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Then, welcome to my world!
Hey! I've seen your work with Pete a couple of times and I really liked it! (I mean, how can you not love this asshole?)
I wanted to ask you what you think about the DonPete ship? It's just that I've recently become very addicted to it..
Hi! Aaaaa thank you, so glad people enjoy my Pete stuff! ✨
Hmm, I gotta say I dont know much of this ship! I haven't seen any Donald x Pete stuff, so its quite a new concept for me🤔
As a thought the ship sounds intriguing! Id love to hear where this ship comes from, is there any media that sparks it? Or some headcanons for this ship? I could believe they have a funky situationship, they do banter a lot!
In fact, I invented it myself, so there is nothing on this ship except my acc 😅
I have a lot of headcannons about them! For example, that they like to do origami on Sundays and love cooking, but in order not to get fat, they do sports, like jogging in the morning and the usual push-ups and squats in the evenings.
I may have invented this ship from scratch, but there's nothing I can do except just love these two!
Hey! I've seen your work with Pete a couple of times and I really liked it! (I mean, how can you not love this asshole?)
I wanted to ask you what you think about the DonPete ship? It's just that I've recently become very addicted to it..
Hi! Aaaaa thank you, so glad people enjoy my Pete stuff! ✨
Hmm, I gotta say I dont know much of this ship! I haven't seen any Donald x Pete stuff, so its quite a new concept for me🤔
As a thought the ship sounds intriguing! Id love to hear where this ship comes from, is there any media that sparks it? Or some headcanons for this ship? I could believe they have a funky situationship, they do banter a lot!
Pete: :3
Donald: I'm not gonna call you "Good kitty", Pete. You bullied Mickey again!
Pete: :(
Donald: ...
Donald: But your origami is good... Good kitty.
Pete: ^^³
Sweet dream
Characters: Donald Duck, Della Duck, Hortense Duck-McDuck, Quackmore Duck
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— Della! Stop stealing my food! — Donald hissed angrily when his sister took his sandwich and quickly stuffed it into her beak.
— Della, behave yourself. We're on a picnic, not in a pigsty. — Hortense scolded her daughter menacingly, sitting surprisingly elegantly and holding her cup.
Quackmore carefully brought the kettle and poured tea for his wife. He kissed Hortense on the cheek before putting the kettle away, earning a quiet giggle from the red duck.
Donald mimicked his mother's elegant pose, also sipping tea while Della lay on her stomach sipping strawberry juice.
— Tea boy.~ — She teased her brother by straightening a golden curl from her hairstyle.
Donald swung to hit Della, but he was stopped by the stern look of his parents and instead, the sailor took an apple.
— You're 36, Donny. It's time to stop being led by other people's provocations. — Quackmore reproached his son while peeling a tangerine, putting the slices on a plate, and the peel in a bag.
Donald pouted in embarrassment and looked away.
— It's not my fault that everyone loves to piss me off so much! Let them know what will happen if they contact Donald Duck! — at the last words, the sailor proudly puffed out his chest.
Della rolled her eyes in annoyance, but she couldn't say anything because Hortense beat her to it.
— Better tell me, how are things at work? Is Scrooge still hurting you? — The red-haired duck asked worriedly.
Donald waved his hand dismissively and rolled his eyes in response.
— Of course, he is! Our relationship is always like this! — He chuckled and tossed a couple of chocolates into his beak.
Hortense growled angrily and shook her fists in the air.
— Arrgh! Stupid Scrooge!! Tormenting my beloved son!! — She opened a jar of jam that Quackmore couldn't open.
— Why don't you leave Scrooge, duckling? You can move into your houseboat and work for someone else, for example, Rockerdack? — Papa Duck asked affectionately, smearing bread with jam.
Donald chuckled softly and picked up an apple.
— How can I leave, Pa? I'm practically the only one who can handle Uncle Scrooge. — He took a bite of an apple and offered it to Della with a sly smile. — Plus, I love him too much to leave that damn old palooka. — The sailor laughed when he saw his sister make a face and throw an apple at him.
— It's sour, you're a problem on your feet!! — Della screamed in frustration and began to drink her strawberry juice aggressively.
Hortense and Quackmore exchanged glances after hearing Donald's last words.
Hortense was surprised and puzzled by them, and Quackmore just smiled tenderly at his wife, as if saying, "I told you so."
Their picnic continued.
Donald talked enthusiastically about the adventures he got into with his family or on his own. With parental care and love, he boasted of the boys' merits to Della. And playfully shared various embarrassing Scrooge stories with Hortense.
