#//she is my little goofy doofus and i adore her

[mechahero]

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This is Bell! She's a character I created for an episodic roleplay for Gem Galax.ies on another server! She currently resides at a Reef run by a Nacre who has insect inclusions within her gem and in turn, the Pearls at the Reef also have insect inclusions! The insect inclusions also affect how the Pearls look when they form and Bell here came out with wings and a nose that's thinner than the average Pearl's. She's an A-Ranked Pearl so she's above average quality. Kind of funny considering her batchmates have super cool bugs (and one who is an arachnid but it's cool bc scorpions are cool) inclusions while she is just. Mosquito. Very ironic considering her nickname comes from the Isabella Tiger Moth, as moths are cool while mosquitos usually aren't.

She's kind of annoying. Again because. Mosquito. She's basically the class clown. She at least knows how to knock it off if you tell her to. She just doesn't know when to stop before she gets ahead of herself.

#//also the insect inclusions are kind of a play on the type of pearl she is! #//she's an amber pearl and mosquitos are an insect that tend to get trapped in amber sooo it just made sense??? #//and she's annoying bc mosquitos are annoying to deal with hfbndfjgnjmsf #//she is my little goofy doofus and i adore her #//she also doesnt know how to fly #//probably for the best bc if she did she would be even more of a menace #//and she's bad enough already BHDNEJFNJSMGSFGNJM #backup log {ooc}

[himebushou]

I've basically been doing very little with my time besides watching Shaman King 2021 so phew, here are some thoughts on Episodes 10-32!

Episode 10

The bit with everybody hanging out at the inn was adorable, hee.

I LOVE BOZ THEY'RE SO FUNNY

It's odd that Yoh is already paying that much attention to "Hao" considering the name has come up once? But yeah...

Ryu comes back!! And damn, he already qualified for the main tournament?

Bason and Ren are too cute. Also, it's interesting to watch Ren's mindset change and hee, we get the showdown against Tao En!

Episode 11

Phew — Ren gets captured by his Pops and the Zoldyck vibes INTENSIFY.

I don't remember the Tao family having their own Super Sentai Squad, but hey, it tracks!

It's a bit of a shame that these battles were concluded so quickly, but it was cool to see Horohoro and Ryu's upgrades!

Can't believe Tao Rn squeezed that poor baby panda to death only for it to be resurrected as a zombie in the next scene! SHEESH!

Episode 12

This episode also went at THE SPEED OF LIGHT! I cant believe we got Jun's dramatic rescue and the whole Tao En reveal and fight in the same episode! I mean, at this speed, Ren's deep loyalty to the gang does seem a bit goofy, but hey, I'll deal!

Ryu saying, "Just what exactly do you think wavering is?" had me laughing so much, oh man.

Episode 13

How is SO MUCH happeningin EVERY EPISODE?

Yoh and the crew leave home!

They meet Hao!

They get dropped out of a plane!

They meet Lilirara, who's really cool! There's sone backstory!

They go on their way — AND THEN LILIRARA DIES???

Wild!!!!

Horohoro continues to be adorable and guh, I'm really enjoying watching the episodes dubbed... honestly, the dub iis really, really good!

Episode 14

WHEEE LYSERG THE DOOFUS IS HERE... to be honest he's a lil green Sherlock. Isn't it nice that everyone has a colour-coded Oracle Bell lol Yoh's is orange and Lyserg's is green... it's been like 15 years but I still don't know if I've forgiven him for what comes later. Whoops.

Anna is such a great character and I love how much bearing she has on the story.

New ending! And it's Iron Maiden Jeanne!!

Also, the goof with 6 years versus 8 years... Lyserg's parents definitely weren't killed 6 years ago, sheesh.

Episode 15

Okay, so this was one of the eps where the pacing was definitely painful. Anna got a (hodgepodge) version of Hao's backstory — honestly, why didn't Yohmei just tell her the whole deal if he was going to reveal so much? And then, she dealt with Hao's familiars SO QUICKLY that there was like. No threat to them at all. I was expecting more boom bang...

But she did use the 1080 beads! We love the 1080 beads!

Horohoro is just one of the best characters and I loved his upgrade, gosh. Again, we could have had a whole episode dedicated to his time with Apollo, rather than 10 mins. I also don't know HOW Ranger Bluebell knew bout him wanting to become the Shaman King since that wasn't discussed

For obvious reasons, Morphin is renamed Morphia in the dub, hue.

Episode 16

Not much that I can say about this episode (I was a bit sleepy when I watched it). Ryu is getting an upgrade — at lastl! And this episode had some of the humour I love from Shaman King: the whole bit with the vampiric guys was SO funny. "If there are only 5 in the group, why do two of them look the same?!" Yoh/Ren/Horohoro are such a darling trio.

Episode 17

/inhales

THE X-LAWS ARE HERE

WHICH MEANS MARCO IS HERE

WHICH MEANS... ERIC STUART!!!

And man I hate Marco (thought ťhe X-Laws are great villains who basically permanently impacted mine and my friends' psyches; they're a specific type of evil) but boy oh boy, it is sooo good to hear Seto Kaiba in an anime again, sobs.

Lyserg... tbh, I don't think I ever forgave his betrayal back from 2001; THERE'S STILL A PART OF ME THAT'S MAD. I wonder if I might feel differently this time around but I half-expected the little green bean to run off with the X-Laws in this very episode so I was a bit surprised when he didn't.

And then a surprise! Hao chatted to Anna and Manta and Tamao! Anna looks so cool with the sunglasses, lol. Though... I feel like Manta's being from money is largely a plot device (because how else would everyone get to the States)... but I often find this with rich/wealthy characters. sighs!

Oh, also! The Shaman King timeline is SO WHACK. Like, Ryu says to Yoh: "You forgot about me in Izumo which is when I trained to be a shaman." But here's the problem. I think Ryu only went to Izumo in the he first place to take Manta there and THEN he trained with Yohmei — but the flashback reveals that Ryu had to wait for a week to get Yohmei to train him (why is Mikihisa Like That btw) which means that. Yoh would have already been back and fighting and drawing against Ren and therefore concluding prelims in the same time that Ryu was supposedly waiting for Yohemi to train him? And yet Ryu somehow had an Oracle Bell AND qualified for the main tournament? While Ren had only completed two battles?

fudjdjd stuff like this drives me absolutely cuckoo I NEED WRITERS TO HAVE CHARTS AND TOURNAMENT TABLES AND TIMELINES AND ALL ELSE. URHFJFJD

Episode 18

JOCO!!! HEART EMOJIIIS

Anna slapping Hao with her free hand!

Mihihisa being revealed to be Yoh's dad!!

And the whole bit with Ren deciding the teams fhdjd man I am CRACKING UP!

(I rewatched some scenes in English and Japanese and wow, some of the changes are completely unnecessary fjdjd)

Episode 19

I... finally caught the Mic the Jaguar / Mic Jagger joke.

After almost 20 years.

SHEESH.

(I love Boz they're so funny fjljjd)

Episode 20

I never knew that Joco's backstory was so sad... my poor little guy...

I love how Ren pointed out that Horohoro did nothing, zero and zilch in the match dhdjd

Episode 21

Phew... to say that the X-Laws are brutal is putting it lightly... and looking at Jeanne and the way she was in this episode and knowing that she ends up with Ren is very. HUH?

I kind of can't believe just how laidback Yoh is sometimes. It kinda irritates me a tiny bit? Back in the day, I couldn't choose between Yoh, Ren and Horohoro for the Favourite Character Spot, but I'm not firmly Team Horohoro, ehe.

Poor Team Niles. Gosh.

Episode 22

Crying and sobbing... why won't Shaman King just give me. A TIMELINE? So now I discover that it's been TWO MONTHS since they were in the Patch village (???) and it's already the last battle of the first round of the tournament (???) and that Anna already taught Team Funbari Hot Springs EVERYTHING in Hao's big bad book (???) and? We didn't get to see any of that? Like I understand this decision if that's how it went down in the manga and the double OS was a major, unprecedented reveal, but if not... I LOVE A TRAINING MONTAGE. Give me these arcs...

Also, the dub's choices for which terms to leave in Japanese are messy. They use words like Onmyoji and Ultra Senji Ryakketsu, but 'Mana' replaces 'furyoku'... like I'm pretty sure the 4Kids dub used furyoku because it was a term I was v. familiar with.

Anyway, its nice to see a battle span two eps!

Episode 23

Wowee... this episode got me teary. Ryu's upgrade is NICE and Anna talking about the flexibility of Yoh's furyoku was so sweet. I also love the Icemen and their design — and it was particularly cute to see Pino and Horohoro chatting together at the end.

And then Hao's whole convo with Ren (the 4Kids dub called him Len and Yoh nicknamed him Lenny which was the cutest; gah, things I miss!) was really interesting

BUT WHY HAS YOH SOUGHT OUT LYSERG THE TRAITOR... ooft!

Episode 24

WAAAA WHAT A COOL EPISODE?

Okay, so it turns out that I was wrong about all the matches being over because this ep was HAO VS THE X-LAWS and damn, Hao using OXYGEN as his medium? That's bloody cool!!!

The OST in this ep was top tiiieeer and freaking — the X-Laws being humanised? A bit? I am SHOCKED.

Episode 25

Revelations galore... and Yohmei Tries to Commit Infanticide: Extended Edition.

Blimey. This anime is getting me so emotional.

(I love Horohoro I love what a good friend he is he is my FAVOURITE.)

Episode 26

WOW I LOVED THIS EPISODE.

The senior Asakura and Tao folks coming together to discuss Hao's bigtime book and the gang finally finding out about Yoh's origins! I got to see TAO RAN again (I love her) and freaking heck, Mikihisa is so cool? I guess jury has to be out with him a liiiittle bit because I've seen people commenting that he sucks. But. I have a major soft-spot for shounen dads (Goku, Echizen Nanjiroh, Van Hohenheim, Kurosaki Isshin...) and I reckon Mikihisa ticks cool points.

And freaking Ren! Why is everyone so cool??

Episode 27

NO TIME YO RECORD THOUGHTS MUST WATCH NEXT EP

Team Flower vs Jun / Anna / Tamao yeah!!

GOTTA SAVE REEEEN!!!

Episode 28

HOWLING

HOWLING!!

The Iron Maiden will save Ren (oh my GOSH — NOW, CERTAIN THINGS make more sense) and Yoh will be withdrawing from the tournament (?) and we got a new opening AND a new ending and Horohoro had that whole speech and buuu MY TEARS!

Episode 29

Mikihisa appears and just adopts everyone on sight and oh my gosh, the babies? Forget everyone else I want THEIR happiness and dhdhd what is this stuff about a golem?

HOW CAN I GO TO SLEEP WHEN THERE IS SO MUCH HAPPENING IN THIS ANIME

Episode 30

Ahhh we're entering a flashback! So this is what people were talking about when they kept bringing up "Osorezan Arc", huh?? YOH AND ANNA'S FIRST MEETING!

AND SHE WAS SO DISGUSTED.

Once again, the timeline is WHACK because there's really no way it can be the year 2000 at the time of the Shaman Fight unless I'm missing something huuuge... Yoh and Anna really should've been 8 when they met, not 10?

And I'm finally meeting Matamune!

But he was in the last Shaman Fight dhdhd i guess Hao couldn't have participated since he was a Patch that time but what happened at the fight 1000 years ago?

SO MANY MYSTERIIIES

Episode 31

Oh man, I can see why people were so obsessed with this arc... there is just so much emotion here from all sides: Matamune (having to defeat Hao!!), Yoh and Anna, Kino — everything.

You can see why Yoh and Anna are the dream team, wow.

Also, I looked up a timeline and I think I can make my peace with it being the year 2000 in canon... but the anime did not explain it AT ALL, which is pretty poor.

Episode 32

Wow.

Yoh and Anna are very, very special.

#shaman king #shaman king 2021 #rambles and rambles! #can't believe that this post doesn't mention amidamaru even once but he is always excellent

[queen-of-writing-bad-things]

Henry Danger Reader Insert | Captain Man x Reader: SEASON 5

Episode 24: Sister Twister Part 2

Season 5 Masterlist

How can three seconds feel like a lifetime? Because as Piper screamed her lungs out, it sure felt like it. 

Possibly the longest three seconds of (y/n)'s life as she stood there, her shattered heart pounding in her chest as she took in the messy yet shell-shocked girl. A small part of her brain clocked that her outfit was adorable, and she had to know where she got her bandana from, but the rest of it was on fire. 

Synapses fizzed and popped as she used her best brain cells to come up with an idea, an excuse, or just anything that would save their skins in this situation, but to say those three seconds felt long; she couldn't think of anything in the time, apart from the fact that her world was crumbling around her. 

Her doofus looked like he'd seen a ghost, and Henry looked like he'd died. She probably didn't look much better, and they all gawped at the girl, who eventually couldn't scream anymore as her lungs ran out of air, but that wasn't the end. How could it be? She'd discovered their secret identities, which was never supposed to have happened but had. 

Tragically, it happened, and now they were stuck because Piper would never forget the image of her older brother and friend donning that famous uniform as long as she lived, and she'd never forget the dull ache in her chest from the pure deception of it all. How could they lie to her like that?

"OH MY GOD! My brother is Kid Danger, and my second best friend is Miss Danger!" She panted, simultaneously on the verge of a heart attack and a panic attack as the sidekicks scrambled to convince her otherwise. It was futile, and Ray saw they could at least try, even in his utter heartache. 

"No, I'm—we're not! I mean, no, I—they're not! I mean, no, we're not."

"Y-yeah, who's your brother and best friend? I mean, they sound awesome, but they're not us—you should leave, like right now," (y/n) backed up Henry as they crowded around the girl, urging her to go back up the tube she came from. They had no idea how she came down in the first place, but they wanted her gone so they could forget the entire day like some terrible nightmare. 

But it was tricky when Piper caught sight of a moody Ray sauntering across the Man Cave, dragging his heels and heart behind him - she couldn't stop looking and working things out. 

"And you must be Henry's boss from Junk-N-Stuff! (y/n)'s goofy fiancé!" She yelled, pushing past her brother and friend to face the unimpressed man, who, despite the crisis, behaved remarkably calmly. Maybe it was something to do with the fact that he died a little on the inside when his lover said she hated him, but he couldn't think about that right now. Some emergencies take priority over others, and he didn't need to worry when he had everything under his control. 

"I sure am! You've got a smart sister, Henry! I see why you hang out with my sweet—with (y/n)," Ray joyfully exclaimed, an almost creepy grin plastered across his face since there was nothing to be happy about, as evidenced by him stopping himself from saying his favourite name. It didn't feel right, not when he didn't know how she truly felt. 

"Dude!"  "Captain Man!" The boy and woman hissed as they panicked, wondering why he would say that and so calmly. Did he not see the jeopardy they were in?

"Yeah, that's your brother. I'm his boss, and she's...my fiancée and your friend. Make yourself at home," Ray smiled at the girl warmly as she gazed at him, walleyed. He could still call her that, right? She was still his fiancée even after everything was said and done because she hadn't taken off the ring. Maybe he had a slight chance, a small glimmer in the hopes of getting her back. He'd tear the galaxy apart if it meant he could. 

"I will be riiiiiight back," he told them before walking off, causing his sidekicks to be suspicious of his unusually pally behaviour. 

"Wait, why are you being so calm about this? And where are you going, doo..doofus?" (y/n) called out after him as he disappeared through the sprocket, meaning he probably didn't hear how sad and lonely her tone got as her favourite name slipped out. If she could turn back time...well, she'd change a lot of things, but if there were only one thing she could do, it would be putting her hand over her past self's poxy mouth, so she didn't maim the man she loved. 

"Who else knows about this?" Piper demanded to know after the weird guy disappeared to wherever that hatch led to, turning back to those sneaks. 

Everything made sense now; Henry sneaking out, Henry sneaking in, (y/n) leaving café catchups on the pretence something was needed at that so-called store, how they never let anyone use their phones, the bruises Henry claimed to be from "boys will be boys" rough and tumble play, and how (y/n) never seemed to have anything wrong with her, no matter how often she tripped, banged her elbow or nicked her finger when cooking. 

Everything fell into place, and now that she thought about it, she should've connected the dots sooner. How many couples used the same pet names for each other as Captain Man and Miss Danger did? It was too much of a coincidence for them to be the same as plain, old (y/n) (y/l/n) and Ray Manchester's from Junk-N-Stuff. They were couple goals through and through, marking every anniversary at the same time as their heroic counterparts did, and now she felt incredibly blind. 

"Does mom know?" She asked.

"No!" "Not a chance," (y/n) rolled her eyes at the thought of spilling her secrets to Mrs Hart, but now wasn't the time for jealousy. She saw where that led her, and honestly, she never wanted to venture down that road again, even if she wasn't entirely sure if she'd be given a second opportunity. 

"Does dad know?!" Piper asked again, distraught at the possibility of their moronic father knowing and not her, especially when that man couldn't keep a secret to save her life. 

"No! They don't know, okay? And you can't tell them. You can't tell anybody about this because no one else knows," Henry told her sternly, holding eye contact so she'd understand how deep this thing went. The only problem was that after doing this for nearly five years, Henry had run into other people who'd figured out or stumbled upon his secret, so to say no one else knew was a big, fat, stinking lie - good thing Charlotte entered at the precise moment, then. 

"Henry, you and Ray have got to stop playing with the—"

"Charlotte?!" Piper cried as her other best friend entered the room from behind the secret door, having gotten over her annoyance from the boys' arrogance. She'd heard the arguing even down the corridor and didn't need to be a genius to know something had gone down, but when she saw her friend's sister standing there, a scandalised expression on her face from the den of lies she was embroiled in, the world stopped—again. 

"Piper?!" She gasped, freezing on the spot as the girl looked at her in betrayal. So, every time they cancelled on her or snuck away early from one of their cinema or coffee hangouts, it was because of this? Well, now she certainly felt lied to...by everyone she loved. 

"You said no one else knows!"

"Uhhhh...I—I don't know! I don't know anything! I just woke up here. This isn't my house! Wherrrrrre am I?" The dark-haired girl laughed nervously as she tried to blag her way out of trouble, but like Henry and (y/n), Piper wasn't buying it. She gave her a weirded-out, betrayed expression before the heroine caved, unable to mask the deception when Charlotte did such a lousy job. 

"Okay, fine, Charlotte knows...and is a terrible liar, but no one else knows about this," she grimaced, arms wrapped around herself since she needed a hug but couldn't find one. Her doofus wasn't around, not that she expected him to give her anything - it was a little late. She wished it wasn't, though, because much like Charlotte, Jasper had exceptional timing, just as she swore no one else was on the payroll. 

"Hey, Henry! The package thief was your dad!" The boy exclaimed as he burst into the room from the elevator. He saw Piper - how could he not? - but didn't pay any notice to her for a split-second because, logically, she shouldn't have been there and was probably a figment of his imagination. 

"Hey, Piper. Check out how great my fake eyebrows are—OH MY GOD, WHAT IS PIPER DOING HERE?!"

"JASPER KNOWS TOO?!" Piper gasped in horror as she beheld her brother's best friend in all his weird, annoying glory. That was the final straw; she could cope with Charlotte since it made sense that she'd be a superhero's assistant with her book smarts, but Jasper was an idiot. He couldn't be trusted with scissors, let alone arguably Swellview's best-kept secret. 

"Okay, okay, yes. Jasper knows, and so does Charlotte. But that's it!" 

"Yeah, we have all the help we need, and we can't afford to pay more people," (y/n) joked nervously as the kid next to her grew increasingly panicked.

But, of course, there was one more person in their wacky family, and as hard as it was for Ray to admit sometimes, he was like the weird, gooey stuff that kept them all together. They'd be lost without him, or at least starving since he usually repaired the auto-snacker when it broke - Schwoz, and he just had to come down the tube at the wrong moment. 

"Up the tube!" He gasped and cried when he landed, expecting a perfectly ordinary room, save for maybe a little frostiness between Ray and (y/n) since he'd heard from Charlotte that they'd bickered all day. Henry would fill them both in later, but for now, the sight of Piper spooked him enough to make him zip off upstairs again quicker than he landed, terrified at the unfamiliar face in his home. 

Bless him - he didn't mix well with strangers. 

"Was that our new neighbour from Germany?!" Piper asked incredulously as she recognised Schwoz, but she couldn't quite place him. His face was so familiar, but she could swear that he was the guy who moved in on their road on Henry's birthday, complete with his lederhosen and a funny German accent. But then again, he looked like so many other people. 

"Well..."

"'Cause he also looks like our Italian plumber!" She exclaimed, joining the dots, although not as quickly as she would've liked. Now that she thought about it, a lot of weird shit had happened in her life, specifically over the last five years or so, and whenever it did, that guy was usually there...as well as someone else. 

"Funny story..."

"And the guy who fell through our ceiling landed on top of me!"

"Okay, yes! He's all of those people, all right? And probably some other guys I can't remember right now!" Henry confessed in exasperation, fed up with all the interrogating, so he gave in. There was no point in denying it; even with his clever disguises, Schwoz always looked vaguely the same underneath the makeup and costumes, so he was surprised it had taken this long to expose it. However, some of him wished they'd had a little more time. 

"Then that means..." Piper gasped as Henry paused to take a call from Schwoz, who thought it best to phone since he locked eyes with the Hart girl. Maybe they hadn't noticed, or perhaps they'd been hit on the head and forgotten the rules—he didn't know, but for sure, he knew they had a big problem. 

"You're Phalange!" Piper exclaimed as she snapped her head too (y/n), who suddenly became all shy and fidgety at being called out with her favourite fake name. There were so many Phalanges, and again, now that she thought about it, Piper realised that it was too big a coincidence that they all seemed to revolve around Captain Man, Miss Danger and Kid Danger. 

"Inspector Phalange, who shot an alien off my face. Miss Phalange, the supply teacher, turned up to school for two days and then disappeared. Phalange The Clown, at my friend's birthday party! Selina Phalange, who swore she wasn't in love with Captain Man!"

"Technically speaking, I was still in denial back then...I wasn't even Miss Danger yet," the woman laughed nervously as Piper got closer and closer, tears springing in her eyes at the thought of her friend being there throughout her life, only to have her hold out on something so important. And she thought she, Charlotte and (y/n) told each other everything - the only genuine friends she'd ever had. 

"You lied to me..."

"We never meant to hurt you, Piper. This is just how it has to be. No one else is supposed to know," the woman gave her younger friend a guilty look before settling on a kind smile. She could name a handful of people who deserved to know what they did, starting with her parents and, begrudgingly, Henry's too, since they could theoretically die at any moment - superpowers or no superpowers. 

But these were Ray's rules, and in all fairness, they were pretty smart and kept everyone safe most of the time, which was why he was so strict about them. 

"Oh, great! Everybody's here! Say, does anyone else have any secrets they wanna share with Henry's little sister before I turn on the old fun stick?!" He asked pleasantly as he waltzed into the room like all was right in the world. If that wasn't disturbing enough, his helpers and sidekicks saw what he held in his hands and felt their mouths drop open in horror - the Memory-Wiper. 

That could only mean one thing, and it wasn't fun. 

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Henry gawped at his boss in shock and disgust as he took in the cruel device in all its grotesque glory, wondering why he'd think it was okay even to contemplate wiping his baby sister's brain. Sure, she'd accidentally stumbled on their greatest secret, and sure, she was an absolute brat who made his life hell sometimes, but she was still his sister. And because of that, he couldn't imagine life without her. 

"What's a fun stick?" Piper questioned curiously, straying too close to the trigger-happy hero for her brother and friend's liking. It wasn't her fault - everything was so new, strange and shiny in the Man Cave - but still, they shielded her when the boss got overzealous and all too eager to blast her in the face. 

"Oh, well, why don't you just stare down the barrel right here, and I'll show you!"

"Dude! You can't wipe my sister's memory!" Henry exclaimed angrily as he cut in between the man and girl, with (y/n) ushering Piper to a safe distance since she'd instead let herself get wiped. It wasn't entirely selfless as it sounded, though; a small part of her wanted to forget what she'd said and done because she'd said and done them and was now living with the painful consequence of Ray never looking her in the eye again. 

"Yeah, not without a Memory-Wiper. I wonder where I can find—oh, look! Here's one right here!" Ray joked, holding it up, so it was shoved into Henry's face. Piper watched the interaction with horror and felt a shiver run down her spine at the thought of Captain Man tricking her like that - y'know, he wasn't coming across as sweet, goofy and adorable as (y/n) gushed he was. 

"Nobody is wiping my memory!" She protested, but that wasn't good enough for the resident doofus. 

"Mmm, agree to disagree—" he said stoically and stepped forward with his finger on the trigger. Upon hearing his sister's scream, Henry got in a flash, wrestling with his boss to push away the memory-wiper before its tip reached her forehead. Ray was determined to finish the job, regretful but confident that there was no other alternative to ensure their survival, but his sidekick fought harder, knowing that his strength would decide if he had a sister after this or a walking vegetable. 

"This is gonna happen!"

"No way, dude!"

"Let go of it! This is not a stinking daycare!" They grunted, screamed and strained to push and pull it away, Piper joining her brother to save her skin as Charlotte, Jasper and (y/n) looked on, petrified. They could've intervened, but there were so many hands everywhere it was impossible to find an opening and too dangerous to try and separate them. 

In all the confusion, no one knew whose finger it was; just that one second, the memory-wiper was an inactive dud and the next, the eerie, green glow emitted from the plunger-like end, radiating in waves and disappearing into the air between the kids and hero. 

"Be careful!" (y/n) shouted, her tummy sensing danger at the sight of them activating the device, and her heart lurched for her lover, but it appeared as though no one got hit since they were still fighting with everything they had. It's not like they were listening anyway, too focused on the brawl until it was too much for the brother-sister duo - they were going up against Captain Man's infamous strength, after all. 

Henry and Piper fell to the floor with a gasp and grunt, leaving Ray standing on his lonesome with the Memory-Wiper still clutched to his chest and a blank stare on his face. Maybe he'd finally realised the despicable nature of his actions and given up as he dropped the weapon, leaving it to lie on the floor as (y/n) rushed to see if the teens were all right. 

"Oh god, are you both okay? Did it wipe your memory?" She gasped as she held their cheeks for a few seconds to look them in the eye and scan for any injuries. They seemed recollective and responsive, faces twinging in familiarity as they saw her kind face and felt her soft hands - all good signs. 

"I don't think so!" Piper breathed out as she looked at her friend, relieved that she remembered her as a friend, before turning to her brother. "Did it wipe yours?"

"I'm okay. I know who I am—are you okay?" Henry nodded, images of his childhood, favourite TV show, celebrity crush and last night's dinner flashing in his mind. Okay, good, everything was still there; what a relief. 

Satisfied with his memory, everyone looked at Ray as he stood there solemnly, looking like any average joe in bright red and blue spandex, and when called upon, he looked at them with the same normality - not a smile or frown to be seen, just neutrality. 

"I'm okay," he replied gingerly, looking from the small one to the medium one to the long, skinny one as they stared at him intently, and for a moment, everything seemed okay, even if Captain Man didn't sound as okay as he usually did. They breathed a sigh of relief, thinking they'd encountered a close brush with losing their memories forever, but things turned ugly. Really ugly. 

"But who are you, people? And who am I?—" Ray asked dopily, looking from the ones near the computer to the others near the metal slidey shiny thing. 

Everyone felt the colour drain from their faces as he fell to the floor, suddenly wondering why the sticky, pole things connected to his other bits suddenly wouldn't do what he wanted them to. It was weird; he felt the innate urge to breathe, talk, blink, swallow and stand but couldn't for a second—as if his mind had been reset. 

"No...no, no, no!" (y/n) breathed out in panic, feeling a goddamn anxiety attack coming on as she watched the man she loved collapse like a limp noodle - his noodle completely useless since that damn machine must've hit him the scuffle. There was no time to feel guilty about whose fault it was, be it those who initiated the attack or those who did nothing to stop it, because, in one tragic accident, her world fell around her. 

He couldn't have forgotten. There was no way he'd forget the Man Cave or Captain Man - they were his entire life. 

He couldn't forget Schwoz - he was his favourite weirdo in the whole world. 

He couldn't forget the kids - he loved them like they were his brothers and sister, or maybe as if they were his own. 

He couldn't forget her - despite her stupid mouth, she'd given him the best twelve years and, more importantly, they had an entire lifetime in front of them, or at least, that had always been her plan. 

He couldn't forget everything - there was so much left to say and do. 

"So...we're all just going to gloss over the fact Henry's dad is the package thief?" Jasper asked the group, timing his question poorly since, yes, they were going to ignore that fact because, for one, Mr Hart was no thief, two, they'd caught the real one; and three, their leader, the writer of their paychecks, and (y/n)'s soulmate was currently laying on the floor with mush for brains. 

"We're past that!"

"Just not now, Jasper," the heroine told him weakly, too grief-stricken to care about any petty complaints as she, Henry and Charlotte rushed to Ray's side. Her hands grasped his tunic from behind, and she felt his body for any injuries, which was dumb, but no one said anything when they saw how her fingers shook and how tears dropped from her eyes without her realising it. 

As she patted his face, begging him to wake up so she could confirm or deflect her worst nightmares, the tubes sounded, and Schwoz dropped down again, having been called back by Henry to solve the Piper problem, which paled in insignificance compared to this. 

"Oh, she's still here," the genius gasped once he landed and saw Piper smack bang in the middle of the room, and as per the security protocols, he tapped his pocket to get away, thinking the heroes would sort it out and they'd prefer fewer faces on the scene. "Up the—"

"Wait, Schwoz! We have a problem," Henry stopped him before he could zoom off, and the small man instantly heard the terror in his voice. He slapped his pocket again, and the tube raised, allowing him to step out and trot down the stairs toward the group. He assumed it was about Piper because it wasn't the first time he'd seen Ray on the floor with his sweet girl hovering over him. 

"I know. Your sister found out you're Kid Danger."

"No, no, no, we have a bigger problem than that," the boy told him, eyeing his fallen friend and sighing as he saw (y/n) desperately shaking his body and telling him to wake up. 

"She's secretly a supervillain and has come to kill us all?" Schwoz speculated, proving that he had a wild imagination for such a brilliant and logical mind, but maybe that was how he came up with all those incredible inventions. 

"Okay, smaller than that," Henry rolled his eyes but felt a tiny flicker of hope when he watched his boss crack open his eyes and look around the room curiously. With a bit of help from the nice, soft, squishy one with the cute furry stuff on the top of her head, he was able to make it to his knees like a newborn lamb - shaky at first but soon able to hold himself up; she gave him a watery smile. 

