#Saving Mr Scrooge

[quiverwingquack]

I FOUND FINALE STORYBOARDS IM SO EXCITED!!! It’s the part where Scrooge finds out Webby’s his daughter and that scene with Beakley that lives rent free in my head. Plus this is the first storyboard with Beakley I think I’ve ever seen. I love them so much.

If anyone has any other DT17 storyboards, btw, please send them my way! I want to see them!

[kurosublackvinegar979]

UNCLE MONEYBAGS IS HERE IN RAVEN BROOKS!

[fictionadventurer]

For anyone interested, the script to this version seems to be available on Kindle Unlimited.

This is the wrong season to be talking about it, but literally no adaptation of Christmas Carol will ever top this one stage adaptation I saw in 2018, and it’s 100% because of the first scene of the play

Almost every Christmas Carol starts with the same scene: Christmas Eve, the day before Scrooge is visited by the three ghosts. This is the same scene that the rest of the audience - including myself - is expecting to see

The house lights go out. The stage is dark

A boy is singing: “God rest ye merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay…”

The sound of wind whistles through the dark of the theater.

“Remember Christ our savior was born on Christmas day, to save us all from Satan’s power…”

The boy pauses. The wind picks up. Somewhere in the audience, a child sounds upset

“…When we had gone astray. Oh tidings…”

The boy’s voice fades away. The wind howls

A church bell rings

The stage lights come on. Fog is floating across the stage. A deacon, two gentlemen, and Scrooge stand in the fog like islands in a sea

Between them is a coffin

The wind howls. It makes the word, “Ebenezer,” in a voice that shakes the floor

The deacon says: “Forasmuch as it hath pleased Almighty God to take unto himself the soul of our departed Jacob Marley…”

“Ebenezer,” says the wind

Scrooge whips around at the sound. Fog coils around his feet

Nobody else on stage hears his name

“…We therefore commit his body to the ground; earth to earth-”

“Earth,” says the wind

“-ashes to ashes-”

“Ashes,” says the wind

“-and dust to dust”

“Dust” says the wind

“In the certain hope of eternal life through our Lord Christ; who shall change-”

“Change” says the wind

“-our vile body-”

“Change” says the wind

“-that it may be like unto His glorious body-”

“Change” says the wind

A church bell rings. Children are crying in the audience

One by one, the parishioners exit the stage. Scrooge is left alone with the coffin

He says a few words - laughs at his mishearing voices on the wind - and turns to leave

A church bell rings

Scrooge pauses - and turns to look at the coffin

Lights flash. The coffin lid slams open, and the ghost of Jacob Marley, horrible, pale, and screeching, leaps out of the coffin, hands reaching out to Scrooge and howling - 

“SAVE YOURSELF!”

Lights flash and the stage goes dark. Children are screaming. Parents are screaming. I’m screaming

The rest of the production was gorgeous, but I still maintain that the first scene was the greatest thing I’ve ever seen attached to any adaptation of Christmas Carol

[luna-azzurra]

Ways to hit your readers in the gut

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With these techniques, you have the power to touch your readers' souls, leaving an indelible impression. Remember to weave these moments seamlessly into your narrative, allowing them to enrich your characters and themes. Let your words resonate and ignite emotions, for that is the essence of impactful storytelling.

[will80sbyers]

Do you still have the list of movies that inspired ST4? I had a picture of it but I lost it and I haven't been able to find it since. Please and thank you in advance.

Yep!

Long post warning lol

300

2001: A Space Odyssey

47 Meters Down: Uncaged

12 Monkeys

28 Days Later

13th Warrior

Ace Ventura: Pet Detective

Ace Ventura: When Nature Calls

Altered States

Amelie

American Sniper

Analyze This

Annihilation

Aristocats

Armageddon

Assassins Creed

Avengers: Age of Ultron

Arrival

Almost Famous

Batman Begins

Batman V. Superman

Basket Case

Battle at Big Rock

Beauty and the Beast

Beetlejuice

Behind Enemy Lines

Beverly Hills Cop

Bill and Ted’s Bogus Journey

Billy Madison

Black Cauldron

Black Swan

Boondock Saints

Borat

Bram Stoker’s Dracula

Burn After Reading

Broken Arrow

Blade Runner

C.H.U.D

Con Air

Cast Away

Congo

Constantine

Children of Men

Cabin in the Woods

Crank

Casablanca

Carrie

Crimson Tide

Clueless

Dukes of Hazzard

Don’t Breathe

Death to Smoochy

Doom

Dark Knight

Dogma

Deep Blue Sea

Dreamcatcher

Drop Dead Fred

Die Hard

Die Hard 2

Die Hard 3

Don’s Plum

Dances with Wolves

Dumb and Dumber

Edward Scissorhands

Enter the Void

Ex Machina

Event Horizon

Emma (2020)

Forrest Gump

Fargo

Fisher King

Full Metal Jacket

Ferris Bueller

Fallen

Fugitive

Ghost

Girl with the Dragon Tattoo

Ghostbusters

Good Fellas

Girl Interrupted

Godzilla: King of the Monsters

Get Out

Good Will Hunting

Hackers

High Fidelity

Hellraiser 1

Hellraiser 2

Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

Hidden

High School Musical

Hurt Locker

Heat

Hunger Games

Highlander

Hell or High Water

Home Alone

I am Legend

It’s a Wonderful Life

In Cold Blood

Inception

I am a Fugitive from Chain Gang

Inside Out

Island of Doctor Moreau

It Follows

Interview with a Vampire

Inner Space

Into the Spiderverse

Independence Day

Jupiter Ascending

John Carter of Mars

Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom

James Bond (All Movies)

Julie

Karate Kid

Knives Out

Kingsmen

Little Miss Sunshine

Labyrinth

Long Kiss Goodnight

Lost Boys

Leon: The Professional

Let the Right One In

Little Women (1994)

Mad Max: Fury Road

Magnolia

Men in Black

Mimic

Matrix

Misery

My Cousin Vinny

Mystic River

Minority Report

Mr. and Mrs. Smith

Neverending Story

Never Been Kissed

No Country for Old Men

Nightmare on Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors

North by Northwest

Open Water

Orange County

Oceans 8

Oceans 11

Oceans 12

One Flew over the Cuckoo’s Nest

Ordinary People

Paddington 2

Platoon

Pulp Fiction

Papillon

Pan’s Labyrinth

Pineapple Express

Peter Pan

Princess Bride

Paradise Lost

Primal Fear

Prisoners

Peter Jackson’s King Kong

Reservoir Dogs

Ravenous

Rushmore

Road Warrior

Rogue One

Reality Bites

Raider of the Lost Ark

Red Dragon

Robocop

Shooter

Sky High

Swingers

Sword in the Stone

Step Up 2

Spy Kids

Saving Private Ryan

Shape of Water

Swept Away

Star Wars: Return of the Jedi

Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back

Superbad

Society

Swordfish

Stoker

Splice

Silence of the Lambs

Source Code

Sicario

Se7en

Starship Troopers

Scrooged

Splash

Silver Bullet

Speed

The Visit

The Italian Job

The Mask of Zorro

True Lies

The Blair Witch Project

The Lord of the Rings Trilogy

Tangled

The Craft

The Guest

The Devil’s Advocate

The Graduate

The Prestige

The Rock

Titanic

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

The Fly

Tombstone

The Mummy

The Guardian

The Goofy Movie

The Peanut Butter Solution

Toy Story 4

The Ring

The Crazies

The Mist

The Revenant

The Perfect Storm

The Shining

Terminator 2

The Truman Show

Temple of Doom

The Cell

To Kill a Mockingbird

Timeline

The Good Son

The Orphan

The Birdcage

The Green Mile

The Raid

The Cider House Rules

The Lighthouse

The Book of Henry

The A-Team

The Crow

The Terminal

Thor Ragnarok

Twister

The Descent

The Birds

Total Recall

The Natural

The Fifth Element

True Romance

Terminator: Dark Fate

The Hobbit Trilogy

Unforgiven

Unbreakable

Unleashed

Very Bad Things

Wayne’s World

What Women Want

War Dogs

Wedding Crashers

What’s Eating Gilbert Grape

Welcome to the Dollhouse

Welcome to Marwen

Wet Hot American Summer

What Lies Beneath

What Dreams May Come

War Games

Who Framed Roger Rabbit

Weird Science

Willow

Wizard of Oz

Wanted

Young Sherlock Holmes

You’ve Got Mail

Zodiac

Zoolander

[ducktoonsfanart]

Donald Duck, Della Duck, Daisy Duck, Gus Goose and Gyro Gearloose's Easter and Birthday Celebration - Donald's Family and Friends - Quack Pack AU - Duckverse

Even though I know it’s past, I wish everyone a happy Easter once again, according to the Julian calendar, as well as the one that has passed, as well as a happy belated birthday to Gyro Gearloose and Gus Goose and happy birthday to my best and favorite character, Donald Duck, who will celebrate his 90th birthday this year! And happy birthday to Daisy and Della Duck, since they are also celebrating their birthday at the same time as Donald Duck. And together with their friends and relatives. And they are present at Donald’s jubilee 90th birthday. I drew as the end of the celebration of the Easter holidays as well as the birthday of my favorite characters.

