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Drakken always imagined or rather hoped he would have the world bowing at his feet, respected, feared, and praised for all his evil genius. He would spend hours dreaming about it, months planning speeches, years struggling to claw his way to the top. That had been Drakken's goal, his dream, his essential end game. The hopes of someone who had seen the darkness of the world and had let go of childish dreams of love and family. That hadn't been for him... and he would never allow himself to want it as it was simply a distraction.
When he'd hired Shego as his Assistant, then side-kick, and eventual partner. It had been to have someone to assist him with tedious things that would otherwise take away from his plotting. Run errands, get things, so he could perfect his craft... but it shifted rather quickly away from him. He found her wit enticing, her occasional smile enchanting, and her presence... a welcomed break from his inner monologue.
She had pushed him. Challenged him. Made him more focused then he had been in decades... sometimes with a simple hope to impress her if anything. It hadn't taken long to realize that his feelings were more than platonic. Under a harvest blue moon as they'd been on a caper... she had laughed a genuine laugh at something he'd said. It had been that moment that he had, without a doubt... fallen in love.
He didn't tell her. Obviously. To even think she would have entertained the idea had kept him up at night, had driven him mad... so much he dared put her under mind control... just so she wouldn't leave. Thinking back over the years... why she'd come back after was beyond him... but she did.
Somehow, over the years... his mind shifted... his goal of staying at the lair and working vanished. Instead. He went with her, even though most times... she would have preferred he not get in her way. She would bring him lunch and he started making her dinner... it became their routine. His mind became more preoccupied with taking over... just so she would never want to leave, because he had power and respect through domination.
He'd secretly started wondering if he became leader of the world... would she lead with him?
Imagining then having the world in his grasp and a dark empire at his feet.
Drakken smirked at the memories... before his attention was pulled back to reality.
The hot sun blistered above him as the ocean tide could be heard mingling with sea gulls and families chatting. He focused on what had distracted him from his walk down memory lane as he was handed a large ice cream cone with blue moon and mint chocolate chip ice cream. He looked over at Shego next to him and gestured to the cone.
"Are you sure you don't want one?" he asked casually.
"Uhg, pass," sighed Shego. "My stomach hurts."
He glanced down where she rubbed her swollen abdomen. Feeling a wave of emotions swirling through him as her hand circled their soon to be born child. He'd gotten a larger cone, knowing very well she would steal it from him soon enough. Her hunger had always been substantial due to her powers and the energy they burned, and being pregnant only intensified her hunger... it was just more erratic.
"Daddy," came a sigh behind him. He looked down to the bright green eyes of his daughter Val, "Can I have just the blue ice cream?"
""Its way better this way," her sister Athena held up a cone that was a smaller version of his own, "Right, Mommy?"
"I don't know. I'm pretty partial to blue moon myself," smirked Shego. Drakken snorted as she winked at him.
They meandered down the sand until they found a nice spot near a small fenced area near a path. Drakken handed his ice cream to Shego as he spread out the blanket, the girls flopping down before he could set up the umbrella and contently eating their ice cream. He and Shego soon joined them, both well aware that as soon as the ice cream was gone, there would be sandcastles to be built, seashells to collect, waves to be splashed in, and memories to be made. Drakken watched as Shego gleefully at the ice cream she hadn't wanted as she leaned against him. The cool breeze made the extra warmth seem barely there. He ran his fingers casually through his wives loose braid.
He looked around the beach of people in the distance and his three... soon to be four... loved ones around him. His eye fell to the blue moon ice cream his daughter ate, his mind replaying an old image of Shego in his head. Her cheerful laugh and her face framed by the moonlight.
This was not the life he'd imagined... perhaps once in his youth before his friends failed him and his life took a different turn... a little more than five years ago he hadn't even dared dream of this simple carefree living. He imagined he should be in a mountain lair overlooking his peons... not at a beach smelling salt air and the floral scent of Shego's shampoo snuggled up on his arm.
