polina-me
everybody is gay
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Тот, кто скинет мне фото на обои, того поцелую! (ʃƪ˘ﻬ˘)
... Или напишу фанфик по их желанию.
Whoever sends me a photo for the wallpaper, I'll kiss him! (ʃƪ˘ﻬ˘ )
.. Or I'll write fanfiction according to their wishes.
I fucking love it.
An AU where Donald meets Daisy in their 20s and he falls in love with her and invite her to hand out and parties and meet the mcduck family but after a while when he finally declares his love for her she's like "oh sorry i have a girlfriend" and then Goldie shows up and Scrooge faints
Donald: Okay, time to work.
Next, Donald flirts with Pete all day. She pushes him against the wall, pulls him by his collar or tie, whispers all sorts of things in his ear (cute, vulgar, and both) and top him.
Donald: Okay, it's enough for today.
Pete, lying somewhere nearby with a completely red face, tattered clothes and fur, covered with kisses of purple lipstick: It was even better than fucking heaven.
I'm so normal about them, trust me.
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Donald's Quacky Duck! Duck! Duck City! coasters from Tokyo Disneyland
In the Duck City
Scrooge: Whose idea was this?!
Daisy: In our defense, it should be a birthday present.
Scrooge: It's a terrible present, I have to tell you! It's like you don't know Donald! He's going to mess up and behave worse than Gladstone!
Gladstone: Hey!
Huey: If we hurry up and find Unca Donald, we can control his level of arrogance! *gets a graffiti of arrogance where the levels are divided into the arrogance of Gladstone, Scrooge, Louie, etc.*
Gladstone: Why am I at the highest level?!
Della: Shut up, Gladdy! Donald!! We coming!
After a while...
Dewey: I'm tired...
Louie: And I'm richer.
Somewhere in the distance, Mickey screamed.
Della: What the-?!
When they ran to Mickey, he was lying on a bench while Minnie and Goofy waved their fans at him.
Della: Again. What the-
Daisy: *silently points to a small castle-like house*
Inside.
Donald in a sailor princess dress: Pete, stop it~
Pete in a pirate costume: Why? These roses will match your dress very well.~
Della: Ew! Kids, close your eyes!
Scrooge: *fainted*
Tai Lung/Shen: I'M GOING TO LOVE YOU!!
Shen/Tai Lung: NO, I DON'T DESERVE IT!!
*Aggressive-cute hugs and kisses*
As far as I remember, he was the only Beagle who got a gift from Santa, so he's probably hiding Roxanne because he knows all his brothers and mom will try to make her a criminal.
Although, perhaps he received this gift by mistake, so that he could give it to Roxanne later.
My head canon is Roxanne’s dad is an ex Beagle Boy.
Idk if this is a unique theory…
But like… image the story. Giving up a life of crime and separating himself from his family for the sake of his daughter. Did they disown him or is he hiding from them? Do they know he has a daughter at all?
It would explain why he’s so protective of Roxanne..
Scrooge, when he realized that Donald was such a whore because of him: Bless me baggies...
Весна... А знаете, что это значит? Правильно. Линька.
Линька у Шеня:
Он каждое утро и вечер прихорашивает самого себя, вычёсывает клювом и расчёстками. На это уходят примерно два часа, так как он очень нежен и аккуратен с самим собой, стараясь, чтобы осталось минимум старых перьев.
К счастью, хвосты павлинов выпадают в конце лета, но он всё равно очень осторожен, когда дело доходит до нижней части тела.
Линька у Тай Лунга:
"Вообще похуй."
Ему всё равно на количество шерсти, которое падает с него, он просто подметёт грязный пол.
Практически не вычёсывается, только когда погода и настроение хорошие. Но из-за Шеня начал делать это чаще (один раз в неделю).
Специально ведёт себя как упрямый ребёнок, чтобы Шень сам его причесал и прихорошил
“why do you ship them? I thought the ship wasn’t canon?” bro we’re talking about fictional characters, who don’t actually exist in real life, from a media that focuses solely on fictional events that are not real either. so what if these two made-up characters didn’t kiss in their source material? they have lots of nasty gay sex on archive of our own and thousands of novel length slow burn enemies to lovers fics written about them. the fanon content at this point far exceeds the whole canonical franchise. the problem isn’t “it’s not canon” the problem is that you don’t allow yourself to let go of canon and enjoy the wonder of fan contents that are just as good / valid
Чтож... Это довольно странно.
