#della is the least angsty

[frommybookbook]

i'm going to tell my kids this is the tortured poets department

[definitionoffernweh]

Honestly had no idea the fandom was so divided on the Timephoon! & GlomTales! episodes, but I guess I should have seen that coming since there is so many angsty Louie fics based around what happens.

Anyway, I see both sides and agree that him getting in trouble in Timephoon! was justified (even if I don't think projecting your own issues onto your children is a good idea 👀). My fucking problem is how he's treated in GlomTales! Specifically the recorded videos essentially saying that he has to earn his place in the family he was born into (that the traits that both Della and Scrooge have that Louie inherited make him a bad person and he needs to completely change himself to be liked) and the audacity of what is essentially a step-parent threatening his place in a family she was forced (through a mistake on her part!) away from for a whole ass decade.

Della might be his bio mom, but that doesn't mean the relationship is automatically there. There's a difference between a Sperm Donor and a Dad (for instance). Donald should have been there for both episodes, or at the very least another adult should have stepped in (I don't wanna hear "it would have undermined her authority" when she doesn't have any authority in the first place/yet and obviously doesn't know what she's doing!).

One of my biggest gripes with the show is that they never completed Louie (especially his and Della's) Arc, or at least didn't make their Arc more pronounced like with the other children (he is, at least on surface level, the least like Della). Another is The Life and Crimes of Scrooge McDuck!

[writebackatya]

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Once again I’ve caught the writing bug. And once again I’m just too excited about what I’m writing so I thought I’d share a little bit

So come on! Come get your pre-canon Spear of Selene angst! All though this part ain’t too angsty. And this hasn’t been beta read and still a work in process so it ain’t final

Also in case you couldn’t tell, I love writing for Duckworth:

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“LOOK OUT BELOW!”

After hearing the inane shouting of Della, Bradford let out a quiet exasperated sigh; which was then followed by a rather loud startled gasp as the buzzard spotted the duck sliding down the stairs, using a shield as her personal board.

“Ah! Bradford?!” Della then swung her body into the direction away from the buzzard, causing the duck to wipe out off her board but away from Bradford.

“Umph!” Della grunted as her face made contact to the ground. She then quickly looked up to greet her guest.

“Bradford.”

DONK

The shield that Della was using as a stairboard landed on top of the duck’s head.

After the shield fell off her head, Della got up onto her feet, “I mean, Mr. Buzzard. Sorry, I thought you were Donald! He’s coming back home today and well you how siblings can get, right?”

“…No. I do not.” Bradford answered, “and yes, your uncle did tell me that your brother would be arriving sometime today.”

“Yeah! He’s going to meet the kids for the first time!”

“Yes, he also did mention your unexpected pregnancy.”

“Heh, yeah.” Della rubbed her head as she awkwardly picked up the shield from the ground. “Well I’m past that part, now all I gotta do is sit on them till their ready. So far, I think I’m handling things well. But let me tell yeah, pushing those three out was a whole another story. You ever push out-, never mind…”

“I see…and do you at least know who the father is?”

“Some asshole I hope I never see again.” Della chuckled which became rather awkward when she noticed the unamused look on the buzzard’s face. “I uh, suppose you’re here to see Uncle Scrooge?”

“Uh, yes.” Bradford cleared his throat and then look passed Della. “Does he know that I’m here?”

“Oh keep your shirt on, Bradford I’m right here.” Scrooge said as he made his way down the stairs.

“Augh, Della,” Scrooge sighed. “Did you just go surfing down the stairs while we have company?”

“Uncle Scrooge, I did not know, I thought he was Donald.”

“That’s not the point lass, I don’t want ya treating my house like it’s a skate park.”

“Oh come on, I was just having some harmless fun” Della explained as she once again rubbed the bump on her head, “our guest is fine and King Arthur’s shield is perfectly intact.”

“Della, please put it back where you found it.”

“I was gonna,” Della assured her uncle as she awkwardly backed away from the two older birds, “Anyway, I’ll leave you two alone so you can talk about business. Woo! Business. Heh, yeah…”

“Yes, thank you Della.”

“No problem, Uncle Scrooge. I’ll just, uh, be in my room till Donnie gets here.”

As Della made her way up the stairs she hissed to her uncle’s passing butler. “Thanks for the heads up, Duckworth.”

“I’ll be sure to speak faster next time, Della.” Duckworth remarked before joining Scrooge by his side.

“Now Bradford,” Scrooge began when Della had left the area, “I thought we agreed that you’d come over after noon, my nephew should be here soon.”

“Oh, right.” Bradford cleared his throat. “Sorry, I must’ve mixed the times up I can come back if you’d like.”

“Perhaps you can get yourself a personal planner,” Duckworth suggested getting a glare from the buzzard, “I find those to be quite useful when I organize my day.”

“Nonsense, Bradford. There’s no point in you leaving when you came all this way, I’ll have plenty of time for Donald later. Duckworth that’ll be all for now.”

“I’ll be taking care of young Della’s nasty bump if you need me, Scrooge. Mr. Buzzard.” And with that said, Duckworth left the two businessmen alone.

[laladellakang]

first of all: thank you sm for the sneak peek!! I’ve already reread it like five times 💖💖💖 second of all: I’m now crying bc of you 🫠 so thanks for that too ig 😭😭

NAUR BC AHHHHSJSJAJKSJSJSJSJS HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO HER?? what did della do to you my god why must she SUFFER LIKE THIS?? it’s midnight rn, my room is pitch dark like my soul atm and I can barely see because my eyes are so damn watery 😭😭😭😭

I know you said you hated it but omg that small snippet was honestly so good— I can’t even imagine how good the actual chapter will be?!?!?! like the way every member has a different reaction and a way of handling things is so accurate but also just how well you described mila in this scene?? but omg MY HEART HURTS FOR DELLA SO BADLY 💔💔💔 she just wants to go home 😭😭😭 like imagine being looked at like you’re a stranger by the people that you love 😭😭😭💔💔

I can’t do this rn I’ve had enough 😢😢😢 is not okay ree!! you’re going to JAIL!!! 🫵😤

that was a joke i love you 🫶

okay ciao imma reread it again

NOOO IM SO SORRY BUT IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT AT THE SAME TIME 😭🫶

i apologise for making our crossover so angsty but i’m planning to make it turn out for the better!! mila and della WILL be besties (i mean not for long unfortunately, at least in this universe ☹️)

so i’m mostly unhappy with how della universe hopped so i’m gonna change that and maybe try to make it less angsty?? not sure thoughh because it kinda has to be angsty like how can it not?? della’s witnessing all of THAT 💔

[ask-artsy-oncie]

I see that hating della duck or otherwise only using her as a crutch for angst and other negative feelings is still what the kids are calling 'cool'

[yuniemaki]

*facefaults into your ask box* FANDOM ASK GAME LETS GO- 8, 11, and 13 :D

Cadri you need to stop destroying my doors and ask boxes LMAO (affectionate)

8. WHY did you join the fandom???

Did i join the fandom or did the fandom suck me in like a vacuum cleaner? i was but a dust mite chilling on the floor wobbling over beiguang and all of a sudden i was sucked into a bag where there are many other dust mites and we are all jiggling about in the bag happily wobbling over beiguang and i like it here, i don't wanna be emptied into the trash with my fellow dust mites-

11. what song do you associate with a character (or 2)?

ohhhh gods i hate this question it kills me when i think about it every time because THIS.... THIS SONG....