There was a tiny gasp to his right and then sniffing. He looked quickly to see Val's eyes welling with tears as her ice cream lay in the sand. He shifted to comfort her, but in a swift moment her sister's ice cream had replaced the fallen one.
"Mines better anyway," smiled Athena as Val took the offered ice cream with a sniff.
Drakken smiled at his daughters. They could battle it out worse than most adult villains, but there were always moments like this that seemed to validate how much they cared for each other. Drakken looked at Shego, who was smiling warmly at their children.
"Athena, you can have mine," smiled Shego.
"You mean ours," smirked Drakken. Shego rolled her eyes as their daughter ran around them to claim her reward.
"Thank you," grinned Athena as she took it and flopped in between Shego's outstretched leg.
Drakken leaned against the umbrella pole. His hand smoothing out his daughters hair in thought as Shego nestled further against his shoulder. He glanced around his family and again imagined the future he'd planned on having versus this one.
"Wouldn't trade this world for anything," he muttered under his breath.
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Realized I never posted this commission I got from @hummingbirdarts ! So nice to finally have a piece of my KP Babies and designs solidified outside of their face claims.
Top is Laserbeam (She/Her) and Dynamite (He/Him) Drakken, the DrakGo babies. Beamie is the older sister and very much took after her mother in doing mercenary work where she can. She also frequently interns for Jack Hench and later on in life will become the new CEO of HenchCo. Dynamite is explosive and chaotic. The self proclaimed “Evil Boy Genius and Prince of Darkness”. Expect 3 AM jam sessions frequently.
Bottom is Xiaojian Fiske (She/Her) and Alejandra “Señorita” (She/Her) Senior. Xiaojian was born to the monkey Chippy and declared Monty’s heir upon him returning from Stone. Despite her often goofy faces, she is highly refined. She also stole Punch the Monkey from the zoo and is raising him as her son. Monkey Fist does not like Punch. She is the biggest shipper of Monkey Fist and Duff Kiligan. Wishing her dad figures would just put a title on it already. Señorita was born with Bonnie as the surrogate and is her dad’s little mini me. She stays in frequent contact with Bonnie as Junior and Bonnie are still good friends. Señ is the type to find a random person crying and spend the rest of the day trying to cheer them up. Absolute Girls Girl.
Reaching for a star ✨ This one turned out christmassy and summery at the same time. Did you know that Christmas in July is a thing? Consider this my contribution 🎄
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I haven't seen the newest season of X-Men 97 because i am NOT getting a disney+ subscription, but I imagine it's pretty good. Here's a comic dedicated to Scott Summer's enfatuation with soup and Kurt's oddly cat-shaped sillouhette.
Summary: Lance and Kitty's relationship has grown and in making a decision for their future… Rogue points out a potential flaw in an otherwise joyous event.
Winter Romance
Kitty walked down the street to the Brotherhood house, it was chili, but not bad. The cool air was enough to make a cold blush across one's cheeks but not enough to make one shiver. She couldn't help but muse in her own thoughts as she looked towards the trees and overgrowth that covered the boarding house sign. Kitty had visited the old Victorian a handful of times since the unofficial truce among Brotherhood and X-Men. When she and Lance had officially started an actual relationship, they had frequented middle ground locations but over the last year or so... it had changed. It was no longer awkward or uncommon for either to visit the other's home for extended periods of time. Though typically there was driving involved rather than walking. As she was about to turn the corner and head towards the long driveway through the heavy trees to old boarding house, Lance came running up the drive with a huge smile on his face.
"Kitty," said Lance as he pulled her into a hug.
Kitty's face felt warm despite the cold as he pulled back but kept his arms around her. Lance rarely initiated any of their physical contact apart from hand holding. Sometimes she worried he was concerned with overstepping a boundary she wasn't aware of. So, on the rare occasion he did, it left her slightly flustered, especially when it came out of nowhere.
"Not complaining, but what was that?" asked Kitty. Her face felt even warmer as he one of her bangs out of her face.
"I realized how lucky I am that you're my girlfriend," he smirked, before taking a small half step back, "Sorry again, I was going to pick you up, but the jeeps out of commission- you walked?"
