#cosmicheartz

[popfizzles]

If the villager thing is still going could you possibly do bella?

my favorite mouse!!! i'd always draw a bella

[salempie]

Not necessarily a romance ship thing but Crystal and Clem? I moreso wanna hear your take on their relationship

Me personally I think it’s kinda one sided regarding romance on Clems end.

I think abt how one of his pics on campster is lovers leap along with the fact when you rebrain him the only thing he says is crystals name before running off ( on that note I also found out he waits for Crystal to get rebrained in the room with the unbrained kids )

On Crystals end I feel like she doesn’t exactly harbor the same feelings but wouldn’t exactly mind getting into a romantic relationship ( like in a settling for him type of thing )

I have a lot of thoughts on this, let me get my charts

First and foremost, I ship them completely platonically! They are the best friends ever! I think they could have tried to make a relationship work (see their campster testimonials, they have at least discussed having a relationship and Elka talks about them as if they are a steady couple) but I don’t think something like that would last. Also they’re both very very homosexual to me. Gay Man/Lesbian bestie dynamic. Though I enjoy transfemme Clem as well and yes, estrogen could save her.

I can absolutely see the one sided aspect of it. A lot of my thoughts about them concern Clem dragging Crystal with him. Crystal is depressed, absolutely, but I still think she has some kind of hope for others if not herself. Clem is far, far more cynical, at least from my perspective. Misery loves company, and while both Clem and Crystal are certainly miserable at neither of their faults, I do think Clem is determined to keep that company rather than let Crystal heal (not that either of them believe that healing will happen). I don’t think it’s malicious at all, I just think all he cares about at the moment is Crystal and he would literally rather kill both of them than lose her. A need not to be abandoned I fear.

Hm…I’m sensing a theme among the characters I like…

…Suppose it’s a bit morbid on my part, maybe I’m taking Clem in too much bad faith. I always tend to go for darker headcanons. He did used to be my favorite though so I have put a lot of thought into this.

[snaxle]

did you rlly imply danganronpa isnt problematic on that one reply post? im not even like super mad but like you do realize all the weird problematic shit in danganronpa right?

i literally have not mentioned danganronpa 1 single time

[tumbleinthenet]

is effie psychic? if so what are her abilities

she's definitely psychic, but i tend to not think much about specialties. she's more into the whole sports thing, but being psychic isn't something that just goes away, and she's been kicked off a lot of her teams for it so it's something that does unfortunately define her.

that's okay, because she's of the firm belief training her skills is another thing she can win at.

she's probably a bit of a marksman like her dad, because it's the easiest most quantifiable power for her to be good at, but she tries to pick up a little bit of everything. anything that could help her with animal handling is good too, but she's not exactly a natural zoolinguist

[tiny-wren]

i'm still figuring out my sexuality but i'm pretty sure Willow was some sort of awakening for me

that is SO valid. willow is cute!! i remember finding shannon cute too when i played hot doggeria for the first time LOL

[cosmicheartz]

Hey your art style looks familiar, do I know you?

Oh yea I’m on the Psychonauts discord server

[32bitterra]

(September 3 - September 30, 2024)

This was quite an eventful month. Here is what I drew during it.

Sasha is happy, he's just bad at expressing himself.

@cosmicheartz's OC, Dixie Hoofburger, who is J.T.'s little sister. Thank you for letting me draw her.

Cackling fiend

Drawing nice Bobby feels weird, but it's a nice change of pace.

I got a little distracted.

I tried out an application called Wigglypaint, so naturally I drew Quentin.

Milla told him to stop enabling her suicidal tendencies with violence. (Original here)

I listened to "Stargazing" by Tayla one night and became inspired.

Sister's request. I think Sam and Dogen communicate in a manner completely incomprehensible to anyone besides them.

