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thezoe611 · 25 days
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Don't ask, I've had this idea in my head for WEEKS, so I decided to make these drawings in my free time^^'
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Here are two versions, because I never decided on the color of Negaduck ^^'
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michimonie · 4 months
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A superhero duck painting I did a while back. This was definitely a rush job. Two weeks is not an okay deadline for 7 ducks while doing a full-time job, lol.
I'm not okay with how Gizmoduck turned out, which is why I'm not including him in the separate images. If you want to see a better painting of Gizmoduck 2023, check out the Darkwing Comics by Dynamite, or my Gizmoduck Timeline.
I also updated the Darkwing 2023 and added that version instead of the old one.
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ducktoonsfanart · 22 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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wolfman-al · 10 months
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Villians beware! There are now two avengers of the night!
...Or not. Some crossovers are too strange even for the 1990s.
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meerkatp · 25 days
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Some older (13) Gos sketches/ concepts.
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Note: Something that can't really be convayed in a simple sketch is that her feathers are now light brown instead of pale yellow. (I headcanon her as a actuall mallard lol
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writebackatya · 1 year
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Gandra: {looking over some blueprints that Gosalyn has drawn} …So let me guess this straight. You want me to use my nanite technology to build you these homing electric shock arrows for your crossbow?
Gosalyn: Pretty much. Besides out of all the nerds my dad knows, you seem like the only one who’d be down to make this for me.
Gandra: Well you’re wrong there. If you even think I’d use my time and skills to develop dangerous weapons for someone your age y- {makes sure that Fenton and Gyro are not looking}
Gandra: {whispers} Do you have cash?
Gosalyn: I have venmo
Gandra: Great. Right now I’m airdropping you my prices
Gosalyn: …I think I’ll go for the full-set
Gandra: Excellent choice. I’ll throw in a few bonus arrows since you’re a first time customer
Goslayn: Sweet. How long is this gonna take?
Gandra: About half an hour. {raises her voice} I am walking you out of Dr. Gearloose’s lab MYSELF so I know you won’t cause any trouble!
Gandra: {whispers as they walk to the elevator} Meet me under the bridge in about forty five minutes, we’ll test them out there
Gosalyn: Right.
Gandra: And if you could send the money within the next half hour that’d be great
Gosalyn: {goes on her phone as she enters the elevator} Got it..
Gandra: {checks her phone} …
Gosalyn: You’ll get the rest when I know I’m satisfied with product
Gandra: {nods in approval as the door closes}
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Ok imagine this. Time and Punishment but this time Launchpad believes Darkwing has been killed and becomes the tyrant known as Launchwarrior.
Drake basically replaces Gosalyn and helps his now older daughter the quivering quack with her trusty sidekick Honker ( who she definitely doesn't have feelings for 😏)
Together Darkwing and Quivering must defeat Launchwarrior and help Darkwing get back home before it's too late.
Not sure how it will play out but I think it could work. LP is kinda protective over DW and I'm sure he would also lose it. If he lost the love of his life.
What do you guys think 🤔
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illiardbilliard · 2 years
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Miscellaneous concepts/art for my Darkwing Duck reboot idea.
(Check out my other Darkwing posts for more context/characterization)
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bbowlingball · 7 months
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im trying to practice
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rubbersoles19 · 1 year
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Diver as Quiverwing.
Diver won't ever appear as Quiverwing in the series, but astute fans will remember that when Drake was playing Darkwing as a kid, Diver was playing Quiverwing, so I wanted to play around with a design. You can see how this later influenced the Keen Gear designs.
Plus I just wanted to draw more Diver with his racing stripes.
Please reblog on Tumblr, but do not repost to anywhere else ♥️
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moonbeam-dragon · 2 years
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Haven't Aged A Day
Moonrise! Have some actual plot. I realized the mutants were immortal so I thought of this. Tw: Angst, past character death, sadness.
“Old St .Canard. Good to see it’s still standing,” Bushroot said, sighing at the familiar sight. He stood on the other side of Audubon Bay, gazing at the glittering city. Unless Ammonia Pine was still around, ruling the city, it was not under any villain’s control. The sun would set in about an hour. It might have been soon for the two of them to be there, but they doubted they’d be spotted. The plant-duck turned to Liquidator. “Shall we go?”
