#backstory headcanon

[gabbbyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy]

Pre-Clown Clown Mask Man HC design + lore yappery

[ask-jiro-kirisaki]

I was finally able to reveal this whole debacle to Yuri. It felt ridiculous then and even moreso now that I wasn't able to say anything. I don't understand what held me back. I'm content to just burn the notebook and forget all about it, but Yuri brought up a good point. If whatever I did contributed to my current condition, he will need as much information as possible. My thoughts keep drifting to the missing page. There's a chance it's still down there somewhere if I didn't think to destroy it. We'll need to be thorough in our search. If it still exists, it must've been well-hidden. Yuri has done so much for me, and even now, he continues to give me everything. I have my reservations, but if Yuri wants answers, it's the least I could do for him. I owe him that much - especially if the condition he's poured so much time and resources into treating is entirely my fault.

[wolfgang1097]

My own headcanons regarding Spy vs. Spy (Backstory and early years) (Part 1)

What's up folks? This is Ari, today I want to create my own headcanons regarding Black Spy and White Spy from the Spy vs. Spy franchise. Keep in mind that EVERYTHING I am going to be jotting down is NOT official, but is my own personal fan headcanon regarding their backstory, upbringing, and whatever.

While a lot of people do tend to ship both of the male spies, Black and White, quite frequently, I find it rather odd and somewhat ridiculous (and sometimes a tad disturbing), I would rather headcanon the duo as brothers.

Yes, that's right ladies and gentlemen, I am headcanoning Black Spy and White Spy as biological identical twin brothers (being only about three or four minutes apart, give or take) who were separated when they were still very young infants by two different sets of parents. Before I tell you about that story, maybe I should tell you about their birth first.

It all started when their biological mother called a cab to go straight to the ER due to having severe abdominal pain during the early evening hours. The onsite obstetrician had found that one of the twins was experiencing fetal distress that was bad enough that she was going to have to have labor induced as soon as possible (back in Black and White's day, Cesarean Sections were still not commonplace as of yet). She was in labor for about five or six hours. Two different teams of neonatologists and the labor and delivery staff available rushed in as soon as they could just as she was about to deliver. One of the twins was born only a couple of minutes before midnight while the other one (the one who was in distress and stuck in the complete breach position, so the obstetrician and neonatologist did a lot of cajoling just to get him into the head-first position and they did) was born about one or two minutes after midnight. So while they were technically born on different days, they were still only a few minutes apart.

Unfortunately, things were not all's well that ends well. The twins (Black and White) were premature and required an incubator as well as the necessary equipment that they were going to be dependent on for the first couple of weeks or so of their lives during their stay in the Intensive Care Nursery. Meanwhile, their mother suffers from a fatal stroke post-delivery. This was unfortunate for the duo because not only did they just lose their biological mother only minutes after birth, their biological father was brutally murdered while he was deployed in the Soviet Union right before they were born (so their biological mother ended up having to give birth to the duo all by herself). This ended up rendering the duo orphaned while being premature, no less. Right from the beginning, Labor and Delivery and the ICN (Intensive Care Nursery) staff made sure that it was visually easy to tell the duo apart since they were identical twin brothers. According to at least a few of the select staff as well as many of the Well Baby Nursery staff (where they were later moved to until they were officially adopted by their own respective set of parents), White had the powder blue ankle band while Black's ankle band was mint green, as a way to tell them apart easier as they obviously were topless as long as they were in their incubators.

Another baby that was admitted into the ICN that the twins had known all their lives, who was born only a few short days later, was Phillip "Phil" Dengler (my OC, the Spies' rather odd, ditzy, fun-loving, laid-back, kind-hearted hippie neighbor who is, of course, the same age as them and, apparently, a lifetime friend of theirs (usually more often with Black than White). I'll eventually get to him sometime in the near future.), a barely full-term newborn who was suffering from neonatal abstinence and fetal alcohol syndrome because his biological mother drank and smoked while she was pregnant with him and ended up having a placental abruption, resulting in her demise. Phil's biological father committed suicide less than a couple of months before he was born due to severe mental illness. So Phil was orphaned for the first few months of his life, as well.

