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[juliakremer]

Studio in Phoenix Typical mid-sized modern freestanding desk in a white-walled, concrete-floored home studio.

[little-lassie]

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[jasperandhenryslovechild]

dude i gen can't stop thinking about how shit everything went for ray throughout henry danger / danger force because JESUS CHRIST IS THAT MAN A WRECK. i love it so much it makes him such a good character but GOD....

like. he's always been a narcissistic, irresponsible, self absorbed man child and he has blatantly ADMITTED IT by the end of hd. but at first? at first it wasn't as bad. like we see in episodes like the indestructible henry 2 parter that ray did have some sense of that this was too dangerous for henry (ie: "youre just a kid! what right do I have to take you around with me and put you in all kinds of dangerous situations?"). we see him be genuinely concerned for his safety and well-being but, at the same time, episodes like tears of a jolly beetle (where ray sends henry to fight crime alone for days after being hired less than like what, 2 weeks ago? maybe a month??) show his negligence and lack of awareness about how this could be affecting henry

as henry grows older and matures more, so do the class of crimes he has to get through— as would be expected, but at the same time, that fact is putting more stress on him and therefore he can't really pursue an education because of being constantly at the man cave right? and ray doesn't see it at all. he doesn't notice a decrease in school stories from henry, etc, because he himself never had to worry about school. he didn't even go and he turned out fine, why wouldn't henry? and as henry grows and matures, ray feels less responsible to take the upper hand and protect the kid because he can protect himself— his responsibility for him dwindles and he finds himself "putting henry through all kinds of dangerous (and irresponsible/lwk stupid) situations" anyway (ex s4 ep 2 henry's birthday, when ray mentions he took like a week off to go ride every rollercoaster in texas but did not let henry take his birthday off, or s5 ep 33 rumblr when ray falls into a sort of depressive episode over not having any new criminals to fight and letting henry & team danger take on the responsibility of pulling him out of it). almost constantly throughout both shows, the kids take care of him rather him take care of them.

and sure, it's genuinely all because of his upbringing. like s1 ep 17, caved in, shows us how neglected ray was as a child. he had a lack of knowledge in things kids did because he never got to be a kid himself due to his forced crime fighting career. he's too into his head to realize that's genuinely the exact same thing he's doing to henry— at a young, fundamental age in his life, he too is pulling a kid out of basic education and fun teen stuff to get him to instead fight crime for him. because of this, he loses the chance at a life beyond it. what seperates him and ray in a way that i don't think ray would ever truly grasp is that, unlike him, henry actually cares about what he's lost. he knows its weight and wants it back. ray never has. ray has never seen a reason to change the way he is because he refuses to pick up any answer dropped in front of him.

when henry ends up quitting (and everyone goes with him) ray loses a support system. he's too fucking fragile to have adult friends beyond schwoz for whatever reason, so the one place he had for people to actually care about him or listen to him was team danger. and now, that duty's passed onto danger force because they're the ones who are gonna have to stick with him now.

and then, at the end of danger force, ray hits his midlife crisis a bit early, marries his ex sidekicks wife that he met like 9 episodes ago, buys a boat, retires, and never comes back. like. WHAT?? without even giving df any proper warning before like what, the 2nd to last episode? are they even trained to handle all this on their own? will they be fine? and like, did you think about anybody outside of yourself before making this choice.

NO!

no, because that's the entire point of him as a character— he is aware, but he is still in denial. he still refuses to change because everything has worked out just fine for him thus far. he's never had a normal life— he's never owned his own house, he's never had a normal job, he's never had anything outside of what his father and the government have molded up for him so he believes that is all he is and can be. retiring is a realization that he can finally sever those ropes and become something like normal, but not quite. retiring is ray manchester's form of closure from all the things his capitan man alter ego have kept him from in the past.

ray, inherently, is not a good or bad character. he does good things, but he is irresponsible with how he goes about it. he cares about people, but above that cares about himself. i think that makes for SUCH a GOOD FUCKING CHARACTER. he is supposed to be this hero character archetype— loving, kind, strong— and while he is all those things, he's also got fundamental flaws that he cannot see or change that set him apart from that. he wrecked the lives of his sidekicks because he didn't have a concept of what should and shouldn't take priority when it came down to training them. when he had to take responsibility for how they turned out because of it, either they fled or he did. he always ran or found a way out of having to think about the affects of his actions— and that's probably most likely kept him up at night.

like jesus christ his character evolution is less of an evolution and more of a devolution/j

but that's what i LOVE about him. ray is not normal and never will be! #! #!

thank you for coming to that unexpectedly long rant i only expected to write like 2 paragraphs and then i just kept going

[reyturnofbensolo]

“There are no bricks or screws in Star Wars!”

