#megavolt x liquidator x bushroot

[simpin-on-noodles]

Art dump time! 🫵

[leaf-eatsgender]

Have some lovely cowboy Au steelbeak x fethry

and here is some additional info

Steelbeak works as a fowl agent and has been sent to keep a close eye on mcDuck‘s nephew who is just moved into Canard but soon enough he starts finding fethry very charming and shenanigans in Sue i’m gonna end it here because it’s already long enough, but I hope y’all enjoy! :D

[hunterwritesstuff]

Hi hi! Can I request yandere fearsome 4 from darkwing duck with a s/o who has Rapunzel like hair?

It's very long and can heal people and they can use it as a swing! But as soon as it's cut or damaged it turns brown and loses its magic!

Could this be romantic and be in headcanon form?

Thanks in advance!!

❤ anon

OOOH This is a good one! Of course I can!

Color Bushroot intrigued!

How does your hair work like that? Why does it work like that?

I have a headcanon that his hair works similarly, so when he finds out it's just like ":O Oh shitake mushrooms they like me fr!!"

He refuses to let anyone else touch your hair and asks for help with healing at the slightest injury.

Overall, he's the tamest of the yanderes, and it's all downhill from here.

Megavolt is immediately interested. How does it work?

He's obsessed with figuring out how it works.

He tries snipping some off while you're sleeping and freaks out when your hair turns brown.

He quickly scampers out before you can wake up and see him.

He's in love with your hair and loves thinking of how it works.

He's slightly worse than Bushy.

Quackerjack is OBSESSED.

He'll beg you to let him style your hair.

Like, straight up BEGGING you to let him style your hair.

He loves playing with it, if you offer, he WILL love to swing on it.

He's one of the more obsessive of the four,

He'll keep tabs on EVERYTHING YOU DO.

He's never letting you go.

He's gotten attached, so you're his now! :)

That's how this game works!

You played with his heart, and he played for keeps!

He's not the worst though!

Liquidator is a more complacent yandere, not really acting out on his urges much.

He loves your hair and makes sure you take pristine care of your hair due to how wonderful it is!

He, like Quackerjack, will be stoked if you ask him to style your hair.

If you sing, he's not far behind!

Overall, he's pretty tame and loving towards you!

Hope you enjoy! <3

[the-terror-that-flaps]

The Fearsome Five

[darkwingsnark]

Fave ducktales ship?

I don't know if you're counting Disney Ducks stuff in general into this because of the Ducktales Reboot, but I'll answer in that sense just to have more to talk about.

For the Darkwing section of fandom my faves are:

Megavolt x Quackerjack-- how my wife and I fell in love, actually. Through the Darkwing fandom and flirting with each as the characters. Fun times. The fact the show and the pitch bible talks about how important they are to each other is a bonus.

Bushroot x Liquidator

Morgana x Darkwing x Launchpad

Tuskerninni x Camille Chameleon -- ship my wife and I made up based on RPing days. Ended up working really well, so I have a soft spot for it.

Ducktales '87 ships:

Fenton Crackshell x Scrooge McDuck-- I have a whole series on why I think they work, especially as an avenue for comedy. Just... a duck who loves money having a relationship with his accountant/bank security guard.

Magica De Spell x Scrooge McDuck

Gizmoduck x Darkwing Duck

Launchpad x Feathers Galore-- I don't care she only showed up in one episode, I absolutely love her.

Ducktales 2017:

Scrooge McDuck x Duckworth

Gyro Gearloose x Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera

Jim Starling x Lanuchpad McQuack

And finally general Disney Ducks stuff:

Donald Duck x Daisy Duck

Donald x Goofy

Gladstone Gander x Magica De Spell

José Carioca x Panchito Pistoles

John D Rockerduck x Flintheart Glomgold

Donald Duck x Daffy Duck -- specifically for 'Who Framed Roger Rabbit' universe shenanigans where they're both actors.

It should be noted that these are just my favorites, but I am a multishipper by trade and am here for fun stories and combinations. So I read lots and enjoy many different ships-- stuff that I think has story potential, such as 'Morgana x Bushroot'.

[archester-creations]

Megaliquiroot 'cause sometimes it's fun to just cater to me

[thegoldensungoddess]

Reupload as pictures

yea idk why I thought of this au maybe just an excuse for shipping art for my oc and bushroot

also yes I did make up a last name for bushroot I just choose the thing that sounded the best

[bendigo-shemndigo]

I tried a comic cover!!!!!