After a couple of weeks have passed by taking care of the duo, one of the twins, Black in particular, began to express signs of colic while he was still in the incubator, just when his lungs were strong enough. Any nurse who would pass by would have to rush over to him whenever she would hear him let out a blood-curdling cry. It wasn't any help that Black and White also struggled with fairly high bilirubin levels where they have to have phototherapy done, even when they (alongside the aforementioned OC of mine, Phil) were well enough to be moved into the Progressive Care Nursery. White also had issues with colic shortly before being moved into the PCN (Progressive Care Nursery), but not nearly as much as Black (Phil, on the other hand, was the less colicky than both Black and White despite his issues). At this point, the twins no longer needed the equipment (especially the incubators) from when they were first admitted into the ICN, yet they still struggled with somewhat high bilirubin levels until they were about a little over a month old. Once their livers were deemed mature enough, they were finally well enough to be moved into the Well Baby Nursery (and so was Phil once his symptoms have subsided completely). Although they were in good health, the hospital's nursery staff had opted to make accommodations to take care of these babies until they are adopted by the different set of parents that would eventually separate them instead of sending them to an orphanage (considering that the nursery staff were shown to be significantly more nurturing and gentle with newborns and infants than the local orphanages).

Stay tuned for Part 2. Peace.

I do not claim ownership. Spy vs. Spy belongs to the defunct MAD Magazine and Antonio Prohias. Phillip "Phil" Dengler (who I am going to be working on in the near future) belongs to me.

[lunaeclipse1057-ao3]

Hello I'm here to explain my backstory for q!Phil

I have the headcanon that he was a child soldier before he resided to hardcore worlds. He's an expert at fighting, and I think this is also a really neat way to incorporate Techno into it, cause just like imagine:

Phil and Techno met as children on the battlefield, maybe Techno was saving Phil. Tech taught him how to fight, and they became best friends. Once the war ended, they left and started a life together as friends. Then, maybe something happens to Techno, idk, but Phil leaves what he knew to go to Hardcore. This is where he really "spreads his wings" (aahahaha-)

He gets a letter to go to the QSMP, he does, we know the rest, but the reason he wants to protect the eggs so badly is because he wanted someone to protect him when he was a kid. And maybe he taught Chayanne how to fight because it's what he knew as a kid.

Child Soldier q!Phil is my beloved <3

[cobaltfluff]

competitive aquarium date

bonus: the night before

[lizardpersonyknow]

Tim Drake is responsible for the majority of Gotham's streams of the song skater boy by Avril Lavigne. This is because he keeps captivating people with his autistic goblin rizz. They play this song while daydreaming about wooing him by bringing the bedraggled rat boy at the skate park a zesti like they're y/n herself. Sometimes they don't even realise that That's Tim Drake Wayne. He's a cute, skrungly Thing™ that you could either fix or make worse depending on your romantic daydreams.

[vladdyissues]

The great thing about canon giving you only vague details about a character is the fact that you can take that character to the Build-A-Blorbo workshop and stuff them with whatever headcanons your little heart desires.

[karimationkat]

Never Apologised Before

A little post-episode 30 headcanon

Read right to left ⬅️

[clearancecreedwatersurvival]

I do think it’s extremely funny of the collective one piece fandom to be like ‘Luffy has no canonical mother? No problem, we’re headcanoning this other guy as trans and assigning him childbearing parent status. Yes the guy who stabbed Luffy that one time, what’s a little stabbing between family.’

[warriordragonart]

My interpretation of the Dancer while she was still human. Her hair is inspired by a mixture of Renaissance Italian and ballroom hairstyles and my headcanon for her name is Gwynneth!

[gabbbyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy]

I GOT A NEW HEADCANON REGARDING DAGDA AND IZANAMI’S RELATIONSHIP HOLY SHIT LEMME COOK

I always felt like Izanami would love dolls, and would collect dolls as a hobby, aside from her usual work. She’d specifically collect dolls that look old, beat up, and abandoned. (Any kind, porcelain, rag, anything of the time that stood out to her.)

Ironic, considering who she’ll end up with in this freaky apartment complex (spoilers!!! It’s a scarecrow.)

(Est. 1950)

She probably was first assigned F3R4 some time in the middle of (what would be considered) the day, and mistook Dagda (who i headcanon to be semi-nocturnal, AND a heavy sleeper) to be a doll. The ragged appearance, and pitiful solidarity of this ‘doll’ caught her eye, so she grouped it in with all her other aforementioned dolls, introducing a new member of her little collection

she’d put him places, like on shelves or on her bed, not thinking much of him. Until stuff started happening in and out of the astral circle.

Ex. Crows appearing in her room (he has a lot of pet crows), the ‘doll’ disappearing from the spots she puts him, the ‘doll’ changing places w/ other dolls, misplaced objects in specific areas, etc.

Meanwhile, the ‘doll’, otherwise known as Dagda is FULLY AWARE OF IZZY’S EXISTENCE, but plays along with her obliviousness, just because he’s been bored and lonely in the same room for ages, and just wants someone to play around with (even if it’s just for a little bit, even if it’s just for the rest of eternity).

