#fenro week

[fenroweek2023]

Welcome to Fenro Week 2023!!

Like last year we have 2-3 prompts per day, so you can choose which prompt you want to use, or if you want to do them all! The days are spaced out to happen every other day, to give you more time to get each one done! This event will go from September 25th-October 7th.

Day 1 (September 25th)- Work / Invention / Famous

Day 2 (September 27th)- Family, Healing / Beginnings, Future

Day 3 (September 29th)- Favorite Activity / Best Canon Interaction

Day 4 (October 1st)- Height Difference / Personality Difference

Day 5 (October 3rd)- Hispanic Heritage Month/Culture🇨🇺

Day 6 (October 5th)- Domestic / Proposal, Wedding / Separated

Day 7 (October 7th)- Halloween / AU / Free Day

Entries will be reblogged here, and don't worry if you're late! Tag it at #fenro week or #fenro week 2023 so we can find your post!

If you have any questions, let us know! :D

#gyro gearloose #fenton cabrera #fenton crackshell cabrera #fenton x gyro #fenro week 2023 #fenro week #fenro #ducktales 2017 #ducktales #duckverse #disney #dt17 #gyro ducktales #fenton ducktales

[wacky-nameless-inventor-24]

It’s fall!! 🍂🎃☕️

For day 3 of fenro week (@fenroweek2023)- Favorite activity! They like to go on long walks and talking.

Background + closeup

#Remind me to never draw trees again that took ages ssldlflglgl #Redraw of a sketch from last year!! #Plus I finished it of course #gyro gearloose #fenton crackshell cabrera #fenro #ducktales #ducktales 2017 #dt17 #duckverse #wacky's art #Fenro week #fenro week 2023

[ravenconspiracy]

vengeance

#ducktales #gyro gearloose #fenton crackshell cabrera #scrooge mcduck #dewey duck #fenro week 2023 #I post stuff on my own mysterious time schedule

[georgiarose]

Fenro Week 2023 Prompt 5: Hispanic Heritage Month

The food is too spicy for Gyro 😔

#ducktales #ducktales 2017 #dt17 #fenro #fenton crackshell cabrera #gyro gearloose #the three cabarellos #panchito pistoles #jose carioca #donald duck #duckverse #my art #fenro week 2023

[citricconnor]

Day 04: Height Difference @fenroweek2023

Late again but it's the thought that counts! last drawing of Gyro holding Fenton like a cat only goes on inside his head

#arttag #digital art #ducktales #duckverse #gyro gearloose #fenton crackshell cabrera #fenro #fenro week 2023

[sherbetlemonss]

@fenroweek2023 last day, free prompt !!

Just a rainy day drawing :]

#ducktales #ducktales 2017 #dt17 #ducktales art #ducktales fanart #gyro gearloose #fenton crackshell cabrera #ducktales gyro #ducktales fenton #fenro #fenro week 2023 #my art #art #digital art #fenro week was so fun!! #I really enjoyed it and seeing everyone’s stuff for it !! #I love them #idk if this drawing looks bad it’s quite late rn so.. we’ll see how I feel abt it tomorrow

[rommaru]

Fenro Week 2023 Day 6: Proposal, wedding.

@fenroweek2023

Inspired by @silvernadfics and her latest story Guía definitiva para mudarse con Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera.

As Silver pointed out, Fenton is denser than a black hole which requires Gyro to make bigger and unconventional efforts to take their relationship further.

#fanart #ducktales 2017 #fenro week 2023 #fenro #gyro gearloose #fenton crackshell cabrera #Sorry this is just a messy doodle I wish I could do better rn #Fenton es un pesado en el buen sentido

[predilectionanimation]

Día 4: Diferencia de altura y personalidad.

Ciro parece ser él que tomaría la iniciativa y 'llevaría las riendas' la mayor parte del tiempo, mientras Fenton es más impulsivo y al mismo tiempo tímido en sus avances UwU

Day 4: Height and personality difference.