"She accidentally erased Ray's memory," Charlotte explained, causing Schwoz to gasp loudly and look at the couple. He'd wondered why (y/n) looked so distraught but put it down to the fact they'd been arguing all day. This made much more sense, and like Henry, he felt for her, understanding the pain of losing your soulmate even when he was in your arms. 

"Because he was trying to erase mine!" Piper interjected, wanting to raise the point that whilst Captain Man forgetting everything, including his childhood, job, family, friends and future, was awful, he had been terrible in the first place, so technically, he was to blame. At least, that made her feel less guilty as she side-eyed (y/n), who held back tears. 

"Who's this Ray guy? He sounds terrible," the hero grimaced as he eavesdropped on their conversation. A funny, almost childlike frown etched itself onto his face as he peered around the group, deeming each figure familiar, but his brain felt too fuzzy to concentrate, and whenever he looked at a person for more than five seconds, his head hurt too much to bear. 

So, he settled on looking at the gentle soul who helped him up, the one whose hands refused to leave his flappy, noodle, grabber thing—arm? Arm. She held it to her body like she was afraid she'd lose any more of him if she let go, but he looked at her so serenely. It was strange; nothing hurt when he looked into her wide, bright eyes; more like his middle part felt all fluffy and light, like something fluttered inside it. He'd stick with her - she made sense of the madness in his mind. 

"He's not, trust me," she told him in an angelic voice, soothing his aching mind like a balm for his soul. (y/n) knew she had to remain calm, knowing from her experience as Miss Danger around terrified children that confused, frightened people needed reassurance and leadership, so she took it upon herself to look after him like any good person would—like any good wife. 

But, dear God, no one could've prepared her for the pain of seeing him look at her like she was a total stranger. She was in a way; he didn't remember them meeting, her first day on the job, their first kiss, their first fight, the first time he saw her naked, the first time she saw him cry. He didn't remember getting down on one knee. In that instance, she knew she'd rather lose him than have him forget her - anything to keep their memories alive. 

"Schwoz, how does the Memory-Wiper even work on Ray? He's indestructible," Jasper asked, on the ball for once since he made an excellent point. The guy couldn't be harmed, hurt or injured, so it didn't make sense for his memories to disappear. 

"I specifically built the Memory-Wiper to use highly volatile micro-electrons that are small enough to move through even Ray's densitised brain cells," the genius stated as he whipped out a stick-like device from his back pocket and began scanning the hero's head, which spooked him to no end as the small, hairless one entered his personal space. 

He leaned into (y/n)'s, and she instinctively shushed his whimpering, holding him tight as Schwoz did what he had to do—although his past actions pissed her off. 

"Why the hell would you do that, Schwoz?!" She cried, thinking he'd shot them all in the foot by exploiting a weakness that could've been avoided.

"I wanted to see if I could. And I could!" He replied, looking half-guilty and half-smug from thinking about how they all said it was impossible, except for him. But watching the woman look back at her lover, who didn't flinch at all at the sight of tears in her eyes, made him tone it down. Rubbing it in her face was just cruel. 

"Who is this guy?" Piper asked as Ray unsteadily got to his feet, leaning on the nice, soft one for support. He felt like one of those new brown things with four moving sticks and the big listening flaps—deer? Deer. 

He felt like a newborn deer as he took his first steps for the second time in his life, and as much as she wanted to, she resisted helping him anymore, not wanting to smother him since she'd practically given up the right to do. And besides, he wasn't going far; apparently, the supercomputer was fascinating to him, what with all the shiny buttons and nobs, so he went to play with it, which probably wasn't very safe, but she didn't have the heart to tell him off. 

"He's the guy that fixes everything and talks funny," Henry replied, not caring if he offended the guy, 'cause that was a pretty accurate description of Schwoz - quite an honour if you asked him. 

"Well, if you can fix everything, can you fix him?" Piper asked, looking at Captain Man as he plopped his butt on the computer seat and then looking at (y/n) as her sorrowful eyes followed him. The girl had never thought about it before, but now that she did, she realised how much that big idiot meant to her friend and how lost she looked without him - just how deep their love ran was something she'd learn later. 

"You bet your hootie-spaghootie I can!" Schwoz nodded firmly with his bizarre words, also feeling the strong urge to help his boss no matter what since he'd been there from the start. He didn't care what was going on between them; Ray and (y/n) had to stay together forever because if they didn't, it meant love was a lie. 

"Was that a yes?"

"You badoink your bottom it was!" He spouted more gibberish at them as they doubted his skills, prompting further confusion from the kids as Ray got comfy in the...whatever the squishy thing for his squishy thing was. To prove his worth to them, Schwoz would need time and space, so he gestured for them to shift as he prepared to blow their minds. 

"Everyone out of the way!"

"Weren't you also the trebuchet guy?" Piper asked as the other cleared the floor as instructed, albeit with a touch of bellyaching since he hadn't given them a reason why. The small girl had so much to catch up on, recalling that fateful day when her brother broke his arm - that lying piece of filth - and how the other two "actors" must've been Captain Man and Miss Danger. Wow, everything made so much sense now, yet at the same time, it didn't. 

"There's a microscopic navigational capsule in the middle of the floor," he told them, hinting that it was vital for them to get out of the way since he didn't want anyone getting hurt. Behind him, the hero began to assume himself by pressing everything he saw before him, wondering what all the shiny buttons and flashing lights did when he flicked and twisted them. 

"Hey...look with your eyes, not your hands, doofus," (y/n) told him gently as she came over and grabbed his hands, pointing to them and his eyes, so he knew what she was talking about. Her fingers brushed down his face, and Ray felt his heart quicken at the featherlight touch, curious as to why this person could make him feel so alive and special. He did as she asked, smiling proudly when she mumbled "well done" and went to stand with the others, prompting him to stand up too. 

It was the strangest feeling, but he wanted to go everywhere she went and did whatever she did. Things made sense when she was there to guide him. 

"A what in the middle of the where now?" Henry questioned, feeling utterly puzzled by all the technical jargon, unlike his vegetable of a boss, as he sloped away from the supercomputer to be part of whatever they were doing. 

"A microscopic navigational capsule. It's on the floor. It's just too small for you to see it," Schwoz told him, taking Ray's place so he could use the controls properly, not blindly play with whatever made the best beep. As he connected to the capsule, Ray strolled across the floor, marvelling at his newfound ability to use his poles and how easy it was to put one foot in front of the other—right into the path of the capsule. 

"Oh, doofus, watch out—" (y/n) tried to warn him, scolding herself for not holding his hand when she left him. It wasn't as though she wanted to cling to him (a filthy, dirty lie), but someone had to look after him in this state, and her heart wept for it to be her - penance for what she'd done and her untold duty. 

But she was too late. Schwoz activated the tiny capsule to grow to a gigantic size—big enough for a person to fit inside. Sadly for Ray, however, he strayed a little too close, and as the ship inflated, the protruding metal shoved him across the room, launching his poor, unsuspecting body into the air until all he could do was shout in terror and endure the rough landing. Ouch.

"Oh my god, doofus, are you all right?!" The heroine cried as she hurried around the couch and knelt by his side, her need to care and protect him running high in his forgetful state. She couldn't imagine what it was like for him, forgetting that he had a superpower as the landing set his every nerve on fire with agony, and all she could do was watch as the kids smirked at the sight - some things never change. 

"Oh, god, I'm dead, lady! Oh, it hurts so bad! I—" Ray groaned and screamed Bloody Mary as he writhed in the arms of the caring one, and behind the pain, he was secretly glad that he got to be with her in his final moments. Everything hurt so much, from his noodles to his "hands" and "eyes" and moving poles, but when the pain was at its worst, it vanished - faded away until he felt better. 

"Oh, actually, I'm fine now," he grinned goofily, utterly baffled by this strange ability, and he'd never looked cuter to (y/n) as she smiled at his innocent joy. They were a sight for sore eyes - lost and confused but still so in love. Everyone could see that. 

"Yeah. You're indestructible," Charlotte told him as she and the others walked over to the cute couple, and what she said was fantastic news to Ray. 

"I am?!" He gasped as the lovely lady helped him to his feet again, even though he could manage perfectly fine, "do you know what this means?!"

"Well, you're densitised, so it means—"

"I could be a super-criminal!" Ray exclaimed over Henry as the poor boy tried to tell him about his daring adventures as the city's greatest crimefighter. Not the other way around; Captain Man swore to honour and protect because being mean and violent wasn't his style. "I could rob banks, and nobody could ever stop me!"

"No, no, no, no, bad!" (y/n) told him firmly as he giggled to himself as he pictured all the mischief he'd get up to as a robber. He'd get to wear striped sweaters and baggy trousers and throw a sack over his shoulder as he sloped out the front with his ill-gotten gains. 

However, when the nice lady gave him that stern look and pointed her finger at him, calling him out as having done wrong, his giggles dried up because, for the strangest reason, he couldn't stand the thought of being her bad books. 

"Schwoz, just tell us how to un-break Ray's brain...before (y/n) has a mental breakdown," Jasper instructed the genius, whispering the last part so the woman wouldn't hear anything as she dealt with her lover. She was holding up for now, but they could all see her resilience hanging by a thread - losing Ray wasn't an option, and she'd never get over it. 

"We need to reset it. Then, he'll get his memories back," Schwoz replied as he dived onto the front of the capsule and pulled himself up, too small to climb up. Meanwhile, the dopey hero found a new way to amuse himself that wouldn't upset the pretty lady; he focused on his newfound ability, karate-chopping his limbs to see if they'd break, and surprisingly, they didn't. 

"How do we reset someone's brain?"

"Yeah, is there like an on-off switch somewhere?" The teens asked, assuming the task would be complex and challenging to understand - much like the human brain - but they'd hit the nail on the head with their guessing. 

"Yes, on his hippocampus," Schwoz nodded, causing them to scoff since the word sounded so silly, much like something he'd say when cursing in his native language. 

"Is that one of your made-up words like badoink or potpourri?" Jasper laughed with Henry, causing Charlotte to frown since he'd contradicted himself with the second term. Sure, it sounded strange, but he wouldn't say that when the stuff made his house smell nice. 

"Potpourri is a real word."

"Yeah, right."

"Stop it," the boys scoffed again as she tried to educate them, so in the end, the girl rolled her eyes and left it, too concerned with their problem to care about their stupidity or inability to learn. 

"Hip—Hippocampus is also a real word. It's a part of your brain, deep inside your skull, that helps with learning and memory. Damaging it can lead to memory loss, as we see here with—with Exhibit Doofus," (y/n) explained as she struggled to control her childlike lover, who'd taken to thumping his fists against his chest to see if the dull ache disappeared as the massive pain did earlier. He wouldn't bruise or anything, but it was distressing for her to see, as was admitting out loud, that he'd forgotten everything, including his love for her. 

"Now, we need someone to enter this capsule, get shrunk down and injected into Ray's head. Then, pilot the capsule to his brain and deliver an extremely high voltage electrical shock directly onto his hippocampus," Schwoz carried on, detailing his intricate and elaborate plan to the baffled kids, who had no idea what he'd just said apart from the vague notion that they were going to go inside their boss' head. Right, fun; at least there wouldn't be much in there, just capes, (y/n), food, (y/n), tight shirts, (y/n), his muscles, oh, and (y/n). 

"Yeouch—I'd hate to be this Ray guy..." the doofus in the room winced as he heard this plan, and like the smaller, younger ones, he had no idea what any of it meant, but his slowly learning brain didn't like the sound of it. Electiddly sounded painful, and it was a slightly awkward moment since no one wanted to tell him the truth. 

"I'll have to introduce you two someday," (y/n) joked as she patted his arm, and that was enough to leave Ray satisfied that he'd done something right since she was smiling—even if her smiles always seemed a little...sad. 

He could never hate being who he was because Ray Manchester always came with (y/n) (y/l/n). Any guy would be lucky to have her; even with his memory gone, a small part of Ray gravitated towards her in search of its match. Everything would be fine; it had to be because when all was said and done, the world couldn't rest if two of its soulmates lost their way. 

~

Twenty minutes later, things progressed in an orderly fashion. Henry and Jasper's task was to go over the ship and prepare it for the long journey to Ray's brain, an essential job since their care would decide if the pilot lived or died. 

Piper floated around the room, feeling slightly awkward and useless since no one gave her a job, but she tried to fit in anyway. 

Charlotte, Schwoz and (y/n) oversaw the technical side of things, standing/sitting at the supercomputer as the latter kept a close eye on her doofus. 

Speaking of the doofus, she'd placed him on the couch, figuring he couldn't do any harm there and told him firmly to keep his butt on the cushioned bench and amuse himself whilst she did something important. 

Ray didn't know what that meant, but he was determined to make her proud despite the ache in his chest when she turned her back on him. He didn't know what the thump-thump thing was in there, but he wanted to claw it out, hating how it flip-flopped between soaring and shattering whenever she appeared and left, but that thought led to him amusing himself, as instructed. 

Although, (y/n)'s idea of him keeping himself entertained involved twiddling his thumbs or marvelling at the texture of his hair, not zapping himself every five seconds with the laser controller she'd forgotten to confiscate from his belt. 

"Ow!... I'm allll right!" He yelped before smirking, loving how the searing pain disappeared after a few seconds as the others smiled sadly at how he got his signature catchphrase wrong. 

"Ow!...No more pain!" The second time wasn't so cute; more disturbing for his friends to watch as he zapped his tummy to see what would happen, creating some macabre freak show in the background as they worked. 

"Ow! Guys, I really am indestructible!"

"We know!" They all groaned as he suffered from shooting himself in the eye, only to see crystal-clear a few blinks later. Henry and Jasper weren't particularly interested in his self-inflicted wounds, preferring to focus on the brain submarine, so nothing went wrong, but (y/n) couldn't stand his cries of pain - they called to her soul and her inner caretaker. 

"Hey, are you guys indestructible too?" Ray gasped as the thought came into his head, and he didn't see anything wrong with finding out, so he pointed the strange, glowing box thing at his...social associate people—friends? Friends. They all hit the deck when they glanced up and saw the laser aimed at them, terrified of getting hit since, unlike him, they wouldn't last long if he put a hole in them, meaning (y/n) intervening was greatly appreciated. 

"Why don't I hang onto this for a while?" She suggested as she stepped over and gently took the device from his fingertips, giving him her best smile if he decided to throw a tantrum. However, in all his forgetfulness or best recollection, Ray didn't have it in him to ignore a grin like that, so he happily handed over the shooty thing since it was what she wanted, vaguely recognising his instinct to provide for her no matter what. 

"Sure thing..."

"Okay, I need a few more minutes to set the electric pulse inducer. Charlotte, keep plotting a course to the hippocampus. (y/n), put Ray down and help her," Schwoz instructed the girls, one of who nodded diligently as the other rolled her eyes and muttered an "okay" begrudgingly. She didn't like being seen like that or the idea of leaving Ray to his own devices, but if it helped to get his old self back, then she'd do it - anything to stop him from looking at her so blankly. 

"Henry!"

"Yeah?"

"Get inside the capsule," he then ordered the kid, who nodded firmly since he was the only one who could physically do the mission. (y/n) had the skills, but everyone agreed that it was best she stayed in the Man Cave since she was the only one who knew how to calm Ray down and keep him behaving. It was high praise since they were now strangers, but everyone knew better; strangers, their butts. 

"Let's stay frosty, people. We got an important job here, and I want this guy's memory back in forty-five minutes tops—you got me?" Piper announced to the hardworking crew, who gave her a puzzled look as she started barking orders as if she was one of them. Not to sound rude, but Piper was an unfortunate accident and hadn't found her place in the Man Cave yet, even if she was trying her best, which rubbed her brother in the wrong way. 

"Uh, no..."

"Let's go, people! We are on a mission here!"

"Yeah, we're on a mission. Not you," he told her flatly as he sat on the hood of the capsule, his face bored and unchanging since Piper was in the one place she couldn't run her mouth and boss everyone around. She was bottom of the pecking order, perhaps not even part of it; (y/n) was the leader in this situation since she held the most authority, not that she'd ever come close to shouting and clapping her hands like that.

"Excuse me?" The girl frowned, thinking she'd misheard him since the statement was so rude. 

"You're not part of the team," Jasper told her as Ray mooched around the room, wandering over to the lovely lady with the pretty word-hole and "eyes". She looked up to see him gazing curiously at what she was doing, fixated on every tap of her fingers against the console, and gave him a small smile, making the man feel all gooey inside. 

"But you are?!" Piper scoffed, looking at her brother's idiotic friend with his stupid hair and lack of eyebrows. Oh yeah, he must've been a big help to Captain Man and his sidekicks with his many skills, talents and not irksome personality. 

"Of course I am! Yo, yo, yo, what's my job, (y/n/n)?" The boy called out, causing the woman to stop internally fawning over her sweet lover and turn around to give him a sheepish look. Well, that was a tricky question because, honestly, Jasper was, in the best way possible, slightly redundant. He acted as the sales assistant upstairs, but anyone could do that, and there wasn't much left for him to do after that since he wasn't bright like Charlotte and couldn't fight like Henry. 

"Um...you're lovable, I guess?" She offered and gave him the same smile she had with Ray when taking the laser. Watching her every move, the man felt grumpy when he saw it directed at the other boy and immediately decided that he'd prefer it if she only looked at him like that. He wanted that smile all to himself, forever tucked away into his thump-thump. 

"...Thank you?" He replied, sounding unsure since it took her a good seven seconds to think of something, so he turned to his best friend instead, sure that he'd come up with something better since he knew him better, "Henry? What's my job?"

"I need you to take Piper home," the boy said dryly, prompting outrage and disappointment in the two since they were both enjoying themselves and eager to do something useful. 

"What?!" "Can I have a new job?" They exclaimed in tandem, but Henry wasn't budging on this one. He couldn't concentrate with his sister under his feet, and Jasper was the only one sitting around, doing nothing. 

"Jasper's taking you home."

"Why?!"

"I'd also like to know why." Surprisingly, the teen remained remarkably calm, unlike the girl who practically screeched at his betrayal. Not only was it terrible to send her away from the literal Man Cave of Wonders, but to deem him her supervisor was downright cruel - Jasper wasn't known for his conversational skills. 

"You're not on the team, Piper. You wiped my boss's memory right after he and (y/n) had a really bad fight, and I need you to get out of here so I can fix it—them. Okay? Go," Henry told her, brushing over the gory details since (y/n) became quiet and tearful enough to mention what she'd said and done, but Piper got the gist of it. She'd thought she seemed distant but hadn't placed her finger on the root cause.

"Not my favourite mission..." Jasper winced as his ward threw her head back and groaned. With them arguing, Charlotte and Schwoz busy, and (y/n) mentally beating herself up for hurting a decent man, no one noticed Ray sneaking out through the secret door. He stumbled upon it by pure chance, having pressed a button right under Charlotte's nose, and to his amazement, the flap opened and led to somewhere else. 

He just had to go check it out, even if his heart told him not to stray too far from the pretty one because she was safe, soft and warm, and the corridor was possibly dangerous, dark and cold. But he persevered and went for it, stumbling down the long ...thing and touching whatever took his fancy, making mental notes on what to show the nice one since his adventure might make her do the smiley thing again.   

"Just keep your mouth shut, okay? We'll talk later," Henry pointed a stern finger at his sister, who growled but moved her butt anyway, heading for the elevator with Jasper close behind her. 

"Hey, wanna hear a really long story about how I found out Henry was Kid Danger?" He offered her, thinking he might as well use the time to catch her up on everything that had happened since he'd arrived in the Man Cave, and nothing was more remarkable than that fateful evening when all was revealed. At least, it was like that in his mind. 

"Nope!"

"It all just kinda happened..." It was going to be a very long walk home, and no sooner than they stepped into the lift, Piper began dreaming about what it would be like to ditch that loser...

"So, what happens after I get this capsule and you shrink it down?" Henry asked Schwoz now that they were alone. The peace gave him a chance to think and decompress for his upcoming mission, and he'd need his best concentration to go into Ray's head and not fuck up anything in there. (y/n) would never forgive him. 

"We inject the capsule into Ray's head, and you pilot it toward his brain," Schwoz replied, which sounded easy enough; the only problem was, as Henry sketched a rough plan in his mind, that the critical subject seemed to be absent, both mentally and physically. 

"Okay..." "Where's Ray?" Schwoz queried as he glanced around the room and saw no evidence of his friend's red and blue uniform, just that of (y/n) and Henry's. Upon hearing that, everyone looked up and around the place, thinking he'd be exploring the glowing pipes or fiddling with (y/n)'s hair since it all fascinated him now, but he was nowhere to be seen. 

"What? Where'd he go?" The heroine breathed out, a stab of panic going through her chest when she realised he wasn't hovering around her anymore. Dammit, she told him to sit still, but what did she expect? Even with all his memories, he couldn't stay in one place for more than five minutes.

"I thought you were watching him!" Henry looked at her in worry, not meaning to paint her as the guilty party, but that's how she felt. She'd sworn to look after him and make up for breaking his heart, and now, he'd wandered off to God knows where doing God knows what. Some guardian angel she was. 

"I was helping Charlotte plot a course like Schwoz told us to!" She replied sharply, growing all defensive so she wouldn't have to own up to the fact that her man-sized toddler had gone walkabout But, luckily for her, it seemed like no one wanted to accept the blame since it would land them in trouble. 

"Well, can't you do that and both watch him at the same time?" The boy frowned at the girls, who decided to join forces in solidarity between women and fight back against his speculation. If he was so concerned, why didn't he watch the man-child? After all, it's not like he was busy. 

"Well, can't you do nothing and watch him at the same time?" Charlotte hissed, squaring up to her friend so neither saw how (y/n) was growing more and more distraught. She didn't mean to lose him, honest she didn't, like how she didn't mean to say those wicked things or mean for him to get hurt, or mean for any of this to time. 

"Okay, okay, okay! Let's not argue! Let's just find Ray now, and we'll figure out whose fault it is later," Schwoz told them, taking over as the voice of reason in a rare occurrence. He wasn't one for calling the shots or thinking with a level head, but the more they argued, the lower Ray's chances of coming back slipped, so he needed them to focus. However, the only problem was that no one was blameless at the end of the day, and the burden of guilt rested heavily on someone's shoulders. 

"It's mine, though, isn't it? It's my fault he's gone," (y/n) sniffed as they gathered around, her arms curled around her waist as she accepted all wrongdoing. Charlotte was the one in the chair, so it had been her job to watch Ray at the same time; therefore, it was her fault he'd wandered off, and dear God, it sucked knowing how many times she'd screwed up that day. 

"What? No, no, no, (y/n). You can't do two things at once, and besides, everyone knows you would never mean to put him in harm's way," Henry quickly soothed her, his hand resting warmly on her back as the others agreed. She had many other things to think about, as well as her doofus, and they hated seeing her beat herself up like that. If anything, the hero couldn't have gone far, so there was no need to worry so much - if that were the only thing bothering her. 

"But I did, though. I was so stupid and pigheaded, and now he's gone, and I might never get him back!" She cried, rubbing her moist cheeks until her face was a puffy, streaky mess of smudged mascara and sticky tears. The thought terrified her; the idea that their love story's final chapter could end as a tragedy with her as the villain - it wasn't supposed to be like this, and Henry was determined to tell her otherwise. 

"We're gonna get him back." He told her firmly, Schwoz and Charlotte nodding furiously as she sniffed and looked at the kid, who put his hands on her shoulders to look her in the eye. He was confident, steady and strong, ready to do anything to save his boss, but she seemed so fragile and helpless that it made him wonder when she'd gotten so small. 

"But what if we don't? What if, for whatever reason, we can't get his memories back and the last thing we did was fight? What if I can't ever apologise for what I did? What if I have to live with the fact that the last thing I ever said was that I hate him?" She proposed, breathing laboured as she worked herself up with the idea of being stuck in this nightmare forever. Schwoz and Charlotte shared a puzzled glance at her words, but one look from Henry told them he'd explain later once everything calmed down. 

She wouldn't keep Ray here forever, should the worst happen. They'd teach him everything they could, then send him out into the world to let him build a new life where everything he'd planned in his old one would never happen. It didn't seem real that that could be a possibility for them, and it made her shudder in Henry's arms as he wrapped her in a tight hug, intent on showing her he wouldn't let that happen. 

"Hey, now cut that out. We all say stupid stuff when we're angry, but it doesn't mean you love him any less, and Ray knows that. Or, at least, he knows it somewhere," the kid told her gently but in a way that left no room for arguing. It was strange to hear him so severe since he usually gagged whenever talking about their love, but he truly cared, and that was enough to make her smile. 

"Come on, yeah, that's it. There's that smile—dry your tears before that dummy sees your tears, sweet girl," the kid joked, and she released a breathy laugh. 

"He's not a dummy. He's a doofus."

"And it's not your fault he can't sit still to save his life," Henry finished kindly, just as she dried her eyes with the back of her sleeve, feeling much better, thanks to her precious family. Give it enough time, Ray would probably get (y/n)-sick and find his way back to her anyway, but in the meantime, Charlotte had a perfect idea, and it would benefit them all. 

"Let's blame Jasper!" She suggested with a mischievous grin, making everyone giggle at how mean yet genius it was. The poor kid always got the short end of the stick, but what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him - for now - so they readily agreed. 

"Yes! Okay, everybody in," Kid Danger said as he hovered his hand in the middle of the group so they could pile them up in some strange vow to pin everything on the weird kid so they wouldn't get into trouble later on. "Jasper's fault on three—one, two three!"

"Jasper's fault!" They chanted, palms stacked on top of each other before they threw them into the air. Feeling refreshed and lighter than ever, the four split off in different directions, heading for the secret door, sprocket, behind the tubes, and every other nook or cranny that could fit Captain Man. Teamwork makes the dream work, and he wasn't exactly difficult to spot, so they'd have him back in no time. 

That is if his heart didn't find its way back to (y/n) before they did. 

~Thirty minutes later~

That was tedious. Ray, on his wibbly-wobbly legs, hadn't made it all that far in the end - merely down the corridor and into a junk room. It wasn't so much him falling over that hindered his pace, but more like his eye getting caught by everything new thing he came across - which was everything. 

Henry was the one to find him, sighing and muttering something about how he'd made his wife half-mad with worry because of his absence before walking up to the man with a large, friendly smile on his face. Time to go - he told him, thinking the hero was ready for another adventure, but apparently, he quite liked exploring how even a guillotine was useless against his body and subsequently threw a tantrum at having to go. 

Like a tired parent, Henry didn't even fight when Ray stamped his feet and whined; instead, he called (y/n) on her PearPhone and insisted she help him. After all, she had more experience with the gigantic toddler than he did, so the angel appeared in the doorway, and all his anger went away. 

Oh, yeah, he'd behave for her. Typical. 

Once back in the Man Cave, it didn't take long for Schwoz to make the final checks and changes to the capsule as Henry prepared for takeoff. He was suited, booted, and buckled in for the journey as the girls tended to Ray, who followed the lovely one around the big, bright room like a slobbery, baby woof-woof thing with the sharp things on its poles—puppy? Puppy. 

"Ready to initiate shrink-down," Schwoz reported from the computer as Henry flicked a few switches in the cramped cockpit. He was slightly nervous, but he trusted the science and those he was handing his life to, so he preferred to look at this like a fun, exciting vacation —as if he was going on a goddamn safari or road trip. 

"Let's shrink this pod and get into Ray's bod," he quipped, masking his low anxiety with a sentence he'd never thought he would say. He usually left that sort of stuff to (y/n), to be honest, and stayed away from any of that shit, but he stayed true to the mission and settled down as the force-field windshield activated. 

"(y/n), Charlotte, is Ray secured?" The genius moved on to the girls next, looking over his shoulder to see if they'd managed to tether the hero down like they'd agreed on. It was unlikely he'd walk off again now he'd formed his enchantment with (y/n) and everything magical about her, and now they'd locked the doors, but they didn't want to take any chances. 

"He's good!"

"No more wandering off, okay?" The heroine said to the mystified hero as Charlotte tugged on the strong rope they'd bolted to the floor. He really did look like a toddler as the durable, weaved cord stretched from the locked bolt to a monkey backpack that she'd managed to trick him into wearing - the kind small kids wore so they could explore but no further than their parents allowed. She clipped the "leash" around his tummy, an invention that baffled Ray as he poked and prodded it to see what it did before gazing up at the pretty lady who spoke to him. 

"Don't worry, I don't want to go anywhere you're not," he told her truthfully, his lack of memories meaning he had no filter on what he said since he no longer understood social conventions. He also didn't understand why her cheeks changed colour like that, why she tried to hide her smile or hurried off to hide it even further. He didn't understand he was flirting as she did, but he knew he liked her reaction - anything to make her smile. 

"In three, two, one..." Schwoz began the countdown as Ray struggled to cope with the rope limiting his freedom, tumbling onto the couch when he tried to follow his favourite fellow walking noodle as the capsule shrank with the press of a button. Henry shrieked as the world suddenly collapsed in on itself, everything feeling weird, heavy and light all the same time until gravity returned to normal, and his body didn't feel like exploding anymore. The world wasn't the same, and his friends had no way of knowing if he was alive. 

"Henry, can you hear me?!" Schwoz shouted as he dashed from the supercomputer and lay on his belly on the floor. To the others, it looked like he was a nutter, but to Henry, he looked like a monster. In the microscopic pod, he could see a giant eyeball staring at him as if he was part of some freaky horror movie, but it allowed him to admire the man's face closer than he'd ever imagined. 

"Oh my god, Schwoz! Your eye is huge! And your eyelashes are on fleek!" The boy gasped as he tried to remain calm since freaking out in such a tiny space wasn't a good idea. Taking a deep breath, he felt his racing heart slow down as he silently told himself that this was fine—perfectly normal for an after-school job—and it would be over soon. 

"He's alive! Henry's alive! I can't believe it worked!" The handyman exclaimed as he looked up at Charlotte with tears of relief in his eyes. He would've looked at (y/n) too, but she was preoccupied with her doofus, who couldn't work out how to remove the long, black stringy thing—rope? Rope. If he kept fiddling with it, he'd end up undoing the buckle, but that wouldn't upset Charlotte as much as Schwoz's lack of belief in his experiment did. 

"What do you mean you can't believe it worked?"

"I'm just completely shocked and utterly surprised that it worked, that's all..." he told her with a flabbergasted expression, causing her to frown angrily at what he was implying. Whilst she stewed, he applied a tiny droplet of water to roughly where the pod was supposed to be, creating a unique environment for Henry as his ship jiggled and rocked. 

