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[ducktales-wco-oo]

✩ ˙ ˖ ᴘᴇʀᴍᴀɴᴇɴᴛ ɪɴʙᴏx ᴄᴀʟʟ ˖ ˙ ✩

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#permanent call #ducktales-wco-oo #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ᴡʜᴏ'ꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴜɴɴɪɴɢ ᴍɪɴᴅ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ; ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡʏ ᴅɪꜱɢᴜɪꜱᴇ? ❞ ¦ 「 OOC 」

[oc-culture]

Shout-out to @ducktales-wco-oo ! Dragon has a heck ton of amazingly written and endearing ocs; they deserve all of the appreciation they can get. :3

#Shoutout #Shout Out #ducktales-wco-oo

[magichcuse]

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{¤} It feels like Vivian hasn't seen Zanna in ages. Being adults means more responsibility and less time for socializing—it's to be expected. Doesn't make it any less painful though.

Vivian had her share of work cut out for her between her two jobs and preparing to take up her stepmother's mantle under the Reformed Triumvirate. Part of Vivian's business is to keep her mind off of the loneliness gnawing away at her. Zanna has a job of her own as a journalist, an excessively needy boyfriend to tend to, a younger brother to reconnect with, and a niece to form a bond with. After spending time with so many people, Vivian doubts Zanna would be willing to meet her for lunch...yet she forced herself to send the invitation anyway, unable to bear not seeing Zanna for one more day.

Compulsively checking her text messages to see when Zanna will respond, Vivian starts to wonder if this is a good idea. Zanna would've contacted her if she wanted to hang out, wouldn't she? What if Vivian was bothering her?

Before Vivian can dwell on this for too long, she sees Zanna out of the corner of her eye. Her surroundings become more vibrant, though she doesn't seem to notice this.

"ZANNA!!!"

Vivian rushes up to Zanna, pulling her into a warm embrace. She'd normally wait for the other person to instigate affection first, but they're close friends. Vivian has done this enough times to know Zanna won't mind.

"How have you been? Is everything alright?" {¤}

#Vivian ic tag #ducktales-wco-oo #zanna tag #《 wrote a starter for Adult!Zanna bc why not 》

[rednephew]

(( *puts Jayden down* okay but this is So Funny to me jkdfdfngjkdfg ))

✧ — ⋆ ” Well, clearly it doesn’t matter since neither of us are willing to make the first move. ”

So long as no meddling friends do anything to get them together of course.

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#✧ — ⋆ i’m not good at imagination stuff okay?! ; ic #✧ — ⋆ jayden ; ducktales wco oo

[peachpitocs]

(( Sketch! - Jayden and Carroll because Yes :3 ))

These two are impossible to sum up in one image but I think this is the general vibe :)

#ooc // general #carroll downy // aesthetics #ooc // mun art #carroll downy // answered #carroll downy // face #carroll downy // relationship // carroll and jayden #ducktales wco oo #ooc // answered

[tournesolette]

(( *sets down Fenton because i miss him and also for the UwU* - also im wheezing because i feel like fenton could technically beat Gladstone up but he refuses to let me fill that space because 'he doesnt Want to' lmao ))

" Well, colour me intrigued. I must say, I'm actually quite a fan of the ~nerdy type~ myself. Especially when it comes in such a... strapping package. Look me up if you're ever looking for a good time, hero boy. "

#❪ ⋅ ◆ ⋆ — gladstone g. ┊ ❛ ic. ❜ ❫ #❪ ⋅ ◆ ⋆ — fenton. ┊ ❛ ducktales wco oo. ❜ ❫

[bitofthisandthat]

So…you and Redman…how does Donald and José approve of this?

“This stuff goes WAY back to college days. There’s a lot that’s gone on between me and Panch that Donald knows NOTHING about, and we like to keep it that way. I don’t want the blow out, and Panch doesn’t want to lose the friendship. Frankly, there’s ZERO benefit only loss to discuss all the drama over the years with D-man...And I already have a heavy helping of his rage as it is. Family is complicated. ALL relationships are complicated.”

