and that's what you missed on KinnPorsche! KinnPorsche + Glee quotes [4/?]

Well, the Super Mario movie was a tad more tonally dark than most other animated movies for kids. I mean right out of the gate Bowser is right out there intending to kill people, screaming with rage and glee at the idea of murdering a guy's brother right before his eyes just because he's jealous and insecure. If anything I think Mike Fogel said that in earlier drafts Bowser was somehow even more mean. Not sure how they could have done that while keeping the PG rating because he was already pushing the limits of villainous cruelty.

Im just taking some creative liberties with this lol. If this stayed in the tone of the film, KP wouldn't have gotten his foot cut (or chopped off lol) or the hot coal shoved into his mouth. They most he would have gotten was a light strangling or shaking with penguin noises (maybe a squeaky toy sfx for comedic relief)

Look Don't Leap 👍

looking at the power dynamics of the story again but if the lead is a woman 👍👍

ohhhh, they're both bi. fem!Kinn bi!KP 👍👍👍

thank you!

(and if you were to write a continuation of when she stops looking and starts leaping, there would be no complaints here.)

ahhh i'm glad you liked the drabble!

i was actually fairly nervous about posting it because i knew how it was going to get painted by people who didn't read it. i'm someone who takes a more blurry view on gender and sexuality as a whole and feels that it's not something that's easy to quantify. attraction works in mysterious ways, basically. i knew people were going to look at it and go, "ew, she's making the lesbian straight." no. i'm making the bi woman bi.

one of the big reasons i went ahead and posted it is that i feel a lot of kinship with the bisexual community as an asexual. i don't talk about my sexuality much over here, mostly because i was active on tumblr during the ace discourse era. it was a really horrible time to be figuring out your sexuality, in amongst all this rabid, awful talk from members of a community that should have been supporting us and amplifying our voices. so i know how hard it can be when discussions of your own sexuality and experience get hammered into a box labelled "actually homophobic actually" by radicals in the community. and it's something i see happening with bi people, too. when "straight" people figure out they're bi, it's celebrated. when "gay" people figure out they're actually bi, it's seen as a downgrade. it's nasty and i don't want any part of it.

i do want to state that i am aware of the tropes that people may feel this fic invokes. i am aware of the "curing the lesbian" angle. i hate it too. i hope that's not what the fic is, at all. but if that trope's looming shadow is going to ruin the fic for you, i encourage you not to read it. but ship and let ship applies to all kinds of fic.

and lastly the final reason i posted it is that i cut my teeth in the glee fandom. so i guess i'm not scared of a little fandom wank.

SOME conspiracies are kinda fun but i really think it spiraled from some genuine concern about her disapperance to some kind of glee? about the horrors of the royal family, like people are morbid about this

like KP handled it horrifically but i'd ratger much believe she had some kind of intesive surgery/health issue and she's still recovering than death, DV or fucking murder jesus

you are correct. i'm combating this by starting my own conspiracy that niall is desperately pathetically in love with taylor and she keeps paying him dust because he's too short

Check the Name - a Kim Possible fanfic

“Besides, I am an evil genius, I can work out the — what are you doing?”

Without a word, Kim input a password that immediately opened the door. Drakken’s jaw dropped as she rested her knuckles against her hips. “Coco Moo?” she chided.

Drakken bit his tongue and walked into the next room, grumbling all the kids-these-days and why-I-oughttas. Kim strutted into the room to find it nearly empty, the dusty cavern only home to a refrigerator and a rusty Li’l Diablos toy, left over from the invasion one year back.

“Surprised?” Drakken asked with glee, immediately heading to the fridge.

“Not really, I figured this would be the last one,” Kim sighed. “You really should of given this back to Global Justice.”

“Along with my other toys?” he smirked.

“Fair enough,” she shot back.

“I really don’t see the point of all this.” Dr. Drakken grumbled as he lead Kimberly Ann Possible down the cobwebb lined hallways to one of his many defunct lairs.  Not braving to make eye contact with the girl, he insisted on throwing his deep villainous voice down the halls. He may not have rolled with the baddies anymore, but that didn’t mean he needed to be nice to the gal who strong-armed that transition into him.  “You’ve proven many times over to me Kimberly Ann that you really are all that.” “Uh huh, tell me more about myself,” Kim grinned sharply, dressed in a tight black tank-top and gray cargo shorts, hair tied back into a ponytail, bangs pinned back.  Her well-toned arms glistened with far more sweat than Brick Flagg ever gathered from playing football. To reach the bad doctor’s lair, Kim opted to scale the entire cliff face without any assistant from volunteer drivers or even Wade’s ahead-of-its-time equipment.  This visit was off-the-books from Team Possible, so she needed it to be lowkey as possible, and of course she was never one to scoff at a challenge. “Ugh,” Drakken rolled his eyes, voice raising into a shrill register that had previously been reserved only for Shego. “Your generation is so self-obsessed.  It’s just me! me! me! all the time.” “Yep, sounds about right,” Kim sighed.  The first few times they engaged in the art of long-form banter, she quickly understood why Shego had stuck by ol’ Drew Lipsky’s side for so long; it was fun to get a rise out of him.  But then after some time, it became draining and she understood why she vanished without a trace after the Lowardian Invasion. “Why back in my day,” Drakken gestured towards himself, still not looking back to Kim, which was good because she was checking her messages on the Kimmunicator.  One from Ron and one from Wade. Ron [8:42PM] Hey, KP.  It’s pretty late, you planning on turning in tonight?  