Gyro seems to be the one who would take the initiative and 'call the shots' most of the time, while Fenton is more impulsive and at the same time shy in his advances UwU

@fenroweek2023

#fenro #fenroweek2023 #Fenro Week 2023 #ciro peraloca #gyro gearloose #fenton crackshell cabrera

[dear-alex-chill]

Day one of @fenroweek2022

Prompt: Character Growth/Orgins

Inspired by this really cool t-shirt design, I highly recommend getting it

#fenro week 2022 #gyro gearloose #ducktales 2017 #ducktales #gyro ducktales #dt gyro #ducktales gyro #fenton crackshell cabrera #fenro #fenton gearloose #ducktales fenton #fenton x gyro

[shychick-52]

Fanfic - Fenro Week 2023

Here is my contribution for Day 2 (Family, Healing/Beginnings, Future) of @fenroweek2023.

It is a direct sequel to my story from last year's Fenro Week, Thank You, taking place immediately where that left off. Doesn't yet have a title XD

Gizmoduck didn’t have the strength in him to rise or open his eyes, let alone continue to fight. Both he and the armor fared poorly after his battle with 2-BO. He didn’t think either of them would survive another attack.

Out of all the opponents he faced, the little robot boy proved his most formidable and dangerous.

As Gizmoduck lay on the pavement in the damaged suit, vulnerable without his helmet- which had been discarded by 2-BO, now cracked and useless beside him (fortunately, Inspector Tezuka had managed to temporarily taser him before he could harm his exposed head or face)- he could feel 2-BO’s shadow suddenly creep over him, blocking out the sun as he loomed high, poised to strike the finishing blow.

No. It can’t end like this. M’ma… Huey… Gyro… all my friends. I’m sorry. I failed everybody.

But then something else moved in directly above him. A voice. Gyro’s voice… unusually earnest and pleading.

“2-BO! You are not evil! You are good!”

To Fenton’s absolute horror, the sound of 2-BO’s rocket thrusters became increasingly audible. He forced open his eyes-

Gyro boldly stood on the hovering platform that had been occupied by Akita only moments ago, standing between the fallen hero and 2-BO, the latter swooping down like a bird of prey upon his victim. And with 2-BO, Fenton’s heart also plummeted.

A million things exploded through his mind at once.

G-Gyro? You…? NO! What are you doing? You’ll be killed!

Blathering blatherskite, I’ve never felt more useless! He willed everything he had to get up and get Gyro out of there, but to no avail.

What even made him change his mind about 2-BO? And I’ve never heard him sound like that before!

He’s… risking his life to s-save me…?

“You’re more than your programming!” Gyro continued to cry out in a desperate bid to get through to his invention, with even more emotion.

Fenton was barely aware of Huey’s presence, tightly gripping the right shoulder of the Gizmoduck armor as he likewise observed the terrifying turn of events.

And yet, an ounce of hope remained. A tiny spark, awaiting the perseverant fanning into a flame.

“Come on, Boyd,” Huey whispered, confirming he felt it too.

Gyro… 2-BO…

The remaining seconds ticked by as if in slow-motion, with no change, almost tauntingly. Fenton was just about to yell out to Gyro to get out of the way, to save himself, when his lanky mentor yelled, voice hitching, “YOU ARE A DEFINITELY. REAL. BOY!”

2-BO dove straight for Gyro’s outstretched arms-

A collective gasp burst out of Fenton, Huey, and also Tezuka, where she held the handcuffed Akita.

-And smashed into him with his ready fist.

The horrified, pained screeches of the little audience seemed to rock the street, a sonic-boom briefly shooting along the wind before it altogether dropped (leaving behind the remnants of an echo), just like-

“GYRO!”

“NO!”

The platform descended, presenting them with the crumpled, bloody form of their friend.

2-BO, meanwhile, was nowhere in sight. He had apparently blasted off elsewhere. But even though the rest of the city was doomed, all Fenton could think about was Gyro.

“Dr. Gearloose?” Huey wept, kneeling over him.

He carefully examined his vitals, before hoarsely exclaiming “He’s- he’s g-gone!”

The ever-loyal Lil Bulb slowly emerged from the inside pocket of Gyro’s vest, collapsing on his inventor’s unmoving chest in a pool of crimson. Half his bulb was completely cracked, broken, exposing the dented filament. His limbs were a mangled mess, right leg and left arm uselessly dangling by thread-like wiring. A slow, disjointed series of buzzes and whirrrrs rose.