The water dog gazed out at the city a moment longer, watching how the bay glinted in the sunlight. Then he turned to his companion. “Of course. We shouldn’t be a moment late for our company reunion!”
The pair of mutants walked across the hill. They were by the edge of the forest, where they could view the city, but only got a glimpse of the bridge. It had been five years since they’d last visited, but the place had hardly changed. Though, they didn’t get a look from the inside, so society could be corrupt and they’d never know.
Bushroot clutched the knapsack slung over his shoulder, making sure it was still there and safe. For extra assurance, he unclipped it and reached a leaf in, and when he felt his precious cargo in there, he sighed and withdrew his arm. He clipped the knapsack again and continued clutching the strap.
Liquidator looked at his friend, sensing his apprehension. He didn’t know what to say. Ironically enough, it felt like his throat went dry whenever they did this. He just put a wet hand on his companion’s back, hoping the physical assurance would be enough.
When they made it to their meeting point, the silence got thicker. Both of the men stopped in their tracks. Still feeling unsure about what to do. They stood there. The only sounds were those of the waves and breeze. Bushroot stared at the flowerbeds they were now next to. He finally moved, going to kneel by them. “I’m glad to see they’re all still here.” There were two collections of flowers. One was a patch of sunflower-like plants, though they were only six inches tall and the centers were dark yellow. They gave off a soft glow that could hardly be seen in the daylight. The other patch next to it had roses, each one splitting into two blossoms, one red and one purple. There were eight of each flower there.
“Indeed. With the trees behind us to shield them from weather, they have insurance from water damage,” Liquidator told him proudly. “Not to mention the nature of their defense allows them a one hundred percent no-picking guarantee!”
Bushroot took off the knapsack and set it next to him. “Well that wasn’t intentional when we designed them. Just convenient.” He reached into the knapsack and pulled out two seeds. One was a long, cylindrical one, almost resembling a battery. The other was a near-perfect sphere that had several bright colors on it. “Hey, Megavolt. Hey, Quackerjack. Hope you haven’t been bored while you were waiting,” he said, half-joking. He buried the battery seed with the sun-flower patch, and the sphere with the double roses. Liquidator knelt by him and set his hands on each newly-dug spot, and they lost form as he gave water to the seeds. Bushroot put his leaves over the other’s paws, giving life force to the flowers. Within a minute, the flowers poked out of the dirt, then grew upwards, then budded, then bloomed into full flowers. They mutants withdrew their hands, and moved to sit on the other side of the rose bed.
Liquidator stared at the flowers, his eyes soon trailing up to the stones behind each patch. They’d been made roughly, but were beautiful in a way. Moss was growing up the sides, the engraving having been worn by rain and time. “Time got your memorial stones filthy and faded?” he said, breaking the silence and making Bushroot start. “Try Liquidator cleaning services!” He carefully brushed his hands over the stones, taking away the dirt and moss. Then the stones read clearly:
HERE LIES MEGAVOLT. VILLAIN, LIBERATOR OF ELECTRIC APPLIANCES, COMPLETE LOON, LOYAL ALLY.
and:
HERE LIES QUACKERJACK. VILLAIN, MASTER OF TOY MAKING, CRACKED NUT, PASSIONATE ALLY.
When Bushroot and Liquidator had first carved them, they didn’t bother using their legal names. They’d chosen their villain personas, and had abandoned their old ways. They were going to let it stay that way. Bushroot sighed deeply, hugging his knees as he gazed at the city. They’d chosen this spot for the graves so they could look upon the city as if they owned it, from the top of a hill.
“You’d think by now, this would feel a little more real,” Bushroot mused.
Liquidator settled next to him, putting a watery arm around his shoulders. “I know what you mean,” he said, dropping his slogans considering the mood. “Everytime we’re here, I half expect them to be standing there, laughing at our shocked faces.”
Bushroot snickered at the thought. “They were always unhinged. Broken sense of humor for sure.” He might have a heart attack and a meltdown if that happened. But by Gaia, would he be glad if it did.
