( harris dickinson. 23. he/him. cisman. ) are you a 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎? something tells me that a decent collection of vinyls scattered across the bedroom floor, pop music blaring from retro headphones, and the gleam of moonlight on blonde hair make you who you are, 𝐍𝐎𝐇-𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐑. with the powers of 𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐊𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘, you’re sure to have a 𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔, 𝒆𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 personality — and you definitely belong to 𝐒.𝐖.𝐎.𝐑.𝐃. were you listening to 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 by 𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐓 on your way to the subway? it suits you. we can’t wait to see what you do next!
𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒔.
character name: noh-varr.
age: twenty-three.
faceclaim: harris dickinson.
voiceclaim: harris dickinson.
skill set: kree physiology, enhanced with cockroach dna and nano-biology. skilled combatant, marksman and pilot.
affiliations: young avengers, guardians of the galaxy.
𝟎𝟎𝟏. was your character “blipped” out? if so, what did they return to and how is it affecting them?
noh-varr was blipped! right now, he's trying to adapt and catch up to all the new music out there! there's the fact that he's in a world where some of his friends look older than him now, but he's starting to accept. also, all these new heroes and villains? he's been to a lot of planets, but never one called krypto. and sure, the guy wearing red underwear over the superhero costume might argue that the planet doesn't exist anymore, but noh should've at least heard of it at some point during his travels, right?
𝟎𝟎𝟐. where are they living? are they living with anyone?
noh-varr is currently living at sword headquarters. he's never really had a place in earth, even though this planet feels a lot like home. he used to just crash at kate's ( and sometimes he still does! ), but right now - he's just sticking by his friends. most are in sword, and so does he.
𝟎𝟎𝟑. why is your character affiliated with who they’re affiliated with?
noh-varr is a huge simp, that pretty much sums it up. he met kate bishop from earth and was instantly smitten by them, and followed them around like a puppy for a while. and during all that sappy simping he made some friends along the way. being an orphan, he kind of considers the young avengers his family by choice.
𝟎𝟎𝟒. who are their major friends, allies, and foes?
noh-varr has a huge list of foes. a variety of mutants, avengers, skrulls... let's just say he did a lot of stupid shit in the past. though, he's been forgiven, sort of? the big guns have other things to worry about right now anyways. why would they go after an alien whose biggest crime is blast kpop / 80s music at full volume? allies, though, that's a shorter list. young avengers, guardians of the galaxy, sometimes captain marvel.
𝟎𝟎𝟓. whose hands do they believe the country should be in?
noh-varr truly believes that the country should be in the hands of civilians, while considering the powered people's opinions.
𝟎𝟎𝟔. what’s their current mental state at? their physical state?
physically, noh-varr is healthy and at top form. kree physiology, baby! mentally, he's okay. it's weird being the one who dusted, seeing how life simply went on for everyone else.
𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔.
very bisexual.
works as a dj sometimes.
definitely a swiftie. has pretty strong feelings about jake gyllenhaal and is always willing to share his thoughts.
wow. maybe noh is as much of a dolt as she thinks he is. but…she also knows he does, as much as it pains her to admit, have much better tracking skills than this. she’s not an idiot, but there has to be something else going on. “oh yeah?” america scoffs. “five blocks is a long time to just be walking in the same direction. what’s up, noh-varr?”
“ yeah, ” he tells, head dramatically nodding as if it’s obvious, but the motion transitions into a head shake when he realizes she’s not buying any of it. “ — okay, fine. you got me. i was curious, alright? you’re usually all business, at least when it comes to me. i wanted to know what you do on your days off. ”
“ignoring the fact that you just called me a stray, but no i haven’t they seem sort of unapproachable actually.” bernard sighed once the man finally asked the question. “yes, i was in the shower when it happened. no towel no nothing just ass. feel free to have fun with that image tonight, can’t really do anything about the most embarrassing moment in my life.”