On June 7, 1940, Donald's classic short “Mr Duck Steps Out” was shown, featuring Daisy Duck for the first time. 9/6/1934 The Classic Short "The Wise Little Hen" was shown and Donald Duck appeared there for the first time. Donald Duck will become one of the main stars of not only Disney, but also cartoon films, comics and video games at all. Certainly there is no need to tell his history. Della Duck is first mentioned in the comic book Donald's Nephews, and then made her first appearance in the 1994 comic strip "The Empire Builder from Calisota" by Don Rosa, from The Life and Times of Scrooge McDuck. Gyro Gearloose first appeared in the comic "Gladstone's Terrible Secret" published in May 1952 by Carl Barks. On May 18, 1938, in the classic short "Donald's Cousin Gus", Donald's cousin Gus Goose, who always likes to eat, appears for the first time. So I wish everyone a happy birthday. Certainly to all who are Orthodox (especially those who celebrate according to the Julian calendar and who celebrate after the Jewish Passover) who live in Palestine, Syria, Egypt, Armenia, Greece, Serbia, Cyprus, Russia, Belarus, Bulgaria, Romania, Georgia, Ukraine, Montenegro, North Macedonia and to all Orthodox people living around the world, I wish you a happy Easter! Christ is risen! Христос васкресе!

If someone asks me, yes, it is celebrated differently among the Orthodox and differently among the Catholics and Protestants, so it turned out to be a completely different Easter this year. Don’t worry, there will be a joint Easter next year. So Orthodox Easter fell on this day. The day he was crucified and died, resurrected and defeated death and the devil and proved that there is eternal life for all of us who believe. Glory to Jesus Christ who died for all of us sinners and rose again for all of us to save us!

This time Jose Ze Carioca (José Carioca-Zé Carioca) and Donald found themselves together and applied one traditional Serbian custom for Easter, and that is beating eggs, hitting egg on egg. The one who hits well and leaves that egg undamaged, is the winner. So I put them on this time too. And don’t worry, they don’t eat eggs, they are mostly artificial eggs. ;)

I drew a drawing, this time with adults keeping the Easter tradition and celebrating a birthday and mostly I combined from Quack Pack, The Legend of The Three Caballeros, Donald Duck comics (Italian comics), Ze Carioca comics (Brazilian comics), Darkwing Duck, Ducktales both versions, Double Duck and Duck Avenger (Paperinik) comics. It's mostly part of that Quack Pack AU of mine. I drew mostly in my own way. In addition to beating eggs, there are also Easter eggs, cherries and birthday cake. Mostly present in this drawing are Donald Duck, Daisy Duck, Jose Ze Carioca (José Carioca-Zé Carioca), Rosinha Maria Vaz, Nestor, Aracuan Bird, Panchito Pistoles, Della Duck, Gyro Gearloose, Dickie Duck, Little Helper, Gus Goose, Fethry Duck, Gladstone Gander, Abner Whitewater Duck, Uno Ducklair (One-Uno), Drake Mallard, Fenton Crackshell, Gandra Dee, Morgana Macawber, Launchpad McQuack, Lyla Lay and Kay K. I wanted to add more characters, but unfortunately not all of them would fit on my drawing. Sorry!

I hope you like this drawing and this idea and feel free to like and reblog this, just don’t use these same ideas of mine without mentioning me. Thank you! Also Happy Easter to everyone once again and Happy Birthday to Gyro Gearloose, Gus Goose, Daisy Duck and Della Duck! But especially happy birthday to my best duck, Donald Duck! And this is just the beginning of that celebration!

This is also a gift for my friends @isabellanajera, @you-big-palooka, @elmer-dat-gander , @fantasticenthusiasttale and @barbiedisneyavenger as well as for a friend who recently celebrated her birthday, happy birthday dear @nuvemzinhacorderosa ! I hope you like this!

[moonlesslights]

Like you saw him.

Summary: Being the owner of a little bakery brings you closer to Mr. Scrooge. Seeing him every day is an habit by now, so it is obviously concerning when it is almost closing time and he hasn’t shown yet.

A/N: This man is big, and his big shoulders can crush me any day. Still, I let you here with some fluff and just a little bit of sexual innuendos. Enjoy and lots of love!

…

You saw him everyday.

Most of the time, by morning; when he walked through the bakery doors to ask for the new recipe you manage to create every week. Some other occasions, when work was tough, he would came by when the sun was already setting, asking (rather demanding) for the weekly and most expensive bread you had.

Today is one of those days.

There are only five minutes left of working hours before you close the shop like every other night. You know your parents will grow worried if you are late to home again, and by that you know that there had been only two occasions where you didn’t arrive home at time. Last christmas night, when a complete family showed up out of nowhere to buy tons of bread but keeping you for almost another half an hour; and the time when you sprained your ankle on your way back and weren’t able to walk much more from there.

Neither of both scenarios assure you your father wouldn’t leave home immediately to look for you if you spend a minute more sitting here. But you just can’t go with your last and traditional delivery still missing.

Your eyes dart at the clock in the back of the store, sighing. Just two minutes to nine. Just two minutes and you would be forced to leave.

Trying to distract yourself for the intimidating clock hands moving on an unstoppable pace, you continue your writing on your little notebook, adding quick annotations, encircling keywords and underlining some others to remember your future self to read that right and not miss any step (again). Your next work is almost done, at least in what theory respects.

Nine o’clock.

It was over.

You purse your lips, felling uneasy as you reach for your coat and scarf, slowly scanning the freezing and lonely streets that awaited for you. You frown. What if something happened?, what if he didn’t like this weekly bread as much as the past ones?, oh my, was it your fault?

No. Wait. And why should you care?, it is his goddamn business if he doesn’t think your cooking is good enough. He can look for another bakery if he wishes so, let’s see if they save a damn peace alone just for…

Ding.

Your neck almost cracks when the doorbell rings and you turn to see the entering figure with a bad, if at all, dissimulated surprise covering your features.

And there he was. Covered in snowflakes and leaving a snowy mess all over the shop floor. His dark coat seemed to be little for the sharp cold city tonight, but you couldn’t catch a single hint of shivers running through him, not even when his gloveless hands wiped off some more white dust of his clothes. Rather than that, he appears to have been in a hurry with his reddened cheeks and unfazed breathing.

And you knew you shouldn’t have, but you smiled, sincere, almost relieved to see him there.

He had always had that effect on you. You never knew why, why did the most hated man of this city caused you to do nothing but relax in his presence, why did everyone despised him, why didn’t you. Safety is the usual word that come across your mind. You feel safe with him. He may be grumpy, serious and alarmingly rude, but you don’t think he could ever hurt you (as long as you're not indebted to him).

“Good evening, Mr. Scrooge.” Your greeting goes unanswered as he moves towards you, still trying to catch his breath. “Do you feel unwell?”

“Nothing that concerns you.” He does answer to that.

You nod, watching how his eyes travel along all the remaining bread of the afternoon and, as always, waiting for his usual request.

However, one thing goes unplanned.

“I believe I arrived a little too late. Goodnight.”

As unpredictable his appearance was, his return to the exit doors was even more. His back was facing you before you could even register what had happened and his steps were hurried towards the cold streets again.

You frown, turning your gaze to him and to what he was watching a second ago with your mouth wide open. Two times until it hits you: the little wooden shelf where you kept the weekly creation was totally empty.

