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ducktoonsfanart · 24 days

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Darkwing Duck and Duck Avenger (PKNA) with their families as superheroes in action (redraw) - Darkwing Duck, Duck comics and Quack Pack AU - Duckverse - Happy my birthday!

I haven't contacted you for a long time because of my problems, but here I am to say that the day has come, that is, today is my birthday (5th April). Yes, I celebrate the same day, when Akira Toriyama, the creator of Dragon Ball, the best manga and anime for me, was born on this day. Certainly a big thank you to him for that!

Well, considering that most people don't know about it, I'm going to publish my tribute, i.e. a redraw of my drawings and that I drew what I like the most. This is a redraw of an old drawing where I drew Duck Avenger (Donald Duck) and Darkwing Duck (Drake Mallard) together in action along with their wives, partners and their children as superheroes. By the way, it's part of my fanfiction that I'm currently writing and it's about that crossover between Duck Avenger and Darkwing Duck. For more stuff see my old drawing code: https://ducktoonsfanart.tumblr.com/post/666638654144446464/ducklooney-now-a-big-surprise-especially-for

Yes, Drake and Donald have similar personalities and have the same angry jerk ego that puts them at odds together (and I love that), but they are also great superheroes and protect their towns (Duckburg and St. Canard) from various villains. And then there's Morgana Macawber, a witch from Transylvania and sometimes Drake's love interest who mostly deals with magic, Daisy Duck as She-Wenger (Paperinika, Super Daisy) as a special version, Uno (One-Uno Ducklair A.I. duck who helps and tasks Paperinik ), Launchpad McQuack, Gosalyn Mallard as Quiverwing Quack (yes Gosalyn is a teenager here and is the same number of years as HDL) and of course Donald's nephews Huey, Dewey and Louie (they are teenagers as from Quack Pack) as T-Squad superheroes (my version). Huey is the Red Shadow, Dewey is the Blue Cyclops and Louie is the Green Avenger. Similar to the old drawing, but significantly modified which I did in my own ways by combining various styles into one. I hope you like it! Also Happy Anniversary Darkwing Duck and PKNA Version Duck Avenger!

If you want to see more of this and if you liked this drawing, feel free to like and reblog this, but please don't use these same ideas and versions without my permission and without mentioning me! Thank you! And it's time for action! Let's Get Dangerous! And happy birthday to me!

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ducklooney · 4 months

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After these holidays, I'll make some ideas of my own and pick up where I left off with my fanfictions and make posts here slowly over time. And I will definitely express that through my drawings. I would only ask that you do not use my ideas without my knowledge and permission, and I will not repeat that a hundred times.

If you are going to use some of my designs from my drawings and some of my ideas, then at least tag me so I know. I hope I was clear and you understood what I said. If not, feel free to ask me.

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boingodigitalart · 6 months

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Requested by @alexcanine

I was requested that I draw the tasty paste monster from Quack Pack so I decided to combine that with my witch au. Now I have this spell casting gone wrong piece.

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writebackatya · 2 years

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Low-key kinda wanna write a DuckTales (2017) AU fanfic that basically tells the story of the show but in the Quack Pack! universe. It’d be all the drama that happened in DuckTales but told in a sitcom style with lame jokes and all.

So far all I got is this:

Scrooge:…And so you see Dewey, the last we heard from your mom she was heading to the moon and we haven’t heard from her since then. Sad to say we’ll probably never see her again

[right after that line is said Della Duck enters the scene]

Della: ‘Sup party people, I’m back in the hiz-ouse!!

[a mixture of laughter and applause breaks out from the studio audience which then turns into just applause as the audience cheers and hollers for like 10 seconds; characters waiting patiently to end before continuing their lines]

Donald: [shocked and voiced by Don Cheadle] D-D-Della! You’re back!?

Della: Yeah! Back from the moon!

[every character that is on the screen and isn’t Della Duck faints in unison]

Della: [puts her hands on her hips as she looks down at her family and shrugs] Guess I’m not the only one adjusting to Earth’s gravity!

[studio audience laughs and the show cuts to the Quack Pack! theme song; now with Della added to it]

#DuckTales #ducktales 2017 #ducktales au #quack pack #della duck #donald duck #scrooge mcduck #probably not gonna write this #I just really wanted to share that lame gravity joke #back on the moon

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running2re-duck-tion · 2 years

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I'm not sure if he appeared in this episode of the AU, but what was Uncle BB like in the Quack Pack episode?

Now, I could have sworn that I talked about Quack Pack with Uncle BB before but a quick search tells me that, apparently, I have not. Time to solve that.

Uncle BB does appear in Quack Pack, and I'm reasonably certain he wears a sweater-vest.

He spends most of the episode trying to prepare for the photo with Scrooge and Della. His high-strung nature and snarking are turned up to 10.

He takes Goofy's place talking to Donald about accepting the family as it is, he manages to avoid most of the fight with the audience as a result.

#Uncle BB AU #Quack Pack is one of my fave episodes so I remember a lot of the major story beats without having to rewatch it #listen i am a 90s kid weak to nostalgia okay

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wheeboo · 9 months

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meet cute: the park | choi seungcheol

SYNOPSIS. in which you choose to go to the park for a solo date, not expecting to cross paths with a cute man and his equally cute dog. PAIRING. choi seungcheol x gn!reader GENRE. fluff, meet cute, first meetings, implied college au WARNINGS. none WORD COUNT. 1.8k

notes: welcome to your meet cute with seungcheol!