There was a long silence again, with just the four of them in and on the hill. It was just the same as five years ago today, and five years before that, and so on. On this day, every five years, they came to visit the city and their friends. It was the anniversary of their deaths. It brought both men to uncharacteristic solemnity. Every visit, they’d add a flower to each grave, watch the sunset, say their goodbyes again, and leave. They wouldn’t let anyone see them. It was supposed to be like that tonight. They were so focused on the sunset and trying to feel someone with them, they didn’t notice someone was with them. They heard no footsteps, no gasps, and no rustling. They only heard when a dusty, though spirited voice revealed itself, “Keen gear…”
The mutants turned at the sudden interruption, facing someone they didn’t expect. There was an elderly woman standing there, staring at them. She was tall, especially for her age. She was also in good shape, thin but not frail. She had wrinkled, yellow-brown feathers. Her hair was a mix of red and white, making it seem pink, and pulled back in a tight bun. Her emerald green eyes were that of a teenager, full of spirit and youth her body didn’t have. She wore a green blouse and purple cardigan. Her words and that look in her eyes were familiar to them. She recognized them, it was clear. But what did they expect? They were infamous supervillains. Of course she knew them.
“Stay back!” Bushroot said, standing and holding his hands out in a hollow threat. He wasn’t going to hit an old woman. Even before they gave up major crime, he wouldn’t have. “Did you follow us?”
The woman crossed her arms. “I was on a walk. Patrolling the perimeter in case I saw anything, you know?” she said, walking closer, clearly unfazed. She was definitely familiar. When the mutants looked her up and down, she huffed. “Now don’t tell me you two don’t remember me.” She pulled her arms back, one drawn farther like she was holding a taut string. “I am the hero who gives the crooks the shaft!”
The two criminals stared at her in disbelief. It makes you feel old when a wrinkled, white-haired person is so much younger than you. “Quiverwing Quack!” Liquidator said, earning a nod and finger-guns from the other. “It has been decades since our last exchange. How fairs yourself and the city?”
Quiverwing sighed, gazing out at St. Canard, which the sun was setting over now. “I’ve been well. It’s still never boring around here, that’s for sure. You wouldn’t believe some of these new super criminals,” she said, as if she were catching up with old friends. “But it’s not under the rule of a psychotic villain.”
Bushroot and Liquidator knew what she was referring to instantly. Negaduck’s last attempt to take over the world, the same day their teammates had kicked the bucket. Bushroot shuddered at that, finally letting his guard down. If he knew Quiverwing, she would still take them down. But she didn’t seem to want that. “The Liquidator inquires: what other criminals have taken up the business?”
Quiver sat on the other side of Megavolt’s grave. “Oh, let me think. There’s Encore, she’s a singer and a thief. Kindle, some chick with a fiery personality. Dickie, a tech-savvy gold digger. Pinceau, who I think is Splatter Phoenix’s son. And Druvish, who’s really just never growing out of his goth phase.”
“Like your father?” Bushroot joked. It had been revealed years ago that Quiverwing and Darkwing were kin, though nobody had learned their names. “How is he?”
Quiverwing looked down at the bay. “Oh, he…”
Bushroot stared, waiting for her to finish, before realizing she wouldn’t. He was completely unprepared for the pang that hit him. Sure, he hated Darkwing Duck, and wanted to kill him, but he was also a prominent person in his life. Despite having been cut off from Darkwing for years, it saddened him to learn this. “I am so sorry,” he said, wishing that could begin to cut it. “I am so terribly sorry.”
Quiver shook her head. “Hey, don’t be sorry! I’m surprised he lasted as long as he did, really. With all the injuries he took, the doctors said he wouldn’t make it to sixty. He only passed seven years ago.”
That would make him.. Bushroot didn’t know. He’d lost track of years. Liquidator seemed to have a better time putting it together. “If we would have known, we would have visited the last time we were in the vicinity, and offered our condolences.”
Quiver waved a hand. “Don’t bother with pity. We’re all fine, really. Besides, if you showed your faces in there-” she put a hand out towards St. Canard, “You’d be arrested big time.” She sighed, folding her arms around her knees. “I miss him. So much. But at least he went out peacefully, in his sleep. But I imagine he was dreaming that he saved St. Canard. He was too stubborn to go out any other way.”