"Have you never done this before?!" The teen girl asked furiously as he sucked the droplet back into his pipette for the transfusion to Ray's head. 

"With a human?"

"With anything?!" She snapped, slightly panicked now he'd mentioned the possibility of her friend dying—and in such a reckless way. Did he have no shame? And it wasn't like (y/n) could back her up; she was too busy with Ray and his fifteen million hands during fifteen million things at once. 

"(y/n), do you remember Handsy, the lovable Man Cave chimpanzee?" The genius called to her as he took Charlotte to one side, uncaring that she was trying to stop their patient from endangering himself. Henry could wait a minute - it wasn't as though he was going anywhere. 

"Uh, no, I don't think so. Why?" The woman replied, trying her best to think as she wrestled with Ray to take the cord out of his mouth. He wanted to be free to follow her anywhere, but he whined whenever she told him to put it down. Whenever she got close to him to take it from him, he suddenly wouldn't let her go instead, intrigued by how soft and huggable she felt underneath his gloved fingertips, how fluffy her hair was, and how he wanted to take her mask off she he could see her without it. 

She told herself that he didn't know what he was doing and pushed his wandering hands away at every given opportunity since it felt like she was taking advantage of his wiped mind. But that led to him returning to tugging at the backpack whenever she left, so the cycle continued. 

"Well, that's because I put him in a capsule and shrunk him down," Schwoz explained, seeing from her frustrated yet puzzled face that she didn't recall a monkey in her home - something she wasn't likely to forget. 

"What happened?" Charlotte asked curiously, not seeing the gore around the corner. 

"Ehhhhh..."

"He died?!" The girl growled at his silent grimace, and it didn't take someone of her intelligence to connect the dots. No wonder (y/n) didn't remember him, poor Handsy got juiced before they'd even had a chance to be introduced, and Charlotte couldn't believe that Schwoz risked that happening to Henry too. 

"Look, let's stop talking about dead chimps and just be thankful that we got really lucky this time," he told her as he guided her to the supercomputer, where she'd help him with the navigational side of things. (y/n) joined them there, having given up on trying to get her adult toddler to behave, and after confirming the belt release was too complicated for him to work out, she walked over to them, much to his strange heartache. 

"Hey, is everything okay out there?" Henry asked over the radio as things grew quiet inside the pod, save for the booming yet unintelligible voices of his enormous friends outside. 

"Uh, yeah, yeah! No one's surprised you're alive..." Charlotte replied unconvincingly. She really needed to work on acting, but with a blabbermouth like Schwoz around, why bother?

"I am!" "What?" Henry frowned when he heard the small man's shout from across the room, thinking he'd misheard him through the intercom or something since he was supposed to know what he was doing - science and all that. Still, it made no sense to worry him now, so (y/n) quickly moved on as her fellow scientist prepared for the most delicate part of the operation. 

"Nothing! We're going to put you inside Ray's head now," she told the boy, who squirmed in his seat to get comfortable for what would undoubtedly be a rough journey, but that wasn't even the hard part. That came as Schwoz crept toward Ray as he yanked and chewed the irksome leash keeping him from the lady with the nice-smelling head, but he wasn't exactly subtle, something that made (y/n) cringe since she knew better than anyone how to handle a doofus. 

"Hi, Ray..." the genius crooned as he tiptoed closer, causing the man to stop tugging and look at the strange little glass thing between his fingertips with suspicion. He knew Schwoz was after him; that was as clear as day to (y/n) as she and Charlotte watched the interaction, anticipating one of his meltdowns since he was doing it all wrong. 

"Just gonna put a little drop of water in your ear..."

"What's that? I don't want that. I don't know what that is, but I know I don't want it! Get away from that part of me that I can't name!" Ray shouted as the funny little man in green spooked him by shoving his pippy-thing in his face, kickstarting a chase. 

"Schwoz, you're scaring him!" (y/n) cried as Ray tried to run away, scared at how forceful and creepy the tiny creature was, unlike the nice lady who took her time and smiled at him. 

He felt so safe around her, but in his panic, she was nowhere to be seen, so he fled, which was challenging when that infernal backpack limited him to a small radius. As he ran around the room, looking for a place to hide, Schwoz jumped and skipped to avoid getting tripped by the strap. He tried to calm him down, but it was useless. He just didn't have the touch. 

So, it was good that Charlotte, as she sat at the supercomputer with her friend, knew exactly what to do. Without a moment's hesitation as she feared for Henry's life and Ray's safety, she seized (y/n) by the arm and pushed her towards the panicking hero as he dodged the weirdo and whatever the hell water was. 

"Hey, Ray! Look at this girl!" She yelled above his cries and Schwoz's explanations as she shoved the woman into his face so he could see her soft, nervous smile and pretty features. Charlotte wouldn't call herself a doofus expert, save that she knew one fact; to get Ray to calm down, you had to give him his sweet girl—and it worked like a charm. 

"Well...hello, gorgeous," he grinned handsomely as he took in the beauty of the woman in front of him, mesmerised even though he'd seen her angelic self float around the room all morning. It was as if (y/n) flicked a switch in his brain because in a mere second and with nothing more than her brightest smile, he was calm, quiet and manoeuvring—flirting without even knowing it—as his hands delicately settled on her hips like they'd found their way home. 

"Oh, oh, oh, where you goin', pretty one?"

Slowly and without saying a word, (y/n) tilted her head to the side, so her ear was exposed, and not wanting to lose her image for a moment, Ray copied her, providing the perfect access for Schwoz to insert the droplet of water contains Henry and the pod. 

Her heart was hammering in her chest at his wide stare and lovestruck smile, glad that she could provide him with some comfort but also heartbroken that he didn't know what he was doing. It wasn't like he was in love with her—those baby blue eyes were dilated, but that was probably because his primal brain told him there was a female in front of him, not because she meant anything to him. All of that was gone. 

"Ooo, that tickles..." he laughed as the water trickled into his ear in a much more pleasant experience than he'd expected. Schwoz made a clean getaway, eager to help Henry now that he was in the hero's head. Thinking the same, the girls smiled victoriously at each other and turned to follow Schwoz since this was such a critical mission, but the hero couldn't bear to see the lady go, not after he'd seen her beauty and held her so closely. 

"Don't take her away from me!" He screamed at Charlotte as he saw her take the girl's hand and pull her toward the loud, flashing thing in the corner, prompting her to release her friend without hesitation. 

"Okay..." She relented and allowed the man to tug his sweet girl to his chest so she couldn't escape. 

(y/n) gasped as she fell onto Ray's and immediately found herself bundled up in his arms, instantly at ease since it was like a home from home for her, but utterly shocked at the bold move. She rested her head against him, hoping it would calm him down, hearing his heart gently pounding under his uniform as she allowed herself to appreciate the feeling of her doofus wrapped around her, taking in his warmth and the subtlety of his cologne. She'd never take it for granted again. 

"Missed you," Ray told her dopily as he buried his nose in her hair and inhaled deeply, finding himself growing needier and needier for the sweet and tangy scent with each breath. Had he been in his right mind, he would've deemed it an addiction as he fell for the tranquillity she brought and how her small figure fit perfectly against his. It made him wonder why they had to be apart since they went together, so it would make sense for the universe to keep them together. 

"I missed you too..." was all (y/n) to whisper in return as she snuggled into his embrace and greedily indulged in a fantasy where he was her doofus, she was his sweet girl, and everything was right in the world. In her heart, they weren't fighting; all the anger had disappeared the moment she made the biggest mistake of her life, and she liked to think he felt the same, unadulterated love for him as she did, but then her head told her to shut up and get real. 

This wasn't him, he didn't know what he was doing, and he certainly didn't understand things like that. Not anymore. 

~

Things were going well. At the supercomputer, Schwoz and Charlotte stayed focused, using their ginormous intellects and calm resolve to help Henry pilot the pod through Ray's head, joking about how he'd have to dodge all the stuff in there about (y/n) every five seconds. 

The journey was smooth so far; a little complicated but not too bad, and that was helped by the skill and impressive patience of the woman sitting behind them on the couch. Honestly, (y/n) had a gift for keeping Ray occupied as they worked on restoring his memories, and they soon discovered that any attempts to bring her over to them would lead to a tantrum, so she stayed with him, never ceasing laughing at his adorable innocence. 

"What are you doing?" She giggled as Ray poked her nose, then her cheek, then her forehead, then her cheek again, and then back to her nose. He'd been doing it for ages, fascinated by how pliable and smooth her face was, laughing when it moulded one way and stretched another, and it was interesting for The Smarties at the computer to witness. 

Even with his memories wiped, Ray still had a connection to her, still adored everything about her, despite knowing nothing, and to their pleasant surprise, still managed to fall for her as any soulmate would. Schwoz swore he'd research it one day but left the lovers to it since he had work to do and trusted (y/n) to entertain the man - purely with her face.

"You're soft—so soft. How are you this soft?" Ray breathed out as his fingers trailed from her cheekbone to his lips, down her neck and breastbone. He didn't know he could take his gloves off, but it didn't matter; strangely enough, he could imagine what her skin would feel like against his—as if he'd felt it before in a dream—and found himself content with that and the way she shivered under his touch. Why did it make her breathe like that?

"I'm not entirely sure...maybe I'm just lucky," she told him happily, intent on showing him the best of her and not the pain hiding underneath. This whole scenario felt bittersweet; feeling him again, seeing him shine again, loving him again certainly made her feel lucky, as though the gods had sent her a second chance, but then she remembered. 

That awful memory wouldn't leave her alone, whispering that people who loved their husbands but told them they hated them didn't deserve to feel such happiness, and looking at him, she felt the guilt well up once again. If anyone deserved happiness, it was Ray; innocent, pure and loving Ray, who saw her positive reactions and strived to earn more, eager to please even when he didn't know what he was doing. 

She loved him even as a walking vegetable, which broke her heart. 

"I like this stuff as well. It's soft and fluffy--it's fun to play with..." he giggled as he clumsily reached up and patted her on the head with little skill or coordination, but (y/n) didn't care. She didn't even care when he began to ruffle her perfectly styled hair, marvelling at how it moved, how it ran through his fingers, and how she had so much to play with. He loved it - and it was all for him. 

"You mean my hair?" She told him, laughing at his walleyed gaze and the gasp that fell from his mouth when he brushed the strands against his face to feel its silkiness against his skin. But then, he paused and looked up, distracted from playing with the soft stuff since she'd said something funny, and he couldn't for the life of him work out what it was. 

"Huuurr?" He mimicked, lips curling funnily as he tried to replicate the noise she'd made, but it was so tricky. Had it been with anyone else, he would've become frustrated at how they laughed at his attempt, but hers sounded so sweet, pure and enchanting. All he wanted to do was make her do it again. 

"Hair—hair. Yeah, hair. It's the fluffy stuff that grows out of your head..." (y/n) explained, reaching up to run her fingers through the styled chocolate locks on the back of his head. It was strange knowing Henry was in there somewhere, fighting to save him and her sanity, but she ignored that in favour of basking in Ray's awe-inspired gaze - not so hard to do when she found herself falling. 

"Oh my god, I have it too! I love this!" The hero gasped in delight as he copied her movements and placed his warm hand over hers so he could feel his hair. Had that always been there? He knew about it now but quickly decided that hers was better since he could see and admire it, unlike his own. Hers was...perfect, much like the rest of her. 

"But I like yours more. It smells nice and makes my face warm when I...what's it called when I put these on you and stop you from moving?" He asked, face creased in thought as he tried to think of a word to describe what he meant, but it wouldn't come to him. 

Whatever it was, he liked them; he liked having her close to him, being able to smell that gentle sweetness that made him feel safe, and he enjoyed tucking his nose into that crease where her body broadened to her...arms. If only he remembered how to explain himself, not that he'd ever been good with words. 

"Wait...you mean a hug?" (y/n) questioned as her head tilted from confusion. That had to be the strangest word anyone had ever described a hug before, but technically, that's what they were, so she went with it, unable to stop the wide smile from cracking on her face. 

"Yes! An ug! I like ugs. Ugs are great," Ray replied goofily, and to prove his point, he shuffled up a bit until their hips were touching, and he could comfortably sling an arm around her body. Instinctively, (y/n) leaned into his side as she giggled, amused by his naive eagerness and confidence in saying what he wanted. He had no idea how perfect he was. 

"No, hugs, doofus. Hugs. Huh-huh-huh—hugs."

"Ohhhhh!..." Ray said, throwing back his head in understanding as she stressed the sound so he could learn the pronunciation, but nothing quite prepared her for what came out of his mouth next. 

"...Laughing ugs," he said, severe and stern despite his silly comment, so when her giggles turned into roaring laughter with her eyes watering from how hard he made her chuckle, to the point where she didn't notice what was happening at the computer, it was no surprise he looked at her in alarm. 

He hadn't—he hadn't broken her, had he? Oh god, he hoped not; she was like the part of him he didn't know was missing. 

"What?... What did I do? Did I hurt you? Why are you making that noise? I'm sorry..." he rambled, thinking she'd never stop as the water kept leaking from her eyes, and her hands flew to her middle part as it ached from the non-stop, raucous noise. Eventually, though, (y/n) caught her breath and managed to calm down, sobering quickly when she saw how frightened he looked at the thought of doing something wrong. 

"I'm not hurt, you doofus. I'm just laughing because you made a joke," she told him through a fit of giggles, which couldn't possibly die down when he looked so adorable - her fluttering tummy wouldn't allow it. 

"A joke?" 

"Yeah, a joke. Y'know, saying something stupid to make people happy," she smiled and tried not to blush when he absentmindedly rested his hand on her thigh. In his mind, nothing was wrong with that, not even when it slid further up, stopping only when she placed her hand on top and laced their fingers together before she had a heart attack. 

That made his tummy feel all funny, seeing them joined since it made sense in his head when they went so well together, but the thing she did made it feel funnier. It was probably because she only really did it around him, which made him feel special. 

"Oh, okay...what's that thing that you do?" He asked suddenly, unaware of how many questions he was asking, but (y/n) supposed that's how people learn, and he knew nothing. But she had no idea what he was talking about since it was so out of the blue. 

"What thing?"

"The—the whole thing. You move your whole...thing, and it looks good," he explained poorly, growing angry when he couldn't explain as well as she could. He was in awe of her, willing to listen to everything she had to say and watch everything she did because she was incredible, even if he felt so pathetic in comparison. So, to try and show her what he meant, he uncurled his wobbly lips and bared his teeth, trying to look as pretty as she did. 

"It's called a smile. It shows people you're feeling happy—good—content," she put it simply, ignored what looked like a snarl and showed him how to do it naturally. 

Carefully, she put her hands on his face and gently pushed his soft, clean-shaven cheeks upwards, telling him to pull his face tight and feel "the smile" grow to his eyes. A few seconds later, he was beaming at her, unable to believe that he'd been doing this all day and had not realised what it was. 

"I like this too. I really like how you do it...the smile thing," he told her dreamily, smiling even more, when her thumbs stroked his cheeks. He leaned into her touch and placed a hand over his cheek, so she stayed there, hating the idea of his skin being exposed to the cold again now she'd made it all tingly. 

"Why?" (y/n) asked, thinking it strange the way he just came out with it, but it made her grin grow further at the idea of him liking her as if she were a schoolgirl squealing over her crush. 

"I don't know, I just..." he stumbled and took a moment to think before studying her features, tracing each one with his finger so he didn't lose track, "I like when it makes your...eyes go all wrinkly because then, they sparkle. I like how your chee—cheeks get tight, but they still look soft and squishy. And I like it when your... these wide things shake when you do that laughing stuff. It gives my chest the tingles."

"I give you...tingles?" The heroine breathed out, a low, swooping feeling plummeting through her stomach, much like it did on the days when he first confessed to her and when he proposed. It made her breathless and lightheaded, shaking all over because it was such an innocent way to explain it, but she felt it too...the tingles. Yet she wasn't allowed to have those. 

"Yeah, I feel all funny...just not when you don't smile right. Then, it hurts...in here."

"Excuse me?" She quirked an eyebrow when he pointed to his heart, and his face grew grave like he'd been seriously wronged or something, so she tried to understand him. She couldn't, no matter how hard she thought about it; there didn't seem to be a way to "smile right", but according to Ray, there certainly was, and he'd noticed it. 

"Sometimes, you smile and look happy, and I like to think you do that with me. But, sometimes, when you're with the girl one, the long one and the weird one, you smile, but you look...your thing doesn't look happy."

"Why do your eyes look so...sad, sweet girl?" He asked softly, drawing a gasp from her lips that were released as a shaky breath.

Her hands dropped from his face like his skin was searingly hot, and he looked panicked at that, wondering what he did or said as she stared at her lap and stopped smiling. It was a mistake, just a throwback, possibly a glitch in his wiped mind that made him say that, but he didn't mean the emotion it carried. Sweet girl meant nothing to him. 

"I'm sorry...did I do something bad?" He asked again, sounding even softer if that was possible, and she was forced to hold back a sob at how caring he was, even with his memory gone. 

"No. No, doofus, you didn't do anything bad. But I did. That's why I'm...sad," she explained, blinking so he didn't see her tears fall, but he saw them collect on her lash line, which was enough to make him move. 

Without a moment's hesitation or an understanding as to why, he pulled her into his lap and wrapped his arms around her, so he enveloped her - the need to keep her safe suddenly took over him. She did it to him, so he tried to do it for her, encouraging her to seek refuge in the crevice of his neck until she stopped sniffing. 

"I'm sure you can...un-bad it. And then, you can go back to being happy," he said naively, making her laugh a little at how easy he made it sound. She was trying to do that; her friends were fighting for it as they yelled something about Piper or pipes or Pinterest—something her brain chose to ignore as the familiar scent of home calmed her down. 

"I'll try that, doofus. Thank you," she told him, smiling gratefully as if he'd solved all her problems as she pulled back and took in his proud expression. Seeing him like that made her genuinely smile - and thus, he did too, ending in a fit of giggles for both of them as her true beauty returned. 

"There's that pretty smile. I love it when you do that...I could stare at it all day," he grinned as she blushed and whined against his skin, shy from his unfiltered compliments. It wasn't like her doofus ever held back on showering her with love, but these were anything and everything that came into his head before tumbling from his mouth, making her heart glow. 

"Yeah, well, I think you're handsome, so I could stare at you all day," she replied goofily, booping his nose as she clambered off his lap to stand up. She didn't move far, wanted to stand and stretch for a moment whilst he worked out that being handsome was a good thing, but he didn't like the feeling of his empty lap or the idea of her being a whole foot away, so he stood up with her. 

"No, I could stare at you all day," he argued, still beaming as his hands settled on her waist - their home - and brought her back to his body so their belly buttons pressed together. She was like a human comfort blanket in such an unfamiliar world, giving the warmth and security to explore safely, even as she stepped back to tease him. 

"Really? I'd much prefer to stare at you all day," (y/n) told him, leading him around the floor in an awkward dance as they basked in their unspoken, pure love and bickered to see who could stare at the other the most. It was a close competition because whilst they moved to their personal rhythm, neither broke eye contact once, too entranced to look away.

"Noooo, I could stare at you all day," Ray chuckled, finding himself utterly enamoured with the girl in his arms, the one he couldn't stop gravitating towards, the one who made his thump-thump thump as it had never thumped before. But then, he had a thought, and it puzzled him because he'd been saying words all day long, and now that he thought about it, he had no idea what they meant - they just sounded right. 

"What's a day?"

"Oh, doofus..." the girl shook her head with a laugh, making his chest clench in a good way when she called him that. She sounded so happy when she did, like the mere thought of him was enough to chase all the bad things away, and if that didn't make him proud, then nothing would. 

"A day is a period of time. So it's twenty-four hours long, the time it takes for the Earth—that's the thing we're standing on—to go around the sun, which is this big glowing thing way above our heads that keeps us all alive, and it helps us know when it's time to go to sleep," she explained, realising that she'd opened about forty new cans of worms with her description, but Ray never got a chance to ask more about the sun, time or sleep.

As she imparted her knowledge, the heroine took a step back, as she had done throughout their merry dance since their flirtatious banter took her mind off darker things, and for a moment, they forgot the world around them. They didn't look where they were going, so it came as a devastating shock for Ray when she took one step too many backwards and jolted out of his arms after the backpack snagged on the bolt. 

To the sound of Schwoz dictating something in the background, (y/n) watched and giggled in amusement as he looked at her, then at the rope, then back to her, and then at the rope again. He looked so disgusted at it, like he couldn't believe the string had taken her away from him, and instantly he fought against it to get her back. 

"Come back, sweet girl," he whined as he stretched his arms in her direction, but in the name of teasing him, she remained just out of his reach, giggling at the funny grunts coming from his lips. The hero wasn't finished, however, and was determined to have the pretty lady back in his arms since that's what felt right. So, he started to tug, pull and fight against the force holding him back, cursing it with whatever sounded wrong in his head since he didn't know any actual curse words. 

"I'm right here, doofus. Come get me," (y/n) teased him mercilessly, laughing her sweet laugh as he clawed to feel her soft skin and squishy body against his again. It was useless, though, no matter how he stretched, the woman couldn't see a way of him getting free, not even when he leaned as far forward as possible and put Michael Jackson to shame with his flexibility. He cried in anguish as he strained and growled with all his might, and everything was going fine...until he rediscovered Captain Man's super strength. 

(y/n) never planned on him breaking free, and as she was about to jump back into his arms since she missed his warmth too, the bolt gave in, his vast bulk and power proving too much for it. 

As Schwoz and Charlotte glanced at the lovers, having just mentioned that nothing could go wrong, he collided with her, sending them both to the floor in a sort-of sandwich press that knocked the wind out of them but satisfied Ray's every desire. 

"I never thought I'd see you again, precious girl..." he mumbled as he panted from the effort and wrapped her in his embrace again. He couldn't work out why, but he had all these names bouncing around in his head, and they all seemed perfect for her, so he used them freely and sighed as he nuzzled into her neck and spooned her on the chilly floor. 

"Uh-huh, that's nice, doofus. Little help here?" The woman gave him a soft smile, patted his head when he buried his face into her chest and sighed whilst she looked at her friends for assistance. A shiver passed through her body from the iciness of the tiles, one that Ray immediately felt and decided he didn't like since it made her breath harder, so he pulled her closer to his body - if that were possible - and trailed his hands up and down her body. He didn't know why that was the solution, but something told him it was the right thing to do, even if it brought on shivers of a different kind. 

"Silly doofus..." (y/n) chuckled as he warmed up her sides, meaning she had to try and distract herself from the embarrassment of responding to his gentle touches like that. Neither knew about the situation going on in his head, too enamoured with the other to know Henry and his little stowaway, Piper, had been knocked off course and the ship damaged by the fall, and neither could hear the ensuing panic from the supercomputer, not when her hand reached up to cup his face. 

"I like it when you call me that."

"What? Doofus?" She laughed, eyes sparkling as he described as she did, and the sight made an urge shoot up Ray's spine. He didn't know why he wanted to - he didn't know anything these days - but it was as if his thump-thump and think-box were screaming at him to lean in and...no, he couldn't. She'd hate him for thinking of something strange; after all, "mouths" were for talking, so why would his heart want to know what her lips felt like against his?

"Yeah. Makes me feel special, I guess... It's my name, right? You only use it for me?" He asked innocently, tugging at her heartstrings. In a way, yes, she only used it for him, but technically, this man without his mind wasn't her doofus, even if it was Ray Manchester in the flesh. It was him, yet it wasn't, and it made her heart hurt, so when it took her a while to reply, her forgetful lover frowned. 

"You only use it for me, right? You can't use it for anyone else. I don't want you to," he growled, pulling her possessively to his body since the thought of sharing the lovely lady with someone else made his eyes leak water, and his chest ache. 

Funnily enough, he thought it would go away after a few seconds because that's what happened when he shot himself in the face and tried to chop his arm off with the guillotine, but nothing. The pain went on and on and on, intensifying when he imagined someone else - that miniature guy with no hair, for example - making her laugh, holding her, seeing her smile so prettily; it didn't seem right. He wanted her happiness all to himself since he was sure he could do everything better than any other loser - anything for her. 

"I mean, it's only a word, but—" (y/n) shrugged, confused as to why he'd get so upset about such a small thing, even though there would only ever be one doofus in her eyes. Ray didn't see it that way, though, and despite not letting her finish, he assumed the worst and saw red. 

"No! There be anymore doofuseseses. I am Doofus, and...and it hurts so much! Stop it! Stop doing that!" Ray cried, clutching the spot over his heart as he wiggled out of her arms and rushed to his feet, thinking the terrible images in his head would go away if he put some distance between them. But if anything, losing her body heat and seeing her confused, saddened expression made the pain worse, and with his wiped mind, he couldn't understand why. 

"Stop what?! I'm not doing anything!" (y/n) frowned, quickly standing up as he began to pace back and forth, torn between pulling her against him or pushing her away as his thump-thump tore in two. He knew he wanted her, but he didn't know why, and it was killing him, nearly as much as the concern on her face - and later, the utter remorse - when she reached out to touch him, only to be slapped away. 

"Yes, you are! You make me hurt inside, and it won't go away!" He shouted, adding to the chaos coming from the computer as Charlotte and Schwoz dealt with the capsule emergency. 

Fuel leaked into Ray's brain with every passing second, probably making his already wacky thought process even wackier, but (y/n) was too busy to listen to them. All she saw was a meltdown, and it was too easy to yell back in her already stressed state. 

"Yeah, well, you make me hurt on the inside. Welcome to being a human! Lesson one—love hurts, doofus!" She yelled back and threw her hands in the air, feeling the tears creep back in as she acknowledged the never-ending ache in her chest too. It hadn't ceased since their last fight, and this one made her soul bleed more despite being silly and inconsequential. 

"I don't know what that means. Stop using strange words!" He growled, picking up on that funny, four-letter word that sounded familiar but couldn't quite place a meaning on it. It sounded nice, though; soft and gentle but firm and punchy, perfectly encapsulating everything he felt around her, not that it mattered when his mind was all over the place. 

"God, this girl is so frustrating!" He told the others at the bleep-blink box, grinding his teeth as he fought the urge to pin her against something so she couldn't go and call someone else her doofus. He'd decided that was reserved for him, and the thought of her saying it to someone made him want to die, whilst the idea of her saying it to him made him feel alive - the perfect oxymoron he couldn't figure out. 

"Says the massive toddler with a monkey plushie strapped to his back!" (y/n) retorted, rolling her eyes as she usually did when her lover acted immaturely, and he usually didn't react to her sarcasm that much, especially since he had the mental capacity to see it as the lighthearted comment she meant it as. This Ray didn't understand humour very much, so he turned to her with utter betrayal when he thought she was insulting him, which made his poor little thump-thump wilt. 

"What'd you say about me?!" He asked harshly, getting all defensive at the prospect of being rejected by the one person who made him feel safe as everyone became loud and scary. 

(y/n) smacked him on the pec and called him a doofus, telling him to stop being so stupid and calm down since it was meant to be a joke, but that made it worse. Jokes made people happy. So, why didn't it make him happy? 

All he could do was seize her wrists tightly and yell something in her face, which made her yell something back, and soon, everyone was shouting about everything, trying to talk over the loudest person in the most futile fashion until Henry could take it anymore. 

"OKAY, EVERYBODY, SHUT UP!!!" He screamed through the intercom, his bellowing voice cutting through the others' since he deemed their complaints petty compared to his. 

He didn't care if Charlotte had a better idea than Schwoz, he didn't care if Schwoz thought Charlotte was stupid, he didn't care if (y/n) wanted Ray to quit being a baby, and he didn't care if Ray didn't even know what a baby was; all he cared about was the fact that he could die in that stupid little pod trying to save his idiotic boss and with his little sister onboard of all people. That required some shouting, nothing else. 

"Wow, he sounds mean..." Ray mumbled as everyone fell into an awkward silence, each ashamed by their foolish contributions to the problem, so they quietened down, except for the puzzled hero. He didn't know where it came from or why that long boy's voice was hurting his ears, but he didn't like it, mainly because it made him feel bad for doing something wrong when he didn't even know the difference between right and wrong. Everything was confusing, save for one thing...

"Yeah, he sounds really mean...doofus," (y/n) laughed and agreed with him, using her favourite nickname with so much adoration since he sounded so cute when unknowingly calling his sidekick a meanie-beanie. Ray saw her smile and felt all his anger melt away, realising that even if it went away for a second, all he had to do was work to make it come back, and then, he had his sweet girl back. 

His sweet girl. 

That struck a note within him, and gazing into her clear, wide eyes; something made sense to him for the first time in hours. Everything would be all right if she were there to guide, teach and protect him. Nothing seemed scary when he was around, and unlike with the others, he wasn't afraid to mess up because she made his failures feel like victories - she completed him. 

And it called back to that strange word she'd mentioned earlier, the one he didn't understand, but he was damn sure he felt it - whatever it was. So, he went in, unafraid and confident, just as she'd taught him. 

"Aw, I love you—let's never fight again," he cooed, saying the three-word phrase as he slumped onto the comfortable thing in the middle of the room and pulled her to sit down on him. (y/n) gasped at the bold move and confession, eyes widening since that wasn't supposed to be in his vocabulary, and surely, he shouldn't have felt such strong emotions after forgetting all about her. 

They were strangers, and she figured he said it to say stupid things, but for a brief moment, it felt real. His arms held her close with the learned experience of many years of having her on his lap; his smile was perfectly handsome and made her heart sing, he leaned in like he actually knew what he was doing, and his eyes were honest, like he actually knew what he was saying. It must've been in her head because there was no way he felt the same way, but he changed everything in a straightforward move. 

Swallowing his fear of rejection, Ray leaned his head forward slightly and did what his heart told him to; he placed his lips on hers, and the rest came naturally. It was short and sweet - so very sweet since his wiped brain recognised the saccharin taste of honey, even if it didn't know what that was - and the sensation of his soft, pillowy lips against hers made (y/n) gasp but yearn for more, jaw opening further so she could taste the mint and bubblegum flavour she'd sorely missed. 

It felt like an eternity since their last kiss, and she was ashamed to admit she didn't recoil instantly since logic dictated that this could be the last one they ever shared after what she'd said and done. But, dear God, she wanted him so bad, so she allowed herself a split-second to indulge in him, threading her hands through his hair and tilting her head to the side so she could explore deeper.

