#omni mark

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i think that was my first time drawing them, I don't remember well... but thats why they look a bit off (?..

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I headcanon that Omni Mark has blue eyes.. just to make him look even more like his dad than he already does..

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reader aura farming head trauma while omni mark is fighting for his life that's just how it's meant to be

Couple of highly capable heroes!

(in reference to this fic)

wagh sorry I took forever to respond I am SUCH a slow artist and I’ve never drawn one of those Y/N blobs before so they look kinda jank sorz!!!

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Last art dump for now :P

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Powerless Twin Invincible!Reader\Y/N relationships with Mark Variants

Sorry for the mistakes in some of these, i only did the surviving Marks

Reader\Y/N manifested powers in some of these Aus but not in most of them, you had them in Sinister Mark's, Empire/Target Mark's, Prisoner Mark's and Viltrum Mark's realities, i haven't decided for the other Marks, but in most there would be no powers

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mark variants redesigns!!

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Hello! I’m coming from ao3 and I was wondering if you could do an x reader one shot of omni-mark and hero reader on a dangerous/hard mission together? (also how do you feel about the fanon gda mark?) :)

Focus up

Omnimark/Reader

Summary: You and Mark are off on a mission together, sure hope nothing bad happens. Gn reader. Hero reader with electricity powers. A/N: Yay glad you found the account alright, I'm personally a sucker for dadcil so I think GDA Mark is pretty cool, fun concept. If you're asking about me writing it, that's someone's OC right? Unless it's more of a collaborative thing like a lot of Undertale AUs were back in the day then I'd need a proper lore rundown I've only seen stuff in passing. Anyway about this fic specifically I've never written a fight scene before and I don't read a lot of action books so sorry if it's all clunky. WC:1.8k

“If you get killed I’m not turning around for your body, so stay focused,” Was how Mark choose to greet you “Always a charmer aren’t you?” You sighed, knowing by now that there was no helping him.

“No, not really,” Mark dismissed, too boring to engage in fun banter as always,

“Its Machinehead don’t be so serious,” You sighed and leaned on him, he was a largely immovable force making basically a portable wall for you to relax against whenever you pleased. 

“He has people working for him,” Mark pointed out, scooping you up in a princess carry. Which was even less effort on your part so you were alright with that, even if he killed your perfect lean. You do hold on a little when he starts flying, not that you think Mark would drop you but it’s also quite a long way down.

“Do you need me to go over the plan before we go in?” Mark asked, setting you down once you’d landed on the roof.

“Nope, I wasn’t listening the first time,” You said, forcing the roof access door open and wandered the fancy villain halls like you had any idea of where you were supposed to be going.

“So you do need me to go over the plan,” Mark sighed, grabbing you by the scruff of your uniform, "They're in here,” he said, pointing to the door in front of him that you had totally walked past.

“I have all your plans memorized so you really don’t need to go over it again,” You said, tapping the side of your head, “They start with element of surprise, then some weird specific formation thing I can never be bothered to memorize, a lot of details on the criminals–it's kinda creepy–, and they literally always go wrong so it’s better to just be baller. Also they don’t have enough hype moments and aura,” 

You kicked the door down before Mark could say anything else, earning a side eye from him– always too boring for your theatrics– and several stares from the criminals gathered around a fancy looking table.

“Who the hell let these guys in!?” The person at the head, who you can only assume was Machinehead based on his… machine head yelled, “What am I paying security for? Get them!”

You ducked under a stream of lava, patting the top of your head to make sure nothing got singed (You’ve had to explain a lot of things since becoming a hero but a bald spot is not something you’d like to add to the list) you saw Mark start towards you but faltered and headed for the source of the lava instead. You, on the other hand had bigger plans, dashing forward you jumped onto the previously mentioned way too expensive table and unleashed a sizable amount of electricity in as much space as you could.

You’d normally try to have a bit more restraint both for yourself and others but everyone here is superpowered so it’s probably fine, might short circuit Machinehead though. But you were feeling showy, Invincible was hanging with you afterall. Either way you successfully knocked out the guys in charge, so no last minute escapes while you two were busy will be happening on your watch. Looks like you got some of the hired muscle too, you just can’t stop winning today. “Yo Invincible, I can probably leave the rest to you, right?” You called, shaking out the extra bit of electricity under your skin before turning around just in time to watch Mark get slammed into the floor by a giant cat.

It’d be pretty funny if you’d ever actually seen anything other than Omni-man outdo him strength wise, but you haven’t so it’s rather scary actually. Good thing you were mostly kidding about Mark doing this on his own. You jumped off the table, skirting around the goons that didn’t get zapped and grabbed the cat, sending enough electricity through it to stun an elephant. But apparently not a furry, considering he shrugged it off easily. Awesome.

“I was promised worthy opponents!” He roared, swinging his mace towards you.

Luckily for you, Mark recovered in time to intercept it before your face got turned into red mush, which you personally don’t think would be very ideal. He huffed, kicking the cat in the stomach and hitting him with his own weapon. 

