and Krypton and placed her in an impossible situation all at the same time. This wasn’t quite the situation she’d been expecting. It was suppose to be easy, and now people were going to die because she’d…it was the villain’s choice, but what if Kara hadn’t mishandled it? What if she’d been more aware, had a plan? This man would die because of her. Her eyes burned orange for a fraction of a moment, gaze laser focused on the space between hand and shoulder, but it faded as fast as it came. She was tired.

“He’s scared, you’ve done what you wanted to do. This can be over now, if you just choose to be better than this. Better than killing him just because you’re upset.”

“You don’t give up do you” Nora commented as she turned her attention back to the hero, it was both admirable and annoying how she refused to give up, and it was making it hard to decide what to do with the man. “You really should learn when to give up and know you’ve lost” the witch said as she walked over to Supergirl and started to draw a symbol in the air with her magic, intending to send her somewhere far away. As soon as she finished drawing there was a burst of purple energy and when it vanished so did the Girl of Steel. Only after did she realized she might have drawn the wrong symbol.

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@chaosspark

(✉️ ➡️ ???): i have been told it judges everyone (✉️ ➡️ ???): but maybe it’s a sign you should take a break!

(✉️ ➡️ Unknown): It’s annoying, and rude (✉️ ➡️ Unknown): I only watched like 4 episodes

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superbxyclxne‌:

“That’s already something,” he said with a small smile, he couldn’t relate, because he saw it as his home, despite all the bad stuff that have happened there, it was still his home, “You used to live in a small town, right? I get why living in a big one can be hard.”

“I lived in Star City when I was younger but after I turned ten I’ve moved around a lot” Nora shrugged, of course that moving was due to the Order of the Shrouded Compass moving her to different places, and eventually Malice taking her to different time periods.

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kdxnvers‌:

Kara almost had to think about it. It wasn’t her fault this woman had chosen to hurt someone, and she’d never been one to simply let it happen. Whatever issues this woman had with being told not to hurt people, it wasn’t Kara’s fault. But there was still a small twist of guilt in her gut, if she’d just handled this differently, if she’d been less head-first, maybe fewer people would have been hurt.

“I don’t– I don’t give up.” Kara coughed, fingers digging into the dust and rubble as she tried to push herself up. She felt completely sapped of energy, and there wasn’t any sunlight to help. It didn’t make sense to keep taunting, to try new methods when it would just deplete her further. But the Girl of Steel didn’t back down, and as long as the attention was on her, the others had an opportunity to get away. “And this isn’t my fault. You’re the one attacking–” She paused as she finally sat up, the world tilting sideways for a moment. She was pretty sure there was only one villain, the last time she checked, not two blurry ones. “You’re attacking people. You’re making that choice. Continuing to make that choice, even when you have me on the ground. Why?”

“I didn’t plan on hurting him, just scaring him” Nora shrugged, if she’d wanted to hurt, or even kill, him she could have easily done so before the supposed Girl of Steel showed up, she didn’t look so tough now. “Well, if you hadn’t shown up he would have been fine” the witch commented as she stood up and walked away from the Kryptonian and over to the man, still kept in place by her magic. Her magic that she had gotten from a demon, that she had used to kill and almost destroy all of time.

She reached out to put her hand on his shoulder, to siphon the life out of him, but she hesitated. She’d done this several times before, but rarely after she was freed from Malice, and even then it was mostly as a reaction or to protect herself. Now if she did it, it would only be because being annoyed with Supergirl, it would almost be like Malice still had some sort of control over her. 

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agenthamburger‌:

“Vaguing out loud, huh?” Sharon commented with a shrug. “Either you want to be mysterious or you want to talk about it,” Sharon tipped her head to the side and waited for a beat. “So, which is it?” 

“You’ll have to figure that one out yourself” Nora replied as she took out some money from her pocket and placed it on the counter, then making sure no one else was looking her way she teleported away.

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apoisontouch‌:

Rogue looked at the stranger and felt the air leave her lungs when she watched her touch one of the thugs and they dropped to the ground. She couldn’t tell one way or another if the man was dead without touching him herself (and touching them would have sealed that deal), so she opted for an awkward glance at the other woman.”Looks like we got more in common than just a preference for the quiet, sugar.” Rogue glanced up only when the other men started running, and Rogue had half a mind to chase them – but was it worth it? “You gonna use that little spell again, or you gonna call it for tonight?” 