I'm like.... actually proud how this came out??? I mean I tried to keep to the basic styles and to keep it look like it is real but also keep my own type of style to it? At least I'm using the design part of my degree to use hahahaha!!

[local-meme-lord]

The fearsome gays

[simpin-on-noodles]

Some DT17 stuff + a doodle I did a few days ago👀

[leaf-eatsgender]

⭐️🐜Meet cute🐜⭐️

Did I redesign Lilliput Gooney just for my Himbo of an OC?

of course I did every Himbo must have a short boyfriend I don’t make the rules

[sputtersparky-tm]

Here’s the fanfic I wrote yesterday...

  Sorry it took me a bit to post this, my girlfriend came over and then we got distracted with videogames... and... then I ran out of energy to edit this puppy...

So without further ado, a late Valentine’s gift to all you lovely people who follow me out there...

A Blooming Romance [A Liquidator x Bushroot Fanfiction]

(Transferred from my Wattpad Drafts)

 The rain trickled over the glass making up the greenhouse. Spike laid dormant by his owner and best friend he so loyally stayed by through thick and thin. Sighing as he lifted a leaf of his rose bush, Bushroot sat limply over the delicate plant. Spike tilted his head, approaching Bushroot as he sulked over the rosy reds growing so beautifully.

  Nudging his arm, Spike wriggled himself into Bushroot's space. With a lick over his cheek, Bushroot's sullen look of shame evaporated into a soft smile. "Oh Spike, at least I have you through it all."

  Spike nodded as he knocked Bushroot onto his back with a pounce. "AH!" He yelped being flung backwards. Succumbing to his friend's demands, he lifted his leafy hands to pet Spike's head.

  "Feeling lonely? Only have your pet as a companion in life? Wanna have some wet, wild fun with your watery wonder of a partner in crime?" The gurgled voice of the well known water dog startled Bushroot from his moment with Spike.

  Leaning his head back to look where the voice came from. "Oh! It's you! W-W-What are you doing here? Is Negaduck doing a heist today?" Bushroot became excited at the hope of being distracted from the dreary day.

  "As vile and hateful as he is, I'm sorry to say I haven't heard anything from Negaduck all day. It seems this Valentine's Day shall go without the evil escapades of the five of us." Liquidator shook his head and pretended to brush dirt off his arm. As he approached his leafy green friend, Bushroot had gotten onto his feet.

  "Darn it... Well then that brings me back to my original question!" Bushroot furrowed his brows.

  "Hm, well my company's Valentine's special sales are skyrocketing, and I figured I would have something to do today, but it seems all I have is just my money and my shallow company to keep me company." Liquidator started off bragging. His expression saddened a little as he saw Bushroot's bemusement. "And, it seems sometimes even a million dollar company isn't enough to satisfy the humble heart of this hound dog." He splashed his hands to his chest as he gestured.

  Bushroot scoffed. "Oh, so I suppose you want my help kidnapping some sad sap so you can have a little fun today?" He knew it was close to improbable that he would really have any fun of his own today.

  "Hey now! I may be clever and villainous but that doesn't mean I don't believe in consent! After all, I am very prideful of my position on the top of the Capitalist lifestyle. And what more is Capitalism than even the poorest of the poor being able to choose as little as what water they drink?" Liquidator defended himself.

  "T-That's n-not exactly corre-"

  "SO! What do you say, my dear partner in crime? Would you like to join me for a night on the town? The evening may be young but there's nothing wrong with starting our romantic outing early!"

  "Are you asking me out on a date with you?" Bushroot seemed appalled at first, he'd never been asked out by a man before, well there was that one time in college, but he already had his eyes set on a lovely young lady from the technologies field.

  "I think you owe me your answer first before I give you mine." Liquidator smirked deviously.

  "Uhhh..." Bushroot felt his heart skip a beat, his cheeks growing as red as the roses beside him. He hadn't thought in all his time of working alongside Liquidator that he'd ever be interested like this. At one point, he'd thought that there would maybe be something between them, after all they went so well together, it was almost fate that they'd both been mutated into their current forms! But Liquidator came off as such a square of a man, nothing more than the stereotypical heterosexual businessman who may even go so far to take bribes from all the worst people, worse than even the dreadful Dr. Slug!

  "Well?" Liquidator pulled Bushroot from his flustered silence.

  "S-Sure!" He blurted out, shaking from his nerves at the idea of being asked out by someone so confident. He immediately felt himself going down the slippery slope of his usual routine when it came to new people being in his life. He shook off the toxic temptations of growing dependent upon his date for the night. He didn't want to come off too strong. Taking a deep breath, he looked up to Liquidator.

