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benjimatorarts · 1 year
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I had this as a sketch for a while and I finally came around to coloring it.
I can definitely see them wearing this at the next Villain Expo after Lowardian Invasion to show off their dominance and big dick energy. They are here to stay!
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bexdrey · 29 days
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Just how many times has Drakken done this I wonder hehe XD
I think we all know Shego's just worried -3-
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iced-american0 · 8 months
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we all secretly wanted to be shego at one point
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i know i wasnt supposed to like her but i did anyway
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yesimacreepweirdo · 9 months
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DNAmy: Your boyfriend is kind of cute.
Shego: He's not my boyfriend.
DNAmy: So I can ask him out on a date?
Shego: *ignites hands* If you go anywhere near Dr. D, I'll vaporize you.
DNAmy: *mumbles* Someone's in major denial.
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gofordrakgo · 3 months
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Impeccable
Impeccable: "In accordance with the highest standards of propriety; faultless"
(Drakgo Drabble #87)
As the weeks wore on, Drakken became increasingly concerned over his decision to hire the girl. 
For someone who ought not be noticed, he saw her everywhere. The fridge left open, driving up his electric bill for sure. Clothes that certainly didn’t belong to him around his lab. Mud tracked through the halls from her morning run. 
Fiddling with the convergence amplifier she’d successfully stolen for him, he had to concede that despite the device being of military importance no such authority had tracked her back to his lair. 
A messy roommate such as it were, but an impeccable thief. 
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bcbdrums · 3 months
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Sweet or Sarcastic - part 1
Read on: AO3 | FFn
A/N: Monthly OTP prompt fills from this list for Drakken/Shego. Because I apparently can't keep myself to one ship at a time, lol. Each chapter is a one-shot answering one of the prompts. I'm happy to hear recommendations for the monthly prompts! This month's chosen prompt: 1. First Kiss Inspired in part by this hilarious art by @flowery-laser-blasts. It's very short and hopefully sweet. Enjoy!
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Sparks rained over Drakken's head, and he curled further in on himself as he hid behind the office desk. The sounds of combat, explosions, and a telltale buzzing indicative that Shego's powers were active were the only information he was receiving as he sat panicked within his hiding place.
The silent alarm had surprised them both, and security's response had been swift. Drakken hadn't meant to be chicken, as Shego had already accused him, but when he'd tripped over his own feet after throwing a punch, scurrying away to the nearest hole seemed the wiser course.
Another explosion had him pressing his hands over his ears, and a heavier set of sparks than before fell in front of him and illuminated the office wall. He looked up as the roar of fire began somewhere behind him, and then he saw Shego's shadow as she kicked violently toward an opponent, sending him flying.
Guilt was setting in as he realized he'd left his new side-kick to handle the entire team of attackers alone, and he was just gathering his courage to venture back out to help when Shego's voice rang out over the smoldering sounds of destruction.
"Okay Dr. D., you can come out now."
Drakken whirled around and rose to his knees, peering over the desk. The security team were in a heap of tangled limbs, while an electrical box on the wall was fully aflame. Shego was approaching him with a distance in her gaze, but a pleasant smile on her face; one that indicated desires satiated.
Drakken bounced to his feet, hurrying to her side.
"Shego! You're incredible!"
"Yeah, I... Huh?" the green-skinned woman said, surprised to receive the praise.
Drakken grabbed her by the shoulders planted his lips firmly against her cheek, smacking them with a 'mwah!' when he pulled away.
"The henchmen never win! With you, my victory over the world is without a doubt!"
Drakken scampered over to the office safe to pilfer the device they had come for, not noticing the shell-shocked expression of his new employee, nor the red flush that had swept her cheeks.
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jinn-zerik · 9 months
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I just couldn't resist I had to draw something similar!
I got inspired by my favorite Disney movie XD
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a113cowgirl · 1 year
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UHM HELLO????
DID DISNEY JUST MAKE DRAKKEN/SHEGO CANON ON A RANDOM SUNDAY AFTERNOON AT 3pm AFTER TWO DECADES WITHHOLDING IT?!?!
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IM NOT EXAGGERATING AT ALL WHEN I SAY THAT THIS IS A MAJOR EVENT IN MY LIFE
I’ve been reading fanfic of these two at LEAST 3-4 times a week every week for over 10 years, and out of NOWHERE we’re randomly granted what we’ve always begged them for?!