Wade [5:18PM] Kim, you know how I feel about you going off the grid like this.   “Ooooooh, you’re on your phone now?!” Drakken snapped, tired eyes finally falling onto her.  He plucked the Kimmunicator from her hands and dropped it into his lab-coat. “Not on my time Possible.” She smirked.  It was for the best, and he knew that as much as she did.  “So how was the memoir writing today?” Drakken’s sneer fluttered into an excitable grin.  “Ooh! Today I was hot!  I did a whole chapter on the time I used Time Travel to become The Supreme One and take over the world!” “Yeah — pretty sure that never happened.” Drakken waved his finger in the air, stopping right before a three foot thick steel door, “Nyaaah!  You wouldn’t remember — it was time travel after all”  He crossed his arms defiantly. “Riiiiight,” Kim drawled, strutting past Drakken and over to the console. “Besides, I am an evil genius, I can work out the — what are you doing?” Without a word, Kim input a password that immediately opened the door.  Drakken’s jaw dropped as she rested her knuckles against her hips. “Coco Moo?” she chided. Drakken bit his tongue and walked into the next room, grumbling all the kids-these-days and why-I-oughttas.  Kim strutted into the room to find it nearly empty, the dusty cavern only home to a refrigerator and a rusty Li’l Diablos toy, left over from the invasion one year back.   “Surprised?” Drakken asked with glee, immediately heading to the fridge. “Not really, I figured this would be the last one,” Kim sighed.  “You really should of given this back to Global Justice.” “Along with my other toys?” he smirked. “Fair enough,” she shot back. This had been going on for a month now.  The week before was an entire army of Bebe-Bots.  The week before that was a surprisingly effective combination of the Ron-Man muscle ring, his world saving plant cocotion, Brainwashing Shampoo, and the Attitudinator.  And the week before that was the Pans-Dimensional-Vortex-Inducer which Drakken couldn’t figure out how to work it so Kim ended up just ghostwriting a chapter of It was a Tuesday.... Aside from those, every other outsourced invention had been returned to its original owner.  The handful of original Drakken-opuses were donated to Global Justice.  It was part of his deal with GJ to stay out of prison. Kim, being GJ’s summer intern, was tasked with weekly check-ins to make sure the Bad Doctor was holding to his word. “Go ahead, knock yourself out,” Drakken smirked, immediately diving to rummage through the fridge. The little yellow eyes of the toy glowed and within seconds Kim went from needing to squint to stepping out of the monstrosity’s shadow.  The Diablos quickly raised its claw and fired off a laser at Kim. Grinning, Kim vaulted backwards just in time to watch the green light smash bits of cement across the room. “It is set to non-lethal, right?” Kim raised an eyebrow. “Ooooh,” Drakken practically fluttered, despite the loose flap of swiss cheese in his mouth and the tightly lidded pickle jar nearly slipping out of his grip. “Guy tries to take over the world for three years and you still can’t let it go!” “Sure,” Kim drawled, somersaulting away from another beam.  “Well call me over if you need help with Operation Gherkin over there.” “Ooh!  The mouth on you!” A lot had changed in the past month, so it was relaxing to have some familiarity locked in with someone. Her muscles pulled taut as she flipped around the room, only able to navigate the perimeter.  Had Ron been at her side, this would have been an easy takedown, but he wasn’t there; she needed him not to be.

“You really think I’m ready KP?” Kim entered the bedroom expecting to see Ron tapped out for the night, but instead found him still in street clothes, sitting on the bedside.  “I mean, I’ve gone solo before, but this is — ” he rubbed his wrist. “ — different.”  “Of course you are, Ron.  You’ve always been ready,” she grinned, squeezing his hand and she could feel the immediate release of tension.    Ron rubbed the back of his neck.  “It’s just kind of a bummer that — ya know — me fulfilling my potential and everything also means —”  “Trust me, I know.”

