#Ducksworth

[alex-mcytandother]

Them!!!

Happy (early) Christmas, here's the sillies as a treat ( owiebrainhurts, ducksworth and certainly laz)

[certainlylazfanblr]

The Fumblr - Laz

The Tumblr - Ducksworth

The Mumblr - Owiebrainhurts

[violet-ophelia-boss]

IM BACK IN THE FUCKING BUILDING AGAIN!

Laz exposed me in 1020p to owie and ducks worth for writing laz x yt fanfiction, but yet I got something to work with after 2 minutes.

So, yeah..... hope he doesnt find this, especially not on stream, or shame will be upon me... Or not but amen.

Laz was editing his video (crazy, I know!), and then he looked at the notifications. His friends talking about how he and his twin Fulham would look like if they got a bbl, the usual spam, an email from raid shadow legends trying to get a sponsor from him, and then he saw another one, but it wasn't common like others. It was from his partner (he's still in denial with friends, but the universe knows they're dating) YouTube!

" Hey Certainly Laz!

I would like to invite you to a special event: the YouTube awards! Would you like to join us? I already booked the hotel room for you, and yes, you're NOT going to pay for it, because you're too fucking broke (we all know it's true). No, I'm not going to sleep with you if you're thinking that. I'm just doing you a favor. But. Anyways. Wear elegant clothes and DO NOT wear the grandpa ahh clothes or funny t-shirt ( ex. Man I Love Froggychair). For the rest be drunk, fumble and be silly wherever you want and have fun babe <3

YouTube.

P.s. no, the fact that it's a special room just for you, and it's different from the others does NOT make it sus. Get your mind out of the gutter 🤨😉"

"Oh nice, gotta ask my friends in the group chat if they got this invite!" Some minutes later, he totally regret that decision. So he waits, until that day comes, to meet them once again...

OKAY IM SO SO SORRY IM GOING TO BUY A FUCKING UKULELE AFTER THIS ONE AGHHHH

[gojira007]

There are so, SO many cute clever touches here, like Dewey and Gyro's animal "hats" or Launchpad's steering wheel waistband, and your use of organic colors to let you keep the characters' signature palettes in place while still fully committing to the Merfolk Aesthetic is impressively well-rendered. I also love all the distinct poses and the fun ways you REALLY lean into the underwater floating environment in realizing each one.

Merducks merducks merducks

[ohmegayeen]

What if Dev finds out he's bi because of Kennueth.

[undistilledfaggotry]

officially one year on hrt! the boobs are breasting, the hips are doin whatever the fuck hips do, i'm gonna be the hottest genderfreak this side of the Ganges

[sk8-925]

Tag 14

Heute endlich mal wieder Skatepark Hasenheide. Kurz nach 9h war ich der erste dort. Der (vmtl.) Obdachlose im Pavillon wusste noch, dass ich beim letzten Mal ne Kanne Tee mit hatte. Heute auch. Aber es war so warm, dass mir gar nicht so nach Tee war. Sonst war niemand da. Aber schon so ab halb 11, waren mehr Leute dort als sonst. Was jetzt aber auch nur heißt, dass da mit mir ca. 7 Leute gefahren sind. Aber dieses Mal waren auch drei Teens dabei. Was ein bisschen ungewöhnlich ist. Ich muss mir mal durchlesen, wie die Tricks heißen, die ich gerade so täglich übe. Mache natürlich immer noch keine großen Sprünge. Sowohl metaphorisch als auch wörtlich. Ganz unzufrieden bin ich aber nicht. Eigentlich hätte ich Lust, noch ein bisschen auf der Miniramp zu üben. Aber Leben ist ja kein Ponyhof. Auf der Rückfahrt von Bremen nach Berlin habe ich den Podcast "Und dann kam Punk" mit Yvonne Ducksworth gehört. Dabei ging es auch um die Band "Combat Not Conform" in der sie gesungen hatte.

Weil es auf der LP auch einen Song "Skate Straight" gibt, schreibe ich davon hier. Und auf der JDL Facebook Seite gibt's noch ein Foto aus der Zeit. Würde mich ja sehr interessieren, wo damals so geskatet wurde. Das erste Foto heute auf dem Skateplatz, habe ich von einem Plakat gemacht, dass für eine Ausstellung am vergangenen Wochenende geworben hat. Daran konnte ich natürlich nicht mehr teilnehmen. Aber ich hab mal ein bisschen recherchiert und habe das Instagram-Profil des Veranstalters gefunden. Besonders diesen Eintrag fand ich spannend, weil darin auch so ein zweckentfremdeter Ort in Kreuzberg vorkommt, der befahren wurde. Soviel für heute.

