#inators fic

[chio-chan2artbox]

“I do”

Cover for the AMAZING fic “Forever and a Day” by @inators

[baffokitty]

Ok so like a while back there was a writing prompt post about a kid summoning Lillith, and like someone wrote about the kid asking her to be his mom because his parents were abusive. So hear me out...

Little Charles, maybe like eight years old, summons Lillith. She can't adopt him or take him away because he is a human child, but she wishes she could and blesses him. The blessing does nothing to stop what happens to him, none of that was in her control, and eventually the memories of her fade from his mind, like a dream he had once. Then he meets Edwin, and he dies, and they open the agency, and at some point they face their first witch and in the battle the witch casts what would be a fatal spell at him and it does...nothing. Charles brushes it off, saying it must not have hit him, but Edwin doesn't buy it and goes down a research rabbit hole but can't find any answers. This continues every time they encounter a witch.

Fast forward to the events of Port Townsend, Ester orbnaps Edwin post hell, but can't orb Charles. He chases after anyway, still splitting the party because he can't be away from Edwin, and still gets captured and chained up. The rescue happens and Crystal summons Lillith, Charles uses himself as a sheild for the girls (saving them both) and when Lillith gets there Charles' neck is still smoldering from the iron and magic still lingers near him, Lillith sees red as she drags her away, saying something about hurting her son. Cue memories coming back to Charles and a very confused scooby gang.

Because see, she couldn't claim him before, he was a living human boy after all, but now that she knows he is dead and thus a supernatural being, she sees him as a son, one she protected in the only way she could by blessing him so that no witch could harm him. And Ester just hurt and tried to kill him and his friends.

Should I write a fic?

[banbrotsu]

Gege what about ghosts. Tell me about ghosts gege

[mithrilhearts]

Which fic would you most like to write a sequel to? // HI RAZZY <3

HELLO THERE!! This is such a wild question because of have many answers, let's GOOOOOO.

32. Which fic would you most like to write a sequel to?

First thing's first, I love the idea of sequels, so a fair amount of my fics have potential for them, but the only ones actively rotating in my brain are...

2 sequels for Between Vices & Virtues

A sequel for (Take Me Back To) The Night We Met

A sequel for As The Tide Turns

There are a few others I've considered, and some future fics that may get second installments, but we will see!! Tysm for the ask!!

yet another fanfic writer ask game!

[ladytauria]

"https://archiveofourown.org/works/50396188/chapters/127328011"

fic rec for tim doing it over again (sort of)! i saw your reblog earlier and i thought you might like this one

thank you so much!!!

i adore this one <333 i read it the other day & i just!! it’s so good. i love everyone getting to meet smol tim & seeing (/remembering) what he was like then, & how different he is from his future self

and then tim!!! i am ngl the entire scene with his parents was just. agdjdklwbdkrnd so good. i loved seeing that take on the drakes, tbh. (not that i don’t devour fic where they’re, yknow, awful)

anyway!! i could keep gushing but yes ur right that fic is right up my alley <3

a rec back for you, in a similar vein!

To Make A Better World — KGraces (Series, 10k, Incomplete but the works can standalone) Jason Todd gets stuck in an alternate universe. After so many mistakes and bridges burned back in his own world, he decides to help this version of his family however he can.

Alternatively: Jason adopts a gaggle of siblings and gives them the love and support they deserve.

oh, and the other fic for anyone else reading lol:

right time, wrong place — Valkirin. (T, Gen, 38k) Twelve-year-old Tim Drake has homework to finish and dinner waiting at home. He even has an invitation to spend time with Bruce before patrol the next day reviewing toxins and antidotes. It doesn't matter that Bruce prefers to keep things all-business and down in the Batcave. Having Robin again is helping, Tim can already see that, and it's always a relief to know when he's invited back.

Sixteen-year-old Tim Drake decides that he'd rather keep his distance from the tempting research project Bruce has across two work tables. It's archaeology and time travel all at once, even more interesting than usual after Bruce's long trip through time, but Bruce probably won't crack that in one night. Getting involved in the project will eliminate Tim's chance to escape to his apartment for a quiet evening rather instead of struggling through an awkward dinner with Jason and Damian and Bruce.

When the Tims suddenly switch times and places, twelve-year-old Tim has an invitation to dinner and sixteen-year-old Tim knows just what kind of ripples someone can leave from the past.

[agentlizardofowca]

23 & 34!

23. Where do you usually write? I do a lot of prep-work in my head. I'll be at work spending the whole day thinking about a scene I want to write. (I love when this happens) But actually sitting down and writing happens in 3 places: my kitchen table, the couch, and my bed.

34. What title do you want to use? I usually write a fic first, and think of a title after. Almost all my fics have dumb working titles. Only The Doofenshmirtz Heirloom Theft had a title from the beginning. However, a title I've wanted to use for a long time is One of a Mind. Since PnF episodes tend to have punny episode names I would love to also have puns as titles for my fics. It doesn't always work out

[theidioticspirit]

the urge to write self indulgent fics r back again... tell them to shoo

[bon2bonn]

May I request a Charles and/or Max soulmate au imagine/fic based on the song “IDK You Yet” by Alexander 23? Like it starts out angsty then fluffy at the end? Pretty plz 🫶

IDK You Yet

I love this song ❤️

Charles leclerc X female!reader X Max Verstappen

Words count : 4.9k

Music bounced around the crowded club , people danced around to the loud beats in a joyous haze , most are drunk off their minds and the rest are getting there . lights flashing on the dance floor which is full to the brim , everyone danced and celebrated to their hearts content, all but Charles and Max, both tucked away in a booth by the corner trying to block away the world around them .

The night started off on a good note, or at least it felt like that for Daniel who managed to convince them to go out 'he basically dragged them out' , as everyone was ready to kick them out of their own home at this point , not for the lack of trying but both of them made it impossible to deal with, untill Danny stepped in , or more like accurately barged in to snap them out of the depressing hole they dug themselves into . the first round of drinks helped a bit but as the night went on the tight feeling on their chests kept them alert , and it progressively got worse to the point they had to sit back to calm their racing hearts down .

They couldn't help how they felt , or when they felt it , that's how their soul bond works , it's an inate component of their souls, they can feel the other's emotions and their share their moods to some extent, like a two way road (in Charles and Max's case it's three) with no stop signs or filters to tone it down , specially when the emotions are strong enough every end will get their share of theses emotions and the closer they are the stronger it hits .

Everyone have them , but it varies from one bond to the other , in some rare cases they could be up to more than six sharing the same bond . And in other cases , although it's very rare some face the unfortunate fate of not having any bond due to losing the said soulmate/s before developing the connection or , being born without a soul bond to begin with.

every bond is almost the same in it's essence , the pull that alert the other of their soulmate is almost permanent, increasing with how close they are like a steady humming in the heart and mind , until it finally turn into contentment the moment they finally find eachother and fulfil the bond , and that nagging feeling kept the two on the edge of their seats the whole weekend, both feeling drained and anxious and mostly irritated by not being able to do anything about it .

They knew their bond wasn't complete, the marks that they share , indicating a third part of their whole , another person that they're yet to find , yet to know , a missing piece that it's place is filled with that empty void that their bond been missing since they met , but at least they had eachother to confined in .

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She sat at one of the tables with her friends who were busy chatting and catching up , having her appetite ruined before they even got there made her pick at her plate trying to ignore the nagging words that 'Leia' one of her 'friends' who kept subtly and obviously throwing at her whenever she get the chance to gush about her newfound soulmate ,and the fact that 'Y/N' didn't find hers yet made her feel over the moon to find her soulmate first and made Sure to rub it on everyone else's face just cause she thought she can " my soulmate this ..... " And " my soulmate that .......".

And while everyone was fed up with her shitty attitude and stuck up words they chose to ignore her , fearing to be targeted instead , so they let their friend 'bonnie' who won't hesitate to shut her down whenever she got brave enough to pick on 'Y/N' , again , reminding her in a cold tone " keep talking Shit Leia , you know how that's gonna end for you " and that would humble her back into her place with her mouth shut and fists clenched .