“Be more careful,” Mark grunted, holding his arms up to block as the cat ran at him again. 

“Careful? I was saving you!” You pointed out as some noncat opponents came at you, might as well deal with those.

“If I’m ever in a situation where I need to be saved, you should just run,” Mark scoffed, or started to, it turned into more of a choked off yelp as the cat grabbed his cape and yanked him into a wall.

“Why would I do that!?” Leaving a friend behind is like the opposite of heroic. And in some relevance to that, you tossed the goon you had just dealt with at the cat, throwing it slightly off and giving Mark enough time to recover.

“Because if something could beat me it could obviously beat you,” Mark said like it was, well, obvious, stopping to punch the cat into the floor

“Whats that supposed to mean?” It’s certainly not the most polite thing he’s said to you.

“Stop your bickering and focus on combat!” The cat roared, running back at the two of you.

“Deal with the smaller ones, I have him,” Mark said, tensed up to counter.

You nodded, looking around at the scattered remaining hired muscle, it won’t be hard to deal with them and then you can go assist Invincible with the giant Kitty. You tried to be a bit more conservative with your powers this time, electricity running through your body isn't really the most pleasant feeling and you’re still sore from popping ult at the start. 

You could hear the cat yelling something at Mark every so often but it was rather irrelevant to you so you tuned it out. All stuff about how happy he was to brawling with a viltrumite or something, you think you heard him spit something about holding back but again, you weren’t paying attention. 

You ducked under a flurry of ribbons, grabbing a fistful and swinging the person on the other end into as many criminals as you could, sending a bit of electricity through the ribbons before letting go for good measure. You dusted off your hands, proud of yourself for a job well done (even if it was totally easy) and spun around to go assist your favorite crime fighting partner only to be met with a cat paw to the face and hardwood to the back of the head.

“If I deal with this one will you show me your true strength?” he asked, lifting you up and swinging you slightly.

Your ears were ringing, you think you might have been concussed and you’re not sure if that’s sweat or blood dripping down the back of your neck. 

“Drop them or I will kill you,” Mark’s voice cut in coldly.

“I was hoping you’d say that!” The cat laughed and you felt a pressure squeeze around your head.

Well you’d prefer not to get squished by a giant feline. You wrapped your hands around his arm and sent as much electricity as you could into it, this did not help with the hand tightening around your head but it did give Invincible enough of an opening to punch him off of you. Yay.

You dropped to the ground, your arms too stiff to push yourself back up and get back into the fight which is quite a shame. The edges of your vision are starting to fuzz over, which you’re sure is bad, especially since you’re not supposed to sleep after getting a concussion. Well, if Mark gets killed fighting the cat you won’t have to worry about brain damage, because you’ll be dead too!!

When you woke back up you were no longer on the cold floor but instead a moderately warm hospital bed. You went to push yourself up but evidently one of your arms were pinned by a sleeping viltrumite. Which, while very cute, was rather uncomfortable to be stuck laying still and there was no way you’d be able to force him off.

Not often you get to see Invincible without his cowl on, it’s nice to be able to see the upper half of his face, even if the lower half is covered by his arms. You normally get to see his hair but you really wish your arms were free enough to run a hand through it, just to see if it’s all crunchy from hair gel or naturally like that. Because any other reason to touch a person's hair would be weird. Shame he’s sleeping too, his lenses are so dark you hardly ever get to see the guy’s eyes and they’re such a nice shade of brown. He was showing much more skin than normal, with a short sleeve t-shirt, how scandalous. Is that a sling on his arm?

You hadn't spent too long staring at Mark (just the normal amount of time staring.) before he started shifting above you.

“Finally! Wake up man, I can’t feel my arms,” You complained working to shove him off.

“You can’t feel them normally,” Mark yawned but sat up properly, showing off that yeah his arm is in a sling, and he’s got a bruise on the side of his face. How awful.

“Whatever nerd. How’d you get so beat up?” You asked, sitting up as well, “Guess you aren’t all that invincible,”

“He was strong,” Mark sighed, “I probably wouldn’t have won without you paralyzing him so thanks,” he added, the last bit mumbled as he glanced off to the side like it was so totally embarrassing to say

“You’re welcome for being the most important, funny, smart, cool, hot, talented, and pulls their weight part of this team,” You answered, a smug grin on your face.

“I didn’t say all that,” Mark sighed, but you could see the small smile on his face and hear the obvious fondness in his tone, “You should be more careful using your powers like that, you’ll seriously hurt yourself,” He added, too much of a stick in the mud to keep the light mood apparently.

“Yeah, yeah. Hey I don’t think I told you my powers mess me up,” You pointed out, eyeing him

“It’s obvious to anyone that’s looking, you don’t do a bad job of hiding it but I can tell," He said very matter of factly

“Awww you watch me while I fight?” “Don’t make it weird!”

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AU where all the Mark variants aren’t actually variants and Nolan just went full Kregg and had like fifteen sons