Kim’s body roared for relief as she vaulted away from beam after beam, but to stop would mean getting nailed by the scathing energy and this bot was showing no signs of stopping, which meant she couldn’t either. But to evade every blast was realistically going to wear her out.  She was only human. Unlike her Mystical Monkey Power Master boyfriend, and if Ron was there in her place, the battle would be over in seconds.  Kim grimaced, knowing that the only way to get out of this was to let go of her fear and learn a harsh lesson in how to take a hit. Kim ducked inward, bee-lining for the center where the Li’l Diablos soullessly stared back at her.  She saw the green glow ignite on the claw and leapt into the air, just in time for the laser to nail her in the back.   Her chest heaved as her hands braced herself for impact with the floor.  She flipped her hair out of her eyes and darted ahead, finally able to slip past the fire of the Diablos. As it lowered its claw to line up the best shot, Kim was just skimming ahead. She nearly collapsed from exhaustion when she reached the leg of the Diablos, leaning against the steel for support. The robot twisted in a circle, cannon pointed down as she danced with its movements, again staying out of range.  Finally, she could think straight. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, briefly acknowledging the searing pain in her back.  She was so not looking forward to having to clean up the wounds later.  Wounds that would need to be kept private from Ron. “Hey Drakken!” Kim cried out, “What?” he snapped, pickle jar still wedged between his arm, an almost finished sandwich dangling from his mouth.   “Hold that pose,” Kim smirked, kicking off one of her combat boots.   Drakken raised an eyebrow as he tried to put two and two together, but by the time he figured it out, Kim’s plan was already in motion.  Carefully lining up the shot, Kim tossed her boot into the air and the Li’l Diablos’s cannon swung up and fired a beam, incinerating the poor shoe.   But the beam showed no signs of stopping and flew across the room, striking the lid of Drakken’s pickle jar, and bounced back, destroying the cannon in one earth shattering kaboom. She let out a very tangible sigh of relief; strategy like that before was only something that came out of Ron’s buffoonery, but now she was doing it in her own little solo act. And with that the game was finally on. She didn’t want to let her nerves get her so with nary a thought, she rolled out from under the robot, turning on her heel and flipped backwards, just barely avoiding a quick swing from the now smoking Diablos. She landed with her feet firmly planted, teeth ground so tightly together that she needed to remember to loosen her jaw, or she’d wake up the next day with a head ache. Drakken leaned back against the fridge, forgoing the pickles, because he was about to see quite the show. Kim pounced forward, ducking below another swing, and then flipped into the air, successfully landing on the Diablos’ arm in a move that by the way — won the cheer regionals.  Rearing back, she wrapped her gloved hands firmly around the steel lining as it attempted to throw her off, and in a brief lapse from the bot, she launched herself once again into the air and onto the helm. Briefly, this was a victorious moment but then she remembered that she actually had no idea how she was going to take this thing down.  Unlike before, there was no big radio tower to destroy which meant — She cringed. Looking down, she saw a tiny hole at the top of the helm that was the size of say — a naked mole rat.  But without any weapons, her best bet at the moment was to maybe aggressively shove a hair tie down there, but that was dumb. “It is this, right?” she asked Drakken with a dumbfounded expression.  He nodded back solemnly. “Well, happy birthday to — ” Before she could finish, the Diablos managed to wriggle her off the top and while she was still mid-air, before she could have the dignity of ground level, the robot whirled around and spiked her straight into the cement. The claw ripped into her already scorched back and she tumbled against the floor, elbow arched dangerously over her shoulder as she glared up.  She could feel the sting of blood seeping through her tank top and knew that she would need to construct quite a tale to explain this injury away to Ron, and he had already been surprisingly skeptical. She leered up at this monstrosity towering over her and easily imagined Drakken reaching for the remote to end the fight. “Don’t you dare,” she shouted in a steady voice. “You — Kimberly Ann — I wasn’t thinking!” he sputtered, “You can’t beat this thing on your own — it’s impossible!” “Yeah?” Kim grinned.  “Well check the name.” She could do anything; it was her tagline, and while it was an exaggeration far from the truth, it made her feel sick to her stomach to pale before the mission. The Diablos didn’t hesitate in stabbing straight ahead, Kim narrowly avoiding the jab by stumbling to the side.  Before the claw retracted, she leapt forward and grabbed onto the claw and once again found herself on top the bot.  She couldn’t give up now; no way no how. And she leaped off the claw and over to the still smoldering cannon, and reaching her hands into the ashy mess and before long, she found herself pulling HARD on a rusted pole that was left sticking out of the bot.  Fortunately, the pole held her down as the robot rampaged around the room. She let up on her pull and focused more on her little rodeo show. Because to do anything else would kill her probably. She needed to see Ron that night.  Yes, she was really, really late, but she couldn’t just not see his face.  This was for him. For them really. Warhok was going to mount her as a trophy.  She could have failed the entire world, but fortunately that was the same moment Ron stepped up his game.  Warhok tossed her aside like a rag-doll, eager for an actual challenge she couldn’t provide. Yes, she had saved Ron’s life many times before and he was so due for one, but that didn’t make this any easier. She really hoped he would understand, and in a one second long lapse of swinging from the Diablo, the pain crawled back in fast, and she pounced one final time back to the top of the robot and with perfect precision, she jammed that pole down that stupid robot’s Empire styled thermal exhaust port. She could audibly hear the behemoth shutting down before it collapsed onto the ground below.  Body now screaming for a hot bath and some tender self-care, she was once again leaning against the pole, this time unable to stand. “Wow, that was pretty good I gotta say, Doc,” Kim heaved but Drakken didn’t seem impressed.  If anything, he looked more nervous than anything. Kim narrowed her eyes. “Don’t tell me there’s mor—” And then her head was sent throbbing by a very well-aimed kicked to her temple.  Somehow a foot had slipped through that tiny hole, knocked away the pole, and connected with her face.  She rocked backwards and fell off the bot and flat on her back to find herself staring up at the ominous figure of the alleged pilot of the Diablo — “Hello Kim,” he said in his crisp preppy voice.  “You remember me right? Your boyfriend? Eric?” Kim’s eyes immediately dug deep into Drakken’s soul.  “No, sorry, I’d rather call you Synthrone 901,” she said more to the room than anyone in it.  “Also what? He was alive?” “I — uh — ” Drakken had to put his sandwich down for this.  “Reinvented him? Thought it’d be good for your fighter’s spirit?  Heh?” Kim rolled her eyes from the bad doctor over to Eric.  “Yeah, I’m surprised you didn’t do it earlier,” she admitted.  “Good plot, Doc.” Eric dropped down to the floor, arms raised and ready to brawl.  “So you’re dating that loser now, huh?” “Yeah.  He actually saved the world.” Eric’s eyes widened in surprise and he looked over to Drakken for confirmation, but before he could — “Your dad saved the world too,” Kim’s smile nearly cracked her face in two and Eric shook his head and as Drakken tried to object, he got sentenced with a deathly Talk to the hand, a childish move that would’ve made anyone shake their hand in second-hand embarrassment.  Anyone but Drew Lipsky. You know what they say though: like father like son. “So Kim, you’re fighting old enemies to make up for your humiliating defeat at the hands of the Lowardians?” Eric cocked his head. “Interesting.” “No, I’m doing it for me,” she growled, leaning back on her heel.  “And I could say the same for you.” Eric’s brow furrowed and she wondered how on earth she could have ever been attracted to this scumbag.  “Yes, I guess I am,” his voice was ice cold. “But I didn’t want this. I’m not real, I don’t feel desire towards — anyone really.  Says a lot about you though. About what depths you’ll sink to.” Kim grimaced. “You fell for me hook, line, and sinker,” Eric’s pretty boy allure became distorted in the building rage lines on his contorted face, like Dorian Gray finally morphing into his his horrific portrait.  “And then, so broken hearted by little ol’ me, you rebound to that loser and now you’re torturing him with our lies.” Kim screamed and despite her burning joints, somersaulted towards Eric and crashed both fists right his big dumb charming head.  He doubled back and looked up to her with a deathly glint in those black eyes and just like he had done to Ron that night one year ago, he twisted his skull back into shape. “Oh you don’t have a chance against me Kim, not like this,” and he grabbed the pole Kim used to shut down the Diablos, and slammed into her jaw, sending her crumpling to the floor.  She wiped the blood from her mouth and stood tall before him. “I will stop you,” but she wasn’t so sure about that yet.  No tools, her only weapons her body, but her flesh was blunt and no good against a Synthodrone.  “Drakken, I think you overdid this one a little.” “Overcompensating more like it,” Eric’s brilliant teeth.  “He’s been so mad about his complete failure to kill you that — ” “Not kill!  I’d never!” Drakken declared.  “I just didn’t think — ” “You didn’t.  And now a broken Kim Possible needs to take me on or die.  You scared?” His high voice was once endearing, but in this moment it was the stuff of nightmares.  Eric was one of her most ruthless enemies yet; he had no compassion for human life and was fully willing to get inside Kim Possible’s little high school head and — break her. “No.” Kim snarked and spun on her heel, swinging a punch at Eric’s head, cracking his cranium so hard that it doubled over his neck, and with it came the same disturbing retraction as his body contorted back into shape.  He swung his leg clean into her job, sending her spiraling away. He then lunged forward, gripped her by the underarms, and ran his knee into her back. “You thought you were all that Kim Possible,” he hissed.  “But you’re not not!” “You even talk like him,” Kim groaned through the pain, trying to wrench herself away from Eric, her footwork throwing the two into a sort of dance; much like Prom.  The boy had so few memories to him, it made sense that he was so eerily close to rekindling that old passion. Her knees felt weak. “Do you think what you’re doing is healthy, Kim?” Eric chided, kicking her in the back, sending her face-first into the floor.  Before she could response, he crunched his foot against her spine, holding her firmly into the dust. “You’ve been upstaged by a buffoon — face it.  The world doesn’t need you anymore.” Kim looked over to Drakken; he hadn’t even touched his ham and cheese sandwich he was so concerned. “You must have such an ego to do all this just to hold the spotlight on you a little longer,” Eric chortled, lips just touching her ear.  She could smell the stench of his inner syntho-goo. “Why not just give up? Face the facts. You did your part to save the world; you created Ron Stoppable.” Her face flushed with both shame and rage.  It had been so easy to zero her ego when working along someone like Ron, a humble guy who longed for the simple things in life.  But now that he was a titan everyone was running scared from? Her foot twisted from Eric’s hold and nailed him in the chin.  She rolled out from under him, and flipped off the floor and back to her feet.  Eric looked back up to her with the same cocky expression, slowly rising back up. “You can’t stop me, Kim,” Eric laughed. “You’ll never stop anyone again.” And before she could strategize, he charged at her again in an onslaught that only pushed her back and drained more of her energy.  Meanwhile, he showed no signs of stopping. If Ron were there, he would work some monkey magic and plow his fist so hard into Eric that it would break that stupid suit, and with his hand plugged into the monster’s torso, he would ignite his magic and burn away all the Syntho-Goo.  It’d be over in seconds. Even Rufus would fair better than Kim.  He would just bite into the man once and he would be ruined. But Kim didn’t have magic or any of it.  She only had her body, her wits, and her will.  And nowadays, all that mattered was her will to keep going, to never give up. Kim didn’t tell Ron because she couldn’t stomach the failure, but it wasn’t her decision to split Team Possible and to send Ron on solo missions of a higher scale.