Fenton wrestled his way out of the armor, crawling to Gyro’s side. “Oh, Dr. Gearloose… Gyro. I’m so sorry. I’m so very sorry,” he whispered, shaking with the fervency of his own sobs, which surpassed even Huey’s. He gingerly cradled his upper body to him, stroking his matted, stained feathers. He looked so small in Fenton’s lap, and his glasses and hat were lost, making him look twice as vulnerable.

With Akita safely locked in the Inspector’s car, she too approached the scene. Her countenance was a mix of grim, furious, and forlorn as she removed her hat, eyes squeezed shut and teeth clenched.

Every one of Gyro’s organs and ribs had to be shattered. As it was, both arms were bent and twisted in gruesomely unnatural positions. And only then did Fenton catch the edge of naked bone stabbing clean through the right elbow.

Fighting the mounting tsunami of nausea, he quickly ordered Huey not to look.

It didn’t deter Fenton from his unexplainable burning need to hold Gyro close as though he might never let go, to protect him. An unstoppable torrent of hot, thick tears gushed down his face, splashing onto Gyro’s.

He was overcome with the most disconcerting sensation of detachment from reality, from time, from his own body, leaving him wracked with the agony of a gaping, hollowed-out cavity in his own chest where a crushing heaviness took residence.  

Minutes later, the reverberating blast of plasma fire in their direct vicinity was all but lost on Fenton like background din.

What immediately followed without a beat- Gyro disintegrating into literal nothingness- was not.

The windows to Fenton’s soul snapped, stretched to their capacity. He could see his own tears being flung away, tiny crystal-like fragments, again in almost slow-motion. It was a wonder his mind was in any condition to process this unspeakable new development. A raw, unearthly scream wrenched from his throat as he stared at the empty space in his arms where he could still perfectly see Gyro.

He forced himself to face the direction of the onslaught. The Moonlander general stood mere feet away, smoking blaster in hand. He wore a smile colder than any new Ice Age he once tried to usher in over Earth.

“That one,” Lunaris said, “was not a clone.”

The laughter of Akita sounded in the distance, high and cruel.

***

Fenton gave a violent jolt, unceremoniously dumped into a strange new realm of awareness.

He choked harsh, frenzied gulps of breath in and out as he hugged himself in practically a death-grip. His sights erratically pinballed.

Finally, his focus returned, allowing him to calm down and retrieve his bearings. He was on the Sunchaser/Cloudslayer (piloted by Lil Bulb) with Gyro, Huey, and 2-B- Boyd, bound for home after their adventure in Tokyolk.

An adventure that resulted in Gyro confronting his and Boyd’s connected pasts, learning the incredible truth behind them, confronting his cruel old mentor, emotionally reconciling and embracing his long-lost ‘child’- not his greatest failure after all, but rather his greatest achievement- and acknowledging and promoting Fenton (even though his new status was only honorary, since he hadn’t earned his doctorate yet, the gesture from Gyro was genuine and meant the world to Fenton). And it looked like- at least, Fenton dearly hoped- the beginning of a real friendship between him and Gyro.

Fenton made his gaze deeply drink in the sight of his friends, including Boyd. Gyro was safe, and all of them were still sound asleep. Gyro sat to the right of him, followed by Boyd, then Huey.

But his chance to sink into a much-needed sigh of relief was short-lived. To his alarm, Gyro began to release loud, broken whimpers; writhing, his entire face contorted in agony.

“Gyro?” Fenton whispered, tentatively touching his shoulder. Should he wake him or leave him be? His first instinct was the former, but at the same time, he wasn’t sure if being suddenly woken would be a shock to his system in the state he was already in.

Only three undecided seconds went by when Gyro’s nightmare spat him out first, gasping and trembling like Fenton had.

“Dr. Gearloose!” Keeping his voice low, Fenton gently pulled Gyro against him, cocooning him in a protective embrace that reminded him of the dream. He rubbed circles against his back, fleetingly wondering if he would think Fenton was taking advantage of his grudging acceptance of being hugged earlier (he did say it was a “just-for-today thing”, but still).

