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yandere-toons · 2 years

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How would a Nibling reader handle Della and Scrooge along with Donald and the triplets? They all would definitely have some different ideas of how to keep her safe and make themselves the favorite.

Donald Duck, Huey Duck, Louie Duck, Dewey Duck, Della Duck, Scrooge McDuck, Gladstone Gander, Fethry Duck (Platonic Headcanons)

Warnings: yandere, psychological manipulation, toxic mindsets.

A.N. - Why not add Gladstone and Fethry?

It is hard enough to be a member of the McDuck-Duck extended family with all the complicated relationships, but being the favourite of so many makes it that much worse.

The nibling most likely lives with Donald on the houseboat. He prefers to be the chaperone on any trip outside the boat and goes as far as to forbid long-distance journeys.

Della takes immediate offence at this and claims that adventure is to the mind what water is to the body, and she is happy to whisk the nibling away on an adventure without getting Donald's permission. Adventures with Della range from riding with her on the Cloud Slayer to visiting the Moon goddess Selene.

Scrooge agrees that a little fun in life is healthy, and he tells Donald to be more lenient lest he discredits himself as a guardian. Even so, Scrooge dislikes being excluded from the adventure and demands to be included in the future. He worries that his nibling is vulnerable without him.

Gladstone feeds into the attitude of “whatever the nibling wants, the nibling gets.” Whatever is wanted, Gladstone purchases the most expensive and glamorous version. It comes through express delivery with a signed card so that no one forgets who bought it.

He is proving his superiority in the gift-giving department, and it irritates Donald to no end every time the mailman knocks on his door with boxes of designer clothes and a new sports car in tow.

Fethry wishes to show his nibling the wonders of the deep blue sea. He either calls or arrives at the house unannounced, asking his nibling to come with him to the underwater laboratory without telling anyone else.

Gladstone occasionally gets in on this and gives Fethry and his nibling a ride on the Gladyear Blimp.

There have been several instances where the rest of the family panics because of this and scrambles to recover their nibling. The lack of communication on Fethry's part leads Scrooge and Della to blame an imaginary kidnapper, while Donald is the first to suspect his cousins.

As Scrooge and Della interrogate familiar enemies such as Glomgold, Donald phones his cousins and makes arrangements to track them down if neither of them answers. The triplets overhear Donald's plan and wear down his patience until he lets them tag along.

While aboard the Gladyear Blimp, Gladstone treats his nibling to drinks, snacks and all the amenities his luck can buy. Fethry displays his jars of krill and talks about Mitzy, as sharing his interests is his way of bonding with his nibling.

Scrooge chastises Gladstone for his careless indulgence of their nibling's whims, arguing that Gladstone is teaching the wrong values and encouraging laziness. Gladstone contends that he is helping his nibling live the good life.

Scrooge counters this by offering his nibling a room at McDuck Manor, where he promises to teach the ways of how to become a self-sufficent bilionaire.

The triplets want to join each outing their nibling takes, and Dewey suggests that they become stowaways should their request be denied. Louie acts as a distraction for those who arranged the trip, while Huey orchestrates the whole scheme.

None of the older ducks are bothered by this, except Donald when his nephews' courageous spirits and knack for attracting danger pull his nibling into an adventure. Della welcomes her kids onto the Cloud Slayer and acts like her nibling is one of her own.

Family reunions are a catastrophe of desperation and passive aggression. Della is itching to sweep her nibling into the cargo plane and set off on the next adventure, which results in Donald arguing with her and trying not to let his nibling out of his sight at the same time.

The triplets compete with each other over who gets to spend what amounts of time with their nibling.

Scrooge monologues about how he acquired his vast wealth in the hope that his nibling will want him as a mentor, and Gladstone periodically interrupts him to hand his nibling a jewel he found on the ground.

Fethry has little to no sense of competition, choosing instead to follow his nibling around the area and share oceanic facts.

As the reunion comes to an end, everyone offers the nibling a place with them for a while. Whoever is chosen will take great pride in it and, except for Donald and Fethry, will flaunt it when the others are nearby.

If the nibling decides to live alone, each duck protests against the decision. A compromise is eventually reached that involves having one member of the family visit every day, but the nibling is allowed to choose who it is.

Choosing to live with someone outside of the family leads to a long-running showdown. This person becomes the target of resentment and envy, which manifests itself in Donald having a furious outburst if they so much as irk his nibling in his presence.

Scrooge joins Donald in belittling them if his nibling ever gets upset with the person. Scrooge insinuates that this fool is inept and undeserving of his nibling's time, while Della keeps urging her nibling to follow her on an adventure and forget about everything else.

Gladstone insults this new roommate in that covert sort of way that sounds innocent but is truly malicious. Fethry continues to visit his nibling no matter how late in the day it may be and regardless of whether the person knows who he is.

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did-i-mention-the-shirt · 2 years

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dont judge me

OKAY SO IF I WERE TO "HYPOTHETICALLY" CREATE A BIG BOOK FULL OF DUCKTALES X READER QUIZZES/STORIES ON QUOTEV WHO WOULD YALL WANNA SEE? IN THESE BOOKS???