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...the park!

Obviously, it's the best candidate for a solo date𑁋the scenery is beautiful and vibrant, the grass a lush shade of green, and the weather wasn't too hot or too cold. What is better than the scent of nature, the crisp air filling your lungs, and the feeling of a gentle breeze ruffling through your hair? After having a stressful past few weeks, you realised how much a single breath of fresh air would heal you.

With an eager smile to your face, you pack a book to read, your headphones, a few snacks to feast on, and a small comfortable blanket to sit on. Once you scan over your belongings and over your outfit one last time𑁋it's been a while since you felt this cute, to be honest𑁋you set out of your place and begin heading in the direction of the local park nearby.

It was never too busy or too empty at the park usually each time you went. As you walk, with the sun above casting a warm glow on your skin and the skies clearer than any crystal you've ever seen, you finally wander through the entrance to the park.

"Good morning," You quietly greet an older woman strolling past you and out of the park, who offers you a warm smile in return.

You catch sight of people doing their daily afternoon walks and jogs, family and friends all gathered across the scatter of picnic tables around with the occasional smell of barbecue making your mouth water and distant laughter of children warming up your heart, and some other people relaxing near the small pond at the very heart of the park.

That's where you head towards. Leisurely strolling towards the water's edge, you grin to the sight to a family of ducks swimming in circles in the water just in front of you.

"Aw, I'm sorry duckies, I wish had some food for you all." You frown faintly, extending a hand towards the ducks and watching as they curious float their way towards you with their beady eyes and heads tilted cutely in wonder. "I hope you're all having a good day so far, though."

You even wait a moment as if the ducks will respond with actual human words, but they only give you a few audible quacks, which makes you chuckle proudly to yourself.

Stepping back from the pond and away from the ducks, you notice a large tree giving you the shade that you needed from the bright sun. Ah, this is perfect so far, you realise. Everything in terms of a solo date for yourself is going according to plan.

As you spread out your cozy blanket on the ground, you sit down on top with the bristles of the grass below tickling against the skin of your ankle, and allow yourself to the bask in the relaxation that the pond seems to emanate. You take out your headphones and book and let your back relax against the bark of the tree behind.

With your headphones in place, you scroll through your endless amount of playlists, before finally landing one to fit the mood (yes, you have a playlist for every emotion possible). Then you open your book to where you had previously stopped and take out the bookmark, before beginning to read contentedly to yourself, the pages coming to life with each turn with the occasional breeze lifting the edges of the paper.

But just as you're becoming fully engrossed in the story, a sudden thud at your feet startles you. You glance down to find a tennis ball resting there. Before you can process what's happening, a whirlwind of white fur comes bounding towards you, and your eyes widen in surprise.

A small and cute white Maltese dog retrieves the ball then drops it near your hands, seemingly wanting you to throw the ball and peering at you with bright, beady and expectant eyes. There's a pink bow sat at the top of its head, adding more to the adorable charm.

Taking off your headphones and placing your book down to the side, you pick the ball up with a soft smile and show it to the dog. "Are we playing fetch now?"

The dog only responds with an energetic wag of its tail, and when you toss the ball a short distance away, you watch with a giggle as it bounds for the ball excitedly. After you see the dog clutch the ball back in its mouth, it immediately comes barreling back towards you.

"Wow, you must really like fetch, huh?" You run your hands through the dog's soft fur as it sits down right next to you comfortably. "Where's your owner, cutie?'

Suddenly, a voice startles the dog's attention. "Kkuma! Come back here!"

You turn your head toward the source of the voice, and your heart skips a beat as you see a tall and cute man jogging towards you. His expression is a mix of relief and amusement, and you can't help but feel your cheeks flush slightly under his gaze.

"Sorry about that. She gets too excited playing sometimes," he says with an apologetic, somewhat embarrassed smile as he reaches your spot beneath the tree, a bit breathless from the running. "I guess I threw the ball too far."

You can't help but smile, feeling your cheeks warm slightly. "Oh no, it-it's okay. She's very cute, by the way."

The man kneels on the ground, making Kkuma separate from your grasp and over towards him. He ruffles through her fur affectionately, and you take note of the dimples deepening on his face as he grins, before turning his attention back to you.

"Thanks," he chuckles lightly, and the sound makes your heart race. "Normally, she doesn't like strangers, but... she seemed to get along with you just fine."

You hum knowingly at his words, offering a slight shrug. "I guess... I just have a way with dogs, maybe."

He nods at that, still grinning. "Clearly."

There's a moment of comfortable silence as you both watch Kkuma wag her tail and sniff around on the grass, seemingly content in the presence of both of you. You take the opportunity to fully take in the sight of the man before you. His slightly tousled hair, the way his eyes crinkle when he smiles, the dimples in his cheeks, and the genuine warmth in his heartfelt gaze all make your heart flutter.

"I'm Seungcheol, by the way," he finally introduces himself, extending a hand towards you.

You accept his hand with a smile. "Y/N."

Seungcheol finally settles himself on the grass, making you pat your blanket for him to come closer. He shoots you an unsure look, but when you pat the spot right next to you again, he gratefully accepts the invitation and joins you on the blanket. Kkuma curiously glances at you both, before coming up and curling up between the two of you, her tail wagging excitedly as if she's known you for ages.

"Do you come to this park often?" Seungcheol asks, glancing at you while you place your bookmark back into the book you were reading.