Хотя это день с самого начала был странным.
Сначала, ночью, ему не снились кошмары! Не про ту ужасную ночь с геноцидом, не про прошлое с его родителями, не про те дни в бегах.. Это был... Обычный, даже приятный сон. Но самое главное, он выспался.
Потом, на работе ему приходили мастера Яростной Пятёрки.. Типа... Серьёзно? Разве у них нет своего собственного лекаря?
Ну, в любом случае, всё равно всё прошло хорошо.. Странно-приятно-хорошо.
И теперь, он здесь, с голым верхом, пока его муж уткнулся в его грудь..
— Тай Лунг? — на выдохе спросил Шень, пытаясь преодолеть своё смущение в голосе.
— Мммррр? — раздалось приглушённое мурлыканье Тай Лунга, не предпринимая никаких попыток оторвать своё лицо от пернатой груди Сан Ю.
Шень тихо усмехнулся, чувствуя как любовь греет его сердце. Но любовь любовью, белому павлину всё равно неловко.
— Моя любовь, убери своё лицо с моей груди, пожалуйста. — он положил свои крылья на плечи барса, слегка надавив. — Мне неловко..
В ответ раздалось тихое ворчание.
— Неееееет... — Тай Лунг обнял своими лапами за талию своего мужа, прижимая ближе к себе. — Ты слишком мягкий, чтобы отпустить...
Ох лорды... Почему его так сложно переубедить?..
По своей сути, нет ничего плохого в этом.. положении... Просто... Разве не должно быть наоборт?..
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Какой милипиздричий oneshot получился..
Ну, не особо расстроенна (я же не гитара), я всё равно хотела потестировать клавиратуру для планшета.
Мне зашло.
The Lesbians✨
I like so much this screenshot of Donald and Daisy as mermaids 😭😭 !!!
I want you to be okay.
For @diogxnxs
It always hurt.
My heart is racing.
My head hurts.
What's going on?
It's too loud.
I don't want to be here. I don't like being here.
Don't like. Don't like. Don't like. Don't like. Don't...
— Shhh.. — Jose purred softly, gently hugging Donald, while the duck clung to him as if he were the only salvation.. — Vai ficar tudo bem, meu amor. Estou aqui, estou por perto... — soft words of comfort came from the beak of the green parrot, hoping that the former sailor would hear them.
It always hurt. It always hurt to see Donal like... this.
Perhaps this is due to the fact that Jose's heart itself is soft, like buttercream, but at... such moments... it seemed that Donald's fear was so strong that it hurt him.
It was such a dumb, such a crazy idea... Of course, they are three Caballeros, birds of one feather, best friends and musicians! They hadn't seen each other for so long and missed each other so much!
Panchito and Jose just add emotion to their long-awaited meeting! Well... They really did it. Just not the way it needed to be..
...
...
...
Donald was sincerely waiting for this moment...
he received a letter about the arrival of his partners and was on guard all day to seize the moment and not be taken by surprise.
Of course, it was unpleasant to be constantly stressed.. No, it wasn't stress. It was that playful feeling of excitement, a pleasant anticipation of danger and adventure!
So it was from that very moment of meeting..
In one moment, it just got too loud, there were too many sounds!
It's too much... Too much... Too much...
...
...
...
— Meu amor, meu amor, oh, meu amor... — Jose hummed softly, stroking Donald's trembling back. — I'm so sorry, meu amor... — He leaned closer to the duck and began to place gentle kisses on its snow-white feathers, this time in order to calm down, not to tease. — Espero que nos perdoe quando acordar... Oh, meu amor, a luz em minha vida, meu tesouro das profundezas do oceano...
Jose continued his caresses, resembling a cat. But not the proud and lazy cat that the street has taught life to. This is a homeless, pathetic and worthless cat who does his best to cuddle, purr and meow, in an attempt full of hope to get attention and forgiveness..
