#rayman fanfic

[tessiex17]

MY CHILDREN I HAVE PROVIDED YOU WITH ANOTHER RAYMAN FIC

You will be happy to hear that this is a 2 parter (second part is in development) since this is infact already 2,147 words WHICH IS KINDA LONG FOR ONE CHAPTER

This does have a fem reader BTW!!!

Short description: set when rayman is attending collage in America before he became famous and he gets invited to a party where he meets y/n

(Also if there are any mistakes/errors in my spelling PLZ let me know as written helps me improve with my dyslexia so any feedback will be amazing 😋)

Tw: alot of swearing, smoking and alcohol, abusive behaviour

"What am I doing?"

Rayman muttered to himself regretfully as he walked down the cold grid iron streets to the address the party was supposedly located. Rayman has always been a social creature, he loved the idea of meeting new people and going on adventures with them but that mindset had been slowly chipped away during his time in America. Specifically American school. He struggled to make social connections in his classes and was quickly deemed an outcast by his peers which was heart breaking for Rayman because he know it was only because he was alien, the people that liked to make fun of him made that fact pretty clear. It was something he couldn't change and even though he didn't choose to look the way he does or be where he's from he still got hate for it and he never really understood why.

Which is why he was shocked when he was invited to a house party by one of his class mates. He just knew he couldnt miss this opportunity to finally mend his social status and make a friend! Which leads him here. Walking towards the door of a house he's never been at before. He let's out a Sigh before raising his fist and firmly knocking the door. He knew he was at the right place, the sound of music and enthusiastic people could be heard quite clearly through the door (it made him almost feel bad for the neighbours).

Before rayman had the chance to knock once more the door swung open revealing the very drunk but very happy class mate that invited Rayman in the first place

"BROOO! You made it! I thought you where gonna be a no show"

The class mate ushered rayman in shutting the door behind him.

"Hehe what can I say, im a man of my word"

Rayman chuckled slightly nervous but intertained by how friendly his class mate was being. He finally takes a look around the house to see that this party was a lot bigger than he thought. There was at least 10 people in each room. Some where in groups chatting away to eachother, some where playing drinking games and others where dancing. A small smile started to grow on raymans face. Everyone seemed to be having fun so it shouldn't be so hard for him to join in right?

"If you wanting a drink feel free to grab whatever you want in the kitchen!"

The drunk class mate spoke a lil more slurred but still sounding enthusiastic. Rayman just gave him a smile and a small thanks before watching him stumble back to a group of people he must have been previously chatting with. 'Now what?' Rayman asked himself as he looked around anxiety curling in his gut like a snake. Does he just go up and chat to someone? He decides before doing anything he should take his coat off which he then hung up on the pegs by the door. He walks further into the house seeing people having fun. ' they make it look so easy' he thought to himself sullenly but a small creature in the corner of his vision distracts him from his thoughts.

"A cat!"

Rayman says aloud to himself before following the cute Calico cat into the kitchen. He doest pay much mind to the people as they seem to be talking amongst themselves. He crouches down In front of the cat petting it gently

"Arnt you just a sweetheart~"

He cous while scratching behind the cats ear. He spots a purple collar and a little silver name tag around the cats neck reaching for it to find out what the cats called. He flips the little silver tag and reads it

"Well hello kaya, aret you a cutie~"

Kaya looks at him Acknowledging he is speaking to her. She let's out a high pitch soft meow that makes rayman chuckle. He always loved animals.

"Of course your making friends with the animals considering you practically are one"

A voice filled with poison and Sadistic Humor spoke from behind him. He looked away from the cat and up to the owner of the voice. It was a guy in a very generic outfit and a blue hat.

"Excuse me?"

He spoke confuse hoping maybe the guy was meaning it as some sort of distasteful joke? Oh lord how he hoped.

"Who the fuck invited this thing to the party!"

Blue hat guy shouted loudly while pointing at rayman looking around the room as he did so. A few people began to giggle and rayman could feel all hope for having a fun night disappear.

"I'm not a 'thing' dipshit!"

Rayman retorted embarrassment making his face feel hot.

"Well what are you then huh?"

He leaned in close to raymans face. There was a short moment of silence before he continued

"Because all I can see is some sort of alien freak!"

The smell of alcohol was reaking from his breath. Rayman didn't like how close he was. How angry he was getting the more he talked. He opened his mouth to speak.

"I-"

"What the fuck is your problem!"

An angry feminine voice spoke causing both rayman and the drunk guy to turn and face her. She stormed towards the both of them before pushing the drunk guy away from rayman.

"You asshole!, what gives you the right to speak to anyone like that!"

Oh lord was this girl mad. Rayman looked up at her in disbelief as she shouted at the guy who was previously insulting him. Was she defending him? She stood tall in front of rayman making sure she was blocking him out of the drunk guys line of site.

"Hes a fucking freak just look at him!"

The drunk guy slurred his words trying to justify his point but the scowl on the girls face just grew deeper.

"Your fucking disgusting"

She spoke lowly to him

"Thinking you have the right to speak to somone like that, do you think your better than him because he's not from here or something?"

She asked with genuine confusion In her voice

"Is that why? Do you feel more entitled than him because he looks different from you?, because if that's the case then that sound pretty fucking racist if you ask me"

She quirks her brow as if asking a question. He stays silent but his anger is clear on his face

"Men like you disgust me"

She spoke her words laced with anger before she turned around and faced rayman. She jerked her head to the side indicating towards the door

"Let's go"

She said kindly to Rayman who looked up at her like she was some sort of godess that saved him. He nodded quickly before grabbing his jacket and following her outside.

"Well that was a shit show"

He muttered to himself while following after her. She made her way to the sidewalk before taking a seat on the edge of it. She looked over to rayman and patted the place next to her offering him to sit down which he does. The air is chillie enough to see your breath as a moment of silence fell apon them. She pulled a packet of cigarettes out her pocket before offering one to him which he decides to take.

"Thank you..."

Rayman spoke timidly.

"Not just for the cigarette obviously but for everything that went on in there"

That got a little giggle out of her. She brought the cigarette up to her lips taking a long inhale of it.

"It's okay, that guys was being a prick"

She faced rayman with a slightly sullen expression.

" I'm y/n, I don't think I got your name?"

"It's rayman... thank you y/n"

She chuckled again a small smile growing on her face.

"You've already thanked me"

She spoke sweetly

"besides I couldn't just stand and watch. That guy was being cruel for literally no reason"

"People stand and watch all the time"

Rayman spoke sadly but honestly his eyes avoiding hers

"Your the first person who hasn't..."

He looked back up at her to see her intently watching him. There was something behind her eyes he couldn't quite place. Anger?, sadness?, he wasn't sure but he just knew that the feelings weren't directed at him.

"Don't say that man, your gonna make me cry"

She joked half heartdly the sound of her voice wavering was clear.

"Oh nonono!, im so sorry!"

Rayman spoke in a panic

"I wasn't trying to upset you-"

"No no, don't worry!"

She placed a finger over his lips in order to get him to stop talking. He's silent. Pleading eyes staring up to gentle one's as she moves her hand away from his mouth.

"It just makes me upset that nobody was willing to help you before. Don't feel like you need to sensor yourself for my benefit"

She spoke softly to him. Rayman was starting to feel like he didn't have to be so much on edge now that it was just them two alone which was new for him. Usually he had to be more alert if hes gonna be by himself with somone. Even thought he didn't know y/n that much he still felt safer alone with her than back in the house. She took a deep drag from her cigarette and so did he.

They sat there together for a while. Talking and laughing between cigarettes and alcohol. Y/n decided to share a good few bottles of her own alcohol with rayman. It wasn't the nicest of drink but it was good enough and strong too. It didn't take long for the both of them to be intoxicated. They where sitting closer together now the alcohol making them loose the concept of personal space as they chatted.

"Hey this place blows, why don't we go back to my place?"

Y/n suggested as she took another swig out her bottle

"We have been sitting outside getting drunk ourselves, would be warmer at yours too"

Rayman spoke semi to himself as he pondered on the idea

"Kmonnnn~"

Y/n whined as she grabbed one of raymans shoulders and shook him playful chanting "My house! My house!" Over and over while laughing

"Okay okay!"

Rayman laughed placing his hand ontop of the one y/n placed on his shoulder in hopes it would get her to stop shacking him

"It is better than staying outside the party we kinda just walked out on"

He chuckled as he stood up reaching a hand out for y/n to help her up. She takes it as rayman pulls her up onto her feet. Y/n thanks him before giving herself a big stretch followed by a pleased groan

"Ahh~ Alright!, let's go!"

She glanced over the floor making sure she didn't leave anything behind before looking at rayman a smile spreading across her face.

"We're actually not that far from my house probably like a 10-15 minute walk roughly"

She tilts her head a little to see if raymans okay with that. He gives her a smile and a goofy thumbs up.

"All good, lead the way!"

He smiled enthusiastically. Y/n just laughs before turning around and walking down the street. She checks over her shoulder to see if rayman is following and motions with her hand for him to catch up. Rayman jogs up next to her before sticking to a walking pace. He doesn't know if it's the alcohol or not but he's having more fun tonight than he has in a while but whatever it is he doesn't want this good feeling to go away. Then suddenly y/n gasps

"Oh my god! I just released somthing"

Y/n spoke in a shocked voice

"What is it?"

Rayman look up to her worried as they walked.

"I can order McDonald's!"

Rayman playful hits her shoulder while chuckling

"You bitch, I though you where gonna say something serious"

"I am serious!"

They both laughed as they walked

"Somthing to eat does sound good though"

Rayman agreed and nodded with this idea they began cooking up

"I just want food"

Y/n whined as she walked down the street and before they knew it they where at her house.

"Home~ glorious home~"

Y/n sung aloud to herself while approaching the door making rayman chuckled in amusement. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her key sticking it into the door and opening it. She stood to the side of the door before doing a little bow while gesturing rayman to enter

"Ladies first?"

She teased as rayman walked by rolling his eyes but the smirk on his face was hard to hide. She chuckled at his lack of a reaction before closing the door behind them

End of chapter 1

So what did u guys thinkkkkk 😋😋

I gave the reader and rayman a silly lil dynamic bc I love bammy interactions I think it's so funny so I made them bams

If you have any feedback LMK and i wanna hear ur opinions of if it should stay platonic between rayman and the reader or should I make it more romantic 🤭

THANK U FOR READING IF U MADE IT THIS FAR XOXO

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Uh oh- ItS hAPPENING

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Lights, Camera, Actions!

Part 2. 💖🎬🧡

Previous Part

Pairings: Rabbid Peach x Rayman

Characters: Rabbid Peach, Rayman, Beep-O, Rabbid Mario

Themes: Friendship, Romance, Humor, Hurt Comfort, and Angst

Warnings: Harm to characters while fighting, scares of death, cartoon violence, and descriptions of kissing.

Plot Summary: Rayman and his friends take a break after a long day of filming. They have one last scene to film today, the first take of the final battle. A recreation of their battle with the Phantom. So far, Rayman and Rabbid Peach have not found a time to improvise the kiss scene yet. Will they be able to then? The anticipation plagues Rayman’s mind in a way he doesn’t understand, along with a strange fuzzy feeling following him when he’s around her.

Author’s Note: Just a heads up, this is a long one guys! Grab a snack, some water, sit back, relax, and enjoy!! 😉🧡💖

Rayman downed the water bottle in his hand. Taking quick swigs of it as he lays back in the chair outside the set. Polokus, this was a long day. He felt exhausted from all the scenes they filmed. He breathes a deep sigh of relaxation as he closes his eyes and leans more into the chair, letting his posture loosen a bit. His head floats off the back of the chair a bit, his snout facing towards the ceiling.

The lights on the ceiling beamed uncomfortably through his eyelids. His brows scrunched up in annoyance. “One. Last. Scene.” Rayman thought. He runs his hand through his hair delicately. He twirls a strand of it around his pointer finger, enjoying the sensation of it wrapping loosely around his gloved finger. It reminded him of-

His mind drifts to Rabbid Peach. Everything was much more fun when she was around. Filming was easier to manage and improvise with her ideas. Even if most of them were about making her stand out more in scenes. He huffed a puff of air out of his nose in amusement about all the times she deliberately took the cameramen aside to get her best angles.

He ran his hand through his hair unconsciously, brushing it until he got to the top of it before returning it to the base of his hair and repeating. Compared to his, her hair felt more well cared for, that’s for sure! Could it be from the hair products she uses? They did have a nice smell to them, better than the one he and Rabbid Mario shared.

Her faint scent of strawberries clung to his hand after he fixed her hair. It was a shame that it was all gone now after the long day of filming. He reviewed the rest of the day in his mind.

The first few scenes they filmed went well, but she and Rayman could never find a time that felt right to improvise the kiss scene. It was either the mood wasn’t right or it just didn’t fit in with the romantic plot Beep-O had set out for the film. He worked so hard to create it, that it only felt right to do it at the best time!

They felt it was best to save the kiss for the battle scene, the last scene they needed to film today. Surely they could improve it in that way! The atmosphere would be dramatic, tense, and unbelievably romantic.

The thingamajig could picture it so clearly in his mind. He and Peaches fending off a horde of enemies. Once they were dealt with, the dark sparkle particles of their bodies would swirl around the pair of heroes as they glanced at each other. Locking eyes only for a moment, but it would be clear what they were thinking. They’d pull each other in and share a kiss. The music production crew would edit in some pretty music to emphasize it.

He imagined Beep-O’s excitement at the potential of it. The robot did have great taste when it came to these things.

Rayman frowned when he thought of the fact that he hadn’t kissed anyone before. Anxiety panged at his mind. What if he missed? Or what if she didn’t like it? What if it makes things awkward between them? Egads! That would be the worst!

