I took a quick break from working on Asgore, and made the mistake of discovering the amazingness that is Villainous. Long story short, it’s made me super inspired to draw and since no one else seems to have made one yet I’m creating a Swap Au! So far I’ve only got Demencia done - but Black Hat, Flug and 5.0.5 will be following asap! (Because who needs sleep or schoolwork when you can draw owo)
This is still more of a concept atm, so let me know what you guys think and I’m open to any name suggestions!
Day 1: Demonic Black Hat
Day 2: Demonic Flug
Day 3: Demonic Dementia
Day 4: Demonic 5.0.5
Day 5: Candy Gore Cam-Bot
Day 6: Poisoned
Day 7: Animal wounds
Day 8: Mad Cam-Bot
Day 9: Extra limbs & fusions
Dr. Flug stood stiffly in the front yard of Blackhat Mansion with the sun beaming down on now soaked t-shirt and lab coat. Dementia, stood about 5 yards in front of him with the biggest, most mischievous grin she could manage. At her side, was a cooler overflowing with filled water ballons.
“Nope!” she shouted at him, popping the ‘p’ as loudly as she could. Then with lightning reflexes, she snatched another balloon up and hurled it right and Flug’s paper bag covered face.
“Shit!” he yelped as he ducked the incoming missile. Then he stripped off his lab coat as he dashed towards the cooler. Grabbing one of the water ballons, he turned on heel to chuck it right into Dementia’s awe struck face. It exploded, soaking her hair and tank top in seconds.
“HEY!” she shouted. “THAT WASN’T FAIR!” Flug was laughing as he stole the cooler from under his friends currently blind eyes, and then took off across the lawn. Behind him, he could hear Dementia’s groan of frustration upon realizing she no longer had any ammo.
Once he turned the corner around the side of the house, Flug stopped to grab a water pail that was sitting near the hose and faucet. He carefully dumped a little more than half of the balloons into the pail, and then came back around the house to face a curious Dementia.
“All right, Dementia, if we’re gonna do this, we do it fair,” he stated.
“That’s no fun, Flug!” she huffed.
“You’re the one who started this! And I’m not gonna just let you freely pelt me with water balloons, so take the cooler, okay!” Dementia trotted over reluctantly, and took the cooler from the doctor’s hands before returning to her original spot. Then she took off her lizard hood, and took out her ponytail so she could quickly try her hair into a tight braid.
“You ready?” Flug asked. She nodded with a small grin on her lips. “Okay, three, two, one-”
Before he could finish his countdown, his front was soaked again, and Dementia was cackling.
“OH IT’S ON, DEMENTIA!”
Water balloons were flying, the grass was getting quickly soaked, and somewhere along the way, Flug took his jeans off so he was only in his shirt and red boxers. With a surprised cry, Dementia slipped on the wet grass and came up with green stains on her knees, elbows, and even some on her left cheek. She growled and threw an especially vicious curve at Flug, but he dodged it and
Both villains froze, and turned to see Black hat standing stock still on the sidewalk leading down from the front door. His one visible eye was frozen in some unreadable expression, and his coat was dripping wet. Flug began to stammer out an apology,
“O-oh, my gosh s-sir, I’m so sor-” When a wicked grin nearly split Blackhat’s face in two.
“Playing are we?” he chuckled. Slowly, his coat fell away, and he began to unbutton his vest. As he shed his layers, Flug and Dementia both stood still in fear. “How ‘bout I join you?” Then suddenly, the man rushed forward, scooped up two balloons from Flugs pail and nailing both of his assistants with perfect shots to their faces; all done while laughing maniacally.
This jolted both the villains out of their states of shock, as they rushed to return fire.
By the end of the fight, Dementia’s hair was thoroughly plastered to her face along with a boisterous grin, Blackhat was barely touched, only suffering from a few hits to his dress shirt, and Flug’s bag was falling apart. Dementia and Flug ended up teaming up to get the hose around the side of the house and spray Blackhat down to get back at him. With all their clothes clinging to their skin, and laughter spilling out of their mouths, the group laid down on the front step to try and dry off in the sun.
Flug went inside briefly to get a new paper bag and 5.0.5, but otherwise, the group enjoyed the quiet afternoon soaking in the sun’s rays. Of course, Blackhat tried to pretend he didn’t by getting huffy when Flug asked it he’d had fun.
“Fun?! Me?! I don’t have fun! I was working while doing your little game, or whatever,” he snarled. “Coming up with new idea’s for inventions!” 5.0.5 tilted his head and let out a little ‘Aroo?” at this, and Flug giggled.
“If you say so, sir,” Flug said in response. Blackhat hunched his shoulder and looked away from him to hide a light blush. Feeeeeelings again,he thought.I don’t even understand where they come from. Eugh.
“I do say so,” Black hat stated aloud, and that was the end of it.
Once everyone was mostly dry they all headed back inside to change, but just as Flug was about to enter his room, he felt a light touch on his shoulder. He turned to find Blackhat hovering behind him with an uncomfortable and nervous look on his face.