“Looks like it” Nora replied, before she turned to the men who started running and held her hand out towards them and used her magic to stop them in their tracks. “I guess I could let them go and call it a night” she commented, tilting her head slightly. “That wouldn’t be any fun though” she shrugged as she flicked her wrist and sent the men crashing into a building next to them.

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kdxnvers‌:

She thought she’d prepared for the hit. Kara knew what it felt like to get punched. There were enough beings out there with just enough muscle to get a good hit in, and she’d found herself bruised and aching under sun lamps more times than she could count. This, this wasn’t a punch. There was no thump of a fist, her head didn’t ring or recoil. Her hands wrapped around the woman’s arm, and she couldn’t think. Any strength she had disappeared in a moment, every breath felt like it took everything. Her vision swam, and she barely registered the blast that sent her careening into the wall, sliding to the ground in a boneless heap.

“Wh– why are you doing this?” She barely managed the words, breathless and trying to push herself back up with arms that felt like rubber. Rao, she knew she wasn’t great with magic, but what was that? The woman looked blurry, and Kara still couldn’t quite catch her breath. “Did he hurt you? We can find another way to solve this. Please, let me– let me help you find another way.”

“Why? This is your fault” Nora said as she walked over to Supergirl, purple energy crackling from her fingertips as she crouched down in front of the hero. “If you hadn’t shown up I would have let him go, I just really don’t like people telling me what to do” the witch told her with a small shrug, this would have been over if the Girl of Steel hadn’t tried to tell her what to do. “Trying to talk your way out of this now that you know you can’t beat me? I guess it’s admirable, a lot of people would have just given up.”

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hearthecanarycry‌:

[✉️ ➡️Nora]: fuck u

[✉️ ➡️Dinah]: I’m flattered [✉️ ➡️Dinah]: you’re not really my type though

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@apoisontouch

(✉️ ➡️ Robbie Nora ): Who’d win a fight? Me or the other guy? I know the touch doesn’t work on him but I’m thinking if I hit him hard enough I could, you know, put out the fire.

(✉️ ➡️ Rogue): Other guy? Think you texted the wrong person

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@hearthecanarycry

[✉️ ➡️NORA]: whyt the fuck did u do to mya hed. icant sotp remgnerign over and ovetr

[✉️ ➡️Dinah]: Looks like you’re having fun [✉️ ➡️Dinah]: only thing I did was help you gain back your repressed memories [✉️ ➡️Dinah]: the rest is on you

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@whitequeenemma

(✉️ ➡️ Tall, dark, handsome, but stupid glasses ??): Come over.

(✉️ ➡️ Unknown): think you have the wrong number

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agenthamburger‌:

“A few different ones?” Sharon questioned before shrugging. Her point still stood – there was nothing wrong with being picky or hard to please. Normally, when people complained about that sort of thing, it was because they couldn’t meet the standards of the other person. But this woman… She didn’t know what she liked? That was confusing. “So, what? Like Doctor Who? Your taste buds get reset or something?” The woman looked like she was about Sharon’s age, so how could she not know what she liked?

“No, nothing like that” Nora shook her head, it was hard to know what she liked when of all the choices she’d made over the past twenty years she wasn’t sure which were her own and which were courtesy of Malice. “It’s a little more complicated than that.”

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superbxyclxne‌:

The moment she said that he knew him, he felt a knot form on his stomach, because he was terrified that she saw him when he was with his suit, and was recognizing him, but that knot disappeared after her next sentence, “Oh, right, that’s true,” he smiled, he knew her face was familiar for some reason, “I remember you were kind of new, what do you think about the city now?”

“It’s not so bad I guess” Nora shrugged, it certainly had its downsides but nothing she couldn’t live with. She had definitely stayed in worse places, Malice’s prison dimension came to mind, which was probably the worst place she’d ever been to.

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agenthamburger‌:

“I’m gonna go on a limb and say a man said that? They’re idiots, they need a map and an audiobook to help them figure anything out.” There were only a few things that Sharon was really picky about – but mostly, it was just hamburgers. “Besides, hard to please isn’t always a bad thing.”

Nora chuckled and shook her head “no, it was, a few different people” she shrugged. “I don’t know if I am though, I mean I don’t even know what I like. Except pumpkin beer, I definitely know I don’t like that.”