This could be the one thing that makes THAT GUY stop liking the show!🤣

[fangforthememories]

[habatour20]

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[indiatrendzs]

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[circuses-and-childhoodtrauma]

Teen Dad Drex?

With the new developments with Drex, I decided to go back in my notes and find an old timeline that I had of his age and how it corresponds with the story and I added in the details of Lil Dynamite as well so that we may see how his birth lines up with Drex’s age. It takes quite some work but I hope it’s insightful and that I explain every decision I made properly. If there’s anything anyone else would like to add lmk! Also warning this is a p long post

So I believe the easiest place to start is Drex’s debut in season 3 episode 6 of Henry Danger. This episode featured a 15 year old Henry and a 35 year old Ray. In this episode, Ray reveals that he had a sidekick (presumably his first) 9 years prior. Now, our next few pieces of intel must be inferred from things we know about the show. By looking at the ages of all Ray’s featured sidekicks, it is inferred that Drex would also be a teenager at the time of working with Ray. When asked about Drex, Ray says that they only worked together for some months. Though he does not specify, he adds that they never fought crime together. 

–Now, my personal headcanon is that they were together for maybe 6ish months and that time was spent training (I believe it was so much training and so little trust that contributed to Drex turning on Ray) (I also believe that the reason Drex never got a hero name is because he never fought crime and therefore was never debuted as a sidekick, [like the Danger Force kids in S1E2 of Danger Force, Say My Name], as far as I’m aware it is never even known to the public that Captain Man had a sidekick before Kid Danger)– 

Another thing we know about Drex is that his time as a sidekick ended in a huge battle between him and Captain Man, one that, according to Ray, would have resulted in his death had he not been indestructible. So for the sake of that accuracy, I will put Drex on the older teenage side, farther into puberty and more grown into his physique. As such, my belief is that Drex joined Ray in at late 16, turned 17 during their partnership, and was 17 when they fought. This is also a contributor to his story, as it is more likely for Drex to be tried as an adult in court, making it more reasonable for him to be sentenced life in prison (although I’m sure Swellview would not hesitate to incarcerate him no matter the age given their weird laws). 

Assuming Drex was 17 at the moment of incarceration, 9 years passing would make him 26 in Hour of Power, 28 in the Henry Danger finale, and 31 in season 3 of Danger force. (Each season seems to pass a year-ish, although season 5 of Henry Danger is an outlier given how many episodes it has, I will still count it as a year to save the headache.)

With Drex’s age out of the way, we can turn to the newest variable of our timeline: Buddy Fudgers, aka Li’l Dynomite. As far as I am aware there is no canon age for Li’l Dynomite mentioned anywhere in the show, however there is a point of interest that we can use. In the 2022 crossover between Danger Force and a number of other shows, Li’l Dynomite’s true identity is implied to be a character of the same actor named Fisher. This is later disproven, but the implication gives us the assumption that these characters are the same age. I chose to use this information rather than the actor’s age to fit in the story better (Danger Force characters are also younger than their actors). Fisher is 14 in the 2022 finale of Side Hustle, so we can assume that Li’l Dynomite would be the same age, making him 15 as of season 3. 

Doing the math, Drex was ~16 years old when Li’l Dynomite is born, meaning he was 15/16 when Li’l Dynomite is conceived. This could happen during or around the time of his partnership with Ray, and it is safe to assume so far that he did not know about this child at least until after he was sent to prison. 

I have included a visual timeline if this was too hard to follow, along with some other character’s ages that coincide. Feel free to use this information as you please, just try not to discredit the work and research it took to work it all out on paper 😭

If you got this far, here is a sketch I did of sidekick Drex as a treat!

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[aitan]

Verità

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- Ci credo, dunque è proprio così.

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[onehundredflamingos]

@jegulus-microfic

10 / pottery / 1186 words / NSFW

“You,” James said, panting into Regulus’ mouth, “looked so fucking good up there on stage.” He pushed at Regulus’ shoulders, attempting to peel the suit jacket off his body.

“You’ve seen me get awards tons of times,” Regulus argued, pulling his shoulders back, letting his jacket fall to the ground. The buttons down the front of Regulus’ dress shirt were an absolute offense; James pressed the first two buttons through their holes, kissing Regulus’ collarbone, his sternum.

“Doesn’t matter,” James replied, moving to the third button. He’s not sure if he’ll manage keeping the final buttons attached. “You’re so goddamn sexy in this suit.”

Regulus ran his hands down his thighs, as if to remind himself which suit he was wearing. “I wore the green for you, you know?”

“I know, baby,” James assured, “but now it’s time to take it off. I want to fuck you on every surface of this hotel room.” The room was expansive, only the best photographers in the nation offered a stay in them for the weekend following the award ceremony, and Regulus was the best. The award situated beside him was proof enough of that.

“Take me,” Regulus pointed to a beautiful wooden credenza, intricate engravings along the front, countless pieces of pottery situated atop it, “there.”

