#cosmo brown headcanons

[mistydeyes]

hello!!! 🍄 This is a bit silly but I was wondering if you could do a headcanon about how 141 would react to a reader who is freaking scared of cockroach and one day there's a roach in the room or bathroom and reader is losing it 🧍.

OMFG anon this was such a funny request i swear! literally imagine such a badass reader being absolutely freaked over the smallest of bugs.

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summary: When you joined the 141, you made it very clear to Price you had one fear: bugs. Now the 141 just has to deal with your constant cries for help when an insect is nearby.

pairing: Taskforce 141 x platonic!reader

warnings: swearing

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Despite being one of the more skilled members of the team, you were absolutely terrified of bugs. It was a deep-seated fear since you were a child, stemming from an incident where you accidentally fell into a hoard of earthworms and centipedes. It could be the smallest spider crawling on the wall but every time, your fight or flight was immediately activated. The team had to have a few words with you when you almost attacked a stink bug with a blow torch. Now that you were on probation for using unnecessary force against the insects, you resided to ask whoever was around to kill it for you.

Ghost was summoned to your room in the middle of the night by your loud, petrified screams. He had picked up a quick pace as he breathlessly entered the doorway of your private quarters. "Cosmo, you alright?" he asked as he watched you hunched onto the bed. "I-I saw something," you said, fear emanating in your tone, "I think it crawled into my clothes drawer." Ghost's shoulders dropped as he realized the false alarm you had raised. "Jesus, Cosmo, you don't have to wake the entire fucking base for just one bug," he replied, almost like a scolding parent, "Now where is the little guy." As he opened the drawer and you covered your eyes, he couldn't help but let out a large, bellowing laugh. To this, both tired and bed-headed Sergeants entered to figure out what had made their Lieutenant laugh so happily in the dead of night.

"Everything alright here?" Gaz asked, walking over to a hysterical Ghost and the open drawer. "Cosmo found the newest threat to the 141," he teased and Soap joined to peer around his shoulder. There was a moment of silence before the group joined in Ghost's laughter. You decided the coast was clear and hopped off the bed. As you approached closer, you cringed at the sight of the brown roach with many twitching legs hiding amongst your socks. "That thing is fucking massive," you corrected as Ghost gently picked it up with his hands. "Why don't you give the lad a kiss," Soap then joined in and snatched it out of his hands. Your screams were deafening as Soap mockingly positioned it near your face and chased you around the base.

Later that night, you received a disappointed lecture from Price at your childish fear and the antics of both Soap and Ghost. Gaz sat there smirking as Price laid into you, reminding himself to put a fake cockroach under your bed before you left on another mission.

[stringsbasement]

Hey so did family odd parents get a new series? Who’s the purple hair guy you ship with who I assume is Timmy. I just stumbled upon you blog by chance and I want to know what’s up with your blorbos.

Who are these people and why do I recognize them?

welcome, welcome! i'll be happy to tell you all about it :) i'll try to keep it short:

to recap, the original fairly oddparents show mainly revolved around timmy turner, a 10-year-old boy who was given magical fairy godparents who'll grant his every wish to help him cope with his miserable life. in the show, his found family of fairies consists of cosmo (godfather), wanda (godmother), and poof/peri "purple hair guy" (baby godbrother). the show aired on nickelodeon from 2001 - 2017, and it was popular enough that even people who didn't actively watch it might recognize it

the new series, fairly oddparents: a new wish, takes place decades after the original show's events. it follows a similar premise with a (mostly) new main cast of characters: hazel (protagonist), dev (deuteroganist), and their fairies. cosmo and wanda came out of their 10,000 year retirement to godparent hazel, and dev later on acquired a now-adult peri as his godparent

peri (originally named poof), for the entirety of the original airing, was only shown as a perfectly marketable sphere baby. so when he showed up as an actual adult with design elements taken from both his parents blended in a unique, balanced way, with a personality reminiscent of pilot cosmo (suave gentleman)... something changed inside me

and now here i am

as for the ship, i think you've mistaken dale with timmy

it's the brown hair and blue eyes. don't worry, if i didn't know the lore prior, i could believe this was the same character too!

timmy is peri's brother, and they've been raised as such since peri was born. they were separated after timmy lost his godfamily (and his memories) sometime after growing up and becoming independent. godparents are only ever temporary, afterall. these siblings are made especially tragic by the fact that timmy is the reason peri was born— fairies were banned to have children, until timmy wished for cosmo and wanda to have one because he wanted to see them happy

meanwhile, dale is dev's father, completely unrelated to timmy. He's an antagonist, a terrible father, and the reason for dev's misery. he first appeared as a one-off character in the original show as a poor child laborer who got trafficked into a sweatshop working for a lemonade factory (i cannot make this up). in the current show, he's an irredeemable rich jerk for who i hold absolutely zero respect for. but, from a character perspective, he's fun to watch, and i love it when he shows up to ruin my mood

the shipping comes from the fact that peri and dev gets separated by the end of the first season, so lots of people headcanon that peri came back for dev by disguising himself as his human babysitter, which he'd of course have to be hired for...

those circumstances make for very interesting potential conflicts and dynamics, so it's not hard to see why some might take to it

(lots of people have shouted at me and made it abundantly clear that i may have accidentally fanned the flames for that one, whoops

it's hilarious, because i don't actually care much for the peridale ship at all. i might draw more, but it's far from what i like about the franchise)

a new wish was well received because it took many issues people had with the original and improved upon it. they gave cosmo and wanda a healthier dynamic, for one (it essentially used to be full of "i hate my wife" and "my husband is a moron" jokes, which didn't work well in the long run). the people working on it has also shown clear passion for the project, which i don't see much with show revivals these days. the jokes land and the emotional moments have their weight, and above all, it does it's job at being entertaining

for a show i didn't think much about as a child, a new wish has done well to revive my passion for absolutely overanalyzing and reading up upon every little thing within a franchise. it's kind of rare that i rant and rave about a show this often. the only other contender that reaches this level of insanity being... well, niche enough that i dont get the chance to talk about it online, unfortunately

but yeah, that's the gist of it! i hope i was able to satiate your curiosity

:)

[xblueshin]

I finally managed to make Tailream kids to add in my next gen au!!!

may I present you:

Chocolate Mint Prower, also known as Mint, is the oldest. His fur is brown because I headcanon that Tails and Cream have brown-furred family members (like Tails' parents in Archie comics), and the green marks are the result of an incident that happened when he was little. That same incident is the reason why Tails will build a robot called Cosmea (that bot is going to be powered with Cosmo's flower, so she's going to be a Tailsmo kid in a way).

Kit Prower, the middle child, She's Fleet's bestie and loves mechanics.

Then, for last, Hazel Prower!

[sencity]

yandere!poet x gn!darling, pt. two . . .

˚₊ ꒰ nightmare fuel 𝄁︎ obsessive/possessive themes, self-harm/mentions of blood, f!masturbation, overstimulation (y/n receiving), death threats, assault, suicide notes, vengeful habits, + controlling/manipulating behavior.

˚₊ ꒰ word count 𝄁︎ 949.

˚₊ ꒰ key 𝄁︎ crossed out red words indicate amunet's thoughts. blue text indicate amunet's messages. purple text indicate y/n's messages.

˚₊ ꒰ sen’s statement(s) 𝄁︎ you’d find pt. one here, let alone amunet’s face claim and information here. this’ll be the last part of headcanons, btw.