All up until she started getting phone calls regarding this “Dagda” guy’s presence (who she has absolutely no idea of his existence atp), assuming it’s the wrong apartment they’re calling. It went vice-versa, with the doorman calling …*someone* in regards to Izanami, odd, considering she believes she lives alone.

And them boom. One day, an unassuming Izanami just so happened to awaken her ‘doll’, presumably when she was about to go to sleep herself, and accidentally pushed her doll off the bed.

Izanami finally discovered Dagda was INDEED that same lonely doll that she discovered in her room, the same “Dagda” guy that the doorman has been calling her about, and the same force that started misplacing stuff around her room. she went fucking cuckoo once she put two and two together. And she let the Astral Circle and its inhabitants know that.

(She had a SUPER stern talking with Zoth and Chaugnar, who first assigned her apartment to her, without any prior knowledge or warnings of a roomate, considering she was expecting to live in her apartment, solo.)

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As of current (Feb 1955, i guess) though? They’ve been great! Despite being polar opposites and all, they occasionally look back on the bizzare way they met and just laugh about it..i love these two sm brooooooOooo!!!! Kicking my feet and giggling about them

Thank you for listening to my Ted Gabby Talk. Buh bye for noww

[stil-lindigo]

ashes to ashes.

a short comic about the day Ash was born.

Ash's story

Red and Wolf's story

notes:

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[wolfgang1097]

My own headcanons regarding Spy vs. Spy (Backstory and early years) (Part 2)

Good evening folks, this is Ari. Tonight I am picking up where I left off in part 1, but first I do want to make some specific details and some odds and ends regarding my headcanon for the spies in part 1 first:

-White is older than Black by about three or four minutes. Since I mentioned that one twin (particularly White) was born a couple minutes before midnight, and the other twin (Black) was born one or two minutes after midnight, that would mean that even though Black's birthday would technically be the day after White's, they're still actually a few minutes apart.

-The twins, Black and White, spent the first two and half weeks in the hospital's Intensive Care Nursery and then spent another week in the Progressive Care Nursery due to being about a month and a half premature. They were eventually moved into the Well Baby Nursery by the time they were about a little over a month old and stayed there until they were adopted by their respective parents (which I will get to when I build up to that).

-Black was more colicky than White, even when he was still in the incubator during their stay in the Intensive Care Nursery.

-Black and White's biological parents are deceased. Their biological father was brutally killed in the Soviet Union right before they were born. Their biological mother suffered from a fatal stroke post delivery. This resulted in the twins being orphaned for the first four or five (at the most) months of their lives.

-My more human-looking OC, Phil Dengler, was born only a few days after the twins and spent pretty much the same amount of time in the ICN (Intensive Care Nursery), PCN (Progressive Care Nursery), and Well Baby Nursery as the twins did.

OK, odds and ends over. Let's get down to business shall we?

The twins, Black and White, were taken care of by the hospital's Well Baby Nursery staff until they were about four or five months old instead of being sent to an orphanage on account of how much gentler, caring, empathetic, and tender the nursery and the entire Maternity staff were compared to the local orphanages. Since Phil was also orphaned, the hospital's nursery staff had to take care of him as well. On top of taking care of several other newborn babies in the nursery, the nurses, including the head nurse, all went out of their way to use their spare time (breaks included) to take care of Phil and the twins. Such as bottle feeding them around the clock (due to being orphaned, Black, White, and Phil all had to be formula fed, obviously), changing them, bathing them whenever necessary, and soothing them whenever they got fussy after their needs had been met. This was especially in Black's case as he was the most prone to colicky spells. After every last one of his needs were met, one of the nurses taking care of him whenever he was colicky would gently rub his belly, which kind of worked, yet he'd still let out a distressed whimper. If nothing else really worked, a nurse who was on break or had some down time would let him cry it out in her arms. The assistant head nurse, Kathy (I will get to her at some point in the future), felt particularly close with the twins as well as Phil. One day, she brought in several gowns in three different colors: Red for Phil as well as Black and White for the twins, which made it easier to tell the twins apart besides their ankle bands.

About a month or so after the twins and Phil had all outgrown the "colic stage," there were THREE potential couples all awaiting to adopt them, all of them being fairly different in several ways. This was when the twins, Black and White, were separated from each other.