The others tried to lighten up the mood gushing about the trip , the food and the places they went , all seven friends agreed on a relaxing 4 days , no work , no disturbance just them having the time of their lives , ending their getaway with a quite , relaxing and very lavish dinner in Monte Carlo as a little treat before they say goodbye and head their way back home , But obviously 'leia' wasn't done , she was far from done , taking the opportunity of bonnie excusing herself from the table taking a phone call from her soulmate/soon to be husband who was also happened to be in Monaco , both agreed that they needed the break before they lose their minds over flowers arrangements and venues reservation, and to stay for a couple of weeks before jumping back to the preparations.

She encouraged him to go out and have some fun with his friends, but now he's stuck with two miserable soulmates , and a drunk lando who kept asking the DJ for drinks thinking he was the bartender , and a slightly tipsy Carlos who's somewhere on the dance floor having the time of his life , leaving him the only sober , sane , and pretty much done for the Night .

Now usually 'leia' won't risk running her mouth, but tonight she didn't hesitate , finding courage before turning arrogantly with a smug smile on her face as she pinned her sight on her target as she addressed the rest of the table with an overly sweet tone " so! , how's life been with your soulmates guys?" Giving yn a pointed look before she gasped innocently feigning guilt" oh , I'm so sorry babe! I didn't mean any offence!, with your situation and all " giving her a pitiful look while waving her hand dismissively, which caused the others to look away uncomfortably before they try to dismiss the awkward pause , Madison spoke first " life been quite busy so it's almost the same with that and you know......" But Y/N cuts her off while looking at Leia " Leianne, can I know why you're so keen on spoiling every outing ? " Leia had the audacity to raise an eyebrow, challenging her to say more but deep down she was shocked with the sudden confidence " honey, I don't know what you're saying but if anyone is spoiling our outings the whole time, is you , and might I add your depressive aura " looking around the table as everyone else looked down at the jab , but she didn't stop there as she harshly called out " it's not anyone's fault but yours that you're too fucking up to not have a soulmate, so why do we have to walk on eggshells around you to not spoil our day ? " Everyone was now looking at Leia like she finally lost her mind , the people sitting around were giving her judging looks and even some of the staff serving around stopped and stare .

Yn wasn't fazed as she asked " you had the same situation untill weeks ago , yet I don't see any of us treating you any less than proper human should ,but you don't seem to find any problem in treating me specifically like shit , and I'm honestly tired of your backhanded remarks and petty comments about everything and anything I do " , Leia rolled her eyes and leaned back into her chair " well if you're such a crybaby who can't take a joke , and count on others to defend you all the time , you could just leave, no one is dying for you to stay anyway , they all feel the same way but are just too nice to tell you the truth , even your little bonbon is over your sabby act " , a laugh came from behind making her swallow her tongue in regret , everyone else looked behind Leia where bonnie stood with her hands on her hips and face in a unreadable expression , an older gentleman stood behind her with his hands clapped behind his back and a deep frown upon his face , and moments later a couple of security stood behind him .

Bonnie kept her stance and tilted her head aside grinning wide with a menacing look in her eyes " her little bonbon is tired of what exactly ? " Leia stammered and looked around in desperation for anyone to stand on her side but none of them did , making bonnie do the same and look at their friends who avoided her eyes in shame before turning back to Leia " oh so now you're talking on my behalf, it always amaze me how low you could get with your pity but this is whole new low even for you " then pointed at the rest of the table " if I'm being honest they're not any better than you , being a bully and not standing up to one when you can are almost the same , I really wished I could say I expected better than this from you guys but I know I couldn't with you stuck up so far up her bullying ass " she then turned to her best friend and smiled gently " ready to head out Hun ?" Making the other grin back and took her bag and coat and stood up " more than I'll ever be " looking around the table one last time " this will be the last time I'm talking to or contacting any of you , I really hoped this trip would be different, but I guess not everything can be mended, have a lovely evening and I wish you all safe journey back home " bonnie did the same and slung her jacket over her shoulder and picked up one of the wine glasses " same here , and consider yourselves uninvited to my wedding and everything else, Cheers, bitches! " Raising the glass up before gulping all of it in one go , then turned to the standing man and gave him an apologetic smile after shaking his hand " I must apologize for such behaviour Nicola " he shook his head and turned to her friend bowing his head in apology " it's us who should be apologizing for not stepping in faster to stop such act in our facility , we do not tolerate such behaviour nor language towards any of our clients, and I will personally see to this , I apologize once again Miss L/N , and would hope to see you in our humble facility once again " she gave him a gentle smile in return, taking his hand in hers and assured him " don't worry Nicola, I'll always come back no matter what, and no need to apologize for anything, it was about time to deal with this matter and I'm the one who should be apologizing for things going a bit out of hand , please send our greetings to Ella , it's been a long time since we last saw her and we'll try to stop by soon " he squeezed her hand in appreciation and nods at them , stepping aside to let them head their way , telling bonnie with a smile " and tell that husband of yours he owes me a rematch " she laughed at the fiery look in his eyes " I'm sure he'll show up any day now , and let me remind you he did beat you twice last time to no wins " , he rolled his eyes in dismissal " ah , that's what he keeps saying , I'll make him pay next time don't worry, this old man still got some skills and luck in him " both girls giggled at his claim , waving at him then linked their arms and made their way out with wide grins upon their faces , as much as it hurts to let people go, they felt relieved with such heavy burden off their chests.

Nicola's smile dropped when he turned back to the remaining seated girls on the table, starting with Leia who refused to let their words break her act , and called out for her and everyone around to hear " Miss , I'll have to ask you to leave this facility at once , along with your friends, please" gesturing for them to head out politely, but Leia didn't seem to like his tone or being the one in the wrong, so she asked while feigning innocence after glaring at her friends marking them sit back down after collecting their belongings and asked " we're not going anywhere, for we did nothing to deserve that , so may I ask why you asking me this ? " He gave a thoughtful humm aware of such behaviour, having dealt with tons of the same specimen and was capable of detecting such attitude and how to deal with it .

He took a seat on the other side across from her and crossed one leg over the other and talked calmly " in this establishment we do not tolerate such behaviour towards any of our clients , specially not regarding their private lives or being treated in such way as you did earlier, and upon the concerns of my attending staff , along with our dear guests tonight I see fit that you and your friends here must be removed with a request of not coming back here or to any of of our other establishments with a notice to be prohibited, so once again I'm asking you to please leave " , she felt her face heat up for being called out so publicly and be humiliated for Y/N's sake out of everything, and called with a raised voice full of anger " where is your manager!? , I need to speak to a supervisor who can put a stop to this shit show ! You can't just kick me out because of her ! , she's nothing but a whining bitch who can't live with no attention around her! " He smiled at her outburst and pointed his hand towards his chest making her look in confusion , but it turned into more embarrassment when he answered " I am the manager, and owner of this place and every other establishment you'll be banned from in the future, and after such foul words I'm only giving you exactly three minutes to make your way out or these gentlemen right here will help you out " the three guards stepped up and uncrossed their arms , ready to step in when ordered, the other girls apologized quietly and hurried out with not even a glance her way , leaving her gaping like a fish out of water felling ashamed and beyond humiliated for being left out alone , he called out again " let this be you wake up call to look back at all your past actions , you may feel empowered when looking down on others , but eventually that'll lead you to a deadened , and sooner than later you'll find yourself alone with no one to turn to , you've just lost two incredible friends, if not more if I could say so about the others , but you're still young, make today be a lesson for your future " he then stood , adjusted his suit and left her sobbing whilst trying to collect herself and belongings to leave , walking out with her head down as everyone looked at her with glares and judging eyes , whispering as she passed them and quickly moved to the exit .

