#hubert duck

[tealottie]

sorry for this one

[blaithnne]

Huey being the burnt out gifted kid is so special to me by the way. Growing up, he was the smart one, Louie was lazy and Dewey was Dewey.

But now Louie is on his way to become a successful business person, and Dewey is a prodigy pilot. Sure, Huey’s still smart, but he has no idea what he wants to do with his life. He feels lost and directionless, hell he’s even aging out of the woodchucks!

I have no conclusion to this, but to be fair neither did canon.

[ducklooney]

Huey Duck from Quack Pack - Icons

I know I owe another Duck brother from the Quack Pack, and the oldest brother at that. It's Huey Duck and I'm uploading pictures or icons of his character from the underrated series Quack Pack, from the episode "Cat & Louse" that refers to him. In fact, he has Ailurophobia, or the fear of cats, and was afraid of black cats in particular since he was a little boy, until he overcame his fear. However, he has a slight sneeze and an allergy to cats. Poor him. Yes, Dewey and Louie helped him a lot to overcome that fear and Huey managed to get Raven, the pet black cat of the cruel Andre Demouche, to his side. I definitely recommend that you watch that series and that episode who hasn't yet.

As with Dewey and Louie Duck, I put a photo of the icons (icons of Huey Duck) here, although some are more repetitive. So if someone needs it, feel free to use it, but for GOOD PURPOSES, NOT FOR NEGATIVE. Yes, all the impressions and feelings from the oldest triplet (red triplet) from one episode in one picture (two pictures actually). That is all. I hope to create icons for other characters and cartoons and comics, if I have the opportunity.

If you want to see pictures of the iconic Dewey Duck look here: https://ducklooney.tumblr.com/post/670862385307893760/dewey-duck-from-quack-pack-icons-ive-posted

If you want to see pictures of the iconic Louie Duck look here: https://ducklooney.tumblr.com/post/664431415688036352/louie-duck-from-quack-pack-icons-somewhere-i-saw

Of course, those who love this version of Huey Duck and love this duck, feel free to like this or reblog this.

[dawginabottle]

Hubert Duck ❤️📕

[c0konk]

Huey: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming?

Louie: Does anyone in this godforsaken family ever think before they speak?!

[cursegirlrabbit]

what else can we from Huey Duck and his role in later chapters? How things have changed for him?

Huey's going to have a important role, not only for Furious Revenge but other stories taking place in this AU and universe, his role won't start unlocking until the Gods on the Block chapter.

But i have plans for him. oh the plans i have.

and it's all gonna start with a dream and a distant relative.

[hattythewriter]

The Duck Triplets (Ducktales 2017)

I normally do Undertale related art, but I wanted to do something completely different today. So, here are Huey, Dewey, and Louie from Ducktales 2017!

I don't own DT2017 nor any Disney productions.

[jescat]

Se me olvido publicarlo aquí, perdón XD

[soupy-drawz]

Louie duck printing out Christmas Tree Clipart.jpeg to tape on his hoodie for the holiday season 🎄✨

[braveolpabear]