DO THEY HAVE SOME NEW CONTENT IN THE WORKS OR..?!? WHAT WOULD MAKE THEM WANT TO MAKE THE PUBLIC AWARE OF THE DRAKGO SHIP
IM LOSING MY MIND RIGHT NOW IM HYPERVENTILATING
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sharperthewriter · 3 months
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Good evening, everyone. I have officially made Drakgo cocoa-moo! XD The only problem with it is the cleanup. :P
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veveveso · 1 year
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morevnamorya · 2 years
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I only watch cartoons for side characters with great dynamic
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benjimatorarts · 1 year
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Oh fuck he’s hot...
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bexdrey · 10 days
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"Drakken... RUN." Upon hearing those words, his fight or flight response kicked in and he ran towards the emergency lockdown switch. Drakken's eyes darted towards the doorway that was closing now behind him. The sight of Shego's glazed over and ravenous eyes sent a chill down his spine. The last thing he saw before the door slammed shut, was Shego bolting her way towards Drakken. The sound of loud, metal pounding caused Drakken to back away with widened eyes. "Just.. Hold in there Shego, I'll figure this out!" He called out. "I hope.." He added quietly before making his way towards what called 'The Research Room.' ----- "No.. no that can't be right. Nnnyeh.. Blast it all!" Drakken exclaimed as he paced the room. Monitors were set up all over the room that flashed with various information. With such little knowledge on whatever had caused Shego to completely lose herself, it was proving increasingly difficult to find answers let alone a cure. He wasn't even sure if it would clear up on it's own. The mere thought had him basically trembling. With every idea pushed aside, new ones formed but they were becoming more and more outlandish. He'd managed to find a strand of Shego's hair entangled in one of her many brushes in the bathroom, but even that was proving to be pointless. The only way he'd be able to get answers is if he could monitor Shego. Thankfully, the DNA in Shego's hair was enough to get a general reading on any potential allergies or medical issues and found there to be none to his relief. Now all he had to do was get an anesthetic strong enough to sedate Shego. As much as he didn't want to do it, he was left with very little choice. The sound of the printer had him rush to his chair and sit, rolling towards where a very long string of paper now began to print. He grabbed it quickly and began to skim over the results. No allergies, no medical issues.. but the worry came when he found he needed a very strong anesthetic to knock out Shego. Drakken grimaced and rubbed the back of his neck, his brows furrowing. He would need to make it himself and he was fairly rusty in medicines. At least it was one he roughly knew how to make, but it would take time and he wasn't sure how long his lockdown would keep Shego at bay. Wait.. now that he thought about it, the banging had stopped... His eyes widened and he spun around, the paper he clutched in his hand ripped at the base from the printer and there he saw Shego, hands flared and eyes filled with a desire to kill. She was heaving and the whites of her eyes had fully blackened. "KILL. KILL. KILL DRAKKEN." The sound of Shego's voice came, but the way he sounded only scared Drakken. It wasn't right. It wasn't her. But he didn't have time to focus on that as she came full force towards him, hands ablaze and aiming directly at him. Drakken let out a startled yelp and bolted out of the room and down the hall. The sound of Shego's footsteps and animalistic growling was hot on his trail. He had run out of time and could only hope that what he had for sedatives was enough. He bolted into the lab and slammed his palm against the 'close' button the second he was in reach. The door slammed with a thud and loud banging could be heard. He knew it wouldn't keep her out for long, but it would have to be enough. "Come on, come on. It's gotta be in here somewhere.. AHA!" He exclaimed with a triumphant flash of a grin, right before the door flew past him. He spun around and aimed the dart gun directly at Shego who was sprinting towards him. He shut his eyes and pulled the trigger and with any ounce of luck... "AUHG!" Came the suddenly distressed voice of Shego. His eyes shot open as she reached for the dart and gave it a glance before growling, slamming it down and refocusing on Drakken who backed up. Shego's steps, however, slowed and in a moment... THUD. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
WHOOOO Lookie here a part 2?! Who knew I had it in me XD And yes I do plan for a part 3, maybe 4 if I get the right idea. :) also WOOP BACKGROUNDS ARE HARD BUT I DID IT AND IT LOOKS FANTASTIC Link to Part 1: https://bexdrey.tumblr.com/post/747798862926888960/owch-cried-shego-as-she-felt-a-small-yet-sharp
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yesimacreepweirdo · 10 months
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Shego would 100% play Drakken's brainwashing shampoo rap at their wedding as a joke, and it would be hilarious.
