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Lena: You know, you can’t spell “independent” without “dependent”.

Louie: Yeah, and you can’t spell “go fuck yourself” without “fuck you”.

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Thank @modmad for this headcanon that I will now stick with till the end.

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Just sleepy babies

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calisotamuses​:

The vigilante grunted, and that time he felt the crack in his sides. His famous resilience was starting to break, but he could not give up. His fists clenched as he struggled to breathe in the suit’s iron grip, but those gray-violet eyes focused on the visor as he gritted his teeth.

He was not going to give up. And he wasn’t going to give in to the programming that was trying to override the man he knew.

“No. I’m not going to stop. Because no matter what that monster did to you, you’re still in there, Fenton. I know you’re still in there. That’s always what’s run the suit- not a computer. But Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera!”

“Deleted. I saw to that personally.” The suit threw Darkwing against the wall hard. “An unnecessary part that I saw removed and erased. But if you want to delude yourself, do it from your own city. Stay out of mine. Am I being clear enough that even you can understand Darkwing?” 

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Wasn’t that the definition of home? Not where you are from, but where you are wanted.

Abraham Verghese (via sunsetquotes)

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If you don’t smile at this, you have no heart

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Louie: All boys do is lie.

Webby: But you’re a… boy?

Louie: Yeah and???

Louie: I lie all the fucking time.

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plunarspeared​:

▬▬▬ ☾☆      Della kept the smile on  her  face.  Best  not  to  falter  in  front  of  this  guy.  She  returned  Louie’s  hug;  that  was  only  furtherproof  to  her  that  there  was  something  very  wrong  here.  Nonetheless,  she’d  have  to  act  like  everything  was  normal.  

                                  ❛  Well, we don’t have anything planned yet, but anything could come up! We’ll play it by ear. I do think they’re home… I’m sure we’ll see them soon. Are you guys hungry? Want anything to drink?  ❜

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Louie’s eyes brighten a few paces when his mom went along with it. still. He gives her a warm smile. “They’re home? Oh man. We’ll probably play death darts then. It’s a been a while since a good match. I’m.” He cut himself off. 

“We’re not hungry Ms. Duck. But some water would be nice if you don’t mind. Is there somewhere we can lay down though before dinner? It was a long drive down from the campus.”

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sharpcr​:

      “I was talking about how much I cry, but like, that works too.”

“Great. Nice talk, thanks Lou.”

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i didnt have anything planned for the one year anniversary of forbidden fountain of the foreverglades so here’s this meme i finally got around to drawing

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               people always say ’  𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁 𝑜𝒻 𝒸𝒽𝑜𝒾𝒸𝑒𝓈  ’                                             иσ σиє ever mentions 𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕣

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calisotamuses​:

shippy memes for you hoes

@decanard​ said:  “You saved me.”

“You’re my best friend, Donny. I just did what you would’ve done for me, given the chance.”

And that wasn’t a lie. Mickey wore his heart on his sleeve, and he was never secretive about how much he adored Donald. That was his best friend in the world, and he’d stuck with Mickey no matter what had happened- through the death of his parents to the disappearance of his uncle Roy. Even earlier still, when Mickey had really become Mickey.

But here they were, together like they always had been, and things felt more normal than ever. Smiling faintly, he leaned over, shoulder to shoulder with his best friend.

“I’d do it again any day, no question asked.”

“So would I.” Donald presses the last inch closer. Memories of doing this even as kids washed over the duck and a sense of peace followed. He closed his eyes to further embrace the feeling. No matter what changed in their lives, they’d always have this. “You’re the most amazing person I know. Always have been Mick. Thank you.”

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One of my favorite birds

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clucktales​:

Something is off. Scrooge can't pinpoint what he can tell. He eyes the other for a second when he introduces himself.

His hand comes up to firmly shake Peter's. "or something." Scrooge says with a wry smile.

He's not about to explain the fountain of youth and being his great uncle.

"Scrooge McDuck."

“Scrooge, Scrooge. That sounds familiar. Isn’t the uncle’s name? You named after him. I’ve never met the man but my father has. They’ve done some business together.”