fethryloonduck

[fethryloonduck]

@soul-heart-and-beyond​

"Uh... I... talk too much."

"What I meant was... Hypothetically, if Uncle Scrooge was a Superhero he would probably do it for the money. But he wouldn't lie to his family, like, of course not - right!? - It's not like he would do that or endanger anyone for advantage in the very hypothetical situation he was a Superhero hewouldstillputhisfamilyatfirstbecauseducksarefamilyandheloveshisfamilyright! BUT THANKFULLY that doesn't matter anymore since the fight is over!"

fethryloonduck‌:

@soul-heart-and-beyond​

“Dewey, people would get hurt; weapons are not fun! Uh. So, maybe, they are just lying to us?”

“…I never thought of it from this angle. They are like Uncle Scrooge in a way.”

“ Yeah but….. Hm…. You’re right again, Uncle Fethry. But who’s lying to us? “

“ And how are they like Uncle Scrooge? “

[fethryloonduck]

@moonmiissed​

Fethry wiped his eyes and returned the smile, stroking the egg one last time.

"Of course I know, we're a family, we're always together!" He was trying to sound cheerful, but Della could feel the growing melancholy on his voice.

"I love talking to everybody! And I will surely love to talk to this little one! So please...

...Please... don't push me away."

Open Starter

[fethryloonduck]

@soul-heart-and-beyond​

“Dewey, people would get hurt; weapons are not fun! Uh. So, maybe, they are just lying to us?”

“...I never thought of it from this angle. They are like Uncle Scrooge in a way.”

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@soul-heart-and-beyond​

“I’m very proud of you for listening to me…”

“…And I really hope they never fight each other because it would break my heart! I’m sure they are better than that, though. Do you think a person would become a hero for ulterior motives!?”

“ Well, you speak the truth, and I stan that truth. “

“ But that would totally be something cool to see! Lasers getting shot all everywhere! Bombs! Missiles! I think even some moves might get pulled on one another! Yeah!!!! “

“ Oh, uhhhh, yeah, some people do it for a different motive than just helping others. “

[fethryloonduck]

@florcntissimae​

“It’s not about being cool, it’s about being a good person!”

              ❛If ya ask me, neither of them are cool. Stupid heroes.❜

[fethryloonduck]

@soul-heart-and-beyond​

“I’m very proud of you for listening to me...”

“...And I really hope they never fight each other because it would break my heart! I’m sure they are better than that, though. Do you think a person would become a hero for ulterior motives!?”

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@soul-heart-and-beyond​

“But that’s no excuse to start a fight. You both have to play nice and respect each other’s opinion’s! Your Superheroes wouldn’t like to see you fighting, would they? They would never fight each other, true heroes only fight evil! Having petty fights with your brother is not fighting for a better world!”

“ Me starting a fight, is me bringing out my sword. What we’ve got here, is just a nice, little, civil debate that should just be left alone, but NOOO, Huey had to bring it up. “

“ …..But you’re right. They wouldn’t want to see me fight, though I’m not sure if they would never fight each other. That’d be interesting to see! “

[fethryloonduck]

@guidebookheld​

“What matters are their intentions and their hearts, that are in right place. Being a hero is not a race, everybody can be heroic in their own way... Real people have no stats. It’s not like it was some measure like points or badges.”

“Both Darkwing and Gizmoduck are great! Both fight for what’s right, and as for people trying to make the world a better place, the more, the merrier!”

[fethryloonduck]

@soul-heart-and-beyond​

“But that’s no excuse to start a fight. You both have to play nice and respect each other’s opinion’s! Your Superheroes wouldn’t like to see you fighting, would they? They would never fight each other, true heroes only fight evil! Having petty fights with your brother is not fighting for a better world!”

fethryloonduck‌:

“Both Darkwing and Gizmoduck are great! Both fight for what’s right, and as for people trying to make the world a better place, the more, the merrier!”

“  I’m with you, Uncle Fethry, but Hubert’s spilled sacrilege onto the scene and that cannot be overlooked!  “

[fethryloonduck]

“Both Darkwing and Gizmoduck are great! Both fight for what’s right, and as for people trying to make the world a better place, the more, the merrier!”

[fethryloonduck]

@moonmiissed​

Fethry had no idea that calling the triplets "Little Donalds " was painful for Della to hear. It should be obvious, yes, but not for him.

He was doing his best to hold the egg with the utmost care, trying to stop his hands from shaking, but he was getting VERY moved by the situation.

"Hi, little baby, hi..."

