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Dewey's having some trouble lifting his buff af brother. Oh and Huey too I guess

DUCK BIRTHDAY WAS YESTERDAY OOPS😳 but here consume my gift to these funky ducklings🪄🪂💞💞🎉🎉

🐁👞I'm trying something new, so here is Paul Rudish's Mickey Mouse out of context screenshots!👞🐁

Happy Anniversary, DT17!

Version where you can actually see them ⬇️

A Little bit of a vent ahead (sorry):

Aargh my hand is dying I made myself finish this before the day was over after remembering at like noon that I was planning on doing this. Life wasn’t cooperating either so I had like two hours and to add onto that I haven’t drawn in like a month :(

Anyways yeah sorry for being so inactive I’m stressed for no reason whatsoever and it’s making my brain turn to mush.

Day Tuno: Adventure

Day Suno: Family

Hello all you lovelies out there! After...ehh a while I finally decided to show you my sister, Namelessbeleiver, and I’s Ducktales OC.

Pruedence Dawson McDuck.

Backstory: Prue was born a couple months after Scrooge trapped Magica within his dime. 3 months after she hatched Goldie came to McDuck manor with her in a baby carrier and Scrooge was more than surprised to say the least. She told him that her name is Pruedence and that she is his daughter but he didn’t believe her. They got into an argument with eachother and when Scrooge left the room to try figure this whole situation, Goldie held Prue close saying that she loves her so much and that she’s sorry. Prue was then put back in her carrier on the couch and she jumped out the window. Scrooge came back into the room only to find Goldie gone and the baby alone. At first he didn’t know what to do but then he called in one of his private doctors, who kept quiet about the whole situation. After the DNA results came in it was proven that Prue was in fact his daughter! He thought long and hard about this but in the end he was going to try and be the father she deserves. A few weeks past by, Donald and Della came to see him because they hadn’t seen him in a while, they were shocked to see a baby in the mansion. They all sat down and talked (after Della slapped Scrooge in face and yelled saying he was stupid for getting Goldie pregnant) Donald and Della decided they would help raise Prue. For the next five years things were grand, amazing adventures everyday, Scrooge was the best dad he could be, Della was a mom figure to Prue and Donald was a funny talking a uncle...But then that all ended. When The Spear of Selene happened, things were so hectic that Prue was pushed aside. When Scrooge has been forced to give up the search he decided that it would be best for Prue to be there for her and to just have her forget so that she doesn’t get hurt. For the next ten years he raised his daughter with the help of Beakley and Duckworth. Webby became like a little sister to Prue and both were trained by Beakley. Everything changed for the better when Huey, Dewey and Louie showed up on the mansion’s doorstep.

Prue is wears one of Della’s scarves because before she got in the ship she saw Della and asked where she was going. Della told her she’d be back soon but to not scare her, she gave Prue her scarf and Prue gave one of her favorite dolls to Della.

The dime necklace Prue wears was a gift from Scrooge for her first birthday. When she was six the lock on the necklace got dented and she hasn’t been able to open since.

After one of their adventures Della and Prue (five years old at the time) took a picture together and put it in the locket as a reminder.

Epilog

Donald doesn't want to admit it, but he knew this day was coming.

Donald is reading the paper as he sips on his coffee. Cutlass, his Keldeo, is sitting at his feet. It was a quiet morning, as his boys had gone into town to get each other presents, and get icecream. They did this every year for their birthday. They would spend hours in town as he got the house boat ready for their family party. They were probably visiting Uncle Scrooge right now. He always comes into town for their birthday, ever since their eleventh one. The boys were thirteen today.

The rest of Donald's Pokemon were off doing something to get ready for the party. They always liked get small presents for the boys. They all usually come back with random things that they find near the docks. Cutlass had alread gotten his present for the kids before anyone had waken up, as always. Every year, Donald would take their small presents and put them into three boxes for the boys. The boys got a lot of bobbles and trinkets every year.

Donald took another sip of his coffee before giving a sigh. A nice, relaxing day was just what he needed. He felt a tap on his leg, causing him to look down at his side. Chief, his Primeape, had a box in one of his hands, three small, differently colored bells on top of it. Donald was a little more than curious at this.

"Hey, Chief. Late mail? That hasn't happened in a while." Donald said, reaching for the box. Donald paused when Chief shook his head. "Did someone give it to you?" Donald asked. Chief nodded. "Do we know them?" Another nod. Donald sighed in relief as he gently took the box from his Primeape. "Thank you. I like the bells. They'll look great on the boards." He smiled, making Chief jump in joy before running off to find the other Pokemon. "Don't fall off the boat again!" He shouted.