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who’s trembling harshly in regret after you confronted her about her ominous sonnet named “stained cosmos”. a poem that was supposedly written in red ink, but over time it began to fade into an old brown, which heightened your concern seeing as the sonnet was quite dark …

“amunet, you have to tell me why you did this. is this your…blood? i’d be very upset if it was… are you alright?”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who’s in their room puling fearfully to herself as the quill pen danced across her paper, even though the ink replacement was simply red dye and her tears acted as blood. how could you be upset with how devoted she is to you? were you rejecting her creativity or her…? how else could she show you how devoted she is!? but yet …

“you y/n care so y/n d…eeply…for y/n me…my beloved…y/n, what are you doing?…”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who ends up fingering herself while announcing more slam poetry in her room, one with more lecherous intent behind it, her body writhing with an enraptured smile as she moaned carelessly as if her neighbors weren’t filing complaints about the ruckus …

“mmn, a-and your y/n scent, your y/n lips, e-even y/n your- sh-shit…y/n, your body…”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who fell into her desires shamefully by calling you frequently since she “has nightmares” and needed you to “read her her favorite poems so she could go to bed” which was a solid excuse to use your voice to feed into her desires. she felt regretful, but each word caused a throb between her thighs, her hips rolling with need …

“and her love was too tangled up in—huh? amunet? you’re breathing very loudly—was that a moan?”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who steals your pencils and pens during class and yet you still believe that you’re just bad at organizing. meanwhile, after the club ended and she was alone in the classroom, she was using the writing utensil, inhaling the stimulating scent deeply before smiling maniacally, placing her head on the desk while dragging the pen/pencil down her clothed pussy frantically.

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who makes you cum at least thrice every night, fingering/jerking you as her eyes fixated on your frantic reactions due to you being overstimulated since she cannot get enough of you. she praises you lovingly with sweet somethings; she manages to say new compliments every time she sees you, let alone think of you. you pleaded and pleaded for her to stop, but her flattering words only caused you to falter and give into her desires, even though you knew it would last until sunrise …

“such pretty noises from my your pretty mouth, not enough prose in the world could compare to what i own i love. maybe we should do this until death the morning again, how does that sound?”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who owned up to her promise and used the blood of the body of a person who had the audacity to assist you with your poetry assignment as an excuse to flirt (which amunet did her best to rectify and rephrase words just for you so you could finish the assignments in class). but don’t worry! the person isn’t dead or anything, but generous enough to lie there below her mutilated and blubbering, acting as an ink supply for her projects …

“there, now i don’t have to scar my arms anymore, my darling y/n doesn’t need their memory scarred as well, they hate it when i hurt myself…but i don’t recall them mentioning about hurting others…”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! whose vindictive nature embraced more when you teased her about the new friends you’ve made, resulting in glowering disdainfully at you, grumbling short-worded complaints since she was better with her emotions on paper…or when she’s completely enamored by the thought of you. she finally cut you off, her fists clenching and trembling with indignation towards these people you’ve met, these people you’ll soon mourn over …

“i’ll kill maim everyone in our phones so they’ll never ring again… how dare you be such a cheater so ungrateful? do you not understand how far i’ve gone for your recognition? how many clothes have i stained for your acceptance? and yet you turn around and mingle with people who aren’t even above my level…”

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who nails death threats on your friends’ doors or anyone else who even lacked the decency to gaze upon you.

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who slips suicide poems in your locker unpredictably, but you found her actions trite since you knew she wasn’t actually dead but needed you right this instant. perhaps attempting to correct your behavior once more. you took your time looking for her only to find out she’s not even at school, therefore you left early.

☪︎︎ 𝔂andere poet! who was waiting outside of your apartment while spinning a switch knife around her fingers with a dazed, lovelorn, and lifeless expression, which not only deepened your confusion, but worried you tremendously. it was for your own good, she convinced herself. as much as she didn’t want to go this route, you tend to not do as she says when she says it. it’s hard to give you the best when you’re acting the worst (even though your rebellious nature only lured her in even more) …

“i’ve spilled punch them more blood than ink for your attention, and yet you still have the audacity to not make me the highest priority still look the other way? that’s alright, hun—shh, shut the fuck up don’t explain yourself. therefore, i will show you how much my soul yearns for you by engraving affirmations on your precious body in…red ink. perhaps a few marks to help everyone kill them all else conclude that you’re only my muse to alter and maim, to control and cripple. my y/n, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine…”

© all rights reserved 𝄁︎ sencity. plagiarism will not be tolerated on this blog but addressed and chastised accordingly.

[katyspersonal]

Also do you have any headcanons about Pthumerians?

Yeah, I do! They might be a bit hard to organize, though, since I scatter them everywhere 🤔 I will try, though!

🗡️ I do think that Pthumerians and humans can mix and have hybrid children! They're both humanoids, the unification of "beasts" and "aliens"... Though I am still not sure whether Flora and Fauna (The Great One beast) created them, or simply took the domain over them. But Maria, for example, is partially Pthumerian! Logarius is a Pthumerian almost entirely. Laurence and Henryk's family have a lot of Loran blood in them, etc. So much mixing happened mostly because long ago, Pthumerians seriously messed with the cosmos and beasthood, and the surviving, least afflicted ones had to flee elsewhere, resulting in having many families with humans in other civilizations.

+ I also think that Fishing Hamlet people are a group of mixed Pthumerians and humans too! They speak "English" (simply whatever the local language is), but also show some very Pthumerian things - the 'skull' shaped spirits as their weapon like what we saw from Logarius (but their is purple, not red) and the gigantic variant of their species (Shark Giants).

💀 Yes, speaking of that! They have gigantic variants. x) Church Giants are gigantic variant of Church Servants, Undead Giants are gigantic variant of the Pthumerians from the dungeons, etc. Huge size and strength does come at the cost of large intellectual gap. Also, Pthumerians have racial variety just as humans! Whereas humans have beige or variants of brown skin, Pthumerians have bleach white or variants of grey skin!

🗡️ Annalise is a far descendant of Queen Yharnam herself, like the branch of Cainhurst nobles in general! But since Queen Yharnam herself could not have children after Mergo fused with her womb (likely lithopedion), it was her brother Cain that continued the bloodline. I like to think that Cain became partially a batlike monster, and this curse still dwells in the blood of this line and can manifest. So, when nobles wanted to have children, they'd have to be "selective" about their partners and seek those strong enough (and distant enough) to not let that happen! I've got this headcanon because Japanese name for Lost Child of Antiquity is 'Ancient Bastard':

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💀 I believe that Chalice Dungeons are way more the actual tombs than sort of a time-travel into a messy verse where events are mixed 🤔 So, Pthumerians found there are pretty much.. alive? But almost all of them lost their minds from the curses they messed with and from living too long. I already explained that theory some time, I can reshare if needed, but Yharnam we're fighting in the dungeons was a resurrected body by Mensis scholars, when her spirit is separate and dwells into Nightmare! I think so because her belly has a cut on it, as though they've extracted just the cord, since the rest of Mergo's body is just a mess of bones and crystallyzed blood ;-; Fucked up concept. On the other hand, Chapel Dweller is the biggest proof that there are friendly ones!

🗡️ Pthumerians culturally had the trend of associating red with birth, when otherwise most of their clothing was dull and grey: Bell-Ringing Women wear dark clothes but they have red variant during birth of The One Reborn, Chapel Dweller is the same type as Labyrinth Ritekeepers but in red instead of grey... This persisted in Cainhurst, too, with their typical grey noble dresses having burgundy variant for those expecting a child! I think Arianna's mother ran away while still being pregnant with her, so that's why she has that version:

+ I think it is needless to mention that Cainhurst descends from Pthumeru Ihyll in particular 🤔 Annalise can recognize Ring of Betrothal that Queen Yharnam is wearing (it is modeled on her finger!!), there is a portrait of Bell-Ringing woman in Cainhurst, Maria displays pyromancy... All that. Meanwhile, Hemwick descends from Hintertombs: @val-of-the-north put all the evidence for the theory we've discovered together in this ( x ) post!

