#the cosmic kiddos

[itz-pandora]

TW Death, Blood

Polarity, Andromeda, Void, and Stellar all belong to @emthimofnight

This is a follow-up to my previous post

"Polarity! Polarity, please wake up! Please, just don't be dead..."

"Don't waste your breath. Pleading won't bring him back."

"And besides, he was just a failure. Better him than you, because you're at least worth something."

"How can you SAY THAT?! He tried so hard to be as strong as us--"

"And yet he still failed. Now quit your whining,"

"There's more important things to deal with."

[gh0st-t0wn3]

I knew the Collector reminded me of someone

[cosmic-c-kiddo]

^^ cg! Reg guy moodboard

[uniiiquehecrt]

Plz explain then the travesty that is love and thunder

A trainwreck directed by an egotistical six-year-old in a leech of a man's body who thinks he's a screenwriter and still plays pretend with his uwu self-insert OC.

.... real talk, though, in short:

The real travesty of Love and Thunder is that Thor is already made of love and thunder, and simultaneously Jane is the love to his thunder, and the MCU, through taika wai-feck-off, decided he can be neither of those things, and have no nice things. Thor is the most tragic character in the ENTIRETY of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, and yes, I do think more tragic than Wanda.

He has lost :

his entire home planet

his people

his entire family of four (no hela does not count he was not connected to her and should have been odin's sister)

before which he lost his brother (his platonic soulmate, to boot) a total of 3 times emotionally, two of those physically

he lost his ENTIRE friend group because his half-sister murdered Volstagg, Hogun and Faendral; he never reconnected with Sif

his only good mentor/parental figure (heimdal) was stabbed through the heart in front of him

he lost his dignity, his crown, his birthright (voluntarily and otherwise)

he lost his self-worth, his sense of direction (bc the writers legitimately thought his arc was about stepping down from the crown instead of making it his own and growing into it in his own way, by his own merits, at his own pace and gave it to some literally no-name side character that showed up for one movie and never respected thor in the first place to even earn his title from him smh)

and taika's idea of rectifying any of this .... is to give him some random child he doesn't know, that he doesn't care for, and manipulate him into taking her under his wing not because of the kindness and limitless love of his own heart even after shutting himself down post!endgame, but because jane asked him to as her dying wish — and then say that THAT is his happy ending.

Tell me why Thor, the longest standing of the Big Three, the king of the stars, the hero who is by all respects the embodiment of love, gets no companionship, no friends, no home, no place to belong, when Tony got a hero's send off and Steve got to be with an alt!dimension Peggy.

[wool-string]

[gcldenchild]

" man. things 're jus' comin' out swingin' t'day, ain't they ? "

he is ignoring the fact most of his little hard hitters are entirely because of how he handles his truths. and the premonitions. and his daddy issues. yeah, better to focus on anyone else right now. especially when he's kind of dealing with the weight of not being able to do anything to change his reality.

[nightingale-prompts]

Danny lives in a horror movie-DC x DP prompt

Based on my favorite book series "tales from the gas station"

Its not everyday a mission requires the league to travel to middle America in to obtain a highly cursed artifact but it certainly today.

Locating the Seal of Silent Ashes was a task usually given to Justice League Dark but Constantine was currently busy. So that meant it was left to the poster boys to get this done. They dressed in civilian attire to investigate the last location of the seal starting with the first building on the edge of town. A small dusty gas station near the wood.

The inside had an awful smell, like death and cleaning fluid. The lights gave off a greenish-blue tint. Rats could be seen out of the corner of your eyes. Most of the chip were offbrand and crappy.

Behind the counter was the teenage boy chewing gum. He looked up at the group before going back to reading his book. He had clearly seen better days but didn't show signs of caring about the state of his hair or bags under his eyes. He drank coffee.

The air felt off.

"Hey kiddo, do you mind giving us directions?" Clark started.

The kid narrowed his eyes as he popped his gum.

"You're not from here. That or you're from that cult in the woods. Listen I'm not joining. Seriously cosmic nihilism and fatalism sounds doomed. Hey wait-" the teen checked his notes " No, the cult killed themselves in that mass suicide 2 weeks ago. I forgot."

The teen didn't say anything else as he went back to his book.

The horrified look of the adults shared was almost hilarious. At least to the teen if he looked up.

