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lgbtia+ hcs for rch's members!!
Carrot Topp: bi and trans, t4t (he/him)
Rockin Robin: heteromantic/ace trans woman (she/her)
Wiccan Chicken: lesbian demigirl (she/they)
Greasy Chicken: Pansexual (he/him)
Bird Brain: bisexual (he/him)
El Pollo Diablo: gay af (He/him)
Sgt. Cyclopps: gay (he/him)
Pastafarian: unlabeled but primarily likes men (he/him)
Nuke Boy: definitely bisexual (he/him)
Frankenchicken: questioning (he/they)
Poultrygeist: unlabeled amab enby (they/them)
If I forgor any then you can tell me <3
YOOO HOLD UP- THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I WAS THINKING GUH BUH (man I will always LOVE and adore the T4T topp and robin headcanons)
Yeah that's us frfr
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Does everyone else love Froggy as much as I do? These are my hcs of Froggy dating a mad scientist like reaer.
Kinda self indulgent. I'm on the road to becoming a scientist. Also, I'm a yapper, so they're all long. I hope you enjoy.

You scared him a lot when you first met. He thought ENA was crazy. And she is, but you’re on par. He watched you laugh maniacally while creating some crude ammonia out of expired hair bleach and mildew remover spray to take out a colony of wasps after one stung your pet. And then use the deceased wasps as a compound for your next experiment, radioactive chickens. No animals were harmed in that experience minus the wasps. The chickens were actually thriving and happy, which made him more scared. How did you manage to carry that out ethically? So, yeah, for a while he avoided you like the plague. But his efforts to stay in good health unfortunately were in vain, as he soon succumbed to the plague. Once he got a gnarly cut and this little drama queen acted like he was on the verge of death. But once he ceased his groveling on the floor he was met with the glorious picture of you standing above him like an angel reaching down from heaven to pull him up. Nah, you were holding out a bandage that you somehow curated from scratch and some also homemade disinfectant. Those white feathery wings were really just your lab coat blowing in the wind, and that halo was the gleam of the sun reflecting off your goggles. It doesn’t matter to him, though. He fell really hard. A few weeks later when the horoscope read something promising and the date finally wasn’t the unlucky number of the day, he asked you out. Though he didn’t actually stay to hear your response, so you had to call him later to confirm your agreement with the arrangement.
He’s still scared of your experiments. Some of them are cool to him, though. It will take a lot of persuasion to get him to join you in doing anything. He’s scared it’ll blow up in his face, or he’ll turn green and glow like your chickens. He thinks you’re insane, and don’t get him wrong he still loves you, but his opinion on that is not changing. So, trying to reassure him with words alone won’t really do much to ease his concerns. You greet him with your hair (if you have it) burnt at the tips and soot covering your face, and you have chemical burns basically everywhere. He canNOT take your word for it, so if you demonstrate it for him first to show him it really is a harmless experiment, then reluctantly he will join you.
In the beginning of your relationship, if you ask him questions about his anatomy or anything of that such he might look at you strangely. Mainly because your scientific language is straight gibberish in his brain, but also because he’s unsure if he’s gonna wake up one day strapped to a metal table while you get ready to dissect him like those poor frogs in old school chemistry classes. Though, after a while he’ll be able to discern your look of analytical intrigue from your look of genuine interest, and he’ll be less wary towards you.
He really admires your intelligence. Some of the words you use do make his head spin. Like, who in this day and age slips alcoholysis and chlorofluorocarbons in a sentence? He’ll ask you how your day has been and it turns into a chemistry 101 lecture or an introduction into biomedicine. But, it astounds him nonetheless. How can one person have such an extensive field of expertise? Are you sure you’re not the descendant of Einstein or one of those other smart dead people? You can tell him that it’s your special interest or the subject that managed to captivate you the most, but he’ll still be thinking you’re some secret intellectual of a higher power.