As he continued his gentle displays of affection, he failed to notice how Donald slowly regained consciousness.
Donald was slowly coming back to reality. He blinked diligently as his now clear mind tried to remember what had happened.
— Jose?... — he asked in a hoarse voice when he realized what and who was doing to his skin.
The parrot stopped and quickly raised his eyes to the duck.
— Donal... — he whispered softly, then suddenly rushed forward, hugging Donald. — Oh, Donal! I'm so glad you're okay!
The former sailor grunted in surprise when his boyfriend, unexpectedly for him, squeezed him tightly in a vice. His body gradually relaxed as the parrot's warmth warmed him, and wrapped his arms around him in response.
— How did I get into the bedroom? — he pulled back slightly, looking around his room, his hands still on Jose.
— Panchito brought you here..
Donald frowned slightly at his boyfriend's strange tone. When he turned his head back to him, Jose attacked him again, bursting into tears and covering the duck's face and neck with kisses.
— Oh, Donal! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!! — he desperately begged for forgiveness between kisses. — Oh, meu pobre amante! Eu e o Chito somos tão culpados na sua frente! Perdoe-nos, oh, nossa alegria, nossa musa!
Donald did not immediately respond to Jose's plaintive pleas, as his mind had not fully recovered.
He let out a sigh that looked a little like a giggle, hugged the parrot back and, seizing the moment, kissed him on the lips.
— Jose.. — He gently but firmly attracted his boyfriend's attention, looking into his tear-stained eyes. — I'm okay now.
The parrot shuddered slightly as the duck's beak gently placed a kiss on his forehead.
— Meu amor, no more jokes or surprises with loud noises. I promise, no, I swear! — He snuggled up to Donald again, shaking his beak against his neck. — Juro por cada parte do meu corpo e alma! Juro pela minha família!
Donald half sighed and half giggled again, leaning back against the pillows.
— I'd like to hear it from Panchito.
Jose stopped his caresses and raised himself slightly on his hands, smiling awkwardly.
— Bem... You'll have to wait, Donal.. — The parrot's smile became even more awkward and he looked away when Donald raised one eyebrow. — Seu tio... He was too pissed off..
— Okay, I get it. — Don cut Se off, immediately understanding what he meant. — Does he even have insurance?
— Not in America. — Joe chuckled softly as he lay down next to his boyfriend.
Finally, the silence in the room became not tense and frightening, but peaceful and relaxing, while the two birds hugged each other.
And somewhere around this time, a Mexican rooster is running around the city from an mad old duck.
You literally killed me, you know...
Tbf, we all know the fate of Quackmore. He was beheaded by Peg Leg Pete.
He's WHAT?!
Tbf, we all know the fate of Quackmore. He was beheaded by Peg Leg Pete.
"I have depression." - character who has been through extensive therapy.
"I feel dead inside all the time and nothing helps!" - character who does like, regular introspective thinking and is aware of the concept of mental health.
"Leave me the fuck alone I'll be fine once I get over my stupid shit." - repressed character.
"It's fine I'm just having an Empty Time. What? Yeah, empty times, you know, when everything is like bzzzzzz in your brain and you don't shower for two weeks. Why, what do you call it?" - ooooughhh now we're talkin
Как это было:
Как это стало:
Teen Huey in metal clothes: But grunca Scrooge!
Scrooge: I said no! And you too!
Emo teen Louie: What?!
Della: Oh, come on, Uncle Scrooge. Let the boys and girls wear whatever they want! Remember me as a child, who always ran away so as not to wear skirts or dresses!!
Scrooge, crossing his arms over his chest: Hmm! This is different! All these feminine things are really uncomfortable.
Della: Well... What about Donald's grunge?
Scrooge: Donald... Exactly! Donald! What do you think about it?
Donald: *flashbacks of his past, when he wore skirts and dresses in secret from his family, hiding behind a fake female identity*
Donald: *flashbacks about all the adventures he had, all the dancing and singing, how happy he was when he had the chance to be someone no one expects anything from.*
Donald, suppressing a stingy tear: Let them be who they want to be.
