#dooflene

[periflynn]

First date 💕

[ginnyweatherby]

This YouTube thread... it gets me.

[mammalsofaction]

Been reading a lot of dooflene posts lately and I realize Heinz LOVESSSS a partner who can and Will and Enjoys kicking his ass.

[tinyartistuko]

Doofenshmirtz's UwU

[monetka228]

Ughh I haven’t written anything about Dooflene for SO LONGG. Plz give me some ideas for fanfictions or headcanons in the comments, thanks❤️

[shipperoftooncouples]

Let vote guys!

I put the semi-canon, canon, they used to be, or they act like, couple.

There are some good and bad couples...choose the one you like the most!

(Monty x Carl and Buford x Baljeet are not here this time sorry). 🥲🥲

[maxbytes]

god i love dooflene 🥺 doof is INSANE for getting with max after her lmao

[humanperryfic]

6, 24, and 27 for Perryverse, and 12 and 13 in general

6. How did you decide what tense and POV(s) to use?

So I almost always write in present tense (I'm not a fan of past tense beyond flashbacks, and I don't think I've ever written in future tense xD) but the whole POV thing? It really boiled down to whose voice I thought would tell the best story for the chapter.

It obviously had to start and end with the Original Perry. Perryborg needed to be in perspective early on and at the end of his arc to show his character growth (in fact, everybody was in perspective at their return), and of course, Doofenshmirtz had to realize that he was in love somewhere in there.

24. How did you celebrate finishing?

Oh I can't even remember. It was September 2020, so just as online school was starting up for me...I think I took a nap. And screamed on Discord a little.

I also might have made a pie? I made a lot of pies in 2020/2021. (I still make a lot of pies, actually. Literally the best meal prep I know is quiche.)

27. Share a piece of lore you made up for the story

Amicably Divorced Dooflene. Give me closeted lesbian Charlene figuring out what she really wants from life around the time Vanessa starts school and the two of them getting divorced because it just makes sense. Honestly at this point you can't convince me that she isn't a lesbian.

12. What program(s) did you use to write and edit?

Usually Google Docs (I tried to switch to Word, but I have 2 different Office accounts (college and home) set up on my computer and it's a pain in the ass to keep those accounts separate, so I'm just using Word for school stuff now).

But. I do write a lot of my oneshots directly into the AO3 text editor.

13. Did you write any of the fic by hand? If yes, which parts? Do you find you write differently by hand vs typing?

I don't really write my fics by hand much anymore- I used to a long time ago (pre-PnF), then I would type them up and post them. Theoretically it would let me edit them as I went, and typing it would let me catch everything. In practice, everything from that era sucks please don't read it.

(ty! I didn't think anyone was actually going to send me anything lol)

[monetka228]

I LOVE THIS SM

dooflene, the mall

more like dooflene, dressing room but shh

Keep reading

[periflynn]

office au 💻📉📌

[mammalsofaction]

Dooflene thoughts tonight. Crazy how both Perry and Charlene both seem like they can do so much better than Heinz and the way Heinz treats them sometimes but they still love and care for him so so so much. I get why but also its so crazy to see. Second; I think young Heinz got so much pussy its crazy.

[divorced-tournament]

Quarter Finals: Dooflene (P&F) vs MegOp (Transformers)

[eireann66]

@allieinarden : #critically I feel that Charlene-2 is not an evil version of “our” Charlene. I think they’re both exactly the same

#I think that if our Charlene had found out that Doof was evil that’s exactly what she would have done. It would have saved their marriage

I will believe until my dying day that losing his toy train did not in itself turn 2nd Dimension-Doofenshmirtz into the monster he became relative to his harmless counterpart in “our” dimension, but rather it triggered a chain reaction whereby Charlene actually found out he was evil and he therefore got to find out that she was completely down to be his accomplice, and he was more competent not only because of the confidence of a stable relationship but because she was constantly critiquing and revising his work behind the scenes.

[monetka228]

Dooflene nation, I brought you food!! Enjoy.

Early on in their relationship, Heinz developed a habit of lying on Charlene's lap and talking loudly and actively about something. Charlene at such moments just listened to him and stroked his head and back. When Heinz became a grown man, the habit still remained, and he would walk into the living room after a long day at work to find Charlene sitting on the couch. He then simply lay down on her lap, buried his nose in her stomach and rested.

Charlene studied German for a while so that she could speak to Heinz in his native language.

The man does not like to talk about his childhood at all. For some time, Charlene tried to get some information about his past, but everything did not work out. One evening, the scientist gathered his strength and told his wife about his difficult childhood. He cried a lot that night and was very emotional, but his wife was there for him. After this conversation, she began to see him in a different light, and their relationship in general became stronger.

Heinz one evening decided to cook a dish from a recipe book for his wife, and it all ended with the kitchen being blown up. He was very upset and almost cried, even though Charlene did not scold him and offered to order sushi. He was just sorry that he had wasted so much time and products.

Heinz had no money in his childhood, and he himself does not remember how he met such a rich and wealthy girl as Charlene. He liked everything about her, he rarely paid attention to money. He often wondered why she liked him so much and why she was with him. She had a very good influence on him, and Heinz decided that he would change for the better for her, that he would grow up and be able to provide for her and himself in peace. And he did it.

He wondered, "Why does she love me??", And Charlene loves him for his childish nature, for his excitement during his endless conversations about science, for his frivolity and gullibility, for the cute dimples on his cheeks and for the freckles that is visible on his face in the summer.

And also this one, my good friend’s hc:

“For some reason their divorce sounds like this:

- it's a pity that nothing came of it.

– but you didn't try?

– but I didn't even try.”

[spc-rambles]

Reuploading an old art trade I did with @leibi97.