“Kim, we’re worried about you,” Betty Director said after one particularly rough outing in the Middle East.  “You come back to us every time in serious need of hospitalization.”  Kim looked at her blood-soaked abdomen she had hid from Ron long enough to get back to HQ. “I know.”  “We’re going to have to separate you two,” Betty looked away.  “I know that hurts, but you can’t keep up with him, and it’s holding him back.”  Kim knew she was right and she choked back tears.  When her eyes opened, she saw Betty looking right at her, hand resting on her knee.    “He’s not your distraction any more than you are his muscle.  Things change.”

And from then on, Ron was sent off on secret missions Kim couldn’t even know about, whereas she kept working against the usual baddies like Motor Ed, Dementor, and Duff Killigan.  But the fun that went into those battles was gone and it felt more like she was going through the motions than anything else. Kim growled and wrapped her legs around Eric’s waist, grabbing his head again and twisting it so hard that once again his neck snapped.  As his arms tried to tear her off him, she kept twisting the head until the neck was thin enough to fit into her palm of her hand. She gnashed her teeth in delight as his smooth skin twisted and knotting under her rough fingers.  She pressed tightly, draining the syntho-goo from his head and pushing it past the knot. Not pleasant to look at, but it let her drag his writhing hand up to the rope-like appendage she molded his head into, and in one swoop, she knotted the two together and let go of him. Eric roared, trying to untie himself but to no avail.  He couldn’t see anything with his head bent so uncomfortably behind him.  She watched, goosebumps sizzling over her body, as his chest and lower body ballooned with the new flow of syntho-go. “I’m going to kill you, Kim,” he said in a cold voice. “No.  You won’t.” And she drove her foot into the chest, into this influx of goo, and because of the fluctuating pressure in his body, she popped him.  A massive hole ripped into his chest and he moaned as he hobbled towards her before collapsing on the floor just like he did one year ago. It was silent for some time. “Wow,” Drakken finally let out, shoving the sandwich into his mouth.   “Thanks, Doc,” Kim sighed, walking up to Drakken and unexpectedly giving him a hug.  “You know, I was really worried about your memoir. But you’re pretty good with dialog.” Drakken raised an eyebrow.   Kim smiled.  “C’mon, you’re not going to try to convince me that you didn’t write what Eric just said, yeah?” Drakken rolled his eyes, but she saw a purple hue come into his high cheekbones.  “Yeah, I — I thought it’d be good for you to hear that.” “It was,” although she didn’t want to admit that.  “Guess it’s good he was the last one, huh?”