Ray's movements were clumsy, and he didn't know what to do with his hands until he decided they were okay rubbing up and down her waist, but she didn't mind. She didn't get to lead a mini make-out session like this much, often overruled by Ray's need to worship every inch of her, so it was a nice change, soothing her wounded soul. Everything about it was as perfect as every other kiss they shared, possibly better as it was like a glass of water for the thirsty pilgrim in an arid desert, drinking each other in until the need for oxygen forced them apart. 

"I love you so much, doofus," she panted against his lips as they broke the kiss, foreheads pressed together so every inch of them was touching, and Ray was pretty confident he felt the same way; the only problem was, he didn't understand what he felt, so, as heartbreaking as it was, he couldn't say it back, not with the same raw passion as she did. 

"I—I don't know what that means..." he confessed, pulling away from the sweet-tasting girl since he thought she deserved to know his true feelings, and with honesty like that, (y/n) didn't have it in her to be mad or upset. If anything, it was fair that he felt that way and damn her aching heart for weeping when he told her. 

"That's okay. We'll figure it out together," she promised him, tears in her eyes as she picked up his hand using her left one, lovingly pressing a kiss to the back of it like he did when she was nervous. She wished she was wearing her engagement ring to show him the promise they'd made each other; no matter what happened and what the world threw at them, they would stick together and love each other through it all until forever. 

"Oh, did I make you sad again? I'm sor—-werppppppppp! MErrrrrrrr!" Ray looked at her like a melancholy puppy when he saw her almost leaking again, and he set his heart on thinking of one of those jokes things to make her better, but then, everything was woozy. So woozy , and the world was spinning, his leggy-legs felt floppy, and he couldn't seem to sit up straight. 

"Ray? Ray! Ray, what's wrong?!" (y/n) asked frantically as he suddenly became limp underneath ear her, slouching so severely on the couch that she had no choice but to stand up and crouch by his side before she fell off. She grabbed his hand and squeezed it, hoping he'd heard her and would squeeze back to tell her he was all right, but he had no control over his body, apart from kicking his legs out and lolling his eyes backwards. 

"Guys, something's going on with Ray!" She called out to the two at the computer, who instantly looked over with alarm when they heard the fear in her voice. The sight of the typically strong and healthy man having some seizure was alarming for Schwoz and Charlotte, but they didn't show it to save her nerves from fizzling out.

"I think you're soooooo bwoootiful—-mmmmpphhhhmm...I also find you very—-mmeeeeeeuurrrp!" Ray grunted as his clarity returned for a brief second, just enough time for his malfunctioning brain to pay the angel peering up at him a compliment before it went again, and he slid to the floor next to her. 

"The fuel leak from the capsule is affecting Ray's brain!" Schwoz exclaimed as (y/n) fought to control her lover, who couldn't help but throw his arms around as he stomped across the floor like a drunken zombie, and the genius' diagnosis was news to her. 

"What fuel leak?!" She cried, suddenly realising that it might have been better to listen to them rather than fawning over and kissing her fiancé. It was too late now, and her time would be better spent trying to help him before he broke something or hurt someone. 

"We'll tell you later!" Schwoz dismissed her furious question, too many things in his mind to have to repeat the saga all over again, but his eyes softened with sympathy when he saw the woman struggle to control the superhero by herself, so he turned to the girl next to him, who incidentally, wasn't doing much at all. 

"Go help get him to hold still!" He instructed Charlotte, shoving her towards the battling couple since, with every jerk of his head, Ray was unknowingly endearing his youngest sidekick and his sister. 

"I hate this job..." Charlotte groaned quietly as she eyed the couple, who seemed to have their arms everywhere like two octopi as one freaked out and the other tried to reign him in. She did not want to be in the middle, thinking it looked too much like one of their "sessions", but she had no choice since her friend didn't have the strength to hold him back. So, she sucked up her discomfort and bravely stepped onto the couch, choosing her moment wisely so she could jump on Ray's back when (y/n) turned him around.  

"Stop it! Come on!"

"Is that helping?" (y/n) asked dryly as she watched the girl struggle to hold the man still, despite her entire body weight being dumped on his back. Ray flailed at the sudden attack and spun across the floor to shake her off, so the heroine had to do her best to dodge her friend's legs and arms whilst Schwoz worked on fixing his brain. 

"Just try and grab him, (y/n/n)!" Charlotte screamed as she clung to the hero's back for dear life, terrified he'd throw her off like some wild, untamed stallion. This wasn't fair; (y/n) was the experienced one - this wasn't her first rodeo, after all - so her standing on the sidelines got on her nerves a bit, especially when she dithered when deciding whether it was safe or not to approach. 

"What? When he's like that? He won't hold still, and I don't fancy a smack in the mouth—do you?" The woman growled as she attempted to force her way past Ray's punches, but a swift jab to her upper arm made her flinch back. He hit harder than he did when they were sparring, probably because he went on easy on his sweet girl and was reluctant to hurt her, but it would've been good practice for right now, the movement where he wouldn't listen. 

"Calm down, Ray! You're going to kill Henry and Piper!" Charlotte shouted in his ear, hoping she'd get through to him even if it were a long shot. If (y/n)'s soft words and fluttering eyelashes couldn't make his brain sense in the middle of a meltdown, how was she supposed to help? And predictably, she was right. 

"Who is Ray?! I am Doofus!" The man cried as the strange creature on his back bellowed in his ear. In his confusion,  her calling him that odd name didn't make sense since his precious girl had been calling him her doofus all day. He much preferred that, and his mind refused to recognise anything else, resulting in him spinning to try and build the momentum to get her off his back. 

"Oh, don't be a doofus all your life, Ray! Just calm down!" (y/n) cried, exasperated yet flattered by the way he took to her pet name so well, recognising it more than his name, not that that was important right now. She reached out to grab his hands, but that made things worse as he assumed they were about to start dancing again, much as they had done earlier. 

So, he led them in a merry yet chaotic waltz across the floor, gurgling an out-of-tune song to himself as they did, and the jerky movements were enough to make Charlotte squeal as he dragged (y/n) across the floor. She was lucky not to fall flat on her face, and it was nothing short of a miracle that Charlotte didn't puke after seven consecutive twirls as they looped around the couch and passed the elevator and back into the middle of the room. 

"Why is he so gross even with his memory wiped?" The teen grimaced as her lunch threatened to reappear, although there was a small moment of respite when (y/n)'s glare made her smirk. What? She spoke nothing but the truth. 

"Shut up..." the woman muttered as Ray steamed forward when he lost the feeling in his legs again, meaning he would've rammed his lover into the ground if it wasn't for the counterweight on his back. 

They couldn't go on for much longer; Charlotte's arms were beginning to ache; (y/n)'s poor body couldn't take much more "dancing", and Ray's mind was practically a chemical battleground as the microscopic pod leaked its poison across his memories, but salvation was in sight.

"They're in his nose. You have to get them out!" Schwoz suddenly called from the computer as if they weren't struggling with a man twice or even three times their size. It was all right for him; his job was easy as all he had to do was good the siblings from Ray's brain to an emergency exit. The real danger would come from not extracting them before the electric charge went off, and he wanted them to handle that—what a lovely vote of confidence. 

"How?!" Charlotte shrieked as her boss tried to buck her off his back - something she didn't think she'd be doing that morning when she rolled out of bed. Initially, the plan said Henry, and now Piper, would leave through the guy's ear, so neither of them knew what to do, but there had been a slight change. 

"Use this!" Schwoz instructed them and tossed (y/n) a pale blue pipette bulb, which would suck the tiny capsule up so the kids could grow to full size again. However, the woman didn't know what was going on, so she looked at the genius and strange contraption with furrowed brows as Ray went from marching to a floppy statue. 

"What are we supposed to do with this?!" She exclaimed, squashing the hollow bulb like a stress ball, which would be quite therapeutic if they weren't running off pure adrenaline. 

"Shove it up his hole that smells and suck them out!" The small man cried, sending very mixed signals with his poor English, acting as though he'd never read the word "nose". The look on Piper's face when he said it before was hysterical, and it took the girls a hot second to work out what he meant before they grew irritated. 

"Just say nose!"

"Do it now!" Schwoz bellowed as they dilly-dallied with such trivial technicalities, so the girls quickly swapped roles for better control. (y/n) shoved the pipette into Charlotte's hands since their patient trusted the woman to hold his face more than the girl, so as she held him steady, the teen looped her arms around his neck and wriggled to get it in place. 

"Hello? What's taking so long?"

"Get us out of here, Schwoz!" Henry and Piper screamed in terror as the countdown clock ticked into single figures, showing ten seconds left before they and Ray's brain were fried. Schwoz glanced at the girls anxiously, wondering what was taking so long as they struggled to get Ray to comply. 

"Six, five, four, three--

"It's okay, doofus. Just hold still!" (y/n) begged quietly as Charlotte adjusted her grip. Her hands on his smooth cheeks were calming enough to make him hold still just long enough for the girl to get the tip in his nostril, and she squeezed the balloon-like end before jumping from his back--just in the nick of time. 

"Two, one--pulse!" (y/n) felt herself get dragged away just as the electric charge went off, Charlotte grabbing her hand so neither of them could be injured now their job was done. The woman felt her chest grow heavy as her lover grunted and gasped at the charge running through his mind, electricity burning his every synapse until the damage done by the Memory-Wiper was undone.

Charlotte saw the war waging in her mind and tightened the grip on her friend's wrist, knowing that if she let go, even for a second, then she ran the risk of allowing her to go to him, which would only end in her being electrocuted too. The three waited with bated breath as the hero endured the agony, cringing at his every shriek until the fizzing, popping noise stopped, and Ray finished convulsing. 

Silence hung in the air, and there was only one question left; had it worked?

The hero sniffed and rubbed his eyes clumsily as reality set in again, and he found himself in familiar surroundings. What the hell had happened? It was like he'd switched off for a second there, with new yet distant memories in his head and a slight ache in his chest. He remembered everything - from his first day at kindergarten to that terrible fight a few hours ago; everything was in his head, but strangely, he was at peace.

"Schwoz. Charlotte," he nodded at his helpers, recognising their faces instantly because why wouldn't he? He couldn't determine why they looked so hopeful and teary-eyed, but that didn't matter since they didn't matter. Of course, they were his friends, and he cared for them, but everyone paled in insignificance when he looked to their right and saw her standing there. 

(y/n) (y/l/n), the sweetest girl he'd ever met, his darling fiancée. It was so weird; he felt like he'd missed her for some reason, but at the same time, he felt like he'd never known her more--as if he'd lived another lifetime and discovered more things to love. Whatever he felt, he was delighted to see her - as always - and felt his shoulders slump as he took in her angelic image. 

"Sweet girl..." he smiled gently at her, feeling a little dumb since he didn't know what to do as they all stood there staring at him like he'd grown a second head, but his girl didn't leave him waiting for long. 

Unable to stop herself, (y/n) hurtled towards him, having been released by Charlotte when the girl heard the sob get stuck in her throat. Ray's eyes widened as her body leapt onto his in a flying hug, but he quickly recovered and slid his arms around her waist before she fell. She curled her legs around his waist, wanting to get as close to him as possible as she held him tightly, sobbing gobbledygook into his neck as she felt relief flood her body at having him safe and sound in her embrace. 

This was the thing she'd been longing for; a chance to make amends for a moment of madness, and she wasn't going to waste it, not when she'd revisited a world where Ray Manchester didn't know who she was. She wouldn't lose him again and raced to spill all her feelings before he slipped through her fingers once again. 

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry--I don't hate you--I could never hate you. I--I love you, doofus...please, I don't---please, forgive me. I regret every moment of that stupid fight," she waffled as he cradled her in his arms, feeling her hot pants and tears sting his neck as she gasped between words and struggled to talk whilst she sobbed. 

In her head, she'd rehearsed a much more formal apology, one where she'd practically gotten down on her knees to beg for forgiveness since she thought he deserved that after she was so despicable, but Ray melted the moment he saw her again. 

He waited until she finished, eyes fixated on the floor since he could tell Schwoz and Charlotte were swapping grins, but that added to the fluttering in his heart. Hearing her say that hurt, but he wasn't as stupid as everyone said he was; he'd never condemn his darling girl for saying something out of anger, not when he wasn't a saint himself.

"What fight?" He whispered into her hair, and it was enough to make (y/n) pull back with a gasp. Gazing into his eyes, she felt the pain in her heart dissolve as she saw his sincere smile, and the next sob that fell from her lift was mixed with laughter - pure, unbridled laughter as the universe fell back into place again when their lips met. 

Ray moved his lips with his usual expertise and dominance as her fingers slipped through his hair, their heads tilting so they could go deeper and move faster. It was desperate and messy, a clash of teeth and bumping nose as he hungrily drank in her honey taste as if he'd forgotten his addiction and was making up for lost time. 

Hands hooked under her ass didn't care for the helpers watching as they squeezed her flesh possessively and hitched her further up his body, an ache settling in his stomach as she sighed and let her jaw slack. She didn't care about those behind her, either, vaguely aware that Schwoz and Charlotte could entertain themselves whilst she allowed forgiveness to flow through her, running side by side with passion and love for the doofus she adored...

...until he suddenly pulled away. 

"Wait..." Ray gasped as he yanked away from her lips, a good minute before their burning lungs told them to, meaning she looked at him in confusion because it was unlike him to give up her honeyed sweetness so soon. 

"What happened to Henry and his awful sister?" He asked, breathing ragged as his girl slowly untangled her legs from around his waist so he could put her back on the ground. It was a fair question after counting everyone in the room and seeing two people were missing, and suddenly, his friends realised something. 

In the excitement of their mission's success, they'd forgotten the heroes of the hour, the ones who'd gone to the edge of death and returned - Henry and Piper. Were they okay? There had been radio silence from them, and a dark possibility loomed. Maybe Charlotte's pipette skills weren't up to scratch, or perhaps, it was too little, too late to pull them from his body. 

"Hello?! Can you hear us?

"Get us out of this body!" Light shone through the darkness, and no one had ever been so happy to hear Piper's shrill demands as her and Henry's voices came over the intercom. What a blessed relief - neither was dead; they were safe and sound in the bulb pipette, ready to be enlarged, and it was the second-best news they'd heard all day. 

"They're alive!" Schwoz, Charlotte and (y/n) cheered as the second wave of relief swept over them, which was highly confusing for Ray to see as they began to celebrate. He didn't know why his sweet girl rushed to give him another hug or why the man and girl were jumping up and down, but he went along with it - happy to see them happy. 

"Yeah!... Why are we cheering?" He shouted as they jumped like starfish and yelled at the top of their voices. He looked utterly lost yet completely adorable as he copied their movements, not wanting to be left out, and he happily accepted another kiss from his fiancée when she giggled and stood on her tiptoes. 

Well, that was worth celebrating, even if he only cared about his victory - winning her heart and putting past mistakes behind them. 

~A while later~

There was nothing better than hot cocoa at the end of the day, especially (y/n)'s special recipe. According to her, it had been passed down from her great-grandmother, and she rarely shared it, but she'd do anything for her babies, friend and doofus after the day they'd had. 

Piper quickly fell into her fold, carried the marshmallows, and asked questions. Now the heat had died down, rambling about how Miss Danger had always been her favourite ever since Swellview Cosmopolitan put her on their front cover. Yeah, that had been an embarrassing day for (y/n), and she blushed upon hearing how the girl had her pinup on her wall, but they laughed over it like everything else. 

The circle was complete, and everyone she cared about was under one roof - safe, unharmed and all in the correct size, which meant they had the time to tell Ray about their big adventure. He listened, of course; it was impossible not to when his pretty girl jabbed him in the ribs and gave her one of her stern glares, but he got distracted. 

What? She was hot when she got feisty, and she couldn't ignore his wandering hands as she sat on the back of the couch with him standing behind her. Her mistake was turning her head to the side to give him a useless glare, which gave him access to catch her lips in a sweet kiss - the first of many. 

"And that's how we all worked together to restore your memory," Charlotte smiled as she finished the epic tale, earning nods from around the table as everyone sipped their warm drinks and basked in the glory of a job well done. They expected a round of applause, a pay rise or at least a thank you from their boss; after all, they'd saved his ass, but when they looked in his direction, they were annoyed, angry and disgusted to see him making moves. 

"Ray?" The girl called him as she watched him rub his nose against her and gently make out with (y/n), who needed to work on being strict with him. She grinned into the kiss, hands resting on his shoulders as he stood between her legs and held her waist since he had such a good vantage point. 

Deep down, he was proud of them and highly thankful since he'd heard the gist of the story, but come on; he'd somehow forgotten the greatest thing that had ever happened to him - he was remapping her taste until it was emblazoned on his frontal lobe for eternity. 

"Yeah?" he muttered as he pulled back with hooded eyes, brain clocking that someone wanted him, and it wasn't his sweet girl, despite her appreciative hums and how she fisted his deliciously tight shirt. Fuck, he looked good enough to eat, and she planned to - anything to make it up to him in the best way possible. 

"Were you listening to any of that?" Charlotte asked sceptically, already aware of the answer since he annoyingly switched off when the woman was in his arms. 

"Oh, no, I've been kissing my fiancée for the past ten minutes," he replied with brutal honesty, causing (y/n) to flush bright red as the teens groaned simultaneously. How icky could he get?

"You guys...she's so perfect," he added dreamily, snuggling closer to her body as they shuddered from how grossly in love they were. Secretly, everyone was happy to see them reunite, and Henry could rest easy tonight, knowing they were going to bed with the fight in the past, but then, he figured they'd be doing something else in bed...and oh, God. 

"Good to have you back, buddy..."

"What is wrong with you two?"

"Some things never change."

"Are they always like this?" Piper asked as the others rolled their eyes and drank their cocoa to distract themselves. She'd always known her friend was utterly head over heels for the guy with the junk store, and the whole city knew Captain Man would lay down his life for Miss Danger, but now she was in their home, she could see how they needed each other. And how completely unashamed they were to show it. 

"Yes, but you get used to it," her brother replied, smothering his soft smile as he watched his friend whisper something in (y/n)'s ear, causing her to blush and giggle. Yeah, they were idiots in love, and sometimes, that caused more problems than it brought joy, but that's what made them work. They just...were made to live life together. 

"Hey!" A voice suddenly shouted from across the room, and they looked to see Jasper staring at them with a very grumpy face and a sponge in his hand. "Why do I have to wash the capsule? I wasn't even here."

"Uh, because you were supposed to take Henry's sister back to her house, and you failed," Ray replied sharply, having heard that part of the story. He didn't care about the kid's excuses; someone had to wash the brain juices from the vessel, and Jasper had one job, and somehow, he screwed that up. 

"Well, why do I have to wear these jean shorts while I do it?" The boy questioned smarmily as he stepped out from behind the capsule to reveal his smooth, exposed legs and the frankly hideous shorts he'd decided to put on when changing to wash the pod. Paired with his drawn-on eyebrows since the last pair were burnt off, he looked like a right nutter, and no one knew what to say. 

"Uh, you don't."

"We begged you not to wear them."

"Hey! We should get going," Henry said to Piper as he reeled to move on from Jasper's bizarre fashion choice since the sight of his bare legs made his intestines do somersaults. His sister quickly nodded, knowing their parents would get worried if they both disappeared for hours, so they went to grab his backpack and skedaddle, but Ray had other ideas. 

"Ooh! That reminds me..." he mumbled as he left (y/n)'s warm embrace and bent down behind the couch to bring out a momentarily forgotten toy - the Memory-Wiper. The girl was still a threat to their security, and even though she'd saved his skin, he had too many children under his roof for his liking. She had to go. 

"Just stare into the barrel for me."

"Dude!" Henry exclaimed as Piper squealed in terror. She'd seen what that thing could do and hated becoming a walking vegetable, so she snapped her gaze to (y/n) and sent her a pleading look for help. She was Captain Man's weakness and the only one he'd listen to, so it was safest to get behind her, right? He wouldn't hurt his precious girl...

"Raymond!"

"Ugh, whaaaaat?" The man groaned as everyone ganged up on him, looking at his sweet girl with his best puppy eyes as she left the couch and sidled beside him. Her hands sliding up and down his back was enough to make him internally purr with pleasure, especially since his tight shirt meant she could feel every muscle, but he wanted her on his side. 

"You can't wipe my sister's memory!" Henry stated, to which Ray rolled his eyes. 

"Yeah! I'm the only reason you got your memory back," Piper argued on her behalf, but it wasn't the best argument in the world. She didn't know how stubborn the man could be, nor how he treasured his private life, particularly one person in it, and right now, she posed the most significant threat. 

"And you're also the only reason I got my memory wiped in the first place," he countered, not realising that he was dealing with a bickering champion. They were equally stubborn, and Henry and (y/n) shared a sigh as their loved ones glared at each other, knowing they were the mediators in between. 

"So, we're even!"

"Don't you point your finger at me!" Ray growled, his face almost comical from his outrage at the girl's audacity. He was the boss, and she was trespassing on his Man Cave; she'd wiped his memory, so she had no ground to stand on, and most importantly, he was the adult, and she was the bratty little girl. How dare she disrespect him in front of his sidekicks?

"What are you gonna do about it?" Piper taunted, narrowing her eyes as she quaked in her designer sneakers - not. She'd heard all about this guy and figured he wasn't called doofus for nothing. If he was a softie for (y/n), he could be a softie for her, so she refused to be intimidated. 

"I'm gonna wipe your memory. How's that?" The man scoffed and flashed the weapon, meeting the girl's bullheadedness with his own, which forced Henry and (y/n) to jump in and separate them as everyone else watched the spectacle. 

"No, you're not!"

"Put the Wiper down, doofus!" They yelled, wedging between the feuding pair, which started a noisy argument between them. Ray whined and begged his sweet girl to let him do this, saying he was thinking of everyone's safety, and that made Piper and, regrettably, Henry snap that he was doing it for himself. It all got very heated, and someone was going to zap someone if they weren't careful, so it was good that the emergency alarm went off. 

"Ooh, what's that?" Piper gasped with an innocent, adorable curiosity. She didn't realise the bell had saved her, and instead, she gazed up at the red flashing lights as the fight broke apart to investigate the call. 

"Emergency alarm."

"Yes! Where are we going?" The small girl grinned at the thought of another mission with the crimefighting trio, only this time, she hoped they'd be facing a bad guy and not one of their own. She stepped over to the computer with the rest of the group, her face filled with wonder, but Ray shot down her hopes with one mean look - did he look like a babysitter?

"You're going home!" He snapped, feeling his frustration grow since it was interference after interference. 

He'd never get his sweet girl alone at this point, which was a shame since he'd picked out this t-shirt especially, even though it shrank in the wash. It made his biceps and washboard abs bulge, and she was crumbling - he just knew it - but now, he had two problems, one of which wouldn't go away or stop talking. 

"Jasper, walk her home!"

"I think we all know I cannot be trusted to do that," the boy responded flatly, raising a pretty good point since everyone knew how that had ended last time. He bamboozled on Henry's doorstep and Piper as a stowaway on the capsule. On second thoughts, they needed someone responsible. 

"C'mon, I'll walk you both home," Charlotte sighed, stepping up to be responsible since she was headed that way anyway. Home sounded so nice after her stressful day; besides, she could look after them - even if Jasper grated her nerves. 

"Hey, Charlotte. Did I ever tell you the story of how I found out Henry was Kid Danger?"

"Yes, I was there," the girl answered dully as they stepped into the elevator, dragging a groan from her and Piper's lips when he started telling them alllllll about it. How could she forget? That was one of the last days Ray and (y/n) ever spent as blind idiots in love before they became just idiots. Kind of hard to forget. 

"Still remember how to do this, buddy?" Henry teased his boss as they and (y/n) took the gum tubes from their pockets. They could transform in peace now that all the riff-raff had gone - or just, y'know, Piper - so the hero tossed the Memory-Wiper at Schwoz for him to put away safely and guided his sweet girl into some space by her hand. 

"Yes," he replied with a narrow stare aimed at his youngest sidekick, who smiled cheekily at what he'd implied. They all thumbed a ball from the tubes and prepared to swallow them, ready to get back into the swing of things now Captain Man was back to his old strength - or not, given that when he went to throw his gum in his mouth, Ray missed--by a mile. 

"Apparently, not, doofus. You sure you're all in there?" (y/n) giggled as she watched the luminescent ball roll across the supercomputer's console and onto the floor. He gave her a dry look, but he couldn't help the loving smile tugging at his lips as her eyes sparkled. He'd never forget her again. 

"I'm just gonna place it," he said tightly, feeling a little stupid since his attempt at showing off made him look a little ridiculous in his pretty girl's eyes, but she didn't mind. The moment was quickly forgotten as they prepared to blow their bubbles, and after he'd tucked his tube away, Ray laced his fingers with (y/n)'s again, uncaring if they were transforming. 

It felt as though he hadn't loved her enough these past few days, and after nearly losing her, he always felt the urge to be more affectionate. 

A few seconds later, they snapped into their super-suits; the lack of an uninvited audience made them feel at home as the familiar red and blue uniform reappeared. Things were back to normal, and it felt good to be back in their groove. 

"Glad to be part of the team--byeeeee!" Piper yelled to the heroes as the elevator door slid shut, a bright smile on her face from the excitement of seeing them transform into their alter-egos fluttered in her tummy. She couldn't believe it - this was her life now, and she would make the most of being trusted with such a big secret. 

"You're not part of the team!" Ray yelled back at her, despite knowing it was pointless since they'd be halfway to Junk-N-Stuff by now. Still, it felt good to get his grievances out, and he couldn't bear the thought of taking in yet another child as an employee, especially one with such an attitude, so he turned to his sweet girl, praying she'd say she had to go. 

"Tell her she's not part of the team, darlin'! She--" (y/n) rolled her eyes and smirked at his bellyaching, wondering what Piper ever did to deserve such hostility when she was a lovely girl underneath everything. So, to stop him mouthing off, she did the one thing she could think of to shut her doofus up. She kissed him. 

*Slightly heated from here on, but nothing too bad--it's cute. I mean, your mother probably wouldn't like it, but then again, what would she be doing reading Ray Manchester fanfiction?*

Leaning up on her tippiest toes, she pressed her lips to his roughly, swallowing his last complaint as her arms wound around his neck and held him close. Much to her satisfaction, Ray melted instantly, groaning at her sweet taste as he slipped his hands around her corsetted waist. 

"Sweet girl..." he muttered into her mouth, all arguments forgotten about now he had her in his arms, and it didn't take much debate for his heart to win over his head. There was a free hallway just to the right of him, and she was so warm, soft and inviting she was practically begging to be ravished and worshipped for the remainder of the day. 

Without another thought, the man's hands left her waist and slid under her butt, encouraging her to jump up and wrap her legs around his waist. Now, he could support her weight and enjoy the angle since it made it much easier for him to tangle his tongue with hers as he turned and wandered toward the secret door with nothing but filth and neediness flooding his mind. 

"Where are you going? Where are you going, dude?" Henry called out to them as he grimaced. Oh yeah, he noticed how Schwoz refused to help, preferring to stare at the computer and nowhere near the couple since they refused to break for even a second. They stole breaths of air whenever they could, his hands running up and down her spine as hers raked through his hair, ruining the perfect quiff. 

"Put (y/n) down!"

"I'm busy, Henry..." The hero replied absentmindedly as he put all of his efforts into pleasing the angel in his arms, the mission irrelevant now she'd hooked him on her honeyed lips. Heat pooled in their lower stomachs, and it took all their strength not to start ripping at each other's suits - something Henry should've been grateful for since their souls ached to feel the other. 

"There's an emergency! Where are you going with her?!" The boy reminded them to no avail, such trivialities not bothering Ray as he fumbled to find the button on the door before stepping through it without looking back. 

"That's right, you got this..." he muttered over his shoulder. He wouldn't leave him to it if he didn't fully trust his sidekick to take over, knowing he could deal with a petty criminal without too much fuss. On the other hand, he had something far more enticing to deal with, and he only managed to go a few steps down the hallway before succumbing to his angel's temptation and pinning her against the wall.

"Ray..." she whined, throwing her head back as he began working on her jaw, biting and nibbling from her chin to just below her ear so he could hear her pathetic whimpers. She sounded so needy, and he loved it, feeling his lust cloud his vision as she slid his tunic's zipper down halfway before giving up. 

"What, sweet girl? You want me? 'Cause I want you, you perfect little--"

"No, not that..." she whispered as she leaned away from his affections, wanting to pause for a second since something was on her mind. Her heart screamed at her to forget and enjoy the moment, terrified that it might not get anything if she upset him enough to leave her there, shaking and breathless. 

"What? What is it? You know you can tell me anything," he told her gently, ceasing all ministrations when he felt her resist--and not in a teasing, minx-like way. He gazed into her eyes with the softest look he could muster, hoping she knew that he was wrapped around her little finger, utterly enamoured and willing to do anything she asked since it would win her favour. 

But she didn't have an instruction, request or want. Just something to say because she wanted him to know that she'd never take him or his love for granted again after today. 

"I'm sorry, doofus. For everything..." she said, voice cracking and eyes gathering tears again, even though she swore she'd cried enough for one day. She hated resisting things left behind and buried in the past, but he had to know; if she could go back in time and change things, she would. The sad thing was that's not how life works. 

"I wish today had never happened..."

"Hey, don't talk like that..." he told her firmly, thumb brushing away a stray tear as he caged her against the wall, protecting her since she'd had his forgiveness even before the argument. He'd always forgive her, no matter what, because, like him, she said stupid things when upset, and he couldn't live without her. 

Today had been a struggle, but they'd made it through, and in the end, things weren't so bad. 

"I got to fall in love with you all over again today, and it just proves that you're the one for me, sweetheart. I'll always fall for you, my beautiful, clever girl..."

"I love you so much, doofus," she wept against his skin, pressing kisses where she could as they rocked back and forth like they grounded each other--because they did. 

"I love you too, sweet girl. Always have, always will, no matter what." When all was said and done, this was how it ended; tears, laughter and torn gasps of names echoing down the corridor as they always forgave but never forgot, edging closer and closer to the day when Ray made good on his promise of making her his - forever.

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[goldenhydreigon47]

Alright so its time to hyperfixate even more on Omori by giving my rankings for a few characters, specifically the main cast in both Faraway and Headspace, and a few of the side characters, so without further ado...

