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wanna update my Scroldie playlist what should I add

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I hope this posts in order! @twink-on-the-brink​ @gracefulvaudeville​

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Quick glimpse at a new DuckTales episode!!

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Scroldie weekend. Day 2 - Family!

They say: Goldie: Is it about to hatch? Scrooge: Looks like...

#DuckTales #DuckTales2017 #ScroogeMcDuck #GoldieOgilt #Scroldie

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A paid vacation to an uncharted island doesn’t go as planned, but with the help of an old friend named Tom, maybe Scrooge can set right some wrongs.

(They don’t. It’s up to Redd and Goldie, but don’t tell them that.)

Scroldie Weekend 2020 Day 1: AU

“I’m sure you could if you had some fun,” Foghorn chortled, slapping his large stomach, “and besides, I say besides, everyone’s having a good time. Why, I saw your gal not too long ago heading off with Redd -,”

“What,” they said in shocking unison. Surprised at their own reactions, they shared cautious glances before returning to Foghorn.

Scrooge cleared his throat, “What do you mean Redd and Goldie were seen together?” He had to repeat the question carefully as to not confuse himself more than he already was.

Taken off guard, Foghorn eyed them suspiciously. “I saw ‘em near the boat,” he answered, then squared them down, “what ya’ think they’re up to?”

“No good,” Tom said flatly. “I can’t believe I…”

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source: goldiejake11

Okay peopleses!!!  Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit’s SCROLDIE WEEKEND!!!!!!!!!!

Scroogie has a BIG decision to make here:  does he join Goldie forever in youthful bliss and go back in time to relive their lives together in the Klondike……OR does he maintain the status quo and stay here with the fam?   Hmmmm……….. tough one.

This greatly condensed au is based around a fountain of youth idea that has been rattling around in my head for a while.  In it Goldie more or less tricks him into going to Wronguay on a treasure hunt where they just ‘happen’ across the fountain of youth - accidentally on purpose by way of Goldie of course.  She is trying to convince him to partake of the waters as she has done so that they can remain perpetually young and adventure together forever.  As an incentive she tells him that they can go back to the Klondike and be together which has always been his secret desire (yep, sideways jog to Rosatown on the hc there, folks, lol).  He’s tempted.  He really is.  He’s just so….tired.  It’s been a bad few weeks.  Once again he’s trusted the wrong person at the urging of his family to find someone ‘decent’ (i.e. not Goldie), and allowed them to get close; hoping that this time would be different.  This time genuinely hoping that someone might really want to be with him and like him on a personal level (dare he hope, even ……love him?)  only to be crushed to find that it was only just another scheme to get to his wealth.  Surprise, surprise.  He should have known better, of course. Just like all the times in the past.  No one EVER wants HIM.  They only want his money.  Sure, he knows Goldie probably has an angle but at least he knows where she is coming from….and more importantly, she knows where HE is coming from; has came from.  Yes, they’ve had their rough spots in the past but by Zeus they’ve had a hell of a lot of fun too.  Goldie’s offer sounds pretty darn good at the moment.  He’s so fed up.  He’s just so sick of fighting everyone and everything all the time - 24/7.  He’s tired of being the solid rock for everyone and when he needs them most they all just bail, right?   But…all that aside he really loves his family.  He just got Della back after all these years.   Can he really leave them?  Can he leave everything he’s worked for all this time, throw it all away and just start over?  If he goes, is there any chance, even a small one, that he can come back to this time?  This place?  Just….all of it?  No one knows for sure.  

Should he even try?   Should he do it?  Goldie offers him the canteen full of the sparkling fresh water, brings her other hand to his cheek and says, “Just think about it Scroogie…we can be young…you and I….together forever.  Isn’t that what you’ve always wanted?”

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Now.  I confess that I am a wee bit sad. I really wanted to have this au finished for Scroldie weekend but clearly it didn’t happen.  I have a lot of loose sketches and concept art but just a couple of finished ones.  Luckily this is one of them which kind of summarizes the story concept.  For now I can only hang my head in shame and apologize for not having it done yet. Sadly, this means that you don’t get it all today.  Happily though it will appear (hopefully) as a surprise full of much Scroldie goodness in the future. 

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Well, can I participate in "Scroldie weekend"here? This art in my AU, a little late, of course, posted...But not the point, I think. #DuckTales #DuckTales2017 #ScroogeMcDuck #GoldieOgilt #Scroldie

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Scroldie Week Day 1 - AU (Duck Crossing AU)

Scrooge McDuck had always risen with the sun. Whether it be in his ancestral home of Scotland, his longtime residence of Duckburg, or his current home - the formerly-deserted island of New Horizons. His daily life had wavered and changed many times over the years, but this one routine remained the same.

