#owca files

[leathr-blr]

make him relatable facebook memes like minions pls

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[Image description: 3 digital drawings of Perry the Platypus and Dr Doofenshmirtz.

The first image is a two-panel comic. Perry stands behind a laptop and looks at Doofenshmirtz as he walks into the room talking. On the top left is a tweet by @gloomFather showing what is happening in the drawing, it reads, “(Interrupting my wife's Zoom meeting) Hey babe I noticed you didn't cut my blueberries in half when u made my snack earlier? I guess you want me to choke and die?” The second panel shows the continuation of the tweet, it reads, “(Noticing myself reflected in her webcam next to her coworkers). Nightmare blunt rotation lmao.” The drawing under it shows Perry’s laptop, in a Zoom meeting with Major Monogram, Carl Karl, Admiral Wanda Acronym, and Peter the Panda. All of them look blankly at Doofenshmirtz. Perry looks at Doofenshmirtz irritated. Doofenshmirtz’s back is facing the viewer, he’s looking at the laptop screen and is slightly pointing at it.

The second Image is of Doofenshmirtz quoting a tweet. He looks annoyed and is talking, on top of him is a tweet by @largeMotorCycle, it says, “Anxiety is so fucking embarrassing.” He then waves his hands and looks top left even more annoyed, the tweet continues, “Oh noooo, what if something happens. Jesus Christ.”

The third image is of Doofenshmirtz and Perry from the OWCA Files. Doofenshmirtz is squatting and look’s over at Perry, smiling and quotes a tweet by @Ygrene, it says, “wednesday, huh? more like wedn's this day gonna be over Imao.” Perry looks at him with a serious expression. End ID]

- ID written by @/perryshmirtz-described! thanks again!

[owcaunion]

"OWCA's finest" character design lineup for my human!OWCA au! super happy with how they all came out ;w;

[ralka-egoid]

[agentlizardofowca]

Owca files au!

Doof to Perry: alright pear-bear whats the plan?

Perry: ...

Monogram, carl, harry, karen and maggie: ...

*everybody else at owca wants to call perry pear bear after that incident, but his murder stare frightens them to much

[hunter-husky]

Agents

Mind your business

[turtlecommunism]

i’ve watched phineas and ferb all the way through at least a dozen times but i just noticed the very literal “fez dispenser”. this is the show that keeps on giving

[mammalsofaction]

39

39. Perryshmirtz kissing as....time runs out

From the prompt list here.

Sugar, we're going down swingin'

Rating: T

Relationship: Heinz Doofenshmirtz/Perry the Platypus

Add tags: Angst, ambiguous ending, human Perry the Platypus, OWCA Files AU, PTSD flashbacks

A/N: Bit of a cliche but I loved getting to stretch my minute made writing muscles again. I considered a fluffy alt but I know Lex loves a bit of grief in her morning coffee.

Canon compliant to my Human Perry lore. Eve had been his sister (Ferb's biological mother), who died in the line of action about 12 years ago here.

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There was something to be said, Perry thinks, of panicking.

(Every sound rang clear as crystal, as murky as dirt. He can feel his own pulse beating beneath his skin like every artery connected straight to his heart. It’s almost tranquil.

We've been here before.)

"Agent P," Harry yelled. It's difficult to hear over the sound of falling rubble, and the blaring alarms resonating through the inside of the volcano, and through the sheer rushing of blood through his ears. "Please, we need to leave!"

"Perry?" Heinz whispered. Perry looks up to him then, numbed of all feeling, save for the bleeding wound on his hip, stinging enough to remind him that he was, at least, still alive. He's looking up, he's staring, but he's not quite seeing. Perhaps physically, they were all trapped inside the lair of an alchemist madman, set to collapse above his head any minute, and to be fair it is all terribly exciting. But Perry was, in truth, bearing down a steel doorframe of an old warehouse stinking of gunpowder, dust and sweat, cradling two small bodies against himself, praying for the mercy of a God he doesn't believe in for a few minutes he could no longer afford 20 years ago.

"Can you walk?" Heinz asked. Right, yes, because he'd asked that question too, that fateful night of fire and gunpowder. What had Eve said to him then?

I can fight. He signed, and he pushes himself off, handing over the briefcase containing what they'd all come here for. The evidence, the antidote, the killing blow. Go, I'll catch up.

(He'd thought about what she'd said, there, in hindsight. He thinks it was meant to be funny. That was how she defaulted to things, on account of Perry not having a single humerous bone in his body, in stark comparison. She was the good cop.

We'd learned to fight before we'd learned how to walk, that was what she always said. There was pride in that, to mask the sadness underneath.)