*(INHALES)*

Sunny: Emo and very adorable. Lots of headcanons for him after the PGE ranging from keeping him his usual shy self to making him very sociable and talkative. 80/10

Omori: Garbage Boy Stink Man but we still love this little gremlin. 9/10

Kel: Buries all of his trauma deep down, all to help his friends. False smiles at any sadness. Honestly written really well. 150/10

Headspace Kel: Kel but annoying and no sadness. 20/10

Aubrey: BEST. GIRL. Has the best writing, the best music, the best headcanons, the best sprites, and BY FAR the best character arc. Is also extremely relatable. 200/10

Headspace Aubrey: Aubrey but much more upbeat and also clingy. Veeeeeeeery clingy (Touch Starved Aubrey my beloved). 25/10

Hero: Best brother figure in gaming and I will not take Mario as a rebuttal. Plus, he's literally the perfect man (other than my boyfriend, but I digress). 100/10

Headspace Hero: Kinda boring ngl. Still the most useful for battles though. 20/10

Basil: Adorable. Must protecc at all costs. Also, when he's written well, he has some of the best moments in the game. 175/10

Headspace Basil: Basil but even more adorable. 23/10

Mari: Sunny but with Hero's caring and Kel's goofieness. Just a shame she doesn't have a larger role imo (granted I know why but still), but that's what the fics are for :). 50/10

Kim: Feral lesbian gremlin. We stan. 120/10

Berley: Feral lesbian gremlin: Dinosaur fursona edition. 20/10

Angel: Kel but more hyper. 100/10

Nem: Puzl. 3/10

The Maverick: Weeb and also a complete doofus. 150/10

Mikal: No wonder he uses The Maverick persona. Mikal is so... so boring. 1/10

Vance: The other good big brother archetype in this game: 60/10

Van: He looks like a Snorlax. 5/10

Charlene: Basil but tall, female, and shyer. Still like her a lot as a character though. 50/10

Sharleen: Pretty much the same as her Faraway version. 5/10

Mincy: THE

THE SCRUNKLY ARTIST. 80/10

Cris: Honestly? She doesn't say much but doesn't have to. Again, that's what the fics are for. 70/10

Daphne: Mari but even more of a chaotic goofball. 70/10

Doughie: Same as her Faraway variant. 20/10

Bowen: Hero but with more silliness and similar to Sunny's design. 65/10

Biscuit: Same as Faraway Variant. 15/10

Captain Spaceboy: Transmasc Icon. We stan. 65/10

Sweetheart: I want to punch hed but also she's hilarious. 75/10

Pluto: WHEN I FLEX, I FEEL MY BEST!

💪💪💪💪/10

Jawsum: Giovanni but nicer and a shark. 60/10

Slime Girls: Splatoon 3 looks great/j. 17/10

Humphrey: Wipe that shit-eating grin off your face! -7/10

Stranger: Basil but emo. 10/10

SOMETHING: 👁. ????/10

Sunny's Parents and Basil's Parents: Y'know if you could come back and support your kid after the incident, that'd be greaaaaaaat. -50/10

Aubrey's Mother: Fuck you. Hope you die a slow death via alcohol poisoning in a jail cell. You deserve nothing but pain after how you treated Aubrey. -999,999,999,999/10

Kel and Hero's Parents: Your one benefit is that your better than the other parents of the main cast. 0/10

Polly: She's doing her best and needs more appreciation. 40/10

Angel's Sister: If you took Candace from Phineas and Ferb's obnoxiousness and combined it with the wrath and punishments of Vickie from The Fairly Odd Parents, you'd get Angel's sister. 1/10

Mewo: Adorable. 10/10

Hector: DOGGO. 20/10

Bun-Bun: WHY ARE ALL OF THE BUNNIES SO ADORABLE?! 30/10

Sprout Mole: They go •○•. 15/10

Sally: Adorable. 10/10

#omori #omori sunny #omori kel #omori aubrey #aubrey my beloved #omori hero #omori basil #omori kim #omori angel #omori the maverick #omori vance #omori charlene #omori mari #omori daphne #omori bowen #omori mincy #omori cris #omori captain spaceboy #omori sweetheart #omori pluto #omori jawsum #omori slime girls #omori humphrey #omori stranger #omori something #omori mewo #omori hector #omori bun bun #omori sprout mole #omori polly

[telli1206]

The Only Time I Feel Alive Is When I Find Something I Would Die For (Part 3)

Mal’s plots turn personal when she cooks up a plan for her big brother, Jay, and Evie’s brother, Carlos.

Part 1

Part 2

“Fuck, do you think he bailed?!”

Mal glares at her brother from her spot on her bed. Jay’s hasty, frantic pacing to her door and back hasn’t stopped for over ten minutes now. His once perfectly combed hair is already in tangles from persistent tugging, and his lips are chewed red and swollen. Even his clothes are starting to crumple under his constant movements, and nerve-wracking sweat stains are pooling under his arms. 

Gross. Mal can only hope Carlos is into good-looking trainwrecks.

“Will you just relax??” She groans and props herself up on her elbows. One glance to her phone and she’s rolling her eyes. “Oh. My. God. It’s only 3:27. They...I bet he’ll be here in 3 minutes! He’s not even late yet. Evil, just...get yourself together!”

But Jay continues his movements like he didn’t hear her, and Mal can’t tell if he’s ignoring her because of his nerves, or if he’s just being his usual asshole self. Either way, her annoyance level is reaching it’s breaking point. 

She slides off the bed so she can stand right in front of Jay, blocking his path. He stops short with a huff right in front of Mal, eyeing her with growing disdain when she refuses to move. His attempt to step around her only earns him a harsh shove to his chest.

“Hey! Watch it!” Jay bursts, stumbling backwards with a flail of his arms. “You almost knocked me on my ass!” 

Jay’s face reddens, and he steadies himself so he can stare down menacingly at Mal. Normally, Jay is undeterred by Mal’s physical attempts to stop him, so she’s actually startled by his awkward stumbling. Maybe he’s more anxious about his study “date” than she thought.

She sighs at the flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. There’s no way this smitten doofus of a boy will be able to keep up with their usual banter. As much as she wants to continue her clapbacks when he’s being this irritating, he just looks, too...pathetic. Maybe now would be a good time to practice being a...supportive sister? Like Evie is. With Carlos.

She can try it, at least. If Evie does it, then maybe it’s not so bad.

“Look, Evie already texted me that they’re on their way, ok?” Mal does her best to soften her tone and reaches out to grab Jay’s shoulder, trying to rub it reassuringly. “She wouldn’t lie to me. Carlos. IS. Coming.”

“Right. Ok.” Jay winces, pinching his eyes shut. “Right. I’m being a fucking idiot.”

Mal chuckles and grabs his other shoulder to guide him out of the room. “No more than usual,” she teases as she gives him a light push into the hall bathroom. “Now, clean up. There’s no way you want Carlos seeing you like that. You ruined all MY hard work with that little freak out of yours.”

Jay turns to glare, but catches his reflection in the mirror instead, his eyes widening as he takes in his flustered, messy state, touching the frizz of his hair gingerly and leaning in close to examine his lips.

Mal chokes back a snicker, fighting the urge to further comment on Jay’s obvious distress. If she wants things to go well, he needs to keep a handle on whatever self-confidence he can muster before Carlos arrives. And she does want this to go well. For both of them. 

A gentle knock at the door catches her attention, followed by her phone buzzing in her pocket. She smiles to herself, not even bothering to check the text.

“Alright Jay, make yourself presentable and get your ass downstairs. You’ve got 5 minutes,” Mal quips, sliding back into the hallway. 

He nods, and a stuttered squeak escapes his lips. He goes back to brushing his hair, picking up speed to try to sort himself out. Mal leans back in to cast a short glance over Jay’s shoulder and into the mirror, giving her purple locks a quick fluff before retreating downstairs. She can’t stop a smilefrom curling on her lips as she nears the door. 

“Well well, this is a surprise!” she teases as she’s pulling the door open. 

But the rest of her joking is silenced by Evie’s bright smile and shining brown eyes. Mal is frozen, just for a moment, on the pretty girl at her door, not even aware yet of the boy at her side. Not that this is new, really. Mal feels herself weirdly gawking at her best friend no less than a dozen times whenever they’re together. But that must just be something that comes along with being friends with someone as stunning as Evie. 

The pretty bluenette purses her lips into a tight smile, her hand grabbing for Carlos to pull him in beside her. “Ha ha. Nice one Mal,” she snarks, dragging Carlos past Mal and into the house.

“Please, come in, won’t you?” Mal mutters, closing the door behind them. She spins around to face them, flashing a toothy grin. “Carlos!” she chirps, finally focusing on the curly-haired boy at Evie’s side. “Welcome! It’s good to see you.”

Carlos breaks into a smile, wide and bright. It’s almost as pretty as Evie’s. 

“Thanks Mal.”

She tries not to stare, but it’s as hard to look away from Carlos’ smile as it is Evie’s. He’s...absurdly attractive, just like his sister.

Carlos watches Mal for a moment, chewing on his lip. His eyes dart around the room, clearly looking for something. Or someone.

Um, Jay will be right down,” she spurts out quickly. “He had to gather the...study?...materials, that you need. I think that’s what he s-”

“Here! I’m here!”

All eyes dart to Jay, who’s jogging hurriedly down the stairs. He stops in front of Carlos, smiling happily but also panting breathlessly, his chest heaving to suck in some much-needed air. 

Mal smirks at the two boys standing still and silent, with eyes locked and mirroring the same goofy grin. Evie slips back carefully, releasing her grip from Carlos to step up next to Mal, sneaking a subtle wink her way as she does so. Mal grabs at her arm and pulls her away to ease some space between them.

“Well, we’ll leave you two to study then!” Mal shrills, shocking Carlos and Jay out of their momentary trance. “Jay. Just don’t forget your...pencil. Ok?”

Jay rolls his eyes. “Yeah yeah, thanks sis,” he murmurs. He lifts his arm, pausing mid-air, before finally slinging it casually across Carlos’ shoulders. 

“Um. This way, Carlos,” Jay offers softly, steering the freckled boy towards the backyard sliding doors. “I-I set us up outside. To study. I thought...the sunshine, would be nice.”

Carlos nods quietly, walking beside Jay with a pleased smile as he leads them outside.

Mal’s eyes follow them and she bites back a grin. “Come on,” she insists to Evie, grabbing her by the wrist and pulling her along. “I guess, we should study too, right?”

When they get to Mal’s room, Mal immediately flops back down onto her bed while Evie stands and stares in the doorway, her brows furrowed.

“What?” Mal asks when she notices Evie’s befuddled look.

Evie giggles, taking a few steps closer to the bed. “Don’t forget your pencil?” She perks a brow at Mal, letting her fingers toy with a silky blue curl on her shoulder. “You can’t tell me that wasn’t code for something. I know you too well, Mal.”

Mal smirks proudly, patting the spot next to her. She watches happily as Evie follows her silent command, breathing deep when Evie drops down beside her so she can inhale the sweet waft of her perfume.

“Believe me, I had no doubt you’d catch that, Princess,” Mal coos, throwing Evie a wink. “Nothing gets past you.”

Mal delights in the soft pink blush that’s warming on Evie’s cheeks. For a second she’s tempted to reach for them, to feel the warmth under her fingers. But she resists, for now. She’s way too excited to share her plan that’s currently underway with her pseudo partner in crime.

She grabs for Evie’s arm, pulling her close. They’re almost chest to chest, and Mal and can feel the hitch in Evie’s breath as she leans in even closer. “I’m not gonna tell you though...” 

And Evie’s eyes suddenly flash a look of concern. She searches Mal’s face, her features only relaxing when Mal breaks into a wide grin. She scoots herself to the window near her bed, dragging Evie with her.

“...I’m gonna show you. Get over here and look.”

Evie smiles and inches closer, carefully resting her arm on the windowsill that Mal is already propped on. Mal puts a finger to her lips, quietly pointing down for Evie’s eyes to follow. 

Just below them, Jay and Carlos sit at a table in the backyard. Both boys are currently pouring over their own materials, barely looking up and not even acknowledging each other. 

Evie can’t help frowning at what she sees. She was definitely hoping for more of a connection for Carlos, especially with Jay’s obvious interest in her sweetly shy brother. She braves a glance back at Mal, hoping to read her expression, and finds herself suppressing a giggle. Mal is...pouting? At least, that’s what it looks like, with her brows knitted together and nose scrunched tightly. She bites hard on her lip, still staring at Mal and trying her best not to smile. But her normally snarky friend is just...adorable.

“Ugh, this is NOT what I was expecting,” Mal grumbles, fisting her hands. She glares down at Jay, eyes boring through the top of his head with angered determination. “He fucking better do what I told him. That down there is the most G-rated shit I’ve ever seen. He could have a study date like that with...with...our grandma!”

Evie tilts her head, eyes wide with renewed interest. “Oh, so you told Jay what to do with my brother? Is this some long, elaborate scheme to seduce Carlos or something?”

Mal lets the hint of a smile slip, her eyes still focused on the boys below. “Maybe,” she teases, letting her gaze shift to Evie. “Or maybe, I’m just teaching my clueless brother how to flirt.”

“Flirt??” Evie exclaims, brows raised in mock surprise. “He...needs your help? With that? Does Jay really think his pre-teen sister knows how to flirt better than he does?”

“No,” Mal snaps, her smile fading for a moment. “But I do.”

Mal lays a hand on Evie’s shoulder and turns her to face the window. But Evie’s too distracted by the touch to really realize what she’s doing. It feels almost...electric, prickling at her skin and sending a shiver down her arm. She can only hope Mal doesn’t notice, that she can’t feel the sudden racing of Evie’s heart, as if it just thudded to life under their skin-to-skin contact.

But Mal’s now sporting a smug grin and looking down at her brother, seemingly unaware of Evie’s inward struggle. “I guarantee you Jay’s going to do what I told him.” Mal muses, her eyes still trained on him. “My advice was way too good to ignore. Just watch.”

Evie exhales and leans into Mal’s touch, watching Carlos and Jay along with her in silence for what seems like, forever. But it soon becomes painfully obvious that...nothing is happening. Both boys are buried in their own books, occassionally letting their eyes drift to the other, but neither is saying a word. It’s...boring. Not that Mal and Evie have much experience with dating, but they might just keep it that way if all dates are like...this.

Mal drums her fingers nervously on Evie’s shoulder, speeding up their pace with each passing minute. Evie chuckles at how frantic they are now, the thrumming of them is practically ringing in her ears. She places her hand over Mal’s to calm her, giving a comforting look into bright green eyes.

“It’s ok, Mal. You did your best. Maybe Jay has his own moves he wants to try. Eventually.”

Mal scoffs and looks away. “Please. He wouldn’t have even gotten this far with Carlos without my help. He’s hopeless without me telling him what to do.”

Evie just shakes her head and starts to move away, ready to urge Mal to get to work on their own project. But Mal tightens her grip on Evie’s hand all of a sudden, yanking it down and squeezing tightly.

“Shit! Fuck yes, look!”

Evie’s eyes dart to Jay, who’s finally looking Carlos’ way. He’s leaning across the table, moving so slowly that Evie’s eyes can hardly register the motion. His hand is extended toward Carlos, and it looks like he’s going for...his notebook?

“W-what, is he doing?” Evie asks, stealing confused glances back to Mal. But the smirk on her face is evidence enough that this was part of her idea. 

Jay’s hand stops just short of Carlos, but is close enough to catch the boy’s eye. He looks up from his writing, eyes narrowed on Jay’s hand, then up to meet his gaze.

“Hey Carlos?” Jay smiles softly, and Carlos relaxes, letting himself smile back. “I can’t find my pencil. Can I, borrow yours, just for a second?”

As he speaks, Jay’s hand slides forward again. His fingers raise just enough to cover Carlos’ hand with his own, his fingers curling to grasp up to Carlos’ wrist.

Carlos’ eyes drop down immediately at the touch, his brows raised in surprise as he watches Jay’s hand encompass his. When Jay finally withdraws, he makes a show of lightly scraping his fingers down Carlos’ knuckles. The sensation is soft and almost teasing, and Carlos finds himself swallowing sharply to avoid making any pleased sounds from something as simple as touching hands. When Jay reachs the pencil resting in the crook of Carlos’ hand he closes his fingers around it, pulling it along with them and slipping it out of Carlos’ grasp.

“Thanks,” Jay whispers, his eyes still on Carlos. “I’ll give it right back, I swear.”

Evie’s attention is diverted just as Jay starts writing, feeling another tight squeeze to her hand. She had almost forgotten Mal was still holding onto it. Mal is looking at her, teeth clenched into a broad, catlike grin, and she squeezes Evie’s hand again.

“Yessss! This is going to be gold,” she squeals, looking intently at the paper Jay is writing on.

Jay looks up and grins toothily at Carlos as he finishes his note, and pushes the the pencil back across the table. He follows it with the paper, giliding it across the table to stop right in front of his freckled crush.

Carlos perks a brow, examining both Jay and the paper with a growing curiousity. Jay nods his reassurance and slides the note further towards Carlos, resting it just under his Carlos’ fingertips.

“Go ahead,” he urges. “It’s for you.”

Carlos inches the notes towards him with his fingertips, finally dropping it into his lap and snatching it up quickly. His lips twitch eagerly as he reads along.

“Carlos,

I hope this note makes you smile, because you have the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen. I’ve liked you for a long time. Will you go out with me?

~ Jay”

Jay beams as he listens to his request read aloud, his eyes sparkling with hope when Carlos finally looks into them.

“Well, what do you say, Carlos? Will you let me take you out on a date? A real one, not for studying,” he clarifies with a chuckle.

Carlos bites his lip through his smile and starts to nod eagerly. His whole action is so vigorous even his slight body is shaking along with the movement.

“Eee-!”

Evie’s excited shriek is silenced by Mal’s hand clamping down on her, muffling the  sound.

“Shhhhh, there’s more,” Mal rasps, pressing her face close to Evie’s. “We haven’t even seen the best part.” She drops her hand from Evie’s mouth and directs the girl’s chin back down with one finger to keep her watching.

Jay walks around the table to stand behind Carlos, who twists his head back to watch, confusion setting deep in his eyes. Without a warning, Jay pulls out Carlos’ chair, causing him startle and yelp. Jay then slides himself between Carlos and the table in front of him, crouching down to eye level so he can flash his most disarming smile, the one that Mal assured him will make anyone absolutely melt like ice cream on a summer day.

“I had, just one more question, Carlos,” 

Jay slips a hand under Carlos’ palm, rubbing circles into it with is thumb. “I just...I’m wondering. If it’s not too much. If there’s one more thing you might let me do?”

“Uh, yes?” Carlos chews on his lip while trying to look Jay in the eye, but his thoughts keep drifting back to the hand now holding his. “Of course. What are you asking to do, exa-”

He’s cut off by lips on his own, Jay’s hands cupping Carlos’ cheeks and pushing their mouths together. Jay keeps the kiss soft and gentle, letting his lips slide over Carlos’ lightly, stopping only to suck a bottom lip between his teeth, and giving it one delicate tug before pulling away and sitting back upright.

Carlos sits stunned for a moment, his eyes still closed, before opening them to meet Jay’s unsure stare.

“Um. I hope that’s, ok?” Jay’s voice sounds surprisingly meek given his bold move, and he rubs a shaky hand at the back of his neck.

His uncertainty fades, though, as soon as Carlos breaks into a grin and lunges towards him, fisting his shirt and pressing their lips back together. Jay can’t stop from smiling into the kiss, and grabbing at Carlos’ waist to push their bodies in closer.

“Well,” Jay muses, still holding Carlos tightly when they part. “I hope this a good sign for how our date’s going to go.” 

Carlos smirks, and without a word dives back in and kisses Jay firmly. “Just shut up and kiss me,” he mumbles, their lips still connected. “You made me wait long enough, don’t you think?”

Jay chuckles and places a hand at Carlos’ neck, anchoring him in to deepen their kiss. “Whatever you want, babe.”

Evie giggles from her vantage point above, watching Jay and Carlos’ kiss unfold with glowing elation.

“Oh! That’s so sweet. I’m so happy for them,” she coos, clasping her hands together.

Mal chuckles and scoots away from the window. “You’re welcome,” she says matter-of-factly, leaning against the wall to face Evie.

“Someone seems pretty sure of herself,” Evie muses, with an edge of mocking in her tone. “Do you really think Jay would’ve struck out with my brother without your flirting tips?”

“Oh, I know it,” Mal answers smugly. “He’s lucky he’s got a sister that’s so good at it.”

“Mal,” Evie sighs, shaking her head. “You’re twelve. How could you already be a master flirt?”

“I’m so glad you asked that, Eves.”

Mal stays focused on Evie as she drops down on all fours and starts to crawl across the bed. Evie sits, frozen, her eyes following Mal’s every movement. She wants to speak, to ask Mal what she’s talking about. To ask, to dare, and see if it might be what she’s...hoping for. But her tongue is too thick, too dry at the sight of Mal hovering ever closer, and she has to force a labored swallow before Mal is upon her and she completely loses her ability to talk.

“So, you should know, that Jay is not the reason I’ve worked on my flirting.” Mal confesses. She’s close to Evie now, so close she can feel Mal’s breath ghosting her face.

Shit, Evie needs to say something. She swallows again, and this time it seems easier. She can feel her tongue, at least.

“O-Ooh. Really?” She squeaks out. Her voice is barely a whisper. “Why, then?”

Mal grins. “Because, there’s someone I’m interested in, too.”

Mal’s eyes drift briefly to Evie’s lips and back, so quickly it’s easy enough to miss. But she catches it, and in that same instant Evie’s heart jumps into her throat.

“Is it. Someone I know?”

“You might.” Mal replies cheekily, her grin growing toothier as she now, very clearly, looks Evie up and down. “She’s the prettiest girl I’ve ever met.”

“Ah.” Evie’s confidence is growing, but she still ducks her head to hide her blush. “Are you...close, with this girl?”

“The closest,” Mal whispers, inching closer. Their noses are touching, and Evie can’t bring herself to even blink. “Especially right now.”

Evie tries to giggle, but it’s breathy and awkward and dies in her throat.

“Evie, I was wondering...if there’s something you would let me do?”

Mal’s boldness falters for just a moment, and Evie recognizes the hopefulness in her eyes. She’d seen it today already, only a few minutes ago.

But instead of answering, Evie surges forward, meeting Mal’s lips and kissing her intensely. She revels in the muffled moan of surprise, vibrating from Mal’s mouth through her own parted lips. When she pulls away, it’s Mal that’s flushed, her mouth puffy and red and eyes wide with surprise.

“Yes, Mal. Of course,” 

Evie leans back in for another light peck, smirking proudly. “Unless, I already answered your question?”

Ahhhh! I finally finished this one! This is meant as a big “welcome back” to @bunny-lou, and also as big hugs for @hersilentlanguage and @fuck-you-i-am-spiderman. Hope you like it! 😘💖😘💖😘💖

#mal bertha #evie grimhilde #jay son of jafar #Carlos De Vil #malvie #jaylos #mal and jay are siblings #carlos and evie are siblings #young mal #young evie #young malvie #descendants

[popculturebuffet]

*Goofy and Launchpad are hanging a banner*

Banner: CONGRADULATIONS SENIOR WOODCHUCK VIOLET!

Huey: Excellent work guys.. and it only took three hours, four broken lamps.. several jabs in the eyes.. some bloodloss but you did it.

Dewey and Louie: (Walk in)

Louie: So what's all this?

Huey: A party for violet.. I thought she deserved a celebration.. I mean her parents took her out after but you can't get enough and I got one even though I turned it down because I did a terrible thing to try and get it.

Della: And i'm proud of you sweetie... (Has been there thewhole time with boyd, both in uniform)

Huey: I also thought I should bring some of our fellow woodchucks.. but most were small children and our house is a deathtrap on a normal day so for obvious reasons I invited the nigh indescrutable robot who my best friend can repair and my mom who lives here. I mean mom still counts. She's also going to try and start corunning meetings since .. how do I put this nicely.

Della: Launchpad your a terrible Chuckleader

Launchpad: Entirely accurate. And you look hot in that uniform

Della: Also entirely accurate. And while throwing a party for the person who defeated you in compettition isn't MY style, I prefer to sulk and swear vengance, I am PROUD of you for being the bigger duck. Metaphorically she's not a duck and her hair gives her a slight advantage.

Boyd: I"m just happy to be invited. As was my brother.

Louie: HUEY NO HUEY WHY HUEY WHY

Huey: "A woodchuck always invites another woodchuck"..though thankfully the guidebook also says "A woodchuck always obeys restraining orders" so the most he can do is creepily lurk outside.

Doofus:(Breathing heavily and creepily into the closest window from outside)

Louie: Eugh... but we're not going outside for this? Please say no.

Huey: We were but for obvious reasons I cancled the outside portion. I also laid out the solicitor traps with picutres of goldie so HOPEFULLy he'll evnetually end up in one of those. Your my brother, I take your eneimies as seriously as I do my oath as a junior woodchuck. Plus he scares me too.

BOYD: Oh he's not so bad. He stopped holding a knife to my throat while I was powered down after mama and poppa told him to only three times!

Webby: (Riding in on a cartload of snacks and books ) I got the suplies for your party! Almonds like she likes, some salmon and some light reading. You are such a good friend.

Louie: Sure that's ALLL he wants to be.

Huey: (panicked) yeah of COURSE I do... why would you say that?

Dewey: Ohhh Huey's got a girlfriend, huey's got a girlfriend, come on eveyrbody!

Dewey and Della: Huey's got a girlfriend, huey's got a girlfriend!

Boyd: HUEY"S GOT A PARTNER TO SHARE HIS HOPES AND DREAMS WITH MOCKING TONE

Dewey: Your learning buddy

Boyd: We have never met before.

Dewey: We haven't have we? ... why haven't we? I always wanted a robot buddy to laugh at my jokes and do wacky hyjinks with.

Boyd: And I always wanted a third friend!

Della: Sorry son force of habit.

Huey: I do not like violet.. just because she's pretty.. and smarter than me.. and she smells nice.. which I only know because she flew me out of danger after I didn't do the same in a moment of weakness... and she's also awwkawrd with people... and fine I do.

Webby: EHHHH MY BROTHER LIKES MY BEST FRIEND... I'M SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW. WE NEED A PLAN.

Huey: I have one it's called be nice and hope she notices.

Della: Oh baby child no. You have to actually make a move. Don't be like your uncle donald

Donald: (Burts in from the back) Stop telling the boys that! I mean it's probably true but it hurts.

Della: I was telling dewey to actually MAKE a move and not just wait for her to notice.

Donald: Oh... then your mother is absolutley right.

Huey: You taught me that!

Donald: And I was very wrong and i'm very much alone and i'll probably die alone aside from you guys. I'm okay with that.

Della: Okay i'm going to put a pin in that because your going to die alone over my dead body.

Donald: We talked scrooge out of us sharing a casket though.

Della: Again pin my baby needs me, Huey just be honest, be yourself... and just don't corner her.. just ask her nicely to go to a movie, or a library or an abandoned condo built on an native american buiral ground.

Webby: Thanks again for the date spot suggestion by the way. Lena loved it.

Della: your welcome. I have enoguh mom for all of you.. includingt he tiny robot and the grown man who misses his child.

Goofy: Awwww...

Louie: Wait why IS goofy here?

Donald: He's rooming with me. I still had the spare room and he has empty nest.. plus he needs a new house after the old one burned down.

Goofy: It's just like college!

Huey: But I"m.. scared okay? besides her being objectivley better than me, I had BOYD run the satstics.

BOYD: But your still great.

Huey: Thank you, what if she dosen't want that or dosen't feel that way?

Louie: Then you'll be awkard around each other for a while.. you were going to be ANYWAY if you don't tell her and either way the awkward goes away. You got this man. She's a nerd, your a nerd, your all nerds.

Launchpad: (Happily) hey!

Louie: You got this. We're all in your corner.

Doofus: (from outside still) Even me... though if you fail i'm going for that.

Webby: (cheerfully) If you even THINK about hitting on my best friend again I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth and bury you where no will ever find you.

Doofus: Ohhhh I won't.. your much more intresting.

Webby: Ewwwww.. I have a girlfriend. Also your objectivley disgusting in every way shape or form.

Doofus: Well I (gun cocks) Am being threatned by your help. Good day to you. (Runs off)

Louie: MRs. b, did you ever know that your my hero?

Beakly: (beams proudly and then goes back to her gardening)

Dewey: Louie's right, while I will mock you constnatly you got this. Plus you got her best friend in her corner.

Webby: Yeah.. though if you ever hurt her i'll do to you what i'll probably have to do to doofus one day

Huey: That is entirely fair and I will accept my death without a struggle.

Webby: See you are good boyfriend material!

Huey: Though I doubt I mean she couldn't possibly...

MEANWHILE: not far from the house, Lena and Violet are walking

Violet: Feel the same way. I mean... for one your around.

Lena: I appricate the compliment but i'm dating his sister. And i'm also VERY gay. Like our dad's gay. Like huey's mom is turbo bi.

Violet: Yes i've read the "Bi as explitive" t-shirt she wore when we first met her. But besides a lack of better options why me? I'm stilted, I do not get people, and until a few months ago my only friend was learning.

Lena: Take out stilted and you just described him too. Your similar enough to really click but just diffrent enough it won't get boring.

Violet: But you nad webby

Lena: Are opposites. Yes this is true. But it's not ALL relationships. Sometimes you date someone just like you, sometimes you don't.. I mean our dad's aren't exactly the same either, but their amazing. And so are you. I may not belivie in most people, But I belivie in you. (they arrive at the gates, violet has been in uniform naturally) Now get in there and get that nerd, Nerd.

Violet: (has been tearing up slightly and hugs her sister) You are the best sibling I never asked for.

Lena: (Hugs her back) right back atcha

(Inside)

Dewey: (holding a cake shaped like violet's head and eating it directly with his mouth) I got the cake

Huey: This isa why I set up a decoy.. three of htem.

(Della and launchpad are also holding hteir own cakes)

Della: But i'd never...

Huey: You would if this wasn't so important to me, so I feel your behavior deserves to be rewarded. Now if you'll excuse me I need to hide my emotions. (Waves hand over face.. and still looks like a nervous mess) There no one will notice

Louie: Huey she's a nerd not blind. Look man, your amazing, you are a catch.. I mean not at our age or even in highschool but eventually scrooge will die and you'll be richer because you'll probably invent something that makes you rich before that. As I said just go for it man, just find an opportunity and cease it.. we're all backing you up. And if it fails, we'll be there to pick you up. Now go get that nerd.

Huey: Right.. i'm just going to pen the door and

Duckworth: Masters violet and lena... (Leads them into the foyer) Also nicely done.. and thank you for asking my permission though in the future as long as your uncle is uninvolved you need only give me a heads up so he can hide from it.