[zorakihyena]

I went to Lucille, the Largest Llama in the World and all I got was these lousy 3t2 conversions. [Redownload]

Welcome to scenic Viper Canyon, and remember your visit with an Orb of Answers from Supernatural! How about a SnapTastic Flimsy-Cam from World Adventures? A Ducksworth of Bathington from Base Game? Maybe even a shrunken extracted rock of Will Wright's head? Come on, if this stuff is too nice for ya', I got some crap!

Random Sims 3t2 Clutter plus the giant Will head ripped into sculpture form. *Fixed bin bounding on Will head; all of object should be selectable in-game

Orb of Answers - Found Under Hobbies - Recreation - Costs §195

Ducksworth of Bathington - Found Under Plumbing - Showers & Tubs - Costs §40

SnapTastic Flimsy-Cam - Found Under Electronics - Small Electronics - Costs §250

Whatchu' Talkin' About Will? Head Replica - Found Under Hobbies - Knowledge - Costs §120

Download All Conversions + Will Head

~ Individual Downloads:

Download 3t2 SN Orb of Answers

Download 3t2 BG Rubber Ducky

Download 3t2 WA Cheap Camera

Download Extracted Will Wright Rock Head

[taleroftells]

Faded Fics #2

Taking a step away from Digimon, here's a fanfic I started writing for the Ducktales reboot. From time to time, I like to re-write movies or episodes of TV shows that didn't live up to the hype, although this is the one I wrote more than a summary. It's a re-write of "The Duck Knight Returns." Enjoy!

The Duck Knight Divergence

Scrooge McDuck adjusted the papers on his desk.  It looked like casting for his latest project was complete, and filming was due to start on schedule, although he made a mental note to ask that director fellow if the villain had a mustache to twirl...

There was a knock at the door, then Ducksworth stuck his ghostly head through the still-closed entry.

"Dinner is served, Mr. McDuck.  I suggest you hurry before the children eat it all."

"Those aren't children, they're eating machines!"  Scrooge put the papers down.  "I dinna' suppose I can put them on a diet?"

Ducksworth raised a ghostly eyebrow.

"Very unlikely, sir."

"Curse me kilts..." Scrooge levered himself to his feet.  "I'll finish this later."

In another timeline, the two would have been distracted at this point by a disaster involving Scrooge's nephew, Mrs. Beakley's fine china, and a very stubborn can of chicken soup, however in this timeline Mrs. Beakley was able to stop Donald before things could get out of hand.  Now curious, Ducksworth floated over to the paper.

"What are you working on, sir?"

"A movie, based off some old TV show. I wouldna' have bothered, but the rights were about t'expire."

Ducksworth's eyes narrowed at the words on top of the page.

"Isn't this the show your new chauffeur watches?"

Scrooge paused in the middle of opening the door.

"I dinnae know...it could be."

"Perhaps you should ask him to get involved, sir?" Ducksworth suggested pointedly.  "If he knows the series half as well as he talks about it, he could make an excellent consultant.  And he'll do it for free."

Scrroge paused, the lack of desire to deal with that ditzy driver-turned-pilot warring with the word free.

"I'll think about it," he said.

***

Drake Mallard watched as the climax of Darkwing Duck episode 38 "Clyde's Dale-usion" played, before turning off the bootlegged DVD.  It was time to go.

He paused to look at himself in the mirrow, grinning as he did so.  He was going to be Darkwing Duck.  He would get his face on those lunchboxes, just like Jim Starling! 

The first scene they were filming was supposed to be what the director called "The contemplation of the eternal flame of the soul."  Or rather what the scriptwriters sarcastically referred to as "The contemplation of all the money we're going to lose" and "Angsty, angsty, angstiness" when Alastair Boorswan's back was turned.  Boorswan wasn't too popular among the rest of the production people, but he'd recieved an Omar award for "The Beautiful Soul" a year or two ago, and he'd apparently been one of those few directors who were willing to take on such an obscure old series.  Drake frankly had bad feelings about the movie, especially when they'd given him the script.  Still, it was his first starring role, and what better way to get his big break than playing the character who'd inspired him so much?