(Update: It's up! Look at my pinned post <3)

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honeyynymphh · 1 year

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Il Cuore Della Principessa Papa IV x Fem!Reader Rating: E Word Count: 1.7k tags/warning: thigh riding, daddy dom papa, kisses, cuddles, google translated italiano summary: overworked and exhausted, Papa insists you take a break.

ao3

“Sorella?” Bleary-eyed you look up and see Copia standing in front of you, hands clasped in front of him. The sight of him in his black suit with his meticulously painted papal paints makes you smile, albeit tiredly. You hum in response, stifling a yawn as you do. You’ve been in the library for hours now—what time was it? You glance at the large clock on the wall and notice it’s nearly eleven o’clock. Another glance out the large windows of the abbey library shows the darkened sky and you can hear the rain steadily pattering against the glass. There is barely anyone else in here. You’d only ducked out briefly for dinner and that had been hours ago.

You stretch your arms up, luxuriating in the feel of your poor cramped muscles getting a break from the hunched position you’d been cooped up in. You drop your arms and try to stifle another yawn, twiddling the pen in your hand.

“It’s time to rest, cara mia,” says Copia, coming around the large table and placing a gentle hand on your shoulder.

“But I have to get this done for Sister Imperator,” you say with a sigh, eyes dropping down to look at the pages strewn before you. Why did you agree to help Sister with Papa Terzo’s taxes…a nightmare.

“You can do so tomorrow or the next day,” he says, taking the pen out of your unresisting grasp and throwing it on the table. “Pick up your things.”

“But Sister—”

Copia takes your chin gently, but firmly, between two gloved fingers to make you look up at him.

“I am your Papa, not Imperator, and I said pick up your things,” he repeats evenly. “Now, dolce.”

With a sigh, you grab all your documents, placing them back into the numerous folders. Really, you could have worked in Sister’s office. But it was so much calmer in the library—and there was so much more space. Also, you did not like all the prying questions she had about you and Copia. You know she meant well, but it was annoying…and also, you had no idea what your relationship was with the head of the church.

He effortlessly steers you out of the silent library and towards his papal chambers, taking the folders from your hands and carefully placing them on a nearby coffee table when you enter the room. The chill from the rain had permeated the old abbey, but it was currently being banished by the low fire crackling merrily in the fireplace. When he seats himself in the overly gilded, yet surprisingly comfortable, chaise lounge in front of the flickering flames he pats the space next to him. You follow, legs dragging with how tired you are to sit next to him. Immediately he pulls you into him so your head is in the crook of his neck and your legs tangled with his as you lie together on the lounge. The smell of chapel incense still clings to him from this morning's sermon, along with the heady mix of his cologne and that earthy yet undeniable scent that is so purely him. You bury yourself into him with a contented sigh, eyes closing as you relish in the feel of the warm fire and his arms around you.

“You’ve been working so hard, dolce,” he says, voice a gentle tease. “I’ve been lonely without you.”

Your eyes snap open at that and your hand fiddles with the fabric of his jacket as you listen to the steady beat of his heart underneath your cheek. You watch the flames flicker low in the grate for a moment before you speak.

“You’re Papa, you cannot be lonely,” you say, trying to not sound like a jealous child. But you are. You are certain he’s still managed to find someone else to warm his bed while you’ve been working overtime. You try to keep your voice casual, despite the way your words make your heart ache in your chest. “You can have any sibling you wish to keep you company.”

“I only have one principessa,” he says, the words rumbling against your cheek as he speaks.

He tucks a piece of hair behind your ear and kisses your forehead. It’s sweet. But it still makes your eyes prick as your chest is suddenly overwhelmed with feeling. You don’t want to share him. It doesn’t matter if he only calls you that, it still doesn’t stop the bitter feeling you have knowing he is still kissing others the way he kisses you. Or that he touches them with the same fingers that are now skating over your cheek.

“Mmm.” You keep fiddling with his suit jacket, fingers tracing over the embroidered grucifix.

“Principessa.” His voice is a gentle admonition. You ignore him, still letting your fingers worry the embroidery. He takes your hand away and forces you to lean back so his slightly unnerving gaze is upon yours and you quickly look down, unable to face it. “Principessa, look at me.”

Reluctantly you do and a gloved hand cups your cheek while staring defiantly at him, willing yourself not to cry. The smell of him and his hand on your face is overwhelming you, your chest aches as that unwavering gaze holds you.

“Just you, amore mio,” he says.

You try to look away again but his hand holds you firmly. “Copia, I—” The words fail you. You cannot speak as they catch in your throat. Yet you do not need words, the man knows you too well by now.

“Shh,” he murmurs, sitting up and pulling you towards him so you’re in his lap, legs straddling him and habit bunching around the tops of your thighs. “Papa has you.”

Your throat closes with the emotion and you suck in a sharp breath to steady yourself. He removes his gloves before you feel his large hands in your hair, soothing against your scalp. When he brings you closer, tucking your head under his chin you can’t help the few tears that fall. You’re so tired, and stressed—oh, you are happy to help Imperator, but it’s a lot of tedious work. The possibility that you do not have to share this man with anyone else is too much right now and the inviting pull of sinking into his embrace is too hard to ignore. All you want is to stay safe in his arms, letting the soothing motion of his hands stroking your hair lull you into a gentle reverie.

“Do you need Papa?” he asks, once more tilting your head up to look at him. He sighs at the sight of tears on your face and you press your lips together to stop the sob from escaping. When you give a quick but fervent nod, he wipes the tears from your cheeks. “No more tears, principessa.”

He leans his, lips capturing yours effortlessly. Despite the paint, you melt into it. Or perhaps you have simply grown too used to the paint, and the taste of it is merely a promise of pleasure to come. The hands in your hair move to hold your face as his tongue snakes into your mouth. Your own hands are pressed against his chest, the solid feeling of it is a steadying comfort as you are consumed by the urgent way you respond to his kiss. Your entire body is suddenly on fire for him, the melancholy starting to slink away back into the shadows as Papa nips at your bottom lip. A whimper manages to escape and you press your mouth against his with earnest, grinding into his lap in your desperation to be closer.

