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0ddbugs · 1 year
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Redline: Mama Duck part 1
Hopefully their first trip up top unsupervised won't be a disaster...
collaboration between me and @coffinpal
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mbruben-stein · 1 year
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Hey guys. I was at Universal Studios with my friends and you guys cannot believe the cutest thing that I saw. I got to see mama duck with her baby ducklings. It was just cute and just aww. My hart just can't take it when I see cute things.☺😍🐤
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joelsgreys · 6 months
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Sooooo, I’m on my break at work…dunno if anyone has seen this but https://www.thewrap.com/latino-power-list-eva-longoria-jenna-ortega/ 4th from the bottom of the performers list
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omg pedritooooo 🥹
thank you for sharing! 🌼 i hope work is going well for you!
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agayconcept · 2 years
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2 tourists sneak into jurassic park after hours to see the velociraptors. it does not end well for them. 🦖📸🏃‍♂️
(my mother needed to do a halloween costume photoshoot for her school/students. i took it a step further. video to come.)
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witchpuppies · 10 months
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(via GIPHY)
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socifunnel · 1 year
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frawg-time · 2 years
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Mama duck and her ducklings
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theb00mbitches · 1 year
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Highlight of the day
I have 3 different friend groups calling me Mama Duck and our friend who is also a system calling me crack-ity
I've only done the school run for 2 days and aint even been here for a week I think, shit is crazy -Quackity
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nicoliine · 3 months
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When Charlie found out that she is now a big sister.
☆彡 Your lover is an idiot; he can be a cute one or an annoying one, never in between, and right now you wonder which one he is as you are in the middle of one of their idiocies.
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☆ Reader is g/n.
☆ Warnings: mild swearing? just Angel being Angel. Kinda crack, Charlie cries and it's all your fault.
No proofread.
 
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You could ask anyone in and out of the hotel and get the same answer. Every. Single. Time.
Who is the biggest supporter of you and Lucifer's relationship? Charlie Morningstar.
 
Not that there was much competition; truth be told, she was the only one who cared enough about your relationship, always asking how your dates were going and if her father was treating you right.
And of course, Angel, who was suspiciously very interested in your partner, but you weren't planning on answering his questions, you prefer to keep his dick size to yourself.
 
That is why you find it unnecessary, so weird, to have the whole hotel's residents in the lobby waiting for the so-important announcement that Lucifer wanted to make; you love him? Yes, you will always be by his side? Definitely. Now, does that mean you want to? Right now, you are not sure.
Right before everyone's eyes, you stand beside your lover, who looked so excited and you could swear was about to jump in joy. Your energy doesn't match his, and you only give Charlie a small smile every now and then to let her know everything is alright.
He cleared his throat. "Now, you may wonder why we reunited you here today," he said, his voice denoting mistery. That made you chuckle. He is such a showman. "My love and I have big news!"
 
"We're having a baby!" He said it with one of the biggest smiles you had seen on his face.
 
"What!?"
"I'm having A BABY BROTHER!?"
 
"Well, not exactly," you interrupted before anyone else could speak or Lucifer started his theatrics again. "I think the appropriate word is "babies."  The comments started again.
 
"Damn, I knew that dick was good," Angel said.
 
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For someone who loves you so much and could kiss the ground you walk on, Lucifer was hard to convince to go on a walk with you. He surrenders the moment you say you are, in fact, going on with or without him, following after you.
You could see in his face that he was not having the time of his life. You remember the first time he stepped on the hotel, doing his best to not call it shit right there, and the streets in Pentagram City were not different from that; in fact, it was worse.
You just couldn't help it. It was nice to go on a walk around the streets; it was something you always enjoyed. Your lover's presence scaring away every soul who looked in your direction was just a treat.
 
When you suddenly stopped, Lucifer, who was following a step behind you, called your name with curiosity.
 
You couldn't find many animals in hell—well, not in the pride ring—but when a hellborn brings an animal, it is common for it to be the pet of someone. That's why you're now standing there, surprised to see at least five baby ducks on the side of the walk, running around.
"Look at those cute ones!" Your lover exclaims besides you with a babyish voice, as he kneels to take one of the ducks on his hand. "Darling, look! Is so precious!" You smiled, the image before you so breathtaking; you followed his actions, now rubbing one of the little ones head with your finger.
You counted six ducks; they seemed to be no more than three days old. Looking around, you tried to get a glimpse of the ducks mother, but it seemed like they were all by themselves; it nearly broke your heart.
"Darling! We can't just leave them here!" You turn your head to look at Lucifer, who was trying to hold all of the ducks in his arms; it was actually cute.
 