  "So it's a date then! Shall we be on our way?" So smoothly as he normally did, he locked arms with his Bushy compatriot.

  "Oh, y-yes! Spike, please watch the house while we're out?"

  With a nod of confirmation, the two mutants were out in the rainy world.

_

  Darkwing Duck had gotten a call to a local restaurant about two very uniquely unmistakable villains hijacking a normal Valentine's Day dinner service.

  Having done his normal entrance, he now held his iconic gas gun pointed at Bushroot and Liquidator, who previously sat peacefully at a table. "Stay seated and surrender, or suck gas you sultry sickos!"

  "Oh, can't we just have one nice dinner without you bugging in? You're no better than a parasitic case of morning glories!" Bushroot rolled his eyes and slammed his hand to the table below him.

  "Lonely? Bitter? Why don't you mind your own business or face the wrath of the Liquidator!" The Liquidator announced as he began winding up to attack the cape-cladded duck.

  "Say, since we haven't ordered dinner yet, why don't we just make our own? Pan-Seared Duck, anybody?" Bushroot lifted the candle alongside the wooden roses that had been decoration at their table.

  "Wouldn't that hurt the roses though, Bushy?" Liquidator paused in concern.

  "No worries, these are nothing more than flammable fakes! Created from the mulched remains of long lost brethren. If anything, this is actually pretty poetic!" Bushroot explained as he set the bushel of roses alight.

  "Amazing." Liquidator said softly under his breath as he watched his date's face glowing from the flames.

  "Hey! You love sick losers, either surrender or risk being humiliated by the stunning strength of Darkwing Du-UCK!" Darkwing dropped to the floor, dodging the burning bouquet that had been chucked at his face.

  By this time, it was only the three of them in the restaurant, 1 v 2, Darkwing Duck was surely overpowered. He yelped as he was chased all around the restaurant, now struggling to get control of the situation. Just as he was about to get ahead of the game with a fire extinguisher and a sponge from the kitchen, all power went out inside of the building, leaving them in the darkness.

  Bushroot struggled to find his nearly crystal clear date, but his bewilderment didn't last long as he felt a cooling grasp wrap around his waste as he was carried out of the building, leaving the real loser behind.

  Stopping on top of an abandoned tower's rooftop, Liquidator put Bushroot down.

  They stared silently at the city-scape below for a moment before Bushroot broke the silence.

  "That was the most fun I've had while on a dinner date EVER!" He chuckled as he looked at his date.

  "Anytime you want a good time, all you have to do is call!" Liquidator smiled at Bushroot as he imitated holding a phone to his ear.

  "W-Why do you suppose the power went out back there?" Bushroot glanced over the blackened city scape. "It seems we weren't the only ones who dealt with a blackout..."

  "Hm, seems you're right, I wonder if Megavolt is going to town with one of his devices..."

  "Gross." Bushroot shook his head in disgust.

  "Says the one who went on a date with a man made of water." Liquidator nudged Bushroot lightly.

  "Hey! T-That's different, my date is actually a living being! Way better than any c-cold-hearted robotic piece of machinery that that cooky rat fawns over...!" Bushroot paused for a moment as he thought to himself.

  "Uh-huh." Liquidator began humming in disbelieving agreeance as Bushroot went on.

  "He's super handsome, for one thing, really suave and intelligent, he also has a great personality, he knows when it's time to get serious and when it's time to have fun. He's also very slick and clever..." Bushroot's words faded as he looked to his date who nodded with a cocky smirk gliding over his muzzle. "What?" He asked nervously fidgeting with his hands.

  "Bushroot, I know how you can be with people, you're very clingy and you often care too much." Liquidator started.

  Bushroot slumped and began to feel his heart race as he felt his nerves go up. Had he come on too strong? His mind began to race with all the anxious thoughts that had not plagued him since his fling with Posey.

  "So I want you to know something. Don't worry about being overly clingy, because regardless, I'm committed to you just like I am to my business. I may seem cold and uncaring at times but just know that no matter what, you're the only one I want. I mean, I don't exactly believe in fate but think about it, we're perfect for each other. You're a plant, I'm living water, it's almost too much to accept us as simply a coincidence!" Liquidator went on.

  Bushroot's heart was toyed with as one minute it was racing from him being nervous to him being romantically enthused. Liquidator stopped himself, turning to Bushroot he reached out his paw and to hold Bushroot's leafy green hand.

  "All this to say, I know it's too soon to say it but-"

  "I love you." Bushroot cut him off.