“Papa…” you whine.

The man nips at your lip again and you feel the gentle rumble of his low chuckle when you press yourself down against him again. It’s impossible to ignore the hardness pressing against you when he is wearing those tight trousers and you’re overcome with wanton desperation at the thought of him buried within you. Hastily you move to undo his jacket but he grabs your wrists with ease and you catch the smirk on his smudged lips.

“You have such little patience, principessa,” he teases, releasing your wrists and shifting you over so he can spread his legs. With you now straddling a single thigh, he pushes it up against your clothed sex. Your hands move to grip at his shoulders as it sends a wave of bliss rolling through you, leaving only a want for more in its wake. “You need to calm a little…relax, si? Go slow.”

You nod and he presses his thigh up against your pussy again making you moan. The friction feels far too good and you don’t need any more words from him to start rubbing yourself against his thigh. It’s solid beneath you and whenever he presses it up to meet you, causing your clit to throb at the added pressure your breath hitches.

“Good girl,” he says, hands moving to hold your waist. “You use Papa.”

Your movements get quicker as you feel your core tightening, the tendrils of bliss just within reach. You are sure you must be ruining his trousers, you can feel the sodden fabric of your knickers as you rub yourself against his thigh. It’s nowhere near as good as having his cock in you, or his fingers, but right now you are too keyed up to care. It’s friction, delicious friction, and the way Papa holds you in place has you keening. The tension snaps quickly when he presses his thigh against your clit and you come, the sweet relief making fresh tears prick at your eyes.

You ride it out against him, moaning as the pleasure ripples through you. Hands grip his suit jacket, creasing the fabric as you frantically hold onto him. A few moments pass as you come back to yourself, breaths evening out as Papa brushes a hand against your forehead before leaning in to plant a kiss.

“Does that feel better, la mia piccola principessa?” Another kiss is pressed against your forehead and you can’t help but smile. “Tell me.”

“Yes, Papa,” you breathe, sliding closer to him so you can tuck your head back under his chin.

“Sei l'unico per me, dolce.” Arms wrapping around you, he holds you close. “Just you, capisci? The only one for Papa.”

Amore mio - My love

La mia piccola principessa - My little princess

Sei l'unico per me, dolce - You’re the only one for me, dolce

Capisci? - You understand?

I have not proof read this and its like 12:30am but WOOH.

#started making it had a breakdown bon appetit #im fine #🥲🥲🥲#the band ghost fic #papa iv x female reader #papa iv x reader #fic: il cuore della principessa #im not sticking this on ao3 because i cannot be bothered and its kinda lame :))))#this isnt even that emotional but im Unwell so !#anyway dont perceive me thanks :)))#my-writing #update: less mentally unstable me added it to ao3 lmao

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ducklooney · 4 months

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comics normally have a status quo that stick, but if you could change the status quo of the stories (for ex: having Huey, Dewey and Louie Duck growing up) how would you progress/and end the charachters's stories? like donald, daisy, gladstone, fethry, scrooge, brigitta, etc).

One of my ideas would be della duck returning from space, and scrooge and brigitta would eventually marry, what would be yours?

Hi, sorry to reply late again, but you have asked a good question and your idea is good. I thought something similar. Yes, comics have the status quo for their own reasons, because the changes would probably upset the readers a little, which is understandable to me. But the comics, that is, certain authors have given some of those suggestions as to what the future of the Duck family could be. One comic called "Stories Untold" (INDUCKS is D 2023-034) by author Maya Åstrup and artist Cèsar Ferioli Pelaez tells how Scrooge wanted to go into the future to see what Duckburg would look like in 50 years. He left using Gyro's watch and Gyro's time machine and he couldn't see with his own eyes that Duckburg had changed a lot, that many devices were being used that were made up like holograms and that was thanks to a man who worked with Scrooge (I forgot his name). Scrooge was even more startled when he saw that none of his family had aged but himself, HDL remained the same, as did Miss Quackfaster. Yes, Gyro and Magica worked together in that future as well. I think it's a very interesting comic.

Well, how would I imagine the future of Duckburg? To be honest, I don't know myself, but I think this is how the future in the Duck family would go:

Huey, Dewey and Louie Duck as teenagers would certainly be, but more like the Quack Pack version, since I wouldn't imagine other versions of them older than that. They would graduate from elementary school with honors and go to high school together. The same would be true of Daisy's nieces. You can see my drawings of them as teenagers on this side blog: https://ducktoonsfanart.tumblr.com/

Yes, they would have different interests, but they would all act together, they would also help their Uncle Donald.

The marriage of Donald to Daisy Duck. Unfortunately, Disney prevented it from being shown at all, but I would certainly imagine that after a long time, Donald and Daisy would finally marry each other and have children (I think two, one boy, one girl). Yes, the final consent of Donald's and Daisy's parents would condition that and it can be said that there would also be a reconciliation of Donald's and Daisy's parents who were in conflict until now. Yes, Donald and Daisy would finally adopt their nephews and nieces as their own children, because they are their children.