What if she didn’t like him anymore after this?

His negative spiral was stopped by what Peaches said back in the dressing room. “Don’t you ever say that Rayman.” she said. He had never seen her look so hurt before. She seemed so upset at the comments he made towards himself. She held his hands ever so gently in her paws.

Did she care for him that much?

The things she said to him came flooding into his mind. His heart fluttered a bit at all the compliments she gave him. It felt really nice. Especially coming from her. She said them with such conviction too! That means- wow. She really must think all those things about me.

He felt a warm, fuzzy feeling in the pit of his stomach. His body relaxed from its tension.

Rayman smacked his face lightly with his hands. “No! It won’t change anything between us. We care too much about each other to let that happen!” he thinks.

The light beaming through his eyelids was overcast by a sudden shadow above him.

“Could- could it be Peaches?!?”, he thought, feeling embarrassed from all the sappy thoughts he had about her seconds before. His face flushed red at the thought of Rabbid Peach being so close to his face. Standing over him, with her beautiful blonde hair cascading downward onto him.

His theory was disproved when he heard the gruff voice of his other rabbid friend over him. Oh. So that’s why he didn’t feel her hair.

Rabbid Mario: “Rayyyy~! You’re not asleep, are you? I brought us some food!”

Mari shook the greasy bag of fast food playfully, hoping to rouse his friend out of his contemplative mood. His friend Rayman tended to overthink, much to his and his teammates' dismay. Maybe he just needed a boost of energy before the last filming? As much as he hides it, Mari needs it too.

The thingamajig opened his eyes, picking his head up and straightening his posture. He does a stretch, feeling his back pop a bit at the movement. He turns to Mari with a soft smile on his face, his eye bags looking even worse than they usually did.

“Aw thanks, Mari! Man, I needed this right now!”

“Nooo problemo!” Rabbid Mario said in a sing-song tone.

He plops down on the floor, opens up the bag, and takes out his cheeseburger. Rayman joins him, getting up from his comfy chair to sit with him on the ground. He sifted through the bag inquisitively now that his friend got his food out of it. He decides to save the best-looking fries for Rabbid Peach, only picking out the soggy ones for himself. He knows she hates those. Wait. Speaking of Rabbid Peach-

“I thought Peaches was with you?” Rayman questioned.

Bad timing, because Rabbid Mario was halfway through a ginormous bite of his burger. He chews it, talking with his mouth full.

“Oh. She went to pick up something for us. She said I couldn’t come with her. It’s a surprise! I think.”

“Hmm.” Rayman softly hummed with delight. She was so sweet, even if she couldn’t admit it. An endeared smile spreads across his face. Her actions spoke louder than her words he supposed.

The pair of friends continued to eat. Rayman picked some fried chicken out of the bag, hoping to save some for Peaches. He folded up the bag tightly afterward, not wanting the food inside to get cold while they waited on her.

Eventually, the two went to stop their friend Beep-O from working. Rayman practically dragged him over to their little hang-out spot on the floor, with the stubborn robot trying desperately to fly away from them. Together they passed the time talking and eating their food. Beep-O abstained from it, saying the food was too greasy for his system.

Rayman was laughing at one of Rabbid Mario’s funny stories when he recognized a familiar smell. Light footsteps he knew far too well. The click of her phone charm against her hips as she walked. It’s-!

“Boys~!!! I got you guys a little something!”

Rabbid Peach strutted towards them, her heart sunglasses resting on her head. In her arms, she held various colorful paper bags. Rayman recognized the logos on them from the fancy bakery around the corner of the Space Opera Network.

Rayman was about to get up to greet her or help her with the bags, but Beep-O rushed ahead of him! Seems like the robot was very excited about the sweets.

“Peachy! Oh, this is too much! These are so expensive- how did you?”, Beep-O said, concerned, but trying to hide the joy in his voice.

“Bwahhh! Don’t worry about it! It’s all my money. Besides, you guys deserve something nice. It’s been a crazy day.”, Peaches waved her hand around playfully at his comments as she responded. “Plus! I got your favorite~!”

“No way.”

“Oh yes I did~”

Peaches opened up the bag slowly, with Beep-O waiting impatiently on what it could be. She goes even slower, a big smug grin on her face as she looks up at her friend.

“YOU DID NOT!”

“YEAH I DID! BAM!”

She takes out a delicious-looking, giant, lava cake. Every time the four roommates passed that bakery, Beep-O always stared at that particular cake in the display with awe as he floated past the store window.

Beep-O squealed with delight at the dessert. Afterward, his face went blank for a moment of contemplation. Maybe he attempted to grab it? His gears whirring loudly. It then stops a bashful expression on his face.

“OH! Let me get my body! Oh, I forgot! Hold on I’ll be right back!! PUT IT BACK IN THE BAG PLEASE! Oh, I wouldn’t want it to get cold….” Beep-O fretted.

The robot rushed away as his friends politely giggled at his embarrassment over forgetting his body that day. It’s not like they’d mind either way! No need to be embarrassed. To be fair, he only got it recently, so it’s natural he’d forget. Especially on such a busy day. He’d loved his new eating function so far. In particular, so he could gorge on all the sweets he desired for so long.

Rayman directed his attention back to the bags Peaches brought in. “I wonder what she got for me?”, he thought. Rabbid Mario must’ve thought that too, he was practically hovering over her in anticipation.

“Annddd- hehehehe, for Mari~!”

Out she pulled a protein caramel cheesecake. Rabbid Mario beamed with delight. He eagerly snatched the dessert from her grasp and chowed down on it with his bare hands—the whipped cream covering the sides of his lips. He gives Rabbid Peach a thumbs up, causing her to scoff in amusement.

Rayman chuckled at how messily his friend was eating. “It must be good then!”, he thought. He hoped it wouldn’t be bad with how much effort Peaches went into getting them. He wouldn’t want her to be disappointed after all!

His rabbid friend approached him, a warm smile on her face. Her pretty, wild blue eyes stared into his own. It felt like lums were buzzing around in his stomach. His eyes panned to the last bag hanging off her arm, waiting in anticipation.

“For you Ramon~”, Peaches said in an exaggerated fancy voice. Her hair swayed delicately as she took a dramatic bow to present his dessert. It was vanilla waffles with strawberry slices in between whipped cream. Surrounding the delicacy was a variety of syrups to try. It looked very pretty! And delicious.

Rayman could cry. He could bawl his eyes out right now. He was so touched. This was just what he needed! Something nice, simple, and comforting to stave off such a stressful day. Heh! She… really gets me.

“Awwww Peachy!!! Thank you!”, Rayman responded. He took the container for the waffles and sat back down on the ground. He enthusiastically patted the floor to the side of him, waiting for Peaches to sit beside him. She sits down in the spot he chose for her. He was happy she sat so close to him.

Just as he was about to indulge in his dessert, he heard a loud grumble from his friend’s stomach. ….Oh! She hadn’t eaten yet! Rayman hastily hands her the food he saved for her, shoving the bag into her lap.

Peaches giggled at his urgency. “Pffft! Ray! What’s with the rush? I’m okay!”, she said in between her laughter. The marvelous sound of it made his heart flutter. It wasn’t that serious, but it felt important to him. She was important to him.

“Well, you need to eat! Here I saved some of it for you.”. He drops the bag carefully into her paws.

“Heh! Awwww, thanks Ray. You’re so sweet. Y’know that?”, she said teasingly to him, a smug grin on her face. She nudges him lightly with her elbow. He rolled his eyes and gently batted her side with his hand. He could feel her hair brush against his hand for a moment. It felt nice.

“Hm. Well, I could say the same for you.”, the thingamajig thought, giving her a soft look.

Peaches ate the chicken and fries her friend saved for her. Eventually, Beep-O returned with his robot body, apologizing profusely that he had forgotten it. Rabbid Peach waved his worries away and passed his chocolate lava cake to him. After taking the first bite, the robot looked like he could die of happiness. Rayman waited until Rabbid Peach was done with eating first before starting on his dessert.

Rabbid Peach took out some sliced candied apples and started eating them delicately. Rayman could feel his mouth salivating looking at them. Should he ask if he can have some? No, that would be too much. Right? I mean she did such a nice gesture for them. It’d be ungrateful if he asks.

Unfortunately, his friend noticed his staring, locking eyes with him as she was about to take a bite of one. He could feel his face heat up at being caught staring at her. Wait. Why was it doing that?

“You want one?”, Peaches asked, muffled by the half bite she took out one of the apple slices. She waved it in front of him, smiling. He thought she looked cute with her cheeks all full like that.

The thingamajig tensed, feeling flustered, “N-no! I’m okay. You don’t have to-”

“I want to Rayman. I’ve got plenty!”

A slight frown of guilt spread across Rayman’s face. His friend seemed to notice, she took an interested glance at his waffles before saying:

“But in return…I want to try one of your waffles.”

He brightened at her proposal. That would be much more fair! He liked that idea way better.

“Heh! Deal.”

Together the pair of friends shared their desserts. Eventually, they drifted to laying on their stomachs, hands crossing over each other to pick at the other’s dessert. They tried different combinations using the variety of sauces Peaches brought with the waffles. Even dipping the apples into them to see which combo could be the best. It was messy, but fun.

Rabbid Peach then focused her attention on her other friends, striking up a conversation with Rabbid Mario and Beep-O about the next scene. Despite his attempts at tuning into their conversation, his attention always drew back to his blonde rabbid friend next to him. Even with all the sweet smells around him, the scent of her strawberry hair products was all he could focus on. Or, when he took notice of her quirks of the way her lips moved when she spoke.

Her lips. His gaze fell onto them. He noticed a bit of chocolate on the side of her mouth that had gone unnoticed by the rabbid.

His body reacted before his mind, Rayman reached his hand over and gently cupped her cheek. Turning her head towards him, he tenderly rubbed the chocolate off the corner of her mouth with his thumb, brushing the digit for a moment over her lips. He felt lightheaded, touching her face like this. It was almost like he was under her spell. Transfixing his gaze to the rabbid’s lips.

“R-Ray?”, Peaches said to him shakily. He could feel the heat on her cheeks. Her beautiful shimmering blue eyes stared up at him.

Gulp. He snapped out of his trace onto her, his thoughts starting to run wild in panic. Was she disgusted?!? Grossed out?!?! Did he scare her? Make her uncomfortable?!?! That was too far Rayman!! You’ll make things weird and-

They stopped when her hand drifted over his, pressing his hand tenderly into her cheek. She still stared at him, eyes wide, as if he was in the same trace he was in. Once again, it felt like it was just them. As if the world was drowned out around them. Until-

“Sigh~.”

The sound came from their friend Beep-O, his head resting dreamily in his hands staring at the pair. Rabbid Mario stared at the pair in awkward shock, the bite of the lava cake he was sharing with the robot falling off the fork and onto the ground.

“Ooooo! Very romantic you two! But, please save that energy for the set, okay?”

The friends pulled away from each other, blushing profusely. Raman’s hands swiftly retreated into his hoodie pocket. He swore he could still feel the warmth of her face on them. Or was that just him? He felt dizzy.

The mood was tense and quiet between them for a moment. She put her hand on the spot on her cheek Rayman rubbed. A look of contemplation on her face. Her ears were beet red. Wait. What if she thought?…OH NO. I’ve gotta say something!!

“I-I’m sorry! I just saw that there was something on your face so I wanted to take it off for you!! I hope you don’t mind! Egads I should’ve just told you!!”, Rayman squawked out. His voice cracked, worsening his embarrassment.

“O-oh! That was it! Um. It’s all good Ray. You just surprised me is all heh.”

“My bad…sorry heh.”

The rabbid patted his back playfully, saying, “Bwahhh! You’re alright! Don’t worry about it, m’kay?”

He nodded. Oh, thank Polokus! Everything is fine. He didn’t mess up anything. Rayman breathes a sigh of comfort, taking a swig of his water. Her hand felt comforting pressed against his back. Pressing down the fabric of his hoodie a bit. His body relaxed into it.

“Y’know, for a second there I thought you were gonna kiss me or something! Ha!”

Rayman chokes on his water, coughing violently. Peaches returned casually to eating, as if she didn’t make his heart burst out of his chest just now. The thingamagjig punched his chest with his hands, tears wetting his eyes as he choked. His face felt hot. It was probably red by now with a mix of him choking and his embarrassment. Any more of these moments and he’d think he had some sort of heart condition.

Beep-O was about to speak. Rayman quickly gives him a pleading look to not ellude to anything else between them. He couldn’t take any more of his observations. Not now. He was struggling enough! It’ll make things weird between them! Luckily, a set worker walked up to the robot, tapping his shoulder and announcing the next set was ready.

Beep-O perked up, swiftly getting up from his spot on the ground. “Oh! We’ll be down there in just a second! You ready guys?”

His friends were less enthused than the robot was, slowly getting up and throwing out their food wrappers and bins. Rabbid Mario stretched, one Rayman assumed was part of his daily work out routine. Rabbid Peach sighed, annoyed, and got up from the ground, Rayman followed her. She did a little stretch with her arms, making a cute “mmph!” sound as she tried to wake up her muscles after lazing around for so long.

He tried to mimic her movement, but realizing he didn’t have any arms, decided just to crack his back instead. Interlacing his fingers together, he stretched them out far into the air, letting out a big yawn. It was contagious, causing the other blonde to yawn as well, closing her eyes as she did so. He thought the way her teeth peeked out of her mouth was really cute.

Onto the final scene for the day. The infamous battle scene against Phantom.