"Oh, and stay out of the woods. I don't want the police to come back and ask about who saw you last. Seriously if whatever is in there tears you apart I won't feel bad. I put those signs out forever ago and if I get one more girl covered in blood running in here screaming about her dead friends I'll get a headache." The teen shrugged turning the page.

"What do you mean?! Why would-?! Who's killing people?!" Barry asked frantically as Bruce serched for more reports of missing people in the area.

"I don't know. Why would I know? If you want to go in the cursed forest go ahead. I mean that's how they all die. It isn't my job to stop you. My job is to sit here and watch this store." The teen huffed in annoyance.

Before anymore questions were asked the signal of the radio was disrupted and a demonic howl screeched through the radio.

"God damnit. That cunt is back. Stay here." The teen growled as he grabbed his bat from under the counter and walked out the back door. "String bean! Get off the fucking roof you bastard! You know that radio is all I have here!"

A chattering laugh like a death rattle was heard and the sound of 2 sets of feet was heard on the roof then they lept down.

"Come here so I can beat you to death!" The teen ran around the building towards the front of the gas station chasing-what the fuck is that!

It was like a human that was twisted to crabwalk on all fours backwards. Its face was contorted into a black stretched out smile with no teeth. It had no eyes just black sockets. All its limbs were stretched out to an extra meter in length. It was a skinwalker of some kind with chalk-white skin. It was skittering away from the teen who was swinging his batat its head.

"Stop running! I told you before what would happen if I found you fucking with me again!" The boy meant it as he finally landed a hit and began wacking it over and over it.

The skin walker screeched and tried to run for its life but couldn't.

After reducing the monster into a black puddle the black-stained teen came back inside to sit back down not paying anymore to the monster blood he was covered in.

"Sorry about that. Most of the freaks around here have learned to stay away from this place. That one is new and he doesn't listen. You'd think they'd learn but Sting Bean thinks he can torment me. Petty bastard." The teen sighed "anyways are going to buy anything or are you going to waste what oxygen we get in here with this shitty ventilation.

Diana couldn't help but admire the boldness of the boy. He had no hesitation or fear against the beasts of this area even if was crude.

"Does Constantine have a cousin or something? Just a more angry one" Hall whispered to Hal.

[maplesyruplover]

Like No Other Place In Space - Chapter 2 - SuicidalPyro (foxface27) - Transformers - All Media Types [Archive of Our Own]

I'm having a lot of fun writing this!

[zombified-queer]

Listening to Hotelpod 2.7 is very enlightening about what the Hotel is.

[evilminji]

Huh >.> you know how Crechelings are basicly, like... possessed?

Like? They are cute af. But they VERY MUCH are constantly reaching out too and listening too the Force cause they are Baby and know jack shit? They are in that "why? Why? Why?" ×1000 stage of life. But instead of asking ADULTS, who might not always be on hand?

Well... the FORCE is on hand.

24/7!

Why NOT ask a cosmic driving force of all creation is you should have juice or water? This fruit or that vegetable? What are we gonna play today Effectively God? I'm a toddler! I don't know what boundaries are! Nor do I realize I probably shouldn't be bothering you with every single thought that passes through my head!

Yeeeeeah....

Tiny force sensitives? HELLA possessed.

They'll pull shit like "speak in prophecy" and "I stole a ship a can't even reach the controls off, to thwart an assassination attempt, because The Force Told Me Too, and that's why I'm on another planet and missed nap time." Plus the fun ol *hands a jedi master a rock* "the force says you'll need this! :D " *walks away, oblivious to the confusion they have wrought*

There is a REASON Creche master have to be SUPER patient types. And that parents are so often like "yeah, yeah we can't handle our kid. We love them. But this is beyond what we can parent."

Cause when your kid? Looks up from their mashpotatos? To casually drop "X is going to die soon." Or "he's going to betray you, you know" like??? Sweetie. Honey, youngling, you're THREE. Wtf. It's a BIT MUCH.

But? What I'm getting at?

I wanna see Creepy!ForceAvatar!Crechelings? Like it's... it's just a STAGE kids grow out off?

And I want it to save their fuckin LIVES.

Like? During the later stages of the Clone Wars. The Force is getting agitated. Knows what's coming. Does NOT like such imbalance and death. So? Even if the OLDER ones either can't hear it clearly or won't listen? The BABIES sure can.

And it's like a FUCKING HIVEMIND.

Absolutely HORRIFYING to behold.