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The two girls made their way down the busy streets passing by restaurants ,bars, and nightclubs along the way , stopping to get some food after their dinner plans went down the drain and ate as they kept walking around aimlessly, but that walk was cut short when Bonnie's phone started blaring out , she huffed trying to get it out of her bag and almost drop it while doing so with her hands trying to balance her burger in one and a large milkshake in the other , so her friend took it upon herself to get it out for her and balance it on her ear as she spoke after taking a big sip from her shake " Danny, my love , babe , someone better be dying for you to cut off my date with the most delicious meal I've ever had ! " Making her best friend giggle and make a disgusted face when he shouted down the phone " I thought I was the most delicious meal you've ever had!? " She shrugged and made a " meh! " sound making him gasp in betrayal " that's been a lie !? , what else you've been lying to me about !? , you know what ! I want a divorce! " She rolled her eyes " you have to marry me first to ask for a divorce dump ass, and FYI , I'll be taking more than half of your money and runaway and marry my true love N/N " said girl greeted " hi Dan! " He greeted back with a smile in his voice " N/N ! Hi ! My worthy rival ! I missed you ! " , " I missed you too Dan, how's your Vacation going? " He groaned and answered miserably " I should've gone with you guys instead , spa days and shopping sounds great, instead I'm stuck with these losers and they're ruining my fun and I'm about to ditch their drunk asses , so can you two please, pretty please, with a cherry on top help me get them home ? " Bonnie scoffed at the phone and took another loud sip and asked " what in it for us ? " He sighed and tried to gain their sympathy " you're taking advantage of this poor tired and miserable guy ? , even in this time of need ....... " , Both girls cuts him off " yes " , he winced dramatically " so cruel " to which Y/N asked " he's insulting us ? " Bonnie nods " seems so " making his add quickly " me!? , I wouldn't dare ! , but please help me before I lose what I have left of my sanity! " Shouting at someone in the back " Lando ! Get your ass back here you little shit! " Then plead again at the phone " please" .

The girls took pity on him and agreed to help but not before making sure he knew he'll compensate them for cutting their night out short .

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About 8 minutes later they found their way to club parking lot , and two minutes later Daniel appeared with a passed out lando on his back and Carlos leaning against him to avoid running through a wall , again . He gave a relieved sigh at the sight of them waiting outside , greeting them warmly after dumping Lando on the back of his car and helping Carlos to the passenger door, snapping his head back at the entrance where he left the other two waiting in a drunken mess , mumbling about their missing part and other things he couldn't catch on as he dragged them out " come on you two, Bonnie and N/N are waiting out , you don't want her to come get you herself do you now ? " Max mumbles" bonbon is here ? " Making Danny nod at him " yeah she is and she's about to burst in and drag you out so move it " that got them to cooperate a bit and finally let him lead them out to the barking lot towards his car " why the hell did we park so far away ? " but none of them heard him as he got shoved aside after they stopped in their tracks when they saw her standing there .

She was leaning against the car , talking to bonnie who was standing across from her leaning against lando's car , both grinning wide while looking at lando who had his head out the window and was blabbing on about something making them laugh at it before he waved at them , receiving waves back before he laid back down on the seat . The quiet humming of their bond got louder than ever , making their hearts beat stronger and their breathing harder, Charles grabbed Max's arm tightly mouth parting and closing in attempt to get anything out , his soulmate nods in understanding whispering out one thing they both knew " it's her " .

On the other side she was breathing heavily, hand over her heart and leaned forward at the sudden shock her eyes willing up with tears and she couldn't help the sob she let out , bonnie called out when she saw her about to double over " N/N , hey , what's wrong babe ? Y/N !? " Lowering her down and fell on her knees beside her in distress, attempting to calm her friend and herself but didn't know how , she wasn't aware of the hurried steps coming their way or the two frantic drivers followed by a very confused Daniel behind them , they paused once again just few steps separating them from their soulmate, they took them quietly in fear of startling her even more than she already is , and when they finally reached her they fell into their knees on each side not knowing what to do as her sobbing got louder , making them act on instinct and held her in tight embrace , the three shared tears of joy , they're finally whole and they couldn't put it into words so they kept holding eachother and bask in the feeling.

Bonnie looked up when Dan who had a wide grin upon reaching them helped her to her feet , snapping her out of the shock of what she just witnessed and turned wordlessly to wrap her arms around him tightly, letting few tears fall as she looked back at them with joy filling her voice " she found them " Daniel held her close with an arm around her shoulders while the other around her waist his voice carried the same joy for the three " she did , and they're finally whole " .

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The drive back was a blur for everyone, specially for the three soulmates who couldn't leave eachother's side , the three were piled in the back of Danny's car with bonnie driving them to hers and Danny's place for it being the closest , and Danny on the other hand drove lando's car back to his place , calling Max on the way to let him know he's dropping them in a bit .

Bonnie looked at the backseat through the rearview mirror and couldn't help her smile at their huddled forms , their eyes and noses all red from how hard they cried .

Earlier and she was in a very good mood to tease any of them now , she'll leave it for later, for the moment she was contemplating on how to wake them up without feeling too much guilt for disturbing their peace , finding no other way she sighed and turned to the back and called out softly " N/N , Max, Charlie, wake up " when they didn't stir she reached and smacked the two boys , making them flinch at the hard smack but kept their arms around their still sleeping soulmate, glaring at her but leaned back when they found her already glaring back at them with her pointing menacingly " hurt her in anyway and they won't even find your remains " they nod after a moment of heavy silence watching in shock as her face turned into a wide giddy grin clapping her hands like an exited kid and cheered quietly " and congratulations for finding your soulmate " they could only nod in confusion , having a whiplash at how quick her mood changed from the murderous aura turning all giddy and joyful .

They flinched again as she reached out again but relaxed when she gently patted her best friend's knee while calling out " N/N , babe wake up , come on Hun lets get you up to bed " making the said girl stir before blinking in confusion, unaware of both guys frown at her friends words but bit their tongues as she glared at them to move before getting out and walk up to the front door .

She rubbed her irritated eyes with a suppressed yawn, trying to wake her mind off the most comfortable nap she ever had in her entire life , mind and soul in deep contentment and her body was too relaxed to even move so she leaned it back into where it was moments ago , snuggling deeper into the warmth but frowned as she felt a beat right underneath her head , taking a second to realise that it was an actual beating heart and not her hazy mind imagining it . She then felt the arms wrapped around her in a secure yet comfortable hold , shielding her and keeping her warm at the same time , realising that it wasn't a dream, she didn't imagine finding her soulmates, it wasn't her mind playing tricks on her after a long draining day where she imagine how it'd feel to finally fill that empty void inside her fill .

Then she felt eyes on her , not in a creepy stare but just watching, and after a moment of collecting the remaining courage she had in her she perked her eyes open, coming face to face with one of her soulmates, her soulmates, she liked the sound of that , but his gentle smile snapped her back to reality as he spoke to her " hi " his voice filled her ears and she shyly greeted back then lifted her head and turned to who she was leaning on and was met with another breathtaking smile, they just found eachother and they're already making it hard for her to not swoon on the spot , but it didn't last as tears clouded her sight and breathing becomes way harder than ever , like a crushing weight sitting over her chest preventing her from taking a breath of air .

Both were quick to notice the signs of an upcoming attack, having dealt with them plenty of times it came naturally to them to notice the telltales of them and knew full well how to deal with them , Charles took her hands and squeezed gently yet firmly, turning her attention to him as he spoke in a hushed voice " breathe with me Mon amour, hold it in , one two and out ..... Good , now another one....... and out , just like that " when she finally calmed down he wiped her tears away and took her hands again placing feather like kisses on the back of each before speaking again " we got you Mon chérie, me and Max won't go anywhere" .

Max nod and tightened his hold on her in comfort knowing how overwhelming it must be for her to go through this all at once and twice the shock " you can take as much time as you need to, we'll be here for you , and we won't go anywhere , we'll walk through this together , you won't have to bear it alone " she nods and shut her eyes tightly, trying to ground her raising mind as the whole day events flashed through , finding the light in the dark hole of her mind as their hold help plenty , bringing her back as a whole instead of the shell she turned into with how tough her days turned with time .