"Yeah. It's beautiful, isn't it?" You ask, and he nods to your words. "I haven't came by lately since I've been busy, but I decided to have a solo date for myself today."

"Ah..." Seungcheol shyly runs his fingers through Kkuma's fluffy fur. "Didn't mean to interrupt your solo date."

You laugh softly, shaking your head. "No, it's... It's okay. I-I think you made it better, to be honest." Your find your cheeks flaring up to your own words, and you catch the subtle smirk on Seungcheol's face before averting your eyes down nervously. "Anyway, do you come here regularly too?

"It's my first time here, actually," Seungcheol says. "Our old one has some construction or something going on, so Kkuma and I came here instead."

Kkuma and I, how cute, You think.

"It's definitely a good place to spend some downtime at," You tell him as you bring your eyes out to the calm waters of the pond. Seungcheol also peers out to where you were looking as well.

"Well, Kkuma and I might have to stop by more often then, is that right, sweetheart?" Seungcheol picks up Kkuma and places her in his lap, and Kkuma rakes her tiny paws at his shirt before licking affectionately at his chin, and you can't help but giggle at the way he lovingly treats her.

"I think Kkuma would definitely enjoy that."

The two of you exchange some quiet laughter before settling back once again. It felt strange𑁋sharing this moment with someone else you had just met a few minutes prior. You and Seungcheol take the time to know a bit more about each other's worlds; you find out he's in university studying to earn a degree in sports medicine. When you tell him you're studying literature, you find yourselves exchanging a few book recommendations with each other. It's easy talking to him, you notice, and you want to find out more.

Time seems to pass quickly, and before you know it, the sky had become a palette of brilliant oranges, reds, and yellows. The park is quieter now, with only a few lingering visitors, including both you and Seungcheol.

"We should probably head back home," Seungcheol says reluctantly, a hint of disappointment in his voice.

You nod, a mixture of reluctance and understanding. "Yeah, I should too."

Seungcheol gently places Kkuma on the ground, and she gives a little yawn, looking content after her playtime and cuddles. You begin to pack up your things, folding the blanket and picking up your book and headphones.

When you meet his eyes again, he takes in a noticeable inhale.

"Would you... like to go out sometime? I’d like to get to know you more, if that’s fine with you," he asks slowly, and you find the way how nervous he looks so endearing.

You can't help the way your lips curve at his words, feeling your heart race with excitement. "I would love to."

His face lights up to your words, and he returns your smile with a brighter one. As he walks you towards the park's entrance, the two of you exchange contact information, sealing the promise of your upcoming date. It's not a solo date this time; it's a date date.

The night air is cool, but the warmth between you is undeniable.

As you wave him goodbye and walk the direction towards your home, that grin doesn't dare to leave your face.

Seungcheol looks down at Kkuma, who was watching your figure becoming smaller and smaller by the passing seconds.

"Come on, let's go home." Seungcheol tugs gently on her leash. "Gosh, you didn't have to run to them. I could've done it myself, you know."

All Kkuma does is release a low woof in return, making Seungcheol's shoulders deflate disappointedly. But the thought of you makes him smile.

"Yeah, I know, I'm a coward," he mutters. "Thank you for playing Cupid today. You'll get your treat when we get home, okay?"

Kkuma lets out a few more happy barks.

“You like them so far?” Seungcheol asks, then brings his gaze back forward, letting out a satisfied sigh. “Yeah… me too.”

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strawberrycamel · 27 days

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20+ YEARS OLD MEDIA YOU SAY?! WELL YOU HAVE ACTIVATED MY TRAP CARD, OF

DONALD DUCK INFODUMP!!

(I say like its surprising coming from me lmao)

Okay so like DC and Marvel, Donald Duck series has both animation and comic book serialization, and they tend have... very different directions.

TV series of Donald has like the classic cartoons and also Quack Pack and Ducktales stuff. I (unfortunately) don't grow up with those because my family didnt have any cables tv until like 2010ish? way passed when those on air on Disney channel so I don't know much about them

I DO HOWEVER, grow up with the comic serialization of Donald! Did you know they have like different magazine series and pocket comic book series?

I grew up with translated magazine comics and pocket comic books both sold locally. The magazine is just called Donal Bebek (Donald Duck) and the pocket comic book one is called Poket Paman Gober (Uncle Scrooge.. Pocket?)

I (think) the magazine series are more American-oriented? American publisher? Because they usually carries name like Don Rosa and Carl Barks (the famous ones I can remember on top of my head bc im bad at looking up artists name im so sorry)

The comic book series (i think) are more European-oriented. An Italian publisher got the rights to publish Disney comics so they also do Donald Duck and he became very famous there.

I think you've seen some of those post of "What do you mean Mickey Mouse is a detective and have cool adventures in Italian comics?" Because he does and those Italians comic also have a lot of fun Donald adventures too

AND! THEY ALSO MADE! SO MANY CANON ALTERNATE UNIVERSES COMICS!!

it sounds like a dum thing to get excited like yea of course Disney would have a cowboy version of Donald and co or sth that's normal disney franchise stuff

WELL DID YOU KNOW THEY HAVE WIZARDS COMIC THAT ACTUALLY FUCKS HARD? AND ALSO ONE WHERE DONALD IS JUST STRAIGHT UP A SPY AND ITS ACTUALLY COOL??

Wizard of Mickey starts off with Mickey Donald and Goofy being like wizard apprentice and go on quests and such. It's a trilogy and by the 3rd one Mickey became a Wizard King or sth and there's like politics involved and like ??? its so good??