Suddenly a breeze blew and Quackmore gently put his hand on his wife's shoulder, looking sadly into her eyes.
— Oh... Is it time? — Hortense asked, calming down after another laugh.
Quackmore nodded and the red duckling sighed heavily.
Della got up first, brushing off the crumbs.
— Okay, Donny, we have to go. When are you leaving?
Donald sadly watched his family get up and get ready to leave. He didn't know where they were going, but he had a feeling he needed to let them go.
— I'll take a nap first before I leave. — The sailor replied, adjusting his hat so that it covered his eyes and put his hands behind his head, comfortably lying on the plaid.
Hortense giggled, secretly glad that her Donny was still so lazy and went over to him.
— I love you, Donny. Goodbye. — She whispered softly and kissed her son on the cheek.
Quackmore and Della followed her example and also kissed Donald gently on the cheek, saying goodbye to him.
— I love you all too. — The sailor muttered as he slowly drifted off to sleep.
He could hear the footsteps of the three ducks gradually receding until they disappeared completely and the space was finally filled with silence. It was so calm and peaceful that Donald didn't even want it to stop.
However, his pacification was interrupted by a strange sound. An annoying sound.
Donald tried to ignore it, but the sound was getting louder by the second and infuriating the sailor more and more.
— STOP IT ALREADY!! — He finally exploded and angrily looked around to figure out where the sound was coming from.
Donald was slowly enveloped in disappointment when he realized that he was lying in his bed in his room and the annoying sound was the sound of an alarm clock.
The sailor turned off the alarm clock with trembling hands and began trying to put two and two together to understand what had happened.
He was on a picnic with... Mom, Dad and Della...
— Of course, it was a dream... — Donald muttered to himself as he stared at his blanket.
He clutched the cloth with his trembling hands as his tears slowly fell down.
— Of course, it was a dream... — He whispered softly in his trembling voice as his eyes filled with tears more and more.
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I know this isn't the fanfiction I promised and I'm sorry, but for now, here it is.
Community got approved!
I applied for a Donald Duck community a while ago trying to figure out what a community on Tumblr really is and it's just really a cute little forum for people to comment at each other's posts. Hopefully we can interact each other there and talk freely about our love for one particular duck! WAK! - Dio
You know, I haven't read the Dime Infinity comic and I don't know if it came out at all (but I really want to, although it will be difficult for me to read it, since English is not my native language)
But I can't help but think that evil Scrooge will lose, because at one point, the Donalds will just gather and ABSOLUTELY EVERYONE will look at him with puppy eyes and he will just freeze, remember HIS Donald, cry and want everything back
Donald: Na-ah-AH!!
Donald: You will NOT talk like this to my Arakuni child, three nieces who are not my own nieces, but the nieces of my ex-girlfriend, my Spanish boyfriend, my Brazilian boyfriend, my pet bear, my baby goddess, my distant grandfather, the distant grandfather of my Spanish boyfriend and the distant grandfather of my Brazilian boyfriend. Do you understand me?!
Ari, April, May, June, Jose, Panchito, Humphrey, Don Dugo, Pascoal Papagiao and Gallus Maximus: Mhhmmm.
Felldrake: What.
Sheldgoose hugging Leopold: Why can't you love us too?!
Felldrake: What!?
Scrooge blushed a bit and frowned, clearly embarrassed by his overreaction. He nodded and looked towards the path to Dawson. “Ready to leave?” She stared at his profile and tried not to be amazed by the way the sunlight glowed around him every time he stood outside. “...yeah.”
The King of the Klondike in a different light ☀️
Second of three Klondike drawings for @lettheladylead's running in circles, this moment coming from chapter 7 and from Goldie's POV. More lighting fun in the sun because I got hooked on that line! XD (Seriously, I learned a lot with this one, so thank you for the inspiration!)
Tomorrow: more glowy action. That's all I'll say. 😏
King Louie: All right, my loyal subjects-..
Donald: Louie, baby, do you want cupcakes?
Louie: Later, Unca Donald! I have an ominous monologue!
Donald: Okay, I'll make you some hot chocolate for now!
Louie: Thanks, unca Donald!
Louie: Okay, so..
King Louie: My loyal subjects...
King Louie Duck (Ducktales)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DONALD & DELLA DUCKS!!
Pete: Hey, Donald?
Donald: M? Yeah, mein Dieb? Something happened?
Pete: *he puts pancakes on the table with the inscription "Happy Birthday" with maple syrup and Donald's favorite coffee with a pattern on the foam in the form of the inscription "Mi amor"*
Donald: Awww!! You're such a romantic!