She nods to herself and then turned to them , giving each a wide grin and spoke softly " together" they returned her smile with relieved ones and nods in assurance then got out , Charles first who held his hand out for her to help her out , then Max who kept his hand on her to steady her wobbly steps , smiling down on her when she leaned on his side once she found her balance , using her intertwined hand with Charles to bring him closer , then wrapped her arm around him as the three made their way up the stairs , sharing a feeling of pure bless .

[sulkybender]

I'd love to see a fic that's structured as a behind-the-scenes documentary showing what Zhao's crew think of him.

With @chiptrillino:

INTERIEWER: So... what do you think of Zhao?

OFFICER: *buries face in hands*

MIDSHIPMAN: if I hear another fucking word about that fish—

CUT to break room with portrait of Zhao pinned to dart board.

Handheld camera zooms in shakily on the dart board.

BOILER MAN: He read me a list of names and asked me which of them sounded more more impressive. Zhao the Conqueror. Zhao the Destroyer. King Zhao.

THE BLUE SPIRIT, disguising his voice poorly: Not a fan.

LIEUTENANT: He wants to strike while the moon is full. City full of waterbenders, while the moon is full. I ask him why, and he says, “for dramatic effect.”

BOILER MAN: The Zhaore Lord. The Zhao-inator.

OFFICER: I pointed out that we're a fuckin' island nation and without the moon we'll be flooded beneath the sea, and he wrote it off as a technicality.

MIDSHIPMAN: So fuckin' done with that fish.

[chio-chan2artbox]

Art inspired by the fic Forever and Day ✨ by @inators

[mammalsofaction]

FIC MASTERLIST

Because I worry about losing track of them

Very First Perryshmirtz wedding drabble (Rated G, a comedy of errors)

Heinz in the Virgin Killer sweater (Rated M, but very nearly explicit)

Save a horse ride a platypus (Rated E, straight-up sex, Human Perry)

We love an Oh moment (Rated G, Perry realizes something literally everyone else figured out forever ago)

Outline of Seeing Double (Rated G, Perry gets hit with the Molecular Separator)

Body Worship drabble (Rated E, yeah what it says on the tin.)

Mind Control (Rated E, set during Remains of the Platypus, the butler inator, implied non con.)

Do it like they do on the Discovery Channel (Rated E, hunger as a form of love, very small breeding kink at the end)

Found you (Rated G, non graphic descriptions of injury. Heinz got into a spot of trouble, and Perry welcomes him home.)

When We Didn't Get Along (Rated G, POV outsider, what the Flynn-Fletcher sees during the infamous Panda related breakup)

I Hurt You (Rated G, second part of the breakup arc series)

Wedding Adventure (Rated T, Perryshmirtz rewrite of Candace's Big Day with human perry. Part 1)

Doof in Perry's shirt (Rated M, highly suggestive)

It'd be weirder if they didn't, right? (Rated T, social media AU) Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, part 4

Wet Shirt Train (Rated T, slightly suggestive, flustered Heinz)

Momentum (Rated T, Outsider POV, OWCA Files)

First Impressions (Rated G, MML/PNF Crossover)

Missing You (Rated T, MML/PNF Crossover)

I Fell For You (Rated T, introspective)

Soap Opera (Rated G, introspective)

Happy Accident (Rated G, poll based fic, another Chio banger)

Same Day Delivery (Rated T, shipping inator)

Slippers (Rated G, peter the landa mentioned)

May I Touch You? (Rated M, my absolute FAVOURITE Chio art work so far, Absolutely obsessed)

Disarmed (Rated E, its yeah. Its smut)

SIKE! GET LOVED IDIOT! (Rated G, chibiverseplat perry, fix it fic)

Early Days (Rated G, non graphic depiction of Injuries)

Sugar, we're going down swingin' (Rated T, Angst, ambiguous ending)

Pushing All My Buttons (Rated M, steamy angry frotting on the stairs)

Bring Me A Dream (Rated G, lazy kissing)

Forbidden Fruit (Rated M, kisses in secrecy)

Domestic (Rated T, Doof 101)

Pop Shop (Rated T, pre-slash sorta)

His man (Rated G, inspired by shippy Perryshmirtz disney t-shirt merch)

I'm gonna need some collateral if you're borrowing Ferb (Rates G, also inspired by Disney merch, just the Flynn-Fletcher siblings one shot crackfic)

A New Perspective (Rated G, reverse POV of the Perryshmirtz Wedding Drabble [1])

Technically Legal (and not at all a crime) Rated G, chibiverse Perryshmirtz, spoilers for S3 chibiverse, oh no now theres two. Ambiguously established Perryshmirtz

The Rizzler (Rated M, speaking Perry, Inator mishap)

Posted on my AO3

Coffee Stains and Creaky Floorboards (Rated T, no archive warnings apply)

You snuck your way right into my heart (Rate T, no archive warnings apply)

You Must Be New (Rated T, Graphic Depictions of Violence):

Don't Need a Dictionary- (Rated T, no archive warnings apply)

Don't Leave Me Here Alone (Rated E, No archive warnings apply)

Lunch Break (Rated M, No Archive Warnings Apply)

Cupid, Cupid Shot Me 5 Times in the Heart (Rated T, No Archive Warnings Apply)

Merry Fuckin' Christmas (Rated M, No Archive Warnings Apply) [SECRET SANTA]

MY HUMAN AU LORE POSTS

1. Human Perry Lore [Part 1] [part 2]

2. Human Sergei Lore

3. Human Pinky Lore

LINKS AND POSTS THAT ARE IMPORTANT TO ME (AND ALSO MY FOLLOWERS AND MUTUALS)

1. Leaked, possibly now deleted song from CSG of Heinz wanting to be a Good Guy

2. Talk to Him, Extended and with Different Lyrics

3. Perry's technically a clone possibly

[animationnut]

Why You Shouldn't Engage Your Sentient Pet Platypus in a Snowball Fight

For @perry-the-platypus-plumber

I am so sorry this is so late and your original Secret Santa didn't work out. I am now your Secret Santa and this is your gift fic! I hope you like it.

...

Though it was fourteen degrees Fahrenheit, and the wind was frigid and a sheet of ice blanketed every non-salted surface, sweat still dripped down Candace’s neck and back. She had done about five laps of the driveway, her shovel scraping against the frozen cement and gathering heaps of snow. Her muscles ached as she lifted the wooden handle slightly, dumping yet another pile of snow to the accumulating hill bordering the driveway.

“I hate Friday night snow storms,” she panted, leaning against the shovel. “A Saturday snow day is so useless.”

She also hated shovelling, but somehow the chore was a bit sweeter with the knowledge that the alternative was six hours of school.

As she caught her breath, she twisted her neck slightly to see how her brothers were doing. Ferb had already shovelled and swept the front and bath pathways of their property. He was on his last task, sprinkling salt over stubborn patches of ice.

Phineas was almost done with the sidewalk, clouds of white powder hanging over his head with each load of snow he slung into the front yard. With one more strip of the driveway to go, Candace rolled her throbbing shoulders back and pushed. She carefully manoeuvred around the car, the shovel rattling against the cement, the sound growing duller as more snow gathered in the blade. With a loud grunt, she tipped the snow into the waist-high pile.

“Finally!” she exclaimed.

“With this much snow, we could make a giant snow fort,” said Phineas, looking at the mounds of white crystals with gleaming eyes.

“Don’t even think about it,” growled Candace, aiming a finger at him. “By the time Mom and Dad get home, your ridiculously massive snow fort is going to magically vanish, and with my luck the snow is gonna avalanche all over this driveway. I am not shovelling again. The snow stays put.”

“Good idea. A snow fort is pretty similar to an ice chalet, anyway, and we already did that.” Phineas shook clumps of snow from his gloves. “Hmm. Maybe we could make snow mobiles made out of actual snow.”

Ferb joined his siblings, flashing a thumbs-up to indicate his chore was finished. Candace stretched, wincing at the tight knots straining in her shoulders. “Can we warm up first before you get into any shenanigans? I can’t bust you if I’m frozen solid.”