Drake tweaked that classic Darkwing hat.  He still had no idea why he'd been chosen, but he wasn't about to look a gift role in the mouth.

Exiting the trailer, Drake could see a knot of people over by the day's set.  Almost normal, but Drake recognized some of the movie's screenwriters and editing people among them, the folks who he didn't normally see by the set.  The small, but increasing, crowd was watching two people arguing heatedly over something.

What's going on?  Drake wondered.

He could see the figure of Alistair Boorswan as one of the arguers.  He didn't know the other one, some tall redheaded guy with a bomber jacket.  Drake did, however, recognize one of the onlookers as Scrooge McDuck, the world's richest duck who owned the studio.

"...And that script is not Darkwing Duck," the redhead was saying.  "It's too dark.  D.W. would never scare anyone like that, not deliberately at least."

"That's because it's 'Darkwing Duck'," Boorswan retorted.  "It's not called 'Cheesywing Duck'."

"Have you ever even seen the show?"

Boorswan froze.  "Uh..."

"Can you even name one episode?"

The silence, disturbed only by soft mutters from the direction of the writers, was deafening.

"Look, Mr. Boorswan," the newcomer said in a less harsh but no less passionate voice.  "You're a great director, I'm sure.  But, I think the movie will be better if it were truer to the original."

"Who would want to watch a comedy?"  Boorswan protested.  "Nobody wants a superhero comedy."

"Actually, Guardians of the Universe did pretty well," Drake said.  "Wasn't that a superhero comedy?"

Every head in the group turned to face him.  The newcomer looked a bit woozy for a moment before getting a good look at him.

"Oh, wow...wait, you're not Jim Starling!"

"I'm not exactly a camel, either," Drake replied using a line from the Darkwing episode he'd been watching.  He didn't expect anyone to get the reference, nobody did, but to his immense delight the guy laughed.

"You a fan?"

"Only the president of the Darkwing Duck fan club.  I'm Drake Mallard."

"Launchpad McQuack, I'm the new consultant.  Where's Jim Starling?"

"They never asked him to come," Drake admitted.  "I don't think anyone's even told him about the movie."

Launchpad blinked, then he turned to Boorswan.

"You didn't even tell Starling?  Without Jim Starling, there is no Darkwing Duck!"

"We don't need Starling," Boorswan snapped.  "That old has-been's done!"

"Not anymore.  We're bringing him in..."

"He won't be playing Darkwing, will he?"  Drake asked nervously.  "I mean, I was already hired to play him..."

"Don't worry, we can work around that.  But there's going to be a lot of changes around here..."

"You can't do this to me!"  Boorswan protested, this time to McDuck.  "I'm an accomplished, awarded director.  This fanboy knows nothing about directing.  Why should I take orders from him?"

"Sorry, Alistair," McDuck said.  "I told ye right from the start that my only requirement is that the villain has a nice moustache to twirl.  Besides, he's offered t'do the consultation for free.  You're the one who's costing most of the budget."

"That's because I'm an accomplished director..."

"Yes, and you're still the director.  You just get to direct his way now."

"Starting with the script," Launchpad added.  "Who wrote that, anyway?"

The three screenwriters looked at each other.

"That was us, but..."

"Have you seen Darkwing Duck?"

"Uh...no."

"I rest my case," Launchpad said.  "Now, this is going to be a bit tricky.  We need a new script ASAP, but I have to agree on it before anything is finalized.  Now we'd better get cracking.  Uh...anyone got a VCR on them?"

"What?"  The writer who had spoken earlier asked.  "What are we doing?"

"We're going to watch Darkwing Duck!"

"I've got a few episodes burned on DVD in my trailer," Drake offered.  "And if you guys need any help re-writing the script, I took a screenwriting course in college and I know the series."

"Great!"  Launchpad exclaimed.  "Let's go!"

It took them a couple of days working overtime to whip out a new script to make the movie into a pass-the-torch movie to link Starling's Darkwing with Drake, with a greater emphasis on comedy.  That didn't mean the old script was completely gone, some elements of the old script were kept in.  The full script was cheesy, slapsticky, and in Drake's eyes perfect.  Granted, he'd done more than his share of writing the script since he knew the show better than anyone except for Launchpad.