The Double Duck series is about Donald was a secret agent who got his memories of it wiped after he finished his last mission, but he got roped in into it again so now he gotta relearn how to do spy stuff. The fun part is he was LEGIT a good spy (somehow!) Not the whole "oopsies i stumble n somehow finished the mission and everyone praised me??" (i mean that's kinda what's happening here now BUT BEFORE HE WAS LEGIT BEFORE I SWEAR)

(send me an ask with your favourite 20+ year old media)

👀ohoho i didn't even know Donald had comics! also this is absolutely Not a dumb thing to get excited over are you kidding?? this is great and i love hearing what old ass media makes folks happy, which very much includes Donald Duck!

like holy shit wizard and secret agent aus??? and a secret agent au where he's legit a good spy with an amnesia plot where he's gotta relearn his skills?? hell fucking yeah kc, that sounds like it slaps

#ask #answered #donald duck #thank u for the dump this was geniunely a delight to read #also mickey mouse detective comics??? holy hell???#this is all very fascinating to me

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comfymoth · 10 months

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at least quackity has tilin and will have her forever... right? also, how did he adopt her? did he pick her up from the sidewalk and decided she was part of his pack? what did luzu and wilbur think when he came back with a kid? or is she like. his little sister or something?

at least he has tilin! and nothing bad will happen to her ever because it’s my au and i say so <3

after consulting with my au co-owner a.d., it’s been decided that tilin actually used to be one of quackity’s students! he wound up adopting them after finding out their original family,, aaactually sort of sucked. very protective dad quack here. he might be a bit of an under-qualified parent, but lord, does he try :(

of course wilbur’s traveling while all of this happens, so he’s got no damn clue, and luzu may or may not have been alive? unclear, but if he wasn’t well then that’s neither of them who know what’s going on. quackity’s on his single mom arc for a while, but he’ll have some reaaaally fun explaining to do later for at least one of them!

#qsmp #qsmp monster au

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sixx-writes · 1 year

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Mother

First Form/Imperfect Cell x Reader

Word Count: 4,868

cw: noncon, lactation, drug/toxin use, cunnilingus, overstimulation, breastfeeding

AO3 Version | Masterlist

Summary: AU where reader finds Cell’s egg in the woods and he’s just an alien instead of an android. (AKA my idea for Cell if he used a particular human as a surrogate ‘mother’ instead of eating people to reach his other forms). Meant to be scary/creepy so heed the tags for stuff you’re not comfy with but it is Cell after all so I hope I do it justice :D

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18+ ONLY NSFW BELOW THE CUT

The forest air is refreshing after weeks of working in the city it's absolute heaven to have these moments of silence to yourself. The leaves beneath your feet release a pleasant aroma as you hike along the old trail where you know not many people come anymore. You hadn't even bothered to bring your phone, the sounds of the birds your only background accompaniment, the only one that you actually needed for the next hour.

You'd brought along a pack with supplies for a picnic once you reached your destination, your stomach already starting to growl for lunch.

Your favorite spot by the pond is just as beautiful as you remember, a plush carpet of leaves covering the grass did nothing to hide how magical it was even in the fall. After your blanket was spread out and your lunch eaten you sat watching a pair of ducks circling over the water, their quacking audible from your spot. You started to space out like that, forgetting your troubles, when you heard a branch crack loudly somewhere off to your left from the way you'd came.

Automatically your head whipped around in the same direction trying to find the source.

While you'd never seen bears around the area there was the slim possibility of one showing up and you felt a little worried at leaving your phone in the car.

Off in the distance you saw.. something.

It was round and most certainly wasn't there when you'd came through the first time.

It lay beside a tree as if it had fallen from it like some type of nut but that was impossible because it appeared to be larger than a basketball and a pale shade of purple.

What the hell.

The insane idea that someone had followed you and was pulling some type of prank sprang to mind but no one had even known of your trip. You had decided on it as a spur of the moment once you'd found out your weekend was free.

As if magnetically compelled you rose to your feet and moved towards the object.

Upon reaching it you could see that it was covered in small spikes and had a seam around it's middle highlighted by a bright yellow band that you hadn't noticed at first. It looked dangerous somehow was your immediate thought but you dismissed it in annoyance instead kneeling down to get a closer look. You had no idea what it could be or where it had came from and tentatively reached a hand towards it.

It's surface was unnervingly warm to the touch as you trailed your fingers across it, tracing along the seam feeling your breathing quicken.

You had no idea why it made you feel so nervous all of a sudden just being near it yet you couldn't seem to leave it alone either, lifting it up and turning it over for clues.

Finding none you forced a dry swallow and a near hysterical little giggle at your own stupidity.

It was then you heard a very distinctive tapping coming from inside as if responding to your voice.

You almost dropped it then but something told you that you shouldn't and caught it at the last second before it slipped from your hands.

After that you felt too freaked out to remain in the forest any longer, quickly gathering your things back into your pack, and for some inexplicable reason the round thing sat in the seat next to you on the drive home. You'd tried to get it to reproduce the sound even speaking to it directly in a choked whisper leaving you to wonder if you'd heard what you thought you'd heard at all.

Your insomnia tended to make your mind play tricks on you on occasion and by the time you reached your driveway you felt stupid for panicking so easily.