“Wait!” His hand on the handle, his body stiffens at your sudden call. He only gives you a sided look, refusing to let you see more of him. “You are here for the new bread, aren’t you?”

Another unanswered question.

You huff, shaking your head.

“Y’know, everything would be resolved if you just told me what you want…” You state while looking down and taking a paper box with one of your hands. Sighing, you place it on top of the counter. “Voilà.”

Slowly, he returns his face to you. Suspicious, he wrinkles his nose, asking you with a single lifted eyebrow what was that.

“Bread. The bread. The last one. Only for you.” You say almost in defeat. “Now, could you please take it?, it is already really late.”

You look up at him and he receives you with an unusual expression on his face. So much that it takes you by surprise.

His eyes are wide open and his mouth remains unclosed. Now both of his brows are slightly lifted as you can hear him almost gulp. You have never seen his pupils light up like this, almost like a tiny star trapped in there. His lips parted, you can see as one on the corners of his mouth fight to remain pointing down.

Screw you, Mr. Scrooge, you find yourself thinking as you watch closely his salt and pepper hair covered still in small snowflakes, his crooked nose and big shoulders underneath his clothes, making me lose my time, getting on my nerves… I don’t know why I still-

“I want you to come to have dinner in my house.”

Now, what?

“What was that?” You ask, suddenly snapping out of your trance.

He looks at you for a solid second before stating again:

“I want you to come to have dinner in my house.” This time he repeats every word with a considerable separation between each of them.

You tilt your head, remaining quiet for quite an unreasonable amount of time just trying to figure out the words coming to your ears. He has left you astonished and you can hear a little you mocking your saying of always having something smart to say.

Well, look at you now…

“Eh, mhm… Why?” You find out that was the only thing able to be formed by your mouth.

Little did you know, your companion was, if not more, falling into nervousness at the same time as you did.

What the hell had gotten to his mouth?

What was he even thinking?

“Because I want to.”

Your mouth falls open. Blinking slowly in his direction, you find yourself fighting to process the very conversation you were having right now. 

“Because you want to?” 

Ebenezer clears his throat, putting on his most confident face. 

“You told me to tell what I want.” He pauses, raising an eyebrow. “Well, I want that. I want you to join me to dinner.”

You blink again, and suddenly, his words snap in your head. Yes, you did tell him that, but you could have never believed he would have take it this literal. In less than a second, a smile takes over your lips, bringing a bursting laugh to your throat. 

“Are you serious?!” You ask, even more excited that you would’ve had like. 

Ebenezer nods, big open eyes with confussion looking at your reaction. You laugh again, giving him a big toothy smile and... He could have died right there. 

You just gave him that smile. The smile you gave when you were really happy, the smile he only had seen a few times, never to him, never in his direction. And maybe someone else would have scolded you for your lack of decency in that thunderous laugh, but him... He was fascinated. If you just stopped in the middle of it you would’ve had caught his bright pupils and the smile threatening to cling onto his own lips. 

“I would love to, Mr. Scrooge.” You finally take him out of his trance, welcoming him with another warm smile. 

“Ebenezer.” He rushes to say. 

Your eyes soften even more, nodding. 

“I would love to have dinner with you, Ebenezer.” You conceed. “When?”

“Christmas.” He bursts out, taking you aback. Well, that would be a hell of a long talk with your parents to be absent on that day, but still...

“Sure. That sounds amazing.” 

He smiled. 

A year has passed and looking back on that day, you can’t believe how much things have changed. 

Now, after a beatiful wedding only two months ago and another dog, you finally moved in to his house. Both have made a lot of remodelations and bought a lot more of decorations. In his words: The house came to life when you first set a foot on it. In yours: He was just a little careless. 

Now he is the first one to taste your weekly creation after, as always, trying to “help you” cooking. He and the two dogs usually are just there to make a mess and, every time, you end up with several hand marks in flour covering your hips, waist, belly and sometimes other places. 

Now he takes as an excuse how messy you both are after cooking to take you to the bath with him. He always insists to undress you, taking his time to caress your body, softly, before insisting again in washing your hair when you get into the bathtub. Then, sometimes, he gets cooky as he unbuttons his shirt, smiling when he catches your gaze on his exposed skin; some other times he just uses this excuse to bury himself in you, slowly, spilling water all over the floor everytime he pushes. 

Now he waits for you to fall asleep every night before he does. Taking you in his arms, your breath lulling him to sleep. Easing his hearth. And every day, his eyes, full of love, wish you good morning as he playfully pecks your lips. He makes breakfast, meals are usually out, when he takes a break from work and takes you to different restaurants all around the city; dinner is on you. He sets the table and you spoil him with a homemade food made with the groceries he always insist on shopping with you. 

Now, he might still be the most hated man in the city. But your love for him remains as untouched as the one that started growing in you since the very first day you saw him. 

[writebackatya]

Scrooge: Everyone, I have terrible news, as it turns out my trusted colleague, Bradford Buzzard, has been secretly working for FOWL this entire time

Della: {raises hands in the air} CALLED IT!

Donald: You did not…

Della: Yes I did! Ever since we were kids, Donnie, I did not trust him! I always said he was evil!

Donald: No, all you ever said was that he was a stick in the mud with a stick up his butt

Della: Well I’m wasn’t wrong there! Freaking bald bastard

Scrooge: Della! Please…

Della: What?! He’s officially a bad guy now! I’m just insulting him with straight up facts about him

Scrooge: Well some of us here are still processing the fact that a close colleague of ours would do something like this

Louie: {sudden realization} …He tried to kill me.

Della, Donald, & Scrooge: WHAT!?!

Louie: When I was the richest duck, he suggested that I turned off the magical defense system that was holding the Bombie as a way to save money! There’s no way he didn’t know about the Bombie, right? So yeah, I’m waaaay past the whole “processing” part. I’m ready to start making fun of the bald bastard

Donald: Louie!

Della: Wait. Bambi tried to kill you?

Scrooge: Getting back on track, all of us need to stay alert! We cannae trust anyone anymore, so be aware of anyone suspicious

Louie: Like Uncle Donald’s new girlfriend?

Della & Huey: WHAT!?!

Dewey: Yeah, you guys didn’t hear?! When Louie and I executed our brilliant plan to help get The Three Caballeros on Ms. Glamour’s It List, Uncle Donald fell in looooooooooovvvvve!

Della & Huey: OooOOooooo!

Louie: {shows the two a pic of Daisy} She’s like a 9 while he’s a 5 at best

Della: {looks at the phone} Hmmm…Oh yeah that is suspicious…

Donald: Oh gee, thanks everybody

Louie: Okay, sorry. High 5

Dewey: {slaps his hand against Louie’s}

Huey: Uncle Donald, we’re all just surprised AND happy that you found someone!

Della: Yeah. Wish you told us sooner, that’s like major news there! That’s like if you never told the boys about me when you and Uncle Scrooge were raising them Webby: Well actually- Scrooge: {jumps in before Webby can say anything while Donald silently mouths the words "Not now!" as he shakes his head at Webby} We all need to be extra careful these days. Gyro, how is security at the Bin? Gyro: Better than ever, Mr. McDuck! Nobody will be able to break into the bin without my knowledge Huey: What about Mark Beaks? Gyro: No! That was a fluke... Dewey: Glomgold? Gyro: He had the stopwatch! That doesn't count! Louie: Gee, I wonder how he got his hands on that... Gyro: Oh I don't wanna hear it, Green Nephew Della & Donald: Louie... Webby: ...Oooh! What about Agent Dee? We haven't heard from her in awhile and she might break in! Fenton: Ha-ha, whaaaaaat? Gyro: Like I said, security is better than ever and it is impossible for anyone to break in. Right, Dr. Intern?! Fenton: Yeah, right...{phone buzzes} So is this meeting over, I gotta go... Della: OooOoo. Got a hot date? Fenton: YES! I MEAN NO! I MEAN...I gotta go! {walks out of the room} Della: {whispers to Donald & Gyro} Oh he's seeing someone. And they're totally doing it Donald & Gyro: {exasperated sigh}

[godfrey-the-chaos-duck]

Uncle Night Highlights!