“Buuuut...José doesn’t care. I’m SURE Redman’s vented, and he’s heard it all. He still floats the same parties I do, and still greets me like a pal. I’m sure he’d grift me or pull some black mischief if he was truly offended. So far, all jokes and drinks.”

“.................Honestly, I don’t think Don is in the dark about anything. He’s many things, but he’s not a moron. I think he prefers we don’t drag our dirty laundry out for him to see, though. You know...out of sight, out of mind?”

@ducktales-wco-oo

#Hey Nony Nonny #asks #🍀GLADSTONE GANDER🍀 #V: WHEN YOU'RE DONE YOU GOTTA BE THE FIRST TO RUN || PANCHITO & GLADSTONE VERSE ( ducktales-wco-oo ) #{ WE DO NOT WRITE FANON LORE INTO THIS VERSE!! That means any asks about the FANON ship of J/P/D is NOT valid in our verses } #{ P sure we chatted way back when and came to the conclusion José would be concerned at first then chill/happy for them? Meh it's been yrs } #{ Donald's reaction is p normal considering how he has every right to be pissed anytime Glad slides in & superimposes himself. } #{ Now if Dragon and I had a Ze and Don to see for sure that'd be a different story but so far in our years playing this verse...tis' it }

[honeydewmuses]

@ducktales-wco-oo said: Louie often has problems sleeping.

Even when he was younger, he had difficulty relaxing enough to fall into a deep rest. Unless it was inopportune times like at school, or he was in the company of someone he trusted… Someone that made him feel comfortable, cozy and safe. Like Donald or his brothers…. or his crush/best-friend.

He just hadn’t been aware of that last one.

Arms wrapped around Tobias, beak nestles into the other’s headfeathers as he sleeps, quiet hums slipping free as he fidgets slightly, burying his face deeper into the soft texture. Tail gives a few content flicks, the relaxed duckling completely unaware of the situation he put the other boy in.  — (*mcyeets*)

There are plenty of things that can keep Tobias up for hours at night. Video games, for one. Basketball, if he’s indoors. And, of course, a very cute boy cuddling him like he’s a teddy bear.

Or like they’re... together. Which they’re not. Louie is just tired, and even if he wasn’t, he’s completely out of Tobias’ league.

Tobias catches himself thinking that and mentally corrects it. Nobody is out of Tobias’ league. And besides, Tobias is straight. He doesn’t want Louie as anything other than a friend. Someone to brag about money with, to play video games and low stakes sports matches with, to, apparently, snuggle into at the end of a long night and feel totally, entirely overwhelmed by.

Louie smells like green apple.

Tobias probably smells like copious amounts of sweat, but he can’t really do anything about that if he’s not able to calm down, so he tries not to think about it.

Okay. If he doesn’t get some sleep, he’s gonna be totally wrecked when it’s time to get up in the morning. Tobias sighs internally, resigning himself to sleeping in Louie’s arms.

This is fine. This is totally normal, and not gay at all, and Tobias definitely doesn’t notice how soft and plush Louie’s chest is, or how he’s got a little muscle in his arms. It’s probably from all that adventuring. Tobias should start adventuring with him. Not because he wants to spend more time with Louie, or make him feel safe, or anything. Just to get a little more definition in his arms, and maybe some treasure. He would share the treasure with Louie, of course. Not with anybody else, though. Nobody else deserves it.

Carefully, he lifts one trembling arm and places it over Louie’s middle. Yeah. That feels nice. Nothing wrong with being buried in your homie’s tender embrace as he lets out adorable, content hums. Nothing wrong with wriggling closer to him if he’s warm and soft and the blanket is too thin. Just guys being dudes.

Tobias finally relaxes into Louie’s arms, a secret smile on his face, and he gives the other boy a quick squeeze before closing his eyes.