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gofordrakgo · 4 months
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Hyperactive
Hyperactive: "Displaying excessive movement, restlessness, or talkativeness"
(Drakgo Drabble #86)
“It’s too early for you,” she grumbled, shoving him out of her way as she shuffled down the stairs. 
That didn’t stop him from trailing behind her, yammering about his newest evil scheme. Blueprints and clutter from his last three brilliant ideas littered the hallway. 
The coffee she snatched from his hands before collapsing onto the couch was bitter and sweet all at once, but even after damn near chugging the whole cup, she couldn’t muster up the energy to keep track of Drakken's one-sided conversation. 
She swallowed a smile as he prattled away. He couldn’t know she loved it.
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bcbdrums · 5 months
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The Voice - ch. 4
First Chapter | Previous Chapter AO3 | FFn
A Drakgo story.
Suspense/angst, injury, hurt/comfort multi-chap. Spoilers ahead if you've not read the first parts.
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"I, um...would you like to hear another story?"
Of course she didn't respond, and Drakken felt the sick feeling return to his stomach. He frowned and looked away to where the red of the sunset had all but vanished. He wondered if he should turn the flashlight on when it got dark... He could still hear the rain through the hole in the cave's ceiling.
"The hover-car really won't take long to fix, as soon as the rain stops. I know you've been telling me to put a dome on it for years... Eddie would call it 'tricked out.' But it does have some utility... As long as I'm adding things, do you think it needs more seats? I know the last model had three in the front... It would be useful if we ever capture Kim Possible...although I suppose we could just stuff her in the trunk... Yes, I know that's what you would prefer... But I'd like her to hear my gloating before we imprison her for life in the dungeon... Oh! That...that was supposed to be a surprise..."
Drakken felt his chest constrict in pain again.
"I built a dungeon, under the new lair..."
Tears came to his eyes again. They would never capture Kim Possible together. Shego would never see the dungeon he had built. But...he could tell her about it.
"You...you might not like it. It's entirely cliche... I even put a fake skeleton in there, hanging from a wall with shackles... But I had it built it out of the natural cave, so lava is running through..."
Drakken realized just then that even though his clothes were dry, he was still very damp. The cave was hot and humid, and his hair hadn't dried at all in the time they had been inside. He tugged at his collar uncomfortably.
"It has those...old medieval cages that are only big enough for a person to stand in...hanging from caves over the lava flow... And it has a drawbridge over the lava, with the controls only on one side. Oh! You'll like this. I calculated the length of Kim Possible's grapple gun from various security footage and made sure the ceilings are higher. Even if she escapes the cages or shackles, she wouldn't be able to use that thing to get out. And I want to find something that she's afraid of to put inside, too... Maybe—"
He had been about to say 'spiders' but stopped short. The last thing Shego needed reminding of was spiders.
"Maybe I can build a projector...or a Pepper's ghost stage... What do you think the odds are that Kim Possible knows about Pepper's ghost? I'm sure her computer kid knows about them, but there wouldn't be anything digital for him to scan. That's what I'll do..."
He tugged at his collar again and suddenly felt itchy all over. He gently placed Shego's hand on her leg and noted how cold she seemed to be despite the heat in the cave.
"I'm just...going to take my shirt off. It's too hot," he explained as he moved off of the wall.
He stayed within her line of sight as he undid the buttons and then yanked the sweat-soaked garment off of his back, the sleeves sticking to his arms slightly. He tossed the shirt away in the direction of the unopened chip bags. He untucked the t-shirt he was wearing from his waistband and pulled at the front of the shirt a few times to air out his chest.
He looked at Shego's still-damp hair and the sheen of sweat over her face. He reached his hands cautiously toward the zipper of her suit.
"Do you want me to... Ah...n-never-mind," he said with a blush, changing his mind. She definitely would not want him undressing her, even if she was hot. And...it wouldn't matter anyway.
He leaned back against the wall and found the stone cool and a slight relief, though his back was still sweaty inside his t-shirt.
"Actually, that...that reminds me of another story. Do you want to hear it...? You probably don't... But my first year in college, I'm sure my dorm room was haunted."
He shifted to put his shoulder against hers, and when he picked up her hand to hold he noticed again how cold she was even through her suit. It wasn't a good sign. Or...maybe it was? Would a quick death be better?