Finally, he could feel Gyro’s heart- pressed against his own- begin to slow down, resuming a normal rhythm, his breaths coming in like the softening laps of the tide after a great wave.

“Are you all right?” Fenton asked. He eased himself off Gyro, still tightly watching him.

And that’s when he saw the tears staining Gyro’s face. How hadn’t he noticed them right away? And that’s when he saw the tears staining Gyro’s face, glistening in a patch of moonlight. How hadn’t he noticed them right away? The fresh remainder pooled in the corners of Gyro's eyes, before escaping and chasing each other down.

But that wasn’t the most surprising thing. It was the way Gyro stared right back at him in what could only be described as a cocktail of leftover terror and sheer relief. Though not exactly the kind of relief one normally feels at realizing what they experienced was just a dream, because his gaze was distinctly focused. There was something more there.

Gyro exhaled tremulously, pressing his fingers against his temple.

“Dr. Gearloose? I don’t mean to pry, but do you want to talk about it? I don’t know what you dreamt about, but I think I understand how you’re feeling right now. Believe it or not, I just had a nightmare myself.”

“…You did?” Gyro quietly asked with a slight frown. It was difficult to read his reaction. Curious? Surprised? Concerned…?

Fenton nodded. “It was the most realistic, terrifying one I’ve ever had, and I’ve had some pretty intense ones. Anyway, I’m sorry, Dr. Gearloose- I don’t mean to make it all about me. But I understand if you don’t want to-”

“Do… um, you want to talk about it?”

He couldn’t believe it. Gyro was offering to listen? And what was more, he sounded genuine. This was the man who had little patience for simple conversation! When he gave Fenton his promotion, he told him that he was going to treat him with respect and support from now on, but he wasn’t expecting such a milestone so soon.

Fenton was touched. In his already emotional state, it was difficult to keep from crying.

But… was he comfortable sharing this nightmare with Gyro- would Gyro even be comfortable hearing about it- since it concerned him, not to mention its intensity?

“You don’t have to, of course,” Gyro added a touch awkwardly, seeing his hesitation, “but I-”

“It was about you.”

An incoherent noise of disbelief tumbled out of the other scientist.

After a quick glance at the still sleeping kids (as Boyd’s sleep-mode worked similarly to a person’s, he could be awakened by external stimuli), Fenton told Gyro everything. Once he started, he found the words just poured out, unable to stop even if he really wanted to.

Including describing what his death did to him.

Only when he nearly finished did he realize Gyro looked like a course of electricity had coursed through his veins and left him stunned.

Fenton concluded, biting his lip, “I truly felt like nothing would ever be ok again.”

“I- but- you-” whispered Gyro.

“Gyro?”

“I… had the same dream, minus the Moonlander. Only, you were the one 2-B- I mean, Boyd attacked. I was too late to move in, it all happened so fast. One minute, I spotted you injured on the ground from your fight with him, then-”

He swallowed, paling. “It was- it was the most- I was too blathering late! I always knew I should have gone above Scrooge’s head and scrapped the armor a long time ago, or even refused to make the new model for you in the first place! If you hadn’t stolen the original- if I’d never even developed Project Blatherskite- you would’ve still been alive! Do you have any idea how difficult it was finding you unconscious in the old prototype armor before I fired you for being a reckless danger to yourself and others? Or what it was like when I heard you were hospitalized after your temporary gig as Waddleduck, you noble, self-sacrificing idiot? Or every single time you have to leave the lab to go Gizmoducking and I’m left wondering if you’re going to return in one piece, or at all?”

Gyro…

Gyro breathed heavily. “I always knew Gizmoduck would end in another 'Tokyolk incident', only it wasn’t only my reputation I was terrified of losing all over again,” he said. Some of the vehemency of his tirade had dissipated, but the earnestness remained. “I was so conflicted about how much like my former self you w- are.”

Fenton caught how he hastily corrected himself there, as though he still had one foot stuck in the dream.