Expect him calling you to make him remedies for any ailment he may be suffering from that day. Or even to take out his enemies. “Hey! Some guys at the bar looked in my direction weirdly! Turn them into bugs for me!” And he questioned your morals. Whether or not he’s serious and whether or not you actually go through with it is up to the two of you. He could have a mild cold and react like a Victorian child until you give him something to fix it. You can hand him a cup of tea that you heated in a bunsen burner and he’ll genuinely believe it’s the product of alchemy.
Would totally brag to you to the others. Any chance he gets. Someone praising the so-called Genies? “Ah yeah yeah. So cool. My partner is way cooler than some Genie, though.” Someone complaining about a job being difficult? “Meh. My partner could finish this easily.” Everyone knows about you at this point. Even those who’ve never met you. The receptionist has gotten sick of hearing Froggy’s pandering. Dratula and Kane both think you're a myth.
He will try his best to impress you. You wow him too often with your experiments and smarts. He can’t let you have all the spotlight. It’ll probably end up being something he asked ENA to retrieve from another realm that he thought you’d like to dissect or a magic trick that you could very easily debunk, but refrain from because it’s really sweet that he’s trying anyways. Once he was introducing you to his workers and you came across Coral Glasses while she was in the middle of printing something from her scalp. Needless to say you were studying her immediately, asking a buttload of questions about whether it hurt, or whether she needed ink refills. You were giving her whiplash as you switched between offering cures for any migraines she experienced afterwards to asking if you could examine her blood for polyvinyl chloride or carbon to see if that was what pigmented the papers. Surprisingly enough, Froggy wasn’t even the slightest bit envious of how much attention you were giving the sweaty girl. He was happy you were to fascinated by her, because the fact that he was able to impress you with HIS co worker/employee was another win in his book. He indirectly managed to pique your interest.
I think he’d be pretty touchy. If you’re cool with touch, then he’d definitely lean on you whenever he gets the chance. Usually to nap. If you’re shorter than him, he’d totes use you as a headrest. If not, then he’d still use you as a headrest. Just whenever you’re sitting down. He’d probably hug you a lot, but not in public. He strikes me as the type of person to go to sleep in one position and wake up halfway off the bed with all the sheets ripped off, so get used to having your own blanket and getting kicked in your sleep. If you’re a no touching type of person, then I doubt he’d ever fight you on that. As long as the two of you can be beside each other, he’ll be happy.
Overall, with you as a partner I don’t think he’d be too jealous at all. He watches you interact with others sometimes and notices how different you are with other people compared to how you are with him. He’ll catch you writing notes to yourself after conversing or interacting with him, paying extra attention to any mood shifts and correlating them with your responses and the topic. Drawing diagrams of anything he mentions liking, or that you catch him staring at just a bit longer than anything else so you can remember them if you ever come across them. Your interactions with others; especially those you aren’t acquainted with, can be very straightforward or blunt. Not unkind, but professional. You treat casual conversations like a field study. But, with him you’re so careful. You put so much effort into every thought about him that he really can’t find any reason to be envious in your relationship.
Please let me know if you like this, and if you want to see more hcs like this about any character don't be afraid to request!
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@secretsbehindthenine day 11, realm of shadows. This is from an au where randy loses againsr the sorceress and is trapped innthe realm of shadows also some hcs
The reason its called the Realm of Shadows is because at night, it gets so dark not even the ninja glow balls or tengu fire ball can help brighten up the place. You can also hear whispers of nonsense coming from nowhere
The water is very hydrating, (one cup can last you a week ) but it causes hallucinations.
The things between randys legs are (what randy calls them) 'blood berries' that makes your blood hurt if you eat them.
The thing behind Randy is a slug ljke creature with slime covering that if even the smallest bit gets on you, it'll knock you out and you cant wake up until it gets washed off. Its one of the few creatures that can see through the night, but is blind during the day. Its also very fond of the blood berries.
The thing on randys shoulder is a half plant half snake thing. It can somewhat talk through mimicing, can create oxygen and filter out the air, and tells Randy what food he can and cant eat. Its surprsinglh smart compared to the slug and chicken
The chicken is, well, that. A 3 headed, radioactive chicken. It's useless outside of being prey for other animals.
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