Drakken couldn’t think of anything to say so he just nodded.   Kim couldn’t think of anything either, so instead she pulled the butter knife out from the mayonnaise jar and chopped Drakken’s beefy sandwich in two. “Hey!  That’s mine!” Drakken sobbed. Kim gave him a stern look. “Drew you eat this whole thing and you’re going to start looking like DNAmy.” “What? With the gorilla hands?” he smirked. Kim rolled her eyes and reached for the pickle jar and ended Operation Gherkin with one flick of the wrist.  She tossed the scorched lid to the floor and smacked some pickles onto her sandwich. Drakken could barely speak.   “Thanks,” Kim said without making eye contact. “I can’t believe I’m saying this to you but — ” She froze, trying to rearrange the words so they wouldn’t too mushy for her former nemesis. “Kimberly Ann,” Drakken decreed, setting the sandwich down.  “You’re like a daughter to me. You don’t have to say it.” “Thanks,” she quickly snipped before biting the sandwich. “I hate to admit to being a snoop but I looked at your beep-mes — ” Drakken started. “ — text messages,” Kim corrected softly. “Mm — that’s such a literal name for them, you kids have no imagination,” he frowned. “But I saw the text message from whatshisname and wanted to let you know that they’re letting me keep the hovercraft if you want a ride back home so you can see him tonight.” Kim had to stop her automatic refusal so she could listen to her body.   She hadn’t been this tired since her under-aged self pushed a very little girl to the limits to start up Team Possible.  She looked up to Drakken with a wry smile. “I have an idea.” Drakken blinked.  “Kimberly Ann — haven’t you — ” She pressed a finger to his lips.  “After I finish my internship, I want to break ties with GJ.  I like freelancing more. It’s not going to be a popular decision, but it’s happening and — we might lose some contacts.” Drakken didn’t quite understand. “Which is bad because our operation has expanded and — uh,” Kim cocked her head. “Wade’s gonna need some help to keep up with everything.” “Ooooooooooh,” Drakken leaned back. “Are you sure?” “Yeah!  I want your imagination,” Kim smiled and for the first time ever, Drakken noticed the lines in her face and how human she was.  Her cheeks were straining to keep that smile afloat, otherwise she’d cry.  “Deal,” Drakken shook Kim’s hand and then dove into the pickle jar. “Spankin’!” Kim chimed and chowed down on her sandwich.   When they both wiped the mustard stains from their lips, Kim locked eyes with the bad doctor once again.   “And as your first task with Team Possible, I would love for you to escort me home.  Please and thank you.”

The way I screamed when I saw the email! Know you’ve been through so much to get here - all the virtual hugs for you, Izzy.

Waited until I had some free time to really savour this chapter and I now need another weekend to recover.

Ooft! This was so, soooo good. Kinn is a baby in love and I love him for that. Thank you for this gorgeous insight into his mind. Want to hug him so much. And I love the way you mix in the PW story beautifully. I love it! The gala scene was worth the wait too. Just so tense. So gooood!

Can’t wait to see what happens next. Just know that when it’s ready, chapter 11 will make me equally unhinged!

Ahhh tysm bug! (And fun fact: I let out a very soft scream when I hit the post button for the new chapter lmao. I couldn't believe I was done with it!)

Kinn is so very babie and such a huge asshole at the same time, I'd blow up Neptune for him actually 😭 But I'm so happy you liked the chapter (even the gala scene, my beloathed) and the Glee-style mashup of KP and PW going on lol

Ngl chapter 11 makes me feel a little unhinged writing it so do with that what you will 🙃

Have you ever been slighted by a fandom? Was there something you were watching and thought 'No! Bad fandom! Don't do that!'

Oh goodness yes!

I can honestly say I'm pretty sure majority of people having some way inside by a fandom or personally attacked by one. I could go into very long details about anything from the OG airing of KP to the fandom that was Glee etc.

But at the most I want to say the most recent one was probably Disney's Encanto.

Like when I tell you I was super stoked about that movie and love the fandom for like a week before things got really weird awkward and horrid and there was a lot of like War but there was also a lot of very inappropriate things really fast for what was a beautiful family film. I've never been so excited to enter fandom and such a hurry to run the heck out of one before and that is saying something cuz I have stuck around some really sticky messed up fandoms for very long time and just accepted it.

But the turn was fast and I was out.

If Kim possible was taken more seriously it wouldn’t be Kim possible.

It would be something more along the lines of Buffy the vampire slayer, kim gets is inspirations from that show after all.

There’s a very good post that breaks down Kim’s possible genre and why it wouldn’t work if it became a more mature iteration of the story.

yes! i can't find the meta the person wrote about it anymore to link again, but it was outstanding. they reference multiple shows and how Kim can't be anything but what she is, or the show doesn't work. really amazing meta.

i think with the adult generations loving it, which is fine, but trying to transform it into something it isn't to suit their desires....we lose track of the fact that it's a kids' cartoon designed for kids. why doesn't it go too deeply into teenage high school stuff, like...boy meets' world does, as an example? cuz it's a KIDS' show. not a teen show. not an adult show. it's a kids' show. and as i said, adults can love it, and we can do whatever we want in fanfiction, by all means.

fandom culture has shifted in many fandoms to a place where...instead of just writing and enjoying fic, we now also write meta and commentary and...try to convince people that there is a way that certain media should be perceived. folks try to say, "this interpretation is the only interpretation," and get upset when you don't comply. and when you're used to culture being that way....it's easy to take part and not just...exist the way fandom used to be.

where we consumed fan creations that we enjoyed, and ignored those we didn't. didn't think we had the right to say someone else's creation was right or wrong.

it's the way of media, too. someone told me that Glee is what started it, i saw it myself in Sherlock... but people now think they get to tell TV/filmmakers what the content of the show/film should be. no???? either you like or don't like a thing. end of story. we gotta get out of this....entitled approach to media. (and life.)

sorry that wasn't about KP, just a rant... but yeah. if Kim isn't who she is onscreen, the show falls apart. wish i could find that meta to link back to. i looked everywhere. pretty sure Sharper reblogged it at some point recently.

tagged by the lovely @smittenskitten

8 Shows To Get To Know Me:

fuck okay lemme break this down and y’all can’t fucking judge me for NOTHING

Glee

*fucking sigh* 

LOOK I’m not happy about this shit either but if we gotta be real I’ma be real and say yeah, I was a gleek (god saying that makes me wanna die, a piece of my soul shriveled fuck) when I was in high school it was a time okay I’m putting it on the list because glee was the reason I even logged on tumblr for the first time glee was one of those shows that was extremely formative to my fandom experience and fandom development during those late teen years. My original tumblr blog was dedicated to glee and eventually to manga/anime/comics and then I dipped for a bit and came back to tumblr blah blah blah glee was the start of my tumblr experience but also was the first time I ever actively engaged in a ship war (Which was STUPID i was so STUPID) like before I was a lurker but glee was the first show I openly participated in fandom 

and it’s a dumb show, it’s a bad show, it has some shining moments but lordly it was a mess and I was so invested in Britanna and Klaine at the beginning but by the end I was like they should NOT be together and honestly proud of myself for that it showed ~growth~ I also dropped the show idk mid-s4? Glee was the show that made me learn to drop things and not get caught up in sunk cost fallacy, if you’re not happy watching something, drop it. 