💀 Recently @heraldofcrow and @fantomette22 raised a discussion about Leo and silver hair in Pthumerians, and I also joined, so we ended up with some interesting bits of lore: ( x ). The conclusion we've reached is that silver hair is actually 'ideal' state of mastering the blood magic, rather than simply a common hair color for everyone! Vilebloods aspire for that, decorating themselves with imitation of silver hair flocks. I am not sure what are general colors for Pthumerians, though, since almost all of them are bald. Labyrinth Madman is an exception since he has black hair, but it is hard to say whether it is HIS hair or the "fur" growing from the bones (like Darkbeast Paarl's or black "hair" on beastly skull of Laurence). Maybe colder shades like purples and blues were more common! No, not like anime hair, I mean really desaturated.

🗡️ I think Pthumerians DID have their own variant of the Dream and the Hunt! 1) There are many Hunter runes in the dungeons (mostly on grave stones), whereas this symbol is ALSO the Hunter Mark that lets the Paleblood Hunter to reawaken 2) There are statues of Messengers in the dungeons 3) Nightmare Frontier should be created from nightmares of Loranites since we find Loran chalice and Loran beasts there 4) Ludwig's Holy Moonlight Sword was "discovered"! Whereas Ludwig's Holy Blade is inspired by HMS, the Kirkhammer is inspired by the hammer that was used to forge HMS long ago!

💀The only instances of Pthumerians speaking their language are some utterings that feel more like spells than talking 🤔 There are extracted voice files @val-of-the-north sent to me some time ago which I am not sure how to load properly, but Shadows of Yharnam, Queen Yharnam, Labyrinth Ritekeepers and Logarius utter some incomprehencible things! But Willem used to speak in similar manner when he was still going to have a battle, while casting his spells. I think Pthumerians were less verbal than us humans and mostly used "language" for magic, like spells or the runes engraved on weapons (that Healing Church ended up reposting with credit to the original artist fdshfdhs). When they'd "speak" with each other, a lot of information could be passed with just a few noises... almost like a telepathy! However, they could adapt to humans languages very easily. Chapel Dweller needed 0.1 effort speaking Yharnam's language now, Pthumeru Ihyll could quickly talk with "Japan", and so on. Their "language" is just harder to comprehend because they stayed in close proximity with Great Ones since the start, whereas humans had chance to develop their own cultures and various languages far away, in less 'mystical' environment!

🗡️ Pyromancy is a very Pthumerian thing, but there are two different types of it! One is something given by Wet Nurse in her sacrifice, so Pthumeru Ihyll could survive the plague of beasts. Another comes from Loran messing with fire and bolt both, that are, ironically, beastly.

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Thank you for the ask, I tried to stay focused at my best ability!! You know how Bloodborne lore talks are: you touch one topic - you have to touch ALL of them to explain everything :')

[rockwgooglyeyes]

is it ok if i ask what headcanons you have for information on cosmo ? ( im honestly still confused about who gave to her birth to her mostly, but asa herself doesn’t really like the idea of pregnancy : ( she still is good with kids though ! )

i have developed some of my own but id like to hear your thoughts so we can smush them together in a hypothetical hydrologic press . .

( and i also just like to hear your opinions and reading them : 3 )

I see Cosmo as a quiet kid. Unimaginably sweet but soft-spoken, clings to her parents with a vice grip, loves plants and talking about said plants (maybe a particular type of plants, too, like extremophiles or carnivorous plants or hybrids?) but she has to know you really well for her to talk in more than one-word sentences. Saves worms at recess on rainy days. Seen as kind of a weird kid by her classmates but not because of anything she did? Mostly just because she socialized differently. Cares too much about everything and gets attached to inanimate objects like clothing and toys to the degree that she will cry and cling to them if someone tries to take them away/throw them out. (not me projecting being an autistic kid who got way too attached to things) (this is also mostly modern au but I feel like it's largely transferable?)

To be honest, Yumi would be totally fine with having a kid. Maybe even, in the canon (rather than the modern au), she would want to get pregnant and have a child because that's something undeniably adult and she would be asserting her agency by having a child. Her hips would be wider, she would get more stretch marks, etc. she would be changing her body but in a way that she chose. In the modern au, I imagine she would be down to have a kid as long as Asahi wanted one. I don't think, again, that she would seek one out but definitely she would get hit by the baby fever while pregnant. Just like "ooough kids"

I'm really really curious about your Cosmo thoughts, Apri! She's a really cute kid (she gets the floofy hair from both of her moms, the brown hair and heterochromia from Yumi, and the pink iris and the paler skin from Asahi! so adorable)

[fandomstars]

Fairly Odd Pokemon

Warning: Mentions of neglect/child endangerment. Also, this is a long headcanon thing fyi.

* = Shiny Pokémon

M = Male F = Female G= Genderless

*Insert move* -> *insert move* = Can use both (Like a power level dynamic. Example, using water gun in small fires, and can transition to hydro pump for big fires. Can alternate between both no problem (well more energy needed for hydro pump in comparison but still). Counts as one move though.)

Also, this is an AU where Timmy is the protagonist instead of Ash. Also, all of Ash's travel companions are replaced by FOP characters. And this takes place in Unova (since it's close to the US, right?), with Dimmsdale just on the outside border of the region. Also, yes other region Pokémon appear, all but Galar and Alola. Why? Maybe some magic got involved long ago to make it happen. ;)

Plus, Poof is the older of him and Timmy in this AU.

And yes, the evil Pixies team is named after LOR dragon Smaug. Reason is Pixies are money makers, and I figured what better name for their evil team than of a treasure/gold hoarding dragon? Meanwhile Team Mishap is the Anti-Fairies, whom unlike Pixies, don't hide them being the bad guys at all.

A Summary (if possible/needed): In the small town of Dimmsdale, 10-year-old Timmy can finally become an official Pokémon trainer. Though throughout his journey, he will have to face the evil Team Mishap (Anti-Fairies) and Team Smaug (Disgusted as the business corporation Pixie Inc.). Making friends, making enemies, all while trying to become the very best and make a name for himself? The world really isn't going to make it easy is it.

Characters:

Timmy

Gary

AJ

Chester

Tad

Chad

Trixie

Veronica

Tootie

Elmer

Sanjay

Poof

Foop

More possibly to be added...depends on if you guys want more (request in inbox of possible oneshots/headcanons for this and all characters! Pokemon included!)

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Bios:

Name: Timmy Turner Fairywinkle-Cosma

Age: 10

Occupation: Pokémon trainer / Gym challenger / Coordinator

Hair color / Style: Light Brown and spiky

Eye color: Blue

Outfits:

Regular - Pink t-shirt, blue jeans, and matching blue sneakers

Contest - Light blue tuxedo with matching tie, blue mask, black dress shoes, and fingerless white gloves

Training - White kung-fu outfit with pink, green, and purple striped belt

Facial features: Buck two front teeth

Other: Has a small facial scar on the bottom of his chin

Backstory: It happened when he and Gary were four, their mother and father just happened leave them at the camping site and drove off home. Lost and scared, the two mistakenly took a hallow tree as a resting place, when it was a Beedrill nest (luckily said mons were sleepy still, and simply dazed out. But that didn't stop some, as those Beedrill had the move Sleep Talk and or Snore.). They ran off screaming, but before they ran into a Pokémon ranger, they fell into a ravine where they got said scar. Getting said scar, Gary with a mere identical one on his chin too, were brought to a nearby hospital where local police came to investigate. So, the CPS later is called, and the twins are dropped off at Wanda and Cosmo's for the night, to later being adopted and living permanently there once the forms were done and their 'parents' were imprisoning for child abandonment and other crimes.

Personality: He's overall a very caring individual, at least those closest to him. Around strangers he's a bit cold, due to lack of trust of many people compared to Pokémon, especially adults. He only at first, was kindhearted and open to his godparents, twin and godbrothers. Then later A.J. and Chester. Sometimes he can get a little into his head and turn selfish in case of popularity. Thankfully, Gary is the one who is able to pull him back and get his head straight. He's very protective though of those he cares for, especially Pokémon.