Speaking softly to the egg, he wraps his arms around it and squeezes it lightly, terrified by the idea of dropping the soon-to-be baby. Fethry could feel his heart pounding and his mouth getting dry, but he wanted to leave a first good impression.

He gently rubs his bill on the egg and hums a song to it, the same song Fethry sang to his krill.

"...I'm your uncle Fethry, and I promise you you'll always have someone willing to hear you... No matter who you decide to be."

And he clumsily handles it back to Della.

Open Starter

fethryloonduck‌:

@moonmiissed​

“I have some mac n’ cheese leftovers back in the Lab Dels, there’s no need! I would go days without eating when I was down the SubLab, and I was fine-”

He suddenly stops rambling.

“Wait a sec, egg, as in, EGG? As in, a little fluffy cute baby!? REALLY!? EGG!!! Oh, may I hold them? I wanna say hello! Donnie never let me see the Little Donalds!”

“OH MY GOD! I can’t believe it! This is so cool!!! Dels, congratulations!”

“….Yeah I guess the boys are Donald’s at this point.” 

Della laughed lightly, but her eyes were sad. She got the egg out of it’s holder, holding it gently. She smiled, looking over at Fethry and handing it over to him. Making sure he was holding it right. 

“Be gentle.”

[fethryloonduck]

HOWDY !!

can you do me a favor && ♡ or ↻ this if you’d be interested

in interacting w/ a LIT., indie && SEMI - SELECTIVE huey duck from dt2017 ?

thank you !!!!!!!

PERSONALS DNI.

[fethryloonduck]

@moonmiissed​

"I have some mac n' cheese leftovers back in the Lab Dels, there's no need! I would go days without eating when I was down the SubLab, and I was fine-"

He suddenly stops rambling.

"Wait a sec, egg, as in, EGG? As in, a little fluffy cute baby!? REALLY!? EGG!!! Oh, may I hold them? I wanna say hello! Donnie never let me see the Little Donalds!”

“OH MY GOD! I can't believe it! This is so cool!!! Dels, congratulations!"

Open Starter

“I was so focused on reading about mantis shrimp behavior that I totally lost track of time! I think I haven’t eaten since… yesterday morning, perhaps? But I’m good! Don’t worry!”

[fethryloonduck]

Open Starter

"I was so focused on reading about mantis shrimp behavior that I totally lost track of time! I think I haven't eaten since... yesterday morning, perhaps? But I'm good! Don't worry!"

[fethryloonduck]

@listofevilinventions​

Unlike Gyro, Fethry was eager to hug anyone who he felt had good intentions. In fact, he was maybe a bit too eager, as he extended the hug for an uncomfortable amount of time apparently oblivious about the inventor's uneasiness.

"Nice! GREAT! Oh, I'm so, SO excited! Thank you! I promise you won't regret it!"

After letting go the loon-duck gazed at the other bird full of anticipation, akin to a child waiting to open a Christmas present. He was trying to stay still, but Fethry couldn't stop wagging his tail.

"When do I start!? What do you want me to do? What can I do to help?"

fethryloonduck‌:

listofevilinventions‌:

@listofevilinventions

Gaaaaasp!

“You mean I’m allowed to fiddle around on the machines!? Do you really mean it!?” Fethry just couldn’t stop grinning, his hands flapping up and and down nonstop. “And what kind of ‘endeavours’ are you talking about? Do you have plans for me?”

The loon-duck was getting very commoved and excited - no way he could focus on meditation now. Fethry pratically threw himself at Gyro’s arms giving him the biggest hug.

“I LOVE you, boss! Thank you so much!”

🐓🔪🧄  ||  the chicken blinked at the enthusiastic response. it must have been a dream come true for this eccentric duck. 

“ You may fiddle with some machines. With minor supervision. I’m sure Fenton would be happy to watch your work. “ 

a nervous smile formed on the chicken’s face. he was not used to being hugged by people so it always confused him. the inventor hoped that he would get used to physical affection eventually. 

“ Plans? Well, there are some inventions that could use with a uhnn ….fresh pair of eyes. “ 

[fethryloonduck]

Punishment Symbol Prompts

horrificmemes:

Send me a symbol for your muse to inflict one of these methods of pain, neglect, or suffering. Trigger warnings ahead for … basically, all kinds of unpleasant manipulation, torture, and such. Feel free to make suggestions for a possible part two!

🔒 Lock my muse up in a small cage or a cell

🤢 Force my muse to eat or drink something disgusting/something they hate.

🖊 Write something insulting on my muse’s body, and make them wear it there all day

💀 Starve my muse (or for supernatural muses, deprive them of feedings).

