so i have this concept that i literally cannot get out of my head, i have it like haunting me.
but lets say the GO horrendous clusterfuck does not happen, and instead Dirk manages to arrive in time to help, perhaps activating some God Mode heart powers and embodying Brain Ghost Dirk and combining them both together
(which i lowkey expected to happen for a long time, alas)
I have this intense image of Jake mode locked in his hope bomb, unable to turn it off. and even as everyone handles the various messes going on, he’s still up there lighting up the sky. everybody’s like “WHAT DO??? how do we make the handsome dude with the antiquated dialect stop doing that??”
dirk is like “i, uh, got this. maybe.”
and dirk flies up to jake in the Hope Bomb and tries to talk him down, but jake’s upset and hysterical in the classical sense, can’t make it turn back off after aranea flipped it on
and dirk’s like “just trust me,” and leans in and kisses jake, holding his face still and opening his mouth to breathe him in. and everyone watching is like “UH. /eyebrows” half because wow okay the dude in the puffy shorts macks on dudes, and half because dude is this really the time????
but after a long moment, dirk leans back, tips his head up, and exhales this mist of pink-yellow smoke into the air. and the hope bomb diminishes a little bit. not enough though, so dirk leans back in, kisses jake again.
jake’s eyes shut as dirk takes more of it from him, takes all that burning intense blinding power, and breathes it out, translates it to shimmering rose gold that dissipates harmlessly.
he draws it all out of jake until the last of it is a faint glow around the corners of jake’s eyes. he slumps, tired, and dirk catches him, holds him as they sink back to the ground, jake’s head cradles in the crook of dirk’s arm.
after, dirk’s like “Hey. Sup.” to everyone, looking sheepish with Sir God Mode deactivated and pretty much sleeping in his arms.