3. Scrooge's future - In one version, it would be that Scrooge would finally marry Brigitta after a long time, and in the other, Scrooge would be together with Brigitta, where they would go to Scotland in their parents' castle. He would give the inheritance between Donald, Donald's nephews, and Dickie Duck, Goldie's granddaughter. Giving Dickie a share of the inheritance would mean that he would finally reconcile with Goldie, an old love from the Klondike long ago and right an old wrong, and Dickie would also be a successful businessman and be able to run together with Loretta, Brigitta's niece. After all, there would be reconciliation between Scrooge and Magica and the old rivalry after more time. In my second variant, they would be pulled together in one place, and in the first one, there would definitely be an appeasement with the help of Brigitte, the future wife of Scrooge, since she is also a friend of Magica de Spell.

4. Fethry and Gladstone - Fethry would find his love with Gloria Pascoalina and Dugan would be his adopted son. Gladstone would marry two women if possible, Linda Paper and Feather Mallard, his beloved companions. Shamrock would be his adopted son, otherwise he is Gladstone's nephew.

5. Della Duck - In my opinion, she would still travel in space, but she would return home occasionally. It's just that Della herself chose to live in space, her unlimited journey. She would not forget her brother and her sons, but she would accept a different fate, and she could find comfort if her sons were with her brother, who would be a real parent for them. Of course, every time she returned home she would be welcomed home joyfully.

6. Gus Goose, Abner Duck, and Grandma Duck - Gus would live in Duckburg more, but would continue to help Grandma Duck, but Abner Duck would take on more of the chores of taking care of Grandma Duck. Grandma Duck would continue to cook and take care of the farm, but her grandchildren would help her, since she was very old. Certainly still alive, but not as strong as before. Aber would certainly also be a trucker who would transport goods from time to time.

7. Other characters - Ludwig would live with Matilda alone, Gyro would be a successful inventor in Duckburg and find his love, and he would adopt his nephew Newton as his son. Glomgold's nephew Slackjack Snorehead would help Glomgold in times of need, and Rockerduck would prepare his nephews for future business management, although he would make complications for Scrooge's heirs, since he too has the right to do so (Aunt Eider).

That would be my vision of the future for Duckburg and the Duck family, maybe I'll make a separate post about it someday, if I have enough time, what the future could be for Donald Duck, his friends and his family, as well as Duckburg himself. I already do that in my Quack Pack AU, by writing my fanfictions. It would certainly be a combination of Donald Duck comics, OG Ducktales and Quack Pack, my way.

So thank you for the idea and maybe you like my suggestions that I gave, they will definitely remain the best as they are shown in Donald Duck comics then, now and in the future. And maybe in the future we will see Donald's successors who will look a lot like Donald, Scrooge and Donald's nephews. This is certainly my opinion and I'm glad you asked. And sorry if there are things you don't agree with. But if you have anything else to ask, feel free to ask.

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kotlc-deleted-scenes · 1 year

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Keeper Summer Week #6

Third Deleted Scene from Neverseen

I removed this scene—even though I knew all of my shipping-obsessed readers would love it—because it felt like I was having the characters be aware of the flirting/romantic tension in a way that didn't feel natural to their personalities. I realized that just because I was incredibly familiar with all the crushes between them didn't mean that all of the characters were. Some were a bit more oblivious—and others weren't quite ready to act on that knowledge. So I cut this to stay true to where the characters were emotionally at in that moment. (Those with sharp eyes may notice that Fitz's hair stayed green for a bit longer in this draft—and the rules/process of matchmaking was slightly different.)

—Shannon

They were halfway across the bridge when Fitz shouted, "Wait!"

His green hair made him look like an alien as he ran to catch up with them.

"Can I talk to you for a second?" he asked Sophie, then noticed everyone watching them. "Telepathically?"

What's up? she transmitted as she opened her mind to his thoughts.

I just wanted to say that if you can't sleep tonight—or if you wake up with nightmares or something—call for me. I've heard your transmissions from halfway around the world. I should be able to pick them up from across the river.

But what if I wake you?

Who cares?

"Are you guys done flirting over there?" Keefe shouted. "Is this how it's going to be now that you're Fitzphie?"

"Stop calling us that!" Sophie shouted back.

"That's right," Fitz agreed. "We're Sophitz!"

He grinned at her as her brows shot up. And then…he hugged her.

It wasn't a tight hug or anything. In fact, there was probably enough space to fit another person between them.

But still—FITZ WAS HUGGING HER.

Figured this ought to shut Keefe up, he transmitted, killing the moment.

"Call me if you need me," he said out loud.

Sophie turned and walked away, keeping her eyes on her feet as she crossed the rest of the bridge and ducked inside. Della was kind enough to head straight for her room. Unfortunately, Biana didn't let her off the hook so easy.

"So, what was that about?" she asked.

Sophie went for distraction. "I'm just worried about my family."

"I know," Biana said quietly. "I'm sorry. I hope they're okay."

"Me too."

Sophie was almost to her room when Biana added, "But that's not what I mean, and you know it. Are you and Fitz…?"

Sophie waited.

If Biana wasn't going to say it, she certainly wasn't.

Biana narrowed her eyes. "You're going to make me bring up the hug?"

Sophie cringed.

This was dangerous territory.

Biana had almost not become her friend because she thought Sophie was using her to get to her brother. And Sophie would never do that—but she also wouldn't have minded if Fitz noticed her on his own.

Biana didn't need to know that. Especially since the truth was so much less exciting. "Fitz was just trying to annoy Keefe," Sophie mumbled, attempting not to let her disappointment leak into her voice.

And maybe it worked, because all Biana said was "Hmm."

Then again, when Sophie turned to leave, Biana called after her.

"You know I don't care, right? If you and my brother…I mean, it'd be weird, but…"

"We're friends," Sophie insisted.

"I know. But just in case…”

“Um. Okay."