  "Hey! I was gonna say that!" Liquidator snapped back playfully.

  "T-Too bad! I-I-I said it first!" Bushroot smiled meekly, hoping to not mess anything up.

  "Hm, seems I'll have to take another first in retaliation, huh?" Liquidator cocked an eyebrow at Bushroot as he thought to himself.

  "O-Oh? And what first would that be?" Bushroot's demeanor changed to being more submissive as he prepared for the worst.

  "Oh nothing, but after all that action, wouldn't you like to lie down and rest?" Liquidator suggested.

  "O-On this floor!? Oh I-"

  "Bushroot, you sleep on literal dirt, I don't think this is very different, but here..." The Liquidator then shot up and power-blasted a clearing on the dirty roof just to appease his date.

  "Whoa... I-I-I guess a little rest wouldn't hurt... besides, knowing that egomaniac, Darkwing is probably out looking for us..." Bushroot slowly lowered himself on the clean patch. "I guess you could say in this case it's best to lay low for a while, huh?" Laughing nervously, he watched as the Liquidator shook his head at his pun.

  Laying next to Bushroot, the Liquidator took his date's hand. "May I have you answer a survey for me?" He asked, gazing over the stars above.

  "S-Sure! It won't hurt!" Bushroot smiled carelessly.

  "On a scale from 1 to 10, how would you rate this date?" He began.

  "Definitely a 10!" Bushroot nodded.

  "How would you rate your man of the night?" Liquidator went on.

  "Mmmm, that's a tricky one..." The Liquidator looked intrigued as Bushroot hummed in thought. "I'd say your rating scale hardly cuts it for my answer, but I suppose I'll settle on a mere 10!"

  The Liquidator smirked, if he was able to, he'd be blushing. "Oh, why thank you..." He responded, holding back a flattered chuckle. Clearing his throat he went on. "How- I mean-" He quickly pulled himself back together. "Would you go on another date with me?"

  "Oh, that's easy! Of course I would!" Bushroot beams.

  "Excellent, any final comments or questions before I conclude this survey?" Liquidator grinned.

  "Hmmm, well, next time we should totally show Darkwing what for! And also..." Bushroot looked away from the night sky above, clearer than it normally was without the light pollution. "Thank you."

  "What for?" Liquidator asked curiously.

  "Taking a chance on an old plant duck like myself... most wouldn't care to."

  "It was only a matter of time before I got the courage to ask you out." The water dog shrugged nonchalantly.

  Bushroot scoffed. "You? Needing courage?"

  As if on cue, Liquidator chimed. "It's more likely than you think!"

  "I don't believe it!" Bushroot rolled his eyes.

  "Better believe it!" The Liquidator rolled over and hovered his face over Bushroot's. Leaning in closer, the Liquidator stopped as his muzzle was about to meet Bushroot's bill. "Or should I get a scientist to back up my claims?" He said in a low voice.

  Bushroot's face went red as he became flustered. "I-I-I-I-I uh, um, well..." He sputtered, stuttered, and stammered until his bill was closed by a kiss. Bushroot's eyes widened in shock, before he relaxed and enjoyed the moment.

  Moving away from Bushroot's mouth, the Liquidator rolled off of him. "Now we're even."

 Bushroot sat up and stared at Liquidator with a shocked expression, beak agape in a struggle to find the words to say.

  "What do you say we take refuge at my place until the morning comes?" The Liquidator lifted Bushroot up onto his feet.

  "Oh! u-uh sure! Of course! Yeah! Uh, I mean... sure." Bushroot quickly cooled his excitement.

 "No time to waste! The night is still young so we ought to act fast!" Liquidator scooped Bushroot into his arms again and carried him back to his home far above the streets.

  "H-Hey look! The city has power again!" Bushroot pointed out as Liquidator made his way over the rooftops to his company's sky scraper.

  "Oh! It must have been our electrifying kiss that brought the city to life again!" Liquidator said slyly. Bushroot immediately cringed at the awful pun.

  "Don't start with electricity puns! That's Megavolt's thing." Bushroot shook his head.

  "Maybe so, but I do it right!" The Liquidator and Bushroot went back and forth well into the night, staying up far past midnight to just talk and joke and laugh in a new way never before done. A new love washing onto shore with the delicacy of a blooming rose.

[furydraws]

Here, have a collection of my favourite ships.