Inu-yasha

THIS FUCKING SHOW this show was my first taste of any fandom ever I was still in elementary school and honestly way to young to be watching this shit but my GOD did I eat this shit up like nom nom nom it was so good hit all the fantasy action points it basically created the template for what I like in media: romance, action, adventure, friendships, fantasy 

I can still hear that adult swim commercial for the series in my head, one of the original memes (also screw kikyo still can’t stand her ass)

Yugioh

LISTEN this is a comfort show I love it to pieces Yugioh the abridged series is a fucking masterpiece I’ve rewatched this show so many times b/c it’s just fucking fun it makes NO SENSE why are they all so serious about ~children’s card games~ why does no one go to school why does grandpa have a god damn stroke after losing one card game why does joey sound like that it’s hilarious the shadow realm gaslit an entire generation of children I love every second of it 

RUN BTS

uuuuuh, is this cheating? fuck it I don’t care, you can’t control my shit as they say idk I love BTS I love their run episodes when I want to relax, chill and not think and laugh for a bit I throw the tomato song one on lol the memes that come out of every episode are worth it for that alone

Kinnporsche 

okay here’s what y’all came here to see lmao Kinnporsche really grabbed my ass and slapped it like wtf I wasn’t expecting to get so invested in this show tbh b/c like I started watching BLs again but the ones I had watched from Thailand hadn’t GRABBED me they all ranged at the time from okay but wouldn’t watch again (Until We Meet Again, 1000 Stars) to boring-dropped it (Fish Upon a Sky, 2gether, Lovely Writer) the ones I had liked were mostly Korean and Taiwanese offerings (HiStory Trapped, Love is Science, We Best Love (seasons 1 AND 2 fight me), Be Loved: In House, You Make Me Dance, the one Korean assassin one). 

So like, I saw the trailer for KP and was like, oh that looks different and interesting from other Thai BL and then I saw it was canceled and was confuse. Then I saw it was un-cancelled and was MORE confused I was like is this show coming out or nah? But it was and I was like, sure why not? And I had just restarted using tumblr again and then the show started and the first episode HIT SO HARD and I was like “omg actual cinematography, actual camera framing, actual directing, actual locations, actual physical movement of the cast and the story, a larger story at play, COSTUMES” bitch I was hooked and I’m probably bias but KP is still the best conceptually executed Thai BL imo like sometimes I see posts about the cinematography of other Thai BL and it’s just pictures of two chars standing in a mid-lit room and I’m just like, god I’m a snobby ass bitch lemme leave lol 

KP isn’t perfect, there are issues with the plot at times, but like, there’s issues with the plot! Not the sound (rip LITA I still love you), or the lighting, or the editing, or the direction. The secondary cast actually feels like a cast rather than extras to fill out the cast or pad for time there’s like next to no filler in the show which is such a rarity (imo) for Thai BL. 

Love Between Devil and Fairy 

To me this show was peak fantasy epic romance I just love it to pieces, the costumes are to die for I wish America made more epic romances like this that really embrace fantasy, romance, and action one thing I really love about C-Dramas is they embrace romance with a certain sincerity that is missing from American dramas and I think it’s a shame 

I’m cheating that’s all I got in me I don’t watch a ton of TV shows and the ones I do I’m picky about so it’s hard to pick like a top anything lol but I think these ones describe me pretty well so

Congrats on having 1000 works on Ao3! I should say that I entered at least two fandoms just to fully enjoy your writing and I never regretted it - KP and TGCF - though I think you'd be prouder that you made me feel a LOT for the Yi City trio that, until you wrote about them, were in a kinda not-that-interested for me in MDZS.

thank you! I am also delighted by the other two (even though...have I written anything for TGCF actually or just thought about it a lot and have a lot of feelings?) but I will admit to a special glee that I take from convincing people that no, really, yi city arc matters so much

they're just very important to me. sometimes in MDZS/CQL fandom I feel a little like I'm going through the world clutching at strangers' lapels, wild-eyed, and going no, listen, listen to me, you don't understand while they attempt to politely extract themselves from my grasp. I know that there is a sizable yi city focused community and boy do I love you guys but every so often...

and that's what you missed on KinnPorsche! KinnPorsche + Glee quotes [2/?]

9th reference post! Someone stop me.

(sorry if I reblog, it's only to keep from losing this to the sands of time! Also anyone's free to reblog or save this as is the mode on Tumblr Dot Com. Links go to my blog because it's the best, easy way I have to make sure I don't lose posts to deletion.)

General

Mad macaron scientists

You look like one of those murdered British boys video

Write to your local newspaper

Zelda Horsequest

Just act gay until someone decides to call u out for it (see notes)

Netflix "omw" callout post

Harvesting cinnamon video

Baby Zuko Mobile Ad

On Chekhov's Gun

Anti-racism means anti-capitalism quote

How did Tony the tiger die were-ralph post

Steps to decolonization

JK Rowling TERF store

In-denial gay moodboard.