[monetka228]

CRYING THROWING MY DESK AND SCRATCHING THE WALLS😭😭😭 THEY ARE SO CUTE AND PURE, I CANT—

Thanks to THIS beautiful beautiful fanart by @transdemon , I was actually inspired to write a story for the first time in well over a year. 💕

Just a little Doofenshmirtz family fluff to rot your teeth today.

Word Count: about 1000

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A flash of lightning illuminated the curtain on the window just enough to catch Heinz's eye.

He always enjoyed thunderstorms, they were broody and foreboding, just like he pretended to be.

He snuggled deeper into his pillows as Charlene rolled over beside him, pulling the heavy quilt with her.  He hadn't shared a sleeping space with many people in his life, but she was certainly the biggest bed hog of them all.

He listened to his wife's even breathing as thunder continued to roll outside.  It sounded like it was coming closer.  It had been awhile since they'd had a good storm.

Just as he felt himself begin to drift off, a loud crack of thunder jolted him awake.  He felt Charlene jump as well.

Okay, that one got him.

It was only a second later before a new sound joined the cacophony of thunder, Charlene's snores, and his own pounding heart.

A high-pitched whining sound from the next room.  Vanessa.

Oh, his sweet baby.  She'd never taken well to storms.

Charlene shifted, her face still half buried in the pillow.  "I thought that might happen."

"I'll get her,"  Heinz said, already pulling himself from bed, swinging his legs over the edge.  "Go back to sleep."

"Just bring her in here,"  Charlene said, rubbing her eyes.  "She won't go back to sleep if it keeps up like-"

Another loud crack of thunder, and another shrill screech from Vanessa.

"-like that."

Heinz nodded, and made his way to Vanessa's nursery.

What greeted him was the sorriest, most pitiful little face he'd ever seen.  Big, wet, blue eyes stared at him over the bars of the crib, footie-pajama clad feet stamping in time with her screams.

"Shh, Vanessa, it's okay, it's okay!"  Heinz cooed, as he lifted the girl into his arms.  "It's just the rain."

Vanessa didn't look convinced, her little face screwed up in a deep frown as she kept up her screaming, causing Heinz's ears to ring.  For someone so tiny, she certainly had a decent set of lungs on her.

He stood in the middle of her room, holding her tight against his chest while he rocked in place, murmuring soft and comforting things he wasn't sure she even understood.

Nevertheless, it seemed to help, and Vanessa eventually quieted down.  She smushed her face into his shoulder, tears and snot moistening his shirt.

With a wince, Heinz grabbed a tissue and wiped her nose.  "That's my girl."

"Mumma."

Vanessa had only just begun using actual words, and to Charlene's amusement, "Mumma" had been the first (and so far favorite) one.

"Yes, yes, let's go find Mommy,"  Heinz hiked the baby higher on his hip, and together they found their way back to his bedroom.

"Mumma!"  Vanessa's face brightened as she caught sight of Charlene, who was now sitting up in bed, back against the headboard.

"Hi you,"  Charlene reached out, and Heinz placed Vanessa on the bed, who clamored over to her mother.  "You're supposed to be sleeping."

As if to prove her point, Vanessa let out a wide yawn.

Charlene chuckled, as she pulled the girl against herself, Vanessa nuzzling her face into her mother's cozy pajama top.

A flash of lightning lit up the room, giving Heinz just enough time to register what would come next: a crash of thunder loud enough to cause the cat to yelp and scurry under the bed, nearly knocking him over in the process.

Vanessa screamed, tears welling up in her eyes.  "Mumma!?"

"Shh,"  Charlene rubbed her back with one hand, as she reached into her bedside drawer and retrieved a pacifier with the other.

Heinz chuckled under his breath.  He swore she kept those within reach no matter where in the house you happened to be standing.

Vanessa accepted it gratefully, as she tugged on her mother's necklace, rubbing the pearls between her fingers.  It was a habit she tended to do when in need of additional comfort.

(Considering she rarely slept in her jewelry, Heinz had a feeling Charlene had put it on just now, anticipating Vanessa's need for it.)

After awhile, Charlene began to wriggle uncomfortably where she sat, letting out a grunt as she shifted against the wooden headboard.

Heinz took that as his cue to crawl into bed beside her, opening his arms.

Charlene accepted the offer, snuggling into his lap, while Vanessa laid comfortably across her chest.

"You know we joke how it never rains in Danville,"  Heinz said.  "But now I'm sort of glad it doesn't, poor thing would never get any rest."

Charlene hummed, and pressed a kiss into Vanessa's hair.  "She'll be alright, she'll grow out of it."

Vanessa sniffled.

"... Eventually."

Vanessa was quieter now, her sobs settling into soft whines, but her eyes were still wide and bright.

Heinz reached around and patted her back, tracing the sheep patterns on her sleeper.

"We got you, honey,"  Heinz murmured.  He pulled a blanket around the three of them, shielding Vanessa's view from the lightning flashes just outside the window.

They stayed like that for what felt like ages.  Heinz was starting to get a cramp in his leg from the awkward position, but he didn't dare move.  As long as his girls were comfortable, that was what he cared about.

Finally, the storm started to move away from them, each roll of thunder softer than the last.

Vanessa's eyelids were looking very heavy, and each blink seemed to require significant  effort.  She was so cute.

"Go to sleep, sweetie,"  Heinz muttered, pulling the blanket a little tighter around them.

"Mumma,"  Vanessa muttered.

"Yes, Mommy too."

As if on cue, he felt Charlene go completely lax against him, as she succumbed to sleep.  Heinz snorted as he bent down and kissed her forehead.

"Dadda?"

"Mmhm,"  Heinz hummed, a small smile on his lips from hearing her use his name.

That seemed to be all the answer Vanessa needed, as her own eyes finally drifted shut as well.