He fought the urge to cry, and leaned his head against hers.
"It's a scary story... You can tell me later if you think so or not..." He paused to gather his emotions as he recalled the memory and decided where to start. "The dorm room I was assigned was on the top floor and in a corner. Oh, I should explain... This was the old building, that had been part of the old campus before MIST was founded. I...can't remember what the old college was called. But my dorm had been part of the original buildings that were built in the 1920's. So it had all the original plumbing, the walls were thicker...the windows had no screens and were single-plate glass... Some rooms, like mine, didn't have a shower and only an old claw-foot tub. And the water was fed from a natural hot spring. It would have been interesting, if not for the haunting...
"When I moved in I also had a freshman roommate. His name was Jonah... He was from Kenya. But that's not relevant... The room was very nice and we both liked it, but all of the upperclassmen told us we had the haunted room. They told us that back in the twenties...a man and woman had been shot and killed in our room, because the woman was the young wife of one of the professors...and the man was a student apprentice to that professor. It was the professor of course who murdered them, after catching them together.
"The story we were told was that the ghosts of the two victims haunted the room, and if anyone ever did anything at all dishonest...horrible things began happening to them. Freak accidents and injuries... Things going missing..."
The light from the sunset had vanished entirely, and Drakken found himself feeling afraid. He turned on the flashlight and set it facing up on the floor right between his and Shego's legs.
"I know what you're thinking. I'm being a baby... But it was really haunted, Shego! After the first couple of months...first, our laundry was destroyed. Down in the washroom... In the same machines we always used. Both mine and Jonah's, but no one else's was ruined. You could say that was just a coincidence... But later that week when I tried to take a bath... I filled the tub as usual while I shaved, but then when I went to get in...the cold water hadn't worked. The tub was only full of hot water. I could have been scalded! And...and before you say it's just coincidence or the old plumbing...that same night the window fell closed while Jonah was studying and the pane shattered. He had so many cuts on his arms and face.
"After that, Jonah admitted he had stolen the answers to the first chemistry test. I was livid. I couldn't believe he had done it, knowing our dorm was haunted! And I know you'll just say...it's still only coincidence. But that night... It was the night before the test... I was asleep, and I woke up when I heard Jonah shout. I saw...I saw two people standing over his bed. It was a man and a woman, and they were wearing clothes from the 1920's. And they both turned and looked at me and...then they vanished."
Drakken turned and looked at Shego's half-lidded eyes. Nothing about her expression had changed.
"I know you don't believe me... Or you think I dreamt it, because of the upperclassmen trying to tease us... But Jonah saw them too! We moved out of the dorm that weekend..."
Drakken's skin was crawling for the horrid memory, and he moved the flashlight closer. But it was casting ominous shadows on the ceiling of the cave and on Shego's face. He noticed how she was much paler than usual, and thought again of how cold her skin was to the touch. He checked her pulse and found it perhaps slightly slower...and her skin was definitely cold.
He realized that in the dark he wouldn't be able to work on the hover-car, even if the rain stopped, which it hadn't.
"I think...maybe we should sleep now," he said as his chest constricted in pain. Was she dying quickly? Would he wake up in the morning to find her gone? "It's too dark to work on the hover-car...and...and you're right, I probably should have just done it in the rain. But...there is no anti-venom for tarantula bites. Because they're..." He swallowed shakily. "They're not fatal."
He let go of her hand as his emotions got the better of him, and he picked up the flashlight.
"I'm turning this out now...um... I'll close your eyes for you, so you can sleep better..." He very gently closed her eyes one at a time with his index finger, and then he took her hand again before turning the flashlight off. He set the light down next to him and then moved closer to her, pressing his hot and sweaty side to her cold one. He leaned his head gently against hers.
"I know it hurts... But that's what it does," he said, trying to reassure her. He hated to lie to her...but he couldn't tell the truth. "And I know it seems like it's not getting better. But the venom just has to...run its course."
He stared into the darkness for a minute and listened to the rain above. He wondered what he would do in the morning... Whether it was raining or not...if she was still alive, he would fix the hover-car. But if she wasn't...
"When I was a child...I would use my glasses to burn bugs and spiders... You know, by focusing the sun's light through the lenses..."
Drakken yawned and let tears fill his eyes as he closed them.
"Don't worry Shego... Try to sleep... Don't worry."
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