“ my bad, dude. i just meant they usually hire people in need easily. i mean, that peter guy ? pretty sure he was stark’s protégé, and i’ve sneaked my way into stark industries at some point too, stole some technology, but that’s unrelated. ” he shrugs. “ that’s absolutely hilarious. beats my story of coming here. ”
courtney wrinkles her nose in a failed attempt not to visibly cringe. “has anyone ever told you that your name sounds like the world’s worst off-brand cereal?“
brows lift in confusion, and he goes as far as looking around to make sure she’s not talking to someone else. “ noh-varr does not sound like brand of cereal. it’s cool, unique, a very popular name in hala. was the most popular baby name of 2002 too. ”
ned blinks , the paper in his hands not quite making sense to him at the moment. he was , after all , very very tired. he passes the paper to the other and shuts his own eyes before speaking , “ i can’t read. eyes hurting. read it for me please? “
a brow lifts, blue eyes narrow—bathes him in scrutiny. “ what’s up with you today, dude? you look like shit and is like, super distracted. and i’m like tinkerbell, you know? without your full attention i’ll die. ” noh is that extra, but gaze shifts to the paper in question anyway. “ oooh! your lola left you some snacks! where they at? suddenly i’m hungry. ”
“ i really hope that’s an ALIEN THING about cheese snacks smelling good … ” cindy says with a crinkle of her nose , before shoving him off her bed . “ get off , you stink . ugh - sometimes you can be … such a guy 😐 . ”
“ what—i thought that was multiverse common sense. ” a roll of eyes is cast in her direction as he almost falls to the floor. “ hey, hey—careful. is that how you treat every gorgeous man that lies on your bed? no wonder we’re endangered. and what’s that supposed to mean? i’m a feminist, you know. don’t let the axe body spray fool ya. ”
“ I DON’T THINK THAT counts as an organization system , ” kate comments , fondly shaking her head . “ that just sounds like an excuse to me , ” tongue clicks behind their teeth as she playfully tsks . eyes flicker to his wrists for a moment before trailing after him as he circles around her . they stop sifting through the crate and turns , propping an elbow up against it . she tries to ignore how close they’re standing to one another . they’ve got enough self-control . at least , that’s what kate would like to believe . but truthfully , given all that’s happened with the blond , the boundaries she’d initially set are blurring . “ i definitely don’t think that’s something you should be PROUD of . ”
“ yeah, it counts—have you ever seen me misplace something? actually, no. don’t answer that. ” noh interrupts before they can even form an answer. “ you try living in this earth as a banished alien, see just how easy it is to get your life together. ” a dramatic sigh leave lips. and that’s just what it is—theatrics, for he essentially has been pardoned by the country and the avengers. and yet, doesn’t miss an opportunity to use it as an excuse. “ i think it’s pretty awesome. everything i say can easily be turned into a catchphrase. ” nostalgia weighs between them, lingers beneath the lighthearted banter. it’s a repetitive circle of acting on impulse to backtracking and regretting, while simultaneously pretending like hearts were never broken because of it. what they have is fragile, and he can’t help but weaken it even further. after all, it’s in his nature to act first and regret later. free arm loops around their neck, lips nuzzle a kiss against her temple. “ c’mon now, bishop. let’s go get your pizza. ” and just before heading towards the cashier, he halts. hand pats down jacket pockets awkwardly ( for he still keeps three lp’s under his arm ) in search of his wallet. “ oh, shit — ” brows drawn to imply confusion, only to shoot up in a theatrical realisation. “ could you pay for these? i think i forgot my wallet. ”
“Are you less muscular, I couldn’t tell, haven’t really seen what it looks underneath so guess my imagination ran wild there,” doug mused. “whoa, so you’re just putting me down into the just everyone category, guess what we had wasn’t special.” he teased. “you have a better smile too,”
“ it’s sweet how highly you think of me, but i won’t disappoint, that i can promise, ” noh tells, a smile on lips. “ you are down in that category, buddy. and what we have could’ve been special if you actually acted on it, but all i know is this harmless flirting, ” he jokes with a slight laugh. it’s extremely easy to joke and laugh around the other. “ that i truly appreciate, but i wish i had america’s ass, though. ”
“ DO YOU EVER JUST wonder how people can confidently say things with their whole chest and be wrong ? it could not be me . ”
“ listen, i’m a strong believer in manifesting something by thinking about it. whether it’s a fact, a wish, whatever—thoughts can become reality, jubs. all you gotta do is believe in what you saying. ” a pause. “ and not let the person you’re talking to google and prove you wrong. ”
america chavez is a lot of things. headstrong. a survivor. kind of a bitch but if you call her that she’ll snap your wrist. caring, above all. what she isn’t, is stupid.
“don’t think i don’t know when i’m being followed.” she says loudly, not turning around.
cover blown. it’s to expect that a kree super solder would secretly follow and watch targets without a struggle, but to be fair—he wasn’t trying too hard and it’s america chavez. the combination leads to this situation. “ i wasn’t following you. i’m just—walking, and it just happens to be in the same direction as you. it’s just a coincidence. ”