@violetganache42 isn't feeling well (get well soon vi) so I nominated myself to do the post

let's ignore the fact that I was a whole hour late, I scrolled up the chat to catch up really quick so anything up to The Depths Of Cousin Fethry is just from what I could gather from that)

Spies In Their Eyes

DuckTales feat. Period Typical Stereotypessss

Scrooge being boring

JAIL

From The Confidential Casefiles Of Agent 22!

BEAKLEY BADASSERY

60s Spy Movie Vibes

@writebackatya "More like The Man From U.N.C.L.E. Scrooge, amirite?"

GUMMI BEARS

@hueberryshortcake "Scrooge 'fuck it we ball' McDuck get surprised when all of his wards have 'fuck it we ball' mindsets"

@tealottie thirsting over Beakley (to absolutely nobody's surprise) but dammit she's right

Dime Enough For Luck

"THIS HOUSE IS A FUCKING NIGHTMAREEEE"

People Not Liking Gladstone

Magica's BEAUTIFUL ACCENT

Pointing out that WebLena is basically Dimeshipping but a generation down

Gladstone loses his luck (and his shit)

AUDIO PROBLEMS

"better luck next dime"

The Depths Of Cousin Fethry!

Huey kissing a worm (New ship: HueWorm)

Fethry and Huey being autistic

Dewey being an ableist POS and us all calling his ass out (he gets better at the end)

Neurodivergent ducks save the dayyyyy

(then we watched a bunch of cool DuckTales animatic and the audio was a Dumpster Fire)

House Of Scrooge

Scrooge McDuck bought the House Of Mouse and is a cheap bastard about it (but NO MORE PETE WOOO)

SHAKESPEARE CARTOON BABEYYYY it was a parody of A Midsummer Night's Dream and HELL YEAH

More of Scrooge's Mr. Krabs level cheapskatery

Mickey et al fighting fire with fire and ALSO being cheapskates (it doesn't work as intended)

Show And Tell feat. Scrooge's dime

VON DRAKE'S HOUSE OF GENIUS (in which he gets arrested)

Whatever Happened To Donald Duck?!

Everyone being Very Very Normal about this episode at the start

GHOST PEPPERS

Penumbra is Amazing

Dew-tective (and Webby's deerstalker hat)

that CREEPY ASS MOON BUG (which gave Donald temporary fighting skills!)

Donald actually went to therapy (the only one who actually did)

Collective Lunaris Hate

"There goes the bravest man on two worlds"

[violetganache42]

Here are my highlights from the Valentine's Day watch party, all in chronological order and categorized this time around:

"Mr. Duck Steps Out":

Just everyone's reactions to Daisy's voice when she made her debut

"Till Nephews Do Us Part":

The thirst counts for Missy and Mina overloading

The return of Bohemian Quacksody

Scrooge having paintings and a statue of Goldie EVERYWHERE (He is a fucking SIMP)

Corporate Cupcake, Money Muffins, Sweet Stocks …You know what? Just the pet names in general.

"KILL HER, BEAKLEY! GET HER ASS!"

WriteBackAtYa: "Spaceballs Ass Luggage"

Us when Millionara falls in the river:

Jamie: "PULL THE LEVER KRONK" Me: "WRONG LEVERRRRR" Tokuvivor: "Why do we even have that lever?!"

Magica cameo?!

And a Sixpence in Your Shoes

Goldie Shotgun!

"Fungus Amongus":

Godfrey and I sharing the same brain

Melody: "WHY ARE YOU BUYING CLOTHES AT THE DUCK SOUP STORE?!" Me: "FUCK YOU!"

Everyone going crazy over Morgana

hueberryshortcake: "Save me Scrooge McDuck" Me: "Scrooge McDuck" Godfrey: "Scrooge McDuck save me"

"Prissy is pissy"

DW not denying the girlfriend part

A sax play in the BG whenever Morgana is onscreen, just like Rouge in Sonic X

"NOOOO, NOT LAUNCHPAD!"

"The Golden Lagoon of White Agony Plains!":

RAID THE BUFFET!

Us going FERAL over Goldie

puffywuffy8904: "MY EX WIFE STILL MISSES ME" Me: "BUT HER AIM IS GETTIN' BETTER"

Let the lady lead

Jamie mentioning the "between the legs" joke from Life and Times (No filter, Don Rosa. lol)

THE FUCKING ELEVATOR JOKE

Bisexual waterfalls

Rexx shouting at Missy via an audio message

Foghorn Leghorn

"You loved gold more than you loved me."/"And that's why you loved me."

Jamie's storyboard project

Discord buffering during the FUCKING TANGO SCENE

"The Adorable Couple":

Me: "Piss on the moon, you cloud!" Godfrey: "YESSS PISS ON LUNARIS"

Rainbow connections

"The Duck Who Knew Too Much":

Us @ Fenton, M'ma, and Gandra's OG versions:

GONDRA

Learning OG Fenton was voiced by Hamilton Camp, thus bringing DT17 Fenton being voiced by Lin-Manuel Miranda full circle

Oppenheimer mention (Stop stealing from the ducks, Nolan!)

Goid

Missy: "cant believe they whitewashed daffy guys"

"SCROOGE, YOU DUMBASS"

Brunette Fenton

QUACKERJACK MENTION???

This whole fucking episode being worthy of the DT17 adaptation fic treatment *cough* Jamie *cough*

"Ghoul of My Dreams":

DRAKEPAD KISS

Archie being a hater

"WHERE IS GOSALYN?"

Jealous Launchpad

DEEEAM WORLD

Morgana needing better lipstick because of how fast it disappears in between scenes

WriteBackAtYa having so many jokes in his head about… goofy ass noises

"And now, with the city asleep, I can FINALLY STEAL ENOUGH MONEY TO PAY OFF MY STUDENT LOANS!"

Lottie pointing out how Archie looked like—

Me: "Goldie Shotgun sequel when?"

puffywuffy8904: "HOW IS THIS MF SLEEPIN IN THE DREAM WORLD" Us: "*Louie voice* I just am."

"The Dangerous Chemistry of Gandra Dee!":

DOOFENSHMIRTZ

puffywuffy8904: "Webby we need to get Fenton rizzed up"/"Please never say that again"

POWERPUFF GIRLS NARRATOR

Fenton's little growl

*seeing Fenton's hand-me-down suit from his dad* Goofy?

Prego

"YOU WILL RUE THE DAY!"

Gandra obliterating the wrong twink

"What kind of monster doesn't like glazed donuts?"

"Do you feel that spark?" ⚡️ZAP⚡️

The Beaks dab

"What? No signal? Boo!"

"TWO BAD THINGS COULD HAPPEN!"

"I've got your kids! Maybe. I'm not sure how this family works."

ANCHOR ARMS

Coach Dad

🎶IT'S A DAAATE🎶

"Two Can't Play":

Mullet Donald

AIRHORNS

"THEY'RE IN FUCKING TRON"

"A DuckTales Valentine":

DT87's love for mentioning Fort Knox for some reason

puffywuffy8904: *mentions the "DuckTales Apology Video" ranking* Me: "*Miles voice* I made a mistake."

Webby on Scrooge's desk like: She likes to be tall.

Me: "GOLDIE SHOTGUN THREEQUEL WHEN?!"

US IN UTTER DISMAY UPON SEEING WEBBY CRYING 😭😭😭

Sunglasses swag

GOLD FEVER REAL

"A swift kick in the ribs!"/"A what?"/"Aagh!"/"Aah! My ribs!"

Webby running up to Scrooge and hugging him! 💖

"Aww, he does love his family!"

"My Valentine Ghoul":

Gosalyn FINALLY appearing in today's watch party!

Negaduck appearance!

puffywuffy8904: "he's just darkwing after some cigarettes"

"TIME TO GO A COURTIN'"

Missy getting double whammied with emotes of Prissy and Scrooge getting sprayed with water

(Screenshot edit by @tealottie)

Missy's thirst levels reaching CRITICAL MASS

Quackrinomicon being voiced by KING CANDY

Archie still being a fucking hater

"Keen gear!"

Godfrey and I still being on the same wavelength

NEGMEISTER

THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTINGGGG

Rexx reviving the Missy thirsy count

Missy: "I NEED HIM JESUS" WriteBackAtYa: "No, you just need Jesus"

RED FLAGS! 🚩🚩🚩

"New Gods on the Block!":

Della using party cannons like Pinkie Pie

Scrooge's transition from wallowing to anger and his tail shake

"Why don't you turn into a swan and FUCK OFF?!"