“That he was,” Liquidator declared. “Conceded, egotistical, stubborn, and devoted. Qualities like this are exactly what employers look for in a huge thorn in our sides.”
Bushroot glared at him. “Don’t talk like that about the deceased. It’s rude!”
Quiver shrugged. “The worst that could happen is he gets all puffy about not having an ego.”
Bushroot raised an eyebrow at the woman. She was calmer, but her eyes held that lively spirit. Maybe all these years had made her grow wise, after all it had been... How long? The plant-duck counted all his plants on the graves, and there were nine, times five- That meant it had been forty-five years since that fateful day. Gosh, that was insane to think about.
“You haven’t aged a day,” Quiverwing suddenly pointed out, facing the mutants. “How is that?”
Liquidator put up a hand. “Allow me to explain. Thanks to our transformations all those years ago, we have new abilities. Not only does this give us an original and bold appearance and powers, but it gives us immortality! We cannot be permanently wounded, nor can we age.”
Quiverwing looked shocked, and her face morphed. First, she looked bewildered. Then she seemed impressed. But her face suddenly dropped in pity. “How have you been spending your time? Not getting into too much trouble, I hope.”
Bushroot shook his head. “No. We’ve been traveling. By land and by sea, exploring nature's greatest wonders.” That wasn’t what he would have expected his retirement plan to look like. But as long as he still had one of his friends by him, he was ready for anything. He’d appreciated being able to see the beauty left in this world. It reminded him a little what Reginald Bushroot was like before he mutated. “What about you?” he asked, “I don’t suppose you’re still giving crooks the shaft?”
She laughed a bit. “I wished, but I’m getting older. I retired a couple decades ago. If I want to be of any use to the city, I’d better stay in one piece.”
“How old are you?” Liquidator asked. “You hardly look to be fifty! But you weren’t a little kid last we saw you.”
Quiver laughed at him. “Flattery won’t get anywhere with me.”
“It’s true,” Bushroot said, shrugging.
Rolling her eyes, the duck replied. “I’m seventy-one. I may not have mutant abilities, but galavanting around the city, fighting criminals keeps you healthy. And as much as I hate saying it, dad was right about vegetables.”
“If you’ve given up the mantle of protecting the city, the Liquidator inquires: Who is the new St. Canardian Guardian?” the ewater mutant asked.
Quiver shut her beak, looking them up and down, as if she was having second thoughts on trusting them. She finally took a breath and spoke. “I hate to remind you of that day. But do you remember the little boy Quackerjack saved?”
Bushroot felt all the chlorophyll drop from his face at the memory. “The kid Negaduck tried to kill?”
Nodding, Quiver continued. “That was my little boy, my firstborn, my only son. I wish I could repay the clown for what he did…” She stared down at the purple and red roses which Bushroot and Liquidator sat by. “He’s the new masked mallard. It’s been so long, even his girls are ready to take up the family business.”
Liquidator and Bushroot stared at her. Gosh, they’d missed out on so much. So much time and so many events had taken place. It was a shame they couldn’t set foot in the city.
There was a long silence as the sun dipped into the horizon. It wasn’t broken until Quiver gave up on restraining her curiosity. “What kinds of flowers are these?” she asked, stroking the petal of a flowing yellow flower. The ones on Megavolt’s grave illuminated the place with a bright yellow glow, like hundreds of lightning bugs in one place. “They don’t look natural.”
“They’re not,” Bushroot told her. “I designed these a long time ago. With Megavolt and Quackerjack, actually.” He stroked the leaves of a double-budded rose. “The ones you’re next to are Helianthus vivfulgur. The ones right here are called Rosa veneniocus.”
Quiverwing chuckled a bit. “These are definitely flowers they made. What? Will the roses squirt water if I smell them?”
Liquidator shook his head. “Quackerjack Brand Roses do not spray normal water, but a poison that can also be found in their thorns.”
Quiver snickered at that, completely unsurprised. “That sounds about right.” Once there was no more sunlight, and the moon and sunflowers were the only light, Quiver stood up. “I should be going home before the kids wonder where I am.”