Della, noticing absolutely nothing: See?
Scrooge, who didn't notice either: Bah! Okay!
Tai Lung: *Bursts into the Jade Palace*
Tai Lung: PO!!
Po: Uh... bro, I'm kind of teaching my students right now. How about you wait a bit?
Tai Lung, after regaining his breath: SHEN AND I ACCIDENTALLY MADE A BABY!!
Literally everyone: A WHAT?!
*Somewhere in the background Shifu loses consciousness*
In the house of Tai Lung and Shen
Po: So.. Where a baby?
Tai Lung: *leads to the common room where Shen is sitting in the nest*
Shen: *Before anyone could ask, a griffin silently got up and crawled out from under him, but the peacock was a snow leopard, not a lion eagle*
Baby Griffin: Pio!
Po, trying to suppress the shock: Okay, well...
Shifu: *loses consciousness again and is carried away*
Tai Lung: A few weeks ago, we found an egg and thought it was abandoned, so we decided to take it to ourselves. And today it cracked and hatched... This.
Baby Griffin: Pio!
Po: He's... Um... He has your eyes..? Both of you...
Baby Griffin: Pio!
Tai Lung: My love, why are you sitting on our baby?
Shen: I don't know! As soon as I saw it, it seemed like a really good idea!
Mr. Ping: All parent birds sit on their children to keep them warm and protected. I used to do that when Po was just a kid.
Tigress: I'm more interested in answering another question: how?
Tai Lung: I don't know! I told you, we just found the egg that came out of this baby thing!
Po: Maybe it's a gift from the universe?!
Shen: Or punishment...
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Да.
(♥ω♥*)
Not bad, Peacock
I don't know how the nerve attack works, or if u can like...turn it down a notch if u want, but this was a good prompt my friend @artsarasp gave me the other day
SUPERHEROS TEAM
Okay, we’ve got the Duck Boys and Team Magic
Now we just need…
Fanfic for my birthday!
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Pete liked to look at Donald.
He remembered it from his childhood.
He liked watching the yellow duckling enthusiastically quacking something, showing how to assemble various incomprehensible shit from cubes or some kind of figures.
He liked watching the duckling in the sailor suit smile cheerfully while they both played with the boats.
He liked watching a teenage grunge duck practice guitar, and when nothing worked out, he threw it aside, taking out his notebook to write or draw something.
He liked watching his comrade and the soldier smile brightly, tenderly quacking such kind words that saved him in any terrible situation... Even when the cat lost his leg..
And, in secret... Pete liked listening to Donald.
Listen to his voice, hear his words.. It wasn't just pleasant. It was fucking amazing.
Pete liked to look at Donald. And he likes to look at Donald.
— Pete? — Just like now. — How do I look?
Pete broke away from his thoughts, stopped staring at one point, and looked at Donald.
Donald was standing in front of the mirror, getting into some poses, examining his naked reflection, and trying to figure out if this bra was suitable for him.
A pale orange bra with white stripes and a bow between her breasts was sitting, Pete was ready to give his other leg, it was just fucking perfect on Donald. Especially the way the lace clung to the duck's feathers in the light of that damn old apartment (which they rent as a headquarters to receive orders for espionage missions without the risk of someone else reading them).
— Well? Why are you silent? — Donald wanted to turn to Pete, but he was stopped by two big hands on his shoulders. And the answer to the question was a kiss on his neck.
— You're fucking gorgeous. — Pete whispered into the duck's feathers, licking the spot where he had previously left his kiss.
Pete likes, loves, adores looking at Donald. Listen and hear. Feel him.
He doesn't know if he ever loved him before or when it started.
He knew he loved Peg, but they got divorced. He knew that he loved Trudy, but they broke up.
But does Pete love Donald right now? Yes. More life.
But will this love last until the grave? Or will they break up again sometime and remain friends-enemies, as they were before?
Pete doesn't know and doesn't care.
Right now, the most important thing is that they sleep together, hugging each other. And knowing full well that tomorrow there will definitely be a new adventure, a new danger, and they will definitely be together.
Фанфик в честь моего дня рождения
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— Моя любовь...