"It's not a big deal, it's not like the boarding house is that far from the mansion," smiled Kitty as Lance took her hand, "Besides, like, it's super nice out for winter."
"It really is," smiled Lance. His eyes lingered on hers before they began to walk down the long drive hand-in-hand.
They idly chatted as they walked and Lance seemed to be in a great mood. It wasn't like he wasn't a majority of the times they we're together, but he seemed almost giddy or nervous. She watched as his eyes kept darting around them as if looking for something as they walked to the vast backyard of his home. She followed a few of where his eyes were wandering.
"Are we looking for the rest of your crew?" whispered Kitty.
Lance gave a slightly awkward chuckle.
"Yeah, they've been rather invasive the last few days and truth be told... I actually planned for us to have a nice dinner somewhere else," sighed Lance, but he shrugged, "But if I've learned anything with these weirdos... planning is like inviting chaos."
After his eyes finished scanning, she saw his sigh of relief, and they made their way to the back porch swing.
"If they are being that bad, you could have just come to the mansion," laughed Kitty as they both sat on the swing.
Lance's arm slid over her shoulder, and she took it as an invite to snuggle up next to them as the swing began to sway slightly.
"Nah," said Lance, "Besides, I thought the invites we're rescinded?"
Kitty sighed.
"No," Kitty glared at the trees in the distance, "Scott just convinced the Professor not to invited you all over for New Years. He's just being unreasonable and was still upset about the Christmas party."
"To be fair, it's kind of reasonable," stated Lance, "While I'm not saying the Christmas tree exploding was us, there is a high possibility."
"No one's fessed up?" asked Kitty as she tilted her head to look up at him.
"No one's denied it," said Lance as he pushed them to swing a little more.
"Is this safe?" asked Kitty, as she heard the rusty chains creek.
"Hey Fred's sits on it, we're completely safe," snorted Lance.
Kitty glanced around again and noticed no noise from the house.
"Are they even here?" asked Kitty.
"No idea. They were here this morning, but they might be at the after-holiday sales," hummed Lance as pulled Kitty a little closer.
"Wonder what they could buy, they usually have the horrible stuff left over," said Kitty, Lance was very touchy today, but she didn't mind, it was nice Lance was so relaxed.
"They are probably running around in big, dumb hats and wearing cheap tinsel as boas," replied Lance. Kitty began to giggle.
"Even Wanda?" joked Kitty but Lance simply nodded making her laugh louder at the image, "I can't picture that!"
"Hey, it lets off steam," smirked Lance.
They sat there for a few seconds in content silence. Only the sound of the cool wind in the winter air and their own breathing. Lance's hand still holding hers, his thumb rubbing the back of her hand through their gloves.
"Lance, you seemed like you really wanted me to come over?" she asked. Her face flushing, "Not that I mind spending alone and secluded time with you."
His full smile was spreading again, but there was a mix of nerves in his eyes.
"Kitty, remember before there was even a truce where we talked about where we would be in five or ten years?" asked Lance as he turned his whole body to face her, "How we joked about marriage and kids-"
"Ah yes," she giggled, "Spending every other holiday with the X-Men or the Brotherhood."
"Yeah, it sounded insane," Lance snorted. There was a softness to his features, "At the time it was a joke... because it sounded crazy even the idea of either of our groups getting along, let alone a future with just us outside our different paths."
"It's crazy to think how much has changed since then," said Kitty as she thought about it.
Neither had revisited their future plans. Perhaps, she mused, they we're avoiding plans... just like Lance had said, planning tended to end in chaos in their lives. She let out a deep sigh and smiled at Lance. Wondering if this was the time they we're about to talk about it. But Lance had slid off the swing while she'd been thinking. She was about to stand up, but instead Lance knelt down in front of the swing. Kitty felt like everything had frozen around them. There was no sound, none other than Lance's voice cutting through the silence.
"Katherine Anne Pryde. I know we've never revisited the idea of what a future might look for both of us, but all I know is that I want it to be you and me together," he pulled out a small box she'd not been aware he'd been holding as he continued, "Kitty, will you marry me?"