Together, the group walked towards the…”set”. To be fair, it wasn’t really a set the film crew made, they just used an old Darkmess puddle they found behind some equipment. It was risky to try it, but it would save them a lot of money in the long run too. No stunt actors to worry about or teach or cgi budget they could save on. This was the better option, and he knew his friends agreed too. Especially Rabbid Peach.

As the crew member stepped back, afraid of the mass in front of them, Peaches stepped into the shallows of the Darkmess Puddle, feeling the familiar waves of cold wrapping around her legs. She was used to these sensations, as she’d fought in many battles like this before. The familiarity looked strangely comforting. She hadn’t done a fight like this in a long time, the thrill of battle coursing through her veins within her expression. Her eyes contained that familiar fire to them, she always enjoyed a good fight. Rayman smirked in excitement at the thought of fighting alongside her again.

But for the scene she had to act like she didn’t. For the camera of course! The script didn’t call for her to act excited about it, they wanted her to stay calm and elegantly dive into its waves. Just like she did all those battles ago.

She turned back towards her friends, signaling them to follow her before she sloshed further into the deep end. Rabbid Mario followed trudging through the pool of Darkmess. He stood beside Rabbid Peach, breathing out a satisfied huff of effort as he reached her. He bumped her side with his Dukes weapon, a confident motion, shaking out a hearty laugh and saying his oneliner in the script.

The two felt right together. It was odd that Beep-O chose him and Peaches for the romance instead of them. They trusted eachother so much, and the way his mustachioed friend looked at her sometimes made him feel upset. Maybe even jealous. The rabbid’s eyes were filled with such admiration for her. Did he like her?

Did she like him back?

A pang of unfamiliar hurt jabbed into his heart.

Beep-O flew past Rayman to meet with his friends, causing his hair to swish from the wind it picked up. The robot left his body behind, sticking to his classic look for the movie. They all turned to look at him. Right. They had a scene to film. He needed to shake these thoughts out of his head now.

“You ready Ray?”, Peaches asked, a smugness in her tone. She cocked her Triple Troll weapon eagarly. Rabbid Mario bashed his fists together, a battle hungry grin forming on his face. Beep-O changed his exression on his face screen to his angry one, his regular blue flashing red.

He had a line in 3…2…1!

Rayman fixed his gaze on the camera following him. He steps forward confidently, brushing his hair back, expressing a look of determination.

Rayman said huskily, “Yeah! Lets take this Phantom down!!!”

From there he rushed to the pool of Darkmess, the tentacles within it trying desperately to grab at his shoes and suck him in. He dove in, splashes of darkmess sprayed upward from the impact. Once out of the camera’s sight, he closes his eyes tightly, feeling the dark thick liquid of the Darkmess’s materials quickly pulling him into its current. The atmosphere of it felt suffocating, like always. As if it was trying to squeeze the life out of any creatures that entered it. It stopped when he popped out the other side, landing on his feet.

His friends soon followed, breaking through the Darkmess and appearing in the pocket dimension alongside him. The other side of the portal revealed a battlefield similar to the room where they fought the Phantom. The lighting consisted of a sickly yellow coming from floating lightbulbs and a mysterious light in the sky. There were floating cameras and various props were sprinkled throughout the air, floating aimlessly. Flickering white stage lights were on the sides of the walls instead of above them and carpets on the floor drifted and wrapped around walls and barricades around them.

It definitely wasn’t the weirdest thing he’d seen in Darkmess Puddles, but it was still creepy nonetheless. Yeesh.

He heard the filmmakers had been preparing his set for weeks, throwing in props and trying to adapt the Darkmess to become similar to the real thing. He supposes with the time they had, they did more than enough. It would definitely look awesome to film the battle scene against Phantom in here! Plus, it did save Beep-O a ton of money on the effects budget for his film. Polokus knows they needed that!

Beep-O accessed the battlefield, floating above the area. When he returned, he relayed, “Okay, looks like there’s quite a bit of small enemies on the left, and one massive one on the right. They seem weaker than us, but stay on your guard! This isn’t scripted, so please do the bare minimum for your lines and focus on the battle. We can edit in more in post production. We’ll have to cgi in the Phantom anyways.”

Beep-O muttered that last sentence under his breath. He could see his robot friend’s eyes crinkle with stress at the thought. Poor Beep-O. Good thing he didn’t have to handle all that. It sounds like a nightmare!

Rabbid Mario wiped his brow at what Beep-O said, he muttered to Rayman, “Phew! I’m a fantastic actor, but I don’t think even I could remember all those lines and fight at the same time! I haven’t seen mine in a while.”

Rayman paused, confused, he whispers “Wait. Haven’t you been practicing those lines for months? We got the scripts ages ago!”

Mari turned away bashfully, “Well when you’re as great as an actor as me, you don’t need a script to tell you what to do!”. He struck a confident pose. “I lost that thing ages ago.”.

The thingamajig’s eyebrows raised in shock. Rayman was both impressed and concerned at how Rabbid Mario improvised his lines for the whole movie. And no-one noticed?!?! His friend was truly an enigma.

“What?!?” Rayman whispered, astonished.

Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of Rabbid Peach’s voice as she discussed strategies with Beep-O.

“-so me and Rayman will take the right side and you and Rabbid Mario can take the left. Once you’re done, you two can circle back to me and Ray to help defeat that boss. We’ll try to pick at its health while you take out the smaller enemies. Does that sound good, boys?”

She turned back to the pair of friends, expecting that they were paying attention to what Beep-O and her were talking about.

“Yep!”, they said in unison. Sounds easy enough! With Peaches by his side, it’ll go smoothly. He was sure of it. He was about to walk away with Peaches before Beep-O stopped them.

“Wait! Before you go, take this with you.”

Rayman squinted at him, “Take wha- AAAAA?!?”

A smaller, haphazardly thrown together robot materialized next to his head, the buzzing sound it made startling him. Peaches was also freaked out by its presence, standing in front of him protectively, glaring at it.

Peaches questioned, “Blech! Beep-O. What the heck is this thing?”

“It’s a floating camera drone silly! It’ll capture footage of you guys while I’m gone! Y’know, in case you guys do anything interesting in the fight.”

Rayman nodded, “Ah, okay.”. He poked the weird camera a few times, watching it teeter in the air.

Peaches turned away, signaling Rayman and the drone to follow. “Bye guys! Stay safe, m’kay? Promise to let us know if you need anything!”.

“We will!”, Rabbid Mario chimed in as he waved goodbye to his friends. Rayman waved back to them. Rushing off to join Peaches as she walked away. The excitement of the battle ahead of him filled them both with delightful adrenaline.

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Enemies were scattered throughout the battlefield, trying to ambush the duo from all sides. Too bad for them. Looks like they’ll just have to come to them!!

“Now Ray!!!”, Rabbid Peach shouted out.

Rayman equipped his Vortex Costume Ability, summoning tornadoes to carry the enemies towards them. The turrets the thingamajig set up blasted brutally at them as they were trapped in the air.

The foes landed roughly on the ground as he dropped them. They looked weaker, angry, but not down yet. Peaches would be there to take them out!

He smiled when he heard her footsteps approaching him. She dashed into one, causing it to burst into dust. The blonde Rabbid stood protectively in front of her friend, summoning her spark, Zephyrquake. A battle hungry expression on her face in anticipation of what she had in store for these guys.

In an instant, windy shockwaves bashed at the enemies, exploding into dark sparkles at its very contact. Rayman’s hair blew back, unharmed by the gusts of wind. All he could do was stay fixated on his friend, admiration for her bloomed within his chest.

Once the wind died down, Rayman’s Vortex Costume faded away, leaving him back to his regular abilities. Peaches combed her hair back with her paws, giggling at how Zephyrquake floated proudly around her. Happy that they were able to defeat that many people at once. He chuckled lightly as he stared at her.

She moved to pat Rayman on the back, smiling up at him. “Great job Ray! The turrets were a smart move. I didn’t even have to shoot em this time!”.

He blushed at her compliment. “Heh! Thanks Peachy!”, he said softly.

He paused, he wanted to compliment her this time. “Y’know, you did really great too. We make a great team!”

The thingamajig reaches out his fist for a fist bump, she stares at it before giving him one. A touched expression on her face, before it turned coy.

She grabs Rayman’s cheek in a quick motion, pinching it playfully as she pulls his floating head into her chest. “Dawwww! Look at you getting all soft on me Ray!! So cute!”.

“Cute?!?!”, Rayman thought. She ruffled his hair as she held his head in her arms. He squeaked and blushed, feeling his face press against her chest. He pulled his head out of her grasp with his hands, adjusting it back to the top of his torso.

He huffed out a snort of fake annoyance, “Whatever! I was always soft on you Peaches~.”.

She gave him a disbelieving look, Rayman snorted at the goofy expression she had.

She chuckled, eyes squinting at him challengingly, “Pfft! Oh, you are such a liar! Bwahahaha!”.

Okay, he’ll let her have this. He gives up, just enjoying the sound of her laughter.

She wipes a tear away from the corner of her eye, “Heh! Thank you Ray. That was really nice to hear!”. She looked into his eyes, saying softly, “We really do make a good team, hm?”.

Rayman wanted to reply, but noticed the strange shake of the ground beneath them. A shiver of fear crept up his spine. Loud thuds of footsteps could be heard approaching them.

He could hear Peaches stepping back, loading her weapon once again. He turned around, and looked up.

Rayman’s blood ran cold.

It was a Wildclaw. A gargantuan Wildclaw. They weren’t in a safe spot to attack this thing!! Their only choice was to run and look for higher ground to lower its health.

The pair shared a knowing glance and ran together to the nearest pipe they could find. The beast charged towards them on all fours, skirting around each obstacle they tried to slow it down with. Even with all the turrets Rayman placed to put distance between them, it crunched them all under its paws while they shot at it. As if they didn’t even lay a scratch on its tough skin.

Adrenaline pumped throughout the thingamajig’s body. Making a beeline to the pipe, their only chance of making it out of this unharmed. Peaches made it, desperately waiting for her friend to join her. He could hear the rapid thumping of the monster’s paws against the ground behind him. Scratching against the dusty wooden floors.

Suddenly, he felt the world slip under him, falling to the ground. He scrambled as fast as he could to his feet, but it was too late it caught up to him. Standing tall over him, it’s horridly fearsome eyes staring him down.

He froze in shock. As much as he wanted to move, he was unable to. He couldn’t breathe. The beast swung downwards at Rayman.

Just then, he heard the panicked voice of Peaches, “Ray!! Watch out!!”.

He felt the rabbid push him away, taking his place. The thingamajig’s eyes widened. It felt like time slowed down, fear setting in at what would happen to her.

The giant Wildclaw swiped at his friend, sending her flying across the battlefield and-

CRACK

-Peaches smashed into the wall. The body of his beloved friend slumped onto the ground. It showed no sign of movement. No sounds of pain afterwards.

Nothing.

Oh, Polokus no…

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!!

“PEACHES!!”, Rayman screamed out in terror. He sprung into action, attacking the beast with fervor. Blast after blast hit the monster. He was beyond angry at it. He was outraged. As if he was going to go mad with the fire he felt in his body.

Fear, pain, anger, sorrow hit him all at once. His mind whirled. His snout creased. Sharp teeth peeked out of his mouth as he grinded them together. His eyes wild with a feeling of hatred he hadn’t felt in a long time.

How dare he?!?!? HOW DARE HE HURT HER?!?!

As much as he ripped away at the enemy, it wasn’t enough. Rabbid Mario and Beep-O were nowhere near them. He was alone in this fight. With each hit the thingamajig landed the Wildclaw struck back harder.

It was weak, but he was weaker.

One blow in particular broke through his costume ability, slamming him into a barrier, knocking the wind out of him. His weapon sliding across the wooden floor. He was cornered, trapped. The beast towered over him.

He stared up at it. Its claw extended, revealing renewed sharp talons. He breathed out panicked breaths. This couldn’t be the end. It couldn’t!!! He needed to help Peaches!! He needed to save her!!!

The beast’s claws swiped down at him. The thingamajig flinched, preparing for the painful strike to reach him.

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!!

The Wildclaw suddenly burst into black sparks, scattering in the air with vigor. On the other side of the sparks stood Rabbid Peach. Roughed up, but still alive.

Her wild blue eyes made contact with his own. She hauled her Triple Troll weapon over her shoulder, smoke emitting from the muzzle. Her ruffled hair swished out of her face, showing her shaky confident grin. She reached out her free hand to him.

“Hah… you- huff didn’t think I’d be beaten that easily, huh Ray?”

Relief pulled harshly at Rayman’s heart. More than he could take. He took her hand and collapsed into her arms. He wrapped his hands around her back, sobbing. He could hear brief the rattle of her weapon as she set it onto the ground.

The thingamajig felt around her, checking for any injuries. There weren’t any serious ones. Oh thank Polokus. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

He felt the Rabbid hugging him back tenderly, rubbing small circles into his back. His breathing steadied. She worked her magic to heal them both from their wounds. A soft, pink light illuminated them.

She asked him gently, whispering, “Are you okay? Did it hurt you?”.

He held her tighter, his hands drifting to her hair. Searching for something soft and comfortable to touch.

Rayman whispered shakily, “No, it’s that, I- hic- thought you were gone….”

It felt painful to speak, but he kept going through choked out sobs, “I heard that cracking noise and I thought you were in serious danger! I was so scared. I can’t imagine losing you Peaches…”

He sobbed, “I just can’t…”

Peaches hugged him closer. He nuzzled his face into her neck, trying to keep himself as close to her as he could. Tears dampened the Rabbid’s puffy sleeves. It was quiet for a while. All that could be heard was crying and ragged breaths.

Eventually, his cries softened, however, he still clung to her neck. He could feel his breath blowing back at him, bouncing off her skin. The Rabbid broke the silence, “Hey, you’ll never guess what that cracking noise was.”