“Sir?” he inquired. The villain shifted uncertainly, but then he sighed and said,
“I- I was wondering if…. If we could do that again sometime?” Beneath his bag, Flug grinned broadly as he patted his boss on the shoulder.
“Of course we can, Jefecito.”
“You can just call me Blackhat, you know.”
“All right then, Blackhat. I’m gonna go change into something dry, then maybe we go get something to eat. I’m absolutely famished after all that running around.” Blackhat smiled softly.
“I’d like that.”
Hi! Nobody asked for this but because my other writing got such a good response I decided to reward you all with some good fluffy Villianous Inc fun on a hot summer day!! Thank you all so much, I hope you like this!
Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Villainous (Cartoon) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Black Hat/Dr. Flug Characters: Black Hat, Dr. Flug, Dementia - Character, 5. 0. 5 Additional Tags: yeah it’s one of Those Fics, Buckle up Summary:
After losing a bet, Dr. Flug must make a love potion for Dementia which she intends to use on Black Hat. But naturally, things don’t go according to plan. Will Dementia’s daydream become Dr. Flug’s worst nightmare?
Guest Post: My mom has early-onset dementia - 5 things I learned
Author Bio: Audrey Throne is a mother of a 2-year old and a professional blogger by choice. Throne is passionate about health, technology and management and blogs frequently on these topics. Find her on Twitter: @audrey_throne.
When I was in my early 20s, my life was almost perfect – I had good health, a myriad of career and employment opportunities, a great family and a wonderful network of friends. Things were sailing smooth for me; although there were few bumps along the way, but nothing too big or grave that would make me worried or upset.
However, one fine day in 2011, without any prior warning whatsoever, my mother began displaying episodes of erratic behavior which involved frequent odd statements, absent-minded actions and dangerous mistakes. After several trips to the neurologist and a brain test or two, a few years later, she was diagnosed with early onset dementia. Once I was able to digest that reality, I decided to move back home to be with my mother and look after her.
I am often asked by people if my mom remembers me. Truth be told, dementia is so much more than just being forgetful and I think putting dementia under the umbrella of ‘forgetting’ is more of an oversimplification.
The last 5 years have taught me great many things while being with my mother who is now living with dementia. Here are a few things which I would like to shed light on:
Laughter is the best medicine As clichéd as it may sound, laughter is actually effective. Throughout my mother’s heartbreaking time with dementia, I realized that her ability to laugh and find humor in things still remained intact. And I couldn’t be more fortunate and grateful for that. It doesn’t matter what or who makes us laugh and half the times I don’t even understand what she’s laughing at but it’s so contagious that I end up laughing with her too.
Every time that I hear her laughing, all my fears and worries start fading. Perhaps, this is why laughter is so therapeutic and actually the best medicine. Her speech may be disoriented and broken now but her laughter is what keeps us together and at peace.
There’s no such thing as too much ‘I love you’
The number of times I run out of patience and am on the verge of losing it is way too high. My mother has now reached a stage in her condition where she repeats phrases and statements constantly, talks a lot but makes zero sense, and throws in a curse word every now and then.
There may be times when I think I can’t do this any longer but every time I say those three magic words to her, she says them back and means every word. She may be making zero sense all day long but every time I say ‘I love you’ to her, it’s as if a sudden spark overwhelms her mind and body. As if those words trigger a fleeting emotion or memory that seems to encapsulate her completely. There’s no such thing as too much love, I grasp every opportunity I get to shower her with my love, only to be reciprocated with the same enthusiasm and affection.
We are stronger than we think Every single day spent with my mother comes with a brand new surprise. With each passing day that her condition deteriorates, I feel it keeps getting tougher than before. Every new milestone of her condition that she reaches is soul-crushing for me. Sometimes, I cry for hours out of sheer exhaustion and my level of unpreparedness, but then again, I come out stronger each day. Nothing is ‘strange’ or ‘weird’ for me anymore and despite my occasional breakdowns, I seem to be able to cater to my mother’s needs fully. Nothing is daunting for me anymore and I believe we are so much stronger than we give ourselves credit for.
Grief is like a chameleon Until five years ago, I wasn’t even aware of what grief feels like in my nearly perfect life. But as it now turns out, grief actually has many flavors. It is also super unpredictable. Sometimes, it knocks on your door and at other times, it just comes crashing through.
The range of my grievances just kept expanding each day. Often, I saw girls my age shopping with their mothers. And I found myself sinking deeper into this hole of grief. I felt sad that my mother won’t be able to see me in my wedding gown or play with her grandchildren.
I felt distressed about not being able to protect her countless memories from destruction. The toughest grief of all, however, was the helplessness I felt when I observed her as she sat across from me, lost in a world of her own and how I couldn’t enter that world despite my tries.
Until a few months ago I felt consumed by that grief – but now I’ve accepted it as our destiny and rejoice every moment I spend with my mother. To all caregivers out there, grief will do you no good, but joy will help you overcome adversity and find hope and peace and a way to move forward in life.
