#I think I may just have to jump on board the denial au train

[martianbugsbunny]

Call me stupid but I've been Tylorca trash since that first episode they were in together

[pocket-luv101]

Hey there! I guess you know by now just how much I adore Gil and Ray and I was wondering if you had other headcanons with them (Wrath included as well). I keep a list with mine, maybe one day I will post them, but I love your writing and I would sure love to hear more about them, if that's alright. If you are planning to include them in a fic, then I will wait :) I miss them...

I actually have a bunch of mini-drabbles/popcorn-fanfics for GilRay (and other ships) but I never posted them because they’re pretty short and rough. You guys think I write and post a lot, you have no idea XD

Here are some headcanons I have:

They have a closet full of matching, crazy and silly clothes/accessories because Gil just loves them.

Gil has painted nails so I like to think he practices on Ray from time to time.

They were childhood friends when they were human.Only Tanaka Strike can take this headcanon away from me and even then she has to rip it out of me cold, dead hands

Ray used to be a reserved kid but Gil kept dragging him on a bunch of adventures to the point he learns to just go with the flow and be more confident in his abilities“If we could wrangle a bull with our bare hands at the age of ten, we can totally pull off a jailbreak! Hopefully.”-Ray

Gil was a tiny ball of rage and energy that could only be calmed by Ray. Still got into a bunch of trouble

Ray was totally a photographer or something else art related (based on his ability)

I don’t know why but I always picture Gil with a boat. His ability is water related.

Gil was drafted into the war and Ray followed him because “We’re a team!”/”We’re partners!” and become closer through all the hardships

Wrath saved them and made them subclasses so they’re very loyal and respect her

She earned their devotion and adoration because she’s motherly to them and never judged their relationship.Forbidden love in the past, anyone?

After they become subclasses and learn about their powers, they would train together and come up with a bunch of combination/team attacks.

Gil may have sharp teethes but he still has the most beautiful smile Ray has ever known.

Gil is totally a messy eater.Mostly because he likes how Ray would wipe his mouth for him. He likes the attention

Ray is the only one that can control Drunk!Gil and Wrath forbids Gil to drink without Ray present.

-not a headcanon but a cute scene I totally picture for them-SLOW DANCING IN THE KITCHEN AT MIDNIGHT (or by a lake/river/secret hideout)

On dates, they speak in Italian because it’s nostalgic of their time as human and it makes them feel like they’re in their own world.

Late nights watching corny, black and white, romance movies is their guilty pleasure.

Ray isn’t a flirt but he does have this charm to him that people are smitten with and Gil gets jealous.“Hey, that’s my Casanova! Get your own even though I’m pretty sure you’ll never find someone as good as him.”-Gil-cue amused Ray shaking his head-Jealous Gil fanfic that I need to finish

In my world, Ray never lost his arm and no one is allowed to bring it up.  ALL THESE PRECIOUS CHARACTERS ARE FINE!Let me stay in my denial

And one of the mini fanfics I have (this is a human AU that’s pretty rough)

Rayshuffled through the pictures on his camera as he crossed the bridge, trying todecide which one he should use for next week’s photo contest. While he likedmost of them, they were mundane photos of things he found in his neighbourhood.Venice was beautiful but he couldn’t afford to travel to its stunning localesto take pictures. Despite that limitation, Ray was determined to make a livingthrough his camera.

Hewas so focused on his camera that he didn’t notice the rowdy crowd walkingtowards him. The teenagers were playing with a soccer ball and didn’t noticehim either. One of them accidentally kicked the call at Ray and his camera wasknocked from his hands. Everyone watched in horror as the camera flew over therail and off the bridge. Ray barely heard the teenager’s apologies as he leanedover the bridge and look into the canal but he didn’t see where it fell.

“We’rereally sorry, sir.” The teenagers tried to apologize again and Ray sighed.

“It’salright. Just be more careful next time.” They were only kids and they had togood sense to be apologetic so he wasn’t angry at them. He was more concernedabout his camera and wondered what he should do. The camera was his entirelivelihood so he needed to find it. Even if the camera was destroyed, he couldrecover the data.

Withthat decided, he ran off the bridge and stood on the edge of the canal. He couldn’t see thebottom, least of all where the camera could’ve fallen. Ray only hoped that it hadn’tfloated downstream with the current. He rolled up his pants and started to jumpinto the canal when a shout stopped him. “Heeey, Partner, you can’t swim in thecanal.”