Don't make it harder for bigots to change their minds

The worst thing I've done to a group of human beings

Butt hair trans ally iconic post

Prosthetic leg got stuck douyin

Pink lemon pussy iconic post

How technological advancement happens

Watsonian vs. Doylist

Cat twine pole

Yankee doodle origins gucci

Grocery store thieves cake for coworker

Ursula k. Le Guin quotes

The minions are immortal

Lady Gagita

Fairy Tail women are sexist analysis post

Paul Revere glider video

Hoe union aita

Scooby Doo was going to be R-Rated (the movie)

Video sword swing technique analysis

Nikki asexual moodboard

Good and iconic SpongeBob gags compilation

Boris Johnson redecorations

Crazy D&D Campaign

She wears short skirts I have feelers comic

Wish fulfillment P&P

Emergency service link video

Bet you're wondering how I got here monkey post

Batman pussy post

Sexyback but it reverbs in a sewer

Tumblore guys can't have consecutive orgasms post

Chicxulub Meteor UPDATED VERSION post

Chicxulub 2nd post

Static dog gif and tags

Average woman is three times smaller than the average man

Wage theft vs. Other Kinds of Theft

Inflation cowboy tiktok

Espooky Lesbians tiktok

Veganism fallacies post

Crazy Dion Diamond sit-ins and history

Tumblr store crabs tumblore post

Online entitlement collection

C-SPAN Irish guy takedown landlords

Kaitlin Bennett "shithead"

Douglas Henderson KP-G extinction event art

What angels might be like

Tiktok terrifying when my dog opens a door

Kung Fu Panda Customer Service Take

It's NOT all over

Wallstanding guy siren tiktok

Original spiders georg post

2000 election Florida

JFK American Futurism Post

These words are said with an astounding degree of confidence world heritage post

Cats divorce

Capitalism running to and running from

Trope vs. cliche vs. motif vs. archetype

Ancient kids played in giant sloth footprints

Car dependency

Gollum's loincloth

Custody Dance Tiktok

Personal

Dragon Cry Tits

This country claims to be democratic SCOTUS screenshot

Inscrutable genderbending message

What the fuck is the post+ store

Who forgot isle of dreams mp3

"be alright" is funny

The "recommended posts" feature is fucked up

The figureskating dream

Issue with how writers accept criticism

The only fight that's won is the one that isn't had fight scenes

On "yeah sure I'll reblog that"

Mantit onion

Stillhouse Lake series rec

On my pronouns

Fairy Tail's self-inserts & fantasies

Zelda wind waker ladder

Lisanna elfman scene funny

Justin Bieber song loop

Blurred lines tumblore

Glee movie ask

Another historical perfectionism nuance post

Tumblr is half male half female

Seeing random hentai nipples

Jurassic Park Shoulders of Giants Quote

SOS Jonas Brothers

Erza Scarlet Drag King

Fatphobia and putting the onus on the oppressed

Chapter 12 of Roneo and Kimliet

Chapter 12

(Friday, Feb. 9, 2006, 3:45pm)

"Well, I'm glad that's overwith!" Kim exclaimed, stretching her arms as she, Ron, and Monique all exited Middleton High one last time this week. While Kim and Monique were in their signature baggy Club Banana dark-denim overalls with both straps hooked with yellow and pink croptops respectively, Ron was in his usual outfit.

"Another school week of toil in the books!" Ron exclaimed, "I cannot suffer through another quiz boring 19th-century book by some long-dead obscure author in English Lit anymore!"

"You thinkin' what I'm thinkin' you two after a lot of tests?" Monique asked.

Both Kim and Ron replied, "Bueno Nacho!"

"OTN! On the nose!" Monique exclaimed with her famed Monique-speak. She got out her bicycle helmet as did both Kim and Ron. They had taken bikes to school in lieu of the bus all week long, though Ron had his share of scrapes on his knees.

(4:19pm)

The trio ride their bikes to Bueno Nacho, for it also had a bike rack near the entrance. Once they managed to lock their bikes to the rack, they went inside.

Ron got his standard Naco Night order, Kim had the usual taco salad with Caesar on the side, and Monique had the same thing Ron had.

"So what is going to be the first thing on the list for this weekend?" Kim asked while getting out a sheet of paper.

"Well...the usual rental tree costume from the costume shop downtown." Ron said, "And this time, it will have a zipper in the front and not in the back."

"Okay...one rental tree costume." Kim said before she added.

"Oh yeah, I also need to add in the fact that JP Bearymore had just recently added a Zombie Mayhem II machine in the arcade! And it is bon-diggety badical!"

"And a box of tissues."

"What for?" Monique wondered.

"That I'll prove to the Glee Three that we will pull off the best Romeo and Juliet so hard that they are going to be crying at the end of the performance!" Kim insisted. "Hence the tissue boxes."

"We got that added to the list." Ron said, "What else do we need?"

"Maybe some aspirin in time to handle the headaches for Mom's parents' anniversary." Kim suggested, "Seventeen cousins is so hard to keep track of over a weekend, thank you very much!" She also kept in mind some of the weirdness of those cousins that would make even Larry look sane.

Then, the Kimmunicator beep began to sound.

Instinctively, Kim got the Kimmunicator out of her overall side pocket.

"Hey, Wade! What's the sitch?"

Wade explained the reason for the beep-in.

"Hey, Kim. You got a hit on the site from Professor Acari."

"Acari...the bug-expert guy!" Kim guessed.

"Mind if I patch you through to his message?" Wade requested.

"Please and thank you!" Kim replied with a smile. Wade typed rapidly on his computer to access the video to one of Acari's insectariums.

"Good evening, Miss Possible! I definitely would need your help at my insectarium on the outskirts of Los Angeles. There is something of great importance that I need to show you!"

"So we're gonna visit the insect guy again after what happened with the tick bomb thing Drakken had on your nose, KP?" Ron asked.

"Most definitely so, Ron." came Kim's reply.

Ron shuddered, "Insects! I so cannot stand insects!"

"Even a harmless ol' ladybug?" Monique asked.

"My issues with them stretch back further than Wannaweep, Monique!" Ron said. "Even within the Stoppable abode, my hate of those blood-sucking insects runs very deep!"

