#ducknerva

[quiddling]

Minerva and duck.... what are your opinions...

i love them both dearly!!!! i was NOT expecting it when i listened to amnesty the first time and initially didnt like it very much ): but it has grown on me! I LOVE BIG WOMEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[ducknewtonscoolhat]

With the final episode of my relisten to Amnesty, I thought I would take the opportunity to remind everyone of this.

[duck-newton]

[vivitalks]

thinking about how duck and minerva are SO in sync they're SO attuned to each other that when duck wakes up after that vision he has in sylvain in ep 35 and all he says is "we're out of time" minerva instantly knows what he means. there's no questions and no hesitations, she just knows, and she takes him absolutely at his word because she trusts him, trusts that he can correctly assess danger and figure out the best way to stop it. not the best way according to a former war councilor, but the best way according to a compassionate forest ranger from small town west virginia. when duck wakes up, all he needs to say is "we're out of time," and he doesn't even need to be more specific than that, because he knows with that one line, minerva will understand and leap into action without hesitating.

there is just SO MUCH TRUST between these two they understand each other on a level that most people never attain and we get to see them forge that bond in such an organic way throughout amnesty but that specific moment, when they communicate perfectly with four words, is maybe the number one example for me of the strength and depth of that relationship

[berry-muffin]

every once in a while this tag from under one of my sternclays will come back to haunt me:

not because i don’t like mchanzo (because i do like it, it’s my main ow ship) but because while i can see why people would say that my barclay resembles cassidy i don’t understand why anyone would mistake my stern for hanzo (beyond me drawing him as a japanese-american man). i mean, he doesn’t even have a beard.

anyway, they’re at an overwatch costume party and as we all know two titties are whatever, but one titty in the open is just the right kind of obscene.

also, duck refuses to spend money on buying or making an actual costume if he can just grab a couple of cardboard boxes from leo’s and make them work. kinda work.

[karkatwaddles]

Day 5, Taz November Celebration - Playlist

So to uh kinda catch up (I know it's at my own pace but I wanted to do something since I haven't in the past 2 days. I'm working on smth else for the next prompt.) I decided to roll a card for something simple and got a playlist, so I decided to make a Ducknerva playlist! So here ya go!

[homoquartz]

dunno what this panel was going to be

[yourbelgianthings]

"now i'm gonna grow"

a very short ducknerva fic (500 words), it's really just one scene, i wanted to write duck actually asking minerva to come to brazil with him since we never get that part in the show

Duck Newton laid on his back in bed, staring at the ceiling as if the texture of the plaster there would suddenly transform into some kind of message for him. It did not. Minerva was next to him, with her arm gently rested across his collarbone. He shifted around slightly, something didn’t feel right. Not just right now, but it had been off somehow since he and Minerva had been able to return to Kepler from Sylvain. Having lived in Kepler his whole life, everything about the town was comfortable and familiar to him. However, after coming back and everything he went through with the Pine Guard, it had been difficult to return to his regular routine, especially without Arlo, Aubrey, and Ned. He had been entertaining an idea of what to do now, and each day he went back and forth on it, but now, Duck finally decided he would ask Minerva about it in the morning. With that, he rolled over, cuddled closer into Minerva, and finally drifted off to sleep.

Shockingly, when Duck woke up, he was not alone in bed.

“GOOD MORNING, SLEEPYFACE!” Minerva greeted him.

He chuckled. “I think you mean sleepyhead, and anyway, what are you still doing in bed?”

“I DIDN’T FEEL LIKE HAVING BREAKFAST BY MYSELF THIS MORNING.”

“That’s real nice Minerva, and funny enough, I don’t either.” Their hands found each other and squeezed, holding on as long as they wanted to; the only thing that was waiting was breakfast.

Sitting on the couch with their omelets and toast, Duck figured now was as good a time as any. He cleared his throat and asked casually,

“Hey, how would you feel about getting out of Kepler for a while?”

Minerva looked up at him, mid bite of toast, with a worried expression.

“IS THERE A DANGER WE MISSED, WAYNE? IT IS BETTER TO STAY AND FIGHT THAN RUN.”

“No, no, nothing like that. I just want to go see somewhere else. We can go help plant trees in the biggest forest in the world if that sounds good to you.” She set her plate on the coffee table and scooted closer to Duck, putting her arm around his shoulder.

“I’VE ALREADY LEFT MY HOME, AND YOU KNOW I CAN’T GO BACK. YOU DO WHAT YOU NEED TO AND I’LL BE RIGHT BY YOUR SIDE.”

“Well, I really appreciate that, Minnie,” Duck murmured as he snuggled closer into her. “I was talking to Juno about this too, I’ll give her a call and let her know the plan’s all set.” He made no effort to get up right now though, it had been a long few months and there was finally time. Time for lazy, soft cuddles on the couch with the woman he was realizing he loved, and anything else could wait. Minerva smiled gently at Duck as he rested in her arms, although his eyes were closed so he didn’t notice. He had never called her Minnie before, and she liked it. It felt nice to be included in having a nickname. Against her instincts, Minerva allowed her eyes to drift closed too, letting herself trust in Duck’s reassurance that there was no danger anymore.