THE FRAMES

"IT CONSUMES ME!"

"What are your intentions with my Donald?"

Megamind (literally) Huey

Pig couple: DESTROYED

Chris Diamantopoulos having the ✨RANGE✨

Greek God Groupchat

Webby being utterly TERRIFYING with god powers

Dewey having the best handling of his god powers through sick dance moves

"My Don-Don"

"You killed my boyfriend!"/"Boyfriend? Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy!"

The immediate failure parallels

Just how much Della has improved as a mother

AND THEN ALONG CAME ZEUS

[warrioreowynofrohan]

I rewatched the Alistair Sim (1950s) movie of A Christmas Carol tonight and wanted to jot down some thoughts.

The first part of the movie, up to and including Marley’s Ghost, is extremely faithful to the book - to the point of replicating most of the original dualogue, and also adding some of the lines from Dickens’ narration to the dialogue. About the only addition is Scrooge harshly refusing a debtor who begs for a few more days to pay, something which is in line with Scrooge’s typical behaviour - as shown by the couple in the Christmas Yet to Come part of the book, who are relieved by his death because they are unlikely to meet with another creditor who is so merciless - but which is not directly depicted in the book. There’s even a scene where a blind man’s dog pulls him up an alley away from Scrooge, like the narration in the book describes! And the change in music from Bob Cratchit joyfully heading home on Christmas Eve to Scrooge taking his “melancholy dinner in his usual melancholy tavern” perfectly conveys the change in mood in the book between those two scenes. The ghosts mourning that they cannot help the poor woman, at the end of the Marley sequence, are also included.

Oh, the other addition in that section is Scrooge’s statement that his nephew married “against his [Scrooge’s] will”, which is not specifically from the book.

The Christmas Past section is the part where the adaptation makes the most changes. Fan is an adult (or at least is, like Scrooge, in her late teens) when she comes to get Scrooge from the school; his relationship with her is given more centrality as he says she is the only one who ever cared about him, and that if he is not to be lonely then she must live forever. She is also shown dying after giving birth to Fred, and it is said that Scrooge’s mother also died giving birth to him, which his father resented him for. Also, Fan on her deathbed asks Scooge to look after Fred, but only after he’s left the room, so he doesn’t hear her; the moment he hears it is when we see the present-day Scrooge express real remorse. None of this is from the book - Scrooge’s mother clearly did not die giving birth to him in the book, as his sister Fan is much younger than him there. (Also, like all other adaptations I have seen, Scrooge’s memories of the joy he found in reading during his lonely Christmases at school are omitted.)

Scrooge’s business career is also expanded upon, with him (after Fan’s death, which is thereby implied to have embittered him) leaving Fezziwig’s employ for that of an unscrupulous man who also employs Mr. Marley; Fezziwig going out of business; and Scrooge later buying a controlling share in his unscrupulous employer’s company. I can see why the movie does this. The change lets it more dramatically show Scrooge’s change from the young man who worked for Fezziwig to the harsher, more ambitious, more avaricious man he became, rather than us hearing that only from his fiancée. For this reason, I’m more okay with this expansion than I am with the changes around Fan; I think the latter too heavily frames Scrooge’s later mindset as due to grief turned to bitterness, whereas in the book it’s more about greed borne of the desire for worldly respect and prestige.

Likewise, like The Muppet Christmas Carol, the movie shows Scrooge and his later-fiancée (here called Alice, not Belle) at Fezziwig’s party - a change which lets us see more of the relationship than just its end.

We also get a (rather unnecessary, IMO) deathbed-repentance scene from Marley, where hetells Scrooge they were wrong and to save himself, but Scrooge does not understand. There is nothing of the sort in the book.

There’s also another interesting shift. In the movie, Fezziwig says he’d rather go out of business than adopt the “new methods” of doing business, and then he in fact does go out of business. Alice says that when she became engaged to “they were both poor and content to be so,” full stop. In the book she says, “we were both poor and content to be so, until we could improve our fortunes by patient industry”. In a way, this feels like the movie grappling with a question surrounding the book - can one run a successful business in an ethical way? can one become well-off ethically? - that the book itself does not take up; but the movie ends without returning to the question and Scrooge’s later reformation indicates that yes, one can. Also in this vein, where the book shows Scrooge’s fiancée later on happily married with a houseful of children, the movie shows her caring for poor people on Christmas in something like a homeless shelter/food kitchen, which further dramatizes the differences between the paths they have chosen, that of avarice and that of charity.

The section with Christmas Present is very close to the book - the Cratchit family dinner again uses much of the original dialogue, and also integrates parts of Dickens’ narration into the dialogue. Christmas Present is almost exactly as the book describes him, and as the original illustrations in the book shown him, and even the celebration of the “miners, who labour in the bowels of the earth” is shown. Fred’s Christmas party is shown, and even the minor characters of Tupper and the woman he’s courting from the book (though in the book she is described as the ‘fat sister’ and here she is not fat). Fred’s joke about Scrooge is omitted and his goodwill to him is emphasized (the opposite of Muppet Christmas Carol, which focuses on the joke and on no one liking Scrooge; I think this versiondoes better in that respect).

The section with Christmas Yet To Come is similar to the book (though it starts off with Tiny Tim’s death - a good choice, I think, as it keeps all the material surrounding Scrooge’s death as a single sequence). The debtor family who are relieved at Scrooge’s death are left out, but the rest is similar to the book, and the rage-and-bone shop scene conserves a lot of the origibal dialogue word-for-word. This movie is where Mrs. Dilber as the charwoman - a small change from the book - and the expansion of her character comes from, and she is a good comic character with several great lines. The scene in the bedroom with the body is omitted, which I think is a necessity of film - even if Scrooge failed to recognize his own charwoman and his own curtains, film would make it too implausible that he could fail to recognize his own room.

Muppet Christmas Carol has a much better and spookier Spirit of Christmas Yet to Come than the 1951 film has - the faceless void is very unsettling, whereas in 1951 the spirit is clearly just a person with a black sheet of fabric over them (in one scene you can see the person’s face through the fabric). But that’s the difference between special effects in the 1950s and the 1990s.

Scrooge’s delight at finding he is still alive is dramatic verging on hysterical and gives some more funny moments, and, as in the book, he sends the turkey to the Cratchits’ anonymously and then goes to visit his nephew’s party (rather than showing up at the Cratchits’ with the turkey in person as in the Muppet version’s crowd song). And the depuction of him chuckling as he sends the turkey and writes the note is direct from the book. His apology to Fred’s wife feels like it has too much emotional emphasis given that he has never met her before; it’s as though the movie is treating her as a proxy for the apologies he would like to make to Fan and to Alice. But the scene on the whole is lovely, and the ending with Bob Cratchit is very good.

On the whole, this is a good adaptation - better than the Muppet one in some ways (particularly the Christmas Present scene, where it focuses on others’ celebrations as well as how Scrooge has made the Cratchits’ lives harder, whereas the Muppet one focuses on Scrooge being disliked). Its main weaknesses in my opinion are 1) an overemphasis on the role of Fan’s death in the younger Scrooge’s downward moral trajectory; and 2) Scrooge’s desire to change not coming until very later in the film, when he sees the callous reaction to his death.

I would recommend this adaptation to anyone who hasn’t seen it - it’s up there with the Muppet one as one of the best that has been made, and I was amazed at how many lines from the narration they had added to the dialogue, and how much of the atmosphere of the narration they captured (as one example, Bob is actually shown trying to warm himself at the candle). It’s available both in black and white and in a colourized version (as in, they later came along and physically coloured in the film reels; I can’t imagine how much work that must have been!).

[thedivinelights]

EXTORTIONISTS REWRITE - Snippet

I realised that I haven't put anything out in a while, I've been working on both college (rip A-Level Math) and the rewrite for Console.WriteLine("A Christmas Carol");

SOOO... have a nice long snippet from Stave One, with a completely rewritten charity worker scene!

They didn't spare a second glance towards Bob when he stood at the door frame and waited for one of them — usually Marley, sometimes Scrooge — to bid him enter. He walked with a hesitant stride, like a little boy who had been called over by his parents with his full name spoken in distaste.