Hometown: Dimmsdale

Starter: Totodile (Nicknamed Chomps) (Professor Juniper got a switch up with new starters that year, and so the twins got different starters of different regions)

Family:

Mrs. Turner (Estranged)

Mr. Turner (Estranged)

Wanda Fairywinkle-Cosma (Godmother / Adopted Mom)

Cosmo Fairywinkle-Cosma (Godfather / Adopted Dad)

Poof Fairywinkle-Cosma (Godbrother / Adopted Older Brother / Older twin of Foop)

Foop Anthony Fairywinkle-Cosma (Godbrother / Adopted Older Brother / Younger twin of Poof)

Gary Fairywinkle-Cosma (but just goes by Gary cause the last name doesn't sound "cool") (Twin brother) (Older by 1 minute)

Best Friends: A.J. and Chester (Also traveling with)

Acquittances: Sanjay and Elmer

Rivals: Tad, Chad, Remy, Tootie, Trixie (not to her acknowledgement), and Francis

Enemies: Teams Mishap (Anti-fairies), Team Smaug (Pixies), and Vicky

Possible Love Interest: Trixie / Remy (not till way later, and not until he gets over his crush on Trixie..so awhile)

Pokémon Team:

Nickname -> Pokemon -> Ability -> Moves

Chomps | Totodile -> Croconaw -> Feraligatr | Torret | Agility, Bite -> Crunch, Dragon Claw, Rain Dance, Aerial Ace, Water Gun -> Hydro Pump, Metal Claw, and Shadow claw

Ace | Weedle -> Kakuna -> Beedrill | Swarm | Pin Missle, Poison Jab, Agility, Brick Break, Aerial Ace, Swords Dance, Sleep Talk, and Double Team

Hevy | Phanpy -> Donphan | Sturdy | Rollout, Earthquake, Slam, Hidden Power, Stone Edge, Fire fang, Ice Shard, and Iron Defense

Thorn* | Egg -> Eevee -> Leafeon | Chlorophyll | Razor Leaf -> Magical Leaf, Bite -> Crunch, Swords Dance, Quick Attack, Facade, Energy Ball, Iron Tail, and Shadow Ball

Cleft | Pikachu -> Raichu (Alola) | Lightning Rod | Agility -> Quick Attack -> Double Team, Thunderbolt -> Thunder, Mega kick -> Mega Punch, Psychic, Dig, Iron Tail, and Grass Knot

Ally | Slyveon (twin of Gary’s) | Pixilate |

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Name: Gary Turner Fairywinkle-Cosma (Goes by just Gary since it sounds 'mysterious/cool' without any last name. Only uses it for documents, tournament sign ups, and with family.)

Age: 10

Occupation: Pokémon trainer / Gym challenger

Hair color / Style: Black and grease style

Eye color: Blue

Outfits:

Regular - Red coat, white t-shirt, blue navy pants and blue sneakers, also wears a pair of black shades

Training - White tank top and matching pants, with a green and pink belt with purple highlights

Facial features: Buck two front teeth

Other: Small scar on the bottom of his chin

Personality: He tries very hard to look and be cool wherever he goes, but it's really a shell of whom he really is, and only Timmy and his Pokémon know for a long while. Not that he doesn't get cocky or arrogant sometimes, but he's more mellow more than anything. Despite being the same age, he's very protective of Timmy, and such events to trigger this can actually break the arrogant shell he holds. He's been like such since the Beedrill incident. He's also secretly a nerd but hides his high intelligence with sass (or with sass if needed). But in private, likes to geek out with Timmy of their favorite Pokémon and trainers in the world.

Hometown: Dimmsdale

Starter: Chimchar (Nicknamed Jazz)

Family:

Mrs. Turner (Estranged)

Mr. Turner (Estranged)

Wanda Fairywinkle-Cosma (Godmother / Adopted Mom)

Cosmo Fairywinkle-Cosma (Godfather / Adopted Dad)

Poof Fairywinkle-Cosma (Godbrother / Adopted Older Brother / Older twin of Foop)

Foop Anthony Fairywinkle-Cosma (Godbrother / Adopted Older Brother / Younger twin of Poof)

Timmy Fairywinkle-Cosma (or 'Tim Tim') (Twin brother) (Younger by 1 minute)

Best Friend (s): Timmy, Foop, A.J., and Chester (latter two redundant to admit)

Acquittances: Remy and Trixie

Rivals: Tad, Chad, Remy, and Francis

Enemies: Teams Mishap, Team Smaug, Francis, Vicky, and anyone who hurts his family

Possible Love Interest (s): Kinda flirts with anyone, but secretly has a crush on either Chad, A.J., or Trixie (he kinda flirts so much, that he has no idea what is genuine till later on.) 

Pokémon Team:

Nickname -> Pokemon -> Ability -> Moves

Jazz | Chimchar -> Monferno -> Infernape | Blaze | Mach Punch -> Close Combat, Ember -> Fire Spin -> Fire Blast, Flame Wheel -> Flame Charge -> Flare Blitz, Iron Tail, Dual Chop, Shadow Claw, Stone Edge, Acrobatics, and Attract

*Maximus | Weedle -> Kakuna -> Beedrill | Sniper | Pin Missile

Gladiator | Scraggy -> Scrafty | Moxie |

Titan | Krokorok -> Krookodile | Intimidate |

Ivy | Mienfoo -> Mienshao | Inner Focus |

Luna | Egg -> Eevee -> Umbreon | Synchronize |

In Rotation:

*Crystal | Sylveon | Cute Charm | Charm, Quick Attack, Swift, Moonblast, Detect, Dig, Psyshock, and Shadow Ball

[frankenhxmie]

   　　     　　    　　　  𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚢   𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛

timothy turner is based on timmy from the fairly odd parents. he is a 22 year old human, superhero headquarters employee, and uses he/him pronouns. he has no powers.

penned by HARPER

reflection

face claim: jaren lewison sexuality: heterosexual height: 6'1 eye color: blue hair color: brown piercings: n/a tattoos: n/a

attitude

positive traits: adventurous, adaptable, extroverted, imaginative, sentimental, thrifty, passionate negative traits: childish, compulsive, takes almost everything at surface-level, yet simultaneously overthinks constantly, irresponsible at times, scatterbrained likes: comic books, nostalgia, collecting vhs tapes, vans, baseball caps, writing in blue pen, old cartoons, scott pilgrim universe, dad rock, drawing in the margins, go karts, talking a lot dislikes: babysitters, reality television, superman (he is the worst superhero and his mun agrees), not being appreciated, denzel crocker, oranges, clowns, sauerkraut (he's allergic) phobias: coulrophobia ( fear of clowns ) hobbies:  reading and talking about comic books, attempting to make his own comic books, watching tv/movie adaptations of comic books, trying to learn the guitar, forcing his godparents to hang out with him, making mix tapes on actual cassette tapes, trying to come up with the weirdest pizza toppings combination, serial crushing, avoiding talking about the neglect on behalf of his parents. aesthetic: red caps, a well loved graphic lovel, the cartoons on the backside of the sunday newspaper, the crack of a redbull can at random hours of the day, the sound of a guitar tuning, taking the wish you make on your birthday whilst blowing out the candles EXTRA seriously, being alone in a crowded room,

relations

mother: mrs. turner father:  mr. turner god parent(s):  cosmo and wanda cosma sibling(s):  n/a pet(s): two gold fish named poof and foop

headcanons

timmy has RAGING adhd, and due to his parents hardly knowing him, it wasn’t until his late teens that he was able to figure out he had it thanks to the assistance of cosmo and wanda. it heavily impacted his grades in school and made it difficult for him to sit still and focus, something he still struggles with heavily to this day despite being on medication.