Hubert the simple-minded, gentle, kind, clumsy, honest, innocent, occasionally brave, shy, awkward, easily embarrassed, somewhat naive, gullible at times, courageous, creative and nervous Duck Furrie who frequently wears a baby blue bonnet with a matching bow tie and t-shirt and a giant diaper is a huge hero whose above-average physical strength can prove useful in certain situations, especially when fighting predators such as Wolves and Ferrets. Hubert first his true creator when he was intimidated by a whole gang of Weasel, Fox, Wolf, Ferret, Raccoon and Coyote Bandits who robbed him of his well-earned Dragons Treasure. Reduced to living in poverty and wearing nothing but dirty rags and a large diaper to keep him warm Hubert befriended his real creator along with his guardian angle aka Jodie the Heavenly Whippet and a few other Animal Furries whom they helped on their quest, A tearful Hubert teels his new friends how he lost his mom and dad to a swarm of MediEvil Dragons then got bullied by Ferret, Wolf, Fox, Raccoon, Weasel and Coyote Bandits who stole his only source of income before breaking down. A sympathetic Papa Bear kindly offers the overgrown baby Duck a permanent home on Pig Island, to which the latter agrees. Following a reckless journey all across Pleasure Paradise and finally arriving in Pig Island a swarm of MediEvil Dragons arrive to storm The Castle of Heaven for it's Dragons Treasure. When bumping into the same gang who ruined his life Hubert explodes in a rage beats them all up, and even punches out a couple of MediEvil Dragons twice his own size. Papa Bear provides Hubert a Duck Wand as a gift for his everlasting gratitude to teach him some magic. After casting a powerful spell on his enemies Papa Bear offers the empowered Duck a job opportunity if he agrees to build his farm, he gladly accepts. Much later Hubert works full-time at Georgette's Ice Cream and Yoghurt Co (she now owns Papa Bear's Farm due shortage on Dragons Treasure) and when not working the chubby Duck Furrie either goes to The Nude Camp, The Nudist Spa or one of The Nude Beaches to become a part-time nude clay sculptor. He occasionally visits Georgette-owned Farm to feed his former adversaries bananas who have since been reduced to slobbering imbeciles. Like Babo the Mountain Gorilla and Gordo the Purple Gorilla Hubert dose not know his own massive physical strength, and when he accidently (albeit conveniently) stops The MediEvil Dragons numerous schemes he grins sheepishly, before pummelling his Dragon enemies. Hubert is somewhat sensitive about his weight and when forced to take off his clothes he throws a temper tantrum. His favourite food is watermelons. Hubert may be a big baby but when upset or angered he will beat up almost any other predator regardless of how mean and intimidating they are🦆🍉🥥🍌🍍🏝️

[frost-queen]

Shattered dreams (Reader!sister & Bridgerton Siblings)

Requested by: anon Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @merlin-dahlia, @alex--awesome--22 @elllie-does-the-posts, @floatlosers, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly@denkisclown, @wildieflower, @meyocoko, @bubblybrianna, @justanothercoco@subjecta13-thefangirl, @m-rae23, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr, @swampthing07,@melsunshine, @goldenmoonbeam, @freyathehuntress

Summary: You are debuted (around Eloise's age) and have met someone in secret. Unaware to any of your brothers. One faithful day they find out that someone is trying to hurt you for 'not listening & not being a good wife to be'. Hearing of this your brothers boil with anger and come to your aid.

The weather was nice, a soft breeze cooling the warming spring season. You took a deep breath, taking it all in. Spring was your favorite season after all. Not too hot, not too cold. Flowers blooming, birds singing and ducks enjoying their ponds. From afar you could already see the lake. Boats set on them to take a tour. Colin noticed your eagerness tapping you on your hand. – “Would you like a tour around the lake sister?” – he asked with a smile. He knew just how much you’d like that.

You formed a smile, holding your hand on his arm. – “Perhaps later.” – you answered. Colin furrowed his brows a bit confused. Why you wanted to wait stunned him. To be fair you wanted to take a tour on the boats, just with that someone special. With Hubert so to speak. You met him a few balls ago. None of your relatives aware of the meeting.

You were absolutely smitten with him. He’d be the one to save you. To care and comfort himself over you till he drew his last breath. You didn’t know why you kept it a secret. Perhaps because the encounter was so secretive and unproper by any standards set up by the ton you perhaps feared it.

Looking around you wondered where he is. Eyes slowly widening when your gaze met with his from afar. Your heart leaped and fluttered. He slightly motioned with his head for you to come and see him. You couldn’t hide the giddy smile on your lips. Slowly removing your arm from around your brother Colin’s. Colin frowned. – “I must ask mama something.”- you lied before he could question your intentions.