With a sigh you gathered up your things taking them inside, unpacking the dirty storage containers from your lunch into the sink and setting the mystery object on the couch after finding an old towel first to lay across the cushions. Another thing you'd noticed about it was how unnaturally clean it was. If it had been in the forest for a while it should have had dirt or leaves stuck to it but there wasn't a single speck of detritus anywhere to be found.

You grabbed your phone from the counter and started checking your messages, finding only a text from your mom which made you roll your eyes in exasperation. Despite living on your own she insisted on checking up on you every single day and you quickly typed out a response before moving on to clean the house before tomorrow. It was Sunday and already late, you wouldn't have time to do the chores after work as you had a date planned with a co worker who had been asking you out for months.

At first, you'd been against it, shitting where you eat was strictly against the rules but then you realized somewhere along the way since moving out you'd started to feel lonely.

You'd thought about getting a pet but you didn't have time to spend with with a dog and you weren't really a cat person.

After you were finished you flopped down onto the couch glancing at the time, already 10:30 p.m., yawning in exhaustion. You decided to watch at least one episode of your favorite show before you slept flipping over to Netflix and hitting play. Your eyes started to droop only ten minutes in and around twenty you'd fallen asleep with your head next to the mystery orb.

Cr-ack.

You sat bolt upright confused at the loud noise that had awakened you.

It was dark except for the tv asking if you were still watching and you groaned at your misfortune. It was one of the rare times you had fallen asleep early and could have slept through the night.

"Shit."

You let your head fall back against the couch letting it roll to the side where you'd left the orb and--

--it wasn't there.

You blinked.

Huh?

Your phone lay next to you on the end table and you reached for it turning on the flashlight and shining it around the room thinking you had knocked it off to the floor while you were sleeping. However, it wasn't in the living room at all anywhere that you could see, even going as far as looking under the tv stand.

Your skin was starting to crawl as you went to hit the light switch and you heard something scurry across the floor behind you nearly making you scream. You whipped the flashlight around trying to see the source, aiming it towards the kitchen, and that's when you saw the orb. It was split into two halves down the seam with a viscous liquid pooling around it where it dripped from the inside all over the floor.

It's a fucking egg.

How the thought hadn't crossed your mind even once made you feel dumb even if the very idea of such a thing existing seemed ridiculous.

More scurrying, this time from the hallway.

You quickly flipped the kitchen light on mentally running down a list of possibilities. The most rational one was you calling the police and letting them remove whatever was currently running rampant in your house. The other more stupid one, the one that had you grabbing a broom for some meager sense of safety while you tried to find it by yourself, was the one you chose.

Like whatever had compelled you in the woods to bring the egg home was now compelling you not to involve other people. Not yet. You were curious more than anything and the moment someone else knew about it, the magic would be gone.

You heart stopped when you saw movement at the end of the hall where, thankfully, the basement door was closed.

Slowly, you brought the light up revealing the creature and it was.. you didn't know exactly.

It was small, chitinous, with four legs; it's body was that of an insect but it's eyes were something else. They held dark intelligence and appeared reptilian with slitted pupils as it assessed you in return. Already, it's body seemed to be too big to have fit inside the egg as if it had grown just in the short time since it had hatched. You wanted to turn on the hall light to get a better look at it but the switch was on the wall right above it's head and you still had no idea if it was dangerous.

It looks dangerous.

In fact every instinct was telling you to get the fuck out of your house asap but what happened instead was you kneeling down a safe distance away trying to appear non-threatening.

"Hi," you said softly, "I'm y/n."

You couldn't explain why it felt like the right thing to do introducing yourself but somehow it just did. The creature produced that same sound in response to your voice you had thought was tapping but it was coming from it's abdomen. An odd rasping that you'd heard before from grasshoppers in the summer.

Or cicadas.

It was unique to this thing and sounded like neither yet both at the same time.

It took a single step towards you and you couldn't suppress a flinch, noting it's hands and they way the three of it's fingers flexed across the linoleum. It's underdeveloped wings fluttered as it kept coming towards you and you couldn't help the wonder you felt despite your fear. It was a new species, of that you were sure, and once it was close enough you saw your hand go towards it, wanting to run your fingers over the dome of it's head.

It wasn't showing any aggression so you did just that, trembling fingertips lightly pressing at it's smooth carapace, lingering at the round protrusion in the center of it's forehead.

It continued to watch in silence until you stopped carefully pulling your hand back. No sudden movements seemed like a good idea.

"Are you hungry?"

What do I feed an alien bug creature. I'm pretty sure the convenience store can't help with this..

It made that rasping sound again and you weren't sure if it was just trying to copy your voice or if it was saying yes. Both seemed stupid to you and you sighed not really sure what to do. In the end you decided to just try offering it random things you had on hand that it might enjoy. You knew that many insects were vegetarian that were similar to it biologically speaking, not that it was much to go off of in this case, so you tried to offer it some fruit after slicing it up.

It examined your offering before violently slapping the plate away sending apple flying everywhere and startling you.

"A no would have sufficed," you muttered, cleaning up the mess.

In the end it refused every type of food including some raw chicken and hamburger so you gave up before your kitchen was destroyed as it was just annoying the little beast more than anything. You went over to the egg shell examining it more closely for any clues but there wasn't much to be found. Just traces of some type of membrane that must have held the creature while it developed.

You set it out of the way and started to scrub the floor before the weird fluid had a chance to dry the creature watching you the entire time instead of exploring or looking for a way to escape as you might have expected. It further led you to believe that it was intelligent after all.