timmy really loves the scott pilgrim graphic novel series, and he has the entire hardcover collection on display in his bedroom. in light of that, the movie is also a comfort one of his and he is pretty obsessed with it and any medium scott pilgrim comes in. he sees himself in scott pilgrim and identifies with him.

cosmo and wanda really replaced his absent parents and he looks to them as one would a mother and father. he truly values their opinions and judgements of him and is beyond grateful for everything they had done for him. that isn’t to say he doesn’t get moody or bratty with them sometimes, but they spoiled him when no one else would even hold eye contact. he is constantly trying to find a way to repay them for that.

timmy is a bit of a … serial crusher. when he develops a crush on someone its DEBILITATING. it becomes 50% of his personality and anyone who is in his close circle will know more about timmy’s crush than his own interests or hobbies. it’s embarrassing but timmy just wants to love and be loved. can you blame him??

timmy was the kind of kid who would hide under the covers with a flashlight after bedtime, staying up late into the evening just diving into the worlds of his heroes and their adventures, using their stories to lull him into a dream where he was just as adored and admired as the characters in his comics. comics truly were a support system for him before cosmo and wanda and they still are to this day.

sometimes, timmy gets mad he couldn’t keep cosmo and wanda as his god parents. he feels a ridiculous sense of jealousy if they ever talk about other kids and is devastated by even the CONCEPT of having to share them. there have been many times where timmy has just sat down on his bed and pleaded with the universe to turn time back so he can go back to the times he spent with them, having every wish he could imagine granted, having not a care in the world.

he actually... doesn't know the names of his parents. they never talked to him about himself or themselves enough for any sort of conversation regarding their names to even be brought up. so, he simply doesn't know their names- not that it matters much now.

[idontknowanametouse]

Genshin cringe headcanons part 1: the travellers

This post reclaims the term "cringe". If you use it as an insult or is triggered by it, please, DNI

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Name: Aether

Gender: trans man, he/him

Pictures of character:

Appearance: white, ethnically english, athletic, has braided long blond hair and brown eyes, scars through his body and face (including burn scars)

Age: chronologically unknown, but is phisically, mentally and psychologically 16

Sexuality: gay

Personality: kind, friendly, easily excitable, protective, joyful, hyperempathetic, trusts people way too much, knows how to read people very well, cries easily, can befriend anyone.

Area of greatest ability: travelling, communicating

Likes: travels, talking, being around people, sweets, gazing at the moon, helping others, being productive, mora

Dislikes: being manipulated, old creepy spaces, when Paimon screams, not knowing what people are talking about

Fears/triggers: the heavenly principles, being alone, someone touching the place his wings used to be

Kins: slime, light, yellow, cooking, stars.

Family: Lumine (biological twin sister) Paimon (found family lil sibling) Dainsleif (found family uncle)

Relationship status: has a crush on Lyney

Friends: basically 99% of vision ielders in Teyvat (non-vision holders don’t like them very much, so Aether’s close circle is limited to vision holders)

Disabilities: autistic and non-verbal, communicates through sign language.

Belief: believes the cosmos to be a god.

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Name: Lumine

Gender: trans woman, she/her

Pictures of character:

Appearance: white, ethnically english, athletic, has tanner skin than Aether, short blond hair and blue eyes, scars through her body and face (including burn scars)

Age: chronologically unknown, but is phisically, mentally and psychologically 16

Sexuality: lesbian

Personality: sincere, grumpy, very protective and kind in private, brave, bold, just, hypoempathetic.

Area of greatest ability: Fighting

Likes: fights, listening to stories, hunting (it can be fatui, abyss mages or just some animal), meat, being around her friends, glaze lilies

Dislikes: people who are cruel, people who think of themselves as superior, the heavenly principles, being defenseless, bad parents

Fears/triggers: not being able to fight back, losing her family, friends or girlfriend, cruelty towards children

Kins: painting, nature, white, galaxy

Family: Aether (biological twin brother) Paimon (found family lil sister) Dainsleif (found family uncle)

Relationship status: dating Ayaka

Friends: surprisingly, she gets very well with vision holders and will refer to them as her friends. However, the same can’t be said about those that look on a bad way to them on the streets and later want her help

Disabilities: autistic and non-verbal, communicates through sign language

Belief: is an atheist

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Name: Paimon

Gender: agender, she/they

Pictures of character:

Appearance: white, ethnically english, has albinism, white hair, blue eyes, has atrophied legs

Age: chronologically unknown, but is phisically, mentally and psychologically 6

Personality: chatty, communicative, easily excited, petty, naive, egohistical, very worried about her friends even though they doesn’t show it.

Area of greatest ability: learning languages

Likes: food, learning different languages, bright colors, when people are nice to them, talking, hearing Aether and Lumine's stories about other worlds

Dislikes: being yelled at, not understanding things, when she can't help Aether and Lumine

Fears/triggers: the heavenly principles, memory loss, losing her family, being called useless

Kins: plushies, food, sky, rainbow, glitter.

Family: Aether and Lumine (found family older siblings) Dainsleif (found family uncle)

Friends: she says they’s friends with everyone she talks to, but is specially close to Sigewinne, Itto, Diona, Klee, Yaoyao, Qiqi, Sayu Nahida

Disabilities: autistic, hyperverbal, hypermobile, has way too weak legs to walk on her own and uses a rollator when not flying, if human would be diagnosed with a neuromuscular disease and ehlers-danlos syndrome

Belief: believes a little bit in every religion they ever came across

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Name: Dainsleif

Gender: nonbinary transmasc, he/they/it/zyr/ey/shadow

Pictures of character:

Appearance: white, ethnically german, pale, tall, has blond hair, blue eyes, eyebags, his scar looks like a Chemical burn one

Age: 554 chronologically, 54 physically

Sexuality: unlabeled

Personality: enygmathic, curious, kind, comprehensive, quiet, very attached to his principles.

Area of greatest ability: writing

Likes: sparing, talking about home, being around his niblings, gazing at the stars

Dislikes: the gods, talking to other people, the Abyss Order, being unable to help his people, sweet food

Fears/triggers: cataclismic events, giving up to corruption, things that resemble the destruction of Khaenri'ah

Kins: blue, black, painting, cleaning, space.

Family: Aether, Lumine, Paimon (found family niblings)

Relationship status: was dating Halfdan before the Cataclysm

Friends: today, the only person it says are zyrs friends are his old knight comrades

Disabilities: autistic, PTSD, depression, aphantasia, partially blind on his right eye, hypocondriac, chronic pain due to the curse, uses a cane to walk

Belief: is an atheist

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All pictures are made with this picrew: https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/1931531

[pixies-and-poets]

Of Verses and Curses: Chapter Three

Heyo friends! I’m gonna try and speed up the update schedule on this as much as I’m able, or I’m still gonna be working on this into late March lol. So here you go, the long-awaited part three, in which the object of affection finally arrives, and all the setup is finally in place! Now we can start getting to... the good stuff. Content warnings: Nothing! This part is just nice and light and fun. Headcanon/fanon notes are gonna be at the end this time because it makes more sense that way!

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three - Arrival

The Phantom puffed out a sigh as he looked at himself in the mirror. He had powdered his face, powdered his hair; no amount of powder was enough. He preened his ears, he waxed his mustache, he brushed his fur with a tiny comb, he adjusted his cravat, all with an anxious rapidity that would have been astonishing to behold. But he felt nothing could hide the slight bags under his bulging eyes, the fact that he looked a little worn out, a little dead, which he SHOULDN’T! -Despite the whole ghost thing. No one looked their best after a long flight, but especially not him… not with what he’d been through lately.

“Something the matter, sir?” His driver and personal assistant, a little grey-cloaked Shy Guy, was looking backwards out of the cockpit towards the rear of the space-trailer. After all, they were on auto-pilot to Palette Prime right now, the stars streaking by them through hyperspace, and there wasn’t much he needed to do.