[doodle17]

Had another fun magma with @salempie @cosmicheartz @ottosbigtop @how-good-day and plenty more! (Sorry if I forgot/didn't keep track of yall, still thank you for your contributions 🙏)(oh btw there is another canvas but people were still working on that one so I'll come back tomorrow and reblog the others when people are finished)

Full- non cropped- boards here

[sykilik101]

@themattress @ultraericthered @illustrious-rocket @pepsi-al @shitirishaterssay @azelmaandeponine @gouthepro @cosmicheartz @warlordess @dchan87 @hollylu-ships-it @miyatoriaka @pokeshipping @johnnyd2 @zdbztumble @weirdgirl92 @sykilik101 @lovingtheshow @wiseabsol @echidnapower @gabbaana @dbzebra

My pals!!!!!!!!! My friends!!!!!!!!!! My darlings!!!!!!!!! My honeybuns!!!!!!!!!!😘😘😘😘😘😘

All of you genwunners are invited to the amourshipping wedding which is about to be held once gen 9 ends!!!!!!!😘❤️😘❤️😘😂😘🥰🥰🥰🥰

Food and drinks will be available for free!!!!!!!🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩

Cos pokeshipping is dead you genwunners!!!!!!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

So suck it up losers!!!!!!!!!!!

I missed you, homie! I was gettin' lonely not seeing so many exclamation marks in my Asks, but you have returned! This also means the return of these fics, so let's go!

The bedsheets were cool to the touch as Misty collapsed onto her bed. The gentle whir of the air conditioning was the room's only salvation from silence, sunshine managing to sneak its way through the blinds. She rolled onto her side, her nose nestled against the pillow. His smell had long since been washed out, but she was nothing if not willing to fool herself.

Misty traced a finger along the comforter, watching it curve and angle itself to her touch. She savored how soft it felt against her fingertip; she settled her entire palm against it, pressing down into the mattress. Maybe if she used enough pressure, she could simulate the way his sleeping form would feel next to her.

Ash had been nothing if not true to his word; phone calls were her weekly treat (or whenever the boy found himself in a Pokémon Center), and the occasional envelope containing a letter and photos graced her mailbox. She'd saved them, of course; each one would be admired before being lovingly placed inside a box for safekeeping. They were her connection to him when he felt so far away.

However, no voice on the other end of a line, no scratchy handwriting or imperfectly framed shots could compete with a held hand, a pair of lips touching its other half, a hug that could go on forever and never lose its warmth. A sigh escaped her; she'd taught herself how to handle the yearning, how to pretend his voice was whispering her name in her ear, how to find the color of his eyes no matter where it hid.

Naturally, none of it compared to the real thing.

A chime rung through the gym, and Misty shoved her face into her pillow with a groan. A trainer had arrived, but she was in no mood to entertain someone's desire for a badge on her day off. She was experienced, however; eventually they would get the hint that nobody was coming to the door, and she would be allowed to return to her daydreams.

Another chime, however, washed away any hope of that happening.

With a low sigh she pulled herself from her bed, trudging the few steps to her door where the intercom was stationed. Her flare had become as widespread as her skills; surely that was enough justification for her snippy words towards the unsuspecting victim, right? She's paint a small dab of professionalism over her inflection, but "get lost" would be front and center.

She pressed her finger onto the button, not even bothering to clear her throat. "This is Misty. I'm sorry, but today's my day off, so you'll have to come back ano-"

"Pikachu pi!"

"Well, you heard her, buddy, we'll have to come back later."

Misty's heart practically grew legs and sprinted its way into her throat, eyes widening as she found her breath momentarily stolen. The cusp of a grin began to shake her lips as she felt the bottoms of her eyes warming. She knew he was likely joking with his reply, but just in case-

"Ash?"

No response.

It couldn't have just been a figment of her imagination. His last call had been mere days ago; she could still call to memory the slant of his lips as "Bye, Misty" tickled her ears. His voice was so distinct and clear; even after days, weeks, months of missing his presence next to her, she'd never mistake that tone of his, the one he loved saving for jabs aimed at her.

Without another word she bolted from her bedroom, nearly stumbling to the floor as she raced for the entrance of the gym. Make this right turn, speed down this hallway before drifting left, then a quick right-

The glass entryway hid no guests; silhouetted by Cerulean City's sunset was a boy with a cap, a beaming Pikachu, and a smile that she'd only seen the pixelated and photographed form of for so long.