Raypaused. He knew that there was a fine for swimming in the canal but he couldn’tafford a new camera or to replace all of his photos in only a few days. Heignored the man and jumped into the water. After a few failed searches, Rayemerged from the water cursing. A gondola stopped in front of him and the manon board looked down at him. “Enjoying your swim?”

“I’m looking for my camera. I dropped it into the canal.” Ray corrected him.

“Youmean this thing?” He held up his camera and Ray quickly reached up to grab itfrom him. The man took his hand and pulled him onto the gondola before hecould. Then he placed the camera on the seat next to him. “My name’s Gil. Thatthing flew out of nowhere and hit me.”

“Sorry,it was an accident. My name’s Ray.” He said as he inspected his camera fordamage. He was relieved that it was intact and that he hadn’t lost any of hispictures. Gil looked over his shoulder to the photos on the tiny screen.

“Thoseare beautiful. You sure have a good eye. Is that the old orphanage?” Ray jumpeda little when he felt his breath brushed his ear. He hadn’t realized how close Gilwas until he spoke. Gil pulled away from him and sat next to him. “No wonderyou wanted to get this camera back so bad. Are you a famous photographer or something?”

“I’dlike to be one day.” He said as Gil returned to the stern of the boat and tookthem back to the dock. “I love taking pictures. I just wish I could photographmore things outside of this neighbourhood. But I need to save more money forthat.”

Gilappeared thoughtful as he stopped the gondola. He held Ray’s hand to help him outof the boat but he didn’t let go of his hand even after he was standing on thedock. “I lived in Venice all of my life and I know a bunch of places you cantake great pictures. I give gondola rides on weekends so just stop by wheneveryou’re free.”

“Idon’t really have the money for a bunch of sightseeing rides.” Ray slipped hishand from his but he didn’t leave immediately.

“You’repretty cool so how about you pay me with coffee and a good conversation?” Giloffered and Ray had to admit his offer was tempting.

“Okay,meet me here next Friday. How do you like your coffee?” He asked and Gil’s smilecouldn’t be brighter. Seeing it, Ray raised his camera and took a picture. He liked to take pictures of things he found beautiful after all.

I know you didn’t ask for this much and I probably went overboard but I just had to gush and couldn’t stop once I started xD

[its-lovelyhappycollection]

AU to @psychoseal’s bad things happen bingo; rejected appology, where gordon runs away when he thinks he is no longer loved by his family.

Gordon sighed to himself as he packed the last of his clothes into his school bag, ready to transfer it to the duffel bag he had hidden in his locker with the rest of his clothes along with some food and money that he had spent the past week secretly transferring them into a duffel bag, ready for when he was ready to escape.

Ever since he accidentally broke Virgil's leg, everyone he knew and loved stopped talking to him, acted like he was invisible and those that did see him only tormented him. he was tired of it, so he decided to run away. he had looked up bus timetables earlier in the week and found a bus that would take him to the train station where he would buy the first ticket out of here. the bus left at 1:15, which was perfect timing. He would go to his morning classes and then leave at lunchtime so that by the time anyone found out he was missing, he would be long gone. he wished there was an earlier time but he knew if he didn't show up to his morning classes, it would look too suspicious.

"Hey, brat! let's go already!" Virgil yelled and pounded on his door, Gordon sighed again and took one last look at his room, this was probably the last time he would ever see the room, he had already left a note on his computer for his family to find, after he wiped it clean first, knowing John's skills at hacking computers. Next to his bed was his phone, he decided to level it behind so his family couldn't tack him. He then walked out of his room to meet Virgil's furious face "about time too, I was about to leave you here so you would get detention again. Lord knows you deserve it!" Virgil spat at him before turning around with Gordon silently following.

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To Gordon, the morning felt even longer than usual, he kept glancing at the clock, waiting for the bell to ring at 1 for lunch, he then had approximately 10 minutes to grab his duffle bag, sneak out of school to the bus stop 2 minutes away and hop onto his ride to freedom.

"Mr Tracy!" his teacher; Mr Weston barked and Gordon jumped "is my lesson boring to you?" behind him, the class giggled

"no sir" Gordon replied, trying to sound interested

"then can you please answer the question on the board?" Mr Weston pointed at a complicated equation that Gordon had no idea how to answer, the numbers made no sense; was that a 14 or a 41?

"uhhh..."