手掌心 by Della (Ding Dang) - Ningguang & her love for Beidou

I am going to go on a tangent and break some extracts down because!! SEE MY VISION!!!!

我在南极 憧憬你的北极星 我等你 不信心心不相印

I’m in the South Pole reminiscing about your North Star I'll wait for you; I don't believe our hearts are unconnected

一寸光阴一寸心 一朵昙花一朵云 一朵雪花一朵梦境 一一捧在手掌心 一颗尘埃一菩提 一颗流星一个你 一心一意捧在手掌心

An inch of light, an inch of my love A bloom of cereus*, a blooming cloud A blooming snowflake, a bloom of dreams Held carefully in the heart of my palm A single seed of dust, a Bodhi tree* A single falling star, and only you One heart and one mind Held carefully in the heart of my palm

*-Queen of the Night; known for its fragrance. Symbol of short-lived time; "enjoy the small moments because they do not last".

Everything in this chorus is transient and short-lived and just represents beiguang's fleeting moments together before Beidou leaves, and reflects how Ningguang cherishes these memories to me and how much it means to her- the Bodhi tree, a falling star, a single heart and mind, a snowflake, GAH!!!!!!! STOP!!! IT HURTS!!!!! *punches wall*

你是天地 你是风雨你是晴 你是温柔的叛逆 逆转我的一年四季

You are heaven and earth, you are wind and rain, you are the sun You are tender rebellion You turned my four seasons backwards.

"tender rebellion"... because someone taught her to live in the moment... help

偏偏我越抱越紧 偏偏我越爱越贪心 偏偏要爱到万箭穿了心 才死心

Unfortunately, the more I hug you, the closer, tighter it gets Unfortunately, the more I love, the greedier I become Unfortunately it will take a thousand arrows piercing my heart for me to give (you) up

可不可以不甘心 可不可以不认命 如果可以拿我换给你

Is it possible to reject the fate of our love? Is it possible to reject the destiny of our life? If it is all possible, then use my life to save yours.

PLEASE I KNOW IT'S ANGSTY BUT,,, BUT..... BUT!....!!!! AAAGGGHHHHH 😭😭

13. if you could be in the universe of the characters what would you do first?

the idealistic version is i'd somehow get to walk around the jade chamber fr and get to see beidou AND ningguang in-person

the realistic version is i'd probably fall to my knees in front of Ningguang, get arrested for making a scene, and die happy in Liyue jail (at least i got to kiss her feet in-person)

[gay-otlc]

Stav. I have spent so many hours staring at this drawing that I've made a whole au for it.

-Della and Livvy own the cupcake shop. It is simply called Della and Livvy's Cupcakes. Della is very upset by this, but couldn't think of anything better.

-Prentice and Tiergan own the second-hand book store. They also sell old records per Tiergan's request.

-Next to the Cupcake shop, There is a cafe. The Four Horse Girls of the Apocalypse + Tam work there.

-They all opened it on their own accord. It's also a safe space for queer kids. There are pride flags all over the walls, and everyone always goes there for their rainbow cups all the time during pride month.

-They all love working there, even though Tam pretends he hates it. He does not.

-Next to the Cafe, is a clothing store, which Biana opened and Sophie came by to help her "friend" with. Everyone knows they're dating. But they'll let them think they're sneaky.

-On the other end of the street, is the Ruewen clinic. Grady uses their close proximity to check on Sophie to make sure she "doesn't need anything" instead making sure that she and Biana aren't doing anything suspicious.

-Edaline often has to intervene so that they don't tip off Sophie and Biana.

-Fitz is visiting from getting his Psychology degree.

-Wylie is a broadway performer travelling but he always loves helping out at his dads' shop.

-The Dizznees own a plant shop. Kesler opened his own auto shop though, so Dex is pretty much the only one in the store at all times.

-Keefe is New in Town™

TOBI. TOBI I LOVE ALL OF THESE HOLD ON JUST GIVE ME A SECOND

-Not a great name for a cupcake shop but I bet those two make delicious food so I'll let it slide. I would spend my life there 10/10

-Especially if right next door (or at least close) is a secondhand book store- have I mentioned how much I love secondhand book stores? they like make me fall back in love with life or something okay- run by my favorite angsty gays.

-OH and the gay cafe (cafGAY) by the horsegirls and their bonus emo? I think I would die /pos if I stepped foot in that building.

-BJFKJSDJSD BIANA AND SOPHIE TRYING TO BE SUBTLE BUT FAILING. Also Grady being overprotective of Sophie and Edaline intervening is such a good mental image.

-Fitz trying to study in the gay cafe and getting distracted by the horsegirls' chaos... beloved...

-He also helps out with the cafe. Mostly by trying to tone down the aforementioned horsegirl chaos.

-You could start literally any sentence with "The Dizznees" and I'd agree wholeheartedly but YES plant shop

-Keefe also trying to study and going "what the fuck" and Fitz saying "haha you get used to them"

-(They end up dating)

I support this au 10000000/10

[holidaywishes]

all it takes is one time

part ten: all it takes is one time

  Summary: five years have passed and Brendan has kept his promise to “not give up on you.”

  Warning: fluff, angst, time jump

  Author’s Note: So, what I got from the poll was that everyone pretty much wants a happy ending. Which I think is great! Because of that, I’ve chosen to do a bit of a time jump so that the happy ever after seems natural. I love that people have enjoyed this series; I love writing for Gally and his smiley little face -- I mean look at him in that GIF -- so I’m always happy when people enjoy how I write him or what I write for him. This got a bit more angsty than I thought it would which is why it's a bit of a longer chapter (I wanted it to get fluffy eventually so I just kept writing until it did!) but I hope you continue to enjoy these last two chapters and thanks for reading! Stay Golden, loves! <3

Fun Fact: Grammarly calls my writing in this "confident" and "formal" so... I apologize for that. Typically, I try not to write super formally so I don't know what happened here.

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xx

Brendan’s P.O.V

  You couldn’t count how many times you’d proposed to (Y/N) over the last five years but you knew that you were gonna keep doing it until she said yes because you wanted her. You’d always wanted her.

  “Wanna marry me?” you asked as the two of you laid in bed, groggy from just waking up

  “Sure” she groaned, making you pop your head up in surprise

  “Wait, really?” you asked

  “Someday” she smirked, tucking herself into you to cuddle a little longer

  “You’re gonna kill me” you chuckled

  “No!” she scoffed

  “Yes!” you replied, wrapping your arms tightly around her body and kissing her neck playfully

  “STOP!” she squeaked, finally pushing you away so she could get out of bed, “I love you and I would love to stay here, in bed, with you but your parents are expecting us in like an hour”

  “We have tons of time!”

