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its christmas eve and look whos on tumblr

all of us

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pulled an all-nighter and then promptly passed out, i drew this sometime and have no recollection but i think i get what i was going for

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Young overlords ready to paint the neighborhood red.

Minimaniacs Artboard 1 | 2

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We're still friends, right? for Scrooge and Della??? My best friends Scrooge and Della?

"Are.... we going to talk about it?"

"There's nothing to talk about," Della said. She slammed her bag on the counter.

Scrooge leaned back against the island, raising an eyebrow, feeling a little like he was dealing with a middle schooler again; as in all such cases, he was presuming the posture that was most confident without being overbearing, although of course it was an unconscious decision. "I wouldnae say that, you near on lost your head on me back there-"

"I was just feeling the stress of the adventure. I'm fine now." She disappeared into the pantry with much banging and a little cursing, re-emerging with a pack of generic brand Nutty Buddies, the kind they always used to share when she was young. There were two to a pack, and she'd give one to him (sometimes it was prompted, as part of the Uncle Tax, but sometimes she passed it over without either of them mentioning it). Two-packs of cookies were shared in the house - one for each twin, or one for an uncle and one for a child - that was the pattern, familiar and miniscule.

Della ripped open the packaging with her teeth. Scrooge leaned forward instinctually, expecting to receive the second wafer.

She maintained eye contact and put the ends of both cookies in her mouth at the same time. The crunch was magnificent.

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Scrooge sighed heavily, crumbling a little. "I can't fix things if I don't know what I did wrong."

"If you don't even know what you did wrong," Della said through the huge mouthful, crumbs flying in a wafery mist with every breath, "then I'm definitely not going to tell you."

"Della," he grumbled, but didn't follow up, not sure what to say without losing his temper.

Della ignored him. She threw away the wrapper, then put the two half-eaten nutty buddies directly on the counter. "Okay. I'm going to go lie facedown in the hall for ninety seconds, and when I come back, I can have a conversation like an adult."

She left, shutting the door behind her. She laid facedown on the carpet. She put her face in her arms. She ignored Louie, who was passing by at that moment.

"Uh... you okay, Mom?" he asked, inching past pressed against the wall.

From the kitchen, even through the closed door, Scrooge could hear the muffled sound of someone shrieking half-heartedly into the carpet.

"Cool, love you," Louie said as he left her.

Scrooge looked down at the cookies on the countertop. He wasn't sure if leaving them there had been a power move, or some strange olive branch, or if she'd just forgotten that plates existed.

Approximately ninety seconds later, Della re-entered the kitchen.

"Have a good time?" Scrooge inquired.

"It makes me angry when you don't let me stand up for myself," she said without introduction.

He was caught off guard. "Didn't I teach you to stand up for yourself?"

"Yeah. But today you shoved me aside before I could even start to fight my own battle. That robot was heading right for me and I had the perfect opening. But you took over like you forgot I was there. Again." She wasn't making eye contact. She punched her fist into her palm repeatedly. 'And I tried to be cool about it, but it made me really mad."

"Ah, so that's why you chewed me out in front of the entire Rectangular Table."

"I guess." Della sat on the floor with her back to the island, not bothering to tuck her legs in.

"All the Knights were there." They'd stood awkwardly and watched with varying levels of discomfort and judgement as she almost yelled at him, although she wasn't particularly coherent. "You embarrassed me pretty bad."

"Yeah. It was great."

"I guess.... sometimes I get concerned about you being able to handle things."

"Because of my leg?"

"No-! I think I do the same for everyone. It's easier to keep everybody safe in my mind if I just do it myself. Like how Beakley doesn't let anyone else use the dishwasher anymore. But I forget that you're not little, now. You're a very capable adventurer and a spectacular woman. And no longer a child."

"I can make my own decisions."

"You can." Scrooge sat on the ground across from her, his back to the dishwasher.

"That's what it really is." She picked at her nail. "It's that sometimes I need you to treat me like an equal. I'm your partner. If we aren't on an even playing field we're just going to mess up even worse."

He bit the inside of his cheek. "But we're not always equal."

"Yeah, sometimes I get upset or stuff happens and I need you to take care of me or protect me. And sometimes you get hurt or don't know what to do and you need somebody to take care of you. But not all the time."

He had no idea how to tell when he was supposed to be Uncle Scrooge and when he was supposed to be Scrooge McDuck. But she'd spoken and now she seemed to be done. She got to her feet and got the wafer cookies off the counter where she'd left them.

He looked up at her from where he sat on the floor. "Are we still friends?" he asked.

Della looked down at him. A few expressions flitted across her face before she laughed, breaking the cookies down the intended line and handing him half as she sat back down across from him. "Of course, Uncle Scrooge. Always."

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i don't remember when i drew this and i don't know what i wanted to write there so y'all can have it and use it as a meme or whatever the hell you want

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Calling all Duckers and Mousers...

Share a random panel you have on you.

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Alastor pulls the “we’re not so different; you and I” card 🤪

Don’t fall for it Vaggie!!!!

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okay so!! since gervasio posted this

and those two are clearly tommy and beth from paperbridge, i need to know:

this is paperbridge btw:

it's about fantomius (john quackett)'s youth and school years, basically his origins!! i think it's really good but i read it when i was really tired so idk

also i see that other than italy it's only been released in france (and only partially) so uh. probably not many people from other places have read it :')

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Scrooge: Yes? John: Sgrunt! A bit noisy, wouldn't ya say?

Scrooge: Oh, don't worry! I got used to it!

Zio Paperone, Rockerduck e gli affari in condivisione (2024)

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okay but why is he like this. why is he holding his cape like that. like a princess holding her dress. the babygirlification of fantomius

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Each kid got some part of Donald's personality and at a certain stage of his life

Louie got Donald's mood and bad luck

Dewey got his music interest and sense of adventure

Huey got his responsible and caring personality + his destructive rage

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i want donald to come home

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Art? Blocked.

Motivation is hybernating, have some of my favorite Donald sketches from various wips

Guest appearances from Huey, Dewey, Louie, and Della

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Topolino Uncle Scrooge comics by like:

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They take up too much of my brain space

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Assorted Ducktales 2017 text post edits.... round two!!! (Under the cut to avoid dash clogging)

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