Phineas smiled. “Ooh, can we make homemade hot chocolate?”

“Only if you do the stirring.”

“Deal!”

Ferb held his index finger and thumb an inch apart, and Candace smirked. “Yeah, we’ve got tiny marshmallows.”

“Krkrkrk.”

The Flynn-Fletcher kids turned in the direction of the very familiar sound. Perry stood on the roof, leaning casually against the chimney, his fedora tilted slightly over his eyes to block the winter wind.

Phineas grinned brightly. “Hey, Perry!”

Ferb waved. Candace glared up at him. “Oh, look who shows up just as we finished shovelling. What a coincidence.”

Perry raised his right brow. He lifted his shoulders in a ‘not my fault’ motion and Candace scoffed. She crossed her arms over her chest. “You left just as Mom and Dad told us to clear off the driveway and sidewalks. You totally took your sweet time during your mission. In fact, you’re late! Did Dr. D invite you for a hot apple cider or something?”

Shaking his head, Perry knelt against the snow-covered roof and started gathering piles into his paws. With quick motions, he made crude sculptures of snowmen, Doofenshmirtz, and himself. Studying the scene, Phineas deciphered, “Dr. D made a Snowman Alive-inator and attacked you with an army of living snowman?” At Perry’s nod, Phineas said excitedly, “That’s so cool! Not using the snowmen to take over the Tri-State Area, obviously. I mean making the snowmen come to life. Ferb, I know—”

Perry chattered sharply, setting his paws on his hips as he looked sternly at Phineas. His boy rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “Right. No copying Dr. D’s ideas. We’ll think of something else. Right Ferb?”

Ferb patted his brother’s back in agreement. Candace rolled her eyes. “So you had to battle an army of snowmen. You can literally punch right through them. It shouldn’t have taken you that long.”

Perry gave her a pointed look. He gestured to her, tapped his beak, and then punched one of the miniature snowmen. “It is not easier said than done,” insisted Candace. “They melt! All those gadgets O.W.C.A. gives you, and you don’t have a single flamethrower? Nope. Not buying it. I want to see your mission minutes.

“I don’t think O.W.C.A. has enough organization to draft mission minutes,” remarked Ferb, his voice muffled through his purple scarf.

Perry’s chortle was drowned out by the blast of a horn. They turned to see a snowplough barrelling down their road, pushing a massive pile of snow as it went. Candace’s jaw dropped as a wave of dirty snow cascaded over the curb, spilling onto the once-clean sidewalk, and forming a wall at the end of their driveway.

“Hey!” Candace shrieked.

Phineas patted her arm. “It’s okay, Candace. It’s just a little more work.”

“No way, we did our part. It’s Perry’s turn.” She whirled around, seizing her shovel and brandishing it the platypus. “Mom and Dad will be home soon, so you better hurry up!”

Perry reached up, his fingers flicking the dial of his translation collar. With a smirk, he said, “I’ve already done my job for the day, kiddo. Besides, that’s not exactly a platypus-sized shovel. I’ll submit a request to Monogram for one, along with a flamethrower. I’m sure he’ll love that.”

Candace was tired and cold, and beyond irritated to see Perry standing there, nearly waist-deep in snow, and not giving the slightest shiver. With narrowed eyes, she marched up to the front stoop and, with such force it made her brothers jump, she banged the blade against the bottom of the roof.

A startled chatter escaped Perry’s throat as he was suddenly carried from the rooftop by several feet of snow. He landed with a soft ploft, only to be buried a millisecond later. He hastily dug his way out, gasping and spitting out ice and snow.

“Candace, that wasn’t nice,” said Phineas with a frown, hurrying to Perry’s side and helping him from the snowdrift. “You could’ve hurt him.”

“It’s gonna take a lot more than a mini snowslide to hurt me,” Perry growled, shivering slightly as he brushed snowflakes from his fedora. “But your sister has made a very big mistake.”

Candace backed up slightly, her nerves jumping at the dangerous glint in Perry’s eyes. “What does that—”

Her vision was suddenly obstructed by a wall of white. She yelped at the ice-cold sensation seeping into her exposed cheeks and swiped at her face, her red mittens coming back covered in snow. She glowered at Perry, who shook the lingering ice crystals from his fingers, his gaze holding a silent challenge.

“Oh, it’s on!” declared Candace.

She dashed over to the haphazardly-stacked driveway snow, seizing a fistful and forming a quick snowball. When she whipped around, Perry was nowhere in sight. She scanned the frozen, white landscape, her heart pumping in her chest.

Thwack!

A snowball hit her thigh, startling her into tumbling back into the snowbank. Perry flipped seamlessly onto the top of the family minivan, a smug grin on his bill. Candace struggled to sit up, lobbing her snowball at the platypus. Perry twisted his body, the snowball sailing past his torso, not one snowflake touching his skin.

And that’s when Candace realized that Perry was indeed correct—she had made a horrible mistake in engaging her secret agent platypus pet in a snow fight.

But her pride refused to allow her to admit defeat. She would not surrender, especially not so soon into the battle. She stood up, grabbed a fistful of snow, and chucked it at Perry. He dodged it, leaping off the car and landing on the driveway. He sprinted over to the snowbank, grabbing a clump of snow and twisting on his heel. He whipped it at Candace, who lunged to the ground, grunting when her body hit the hard cement.

The snowball sailed overhead and she scrambled back to her feet. Her attention focussed on Perry just as a snowball struck him dead in the back.

Giving a startled chatter, Perry turned to see Phineas behind him, tossing a snowball up and down. “Traitor!” Perry exclaimed dramatically.

“Sorry, Perry, but we gotta even the odds,” said Phineas.

He lobbed his snowball at Perry, who flipped to avoid it, but wasn’t able to see Candace’s snowball careening straight for him. It smacked into the back of his head, causing the platypus to grunt. He slid slightly along the stray patches of snow stuck to the driveway and he set down a hand to balance himself.

“Ha! Phineas likes me more!” crowed Candace, reinvigorated now she wasn’t fighting against Perry by herself.

Perry rolled his shoulders, grinning as he flicked his gaze between his kids. “Okay. I see how it is. Give it all you got. Otherwise, you don’t stand a chance.”

Phineas and Candace circled Perry, making sure to stay on opposite ends of the platypus so his attention was diverted. For the first minute, they were able to land some solid hits, but their triumph didn’t last long. Perry quickly got a feel for their rhythm, watching Phineas intently, pinpointing by his motions where Candace was planning to throw her own snowball.

He ducked and weaved with grace and agility, using his tail to send the snowballs flying back towards Phineas and Candace. Phineas spluttered as a snowball struck his nose, and Candace hissed as a snowball smacked her in the forehead. As they continued to get battered by their own snowballs, they quickly ceased firing.

Perry crossed his arms, an amused smile on his beak at his snow-dusted kids. “Well? What now?”

Candace eased her way towards Phineas, keeping wary eyes on the observing platypus. “He’s taunting us,” she muttered. “He could totally annihilate us right now.”

“At least he’s giving us a chance,” replied Phineas lowly, lifting the collar of his coat to wipe snow from his chin. “Okay, we need to overwhelm him. Fire a bunch of snowballs at once.”

“How are we going to do that?” asked Candace in frustration. “Ask him for a five-minute break so we can make a stock of snowballs? He’s just gonna do the same thing and then we’re so toast.”

“Tick-tock,” said Perry in a sing-song tone.

There was the sudden whirring of gears, and the three turned towards the sound. They watched as the garage door slowly rolled up, rattling in its tracks, gradually revealing Ferb, who held a leaf blower in his gloved hands.

Perry blinked in bemusement. “I was wondering where you went. What are you doing with the leaf blower? And what the heck is on it?”

Ferb reached for the switch, flipped it, and Perry found himself barraged by snowballs rapid-firing from the nozzle.

Candace whooped. “Oh yeah! That’s my little brother!”

“Genius, dude!” cheered Phineas.

Ferb sidled up to his siblings. “Good distraction,” he spoke.

“Right. That’s totally what we were doing,” said Candace with a snort.