The henchbots kick against the hinges of the only door holding them back, and bolts come flying. It won't be too long now. Heinz had frozen, briefcase pressed into his chest as he stares a bit dumbly at how Perry attempts to hold himself up, checking the ammo of his guns, so Perry gives him a little push to emphasize his point. He catches Perry's outstretched hand, instead.

"You can't be serious." He hissed, and Perry shook his head. "Come on."

There was only one pod left out of here, and Karen and Maggie had taken the only other one. Between their bulk, the briefcase, and the sheer speed they had to push for in order to make the gate closing any minute now, Perry would only slow them down.

Go, Perry said, and for a second his guard comes crashing down. His hand trembles, pressed against the side of his chest, and it is closest he'll ever get to a wobbly lip. Please?

"You-," Heinz said, but with one mighty kick the door finally bangs open under the assault of manic steel feet. Heinz flinched, but Perry opened fire, trigger finger cool and steady. Two simple headshots. He had 5 bullets left, and a mob to deal with.

"Guys, come on!"

"I'm not leaving you here." Heinz hissed, the grip on Perry's wrist almost crushing. "We're leaving together, or I'm not going anywhere, you hear me?"

Oh.

Oh, Heinz.

As rubble falls and crushes the control panel of the exit gates behind them, and the echo of a dozen feet barrels down the corridor, Perry tugs him closer, and their lips meet like an electric shock, still every bit of a thrill as the first. He feels it tingle right down to the tips of his toes, and slick swipe of his tongue down on Heinz's bottom lip like a promise.

They part with a gentle smacking sound, breathing the same air. Perry wants to remember this. He wants to leave on a good note.

"Perry," Heinz chokes, either on dust or on his own heart. "What do you-,"

I'll catch up. Perry lies, and presses on the trigger for the grappling hook on his belt. Heinz grunts, wide eyed, as it latches on the exit way of the foyer, right next to Harry himself, and Perry treats himself to one last look of his baby blue eyes wide open in fury as it pulls him back hip first.

5 bullets. Perry uses one of them to shoot a hairline fracture down the side of the wall, and the support beam keeping the lighting features aloft gives up the ghost. No way out. No way back in.

"Counting down, lair self destruct." The robotic overhead intercom announces, pleasant and calm. "T minus 10 seconds."

"Trespasser located." The henchbots declare, stepping into the foyer, falling apart. Perhaps one of them. Perhaps a bunch of them at once. He can hardly tell--blood seeps down his side in rivulets, and his head feels heavier by the minute. The edges of his vision begins to blur, and he can't quite tell what's up from down.

But Perry's got a gun in a steady hand, and he's got 4 bullets.

"Resistance is futile." The bots warn, the last of their cogs whirring. It's all appropriately dramatic.

Perry grins.

[pistachions]

its a shame i think owca files is rlly bad cuz the theme song slaps

[raining-anonymously]

owca? more like organization with cool autism

[shipperoftooncouples]

This fanart from @aerincatena on Deviant art summarizes all the OWCA Files story!

What do you think is their team name?

[i-am-perry-the-platypus]

[axe-inator]

rip to my legendary old icons this is my fav ship that i made up

[owcaunion]

Could you draw the owca files agents as humans?

ANON I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!!! I had internships + it took me a while to have designs that i am satisfied with T.T but here they are!!! my personal favorite was Maggie orz

[ralka-egoid]

[agentlizardofowca]

Hi again so sorry to bother you with another question but I was wondering how you think this would play out? So I had this idea (it might not even be that good or original) but you know how at some point Doof works with Perry on a team? I was wondering there had to have been a time where they were running out of an exploding building, knowing Doof and all, and I was wondering do you think Doof would shove Perry out of the way of some falling rubble? Or vise versa? Or even if Doof when he does this his arm gets trapped under the rubble and everyone is freaking out except for him and Perry as he just pops his arm off (cause two titanium arms) do you think this would actually be a way they find out Doof has two prosthetic arms or do you think this is stupid? yet again sorry for bothering you.

I can imagine the newbies running around screaming, telling each other to call a medic. And then Doof is just a little annoyed. "I like this arm! Perry, look at this mess!" He doesn't even sound upset, just a bit grumpy. And Perry is doing mental gymnastics, wondering if he should remove the boulder from Heinz, or Heinz from the boulder. In the end he just grabs Doof and pulls him away. (I imagine his arm will make some sort of noise when it disconnects) I think Harry is the one that faints or vomits. If they can't figure out that Heinz has robotic arms on their own, they might just believe that Doof can't feel pain. I think that rumor would spread like wildfire, but he will have to come clean because other agents keep stabbing him with their forks to test it. And also, Perry and Heinz would absolutely try to save each other from explosions/collapsing rubble/dangerous traps by putting themselves in danger. It's the one thing they consistently bicker about

((Please bother me again, I love you))

[hunter-husky]

No Money In This Wallet

he play too much