#((yeah. remember this one?)) #((it's from the old blog. that's how long i took to respond lmao)) #tobias // ic // chunking the deuce #tobias // relationship // tobias and louie #tobias // verse // ducktales #ducktales wco oo #starring ducktales wco oo as louie #long post cw

[warraigoe-aa]

❝ Excuse you, but I don't recall calling for backup. ❞ Darkwing says with an aggravated huff, shoving his way past the meddlesome cop so he could better see the crime scene. So what if Leon happened to arrive first? Darkwing had gotten a bit tied up— literally —around a telephone pole thanks to a grappling gun swing gone wrong. BUT, that doesn't matter. Because he's here now and he's ready to catch the brutish burglars who broke into this bank.

❝ So how about you go back to the station and wait for something a bit more- your speed... Eh, rookie? ❞ Darkwing says with a smirk and a flick of his hat's brim, before getting down on one knee— as he's witnessed many-a-detective do —and taking a closer look at some scattered glass on the ground. ❝ Hmmmm... Interesting. Very interesting... ❞

... Okay so he hasn't actually noticed anything yet, but Leon doesn't need to know that. - (*shoves* jdfgjndkgdg)

   this was not how i pictured my first career path going. // @ducktales-wco-oo​

      oh great... THIS GUY. when leon was moving to st canard, he was interested in it’s unique crime rate... NOT whoever this guy was. a weird rip off of an old television character ? to be honest, he thought this was, like... a GIMMICK. a tourist thing or whatever. but no... this guy was determined on being this weird VIGILANTE. he was, mainly, harmless -- just a tad bit ANNOYING whenever leon was trying to get IMPORTANT work done. he JUST STARTED WORKING HERE ! still a rookie and this guy was dead set on making him look bad.

      ❝ oh, so you’re saying that i should leave this easy stuff to you ? you’re right, i need a real challenge. ❞ he says, rolling his eyes. god, he wanted a drink. still, he takes out his flashlight, taking a look around his surroundings... and eyes glances over towards the duck, an eyebrow raised in light  amusement. the glass on the ground wasn’t even anything of interest.

     ❝ well, have fun looking at trash, i’m following the suspect. ❞ he adds, walking towards the alleyway -- the toppled trashcan and footsteps from a puddle was a clear giveaway than whatever it was this has-been darkwing duck is looking at.

#ducktales wco oo #— ❛❛ // leon k. ¦ is it just me or does everybody always ignore what i say ? ・ 「 in ! 」 #tbt.

[loudlyhappycupcake]

Been working with a zany new style, here’s the trio, Eda, Stan, and Scrooge created by @linussizzler

@shironezuninja @cartoonfan21 @collector-noceda-clawthorne @sakulovejulius12 @homuncvlus @bitter-yet-civilized @popssipop @nevaehjwilliamsvaeh @hkthatgffan @finalfortuna @fatrnai @wiltito @aamericanotaku @jacky-rubou @jademz1711 @violetrose-art @ducktales-wco-oo @d-blue02 @thedragondirewolf95 @untitled14360 @kuskicanlove @serentiydraw5678

#gravity falls #the owl house #fanart #disney #ducktales #stan pines #eda clawthorne #scrooge mcduck #not my art #trio #sketch #crossover #stanley pines

[ducktales-wco-oo]

"Y'want to have daddy's pups don't you baby-wolf?"

Jim growled gruffly in Drake's ear as he impaled him from behind. Clawed hand wrapped around the younger's throat, other hand held onto the younger's waist, claws digging into soft flesh. It was certain to leave some red marks.

Thrusts were quick and hard, then slow and tender, then quick and hard again to obtain the longevity of this session. Realistically, Jim knows he can't impregnate his mate, but he'll fuck him as if it was the intent. And if he's reading his beloved correctly...Drake  is absolutely enjoying this.