Huey: Thank you duckworth.. ahme... ta-da!

Violet: (blushes) It's wonderful... and is that a bookshelf? And.. is that terry pratchetts complete works? And a cake shaped like my head.. may I?

Huey: (Hands her a knife)

Violet: (Cuts in) And it's an exact repleica of my interior cranimum. I knew you wanted those x-rays for a reason b esides curosity you rascal

Huey: (Blushes) I uh.. thanks

Violet: (Blushes bakc) Uh any time)

Della: Awwww

Huey: Hey violet I was uh wondering,, I uh..

Violet: ... okay so he does feel the same wya tha'ts a relief. You were right Lena

Huey: Wait what?

Louie: You had to give her the pep talk too huh?

Lena: Yup.. I mean she is usuually confident

Louie: Not so true here...

Dewey: I"m fine with that.. it's what makes him loveable.. that and it means i'm not 100% teh donald

Della: Nah you got too much of my genetics for that.

Huey: Okay I can handle this okay..

Violet: Oh god you really aren't intrested

Huey: No I am I am but why me? I"m not even a senior woodchuck.

Violet: no but when given the easy out you didn't take it, you took the honorable path. YOu also are smart, adorable, and do not mind the fact I speak more roboticaly than our actual robot friend.

BOYD: 4 friends!

Huey: An dyou.. dont' seem bothered that I kinda sorta a little am nervous.

Violet: If you mean extremley yes but I find it cute.

Huey: I.. uh (Blushes0 uhhhhh... youralsobrillantandcuteandIlikeyourhairandthewayyousmellandIknowthat'sweirdbutIwasupwindofyousoicouldn'thelpitandiwnattobeyourboyfriendeventually

Louie:Wow just.. wow.. I mean I expected it to be bad but that is art

Violet: I accept (Smooches his cheek) Now let's dig into my head shall we? I call frontal lobe

Lena: I want a large portion of skull

Webby: I get the eyes.

(The two nerds hold hands and head for the cake)

FIN

#JESUS FUCKING CHRIST #DUCKTALES #just JESUS FUCKING CHRIST #this took me forever and grew out of hand #ducktales spoiler #huey duck #violet saberwing #huelet #webby vanderquack #dewey duck #louie duck #della duck #donald duck #goofy goof #also from now on outside of actual qoutes i'm going to try and keep continuity. #so keep an eye on that #doofus drake #boyd drake

[copper-wasp]

Even a Devil May Drabble: Dante x Reader: Valentine’s Forgetfulness (Part 19/?)

Rating: E

Words: 1,353

Tags: Explicit Content, Established Relationship, Light Foodplay, Dante Being an Adorable Doofus

Also posted to AO3!

This was a gift for CheesySquid from a discord server, but it seems that their tumblr blog has been deleted or renamed. If you see this and want me to tag you, let me know Squid! (Also, I posted this on AO3 on V-Day but forgot to post it here 😅)

“Dante?” you queried into the darkness of Devil May Cry’s interior. Flicking on the lights, you looked around, immediately sensing something was up. The office was... clean. No pizza boxes or empty Jack Daniel’s bottles on the coffee table, no nudie mags on the floor or dirty dishes piled precariously on the jukebox. Something was definitely wrong.

You didn’t notice the vase of flowers until you nearly walked past it, the only thing on Dante’s desk, besides his treasured photo of Eva. There was a note card, a heart with your name in the middle written on the envelope, and you picked it up. Opening it, you found a note from Dante, reading “Happy Valentine’s Day to the only woman who will still put up with me. I love you, [Y/N].”

Oh fuck.

Today is Valentine’s Day.

Fuck.

You’d completely forgotten, your mind full of all the tasks on your plate at work. And, from the looks of it, Dante not only got you an enormous bouquet of flowers, but also cleaned the entire office as a gift to you.

And the damn flowers were peonies, your favorite.

Feeling awful, you set the note card back on Dante’s desk, shrugging out of your coat and draping it over the back of his chair, along with your bag. You assumed Dante had to go out, so you decided to take a bath, needing to stew in your terrible-girlfriend shame, and hope that ordering some pizza for him when he got home would be good enough until you could get to the store in the morning.

Stepping up to the second floor landing, you paused, seeing light coming from beneath the door of yours and Dante’s shared bedroom.

“Dante?” you called out again, answered with an ‘In here,’ by the man in question. Well, there went your plan to take a nice shame-soak.

You shuffled over to the door, sighing as you opened it. There were rose petals on the (also, somehow, spotlessly clean) floor, a trail of them leading your eyes to quite a sight.

“Hey there gorgeous, I hope you’re okay with having dessert before dinner,” Dante said, already completely naked and sprawled out on the center of your bed. Your mouth fell open in shock as he lifted up a huge bottle of Hershey’s chocolate syrup and squeezed it all over his chest.

You were still standing in the doorway, biting your lip to try not to laugh. It didn’t work, and a huge bark of laughter racked your form. You clapped a hand over your mouth to try to quell it, but lost it all over again when Dante started laughing along with you, holding the bottle up again to let a long stream of sticky chocolate drip into his mouth.

Once you were able to speak, you made your way towards the bed where Dante was still posed. “Dante, you are such a goof,” you said, shedding your cardigan.

“Good, she’s taking off her clothes, my plan is working,” he said, dipping a finger into the syrup on his skin before pushing it between the lips you loved to kiss.

“I have to apologize, babe,” you said, losing your boots and socks next. “I forgot today was Valentine’s Day.” You quickly unbuttoned your dress pants, pushing them down over your hips to puddle on the floor.

You looked at your boyfriend, who was giving you a gentle look, as you started to unbutton your blouse.

Dante smiled, gesturing for you to join him on the bed. You did as he asked, kneeling at the end of the mattress, fingers still working on the buttons of your shirt. “It’s okay. I knew you would,” he said, “You’ve been so busy at work, and I wanted to do this for you. You saw the flowers too, right?”

You nodded, giving him a grateful smile. “I did. Thank you, Dante, they’re absolutely gorgeous.”

“You’re gorgeous,” he replied, helping you push your blouse off of your shoulders. Your bra and panties didn’t even match, but the heat in Dante’s eyes told you that didn’t matter, that all he was interested in was getting you out of them.

Before he could tug the strap down your arm, you pushed him back onto the mattress, avoiding the drips of chocolate migrating down his body. You quickly straddled him, his cock jumping beneath you, dipping your head down to lick a long stripe over his chest. You pulled his nipple into your mouth, sucking it clean and he grunted, his hands moving to grasp at your waist.

“How long were you waiting for me?” you asked, dragging a finger down his abs and lewdly sucking the chocolate from it, looking down into his eyes.

“Hours, days, who knows?” Dante joked, but you wiped the smile off his face when you scooted back on his thighs, grasping his cock in your warm hand. Pushing his legs apart, you settled between them, enveloping the head of his cock in your mouth, a little bit of a chocolatey taste still on your tongue. It got a lot saltier as you swirled over his slit, swallowing the precum that had gathered. Dante was already moaning, and you took more of him into your mouth, tag-teaming with your hands either on the rest of his substantial shaft, or gently massaging his sack, trying to hear one of each of Dante’s array of noises.

When you released him from your warm, wet mouth, he looked thoroughly debauched already, eyes half lidded as he gazed up at you.

“Want me to ride you, cowboy?” you asked, reaching behind you to undo the clasp of your bra. Your breasts free, Dante’s hands cupped them, thumbing over your nipples and making you arch into his touch.

Dante didn’t respond, just spared a hand to snap the elastic of your panties, urging you to remove them. You slid off the bed, making a grand show of removing the lacy underwear, shaking your rear at him as you pulled them down.

You took another lick of chocolate off of Dante’s abs before straddling him again, letting his cock rub against your slit. You were soaked, sucking him off exciting you almost as much as him, and when you raised your hips to sink down onto him, his length slid smoothly against your velveteen walls until it was buried to the hilt.

You rolled your hips once, earning another beautiful noise from the man beneath you, before setting the pace that both you and he enjoyed.

His name was on your lips, blackness creeping in at the edges of your vision as your climax loomed, Dante harshly whispering filthy things as you let your hands smear the remaining chocolate syrup over his body. His fingertips went to your clit and with just a few practiced swipes your cunt clenched around his length, tears clinging to the corners of your eyes.

You cried out Dante’s name, feeling him buck up into you frantically before he too reached his end, coming deep inside you.

Grabbing one of your hands, Dante pushed your fingers into his mouth, moaning around them as he cleaned the sweetness from them.

“We did make a little bit of a mess, didn’t we?” you asked between panting breaths, seeing the flecks of syrup that had landed on the sheets.

“I’ll clean ‘em later,” Dante said, cock still happily inside you. You bent forward, not caring about the mess, and let him wrap his arms around you.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Dante,” you said quietly, pulling him in for a proper kiss, full of tongue and whimpers.

“You too, babe,” he replied, kissing your forehead. “Wanna get a shower?”

“That would be wonderful,” you replied, feeling sticky from more than just the chocolate syrup. “And then we can get some pizza.”

Dante looked like you’d just gifted him the world, a big goofy smile on his face as he helped you to the bathroom. You professed your love and thanks to him throughout the rest of the night, especially when Dante carried you back to bed for round two.

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[kageyuji]

i also have a crippling fear of social situations but i like talking to people so thats weird....uh my favourite food is breakfast cereal and i go to a really posh school that i got into bc im supposedly smart, but im a chaotic good dumbass and one time i stabbed a guy with a pen bc he grabbed my friend’s butt. my fandoms are sherlock, harry potter, good omens and percy jackson (sorry for so many, oops)

Her first ask got eaten but basically said “im bi, 5 foot exactly, short blue hair thats proper curly, british, grumpy but also kinda funny, hates social interactions but loves people and would kill/die for my friends of which i have 2”

For Sherlock, I ship you with Sherlock!

He loves that you’re smart! It’s Sherlock, what’d you expect?

On the other hand, he really likes your chaotic energy as well. It’s a good middle point between stuck up and...Moriarty.

He admires that you are protective of your friends, he knows he can trust you.

Sherlock finds your hair so interesting. He knows it’s just hair, but like? It’s so pretty?

He hates social interaction too and would happily stay in his flat with you all day.

He just thinks you’re so cute! He wouldn’t admit it, though.

You’re five feet of absolute preciousness and he loves it.

Weirdly, he likes that you only have 2 friends? He doesn’t like people all that much, but he can get along with your friends at least.

Please alert him the next time you plan to stab someone with a pen, because he would love to be there.

And he’d definitely egg you on, then completely deny the event ever happened.

Sherlock doesn’t Eat™, so he can’t really judge you for liking cereal, but will definitely tease you about having such a stark contrast in where you go to school versus your goofy personality.

For Harry Potter, I ship you with Draco!

You go to a posh school and expected not to catch Draco’s eye? Tsk tsk tsk.

He takes pride in your being at a good school, even if he doesn’t go there.

Ok so he might be mean sometimes, but he still drinks his Respect Women Juice™ and would find it absolutely hilarious if he saw you stab a guy with a pen

And also he might get a little pay back of his own just because the other person pissed you off.

He likes that you only have a few friends. It’s hard for him to trust people, believe it or not, so he thinks that it’s easier to a few close friends than a lot of acquaintances.

He likes when you’re grumpy, he thinks it’s cute. He just knows you to be so kind, that whenever you’re angry he can’t help but be amused.

Honestly he’s not too fond of social interaction either. Don’t get me wrong, he loves to be fawned over but he doesn’t like too many people. There’s just too many threats, too many things that can go wrong.

So expect him to want to spend his free days alone with you.

For Good Omens, I ship you with Crowley!

He absolutely adores you, someone please help him.

To be honest, he was probably drawn to you at first because of your hair. He just thought it was so cool!

The chaotic energy you give off was another plus, of course.

But then he realized you were actually really smart and he was surprised? But it was a pleasent surprise.

He may act like a total doofus, but he’s actually really smart too. I swear.

He likes that you’re protective of your friends. Demons are always protective of their kind, so when he saw you standing up for your friend he was relieved. Maybe you weren’t as completely angelic as he thought...

He thinks you’re really funny and probably laughs way to hard at your jokes.

Like Draco, he thinks that it’s easier to have a few close friends than an abundance of acquaintances.

Plus, he likes your friends just because they’re nice to you.

Crowley wouldn’t admit it for the life of him, but he has social anxiety too. It started when he started wearing his glasses, he just didn’t want people to know he was different.

So, he totally gets it when you get anxious. He’s there to help however he can.

For PJO/HOO, I ship you with Leo!

The pure chaotic energy that both of you have together is astonishing.

The rest of camp is surprised at the amount of chaos follows the two of you, it’s unreal.

He thinks the fact that you go to a highend school is both amusing and cool.

Like here’s this goofball, and she goes to that school? But also holy crap you go to that school!? That’s so nice!

Definitely wants to brag about you to everyone, but he won’t. He knows you have anxiety.

Blue hair! Blue hair! Blue hair! I’m sorry I really love your hair okay I—

Also please eat cereal with him at the ungodly hour of 3 AM, he doesn’t several times a week.

He loves your friends so much. There isn’t an abundance of them, so he doesn’t feel quite like so much of an outcast when he met them the first time.

Leo also drinks his Respect Women People Juice and would not hesitate to blast someone if they grabbed your friend’s ass.

Then he sees you taking care of it with a damn pen and he loses it.

You’re so cute, you know that?

#request #ship #matchup #sherlock #bbc sherlock #harry potter #draco malfoy #good omens #go #pjo #percy jackson #heroes of olympus #hoo #leo valdez #requests #ships #matchups

[rwbyvein]

Sunlit Knight: Sisterhood

Yang: Sis? Can we talk?

Ruby: *looks away from her schoolwork on her bed*

Ruby: What's up, Yang?

Yang: You might want to come down here.

Ruby: *jumps down from her bed*

Yang: *breathes deep*

Yang: How do you feel about Vomit Boy?

Ruby: I mean, he is sweet and adorable and...

Yang: *puts her hand on Ruby's sternum*

Yang: No... I mean... how... do you really feel?..

Ruby: There's no way he's going to notice me... I mean, not with Weiss and Pyrrha and you and...

Yang: I was afraid you were going to say that...

Ruby: And what's wrong with me?.. Yang?.. Are those tears?

Yang: *wiping her face*

Yang: Nope. I don't know what gave you that idea.

Ruby: Yang? What... what's going on?..

Yang: It's not like I... you know... him too... and Snow Angel... and...

Ruby: *hugs Yang*

Ruby: What's going on here?

Yang: Nothing... just that we seem to have fallen in love with the same doofus... And you say me, but have you seen the way he drools over Weiss? I mean, come on, man, at least give us a chance.

Ruby: In the name of Taiyang Xiao Long, I say we give ourselves a chance.

Yang: Not that it worked out for dad... but... what the hell are you saying?

Ruby: Two sisters has to be better than one Snow Angel.

Yang: *pulls Ruby's head into her breasts*

Yang: What the hell are you saying, sis?

Ruby: *muffled speech*

Yang: *let's her go*

Yang: Okay, let's try this again.

Ruby: We seduce him together.

Yang: One, seducing him isn't our problem. I don't want a simple fling, I want him to... be with me... tell me... encourage me... Whatever I do, I don't want him to slip through my fingers...

Ruby: And two?

Yang: Sorry to say, sis, but seduction is not your strong suit.

Ruby: *pouts*

Yang: Pout all you want, it's not gonna help us here.

Ruby: What do we do, then?

Yang: We gotta hit him...

Yang: *with her right index and ring finger, pantomimes stabbing Ruby in the heart*

Yang: ...right here.

Ruby: Like cutting his head off with a scythe: one swift motion.

Yang: Okay, that's dark even for me, but I like the spirit. First thing we need to do is get him away from ice queen and miss untouchable.

Ruby: And then?

Yang: *makes an emphatic hand gesture*

Yang: Okay, I got nothin'. He likes them all sweet and doe-eyed. Not so much loud and sarcastic.

Ruby: Oh, come on, you're a babe.

Yang: Okay, yes, fair point, but which one does he flirt with?

Ruby: At least he doesn't just literally stare over your head.

Yang: Alright, so we're apparently terrible at this. Which might explain why we've made like zero progress. What we need to do is find a way to beat our Weisst enemy.

Ruby: Like what, walking around in lady stilts?

Yang: That might work, but it would take too much time to beat her at her own game. We need to fight Weiss with fire not ice.

Ruby: Tackle him?

Yang: You're a genius, Rubes.

Ruby: *does a curtsey*

Ruby: Why thank you.

* * *

Jaune: *shakes*

Nora: What was that?

Jaune: You know how people get a chill down their spine?

Ren: Yes?

Jaune: What's the opposite of that? Because I think that just happened to me.

* * *

Jaune: *climbs the stairs in the dorm room, when Rose petals fly in front of him*

Ruby: You shall not pass!

Jaune: Oh, hi, Ruby. Why can't I pass?

Ruby: I hadn't really thought that far.

Jaune: . . .

Jaune: *gets tackled from behind*

Ruby: *turns into rose petals and flies over*

Ruby: *lays on top of Jaune and Yang*

Jaune: Okay, you girls want to tell me what's going on?

Yang: Not going to fight back, Vomit Boy?

Ruby: Yeah!

Jaune: Why would I want to hurt you?

Yang: Wait, you're worried about hurting us? I've literally beaten up an entire club.

Jaune: And had trouble fighting a single huntress.

Yang: So, you're not going to fight back?

Jaune: I still don't even know why I'm here.

Ruby: There was a reason we tackled him, remember?

Yang: Almost forgot. So, listen here, Vomit Boy.

Jaune: Listening.

Yang: We kind of... love you...

Ruby: Yeah!

Jaune: . . .

Jaune: Could you girls let me up?

Yang: What, no go?

Ruby: *let's go*

Yang: *let's go*

Jaune: *sits up and looks between the two girls*

Jaune: Are you girls serious?

*pregnant pause*

Yang: I... I mean... I mean we did?..

Ruby: *hides her head in her hood*

Jaune: *points at the ground* Kneel.

Ruby and Yang: *kneels in front of him*

Jaune: I asked you girls if you were serious. I know I'm usually just a goofy guy, but this is something I am completely serious about.

Yang: Good god, the balls on him.

Jaune: I deserve a straight answer. I promise to give you a straight answer in turn.

Ruby: *pulls back her hood*

Yang: I've never had a serious relationship before, but with you... I don't want... I don't want it to just be casual...

Jaune: *reaches out with his right hand*

Yang: *tentatively takes his hand*

Jaune: You want to be serious?

Yang: I don't even know...

Jaune: You're deflecting. Straight question. Straight answer.

Yang: *breathes in deep*

Yang: I love you!

Jaune: *pulls her in for a kiss*

Jaune: Let's her go.

Jaune: *looks at Ruby*

Jaune: And why is Ruby here?

Ruby: *hides her face in her hood*

Yang: Oh, no! *pulls back Ruby's hood*

Yang: If I had to be straight with him, so do you. This was your idea, afterall.

Ruby: *pushes Yang's hand away*

Ruby: Okay, okay, I'll do it. Jaune You make my heart throb in my chest.

Ruby: *grabs his hand and pulls it to her chest*

Jaune: Are you both confessing to me?

Ruby: Uh-huh.

Jaune: So, I have to pick between you two?

Yang: *hugs Ruby from behind*

Yang: Nope.

Jaune: Both of you?

Yang: That a problem?

Jaune: Just so we're clear... both of you?..

Yang: Or, hear me out, take me and get my little sister as a bonus.

Jaune: She's far more than a bonus.

Jaune: *leans forward and kisses Ruby*

Jaune: *pulls back and looks between the two of them*

Jaune: Why the hell would I say no? To either of you?

Yang: Well, for one, you are always drooling over Weiss.

Jaune: To be fair, she's beautiful, but so are you two.

Yang: We're what?

Ruby: I told you you were a babe.

Yang: And I told you you were adorable.

Jaune: Both of which are quite true.

Yang: I... don't know... I thought...

Jaune: No, you didn't. *pulls Yang in for a kiss*

Jaune: *let's her go and pulls Ruby in for a kiss*

Jaune: I won't have any arguments here. You are both beautiful.

Yang (nervously): Then why are you so caught up on Weiss?

Ruby: Yeah.

Jaune: Because I'm not going to just hit on every girl until it works out. She also did compliment me.

Ruby: *thinking back*

Ruby: That was a compliment?

Yang: Yeah, I don't think she meant it as a compliment.

Jaune: Still the nicest thing anyone has said to me.

Yang: What? No!

Ruby and Yang: *tackle Jaune*

Yang: You're our boyfriend now, and that means WE are the ones who love you, got that?

Jaune: *nods*

Yang: The more I stare at you, the more beautiful you become.

Jaune: Okay, now that was a compliment.

Ruby: You were the first one to not think I was weird. You know... after the exploding with Weiss and... I just never thought you would notice me.

Jaune: Of course I noticed you. You are my precious, shining ruby?

Yang: And what about me?

Jaune: Just as precious, but of a dragon than a jewel.

Yang: Well, you called me Precious and Babe, so I'll take the compliment.

Jaune: Can I get up, now?

Ruby and Yang: *let go*

Jaune: *sits up*

Jaune: *holds his right hand to Yang and left to Ruby*

Ruby and Yang: *grabs his hands*

Jaune : *pulls them in for a hug*

#rwby #sunlit knight #jaune arc #ruby rose #yang xiao long #lancaster #dragonslayer #sunshine

[hhhongseok]

PENTAGON: First Impressions VS Now! 

   since it's ptg's 3rd anniversary, and i've been an uni for over a year now, i thought it would be a fun idea to compare my first thoughts about all the members to how i think of them now! i got the idea from i got7 inspirits on youtube, so check them out if you're interested!

OT10

then:

I first heard "gorilla" back when it released, but since i avoided stanning rookies at the time- i decided to give it some time before stanning. flash foward to august 2018 where my interest is piqued again. at that time last year, i had thought that they were pretty cute but having literally only heard gorilla and then shine, i was caught off guard by their sound change. It wasn't bad per say- just different. overall, i knew pentagon would be a group that i'd like- but more along the lines of a casual thing. 

now:

y'all already know how whipped i am for these idiots!!! their music and videos and even choreos are my style completely, especially their cute concepts!! we love dancing infants! and also, they're all such throughly good people which makes me so happy. this isn't a casual stan thing in the slightest, and it's funny to think I ever believed it would be. 

Hui: 

then:

when i saw him in shine, i thought he was a d o r k. i think it was the way they styled his hair, but i was just very convinced that he was pretty lame lmao. after that though, i saw how cute he was and he became my bias for a while. i remember thinking at one point that he seemed like an exasperated dad?? i didn't really have any basis for it but that observation was there nonetheless. 

now:

exasperated dad? more like hyper 3 year old. hes literally one of the loudest and most energetic. what was i on. but i think hes the most precious and clingiest little toddler now!! i was right about the dork thing though, but its super cute how goofy and lame he is. also!! talent for days!! his dancing, singing (his falsetto is !!), composing is all incredible. the most important thing though? a godly leader. he's so caring and kind and full of love for his members it hurts me. we don't really see a serious leader hui, but thats okay because i think it means he tries to keep uni and ptg in good spirits by showing them cheerfulness. and that's amazing to me.

Jinho: 

then:

my most notable thought about jinho in shine was "how is he that small". i remember thinking it was cute how he pushed the giant one too, lmao. i didn't think much else of him beyond that, other than noticing how adorable he can be. 

now:

ok yeah, jinho is cute and tiny and whatever- but now i Understand the power that he holds. how he looks with his hair pushed back for example. or how about that bruno mars cover he did with hui. (hhhhnngg). also?? he's not even That small. the ones that make him look itty bitty are Literally just giants. but aside from his appearance, jinho is probably my favorite vocalist like!! i appreciate him s o much. (listen to his cover of gethsemane and last night of october for clear skin) of course jinho is also very cute though!! so i was right about that at least! he just also has many other great sides to him that i worry are overlooked!

Hongseok: 

then:

i didn't,,,notice him. at ALL. like i just glossed over his existence completely when i first saw shine. and even after that- it took me a minute to pay him any mind. when i did finally notice him though, i noticed his smile. i remember i was watching videos with my girlfriend and i pointed him out to her! that was mostly because i felt bad for not really having any strong opinion on him though oops. anyways i ended up just thinking he was a mom. and i was really impressed by his english and strength.

now:

real talk, it pained me to write all of that out!! bc now?? omg hong is my everything- but thats kind of obvious. anyways!! hes so  f u nn y !!! its absolutely a stupid kind of funny and hes definitely annoying but i adore it. also the mom thing is only kind of true. he has the capacity to be maternal and take care of them, but he's way more likely to make fun of literally every single member. he's more like an older brother that never leaves his siblings alone and thinks he's funnier than he is. and we hate him for it. anyways, his voice is So underrated im. angery. he has such a beautiful voice, just in general, and on top of that- his singing is lovely. like yes, more hong solo please. 

Hyojong: 

then:

i definitely took note of him immediately! his voice is very distinctive, and he stands out a lot in shine. which is really saying something. i thought he was really talented for sure! and i almost felt he was too cool for me to be looking at. i kind of got the vibe he'd be pretty icy i guess? 

now:

he's not intimidating at all. like not even a little bit. bc he's not taking himself as seriously as i thought he was lmao. also hes so   l o u d . and a plant man. but i think the best thing about edawn is his unpredictability! i never really know what to expect from him and i like that. 

Shinwon:

then:

i thought he was HOT. i already thought he was handsome in the 0.3 seconds of screentime he got in shine. but a friend of mine showed me clips of him from that couples game video and. o o f. i really couldn't get over how pretty he was. it didn't help that this was the same video where him and kino were doing that dance. personality wise, i don't remember much standing out to me. other than how easily scared he is.

now:

shinwon is soooo embarrassing. i wouldn't say hes completely shameless about it though, but he's shameless to the point of actually doing the stupid shit so im. still enraged about it. he legitimately makes me physically look away sometimes when im watching a video and he's being weird. theyre all my kids, and i love them. but he's the child im ashamed of lmao. moving on, hes a real cutie pie. that fact that he gets so scared so easily is both really funny and super endearing. but he's just a playful baby and im honestly glad that hes has so much fun.

Changgu:

then:

i noticed him less than hongseok. like i dont think i had a single notable first impression of him. 

now:

past dess was one entire Doofus huh. like changgu is a whole ass blessing to this planet and you mean to tell me that she overlooked him??!! anyways, though, he has an elephant heart for sure. such a genuinely empathetic and truly kind person!! he never fails to warm my heart with his sincerity and i love that about him. he's also part of the idiot squad though, with how he goes along with hong's antics. we hate that. and all his impressions + dumb faces. speaking of faces though,,, his acting?? i love it!! he's really talented, like when i watch pretty pretty i kind of forget that changgu is even playing a role. and his d a n c i n g!! underrated dance king! underrated king in general, how about that. 

Yanan:

then:

my first bias in ptg!!! i fell in love with him instantly! i loved how tall he is, and the white hair and his  i c o n i c "my baby"!! like i was whipped from the gate. i remember liking his duality back then too!!

now:

ok so, since he was bias immediately, i noticed more about him than anyone else. which means i have less to write oops. but thats okay because at least i had a bit of taste back then. but, yanan is hilarious. he's so clever and funny and you can tell how effortless it is. most iconic ptg sayings are something from yanan and thats just amazing. the big thing i notice now that i didn't really before, though, is that fact that his duality is so shocking because he's literally just as unpredictable as hyojong. its impossible to really tell what hes going to do next, and i think it catches people off guard more with yanan because even that aspect of him is unexpected. 

Yuto:

then:

i thought he was kinda scary!! idk he seemed so cold and i couldn't really relate to that so i didn't grow very attached to him. 

now:

he's so pure!!! hes said that he has a hard time expressing his feelings but i don't really see it? because he always seems so happy to be around ptg and having fun with them even if he isn't usually the one playing around!! he loves them so much tbh and its the sweetest thing :( everything about yuto is so sweet, because he cares a lot about the people around him and doesn't want anyone to get hurt- even if its fake or a joke. and like, he's really hardworking too!! ptg have said multiple times that he works the hardest, and that really is saying something imo! and like, you can just see it even without being told that. whether its his workout journey pentory or the fact that he's literally been learning guitar. also!! omg the lyrics he writes?? heartwarming, romantic and life changing!! seasons and cosmo made me a different person. but yeah, he's such an amazing, warm person and i cant believe i found him scary. 

Kino:

then:

i thought he was the main vocal. like no joke, he was so charismatic and flaunting so  much in shine that i was like "ah yes. the main vocalist" hhhggg. i remember thinking he was pretty though, and that his stage name was super cute. but i wasn't very interested in learning about him, despite how he really caught my eye. for some reason, though, i eventually got the thought that he was really pure.

now:

main vocal hdzfhh kino relax you're confusing ppl. of course he has an amazing voice and it always sounds incredible but!! what amuses me is the way he sings always sounds kinda like he's trying to be sexy and?? its so funny in ballads and stuff imo. but yeah, that "sensual"?? singing is what threw me off back then. buf more importantly, i just wanna mention the pure thing- because its a confusing situation. on one hand, kino has a heart of gold that not only adores uni but is also accepting. as well as how he's constantly bringing light into the world with his words and truly bright outlook. but on the other hand he's a demon that dances like That and is so dangerous when he wants to be!! so!! what's it gonna be kino, make up your mind :( anyways, listen to knnovations. esp bad timing and 224.12!!

Wooseok:

then:

i loved him instantly. he looked like an overgrown 10 year old in my eyes and that's just. precious. i thought he was pretty funny too!! 

now:

if i took off my hong glasses for long enough, id be able to say that i think he's the funniest in ptg. because he's so hilarious in my eyes like? he makes me do an ugly wheeze laugh, and a lot of my favorite ptg moments involve him in some way lmao. but he is actually a baby, so i was onto something there with the overgrown 10 y/o thing. despite being really funny though, i do think he tends to be quiet more often than like hui or shinwon and he hardly ever smiles, unless he's like laughing and thats makes me think that he's kind of awkward?? not in like a bad way, but i just kind of see that i guess. but!! something that i think is passed over a lot with woo is the fact that he usually has a hand in composing, and also that he writes his raps?? like that's so cool, we love that!! 

ok! so that was my lame little essay lmao. i hoped you liked if you read it all! im just glad to say that i really appreciate pentagon as a whole, and how much joy they bring into my life nowadays!! i feel like ive found a place to call my own with uni and with pentagon :)

#text: bouquet #universechallenge #wow this took forever and its kinda dumb but it was fun #i wouldnt be satisfied if i drew anything tbh

[nodesiretogrowup]

That episode was ADORABLE!!! spoiler-y thoughts below:

It was cute seeing Team Magic together, even if it was only for a few seconds. I’m gonna pretend that they were fighting Launchpad’s wereduck ex.

