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PRIV. HEAVILY HEADCANON BASED. VERY LOW ACTIVITY. DEBBIE THORNBERRY FROM THE WILD THORNBERRYS.

RULES. HEADCANONS.

Other stuff:

NIGEL'S CHILDHOOD HEADCANONS:

here. here.

DEBBIE'S CHILDHOOD HEADCANONS:

here.

CORDELIE && RADCLIFFE RANDOM HEADCANONS:

here.

EDIT: I'm rewriting Debbie's childhood rn / deleting old ooc posts / headcanons bc it's long overdue

NEW BACKSTORY ( WIP )

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#○ ‖ ▏there's something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls「 ic 」#○ ‖ ▏it's too late for you「debbie 」

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The twelve year old sighs, pulling golden curls into a ponytail, she spent hours TRUDGING through the jungle, hacking through THICK VINES && LEAVES, dragging a bag along the DIRT. She'd be LUCKY this hunt, she BAGGED a rather large snake && a bird. ( For the life of her she can't remember the SPECIES'S NAME of either of the animals she'd hunted, her dad would definitely know. ) Which would last them awhile before she had to go out again.

Shifting the SLEEPING TWO YEAR OLD on her back, Debbie's THANKFUL Donnie NORMALLY sleeps like a ROCK, gun hanging loosely from her left shoulder. The blonde is DROWNING IN sweat && BUG BITES, she's starving && just wants to get back to camp. The S N A P of a twig jolts her from her thoughts, grabbing the gun && pointing it towards the noise, finger on the TRIGGER.

❝ I can, like, see you. ❞ Why was there SOMEONE ELSE here ? This was an INHABITED JUNGLE or that's what her parents said. ❝ How'd you, like, get here ? ❞ Voice flat, despite the slight EXCITEMENT of seeing another PERSON that wasn't her FAMILY, but STRANGER DANGER was drilled into her, so she's WEARY.

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A sharp cry rang out the moment she spoke up.

For a moment, the leaves and bushes are still. Then, after a moment, the bush parted to reveal a...girl?

It was a girl around Debbie's age. Tears stained her cheeks as did some blood running down her nose.

"H...Hello-" Her bright, blue eyes widen as she's suddenly met with a gun pointed right at her. In an instant, she rips herself back into the bush. She tries to backpeddle to distance herself from the gun-wielding stranger, only to trip on some tree roots and promptly fall to the ground.

"A-Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm sorry if I'm trespassing, I-I'll leave! I'm jus lost, but I'll l-leave!"

This place had to be some kind of reserve or a national park. That's what it seemed like to her. With no prior experience being out in the wild, the closest things she had to compare were reserves and national parks.

The question was how did...how did she get here?

She remembers dreaming about dad and...she just woke up here instead of her room.

Addy trembles harshly as she stares back at the girl.

She..she looked around her age. Maybe she was camping out here?

Why did she have a gun? Weren't kids not allowed to use guns???

"I...I-I don't know how I got h-here. Is it...p-private land or something? I-I'm sorry, please just don't shoot me!"

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This girl reminds Debbie of a SKITTISH RABBIT, she's HURT && FRIGHTENED; clearly NO THREAT to Debbie ( if anything Debbie's the threat. ) ❝ No, I just didn't think I'd, like, see another person that wasn't, like, my family. ❞ Hunched shoulders go slack, trying to calm her ANXIOUS HEARTBEAT, hazel hues soften && she slightly lowers the gun.

❝ It's for, like, huntin'. ❞ She mutters, making a gesture towards the bag, letting the strap of the gun rest on her shoulder, trying to show the other girl she's not a threat. It's been a long time since she's seen ANOTHER PERSON, let alone another KID her age. It was EXCITING but slightly WORRYING because how did she get here ? Who hurt her ? Did she SWIM here ? . . . Too many THOUGHTS are SPILLING OVER && she can feel a HEADACHE forming.

❝ Where's your, like, parents ? ❞ Shouldn't someone be WATCHING her ? . . . She knows that's HYPOCRITICAL given her own parents aren't watching her / letting her use a gun. Debbie doesn't want to think about how MESSED UP that THIUGHT PROGRESS is. Debbie digs in her pocket && pulls out a HANDKERCHIEF for the girls BLOODY NOSE. Donnie shifted, wrapping his little fingers around her golden curls; softly SNORING, she hopes he stays asleep while she's DEALING with this. ❝ I'm not, like, gotten hurt you. M'names Debbie Thornberry. ❞ She keeps her voice soft, hoping it'll calm the other into TRUSTING her.

#○ ‖ ▏there's something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls「 ic 」#v;; kid verse tba #fusionfall-adeline #//their both be getting into a lot tht trust me lol

ooc;; @variantia I just had a really sad thought of Debbie accidentally calling Jack mom, then repeatedly saying sorry.

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ooc;; I'm starting to lose interest in things, I can't stay focus on anything I enjoy. Even just moving is hard, it's like my body is made of lead. I hate when these feelings pop back up bc I desperately wanna do things n enjoy things but I just can't. Ik it'll pass in time, but it feels like I'm not living rn, I'm just kinda stuck while everyone else moves on n lives their lives. Like I'm not a person.

