💥 WELCOME TO @pynkheat
“psionic shields. filthy hands. pink bruises.”
if you’re here for sparks, bruises, and a hero who doesn’t quite play nice? Then you have found him.
“catch me before i land.” ✨
Starters. Ask Memes.
Bio and info under the read more.
💋 BIOGRAPHY
It started with a fist. Or maybe with the smirk that always came after.
Mack Cross has been throwing punches for as long as he’s been breathing — first in underground boxing rings where the air smelled like blood and sweat and bad decisions, then in wrestling gyms that reeked of ambition and cheap protein powder. Every fight left him with a new scar, a new story, a new reason to push harder. Because Mack isn’t just good at getting hit. He’s addicted to the impact. To the heat of it. To the way it feels when the world narrows to one heartbeat and one strike.
Before the bright lights and the gloves, though, there was the shadow. The Cross name still makes thieves whisper. His father, the legendary phantom known as The Ghost Fox, taught him how to steal a diamond from a museum display using only charm, timing, and the tightest black leather imaginable. Mack inherited the knack, the nerve, and the restless hunger for adrenaline. His flexibility and agility thanks to cheerleading in high school and college as well as gymnastics was also a big help. But somewhere between the locked safes and the luxury getaways, he grew a conscience. The kind that doesn’t always stop him from doing the wrong thing… but makes him want to do it for the right reasons.
Now he’s trying to turn all that chaos into purpose — fists first, guilt later.
After a freak accident involving a stolen prototype energy core (long story, lots of sparks, very few clothes left intact), Mack was reborn as Nova — the pink-and-silver streak lighting up the skyline. He can fly, throw kinetic energy punches that hit like a meteor, and create shimmering psionic shields that wrap around him like liquid light. It’s hero work, technically. Though Mack’s version of heroism often involves shirtless combat, flirting with villains mid-battle, and saving civilians with a wink that could melt steel beams.
Nova’s aesthetic matches the man: sleek, radiant, and unapologetically extra. Silver plating hugging a body that looks carved from sin and second chances, pink accents that glow whenever his pulse quickens — which is often. The suit’s flexible enough for flight, tight enough for distraction, and durable enough to survive both explosions and a little rough handling. When he lands, boots cracking the pavement and heat rippling off his gloves, you know exactly why they call him the Knockout.
Outside the mask, Mack is chaos with a heartbeat. He’s charming and reckless, the kind of man who’ll flirt with danger just to see if danger flirts back. He doesn’t think before he acts — he feels, he dives, he burns. There’s a grin behind every bad idea, a dare behind every smile. He’s got the muscles of a boxer, the heart of a golden retriever, and an ass so perfect it should have its own sidekick name. His chest glistens under neon gym lights like it’s auditioning for divine worship, and he knows it. Cocky? Absolutely. Humble? Only when he’s on his knees... and even then, not for long.
Mack’s moral compass spins faster than his fists. He steals when it suits him, saves when it feels right, and sins for the thrill of it. He’s not the kind of hero who plays by the rules — he breaks them, reshapes them, and smirks while doing it. But when he fights for someone, it’s all in. Body, heart, and that dangerously soft voice that always sounds like a promise waiting to be broken.
They say Nova burns brightest when he’s falling. Maybe that’s true. But if you ask Mack, he’ll just flash that boyish grin and whisper, “Then maybe you should catch me… before I land.”
⚡️ POWERS & ABILITIES
Flight: so graceful it’s almost indecent; he likes to show off mid-air flips just because he can.
Enhanced Strength: enough to lift cars, bend steel, or carry three boyfriends at once.
Kinetic Blasts: punches that explode with radiant energy. And yes, he calls them “love taps.”
Psionic Shields: silver-pink force fields that shimmer like silk and hug his body close (real close).
🧤 SUIT DESIGN
Pink and silver. Tight, sleek, scandalous. The Nova suit clings to every muscle like it was poured on. Silver plating over chest and shoulders gleams under city lights, while pink energy veins pulse whenever his heart rate spikes — which, frankly, is often. Fingerless gloves crackle with kinetic charge. His boots hit the pavement like thunder, but it’s usually the ass that leaves the biggest impact.
😈 PERSONALITY
Chaotic charm wrapped in muscle and mischief. Mack is the guy who’ll save your life, steal your wallet, and kiss you breathless before you notice it’s gone. He’s reckless, cocky, and loyal in all the wrong ways. A walking contradiction... All heart and hazard. He wants to do good, but he’s addicted to feeling alive. He flirts with danger, wrestles with guilt, and makes every bad idea look like the best night of your life.
Morally gray? Definitely. Emotionally available? For a few hours, maybe. Bottom-coded? As hell. And proud of it.
💞 FUN FACTS
Once tried to wrestle shirtless under a “heatwave charity event.” Nobody complained.
Keeps trophies from his old heists. Mostly jewelry that matches his nipples.
Favorite sparring routine: “whoever pins me first gets breakfast.”
When he flies, he leaves a pink contrail that sparkles like glitter. He swears it’s “just physics.”
Has been a cheerleader, done gymnastics, been a boxer, and now is working on becoming a professional wrestler outside of also being a superhero. Sports have always been a big thing to him.
💦 KINKS
spanking, humiliation, chastity, control, slutty clothes, fighting/wrestling, master/pet, degradation.
Mack can have a c*ck or a p*ssy depending on partners preference.