They deserve to live in the moment One day, my mother will be her old self and worry about me and my life like any mother would. The next day, she will be a child who doesn’t know where she is or what she’s supposed to do. It is very important to allow them that liberty of being whoever they want to be and answer all their questions to the best of your abilities. You need to do whatever it takes to put their mind at ease in that moment. Give them the freedom to have their questions answered and their statements responded to like it’s the first time they are speaking. They deserve it.
Caring for my mother is a journey of self-awareness and continuous learning. There are days when we have to deal with newer struggles. But I’m grateful for being with her.
I think it is, and there are numerous studies showing that certaincfoods have different cognitive benefits. For example, this is copied from BBC good food:
1. Opt for wholegrains
Like everything else
in your body, the brain cannot work without energy. The ability to
concentrate and focus comes from the adequate, steady supply of energy -
in the form of glucose in our blood to the brain. Achieve this by
choosing wholegrains with a low-GI,
which release glucose slowly into the bloodstream, keeping you mentally
alert throughout the day. Opt for ‘brown’ cereals, wheatbran, granary
bread and brown pasta.
2. Eat oily fish
fatty acids (EFAs) cannot be made by the body and must be obtained
through diet. The most effective omega-3 fats occur naturally in oily
fish as EPA and DHA.
Good sources include linseed (flaxseed) oil, soya bean oil, pumpkin
seeds, walnut oil and soya beans. They are good for healthy brain
function, the heart, joints and general wellbeing. Oily fish contains
EPA and DHA in a ready-made form, which enables the body to use it
easily. The main sources of oily fish include salmon, trout, mackerel,
herring, sardines, pilchards and kippers. Low DHA levels have been
linked to a higher risk of developing Alzheimer’s disease and memory
3. Binge on blueberries
Evidence accumulated at Tufts University
in the United States suggests that the consumption of blueberries may
be effective in improving or delaying short term memory loss. Widely
available, so there’s no excuse.
4. Eat more tomatoes
There is good evidence to suggest that lycopene, a powerful antioxidant found in tomatoes,
could help protect against the kind of free radical damage to cells
which occurs in the development of dementia, particularly Alzheimer’s.
5. Add vitality with vitamins
Certain B vitamins
- B6, B12 and folic acid - are known to reduce levels of homocysteine
in the blood. Elevated levels of homocysteine are associated with
increased risk of stroke, cognitive impairment and Alzheimer’s disease. A study
of a group of elderly patients with mild cognitive impairment found
that after two years of intervention with high doses of B6, B12 and
folic acid there was significantly less brain shrinkage compared to a
subset given placebo treatment.
6. Get a blackcurrant boost
Vitamin C has long been thought to have the power to increase mental agility. One of the best sources of this vital vitamin are blackcurrants.
7. Pick up pumpkin seeds
a handful of pumpkin seeds a day is all you need to get your
recommended daily amount of zinc, vital for enhancing memory and
8. Bet on broccoli
A great source of vitamin K, which is known to enhance cognitive function and improve brainpower.
9. Sprinkle on sage
has long had a reputation for improving memory and although most
studies focus on sage as an essential oil, it could be worth adding
fresh sage to your diet too.
10. Go nuts
A study published in the American Journal of Epidemiology suggests that a good intake of vitamin E might help to prevent cognitive decline, particularly in the elderly. Nuts are a great source of vitamin E along with leafy green vegetables, asparagus, olives, seeds, eggs, brown rice and wholegrains.
I’m pretty convinced at this point, despite the shadiness of all the other characters, Wren is Charles.
1. He’s the right age.
2. Charles was in Radley until the night Alison disappeared. This means Toby, Ezra, Jason, Melissa, CeCe, Jenna, Ian, Wilden, Noel Kahn and Lucas are all off the hook.
Wren didn’t show up in Rosewood until a year after Ali disappeared
3. We see an A ending where A is watching film noir about an imposter who used plastic surgery to disguise his identity. So that’s how he could return to Radley without being recognized.
4. Let’s explain the accent. If Wren/Charles has been in Radley since childhood, and pretty much disowned by Kenneth, enter the relevance of Dr Palmer. If he was Wren/Charles doctor, Wren could’ve easily picked up his accent there, and even identified Palmer as a father figure. Which would also explain Wren talking about his “father” slipping into dementia. BOOM!
5. Wren being missing for Season 5 doesn’t make him irrelevant! It makes him more relevant! As this dollhouse situation and framing Ali for Mona’s murder, plus kidnapping 4 girls from police custody must’ve taken quite a bit of plotting and secrecy.
6. Charles is the son of Kenneth and Jessica as far as we know. Melissa and Spencer are the daughters of Peter and Veronica. So if Wren is Charles it is not incest to be intimate with Spencer or Melissa.
It would only be incest if Wren was intimate with Jason or Alison, as they share parents. We’ve never seen a scene with Wren and Alison or Wren and Jason.
Of course there’s a million clues that can’t be explained, and ALL of the characters are sketchy, but…
At this point I can’t find any reason why Wren couldn’t be A/Charles.
If you can think of any reason Wren is NOT Charles, put a message in my ask, and I will either explain why it implicates Wren, or you will disprove Wren and help me move on to a different suspect.