  “You might but I don’t...” she laughed and you jumped out of bed, meeting her across the room

  “What are you talking about? It’s not like you have to do anything. We’re just going for lunch,” you smiled, kissing her temple as she looked in the mirror, “they love you. What’s going on?”

  “I don’t think your mom has ever really... liked me for you”

  “What? Of course she has”

  “I’ve spent close to 10 years trying to get her to see that I’m good enough for you, especially after the break up...”

  “(Y/N), you have nothing to worry about,” you assured her, turning her around, “she knows that you love me and that’s all she needs” she smiled at you, kissing you quickly before walking away

  “If you say so”

  “I do say so,” you smirked, “trust me.” When you pulled up to your parents house, you noticed (Y/N) sigh heavily and you reached out to grab her hand, “if you need me, I’m right here”

  “Okay” she smiled

  “But you won’t need me” you teased

  “Bren…” she scoffed before you threw open your door and ran up the stairs to greet your family inside.

  “(Y/N),” your mom said as your girlfriend walked through the door slowly, placing her hands on (Y/N)’s arms before embracing her in light hug. “It’s so good to see you”

  “You too” (Y/N) said, looking over your moms shoulder to you as you smiled and mouthed ‘I told you’

  “Let’s sit down and have some lunch okay?” your mom said as she pulled away from (Y/N), who nodded in return

  “See?” you smiled, kissing her forehead and wrapping your arm around her waist while you walked to the back patio, “nothing to worry about.”

xx

  Della had liked you when you first met. She thought you were sweet and that you were good for Brendan but when she found out you cheated, her opinion of you changed, as you thought it might, but Brendan seemed completely oblivious to all of it. He still believed that she loved you because you loved him; because he loved you.

  “See?” he said as he directed you to the patio outside with his family, after his mother had given you a, rather passive, hug when you first arrived. “Nothing to worry about!” you wanted to tell him that he was wrong, that he was blind to the inner workings of female interactions, but this was his mom and you weren’t there to cause drama.

  “So, (Y/N),” Della started from across the table, “what have you been up to these last five years? We still don’t get to spend too much time with Brendan except during the summer and he’s mostly stayed in Montreal with you so we haven’t got to see either of you…” you smiled to yourself, looking down at your lap as you tried to evade her tone

  “I’ve been working,” you said, looking at Brendan beside you before smiling at him, “keeping myself busy when Brendan’s at practice or at games, ma—”

  “Do you go to the games still?” Nolan asked

  “I mean, he’s gotta have at least one fan there for him” Erin laughed

  “I try,” you admitted, a blush creeping across your cheeks as you prepared to say the next words; fearing what they all might think of you. “But sometimes our schedules don’t match up and I have to watch from home…”

  “But you still make sure you always watch the game?” Della asked and you could feel the heat from her glare reach you for across the table

  “Most of the time,” you said slowly before Brendan reached out his hand to grab yours, “but there have been a few times when I’ve had to get the score from someone else because I didn’t have a second to even look at the game…”

  “Well that makes sense,” Ian added before Della could argue your answer, “stuff like that is going to happen. You can’t stop working to watch the games or else you’d get fired” you laughed, nodding in response

  “I mean,” Breanne added, “unless you quit your job”

  “Yeah,” Della said, almost giddy at the thought, “have you thought about quitting your job? I’m sure Brendan could keep you both comfortable”

  “Mom...” Brendan finally said, shaking his head at her while you took a sip of the water in front of you

  “I was joking, Mom...” Breanne said, presumably seeing your discomfort

  “But it’s a serious question, something to consider,” Della added, semi-defensively, “I don’t think that’s something to get so up in arms about”

  “Why don’t we just enjoy the weather, okay?” Ian said, diffusing the situation the best he could while Brendan followed Della inside

  “I’m sorry, Ian,” you sighed as the two of you walked toward the grass, “I didn’t mean to make things uncomfortable”

  “It’s okay” he smiled

  “I know she doesn’t trust me much anymore” you added, dropping your head as kicked your foot in the grass

  “She just loves Brendan,” he answered, “he’s the first-born, you know? It’s a special bond between them”

  “I know,” you said before the two of you stood in silence, watching Breanne, Erin and Nolan played some game you’d never really seen before; laughing at each other when one seemed to do something wrong.

  “It’s not that she doesn’t trust you,” Ian said, after a while of not speaking, forcing you to look at him suddenly, “it’s just that she watched Brendan mope around for months after the two of you broke up and then when you got into your accident, she listened to him talk about how the two of you were getting back together but to her…”

  “She didn’t believe it” you sighed, your eyes still trained on the ground as you interrupted him

  “It felt like he was putting all his faith into something that was gonna break his heart again” he continued, making you look up at him and your eyes grew wide at the thought

  “I never wanted to break his heart,” you admitted, “it’s complicated I guess but I love him. Breaking up with him felt terrible but being together, then, didn’t feel right either and I felt like I was holding him back. I let him go so he could find what he really wanted”

  “But what he really wanted was you,” Ian argued, “it was always you. He told us that all the time, you were always on his mind and in his heart”

  “I know,” you smiled thoughtfully, “he’s always felt like the one to me, too, I guess I just needed him to know that I didn’t want him to feel trapped… I don’t know how to explain it really”

  “I get it,” Ian smirked, “but do me a favour, don’t try explaining it to my wife. Because she absolutely will not understand any of it”

  “You have my word.”

xx

Brendan’s P.O.V

  “I just don’t see why she doesn’t even want to try to change her work schedule…” your mom argued as the two of you washed the dishes

  “Mom…” you whined

  “I’m serious, Brendan,” she exclaimed, “she misses your games because of work, she doesn’t make time for the two of you to see us..”

  “That’s not on her,” you interjected, “we live in Montreal, which means we can’t just pop out here to say hi”

  “But you could call” she challenged

  “Yes, you’re right,” you scoffed, “but that’s on me. Not (Y/N), so don’t turn it into her problem”

  “She doesn’t want this relationship to progress any further than what it always was…” she frowned and you shook your head

  “She does” you confessed

  “It doesn’t seem like it”

  “Because she wants to have a job? Because she doesn’t always stop everything to watch a game?” you asked

  “Because she doesn’t try. Not the way you do”

  “Mom,” you rubbed your temples, “she does try. There’s more to it than what you can see. You know, she was reluctant to come here today because she thinks that you don’t think she’s good enough for me and I had to keep telling her that wasn’t true. But it is true, isn’t it? She was right and you’ve never liked her…” you questioned, drying your hands

  “That’s not true!” your mom yelled, stopping you from leaving, “I loved her for you, I thought you two were perfect for each other and she fit so well with us but she proved time and again that she just didn’t care. She cheated, she didn’t communicate with you, she ended things because of some vague excuse that you two weren’t good together anymore and then she used you to make her better after her car accident”

  “She didn’t use me. She needed help so I offered my help,” you corrected, “because I love her and no matter what happened between us, I wasn’t going to let her be in pain" she seemed to drop the conversation after that but not without a heavy sigh before walking into the backyard to join everyone

  "Hey," you whispered to (Y/N) as you draped your arm across her shoulders, "how're you doing?"