“Sorry to bother you, sirs, but I received a call from the Save the Children Fund.” Bob toyed with the volume buttons on his tablet, shifting the white sound bar back and forth. “They’re, uh… they’re waiting outside right now with a—”

“Mr. Scrooge and Mr. Marley, I presume?”

Bob couldn’t stop them, no matter how hard he willingly tried, and thus did three intruders barge in with their contrasting dispositions and red blouses, movements barely discernible to the carollers that hounded their lobby every other year. It made Scrooge sick. It made Marley groan. It made them want to wrench open the window, lean out, and scream their rage to the uncaring heavens.

The young lady that stood before them was exhaustingly perky, box braids patterned in pink and black like two-thirds of a Neapolitan ice cream, covered in a blue beanie far too big for her head. Her toothy smile was too bright, and her amber eyes were too wide; it was as if she had consumed one too many cups of coffee that morning, and the caffeine by which she had consumed was far from out of her system.

The man beside her held a more stoic countenance, relievingly, with grey eyes more disinterested than curious, black flowing locks tied into a barely-ponytail that could scarcely keep the strands from his forehead. One would call him professional — respectable, even — were it not for the pink shades framed by hearts that hung loosely with his lanyard, a curious symbol that meant more to him, and less to his opponents.

The last of their company was a boy no older than fourteen, with a shock of unruly pumpkin orange hair, and a face that seemed far too much like that of a novice’s. He clutched a clipboard to his chest as if it were a shield, scared hazel eyes darting around the room, the honesty of his heart laid bare for all to see without deceit or duplicity. Such was the beauty of being so young and naive. Such was the cruelty of it.

“State your names.” Scrooge commanded, clicking his pen and scribbling furiously, never once taking his eye off the fine print.

The woman stepped forward first. “My name’s Hope, Mr. Marley—”

“Scrooge.”

“Mr. Scrooge.” Hope corrected apologetically, motioning to her companions. “This is my partner, Deshraj.”

The man waved and gave a half-hearted hum.

“And the newest member of our foundation, Sammy!”

The boy in question bowed respectfully.

“You speak on behalf of Save the Children?” Marley asked.

“Of course, Mr. Scrooge—”

“Marley.” Scrooge fixed with a snarl.

Hope shuffled awkwardly as she’d gone two for two, embarrassment tinting her cheeks, even as she pushed onwards. “Of course, Mr. Marley. We did send an email regarding our arrival, after all.”

“Did you now?” Scrooge looked up from his work — a miracle in and of itself — and gave a condescending smile. “My apologies, Hope. It must have fallen into my junk mail.”

He decided to ignore how Bob scoffed in his little corner of the world, knowing damn well that Scrooge checked his emails more thoroughly than most, and knowing damn well that he didn’t miss a single one.

“N-No worries, Mr. Scrooge.” Hope chuckled nervously, as if she didn’t understand how her attempt at a joke fell flatter than a pancake on a hot griddle. “We’re just glad to have this opportunity to speak with you!”

Scrooge’s smile widened, though it was a smile devoid of warmth or sincerity. “Then by all means, speak with us.” 

He did not stop Marley as he rose from his seat, moving with the grace and poise of a panther stalking its prey, his gaze piercing through the facade of the trio standing before them. Hope faltered

“We understand that Asplex Industries is a major player in the technology sector.” Deshraj began, his voice calm and measured, regarding them as he often did with everyone, and that had been with indifference and monotony. “We wanted to discuss the possibility of partnering with your company for some of our upcoming initiatives aimed at helping underprivileged children. Your newer, more sustainable heating systems could be revolutionary in our winter relief program.”

“And with your donations, hundreds, no, thousands of children could finally spend Christmas in warmth and comfort, instead of shivering in the cold.” Hope added, her voice tinged with desperation as she clasped her hands together in a pleading gesture. “We don’t ask for much. All we request is your support. Your generosity could make a world of difference in the lives of those who need it most.”

Scrooge leaned back in his chair, tapping his pen against the desk as he regarded the trio before him with a calculating eye. Beside him, Marley remained silent, his expression unreadable as he observed their visitors. The boy — Sammy, they believed his name was — watched from behind his companions in this futile endeavour, keeping his distance and his dignity. He spoke not a word in refute, retort, or response, for there was nothing he could give, and nothing they could take.

“You there, boy.” Marley motioned him over, and he did. “Speak your situation.”

The boy said nothing, and he would say nothing. Words were not his only weapon, however, for his eyes spoke for his mouth, pleading for compassion, imploring for understanding, reaching for a glimmer of hope in a world that had shown him nothing but cruelty.

Scrooge scoffed. “Typical. Can’t even speak for yourself, can you?”

Marley shot Scrooge a reproachful glare before turning back with that selfsame steel towards the intruders. His gaze held conversation too; he demanded answers, and so they were offered.

“Sammy was from the orphanage down the road.” Deshraj explained, his tone gentle as he placed a comforting hand on Sammy’s shoulder. “He was a ward of the state until recently, when he aged out of the system. Hope and I fostered him after that.”

“The orphanage should have come with the facilities you want to take.” Scrooge spoke, dripping with disdain. “Unless, of course, you have already dried them up?”

He looked at Sammy, a silent ask of consent, and the boy nodded.

"The caretakers didn’t care much so long as they received their government stipends.” Deshraj’s bitter tone said all, the proffering of a knowing, glacial leer making Marley stiffen. It was the stare of a man who knew what he was. Marley wanted to desecrate the sacred ground he thought he trod.

“You can claim a Junior ISA for him, can you not?” Marley asked.

“I’d suppose so, but we’re not—”

“And free school meals? Eligibility for a child’s bursary?”

“Hardly something to—”

“What about the Public Health insurance?”

“Mr. Marley, that’s not—”

“If these benefits are all in effect still, why should we be the ones to offer handouts to nameless children with caretakers of their own? Caretakers who should, in their sworn duty, stop living off of the government’s capital and get a real career.” Marley leaned against the desk, straightening his tie, hardening his heart. “It is not as though it were Scrooge or I who sired them.”

Hope’s jaw dropped in disbelief, her eyes wide with shock at Marley’s callous words. Deshraj’s expression remained stoic, though the tension in his shoulders was palpable. Sammy’s gaze remained fixed on the floor, his hands clenched tightly around the clipboard. All three of them refused to believe it, but here they were, dear reader. Here they were, bearing unfortunate witness to a poisoned partnership.

“I-I…” Hope stammered, struggling to find the words to respond to Marley’s heartless remarks. “I don’t understand how you can say such things. They deserve our help and support.”

“Deserve?” Marley scoffed cruelly, wetting his lips. “Deserve is a funny word, isn’t it? It implies entitlement, as if they are owed something simply for existing. But tell me, miss, what have they done to deserve anything? What have they contributed to society? What value do they bring to the table? Nothing. They don’t deserve anything. If they want what they want, they have to do it the same way we did: by pulling themselves up by their bootstraps and making something of themselves.”

“But if they can’t?” Deshraj asked, a low and threatening growl deprived of diplomacy.

Scrooge looked at Marley. Marley looked at Scrooge. They both knew what they wanted. They both knew what they needed. They both knew what they deserved. The Snake sat beside the Shark once more to hammer down their verdict.

“Then so be it.” Scrooge affirmed, begetting more disappointment neither of them could care for. “Let them crawl with the rest of the surplus population.”

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[tokuvivor]

DuckTales Character Songs! (Part 1)

I’ve been trying to come up with something unique to do here on Tumblr. And it always sorta came back to this. A couple reasons. 1. I had my own radio show in college, so I already know what it’s like to try and nail songs down for what you want to convey. 2. Last year, I did a bunch of playlists for Weblena Week, and I’d say it worked out pretty well.

So, I give to you: my list of DuckTales character songs! Now, I’m going to be sticking to one song per character, ones that I feel suit them very well. I’m going to start out here with the 9 principal characters, then major recurring characters from each of the seasons, totaling out to 4 parts in all.

Of course, I can’t take all the credit here. I’ve done a fair amount of brainstorming on this before with @glowyjellyfish. That said, let’s get started!

Scrooge McDuck

Money (That’s What I Want) by Barrett Strong

The song is kinda self-explanatory. Scrooge is one of the richest ducks in the world. He has an entire building for all of his savings. Plus, this sums up his mindset at the beginning of the series really well, before he really let himself open back up to his family. And this version of the song just has the right swaggering vibe to it. Also, RIP Barrett Strong.