Rayman sniffled, “What?”

“It was my phone.”

His face crinkled in dumbfounded amusement. A small grin forming on his face. The thingamajig snorted, before letting out tired laughter. “Oh there’s no way Peachy.”

“Yes there is Ray!”, her whispering broke the volume a little higher than she expected, immediately toning it down. “I’m sooooo mad about it Ray. This is the WORST.”, she whispered in sharp lighthearted annoyance.

Rayman let out more exhausted giggles, most of them muffling into her neck. His grip on her relaxed, hands drifting down her back. His feet flopped down to the side as he sat on the ground. Peaches’s paw traveled into his hair, smoothing out a strand that loosened during the battle. It felt really nice.

He sighed, his voice moved into a honeyed tone, “Oh this is the worst? How about that time I made you sing karaoke with me?”

Peaches chortled out laughing at the mention of the memory. He could feel her body bouncing with the action while lying on her shoulder. She covered her mouth with her paw to stifle them. He didn’t know why. Her laughter was the most wonderful melody he’d ever heard.

She leaned into him, embracing his body deeper, patting his back as she laughed. “Oh stop it Ray! It was funnnn~. You had a good time! Don’t try to deny it.”

“Hmmn. I sure did.” he sighed into her neck, enjoying the flow of her hair when he puffed out air onto it. It was so beautiful. She…was so beautiful.

The adrenaline of battle was gone now, but he noticed his heart still raced. He could hear his friend’s heartbeat, loud and quick. Just like his. A strange, unfamiliar feeling hit him at that revelation, but he couldn’t figure out what.

All he knew was that he was about to do something reckless.

He picked up his head from her shoulder, staring behind Rabbid Peach momentarily, catching a glimpse of the camera robot floating around them. She seemed to take notice too, sharing a look of acknowledgment at her friend.

They still had a scene to film, even if an accident had occurred during it. And after going through all that, the two were determined to nail it. They felt closer to each other now than ever before. Held each other more intimately than they’d ever had. He wanted this, but-

First, he needed to check if she was up for it.

He taps his friend’s side, Peaches’s breath hitched at the realization of what it meant. His heart raced at the sound. Was she nervous? He’s never really seen her like that before. It made him feel prickles of anxiety too.

All that was shaken away when Peaches cupped her paw to Rayman’s cheek. Eyes lidded with confident desire. He shuddered at the contact. She twitched her ears, confirming she was comfortable. She gave him a look, silently signaling him to let her take the lead. He was more than happy to let her.

Her face inched carefully towards his. He wondered if she was trying to figure out how to get around his snout. He closed his eyes, trusting her guide him.

And then he felt her lips press against his.

He melted into the kiss. Her lips were so very soft, like he imagined. The strawberry scent of her shampoo made him feel oh so dizzy with warmth. Once again he felt as if lums were flying about in the pit of his stomach. He could feel the rapid thud of his heartbeat against hers. An almost synchronized rhythm.

His mind felt hazy after he tasted their shared breath within the kiss. Her lips still had the taste of chocolate from earlier, and he couldn’t get enough of it. It was like they had both secretly wanted this for a long time, but never thought about it before.

Or found a moment to act on it, at least.

Her paw pulled his head in, deepening the kiss, and he was more than eager to lean into it. He took it a step further, sliding his hands up her back, to her neck, to cradling the back of her head, weaving his fingers through her silky golden hair. He kissed her back passionately, trying to match her movements to the best of his ability.

Peaches fought him back on this, almost like she was competing with him. To them, this was another competition, and they were both in it to win.

It was incredible how she drew him in. That fire in her. Her drive, her strength, her compassion, her humor, her smugness, her warmth! He couldn’t get enough of it. He was enchanted with her. Under her spell- and glad to be! Hopelessly devoted to her kisses. To the way she made him feel.

Eventually, she pulled away, a faint strand of saliva connecting their lips before it dissipated. They shared heavy breaths, feeling the warmth of them on each other's faces. Rabbid Peach pressed her forehead against Rayman’s. Her hair tickling him. They stared into eachother’s eyes, both hazy with desire. It was over.

Rayman cuddled his face into the Rabbid’s neck once more, letting out a sigh of satisfaction. His first kiss…and it was with his best friend. How funny was that? How lovely it was. He was so lucky. He felt all warm and fuzzy inside at the thought.

He twirled her hair with his fingers, wrapping strands around each digit with ease. Like he did with his own earlier that day. This felt much better. His friend returned the gesture, playing with his hair, a small giggle slipping out of her mouth. She hummed as she played with his hair, the pretty noise making his heart ache once again.

He wanted more. Was that so bad? They could always use another take right? Surely it would help Beep-O to have a variety of takes. The thingamajig certainly wouldn’t mind filming another. Maybe a few more after that. It was the least they could do. Right?

His hand moved to tap her side again but was interrupted by footsteps approaching them.

Rabbid Mario broke through the barrier separating the group from one another. A look of pure relief cast onto his face. His eyes watering with joy at seeing his friends okay. Beep-O flew past him, making a beeline towards Peaches. Distress was clear on his face, she let go of Rayman to catch him in her arms. The thingamajig, still leaning on her, moved to the side to make room for his robot friend.

He could hear the unmuffled cries of his friend Beep-O as he nuzzled into Rabbid Peach’s chest. He blubbered, “I heard your life detection monitors reaching critical levels! Oh Rosalina, thank goodness you two are okay!! Hic! Peachy, you- you scared me!!”.

Peaches sniffled, distraught at seeing her friend this worried for her, “I’m alright Beep-O! We protected each other pretty well! Looks like you’ll have some good scenes for your movie, huh?”. She attempted the remark to lighten the mood, but Rayman was unsure if it worked or made Beep-O feel worse. He hoped it wasn’t the latter. Their robot friend pushed himself further into Rabbid Peach’s grasp, continuing to sob. The three stayed quiet for a bit, only trying to comfort each other.

Rabbid Mario joined the group, he collapsed into his friends, trying to hug them all as tightly as he could. As if he was worried that if he let go, they’d vanish. He sobbed loudly, his tears wetting Rayman’s hoodie. He rubbed small circles into the mustachioed Rabbid’s back just like Peaches did to him. They all stayed there for a moment.

Rayman was glad to have such great friends in his life. He hadn’t felt connections like this in a long time, ever since he left the Glade. He pulled them all close, his head drifted to lay on top of Rabbid Peach’s. His chin nuzzled comfortably into her hair.

The battle was over, and yet the group stayed. Grounding themselves with their company. They needed this. Battles had always gone smoothly for them, never like this. It was scary. Today was a close call, and they’d never let it happen again. No matter what.

Darkmess dripped from the void of the sky above them. It was time to leave. They gathered themselves and watched as the pocket dimension they were in fell and crumbled around them. Rayman’s hand moved to wrap around Rabbid Peach’s paw. Holding it securely. He could never get used to this feeling like his friends were. He closed his eyes, and the unpleasant vertigo hit him.

In an instant, they were transported back to the soft, familiar carpet of the studio once more, the harsh ceiling lights beaming down on them. The filming crew congratulated them and checked them over for any injuries left unhealed. As much as they tried to appreciate their enthusiasm, they were all exhausted. All Rayman needed right now was just to go home, watch a movie, and fall into his bed.

Just as the group was about to leave the studio, Peaches stopped in her tracks. Rayman noticed, stopping his stride as his friends walked ahead.

He gestures toward her, beckoning her to come with him, concern on his face. “Peachy? You coming with? It’s going to get all rainy outside any moment now.”

She looks away from him, causing Rayman’s heart to ache with worry. Did he mess things up?

The Rabbid fakes a smile, trying to put on a quick cheery mask. She points a thumb back to the studio, her posture taking a shy expression.

She stammers out, “I just forgot something in the dressing room. You guys can go ahead! I wouldn’t want you guys to get soaked waiting on me, y’know?”

The thingamajig raises an eyebrow, saying, “I can wait for you! I wouldn’t want you walking home by yourself. It’s dark out and your phone is broken. What if something happens?”

Peaches paused, unsure of what to say, “Okay. Just stay right here. I’ll be back in a bit!”

“M’kay!”, he responded, waiting by the entrance. He watched as his pretty Rabbid friend walked down the hallway until she was out of sight.

Once she left, he leaned against the doorway. Egads! He hopes he didn’t mess things up between them. He couldn’t bear the thought of losing their friendship.

He pinched in between his eyebrows with his fingers. He shook away the thought. No. That’s impossible Ray. Don’t think about that. It wouldn’t happen. Plus, she wouldn’t want him feeling like this. She cares about him too much to let it happen, and so does he.

He sighed dreamily, thinking about the moment he and Rabbid Peach shared in the dressing room earlier today. She is so kind. Strong. Gentle. Just a few hours ago, even though she was the one who got injured by the Wildclaw, her priority was to save and comfort him. She was his hero, today as well as all other days. Every day she inspired him to improve himself.

And he loved that about her.

…

He felt his heart race at the stray thought that invaded his mind, his face flushing a hot red.

Wait. Egads!!! Love?!?! Don’t be ridiculous Rayman.! He meant it in a friendly way!! A best friend way! Yes, that. Nothing more!!

His self conscious prodded at him further, “You have plenty of other friendships. So why is this one different? Why do you feel such strange feelings when she’s around?”

He had no answer, so he decided to take his mind off it. He turned to watch the rain pour outside the window of the door. The raindrops tapped loudly on the glass, and he tried to focus on the sound, to drown out his thoughts.

…

But his mind always drifted back to Rabbid Peach, setting his heart aflame once again.

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Author’s Afterword:

Thank you all for reading! This fanfic was so incredible to work on, and I’m blessed to have people out there that enjoy my content. It means the world to me, so thank you!

I’ll be releasing an epilogue in Rabbid Peach’s POV for her reaction to the events of this day on set. Look forward to it!! I also plan on making little notes of how I interpret and write these characters for fun! Let me know if you guys would be interested in that, or more.

…and maybe a sequel project in mind that involves input from you guys!

AKA you guys interviewing the characters by asking them questions about the film, their experiences on set, and so on. Fun stuff ahead!!

Welp! That’s it for now. I need to take a break, this was way too long BAHAHAHA! Have a great day everyone!! And please take care!! 💖🧡:D

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Ray of Joy

Betilla had gathered all of the things she needed for the ritual: a living organism (she chose an eggplant), a vial of blood, strands of hair, a handful of lums and not to mention some beams of light that she had gathered in a small orb. Looking down at the assortment of items she had gathered, she sucked in her breath as anxiety began to wash over her. Sure, she was very well-known for being a resourceful and creative nymph, especially since she created magical prosthetic hands and feet for herself to make up for her lack of limbs. However, she couldn’t help but feel a flurry of worry buzz restlessly inside her, like a black lum.

This ritual was one of many tests that she had to pass in order to advance to the fourth level of magic. For this particular exam, she had to create life from a living organism. Everyone, especially her sisters and their father, the Magician, assured her as best they could yet she was hyper-focused and anxious about the whole thing. If she were to pass this practical ritualistic exam, she would be a few steps closer to becoming Steward of the Great Protoon. It was something she aspired for a couple centuries and she’d come so far, so succeeding this ritual was a top priority. Gathering the items proved an immense challenge for her, especially since she didn’t have enough energy for limbs. Regardless, she settled on making a living limbless being with hands and feet like hers.

“Okay, now where is that book?” she muttered, rummaging through her rucksack. She stopped and pulled out a light spell book and opened it, quietly muttering the instructions before moving onto the first step.

She grabbed the orb and cracked it open like an egg. The light from within began whizzing around her left hand as she began conducting their energy using her magic.

Next, she opened the sack of lums, all of which began fluttering around excitedly her illuminated hand before they all completely became lost in the flurry of light that she was generating. Her eyes widened as she watched the light grow brighter and stronger in her grasp.               She then chopped up the eggplant and ground it vigorously using a mortar and pestle. She set the mixture in a large bowl which was sitting in the middle of the room on top of a large purple placemat.

Upon reading the next step, she opened the vial of blood and took out a large syringe from her rucksack. While still psychically channelling the assortment of light beams and lums in her left hand, she used both hands to draw up the blood into the syringe. Next she pressed the plunger down over the mushy eggplant remains until every last drop of blood was gone. Some people would normally use a person or an animal for this type of ritual, but she wanted to use a different kind of organism instead as a more humane approach.

Finally, she carefully snipped off the roots of the hair samples and dropped them into the large bowl, like she was sprinkling cinnamon into a large tin of bread batter. Afterwards, she used her right hand and gently stirred everything together before lightly boiling the concoction over a hob.

              Peering into her spellbook, she began manipulating the light beams and lums across her hands carefully, as if she was playing Cat’s Cradle. Soon enough, she found herself telepathically balancing a large luminescent orb above her hand. She pursed her lip in anticipation as she directed this orb to break apart and disperse into the bowl. Instantly, the bowl began to give off a brilliant glow as the mixture began to bubble and pop excitedly.

Betilla couldn’t help but smile excitedly as everything seemed to be going according to plan. However, that smile quickly disappeared when she noticed that the mixture was reacting too quickly, so she took it off the hob immediately and onto the middle of the floor.

“Okay, let’s see if we can stabilise it,” she grumbled, holding her hands out. Using her magic, she finally got the substance to settle down much to her relief. She then focused on forming the basic shapes for the creature, her brow pursed in determination as light began to fill the room.

Without warning, a sudden surge of energy surged through the room and knocked her back against the bookcase, causing several books and jars to fall, and causing various objects to disperse everywhere. Betilla struggled to get her bearings, however she was too disoriented and collapsed in a heap on the floor, passing out almost instantly.