//After Drake is turned and Alastair and his possé are defeated

-  ✩    「   @captainsxcrew​   」   ✩  

「 ☆ 」   In his wildest imaginings, Drake had never conceived that he’d be eagerly taken by his idol. Nor did he envision that the other would be in the form of such a monstrous, yet surprisingly-tempting beast. Or that he would ALSO belong to this inhuman life, freshly turned after surviving and helping win a battle that most would scoff off as the thing of fantastical stories. Or perhaps the ramblings of a madman. Not that the existence of ferocious creatures like werewolves and vampires is viewed with skepticism. One would be delusional to deny the threats that openly roamed the darkest depths of the surrounding woodlands... No, what is unbelievable isn’t that Drake came face-to-face with a creature of the night.

It’s that he SURVIVED it. 

But fantastical as this tale may be, ripe with discovery and trials unlike any even Drake had experienced before— a man whose life was already unconventional to begin with —every word of it is true. From the bond unexpectedly grown between the elder wolf and the youthful duck, to the ensuing threats of enemies ( fueled by natural instinct and personal vendetta ) , to the scene unfolding now. Victorious and virile in their relief, the two able to indulge now that danger no longer looms... And INDULGE they do, Drake gasping as he’s firmly entered by his mate.

Eyes squeeze shut, body tensing at the sensation it still attempts to become familiar with. Before Jim, Drake’s sexual endeavors were sparse and simple. They certainly NEVER involved him being on the receiving end. Yet, Drake’s muscles soon fall into their role as if its the only one they’ve ever known, relaxing around the large intrusion as pain blessedly gives way to near-blinding pleasure. TIGHT around the throbbing cock, they attempt to milk the shaft for all it’s worth, Drake’s chest laboring as it fights to suck in air amongst the shameless moans already pouring from his drooling mouth. Praise filling the air as the ‘baby-wolf’ feels his domineering mate set the deliciously torturous pace...

Throat bobs as Drake swallows through a gasp, the action difficult thanks to the claws constricting it, but not impossible. Sharp as blades, potential danger sends a shiver down Drake’s spine, the feeling of them pushing into his skin— a mere taste compared to the ones digging into the supple flesh of his hips, tips stained a glorious red —making Drake’s heart beat deafeningly. Not the pounding of a familiar fear, but of an EXCITEMENT that Drake never knew he could feel until caught in the grasp of the predator positioned above him. Before discovering what Jim was, and how Drake felt about him regardless, the inexperienced male was unaware of how... receptive he is to the allure of being a delectable meal to a ravenous beast. 

Tears beading in his eyes, they begin to drip down his flushed face. Hot streaks tinge his open mouth with salt during their trek, Drake unable to shut his beak lest he explode from the cacophony of praise filling him. Cries of ecstasy, wordless pleas as he’s roughly brought to the brink only to be gently guided away from it as the thrusts slow. Dizzy from the skillful switching between desperation and delicateness, hands desperately claw at the ground below and leave faint marks, as if Drake is trying to keep from unintentionally slipping off the edge of the metaphorical cliff Jim sees fit to tease him with. Not yet... Not until Jim says to.

Not until they’ve made certain Drake is ripe with his pups...

❝  Y-Yes... Yes, Daddy....  ❞  He finally manages to speak, ass desperately pushing into Jim’s hips as the pace starts to slow once more, Drake feeling the blinding-bliss of release abruptly yanked away from him again. As frustrating as it is— Drake whimpering pathetically as the knots in his stomach grow tighter —he’d be a liar is he claimed that he wasn’t relieved that he can continue to be bred by his mate. Voice cracking as he fights to form words, it trembles in tandem with his body,  ❝  Pl-Please— PLEASE, Daddy! I want your pups!  ❞  

Crying out, Drake indulges in a kink he never knew he had... and it’s incredible.  ❝  I want it so bad! F-Fill me... Breed me...  ❞  Were he in a clearer state of mind, he’d be dying of embarrassment from everything he’s saying. Everything he’s doing, tail firmly upright to present his reddened ass as much as it can for his mate to use as he sees fit. But enveloped in a reality that only consists of this moment, of this FEELING, he couldn’t care less.     「 ☆ 」 