Misty couldn't tell if she wanted to take precarious steps or blitz towards him; her legs stumbled forward awkwardly as she found some semblance of a middle ground between the two desires. Ash, seemingly aware of (and amused by) her disbelief, waltzed through the glass doors.

"Hey, Mist."

The two were only a handful of steps apart, but the nickname was enough for Misty to throw gravity to the wind, practically leaping into the boy. Her arms ensnared his torso; Ash had survived worse things than a potentially crushed rib cage, he'd be fine. The previous warmth in her eyes was beginning to grow hot, a vice slowly tightening around her throat.

"Ash, what- what are you doing here?"

"Getting crushed by one of your hugs, that's what I'm doing."

Her normal behavior would dictate that she tease him for that hitch in his voice, but joy made her generous and she eased back, blinking away the miniscule moisture fogging her vision.

"You're really here."

Ash sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck. "Not for long if you keep hugging me like that."

"Piiika pika."

Pikachu patted at Ash's head, a cheeky grin plastered across his face. Ash retorted with his own, scratching the small mouse behind the ears.

"See, Pikachu thinks so, too."

Pikachu rolled his eyes, shaking his head before leaping to nestle himself atop Misty's shoulder.

"Pikachu pi pika."

"I don't think he does, Ash."

Their in-person banter had an energy she couldn't resist, elation splayed across her lips as Ash playfully pouted before her. A small giggle bubbled from within her; it was both surprising, and yet not, how quickly her previous dejection could be uprooted just by his presence.

A memory from their previous parting blipped in her mind. "Wait here, Ash! I didn't forget!" With a zeal in her step she practically floated back to her bedroom. Almost immediately upon entry she turned to the object hanging above her bed, and Pikachu cheered in glee at the sight. "Recognize this, Pikachu?"

"Pika pi!"

Taking it in hand she placed Ash's old cap atop her head, giving herself an approving nod in her bedroom mirror before making her way back to the entryway. Ash's grin grew tenfold at the sight of her, crossing his arms.

"Hey, nice hat you have there."

"Thanks, I had to send in about a million postcards to get it."

She giggled at his eye roll, but felt playful and, taking the bill in hand, spun it around so she wore the hat backwards. "Look at me, I'm a Pokémon Master in training!"

"Oh, come on, you have to put more energy into it than that! Look!" Ash hunched forward, holding the bill of his own hat between his fingers. He remained motionless for a moment, ostensibly for dramatic effect, before spinning it around, standing straight up as he did so.

"I'm Ash Ketchum, from Pallet Town, and I promise to be the greatest Pokémon Master in the whole world!"

"Pi pikachu!"

Misty could hardly blame Pikachu; when Ash wasn't being a pain in the butt, his energy was infectious, and seeing his goofy pose made her feel light on her feet, a flush warming her face. All of what she'd been feeling was suddenly coming to a head, and she felt as if her body was suddenly a slave to those emotions.

Wordlessly she took two steps forward and, with no warning for Ash, kissed him.

His sharp inhale nabbed her attention first, but his hands finding her waist stole it right back. She pressed her mouth harder against his; she hadn't realized until that moment how badly she missed this, missed the way his closeness and his touch and his lips made her want to melt away. Her arms snaked around his neck, using him as support and an anchor to bring him closer.

Their kiss petered out into smaller kisses before backing away, their lungs livid at the abuse they were taking. All she could see, think, feel was him; if the blush searing his cheeks was any indication, he felt the same way.

"I've missed that."

She grinned. "Me, too."

"Piiika."

Pikachu held his paws to his eyes, a bashful smile adorning him. The two shared a laugh, with Misty rubbing the top of Pikachu's head. "Sorry, Pikachu."

"Pika pika."

He leapt off her shoulder onto the floor, bounding towards the pool where the matches were fought. He turned to the duo, waving his hand to them.

"Piii-ka!"

"He probably misses all of your other Pokémon."

"Then I'll have to let them out; they've missed you both, too."

"But not as much as you, right?"

She threw him a smirk, giddy at the way his expression practically mirrored hers. "If you beat me in a battle, I'll tell you."