Sometimes, Scrooge would be joined on his early risings by one of the island’s residents - most frequently his honorary niece Webby, the island’s Resident Representative. She loved to be awake at odd hours, solving an adventurous mystery or tracking an elusive bug. Or his nephew Donald, when he was on shore leave (or fell off his boat and got stranded on the beach), whose insomnia meant he knew the night well. Dewey, like Webby, loved to be awake at night just for the fun of it - although Scrooge had implemented a 10pm curfew on his nephews’ store so they would be well-rested and have a clear head for the next day of business.

While Scrooge loved the company of his family, blood or not, he preferred it most of all when he was alone. He would watch the sun rise slowly over New Horizons and revel in his successful business and daily adventures on his island with his family. Island life, despite its token serenity, could be quite hectic sometimes, and Scrooge took great comfort in those rare moments of peace in the liminal sunrise space. He was safe and happy and successful, and so was his family. Aside from adventure and money, what more could a duck need in life?

(That was a lie. There would always be more in life for Scrooge to discover, and he would never be fully at peace. But sometimes, it was nice to push those lingering doubts away.)

This morning was just like one of Scrooge’s picturesque favorites - he sat, alone and peaceful, on a bench overlooking the beach. The waves crashed rhythmically against the shore, humming with the promise of fish and treasure and adventure. Scrooge drummed his fingers impatiently against his fishing rod, but otherwise simply waited for the fish to bite his superior bait. While he waited, he watched the sun rise and the sky burst in a symphony of beautiful colors that would have Webby and Huey painting one of these days.

The slight breeze and the rustle of leaves and early-morning bugs, as well as the waves, were the only sounds penetrating the serene morning air. Scrooge leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes for a fleeting moment, content in his moment of peace and quiet before the hustle and bustle of island life.

Then a loud ship’s horn honked, shattering Scrooge’s picturesque morning into a thousand pieces.

Scrooge groaned and frustratedly ripped his fishing pole from the water, probably traumatizing some poor random fish, and stuffed it ungracefully in his pocket. He snatched his cane from the ground and stomped in the direction of the ungodly noise, muttering angrily under his breath. “Blasted boats, blasted sailors, blasted- RUINING MY MORNING-“

Sailors. It better not be Donald and his Navy crew again. Scrooge’s fists trembled with anger, ready to give them a piece of his mind, nephew and his friends or no. Fethry and Gladstone, his other seafaring family, wouldn’t fare any better (definitely worse, in Gladstone’s case).

Webby, likely roused from her sleep by the horn, sprinted in the direction of the shops (probably to see the boys). She paused as Scrooge passed, but didn’t cross him as he stormed towards the culprit of the sound.

“Sir?”

Scrooge slowed his pace to a brisk walk as he passed his workplace. His hired assistant, Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera, rushed up to his side. Scrooge glowered at him, but evidently it was not enough.

“Yes?” He kept his tone clipped and as free of his anger as he could manage.

Fenton tapped his fingertips together nervously. “Remember the person you had me issue a warning about over the morning announcements a couple days ago? The, ah, dangerous one?”

Fury washed over Scrooge as the pieces clicked into place. He nodded once, curt and sharp, and stormed off to the secret beach.

The sight that awaited him was just what Scrooge expected, but that in no way made it welcome.

“Hooty-hoo, Scroogey!!!”

A small boat, flying a telltale gold flag, had docked on Scrooge’s beach. Annoying, although he was significantly less concerned about the boat than its inhabitant.

Goldie O’Gilt, his old business partner. And current rival.

She beamed smugly at him from the deck of the boat, radiating barely veiled triumph. “Nice to see you too, old man!”

“Goldie,” Scrooge groaned, dragging a hand down his face in frustration. This was going to be a long day.

He allowed his beak to curve slightly into the smallest of smiles. “It’s good to know you haven’t been arrested again.”

“Awww,” Goldie replied, dramatically placing a hand over her heart. “It almost sounds like you care about me, Moneybags.”

I do, Scrooge whispered internally, but his pride refused to let him admit it. “What do you want with my island?” he asked instead, rough and sharp as always.

That was the key to dealing with Goldie. Stay tough and guard your heart. It kept the pair in their precarious game with each other, dancing around their feelings, both staunchly refusing to be the first to break and confess.

(She cared too.)

“Who’s this, Uncle Scrooge?” Dewey, loud and boisterous, had probably been investigating the mysterious disturbance to the island’s serene morning peace, and the cryptic stranger that brought it. He stared up at his uncle with wide, curious eyes.