James didn’t need to be told twice.

He ripped open the bottom half of Regulus’ shirt, small brown buttons popping off and flying haphazardly around the room, before swiftly undoing his belt and his trousers.

James unbuttoned his own pants as he made his way over to the credenza, pulling his cock out and stroking it. He placed his opposite hand onto the top of the furniture, swiping the bowls and vases and figures to the ground, leaving nothing but a pile of dust and clay shards on the floor.

“Get over here,” James demanded, gesturing to the cleared piece of furniture, mouth watering at the sight of Regulus fully bared to him and walking slowly. He was beautiful even out of the suit, a sly smile on his face as if it weren’t seconds from being held down, cheek pressed against the empty space where the pottery just sat. “Turn around for me, baby.”

Regulus did as he was told, turning to face away from James, hands pressed firmly against the credenza. “I don’t know how I managed to keep myself from jumping up on stage tonight,” James taunted, fingers trailing a path down Regulus’ spine. Goosebumps flared along his skin, and James was heady from the power of it; he was the only one that could get such a response from this man. “I wanted to jump up there and show you just how proud I was the second you won that award, Regulus.”

Regulus shifted his feet apart, leaning his body forward and baring his ass for James. “Show me now,” he said, tone both sultry and commanding. Just as James knew how to make him heel, Regulus knew the same for him.

“Anything for the best photographer in the nation,” James teased, getting down on his knees behind Regulus, pants still slung low on his hips, cock barely peeking out above the zipper. James reached forward, placing one hand one either of Regulus’ ass cheeks, spreading him wide as James pressed his mouth directly to Regulus’ center. He jutted his tongue out, flicking it up and down the seam before making it into a point and pushing it inside Regulus.

Regulus let out a moan, slow and loud, and bent over further, his face and chest pressed firmly against the wood. James softened his tongue, flicking it against the puckered, pink skin there, letting his saliva sit thick against it.

“God, your skin tastes so good, Regulus,” James said, as he peppered kisses along the backs of his thighs, up Regulus’ spine where his fingers had been moments before.

“Don’t stop, James,” Regulus said, breathing hard. His eyes were pinched shut, face contorting in that way it does when something feels almost too good.

“Do you want to feel what I’ve been dying to give you since the second you got up on stage to accept that award?” James asked, lining the head of his cock up against Regulus’ spit-slicked hole. “Want me to give you exactly what I wanted to bend you over that podium and give you the second you thanked me in your acceptance speech?”

James had sat in the front row and watched as a slideshow of Regulus’ best photographs flashed across a projection screen, watching as he was awarded best photographer, watched as Regulus thanked everyone for the opportunity, thanked his husband for his unmatched, unwavering support, and James had wanted to take him right there.

Just bend him over the podium and fuck him right there, the beautiful, talented man.

“Please, James,” Regulus begged, pushing his ass backward, lining himself up with James perfectly. James pressed himself in slowly, easing just the crown of his cock inside before pausing, the low moans escaping Regulus being his only guide.

James sucked two fingers into his mouth, pulling them out only once they were good and wet, rubbing them at the place where he and Regulus met.

“I am so fucking proud of you, Regulus,” James said, the reverence of his tone at odds with the rough press of his fingers into Regulus hips as he grabbed onto him for leverage. “Do you know that?” The question was almost rhetorical, asked alongside one hard thrust, the action slamming James in to the hilt.

“Yes, James,” Regulus said—maybe in response to the question, maybe just in pleasure. “Yes yes yes!”

“Good, baby,” James breathed, beginning to lose his own composure. Regulus felt so good—his skin beneath James’ fingers, his ass around James’ cock. “Do you think you deserve to come? Or was the award enough praise for you?”

“I think,” Regulus tried, voice shaky as his entire body trembled. “I think if you’re proud of me—,” another thrust, another moan— “you should make me come.” Regulus moaned then, from deep in his belly, and James knew he was close—knew he wouldn’t make it much longer either, no matter how Regulus answered his question.

James reached around Regulus’ leg, finally grabbing ahold of his cock, squeezing it in his fist as he rubbed soft circles against the head with his thumb. James began to pick up speed with his hips, matching in time with his hand, willing them both to meet their climax together.

“Come for me, Regulus,” James pleaded. “Make me proud again, come for me.” James continued his relentless pace, watching as Regulus upper body slid back and forth along the credenza, mussed curls flying up and down with the movement.

“Ah, James!” Regulus cried out, come coating James’ fingers. James thrust once, twice more before following Regulus over the edge, his orgasm crashing over him, leaving him breathless.

“Should we try the desk next?” Regulus asked, breathing hard.

James let out a shaky laugh before collapsing onto Regulus’ back. They had the entire night to get around to every surface in the hotel.