Ash beamed, taking her hand in his and nearly dragging her to the pool. "Better watch what you say, Mist. Pikachu and I won't go easy on you!"

"You better not, or else my Pokémon will send you back to the Pokémon Center in a flash!"

Their squabble continued as they made their way to the pool. Truth be told, a battle with Ash always lit the fire inside her. Whether she won or lost was irrelevant; standing across from him, watching his passion burn and seeing his brain wrack up ways to win were inspiring. She loved that about him, and always would.

They would battle, and their Pokémon would need to rest, and that was fine by her. It just meant that that night, Misty wouldn't have to press her hand into the mattress, or try to remember what Ash smelled like against her. She didn't know how long she'd have him, but she was determined to make every second count.

[zip-toonz]

Tagged by @citrongarde! Hiii!

The game: On Pintrest, search [your name + core] post 6 images and tag 6 people.

I got a ton of alt outfits and miku fanart so I picked the more intersting finds.

Tagging: @lemonmatronics, @craftpunktabby, @cosmicheartz, @rocketonin, @alpacababs, @thingismyson

[pokebloggingnetwork]

[@pechafairy]

Character:

Name: Stella

Pronouns/Terms of Address: She/They

Age: 19

Occupation: Coordinator

Pokemon: Minccino, Swoobat, Clefairy, Alcremie ( vanilla crème and heart sweet )

Home Region: Unova

Current Region: Unova

Preferred Type: mainly fairy and normal

Appearance/Distinguishing Traits: long wavy wine red hair, lavender eyes, pale skin with freckles, average height and chubby build. Distinguishing accessory is her pink heart shaped glasses

Mod:

Name/Nickname: Mimi

Follows From: @cosmicheartz

Pronouns/Terms of Address: She/They

Adult or Minor?: Adult ( 19 )

Comfortable with Adults/Minors Interacting?: i'd rather have ppl 16+ follow me

Other:

Links: #cosmic artz is my art tag on my main account

[rt-nique]

Ok I know this is a hehehaha post-

BUT‼️‼️

There’s this rlly good yj98 fic exploring this topic! Pretty new so gotta wait longer for the fic to expand on other characters.

Young Gods by CoSMICHEARTZ

more stuff about becoming a god being inherently dehumanizing pls

[tumbleinthenet]

SamFrazie with 6, 8 and/or 21?

i'm so sorry... you're going to get so many headcanons spewed at you and almost none of them are going to make sense. take this all in assuming that sam: 1. is blastokinetic and 2. killed her father on accident as a child, thus thoroughly destroying her already tense relationship with her mother and probably seeing her very rarely from that point on.

6.) What about their environment influences them?

they're short of options for other people to talk to, honestly. they're very similar kinds of girls, brought up in homes that were never normal, even if the aquatos were happier than the booles in myself and my friend's shared headcanons. frazie grew up molded by the experience of being an eldest sister and so did sam. they have to protect their siblings from the bullshit their parents put them through (though i think sam does a better job of that). i don't think frazie is the oldest technically, i do think she's dions younger twin, but being the eldest sister is still a very unique experience.

they're very abrasive in very specific ways (a little violent, a little unhinged). they don't have much experience with other people their age. they're just going to kind of drift together no matter what. (sorry if this answer makes no sense for this question, its 2 am and im having trouble parsing it so i just threw in every kind of answer i thought made sense)

8.) Is there a third party involved that influences them in anyway?

in most cases, it's probably their brothers that push things forward. raz and dogen being friends would be a good enough push for sam to check out raz's other siblings, and frazie knows sam was the least fucked up to raz when it came to everything so she doesn't dislike her as much as she initially does the other interns.

in some cases, norma is the linchpin. i just don't super ship her with frazie which has led to me putting her into kind of an antagonistic role sometimes? frazie battles her sexuality long enough to confess to norma, they don't have a very fulfilling relationship (norma's bound to other things. she likes frazie well enough but she's probably a little nervous about her own sexuality along with familial pressure and the image of herself she likes to put out into the world. a partner, especially one as reckless and wild as frazie, just doesn't work for her. she gets colder and colder and eventually turns away from her completely.), sam picks her up when she gets dropped and becomes the surprise rebound. they bounce off each other better than expected.