There was a power tool battery attached to the back of the leaf blower, and Ferb had rigged a funnel for loading snowballs into the machine. Candace and Phineas quickly took up the positions of stocking ammo, with Phineas forming the snowballs and Candace placing them into the funnel.

Perry scrambled across the driveway, but found that the snowballs were coming too fast for him to dodge. He was pelted left and right, knocking him every which way. He tucked and rolled beneath the car, panting for breath, a hoarse laugh rumbling from his throat.

“Well-played.”

Knowing there was no other choice but to try and rush Ferb, Perry shifted his weight from foot to foot, prepping himself for a short sprint. Mentally counting down from five, he dashed out from under the car, streaking to where the siblings were clustered at the edge of the driveway.

He was moving too quickly for Ferb to change the angle of the leaf blower. He would have been met with a full-body platypus tackle, if his sister was not equipped with superior sisterly instincts.

Seeing the teal blur hurtling straight for Ferb, Candace’s mind blared Danger! Though she knew Perry would never in his life hurt any of them, her protective instincts still activated and she seized Ferb by the waist, swinging him out of the way.

The sudden, unexpected motion caused Ferb to let go of the leaf blower in surprise. It smacked into the cement, the base of the leaf blower cracking and causing the machine to stutter to a halt. Instead of tackling Ferb, Perry charged head-first into the snowbank.

“Retreat!” Candace shouted, using her boot to push Perry’s behind, forcing the platypus further into the snowbank.

She ran down the path leading into the backyard, charging through the snow and taking cover behind the big tree. Phineas was quick to settle beside her, and Ferb joined them soon after, using a broom he had retrieved from the garage sweep snow over their footprints.

“You’re really the star of this team, bro,” said Phineas breathlessly.

“How fast can you make another snowball Nerf gun thing?” demanded Candace.

Ferb shrugged and removed his glove so his siblings could see him holding up one finger. Phineas nodded. “Yeah, Dad only has one leaf blower.”

“Come on, you guys are all about your big ideas!” said Candace frantically. “You totally can come up with something to kick Perry’s butt!”

There was the creak of the back gate opening and the three went still.

“Come out, come out, wherever you are.”

Perry’s croon made a shiver that had nothing to do with the cold run down Candace’s spine. She exchanged a panicked glance with her brothers, who were wide-eyed. They huddled against the trunk and Candace prayed Perry would see the lack of tracks and decide to look for them elsewhere.

There was silence. The wind whistled and the snow shifted. Candace’s heart pounded in her chest. No one dared to peek around the wide tree trunk.

Thwack!

The wood behind their backs vibrated and Candace didn’t even get a chance to look over her shoulder before she was doused with ice-cold snow. She was blinded by white and she thrashed her limbs in pure panic. In the next second she was plucked from the snow by the top of her hood.

She spat out snow and blinked rapidly. When her vision was clear, she was greeted with Perry gazing at her with a soft smile, his paw falling to rest on her shoulder. “You good?”

“I’m freezing,” Candace complained, her teeth starting to chatter.

“Not so easy to punch your way through snow, is it?”

He gazed at her knowingly and the pout that formed across her lips made him chuckle.

Phineas and Ferb were plopped in the snow beside Candace, having been yanked out of the snowdrift first. They were shivering and trying to shake the snow from their clothes. “That was a good one,” Phineas said.

Ferb nodded. Perry jerked his head in the direction of the house. “Go inside and get warmed up. I’ll take care of the leaf blower and finish shovelling the driveway.”

“I thought you couldn’t because we lacked a platypus-sized shovel?” countered Candace.

“The leaf blower is pretty platypus-sized, and once it’s fixed it’ll take care of the snow,” returned Perry. “Go before you catch a cold.”

The three kids wasted no time in shuffling inside the warm, cozy home. They stripped out of their wet jackets, scarves and mittens. Too exhausted to make homemade hot chocolate, Candace grabbed a box of hot chocolate powder from the cupboard and made four piping hot servings. She added generous heaps of whipped cream and marshmallows to each mug and carried them into the living room on a wooden tray.

Phineas and Ferb were already snuggled on the couch, covered in three layers of blankets. Candace set the tray of drinks on the coffee table and flopped in between her brothers. “Sorry, guys, this is all I have the energy for.”

“This is perfect,” said Phineas honestly, and Ferb rested his head against Candace’s shoulder.

Perry shuffled into the living room just as Candace put the television on a random movie channel. The light on his translator collar was off, and he gave a thumbs-up to indicate everything outside was taken care of.

“Thanks,” mumbled Candace, giving him a tiny smile.

Perry made a no-worries motion with his paw. He took a seat beside Ferb, tucking himself beneath the blankets and sighing with contentment. He grabbed one of the hot chocolates and took a long sip.

“That was really fun,” said Phineas happily.

“Yeah, but we never stood a chance,” said Candace with a sigh. Perry grinned at her, reaching over to playfully tweak her nose, and she batted away his paw. “We got in a couple good hits, though.”

Perry gestured at Ferb and Phineas nodded enthusiastically. “Oh yeah, Ferb was definitely the MVP.”

Ferb smiled proudly and Candace lightly bumped her shoulder against his. “Don’t let it blow up your ego,” she teased.

They settled against one another, Phineas and Ferb lounging against their sister, and Perry sprawling out over Ferb’s lap. They basked in the warmth and each other’s company, their toes and fingers and noses and bill thawing.

“Note to self,” spoke Candace. “Don’t ever engage your sentient secret agent pet in a snowball fight.”

[local-dragon-haunt]

Would You Believe Me If I Told You I Knew How To Fix This sounds super interesting!! Tell us more? 🥺

Ahhh tysm for asking! WYBMIITYIKHTFT is actually another "Perry gets hit by a human-inator" fic! Ironically enough, it was one of the very first drafts I had for my upcoming 'When Glass Shatters' oneshot, (so it is, once again, entirely inspired by my bestie, @pftones3482 ), but I liked it so much as it's own AU that I just yoinked it into its own document, lol.

Perry has a headache, and this day is not going well.  That's not to say that the headache is the cause of the bad day, in fact he's entirely certain it's the other way around, but as it stands he's not exactly in a position to complain.  Because having your entire DNA structure rearranged and only coming out of it with a migraine? Yeah. Things could be worse. Not a lot worse. But worse.   It helps that this isn’t necessarily a foreign situation for him. Well. At least the first half of it (that being hit with one of Heinz's ever-evolving daily -inators).  The problem comes into play when he gets hit in his own backyard, from a delayed beam that somehow got trapped in a neutralization zone that the kids had built for their project-of-the-day. The secondary problem is that today’s -inator was aptly-named the “Most Opposite-Inator”. So when the stray beam was eventually released from its prison, it rocketed towards the first thing it could, which just so happened to be the first non-neutralizing component of the boys’ build. And, being a massive neutralizing building, it promptly turned into a microscopic superconductor, popping out of existence. But, not before catching Perry off-guard with a residual blast. At least, that’s Perry’s theory. He’s not exactly a science platypus. He’s also not exactly a platypus at the moment. Because apparently, the Most Opposite of an adult platypus is a human child. So the second half of the situation, the currently-sitting-in-a-kitchen-chair-while-the-Flynn-Fletchers-have-a-collective-panic-attack half…is not so much a familiar situation.

[ladytauria]

💖 and 🧠 from the ask game <33

💖 What do you like most about your own writing?

my writing voice! i used to hate re-reading my own writing but now i can do so comfortably, even when i pick up on mistakes i missed or things i would change <3

i'm also fairly proud of my imagery, lol. that was something i worked hard to develop, and while i DO forget to like... describe things still when im writing, when i do remember/go back to add that in i feel more confident in my results lol

🧠 What’s an idea you have that you can’t quite call a WIP yet?

i have SO MANY of these

okay. i counted up the ones i have fleshed out outlines for, since there's more to talk about, and then i rolled a die <3

so! it's a jaytim fic inspired by the lyric, "why do you make me want to leave the world behind?" from the song stardust by new politics. the rest of the song doesn't actually fit, & i'll probs end up not using that line as the title, lol.

my outline for it is almost more of a not-fic than an outline, so... i'll just paste that in here, ig. pls excuse my brackets <3

why do you make me want to leave the world behind?