"Fuck," you said out loud. You remembered you had to go to work in a few hours and that meant leaving this thing alone and unattended the entire day. And then there was your date to think about. You could try to call in sick but that still left your date. You didn't enjoy the idea of ruining the opportunity at having someone to keep your bed warm for companionship and other reasons.

Those other reasons that you hadn't addressed in months.

Stress and life had gotten in the way and the most action you'd had was your own fingers and your vibrator. You'd meant to get batteries for it on the way home the day before your plans were waylaid by whatever the hell this thing was now living in your house.

Why am I thinking of this like it's a permanent arrangement already?

Before leaving, you told the bug thing not to break your shit while you were away, reasoning with it as if it were a disobedient child. It only gave the same rasping answer at the sound of you speaking and you pinched the bridge of your nose already regretting your choices.

The day went by in a haze, partially from your insomnia, partially from being distracted by the alien you'd left in your house.

That was the conclusion you'd arrived at, there was no way something so bizarre could have ever been from earth, and it was more troubling than anything to think about. You had nearly forgotten your date altogether and cursed yourself for how easily your life was getting derailed. You needed to appear normal if you wanted to keep this secret to yourself if your few close friends started to worry about you that would only mean that they would try to pay you a visit.

Your date, a sandy haired guy named Taylor, had made reservations at a Chinese place about an hour away from your town and you tried your best to seem present. Laughing when appropriate and pretending to be interested when he told a story about his sister winning at some game show but your thoughts wouldn't stop wandering.

"Hm?" you said.

"I said are you alright? You've barely eaten and you seem a little out of it today," Taylor is frowning with concern which is the last thing you needed. You made up a lie involving your insomnia. Thankfully you had a valid reason you could back up with evidence from your doctor so he let it go. You apologized for not feeling well and the two of you went your separate ways for the evening.

You didn't feel relief until the keys were in your front door and you were on the way inside your house, calling out for the bug.

You don't see it anywhere at first and after searching the entire upstairs twice over you decide to check the basement. The door is ajar which is alarming, you were certain you'd shut it before you'd left, already feeling uneasy. You went for a stronger flashlight from the pantry before returning and slowly pushing the door around. You hated yourself for never getting the ceiling light repaired from when it broke almost six months ago.

Horror movie cliche moment.

"Are you down here?" your voice was quiet to your own ears. You nearly screamed on the fourth step down when it creaked loudly making your grasp on the flashlight loosen at the same time so it nearly tumbled through your fingers. You stopped on the stairs near the bottom, sweeping the beam around in the darkness until you found what you were looking for. Your legs felt like jelly with relief until..

..you noticed it was just an empty shell.

The bug's body, or its chrysalis, sat in the corner. It's back was split open and more of that viscous fluid was everywhere.

Gooseflesh erupted all over your body and you had the very distinct feeling that you were being watched all of a sudden.

Without waiting another second you bolted back up the stairs, slamming the door behind you and locking the deadbolt before running into your bedroom and shutting it as well and locking it. You curled your knees to your chest as the weight of what was happening started to set in. The realization of just how much you were out of your depth was a cold hard pill to take.

You needed to call the police.

You needed to..

Your eyes slid across the floor noticing the large puddles of fluid that you hadn't before leading to the side of your bed.

Almost as if..

No.

You couldn't believe that.

You refused to believe that.

Then you heard a sound coming from underneath you. The insect rasping of the alien that distorted into a man's voice. A low masculine humming that made your stomach feel like it was going to fall out of your ass any second. Many things hit you at once. Notably how it was waiting here for you all along and you had just locked yourself inside with it being the most prominent.

That low humming continued while you hyperventilated trying to gather the courage for what you would have to do next.

You made it as far as your hand around the doorknob before something was around your ankle, tripping you and sending you to the floor on your stomach with a pained grunt.

Automatically your hands flew to the thing that had a hold on you trying to pry it off, your fear numbed brain mistaking whatever it was for a snake at first, until you noticed the deadly barb at the end. A tentacle? A tail? You don't know and you don't care, unable to keep yourself from yelling in full blown panic as you thrashed. The bed shook and lifted off the floor knocking against the table with the lamp on it sending it to the floor to join you with a definitive crash and plunging the room into darkness.

In the final moments before you're left blind you caught a glimpse of two pale pink eyes staring back at you from under the bed.

You continued to fight until something rose up in front of the window.

An incomprehensible shape with too many sharp edges and absolutely massive in size is silhouetted by the moonlight shocking you into momentary submission.

"I'm hungry," it said in a raspy, human, baritone making your heart flip unevenly.

You've never been so afraid. Not even when you'd stolen your mom's car and flipped it into a ditch when you were a teenager could you recall anything so fucking terrifying happening to you.

It's tail snaked it's way around your mid section and flung you back onto the bed, reversing your positions so you could get a look at it.

You thought your heart might just stop altogether at the sight of the insect humanoid that filled the other side of the room. At your expression of absolute horror it's mouth orifice, more like a beak, twisted into an amused smirk that you didn't like the look of one bit. Though it hadn't done anything to harm you so far the only feelings you got from the creature were pure malevolence.

You scrambled backwards trying to make it off the other side of the bed but before you could the alien darted forward in a movement too fast for you to follow kicking the side and slamming it into the wall effectively trapping you. When you'd originally moved into your house you had been surprised at how big your bedroom was. Almost too big. Now, with your back against the wall and knees against against your chest trying to make yourself shrink by sheer willpower alone, the room was the same size as a cardboard box.