Three Gay Caballeros (Jośe x Panchito x Donald)

Fenro (Gyro x Fenton)

Drakepad (Launchpad x Drake)

Dellumbra (Penumbra x Della)

Quackervolt (Quackerjack x Megavolt)

Liquiroot (Liquidator x Bushroot)

[strawberrytheduck]

Belle Quacks Chapter 7

Waking up in Camellia’s bed again, Belle stared up at the ceiling again. Yesterday was foggy, all she remembered was Darkwing and his beautiful friend Morgana asking about the day before. Not that she really remembered what was said but she has some details that stayed in her mind such as her friend’s store windows shattered on the ground and the way Darkwing looked at her when she didn’t respond to his question. The bright side was definitely Morgana, maybe because she was nice to her. Then again, so was Launchpad and Camellia but she didn’t feel the same as with Morgana. Maybe because she was intimidating but nice? Yeah, that’s it. She thought so at least. “Hey, Jingles, want any breakfast?” Camellia asked from the doorway of the bedroom, still looking a bit dishevelled. The duck sat up, nodding a little before looking at her phone. No missed calls, a good sign. Just as she was about to put it down, she got a call. “Hello?” She asked, rubbing her eyes. “Hey Belle, it’s Morgana. I want to get to know you better so I thought I’d ask if you want to meet me for lunch?” Morgana was asking to hang out with her? That’s kind of cool! “Yeah! I’m bad with times but when?” She started rocking again. “How about noon thirty? And it’s okay, I get it.” The sorceress replied. They said their goodbyes and hung up. Belle ran into the main room. “Camellia, can you remind me at quarter to eleven to get ready and then noon to leave, Morgana wants to meet me for lunch.” Camellia nodded, handing her a plate. “That gives you about an hour forty five to eat your breakfast. Can do, Sweet.” Belle looked at the bacon and toast on the plate, grabbing a coffee from the fridge. Sitting down, she turned on the TV and switched the channel to some random cartoon. The colours were nice to look at if she zoned out.

Belle ate her breakfast at a decent pace, finishing the plate. After that, she downed her coffee before looking through her stuff that Camellia got for her from her place. ‘A yellow dress would be nice.’ She thought to herself, noticing one that was sunflower themed. Not only that but she has some great sunflower earrings that she could wear with it, green socks and her brown flats. Perfect given the weather outside. She took the outfit she planned and headed to the bathroom for a shower. Camellia shook her head, laughing at her friend’s enthusiasm. She was quite a bit ahead schedule but that just went to show how excited she was. Morgana was a nice woman so Camellia wasn’t too worried until a vine came in through the window. Camellia rushed over once she saw Bushroot. “This is risky you know, Belle’s staying here and she’s going to hang out with Morgana today!” She whispered harshly. “Look, we have to do it tonight! I know, I know but it’s the best night for it! Darkwing will be preoccupied with SHUSH stuff tonight.” He explained, frantic. Camellia stared at the locked bathroom door. “Morgana might be there Bushroot. It’s a difficult thing.” Morgana was a potential obstacle when it came to their plan. “Another role you’ll have to play.” She was beginning to rethink this due to how Belle was in stressful situations but was there a better way? “Fine but you’ve gotta go, okay? Belle will be done soon.” Bushroot nodded, retreating. Belle walked out of the bathroom, still drying her hair. “Cammy? Why are you by the window?” She asked. “You know I like fresh air in the morning. I’m a bit of mess and don’t wanna leave the building.” The fox lied smoothly, looking her friend dead in the eyes. “Did Morgana say where you’re meeting?” Belle looked confused then shook her head. The duck said she’d ask her quickly. Once she left into the bedroom, Camellia muttered prayers to her gods, mostly apologising for the deception she’s putting her friend through. It was, also, to make herself feel better, hoping for good karma to reward her friend even if she has to ensure it.

“She said the cafe you and I usually go to. I should go before I forget.” She looked really happy, bringing a smile to Camellia’s face. “Okay, but stay safe. Can we, maybe, check on your store afterwards?” She asked, knowing her friend would likely agree. “Sure, I wanna take my blueprints there anyway.” The small duck hugged her friend goodbye, taking her purse but forgetting the keys to her store. Camellia looked at the keys, feeling the guilt well up more. Belle was shaking as she walked, deciding to take the long route. She was nervous, after all, who wouldn’t be? Morgana and her only met yesterday and Morgana was pretty, seemed to be of a healthy weight and tall. The opposite of her. Maybe she was a little insecure, or very insecure, but she still felt excited to have a new friend, even if the word ‘friend’ felt off. Once at the cafe, she ordered her usual drink and sat outside so Morgana could see her.