Jason couldn’t tell you what the final straw was. Maybe it was the last argument he got into with Bruce. Maybe it was hearing Joker’s laugh, again, echoing through the streets of Gotham. Maybe it was the gunshot he took to the shoulder, a few weeks ago. It— The point is, it could have been any number of things. Whatever the final straw, one thing is clear: he can’t do this any more.

And it’s not that he wants to abandon Crime Alley, or his people, it’s just—

He’s tired. He’s been tearing himself apart for the mission since he was twelve. He died, even—only to come back and keep doing it. And now… He’s just… done. He wants to live, and he can’t do that when the mission controls his life. He needs out.

Thing is…

He can’t leave Tim.

Tim is… somewhere along the way, Tim has become his rock. They’ve moved in together. When Jason suits up, Tim is at his side. When Tim needs stitches, it’s Jason holding the needle. When Jason comes home, knuckles bruised and lip split, it’s Tim there with the ice pack. And when they’re finished tending each other’s wounds, large and small, they fall into bed together—sore but together.

Jason doesn’t want to give that up.

He knows Tim won’t leave Gotham. Knows that Tim views Robin/Red Robin as the most important thing he’s ever done, the thing that gives him purpose, makes him feel real. He can’t ask him to leave it. He can’t.

But he’s not sure he can stay, either.

It’s a big, tangled mess, and Jason is no closer to figuring out what to do when Tim approaches him one evening. He sits down with him, holding his tablet, looking like he’s got something on his mind. He doesn’t bother with much preamble.

“My parents bought a place in [idk, some nice coastal or country area] a long time ago. A small vacation home, I think. It was one of those things we didn’t lose when Dad went bankrupt. I think… It looks like a nice place to retire, don’t you think so?”

Jason can hardly believe what he’s hearing, even as he agrees with feeling. He has to pinch himself once or twice, as they start making plans. They’re as methodical about it as they are everything else, hashing out all the details. It doesn’t feel real; not even when they inform the others, not when they start packing. Not even when they finally make the move, or unpack, or settle into the house.

It’s not until the second morning that it starts to sink in. This is real. It’s happening.

They grow roots. Befriend the neighbors. Tim gets back into photography, dragging Jason out with him on long walks to capture the scenery. He gets a job, too, working on cars, and talks Jason into pursuing a degree, the way he always wanted.

They gets visits and calls from the bats, and their friends—some more than others—and they usually even remember to leave business out of it. It’s… everything Jason wanted, honestly—though it’s not always easy. There are still nightmares, restless nights, and times when neither of them can watch or read the news without the urge be out there. Especially when there’s a crisis.

The worst of it, though, is the itching, nagging feeling in Jason’s chest. The thing that tells him it’s too easy. Too simple. Eventually something has to break—and each nightmare, each restless night makes Jason more and more certain it’s going to be Tim. One day, he’s going to wake up and decide that a quiet life with Jason isn’t what he wants after all.

He’ll leave.

Jason keeps his worries to himself. Just—tries to bottle up the good days, tucking them close under his heart, to keep him warm when he’s alone.

Before he knows it, though, a year passes. Tim still hasn’t left. Jason wakes up first, like he always does, and puts on the coffee before starting breakfast. Tim stumbles out of their bedroom just after Jason finishes the pancake batter. Even with a regular sleep schedule, he’s still not a morning person.

He goes for Jason first; winding his arms around his waist and sneaking a kiss before he pours his coffee. He slips out of the way, leaning against the wall to sip his coffee and watch Jason. And somewhere between the first batch of pancakes and the fourth, he glances over, and—he sees it.

Tim is smiling at him over the rim of his cup, still a little hazy from sleep. His eyes are no longer laden with bags. His skin is clear, a little tan. He’s got freckles, just a few, dotting his face. There’s a light, a glow to him that once Jason only saw in glimpses.

He’s happy.

Here.

With Jason.

It knocks the breath from him. He doesn’t know what his face is doing—only that Tim is at his side in an instant, coffee forgotten on the counter. Wrapped in Tim’s arms, Jason finds himself spilling everything, every thought and fear that’s plagued him for the last year. When he’s done, Tim smiles sadly, his hold turning into something like a cradle, despite their size difference.

“Robin was the most important thing in my life for a long time. First because watching you both, knowing what I knew… made me feel part of something bigger. Something amazing. And then because it gave me purpose. I was doing something that mattered, and so that made me feel like I mattered. And being good at it… It made me feel like I belonged, like I was wanted.” He strokes Jason’s cheek. “But… It always felt like it could be taken away. There were times when I thought it had been. And then… us. Jason, I don’t need Robin anymore. You make me feel like I matter—and I don’t… I don’t have to… to be perfect, or prove myself. I can just be here, with you, and that’s enough. I’m enough. And that… It means everything, Jay.”

Jason is tearing up. Supposedly, he’s the one who’s good with words—and Tim has pages of love poetry and sweet letters tucked away that can attest to that—but right now? He has none. All he can do is kiss him, and hope that everything he wants to say comes through.

The gratitude. The awe. The agreement. Tim does matter, and he doesn’t have to do anything to earn it, because Jason loves him. And fuck—the reason Jason stayed, the reason he couldn’t just leave on his own was because with Tim…

Tim has always taken him as he is. He doesn’t ask Jason to be anything more than he is, and because of that… Jason wants to be. He feels like the best version of himself when they’re together, and to hear that he gives Tim that same feeling—

It’s everything.

Tim’s coffee grows cold. Breakfast burns.

Neither of them care.

[ fic writer ask game ]

[agentlizardofowca]

A Very Merry Perryshmirtz Christmas reading list!

Happy No Longer November! ARE YOU IN THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT YET?! Well, get ready because I have compiled a Perryshmirtz Christmas ficlist for you to enjoy~ (Perry is human unless otherwise specified)

Help Wanted, 37K words, By Larxicana Platypus!Perry is blasted with a humaninator to pretend to be Heinz's boyfriend for Roger & Charlene's Christmas party at City Hall.

CongressIsAliens has written multiple Christmas fics! @humanperryfic

Cold December night, 12k words Perry is in a new city for a mission during the holidays. That's fine with him he doesn't even like Christmas! But then he meets a cute Drusselsteinian Barista. (Hallmark movie-inspired fic)

Winter Wonderland, 4k words By coincidence, Heinz teams up with Phineas and Ferb to build a giant ice skating rink. Uncle Perry should stay close to keep an eye on them.

Mistletoe is a parasite, actually, 2k words After thwarting Doofenshmirtz, Perry sticks around to help decorate his lair. You know, as friends? It's a good thing Vanessa is there to help.

3. I'll be home for Christmas? 16K words, By KissingLizard (that's me!) Au! Perry is half human, half Christmas elf. The day before Christmas he sets off on a mission in Europe, meaning he will be alone on Christmas. Doofenshmirtz is also alone, and to prove to Vanessa that he is NOT miserable and lonely he builds an inator that brings him exactly where he wants to be.

4. Noel C'est L'Amour, 2k words, by Chaos_Valkyrie Uncle Perry JUST moved to Danville from Australia and is living with his family till he finds his own place. Phineas and Ferb are competing in a Christmas decoration competition with Doofenshmirtz, their weird neighbor. (2 drabbles)

5. The Day of the Living Christmas Sweaters, 1000 words, by WinryWeiss Heinz is going to force his little family to wear horrible Christmas Sweaters

But wait! There's more! Check the PnF Christmas tag on Ao3 for even more fics that are either quite short, not Perryshmirtz, or Explicit in nature. Happy Holiday season!

[talanashta]

⭐️ for the directors cut!