“Oh, YOU know, Gerald,” Phantom groaned, pivoting his head toward his driver dramatically, his ears flopping so pathetically low they almost covered his eyes. “I’m about to make myself known to a whole new swathe of people, and I have to do it looking like this!” 

“I think you look fine, sir,” said Gerald matter-of-factly. “This is some backwoodsy planet, right? A real nowheresville? I think you’re gonna be the prettiest and fanciest Rabbid the yokels in this place have ever seen, by far.”

“No doubt about that,” he rejoined. "And yet, it is not enough to be the best they have seen. I must be THE best! The best I can be!”

“Well, we can turn around, sir, if you’re not feeling up to it-”

“No, no!” he said, with a shake of his head and a wave of his arm. “Let us continue as planned.” He turned back to the mirror, laid his elbow on the desk of the vanity and his face in his paw, and sighed again.

At least his clothes were impeccably sharp - when he had lost his voice, so too had he largely given up his former attire. Gone into mourning, as it were, these days he was largely wearing black cloaks, although he kept his panache with vests of various colors underneath. Today, his pure white cravat was tucked into a gold vest with polished silver buttons. His black coat on top, also bedecked with shining silver buttons and trim, split into two long tails, one on either side of his own tail.

In about thirty minutes the ship was in orbit above the planet itself. Phantom stared out of his window, down at the orb floating in the starry cosmos below him, orange and red and earthy-brown. The sight was almost enough to dispel his woes. It was… beautiful, he had to admit. Just like he had read about. His hand went to something tucked in an inner breast-pocket of his coat, and he was about to withdraw it, when Gerald’s voice rang out, “Okay, sir, I’ve located the landing spot. We’re making our descent.” Phantom decided to leave it for now, looking back in the mirror to make his final preparations.

Gerald, who had once been a master pilot in Bowser’s airship forces and taken quickly to space travel, could pilot Phantom’s luxury trailer with absolute finesse; there was no one the singer trusted more. Before long, he felt a smooth deceleration as the ship’s nose pulled up slightly, and then an ever-so-small jolt as it settled into place on the ground. Phantom pulled himself together as the Shy Guy disembarked to make sure all was ready for his employer’s arrival. After a few minutes, he re-entered the craft and called out to his boss, “Right, sir. They’re waiting for you.”

While Gerald had entered and left by his smaller pilot’s door, Phantom now pressed a button inside the ship, and with a hiss and a click, a large hydraulic entrance opened upwards from the side of the hull, and a small ramp slid down into the grass. He did not, of course, need the ramp. But it was a show of luxury all the same. With that, the star floated out of his ship and into the gentle sunlight of Palette Prime.

He looked about him; they had landed in a large field, in which a moderate crowd of Rabbids had gathered; many of them were in overalls, or plaid flannel, and hats; most were small common Rabbids, although there were some larger ones who looked like they had probably found themselves employment as lumberjacks; some were still carrying their farming or logging tools. Several children gathered about him and bwaahed excitedly, always happy for when a real celebrity came into their midst, whether or not they had any clue who the visitor was supposed to be. Phantom greeted the crowd as cheerfully as he could muster, letting them all know how pleased he was to be there, and that he would be holding an album signing TOMORROW, and that today was for resting and getting to know their fine planet-

It was then that he saw, standing in the back of the crowd and a little apart from the rest, an odd trio. One was seemingly a woodsman, nothing too remarkable around here except for having some kind of living animal on his head. On his right side was… what WAS that? An ethereal floating nymph, with a strained smile but looking like she really didn’t want to be there. And on the other… a tall, morose figure, standing almost as still as a statue; the only movement associated with him coming from the turbulent roiling of a small cloud which hovered above his head, occasionally spattering rain onto the umbrella he held. Phantom looked the figure directly in the eyes- or rather, he assumed he must be doing so; it was hard to tell behind those glasses. It seemed to him that the figure clutched his umbrella just a bit tighter, and that his ears, frazzled and blackened at the tips, twitched ever so slightly.

Having satisfied the rest of the crowd and answered their questions, Phantom made his way to the trio at the back. “Bonjour!” he said grandly, spreading his arms. “You must be the warden here. Monsieur Woodrow?”

The tall, thin Rabbid gave a nervous nod, and then a bow, extending one arm to his side while keeping the other on his umbrella. “Yes! Guilty as charged, Mr. Phantom. Ah- Monsieur Phantom-”

“Mister does just fine,” said the ghost, amused.

“And these are my most cherished companions,” said the warden, motioning to the two beside him, “Sweetlopek the lumberjack, and Dryad the- er-”

“The dryad,” she said coyly, extending her hand with a smile towards the Phantom. He shook her tiny paw in his own large one. Sweetlopek also shook his hand, with a gruff “Hullo.” Phantom then turned back to the warden, expectantly.

Woodrow’s eyes widened behind his glasses as he suddenly realized what was expected of him. He extended his hand, and Phantom gripped it in his own. Tightly. Or was Woodrow just imagining that due to his own tension? With how nervous he was- he was already making a fool of himself. He couldn’t… he couldn’t deal with words right now. He needed poems to speak for him; he was a fool with his own tongue otherwise, he couldn’t WORDS-

And yet, something occurred to him, which distracted him anew: one of the questions, the curiosities, he’d been harboring toward the Phantom was now answered- his spectrality did not grant his form an overall chill. His hand was warm, and there was… comfort in that. Startling, fascinating comfort.

“So,” said the Phantom, withdrawing his hand after what seemed a very long moment. “Will you, Sir Warden, be guiding me to my ‘otel?”

“Ah,” said Woodrow, “yes! Yes, I shall.”

“I have a number of suitcases and other items to transfer there,” said the singer with a gesture to his vessel. “I believe my assistant will need to make several trips, unless there is someone else who may assist…” His eyes made a sly dart to the burly lumberjack standing in their vicinity.

“Yeh, I’ll do it,” grunted Sweetlopek, though he was eyeing the newcomer warily.

Soon the five of them made a little parade through Paletteville: Sweetlopek laden with bags like a pack-mule, Gerald the Shy Guy rolling a couple suitcases along, Woodrow carrying a bag in his non-umbrella hand, and even Dryad floating with a couple little stacked hatboxes. Phantom himself was the only person carrying not a single thing.

It wasn’t long before they reached the Portly Pumpkin, the village’s highest-rated bed and breakfast. Once the luggage had all been transferred to the inn’s bellhop for moving to Phantom’s room, Gerald gave his employer a little nod.

“Well, see you, sir,” he said. While the Phantom was tending to his health on Palette Prime, the Shy Guy would be taking some time off of his own, to visit family in the Mushroom Kingdom. “Enjoy yourself, and keep me posted. Just shoot me an email when you’ve had enough of this place- that is, whenever you’re ready to leave. I can be here in a jiff.”

“Enjoy your break as well, Geri,” said the Phantom with a grand wave, as his assistant waddled off back towards the ship.

“So, uh, we’ll be off too then,” said Sweetlopek quickly, taking Dryad’s hand, and looking askance at the singer and the poet. “We’ve got things to get back to. See ya ‘round!” Before either of the others could say a word, they had dashed off, hand in hand, leaving a flurry of orange leaves behind them.

Standing outside the inn, Woodrow found himself suddenly alone with a celebrity. He gave, once more, a nervous little bow. “I suppose you will want to rest and refresh yourself,” he said. “But I am ever at your service while you’re here. My home is the one-” with the cloud… and the leaks… and the disrepair… oh no. Oh no, he did NOT want the Phantom to see his house. “Well! Actually, just send for me. That shall be easier; everyone here knows where I live. I shall be at your side as quick as I can.”