Sophie wondered if it were possible to have a more awkward conversation. Apparently, it was, because Biana had to go and ask, "What about Dex? And Keefe?"

Now those were dangerous questions. Well, not the Dex part—but Keefe?

“They're also my friends."

Biana arched one brow, clearly not convinced.

"Aren't we all supposed to be waiting to be matched or something?" Sophie asked, trying to steer away from the trickier subjects.

Not that being "matched" was any less weird. It was one of the strangest parts about being an elf. The elves had a complicated matchmaking system, and not following it had huge consequences. They claimed it was to ensure proper genetic diversity in their offspring, but the whole thing felt super unfair, and like a disaster waiting to happen.

"I guess that's true," Biana agreed, looking somewhat mollified. "Can you believe we'll have to register next year? Well, assuming we're not still on the run."

"Next year?" Sophie asked.

"Yeah. We register when we enter Level Four at Foxfire. I mean, we don't get our matches right then or anything. That's not until we finish Level Six. But we register early so the matchmakers have time to prepare our lists."

"That's…really soon."

"I know."

Biana didn't seem nearly as freaked out by this information. She even laughed at Sophie's stunned expression.

"Good night, Sophie."

"Night," Sophie mumbled, stumbling blankly back to her room.

#kotlc deleted scene #kotlc deleted scenes #neverseen

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writebackatya · 8 months

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🥺🤡✅

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

Any interaction that involves one character being unable to forgive themselves while the second character perfectly understands what the other has been through and helps them move on. I love it when

🤡 What’s a line, scene, or exchange you’ve written that made you laugh?

I do love the entire arcade scene from Let’s All Go to the Movies! (shoutout to Fenton, Gosalyn, and Webby for all being great), but I absolutely love the entire exchange between Dewey and Gandra at the Fight Fighters arcade cabinet

I just love Dewey's enthusiasm against Gandra's sarcasm, the parallels Dewey sees between him and Gandra (also the fact he plugs his YouTube Channel in the conversation, gotta admire the hustle), Dewey not caring the slightest that Gandra was on the bad guy's side because he's been there too (not to mention they both worked for Mark Beaks at one point), the sound effects of the arcade game matching the conversation, and just the fact Dewey does not realize that Gandra really doesn't want to talk to him at the moment. I've said before but I have been both Dewey and Gandra in that situation so I have sympathy for both, but I also find the situation funny.

I remember when I was writing the scene I tried my best to keep Dewey's lines intrusive (without him meaning to be intrusive), long, and just a lot at once, while Gandra's responses are bit shorter, snarkier, and a bit too subtle for Dewey to comprehend. It's great when one person wants to keep the conversation going while the other just wants to end it but can't

✅ What’s something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don’t mean to?

Della Duck. Even when she's not there her presence should be there

I do love using the "Wait, what?!" line from the show a lot. I do try to incorporate the show's running gags as best as I can and that one is just the easiest to insert. I do go overboard at times. So much that my beta reader felt the need to point it out one time when they were beta reading one of my stories

#fanfic writer ask game #tokuvivor #writebackatya

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panfluidme · 7 days

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One-Shots

Wild Kratts:

I won’t do x readers or Krattcest, any ships with Martin (oc or not), or things with characters I don’t know

The two ships that I like are Jimmy/Chris and Aviva/Koki

I enjoy angst, so don’t feel afraid to ask for it. I’ll start posting one-shots that I do have onto here for you guys if you’re interested

Send me an ask and say that it’s specifically a one-shot request. This way, I can tag you in it, and you have the option of having it be anonymous

There’s no deadline, so ask whenever you have an idea. It might not come out right away, but it will happen

Just in Time

Snake Bite

Figuring Himself Out

Too Late

Captured and Hurt

Taken Away Forever, This Goodbye Means Forever

Humiliated and Hurt

Almost Gone

Can't Think Right

Lost in the Woods

Last Breath

Disney:

I'll write smut for any of the ships (as long as everyone's over eighteen)

Go as fluffy or as angsty as you want

I will not write about suicide or eating disorders

I will not write about homophobia/transphobia/racism or anything of the sorts unless if the victim of this hate is later comforted by friends and/or family

Feel free to DM me your request if you don't want me to give you credit

If you want me to write a ship that isn't in my list, lemme know. I will not do any incest ships, so don't even try

No x readers

If you request anything and break one of these rules, I won't be writing your request and will delete your comment or DM

Rules for commenting:

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Ships:

Tangled (this includes the show):

Rapunzel x Eugene

Varian x Hugo

Eugene x Lance

Frozen:

Honeymaren x Elsa

Anna x Kristoff

Anna x Hans

Anna x Hans x Kristoff

Hans x Kristoff

Encanto:

Julieta x Agustín

Pepa x Félix

Dolores x Mariano

Alma x Pedro

Night at the Museum:

Jedtavius

Larry x Ahk

Teddy x Sac

Descendants:

Jay x Carlos

Mal x Ben

Marvel:

Parksborn (only for MSM)

Spideypool (Peter is aged up or Wade is aged down)

Parkner/Parley (Peter x Harley)

Peter x Ned (idk if this is an actual thing, butttt)

Spideychelle

Stony

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Ironstrange

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Quill x Gamora

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Mei x Miriam

Coco:

None

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Luca x Alberto

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Honey Lemon x Tadashi

Moana:

None

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Zilo (Zack x Milo)

Melissa x Amanda

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Duck-Tales:

Goldie x Scrooge

Launchpad x Fenton/Gizmo Duck

Donald x Daisy

Launchpad x Della

Gravity Falls:

Billdip

Mabcifica

Ford x Fiddleford

Star vs the Forces of Evil:

Tomco

Star x Janna

Star x Oskar

Angie x Rafael

Moon x River

Amphibia:

Anne x Sasha x Marcy

The Owl House:

Lumity

Hunter x Willow

Hunter x Edric

Eda x Camila

Phineas and Ferb:

Baljeet x Buford

Candace x Jeremy

Linda x Lawrence (the parents)

101 Dalmatian Street:

None

Percy Jackson:

Percy x Leo

Percy x Grover

Frank x Hazel

Jason x Leo

Jason x Piper

Piper x Annabeth

Sally x Paul

Sally x Poseidon

Magnus x Alex

I own none of the characters (minus a handful of OCs for plot convince) or any of the art used in this book! If you see your art in this book and don't want it in here, lemme know!

MARVEL:

School Dance

A Picnic and A Movie

Car Crash

#wild kratts #disney #one shots #master post

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godfrey-the-chaos-duck · 1 year

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✨ I WROTE A THING ✨

A Question Of Choices, Of Past, Present And Future (3157 words) by ChaosDuckWrites Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: DuckTales (Cartoon 2017) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Scrooge McDuck, Huey Duck (Disney), Dewey Duck (Disney), Louie Duck (Disney), Webby Vanderquack, Ludwig von Drake, Della Duck (Disney) Additional Tags: Pride, LGBTQ Themes, Bisexual Scrooge McDuck, Questioning, How Do I Tag, Fluff and Humor Summary: Tagged as Gen and M/M because nothing overly shippy happens but romantic interests are mentioned (still kinda new to the whole AO3 thing!!) Scrooge McDuck is tougher than the toughies, smarter than the smarties and TOTALLY sure of himself, right…? Wrong. Let me tell you, when it comes to fluff, it doesn't get much more wholesome than dear old Scroogie's queer panic! And I have a message for all my readers. It's never too late to discover who you are. Everybody is valid, and never let anyone tell you otherwise. You deserve to be loved and cherished. Thank you.

#the chaos duck has spoken #chaos duck writes #ducktales #ducktales 2017 #dt17 #scrooge mcduck #pride month

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mara-and-its-the-same · 2 years

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CONGRATS DELLA!!!! IM SO SUPER DUPER PROUD OF YOU <3

🌷 I was wondering if I could have a fluff blurb with Eddie? I struggle with anxiety and things being too much for me, so I was thinking Eddie comforting reader who is overwhelmed with school and life. Maybe a prompt could be, "c'mon...let's take a break and come back to this when we're ready."

This is usually something I do to stop my thoughts from running wild and stressing out...hopefully this is helpful, but please let me know if it's too complicated and I could totally do somethng more simple!!!

congrats again, della!!! 💘🌸🌟

Thank you 🥰🥰😚

It’s not too complicated, it’s lovely 💕(not proof read 😬)

You’ve been looking at this one page for an hour and a half, trying to sit down and get it done, but your brain didn’t seem to get the memo this was work time, not intrusive thoughts time. You think you have to be shaking with all the thoughts running around your body, a discordant orchestra of anxieties in a thunderstorm taking over your mind. You try to tell yourself you’ll be fine, it’s only one grade, your teachers like you well enough, they can be understanding. Not if they don’t like you as much as you thought they did, if this is the one time Mrs. Donner decides against partial cred—

A rapid knock in your window pulled your mind from your thoughts but the smile through the glass calmed you instantly.

“Hey sweetheart, let me in will ya? ‘S freezing out here.” You stood in front of him and pretended to contemplate it for a second, but how could you not give in to that face? It took two big pushes since the ice practically sealed it shut but as soon as there was enough space for him to get through, he ducked under and took your face in both hands. “Mornin’ sweetheart,” he mumbled against your lips and you pulled back, taking him with you since the open window was bringing in all the cold. He slid it shut and locked it then shot you a concerned look.

“Morning? Ed, it’s like 10 o’clock.”

“Baby it's 3:30, why're you still up?" He tossed himself onto your bed, still made from that morning.

"I was just–" you vaguely gestured to your desk, littered with papers. "Doesn't matter, why are you still up? Shouldn't you be home?"

"Wow, that's one way to treat a guest.”

“No–I just mean how did you get here. If it is 3, which I doubt, what are you doing here.”

"Well first of all," he picked up your alarm clock and shook it at you as much as he could with it still attached to the wall, the flashing 3:47 taunting you. "And second, I was coming home from the hideout and thought I'd take a shortcut. Then I saw your light was still on." and I was worried about you.

"Edda," it started as a joke, he always joked with you about how many times you'd call him over then immediately forget what you were going to say, so it always ended up 'Ed-uhhh' Sweetheart, you call me that so much it might as well be my name. "We're nowhere near the hideout."

"I know but I wanted to check up on you. What are you doing up?"

Your essay, fuck– your essay. "Uh, nothing, don't– don't worry about it, I'm fine. Just some school work." You rushed to sit back at your desk and started rereading to where you left off. "Don't uh– You can stay just..." you trailed off and started scribbling again. The final draft was due tomorrow and you've never turned in anything less than an 85, but that was a one off circumstance. You still had 4 hours to get it done, so close to the finish line, just this one transition sentence needs to start cooperating. If only you'd stop procrastinating... well can it really be procrastinating if it's your math set and your science lab, all due the day after but you hardly have any time at all tomorrow and, and, and...