[Summary of in-universe film: The film would star Drake as Dick Greylag, an average guy who was currently working as a plumber.  While repairing pipes at the house of Brant Reid, a reclusive billionaire, Greylag would discover that Reid was in fact Darkwing Duck, a vigilante who had mysteriously disappeared ten years before.  Reid would not react too kindly to the discovery and chase Greylag out, but not before revealing the reason for his retirement: someone had found out his secret identity(?).

Meanwhile, Darkwing's old nemesis Megavolt would be in prison.  He would somehow get his hands on an old film projector and manage to bring the characters on screen into the real world, lead by an old-time villain with a very twirly mustache.  They would escape using the characters' abilities.  At first, Megavolt would command the fictional characters, but they would quickly decide they didn't need to take orders from him, and would keep him captive with the intent of bringing more movie characters to life.  More specifically those huge cheesy movie monsters from series like Duckzilla. 

The only thing their little plan would fail to take into account was the hapless Dick Greylag, who would stumble into their hideout while fixing toilets.  Captured by them, Greylag would escape and then try to convince Reid to help him.  Reid would refuse, since he would be paranoid about his secret identity and believe Greylag's story to be just a ruse to lure him out of hiding.  Greylag would decide Reid was just being a jerk.  In the end, he would "borrow" Reid's old costume and go out to confront the movie characters.

During a complicated slapsticky fight sequence, it would be revealed that Greylag knew martial arts and could take care of himself.  He would still be outnumbered, however, and quickly captured again.  The movie characters would then enact their plan to bring the cheesy movie monsters out, and they would trash the city.  Just when things would be at their worst, Reid would turn up in an older Darkwing costume.  He and Greylag would save the day by putting the film used to transport everyone out of the movies into rewind, sucking them all back in.

With the situation now resolved, Reid would realize that Greylag had a lot of potential, and plan to make him the new Darkwing.  Meanwhile, Megavolt would slip away, and free the rest of the old villains in order to set things up for the sequel.]

[cejav13]

Screening of the new CBS Daytime Drama, Beyond The Gates with the cast & Sheila Ducksworth, executive producer and president of CBS Studios/NAACP venture at SCAD TVFest in Atlanta on Wednesday, Feb. 5, 4:30 p.m.

Click link above for tickets

[certainlylazfanblr]

"Yeah Acho just wanted me to kill him"

Now kiss /j

[drawingducktalesducks]

Webby: Tonight we’re breaking into this abandoned McDuckies’!

Lena: Nice. Got a hairpin, Vi?

Violet: Yes. And a set of newly acquired lock picks.

Webby: And we shall be exploring it’s dark and forbidden halls!   

Lena: Keep the picks, the pin’s for my bangs.

Webby: Armed with only our courage, a spiked mace, a diamond dagger, magic, Violet's survival badge, and my blackbelt in ten different unarmed martial arts-

Violet: Then how shall we gain illicit entry?   

Lena: By breaking, duh. Trespassing lesson number one- it’s not cool to make it look like someone forgot to lock up.

Violet: Noted.

Webby: Together, against all odds we shall uncover the mystery of this foreboding burger joint-

Lena: Lesson two, use a sweater to muffle the noise...

Webby: -which we have specifically chosen to trespass upon-

Lena: ..Aaaand we’re in.

Webby: -because it’s HAUNTED!

Lena: And nope, nooope we’re heading right back out.

Violet: Curses.

Webby: Wait! We haven’t even ordered anything yet!

Lena: Yeah because I reeeally wanna eat something fried up by a dead guy.

Webby: I know me too!!!

Lena: Sarcasm, Pink.

Webby: oh

Lena: The zero hesitation was cool though.

Webby: Thanks!

Violet: You enjoy Ducksworth’s grilled cheese and he is a ghost.

Lena: No he’s a demon and he wasn’t FIRED right before he kicked it. The guy’s got paid vacation. He’s chill.

Violet: Fair point.

Webby: Please Lena? My beautiful teenage trespasser par none? Please?

Lena: Ugghhh… Pink, can’t I just treat you to a normal burger?

Webby: Yes definitely! I’d love go on a date!

Lena: Great! ..... wait-

Webby: AFTER the GHOST BURGER.

Lena: ...

Webby: ...

Lena: ..

Webby: ..