  "I'm okay," she replied quietly, "how are you?"

  "I'm good" you smiled, hoping she wouldn't see how the conversation with your mom annoyed you

  "I didn't mean to start anything," she said with a sigh, wrapping her arms around your waist and you looked down at her as she looked up at you, "drama or whatever. I didn't mean to make things awkward..."

  "You didn't" you smiled, kissing her forehead

  "It feels like things are tense" she admitted and you shrugged, looking out at your family but still feeling (Y/N) looking up at you

  "Wanna marry me and get outta here?" you joked, hearing her scoff in return

  "No," she said, hugging you tighter, "but maybe."

xx

  It had been two weeks since you and Brendan were at his parent's place for a BBQ, two weeks since you could feel Della's hesitation of you being with her son and two weeks since Brendan last asked you to marry him. The proposals were becoming less frequent now and your mind was running wild with reasons why that might be but you hoped that he was waiting for the perfect moment. And that that perfect moment came when you were absolutely ready to say yes.

  “He used to propose every day,” you told your best friend, Rebecca, has the two of you sat on her balcony, “and now, nothing. Not a single mention of marriage”

  “If he asked you today, would you say yes?” she asked candidly

  “I don’t know” you replied

  “Maybe he knows that, finally, and he just wants to wait long enough,” she said, “you said he proposed at the barbecue and you said no, right?”

  “I mean, I guess…” you scoffed

  “So…” she smirked, “he probably feels that you’re not ready yet and he’s just tired of small proposals”

  “Small proposals?” you furrowed your brow

  “Yeah,” she said before taking a sip of her drink, “he probably wants to do something big but he wants to know you’re ready to say yes…”

  “And how would he know when I’m ready?” you chuckled

  “I have no idea,” she laughed, “maybe he’s got a checklist”

  “Oh my god, if he has a checklist,” you laughed, throwing your head back, “I swear to god, I would die”

  “You know how he is though,” she said after the two of you stopped laughing, “his first proposal was in a public place”

  “Yeah but that was so much pressure and we fought about it afterwards”

  “Yeah because you weren’t ready to say yes,” she said, “you needed to air out the reasons why...”

  “Do you think he’ll listen to them?” you questioned, raising your eyebrow at her

  “Why wouldn’t he?” she asked

  “After what happened with his mom, I think he’s starting to revert back to the idea that I should just be the ‘holly housewife’ type” you admitted

  “I don’t think that’s true”

  “I hope not...” you sighed, finishing up your water and heading inside. After realizing that you had been there for almost three hours, you decided it was probably time for you to go home, surprised to see Brendan sitting at the table when you walked into the apartment. “Bren...?” you asked hesitantly

  “Hey,” he said plainly and you couldn’t think of anything to say, he seemed very focused and you weren’t sure why. It made you nervous, “so, I... don’t know where to start...”

  “What’s wrong?” you finally asked, setting down your bag and pulling out a chair to sit beside him

  “I don’t want you to feel like you have to marry me,” he admitted and you shook your head in confusion, “or that if we get married, you’ll lose yourself”

  “I--”

  “I don’t want my mom to feel like you’re not good for me for whatever reason,” he admitted, stopping you from interrupting him, still not looking at you. Oh god, you thought to yourself, he’s gonna break up with me, “and I don’t want you to be mad at my mom because you resent her for whatever reason”

  “Bren--” you started but he stopped you, his eyes finally looking into yours

  “I love you,” he confessed, “and I realize now, though I should’ve realized before, that you don’t want some grand gesture of a proposal. Maybe because you don’t like all the attention or maybe because it feels like too much pressure. Whatever it is, it’s not what you want. I should’ve known that. I should’ve paid attention to that” you took a breath as you listened to his words, not really knowing where this was going. “But here’s the thing,” he said, holding your hands in his while his eyes danced between yours, “I told you I wasn’t giving up. And all it takes is once. One time. One proposal for you to say yes to and then, what do ya know? we’re engaged. So, I won’t give up because I love you and if you keep saying no, eventually I’ll take the hint, but I’m gonna ask you right now. Right here. Like this. Because I love you and I want to marry you, Do you want to marry me?”

  “Yes,” you whispered without thinking about it; everything he said just took away any fears that you had and you couldn’t think of your life without him. “Yes,” you repeated, feeling a tear fall down your cheek before giggling happily, “yes, I will marry you”

  “Wait really?” he said, the shock in his face making you laugh

  “Yes, baby” you said softly, placing your hand on his cheek

  “Like really really?”

  “Really really” you smiled before leaning in and pressing a kiss to your lips, feeling a tear graze your cheek as it feel down his

  “God, I love you,” he scoffed when he pulled away as if he was catching your breath, “but I am exhausted”

  “I know, I’m sorry” you laughed

  “You’re serious right?” he asked again and you smiled brightly, squeezing his hands tightly

  “YES! Brendan, baby, I’m serious”

  “I just needed to check” he smirked

  “I love you,” you cooed, “and I can’t imagine marrying anyone else, being with anybody else”

  “Fucking finally” he sighed and you laughed

  “I won’t sacrifice myself for your job though” you insisted

  “I wouldn’t dream of it” he smirked, capturing you in a kiss before picking you up and taking you to the bedroom, slamming the door shut behind him and throwing you on the bed. 

[nemo-of-house-hamartia]

WIP CH.2- "Confluence"

(...)"Madonna Lucia, my eyes rejoice in seeing you," she heard Tiziano say, beaming at the sight of her. With quick strides, he was soon in front of her, his large hands taking her own with gentle grace.

He bowed, bringing her hands to his lips, never breaking eye contact with her.

Lucia had to contain her surprise: his dark eyes, she noticed now that he was up close, were almost the same shade as Federico's, but they held none of their lively light nor the soft warmth.

"Welcome to Palazzo Ducale, Messer Contarini. You are always the most welcomed guest in this house," 

"And you are, as ever, the most gracious host," he whispered, giving her hands another peck and a smile under his trimmed beard. "I have looked forward to meeting you all day, Mia Signora. I was supposed to come tomorrow, but I found myself impatient and couldn't wait any longer, the rain be damned."

Lucia smiled and nodded politely, as she had been taught to, without uttering a single whisper.

Tiziano looked at her for a while longer, studying her face, until his eyebrows knitted in a worried look.

"Forgive me for my bluntness, but you look pale, Madonna Lucia. Your Lady Mother was telling me that you had not felt the best, these past weeks?" He whispered with gentleness. She saw him raise his hand to reach her cheek, and she froze on the spot when his knuckles touched her skin. Lucia felt her heart clenching in her chest, wanting with all of her might that the hand caressing her was Federico’s. 

"No-nothing to worry about, Messer Contarini. Just the dampness of the lagoon after all this rain,"she merely said, shifting ever so subtly to get away from his touch.

"When it comes to your wellbeing, I worry, Madonna Lucia. You are so dear to my heart," he murmured, his smile growing soft. He then turned toward her mother, his voice low and grave. "If you allow, Dogessa Isabella, I will have my personal physician come and take a look at Madonna Lucia. We cannot run the risk of her falling sick."