Huey Duck

Surface Pressure by Jessica Darrow from Encanto

Just like Luisa Madrigal, Huey has all of this pressure on his shoulders as the oldest sibling. Trying to live up to expectations. He wants to show Dewey and Louie that he has it all together, but sometimes, he just doesn’t. It all builds up until it’s ready to blow.

Dewey Duck

Hall of Fame by The Script feat. will.i.am

Dewey is a very grandiose character. I wouldn’t be surprised if this was his daily mantra or something. “You could be the greatest, you can be the best, you can be the King Kong banging on your chest.” He wants to be seen. He wants to be a legend.

Louie Duck

Everybody Wants to Rule the World by Tears for Fears

Louie is ambitious. He wants to climb to the top of the food chain. He wants to rule the world. He knows it’s not going to be easy, he’ll have a lot of competition, but he won’t let it stop him.

Webby Vanderquack

Roar by Katy Perry

This one has definitely struck me as a Webby-ish song for some time. Seeing this song from her point of view, I’d say she’s kinda facing her past (“You held me down, but I got up”). She’s been sheltered for most of her life, and now that she has all these new opportunities, she’s going to break out and take them.

Donald Duck

Fly Me to the Moon by Frank Sinatra

This song is appropriate for Donald in two ways. One, the fact that he was stuck on the moon during the second half of Season 2. And two, his relationship with Daisy. After all, it is kind of a love song, too. Plus, I can totally see Daisy envisioning Donald singing like Sinatra, considering that one scene in Louie’s Eleven!

Bentina Beakley

Have You Got It in You? by Imogen Heap

At least in my opinion, it’s tough to find songs that really fit Mrs. Beakley. But I think this song definitely works for her. A lot of the time, Beakley tries to keep everything together, but she has to deal with a ton of bullshit on the daily, so it can be hard. I think the line “Let me have it all, let me have a battle on. Easy target, look, can we just, just get it over with?” suits her because of her spy background, and the fact that sometimes, all she probably wants to do is snap on somebody, get it out of the way, and get back to her task at hand.

Launchpad McQuack

Mr. Blue Sky by Electric Light Orchestra

I think the title is very appropriate, considering that Launchpad is a pilot. I think the tone of the song, as well as a few of the lyrics, very much suit his carefree personality. Even though he doesn’t always keep his eye ahead, Launchpad likes flying or driving around without a care in the world. Especially with Mr. Blue Sky out and about.

Della Duck

Got to Fly by Marian Call

This song perfectly sums up Della’s desire to go to the stars, then being stuck on the moon, having the consequences of what she did hit her all at once, and then having her mind racing at 1,000 miles an hour over all the things she needs to do, especially after she gets back home (ADHD struggles).

So that’s it for now! Next time around, I’ll be doing major recurring characters initially from Season 1. In the meantime, let me know what you think of these!

[starshinewriter]

The Caretaker, The Protector and The Observer

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Summary: Everybody has a different role in their family, these are the triplets'.

Alternative to Ao3:

Ever since Huey was little he liked taking care of people. It started with his brothers because their Uncle was always too busy with adult things to see everything happening and he was the oldest. He was quick to fall into the role, to instinctively know whatever they needed and how to provide it. His Uncle was the one person he never attempted it with. He said that he took care of them- not the other way around, and that Huey needed to focus on himself as well as his brothers. Still, Huey helped out around the houseboat whenever he could and that seemed to make things easier for his Uncle. 

The rest of his family, it took him a while to figure out how to look after them. It was a whole new learning curve, he didn't know anything about them and it was a lot more trial-and-error than he was comfortable with. Webby was the easiest, she quickly fell into the triplet's fold like she had always been there and became the sister they never knew they wanted. She let him in more than the others did and eventually he built up an instinct with her too. Mrs. Beakley was the hardest, she was like his Uncle Donald- always taking care of everyone else and never letting anyone help her out. So he did small things around the mansion instead. 

He knew he didn't have to take care of everyone, but the truth was he liked it. He liked knowing everyone was okay and he liked having control. That was his way to do both. Of course, it didn't always go perfectly, there were times where he said the wrong thing or tried to guess what was wrong instead of just asking. But there were times it went great too, he said exactly what someone needed to hear and it made their day, he made things easier for the adults. Those times outweighed the bad ones. Those times made him feel secure. Like he was needed. Like he was useful for something. 

Every time he told his brothers that it made them mad, but not at him. They told him that he didn't need to be useful to be wanted, that he didn't need to be needed to be loved. That he couldn't take care of everybody unless he took care of himself. And he... well he always believed them. Believed in them. 

It was time the caretaker started taking care of himself.

If Dewey could describe himself in one word it would be protective. Protective of his friends, protective of his family, protective of his brothers. Nothing was happening to them on his watch. It started when he was younger, his brothers pulled in on themselves often and he was the only one around to do anything about it. He protected them from everything- the dark, bullies, even their own thoughts if it came down to it. It didn't matter to him, if something could hurt them he was there to chase it away. He was even protective of his Uncle, but there wasn't much he could do about that. He was a kid and his Uncle had adult problems, and he was quick to remind Dewey that he knew how to look after himself. Dewey believed him, he had never met an adult as wisened as his Uncle. Still, he hung up the phone whenever one of his Uncle's bad bosses rung the houseboat with unreasonable demands and beamed in satisfaction as his shoulders slumped in relief. 

Moving into the mansion, well, it kinda put a wrench in the works. How did you protect someone like Scrooge McDuck, or Bentina Beakley, or Webby Vanderquack? You didn't, not really, they didn't really need it. Well, sometimes Scrooge needed protecting from his ego or Webby needed protecting from getting taking advantage of because she didn't understand how the world worked. But they didn't need to be constantly checked in on like his brothers or saving every two seconds like his Uncle. They were pretty self-sufficient. And don't even get him started on Mrs. B. So yeah, protecting those three was pretty hard, but they counted on him to protect his immediate family and that was enough. 

He had always felt an almost obligation to protect the people he cared about. It was the one thing he took from his Uncle Donald, that and his love of music, and it was something he couldn't ever really regret. He wanted them to be safe and if he had to be the one to do it then he had to be the one to do it. That didn't mean it always went well. Sometimes when he was protecting his siblings he put himself in harms way or he stood up for his family when they wanted to stand up for themselves. But that didn't mean it always went bad either. It seemed to go more good than bad actually. He pulled his siblings out of their heads, he made sure everyone was safe and unharmed on adventures. He was praised. He was noticed. 

Of course when he told his brothers that they weren't as thrilled. They thought he had worth outside of what he did for other people, that he didn't have do to anything to be noticed. That he couldn't protect anybody if he didn't protect himself. And he... never thought about it like that. But he would try, for them he would try anything. 

It was time the protector started protecting himself.   

For as long as he could remember Louie observed things. It was as natural to him as breathing, his Uncle Donald told him he was born observing things. That was why when something was up with one of his brothers he was the first to know. And why he knew exactly what to do. His Uncle, while as easy to read, was harder to help. So he looked for the little things. When they needed more money he left coins around the house, when his Uncle was extra stressed he made sure he and his brothers didn't cause too much trouble, when times were really hard he made his appreciation for everything well known. And that seemed to be enough. 

Everyone else was harder. He didn't know them like the back of his hand, he didn't know how to read them. But he did pick stuff up. Scrooge felt guilty about something, and that something probably had something to do with their Mom. Webby was worried that she was too weird to fit in anywhere. Mrs. B could rival their Uncle in her protectiveness, for the similar reasons too. Enter Louie. He let Scrooge rediscover his family instead of pushing them away again. He made sure Webby was included in whatever the triplets did. He never made fun of Huey's schedule knowing it would always get home in time. And eventually they became easier to read too. 

Did he like being observant? Not always. He saw a lot of bad outcomes, worst scenarios- that his family didn't. But that was what allowed him to make sure something too bad didn't happen. Of course being observant wasn't without any flaws. Sometimes he saw things that people wanted to keep private, sometimes he figured things out when he really wasn't supposed to and made a huge mess. It happened more than he'd like, but the good balanced it out so he wouldn't complain too much. He saw an angle that got their family out of whatever predicament they had gotten into, he helped smooth out a petty argument. It was the only time he felt good for something. It was the only time he felt included. 