A small, muffled high-pitched sound managed to stir her, which eventually grew louder as she came to. Looking up, she noticed the purple placemat was now in a heap in the corner of the room with something stirring beneath it. In fact the noise was coming from underneath it. As she stood up, she walked over to see what was under there and cautiously lifted up the now-frayed fabric.

She couldn’t believe what she had seen.

Underneath the tatty piece of material, was a small male humanoid creature, with a large nose, fluffy blonde hair, no neck, no limbs and its hands and feet just a few centimetres from his body. He was crying very loudly and snuffling, with his little hands balled up in terror. Stunned, Betilla gently touched the creature’s left hand, causing him to instinctively grab hold of her finger. Her heart melted when the baby looked up at her with his large wet eyes, driving her to gently pick it up and cradle him. Surprisingly, despite having no neck, this little boy’s head easily floated in sync with his body when Betilla picked him up. Once she gently rocked him a few times, his cries died down at long last and he started falling asleep, leading to her gently wrapping him in the scuffed remains of the placemat.

All the while, Betilla was still processing what had just happened. She looked down at this peculiar looking baby…thing, wondering how the hell this could happen. She wasn’t even concerned about the exam anymore, what on earth was she gonna do with him?

“There’s no way I can raise something this tiny,” she said to herself, or rather to the baby, “I mean, I don’t know anything about babies, I’ve never looked after something small like this let alone a –”

She stopped mid – sentence as she heard the tiny creature let out a small yawn and watched him nuzzle his head into the crook of her arm. As she smiled at this little fellow, who was only a few minutes old, she realised that her adoptive father probably had the same doubts and worries when he adopted her and the rest of her sisters. If he can manage raising five young nymphs and make them what they were now, then she would surely raise this baby thingamajig in her arms through thick and thin.

“Well, I guess if I’m stuck with you, I’m gonna have to think of a name for you, little fella,” Betilla said, “I don’t really have any ideas for names at the moment but…I guess given how you were made, I could call you Ray.”

The baby opened his eyes and blinked at her upon hearing his new name.

“Yeah?” she chuckled, “you like that name, little man? Rayman? My little Rayman?”

Ray’s eyes widened in response followed by a small coo, as if he was giving his mother a verbal approval to his new name. Betilla smiled affectionately and sighed in astonishment. She started her day worrying over becoming Steward of the Great Protoon and now ended up becoming a mother. Regardless, even if it wasn’t going to be easy, she was gonna give it her best shot.

The end

#fanfic #rayman fanfic #rayman origins #betilla #rayman is a bean in this omg #betilla got to pass her exams yippee #THREE PAGES LONG #my writing #rayman

[just-a-gamer-daydeamer-girl]

Yeah!

So I’m rewriting an old fanfic of mine that I did around high school, where I tried to bridge the gap between Rayman 1 and Rayman 2 (Orgins didn’t happen yet.) it was weird cringe looking back at it. But I loved the concept. So I am Reimagining it. (Kinda deleted it off the internet, but I still have the original story)

It’s definitely going to be a lot longer than the original (only one page). Mixing in things from legends and origins as well!

It’s probably gonna be slow to update cuz I keep working on multiple projects at once, but I really hope I can complete it and make something really banger! I’ve got some good ideas I want to put into words.

Cross posted on Ao3 and fanfiction.net(a few of old stories I wrote on this one)

Yes I’ve use different usernames for both accounts.

Hope you like the cover I made for it!

#Rayman #Rayman fanfic #Rayman 2 #Rayman 1 #rayman origins #rayman legends #betilla the fairy #betilla the nymph #Mr. Dark #Barbara #the magician #My art #My Fanfic #Rayman Beginnings Reimagined

[generalfoxy21]

Watching some speed runs of Rayman 2 that beats the game in under an hour and it’s hilarious if you imagine it from the villains pov.

Like this little guy just escaped and you pay it no mind cause there’s no way he can take on your army.

Then he starts doing some wacky tricks you’ve never seen before like swimming in the air and teleport and next thing you know he has freed all his friends, completely toppled your plans and destroyed your army after only 53 minutes after he escaped.

hahahahaha, this has been very hilarious, just think about razorbeard being totally terrified, that in just one hour Rayman managed to defeat him.

razorbeard was sitting in a metal room, where there were many screens, looking at them with horror, he couldn't believe what his eyes saw, his entire crew of space ruffians was destroyed in a fast and monstrous way, all the pirates were trying to communicate with his captain through transmissions, showing the horror that was happening, his crew's transmissions were turned on and off in seconds, he could only hear a few words of horror from his people, before his transmissions were turned off and another turned on, crying for help.

The cause of everything, a small beast, with golden hair and a funny appearance, could see how this creature broke the laws of physics, ran extremely fast and with the same speed, destroyed everything, even moments where it teleported and reached another point. of nothing.

razorbeard: NO, NO, NO, HOW THE HELL DOES HE DO THAT? CAN SOMEONE EXPLAIN IT TO ME?????

He can only watch in horror as his entire army of robots disappears out of nowhere and all the creatures he had imprisoned are released. In a matter of minutes, this situation became increasingly stressful for the tyrant.

razorbeard: BUT WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING, THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE!

Usually he did not feel things, such as fear or other emotions, other than the hatred and greed of his metallic heart, but in this situation, he really felt more and more afraid, he tried to communicate with his crew, but this was impossible, because the Transmissions cut off quickly thanks to the little beast, Rayman.

This was until there were no more transmissions, there was no longer chaos or screams, the room remained silent and razorbeard, the stress and fear was great…

razorbeard: crew….can you hear me?…..STINKING RUFFINS CAN YOU HEAR ME WHAT'S GOING ON OUTSIDE? ANSWER ME…..this, this can't be real, it must be a fucking nightmare, right?

The tyrant thought, he was afraid, until he heard a sound behind him, Razorbeard was very afraid, he turned slowly after him, just to witness the creature, Rayman, he saw it directly with a smile on his face, it seemed like he had a singular glow in his eyes, as if they were flames, at that moment razorbeard felt very horrified knowing that it would be his end…

razorbeard: NO, NO, GO AWAY YOU DISGUSTING CREATURE, I'M NOT AFRAID OF YOU, GO AWAY

rayman:……

Rayman began to approach him, slowly.

razorbeard:NO,NO,NOOOOOOO

ok I hope you enjoy what I just wrote, randomly :]

#xd xd xd #rayman #rayman 1 #rayman 2 #razorbeard #rayman fandom #rayman fanfic #foxy talk

[wolpertinger-prince]

Of Eileen and Zippley: Part Two of a Raytas Continuation

After his encounter with the Beast Fairy, Rayman finds himself struggling to find his friends. But one encounter with a familiar face, as well as a new one, might lead him in the right direction.

Part One

Rayman hoped to never cross paths with Wolpenauct again.

Sure, he felt sorry for them, but something about them unnerved him, almost like Jano did all those years ago. Not to mention how harsh they were. And what was that about calling him the Glade's plaything? Yup, they definitely weren't as warm as, say, Ly or Betilla. Not everyone was going to appreciate him showing them kindness, he supposed.

It'd been a few days since he found his friends missing, presumably captured by Grub and taken back to the circus. Rayman had been traveling by foot nonstop since. He'd yet to see hint nor hair of the traveling circus, or even hear of Rigatoni for that matter. It was possible that they'd left Aeropolis, but did Rigatoni really rebuild his tent so quickly that he could travel that far that fast? Had he been stuck in Aeropolis all this time just as Rayman and friends had been? No, Rigatoni had some of Razorbeard's former henchmen at his side. They knew how to build flying ships from the ground up. Rigatoni and the others could be miles ahead by now.

Gods, this was frustrating! Rayman had no idea where to start or what he was even chasing. And this was assuming Lac-Mac and the others even were with Rigatoni at the circus and not in jail. In that case, maybe he'd gone too far. What if he could've just broken them out of jail earlier? Maybe they'd already been picked up by Rigatoni by now!

Rayman stopped and leaned against a wall to catch his breath. It was times like this Betina would tease him and tell him he sounded like Cookie. Just when he was thinking of the two of his friends was when he saw the short silhouette of a figure that reminded him of Lac-Mac, but smaller. The figure was limping, as far as Rayman could tell in the darkness of the night. Suddenly, a bright light shone on the figure, revealing its orange color, floppy ears, and stripes. The light came from a speeding car that the striped creature was too busy struggling to cross the road to notice.

"Hey, look out!"

As Rayman called to the creature, he rushed to his side. The creature noticed the car speeding towards him too late, letting out a shriek as he was about to be hit. However, just before the car could make contact did Rayman jump in front and push the creature out of the way. The impact of the car sent parts of Rayman flying, his head landing on and rolling off of the car's hood. The car screeched to a halt, the driver quickly stepping out of the vehicle with wide, horrified eyes as she assessed the damage she'd done. Her gloved hand over her heart, she breathed quickly and heavily while noting Rayman's hands, feet, and body dispersed all over the road.

"Oh, gods," she exclaimed, suddenly feeling very faint.

"Hey, it's okay," came a voice.

The driver snapped her gaze towards the hood of her car.

"Over here," uttered the voice again.

The driver stepped over to the other side of her car where Rayman's head lay. Rayman blinked up at her, definitely still alive. Suddenly, one of his hands hovered over and picked Rayman's head up by one of the tufts of his hair. Rayman recognized this now very confused and startled woman as being Grub's date from a few weeks ago.

"Fancy seeing you again," he remarked. "Excuse my appearance."

Rayman whistled and his other hand started to scoop up his shoes. As the hand brought his feet closer, Rayman nodded towards his limp purple body that laid limply several feet away.

"Uh, would you mind getting that for me?" he asked the woman awkwardly.

"Oh, uh… Sure."

The woman walked over to the body and hesitantly picked it up. She couldn't believe she was doing this; first she hit a pedestrian and now here she was putting him back together like some kind of toy! She brought the body back to where Rayman held his head up, once again shocked when the body just seemed to float back into place. Rayman let out a sigh of relief as his hand let go of his head and he "stretched" his feet just to test them out.

"Thanks! That could've been really ugly," Rayman mused. "What's your name?"

"Eileen," the woman answered. "Hey, aren't you that sweet kid that delivered that singing telegram?"

"Yup! Name's Rayman. Hope you liked it."

"Your pitch needs work," Eileen remarked. "But your dance was adorable."

"Thanks! Now, if you'll excuse me…"

Rayman glanced behind himself, in the direction he shoved that creature. The creature was gone, probably having disappeared into the forested area on the other side of the road.

"I gotta find that little guy," Rayman explained as he began to walk away. "He looked hurt."

"Let me come with you," Eileen replied as she followed. "I almost hit him!"

"He couldn't have gone far."

Rayman and Eileen made their way into the woods, quickly spotting the striped creature. He was hobbling his way through, gulping when he noticed the two. He turned around and hissed, showing off his sharp teeth.

"Get back!" the creature exclaimed. "I… I bite!"

"Whoa, whoa! Take it easy," Rayman stated as he slowed his walking and put his hands up. "We don't wanna hurt you. We just wanna see if you're okay."

"Okay?" The creature cocked a brow and laughed. "I'm not okay, thanks for checking. You can go away now."

"You could've just said no thank you," Eileen remarked.

"Come on, let us at least look at your leg," Rayman urged, pointing at the creature's limp right leg. "You're not gonna get very far on it."

"I don't need your help," the creature hissed as he turned away. "I've been doing fine all by myself ever since I was dumped out here."

Rayman reached one of his hands up into the trees where he carefully traced the branches until he found one just big enough, then snapped it off. He then handed the branch to the striped creature, who observed it, puzzled, before snatching it.

"Who dumped you?" Rayman asked.

"Henry Antipasti," the creature replied. "I was working for him at the theater… Well, I was more like a slave."

"Hey, that's exactly what happened to me and my friends," Rayman gasped. "Then you must be one of those vuni vuni Wolpenauct told me about!"

"Who?" The creature cocked a brow. "Anyway, I don't know why I'm telling you guys my tragic backstory, but if you know Henry, I'd appreciate you pointing me in his direction so I can have a little… chat with him about how he treated me."

"Wait. Hold on a second," Eileen interrupted. "What's going on? Slaves?"

Rayman turned to Eileen, taking in a deep breath. Boy, this was going to be one heck of an explanation. Who knew if she'd even believe him? Well, it was worth a shot…

"Well, you know that guy you're dating, Grub? Well, he's been trying to arrest my friends and I and return us to this circus," Rayman began. "This Rigatoni guy put him up to it. You see, Rigatoni locked us up, in cages, and forced us to perform at his circus. Now he's got my friends and I have to get them outta there!"

Eileen couldn't believe what she was hearing. They did that? Kidnapped people and made them into entertainment for the masses? That couldn't be legal, surely. Could it? No, something else was wrong here.

"You, too?" she asked, looking at the striped creature.

"Uh-huh," the creature answered with a nod, leaning on the branch Rayman gave him. "All my life, until I got this."

The creature gestured to his bad leg. Eileen lifted her hands over her mouth.

"I don't believe it," she gasped. "I believe you, I just don't believe that someone would do that!"

"I just learned it happens all over," Rayman began. "A Beast Fairy told me creatures from forests get poached all the time. But they're gonna put a stop to it."

"Yeah, they're doing a great job so far," the striped creature remarked sarcastically.

"...But it's up to me to save my friends," Rayman continued, ignoring the creature's remark.

"I've heard enough. I'll help you," Eileen stated, earning surprised stares from both Rayman and the striped creature. "What? I will! Grub will know where this Rigatoni guy is and I can get it out of him. You two can stay at my place until we get to the bottom of this. You must be exhausted, and starving."

