non-exhaustive list of canon powers Nico di Angelo either has shown or is heavily implied to have:
Shadow-travel
Manipulation of shadows/darkness (also possibly use of shadows as a pocket-dimension a la Magicians using the Duat in The Kane Chronicles)
Becoming intangible/shadows
Complete control over skeletons/bones (dead or alive, including summoning, reanimation, and/or changing shape of them) and being able to sense their presence
Summoning, reanimating, commanding, and dispelling the dead/undead (Skeletons, zombies, ghosts, etc & varieties) and being able to sense their presence
Ability to understand/communicate with the dead/undead and potentially other beings of the Underworld
Inherent complete comprehension of Latin
Ability to perceive the usually unperceivable/possibly look upon a deity’s true form without repercussion (at least moreso than the average demigod, though possibly is restricted to chthonic beings) (ex: Tartarus, potentially also interacting with his parents, etc)
Interacting tangibly with ghosts (implied to be a Ghost King thing rather than a Hades/Pluto thing)
Partial or complete immunity to different effects of the Underworld/things within (can consume food/drink of or in the Underworld without repercussions, effects from the Lethe wear off over time instead of being permanent like usual for mortals, etc)
Astral projection/”Walking in dreams”
Dream manipulation and projection (Sending dreams to others, etc.) (presumably includes sharing/projecting dreams with others) alongside inflicting sleep upon others even from a distance.
Illusions
Manipulation of emotions/aura that inflicts specific emotions on others (ex.: radiating fear/death onto enemies)
Projection of emotions and memories onto others (can be so forceful it causes physical damage like a shockwave)
Geokinesis (all forms but also specifically generating black marble) (presumably also specialized control over precious gemstones & non-paper currency)
Temperature manipulation (seemingly only lowering temperature)/creating frost)
Control/manipulation of souls, including living beings (ex: ripping out Bryce Lawrence’s soul)
Perceiving/reading/judging of souls (most likely also a Ghost King thing over Hades/Pluto thing, but possibly both)
Converting living into dead/undead, aka instakill (ex: disintegrating monsters to bone with one touch)
Lowering or manipulation of own vitals (breathing, heart rate, etc)
Death Trance/pseudo-hibernation (possibly also general control over states of consciousness at least for self, in combo with control over vitals & dreams)
Sensing death (impending or when it occurs, sometimes receiving dreams/visions of it occurring)
Able to sense other children of Hades/Pluto (potentially also other chthonic beings in general/able to identify based on sense alone) and also just living beings in general, such as mortals (possibly via souls).
Improved navigation underground/in the Underworld and ability to traverse restricted or normally unnavigable parts of the Underworld
Enhanced strength/abilities when in the Underworld
Inherently unnaturally quiet (possibly able to silence sound on a designated target)
Hiding/shielding self from being perceived (seemingly related to shadows/silence)
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captain jude wins it for england in the 2026 wc and everyone is super soft and fluffy maybe
jude bellingham - it's coming home ♡
The roar of the crowd fills the air like a deafening symphony as Jude, captain of the England team, leads the squad onto the pitch for the 2026 World Cup final against France.
It's a moment he's dreamed of since he was a young boy kicking a ball around the park, and now, with the weight of a nation on his shoulders, he's determined to make it count.
As the game kicks off, Jude can't help but feel a surge of pride as he looks around at his teammates, some of whom are experiencing their first taste of a major tournament final. A lot of the lads look up to him now and he knows they're counting on him to lead them to victory. He's determined not to let them down.
The match is intense, with both sides giving their absolute all in pursuit of the ultimate dream. Memories of their defeat to France in the 2022 tournament linger heavily in Jude's mind, but he pushes them aside, focusing on the task at hand. The past is no use to him now.
Mbappe puts France ahead towards the end of the first half with a lucky goal that slips between Pickford's legs with a deflection, leaving the tension in the stadium palpable.
But, as ever, he and the lads refuse to give up, and in the second half, Phil manages to find the back of the net with a brilliant strike, sending the crowd into a frenzy of excitement and invigorating the team to impossible levels as Jude scoops up the ball and they run back to the midway line to quickly restart the game.
When there's just five minutes left on the clock, Jude can feel the pressure mounting.
Not penalties, He can't help but think even after all this time. Anything but penalties.
The thought looms over him like a dark cloud, but then he sees his opportunity. Trent sends him a perfect through ball from the back, and Jude grasps the moment with desperate hands, weaving through the French defenders with determination.
He fires a shot from long range. And it should be too far. It really should be. He barely lands these in training.
But then all of a sudden Jude is hearing the unstoppable roar of the crowd, feeling Rashy grab onto him and Phil jump onto his back, watching as the ball swishes cleanly into the back of the net past the goalie's fingertips.
It's his legs that carry him to the fans. His mind is full of nothing but images of his mum and dad flashing by and all the time and hard work they dedicated to him, of his brother and his unwavering beliefs in his ability, and of the teammates he's had throughout the years that had made an impact on him.
Jude feels a smile crack onto his face.
It's broad and giddy and the complete opposite to how he'd usually celebrate, taciturn and serious, nodding sharply after a goal to say, 'Yeah, that's right. That's what I can do.' A habit leftover from his youth where Jude had felt like he constantly had to prove his maturity and earn his right to be on the pitch.
But he's done it now. Cemented himself into history.
Jude opens his arms up to the sea of blues and whites adorning the stands and allows himself to laugh freely as his teammates appear one by one to tackle him into the ground, gripping onto his shoulders, shouting and screaming in glee, and pressing their foreheads together.
Someone yells at Jude that they love him and Jude's grin hitches into his cheeks again as he places a kiss on the cheek of whoever's nearest, the chants of the crowd engulfing him, the pounding of the drums in tune with the beat of his heart.
It's coming home.
♡
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