The mutants frowned, feeling an unexpected sadness. They couldn’t return to the city. And they couldn’t stay here long. They had to move on as usual. “Wait,” Bushroot said, standing up. “We’re not going to see you again, are we?” he asked.
Quiverwing clamped her beak shut, her emerald eyes shining. “I don’t know. I really don’t. I might still be here in five years, but I doubt I’ll be able to meet you here.” It hurt to leave them. They were her sworn enemies, but there was no hatred in her heart for them. They’d fought since she was nine, through her teenage years, until she was in her mid twenties. Sure, she’d gone longer without them, but the Fearsome Four had played a huge part in her origin and rise as a heroine. She sighed, walking back to the grave of roses. She knelt by Quackerjack’s grave and gave a watery smile. “Thank you, Jackie. You saved my baby, and all of St. Canard. You lived a villain but died a hero.” She moved to Megavolt’s grave. “Elmo, whether you like it or not, you made Darkwing Duck, and gave this city a hero, a whole line of heroes. Thank you for the memories.”
She stood up and faced the mutants. Bushroot was holding the knapsack, and holding Liquidator’s hand. They were ready to leave again. “Reggie, you gave me a new view on criminals. You may be crazy, but you have compassion and kindness in your heart. You even saved our world. I hope you’re able to do something good. And Bud, I’m sorry for how my father created you. I’m glad you embraced it. Try to put that to good use, huh?”
“Farewell, Quiverwing,” Bushroot said, putting out a leaf to shake, but he pulled it back. “Can- Can I hug you?” The old duck nodded, pulling him into an embrace, as if they had been friends all these years.
“It’s Gosalyn,” she told him, unafraid. She pulled away from Bushroot, and he saw tear streaks on her cheeks.
Liquidator gave her a quick hug as well. “Take care, then, Gosalyn. Until next time, should we be fortunate enough to schedule another meeting.”
Gosalyn nodded, stepping back. “Take care and don’t kill anyone.”
“We’ll keep that in mind,” Bushroot said, nodding as he turned away. Liquidator waved as he also turned and walked away with Bushroot.
Gosalyn walked for a bit before she turned around to see their figures dip behind the hill, tears dripping down her face. It relieved her to make amends that her dear dad couldn’t. She wouldn’t be taking any hostility to the grave.
So she continued walking, going back to her home and seeing her son and granddaughters, still in costume after a crime bust.
Bushroot and Liquidator left the city and disappeared from the radar again, prepared to spend eternity with one another.
There. This took a long time. I hope you enjoyed. Please like/vote and let me know what you thought in the comments. More content coming soon. Farewell, best of luck, avoid roasted cabbage, don’t eat earwax, and look on the bright side of life!Moonset!
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thezoe611 · 4 months
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Okay, people. Originally, this little comic was going to be published two weeks ago, since I had planned to upload a drawing for Christmas (today) with Geronimo's group with some ugly sweaters (and that Negaduck's one would be one from Good Omens, as suggested @rebellingstagnationblog ) BUT I haven't been very well… mentally speaking. A lot of stress, very personal issues, and STRESS. I was SO BAD, to the point that I decided not to draw for a long time (also a reason for the absence of drawings since that Negsy joke comic) And this week I was better, and I wanted to finish this comic… but it was just Christmas week, and I had a lot of things late (gifts, cookies, cupcakes, a lot of cooking, drawings…) That's why I had to give up drawing the ugly sweaters and finish this mini comic… I'll confess, it didn't turn out the way I wanted (I have to learn more about perspective), but I hope the message is understood, and that you like it.
…Well, a lot of talk and excuses^^' I hope everyone had a nice Christmas. I had a good time^^
Based on Geronimo Saga by @rebellingstagnationblog
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michimonie · 2 months
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More Duck Superheroes! I plan to slowly add to my list of duck superheroes, but it's going to be a while. I also plan to pick a few old ones and make them nicer, as you can see with the new Quiverwing Quack and Toxic Revenger. There are SO many Disney duck heroes.
I'm definitely happy with how The Duck She-venger turned out, but I'll probably have to come back to the Masked Mallard in the future.
For anyone wondering about Duck She-venger vs Super Daisy, I've heard that name attached to both this version and the Ultra heroes one, but it seems like the Ultra Heroes Super Daisy uses it more, so this painting will be the Duck She-venger.