He nodded, turning his posture to Benedict and Eloise who were in a deep conversation. Colin over-heard their conversation, sighing loud with an eye roll. They were so headstrong in bickering about nonsense. You made your way over the green fields, keeping a close eye on your siblings behind you. You didn’t want any of them to see where you were heading. Taking several detours between small gatherings, you hoped to blend in and possible disappear from their eye.

The secrecy send a thrill through your body. Excitement bubbling up in your stomach. You gasped, turning sharply around with your back to them after spotting mama with Anthony. They were chatting with Miss Edwina and Lady Danbury. Anthony looking as if he’d rather chew off his own foot then be present any longer. It made you chuckle a bit at the idea.

You moved further, closer to the lake with your back kept towards them. Dipping through a gathering you hoped to blend in. Some ladies gave you a nasty look for suddenly joining in as if you were to eavesdrop or steal their possible suitor from them. You shook your head at them, letting them know that were not your intentions. You moved on nearing the lake. By the lake you looked confused around. Was he not here? Hearing loud a psst made you jump out of your skin. By your left, lurking behind a tree he stood.

You glanced barely over your shoulder before heading over to him. Hubert took you by your hand, pulling you closer to him. – “Miss Y/n.” – he said kissing your hand. You smiled lovestruck and flattered by the gesture. – “I have counted the days till I’d meet you again.” – he whispered. His compliment warmed your heart if he would’ve asked for your hand you would’ve accepted it within a heartbeat. You looked behind you to the lake. – “Shall… shall we go for a tour?” – you asked eager to go round the lake.

Hubert smiled leaving a kiss higher up your arm. You smiled a bit uneasy hoping no one had seen it as it was against standards. – “As the lady pleases.” – Hubert spoke. He offered you his arm as you took it. Hubert and you came in sight, making your way over to the lake. You kept your head down not wanting any of your siblings to recognize you.

You got on the platform. A boat waiting for you to get on. Hubert got in first. You smiled waiting for him to take your hand and help you down when he didn’t. He just sat himself down staring at the other side of the lake. You smiled sheepishly, lifting a bit of your skirt up. Foot dangling in the air, finding balance to set it down. The boat wobbled a bit when your foot touched the boat. – “Hurry up will you.” – Hubert said with a hastened wave. His comment made you stare stunned at him for a brief second.

Without thinking much further about it, you got onto the boat. Hubert took the oars, rowing the boat away. You took a deep breath, enjoying the ride. He rowed the boat further away from the mainland and out of sight. – “Is it not a lovely day My lord?” – you asked to stir up a conversation. His face made a ‘meh’ expression making you regret your question. – “My lord is everything…” – you started wanting to ask about his sudden mood when he stopped rowing. You blinked perplex when he threw the oars to you.

You caught them, staring confused at them. – “My lord… I do not understand…” – you said, looking back up to him. – “I am tired!” – he hissed out. – “Why don’t you row!” – he insisted upon. Your eyes widened at his request. – “Row… my lord?” – you repeated wanting to be sure you understood. – “Yes!” – he called out bothered. – “I spoke clear didn’t I or is your head filled with novelty nonsense?” – he said loudly startling you.

You quickly shook your head. – “Then start rowing.” – he insisted rubbing his shoulder as if it was sore. You nodded obedient with a nervous swallow. You set the oars in the water, giving it a turn. One oar plopped up from the water, splashing the boat a bit. It made you lose your balance a bit, nearly falling forwards. Hubert caught some water, wiping his vest with disgust. – “Apologies My lord.” – you quickly said. – “I shall do my best.” – you set the oar right, giving it another go. After a few failed attempts you found a steady pace to row the boat.

It didn’t took you long to start huffing and puffing at the weight you needed to row. His and yours. To be honest you weren’t that strong compared to Hubert. – “Can you not go a bit faster?” – he spoke with annoyance. You huffed loud, muscles soring up. – “Yes my lord.” – you obliged like a good girl. You started rowing faster and harder, feeling it immediately in your muscles. A pair in another boat raised their eyebrows at you.