there's also donatella? i don't think she has any specific role in things, but my view of her is as a woman who does not hold any particular liking for her daughters. i love dona. i think she's great. i also think she's a boy mom, and her only involvement with her girls is to teach them how to be proper women. i don't think frazie's into that. i think she worries a lot about how her mom thinks of her. tala's the little primadonna to be; it was never going to be her.

she feels a lot like she's worth nothing in the family dynamic (she has nothing that's her own as compared to her siblings, she has nowhere to go and nothing to be without the circus) and i think dona influenced a lot of that thinking just for bringing up the boys to a different standard. i think she's very much a papa's girl but he fucked her up too, in different but very noticeable ways 😭

21.) How much of the issues are external vs internal?

for them, it's probably more internal. i think of frazie as having a really hard time coming out, and struggling with being a lesbian not because she hates herself for being one or hates the idea, but because she worries a lot about how she'll be seen by her family and by the greater public. it takes a long time for her to get to the idea of being in a relationship, and once she's in one, she's pretty private about it with everyone except dion, when they're getting along well enough for him to listen.

sam talks about it pretty much openly, though it only comes up on occasion. the external bits of this are that frazie has a hard time with pda and it does Not Feel Good for sam, as well that she just really struggles with knowing when is too far. frazie is used to talking with her siblings, she knows what they can take both physically and mentally, and even then she sometimes hurts their feelings. she probably hits the wrong button with sam a few times and doesn't know how to apologize, even if it's kind of hard to tell when sam's feeling hurt at all.

sam, imo, has kind of a fear of intimacy but is trying? she nuked her home life pretty hard and doesn't know how to come back from that. she puts people at lengths. they both don't really know how to navigate a relationship but it's super frustrating to her that frazie doesn't even seem to be trying to get over her own hurdles.

just as well, they really don't know how to communicate. it's probably their first relationship ever in any world where norma isn't a part of the situation, and they don't have many close relationships with people outside of that. plus, they're teenage girls. they're still figuring themselves out. being psychic doesn't help everything. they have to figure out how to talk to each other.

[cosmicheartz]

hey - you followed me so I checked out your blog - would you like me to delete the foxlamb post ? because i have no issues doing that - didn't mean to upset you

https://www.tumblr.com/cosmicheartz/766897257687777280/help-the-proshippers-found-this?source=share

yea id rather you do that thanks for being considerate ig?

[kookies2000]

@cosmicheartz

I didn't believe you, so I had to look it up. AND OH MY GOD!!!! IT'S TRUE!!! And not just that.....

The list of actors they got are beyond iconic. They got RuPaul!!!!! THE QUEEN OF DRAG HERSELF!!!! Like, I always knew Trolls was fruity ever since the first film with the gay hints. Not to mention how the franchise is always preaching about love, peace, and happiness for everyone. But this is beyond amazing!!!! I don't care if I get judged. I'm dragging my friend and our little siblings to the 3rd film. Rupaul is RuPaul!!!

So I watch some DreamWorks Trolls reactions on YouTube, and they all have the same reaction. They are amazed by how good the music is and the song choices. And then they get shocked by who the actors are. Especially in Trolls 2.

Yes, Ozzy Osbourne was the King of Rock. Rachel Bloom plays as the daughter of the King of Rock and sings some songs by Ozzy Osbourne.

Kelly Clarkson was the Mayor of Country Muisc.

Mary J. Blige and George Clinton are the King and Queen of Funk. Anderson .Paak is the prince of funk. And they are the ones who steal the show big time by being the heart of the film. How differences and culture matter.

So yeah, do not wonder why the Trolls 2 soundtrack was a massive hit. It's literally iconic music artists mashing into one song. Who wouldn't want to hear Rachel Bloom sing Barracuda? This also plays a big part in why Trolls is considered one of DreamWorks' biggest franchises. The muisc and musician's.

[onetwothree-moved]

Could u mayhaps draw burgundy?

sure thing! i haven't watched bw please don't kill me.