Lena: ...fine

Webby: YES! GHOST BURGER WOO-HOO!

Lena: Yay. Whee. Woo. Hoo.

Violet: You truly cannot say ‘no’ to her, hmm?

Lena: Shut up or you’re paying for your own ghost fries.

Violet: The price of my silence is two ghost fries and a milkshake.

Lena: What, you think I can’t say ‘no’ to you either?

Violet: Correct.

Lena: well jokes on you ‘cause im stealing the stupid ghost fries AND the milkshake so the price for me is gonna be zero. Ha!

Violet: Do not forget the ketchup.

Violet: ....Chump.

[kyra45]

joyfuljellyfishkitty psa/warning/beware

While I have made other posts about this account, this is a detailed one with images showing their ask and the post they stole. Please note this is only one of their urls. Previous urls will be listed below and updated if more are found. When this user removes their icon, they’ve likely already moved to another account as they have abandoned past accounts in this manner.

Past usernames: lynhelbet | lynhelbett | lynhelbet1

Below is the ask they are sending and I’ve hopefully ID’d it correctly so it’s accessible!

[Image ID: A screenshot of an ask from the username joyfuljellyfishkitty that says “HelIo! I have been blessed many times, now I try to touch your hearts to help protect my little angel grace diagnosed with sickle cell disease. but the worst were the three strokes to the brain.

Thank you once again for getting here and for everything you can do for Grace's well-being. Donate anything please if you're able” and ends with a praying hands emoji. /End ID]

This ask is unfortunately a scam ask, as the sender is not the real mother of the child. Through some searching by a friend, the real mother and child was located that the scammer is using for their scam. I’ll also attempt to make the other two screenshots accessible as well.

[Image ID: A screenshot from a GoFundMe post with an image of a child in hospital care attached to hospital devices with a unicorn plushie and a snowman toy. The text reads: “Warriors Need Heroes Too - Eden’s Emergency Fund” with five hundred and fifty dollars raised. /End ID]

Below is only part of the story shown but it’s from the GoFundMe page.

[Image ID: A screenshot of a GoFundMe post made by a person called Keiera Ducksworth who is organizing the fundraiser. There is only a portion of the full story shown and it is as follows: “Hi, my name is Keira Ducksworth and I am the mother of Eden Causey. At three weeks old, Eden was diagnosed with Sickle Cell Disease, a blood disorder. My first cousin lost her battle to the disease before the age of twenty- one so I was well aware of how serious this illness really is. On October Eleventh Twenty Twenty, Eden was hospitalized at Merit Health Wesley in Hattiesburg, Mississippi. This was not uncommon and was not our first rodeo.” /End ID]

I know this post is quite long, but this confirms that the scammer stole a legitimate fundraiser and is not who they say they are. Unfortunately the real GoFundMe is no longer active which may be why they stole its images.

[lorientours]

One more violin song, Zelda thought, and I may kill this man. She had already thought about it, of course. …We all have our place, she thought, and apparently mine is strung up in the basement of this musical maniac, who likes to play violin at all hours of the night.

Keep it down, will you?” Zelda shouted.

“It’s gotta be two in the morning.” She said. “Can you let the poor violin rest?”

Shoutout to “I shot my husband” Zelda Ducksworth.

[undistilledfaggotry]

white claw in da tub fo tonight

[pigeontakeover]

@ducksworth

i run ttrpg games *very* rarely, just halloween one-offs every couple of years. but! here is the the most fun theatrical trick i've played on my players. it totally got them

this was a story that was going to begin with the players playing themselves, sitting around the table in my living room, and then in-game the living room (and the players) would be transported to another plane

i rigged up a bluetooth speaker next to the window and closed the curtains. about ten minutes after they came in, before the game even began, i began playing rain sounds very quietly over the speaker. every couple of minutes i turned the rain up louder. just as the game began, with the rain at near maximum volume, one of the players even said "wow, it's really coming down out there, it wasn't even raining when we arrived"

🙃

i wrote a creepy verbal ritual the players had to complete as a group to transport the room to another world. right as they finished the ritual, i turned off the lights in the room using a remote and turned off the rain sounds at the same time

it was crazy effective. realistically it only took them a couple of seconds to figure out how I'd managed to turn off the rain, but they all said later on that those few seconds were completely disorientating, even frightening

anyway, i'm still proud of it 💜