All these lil babies. These wee lil toddlers n smol kiddos. Just... Stopping. Misstep. Balls bouncing past hands frozen, toys mid "woosh" motion, spoons half way to faces. All of it. Just... stopped.

They all cock their heads.

Like animals trying to hear a sound better.

Put down what they were doing. Calm as you please, ignoring everything around them, everyONE. Gathering their things from their rooms. Gathering the babies. Who are... oddly well behaved. It's the most calm and orderly anyone's ever see them. None of the creche masters can get their attention. Every attempt to physically get in the way is dodged before it's even attempted.

The children... calmly. Pleasantly. Like taking a stroll.

Steal a series of ships.

Broad daylight.

In... in front of everyone. No one can even STOP them. The Force is helping. All anyone can do is just? Follow.

They settle basicly a few weeks into the uncharted zone, in an old temple no one knew was there. All they will fuckin say is variations of "the Force says we live here now!" Like? Subtle this was NOT. I guess... we live here now?

.....huh.

It IS weirdly easier to think way out here.

As though we were no longer standing in the middle of some terrible smoke cloud. Nice and calm. Lots of Light. Unlike back o-.....waaaaait a fucking second. *sound of various Master's and council members connecting dots in their head*

>:O

@legitimatesatanspawn @hypewinter @hdgnj @babbling-babull @spidori @lolottes @nerdpoe

[cosmic-c-kiddo]

Vent regressor! Lucifer moringstar <3

⭐💧💙💛🍼

[ozzgin]

ozz you're genuinely funny, ily so please don't explode

Well now, you just had to go ahead and say it, huh? How many times do I have to…Sigh. Returning to the plane of physical existence after exploding into cosmic nothingness isn’t a walk in the park, kiddos.

[speedywithadhd]

Look behind you Bart. See that? A gift from us to you.

It's a lovely blade, isn't it?

You know what has to be done. You know you'll have to brandish it with pride.

Nobody will take you seriously if you don't at least look intimidating, kiddo. I mean... who's going take a kid seriously? Look at you!

But now- hey. At least they'll know you're trying. They'll know you're working to be better.

And if they try to stop you-

Well. They're either far too soft- or... you know. Keep your friends close and your enemies closer, that's what they say.

This path you're going down. It's terrible. It'll break you apart down to the smallest pieces. You know that.

But you're already a mistake, aren't you?

Our favourite little cosmic mistake.

...c'mon, kiddo.

Let's put you back together.

-🟥

a...a blade.

Bart turns to look behind him

What do you, want me to do with it..? What do you mean, look intimidating

[purpled-royalty]

Black Clover Next Gen (Faust Siblings - Eri & Morgan Faust) - (Info Dump)

(Will be adding more references of my kiddos as time passes)

1. Eri Faust

Appearance:

Eri is often described as a near-clone of his father, Nacht, with the same sharp features and intense gaze. However, he has inherited Tiara's red eyes, which stand out against his otherwise dark appearance. His hair is similar to his father’s with a slight curl - sleek and black, though he sometimes wears it in a slightly less formal style. Eri is taller than his sister, with a lean but muscular build that reflects his training and adventurous nature.

Personality/About:

Eri is named after Tiara's late mother. He is known for his adventurous spirit and bold nature, often jumping into situations without fully thinking them through. He has a strong sense of justice, much like his mother, and is always eager to prove himself. However, his impulsiveness sometimes gets him into trouble, leading to situations where Morgan has to step in to help. Despite this, Eri is deeply protective of his sister and will go to great lengths to keep her safe. He is competitive, especially with Morgan, but their rivalry is always friendly and rooted in mutual respect.

Magic:

Eri possesses powerful Galaxy Magic, inherited from his mother Tiara. His ability to manipulate cosmic energies makes him a versatile and powerful magic knight.

2. Morgan Faust

Appearance:

Morgan is Eri's younger sister, and is named after Nacht's late brother. She is a striking blend of both her parents, she inherited Nacht's piercing blue eyes, which are intense and captivating, and Tiara's long lashes and eye shape. Her dark hair is styled in a combination of her mother's curls and her father's sleek style, often worn loose or in a simple braid that keeps it practical yet elegant. Morgan has an athletic and lean build, and often dresses in practical attire that allows her to move freely.