"detention after school," Mr Weston said coldly

"yer sir," Gordon mumbled, trying to sound as deflated as possible, Mr. Weston only nodded before moving on, Gordon gave a quiet sigh of relief, he hadn't sounded any different than he did, when he received detention. he stole another glance at the clock and saw that one 1 minute had passed since his last look, he let his head bang against his desk with a quiet groan, this was going to be a looooooooong morning.

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After what seemed like forever, the bell for lunch finally rang, Gordon lept up from his seat and dashed out of the classroom with the rest of his classmates, as usual, he was pushed to the back of the crowd but for once Gordon didn't mind. It had been happening ever since Virgil broke his leg and Gordon needed the crowd to disperse in order to get away, when the final kid left with their lunch, Gordon walked up to his locker and glanced around, no teachers or students insight and the door was 5 meters away. He glanced at his watch and saw that he still had about 7 minutes before the bus left, he quickly stuffed his lunch into his duffel bag and grabbed it, before reaching to the shelf of his locker to grab a packet of hair dye and contact lens. He placed both items into the bag, before walking quickly to the exit. Luckily no teachers or students saw him leave and walked down to the bus stop where he hid, he waited impatiently for the bus, worried that a teacher or student or worse, his dad would see him. Then at long last, the bus pulled up at the stop and Gordon waited for passengers to climb off before climbing on himself. After paying for his ticket, he walked to the back of the bus and collapsed back into the seat, he glanced out the window as the bus pulled away from the school, soon he would be gone and Gordon Tracy would cease to exist, instead of Gordon Gunderman; an 18-year-old kid with autumn brown hair and forest gens eyes looking to join WASP.

He did his research and found out that you could join WASP training at 16, but you needed your parents signature and number, so he decided to forge a few documents in order to avoid those particular setbacks. He was grateful that he had his birthday a few weeks ago so he was technically eligible to join, he already had a fake birth certificate a fake passport, and a fake cover story.

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Gordon got off at the train station and brought himself a ticket that would take him straight to Marineville where the training base for WASP was located. A glance at his watch indicated that he still had a few hours until the train left, he sighed to himself as he thought about how Virgil reacted when he didn't meet him at his car at the end of the day, how his dad reacted when he got the call from his school informing him that wasn't in class after lunch. He found that he didn't care what they thought, that wasn't his life anymore. Shaking himself clear of his thoughts, he made his way to the bathroom to dye his hair before grabbing some dinner.

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The next day, Gordon found himself standing in a line with the other hopeful recruits, he could barely contain his excitement, he was finally going to join WASP! His lifelong dream (other than winning a gold medal at the Olympics) was hopefully going to come true! He still couldn't believe he had managed to get in, the officials had bought the fake documents and told him to arrive the next day at 5 am for training. He promised himself that he would work hard and make his own name here, gain new friends and start over.

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A few months later, Gordon found himself at the graduating ceremony, although the others were much older than him (way older), he had proven himself over the past few months and moving upwards to the highest class where he had quickly caught up. He had managed to make a few firm friends who stood up for him when some of the others wanted him out as he was much younger than the rest of them, his friends didn't care, he had proven himself against them and was ready to join WASP.

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A few months later, Gordon found himself on the podium receiving a gold medal for winning the 500m men's butterfly, 400m men's freestyle and the 100m tag-team relay race. Gordon couldn't be happier as he celebrated with his friends and teammates, he only half-wished that his family was there with him

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2 years after joining the official ranks of WASP, Gordon found himself relaxing in the lounge with the rest of his squad after returning from spending a year under the ocean to monitor fish farming habits.

"hey, guys! guys! you'll never guess what!" Theo Andrews; Gordon's best friend yelled from across the room where he was watching the news

"What!" Janice chambers; a person in Gordon's squad asked, annoyed

"you'll never guess who the head of international rescue is!"

"who?"

"Jeff Tracy!" Gordon felt his heart clench, he had avoided anything to do with the news, knowing that it would say something about International rescue where the rest of his family worked or something about him.

"no way!" May Lamburg yelled in denial

"it's true! And he's gone missing!"

"what?" Gordon yelled and ran over to the tv with the others following, Theo turned up the volume where the news reporter was showing footage of a rocket suddenly exploding in the air, the words 'Jeff Tracy, International rescue, avalanche, wife, sons, technology,' echoed in Gordon's head. his dad was dead?! granted he hadn't spoken to him in over a year, and he resented him for not hearing his side of the story with Virgi's leg, but that didn't mean he wanted him dead!

