#Donaaaald

[wacky-nameless-inventor-24]

Let's go for Donsy and #20 hugs (cuddling)

20. cuddling

(ask game here)

The dim light from the TV was barely enough to see by as Daisy glanced down at Donald.

The sailor was curled up on the couch next to her, head in her lap as she brushed her hands through the feathers on the back of his neck. Eyes closed, she had no idea if he was awake.

"Donaaaald..." she whispered, a hand traveling down to shake his shoulder. "Should we go to bed?"

Donald took in a breath as his eyes blinked open. He stretched, and Daisy heard his back pop. "Mm-hm."

She grinned, moving to sit up. A split second later he gave a whine of protest, and she hesitated. "What?"

"Don't want to get up yet," he murmured, half asleep.

Sighing affectionately, Daisy relaxed back on the couch, fingers combing through his feathers once more. "Five more minutes?"

"Mmm-hm." Smiling faintly, Donald snuggled down against her and fell asleep moments later.

[puffyducks]

DCRC Week #9 (Part 1)

There is a fungus among us....

Sorry I have nothing better to say. We're reading PKNA #6: Spore! (or I guess sometimes I've heard it called "Spores" plural idk)

Listen, I know we LITERALLY just read Dangerous Disguise and I already said this, but it will never not be scary to just have like human people walking around in the Duckverse!! LIKE THAT IS JUST A HUMAN MAN!!! And don't even @ me with the like "oh it's a dog person that just LOOKS really human" cause he doesn't even have a black nose. That's just a guy.

Now THAT'S a dog.

Guys do you think Xadhoom is doing well after her encounter on the Evronian star base cause idk if she's doing that well. can we get a wellness check on her maybe.

SNOOZEEERRRRRRR 🛌😴🌙

Donald we TRIED telling you to just leave Angus Fangus to be harvested for infinite energy but noOoOoOO you had to SAVE HIM because it's the "right thing to do" or whatever. I'm just saying nobody would even be mad if he mysteriously disappeared.

The art in the issue is already CRAZAYYYY idk how to describe it but I'm really liking the vibe. It feels really jiggly wiggly, like all the characters look really bendy and active and there's just a lot of detail packed into these panels. It's not something I'm used to making or even seeing but I'm really enjoying the eye candy!

How many times is Donald gonna poke his nose into government business before he learns his lesson

Sorry Don I think she's busy having serious PTSD over her entire race being enslaved, you're on your own for this one bud

I'm serious about that wellness check you guys she's just lying fetal position on the floor now

DEPARTMENT..... SIGMA??!?!?!?!

Donald is so short they barely even put him in this panel 😭 it's just his forehead man

These two poses are driving me insane. This is what I look like when I'm in distress 💃

??!?!?!??!?!?!?! THAT'S A PENI-

*Narrator voice* Little did he know, it could, in fact, get much worse.

Dude I'm putting those fabric folds in my mouth and chewing on them so fucking hard holy shit... the cross hatching ououghh.... he does NOT deserve to have a cape that badass

Donaaaald don't look around like that..... YOU'D BETTER NOT-

NOOOOOOO FUCK

NEVERMIND KILL

bro she is crumpled up like a fucking paper bag be NICE

that's probably bad. right?

Anyways woah ending on not one but TWO cliffhangers? Wowie zowie! I'm sure PK and Xadhoom are gonna have a very civilized and normal conversation and we'll totally find out what they talked about at the start of next chapter and they DEFINITELY won't just jump into a chapter about Angus Fangus. RIGHT???

Now to read Ducks on the Road which is apparently like 170 pages good god-

[unluckyuncle]

"Donaaaald." Sun's affection may be a surprise, but Sun does rub his face against Donald's forehead. His eyes closed and him just calm and relaxed. "Happy valentine's day and thank you BIG much for helping me a lot." Donald deserves all things nice and that even means...Chocolate! With help, he was able to mold it into looking like little tiny boats!

[O-oh! Hey buddy!] Donald's quick to laugh, not expecting to meet the forehead of Sun! He doesn't mind it, of course, it just took him by surprise is all!

After adjusting his hat bat on his head, he smiles wide as Sun hands him the little chocolates. [Aw, Sun! That's real sweet of ya!] He gives the kid a big hug, thanking him for the treats. [I'm always happy to help! We all gotta look out for each other. Happy Valentines Day!]

[swan2swan]

DONAAAALD

[hxzelwallflower]

Gives her a kiss. Gives her a kiss. Gives her a kiss. Gi ---- / from a very affectionate Donald <3

A squeal follows the excessive flap of those feathers , digging her palms into his shoulders . She barely has time to react as he quickly overwhelms her with the barrage of kisses , creating an assortment of various giggles . ❝ Donaaaald !! Quit ! ❞

[hotemperament-blog]

She's coming. "DONALD." Hear the scream. "DONAAAALD!" At least she was kind enough to warn him. He has time to brace himself. Soon, Webby appears with a flying tackle leap! She's dressed as a pirate and of course she seems to have a real sword. "Trick or treat, Donald!!!" She exclaims, her eyes shimmering. She knows whatever Donald is giving out, it'll be good. But whatever his treat is, it's not as great as seeing him of course.

1000 years late but who’s counting? happy halloween. @quacky-patch

It was kind to warn him, but nothing would have prepared him for 20+ pounds of mighty duck from slamming into him and sending him barreling. 

With a quack of distress and alarm, Donald becomes nothing more but a blurring paint line of blue, white and Webby-purple that collides with the farthest wall and allows the dazed duck to regain some semblance of brain. He shakes his head and beams brightly the moment he realizes just who nearly shattered every broken bone in his body ��� Webby! 

“Webby!!” The duck sweeps up to his feet and hoists the young pirate high! “Trick or Treat, Webby!” He happily greets in return. “You look you could command a whole armada of krakens, dear!” Was that her intention? He does, however, spot the real sword and feels an inkling of nervousness. That almost stabbed him, didn’t it. Who would give a child real sword?!

…

His uncle.

Of course.

But then again, Webby did have Ms. B looking after her, too. Nothing Webby wore tonight would likely skate by the old maid without her permission, Donald knew that for a fact. So he chose not to get too agitated at his innocent-til-proven-guilty uncle, beaming again. 

Scooping up the nearby ebony tray lined with packaged halloween-themed cake pops and mystery treats wrapped up in bat-printed plastic, he daintily takes a handful and carefully plops it in Webby’s bag. “Hope you like ‘em! I made them all myself!” Boasts the duck proudly.

[kuroheishi]

Damn it yuichiro, I had no idea you was best friend with an talking duck!!

“Huh? Does a talking duck even exist?”