White was adopted by an elderly, conservative couple in their mid to late 60s, especially the female spouse (White's adoptive mother). White's adoptive mother may have been nurturing, but she was rather uptight, judgmental, orderly, and a bit of a neat-freak, albeit was still open-minded when it came to raising her adopted baby boy. She may have been where White got his pompous, sassy demeanor from. White's adoptive father was also very nurturing and, apparently, more open-minded to parental advice on infant care than his (White's) adoptive mother was, and was very aware that his adoptive infant son is his own person. However, he was a tad senile due to age, thus resulting in him being rather forgetful.

Black was adopted by a liberal older couple, who were in their late 50s or early 60s, at the most. They were both also very open-minded with how to take care of their adoptive infant son and treat him like he's his own person. Black's adoptive father was nurturing, kind, gentle, easy-going, yet goofy, somewhat clueless, forgetful, and a tad clumsy (indicating that he may be on the verge of senility). Black's adoptive mother was very resourceful, cleanliness obsessed (but not to the insane extent of White's adoptive mother), gentle, detail-oriented, sharp, and very intelligent.

The one main thing that both of these couples had in common was that they were never able to conceive a child at all and due to age, adoption was basically their only chance of even having their own children to raise at all while they still can.

As for Phil, he was adopted by a young hippie couple who already had a young daughter named Candace (I'll get to her at some point in the future, as well), who was about three and half years old at the time. This young couple had looked into adopting a second child and Phil pretty much fit in perfectly. Just like Black's adoptive parents, Phil's adoptive parents and older sister were all nurturing, gentle, easy-going, and very open-minded to parenting advice as a refresher as it had been three and a half years since they had last adopted a baby. They were more than willing to treat their newly adopted infant son like he's his own person, just like they did with their daughter.

Anyhow, that's all I have for this part for tonight. Stay tuned for Part 3 sometime in the future. Goodnight everybody. Peace.

I do not claim ownership of any copyrighted content. Spy vs. Spy belongs to the defunct MAD Magazine and the late, great Antonio Prohias. Phillip "Phil" Dengler belongs to me.

[demigods-posts]

i'm one hundred percent shore the way sally and poseidon met is he surfaced the water on long Island. roaming around montauk and observing the mortals that walked the beach with him. and he spots a little hut down the beach, not too far but a little ways from the cabins. and he smells the most delicious pastries and figures he'd do no harm taking a brownie to go. and with one taste, he takes two more with him. and this goes on for a week or so before he emerges from the water one late night. craving yet another brownie. and as he opens the case. sally, who is working two jobs just to cover rent. much less food. emerges from the dark with a shotgun. loosely familiar with the weapon and how to use it. but determined to catch this 'brownie stealer'.

[southernroach]

i love roach’s rock paper scissors animation so much, i hope he keeps track of how many wins and losses each hand has.

i wonder how the scores started out, if maybe his dominant hand won more simply because it’s his dominant hand, or if it started out even and eventually started favoring one side subconsciously, or maybe even now it’s still even.

i wonder if he’s ever accidentally fallen into a pattern and that’s what caused an uneven score.

on days where he’s visibly more stressed, i wonder if anyone has ever tried to play with him (i hope he sucks when he plays against someone)

maybe it’s a way of keeping his mind blank. because if he’s playing against himself then he’d obviously have to choose a winner. but maybe he does it specifically so that his mind kinda runs from him and he just allows the muscle memory to take over.

or maybe he just likes the repetition of the game, like a self soothing technique

idk i just love that animation <3

[laughhardrunfastbekindsblog]

When we are first introduced to Clone Force 99 in The Clone Wars, the "regs" make several notes from the get-go of the fact that these commandos are different ("They're clones? They don't look like clones"), but the open animosity starts with Crosshair (Wrecker backs him up, but Hunter and Tech seem more inclined to try keeping the peace). So it would be easy to assume that any issues between CF99 and the regs started with CF99.

But then, in "Aftermath," Tech (one of those who didn't cause any issues with the regs in the intro story, I'll say again) is genuinely surprised by Omega's choice to stay with them in the mess hall, and says:

"You WANT to sit with us? That's never happened before."

And given that Tech isn't one for exaggeration or misrepresenting the facts, I'm inclined to take Tech's word for it that none of the regs ever wanted or made any effort to openly associate with his squad.

Now, I love the regs too, and I'm not saying all the regs went out of their way to pick fights with the Bad Batch when growing up on Kamino; but being ignored and passively dismissed can be very hurtful, especially when it occurs your entire life.

All this to say that I am convinced Crosshair's superiority complex was a defensive reaction to being shunned by (most of) the other clones his entire life, rather than this complex being the original cause of the Bad Batch's friction with the regs.

Also really speaks highly of Cody's and Rex's characters that they have the honor of being regs the Bad Batch actually like.