He would never tell his brothers that in a million years but they seemed to know anyways. They pleaded with him to see that he was good regardless of what he brought to the table, that he didn't have to stay on the sidelines to be apart of something. That if he kept observing everybody he would miss himself. And he... he didn't know what to think really. All he knew was that they were usually right when it came to him.

It was time the observer started observing himself. 

But see, what was really special about the triplets was that they had all three of these traits and could switch between them at a moment's notice. Whenever the circumstance called for it one of them was stepping up, regardless of what their traditional role was. They knew each other as intimately as people had ever known each other so they knew what to do in those situations. They knew each other, so they knew how to apply each of those roles to one another as needed.  

Huey was a caretaker, but there was no one he took care of more than his brothers. Dewey was a protector, but there was no one he protected more than his brothers. Louie was an observer, but there was no one he looked after more than his brothers. And that was the way they liked it.  

[drawingducktalesducks]

@ducktales-and-ducks bc it looks funny! look at this dork

otherwise though, there's some ideas

option 1: Emotional constipation.

whiplash from "my evil aunt only puts up with me bc she has to aaaaand yep she banished me to the shadow realm again, whee"

plus "every other adult in my life (from my perspective, thanks to Magica) has only been nice to me after or if I promised to do something for them re: Beakley liking her after Lena was helpful in the subway tunnels re: Scrooge offering Lena a place in his family if she helped him save them"

to "these two dudes and my new little sister kinda just like having me around? Without even wanting stuff from me???? the heck"

with a touch of "I'm scared I'm secretly bad and selfish and ruin everything around me"

and "this is way too good to last..."

= the headcanon of Lena trying not to make an impact on the Sabrewing's home, joking about freeloading meals but also calling to let them know if she's gonna be late for helping make dinner, 'house watching' for them during the day (this is Duckburg after all, someone should guard the house against invading dandelion lions or whatever), having several months worth of 'sleep overs' in Violet's room, Ty and Indie taking turns going in later and at least tossing a throw over their snoring teen, Lena always talking about how she's gonna fix up her basement room real soon and move back in there even as Violet helps her store some of her skulls and plants in their room for now (Violet makes a point of calling it 'their' room, Lena makes a point of not noticing).

One day Mr. and Mr. Sabrewing go to wake their kids, only to find Lena actually tucked under the bedcovers, stealing most of them from a very tightly curled up Violet. They take a very embarrassing photo of it. Families, am I right?

option 2: meta text and visual shorthand

the teen character sleeping all messy and sprawled out on top of the bedcovers is, i'm pretty sure, a Thing in media. that awkward age between too old to tuck into bed and not old enough to appreciate being snuggled safely under the covers

Extra points if they're an older sibling. which now, Lena is :D

option 3: She's not used to sleeping somewhere warm

there's a hat and a hoodie sweater, one thin blanket and no other sheets, on her bed in the basement hideout. hat + hoodie makes for good warm sleep gear, very useful if the basement you're living in doesn't have much if any heating

compared to that, a warm bedroom is probably nice and toasty all on it's own. adding blankets might be overkill for her

[knuckles-junior]

I’ve been working hard on my new fanfic of Ducktales. It takes place after the series. And I decided to show you all a sneak peek of it. Enjoy!

It's...all over. F.O.W.L has been defeated.

The adventures of Scrooge McDuck has come to an end. As the McDuck family and all of their friends were all riding the sunchaser home, Scrooge was the only one who was trying to keep himself awake as he watched Donald and Della sleeping beside him. Everyone in the plane was also sleeping. The kids and Mrs. Beakley were all cuddled up together.

As they almost reached McDuck Manor, the duck family decided to let their friends stay to have a well deserved rest. Donald also wanted to bring May and June so that he can have them meet Daisy. While Launchpad was taking the wheel, he turned around, even though he's not supposed to while driving, he looked at everyone sleeping and gave out a smile. He'll surely never forget the day that he went all out being a hero in that Gizmoduck gear.

"Launchpad!" Della yelled as she took the wheel. "Do I have to do everything myself?!" She groaned. Nobody would want another crash like what happened when Launchpad accidentally opened the back door of the plane that made everyone fly out. She gave out a sigh.

When they arrived, they all walked to the front door of the mansion. Everyone just wants to sleep after a long battle that they've faced.

"Night, Mr. McDee. I gotta get home to watch the Darkwing Duck marathon!"

"I had to face F.O.W.L on my own, Donald almost died, and you want to watch Darkwing Duck at TWO IN THE MORNING?!"

Donald shushed at Scrooge and Launchpad. "The kids are sleeping!" He whispered as he looked at May and June sleeping. "Awwwww." He carried them to the mansion.

Scrooge sighed. He noticed that Launchpad had left, meaning that he is the only one left outside. He looked up to the stars. Suddenly, he reminded himself of his past. The last couple of years have been frightening for him and his family. From the shadow war, to the alien invasion, and to the point where the world was almost erased from an evil organization.

Everything that man that he trusted all those years discovered his true colors in front of him.

Especially when he was the one who was behind Della’s disappearance. Scrooge will never forgive someone like Bradford ever again. After what happened today, he's wondering what will happen to his future of being an adventurer. He entered the mansion and closed the door. The kids heard Scrooge come in.

He took a few steps forward to his family. Everyone was silent. Each of them wanted to say something, but they didn’t have the strength to do it. It shows that everyone has had it hard yesterday. Scrooge took a deep breath.

“How’s…everyone doing?” He asked.

Webby looked up to her father. “…We’re fine, now that we’re all safe at home.”

“It sure was tough dropping everyone off tho.” Dewey stretched his arms.

“Yeah…”

"We're just glad that we took down F.O.W.L together. As a family," Huey added.

“And I’m so glad that my dad is safe too.” Webby jumped and hugged Scrooge.

“…Thank goodness…” A tear dropped from the old man’s eye and he began to sob.

“…Dad?”

“I’m sorry…I just…can’t even get over the fact that I’m a dad now… and I’m just glad that everyone is alright.” Scrooge swiped his tears away.

“Of course we are!” Della exclaimed. “Nothing can tear us apart now, Uncle Scrooge!”

Donald agreed. “You said it! We’ll always be with you. No matter what.”

“We had to save you, because you’re our uncle!” Dewey gives Scrooge a hug. “You’ve done so much for us, and now we want to return the favor to you. We are the Duck family after all. Right, guys?”

Everyone nodded in agreement and huddled together for a group hug. Mrs. Beakley checked the time and it was close to 3 A.M.

“We should all rest. We’ve been through too much yesterday. Even the past eleven years.” She said.

Everyone agreed. They were ready to get to sleep in their bedrooms, but Webby didn’t want to feel alone after what she’s been through. She stopped Scrooge.

“Hey, dad? You don’t mind if I…sleep with you?” Webby asked.

“Of course, Webby darling.”

After Scrooge and Webby changed into their pajamas, they cuddled up in bed together.

“Goodnight, dad.” Webby gives Scrooge a kiss on the cheek.

Scrooge smiled. “Goodnight, Webby.”

Webby turned off the light of the lamp. They both closed their eyes and went to sleep, until there was more than one footstep being heard from the hallway. The bedroom door opened as some people were sneaking around in the blanket. Webby turned the lamp back on and saw Huey, Dewey, Louie, Donald and Della on the bed with them.

“Wha?!” Scrooge caught the others on his bed. They gave out an innocent smile and some awkward laughs.

Della cleared her throat. “Uncle Scrooge? Can we all uhhhh….”

“Fine. Just for tonight.”

“Well it’s past midnight actually.” Huey clarified.

“Anyone wanna sleep in?” Dewey asked.

Louie nodded. “Everyday.”

“I could sure use it.”

Webby gave out a smile. “Us too.”

“Alright. Goodnight, kids.” Scrooge closed his eyes.

Everyone cuddled up with Scrooge. “Goodnight, Uncle Scrooge.”

And with that, everyone has fallen asleep. By the look on Scrooge’s smile, he really needed his kids to comfort him. He felt so lucky to have an amazing family. While everyone was asleep, Della suddenly remembered that Donald was leaving for his adventure with Daisy soon. She closed her eyes and cried herself to sleep. After all the adventures they’ve been through and including their very last, the duck family and their friends slept for over a day.