Personality:

Morgan is a perfect mix of her parents' traits. She possesses Nacht's strategic mind and reserved nature, often thinking several steps ahead in any situation. However, she also inherits Tiara's fiery spirit and passionate sense of justice. Morgan is fiercely independent and has a strong will, but she also has a playful side, engaging in witty banter with her brother Eri and her friends. Despite her tough exterior, she cares deeply for those she loves and is protective of her family. She values loyalty, discipline, and intelligence, and she is always striving to improve herself.

Magic:

Morgan possesses powerful Shadow Magic, inherited from her father Nacht. Her ability to manipulate shadows makes her a formidable magic knight, capable of both offensive and defensive manoeuvres. Her magic is subtle and strategic, allowing her to out-manoeuver and out-think her opponents.

Morgan's Character Profile

(In a next gen Au)

[your-mom-friend]

Spoilers for part 38 ahead:

Why is Arthur a single father to all of these cosmic horrors.

John trying to murder Arthur’s new boyfriend because he’s jealous reads like a kid being mean to the new step-dad because he’s not ready for dad to start dating yet

Arthur’s whole speech about how John is literally just a child who is still learning to handle his emotions

Arthur admitting that he failed to properly guide or mould Yellow (like a father admitting he’s messed up with his son) also makes the scene with Yellow back at the cabin funnier in retrospect because Yellow tries to be all intimidating and Arthur is like -_- alright kiddo that was a fun bit of bravado now sit down and eat your fucking veggies because you’re not doing shit

John’s “Scratch is looking at you like…a lost child” fucking hell im sad. “Arthur you were…my favourite” everyone drop everything that’s just a baby please sir retrieve your nightmare son from the creepy portal lady he’s scared and lonely

Arthur is just single-fathering the one son that still lives with him trying to do better

Yes I do understand that this is probably has a lot to do with him failing as a father with Faroe and his intense codependency on John but let a girl live okay 🤌

Also yeah this does make shipping John and Arthur a little weird because Arthur clearly thinks of John at least a little bit as a son, or a little brother if nothing else. Found family Jarthur and QPR Jarthur for the win at least we still have AngelEyes (I choose to believe they come back to each other after everything even if it doesn’t happen in canon)

[fangbangerghoul]

It's SUNDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That means you all *boops your nose* get a little snippet. A little treat if you will. It will be under the cut!

Hopefully everyone has had a great week! I know there has been some exciting news that dropped this week and maybe something happened in your day to day that really lightened the load of the horrors that persist in life.

I've been working on everything but writing but I have gotten some in while I had the motivation. Lately I have been binge watching Naruto Shippuden; you may have seen a few of my silly posts because I cannot get over how queer it is, and I will die on this hill. (This is my first time really sitting down and rewatching it since it aired in the US) But between working on drawing wips, watching Naruto and my kiddos new love for minecraft I have not been able to play Dragon's Dogma 2 as much as I want. The fic has been processing in the back of my mind while I do other things so that has been helpful when I can return to writing.

If you haven't checked it out, you can check out my Beren piece that I managed to finish this week! Also posted a Ghoul wip update!

Tagging: @bearlytolerant , @staticpallour, @lisa-and-shadow, @arisenreborn, @soloavengers

@linashirou, @roguishcat, @crystal-overdrive, @eridanidreams, @spookyspecterino

@toxiclizardwrites , @5oh5 , @interplanet--janet , @a-cosmic-elf , @booburry

None of these tags are mandatory to do and if tagging on sundays has been stressful let me know so I can reframe from adding writing anxieties! I look forward to seeing what everyone has!

He felt a clinch in his jaw tighten as is impatience grew. Erik never cared to wait too long and the drowning heat from the sun made the wait feel extensive. He tried to rearrange his long legs to cross in a different position but nothing felt comfortable for him. Still, he tore small flowers out of the ground around him and played with them between his fingers to distract himself. There was a moment he considered saying something but as soon as he parted his lips to speak, he closed them tightly into a pressed line once again.

“Out with it, Erik.” Quil finally spoke as his attentions still focused on the journal that was within his lap. The other party members sliver hair was tied neatly back, and his robes hung loosely off of his body, he looked incredibly cool and calm unlike Erik felt. “Are you sure that is what you want?” Ambrosius snorted from his position before rearranging his posture to lean differently on the stone wall. Ambrosius’ cat eyes were impartial and focused on their surroundings but there was a slight smirk that subtly mocked Erik’s impatience.

You can read the rest of the chapter on AO3