Pete: *Blushes and lets Donald kiss him on the cheek*
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Penumbra: Hey, Del?
Della: Yes, love?
Penumbra: *gives a homemade little airplane in the form of a duck made of gold*
Della: *a surprised sigh*
Della: *jumps on Penumbra and kisses her face and neck*
Della: I LOVE YOU, SO MUCH!!
Penumbra: I love you too...
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Love you, my lesbians, gays, bi's, pans, asexuals and others 💕
Tai Lung Po Shen
(@tales-of-tai-shan )
Appreciation post for this lineup of flags that is fuckin rad and now lives rent free in my head
Donald is like: Excuse me waht
Okay, honestly, I'm shocked.
You guys are so cute, I just can't! I will try to write a fanfiction as soon as possible!
I want to write a fanfiction where Donald finally talks to Scrooge, and this stupid miser finally apologizes to him
But I do not know if it is worth it, because I will definitely touch on Donald's love of wearing women's clothes....
What Ever Happened to Donald Duck teaser:
Entire Ducktales Fandom:
Me: I haven’t seen original ducktales in a while I should watch some episodes!
*Donald leaves for the navy in the first episode*
Me:
I want to write a fanfiction where Donald finally talks to Scrooge, and this stupid miser finally apologizes to him
But I do not know if it is worth it, because I will definitely touch on Donald's love of wearing women's clothes....
Я никогда не думала о ТайШэнях (честно говоря, косо на них смотрела), но сейчас чем больше я их вижу, тем больше мне они нравятся. У вас есть какие-нибудь хедканоны по ним?
✨️МОИ ХЕДКАНОНЫ ПО ТАЙШЕНЯМ✨️
Они социально неловкие, потому что это их первые отношения. У них в целом беды с социальным взаимодействием, потому что они привыкли к рамкам «руководитель и подчиненный». Здоровые и равноправные отношения, где нет четкого разделения на «ведущего» и «ведомого», для них в новинку.
В то же время сложно поверить, что для Шеня они первые, тому что он ведет себя довольно раскованно и развязно. Тай Лунг же напротив, довольно сдержанный. Вообще в их паре именно Шень самый эмоциональный (и нередко агрессивный). Он открыт в выражении своих чувств, в то время как Тай Лунгу нужно время, чтобы открыться.
Причина, по которой начались их отношения, - они оба травмированные дети с daddy issues, которые нашли утешение друг в друге. Тай Лунг и Шень чувствуют себя услышанными, понятыми и принятыми, когда говорят друг другу о прошлом.
Они - демиромантичные демисексуалы. Прежде, чем у них возникло романтическое и сексуальное влечение друг ко другу, им потребовалось МНОГО времени, чтобы довериться друг другу. Да, доверие - это сексуально.
Их отношения сложно назвать здоровыми, но они стремятся к этому.
У Тай Лунга ещё со времён ученичества есть вредная привычка считывать эмоции. Он постоянно переживает, что Шень может быть обижен, расстроен, зол из-за него. У Шеня тоже есть вредная привычка. Он постоянно спрашивает Тай Лунга: «А ты меня любишь?» Он страдает от проблем с доверием и внутренней неуверенности.
Язык любви Тай Лунга - прикосновения. Он любит, когда его гладят по голове и обнимают, и сам любит обнимать, тем самым выражая свою привязанность. В детстве он крайне нуждался в физическом выражении чувств, но Шифу с годами делал это все реже и реже, пока не сошло на нет, потому что отношения «ученик и учитель» подразумевали жёсткую субординацию. При этом Шень не очень тактильный, но ради любимого терпит, потому что понимает, как для него это важно. Язык любви Шеня - время. В детстве родители уделяли ему мало времени, поэтому этот показатель для него важен. Даже если времяпровождение заключается в совместном лежании и ничегонеделании, он дорожит каждой минутой.
Их любимое совместное занятие - душевные разговоры по ночам. Доверие - это сексуально [2].
Так как Шень выше Тай Лунга ростом, второй любит вставать на цыпочки, чтобы поцеловать первого.
✨️МОИ ПОШЛЫЕ ХЭДКАНОНЫ ПО ТАЙШЕНЯМ✨️
Первый раз случился по инициативе Шеня. Т.к. у павлинов вместо гениталий клоака, ему было любопытно попробовать проникающий секс.
Тай Лунг стонет тихо, это больше похоже на громкое дыхание.
Тай Лунг любит нежный, долгий и медленный секс, в то время как Шень любит, когда его берут грубо и страстно. Шень нередко просит, чтобы его кусали, царапали и пороли.