“As a matter of fact,” said the Phantom, “I wish you might stay with me now, if it’s not too much trouble. I do want to freshen myself up, but if you would not mind waiting here, say, fifteen minutes? I should very much like to begin my time here with a tour of the area, from the planet’s very own warden.”

“Oh!” said Woodrow, surprised. “Well, certainly, I shall do my best.” Then something occurred to him- “Unless you would rather find a tour guide that won’t occasionally get you wet.” He pointed upward sheepishly at his own umbrella, and the little cloud that floated above it.

The singer laughed. “Oui, I did not know how to ask, but- is this a regular occurrence, for you?”

“More than regular. Quite constant,” the warden answered. “I am afraid you will have to get used to her, in my presence.”

“Her?”

“Ah! Well, yes… she seems to like being referred to that way, although ‘it’ is fine too. Her name is Jinx- she likes that as well.” He put out his paw, and the cloud drifted down to it, enwrapping it in vapor. “She only rains on me, most of the time, but still - you might bring your own umbrella, just in case.”

“Quite charming,” said Phantom, and he meant it. “I have never seen such a pet in my life!” He put out his own paw, and to Woodrow’s astonishment, the cloud drifted over to it, and sat in it instead.

Clingy and protective of her companion, Jinx did not usually take to others, at least not so quickly; and the warden, thankful for how much his glasses concealed the expression of his eyes, tried to swallow the mix of joy and dismay that flooded him. What did this mean? If the Phantom knew what she really was - a manifestation of bad luck, a symbol of the curse to which the universe had bound Woodrow’s life - perhaps he would not regard her with such delight.

[Next time: Woodrow gives his guest a tour of a perfectly idyllic planet with nothing out of the ordinary and HEY IS THAT A MOON ON THE GROUND OVER THERE-

Headcanon/fanon notes: I feel like the Phantom would have a personal assistant, and my idea was that they’d be a non-rabbid Mushroom Kingdom resident. After all, Phantom was the only rabbid in the Kingdom who could talk for a long time, so I figure it would be someone he’d come to know during that time when he still felt pretty isolated from the rest of his species.

The idea that the cloud is named Jinx I thiiiink came from @randomrabbidramblings originally and has been fleshed out by several other people. I originally didn’t want to wade into fanon on that in order to keep this story as universally approachable as possible, but I figured it’s too big a part of Woodrow’s existence to not commit hard to an idea for, especially since I like personifying her anyway.]

[garyroachsanderson]

i would like to hear more about nerve’s original squadron! maybe a drabble or headcanons? 👀👀

YES IVE BEEN WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO REQUEST THIS

NERVE X THEIR PAST SQUADRON - DRABBLE / HEADCANONS

After they joined, they were quickly deployed to America, back to their home country, and placed with a squadron.

A ‘squadron’ is a term for two or more flights (units) bunched together in one sort of team. In Nerve’s case, it was 2.

Their squadron was called The 176th Attack Squadron, but everyone had already agreed that was a stupid name, so they called themselves the Dovehawks. One flight was the Doves, and the others were the Hawks. Since both flights already had 14 people, Nerve sort of just.. existed in between. They were in both flights— mainly Hawk— but they were an authentic Dovehawk.

They flew A-10 Thunderbolt IIs. Nerve was upset about having to leave their Lassie behind after being deployed.

Nerve was considerably livelier and talkative with their original flight than they are now. They don’t think they’ll ever be like that again (unless i were to pull a few goofy strings)

Their flight members were actually very kind. It consisted of the following: (👽 means Nerve lost contact with them, ☠️ means KIA, and ❓ means genuinely MIA)

Fracture (👽) (37 Y/O American male, full name John Frazier) 🦅

Bearhug (👽) (34 Y/O Australian female, full name Lizzy Carlson) 🦅

Turtledove (☠️) (19 Y/O Dutch male, full name Cassidy Longlegs) 🦅

South (👽) (43 Y/O American male, full name Altan Kose) 🦅

Laylow (👽) (26 Y/O Lativan female, full name Agnese Kalnina) 🦅

Terrier (☠️) (30 Y/O Australian male, full name Joseph Klitzman) 🦅

Two Teeth (☠️) (56 Y/O United Kingdom male, full name William Sanders) 🦅

Softspot (👽) (28 Y/O American female, full name Hannah Sanders) 🦅

Boxcutter (👽) (18 Y/O American female, full name Hailey de Guzman) (AKA: Nerve’s best friend) 🦅

Kamikaze (❓) (24 Y/O Australian male, full name Alexander Tenorman) 🦅

Gimoteo (❓) (27 Y/O Australian male, full name Derek Tenorman) 🦅

Tiny (☠️) (42 Y/O American female, full name Vanessa Madden) 🦅

Pork (👽) (50 Y/O Australian male, full name Cosmo Barlowe) 🦅

Crow (☠️) (21 Y/O German female, full name Anna Fischer) 🦅

Nerve (❓) (16 Y/O American, first name Arkady (Аркадий), last name undetermined.) 🦅(🕊️?)

Baywatch (❓) (45 Y/O Polish male, first name undetermined but last name Adamski.) 🕊️

Seagull (👽) (30 Y/O United Kingdom male, full name Saul Gull) 🕊️

Kenny (👽) (25 Y/O American male, full name Kenneth Thompson) 🕊️

Bulldog (☠️) (29 Y/O United Kingdom female, full name Amy Deer) 🕊️

Ray (☠️) (40 Y/O American male, full name Raymond Jackson) 🕊️

FuFu (☠️) (26 Y/O American female, full name Bunny Blackburn) 🕊️

Button (❓) (53 Y/O United Kingdom male, full name Seymour Buttefield) 🕊️

Bomber (👽) (20 Y/O Australian male, full name Frank Kaczynski) 🕊️

Nine (👽) (32 Y/O United Kingdom male, full name Daniel Hudson) 🕊️

Screwloose (☠️) (50 Y/O Australian female, full name Mary Walsh) 🕊️

Saline (☠️) (24 Y/O Irish male, full name Fred O’Sullivan) 🕊️

Tombstone (☠️) (60 Y/O Irish male, full name Anthony Walsh) 🕊️

Wren (❓) (18 Y/O United Kingdom female, full name Raina Simon) 🕊️

Ant (❓) (18 Y/O American male, full name Johnny Hodge) 🕊️

(here’s a secret: i haven’t read up on the air force since i was in the 8th grade, making this story. i’m reading all these details on the planes and shit from a paper i found lying in my closet /srs. my memory fails me, as i have no fucking idea what a ‘general chief sergeant’ is, so while i read up on the air force i’ll just say that fracture is the ‘big leader’, baywatch is second in command, etc etc etc, and bearhug, ray, pork, and south are the ‘sergeants’ of the crew. nerve is fracture’s teacher’s pet. boxcutter is nerves best friend. )

“Nerve! There’s something wrong with my jet.”

Their brown eyes glazed down the form of the soldier just in front of the base entrance, attempting to study her facial expression from the goggles blocking her eyes. The flow of sunlight from the outside drenched the soldier and illuminated her gear, but caught her darkened goggles, sending an impossibly bright glint of light Nerve’s way.

Placing a saluted hand upon their forehead, they dragged themselves from their work, their legs threatening to give out as they did. Hauling themselves across the smoothed concrete, placing their hands on their hips as they came to the side of their comrade. They paused, knees slightly bent, studying the back of the plane to discover the issue, before turning to Boxcutter with an eyebrow raised.

“Wait, something’s wrong with your gear.” She pointed a crude finger towards Nerve’s chest, her eyes sliding down their form. Something.. wrong with it? They had double checked it this morning. What could possibly be off?

As their eyes met the tip of her gloved finger, she quickly snapped it upwards, sending Nerve’s chin aloft, head pointed towards the rafters.

“Fucking idiot.”

Nerve hesitated, before pulling down their mesh face mask and exerting all of the force in their molars upon her still-pointed finger.