"That's really kind of you," Rayman replied, not helping but to think of how great it would be to eat after how long he's been traveling. "What do you think, kid? Coming with us?"

The creature looked hesitant. He didn't want to depend on anyone, but… food did sound good right about now. And he had been sleeping on leaves and discarded cushions for some time now. So, he nodded with a hum.

"And what's your name, sweetie?" Eileen asked, kneeling to his height.

"My name's Zippley," he answered. "I guess I can tag along for now. I've got nothing better to do."

"Then we're a team," Rayman practically announced.

"Alright, Rayman. Zippley," Eileen urged. "Get in my car. It's getting late."

So, the trio made their way back to the car, where they drove back into the city. After the panic he's been through for the last few days, Rayman was just happy not to be alone.

#rayman #rayman the animated series #my writing #fanfic #rayman fanfic

[askraywritten]

Conjured from the magnificent moonbeams of the second summer solstice...

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Welcome to the Glade of Dreams!

Raywritten is a reimagining of the Rayman series from before the beginning to after the end by none other than Geeky Goo! As a fan of the series myself, one of my biggest gripes with it is how loose the continuity is between games, and Raywritten serves to tie every single game, spinoff, and long-forgotten cast member together while adding my own spin to the world and characters. This blog will provide updates and behind-the-scenes looks at the fanfic, as well as, primarily, provide a Q&A so that you (and I) can get a feel for this iteration of the characters.

The Glade does not tolerate hatred or discrimination of any kind, so if you intend to come at this series or its headcanons with any of that, I kindly ask that you leave.

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Q: Will [x Rayman character] be included in this story's lore?

A: Absolutely! I hope to find a purpose for every character in the series, no matter how obscure. Be prepared to see faces like Joe the Alien, Clara the Witch, and even Ed from Tonic Trouble!

Q: How often will you answer questions?

A: My schedule is very spontaneous, so I might not always have time to answer your questions. I tend to do them in batches, though, so keep an eye on this blog!

Q: How will you tackle The Magician and Ales Mansay?

A: This is something I've been trying to answer myself ever since I joined the fandom. Real ones from DA will remember "Ales's Return" (yikes) and my Twitter RP escapades in which Ales Mansay was a cursed version of the Magician, but in Raywritten, I'm doing something totally different. Stay tuned!

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#rayman #raywritten #ask blog #asks open #ask me anything #rayman fanfic #rayman fandom #fanfiction #rewrite

[sparkling-chi-64]

So I am making a fanfic for Rayman using a lot of ocs and this part in particular might be a funny reference some of you Rayman fans might figure out where this piece is from.

#rayman #rayman fanfic #cyrus #sprixie

[tessiex17]

Me when I'm writting chapter 2 of my rayman fic and realise I can make them do whatever I want. Raymans 100% getting stoned with y/n this chapter :3

#rayman #captain laserhawk #clhabdr #cl rayman #rayman fandom #rayman fanfic #fan fiction #tessie talks

[levy120]

Dream Catcher Part 6: Reverb

Rating: T Genre: Horror, Angst Lore: Dream Catcher (Part 6), Extended Lore

Characters: Jano, Rayman, Mr. Dark, The Muse of Poets, Raymesis, Ly, Globox, Murfy

Summary: Rayman promised Jano to help if ever he were in need of it. What if push comes to shove?

Warnings: Depression, Self-Harm, Grief/Mourning, Not-Really-Character-Death

Annotation: Even though this one is part of a series, I believe this one can be read on its own. The only thing you need to know in advance is the established friendship between the protagonists. The Series: [Dream Catcher Masterpost]

Read on: [AO3]

Happy 2 Year Anniversary to my heart-blood passion project Dream Catcher! :D

I can't believe it's been so long. I can believe even less that my Muse is still bugging me about it. But what do you know?

I am so thankful for everyone who's been on the journey with me thus far, for all the lovely feedback and warm reception this fanfic has received!

As of the release of the first chapter everything until until 5 is ready. Depending on chapter sizes, there's going to something between 12 or 15 chapters waiting. I'm standing at the verge of 30,000 words, with 2 parallely running plots - both being a first for this series. :D

That being said - I am still in the middle of frenzied editing. There's holes to patch up, retcons to edit and chapters to polish, but I am at a point where the direction is clear and I should (hopefully) not run into any bigger complications. I still want this to be the best it can be though, so I cannot predict at this time how fast or steady the update schedule is going to be.

I am super excited to share the start of this tale with you today and looking forward to your thoughts 💌

#Rayman #Rayman fanfic #Dream Catcher #Reverb

[flamigoat]

Lights, Camera, Actions!

Part 1- 🎬

Next Part

Pairings: Rabbid Peach x Rayman

Characters: Rabbid Peach, Rayman, Beep-O

Themes: Friendship, Romance, Humor, Hurt Comfort, Angst

Warnings: Talks of kissing, negative thoughts about appearance, spit, Rayman licking his hand to fix his hair (gross but it makes sense in the context of the fic I swear guys T-T), and a bunch of cute romantic shenanigans

Plot: Rayman and Rabbid Peach are offered to film a kiss scene for Beep-O’s movie, “The Wrath of the Phantom!”, an action drama retelling with a surprising romantic twist! Rayman looks uncomfortable by this but tries to push through it. Peaches is curious as to why and confronts him about it.

It’s been a few months since Beep-O, Rabbid Peach, Rabbid Mario, and Rayman moved in together. Beep-O landed a job as a movie director for the Space Opera Network after his screenplay, “The Wrath of the Phantom” was approved as an action-romance based on their encounter with the Phantom alongside Rayman. His friends volunteered to play the starring roles to cut the budget and fund Rayman’s trip home to the Glade. Rayman plays the role of the main character, while Rabbid Peach and Rabbid Mario are the supporting characters. In particular, Rabbid Peach and Rayman are supposed to have a romantic storyline throughout the movie. In most scenes, they’d be able to skirt around the romantic atmosphere and laugh off Beep-O’s fanfic-like writing. Rabbid Peach could tell that today was different when the robot excitedly floated toward her and Rayman.

Beep-O: “Rayman! Rabbid Peach! I have a proposition for you two for an upcoming scene! I think it will boost audience ratings exponentially if you’d like to hear me out, that is.”

Rayman excitedly perks up, “Ooooo! Does it include stunts? Me and Peaches still have some battle maneuvers we’ve been practicing. It would look great on camera!”

Rabbid Peach joins in on Rayman’s excitement about the idea. They had been practicing that maneuver for a while, Rayman would pick her up and drop her from the air then, she would fire at their opponents with her Triple Troll weapon! She imagines a shot of herself dramatically emerging from a cloud of smoke, flipping her hair confidently as she stands over her defeated enemies! Oh, she guesses Rayman would be there too. They could improvise something for him to do in the scene, he’s always been good at playing things up for the camera! Maybe he’ll swoop in to back her up! That would be cool!

Rabbid Peach remembers she had some videos of similar battle maneuvers they tried before! Maybe they could recreate them? She quickly scrolls through them. Signaling Rayman and Beep-O to look at them. She finds one Beep-O filmed on his tacti-cam, they could totally try that one out! She looks over towards Rayman to confirm if he likes it.

Rabbid Peach asks, “What do you think of this one you guys? I feel like the choreography would work pretty well!”

Rayman replies, “Yeah!!! That one’s awesome! We could probably change the poses a little bit. It’ll make the scene look authentic taking from our actual battles though! Great idea!”

Beep-O nods politely at their eagerness, “Hmmm, well that is a wonderful idea, but I was thinking of something of…a different mood to do.”

The thingamajig is still leaning over his rabbid friend’s shoulder looking at her phone, not making eye contact with the robot. When Rabbid Peach looks up to pay attention he looks over, confused. He asks, “Oh. What were you thinking?”.

Beep-O pipes up, “Well, I think it would be quite romantic if we were to add a kiss scene between you two! The audience would go crazy for it! Picture this! Rayman, a former enemy of the rabbids, sharing a kiss with Rabbid Peach, a beloved rabbid hero of the Mushroom Kingdom! It’s just teeming with dramatic potential! They would love it!!! What do you two think?”.

Rayman and Rabbid Peach stare at Beep-O wide-eyed, letting out a collective, “Huh?” in shock.

While surprised, Rabbid Peach agreed with her robot friend. They were playing a romance, so she figured that there was going to be potential to have a kiss scene. Plus the audience would eat it up! She and Rayman always liked them in their favorite romance movies. He was no Mario in her eyes, but at least he was handsome in his own right! Not as bad as the scenario could be when she has to kiss someone. She hoped it wouldn’t be too awkward kissing her friend though. Ew, she hopes to Rosalina that it’s not!

Peaches turned to her friend to gauge his reaction to the news…he looked nervous. Uncomfortable, even. For a moment, she noticed his snout wrinkled a bit at Beep-O’s words. He immediately covers up his displeasure with a familiar fake smile. Peaches recognizes this one. Okay, for sure something's wrong.

Rayman stammers out, “Sure! I think I’d be able to do that. …Are you okay with that Peaches?”

Rayman gives Peaches a pleading look at her response to this question. A shaky smile on his face. Oh, so you’re gonna make me do the rejection, huh Ray?, she thought.

“Hmm…I don’t know Beep-O. Maybe give us some time to think about it? Me and Ray can talk about it over the break! Plus, I need to fix up my hair for the next scene. Mind if you take me over to the dressing room Ray? I think I need to touch up your hair too. It’s looking a little rough.”

Rayman replies, not picking up on the message his friend was trying to put down, “I can fix it up myself-”

Peaches pokes his shoe with her foot, hoping to get him to play along. He finally realizes what she’s doing. And tenses up.

“I mean- Yes! Let’s head over to the dressing room! To fix our hair. Yes.”

Very subtle Ramon, Peaches thought.

Beep-O looks at them with gratitude in his voice, “Thanks guys! I’ll get the next scene prepared. Just let me know when you guys are finished, alright? Be ready in at least an hour! Bye-bye!”. The robot excitedly floats off to the set, rapidly directing the set workers to prepare for the next scene.

Rayman and Rabbid Peach shuffle off to the dressing room, Peaches scans the room to see if there could be anyone eavesdropping on them in the room before she brings in Rayman. She didn’t want anyone to hear what she needed to discuss with Rayman. She wouldn’t be able to get him to open up if there was even the chance of someone listening in on them. He’d be too embarrassed. I hope he’s okay, she thought.

Peaches sat in one of the fancy red leather vanity chairs in front of the mirror. From it, she sets up her hair iron to touch up their hair. They did need to fix themselves up after filming most of the day. She noticed Rayman standing to the side awkwardly, he seemed tense knowing they would have to talk about what happened. At least he’s not faking positivity like earlier.

Peaches pats the chair next to her, inviting Rayman to sit. He does, enjoying the sudden swerve of the chair as he sits in it. He begins pushing against the ground to turn it around faster, back and forth, making Peaches giggle. The creaks of the old vanity chair echo in the dusty dressing room.

Peaches chuckled, “Did you not know they spin?”

Rayman replies, giggling, “Hahaha! No! We don’t have technology like this back in the Glade, or at the apartment either.”

She forgot he hadn’t been staying on this planet for that long. Back at her home, not in the Mushroom Kingdom, she got used to technology similar to this one. She couldn’t imagine experiencing these things for the first time! Rayman is so funny to her. The way he can get so excited about the littlest things and make the most stagnant rooms fun.

Rabbid Peach gestures toward the lever on Rayman’s chair, “Ya’know you can adjust the height of them too?”

“Woah! Hold on, hold on. Lemme try it!”

Rayman pressed down on the lever she gestured toward.

“EGADS!”

He must’ve pressed down too hard, since the chair quickly slid down to the base of it, startling the thingamajig! His shoes made a loud CLACK as they smacked against the floor, the sound resonating in the room. This made Rabbid Peach cackle out laughing in response.

Rabbid Peach: “BWAHAHAAH!! NO! No, Rayman, you have to be more gentle than that! Here, lemme help you. Get up for a minute.”

She approached him, leaning down to fix his chair as he got up. His hand brushed against her side as she walked past him. It was warm. It’s not often that he doesn’t wear his gloves. His hand was much more rough than she expected. Maybe she should take him to get a manicure sometime with her? That would be fun! They could make a day out of it.

After tweaking the chair’s height, Peaches fixed it and motioned for him to sit again.

Peaches: “Alright it’s all good to go! Pfft- Try not to break it this time okay?”

Rayman gently batted her side at her comment, gasping dramatically as if he was offended. “What! You’re the one who suggested changing the height! What did you expect? Me to not try it out?!?”

He giggled as he sat in the chair again. At least that picked up his mood a bit, Rabbid Peach thought. She sat back in her chair too, facing the vanity, and picked up her iron now that it was warmed up enough. She ran it through her hair, straightening out the curls she accumulated throughout the day. It was getting harder to keep up with it now that she started growing it out herself. Princess Peach’s magic works wonders, that’s for sure!

Rayman swivels around his chair to stare at her as she does her hair. She felt a bit flustered at him staring at her so intently, as she could see him through the mirror staring at her. At the moment, she’s not sure that Rayman has picked up on the fact that she sees him staring. Or if he even cares about it. She breaks the tension by asking him the question he’s probably been dreading.

“So, what was that about back there? Can we talk about it?”

Rayman froze, looking downwards with an unreadable expression. He fidgets with his hands as he turns away from her.

“Yeah, we can.”

Rabbid Peach stops straightening her hair, putting the iron down. She swivels the chair over by carefully kicking off the vanity since her feet do not touch the ground. She wants to give her attention to her friend right now. She can worry about her hair later. She gently lays her hand on his hands. He stops fumbling with his fingers and looks at her.