Gritting your teeth you pushed through to row the boat around. – “My lord are … you enjoying … the view?” – you asked out of breath. Cheeks flashing with heat from the work-out. He remained silent, haunting the boat ride with it. Clenching your jaw, you felt yourself weaken with rows. Wondering why he was making you do this labor? You felt the wood roughen your palms.

Biting your lip, you tried to keep in any tears. It was so obvious to anyone he was making you do the labor he should be doing. It didn’t even seem to care him. Suddenly the idea of Hubert was very different. From someone you thought would be yours truly, he sure made you do work hard for it. You were slowing down, unable to keep up with it. Your muscles were so sore it used up a lot of effort to even move them. – “Why are you slowing down? Keep it up girl!” – he made clear.

His words stinging like a sharp knife in your heart. Looking up, you blinked rapidly to stop yourself from crying. – “Yes my lord.” – you replied softly. You groaned quietly rowing harder. Putting more work to your labor. Out of breath, you needed to use both hands to push one oar to make the turn. Grabbing the other one once more, you rowed back. – “My lord… are… are you rested well enough?” – you asked hinting to him to take over. He shook his head. Barely lifting a finger in assisting you. Your shoulders slouched with sadness.

Hardening your expression there even boiled some anger towards him. If this was how married life with him would be, you didn’t want it. Him making you do all the work while he enjoys your torture. You kept rowing as the mainland got in view. The colorful tents overtowering the ton. Hearing their laugher carry over with the wind it made you even angrier.

On the mainland looked Anthony briefly up, eyelashes fluttering to be certain it was you he saw on the lake. His eye narrowed trying to focus on you. – “Mama.” – Anthony said without adverting his eyes from you. Violet stopped talking to Lady Danbury, acknowledging her son. – “Is that Y/n on the lake?” – he wondered wanting to be certain. Violet turned her head. – “Why yes she is.” – she answered with smile. – “With a lord.” – she expressed giddy. Anthony’s eyes widened Violet tapped him on the chest.

“Do you know the lord? What is his name?” – she wanted to know. – “I don’t know.” – Anthony replied slightly worried. His eyes widened even more silencing his mother from asking any more questions, seeing you row. His expression hardened with anger. – “He’s making her row!” – he blurted out angered. He looked back, putting his fingers in his mouth to whistle loud. Colin and Benedict looked his way. Anthony called them over with one firm motion of his head. Colin and Benedict didn’t waste another second, hurrying over to his side.

He pointed at you on the lake. – “That little liar.” – Colin cursed out, clenching his hand. Anthony looked confused with a sharp edge to it at him. – “She told me she needed to ask mama a question.” – Colin filled in. – “Clearly she didn’t.” – Anthony bit back bothered. – “Why is she rowing?” – Benedict questioned. – “Shouldn’t he be rowing? Why is he making her do the labor?” – it didn’t sit right with him. – “I’m going to end this.” – Anthony said heading towards the lake. Benedict and Colin hurrying behind him.

On the lake Hubert put you to a stop. You exhaled loud and exhausted. Perhaps a bit too loud. You offered him the oars, smiling at his gratitude of taking over your task. You furrowed your brows when he pushed the oar down. He came closer making you wary. – “What are you acting upon my lord?” – you wondered. He forced himself onto you, making you push him off. It clearly didn’t set with him. – “Do you not love me?” – he asked or rather demanded.

His question baffled you. – “If you want to become a good wife you’ll listen to me!” – he said coming closer again. – “No!” – you called out, battling him away as he tried to force a kiss on you once more. – “I am just showing you my love!” – he yelled getting angry. – “It isn’t love if you force me!” – you yelled back kicking him against the knee. He groaned in pain, holding his knee.

You crawled further up the boat, wondering how you’d get out of this situation. Heck you’d jump out of this boat if it meant escaping him. Hubert rose standing tall. He grabbed you by your arm, yanking on it. – “ A good wife does as she is told.” – he rose his hand ready to strike you.