“I liked and hated that. I… I know it’s no excuse, but maybe part of the reason I was so tough on you was because- well, as cliché as it sounds, I truly always did believe in you both as a scientist and a hero- but also because, at the same time, I wanted to squash that naivete and bright-eyed over-optimism before it ended up destroying you like it did to me or literally. And it isn’t easy for me to admit, but I was wrong, Dr. Inter- Fenton. The truth is,” he murmured, “I never saw just how much I cared about you until the minute I spotted you helpless on the ground today, about to be attacked by poor, corrupted Boyd.”

That was exactly what gave Fenton the same revelation before he and Gyro fell asleep earlier. But to hear Gyro actually tell him that...

“You risked your life to save me,” Fenton said for the second time since they'd been on the plane back home. He gave his shoulder a firm squeeze. “I really won't ever forget that. And I care about you too, Gyro, very much." Maybe it was redundant to say so after already explaining the impact his own dream had on him, but it seemed necessary.

The ghost of a smile crossed Gyro’s face.

“You know,” said Fenton thoughtfully, “I’ve always considered you, me, Lil Bulb, Manny, even Huey- and now Boyd- a family. Team Science. And after everything that’s happened today, I can safely say I feel that way even more strongly.”

“I can live with that,” Gyro replied, the smile returning in the form of a good-natured smirk as he rolled his eyes. “And we all may be misfits, but, well, you’re my misfits.”

#fenro week 2023 #fenro #gyro gearloose #fenton crackshell cabrera #ducktales #ducktales 2017 #fanfic

[forfuckssakejim]

Day 3 of @fenroweek2023!!!

#shut up jim #fenro week 2023 #jim writes

[fenroweek2023]

Fenro Week 2022!~

Alright folks, we've finally got this put together! We have two to three prompts a day, and it's up to you to decide which ones you want to use!

This year, Fenro Appreciation Week will take a little bit of a turn and now be over an extended period of time to give more people a chance to participate on more days! Fenro week will be from September 23 to October 8th!

Day 1- Character Growth/Gizmoduck/Tolkyolk

Day 2- Vacation/Family/Stargazing

Day 3- Swapped Roles/Science

Day 4- Singing/Music/Favorite Trope

Day 5- Hispanic Heritage Month/Culture 🇨🇺

Day 6- Halloween/AU

Entries will be reblogged here, and don't worry if you're late! Tag it at #fenro week or #fenro week 2022 so we can find your post!

If you have any questions, let us know! :D

#gyro gearloose #fenton cabrera #fenton crackshell cabrera #fenton x gyro #fenro week 2022 #fenro week #fenro #ducktales 2017 #ducktales #duckverse #disney #dt17 #gyro ducktales #fenton ducktales

[wacky-nameless-inventor-24]

New family picture 🥺

For day 2 of fenro week (@fenroweek2023)- family, healing / beginnings, future!

#belovedssssss #gyro gearloose #fenton crackshell cabrera #fenro #b.o.y.d. #b.o.y.d. gearloose #Boyd gearloose #lil bulb #lil’ bulb #ducktales #ducktales 2017 #dt17 #duckverse #wacky's art #fenro week #fenro week 2023

[wizardbronla]

Fenro week 2022 prompt 3

(Also I just realized I screwed up the prompt order, but enjoy anways!)

Gyro was in a very rotten mood. Fenton knew it, Lil’ Bulb knew it. Hell, at this point? The whole building probably knew it.

Why was Gyro in a horrid mood? Well, he was being forced to head to Hawkaii for a Science conference the next day.

Most people would be thrilled to be going to Hawkaii for free, but Fenton knew that Gyro hated missing work. It was probably because of Gyro’s anxiety, but he wasn’t quite sure.

Fenton felt pretty guilty, and he knew why. The truth was, there was no actual conference in Hawkaii. Fenton had planned the whole thing, and with the help of Mr. McDuck, they had successfully tricked Gyro into taking a relaxing vacation.

Now all Fenton had to do was get through the rest of the day without accidentally spilling his secret.

Easy, right?

—

Against all the odds of his slippery tongue, Fenton made it through the day with only a few close calls.