Rabbid Peach: “It’s okay if you don’t want to kiss me, Rayman. I’m not going to make you do anything you’re uncomfortable with. Alright?”

Rayman paused, before saying, “It’s not that. The reason is just…kinda personal, okay?”

“...”

“I- I’ve never kissed anyone before. Embarrassing, right?”

Oh. Well, that’s not too bad, Peaches thought. They could always practice beforehand, right?

“That’s not bad Ray! We could always practice if that makes you more comfortable.”

The thingamajig’s face seemed to redden a bit at her statement. Oh shoot, was that too forward? Then he turned away, looking a bit sad.

After a pause, he said, “Aren’t you afraid of what the audience will think if we do?”.

Rabbid Peach’s face scrunched up in confusion. What does he mean by that? They’re both attractive, so what’s the big deal?

“What do you mean by that?” Rabbid Peach asked.

Rayman turns his face away from her and to the mirror, staring at himself in it. He touches his face, tracing over his prominent eyebags with his fingers. He seemed bothered by something. What was it? The thingamajig laughs weakly while looking at himself.

After a pause, he said, “The audience would probably hate that we’d kiss. I mean, it’s not like me and the rabbids are all on good terms either! They probably still hate me. What- what if they hate you too if we do this? I can’t let that happen!”

Rayman’s voice gets even more broken as he speaks as if he’s holding back a sob, but trying desperately to keep it in. Peaches keeps listening to him, too stunned at what he was saying to speak. Was he worried about this the whole time they were filming? How come she’d never noticed?

“I mean, c’mon Peaches, how would even I be able to kiss you? I have this big dumb snout in the way! I mean, who would even want to kiss someone like me anyway? Don’t you think? Look at me!”

His voice crumbles and quiets when he says, “Compared to you, I’m just some…ugly, limbless, stupid-!”

“Don’t you ever say that Rayman.”.

She hated hearing her friend talk about himself like that. That’s not true. It wasn’t. He was handsome, he was smart, he was funny, considerate, and so many more things! It was sad to hear that he felt like that towards himself.

She held the man's hands tighter, a strong, but welcome touch. His face turns to face Rabbid Peach, staring intently into her eyes. His bright brown eyes were watering a bit, turning slightly into a blue color.

“Ray. You are beautiful, okay? You are handsome, brave, funny, smart, considerate, and you’re a hero! The Hero of the Glade for crying out loud!! People like you and the rabbids will too, no matter what scene we film out there. Once they see you with us, see you perform, they will see you for who you are! This is our chance to change things, and we should take it! If anyone says anything about it, I will kick their butts! I swear by it! So never. And I mean never! Talk like that about yourself again. Got it?”

Rayman’s hands shifted, holding Peaches’s hands gently, rubbing circles into her palms. They’d never held hands this closely before. She felt flustered at his gentle touch, suddenly becoming fixated on the way his fingers felt on her palm.

Peaches said with conviction, “And- for the record, I think your snout is cute!”.

He sniffles, a tear drifting down his face. “Thanks, Peaches. I, really needed to hear that today.” A shaky, yet warm smile appeared on his face. The thingamajig held her hands tighter, leaning his face closer to Peaches. The rabbid felt a hot blush hit her face and ears at his closeness. She could feel his warm breath blow against the fur of her face. It smelled faintly like mint, and a bit of plum.

She had to change the subject, now. Before she did anything rash.

She pulls away from him softly, subtly returning to the safety of doing her hair. The heat radiating off the iron did not help how hot she already felt. He seemed so disappointed that she pulled away from him. She cleared her throat and proposed an idea for Rayman.

“Ahem! So, I had an idea. Maybe we could make cues for how you feel when shooting the scene? For example, um.”

Peaches’s eyes analyzed the body of her friend, wondering what visual cue he could make to communicate to her if he was okay with the kiss. The thought of kissing him did not ease her feelings, her ears becoming redder at the thought. Hopefully, they weren’t too obvious! Ew, ew ew that would be so embarrassing for her! Think! What cues could he do?

His hair would be too obvious for the camera. So would his snout and mouth, as they’d be the focus of the shot. She looked towards his hands. That’s it!

“What about your hands? Maybe you can tap my side if you want to do the kiss. That’d be a pretty subtle touch, don’t you think?”

Rayman nodded at her idea. Joining in with an idea of his own. “Oh! And you can twitch your ears if you are okay with the kiss! That sounds great!”

Rabbid Peach twitched her ears. It was pretty easy and subtle. Perfect!

Rabbid Peach: “Great! It’s a plan then! We’ve got this Ray!”

Rayman: “Yeah!”

Rayman pumped his fists in the air in excitement about the plan. His hair poofed up a bit at the movement. Cute, Rabbid Peach thought.

“Alright Ray, once I’m done I’ll fix up your hair a bit. Promise me that if you get too uncomfortable about it we can talk to Beep-O. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind too much if we can’t do it-.”

Her talking is cut off by a loud slurping sound next to her. Rayman was attempting to fix his hair by licking his hand and running through his hair. EW.

“Ramon. You are not doing that on my watch. It’s gross!”

“What? But it’s faster this way! This is what I do all the time! Plus it makes me look handsome~, as you said.”, Rayman teased.

He got her there. He did look handsome fixing his hair. She thought of all the times he did it at the beginning of their battles, brushing his hair back, only to have it cartoonishly boing back up.

“Here, I’ll show you.”

Her thoughts were broken by Rayman’s gross wet hand moving towards her, a mischievous look on his face. She knew what he was thinking, put down the iron gently on the vanity, and booked it out the door. She slammed the door shut as she left, hoping to get ahead of the thingamajig. Her friend sprinted after her, slamming open the door she closed in his pursuit.

“BWAHAHAHA!! NO. NO. NO. Rayman don’t you DARE touch me!! Eek!”

His hand floated quickly past her, slamming into the wall behind her. She was lucky she dodged out of the way just in time. He stands in front of her, breathing heavily with all the effort he went through to catch up to her. He looked tired but determined by the chance to mess with his friend. Fine, if he wants to play this game, she’ll just have to keep running! She slides away from him in between where his legs should be. Continuing her sprint down the hall. She could hear the rapid thumping of Rayman’s shoes behind her.

The pair go from set to set in an almost never-ending chase, startling the all rabbids they ran by. Every time Rayman tried to catch her, she’d get away. Whenever she got away, he would always catch up. Rabbid Peach enjoys his competitive nature. She always had. It was fun to play these games with him.

At some point, she knew they could not do this any longer. They were getting exhausted. She ran up on a set familiar to her, tripped on a prop, and fell to the ground. Rayman ran up to the stage, pouncing on top of her and quickly pinning her to the stage floor with his hands. They stared at each other, breathing heavily, the adrenaline of the chase starting to wear down. It made them feel like it was just them in the room.

“*Wheeze*. Looks like- hah- I finally caught you, huh?”

“Yeah, hah- I guess you did. Hehehe!”

The two were startled by the sudden familiar voice of their friend Beep-O.

“Are- we interrupting something here you guys?”

The whole crew was staring at them. Of course, out of all the sets they could choose, it had to be the one they had to be at! A wave of embarrassment hit Rabbid Peach as she noticed some head directors there too. Guess they were excited about the potential of the kiss scene too. She needed to straighten herself up, now!!

Rayman seemed stunned, still looking at Rabbid Peach, positioned over her. Like he was in a daze. She crawls out from under him, quickly dusting herself off. Once she does, her friend snaps out of it and stands up beside her. Awkwardly shoving his hands into his hoodie.

Rabbid Peach: “Nope! We’re fine Beep-O! Don’t worry about it too much. Hahaha!”

The robot looks her up and down when she says that. A confused expression on his face.

Beep-O: “Okay…? Are you guys ready to film yet? It’s almost time.”

Rabbid Peach: “In a minute. I’ve gotta fix myself up first. It’ll only take a second!”

Beep-O raises an eyebrow on his face screen. Looking her up and down.

Beep-O: “I thought you guys left to do that?”

Crap. He got her there. Yeah…she’s got nothing to backup that statement. They did waste a lot of time with their game of cat and mouse.

Beep-O: “Alright…well, I’ll leave you to it. Be ready soon, okay?”

The robot floats off to the set, helping the set workers coordinate the props on set.

Ugh! Now she’s going to have to film the scene looking like a mess!!! Unless…

The rabbid looks defeatedly at her friend Rayman. He seemed like he had a lot on his mind. Tapping his foot as he stood there. Her gaze pans to the hand in his hoodie pocket. This was her only option. She had to trust him.

“Ray.”

The limbless looks over at her, suddenly snapping out of the shock he was in.

“Oh! What’s up Peaches?”

“Sigh. Can you fix up my hair? Please?”

Rayman gets an overly smug look on his face. Pulling his hand out of his hoodie pocket and cradling his chin with it, pretending to look conflicted.

“Hmmm. I don’t know if I can Peaches. You did say it was…what did you say, oh yeah, gross? I just don’t know if you trust my expertise in hair care.” he says teasingly.

While she wasn’t in the mood to be teased in front of the directors, after she saw the joyful look on his face, she couldn’t get mad at him. You’ve gotta make it difficult for me, huh Ramon? Peaches thought. Oh well, this could be a chance to get her hair done and butter Rayman up a bit before the filming. He needed a confidence boost after all!

Rabbid Peach waved her hand around, rolling her eyes. She says playfully, “Ugh! Fine, I’m sorry Ray. I stand by the fact it’s a little gross, but I can admit that it works great! I mean it works wonders for your hair.” She lightly smacks her friend on the back after that comment.

He recoils from the smack, but shies away from her gaze, his face becoming a bit red at the comment. “Heh, thanks Peaches.”. A goofy grin on his face. She’s glad that made him happy. She meant what she said. She hopes someday he can believe it for himself too.

“Alright! Let’s get that hair fixed up. Ready Peaches?”

The thingamajig licks his hand again and moves it toward her hair. The moment Rabbid Peach dreaded is approaching. She cringes and closes her eyes, getting ready for him to immediately touch her. After a few seconds, she opens her eyes, realizing he hasn’t touched her yet. As if he was waiting for something.

Oh, right. She hasn’t said it was okay yet to touch her. She felt touched that he considered that. Her body stops tensing up. He was just trying to help her. She just had to be brave about it. She’s not afraid of a little spit! She’s seen worse!

“Oh! I’m ready now Ray. Heh, sorry.”

“It’s alright Peaches, just wanted to check first.”

She felt his wet hand gently run through her hair, smoothing out any pieces of hair out of place. Huh, it doesn’t feel as bad as she thought. It’s almost like a hair stylist washing your hair. Hmm, maybe thingamajig spit is meant for grooming their hair. That’s pretty cool! She’d have to ask him later.

“Aaaaand- finished! Tadahhhh!”

Peaches held up her phone to look at herself through the selfie camera. Her hair looked…pretty. Like, really good actually!!! She stood there, her mouth agape, patting her hair carefully, afraid to ruin it. How did he do this? It was so impressive and-. Now she won’t look like a mess in front of the directors! Oh, thank Rosalina!!

“Rayman!! Oh my gosh! Thank you so so much!!”

Peaches hugs Rayman tightly in her excitement, picking him up slightly off the ground and spinning around joyfully.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!!”

Rayman wraps his hands around Peaches, holding onto her shoulders, so as to not touch her newly done hair. His floating feet swung wildly in the air.

“Hahaha! Okay, okay! I’m glad you like it! Now put me down silly!”

Rabbid Peach puts him back down on the ground. The two smile warmly at each other. Until a loud voice cuts them off over a megaphone.

Beep-O: “ALRIGHT EVERYONE!! We will begin filming in five minutes! Please get ready!”

The pair of friends looked at each other as they rushed off to the set. As they hurriedly put on their costumes, their friend Beep-O approaches them.

“So, did you guys decide if you are comfortable with the kiss idea? No pressure to do it if you two do not want to! Since the scene is already scripted you might have to improvise. Remember this is the first take, so do not worry if you mess up. Just remember we need to impress because the head directors are here and-”

Rayman and Rabbid Peach share a look at each other as their robot friend rambles. Rabbid Peach flicks her ears at Rayman, cueing that she’s comfortable with doing the kiss. Rayman taps her side with a gloved hand. Meaning that he wants to do it as well.

Wow. We’re doing this, huh? Peaches thought.

The two share a nod and cut off Beep-O’s panicked rant.

Rabbid Peach: “We’ve decided we want to do the kiss scene.”

Beep-O: “I mean I completely understand if-. Wait. What.”

Rayman says confidently, “We’re ready to do the kiss scene. It’ll go great with the movie! I’m sure the audience will love it, like you said, and-”.

Rayman is cut off by a shrill sheik coming from their robot friend, almost like his program has hit a fatal error. Rabbid Peach’s fur stands on end from the sudden sound. Rayman recoils back from the noise waving a hand in front of his rabbid friend to protect her in case he explodes or something.

“WONDERFUL!! OH ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL!!! THANK YOU BOTH SO MUCH!!! EEEEEEEEEE!!! OH THIS WILL GO GREAT IN THE MOVIE! Gasp! I NEED TO TELL THE HEAD DIRECTORS. NOW.”

Beep-O flies throughout the set, commanding everyone to get in their places before excitedly heading off to the head directors of The Space Opera Network. Once finished, he flies over the set.

“Alright, everyone! Places people! Places! We start in a minute!”

Rabbid Peach and Rayman share a knowing look, snorting out a chuckle at the events they just witnessed. Rayman takes the hand he waved out in front of Rabbid Peach and drifts it next to hers. She takes it in her grasp, holding it tightly. They step forward together, confidently walking towards the stage.

We’ve got this! Let’s get this scene started!