“I’m just here to sell some pretty art, Scroogey,” Goldie called before Scrooge could reply - probably on purpose, to shape Dewey’s first impression of her. “I’m sure those kids of yours would appreciate some quality art pieces. Difficult to find, too!”

Scrooge growled. “Where did you steal them from?”

Goldie waved a hand breezily, dismissively. “Oh, hon, not all of them are stolen,” she responded, faking hurt. “I can’t believe you would assume I would steal art!”

Scrooge rolled his eyes. “Oh come now, Goldie. Forgeries, then?”

Huey perked up and hefted his Junior Woodchuck Guidebook from where he, Louie, Webby, Lena, and Boyd were crouched behind a bush nearby. “I can evaluate them, Uncle Scrooge!”

Scrooge didn’t miss the way Louie’s eyes lit up at the idea of selling forgeries or stolen art. Best to nip that one in the bud. “Good, Huey. That’s part of your job, in case someone donates Goldie’s art to the museum.”

Goldie huffed and slipped off her boat. “Whatever. You have my word that all my art is one hundred percent real. And a lady would never go back on her word, now would she?”

Louie and Webby ran after her, eyes shining as the latter peppered her with enthusiastic questions and the former watched closely. Lena, Huey, and Boyd took the opportunity to join Dewey and Scrooge at the crest of the secret beach as they watched the trio leave skeptically.

Dewey tugged gently on Scrooge’s sleeve, grabbing his uncle’s attention. “You never answered my question. Who is she?” Scrooge noticed Huey flipping open his Junior Woodchuck Guidebook, pen posed carefully to add a new entry.

“That’s Goldie O’Gilt, lad,” he replied gruffly, turning on his heel to follow Goldie and the rest of his kids back to the plaza. “My old business partner.”

The kids lit up with a barrage of boisterous questions, but Scrooge answered them on autopilot. He was too immersed in thinking about Goldie. What her re-emergence would mean for him. For them.

They had seen each other briefly in the years since Scrooge stormed angrily out of Goldie’s business. He wanted to make his money square, even if it landed him destitute. He was an honest man.

Unfortunately, it had forever soiled things between them, ruining opportunities and pathways Scrooge never would have thought to mourn before he left.

But now…

Maybe now, with his successful business, and Goldie so desperate she’d come to leech off of it, maybe he could mend the bridge.

He’d just have to make sure she didn’t scam any of his residents first.

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happy scroldie weekend!! this ended up having a little more worldbuilding than scroldie but whatever, i honestly forgot about it so i wrote this today haha. it’s not the best quality sorry

duck crossing au comes from the delpad discord!! it’s such a cool au, and Scrooge and Goldie fit Nook and Redd so well!! i had fun exploring some of the other roles too. i don’t think Fenton fits Isabelle that well in job description, but their personalities are the closest match.

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Outlander is an AU of scroldie?

Well, based on post @iamthehousethatfloats​ about the “outlander” series and I said I would watch the series and yes, I DID IT, I’m barely in the second season, but so far we have found some similarities of Scrooge and Goldie compared to the relationship by Jaime Fraser and Claire Fraser (regardless of the story).

Many thanks to @koizumi-marichan​ for helping me find more similarities and now we both love the series (especially the handsome and muscular Scottish 😍😍😍😍) so let’s start (without doing so many spoilers)

First, the protagonist, Jaime Fraser is Scottish

2. he is brave and strong

3. He has saved Claire many times

4. He loves her too much !! and she … well, learn to love him over time 5. The captain of the Eighth Regiment of the British Crown, Jonathan Wolverton Randall, is also known as Blackjack

6. Jaime’s sister reminds me a lot of Hortense for her temperament, besides she has two children, a boy and a girl

7. The name of Fergus is used by a young man whose life has not been easy on the streets of Paris

8. The way Claire drinks from the bottle is definitely something Goldie would do.

9. He wanted to carry her on his shoulders

10. He is a virgin !!! and she seems to have a lot of experience on those issues 7wwww7

11. See scenes of Claire and Jaime having S3X, it seems that they are Scrooge and Goldie ❤❤❤

And that’s it (for now) I may be updating it as the series progresses 👌

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YO ON SOME ANIME SHIT THIS DOPE AF!!!!

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Ducktales As Black Friday (The Musical)

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Young Scrooge McDuck knows how to talk to ladies

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Scroldie visiting Duck Aurea (duckversion of Lux Aurea from tdp)

Everything is gold there. Kinda like the moon I guess.

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S2E9

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Here, have a Klondike doodle.

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Could you show a non spoiler screenshot from S3

https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/23/Ducktales_2017_title_card_without_characters.png

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i’m obsessed with this scene