Aftercare - самая любимая часть процесса у Тай Лунга. У Шеня - прелюдия. Причем Шень подходит к ней творчески, как чансань (китайская гейша): песни, игра на музыкальных инструментах, поэзия, танцы и т.п.
Самая чувствительная часть тела у Шеня - ноги.
Любимая поза Шеня - «Наездница», потому что он любит проникающий секс, доминирование и смущенное лицо Тай Лунга, которого «объезжают».
Tai Lung: Okay, Shen, meet my new friend Scott
Scott: Hi!
Shen: You look stupid.
Scott: :(
Tai Lung: *wtf Shen*
Shen: I like that in a men.
Scott: (〃ﾟ3ﾟ〃)!!
Tai Lung: *wtf shen2*
Иногда я думаю о том, чтобы писать в блоге о других фандомах, но потом я понимаю, что дальше шитпостинга дело не пойдет и оставляю эту затею. Да и вряд ли будет кому-то интересно читать мимолетные посты про умирающие и уже умершие медиа.
О чем это я? Ах, да, мемы...
It's scary!
Donald had to go on an "exciting" expedition with his uncles again. Only no one told him that the expedition would be in the cave! In any case, it's not his fault that he's scared, so don't let them be outraged! Especially Scrooge...
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Donald swallowed. His knees bent slightly reflexively. His muscles tensed, and his fingers tightened on the straps of his backpack.
"Why does this cave look so intimidating?" — the question just popped into my head, as I immediately felt the impact of someone's particular cane.
— Come on, you bum! Move your legs! — Scrooge barked as usual and confidently headed into the cave.
"Tyrant." — Donald stated the fact in his head. Suddenly, Po felt a hand on his shoulder.
— I hope you haven't forgotten why we're here, right, Donald? — Ludwig was smiling cheerfully and expectantly.
— Yes, don't worry about it, Uncle Ludwig.. — Donald smiled awkwardly, regretfully recalling how throughout the 12-hour flight on the plane, while he was preparing their bags, Uncle Ludwig talked nonstop about this cave.
"Why can't we just say that there are treasures and possible pools of diamonds and oil?" — Donald still didn't know how oil and diamonds could be in the same place. Or as lucky as you can be...
— Great! Then I don't think it will be too difficult for you. — Ludwig cheerfully pinched one cheek of his nephew with his hand, and kissed the other.
— How long have you been there?! — After Scrooge's scream from the cave (how long and far is he in there?) Ludwig and Donald walked quickly.
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— How long do we have to go? — trying to hide the tremor in his voice (with a failure), Donald asked, looking around fearfully.
— Don't complain, Donald. You're not a little duckling anymore. — Ludwig said the last sentence in a joking manner.
— I will always be a duckling, Uncle Ludwig. — The sailor rolled his eyes and smiled. It usually annoys him when he is teased or treated like a child, but in this situation it calms him down.
— Surprisingly, it's a really good idea, nephew. — For the first time in the cave, Scrooge said something.
But why did he say that? Donald was about to say something, but then the light of Scrooge's flashlight fell on my bats, which flew searchingly at three ducks.
— WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAK!!! — Donald's reaction was not long in coming.
Scrooge was only a little grateful, because his scream scared away the bats. He turned around to assess the condition of his nephew and son-in-law.
And... This made him jealous. Again.
Donald hugged Ludwig's neck with his eyes closed, legs tucked under him, while Ludwig himself looked very surprised.
The professor noticed the expression on his brother-in-law's face. He narrowed his eyes and smiled slyly.
— Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh~ — he hugged the sailor, thereby pressing him even closer to himself (much closer?!) and kissed him on the forehead — It's just bats, don't be afraid~
Scrooge's face became more and more red and distorted due to anger and jealousy. He gripped the cane with such force that it might have broken if the remaining strength had not gone to restrain himself.
He abruptly grabbed Donald with his cane and pulled him away from Ludwig.
— Enough of these stupid games! — Scrooge took him possessively by the hand and pulled him forward. — Time is money, and I don't want to waste either of them!
They continued on their way while Scrooge and Donald held hands. With some changes in appearance, when Donald hugged Scrooge out of fear.
At the same time, Ludwig, with a satisfied smile and hands behind his back, followed them, proud of his "prank".
alicante my beloved
I bet he looks like this because he's cold
Reading PK Avenger while listening to noir music for ambiance.
PK Avenger issue #0
I’m just here for dad Donald tbh
(It’s from a ducktales magazine that I own, I simply translated it…)