Anthony was boiling with rage already undoing one shoe of his to jump in the water. Benedict stopped a pair from getting in a boat so they could get in. Colin calling out your name from afar. You gasped seeing his hand go down ready to hurt you. Looking away, you kicked your foot up out of instinct. You felt his chest under your shoe followed by a splash. Opening your eyes, you stared at an empty boat. You crawled over to the other side, looking over the edge. Hubert resurfacing as he spewed out some water. – “Good thing we aren’t married yet!” – you shouted at him.

You grabbed the oars, finding the last bit of strength of yours to row back to shore. Out of breath you reached the platform. Anthony and Benedict hoisted you up from the boat, wrapping their arms around you. – “Where is he? Who is he?” – Benedict called out angered. You cried against your brothers chest. – “I am sorry… I thought he was the one, but he is not. He was so commanding all of the sudden. Making me row, the silence, the insults…” – you cried out.

Anthony hugged you tighter. Hubert swam to the platform as Colin stepped away to let him get up on it. – “Look what you did!” – he shouted with a stern finger at you. Benedict puffed his chest up. He pushed Hubert hard, sending him back into the water. – “If I see you near my sister one more time I’ll make you scream for mercy!” – Benedict threatened.

Anthony handed you over to Colin who comforted you. Hubert came climbing up the platform once more, chest laying on the edge ready to push himself up. Anthony lowered himself smiling angrily. He pushed Hubert back by his forehead, sending him back down.

“You are lucky there are witnesses or I wouldn’t be so well-mannered!” – Anthony called out. Hubert staid in the water afraid to get out and be plunged back by any of your brothers. Your brothers and you left returning to mama. – “Thank you.” – you told them. – “Family is always a priority. First and upmost.” – Anthony answered.  

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[drawingducktalesducks]

Huey: Name the scariest thing you can think of-

Louie: Webby.

Dewy: Yeah, with all due brotherly love and stuff, definitely Webby.

Huey: Well I’ve got one that’s even scarier.

Louie: Not possible.

Dewy: TWO Webbys..?

Huey: Nope. The only thing scarier than Webby is… someone who looks at Webby and goes “yep, very cute, 12/10 would hug and hold and sing cute un-cool songs to on our anniversary”

Dewy: OH! IT’S-

Dewy:

Dewy: …who?

Huey: LENA!

Louie: It’s Lena, of course it’s Lena.

Dewy: Ohhh. Cool!

Huey: Seriously Dewy? Seriously!?

Louie: No but that is pretty terrifying. Like. My first memory of Lena is this blur standing next to Webby in the playground, then me hitting the dirt, and my feet LEAVING the dirt, because a girl with cool hair didn’t like us interrupting her Webby-time and had me by the shirt collar ready to smash my face in.

Huey: It was SO sweet.

Dewy: Yeah, she does have cool hair. Not as cool as the Dewy’s, naturally, but- Oh wait WAIT I’VE GOT ONE!

Huey: A hair?

Louie: A brain?

Dewy: A thing! Something scarier than Webby OR Lena!

Louie: Okay that is legit not possible.

Huey: I call bluff.

Dewy: No no I'm serious! We’ve met and lived through it before, guys! We BARELY survived! AND WE STILL HAVE THE MENTAL SCARS SEARED UPON OUR SOULS!

Huey: …go on.

Louie: I mean you’re still gonna be wrong, but yeah, entertain me with your epic fail.

Dewy: The scariest, most terrifying thing in the world is….

Dewy: Webby.

Dewy: WITHOUT Lena!

Louie:

Huey: oh my duck oh my duck…

Louie: You win. I for real just felt my heart speed up and got shivers.

Huey: OH MY DUCK OH MY DUCK OH MY DUCK-

Louie: Huey, air. You need air.

Dewy: It kinda looks like he doesn’t though?

Huey: OH MY DUCK OH M-

Huey: Sorry. Had a nasty traumatic flashback to finding Webby sobbing her heart out in Lena’s basement room thing.