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ducktoonsfanart · 6 months
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Superhero Ducks - Ducktales 2017 - Ducktales AU
Yes, I'm late, but I dedicated this drawing to my follower, whose birthday was last week, and I did it on the theme of superheroes, that is, Justice Ducks, but in the Ducktales reboot way.
Yes, even though I prefer superheroes from comics, OG Ducktales, Darkwing Duck and others, I still tried it out to see how it would look in Ducktales 2017, but I drew it my way, in my style. I drew Duck Avenger (Paperinik), She Venger (Super Daisy-Paperinika), Darkwing Duck (Drake Mallard), Gizmoduck, Masked Top Hat (Scrooge McDuck), Clover Leaf (Gladstone Gander), Red Bat (Fethry Duck) and of course Launchpad McQuack who is not in a superhero suit. I also added Della Duck as Aviator or Rocketquack, Webby Vanderquack as Pink Vanderquack, Lena De Spell (Sabrewing) as Raven, Gosalyn Mallard as Quiverwing Quack, Huey as Huebot (Red Gizmoduck), Dewey as Blue Darkwing, Louie as Paperinik Junior and Gandra Dee as Gizmo-Gandra.
I hope you like this drawing and yes I drew based on the design by @lara-prism-light and @boingodigitalart, to whom I am grateful for such designs and such ideas. And I added some ideas of my own. Of course, this gift goes to @alexcanine, whose birthday was last week, and I wish you all the best and I hope you like this gift. Happy late birthday! And just one piece of advice, please learn to draw properly. Overall, I hope you like this.
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ducklooney · 1 year
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Duckvember - Growing, Bright, Burly and Free Space Duck (Ducks)
And now the scenes with dangerous actions. This is what I always wanted. Yes, drew two drawings related to three or four Duckvember topics. Certainly as adult ducks they light up their faces for positive purposes with a lot of strength fighting like superheroes against the main villains. Yes, they are not adults yet, but they are certainly older teenagers who are slowly entering adulthood as adolescents and taking things from their parents or teachers.
The first drawing I did was Huey, Dewey and Louie along with Gosalyn as superheroes acting together as Q-Squad (T-Squad with Gosalyn). Yeah, I'm a little nostalgic for the Quack Pack so I drew Huey, Dewey and Louie as superheroes, but through a different T-Squad. Huey is Red Shadow or red Darkwing Duck, Dewey is Blue Cyclops or blue Gizmoduck and Louie is Green Pk or green Duck Avenger (Paperinik Junior). Although the designs of these superheroes are not final, I would imagine them to be in line with their personalities. Yes, and there's Gosalyn as an older teenage girl as Quiverwing Quack, as the secret identity of a crime-fighting superhero shooter. There are already fanfictions and drawings about her, but since there are none with Donald's nephews, I added them since they would make a great team. I mean if Paperinik, Gizmoduck and Darkwing Duck can work together, why not them. They also fight crime and villains in the night to protect Duckburg and St. Canard, and the world from various misfortunes.
Another drawing I did was Plucky Duck with his girlfriend Shirley the Loon who are on a completely different planet in a different solar system. Yes, since Plucky loves his teacher Daffy Duck he decided to follow in his footsteps and became the Duck Dodgers in the 24th and a half century. Like Daffy in Duck Dodgers where he defends the Earth from various enemies especially the Martians, Plucky follows in his footsteps and works as his mentor as the Green Duck Dodgers since Plucky is a green duck. Yes, there is also Shirley, who is a very underrated character in Tiny Toon Adventures and who practices meditation and some practical means and forbidden magic. Yes, Shirley became Shadow Loon and her character is very similar to Raven from DC and Teen Titans and together with Plucky they make a great team. Yes, they're older teenagers, so they're not the kids they used to be.
That's how I imagine these characters who grow up and become superheroes who take on serious tasks. Again, these are just my imaginings and my headcanons. I hope you like these ideas and these drawings.
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thechaseofspades · 1 year
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My favorite part of Darkwing Duck is when Gosalyn said "It's Quiverwing time" and went quacko mode on Negaduck. Truly one of the episodes of all time.
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