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And that’s it for Part 1! I hope you guys enjoyed. As much as I like to write a romance between these two, I enjoy writing their friendship too! So, I hope you guys liked the platonic side of it too. It’s so cute to me. I adore them so much. 🧡💖

This fanfic was so fun to write! Look forward to more in the future.

These characters do not belong to me. :)

#phantom roommates au #flams fics #Rayman #rabbid peach #beep o #beep 0 #peachray #raypeach #rayeach #rayman x rabbid peach #rabbid peach x Rayman #rayman in the phantom show #mario and rabbids #mario rabbids fanart #mario rabbids #mario + rabbids #raving rabbids #mario rabbids sparks of hope #mario and rabbids sparks of hope #sparks of hope #rayman fanfic

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Good Enough

Words: 1526 Characters: Mr. Dark, Ales Mansay Content and warnings: Hurt/Comfort, mentions of trauma (bullying), inferiority complex, venting/unintended trauma dumping, emotional catharsis

Summary: A failed expedition takes another turn when Mr. Dark addresses Ales' concerning behaviour, leading them to face those demons together.

Sudden rainfall was never unexpected in the depths of Jibberish Jungle. The dense tree tops offered mild protection from the cascade above, just enough for two visitors to not get drenched. Seeking shelter now that their mission to obtain more lums had failed, they scannered the area for a proper haven, the smallest of the two piping up by spotting one.

”Over there!” Throwing his bag of tools over his shoulder, the teensie hurried into the small cave he had discovered. Behind him, his companion wandered with slow steps as he was in no rush to get out of the rain. Instead he observed the other, his hidden eyes narrowing more while predicting what would happen next.

Once inside, the sorcerer in blue crouched down to sit and effortlessly dried himself off with a simple handwave. The water soaked into his garments evaporated in seconds, leaving him content but not satisfied. Looking over at his ally again, he saw him scramble to get everything into place. The bag of nets and cages only got more damaged as the teensie tried to sort it out, sealing it all up with a small huff.

”Sorry the weather didn’t stay nice for that long, I had hoped our first expedition together had been longer. I was so surprised when you asked to come along!” Wandering back over while wringing the water out of his sleeve, the teensie had barely sat down before he stood right up again hastily. ”It’s been a long day, you must be hungry! Stay here, I’ll get you something to eat!”

Before the wizard could respond, he watched his minion rush back out into the pouring rain. Just as expected. Without any motion or any shift of expression in his eyes, the villain waited displeased.

After a long span of time, the sound of small feet echoed in the cave as the teensie arrived, holding his hat which appeared to be distorted in shape. His return didn’t prompt the sorcerer to look in his direction, listening to the sounds of fruit being put in front of him instead.

”I found a lot of fresh stuff! Only the best for you and- Oh, that’s right. You only eat alone.” Forgetting that detail about his idol, he pondered some before coming up with a solution and continuing his ramble. ”That’s okay! I can just go outside, wait until you’re done and-”

”STOP.”

Being cut off by the sudden command and the aggravated tone, the small creature flinched greatly with obsidian eyes widening in combined confusion and fear. Looking up hesitantly, he was met with a harsh, burning glare by the mage. He glanced down with nervous fidgets of his hands, too anxious to talk or look at him. Yet his vision lifted right back up by hearing more stern words.

”You always do this, Ales.”  Voicing his irritation with obvious pent up anger, the limbless nightmare kept his focus right on his ally who trembled visibly by the accusation. ”You always put my needs above your own. Always throwing yourself into danger and distress. This pampering of yours… I do not appreciate it.”

Pausing slightly to let everything sink in, the sorcerer saw how it affected his minion who seemed at a loss for words. His lips pressed together in shame while he processed it all, only to pivot back to his usual response.

”I’m sorry, Mr. Dark… I-…” Nothing else left him before he was cut off again with a swift hand motion from the villain, drawing a small wail out of the teensie.

”And stop apologizing! You apologize for everything, whether it is your doing or not!” Now his tone had hit the boiling point of frustration, his claws slightly digging into his blue cloak. While knowing how much it stung for the teensie to hear it, he also knew it was the only way to get him to listen. Seeing the regret in Ales’ eyes did cause him to soften his voice, having gotten the biggest point across.

”I joined you today because I need to talk to you, away from home with no distractions or interuptions. We can not go on like this. Now explain.” Mr. Dark demanded with his hands resting in his lap, watching his ally’s expression sink into further confusion.

”E-explain what?” Ales peeped, knowing full well yet wanting to avoid the conversation.

”Explain why you do these things.” The mage emphasized, trying his best to stay patient. His response made the teensie stare into thin air with eyes shifting from side to side, scrambling to find answers for a while before speaking.

”I… I just want to be good enough for you...” His vision started to blur slightly as the urge to cry grew, yet it vanished instantly by the resurfacing of old rage. ”I’ve never been good enough! Are you going to blame me for wanting to be the best I can be!? You know what I’ve been through!”

Ales’ anger sparked more as he stared his idol right in the eyes and pointed at him with little to no reaction from the nightmare, the latter merely listening while giving him space to rant. ”I’ll never be good enough for anyone! I can’t do the one thing I should have been gifted with! Magic was my birthright and I was robbed of it! How do you think I felt being reminded every day that I am a failure as a teensie!? Everyone abandoned me, even my parents! And you have the nerve to-…!”

Clasping his hands over his mouth after a short gasp, the teensie’s eyes dilated by realizing the amount of trapped feelings he had unleashed out of his control. He expected to be scolded more for daring to stand up to the mage. Yet nothing was uttered. Removing his shaky hands and putting them down by his hips, Ales peered up to face whatever was in store for him.

However, he was met with a gentle gaze from the sorcerer whose body language had become relaxed and strangely vulnerable.

”Do I make you feel like you are not good enough?” Mr. Dark asked with a voice of genuine concern, the question causing the teensie to instantly jump and reply frantically. ”N-no! It’s not you, it’s me! It’s only me. I don’t make myself feel good enough... I’m sorry…”

Looking down in discomfiture, Ales held himself while sitting down with a low huff and a clear attempt to not cry. It did not go unnoticed as the mage sighed muffled, reaching his hand out slowly. The every ends of his fingertips rested underneath the teensie’s chin and tipped it up carefully, watching his claws. The move surprised the little being and his beady eyes homed in on the wizard in anticipation.

”I am sorry for pushing you like this. It seemed that you would have held it all in forever if I had not intervened. But it was still cruel of me.” Mr. Dark confessed with an even more humane touch to his voice, his apology bewildering the teensie and intensifying his attention. ”I know you have been hurt and I can not take that pain away from you. Condemn those who wronged you, not yourself. You do not need to apologize for anything you do. You do not need to impress me. I have already accepted you.” Speaking with rare kindness, the sorcerer shifted his palm to instead align with the teensie’s cheek followed by the faintest of caresses.

”You are good enough, Ales. You have always good enough for me. You do not need to be anything else but yourself. Do not put yourself down.”

Ending his speech and withdrawing his hand, the wizard remembered how drenched his ally still was and lifted one finger upwards to steam the water out of the black clothing with his magic. Ales’ eyes did not move at all by feeling the warmth return to his body, staring enamored at his friend and replaying his words in his mind. With one blink finally, he shuddered by suddenly feeling tears stream down his face and used both hands to wipe them away with an expression of befuddlement.

”What, I-..” The teensie sputtered by the overwhelming emotion and inability to stop himself from crying, trying to turn away but stopping by feeling a tender hand on his shoulder. ”Do not hold back. Cry all you need.” Hearing more caring words from the mage only had the teensie in more tears, impulsively launching forwards to cling to his idol for comfort. The action startled the both of them as neither were used to physical contact, the smaller of the two instantly parting his lips to apologize. But he paused and said nothing instead, shaking slightly by the feeling of acting on his own whims without shame.

Hiding his face away in the deep blue fabric, Ales sobbed softly and curled in on himself with a whine by the sorcerer placing his palm along his back to soothe him. With no words shared between them and without the need to, only the sound of the outside rain was heard for a long time.  

#Rayman #Rayman fanfic #Rayman fanfiction #Mr. Dark #Mr Dark #Mister Dark #Ales Mansay #Alesdark

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Rayman's Rage [Rayman 2 Fanfic]

By the time Rayman burst into Razorbeard's quarters, he was blind with rage.

He had been imprisoned on Razorbeard's slave ship. Stripped of his powers. Beaten, taunted and mocked. Then thrown in a cell to rot.

He had been forced to witness unspeakable atrocities inflicted onto fellow prisoners. People who once lived peacefully in the Glade, people he had a duty to protect. Now they were in what he could only describe as hell.

When he escaped and returned to land, what he saw there was almost worse. The pirates had left nothing but destruction in their wake. The Glade and its remaining inhabitants were broken shells of their former selves.

The more he pushed on, the bleaker it got. Stories of people disappearing, simply vanishing without a trace. Feared to have been captured by the pirates, or worse. Anguished, tear stained faces of families mourning their loved ones. So much pain and loss. He felt it all. It threatened to consume him.

The Glade he knew had been a place of peace and tranquility, but this was different. This wasn't peace, it was emptiness. Everybody was hiding. Nobody wanted to be found.

At some point, the heaviness in his heart morphed into seething restement. A pure, burning hatred towards the pirates and what they had done to his home, to the people he cared about.

He wasn't sure when exactly it happened. But if he had to guess, it may have been when he encounted a distraught Uglette in the Iron Mountains, wailing because the pirates had taken Globox and the children, and now she had nothing left.

Or when he freed Ly, severely weakened from imprisonment and possibly torture at the hands of the pirates.

It had to be upon encountering Clark, who, despite his enormous prowess, was on the brink of death when he found him. In fending off the pirates, he had used all but the last of his strength.

There were too many such incidents to count. But each one solidified his resolve to hunt down Razorbeard and destroy him. That's what kept him going towards the end, like a flame burning brightly on candlewax. It was no longer about being a hero. It was about retribution.

So when he finally reached Razorbeard's quarters and kicked in the doors, Rayman's body was burning with rage. A rage that until now, he hadn't known he was capable of feeling. A rage that made him want to avenge his friends who had been horrifically scarred, and his home that had been brought to near destruction. A rage that reduced his vision down to a single pinpoint. A rage that made him want to destroy everything in sight.

Rayman's eyes locked in on Razorbeard as he started swinging his fist. He channelled the pain, the trauma, the rage, condensing it all into a single point, ready to aim.

He was going to make this one count. For his friends. For the Glade.

#This was meant to be a short post and turned into a whole one-shot lol #I just thought 'imagine how fucking mad rayman must have been at Razorbeard for all the shit he put him through' #Like dude must have been furious #Don't blame him though #And can we talk about how dark Rayman 2 is? #The game skims over it because it's for kids but my god. The pirates were out here ENSLAVING PEOPLE #It's so so dark and I wanted to explore the implications of that in this fic because there's a lot of potential for angst #Makes Rayman 2 the best game in terms of lore imo #Anyways enough of my rambling #Rayman #Rayman 2 #The great escape #Rayman Fanfic #Rayman one-shot #Rayman 2 Fanfic #Rayman 2 one-shot #Ly the fairy #Uglette rayman #Clark rayman #Tw: trauma #Tw: imprisonment #Tw: slavery #Tw: implied torture #Tw: kidnapping #Lots of trigger warnings here folks...

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Headcanon: Although Betilla is supposed to be the leader of the nymph her actual passion is Astronomy if it was up to her she’d rather be a Nymph of the stars

It's a really fun headcanon ^^, the idea that she is the leader of the nymphs because she is the strongest and most skilled among the others is interesting, but in reality I wish I were an astronomer.....

Imagine that Betilla really decided to be the leader due to social pressure, maybe she didn't want to disappoint her friends and sisters, maybe she didn't want to disappoint her parents, maybe everyone told her that she was very powerful, skilled and had a lot of talent, maybe everyone would be disappointed that he wouldn't use his gifts for something big....and do something as silly as astronomy.....

In reality, Betilla is not very happy being the leader and having to handle so much pressure and do so much paperwork, take so many meetings and things that don't really make her feel very happy, even though she likes helping her people, she doesn't feel comfortable doing what she does. , but hide that....

and well this is where maybe ly, Murphy and the wizard and his sisters come in and realize that he really wants to do other things and they want to support him by telling him that he shouldn't force himself to do something he doesn't like and he shouldn't put pressure on himself. and meet such high expectations.

But Betilla would not leave this position, who wanted to be in her position and have to handle so much pressure? It is not easy to deal with Betilla, she has a stubborn spirit and tendencies to put many ideas in her head to put pressure on herself and chain herself......

but I think in the end after all that talking and thinking, she would decide to leave this position, but they should find someone who could definitely handle this title, maybe ly?

The point is that since Betilla decided to stop being the leader, her life would be much happier ^^.

ok I just created a fanfic xd

#betilla the fairy #rayman #rayman fandom #rayman fanfic #rayman 1 #headcanons

[superbgalaxyperson]

This is My Oc and Eve's Sisters

These are Eve's Sisters,Jane,Olivia,Alexis/Alex

Jane

Age:12

Gender:Girl

She has superpowers like her sisters (but not Eve)

Hair Color:Brown

Eye color:Dark Pink

Olivia

Gender:Girl

Age:12

She has powers like her sisters (But Not Eve)

Hair Color: Blonde/Gold

Eye Color:Yellow/Gold

Alex/Alexis

Gender:Girl

Age:13

She has Superpowers like Jane and Olivia (But Not Eve)

Hair Color:Orange

Eye Color:Red

If there were in the fanfic " Rayman and The Livid Eclipse.",They Are Known To Find Their Sister and Help Rayman Save the Glade.

For: @murd3r-rabbids

#rayman fanfic #apocalypse au #my ocs