#colteron

[pourpasserlamelancholie]

older bead art by me: Colteron Prince Ethos

[starfightertrash]

Bead art of Colteron prince Ethos and his wife(?), submitted by Kapla.

[starfighterheadcanons]

HMMMM

[sylentee]

how did you develop such a sweet tooth?

{I will answer this as the mun instead the muse because it might get a little… long.}

{I have this head canon for the Colteron (bare with me it’ll make sense in a second), that they are a bug type of humanoid alien. They work similar to bees, have a hive mind and a hierarchy with a Queen/King/Alpha that delegates orders to the rest of the hive.  However the rest of the hive maintains some sense of autonomy, specializing in different things. They would also have their own scientists, engineers, etc, because they are obviously capable of creating their own spaceships, they must be intelligent. Along with their ability to try and learn an alien language [in this case English]. I also imagined them to be rather slow in person, but significantly stronger than humans, like ants. 

Now when I created Erebus, he was a part of “volunteer” group that allowed themselves to be tested on in an effort to make super soldiers that were a combination of Colteron and human DNA. It was not entirely successful, but he was one of the few that made it through. He is very strong, but when he fights, he has a horribly wild aggression that he can’t quite control as a side effect of what he has now become. Due to this and a bunch of other reasons (one being the loss of his navigator), he’s no longer allowed to be a fighter as he was originally assigned, so he’s stuck in a navigators position (which he’s very good at, he’ll give Abel a run for his money) awaiting assignment. [I’m giving a short and sweet version, I’m writing a fan fiction all about this]

With that, he has a ton of awkward quirks that come along having some alien DNA that he sort of just accepts.  One of them being the horrible ungodly sweet tooth he has. As noted with my headcanon - the Colteron are bug types and bugs are just jazzy about sweet shit.  Sugar and glucose and all that provide energy to even the smallest of insects, so imagine what that would be like on someone 100 times their size. 

Erebus could honestly care less about how sweet something is on an emotional level, but it’s almost like a driving force in his body that he just has to have it. And if he’s stuck with this quirk, then he might as well try and enjoy it best he can? So he tries to try a bunch of different things when he can, but it can drive him to do some rather… gross and humorous things with his food. 

It can turn into something like:Brain: You gotta eat that bowl of raw sugarErebus: WhyBrain: you just gotta Erebus: I mean, alright…Brain: mix honey in it. And those jam packetsErebus: that sounds so grossBrain: but yOU GoTTA 

He really likes pineapple though which is insanely hard to get on the ship since, you know, they’re in space. Also in the military so it’s not like they get a choice on what food they have. None of that fake pineapple either.}

[asktastytahno]

hmmm...