#(( i wasnt sure where to tag this; so i just used That Blog - but obvs feel free to ignore )) #(( i couldnt Not answer this shit dfklngdfjkgd )) #ducktales-wco-oo #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ❞ ¦ 「 Drake IC 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ꜱᴛᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴇꜱᴛ; ᴛᴏᴏ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜɪᴅᴇ ❞ ◌ ᴡᴇʀᴇᴅᴜᴄᴋ ᴀᴜ: ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴀɴɪᴏɴ ¦ 「 Drake 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ❞ ¦ 「 Jim Starling/Negaduck 」 #officialdarkwingduck #♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ɪꜱ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʟᴜɴᴄʜʙᴏx ❞ ¦ 「 Drake and Jim 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ᴅɪᴄᴋᴛᴀʟᴇꜱ-ᴡᴄᴏ-ᴏᴏ ❞ ¦ 「 NSFW-Lemon 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ꜱᴜʀᴇ ❞ ¦ 「 Answer 」 #⭒ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ˗ˏˋ ❝ ꜱᴡᴏᴏᴘꜱ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ ❞ ¦ 「 Queue 」 #(( *crawls out from the Depths of Hell to put this shit down and then disappears again* ))

[magichcuse]

This is the photograph btw, featuring an experimental art style— Zanna belongs to @ducktales-wco-oo

#{behind the magic} | ooc #mun's art #vivian tag #ducktales-wco-oo #《 i like how it looks on Zanna but Vivian looks off for whatever reason 》

[rednephew]

@ducktales-wco-oo said ;; ❝  can i stay with you tonight?  i don’t wanna go home yet.  ❞ - (( Jayden ))

✧ — ⋆ Huey looks up, surprise on his face as he looks over to Jayden. The other boy looks tired. Or maybe sad? Huey can’t tell, he’s never been good at that sort of thing, not by a long shot.

Either way, he would have expected the other boy to want to get home. It’s been a long day. He must be tired. But maybe that’s not the problem.

Huey nods his head, standing up from the floor and offering a hand out to Jayden to help him up. He offers a small smile, a bit unsure just around the edges.

“ Of course. You can sleep in my room if you want. Or on the couch. Whichever you’re more comfortable with. ” He doesn’t want to impose bed sharing on Jayden if he doesn’t want that.

#✧ — ⋆ i’m not good at imagination stuff okay?! ; ic #✧ — ⋆ jayden ; ducktales wco oo

[peachpitocs]

@ducktales-wco-oo said:

When Jayden wakes up in the middle of the night, they don’t think twice about carefully easing out of Carroll’s embrace and slinking their way down to the kitchen. There’s always a fuck ton of food in this house and oftentimes a fuck ton of NONE where he’s staying for the moment. So nabbing a quick bite doesn’t seem like a problem. Carroll doesn’t mind it, and his opinion is the only one who’s matters. It’s not like his parents are ever really around to notice shit anywa—

❝ Oh shit. ❞ Jayden says with a small start, noticing the silhouette of a woman hunkered down at a table, books and papers surrounding her even at this time of night. Resting a hand on his chest, they will their heart to steady from that small unexpected spike of adrenaline… Well, shit. They hadn’t planned on meeting Carroll’s mom tonight. Or possibly ever. Or like this. But looks like that’s how things are going.

❝ Uh… I was just… stealing some of your food. ❞ Jayden awkwardly begins, joke falling flat from nerves as they flash an uncertain smile. ❝ Don’t worry though, heh- I’m not like, some random kid who broke into your house. ❞ Yeah, THAT’S a normal thing to say. ❝ I know Carroll. He’s actually one of my best friends— ❞ Technically Louie is his best friend, but that’s because he’s pretty sure crushes don’t count. Makes it kinda unfair to put anyone else up against the special way Carroll makes him feel. But saying Carroll is anything LESS than a ‘best’ friend feels wrong too. ❝ And I was just… chilling here for the night. ❞

❝ … Honestly, I didn’t think anyone else was even home. ❞ - (*nudges a boi meeting his future momther-in-law for the First Time*)

Laurel wonders sometimes why she assigns long, in depth essays like this. The students are hardly thrilled to write them, and grading them takes ages. That's what she gets for being an English professor, she figures. And she loves it, really, she does, even if it keeps her up, working by lamplight in the kitchen so she doesn't wake her son and husband. Not that her husband is home. She chooses to believe he's working, too.