Would really love to see a Dewey-Beakley episode now.

“I mean, this is very wrong, but it’s not this either.” Don’t be a hater, Scrooge. I’m surprised Huey hasn’t made himself a costume like Della has. More mother/son bonding in the future?

Goldie is a BOSS ASS BITCH and I LOVE HER.

Louie is already being adorable. I love my green son.

Louie has to stay on brand. He knows who he is.

Goldie is WORKING that necklace.

“Don’t let her get too close.” I wonder if that will come up in future episodes.

“HOW DID THIS GO SO WRONG SO QUICKLY?!” #youtried

“You gotta get close.” And theeeereeees the conflict of the episode.

“I’ll have you know I’m the evil triplet!” “Suuuure, you’re the scariest bunny in the pet shop.” I love their dynamic already.

I think there was some sincerity in Louie’s ploy. He does know feel like he’s not as good as the rest of his family.

“You know your cons.” I think you might be genuinely impressed there, Goldie.

“So you’ll teach me?!” The kid just wants a mentor he can relate to.

Poor Louie. The kid is legit TERRIFIED of Doofus. Was that invitation actually gold?

Della, you do need to sleep.

Of course Huey has a different version of epic. My sweet nerdy son. I wonder if Fenton plays this game too. It seems up his alley.

Love the art style of the game and cyborg Della.

Princess Username and the Heartthrob Goblin. I feel like Della had a crush on both of them. Though NOTHING can beat Princess Unattainabelle.

“The impractically giant weapons, the high stakes adventures!” I’m siding with Della on this one. Big weapons=Big fun

 “The whole village won’t have turnips this season” I highly doubt that is part of the game.

YAY LAZORS!

Doofus’ party looks pretty dope, not gonna lie.

My poor baby Louie. I love that he and Goldie’s outfits kind of clash. Louie is dressed to the 9s while Goldie is super casual. Possible foreshadowing of the two not being on the same page?

“Not full of hair.” WHY IS THIS CHILD LIKE THIS?!

I love that Goldie and Louie can just look at a pile of loot and know exactly how much it’s worth. Even Goldie looked impressed.

“Guhmeemama.” That’s...upsetting.

“Can’t wait to tell my therapist about it when I’m older.” HELP THIS POOR CHILD.

“No, that’s just being a bad party guest.” Lessons in etiquette from Goldie.

“Also I don’t know yet.” Honesty, I can respect that.

 Perfect widdle angel? Is Gideon around? (Two Gravity Fall references. I’m on a roll.)

SERIOUSLY, THE FUCK IS UP WITH THIS KID?!

“Hellowen, Llewellyn.” BURN THE CHILD!

I like the Goldie saved Louie from falling in the pool. She’s already attached even if she won’t admit it.

“The only parent I’ve even known.” “Why does he hurt me?” “You know why.” THE FLYING FUCK IS UP WITH THIS FAMILY?!

WHY IS DOOFUS SO UPSETTING?

Wow Goldie, that was harsh.

Percival P. Peppinton. A.) that name is AMAZING B.) digging the Willy Wonka look.

“Hey, I got range!” Johnny is too cute.

The honey bin. Yikes.

Hey, the Beagle Boys are a legit family, even if their mom wasn’t actually there!

Sharkbomb. Just beautiful. I think Glomgold has some issues to work out.

“Super young aunt.”

Digging Mark’s casual outfit.

Boyd is BABY AND MUST BE PROTECTED.

I saw that Goofy Movie reference. And the Flounder hat.

I love that Mark has a phone charm of himself. Sidenote, I miss phone charms.

I wish Glomgold had covered my eyes too. CANNOT UNSEE.

Glomgold’s pics are GREAT. I feel like he’s had those for awhile, just incase.

Quick thinking Louie ftw!

That hug was TOO CUTE. Louie really NAILS affectionate gestures.

Louie is as...photogenic as his Dadnld.

“POOL TIME.” I had the same reaction as everyone else.

Impressed Goldie is impressed.

Oh Glomgold, you keep doing you.

I get you Huey.

“THE DUKE OF DESTRUCTION!” The crew really likes dukes.

A WILD LAUNCHPAD APPEARS.

“I’M THE MASTER OF THE SKY!” I love that the dragon looks like the Sunchaser/Cloudslayer. It’s the little details.

“I’M SURPRISING MYSELF, THIS IS AMAZING!” LAUNCHPAD IS BEAUTIFUL AND I LOVE HIM.

“What a great life lesson!” Solid parenting. Anyone else want to see Launchpad and Della play this together. I mean, what better way to bond than playing video games together (that aren’t Mario Kart or Smash Bros)?

“WOO, JETPACKS!” SERIOUSLY, the two of them would get along SO WELL.

Doofus confirmed for masochist on top of sadist.

Did the invite say to bring bathing suits? Also, Goldie is looking FINE in that gold one piece.

Glomgold, are you...ok? Do you ALSO have daddy issues?

God I love Goldie and Louie bonding.

Notice how Boyd never touches the water? Love that he keeps the bowtie on. And again, BOYD IS BABY.

Goldie is DUMMY THICC

“The greatest adventure of all-waiting.” Oh sweetie.

Della, you should chill on the whole danger thing.

“Every journey begins with a single step.”That’s much better.

THAT IS WHY I NEVER LET MY GUARD DOWN!

“I SHOULD NEVER TRY ANYTHING NEW!” I feel ya.

HE’S A PINBALL WIZARD!

DO NOT TOUCH MY BABY BOYD!

“Beaks would NEVER miss out on that sweet clickbait.” “Click-what now?”

Aren’t acronyms fun?

“Do you know how many evil robots I’ve face? *nervous laughter* Too many.” OH MY SWEET CHILD!”

POOR BOYD! That legit made me sad. LET HIM BE A REAL BOY!

BUTLER DAD OUT!

“DO NOT PEER behind the curtain of reality, bud.” That’s a great line.

THIS POOR KID IS HAVING AN EXISTENTIAL CRISIS! HELP HIM!

Butler Dad, noping out again.

Louie looked legit sad about what happened. He’s a good boi.

“I’m gonna need a really big bag of rice.” YOU DON’T DESERVE BOYD.

Money, Money, Money. I’d like to play that game.

LOUIE JUST WANTS SOMEONE HE CAN CONNECT WITH! I’m kind of hoping it ends up being Donald or Della that fills that role for him.

“I swore after last year no one’s EYES WOULD MELT OUT OF THERE HEADS.” WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK.

Et tu, Goldie?

They really are two peas in a pod. I bet she would have ended up giving Louie a cut.

“Hi, I’m BOYD a DEFINITELY real boy, and I’m going to DESTROY YOU.”

“YOU’RE A REAL, SWEET, KIND BOY, I SWEAR!” No arguments here.

Someone is concerned for Louie’s well-being.

THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THIS CHILD!

I legit want Louie and Boyd to become friends.

Aw Goldie, you DO CARE!

NOT RIGHT.

DELLA LOVES HER BABIES!

“IT’S OVER 9000!” You can NEVER go wrong with a Dragon Ball reference.

SUPER SAIYAN HUEY!

“Well, at least he’s out of his comfort zone.” You might have created a monster there, Della. At least he’s getting out his aggression in a safe and health manner.

Louie could never truly be a conman, he cares about others too much to let them take the fall. And that is noble of him.

Goldie is BRUTAL.

SUPERHERO LANDING!

Louie understands the power of family.

“YOU SENTIMENTAL TOASTER.” Burn?

Yay for Doofus’ parents standing up to him! THAT’S THE POWER OF BOYD!

“I’m...free.” THIS MAN NEEDS THERAPY, STAT.

“YOU’RE IN TOO DEEP.” It’s ALWAYS the quiet ones.

“I’d say you get used to it, but that would be a lie.” The words of a man who has had his heart broken.

LET LOUIE FIND A FRIEND/MENTOR!

THE PHOTOS! GOLDIE DOES HAVE A HEART!

#ducktales #dt spoilers

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Your Jacob’s Character by @hufflepunk-asfrick and (spiritually) MC Character Challenge by @cptaincarswell (neither of whom will actually be tagged because the ship sailed on these months ago and I don’t want to clutter their notifications)

Rules: Make a collage of characters that summarize what you headcanon your MC’s brother, Jacob to be like! Tag who you want to see do this

and

Rules: Choose five characters (movie or tv show) that represent your MC/ MC’s different layers.

So uhhhhhhhhhh... here’s the thing. I was tagged in the Jacob Character Challenge by @wilhelminafujita and indirectly by @batgirl-87 a long ass time ago. I was also tagged by @batgirl-87 in the MC Character Challenge but I don’t... watch enough TV or movies to actually do that one all the way! So I’ve gone ahead and merged the two challenges into just a collage of five characters for both of them

Explanations for the choices below!

We’re going clockwise from the top of each collage

Jacob Caradoc Dwyn

Ephemer (Kingdom Hearts series)

I made a direct comparison a long time ago, but tell me if this is familiar: an overly curious boy goes missing while investigating a huge conspiracy and you spend most of the prequel mobile game he stars in hunting his ghosting ass down while he occasionally sends you vision messages

The similarities go way beyond just their roles, though. Ephemer is a big conspiracy theorist who hates not knowing things and will do whatever it takes to hunt down the truth

Most people thought he was absolutely crazy, as you do when someone tells you that they think you’re all secretly being sent into holographic simulations when you go on missions (but he was also totally right)

He’s also notoriously overconfident in combat. You meet Ephemer because he decided to take on a monster way stronger than he was and got seriously hurt. But at least he’s self-aware enough to admit it (but also... is really gung-ho about fighting things in the current arc...)

He’s a genuinely nice guy but not above needling people to get the information he wants from them

Loyal as hell to the people he cares about and protective of them. Like, he really doesn’t know your Avatar all that well but still rushes out onto a battlefield to save you and volunteers himself to go on a potentially deadly mission with you just so that you won’t have to go alone

...buuuuuuut he’s not above going off on his own without telling anyone in an attempt to keep them “safe” and then getting into serious trouble for it

Is currently having a panic attack because he was placed in charge of a gang of teenagers and has to be The Responsible One™ but clearly hates it, which is what I imagine Jacob would do if you ever made him a leader in any capacity

Messy hair and an adorable smile

Honestly it’d be easier to list the things that Jacob and Ephemer don’t have in common. I didn’t intentionally base Jacob off of him but I won’t deny that a lot of Ephemer probably influenced Jacob’s character

Sokka (Avatar the Last Airbender)

Sokka’s on here mostly due to his relationship with his little sister, Katara. Jacob’s relationship with Seren is a very strong mirror to the Southern Water Tribe siblings

He’s really smart, but because he’s also very goofy a lot of people tend to overlook just how much creativity and ingenuity he brings to the table

No, Sokka’s seriously one of the smartest members of the cast. There’s a reason they call him “the ideas guy.” He knows when to get serious and break out the logic and reason. It’s never stopped him from being a loud, boisterous goofball, though

Cursed by the universe to a lifetime of misfortune

Sokka is very loyal and protective to his younger sister, but because she’s generally more emotionally measured it comes across like she’s taking care of him. And he knows that and really loves her for it, but it just makes him want to take care of her more, since that should be his job

They bicker a lot, but in the end they’re completely inseparable

Ellie (Up)

A bit of an unorthodox choice, but Ellie really is the physical embodiment of Jacob’s excitement to travel and Hufflepuff hard-working nature in a lot of ways

Ellie has huge dreams of exploring distant lands and she goes at it with such gusto that it’s completely infectious

Some people would argue that it’s overwhelming, but Ellie doesn’t really care about their opinion. She’s doing it for her own satisfaction!

When she falls in love with Carl, her goal changes to having both of them go on the trip together in much the same way that Jacob would really prefer traveling with his precious little sister, Seren, than by himself because they’re a team

She saves up her whole life for this trip. She never once gives up on it entirely. Despite the setbacks, despite the fact that she passed away before ever even accomplishing her goal, she was always working towards that great adventure

Sherlock Holmes (Ace Attorney Series - The Great Ace Attorney/Dai Gyakuten Saiban)

I am... so glad that I didn’t make this until after the fan translation for DGS came out because hoooooooo boy does Ace Attorney Sherlock give me mad Jacob Dwyn vibes

(I was always going to make Jacob a huge Sherlock Holmes fan so this worked out way too perfectly)

Ace Attorney Sherlock is legitimately very perceptive and good at picking up on minute details, but because he’s so overzealous about his detective work he has a tendency to jump to conclusions a little too fast and usually ends up having to be redirected by his more calm partner

Once you get him on the right track, though, he’s an unstoppable crime-solving machine (with the bonus ability of being really damn good at sleight-of-hand stuff)

He’s also hugely eccentric. Would Jacob Dwyn just hang from the wall by a hook while wearing an expensive tiara for the hell of it during an investigation? Ooooooh yes

Jacob’s a lot less wildly inaccurate, though, because he does genuinely want to solve the crimes to the best of his ability

I am absolutely certain that Jacob wouldn’t hesitate to tell everyone he knows about all of the mysteries he’s solved with his sister because guys. Guys it was so cool. Yes, I am THE Jacob Dwyn of the Dwyn Detective Agency please pay attention to my cool job

Sherlock is a Good Dad and Jacob is a Good Brother. Case Closed.

Ant-Man/Scott Lang (Marvel Cinematic Universe - Ant Man)

By this point you should be seeing a pattern. Smart, creative guy who’s also pretty goofy who has a younger female character that he loves greatly

Scott, though, isn’t above doing a lot of really sneaky stuff and taking unscrupulous jobs to get to his (admittedly pretty noble) goals. He adds that slight bit of moral edge we were missing from the Jacob equation. Not much, but some

Like I just think of the scene where Scott uses a bunch of creative methods to break into Pym’s house. Methods that require a lot of knowledge of security systems and science

He also does not let the rules stop him from doing what he thinks is right. It’s how he ended up in prison in the first place

Jacob Dwyn would unironically get very excited about a “Time Heist” and you can’t convince me otherwise

Also, the snark and quips. Can’t forget that Jacob’s an incorrigible sarcastic doofus

What can I say? Scott’s undying loyalty to his daughter matches Jacob’s undying loyalty for his sister perfectly

(We are all very lucky that Jacob wants to solve crimes because he would be way too good at doing crimes)

Seren Aisling Dwyn

Saoirse (Song of the Sea)

It wouldn’t have been right to make this list without including one of the characters that inspired Jacob and Seren in the first place and Seren fit Saoirse better than Jacob fit her brother, Ben

Song of the Sea is an Irish film about the two kids of a Selkie mother and a human father, who hides their heritage from them when their mother disappears (note: Jacob and Seren’s mom does not disappear). This hidden heritage causes Saoirse a lot of physical problems (i.e. rendering her mute, making her physically grow weaker the longer she’s apart from her seal’s coat), just like Seren’s hidden Siren heritage causes her to completely fail to address her additional needs that leads to a lot of unintentional illness in her Hogwarts years

Ben and Saoirse have to try and get back home so that Saoirse can sing the Song of the Sea and sent the Fair Folk home. That’s where I got the idea for Jacob and Seren to go wandering off alone as kids and encountering a bunch of magical creatures during their adventures from

Ben totally hated Saoirse until later in the movie, which inspired Jacob hating Seren after she’s born but warming up to her in a few months

Personality-wise, Saoirse may look sweet and quiet, but she’s a huge ball of sass. It’s just easy to miss because she only conveys it in her facial expressions, which is something that Seren’s always done, too

She also doesn’t follow their grandmother’s rules well. She’ll go along with things to a point, but the second she doesn’t agree she’ll strike off on her own and get it done by herself despite how tiny she is

(A lot of younger!Seren was inspired by Saoirse)

When given the opportunity to leave with the Faeries and her mother, she chooses to stay behind with her brother and father because she loves them, and while Seren isn’t fond of either of her parents, she would stay behind for Jacob

Yew Geneolgia (Bravely Second)

Okay... look, I promise that I didn’t just base Seren off of Yew because I made her before finishing Bravely Second but...

Playing Bravely Second was an experience after making Seren

So my boy Yew Geneolgia is the youngest member of a noble and prestigious house, was never expecting to inherit it because he had an older (half-)brother so he went to magic school and ended up being, like, the smartest student there, to the point where they had to give him a secret special ranking on the school ranking system because he was tooooo smart at magic (*cough* Seren singlehandedly winning the House Cup every year *cough*)

Of course their father doesn’t want to let Yew’s brother inherit anything because he’s not a pureblood noble (and the Dwyn siblings aren’t pureblood wizards). Yew’s brother disappears hunting down a sword in order to earn his way back into the family

Yew goes hunting the sword down to try and bring his brother home and surprise surprise it’s CURSED

(The Geneolgia siblings are not a perfect match to the Dwyn siblings but there are a LOT of similar elements there)

After his brother goes missing again after finding Yew with the cursed sword, Yew decides that he’s just going to try and be his older brother by taking up his place as a swordsman despite sucking at it. In Year 4, Seren decides that everyone just wants Jacob and not her, so she starts modeling herself after him more until she can’t keep it up anymore in late Year 5

So a small, young magic nerd who’s extremely awkward in social situations whose story revolves around a missing older brother that they attempt to emulate, unsuccessfully

Also, Yew is the one making all of the Bestiary entries. He’s clearly got an interest in Zoological stuff and he’s a very good artist since he does all of the illustrations in there, too

Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III (How to Train Your Dragon Series)

Hey speaking of Zoology did you know that Seren was into Magizoology and is very good at befriending creatures? It’s true!

Seren in her early years at Hogwarts is very similar to Hiccup from the first film. She’s shy, but undeniably witty and sarcastic. Her self-confidence is extremely low because she keeps getting compared to more successful family members. Her strengths come from her intelligence and being able to look at things from angles others might not, like extending empathy to creatures that most would hate

She’d never be able to hurt a dragon like Toothless come on. He’s too cute. Too sweet

As she gets older she still matches up with Hiccup, though. He finds himself being thrust into a leadership position and having to adjust, but doing so gracefully and with emotional maturity in much the same way that Seren steps up to lead the Cursed Vault crew when she needs to

You have to be pretty fearless to step up to a dragon that could bite your head off and then learn to fly on it, and when it comes down to it Seren is just as fearless in anything that is not a social interaction

I’m sorry, did I just hear SELF-SACRIFICIAL TENDENCIES? Why yes, yes I do believe that I did

And Hiccup will never, ever give up on Toothless no matter what. No matter what the dragon does (or is forced to do in the second film). Just like Seren will never give up on Jacob. No matter the cost

Ema Skye (Ace Attorney Series - Apollo Justice)

I know that Ema was in Spirit of Justice, too, but I don’t know anything about that one so I’m only covering her appearances chronologically up to Apollo Justice

I didn’t realize until watching someone’s blind playthrough of Apollo Justice recently just how much Seren was like Ema

So Ema starts off strong already as A Very Devoted Little Sister who absolutely refuses to believe that her older sister is guilty of a crime despite her sister confessing to it

(She ended up being right and her sister was blackmailed into covering it up which was honestly my default situation for the Dwyn siblings before the Portrait Vault chapter came out. Ema’s sister was being blackmailed with evidence that could implicate Ema with murder, Jacob would have been blackmailed with Seren’s safety. Which is still true, I suppose, but we’ll see how this holds up later)

She’s very passionate about forensic science in the same way that I imagine Seren can be in her own interests like Magizoology and later on the development of forensic magic

Almost a decade later, though, and Ema is... super jaded and grouchy. She’s sarcastic and kinda rude, but lights up again if you get her talking about her interests

She also doesn’t have her dream job but is instead... a detective. though Seren’s a lot more content as a detective than Ema is because she’s got Jacob and a license to do creature-related cases

But just the progression from the innocent kid to the jaded adult detective is... such a good match that I just had to put Ema in here

Katara (Avatar the Last Airbender)

And just like Jacob had Sokka, Seren gets Katara to round it off

There might be something to be said about the Southern Water Tribe siblings and the Dwyn Siblings both being linked to water as an element

I already covered a lot of this in Jacob’s section, but they have a similar dynamic

Katara is a Mom Friend extraordinaire who obsessively takes care of everyone in the group, even when it’s not her place to. A lot of them find it overbearing sometimes

While she’s generally fairly mature and level-headed, when she gets mad she gets absolutely furious and cannot be stopped until she’s satisfied

“You can’t knock me down!” is such an iconic line and very much embodies Seren’s stubbornness and determination to get back up and keep trying no matter what

She loves her brother. She’s not above criticizing him or the occasional jab, but she also knows when to give him credit for the incredibly smart things that he does. Nobody will defend him quite as hard as she will when she has to

The lovable, goofy, intelligent, protective older brother and the equally intelligent, mature, caring, stubborn younger sister. There’s no better way to describe the Dwyn Siblings than that

#harry potter series #harry potter hogwarts mystery #hogwarts mystery #hphm #hphm jacob #jacob's sibling #jacob dwyn #seren dwyn #my god i'm so sorry this took so long i really wanted to do it #but i also REALLY wanted to finish the picture of them as detectives to use IN it #and well... we can all see how well that one went

[crazyrandomfucker]

Adrien Augreste: UwU

I’ve enjoyed writting this one also, ut I have to apologise because Adrien is not exactly the main character in this one. I hope you still enjoy it. ___________________ It was already past midnight, Adrienne was sitting calmly in her rooftop reading some comics while Adrien just mumbled about how unfair it was that he couldn't go to patrol that night per request from the bugs. Then, without expecting it, a crimson blob dashed through some near rooftops, followed by a scarlet blob that seemed to be scolding the crimson one. Without thinking twice, Adrien called for the bug superheroes, who actually heard him, stopped and headed tho the manor's rooftop.

"Is there any problem?" asked Lordbug as he landed without making any sound. "Oh no, don't worry, I just was trying to say hello, that's all" said Adrien. "Hello then" said Ladybug landing next to her brother, without making a single sound as well. "Isn't it rather late for you two to be awake? Aren't you two models? If I recall correctly from all the billboards with your faces we have to evade you're the Agrestes, right?" asked Lordbug. "You're spots on Lordbug, but I think the night still young for us" said Adrienne winking to Lordbug. "That's true, besides, it's not like they have school tomorrow. It's saturday and summer" agreed Ladybug. "Just spare them this time ok?" "Well thank you Ladybug, you're definetly my fav bug now" said Adrienne. "Hey, wouldn't your brand new boyfriend worry if he accidentally heard that you're still awake?" replied Lordbug. "That's a dick move brother" scolded Ladybug. "Well, perhaps he should come and make me go to sleep!" replied Adrienne flustered. "Tell him to also give me a goodnight kiss!" added the girl, causing a small reaction in Lordbug's face. "Pffft, geez sis, keep calm. He's only worrying about us" commented Adrien while laughing. "Oh yeah? Ladybug, could you two stay here for a bit? There's something I want to show you" said the girl with a mischievous grin, rushing to the lower floor. "I wonder what can she possibly up to" said Adrien.

In less than three minutes, Adrienne was already back there with a huge book and locked the door to the rooftop behind her. She shot a Chesire grin to Adrien and opened the book, revealing to the heroes baby pictures of Adrien, eating a banana without peeling it, dressed as a pirate, trying to climb someone's bed and so. Adrien felt utterly mortified and tried to hide himself behind at table, dying out of pure embarrassement.

"How could you sister..." said Adrien curling into a ball out of pure shame. "Think of it as a payback for pressuring Marin too much. Even if I liked the outcome, it's not something nice what you did" scolded Adrienne. "If it makes you feel any good, Mari is now giving away her best pieces of cloth as an apology to Marin" said Ladybug. "That's unfair! it was my idea, she just accepted to help me a bit" protested Adrien, triggering a subtle reaction on Ladybug's expression. "And that's why everyone ended up spying on such a private moment? And if you're so willing to take the blame for her, I'm pretty sure you won't have a problem to repay Mari for every piece she has to give up on and also share more of this embarrassing pictures" said Adrienne shaking the album over her head. "Please, anything but that! No more embarrasing photos!" pleaded Adrien. "I think those were really cute" said Lordbug holding his laugh. "Don't you think so sis?" said mischievously the superhero. "Wha- Ummm... Y-Yes. He was really cute- I mean- the photos were really adorable!" said nervously the superheroine. "I think you're spending too much time with Mari Ladybug" said Adrienne laughing heartily, which only made the hero blush. "Hey, that's true, you usually go to the Dupain-Cheng household. Is it like Chat and Kitty that come here because we remember them so much of their civilian life?" "Well, we already were friends with them and it's fun to hang with them as you know. But we mainly go there to spend some time with civilians. It's sometimes exhausting to be a hero and a teenager, so we just hang around a bit when we can" confessed Lordbug. "Is that so? I guess that superhero business is more of a responsability for you two. You could also come here if you want, our rooms are pretty big and we have lots of stuff to entertrain ourselves" said eagerly Adrien. "I apreciate your offer Adrien, perhaps we'll hang around sometimes. It's nice to talk to you two" said Ladybug diligently. "Do you want to come inside now? We had already prepared a Disney marathon for tonight and there's space and popcorn for two more" offered Adrienne. "We should get back to our patr-" tried to say Lordbug. "I think we can afford a few films brother, there's no akumas and it's a quiet night" said Ladybug and hold off a silent conversation with her brother, clearly winning the discussion. "So yes, we accept".

The heroes followed the models inside and made themselves comfortables in Adrienne's bed. They ended up spending the night ther, watching Mulan, Hercules, the Beauty and the Beast (which sort of resembled of Ladybug and Chat Noir to everyone), the Little Mermaid and more actual Disney films like Moana (which ,ade everyone picture Chat as Maui), Frozen (that one made Ladybug see Olaf as Chat when he's goofying around) and Ralph Breaks The Internet. By the end of the last film, Ladybug and Adrien were already asleep and Ladybug was resting her head in Adrien's chest while the boy was half hugging the heroine with a face like the UwU emoji. Adrienne took her phone but couldn't take any photos because of the darkness, but Lordbug used a night-mode camera function and took a handful of pictures, sending them to Adrienne's phone and to Marin's too.

"Thank you or your help, he's so much going to love this photo" whispered the girl with a big smile. "Marin is never going to let him forget thought. And I won't let my sister forget either" whispered the hero. "Huh? What do you mean?" asked Adrienne whispering. "You see, my sister likes him, not for his looks or fame, but for his kindness" explained Lordbug. "And why doesn't she confess?" whispered Adrienne a bit outraged, but keeping her volume down. "He's never going to notice the girl under the mask. He'll only be in love with Ladybug and I want him to love me for being myself, not a stupid mask" whispered Lordbug, impersonating his sister as good as he could. "Ugh, as much as I'd like to deny it, I think she's right. My brother is too oblivious to notice anyone and he's too much in love with her that he's just putting her in a pedestal" confessed Adrienne. "I know" agreed Lordbug. "Do you think we should awake them? They are too cute like that" asked Adrienne. "I know, but we do have to leave. I guess I'll just carry her without waking her" said Lordbug in an exhausted tone. "Well, thanks for everything. Have this as a thank you as well" said the girl, sending the hero a picture of everyone while they were watchin the films. "I'ts been my pleasure. Now do to sleep or I'l tell your boyfriend? teased Lordbug, before taking Ladybug in his back and disappearing in the night.

Adrienne smiled and went to his borther bed, as hers was occupied by her doofus brother. As she laid down on the bed, her phon vibrated and illuminated. She hesitantly took it and saw a picture of Marin sleeping like a baby (with his mouth all open) from an unknown number, followed by the message: 'Two can play this game Adrienne. Love, Ladybug.' That made the girl's heart skip a few beats as she burned inti her memory the cuteness of her boyfriend sleeping, almost wishing to be there with him to caress that beautiful face of his.

#miraculous ladybug #adrien augreste #miraculous fanfic #miraculous au #Twins!Au

[gentleoverdrive]

Celica wants a confession. Otherwise? No dice. Chapter 2

Originally posted in Archive of Our Own/AO3. Link here

Chapter 01: Should the student council members have after-school activities?