👄Feed on my muse or harvest blood/energy/etc from them (if the sender has a supernatural muse)

⛓  Tie my muse up with chains against a wall.

👂 Torture my muse with insults, cruel words, and verbal threats

🎀 Use ropes to tie up my muse to any surface.

 ❄ Torture my muse with intense cold

 ☀ Torture my muse with intense heat

🥈(for supernatural muses) Press or threaten to press silver/iron against my muse’s body to hurt them

🔪Make cuts or punctures on my muse’s body

📷Photograph or videotape my muse being injured or tortured however you see fit

🛁Submerge my muse in water (of any temperature) with the possibility of drowning them

⭕ (for supernatural muses) Make a ring or seal around my muse so they cannot escape.

💔Drain my muse’s blood (a bit or a lot)

😴Force my muse to stay awake when they’re very tired

🥊Throw punches at my muse while they are cuffed or tied up and cannot fight back

💡 Check up on my muse after leaving them alone in the dark, in silence, for hours or even days

😫Threaten and frighten my muse with things that scare them

🔮Use magic to bind my muse, hypnotize them, or make them a slave

🔥Burn my muse with candles, wax, matches, or a lighter flame held near the skin.

🚬Press a burned cigarette end onto my muse’s skin

📌Shove needles or pins into my muse

☕Throw scalding liquid on my muse.

and as a bonus…

🗡Give my muse the option to face up to three tortures on this list, or else they have to hurt someone they love

[fethryloonduck]

@ducktales-wco-oo​

"Really!?" The loon-duck clapped his hands, taken by a growing excitement. "I can't believe you never went to a Slumber Party before! I used to have these all the time in Granny's house until... until..." A pinch of sadness overtook his voice. "Until my cousins all grew out of it, I guess..."

But that didn't matter now, he had a new friend and he was sure they would have a wonderful time together! How many times did he dream about having a friend to share his interests with while isolated in the Sublab of the Future? Countless!

Fethry took Fenton by the hand, practically dragging him around, and leaving his custodian duties behind - that could wait, the dust on the floor wasn't going anywhere.

With his tail wagging in anticipation, Fethry excitedly introduced his coworker o the 'backstage' of the ultra technological laboratory; boxes and containers of all kinds, bottles of all colors and sizes full of potentially dangerous chemicals and enough scrap metal to make a moderately-sized junkyard blush.

Amidst the impressive collection, behind the cleaning supplies there lied a door; Cleary it was meant to be yet another storage room, but it was poorly converted into a studio apartment of some kind.

"Welcome to my place: The Dream Room II! I wasn't expecting anyone today… Actually, I wasn't expecting anyone to come here at all, ever. So, it may be just a itty-bitty messy…"

Fethry opened the door, cheerfully inviting Fenton inside. The place was cluttered, barely fitting the bed, wardrobe and side table. A door inside led to a tiny bathroom, the sink being somewhere in between this door and the 'kitchen area', that was basically a microwave oven and a mini-fridge docked under the table - a pile of dirty plates accumulating over.

The main focus of the room was the big TV fixed on the wall, Fethry sat on the bed and slid to the side to give Fenton enough place to hop in. The floor in front of the TV had a little gap covered in boxes with all kinds of goods the gangly loon-duck had managed to collect from his previous hyperfixations; An old Waddle laptop, shells, a retro videogame, a flute, a glass bong, art supplies and horror movies DVDs were just the tip of the iceberg. On the floor, some folded clothes were waiting to be placed inside the wardrobe.

A wonky bookshelf displayed a disordered collection of books, comics and mangas of all genres, together with notebooks from the many courses Fethry tried to attend and a bunch of action figures (Darkwing Duck merch included, of course).

Under that was a billboard broadly covered in photos, the majority of them being photos of a young Fethry having fun with his cousins. He had a single photo of his family, his mother, brother and himself, Fethry's father seemingly cut out of the picture. The newer photos were from the lab; Gyro, Fenton, Manny, most of them unaware a photo was being taken. Also Mitzi, Fethry had dozens of pictures of the giant krill and surprisingly he got a knack to make the giant sea creature look like a cute little critter, incapable of ever doing any harm.

“So? What do you want to do first?” Fethry asked, barely containing his enthusiasm. He pulled a crumpled pizza box from the mini-fridge, offering it to Fenton “Don’t worry, this is from yesterday!” he said in a reassuring tone; the pizza was practically untouched, Fethry seemingly had only eaten a single slice.

fethryloonduck‌:

@ducktales-wco-oo

“You’ve got a point… I haven’t thought so far about this…” Fethry furrowed his eyebrows, lost in thought; suddenly a shiny idea hits him and he can’t stop grinning!