Donald waited a moment before he heard a comedic splash. Cutlass sighed at the same time Donald shook his head. Cutlass raced out to go help Chief as Donald turned his attention back to the package. "What could you be?" He asked, taking the tiny bells off. He took the letter out from under the string that held the paper package together. He looked at both sides with a critical eye. It was addressed to him and he knew that handwriting anywhere. Della. He carefully ripped the envelope open and unfolded the paper inside.

'Dear, Donald'

Oh boy. She's scared. He could tell by the formality. Despite that, he continued to read.

'I know you said they weren't ready, but I think they are. But, ultimately, this is your choice. Inside the package are three Pokemon I think the boys would like. Uncle Scrooge helped me choose them.

Scrooge is already counting the days until the boys come to challenge him. He thinks they're going to be the youngest league challengers yet. Please, just consider it. Besides, Feathry and Gladstone are excited to see them on the road.

Gosalyn and Webby are getting their Pokemon today as well, funny enough. I promise, I had nothing to do with it! My boys just happened to be born on a national holiday where children thirteen and older come together with Pokemon and become trainers. I don't make the rules.'

Yes she did.

'Well, I hope you think about it. Just remember, this is your call. You are allowed to say no if you want to. I'm spending time with the boys before they go back to the house boat. I have a meeting down here, so I thought it was perfect. See you this weekend.

Sincerely, Della.

P.S. Daisy wants you and the boys to call her before the party starts. I hope you got her package.'

Donald inwardly groaned as he leaned his head so far back, he thought his chair was going to fall back. He heard a clicking noise at his side, causing him to look over to see Cutlass looking at him with concern. He looked at the package on the table before nodding.

"It's time."

-

"Happy birthday to you~!" Donald finished singing. The boys blew their candles out, trying to see who could blow out the most. He could hear Killick, his Gearadose, make a chuckling sound from out the window. Donald and his many Pokemon cheered once all the candles were out, making the boys smile happily.

"Present time!" Dewey shouted, standing on his chair and throwing his hands in the air. Huey and Louie snickered as Donald gave Dewey a stern look, causing the boy to quickly sit down.

"Okay, you can have your presents. First, team presents." Donald said. He pushed up three presents in distinct colored wrapping. The boys always got their favorite colors to mark their gifts. They each opened their gifts to see an assortment of things that were clearly found around the docks. Stuff people had dropped, things that had fallen off of peoples clothing, loose change, really smooth pebbles that looked like specific things, ect. They each had eleven things in their boxes if Donald had counted correctly, and he knew he had. And like every year, they thought it was adorable and thoughtful. They, of course, gave each Pokemon their praises and pets.

Donald put down their present from Daisy, split into three boxes. The boys opened their presents to find they had gotten specially made explorer bags with their names on them. Dewey got an over-the-shoulder bag while Huey and Louie got backpacks. They loved the presents so much, but were confused why they got adventure bags instead of school bags.

"Okay, your last present of the day." Donald said, pushing a paper wrapped package towards the boys. The boys were confused by this, a lot more than before.

"Last present? No clothes?" Louie asked.

"Don't you get us clothes every year?" Dewey asked.

"Yes, he does." Huey confirmed, relying on his memory alone.

Donald sighs with a chuckle. He knew they would question him.

"Boys, you still get clothes, but they're already hung up in your closet." Donald told them. "This present is from Della, Uncle Scrooge... and me." Donald explained. The boys couldn't miss the hesitation in his words. "Go ahead. I'll explain when you see what it is." Donald told them with a reassuring smile.

The boys looked between each other to see who would open it. Louie grabbed onto Deweys arm as Huey reached for the package. He undid the string and pulled off the paper before taking the lid off. They peaked inside and saw something they thought they would never see. There were three pokeballs sitting in the box.

They all looked to their uncle with shock. There was no way in a million years that their uncle was going to let them go on an adventure alone, let alone out of his own free will. There was just no way. Donald must have seen the hint of suspicion because he just gave them a reassuring look.

"I admit, it wasn't my idea. Della sent them this morning while you were out in town with her and Scrooge. I got a letter explaining she thought you guys were ready to go on an adventure. She picked them with Scrooge, but it was my decision to give them to you. I think you guys are more than ready to go, and that scared me for the longest time. But it doesn't matter how I feel. I'm giving you permission to go on an adventure. Now it's your decision to make." Donald rambled. He watched the boys trade looks before standing. Before Donald knew it, he was tackled in a hug with three pairs of arms.