"—Hey, you still in there, baby?" You blinked as you came back to yourself. "Hey, sweetheart." Eddie was crouched next to your seat, a hand on the back of your chair and one over your knee. He must have taken his jacket and boots off while you weren't paying attention.

"Sor–sorry, I'll uh..." you turned back to the page and reached for your pen but he reached across you for your hand before you could.

He shook his head and rubbed his thumb back and forth over the back of your hand. "C'mon," he nodded back towards your bed, "let's take a break and come back to this when we're ready."

"But it's–"

"I know what it is, and I know it's great, and I know we're gonna talk to Kelley tomorrow and figure it out." He stood up now, but leaning over you now. "Yeah?"

"Ok, but–"

"Enough with the buts, no buts. Except yours, in that bed." He smiled on one side at his own lame joke.

"That was so bad." He smiled even bigger when you stood up and let him put his arms around your waist.

"Mmm, but you love it."

"I'm not sure about that, but I love you so that'll just have to suffice."

"Suffice, it does. Your bed, m'lady."

"Thank you, kind sir." He pulled the covers down for you and gave you a look when you didn't get in. "Stay over?"

"Your dad'll kill me."

"So? You're like a cat, you've got 9 lives."

"A cat? How?"

"You're very cat like. A lil stray," you pouted and slid your hand down a curl framing his face, then lightly tugged the end. "My lil stray."

That didn't seem to convince him any further, "Stay, we have warm milk? Please?"

"Quit it with the cat jokes and I will."

"Yay!"

He slid in behind you and nudged your shoulder with his cold nose then a warm kiss. You laid in silence for a few minutes, he stopped his restless movements and when you were certain he was asleep, "meow."

He was not asleep and the way he said your name sounded like a threat to leave he'd never make good on.

"Shhh, shhh, sorry, sorry," you giggled and he laid back down beside you.

"Good night," he said with joking firmness.

"Goodnight....my kitten."

And he purred, this boy purred, freakishly realistic too.

He felt your laugh more than he heard it with the way you were pressed up against him.

#della celebrates 100 #dell's fics #kay💙#dell's moots #eddie blurb #eddie munson #eddie munson x you #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x reader #eddie x you #stranger things fluff

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foxymc · 6 months

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for the "describe a fic in one sentence" ask game:

Dewey Duck being an aroace icon while fulfilling his destiny of being a dramatic theater kid for 1,041 words.

and another one:

Della and Louie watch a movie in a cute fic where the reader's greatest worry is whether it's possible to get cavities from reading something so sweet.

yesss being an aroace icon truly is his dewstiny!

Also, awwwwwwwwwww! thank you!! that was just a cute fic I wanted to write quickly so glad to see you found it really cute too haha.

#thanks for the ask :)

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tomb-bloom-noctem · 2 years

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Ignore me it's time for me to rant because I'm just so exhausted from hateful comments. Hiding it under a read more so no one has to be forced to look at my misery.

I got a piece of (already now deleted) hatemail on my fanfic of Brothers, A Tale of Three Hedgehogs. A hatemail that was critical of the fact that the Triple S bois aren't exactly like their game selves. Honestly, I'm mad as hell that I write fanfiction, damn good fanfiction at that, and frequently get met with criticism that my take on the characters (Donald Duck, Sonic, Mabel Pines, Della Duck, etc) are "not in character"

I mean first of all, I really do attempt to BALANCE what the character would do/say/react canonically with where my stories take them. But damnit I'm not writing stuff that's canon compliant! Almost everything I write is tagged with AU for fucks sake. I am not writing little adventures that could go along side the canon, I am creating entire versions that are meant to be their own thing. No Donald Duck does not canonically try to kill himself in Ducktales 2017 and have to embark on a long mental health journey to recover afterwards, there's no fucking way to say what Donald would or would not do in that situation because Disney wouldn't touch that story with a 10 foot pole! Or ew why is Shadow still so hung up on the past in Brothers A Tale of Three Hedgehogs, why does Sonic still have feelings for Sally or why does he even care in the first place since their relationship has been retconned by Sega. Because I fucking want to write a story that takes SatAM, Sonic X, and a good chunk of the games - which may I remind you are all VERY different types of source material with their own takes on the characters - and rolls it all into one story. Because in that story I need the characters to have growth and change and be affected by the things they've gone through! Stagnant characters won't work for this story! Or why is Mabel Pines depressed in your fic, she's 13. Because fucking hell my dude, I was once a depressed 13 year old too! I know what it's like! So I wanted to write a story about it!

BECAUSE IT'S A STORY. I AM NOT BOUND BY THE RULES SET BY THE IP OWNERS. It's fanfiction! I am free to write whatever I want!

Like oh my God. You do not have to like it when I or anyone else writes characters in a non canon compliant way. You are free to feel that way. But good GRIEF what is the freaking POINT of pouncing into mine or anyone's inbox and saying how you're a bad writer because your version doesn't align with canon, you're a bad writer because you wrote the characters in a way I DON'T LIKE, on and on and on! Wtf! Do you people who do this shit also climb into smut fics and pull this same stunt? "Uh well ACTUALLY, we never see XYZ character engage in sexual activity so THEREFORE this fic is out of character!"

Do you hear how dumb that sounds???

I don't read smut fics so hell, maybe they are, IDK. That's besides the point though.

Just. Fucking hell. Have fanfic readers of today forgotten the old wisdom of "Don't like it, don't read it?" Yes that's normally applied to shipping content but god, please apply it to literally everything when it comes to fanfiction. There is this WONDERFUL TOOL at your dispense when you wind up reading a fanfiction you don't like like. It is called the back button. You know what is an infinitely better thing to do than write a hateful comment or fucks sake a series of extremely hateful and threatening anons on the author's Tumblr account??? Backing out of that fic and moving on with your life.