You jumped when it's fingers met your leg lightly stroking it over your sweats. A moment of deceptive gentleness before it had you in a crushing grip, dragging you back out to the edge of the mattress, literally kicking and screaming until your thighs hit the hard exoskeleton covering it's hips. It didn't seem to mind your resistance at all, still smiling in amusement while you wondered how exactly it planned to kill you. You had your answer when the barb of it's tail was at your throat making you go still instantly for fear of cutting yourself in your struggles.

Both of your hands were pinned above your head in one of it's own while it traced your pulse just light enough not to cut.

"What are you?" you were stunned that your voice came out at all, choked and fragile as you sounded.

Slitted pupils constricted at the question, "I'm Cell. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Before you could react you felt a sharp prick into your neck and your mouth dropped open soundlessly. The effects of it were immediate, your body started to tingle at first like a limb falling asleep, and then it felt like fire was spreading out through every vein and blood vessel. You didn't notice when it, Cell, released your wrists, your eyes rolled up into your head while you convulsed, an unknown toxin circulating through your body.

This is it. I'm going to die to some weird alien bug freak like a complete jackass.

You resented yourself more than the creature during those moments of pure agony knowing that everything happening to you could have been prevented. You at least took solace that it was you instead of another innocent hiker in an attempt at trying to find a silver lining. But then, those full body spasms finally stopped, and the awful pain started to abate leaving you drenched in a cold sweat. You panted trying to center your thoughts seeing double of Cell's face hovering over you and you wondered if you had brain damage.

Your vision finally centered itself but you could tell that something still wasn't right. You felt a pulsing in your breasts that made your eyes widen in confusion as your nipples became hyper sensitive, "What did you do to me?"

"Just rewriting your biology a bit for my needs."

Your shirt was dragged up exposing your bra and you discovered that your arms were like twin lead weights attached to your shoulders refusing to lift even an inch to fight back. To your increasing terror you noticed that the fabric of your bra cups was wet and your immediate assumption was that you were bleeding. Cell impatiently snapped the middle of the garment into two halves like it was nothing freeing your aching mounds to the cool air which gave some relief to whatever was happening.

Cell's tongue slipped out, obscenely long and dripping with saliva, dragging across one of your wet nipples and you gave a loud sexual moan in response. Because it felt good and that was somehow worse than if it had hurt you. His hand came up and massaged your throbbing tissues encouraging more of the fluid to come out. You were moaning and panting ceaselessly under him, still unable to move, but if you had you would have probably gripped his head encouraging him to do it harder because it just wasn't enough.

You wanted him to suck your tits although it clearly wasn't possible and you let out a frustrated growl.

"What's wrong? I thought you wanted to escape?" Cell drawled mocking you.

A playful nip from his beak at one of your over-sensitized buds dissolved any response you were about to give and instead all you could manage was a string of incoherent noise. Cell chuckled darkly, his tail coming back up over his shoulder, and you were too weak and desperate to feel afraid anymore seeing that deadly stinger poised over you for the second time.

Not even when it opened up at the end into a gaping orifice of some kind dripping with sticky fluids along the folds of it's insides.

The only thing you felt was morbid fascination as he brought it down to your unoccupied breast, adding to the mess of already leaking fluid where it drooled onto your skin, before suctioning your flesh into a tight wet vacuum. You whined at the sensation of it's rhythmic pulsing and Cell let out a groan of his own as he milked you feeding off of your induced lactation.

You had barely noticed how soaked you were between your legs until Cell started to move lower, his long tongue slithering over your stomach until it hit the band of your sweats. It jolted you into some level of lucidity when it dipped underneath threatening entry into your panties while Cell's unblinking predatory stare stayed on your face watching your strained expressions closely.

"Wait," you said remembering that you should be trying to stop what was happening.

Surprisingly he listened to you, the tip of his tongue paused just above your slit, so close to brushing your aching clit where you suddenly needed attention more than anything. He was smirking at you knowingly, the scent of your arousal very obvious to his keen sense of smell and very thick hanging around the two of you. He could wait if it meant that you would surrender on your own. It only made what came next that much sweeter.

Your nerve endings were pure fire by then, every inch of your skin was over-sensitive and adding to the pressure between your legs from even the lightest caress. Every suck at your breast sent a throbbing sensation straight to your cunt so intense it felt as if you would come without being touched there. Cell's tail detached from your breast with an indecent pop before moving to the other setting off even more pleasurable sensations after being neglected for so long.

"I.."

"Yes?" Cell was enjoying your suffering a great deal, "What do you want, human? Try using your words."

He could see the pain in your face as you struggled to fight against your urges and it made him wish he had already attained his Perfect form to give you what you what you truly desired.

"God. I just.. need.."

You weren't making sense inside your head or out of it trying to piece your thoughts into something coherent just wasn't happening.

"L-Let me.. I need you to let me.. c-come," wasn't what you had wanted to say. You wanted to tell Cell to stop and let you go but that was before you were reduced to a weak drooling version of yourself that just needed her pussy licked and filled with something. Otherwise you were going to go insane.

Another sinister chuckle came from between your legs before he obliged your request and let that disgusting tongue slither into your panties. It took hardly any effort, dragging between the swollen flesh of your pussy lips back and forth across your clit only a few times brought you to orgasm. Your entire body tensed violently and your mouth dropped open into a silent scream of near agony from pleasure so mind numbing you could hardly take it. Cell didn't give you a chance to recover, still stroking across the engorged nub far past the point of over stimulation, but you were simply too weak to say or do anything to make it stop.