Kim sighed before saying to Wade, "Can you give us a ride?"

"Working on it right now!" Wade insisted.

(1 hour later)

A Global Justice craft picked up Team Possible as they headed en route for Los Angeles. Both im and Ron, of course, were now in their mission outfits.

Agent Flynn Cognito was flying the craft. Kim was in the co-pilot.

"Thanks for the lift, Agent Cognito!" Kim said in a nice voice.

"It's the least I can do since you save me on that mission in Switzerland last month!" Agent Cognito replied.

"It's no big! A little help from my hot curling iron that can melt snow, duct tape, and a rope would do the job." Kim said before turning on the Kimmunicator.

Ron, in the meantime, was stuck between two buff male Global Justice agents.

"Uhh...little help here?" he exclaimed.

There was also one other mission that was also nagging at Kim's mind.

"Wade, has there been any update from the thefts at the Louvre?"

"I was able to pull off something from the henchmen's shirts." Wade said as he pulled up the security photo on the Kimmunicator.

Kim looked at it and said, "Looks like some sort of code. Can you try and analyze it?"

"I can do, but it may take me between 24 to 36 hours." Wade replied, "I'll give you an update once the analysis is complete! And by the way, you should be over LA right about...now!"

"You analytically rock, Wade!" Kim grinned as she put away the Kimmunicator and activated her jetpack and infrared goggles.

"Let's jet, Ron!" she exclaimed.

"Right behind ya, KP!" Ron replied as he got unstuck from being in-between the Global Justice agents. He too activated his jetpack.

"Ready for this, Rufus?" he then asked the naked mole rat.

Rufus, from Ron's pants pocket, put on his goggles. "Ready!" he squeaked excitedly.

Team Possible jumped out of the plane. The 10,000 feet ride went smoothly for Kim as she landed on the ground. For Ron, however, he spun in a variety of circles and triangles in the air. Rufus squeaked in horror and closed his eyes. Fortunately, for the both of them, they landed on the ground.

"Well, that wasn't one of my worst landings." Ron replied.

"I'd give you a medal for it, Ron!" Kim chuckled a little before Professor Acari came to her, along with a couple of his assistants.

"I'm glad you can make it, Miss Possible!" Acari replied with glee.

"It's no big, Professor!" Kim laughed, "I'm glad we recovered the robotic tick back to you after Drakken nearly blew off my nose in freshman year."

Ron shuddered, "KP, you do know I still have tick issues..."

"What's with your sidekick?" Acari asked, pointing to Ron.

"Bad summer camp experience, don't ask to him." Kim suggested.

"Anywho, I should take you and my assistants to my insectarium." Acari replied, "There, you can see why I contacted your site!"

Tagged by @cloudravine in a First Line Meme, thank you sm! <3

List the first lines of your last 20 stories. See if there are any patterns and choose your favorite opening line!

I'm using both WIPs and posted works for this to reach 20, but only WOH and KP fics.

Kinn doesn’t have any illusions about his chances at living a life of peace and tranquility. (The Afterparty)

It's summer proper when A-Xiang comes to visit, louder and more boisterous than ever, instantly taking to the disciples and terrorizing them with vindictive glee. (something lonesome, something wholesome)

On a night deceptively similar to any other in Siji Manor, Han Ying walks into a trap. (all's fair in truth or dare)

Overlooking the view from Yuefang tower, caught up in the whiplash of how fast things went wrong, Zhou Zishu almost didn't notice the pair of eyes on his back. (as vivid as it truly is)

Han Ying doesn’t question the robes. (an art to life's distraction)

The ability to self-evaluate is important to an assassin, and Han Ying knows this much about himself: he can be relied on to push through pain and keep fighting in a critical situation. (the stranger the better)

Their return from the capital is slow. (from behind the red in my eyes)

The problem is that Han Ying isn't dying fast enough, and it's only a problem because it’s got Wen Kexing convinced that he can save Han Ying's life. (cut clean from the dream)

Though it will no doubt be brilliant once it has been cleaned properly and looks alive again, Wen Kexing finds that he doesn’t dislike the Four Seasons Manor in its abandoned state. (sweet music playing in the dark)

Everything about the building is meant to beckon hurried passerbys closer: the soft glow of red lantern light, the echoes of laughter and the faint strumming of zither strings, a siren song in the dead of night.

Han Ying finds Wen Kexing on the mountain, unmoving for who knows how long, hair and robes covered in white flakes, like a statue carved from jade.

Zhou Zishu trailed after his shiniang, carrying a bucket of water, cloth, and brushes of varying shapes and sizes.

There are twenty or so Tian Chuang agents gathered in the pavilion outside their new quarters.

Han Ying's drop into the courtyard is near silent, but he knows the moment he lands that he has been spotted.

Xie Wang is a prisoner.

The house is quiet, but that doesn't mean it's void of sound.

Han Ying's shoes squeak as he makes his way down the narrow corridor.

Sleep and the waking world are not so different to an assassin.

Zhou Zishu raced through the dark woods, conscious but uncaring of every twig and branch snapping under his feet.

“You're sulking,” Jing Beiyuan complained. “I won't drink with you like that, it makes you terrible company. What would it take for you to stop?”

Insert clown noises here? There's a couple more WIPs, but unfortunately they're either at the outline stage or what I have written is not the opening line.

I'd say my favorite is the opening to truth or dare, but I'm pretty happy with #10 too.

Gonna tag @luckydragon10, @antique-forvalaka and @your-local-aroace! <3

Katy and Darren Criss @ amfAR Gala Los Angeles

What happened with that collosal gnat Scobie? I must know. Why are people sending him kind messages? Are we rejoicing based on fact or very good speculation? It’s all so cryptic!

Basically dude was pulling shit out of his ass and he aimed at the wrong person.

He claimed in a docu that Wm was briefing about his former brother's mental health, with zero evidence. KP contacted itv and the claims were pulled from the show and he got called out on his shit..

and that's what you missed on Glee