"You are most kind, Messere, a true blessing to this family, first with the Election of my Lord Husband to Doge of the Serenissima and now with our dear Lucia,” 

“This is the least I could do, Dogessa. It is my duty as a Contarini and as a man to regard for the wellbeing of one of the Figlie della Laguna,”

Lucia saw her mother’s face lit up with a radiant smile and her cheeks turning red with joy: why was she so ecstatic for something so little?

When she focused her attention on Tiziano again, she saw that he was staring at her, his face tilted and his lips thinned in an enigmatic smile that Lucia didn’t know how to decipher.

“Madonna Isabella, will you be so kind as to give me your permission to take a walk with your daughter in her garden?” Tiziano asked, his dark irises never leaving Lucia's face.

The young woman's eyes grew wide, as she felt a chill of dread running down her spine.

She didn't want to be alone with him in her garden.

She didn’t want him in her garden.

She didn’t want his presence to desecrate the place where she and Federico had shared their kisses, where Federico had held her so close to him she had felt his heartbeat against her cheek...where she had experienced the warmth of love for the first time.

That Garden was theirs and theirs alone.

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So here it's a small snippet of Ch.2 of Rondó Veneziano. I worked proficiently today, and I think I might have finally broken that freaking block that was dragging me down (but I am going to touch wood anyway because you never know.)

It's going to be a little angsty, but I promise that the last chapter will be so fluffy and sweet, y'all will visit the dentist afterwards.

TRUST.

Many thanks to Dearest @giuliettaluce for her kindest words, because they actually gave me the push to work on this today. (You are an angel, my dear. Thank you so much for always supporting me!💗)

Well, I am off to work on this chapter a little more!

Hope you'll like this!💗

--NEMO

[song-tam]

sobs and snuggles — fitz vacker x keefe sencen

Summary: Lots of Fitzy angst, though it becomes kinda fluffy at the end because just like Keefitz.

A/N: Okay this is my first oneshot (on tumblr at least) but there will definitely be more to come when I get around to it. This was based off of a mini headcanon that @sunset-telepath inspired and @stardustanddaffodils added onto. 

Warnings: this got pretty angsty. also, alden’s kind of an arse in this.

Taglist (I’m just tagging random friends for now): @psychopathicqueenly @dreaminq-out-loud @howyoulikethat237 @sunset-telepath @sencenforever180 @the-sky-isnt-blueee @totalkeefitztrash 

Fitz and his emotions seemed to be at war lately. 

No, not lately. It was just more clear that Fitz and his feelings were fighting now, but they’d always been battling.

“Why do I have to go into the Forbidden Cities, Dad?” Twelve-year-old Fitz had asked. “What if I get in trouble, it’s dangerous, I-”

“Fitz.” Alden said, stone-faced. “You are going to the Forbidden Cities. You are going to look for this girl and you are going to bring her here when you find her, and until that happens, you’re just going to keep going back.”

Fitz had shook his head. “But I don’t want to go. I’d rather stay home. I want to be... normal for once. Maybe play base quest with Keefe and Biana-”

“But you aren’t normal, Fitz. You are a Vacker, you have a legacy to uphold, and finding her is more important than playing base quest.” Alden had insisted, his face smiling but an icy edge to his words. 

Fitz’d gulped, nodding his head yes, all right, he would do it, when all he really wanted to do was cry. He didn’t even understand why his eyes were turning glassy, why there was a lump in his throat. After all, his father had asked one simple thing of him.

He’d obey. He did what he was expected to, looking for the elf among humans all while making time for his few friends and staying at the top of his class and doing everything else he, the perfect Vacker boy, was supposed to do.

Fitz leaned back against the bathroom wall, tears streaming down his face, holding Mr. Snuggles in his arms. “I’m so tired,” he whispered to no one. “Tired of trying so hard all the time to be perfect, tired of not being able to mess up, tired, just so tired.”

He thought about how perfect he had to be, how he had to wear his carefully created mask everyday, how by trying to be there for the people he loved he was stepped on.

Wonderboy. Dex had given him that nickname. Fitz wasn’t too sure what to make of it. That meant he was keeping up the perfect image, the mask he needed to wear. It was important that everyone saw him that way—at least that was what Alden had implied—but Fitz wondered what it would be like if he could mess up. Make mistakes and not have everybody gossiping about them, judging him and his family, wondering whether he was worthy of being a Vacker or not.

He wondered what it would be like to be normal.

But he, Fitzroy Avery Vacker, was never, ever getting that chance.

A new sob escaped him with this realization, even more coming after the first. Fitz tried to be as quiet as possible; he didn’t want Alden or Della or Biana hearing him and then coming and finding him bawling in his bathroom.

His shoulders shook and fury rose up inside Fitz. He was angry at his father for shoving all this pressure on him, angry at himself for not being able to deal with the pressure, angry at his entire lineage for creating such an impossible legacy to live up to, just angry at the entire world. 

Fitz hurled Mr. Snuggles against the opposite wall, along with a few other miscellaneous things from his bathroom vanity. He looked around for more things to throw, but his anger started to fade back into sadness and he curled up into a ball again, tears falling.

Hiccuping, Fitz reached for Mr. Snuggles again and rummaged around for something to blow his nose on. Glancing at himself in the mirror, he winced. His eyes were rimmed red and it couldn’t have been more obvious that he had been crying.

“Crap,” he muttered. “I can’t let Mom or Biana see me like this, they’ll ask too many questions.” Questions I don’t particularly want to answer. Questions I don’t have an answer to. 

“Fitz!” Fitz stiffened, recognizing that voice immediately. If there was anyone would press harder than his mom and sister—and actually get real answers—it was Keefe Sencen.

“Dude, where are you? I have something to show you,” Keefe’s voice grew louder and there were footsteps; he was coming up the stairs. Fitz splashed water on his face and rubbed his eyes as hard as could, trying to erase as much of the evidence that he’d been crying before—

“Fitz?” The bathroom door stood slightly ajar, and Keefe stood in the doorway, a hesitant expression on his face. Keefe’s eyes stared into Fitz’s with such intensity and concern that he felt a red flush creeping up his neck. 

“What happened?” Keefe said softly, worry laced into his words. “Are you all right, how can I help?”

Fitz shook his head. “No, it’s fine. I’m okay, it’s nothing to concern yourself with.”

“Looks to me like it’s definitely something I should concern myself with.” Keefe took a few hesitant steps towards Fitz, setting something down on the vanity. Fitz didn’t get a good look at because the next thing he knew, Keefe’s arms were around him and he started crying again, burying his face in Keefe’s shoulder.

Keefe’s arms around him tightened, and he sobbed harder. “You don’t have to explain,” Keefe whispered softly. “I get it. You don’t owe anyone, least of all me, an explanation.”

“Thank you,” Fitz mumbled into Keefe’s shirt.

“Don’t,” the blond boy replied automatically. “You don’t need to thank me. You’re my friend, and I... I care about you.”

“Well, you’re a good friend.”

Keefe laughed quietly. “You’re a better one.”