[forthedancingandthethriving]

Alyssa Headcanons

I haven't figured out her age yet, but maybe late twenties? Earlier thirties? She has brown hair with dark brown eyes. Usually only wears a black shirt, jeans, and brown shoes. Not like she can really afford anything else..

Incredibly motherly, will mother anyone even if they are older than her. You can not escape her motherlyness.

However, she can be downright terrifying when pissed. The phrase "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned" could be changed to "Hell hath no fury like Alyssa scorned" and it'd still be the same.

Slightly blind in her left eye following an incident.

Before joining The Grid, she couldn't hold a job for more than two days. Connected Cosmos Company is actually situated a bit away from the city she lives in, and no one wanted to hire someone who was fired from such a 'reputable' company.

Genuinely thought Director K was a hitman sent by Director Jayin at first when she met him. That was an awkward conversation

Her only real friend is her landlord, who lets her stay in a tiny apartment as long as she does tasks around the complex

Unfortunately pretty skinny. She hasn't been able to eat consistently since she got fired. Also has a bad sleep schedule, mostly from her just doing small online jobs so she can stay afloat

Has major trust issues because of Jayin and her company, despite putting on a friendly front, it's mostly to be polite. It'll take a while for her to trust again

Rarely goes out during the day. When she can, she has groceries delivered to her apartment. Her landlord covers and says it's a tennant that cannot leave due to medical reasons

Really, really needs a hug

[exquisitexagony]

A VERY DESCRIPTIVE PROFILE OF YOUR MUSE !!

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► NAME: Samuel J. Arthur

► NICKNAME: Sami/Sam, Arlo

► TITLE(S): N/A

► AGE: 26

► SPECIES: Human

► SEX: Male

► NATIONALITY: French-American

► INTERESTS: painting, drawing, writing, reading, old movies, good food, french pastries, cooking, taking polaroids, listening to music, playing piano, acting, writing

► PROFESSION: Actor // Journalist

► BODY TYPE: Thin, lean, frail, lacking muscle definition

► EYES: Turquoise

► HAIR: Dark brown // black

► SKIN: Olive, lightly freckled, surprisingly pale

► FACE: Squarish, sharp jawline, sharp cheekbones, defined features, sunken eyes

► POSTURE: relaxed, fidgety, angled, slouched

► HEIGHT: 5'8.5"

► VOICE: timothee chalamet; english, french // i tried to use an AI voice cloner thing and i could not figure it out so have these instead

► SIGNATURE OUTFIT: Probably like some ripped baggy jeans and a loose t-shirt, black bomber jacket, maybe a longsleeve layered under the t-shirt

► SIGNIFICANT OTHER: N/A

► COMPANIONS: Cosmo! little scottish fold kitty rescued when he was a wee babe

► ANTAGONISTS: I don't know how to apply this one honestly, but I guess mayve kind of their parents...like i think they want their parents to apologize and love them for who they are and be able to be with them again, but also will forever be angry at them for taking away their rights to even see their siblings.

► STRENGTHS: chill, intuitive, intelligent/knowledgable, warm/welcoming, gentle

► WEAKNESSES: loner, paranoid, shy, agoraphobic, lacks some social skills

► FRUITS: Strawberries, cherries, pears...honestly just about any fruit will do, especially if it can be made into a tart or a pie

► DRINKS: hot tea toddy

► ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES: Woodford Reserve // alcoholic hot tea toddy

► SMOKES: sometimes, marijuana

► DRUGS: marijuana, LSD (occasionally)

► DRIVER'S LICENSE: Yes, but definitely late in life, like probably not until at least 21

[udaberriwrites]

Hi Annie bestie bestie!!! It's time to send you an ask WOOO!!!

Let's go...lucky number 3!

Hi Momo bestie!!

Three Pride Headcanons:

Eleanor Shellstrop is bisexual (The Good Place):

Isabella Madrigal is aromantic (Encanto)

Cosmo Brown is asexual (Singin' in the Rain)

[hxdrostorms]

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B A S I C S

Name: Aldebaran, that's the name he was bestowed upon upon him by his master. The name change was necessary, in order to help him effectively cut ties with his previous life. His birthname was Tiago, something only a select few people are aware of. Age: 20 Birthdate: 8th of May 1963 Species: Human Gender: Cis male Orientation: Bisexual, without a clear preference Profession: Aldebaran is one of the 12 golden saints, who closely serve and protect the goddess Athena. He wields the Taurus cloth, and guards its respective zodiac house within the Sanctuary.

P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S

Hair: Long straight dark purple hair, it is so dark that it is easy to be mistaken with it being black. While at the Sanctuary, it's rare to find Aldebaran without his cloth, so not everyone is aware of what his hair is like underneath the armor. Eyes: Dark brown, it also almost looks black. Skin: Almond. Aldebaran is of mixed race. By Brazilian standards he is described and seen as having a dark-skin complexity, a "moreno" as we call them. Unfortunately, there isn't a proper translation to the term used in our language, to describe what Aldebaran would be. Height: 2.10 meters Weight: 130 kg

F A M I L Y

Siblings: N/A, although Aldebaran was born into a fractured but big family with many siblings. He was the youngest sibling for a short while, before his mother once again had other children, during his short time with them before he was taken to the Sanctuary. He barely remembers much of anything about that, at most he may mention he has some vague feelings about what he likely used to have. Parents: N/A. Aldebaran never met his father, he doesn't remember his mother anylonger. He often jokes about being the son of "the pink dolphin", an entity from the regional folklore that he was born in. Grandparents: N/A Other Relatives: N/A. Growing up, Aldebaran never had a parental figure in his life. The closest thing was with his master, the former Taurus saint. But they were master/apprentice above anything else. Aldebaran was one of the lucky few saints who got to catch a glimpse of Shion, outside of his pope duties, thanks to his connection/friendship with Mu. He got to interact with him in a less formal way, which led him to hold the guy in a high standard and under a really good light, in a more personal way. Any Pets? N/A. Aldebaran likes them, but given his saint duties he has no room for keeping a pet. Although, he can be seen tending to any wildlife that shows up in the Taurus house (small birds, critters and that sort of thing).

S K I L L S

Inhuman speed and strength, he is the strongest golden saint (physically speaking at least). He is more than capable of taking powerful blows, and sending then back with full strength at his opponent. Saints can sense the presence of one another, via their cosmos. Regardless of their distance, it is a deep connection. Their cosmos is the source of their powers, without it they are practically common humans. Much like all the others, Aldebaran also awakened his 8th sense granting him fully consciousness and control over himself, in death.

T R A I T S

STRENGTHS. Faithful, always maintains himself collected and level-headed, extremely loyal to his cause and those he cares, passionate, easy to work with WEAKNESSES. He can develop a few early prejudices towards others, his blinding loyalty is also his own downfall. Being an introvert amongst other saints means, he barely gets a saying in anything ever.

L I K E S

Colors: Gold and red Smells: Food (whether it is being cooked or if it is a baked thing), Furnace burning (associated with Mu's workshop in Jamir) Textures: Silk, polished metal, smooth skin Drinks: Aldebaran isn't picky at all about what he drinks however, he shows a clear bias for things from Brazil. Whether it is beer, or even brandy.

O T H E R D E T A I L S

Smokes?: No Drugs: No. At most, he consumed something during festivals held at the Sanctuary that likely had some side-effects. Driver License: N/A Ever Been Arrested?: N/A

[cosmiicheskaya]

HEADCANON * Cosmo's eyes are a very deep brown, so much so that they almost look all black in certain light. When sunlight hits them, you can really see the brown for what it is and the little spots of yellow and green in his eyes too.

When Cosmo's using his psionic abilities, his eyes glow light blue. The more power he uses, the brighter his eyes glow. His entire body will even be enveloped in a blue light when he's really drawing heavily on his power.