(Introduction narrated by Python) Zofia Academy –also occasionally referred to as Central Zofia, to help differentiate itself from the fancy-pants Zofia Academy for the Performing Arts located in the Novis Archipelago—An incredibly prestigious academy with a centuries-long history of providing the country with able leaders on most fields, a history that endures to this day in no small part due to the efforts taken by its respected headmasters… … or so we would like to say, but after the previous shithead in charge— meaning Desaix, of course— was dishonorably dismissed in light of his less than stellar track record coming to the surface, it’s been probably justified to call into question just how much of the academy’s good graces were a front as of recent times. Hey makes sense, if you ask me. Nevertheless, current headmaster Jorgensen (who’s waaaaay less of a shithead, even if he’s stubborn as a mule, thankyouverymuch) has made strides in correcting course. One of his first uses of the prerogative as head of this institution was to actively pursue talented candidates qualified for the scholarship programs offered to ten students per year. The second use, though, proved a bit trickier (ain’t that always the case?): In order to secure a potential returning student, he had to enlist the aid from said potential returnee’s closest friends. Man, I could totally go for the whole shebang on this little ditty. Hey Forsyth, d’you think Lukas has the scoop on it? Anyway, during the start of his third year as headmaster—oh joy— there were seven particular rugr—er, students that had become the center of attention for the Academy’s High School section. Of those, this story will proceed to fastidiously concern itself with the two that stood out the most and how their romance blossomed… and because they’re both as dense as a sack of bricks, hopefully it’ll be funny. Enjoy. Or don’t! Makes no real difference to me. I’m getting paid either way! Can we get some damn service in this cafeteria already? Can’t grade papers worth squat on an empty stomach, y’know? --- 2. Let’s talk briefly about Anthiese Lindenbaum “Good day, Ms. Lindenbaum!” A second year greeted Anthiese through her afternoon walk to the Student Council quarters. “Good day to you, as well” she answered with nary a delay in her timing, all while offering the slightest of nods to the student who previously greeted her. Anthiese Lindenbaum: While for most of her adolescence she remained in exile from the main Lindenbaum family, her academic success could not shine brighter if attempted. Even as the youngest of Dolph Lindenbaum’s six children, Anthiese was expected to prove her mettle before society. And prove her mettle she did, having done so with superb results in matters of literature, music, self-defense and countless other subjects. Anthiese Lindenbaum, truly a gifted young lady. Belying his naturally playful self, the young man walking at her left could not paint a starkest contrast to the heiress if he tried. Carrying a stack of books that partly masked his visage, the earnest, newly-minted Student Council President was not much for forced displays of gracefulness. Due to the order in which he arranged the tower of them, the tomes occasionally flailed around, resembling something akin to an intoxicated dancer. It was only natural that, after so long, a couple of them would find their way down from the makeshift tower perpetrated by this young man. “Agh!” He let out a groan of annoyance at the multiple sounds of books hitting the ground. Perhaps not the most refined of gestures, but if he wished to voice his dissatisfaction with the current scenario, this accomplished its job with flying colors. Following his down-to-earth expression of disapproval with the result of his failed literary babel, he began to scan the ground using his right foot. Such a display caused the onlooking students to let out a hearty chuckle at his expense. Not that he really minded (he minded a little). Suddenly feeling a hand right next to his foot, the President peered to his left to find a fellow classmate grabbing the books. “Sorry about that, McClelland. Would you terribly mind passing those books to the Vice-President?” “No, not at all, Pres” The young woman replied almost immediately, before handling the books to Vice-President Lindenbaum. After Anthiese offered her a grateful nod, Siobhan McClelland quickly retired from the pair’s path towards the Student Council room, allowing them to continue their route uninterrupted. “By Mila, she’s so beautiful” One female student acknowledged. “And despite his somewhat doofus side, the President is surprisingly cute as well” A fellow student acknowledged of the boy juggling with dancing literature on his way to their quarters. Despite pretending otherwise, both heads of the Student Council could hear the gossipy whispers going behind them just fine. --- 3. Alm Flowers is both an idiot and a reprobate (a cute idiot, though). Student Council Room. “By the gods! You’d think they had seen the Prime Minister or something with all the hemming, hawing and gossip going on back there”. The president vented while slowly placing the books in various places around his desk. Anthiese couldn’t help but to wonder, though: Was he breaking them down in categories? Personal favorites? Topics to get caught up on? “President, please mind your language” Anthiese’s retort was both stern as it was quick. “Even if it’s mostly limited to this academy, we are public figures after all, whether you want to acknowledge it or not, so try to carry yourself with some semblance of dignity, if you please” She carried on while inspecting one of the books on top of the stack as the president offered a nod as a way of apology. The book’s title was ‘36 Ways to convince your opponent he’s truly well-cooked’. Anthiese chuckled ever so slightly at the book’s name. As she quickly discovered, she had gained the undivided attention of the President without meaning to. The combination of his grin, his green eyes and how he cupped his cheeks to stare at her could only be described in one word and one word only. Adorable. Many people would prefer to go with goofy, but she could not get enough of it. As of right now, though, she could feel the temperature in her face elevate, and could only guess that her face was comparable in color to her hair. “Would… would you mind not staring at me in that way?” She tried her best to sound imposing, but the tone of her voice betrayed her by all accounts, so she used the tome she had just picked to partially cover her face. “Thanks for the pick-me-up, Ms. Lindenbaum!” The president said shortly before unleashing a follow-up devastating grin upon his unsuspecting associate. “What… whatever do you mean by that, President?” Anthiese replied, while redirecting her glance elsewhere, all to secure her survival to today’s onslaught of cuteness. “Well, thanks to the headmaster being a giant pain in the—uh, neck” Flowers wisely caught up with himself this time. He knew that he needed to mind his language in front of the Vice-President, given her more traditional education. “I’ve been cracking my skull open trying to memorize everything that needs to go into being a good Student Council President for this here school”. “And… can I level with you, Ms. Lindenbaum?” Alm put one more of the books down as he said that, his brow slightly furrowed. “Sometimes I kind of have second thoughts here about the possibility of not measuring up to the task” Anthiese tilted her head slightly towards her right shoulder as she threw a bemused stare his way. If she could sum up her current opinion of the President, is that he’s ever so slightly disappointed her through said declaration. The president pinched the bridge of his nose before letting out a small sigh. “Part of my bone to pick with it is that it felt like little more than a popularity contest. Still sort of feels that way—I mean, I’ve been a student here, what, 3 weeks now? And to all of a sudden find myself thrust into this spotlight? Don’t you think it’s weird?” He resumed his book sorting while following on his thoughts. “I’m not going to quit, though. Don’t want to let my partner down” He added, while offering a little wink as a visual punctuation of sorts, which managed to sweeten up the Vice-President enough to elicit an additional smile. And just like that, her opinion of him shot ever higher. A reliable young man all things considered. “Makes sense that you feel that way, especially given that this is probably the first time such a weight has been placed on your shoulders” So far, Anthiese had acted as the spokesperson for the Student Council these past two weeks. “So please make sure you are ready to tackle this responsibility head-on as soon as possible” She added, while reaching for the teapot, hoping some of the Earl Diamond still remained from the one she brewed for the adjourned council meeting from this morning. “Yeah, it’s a can of worms waiting to get cracked open, for certain” Anthiese let out yet another small chuckle at hearing that expression leave President Flowers’ mouth. “Oh! I think that’s the first time I haven’t seen you do that hand-covering gesture you often do, Vice-Pres” Despite her best efforts, the Vice-President often had to engage in mental gymnastics to remain on top of herself, especially given the attention provided by her student council partner. “By all means, show the world your smile, Ms. Lindenbaum. Truly the gift that keeps on giving steady returns” for the vice-president, said comments had a certain novelty. It’s not as if she had never heard sweet nothings before, of course: People who knew who she was and, more specifically, what her last name was, always tried to pile them up while trying to get themselves into her graces. President Flowers, though, was different. He often mixed up two or more figures of speech, often with the sole purpose of squeezing out some sort of wordplay or, gods willing, a pun. The results often left something to be desired. The one just now finally sank in, though, and the shame of his truly dreadful wordplay finally started washing all over him. “Please just pretend I gave you a normal compliment” The president mumbled while burying his face deep in his hands in complete embarrassment. Anthiese could not help but to first puff her cheeks slightly and then burst into a small fit of most joyous laughter before regaining her composure and playfully pointing at him. “Never! You will have to make proper amends for that truly harrowing barb, President” Alm’s eyes peeked from between his fingers at her playful rebuttal. In the space of the last two weeks since becoming a member of the Student Council, Anthiese had picked up a couple of habits from having to endure the gauntlet which made up much of the President’s idiosyncratic sense of humor. “Well, if that’s the case, then…” Alm rubbed his chin, all while staring at the ceiling clearly trying to think of something. “Hmmmmrrrmmmm…” The green-haired youth was yet again actively furrowing his brow, so it seems like this time around, he was actually wracking his brains while trying to come up with a way to make it up to his classmate and fellow council member. What the president’s brain was concocting was privy only to him. Regardless of said process, the results would probably further leave her baffled. It was not an unwelcome occurrence, though, since it made her days all the more interesting. Since he was still coming up empty, he decided to try and reorganize his thoughts properly by opening the drawers on his desk and seeing if the contents therein could give him an in… before he could finish properly opening the drawer, he noticed a couple of things that weren’t supposed to be there. His right eyebrow slightly raised, this kind of thing took Alm for a loop. The only people who have a key for this drawer are himself and Principal Chun. Just who had gained access to his desk drawer? Then he noticed what the contents mentioned and his eyes widened: Courtesy movie tickets. And how they could’ve known that he liked the ‘Clueless Princes and the Freeter Dragon Girl’ series of novels so much? These two movie tickets couldn’t be a coincidence. He was stumped. A few steps away from him, Anthiese narrowed her eyelids while allowing a small, picaresque smile to form in her face as the President kept looking down, unaware of the plot she had concocted. Oh Alm, don’t look so shocked. Celica thought while playing with her hair. It’s the sort of thing that is often commonplace when you want to ensure something comes to happen, right? So what if someone has a trusty person available to them in order to easily gain access to such private places? Shouldn’t one use every resource that’s available to them when it comes to war? Do not think me so naïve, Alm Flowers. Celica couldn’t help but to chuckle when recalling when she gave Mae the go ahead to pick the lock of the President’s desk drawer and place the tickets there. Now that she saw how President Flowers had placed the aforementioned tickets in his uniform jacket’s inner pocket, she could barely contain her excitement at the prospects ahead as she started tapping her fingertips against each other. Without warning, his stare snapped back while raising his left index. Anthiese reverted back to the friendly, yet assuring demeanor she often displayed while around the President. “Say, do you have any plans for th—” “SALUTATIONS!” The doors of the student council were opened at full force, accompanied with said cheerful greeting. While only a word was uttered, it was obvious to all but the most secluded of students that the manner of speech, delivery and infectious pizzazz could only belong to one person. “Tsk!” Anthiese clicked her teeth at hearing that same entrance. While not completely foiled, her plan would have to be put on hold for now. --- 4. Who are the Jorgensen Siblings? “Oh, salutations Miss Jorgensen” Anthiese greeted the Student Council’s very own secretary. A lot of things in her everyday life had taken a turn for the strange, and a sizable amount of those came down to one emerald-eyed person in particular, but the secretary’s presence proved to be an anchoring presence… most of the time, at any rate. “Ah, Miss Clair” The President did his best to hold in his snickering. It would perhaps reflect poorly on him to point it out as such, but Miss Clair Jorgensen’s old-fashioned manner of speech was a little too much for him to handle at times. “What is it, President? Is something I have said today objectionable in any way, shape or form?” Her straight-laced tone just now made him feel a bit taken aback. “To what do we owe such an immature display? As someone who is now an esteemed representative of the student body, please remain mindful of your behavior, for your display just now was beyond boorish!” Clair added, clearly displeased with having been made an apparent mockery of. This gave the president pause… but after exchanging a short glance with Anthiese, he then immediately proceeded to take a deep breath while offering a small nod towards the Student Council Secretary. “Sorry, sorry. Very much not my intent, Miss Clair, I’m sorry. I’m simply unaccustomed to your manner of speech, even after having interacted with you in a day-to-day basis these past weeks. I do not, however, find anything objectionable about it” Alm stood up, while closing the book he had in hand and depositing it within his desk drawer. He cleared his throat before further elaborating. “Matter of fact, I like the way you talk, Secretary” He added, while running his hand through his hair. “It feels like you’re dancing with the words themselves when you speak, and I think that’s very cool” “I… is that so?” Suddenly, Clair Jorgensen couldn’t find her verbal footing and was for once glad to not see with the president face-to-face, otherwise, he would probably make fun of her face being a tangled-up ensemble of diverse degrees of embarrassment. Also of interest is that she avoided noticing Vice-President Lindenbaum’s less than friendly glare directed at her from the other side of the room. Then, a very loud guitar and drum combo noise started going off. Both Anthiese and Clair recognized the sound immediately… “G’ah! Sorry, forgot to put this thing on mute” The president lamented as his cellphone’s ringtone made its presence known to everyone in the vicinity. The ladies of the student council were less than surprised, though, since they’ve grown acquainted with this scenario as the president gets a lot of phone calls from several people once school is done for the day. His choice of ringtones is always telling as to whom was calling him at any given time. And the electric guitar, driving percussion, along with the free-wheeling harmonica, could only indicate the possibility of two people on the other end of the line. “Hello there? Gray, is that you?” Flowers couldn’t quite hear well, since there was quite a ruckus going on in the background from the other side of the line. “Oh? What?” He seemed genuinely bemused at whoever was speaking to him, when secretary Jorgensen tried to approach him, Flowers made a hand-gesture indicating that he needed a little time out. “OK... I see… Hmm… oh!” Alm cringed for a spell. “Yikes. Uh, alright, I’m on my way. Thank you for this piece of information, Miss Jenny” His succinct responses left the other two young women intrigued as to what had transpired. “Ms. Lindenbaum, care to accompany me on this? I just got a call from my friend’s cellphone, but the person on the other side claimed her name as… Jenny, I believe? Saying she’s a friend of yours. Something about our friends getting into a scuffle with a third party who, and I quote, ‘wanted to start some… uh, expletive deleted with them’ for no rhyme or reason.” Alm smiled awkwardly when realizing the less than clever swap he had committed just a few seconds ago. “Right! Let us go, then” Anthiese grabbed the council small notebook and her cellphone just in case. “Miss Clair, if anybody comes or calls—” “I will make proper annotations, President Flowers” Before Alm could continue, Clair had more or less taken up his number, to which he replied with a thumbs up and a wink. Nice catch there, Flowers. Hopefully you can keep this propriety momentum train going Alm thought while offering a small fist pump for himself as both Anthiese and he departed from the Room. Clair smiled to herself once the two freshmen left. Ah, President Flowers, you must simply stop being so inconsiderate. She thought, while quickly bringing her left index and middle fingertips on top of her lips.A few seconds after both Alm and Anthiese had left the room, the Student Council phone rang in the background, and before it could ring for a third time, Clair had already prepared pen and paper to take notes.“Hello, dear brother. To what do we owe the honor on this Friday afternoon?” Clair’s tone had become slightly more lax now that she was talking to her older brother and headmaster of Zofia Academy.“Well, truth be told, I wanted to speak with the young Student Council President, but given that I’m currently speaking with you instead, I’ll hazard a guess and proclaim that he’s currently absent once more”“A sharp deduction, even if the tone in your voice betrays your intent” She readied her pen. “Any chores that need to be tended from the desk of the headmaster, at this moment?”“Ah, not particularly. If I’m being honest, Principal Chun informed me that yet more talent scouts had been spotted at the general gate, asking details regarding one or more of Mycen’s protégés. Of particular note was their interest in Gray Mittleman” Regardless of the importance, the youngest Jorgensen sibling decided to apply aplomb and wrote down the information she felt necessary to communicate later on to both her immediate superiors within the Student Council.“Oh my, so your designs to make the status of this Academy soar are paying dividends. It hardly seems like the same Clive Tiberius Jorgensen that once embarked in a campaign to win the affections of his now bride-to-be”At hearing that name, the headmaster groaned. “I had, for a few days now, almost forgotten what my full name was, Clair” The deadpan tone Clive employed just now could cut through any surface. “Thanks for the reminder”Clair giggled at him. “And why would I avoid using it? It is your full name, after all” Clive Jorgensen sighed at hearing that statement.“You know, now I understand why Alm decided to keep you around as part of his student council”At that, Clair left out a sensible chuckle. “Enjoy your weekend, brother” And then promptly hung up.

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[noddytheornithopod]

So, Star Wars Resistance... I saw the premiere and the subsequent two episodes that Disney put online. I’ll discuss my thoughts under the cut (expect lots of Autistic feelings on Neeku :V).

I don’t know if I’m just getting older and would’ve felt the same about Ahsoka and Ezra’s first appearances, but I’m kinda finding Kaz annoying for now. I’m sure he’s going to develop and get better at... everything, but for now I’m finding him kinda grating. Like, he’s got the immaturity those characters had, but he’s more obnoxious about it especially since he’s such a try hard and his awkwardness with everything got annoying for me quickly. But of course, the massive idiot always ends up being right or fixes the problem of the episode. Makes me wonder how he even is a good pilot and flying T-85 X-wings in the New Republic navy. :P The most interesting thing about him so far is how sheltered he seems with his parents doing everything for him until now.

Oh yeah, Kaz saying the New Republic is all he’s ever known and he wants to fight for it... can’t wait to see how he’s going six months later. :P

We got a little bit of information about the Republic and Resistance relationship actually stated in visual media, namely how they weren’t allowed to engage Vonreg and Kaz had to get rid of them, and how the New Republic isn’t a fan of the Resistance even if they’re kind of necessary to keep an eye on the First Order. I can’t help but wonder if Kaz’s dad is secretly a First Order sympathiser, given the novel Bloodline indicates a lot of the “centrist” (as in, they want to centralise power) senators were secretly FO sympathisers. We don’t know much about Kaz’s dad besides him being a wealthy senator, heck we didn’t even see him when he talked with Kaz.

Besides Kaz being too much of a doofus for my liking, my other big issue was... Neeku. I’ve discussed before that his Autistic coding is pretty blatant, and these episodes pretty much confirmed he’s quite stereotypical there. I want to like him, but I feel really uncomfortable watching him. I’m not sure if it’s just me being overly weary and internalised ableism talking, but the whole literal minded thing got old fast. Like, if the character had more nuance at this point I might find it funny and relatable (think PnF or MML in this regard), but Neeku is so stereotypical (right down to the fucking Sheldon style voice - wait what do you mean his voice actor was also on The Big Bang Theory) that it just leaves me feeling second hand embarrassment. I thought they were going to be more introspective when he gets upset and talks about how he finds it hard to get others... but nah. Speaking of which, I kinda feel really weirded out at how they basically used his literal mind and naivete to basically get Kaz into conflict with everyone by taking his boast literally? Like great job guys, I sure feel so much better about myself right there. :/ I also feel weird because they make him seem really childlike and really emphasise it, and people talk about how cute and adorable he is. It’s just uncomfortable. Also, Kaz taking advantage of his literal mind to deceive him and sneak off from work? I literally said “you dick!” out loud to Kaz there. So yeah, Neeku isn’t really working for now. I hope they develop him more because my gosh I don’t want to watch Star Wars Sheldon every episode.

Yeager is probably the best character so far. I like how he’s a wise old mentor type but he also already showing his more flawed side in how he’s trying to avoid any of the First Order conflict. I also want to know more about his time in the Rebellion, how he knows Poe and what happened to his family (don’t you DARE tell me his kid was kidnapped by the First Order). Also, him being more grounded I think really helps in the face of doofus pilot and space Sheldon.

Tam is good. They haven’t really done much with her yet, but I’m sure that will change eventually since she has expressed her own ambitions. Also I definitely feel bad for her since she’s genuinely hardworking and committed to her jobs only for that doofus Kaz to show up and fuck up everything. I kinda get vibes of the whole “loser male protagonist overshadows actually competent female supporting character” thing here, to be honest. Like obviously Kaz has to grow as the protagonist but wow, I feel bad for Tam (though I guess we’re supposed to).

BB-8 is cool I guess, always there to pull off nifty stuff to help. I guess Poe is using Kaz’s astromech for now while BB-8 has Kaz on the mission? Bucket is okay I guess, nothing too special yet, his intro felt very Chopper though.

Haven’t seen much of the aces yet besides Torra, she seems nice and I’m definitely curious to see how her relationship with Kaz develops as they become friends. Also wow Kaz, you definitely underestimated her, just because she’s the youngest and newest doesn’t mean she’s easy, she’s an ace for a reason you ding dong. :P

The other denizens of the colossus are fine, at least the location is well thought out and the world building is there. Nobody I’ve really gravitated towards yet.

Torra’s father seems creepy. I can’t help but wonder if he’s a First Order sympathiser, or will at least be a total pushover in the face of them. I think I heard something about taking control of the Colossus but I’m not sure if it was about him or I misheard, I doubt it would be so vague though.

Dammit, I wanted a sympathetic Neimoidian, but the dude has to be in league with pirates and by extension the First Order. Also why does he have to be so fat, why do the villains have to be fat (yeah you know why but meh)?

Elijah Wood’s character was something for sure. I don’t think we’ve seen the last of him, I won’t be surprised if he ends up being a thorn in Kaz’s side in racing and mechanics or even works with the First Order.

The racing parts were pretty good, actually.

I want more of Vonreg. Of course we have to start small with those pirates being hired to do shit for the First Order, but he seems interesting. Also he’s got a cool voice, but it’s Lex Lang, of course I’m happy to see Dr Neo Cortex as the First Order’s top pilot.

Phasma is here, woo! Hope she is able to satisfy her fans here where she couldn’t in the movies. :P Also Commander Pyre is the gold stormtrooper, I wonder where he sits among the First Order if Phasma is always around for the important stuff?

Poe was cool, and Leia’s appearance was nice.

Why do the First Order want control of the Colossus? It seems pretty insignificant, but I guess we’re going to find out why it’s so strategically important with time. Definitely curious to the strategy at play.

OH YEAH also the racial diversity among the humans is pretty good too from what I can tell.

Overall, I’d say it was an okay start. It hasn’t got me fully into it like The Clone Wars movie or Rebel’s Spark of Rebellion did when they first came out, but IDK if it’s because I’m older or Resistance is aiming slightly younger. It has a lot of promise and I’m curious to see where it goes especially in regards to Yeager and the First Order’s plotting, but my gosh do Kaz and Neeku need development. I’m sure it will come since these Star Wars animated shows do show that patience pays off, but yeah. For now, not too into Kaz’s goofy antics. :P

#star wars resistance #swr spoilers

[the-suite]

Welcome to The Suite: Now What the Fuck is The Suite?

Honestly, I barely know myself yet. I was inspired by something my friend @thursdaysdove showed me: A blog that’s just you...hanging out with your favorite characters living in the same home. It’s a place where your fictional found family is always just a trip to your imagination away. It doesn’t mean that you don’t have friends you adore and can always count on or go to -- but if you ever want, you have these guys as well.

You can work through your problems, get comfort from your comfort characters, get into wacky sitcom shenanigans and...make the world something small and nice that you can control.

It sounded fun.

So yeah, this is my take on it.

I designed the suite of my dreams. 

Now who am I? I’m The Emcee. Why not just use my name?

Well, that’s because I might not know it anymore, sort of. I’m non-binary (Bigender, specifically -- my pronouns are she/he) and I’m not sure if I want to stick with my present name or try something different.

So that’s part of me. I also like puns, sarcasm, board games, and shenanigans.

Who else lives here?

I’m so glad you asked! Let me introduce my Suite-ies!

First, we’ve got Reuben/Experiment 625 from the Lilo and Stitch series. He has all of his younger cousin’s abilities, but rather than destroying or taking advantage of those strengths, he prefers to make sandwiches. He’s really damn good at making them, too, and fortunately, he’s willing to share the wealth in the Suite, so he’s kind of like the Suite’s main chef. He doesn’t cook everything, but he tends to man breakfast and a fair amount of lunch. Also, to put it bluntly, Reuben is a complete and utter sasshole --  never missing a chance for a snarky remark when the opportunity rears its head -- and I fucking love him for it! He’s my best friend in the Suite and we’re often seen watching TV together or eating in the main room.

Now give it up for Gantu, also from the Lilo and Stitch series. He’s super big with a fish-like head and after getting away from one bad boss and having a bit of a career as a galactic captain, he’s happy to take a break as a resident in the Suite. Gantu is Reuben’s best friend and the feeling is mutual, though their interactions wouldn’t always give that off. See, Gantu...he can be very sweet and is absolutely one of the most hardworking people you’re ever gonna meet, but...he tends to be pretty bad at almost everything he does. It’s sad because that’s not for lack of trying that he ends up messing up, but that’s just how it goes! So when you pair a sasshole like Reuben with a streak like that, you get a lot of snark. Still though, they lived together for years andcare about each other.

Next on deck, we’ve got Loki from the MCU! Loki’s our resident God of Mischief and his Suite mates give him plenty of opportunities to act on his title. He’s got magical abilities, skills with a blade, and a wit that can keep up with most everyone in the Suite. Like Reuben and myself, he is another sasshole, but where he differs is that he’s got ambitions that he is always excited to act on. He’s not the most trustworthy of Suite-ies, but he keeps things interesting around here!

Now let’s talk about Wheatley from the Portal series! How does one describe Wheatley? Well, GLaDOS would call him a moron (But we’ll get to her shortly), but there’s more to him than that! ...That’s not to say that he’s NOT a moron: He absolutely is. But he’s a friendly, funny little doofus with energy, a management rail, some delusions of grandeur, and a dream. He’s goofy and silly and gets along...eh-ish with most of his Suite mates, one of whom is his mutually reluctant roommate GLaDOS. Still, I wouldn’t have him any other way! He’s the absolute epitome of a Suite-ie!

Can I get a warm welcome for GLaDOS from the Portal series?! Yes, the Genetic Life and Disc Operating System herself resides in my Suite’s lab. Here in the Suite, she has no access to any of Aperture’s more lethal technology, but as always, her snark is as sharp as a katana. That’s good because on top of the rest of the sassholes here, she deals regularly with her roommate, Wheatley. Their relationship is...contentious, but they learn to live with each other. Though GLaDOS has a management rail of her own that can transport her chassis wherever she wishes in the Suite, she prefers to stay in the lab. 

Can you tell I’m ready to talk about Chell?! Our last Suit-ie from the Portal series, Chell is a perfect mix of laid back and no-nonsense. She doesn’t talk, and that’s generally the way she likes it. She has a bit of a pseudo rivalry with GLaDOS and has made peace with Wheatley as he’s no longer under the Mainframe’s influence and is able to properly apologize and make amends for the events of Portal 2. Chell’s simple, but also generally chill as long as you’re not bullying or trying to hurt anyone. She’s probably the most observant person in the Suite and that keeps her safe from everyone’s pranks and BS, but at the same time is always one of the first people to offer a helping hand or just listen.

Let’s keep our roll call going with Shuri from the MCU! Hailing from the nation of Wakanda, Shuri is not just its princess, but one of the sharpest minds the nation or the world has ever seen. In the Suite, Shuri continues her work, creating all sorts of awesome inventions to make life here and in Wakanda even better. She’s highly respected as the smartest person in the Suite, even by fucking GLaDOS, and that is no small feat! Though often found in her lab or her room, Shuri’s far from antisocial. She’s often up for participating in the Suite’s shenanigans, whether it be helping out some party in a prank war, taking her tech out for a crazy spin and leading an adventure or two, or just getting involved in the latest sasshole fight with everyone else. 

Our next Suit-ie is no stranger to suites – it’s Mr. Marian Moseby from The Suite Life of Zack and Cody/Suite Life on Deck! The former manager of both the Tipton Hotel as well as the S.S. Tipton, Mr. Moseby likes things to be just so. He’s a fan of order, cleanliness, and peace. …So yeah, the Suite might be his polar opposite environment. He shows as much off through his sometimes dramatic reactions to things as he tries to keep the Suite from becoming an utter circus. Still, Moseby is very much a father figure to The Emcee – earnest, gentle, supportive, and always full of good advice and hugs. In the Suite’s ocean of chaos, he can sometimes be the grounded oasis that she needs. He’s a sharp dresser, often wearing a dark suit with a matching tie and pocket hanky every day, but on a warm/hot day, he will wear formal shorts instead of pants.

Sans from Undertale is completely SANS-sational. A fellow lover of puns, hot dogs, and lazing around, Sans is absolutely the chillest guy in the Suite. He’s a skeleton in a blue sweatshirt and pink slippers who spends most of his days napping, watching TV, coming up with jokes to annoy his brother Papyrus and bounce off of his neighbor Toriel, and just observing the Suite’s various goings ons. That said, there’s a bit of melancholy to Sans, hidden well though not completely by his jokes and laid back attitude. It’s hard to explain, but if you get to know him well enough, you can get the sense that life’s been difficult for him and even in the Suite, he hasn’t fully shaken that off. And you NEVER want to get on his bad side, so don’t you DARE fuck with Papyrus or Toriel. But he’s always good with advice and laughs aplenty and if you stay on his good side, he’s a good pal.

Papyrus from Undertale is Sans’ brother. Papyrus has ambition in spades and is always prepared to take on a challenge. He’s a dedicated worker and the kindest skeleton you will ever meet. That also said, he’s not…the sharpest tool in the shed. He’s by no means an idiot, but between his naivete, his trusting nature, and his…delusions of grandeur, he is prone to make an incorrect assumption or two. And less kind minds will take advantage of those qualities to make him do chores or fall victim to pranks. But thankfully, the Suite’s kinder souls are looking after him – especially his skelebrom Sans. The only problem with that is that unlike myself, Papyrus hates Sans’ puns. Papyrus loves to cook, especially spaghetti. However, he’s kind of terrible at it.

Toriel is our final Undertale Suite-ie! Toriel is a goat monster, but ‘monster’ only applies in terms of classification. In reality, Toriel is one of the most loving figures in the Suite. With the help of her soft goat-like fur, she easily gives the best hugs out of everyone in the Suite. Emcee, Wheatley, Papyrus, and Alice see Toriel as something of a mother figure and go to her for advice and her nealy boundless supply of love. One of Toriel’s biggest passions is baking – she loves baking, teaching people how to bake, smelling baked goods, and eating the baked fruits/pastries of her labor. In fact, the only conflict Toriel has with the Emcee is that she won’t eat her Butterscotch-Cinnamon pie, a pie that Toriel both loves making and watching her friends enjoy (Sorry Tori, I don’t like Butterscotch).

Another utter Suite-heart, Alice Jones from Once Upon a Time is one of the Suite’s kindest habitants. The former Guardian of the realms as well as a former prisoner in a magical tower, Alice is now just…Alice! With a heart warmer than a fireplace in July, strong light magic, a love of marmalade sandwiches, and a unique way of seeing the world, Alice makes the Suite shine with a light all her own. Still, Alice isn’t just a goody two-shoes. While not as mischievous as the God of it, she definitely loves getting involved in some of the Suite’s craziness, especially with her wife Robin in tow. Alice loves everyone around her and is someone who will always lend an ear and a voice of reason/madness to anyone who needs it.

Alice’s wife Robin Mills is also from Once Upon a Time. She loves Alice, food, archery, and silliness (In that exact order). She and Alice are each other’s greatest complements and supporters! At first glance, one might deem Robin as simple, youthful, and maybe a touch impulsive -- and she can be -- but she’s also wise beyond her years. Her relationships with her family and Alice have given her a really nice perspective on the world. Still, she’s fun-loving and always excited for the next adventure, whether big or small.

Finally, we’ve got Snek the Dratini from Pokemon! Snek may be a dragon, but he’s such a snake-like noodle that I couldn’t resist giving him a snake-like name! Snek loves cuddling, fish or meat that is either super raw or well done, belly rubs, and good old fashioned snoot boops! When in a particularly cuddly mood, Snek will coil himself around the body of his target of choice and give them a big (Though not painful) hug. Some like myself, Alice, and Toriel like it. Others like Loki, Reuben, and Papyrus…do not. Still, Snek has a good sense of other’s emotions and will always come by and offer pets and snuggles if he senses they are needed. Warning: Snek does NOT want to evolve and thus several Everstones are placed throughout the Suite just in case the evolution process starts.

So, now that all of the introductions are out of the way, let me show you what the Suite looks like (Or as close as I can get to a visual of it with my non-existent art abilities)!

Anyway, if you find yourself on the third floor entrance to a lavish suite, feel free to ring the doorbell, come on in, have some laughs, and maybe find a Suite of your own somewhere in your heart.