[juha-art]

Duck and Minerva cowboy au would be neat I think <3 !!

hey anon? this was SO MUCH FUN

[lenjaminmacbuttons]

very intrigued by 'nooo, that duck is Too old' for the tag/ask game..

unfortunately no actual ducks feature in this work lol, it's a taz amnesty fic about duck newton considering potential consequences of starting a family in his forties :') its an oldish one and i never got much past the opening banter, but i do love the opening banter so here it is ^-^

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The tally hit ten. Four minutes into talking to this pair of fellow theater parents, and they had just made the tenth pop culture reference that Duck didn’t understand. That was a new record.

“You know, from the last Star Wars?” said the handsome dad with the long hair, whose name Duck had already forgotten--Arthur? Arnold? He knew the guy’s husband was named Seymour, probably. Actually, now that he thought about it, he didn’t remember either of their names. He just knew their kid was playing Lumiere opposite Kelly’s Babette, and that they knew a lot better than he did what was hip with the kids.

“Like, the new series?” Duck asked. “The Mandalorian reboot?” 

Arnold-Probably chuckled at him. “No, the movie. ‘Return of Endor?’”

Return? When’d it leave? “I, uh, I guess I stopped payin’ attention to the movies after Daisy Ridley.”

“Daisy Ridley’s in it.”

"She still acting? I thought she retired?"

"A four-second cameo hardly counts as being 'in it,' darling," said Seymour-Probably, lightly squeezing his husband's knee. "Not to mention it just looked like reused footage from ‘Terrace Under The Moon’."

Ah, and that made eleven. When were Beak and Minerva coming back from the restroom?

As if on cue--or probably just a subconscious message through the wormhole in his brain, he never really bothered to figure out what exactly the deal with that was now--the tall brown-and-blue shape of Minerva appeared in his vision, with Beak perched happily on her back. Duck scooted to the front of his seat and waved a hand over his head, a signal for help.

Beak grinned and misinterpreted his wave. “Daddy, catch!”

She didn't give him nearly enough warning; the little bag of Fritos slammed into his face hard enough to send a lesser man unconscious.

"Your reflexes have become rusty, Duck Newton." Minerva swung Beak off her back and into Duck's lap. "Perhaps our children should join our next sparring session."

"Yeah!" Beak chirped, popping open the chips. “But just me, though, cus I think if Kelly joined too she would accidentally actually cut your head off.”

[ducknewtonscoolhat]

You know I cannot understand people who dont ship or like ducknerva. Like i respect peoples ships and headcanons and indruck is fine and whatever but what Ducknerva have is one of a kind, more unique and special than anything else.

They not only have been connected for years and years, trained together and built one another up more and more, but also simply the way they talk together is just so kind, genuine, and full of care and love. I've recently listened ti amnesty again, and the way Minerva addresses Duck, talks to him, she sees him more than he ever was or will be. She cares for him deeply and unconditionally, believing in everything he does and everything he will do. She believes he is strong, stronger than he could ever realize himself and is the only one who truly recognizes the strength that Duck Newton holds. He is not just a forest ranger wielding a talking sword, no, he is a warrior with a destiny that he is ready to fulfill. He strikes down his foes with precision and grace, he strikes true and even if he believes he might not be, hes a true born hero. She sees him for that. Maybe the only other person who came close to seeing him like the way that Minerva does is Ned Chicane.

Minerva and Ducks connection is strong, its beautiful, and even more so, extremely powerful, just like who they are as people.

[duck-newton]

Another missed opportunity that couldn’t have been helped because of TAZ’s improvisational nature: Ducknerva, but make it slow burn and angstier.

Reluctant training sessions become light banter which turns to meaningful conversations. A hesitant partnership becomes an unlikely friendship which turns to something teetering on the edge of more.

Their fleeting moments of happiness are tainted by the shared unspoken understanding that this will not, cannot last in any real way.

And then one day he calls her Minnie, and she realizes she’s in too deep, it’s too late for her to save herself from heartbreak but maybe she can spare him, so she pushes him away, knowing what’s in store for her and that his future can never involve her.

Duck watches as Minerva grows cold and distant, wondering what he’s done to upset her and wondering if she’s finally wisened up and realized that he’s not all that special after all.

[davebebubidifiersdehumidifierdpo]

need bitches on my hyperfixation level to produce more ducknerva content asap

[cecelianonymous22]

ship meme art!

i honestly just wanted to draw smth so i started drawing some ships and stuff

Ducknerva (TAZ Amnesty) for A1

BriOz (Monster Prom) for A2

Expensive Pins and Patches (BMC) for B2

DanBrey (TAZ Amnesty) for D3

And my favorite ship rn, Hollice (TAZ Amnesty) for D2

[motherfuckingmagicbrian]

Hey, how many of you can I get on the “Duck Newton is a he him butch” train

[tranquilitybasehotelcasino]

every time i start missing taz amnesty i remember how they killed ned and made ducknerva canon and then i stop missing it