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To see the King of Hell walking around the hotel with six ducks and one Niffty following him as if he were a mama duck was something nobody expected, but they seemed to be getting used to the idea.
Husk mentioned he is, in fact, the mama duck, and you were the father.
What really took you off guard was to see Charlie resting her head on Vaggie's shoulder, crying over the baby brother you guys allegedly made her think of.
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femaletrumpet02 · 2 years
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Worlds largest rubber duck. Mama Duck and Timmy, September 2022
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0ddbugs · 1 year
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Redline: Mama Duck part 2
Hunee was pretty intense--
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yayan-dmenace · 3 months
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Poor mama duck 🤧 (tbh killer is the one who is scared of the mama duck 😆)
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joelsgreys · 7 months
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The strongest cocktail is the Aunt Roberta (not the Long Island Ice tea…which basically just taste like coke to me…I don’t get the fuss) when you google it, it is described as less of a cocktail and more a cry for help.
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A CRY FOR HELP BYEEEE 😂
also hello please please don’t ever hesitate to drop messages or asks whilst drunk i fully support it 🌼
also fun fact for YOU vee is a rum and coke kinda girl but also will never turn down a jack and coke
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How I Decided to Become and Evil Minion
Mama duck led her seven ducklings. "Quack quack quack quack," she recited to them, and they recited back, "peep peep peep peep," as they all waddled along in a row along the edge of the water. She led them through the reeds, and they followed. She led them into the water, and they paddled behind.
But some of the duckling weren't entirely paying attention. They wandered thisaway, thataway. "Quack!" commanded the mother. The ducklings hustled back, but a few minutes later, the fifth duckling was meandering again, heading further out into the water.
A dark blur skimmed the water, leaving a splash where the fifth duckling had been. "Quack!!!" said Mama, hustling them all to the reeds along the water's edge. An eagle was pumping its wings, carrying the fifth duckling in its claws, gaining altitude again. The ducklings peeped at each other, looking at the receding eagle and each other.
There were only six ducklings now. This is the way of ducks: they have too many ducklings, and usually a few follow their mama's advice well enough to make it to adulthood.
Mama led them to an open pebbly bank and sat. The ducklings huddled about her. After awhile, though, the duckling started squabbling and chasing each other, the third duckling started poking about in the nearby trees. The second went to the riverbank, turning up its tail and poking in the river bottom with its beak.
"Quack!!!" said Mama, hustling back into the water. The ducklings all followed her into the water, the third dragging a stick in its bill. They looked back, and Mama was right, a bobcat appeared from where it had been hidden in a bush. It paced back and forth looking at the little ducklings. But they were safe now, out on the water.
This is the way of ducks. They can go on land, on water, they can even fly. They can evade nearly any predator easily if they know they are there. If there is no food, they can easily fly elsewhere. Life for a duck is easy. Although, Mama couldn't fly away for now except at the risk of leaving her ducklings unprotected.
But there are predators everywhere, waiting, just waiting for them to meander.
Another eagle was circling in the sky. Mama guided them by the river's edge, near the reeds.
But the third duckling wandered. No, it didn't exactly wander ... it was slowly heading straight out into the middle of the water. "Quack!!" commanded Mama. The third paid no heed, and kept paddling further out. "Quack Quack Quack!!!"
Sure enough, here comes the eagle. The third duckling ducked beneath the water half a second before the eagle arrived, but the eagle's sharp talons dipped deep down in the water at the bottom of its hundred-mile-per-hour swoop. The eagle rose from the splash, but wasn't behaving quite right. It flapped, but aimlessly, and fell like a thrown rag doll back in the river a hundred feet away. It kept flapping, heavily, splashing the water. There was a stick embedded in it. Its feathers were tinged red.
The third duckling bobbed back to the surface. "Quack!" commanded Mama. The third duckling looked over at Mama, considered, then started paddling over to investigate the eagle.
The second duckling looked back and forth, between Mama, the eagle, and the receding third duckling. "Quack!" commanded Mama. I, the second duckling, looked back and forth again, then started paddling out to follow the third.
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allynabean · 29 days
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Comic adaptation of a scene from Episode 3 of The Adventure Zone: Amnesty!! Re-listened to Amnesty while drawing these pages and I forgot how much I love this campaignnn
Script taken near-directly from the podcast, all credit goes to the McElroys! <3 @mcelroyfamilystaff
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yardsards · 7 months
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small thing i love about taz amnesty: the way so many characters just have random unexplained nicknames. it's just such an authentic part of small town/appalachian culture that makes the world feel more real + serves as a reminder that like yeah the guys making this are FROM here, they genuinely know what it's like
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