— Тихо.
День. Голубое чистое небо с редкими облаками, тёплая погода и запах воды.. Всё это указывает только на одном: весна пришла и она в полном разгаре.
Ну, разве этот прекрасный день, не сам знак Вселенной, что пора сделать выходной, не так ли?
— Но Шень... — однако, жалобно мяукающий Тай Лунг не особо согласен.
— Тай Лунг.. — но его усталый и раздражённый муж наоборот, поддерживает эту мысль. — У нас не было выходного с того момента, как мы вернулись. Возвращение к жизни, борьба с Перевёртышем*, расследование про моё тело, битва с моим двойником, жизнь с пандой и остальной шайкой.. И после всего этого мы сразу же открыли нашу аптеку и уже долгое время не сделали себе даже дня выходного.
Тай Лунг нахмурился, пока Шень описывал весь их путь. Было сложно... Не согласиться с этим..
Поэтому, снежный барс сделал глубокий вдох всей грудной клеткой, который приподнял лежащего на нём белого павлина и опустил обратно при выдохе.
— Ладно.. — он проворчал, закатив глаза.
Шень довольно улыбнулся, но тут на губах Тай Лунга появилась довольная и слегка наглая улыбка.
— Но.~ — мурчание вибрацией прошлось по двум телам, пока большая лапа медленно поднялась с пернатой спины и легла под подбородок белоснежной птицы, нежно и аккуратно сжав тёмно-серый клюв. — Никакой лаборатории. Мы же оба отдыхаем, не так ли?~
Клюв Шеня слегка приоткрылся от слов его мужа. Он нахмурился и начал щёлкать и пытаться что-то возразить, но твёрдый взгляд и самодовольная улыбка снежного барса, которая показывала, что Тай Лунг знает, что он прав, дали понять, что дальнейшие попытки что-то возразить будут лишь отговорками и оправданиями, которые будут противоречить самим словам белого павлина.
— Так.. — со сокрушённым вздохом согласился он, растаяв на груди своего мужа, надув щёчки от возмущения.
Тай Лунг усмехнулся и слегка поёрзал, чтобы устроиться поудобнее в гнезде, снова глубоко вздохнул, положил свою лапу на спину Шеня, пока сам белый павлин обхватил своими крыльями плечи снежного барса. И когда они оба вздохнули в унисон, они закрыли глаза, наслаждаясь тихим мгновением.
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.
.
— Хей, братишки! — неожиданно по всему дому раздался громкий и радостный голос.
Через несколько минут, в комнату заглянулф владелец этого голоса: Мастер Дракона По.
— Привет! — он счастливо улыбался во все свои зубы, но его выражение быстро сменилось озадаченностью, когда он заметил, как Тай Лунг и Шень лежат в обнимку в гнезде, закрыв глаза. — Эээмм... Что вы делаете?
— Отдыхаем в наш выходной. — не открывая глаз и не меняя позы ответил белый павлин, удивительным образом, не кидая колкостей и резких замечаний в сторону панды.
— Оу? Оу. Оооуу... — до По постепенно дошло и он кивнул. — Понятно, хорошо! — он закрыл рот лапой и неловко улыбнулся, перейдя на шёпот. — Прости! Я понял вас.
По аккуратно, на цыпочках, прошёлся по комнате, накрыв тонким одеялом женатиков и открыл окно, впуская в комнату мягкий и тёплый солнечный свет.
— Спасибо, По. — в один голос проговорили мужья, пока в это время панда также тихо и аккуратно подбегал к двери.
— Нет проблем! — он слегка прикрикнул шёпотом — Отдыхайте, ребята! Увидимся! — затем с тихим щелчком закрыл дверь.
Ну, теперь не только мгновение, но и весь оставшийся день был тихим, позволяя Шеню и Тай Лунгу наслаждаться друг другом.
Scrooge, emotionally in the bottom of the well after Della's disappearance: I lost the girl who was like a daughter to me, and the one I once considered like a son will never forgive me for that.
Elvira, the woman who buried her husband, all her children and their respective partners: First time?
"I find your motivation slightly amusing"
Carrying the princess to the throne