“I’m glad you’re my best friend.” Even if I wish you were more. Even if I wish you were holding me as my boyfriend and not as just a friend.

He’d settle for this, though, for now. What Fitz wanted wasn’t necessarily what he needed, and he was glad his sobs were countered and comforted by Keefe’s snuggles.

[writebackatya]

Indiquack??

Yeah I think got some left, how many ounces do y-

Oh, right. The fanfic bingo thing. Sure.

Ahhh, my first DuckTales fanfic! I can’t say “No one else was writing this” because I found out after I first published it that there is a weed-related DuckTales fic on fanfiction dot net and one on AO3 written by Kimberlyeab who I think has written some great DuckTales/The Venture Bros. crossover fanfics. I haven’t read either weed stories cause I don’t want to subconsciously copy what they both have done

And honestly, this whole story came from a high conversation between me and one of my sibs who watches DuckTales. It was about the boys discovering Della smoking weed; we agreed they would be chill about it because Dewey would think she’s cool, Louie also wants to smoke weed and wouldn’t mind, and Huey would be like “Oh you must have heard about the legalization of marijuana” and then Della would be like “Weed is legal now? Cool.”But then something in my brain wanted to take that situation seriously and really think how Della would handle that being a mother now with kids. And voila, Ground Control to Della Duck! was born! Pretty soon I had a bunch of other weed related stories forming in my brain

I put a LOT of research into all of these stories. For one, I want everything to be as accurate as possible, both the characters and the weed. I remember reading a weed related story in another fandom which was funny in its own right, but I disliked that when the characters smoked weed they just became a generic stoner rather than themselves but high. Which isn’t exclusive to that story, but it was something I wanted to avoid. To me Indi-Quack! wouldn’t be as funny or as entertaining if the characters weren’t in character

And yeah, I’m stoner. I occasionally smoke weed when I write these stories. But I still do research on weed (mainly use Leafly) to make sure I’m getting the effects and names right. I think Under the Influence of Gandra Dee! was the most I researched weed for

I try to write in a way for the people who don’t smoke weed can understand what the characters are feeling while the people who do smoke weed will be like “Yeah, that’s accurate”

Besides weed stuff, I did do a lot of research for other things for Indi-Quack!. Stuck in the Middle with DEW! made me do a lot of research on the Woodstock concert; which was honestly pretty fun! I looked up the event schedule, Jimi Hendrix’s set that he played, watched a few live recordings of his performance and listened to any audio I could find (VEVO and other record a-holes make finding Woodstock videos of Jimi hard to get), as well as an interview with Jimi Hendrix on his personal experience at Woodstock. I also looked up any crazy stories that might have happened there (Matilda mentions an incident with The Who in that story. Research paid off!)

Also, there are quite a bit of reference to the 87 show throughout it if you wanna count that as research

Speaking of Stuck in the Middle with DEW!, I remember back when I was writing that I was like so afraid of how people would react to Dewey eating not one, but two edibles and then tripping hard. But it turns out, people loved it!

As for the spite, well there might be a little bit of spite in it. The Dewey story was kinda inspired by the fact that the only Timephoon! stories are angsty stuff about Louie. And the final line of that story is, “That’s cool, I got grounded!”

But I do love Louie but the poor kid might have to wait awhile till he finally smokes weed

And don’t tell anyone but slowly but surely pretty soon EVERYONE in this fandom will embrace the Della and Gandra friendship that I totally know would happen if this show had at least three more seasons! Also some shipping stuff would be nice. It’s like Fenro but both are girls and tops

As for fan art, maybe? I don’t know. Shortly after I posted Do the Write Thing! I found fanart of the Three Caballeros smoking and getting caught in Uncle Scrooge’s garage while Donald is holding a notebook marked song ideas. But honestly, it’s probably just a coincidence. That scene didn’t happen in the story and I’m sure I’m not the only one who has thought of those one-hit wonders smoking in the old man’s garage

Anyway I still can’t believe how much love and attention this fic has gotten. Honestly. I never would have guessed it would have brought me where I am in the fandom to this day. Especially since I found out a good chunk of my readers don’t smoke weed!

[ncruuk]

Not a question, but I just wanted to say how much I LOVE your Station 19 Stories on AO3. You write all of the characters so well and it allows me to fall so deeply into the universe you've created and just immerse myself in the stories. The Maya/Carina relationship is my favorite and the show's writers don't always do it justice (because drama) but your stories give me everything the show may not. It is the highlight of my day when you post a new chapter :)

Thank you very much!  

I’m so glad you’re enjoying the stories - I’m with you, Maya/Carina is my favourite and I do begrudgingly concede that ABC have actually hired the Station 19 writers to produce episodes about an entire fire station (not that you’d know sometimes, given the absence of, well, fire) and it’s Shondaland and Network Television so “Drama” is also necessary in everything.... but wouldn’t it be nice if we had the Maya/Carina show, that’s just set in their lives, which happen to be based around a fire station and hospital and where there’s drama but it’s got absolutely nothing to do with whether our heroines live happily, romantically, wonderfully ever-after together without the relationship being the thing the show sets fire to every episode?  At least, that’s what I’d personally like, and since I know I am never going to get it, I started writing it...and you bravely started reading it and well, here we are...I’m so happy I can contribute to something that helps make the day a good one for you.

[Writing that, I’ve just realised what the problem is with the show - ever episode they set fire to the characters’ lives, rather than, you know, buildings and stuff]

Thanks for the ‘ask’

[For those wondering what the stories are that the ‘ask’ relates to, here’s a visual teaser with details under the ‘keep reading’ break]

Perso Piccoli Cuccioli di Fuoco della Stazione 19 [but the stories are in English!]

Puppies + Carina DeLuca + Christmas = A level of cuteness even Captain Bishop couldn't say no to.

But that's only the first story...after that, well, there's a some surprises and adventures for Seattle's youngest ever Fire Captain, her super-hot, incredible Italian OBGYN doctor girlfriend, their firefighter and doctor friends and family.

Station 19 season 4 canon is only selectively recognised [i.e. only the fluffy bits].

[There is no relationship angst - Maya/Carina are angst free but the *feels* associated with backstory of canon characters generate *feels* that if the writing's worked, might feel a bit angsty. Also contains reference to past drug use and injuries (milder than show but still to note) - individual chapters have notes were relevant].

[Links  in the 1st reblog because Tumblr hates links in tagged posts]

[drummergirl231-2]

I’m like really super excited about this.

My first thought was “OMIGOSH THEY’RE ALIVE,” but then I re-read the ask, which of course asked if they’re BOTH dead, and Frank said “No,” to that.

So either they’re both alive, or only one is alive. One of them could still be dead.

If only one of them is alive, my guess is it’d be Matilda, since it seems like Donald and Della wound up living with Scrooge at some point.

It seems like Scrooge was more of the go-to babysitter for most of their childhoods, but it also seems like, from the show, the twins did eventually move in with Scrooge full-time - just later on, and not when they were really young, like we first thought.

Of course, there is still a chance Hortense is alive, as well. Maybe Donald and Della didn’t move in with Scrooge until Donald started college. And that would beg the question: Why is Hortense not involved in her children’s and grandchildren’s lives now?