She's tired enough that her reaction to a child entering the room is delayed, but not so tired that she forgets to smile. First impressions are important, especially when it comes to people who matter to Carroll.

"Don't worry, sweetie. I know he has friends over sometimes. Did you not get to eat tonight? I can make you something." She stands and makes her way over to the kid, taking in their frame, their style, their awkward but clearly well meaning energy.

"I'm Laurel. Carroll's mom. You can call me whatever you want. Laurel, Mrs. Downy, Mom." She laughs, scattered but light. "And you're... don't tell me."

Okay. Cots has been on all of Carroll's sports teams. He's taller than this, she thinks, and he's got the dorky, handsome father. Yeah, she knows Cots. Which means this is either Jayden or Arya, and from what she's heard, Jayden isn't just a friend. Jayden hovers in that weird space that makes Carroll's eyes light up and his face flush and his hands get all fidgety, even if he won't admit it yet.

When she checked on him earlier, he had his chin tucked over this kid's head and his arms wrapped tight around them, a sleepy smile on his face. She would hate to assume and get it wrong, but...

"Jayden? Carroll's told me all about you. I think I might know more about you than I do about him at this point!

"You want a grilled cheese sandwich? Or something else? I can make you whatever you want, as long as it's Kosher. And you can turn on the lights, if you want. I think Carroll's tired enough that he won't wake up."

#laurel downy // ic #laurel downy // answered #ducktales wco oo #starring ducktales wco oo as jayden #long post cw

[tournesolette]

❪ @ducktales-wco-oo​​ ❫    “Did you know you were adopted? It’s true.” - (( Jayden @ Arya ))

" I am going to pick you up. Find the nearest church, tie you up, and leave you in a basket on their doorstep, and you can try a round two at getting adopted. Kay? "

Arya loves him so much.

She's sure another family would as well.

#❪ ⋅ ◆ ⋆ — arya p. ┊ ❛ ic. ❜ ❫ #❪ ⋅ ◆ ⋆ — jayden. ┊ ❛ ducktales wco oo. ❜ ❫ #❪ ⋅ ◆ ⋆ — arya verse. ┊ ❛ ducktales 2017 ❜ ❫

[tunnagan]

❝  W-Wait... Where are you goin'?  ❞  Fethry says, hastily letting go of Gram's hand and rushing out of the front door when he sees Abner leaving. Stumbling in his haste, the little loon-duckling nearly falls, arms flailing and tiny body barely able to regain balance. Breathing out a sigh of relief, Fethry looks up at his brother with curious eyes,  ❝  Are we leavin' already? I wanna stay at Gram's longer....  ❞  

Not bothering to hide his disappointment, he lightly bounces in place and pleads,  ❝  Can't we play here a little more? Please?  ❞  -  ( *tosses bby Fethry at Abner* time for a lad to live at Elvira's  :3  ) | @ducktales-wco-oo​

Abner winces at the sound of Fethry’s voice before steeling himself to face his little brother. He hoped that he could get out before his brother noticed, but luck isn’t ever quite on his side. But he can’t care for Ma and look after Fethry, no matter how much he wants to and he knows Gram understands that. He kneels down to his brother’s level, taking Fethry’s face in his hands.

“You can keep playing here, Feth.” His voice comes out less steady than he wants. “I... I can’t bring you home with me. Not yet. Maybe when I get Ma settled and she starts getting better we can talk about it, but Gram can take care of you like you deserve. Do you understand?”

#ducktaleswcooo #interaction | abner #so this hurts #also to the dash: lemme know if you need me to tag this as something #bc it might get heavy