Donalds pokemon watched with admiration as the boys hugged their uncle. Donald held them close, almost scared to let go, and his Pokemon knew it. But once they did let go, Donald gestured with his head to the gift box. The boys carefully brought the box over to Donald.

"Can you introduce us?" Huey asked with a sheepish smile.

Donalds surprise melted into gentle joy as he carefully took the box from them. "Of course." He nodded. The boys stepped back as Donald stood and put the box down. He grabbed one Pokeball and looked at the label that was under it. With a press of a button, a red and orange puffball came out and landed on the table with a chirp. "Torchic, the fire type pokemon." He told them.

Huey smiled as he looked at the bird. He didn't need a second opinion. He stepped up to the Torchic and leaned down to be face to face with it. "Hi, I'm Huey. Do you wanna be my pokemon?" He asked in a hushed voice. Donald's heart seemed to melt as the Torchic carefully walked over and nuzzled into Huey's face. Huey giggled as he picked the chick up. "I'm gonna call you Pheonix." He said with a bright smile. Phoenix chirped in agreement as Huey walked over and sat on the couch with him.

Donald didn't need to say anything before grabbing the next pokeball. He pressed the button and let a blue blob land on the table. It looked at the boys before snickering. "Piplup, the water type." Donald introduced.

"Oh my gosh, you are adorable!" Dewey squealed. He ran up with an excited smile. "Do you know any tricks? Can I be your trainer? Can I call you DJ? It's short for Dewey Jr." Dewey asked. The Piplup nodded excitedly and Dewey picked him up with a bubbling laugh. "This is the best day of my life!" He exclaimed, spinning around. He sat on the ground, near Huey, so he could play with DJ.

Louie was distracted by his brothers until a flash of light caught his eye. He looked back over to Donald to see a pokemon he recognized. "And this is Rowlet, the grass type pokemon." Donald introduced.

Louie pulled a chair up to sit in front of the Rowlet. "I remember you." He mumbled, laying his head on his arms.

"You know each other?" Donald asked in surprise.

"Yeah, me and Uncle Fethry found him hurt last time it was just him and me. His wing wasn't working too good, so we took him in. He's pretty chill if I remember." Louie explained. He pet the Rowlet's head with a lazy smile. "I guess I got to keep you after all." Louie whispered.

Huey and Dewey cooed from the sidelines, getting a glare from their brother. Louie was about to bark back at them when the Rowlet tucked himself under his chin and in his arms. He hummed in satisfaction, closing his eyes. "Thanks, bud. I'm gonna call you Malachite." Louie mumbled, letting his eyes close, lazily.

"I'm glad you guys are getting along. We'll go get your gear first thing in the morning." Donald told them, getting cheers from all three of the boys, plus DJ and Pheonix.

-

Everyone was asleep. Donald's Pokemon always slept scattered around the houseboat, hiding wherever they could fit. Huey was asleep with Pheonix sleeping next to his head. Dewey was asleep, his body sprawled out across the bed. DJ was on his chest, also sprawled out. Donald was asleep in his room, the only Pokemon sleeping in his room with him was Cutlass and Private, his Blastoise. The only ones not asleep were Louie and Malachite.

Louie couldn't fall asleep, and Malachite could sense this. They sat on his bunk in silence for a good while. Louie knew it was well past midnight by now, but he just couldn't sleep.

"Malachite?" His Rowlett looked up at him, sitting across from him. "Do you want to go on an adventure?" Louie asked in a whisper.

Malachite tilted his head.

"If you don't want to battle that's fine. If you want to stay here, than we can stay here. I'm not going to do anything you don't want to do." Louie said.

Malachite walked over to his leg and nuzzled it, causing him to chuckle.

"Does that mean it's my choice?" He asked.

Malachite looked him in the eye.

"Okay." He mumbled. "What do we do now?" Louie asked, reaching for his blanket as the room began to get cold.

Malachite walked over to his pillow before faceplanting into it.

Louie let out a soft chuckle at this. "Sleep. Sleep is good." Louie mumbled in amusement as he pulled his blanket higher and laid on his pillow as well. Malachite rolled under the blanket and under Louie's chin, getting him to latch onto the Rowlet out of instinct. "Goodnight, Malachite. I love you." He yawned before they both fell asleep.