Oh my gosh, I got sent this back in January, and I kept forgetting about it 😂

Okay. I don't even know what the exacts of the original post was for this (and I couldn't find it bc y'all know tumblr's search is useless), but you asked for directors cut, so you're just getting whatever I feel like😂😂😂

Have a (1.4k) snippet from the Phineas and Ferb fic I'm working on!! This whole thing is like 70k now, and I'm so close to being done (but watch it gain another 20-30k minimum). I can't wait to share it with the world!!

(Disclaimer: This fic hasn't been edited yet, and thus is subject to change when it comes to the final product)

(Context: This takes place during an alternate version of Across the 2nd Dimension. Human!Perry and Perryshmirtz abound)

“It’s your birthday?” Heinz asked, boggled. “I thought we already celebrated that this year.”

Perry carefully pulled his sleeve over his watch and shifted so the OWCA-planted cameras couldn’t see the exacts of what he was signing, telling Heinz exasperatedly, ⸢Major Monogram’s an idiot who doesn’t know how to read and somehow sent my birthday email out almost a month early.⸥

“Oh, geez. Tell me what you really think,” Heinz said with a goofy, lopsided smile. “Well, is there anything you want to do to celebrate while you’re still here? I could be convinced to pay for lunch or something if you’d like that.”

Perry shook his head sadly and pointed to the -inator then tapped the side of his head.

“Right. The Other-Dimensionator and my memories. Um… It’s going to take a minute to disassemble this thing. Since your nephews fixed it, it doesn’t have a self-destruct button anymore. Unless you want to tip it over the balcony like you sometimes do. Then I suppose I’ll work on repairing the Forget-About-It-inator,” Heinz told him.

He usually tried not to dispose of the -inators by throwing them off the building, since that was pretty risky for a lot of reasons, so he asked, ⸢How long?⸥

His nemesis hummed in thought for a long second before answering uncertainly, “Maybe an hour total to do both?”

⸢Guess we’re having lunch after all,⸥ Perry signed with a small smile. ⸢You get to work, and I’ll go pick something up for us.⸥

Perry stuck around just long enough to watch Heinz get started working on taking apart the Other-Dimensionator then headed out to get subs from the place that he knew they both liked, even if they’d never eaten there together before. It didn’t take too long before he was letting himself back into the apartment, finding Heinz sitting on the couch fiddling with a small device in his lap.

“Welcome back, Perry the Platypus,” Heinz said, looking a bit melancholy. “I figured it might be easier to make the Forget-About-It-inator portable since we’re only using it on me, so it didn’t take too long to put it together.”

⸢Let’s eat lunch before we worry about that,⸥ Perry told him, gently taking the -inator from his hands and setting it on the coffee table.

His normally very chatty nemesis was worryingly quiet as they ate their sandwiches, and Perry wasn’t sure how to broach the silence. However, before he could figure it out, as they were balling up the wrappers from their lunch, Heinz decided to finally speak, lacking his usual dramatic flair, saying softly, “I wish I didn’t have to forget today. You seemed more open with me. Was that… Was that only because I’ll forget?”

Perry immediately shook his head and reached out to squeeze Heinz’s knee. It took him a second to compose his thoughts, then he signed, ⸢I’m… not a very talkative person. Not like you. I have a backstory reason for it, but I’ll wait to share it with you until you’ll remember.⸥ He offered Heinz a soft smile. ⸢I talk more around my family because I’m a little more comfortable with that, and you’re steadily joining that list. I only don’t talk to you more so I don’t accidentally tell you all the things I can’t, Heinz.⸥

Tears in his eyes, Heinz grabbed both of Perry’s hands in his, holding them tight, and leaned in to press his forehead to Perry’s, whose eyes drifted shut as soon as Heinz came close. His breath softly brushed Perry’s face as he said, “I think of you as my family too, Perry.”

He couldn’t bring himself to pull away from his nemesis, wanting to live in this moment as long as possible, so with his thumb on the back on one of Heinz’s hand, he traced, «I know.»

Heinz’s forehead pressed harder into his, and Perry felt a tear drip onto his hand.

“And you’re not going to leave me?” Heinz whispered, voice cracking halfway through.

Pressing as hard as he could, he wrote, «Never,» hoping he could somehow etch the words onto Heinz’s soul.

They stayed there for a long time, sharing breath, Heinz’s tears gently plinking against Perry’s hands. Eventually, though, Heinz pulled away, sighing.

“I’m sure your family wants to celebrate your birthday with you,” he said with a forced smile and tightly-cheery tone. “Let’s get this over with.” He reached out and fiddled with the controls on the -inator, passing it to Perry once he was done. “It’s all set. Just point it at me, press the button, and I’ll forget today.”

Mournfully, Perry took the device and, after looking over the buttons briefly, took aim.

“Wait, wait,” Heinz interrupted nervously, and Perry’s brow rose. “I know that it’s only me that’s going to forget, and so this might mess everything up, but I can’t not. Not with everything that’s happened today. I just- Please don’t hate me, Perry the Platypus. And if it’s awful… Well, I won’t remember, and you never have to mention it to me.”

Perry’s brow kept climbing while Heinz rambled away, not sure where his nemesis was going with this, but his thoughts were cut off when Heinz leaned in, awkwardly slamming a kiss onto his lips.

He melted into it, dropping the -inator onto his lap and reaching up to cradle Heinz’s face. Parting his lips slightly, he deepened the kiss.

Heinz moaned slightly, and Perry pushed his way closer to the man, climbing onto his lap and straddling him, absently hearing the -inator clatter to the floor. Heinz’s arms came up, looping around his waist and pulling him in tightly.

Eventually, though, one of them had to pull away for air, and Heinz breathed into the space between them, “Well, that went better than I expected… Happy birthday, Perry.”

Perry dropped his head onto Heinz’s shoulder, sinking against the man’s body and sighing. After collecting himself, he pulled back and signed, ⸢You’re such an asshole.⸥

“I’m… sorry?” Heinz said, sounding unsure and slightly hurt, but not moving his hands from where they were resting on Perry’s lower back.

⸢I hope you know that I’ll wait however long it takes for us to be together,⸥ Perry signed, trying not to let himself cry now too. ⸢Even if I have to wait until I retire.⸥

Gulping and taking in a wet, shaky breath, Heinz asked, “That long?”

⸢Of course. You are always worth it,⸥ Perry told him firmly.

Heinz pulled him in to hug him tightly, and Perry hugged him back just as fiercely, enjoying every second of this that he could before Heinz had to forget and Perry had to go back to pretending. He breathed in the soft scent of the other man’s hair, trying desperately to memorize it.

“Now I’m really sorry I won’t remember this,” Heinz chuckled against Perry’s shoulder. After one last squeeze he pulled back, “You should hit me with it now, before I do anything else we’ll regret.”

⸢I’ll never regret getting to have today with you,⸥ Perry signed earnestly then climbed off Heinz’s lap to settle next to him on the couch, picking the -inator up off the floor.

“Thank you, Perry,” Heinz said, voice full of emotion.

Without blinking or letting himself hesitate, Perry shot the -inator.

Heinz started blinking rapidly, looking dazed and confused. Perry quickly reached down and tucked the -inator out of sight under the couch then gently touched Heinz on the shoulder.

“Perry the Platypus?” he asked, sounding very confused and looking around. “When did you get here?”

⸢A little while ago,⸥ he signed succinctly, choking back tears and forcing his hands not to tremble, not letting a thing show on his carefully blank face. ⸢You got hit by today’s -inator.⸥

“Oh, man,” Heinz said, looking disappointed and shaking his head ruefully. “Another memory -inator? I need to go back to the drawing board and get some fresh ideas.” He looked up at Perry and offered a grateful smile, “Thanks for staying with me until I came-to.”

Perry smiled back then pointed his thumb over his shoulder toward the door.

“You have to go now?” Heinz asked, with only the tiniest of frowns that he quickly covered up. “Okay. Have a good afternoon, Perry the Platypus! I’ll see you tomorrow!” he said with a cheery wave, and Perry had to quickly turn away before his nemesis saw his facade crack.

By the time he reached the doorway, he’d composed himself enough to look back to Heinz so he could tip his hat and leave.