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I always kinda wanted to do an art ask blog thingy so I think I might also try that out too...maybe with newwww Draaaaake?))

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Stick to OG DW or work on the new DW....that is he question...))

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I’m....honestly tempted to come back...))

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“ merry Christmas, dad!” Gosalyn shows him a present in her little hands

Drake looked down at his little girl and held his hands out to take the gift “why Gosalyn, that’s thoughtful of you! Thank you!” Drake waved his hand to her and went to sit on the arm chair before he ripped the paper off the gift.

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“This is all my fault..Gosalyn I...I-I’m so sorry....,” he returned the gesture, just as carefully as she was being. But for how long?...How long would she be there? He fixed his seating and held her close to his chest with a light rock of his body.

“ You’ve done so much for me, thank you...” gos said softly while close to death

“Gos….Gosalyn, h-hang on, daddy’s got you!” Drake held her close. He told himself he was going to keep her safe…why…WHY DID THIS HAPPEN NOW!?The villain was no where in sight anymore, they fled the scene before he could even do anything. Which was for the better cause if Gosalyn left when he wasn’t there….He gritted his teeth as he stroked her hair before holding her close. Should he wait or the cops or…should he take her himself? He didn’t know what to do!

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Darkwing + acrobatics

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“ You’ve done so much for me, thank you...” gos said softly while close to death

“Gos….Gosalyn, h-hang on, daddy’s got you!” Drake held her close. He told himself he was going to keep her safe…why…WHY DID THIS HAPPEN NOW!?The villain was no where in sight anymore, they fled the scene before he could even do anything. Which was for the better cause if Gosalyn left when he wasn’t there….He gritted his teeth as he stroked her hair before holding her close. Should he wait or the cops or…should he take her himself? He didn’t know what to do!

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SHUSH had an office where he and J. Gander spoke so he technically wasn’t wrong. “I sure hope you’re right about that LP....Let’s see....” Drake shuffled around in his fridge to find the remains of the left over stuffing. Sure hope there was enough left to make some for five other people... That would also mean he’d have to think about the pies and everything else too.

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Pulling on his oven mitts, he watched Launchpad as he spoke “oh, you’re right! Seems like they get earlier and earlier….hopefully they’ll LEAVE earlier too,” Drake could only wish for that to be the outcome. He hoped he had enough bread to make some more stuffing at least. “Just make sure you’re placement is between me and Herb LP.” 

“I’ll put you at the head, then me’n Gos will flank you.” Launchpad went to put the plates down on the table. “And if you’re worried about ‘em leaving, you could tell ‘em you have an early day tomorrow at the office and you’ve gotta be in bed early. They’ll understand.”

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Nothing like finding angsty starters for my two RP accounts))

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She had a point...but it was better that she changed the subject instead of dwelling on it “you go get your mitt and bat then Gos. I’ll meet ya out in the back yard in a second, ok?”

( ⚠️ With gosalyn biting his arm)

“GAH! OW! GOSALYN, what’s the meaning of this!?” Drake pulled back his arm and gave the red head a stern look.

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Pulling on his oven mitts, he watched Launchpad as he spoke “oh, you’re right! Seems like they get earlier and earlier....hopefully they’ll LEAVE earlier too,” Drake could only wish for that to be the outcome. He hoped he had enough bread to make some more stuffing at least. “Just make sure you’re placement is between me and Herb LP.” 

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“I got it, I got it,” he gave Launchpad a wave as he rolled his sleeves back up as he pushed the door to the kitchen before stopping. “I know…I guess I need to be reminded every now and then….Why don’t you see if we have extra plates set up in the mean time.”

“Sure thing, DW.” Launchpad went on into the kitchen and started looking through the cabinets. There were plates enough left to give to Herb, Binkie, Honker, and even Tank. Launchpad grabbed them and then went to grab silverware.

“We should let ‘em know what time to come over. And this year we ought to tell ‘em an hour later than what we really want. If I recall, they showed up really early last year.”

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protective sentence starters

as requested. Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !

“Don’t you hurt a single hair on his/her/their head.”

“Hands off!”

“What do you think you’re doing to him/her/them?”

“I’ll never let you go.” / “Don’t ever let me go.”

“Don’t ever leave my sight again.”

“I got your back.”

“Where are you going? It’s not safe out there!”

“Do you trust me?”

“Be more careful next time. I don’t want to bandage you up again.”

“Hey, it’s cold outside. At least wear a jacket.”

“I’d die for you.”

“You’ll back off if you know what’s good for you.”

“Get behind me NOW.”

“Here, I have an extra weapon.”

“Duck, you idiot!”

“Go on without me.”

“Well what did you expect would happen while you’re walking alone at night? Come on, let’s get you away from that creep.”

“Hey. Pal. I’ve got a gun/knife/fist/weapon and I’m not afraid to use it.”

“You can stop hugging me now.”

“You scared the shit out of me. I’m never going to stop hugging you.”

“Quit babying me! I can protect myself.”

“I’ll always be there to save you.” / “I know you’ll always be there to save me.”

“If you even THINK about touching him/her/them, I’ll kill you.”

“[choked up] I thought I lost you.” / “[choked up] I never thought I’d see you again.”

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“I got it, I got it,” he gave Launchpad a wave as he rolled his sleeves back up as he pushed the door to the kitchen before stopping. “I know...I guess I need to be reminded every now and then....Why don’t you see if we have extra plates set up in the mean time.”

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“…..It does…..” Hitting him where it hurts. He rubbed the bridged of his bill then ran his hand down his eyes “guess I better start making extras….” He muttered under his breath. 

“I can help ya if you want me to. It’ll make things go a little quicker.”

A pause.

“You’re doin’ the right thing, DW. You’re bein’ kind to our neighbors.”

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“.....It does.....” Hitting him where it hurts. He rubbed the bridged of his bill then ran his hand down his eyes “guess I better start making extras....” He muttered under his breath. 

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The duck stubbornly had his arms crossed and gave Launchpad a side eye.  He drummed his fingers on his fore arms before giving it a thought with a later defeated sigh “I guess you have a point LP…..” He muttered.

“I know dealin’ with Herb and Binkie isn’t easy for you but… Gos is always really happy to see her buddy. Doesn’t her happiness make it all worth the trouble, DW?”

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With a few movements, he helped her get situated. He had a hold of her side and used his free arm to hold onto her legs “sorry I don’t get to play with you often Gos....I’m really sorry...If I wasn’t needed by SHUSH so often I-....I’d do anything for you...”

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“GAH! OW! GOSALYN, what’s the meaning of this!?” Drake pulled back his arm and gave the red head a stern look.

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Gosalyn: *Zooms camera in on Launchpad and Drake in the hot tub* Two brooos! Chillin’ in a hot tub! Five feet apart cause they’re not gay!”))

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Me about Gosalyn/Drake angst while at work "What if Gosalyn was taken away by child services because of bruises from helping her dad doing his superhero work..."))