Kitty screamed. It was involuntary and she didn't plan the reaction.
"Yes!"
Before he could continue or even open the box, she continued with her reaction and dove on him. It was meant to be a hug and a kiss, but all it did was cause them both the tumble to the ground. Their faces his each other awkwardly but she kissed him through their stumble. His arms wrapped around her as he sat them back up. Her lips finally parting from his as they both held broad grins as they looked at each other. He pulled away only slightly to open up the box he'd been holding to reveal a simple golden band with two elegant diamonds in its center. It was simple and beautiful and Kitty yanked off her glove as Lance put it on her finger. It fit perfectly and when Kitty was going to ask how he knew her size, she had a vague memory of Tabitha asking to borrow some of her jewelry and then a day later returning the rings and necklace she'd borrowed saying she didn't need them anymore. Kitty squealed again and pulled Lance back into a kiss. It was short lived at the sounds of muffled whoops and hollering made them both pull out of their kiss. They both looked up to see the Brotherhood had been clearly waiting and watching out the back kitchen window. Kitty looked at Lance and both began blushing furiously at the reality they had spectators.
"You want to go for a walk?" asked Kitty.
"Absolutely," replied Lance as they both got to their feet.
Neither hesitated to take a very long and slow walk back towards the mansion.
LATER THAT NIGHT
It was late evening and a majority of the mansion was already asleep. Rogue lay on her back starring at the ceiling debating on if she wanted to read another chapter of her book or call it a night. Though, as Kitty danced around the room humming to herself and combing her hair for far too long... the chapter seemed like a better idea rather than arguing with her roommate. With a sigh, Rogue sat up and bed and looked for a late-night snack, assuming by the jovial energy Kitty had, the lights would be on for a few more hours at least. Somewhere between enjoying some jerky that Kurt had given her and reaching for her book... the humming tone finally clicked. It sounded like a traditional wedding march song. Rogue looked at Kitty's radio, which had only been playing romantic songs. She looked Kitty over, nothing seemed different, but then she saw it as Kitty brushed her hair. Something golden and glittering in the light on her finger.
"Kitty?" asked Rogue. Trying to sound casual.
"Yes Rogue?" she asked happily in an almost sing-song voice.
"Did... Did, Lance propose?" inquired Rogue.
She saw Kitty attempt to look nonchalant before squealing and flopping on her own bed.
"Yes! Isn't it great?!" she held out her hand, "It was like, so totally romantic... until the Brotherhood started cheering from behind the door, even Wanda was there."
Rogue stared at Kitty who was admiring her ring and Rogue felt happiness for her friend but couldn't help as a smirk slid across her face.
"I'm happy for you and all... but-" chuckled Rogue, "You know what this means, right?"
Kitty sat up from where she'd been flopped on the bed and raised a brow.
"What?" her smile faltered slightly.
"As Lance is Avalanche, unofficial leader of the Brotherhood- Pietro can claim it all he wants but we all know where Lance stands in the Brotherhood. Most follow him around and bug him on a daily basis. Now that you're engaged to Lance and will eventually marry him obviously…. Thus, you are engaged to the Brotherhood and will marry the Brotherhood," stated Rogue.
"That can't be true! That's like you dating Remy- so you'd be dating Pyro and those nutjobs then," scoffed Kitty.
"Not even a close comparison," snorted Rogue as she stood up, "Remy barely belongs to any team. They don't listen to or follow him... Unlike the Brotherhood."
"Pfft, the Brotherhood barely listen to Lance," snorted Kitty as Rogue began heading out the door.
"Okay, I could be wrong," Rogue vanished through the doorway, but her voice continued, "But I don't think I am."
Kitty stared at the doorway before letting out an annoyed sigh and flopping back on her bed.
More Kim Possible art that I drew on a long train ride this past weekend! Kimron was my first ship before I even knew what shipping was, and it’s one of the few straight ships that I still like lol. Truly an iconic hetgem ✨
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