I mean fuck I'm very sorry for ranting on and on about this but it's 1:30am and I've already had such a rough day, I got real excited to see someone commented on my fic only to receive a long angry criticism that I'm not writing in character and that failure on my part is ruining their enjoyment so badly thar they can't even bring themselves to leave me kudos! Like, buddy! Oh pal, my good sir, instead of wasting your time, just LEAVE! It's okay to just leave and not say a word!

"Tombs, why do you care? Just ignore the haters-"

No. You know what. No. I can't. Okay? I work HARD on what I write. I don't expect to be everyone's cup of tea, I don't expect people to sing my praises from the heavens, no! But for FUCKS SAKE. Life is so shitty! I don't want to even exist most days! I've been having to fight all this mental illness for years without any help thanks to living in the middle of nowhere and I'm still frequently suicidal - I seriously contemplate checking myself into a hospital again sometimes! I would just like to be able to write whatever story I'm focused on at the time in peace okay??? I try to not complain that it's disappointing to not get much positive attention on what I write. But the frequent hate mail on TA&TA and now this on Brothers, it's E X H A U S T I N G. I'm TRYING to live my life and make things work and not be a completely bitter and mean person like my mother was or turn to her vices. I'm freaking trying to do what I can. I just CAN'T with this damn hatemail on my stories though or especially the god awful anons people send me sometimes, PLEASE just leave me alone if you don't like what I make!

#tomb talks #tombs is just having a bad night #my fic writing #venting corner #long post

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ninja-librarian · 2 years

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Would Launchpad and Storkules start their own fanfiction club about DuckBurg’s heroes? I’d picture them just reminiscing about how great their fiancés are while making fan art of them, lol. What would be Drake, Fenton, and Donald’s opinion of the club? 👀

Also, here’s a bonus image from Storkules in Duckburg.

Launchpad will only write Darkwing Duck fanfiction based on the show, not Drake, and same goes for Storkules. But they both have some rather impressive fan art collections courtesy of Duckburg social media... As well as some "Darkwing Duck/Male Reader" and "Duck Avenger/Male Reader" fanfic bookmarked...

Della's the one who starts a Duckburg Heroes fanfic reading club. Drake, Fenton, and Donald are not amused.

#The Many Adventures of Duckburg's Heroes!

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polarisnocturnal · 2 years

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Masterlist

The Sea Beast - Series

Dead Men Tell No Tales - Vampire Crow AU Part one - Dead Men Tell No Tales - SFW CH1 / CH2 / CH3 / CH4 / CH5 / CH6 / CH7 / CH8 / CH9 / CH10 / CH11 / CH12 / CH13 / CH14 / CH15 / CH16 / CH17 / CH18 / CH19 / CH20 / CH21 / CH22 Part Two - Red Sky At Morning - SFW - WIP Ch1 Part Three - To Kill A Monster - SFW - WIP Ch1 / Ch2 / Ch3

New Horizons - Sequel to The Sea Beast Part One - New Horizons SFW CH 1 / CH2 / CH3 / CH4 / CH5 / CH6 Part Two - Stories - SFW

The Sea Beast - Singles / Drabbles

A Sea Dog By Nature - SFW - Werewolf Jacob AU

CH1

Morning - NSFW - Reader / Jacob

Looking - NSFW - Reader / Crow

Ghostbusters - Series

Family - Ghost Egon Stays AU

Part One - SFW - To Help

Part Two - SFW - A Drive

Part Three - SFW - Just Another Day

Ducktales / Darkwing Duck - Series

Heroism Should Be Rewarded Part one - NSFW - Drake / Bulba - Heroism Should Be Rewarded Part two - NSFW - Drake / Bulba - Heroism Is Distraction Part three - NSFW - Drake / Bulba - Heroism is Forfeit

Self Care Part one - NSFW - Reboot Drake / OG Negaduck - Something Different Part Two - NSFW - Reboot Drake / OG Drake - Self Care Part Three - NSFW - Jim / OG Negaduck - Self Deprecation

Ducktales / Darkwing Duck - Singles / Drabbles

Can’t Keep Doing this - NSFW Drake / Steelbeak

Fanboy - NSFW - Drake / Jim

Don’t Ruin the Couch NSFW - Drake / Gandra

In The Pilots Seat - NSFW - Drake / Della

Not As Innocent As She Seems - NSFW - Steelbeak / Daisy

Finally Alone - NSFW - Gabby / Drake

Keep Talking - NSFW - Fenton / Drake

Dream Come True - NSFW - Jim / Launchpad

In The Mirror - NSFW - Drake / Launchpad

Breaktime - NSFW - Fenton / Gyro

Quiet - NSFW - Steelbeak / Drake

Agreement - NSFW - Donald / Daisy / Storkules

Making Up For Lost Time - NSFW - Della / Selene

Kiss Me Hard - NSFW - Drake / Della

Feel Good - NSFW - Drake / Fenton / Gandra

Throat - NSFW - Drake / Jim

In Charge - NSFW - Drake / Launchpad

At The Mercy of The Enemy - NSFW - Fenton / Jim

Mornings - SFW but Mature Themes present - Fenton / Drake

Business and Pleasure - NSFW - Steelbeak / Drake

Tease - NSFW - Drake / Gabby

Visit - NSFW - Steelbeak / Gyro

You Can Keep Your Hat On - NSFW - Gyro / Fenton

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