“What if we share the bed!? It will be like a sleepover! Gaaaasp! FENTON! This is gonna be so cool! We can make popcorn, I have some snacks stacked, also I was already planning on binge-watching some horror movies after my shift! Do you like vampires? werewolves!? This is gonna be SO FUN!”

Fethry was frantically flapping his hands, too excited to to stay quiet, doing a happy dance around Fenton.

“…I mean IF you feel like… Slumber parties are cool. It’s… uh… Okay if you don’t. I think I’ve got carried away. You’re probably too tired.”

The loon-duck face was turning red, he took a few steps from Fenton seemly self-aware.

“B-but we can still both sleep there, you know. We’re both ducks, we’re tiny… And I can’t just leave you in the desk… Here, come with me. Let’s at least find you something to eat.”

Fethry approached again, reaching out his hand, a subtle smile in his bill.

{ ☆ } Fenton is about to reiterate that he’s perfectly fine, but before he can utter a single word the other duck beats him to it. Flinching at the sudden increase of volume— Fethry’s voice reverberating off the lab walls, much like during Dr. Gearloose’s ranting. Just more… happy-sounding —eyes are wide at the suggestion, surprised at Feth’s blatant enthusiasm for the idea. But not at all opposed. He just hadn’t wanted to overstep any boundaries or overstay his welcome… but if Feth is not only willing to accommodate him, but excited to- 

Well, who is Fenton to squash that? 

Tail is already wagging at frantic speeds to match Fethry’s happy flaps, a wide grin starting to stretch across his beak as the other continues to elaborate on what they can do. Gaze glimmering with excitement at the suggestions, scenarios already playing out within his mind, each BETTER than the last, all thoughts of exhaustion are wiped away. His body seemingly reenergized by Fethry’s contagious enthusiasm. Besides, he had just gotten up from crashing nodding off for a few hours… surely he’ll be fine to remain awake for a few more.

Gaze follows Fethry as he dances around him, Fenton spinning in a circle to follow as best he can with the loon-duck’s hyperactive movements. More than familiar with the color starting to hint his friend’s cheeks and the way his energy fizzles as exactly what he is saying and doing seems to HIT, Fenton chuckles and offers a comforting smile. Hands waving in an attempt to reassure, he quickly says, “That sounds wonderful. All of your suggestions do!” 

Negating any shadow of a doubt, Fenton steps forward to remove the space Fethry had sheepishly added, taking hold of the hand offered without a smidge of hesitation. Giving it a light squeeze, he chipperly continues, “Honestly, I’m feeling much more awake than I was earlier! I doubt I could fall back asleep even if I attempted to…” Besides, he doesn’t WANT to. “Especially with comestibles, cinema, and comradery as an alternative!” 

Laughing lightly, free hand rubs the back of his neck as he averts his gaze, feathers puffing slightly as he admits, “Besides… I’ve never actually… participated in a slumber party before.” But the thought has definitely crossed his mind more than once. He just- never thought the opportunity would arise THIS way, or at all. “You’re actually the first person to invite me to one.” Fenton adds, looking over at Fethry with a sheepish shrug. { ☆ }

[fethryloonduck]

@warraigoe​

Gaaaasp!

“You’re,,, Wow, no, you can’t be... Do you know my cousin Donald? He used to be part of this band on college - The Three Caballeros - and I listened to every single song they ever released...  Are you by any chance the FAMOUS MUSICIAN Panchito Romero Miguel Junipero Francisco Quintero González III!?”

fethryloonduck‌:

“WAK! Buddy! Are you ok?”

          he jumps up, almost unphased, ❝ ah, amigo ! i’m all good ! nothing like a morning jog to get you going, no ?  ❞

[fethryloonduck]

💔 - @gladstonetm! (Please reroll if you get one of our muses dying or having a terminal illness!)

38. My muse finds out yours is a drug addict.

Fethry gazed at his cousin for several seconds, not sure how to translate his feelings into words. With nervous fingers interlocked and thumbs circling each other the loon-duck lowered his head and hunched over.

"I want you to know I care about you deeply as my family and as my friend, and that you can always count on me, but we really need to talk."

Fethry took a deep breath, trying to address the subject with the utmost care, caution and compassion.

"I accidentally saw that you're keeping dangerous and addictive substances on your things... Gladstone, are you on drugs?"