Your second orgasm was just as strong and this time you did manage to scream drowning out the vulgar symphony of wet sounds being performed on your body as Cell devoured you. You were relieved for only a moment when he finally stopped lapping at your clit only to plunge inside you instead. Your back arched off of the bed in response as you tried to close your thighs around his head. Cell easily spread them back apart as wide as they would go plunging his tongue in and out of your dripping cunt while rolling it along the insides making sure to stimulate that spongy patch of nerves that made you lose the temporary control you had regained over your muscles.

"You leak more when I do this. Does it feel good?" Cell's voice seemed to come from far off. He sounded amused.

"Yes. Don't stop."

"Then look at me."

You managed to lift your head enough to see the alien tongue fucking your cunt, his hand spread over your stomach to hold you down, and when you did as he asked he moved it out of the way. Your eyes nearly bugged out of your head when you realized you could see his tongue beneath your skin rippling with each thrust. It was utterly grotesque and made you come harder than you ever had before; every contraction of your orgasm so powerful that his movements stopped almost entirely from how tight you were. You let your head fall back burying your face in your hands completely overwhelmed by it all on the verge of guttural sobbing.

You weren't sure how much longer it went on for like that until you were completely drained and Cell had his fill finally releasing you from his horrifically pleasurable torture.

"I will see you again soon, human. Try not to run too far," he said, before leaving you alone in your room.

You heard the front door opening before you passed out already mentally making plans to sell the house.

#imperfect cell x reader #semi-perfect cell x reader #perfect cell x reader #imperfect cell #semi-perfect cell #perfect cell #dragon ball #smut

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ducktoonsfanart · 19 days

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Young Donald Duck and Young Della Duck - Duck comics, Ducktales 2017 and Young Donald (Quack Pack AU) - Duckverse

Even though I'm already late, I definitely did three drawings related to the best Duck twins ever. I mean Donald and Della Duck and that's related to Siblings Day. The first drawing shows Donald and Della Duck as they are depicted in the comics as a little boy and a girl, I combined a bit from the Don Rosa comic strip as well as an Italian comic book about a little Donald called Paperino Paperotto. The second drawing shows a younger Donald and a younger Della Duck as they enter their teenage years from Ducktales 2017. What I particularly liked about that series was that they showed them as younger children, and their interaction was very exciting. However, Emo Donald is not very satisfied and he wants to work as a rock musician, while Della wants to be a pilot and an astronaut. Yes, I combined the DT17 style a bit with my style and yes I added that they are wearing jeans. The third drawing shows a teenage Donald Duck as depicted in the Young Donald Duck comics, I just added him wearing a backwards cap and a teenage Della Duck, as I imagine her to be, complete with ponytail blonde hair. And I combined the Italian comic book style with my own style. And yes, this third version is how Donald would be in 1990s outfits if he was a teenager like Della Duck and it's part of my Quack Pack AU, so Donald looks a lot like Louie from Quack Pack, while Della looks a lot like teenage Gosalyn from Darkwing Duck and April (May and June's sister, Daisy's niece) as teenagers from Dutch comics and how I imagine.

I hope you like these drawings and these characters and these ideas. Happy Siblings Day once again! Also this is a gift for my friends @0sharisa0 (who celebrated her birthday last month) and for @squirmydonnie (who loves Emo Donald from Ducktales 2017). I hope you like them.

Feel free to like and reblog this, but don't use these same ideas of mine without mentioning me. Thank you!

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ducklooney · 1 year

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If anyone remembers the vote: https://ducklooney.tumblr.com/post/713811117768572928/its-true-that-im-back-after-a-long-time-but

Most have decided on Duckverse with crossovers and I will fulfill that, mostly through my drawings and some fanfictions if I manage to do it in time. But not only that, I will definitely Quack Pack AU, with some history related themes, Tripletsmania and Fantasia AU. I will also explain my explanations later. I will mostly post my drawings here: https://ducktoonsfanart.tumblr.com/

And thank you all for voting and that there will be new surprises.

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cottagedreamy · 1 year

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Nobody would do that anyway, so I made my own Quack Pack! Brazillian AU

I think the plot of the show would work PERFECTLY of the brazillian shawtytown (favela) aesthetic and style.

Description (for the non-brazillian fans):

Huey is using what we call "Óculos Juliet" (juliet glasses). It's not something new i always draw Huey using sunglasses, but i think that would work well with him. He's wearing an red nike t-shirt (very common here) and a chain necklace. Huey is what we call "Hétero top, jovem místico e talarico" or trying to translate to english "totally straight mystical teenager who want to desperately date a girl".

Dewey is wearing the Brazil 2022 blue shirt, he carries a school binder and wears airpods. He attends SENAI, a higher education course that seeks to bring innovation by providing technical computing services and technology in general. In Brazil, we have a joke that even the most "weak" students of the course are incredible geniuses.

And Louie......It's really your gay ADHD friend. He wears a shirt from the Palmeiras (Brazilian football team), and there are high chances of him always getting into fights with the fans of the rival team (the Flamengo fans).

(fun fact: In Brazil Huey, Dewey and Louie have translated names! We call them Huguinho, Zezinho and Luisinho)

#quack pack #ducktales 2017 #duckverse #ducktales #my art #dewey duck #louie duck #huey duck #huey dewey and louie #I'll draw Donald and Margarida later #but obviously they'll be Globo journalists #you're welcome humanity

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