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The twelve year old sighs, pulling golden curls into a ponytail, she spent hours TRUDGING through the jungle, hacking through THICK VINES && LEAVES, dragging a bag along the DIRT. She'd be LUCKY this hunt, she BAGGED a rather large snake && a bird. ( For the life of her she can't remember the SPECIES'S NAME of either of the animals she'd hunted, her dad would definitely know. ) Which would last them awhile before she had to go out again.

Shifting the SLEEPING TWO YEAR OLD on her back, Debbie's THANKFUL Donnie NORMALLY sleeps like a ROCK, gun hanging loosely from her left shoulder. The blonde is DROWNING IN sweat && BUG BITES, she's starving && just wants to get back to camp. The S N A P of a twig jolts her from her thoughts, grabbing the gun && pointing it towards the noise, finger on the TRIGGER.

❝ I can, like, see you. ❞ Why was there SOMEONE ELSE here ? This was an INHABITED JUNGLE or that's what her parents said. ❝ How'd you, like, get here ? ❞ Voice flat, despite the slight EXCITEMENT of seeing another PERSON that wasn't her FAMILY, but STRANGER DANGER was drilled into her, so she's WEARY.

#○ ‖ ▏there's something dangerous about the boredom of teenage girls「 ic 」#v;; kid verse tba #fusionfall-adeline #//I been really wanting to write abt the hunting stuff n this was the perfect time lol #//but also feel free to reply if u want

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ooc;; being aroace is great, I love it. but it's also kinda lonely in a weird way. Idk how to put it into words.

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ooc;; I been watching the Wild Thornberrys w @writingtides n here's a few pics of Debs tht I love. My sweet bby gurl (*˘︶˘*).｡.:*♡

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ooc;; Because Nigel ( and later Eliza ) are far to softhearted to actually hunt. ( Nigel does teach her how to forage, ) Mariann loves animals just as much, but knows that you have to be able to survive in the world and hunting is important. Not just so you don't strave but also if they ever get stuck they know how to survive. She teaches the basics. Gun safety was the first thing Mariann taught her. Then how to clean, disassemble and reassemble a firearm when she was 4, but didn't actually let her use it until she was older. ( It was also Incase she needed to defend herself against a stranger. ) Her mom taught her to honor the animal, to thank it for feeding the family, and to minimize waste- they utilize organs, bones, hides, and fats for food, crafts, and materials. Sell what they don't eat / use. Any money they make from Debs hunts goes towards her college fund.

Her mom does go hunting, but because her job is demanding she doesn't always have time, so it often falls on Debbie to provide the food. ( When she was little her Mama was like a Lioness- powerful, brave and, smart. She still thinks so, just doesn't say it. ) The first time Debbie ( age 12 ) butchered an animal she hunted, she threw up three times, it was different than watching her mom / her mom teaching her like a science class when you dissect a frog / fish in school.

Donnie was around 2, so he would often be napping when she went hunting. She'd carry him on her back with a sling ( called a kanga, leso, or wrapper - she learned it when he family was traveling in Africa. ) She even got him noise canceling headphones so he doesn't get woken up. She's normally able to track the animal / bring it back to camp, Donnie naps for 2 hours. So that gives her time to butcher it and wash up before getting Donnie up / feed him lunch. Debbie doesn't want him to see it, even though she knows about it since he was raised feral and definitely saw other animals hunt.

Eliza doesn't like that the family hunts ( which makes sense given her powers, which after Debbie learns of it; she tries to make sure he sister doesn't have to see it. ) But Eliza is also annoyingly vocal about how hunting is wrong and eating animals is wrong, Nigel tries explaining that it's normal in the animal kingdom to eat each other and humans are animals. ( This is around the time I headcanon Eliza goes vegetarian / vegan. ) Of course, Debbie doesn't like hunting either / the grim and bloody mess of it, but knows logically that it's important.

When Debbie lives with her grandparents, she loved showing off how she can take apart and reassmble a gun in a few minutes. Grandma Thornberry was not impressed, Colonel was over the moon at how skilled his granddaughter was. He would take her to do target practice, she had impeccable aim. ( I'm going off of S3 EP3 "Horse Sense", where Debbie won an archery contest. ) So she was a natural when it came to hunting / making it painless for the animal. She does enjoy the peace and quiet though, not so much the bugs and dirt.

#○ ‖ ▏trash is talking「 ooc 」#headcanon #tw;; hunting #tw;; animal death #tw;; guns #//I've wanted to talk abt this for a long time so I hope it makes sense I tend to ramble when I get excited XD

ooc;; it's my birthday !!! I'm 34 lol my dad made me breakfast n later they're making tacos.

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DEBBIE: No I mean, I just wish . . . I wished that you liked me.

CORDELIA: Of course, I love you.

DEBBIE: But do you like me ?

CORDELIA: I want you to be the very best version of yourself that you can be.

DEBBIE: What if this is the best version ?

( I would die if someone wrote her or Nigel bc the angst would be crazy !!! But also sweet daddy-daughter moments )

#○ ‖ ▏trash is talking「 ooc 」#//this quote from Ladybird is so Debs n her grandma vibes #//I could see this happening in the first movie like maybe they talk the night b4 Eliza goes to boarding school bc it still hurt to hear #//her grandma say it was to late for her n she wants to know what's so different abt her n Eliza

ooc;; so I finally saw my pill Dr n he upped one of my meds to help w the intrusive thoughts, so hopefully tht'll help. I have D&D 2night but I do wanna try n actually write some stuff later.

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