Louie: That’s rough buddy.

Huey: Anyway, good one Dewy! I think you’ve nailed it!

Dewy: You mean I ~Dewy’d it~?

Huey: No.

Violet: ....

Violet: For your consideration-

Huey: AAAAAAA!

Louie: EEEE!!

Dewy: MOMMY!!!!!!!

Violet: I should like- stop screaming please, it is distracting- I should like to put forward an alternative candidate for the title of “Most terrifying”.

Huey: HOW DID YOU GET IN HERE??? THE DOOR IS TRIPPLE LOCKED!

Violet: Locks only prevent things from entering a room, Hubert. They do not guarantee that the room was empty to begin with.

Louie: You were here the whole time?!

Violet: Precisely.

Dewy: im scared

Violet: Very gratifying, Dewford. Thank you.

Huey: … So… your most scariest thing of choice would be…

Louie: Oh man this is gonna be bad, whatever scares YOU has gotta be-

Violet: Me.

Huey:

Dewy:

Louie:

Violet: On the whole I agree with your ranking system so far, but it does not take into account one crucial detail.

Violet: Namely that Webby and Lena are nearly always in a good mood when around each other, and prying them apart is quite difficult- not even death seems to be permanently effective- which severely limits the times during which they are a truly terrifying presence in the world.

Violet: My own brand of terror is, however, not limited by any such factors. It is also highly motivated, actively cultivated, and completely immune to them both.

Violet: Ergo, at any given moment, it is far more likely that I am the one you should be afraid of.

Huey:

Huey: I’ll add it to the guidebook.

Louie: Cool, I’ll add it to my nightmares.

Dewy: i want mom

Violet: Della Duck is a highly resourceful and accomplished woman, even beyond her history as a Woodchuck, but I doubt even she would be enough to save you.

Dewy: mommy....

[tokuvivor]

If the Ducks Had Tumblr (Part 2)

Inspired by this post from @godfrey-the-chaos-duck (if that’s alright with you)

💸 louie-inc-official Follow

I remember reading about some guy who made green goo rain from the sky. A: He has good taste in color. B: I aspire to have that kind of power.

📕 hue-jwg Follow

That was from a book Uncle Donald read us when we were little.

💸 louie-inc-official Follow

Don’t ruin my fantasies, Hubert.

🏹 quiverwing Follow

How is my bracket already busted? Curse you, Oakland.

💙 how-does-he-dewey-it Follow

LOL really 😂

🏹 quiverwing Follow

Don’t come @ me with that. Your bracket’s probably shot, too.

💙 how-does-he-dewey-it Follow

Yerp 😔 done in by NC State

🏹 quiverwing Follow

Well, at least we can both agree that James Mallardson was a good call for a lower seed to win.

🛬 dwd-number-one-fan Follow

Wait, you guys had Mallardson beating Wiscawson?

🏹 quiverwing Follow

PFFFT don’t tell me you didn’t

🛬 dwd-number-one-fan Follow

Unfortunately, no. But I did get Quail right.

🏹 quiverwing Follow

What?!

💙 how-does-he-dewey-it Follow

YOU DID?!

🌃 dwd-fan-club-president Follow

I have no idea what any of you are talking about, yet I cannot look away.

[animateddadbracket]

Worst Animated Dad Bracket Round 1

Propaganda:

Turner: Is oblivious to Vicky’s abuse and neglects Timmy, in an alternative timeline, he became a dictator because he didn't win a trophy, and if he'd had Timmy then, he would have traded Timmy for the trophy no question. That attitude did not change between timelines. Honestly it's a surprise he even knows Timmy's name.

Neutron: ducks

“Dad” Turner is from Fairly Odd Parents

Hubert “Hugh” Neutron is from Jimmy Neutron

[fieldsofvarley]

i cannot reiterate how cute this is. our waterfowl. hubert (certified) (canon) (self proclaimed) mama duck