I mean, I certainly have my angsty AU about that (though she died when they were five in that AU, so that part’s not accurate), but if she’s alive, then Donald and Della would be estranged from her for some reason.

I know in the comics Scrooge had a falling out with his sisters at some point, but they made up years later. That could be the case here, but that wouldn’t explain why Scrooge got Donald and Della... unless Scrooge fell out with Hortense and Quackmore over an intense custody battle? Oh the angsty possibilities. 

But, again, maybe they didn’t move in with him ‘til they were 18. Or maybe Hortense and Quackmore died when their twins were still underage. Who knows?

Either way, I’m so glad we’ll get to find out more about Hortense, Quackmore, and Matilda. Even if these asks left us with more questions than answers, at least now we can speculate some possibilities. 

[dr-gearloose]

DuckTales Theory

So, I’m pretty sure you all know about the 1987 (Original) DuckTales, 1990 (Reboot) The Quack Pack and the 2017 (Reboot) DuckTales.

Well, I have a theory that connects all 3 together. Originally, this started with a theory about Gyro Gearloose, so here’s how all 3 connect.

ACT I: The Original

1987: Donald Duck joins the Navy thus leaving Huey, Dewey and Louie in the hands of Scrooge McDuck. 

Scrooge decides to hire some people to... Help around the house (Mrs. Beakley) Be a pilot (Launchpad McQuack) Count money (Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera) and be the Bin’s Security Guard (Gizmo Duck)

(The reason why Gyro and Duckworth aren’t listed is because I’m pretty sure they were already hired. Okay, back to the regularly scheduled theory.)

Mrs. Beakley brought her granddaughter; Webbigail to the mansion.  Webby always went unnoticed. She only made friends with animals because no one else pays attention.

ACT II: The Quack Pack!

1990: The boys were teenagers now, Donald left the Navy and Huey, Dewey, and Louie have moved in with their Uncle, who now has a girlfriend. Daisy Duck. 

Instead of Gyro, they have Dr. Ludwig Von Strangeduck. (Episode 1) With his newest invention they could become ‘T-Squad’ (just realized how much that sounds like T-Series) Also, their voices were probably higher cause of puberty.

[There’s nothing else to really go off of in Huey, Dewey and Louie’s lives other than their outfits. (We’ll come back to this.)]

As for Webby, I’m going to assume that sometime around the first or second episode maybe? is when she started her spy training and Beakley was hired as an agent.

Gyro is currently on a well deserved vacation. Or did he just travel 26 years into the future? (We’ll come back to this.)

ACT III: The Reboot

2017: Now, there’s A LOT to go off of in the new series! So here we go.

Webby’s grown up. She’s now somewhere around 13, she’s basically a professional spy.

Huey, Dewey and Louie’s outfits have changed. I’m gonna say that Huey is 16, Dewey is 15 and Louie is 14, he’s still in that angsty teen era. 

They’ve also forgotten about Scrooge because of all the adventures. Plus, teenagers wouldn’t really care about a rich uncle too much, would they? They just want a girlfriend...or three.

Duckworth is unfortunately dead, which is pretty clever. Donald and Daisy have unfortunately broken up and forgot about each other. Daisy was busy with her job and Donald is just living his best life. Or at least trying to... (We’ll get back to this.)

Scrooge has grown to like his nephews over time. --

[VILLAIN BREAK!] Ma Beagle: No longer wears her hair in a bun, wears makeup and changed her fashion up a bit.

The Beagle Boys: There’s more of them! [The Déjà Vu’s, The 5th Avenue Friendlies, The 5th Avenue Meanies, Black Arts Beagle, The Ugly Failures, etc.] Their home has downgraded to a Junkyard, they changed their shirts. Bouncer Beagle never skipped a day in the Beagle Gym.  Burger Beagle has S T I C K S for limbs.

The Aliens: They like rockets.

Magica De Spell: She has a niece now!  [VILLAIN BREAK: TO BE CONTINUED...]

--

ACT IV: Spies and Broken Hearts

Since Webby’s been in a mansion basically her whole life, she’s a sucker for adventures and magic! (We’ll get back to this.)

As for Della Duck - When she stole The Spear Of Selene in 1987, it was now her mission to get home. She made friends with an alien named Penumbra.

She finally got home, on Earth in maybe 2017 or 2018. Now we continue the love story of Donald and Daisy: In Season 3, Episode 5 - Louie’s Eleven, we see Daisy’s comeback.  Donald doesn’t recognize her, Daisy doesn’t recognize him. (I still ship it tho)

Daisy was fired from her previous job - a news reporter - so now, who knows where she is in her life now. 

ACT V: Project B.O.Y.D.

Gyro hasn’t traveled 26 years into the future, he’s been on a well deserved vacation, he came back and made a new robot. 2-BO, or B.O.Y.D. A definitely real boy. Akita, however, did not like the idea of 2-BO being a ‘real boy’ so he overrode his programming.

A few years later, Mark Beaks found ‘2-BO’ left in the trunk of Gyro’s car. While Gyro was in the store, looking for things to fix up B.O.Y.D,  Beaks thought that he could take B.O.Y.D and pretend he had a child so he could go to Doofus Drake’s birthday party. While B.O.Y.D was living with Doofus, Gyro decided to get a makeover.

--

[VILLAIN BREAK! PART 2]

Magica De Spell: She dyed her feathers!

Mark Beaks: That one kid who’s WAY ahead of his time and confuses everyone.

Flintheart Glomgold: Still wants to be richer! But he’s chubbier.

Goldie O’Gilt (Technically): She doesn’t have gray hair!

(just realized i did magica twice. oops.) [VILLAIN BREAK: TO BE CONTINUED...]

--

New Glasses / His old glasses were broken by B.O.Y.D due to a malfunction in the programming. New Shirt / The previous shirt he owned was not only uncomfortable, but was torn while testing B.O.Y.D for the first time. There was a malfunction, causing B.O.Y.D to attack Gyro. New Hat / The straps were uncomfortable. New Haircut / There’s no real reason for this other than he just wanted to change his style a bit.

ACT VI: Gizmoduck  Fenton had been working on Gizmoduck, improving the suit’s self defense system and stuff. Soon enough, Gizmoduck was everywhere! TV, the News, saving people! 

Also, Fenton’s skin/feathers changed because he probably got a sun-tan. 

[VILLAIN BREAK! PART 3]

Waddleduck (Technically): Gizmoduck but he’s Mark Beaks.

Negaduck: He’s back and also has a double personality!

Magica’s Shadow: ...gone?

Tulpas: THEY ENVY THE POPULARITY THAT THE OTHERS HA-

[VILLAIN BREAK: THE END]

ACT VII: Lena De Spell 

Lena was created by Magica De Spell, you all know this. But how did she learn to do this? Well, in the 1987 series there was an episode in Season 1 named ‘Magica’s Shadow War’ it wasn’t a 2 part episode or anything special. But it was the first appearance the Magica’s ability to create shadows and make a shadow army. 