Getting Gyro to actually leave the lab, however, was becoming the difficult part.

“Hey, Gy? We’ve got an early morning start tomorrow, and we need to get us and Boyd all packed. So…maybe we should head home now?” Fenton said cautiously.

Gyro just grumbled and didn’t move.

“Gyro.” Fenton said, losing patience. “It’s late. We really need to go.”

The chicken moved swiftly and angrily, grabbing his coat and leaving the lab without a word.

Fenton sighed. This…might be harder than he thought.

He followed Gyro, however it was difficult because he was walking fast and Gyro had very long legs.

When they got to their car, Gyro got into the passenger seat and slammed the door with full force. Fenton was surprised the window didn’t break.

The entire ride home was silent, and the fury emanating from Gyro was palpable.

Fenton sat quietly, with his head in his hand, staring out at the stars. He knew that Gyro got like this sometimes, but…it didn’t make it hurt any less that he didn’t want to go on a vacation with Fenton and Boyd.

He just had to be patient.

—-

When the car finally pulled into the driveway, Gyro turned off the ignition, and sighed with his head in his hands.

Neither the chicken nor the duck made a move to get out of the car.

Fenton was about to say something, before Gyro finally said, “I hate airplanes.”

Fenton balked. “What?”

“I always have. It’s gotten worse since the Library of Alexandria. I thought…I thought I was going to die, so soon after getting my son back.” Gyro confessed quietly.

Fenton felt a huge wave of guilt wash over him. He didn’t know…but now that he did, he was going to fix it.

“Gy?” Fenton said meekly, ready to confess everything.

Gyro took his glasses off and rubbed his eyes. “And the stupid thing is, I’ve always wanted to go to Hawkaii.”

Fentons words fizzled out on his tongue. Gyro wanted to go to Hawkaii?

No one spoke for a few more seconds, until Fenton said, “Hey, I have an idea.”

—-

Fenton stepped out onto the deck of The Selene, Donald’s houseboat just before sunrise.

Donald had graciously allowed Gyro, Fenton, and Boyd to borrow it for their trip to Hawkaii, on the stipulation that he and Daisy got to tag along for the boat ride.

Fenton and Gyro were more than alright with that, as neither of them knew how to sail a ship.

Fenton drew in a deep breath of the salty ocean air, and only startled a little bit when long arms wrapped around him.

“Thank you, Fen.” Gyro whispered softly into his ear.

“Of course, Carinõ.” Fenton whispered back.

They cuddled comfortably for a few minutes, the only sound being the waves against the boat.

“You know, I knew from the very start that there was no science conference.” Gyro said, snapping Fenton back to reality.

Fenton could feel his beak and neck turn bright red. “Oh…you, uh, you did?”

Gyro chuckled softly and leaned his head on Fenton’s shoulder. “You and Mr. McDuck are both terrible liars.”

Fenton exhaled slowly. “Geez, I’m sorry, Gy. I-“

Gyro cut him off. “Sorry? I should be the one apologizing. I was such a jerk about it.”

Fenton reached back and ran his hand through Gyro’s perfectly tamed bangs. “How about we forget about everything that happened, and go make some breakfast? I’m sure there’s a small parrot that will wake up soon and be very hungry.”

Gyro gave a small chuckle. It was music to Fenton’s ears. “That sounds perfect, Fen.”

Fenton smiled. “Pancakes?”

Gyro grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the kitchen.

“Definitely.”

Thanks to @fenroweek2022 for the prompt!

#ducktales #ducktales 2017 #fenro week 2022 #fanfiction #@fenroweek2022

[georgiarose]

Fenro Week 2023 Prompt 1: Work

@fenroweek2023

#fenro #gyro gearloose #fenton crackshell cabrera #ducktales #ducktales 2017 #dt17 #duckverse #Fenro Week 2023 #my art

[citricconnor]

Day 07: AU @fenroweek2023

Really late but i had to finish all of the prompts! This one was very fun to work on The AU is just space but they're rivals, maybe i'll make a post talking about it :3c

#arttag #digital art #ducktales #duckverse #gyro gearloose #fenton crackshell cabrera #fenro #fenro week 2023