Huey sat in bed, staring at the wall as he listened to his baby brother begin to snore. He didn't know what to think of what he had just heard. Huey was always a light sleeper, so Louie had woken him up with his first word. Oh how he regretted it. What was he supposed to think? His brother might not be with them tomorrow because his Pokemon might want to stay with Uncle Donald... But that wasn't always a bad thing. It was just unexpected. That's what he reminded himself. Everyone is different and has different priorities. So do pokemon. It's best to just think about it tomorrow.

Finally got chapter 13 done! Oh boy, this one was bugging me for a while. I'm glad I was able to grow enough confidence in it to post it.

"Lou is on his way. He's made considerable progress and he knows what to do now. He knows where he's going.

He didn't expect to meet an old friend on his journey. A friend who knows him while he remains clueless.

She recognizes him immediately. She knows what needs to be done.

She'll teach him his family history, pretending to go along with his scheme, all the while reawaking behaviors and memories long left forgotten.

If Lou wants to meet with the Royal Family, then he must pretend to be Louie. He must join the list of cons, with the sole intention to inform them.

After all, this is his specialty. He'll succeed, because he's a liar.

At least, that's what he thinks."

Guess who’s getting into Ducktales

Closeups undercut:

Designs are subject to change! (Yeah I’ll probably change all their hair to white to keep the ducky style but still human looking

Della’s Pose inspired by this post

Halfway through season 2. been thinking about the fact that Della was alone on the moon for ten years and how much angst potential that has

Also, read this fanfic it is so good oughhhh it has everything I’ve been searching for and really shows what the effects of being on the moon would have on her

“Huey Dewey and Louie”? No, no, no; their names were supposed to be “JET, TURBO and REBEL.”

Golden Child

Just a short info dump about Melody Baros McDuck. Found a sketch wanted to do something with it, and realised I hadn’t done much on this side blog in awhile. Sooo…yeah.

Mellie is technically Scrooge’s god-granddaughter. Her father is his god-son.

She started living with Scrooge six years after Della’s disappearance.

Scrooge much like the triplets kind of brushes you aside, believing you’re nothing but trouble.

Going by Mellie or Mels

Even though Webby is two years older than her, she’s Melody’s best and only friend.

Both girls are terrible at social interactions, just socialising with others, however Mellie gets away with it more easily for being younger.

Melody is a naturally curious yet well-rounded child in spite of everything.

“Woah! Did you actually travel to Parrotgue? I’ve always wanted to go there.”

“Wonder what happens when I stick a fork in a socket.”

Over time she does grow on Scrooge bringing some much needed chaos to his monotonous life.

Mellie inherited her granddad’s curse. Memelaus’ Curse.

Being homeschooled by Beakley and nailing all the tea search and nature related projects.

Scrooge becoming a bit protective of you. Webby always being protective of you.

You’re amazing at finding gold, without any foreknowledge. Basically a gold detector. Except for two days of each year.

Wearing contacts outside the Manor.

After a year you just adopt the last name McDuck.

Always answering Featherys calls despite Scrooge telling you to ignore them.

Hating Glomgold almost as much as Scrooge. Dudes always trying to abduct you because of the curse.

Always feeling like part of the family.

“Uncle Scrooge? OHMYGOSH! THE NEPHEWS!”

Meeting the triplets!!

Sth that was in my head. ---   Some info if you need: - HDL are Scrooge nephews; - Louie works as a sales Manager; - Huey works as a camp counselor; - Huey & Louie are Della & Donald's uncles; - Dewey D&D's father; - Scrooge, Mrs Beackly, Webby etc. still the same; - Dewey's wife didn't realy love him (such a liar); - Della and Webby are good friends; - Donald envies his sister; - But later he friends with Lena and (more later) with Violet; - Della REALY like her dad; - Don don't fell the same (but he like his uncles! And sometimes he calls Louie 'Dad'); UPD May20: - Donald's hoody is a gift from Louie; - Dewey's sweater is a gift from Huey on Cristmas (and Louie has his own too!);

- Donald of those who think before acting, Della is the opposite;

- Della's afraid of losing her brother's trust; 

--- If you need more information you free to ask!

Ducktales ~ Scrooge (I’m A Rebel just for Kicks)

have you seen these ducks

I have a lot of Ducktales in my head right now so. What if instead of dying in the first episode Pixiu is adopted by the family <3

Disney kick is go!

Any similarity is purely coincidental.

grown up nephews :)