With this new knowledge, she took it upon herself to first, improve her old outfit and get a more modern look. Less trickery and bribery. She was gonna get that dime...but she needed a puppet. She couldn’t do it herself.

Before she knew it, she was in Scrooge’s dime. The thing she wanted most, she was now shown on... But before this, she performed the same spell from all those years ago... And brought her shadow to life, she swore that if she found a puppet, that shadow would be connected to them for as long as she’s in that dime.

What if I told you... Lena’s not a shadow. She was bribed into being Magica’s puppet. Even though she said ‘No more trickery or bribery’ she had to so she could convince Lena to be her new puppet. 

Whenever she wanted, she could come out and yell at Lena to get the dime so she’d be free. 

When she finally had the dime, I bet you’re wondering how she could be banished to the SHADOW realm if Lena’s not a shadow. Well, that’s just it... She wasn’t in the shadow realm. She was in Limbo. 

The realm between life and death.

Lena was able to help every so often... Thanks to Violet Sabrewing and Webby, she was freed.

ACT IX: The Quack Pack! (2017)

Season 3, Episode 2: The Quack Pack! This is a short one, but remember when I told you to remember their outfits from 1990? 

No? 

Good! ‘Cause I never did. :) I just said ‘...other than their outfits. (We’ll come back to this)’ 

So, the 1990s Quack Pack was slightly different. I mean the outfits. 1. Donald had a Hawaiian type shirt. 2. Louie’s shirt was different and had a hat. 3. Daisy existed.

But anyways, they brought the outfits back! 

ACT X: The End.

TL;DR: ACT 1: Scrooge hires a bunch of people and only cares about money. ACT 2: The nephews and Donald forgot Scrooge and Donald is dating Daisy. ACT 3: Huey is 16, Dewey is 15, and Louie is 14. Duckworth died ACT 4: Webby loves magic and adventure now, Della was stuck on the moon for 20 decades, Donald and Daisy broke up, Daisy was fired from her old job. ACT 5: Gyro invented BOYD and then BOYD was stolen by Mark Beaks. Also, Gyro got a makeover. ACT 6: Fenton improved his Gizmoduck suit. ACT 7: Lena isn’t a shadow, Magica learned how to bring her shadow to life and cursed Lena until she got the dime and then Lena was stuck in Limbo for a while. ACT 8: The Quack Pack made a comeback in Season 3. ACT 9: You’re reading ACT 9, why did I add this one?

Everything here is a theory. Not facts. And I can’t believe this all started with a little theory about Gyro’s change of style!

Just gonna say this now: I totally ship Fenton x Gyro. Don’t @ me.

[stellarune]

so i said this earlier i think but. foster parent keefe ?

he wants to foster someone, to give them a family, because lets face it, he never had much of one, but hes also absolutely terrified of messing up the kid, so he doesnt register, doesnt even look into it.

i dont relly know what the turning point would be, but i assume it would have something to do with one of his students being super scared evey time he has them last period, so much that he can feel it without touching them, so he finally asks, and the student tells him ab their terrible home life, and keefe offers them to stay over if they want.

im just thinking of keefe opening his house to any and all students that cant, or dont want to go home, and unnoficially fostering them anywyas (and being a better parent than theirs, tbh)

and wow i didnt wanna make it angsty, but one of the kids parents suing him for kidnapping or whatever, and the kid having to go back the time that the case is examined, and keefe being like “welp, this happened once and im not letting it happen to anyone else” 

sophie being tottally on board with the project, and pushing the council in his favor as much as she can

a lot of parents get put to court for child abuse

(now i am fully aware that having these many children around wouldnt be sustainable, so thats why in this headcanon, most kids are already teenagers, who can take care of themselves for the most part)

(not sayingg theyre on their own, just that they dont need to be supervised while taking a shower or doing their homework)

soon enough, a bunch of other people join him in fostering kids, including tam, linh, della tiergan and prentice but also people hes never met in his life.

ok so now that the how is established

keefe is like, super careful with whatever he says to his kids. hes suuuuuper hesitant to ever tell them something they did was wrong, all the time

at one point, he does say something to one of them, because their grades have been slipping a lot, yet keefe *knows* they almost always get it right on non graded homework

they end up telling him that the questions in the exams were phrsed in different ways from the homework, and so they often lost a lot of time figuring out what was asked

keefe talks about it to the teacher in question, and all is well that ends well

also at one point, one of them getting their report handed back to them and blanching because most of their grades are bs, and giving it to keefe in a shaky hand

keefe not even waiting to look at the report to tell them hes proud of them, and that theyre so so smart, and that grades arent important at all in the great scheme of things

keefe absolutely melting whenever one of them slips up and calls him keefe at school instead of lord sencen (hes tried getting rid of the name, but the coucil would let him beofre he found a suitable replacement) (elwin offered, bt keefe didnt want to impose so hes stuck with sencen)

elwin being the one to tell keefe that he *could* tell his kids when thy did something wrong, or he was worried ab their grades, that it was all ab the *way* he told them, that there was a very big difference between shaming them and offering help

anywyas idk where im going with this

i hope it was at least somewhat enjoyable, feel free to add to it if you wanna

[glowyjellyfish]

I took a break from FF7r this morning to catch up on Ducktales, and now I have to make that break a little longer because Launchpad. Launchpad feelings!

...I love Launchpad feelings and his character development, but his feelings of inadequacy also make me so sad. And now I’m deeply concerned and/or excited that it still fits my appropriately dark angsty theory of Launchpad, and deeply deeply concerned that I might be right about it. I… am not entirely sure I want to be right, because ouch. 

It’s been like a year since I talked about it, so… Basically, OG Launchpad was from a family of stunt pilots, and screwed up an important show by crashing. And he was so deeply upset and ashamed about it that he ran away from home and wound up starting his pilot-for-hire business run out of a shack. As a teenager. Early on, I theorized about how 2017 Launchpad might be a little less confident/mature than OG because he never had the experience of running his own business, and went straight to work directly for Scrooge. And then I bundled all these facts and logic up together and reached the saddest possible conclusion for 2017 Ducktales, which is that 2017 Launchpad absolutely still ran away from home as a teenager, and he came to Scrooge looking for a pilot job because at one point Scrooge advertised for a new/temporary pilot because Della was missing and it was before he realized he wouldn’t be needing one. So Launchpad turned up as a homeless runaway teenager on Scrooge’s doorstep and Scrooge, being desperately lonely for his family, couldn’t turn away an obvious runaway teenager who desperately needed support, despite that by then he knew he wouldn’t be needing a pilot, and so gave Launchpad the first job he could think of. Now, in the OG, it was entirely Launchpad’s decision to leave home, and his parents loved him and tried to be supportive, he just kinda has a habit of leaving whenever he feels like nobody needs him around. But for maximum sadness, I could absolutely see it being pushed a little further so that his parents kicked him out or at least were not supportive and are actively ashamed of him. I… don’t really want that, but I also kind of do. And I don’t know how far this show wants to take it, but all Launchpad character development continues to fit nicely. 

also, the rescue rangers are a delight, the quack pack episode was amazing, and I can’t wait for more.