"who would have thought?" May said, breaking Gordon's thoughts

"yeah, too bad" Theo added, not taking his eyes off the report

"we now turn to Jeff's oldest son; Scott and the head of the GDF; col. Casey for more information"

The screen changed to an airfield where Scott stood in his IR uniform with Thunderbird 1 behind him, he looked much older than Gordon remembered, next to him was col. Casey clad in her GDF uniform, but to Gordon, she was more of an aunt to him than a commander.

"so, Scott, col. Can you tell us about what happened?" the reporter asked

"my father went on a mission to stop an out of control rocket, but something went wrong," Scott said, using what Gordon had dubbed his 'commander voice'

"and how long as Jeff been commander of International Rescue?"

"since the very beginning"

"Col. Casey, what can you tell us about International Rescue?"

"Jeff Tracy has been a long time friend of mine, when he proposed the idea of a rescue business that helped anyone, anywhere, I immediately backed him up and helped him with the details and getting governments approval."

"what can you tell us about..." the rest of the report fell deaf to Gordon as he felt his knees shake, his father was dead!

"...don? Hey! Gordon!" Gordon snapped himself to attention when he heard Theo's voice, he found himself surrounded by concerned teammates "what's the matter?"

"nothing. Just stunned" Gordon answered weakly and the rest of them seemed to buy it, equally as stunned.

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Later that night, Gordon lay awake in his bunk, hearing Theo's snores coming from below him, he took out the picture he had hidden under his pillow and looked at it sadly. It was the last picture with all 7 Tracy's together before their mother had died. Gordon sighed sadly, his father couldn't be gone. He just couldn't, he put the picture back under his pillow and tried to go to sleep.

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8 years passed and Gordon didn't call his family once, he did think about it, but worried about how they'd react. Happy? Angry? Would they even talk to him or just hang up? Several times he found himself debating over it but decided not to. Instead, he read any news item that covered International rescue, he smiled whenever he saw a successful rescue (they didn't do too many water rescues, not that there were many in the first place), he frowned whenever International rescue was blamed for 'not doing their job' or 'not getting there fast enough' or his brothers got injured, he knew that that was the risk of rescuing people. You couldn't save everyone, but that doesn't stop you from trying. That was one of the first things he had learned in the military, he also knew that rescues often required some not-so-legal ways in order for the rescue to be completed. He also knew that every rescue was dangerous and you would never come away from a rescue unscathed. He beamed when he read that the Hood was arrested, but scowled when he read about the Mechanic and Chaos crew, people who worked for the Hood and made the work that his brothers' did even more dangerous.

the only time he did see them was when they rescued some of his friends after a new hydrofoil testing went wrong, no-one was sure what happened, all they knew was that one moment it was fine, then it suddenly went up in flames. They played it off as a mechanical malfunction to the media but WASP had their suspicions. Sabotage. It had to be. Gordon decided to take charge of finding the culprit as Theo was one of the victims who didn't make it, plus he was meant to be on the team testing the boat, but got dropped out at the last minute due to an injury during a training session.

That had been 3 years ago and they were still no closer to finding the culprit, they were currently in the lounge doing research when Alice spencer; the newest person in Gordon's squad yelled from where she was watching TV.

"hey, guys! International Rescue has found Jeff Tracy!"

"what?"

"how?"

"I thought he was dead!" Gordon quickly joined the crowd of interested WASP mates as they listened to the news reporter who said that the rocket that Jeff Tracy was on 5 years ago hadn't exploded, but had instead launched him into deep space where he had managed to send a message through the CLYPSIO's robot Brayman. Thanks to that message International Rescue went on a daring mission to rescue their father and arrest the criminal who was behind it all. The Hood. Gordon recalled hearing the name several times during the past 3 years and how the GDF put him on the most wanted list and told every military organisation to arrest the Hood if they ever saw him.

"...along with attempted murder of Jeff Tracy, the Hood is also guilty for illegal mining, hacking into GDF software, theft, breaking and entering, controlling an innocent man and the cause of the hydrofoil that took 8 WASP officers lives"

"wait...he was responsible for the hydrofoil crash!?" everyone exploded in a rage of fury, anger and sadness, Gordon found himself staring at the screen as he watched the Hood be taken away and felt a sense of happiness as he watched the reunion between his family.

Suddenly General's voice echoed throughout the base, ordering everyone to the main control room, everyone scrambled out of the room to their stations, Gordon paused by the door and took one last glance at the TV where his family was still standing happily together "good luck you guys" he whispered before running out the door.