#dwd still doing well

[zot3-flopped]

The bomb of the weekend is David O. Russell’s star-packed film Amsterdam. The mystery-comedy opened to an estimated $6.5 million from 3,005 locations after getting skewered by critics. It currently rests at a 33 percent critics score on Rotten Tomatoes, one of the lowest of the filmmaker’s career, along with stars Christian Bale, Margot Robbie and John David Washington. Audiences gave it a somewhat better ranking of a B CinemaScore.

The Woman King and Don’t Worry Darling rounded out the top five, followed by the Avatar rerelease. Warner Bros.’ Don’t Worry Darling followed with $2.5 million for a domestic total of $38.5 million and global cume of $69.3 million.

[pop-punklouis]

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[shadows-coffeebeans]

Day 4: Civilian

Prompt:

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Part 2: https://variety.com/2022/film/box-office/dont-worry-darling-opening-weekend-1235382445/?fbclid=IwAR3z13U73plki79I1zAXWebwhpye0tmqgrVAM2WQ8gzWmOc1GWh5KHkOSF8

Thank you, anon!

That was expected.

I’m more curious to see how this goes:

[releaseholiday]

You are honestly to god stupid Katty. No, Harry Styles is not promoting a brand like his own if he doesn't own it. It's stupid as fuck and Harry is not stupid. Period.

[mebssann]

i apologize for the spam, idk if you're still into Darkwing, but I vaguely remembered your Sara Bellum redesign and had to track it down! I have my own DWD AU and at this point I think your Sara version is pretty much canon to it 😅 I hope that's okay! she's so well done!

Ahh!! Thank you so much that's so nice to hear. I absolutely loved Sara in the original show, so I couldn't pass the opportunity to do a lil redesign in line of Ducktales lol.

I'm still into Darkwing :> it's just taken a back seat to other shows that I'm currently into (and has new content) so if Darkwing ever does get a reboot (whenever that may be) you can bet on my ass jumping back to that show lol

And for those who hasn't seen my post here's my previous and current redesigns:

[tpwkwriter]

PLEASEE do one when H and y/n are at Harrys DWD premier and Chris pine is very flirty with y/n and looky with her and harry just gets protective and does all the things he can do to prove to him that y/n is his, pleaseee that would be so cute

you.

Didn’t he just look so dreamy this day? 😭thanks for the request bc I’m actually crying of how cute this concept acc is😫 enjoy!❤️

PLEASE NOTE: I am aware Chris pine would never hit on a taken woman this is for story purposes only!!!!🫶🏼

Warnings: jealousy, cussing, some flirty behaviour, angstyyyy, upset Harry 😭, fluffy ending!!!

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It was a sunny day in Venice, the sky was a light blue, the sunshine was really doing its thing, it was a perfect day to be a plus one at Venice film festival.

When y/n heard about Harry’s upcoming physiological thriller ‘don’t worry darling’ she was ecstatic.

Every moment in his crazy career she was there for she hadn’t missed a a single thing.

“Y’not joining me for the carpet?” He asks realising her hand was no longer locked in his.

“This is your moment H, m’happy to watch” she smiled.

He glanced over to the carpet to which Chris pine, gemma chan and nick kroll were already occupying.

“I wouldn’t have done with film without you lovie, c’mon” he said pressing a kiss to her forehead and taking her hand once more.

“Fine” she sighed.

When Harry revealed them from the black curtain that shielded them from the world, the mixed audience of fans, film enthusiasts, paparazzi and journalists, erupted into cheers and heckles.

“Harry, Harry over here!”

“Harry we have questions for you!”

And to y/n’s surprise even some directed to her.

“Y/n you look beautiful”

“Y/n are you proud of this movie”

In a loving and protective manner Harry slid his arm around the girls waist and guided her next to Chris for photos to be taken.

As the main cast/crew member pictures had been taken, Gemma went off to have an interview? Nick found himself speaking to Harry which left y/n and Chris still next to each other.

“You Look good y/n” Chris says turning to the girl now having his full attention.

“Oh Chris, thank you! You don’t scrub up to bad either!” She playful gested

“Y/n, Chris come over we have some questions!!” a male reporter chanted.

Chris placed his palm on the lower of y/n’s back and walked towards the reporter.

Harry took a glance back at where he thought y/n was, a panic filled his mind when he couldn’t see her or Chris.

“Don’t panic mate she’s right there with Chris” nick noted making him turn the opposite direction.

“How did you-?” He asked.

“I know you too well, she’s all you think about” nick laughed.

Harry turned to his girl who spoke to the microphone the man was holding towards her.

Watching her do the most simple stuff made Harry realise how lucky he truly was.

The only thing he was sure of is the eyes of the one and only Chris pine staring her down.

Now, Harry wasn’t normally a jealous type but when a man like Chris appears, he can’t help but feel like he has no chance.

“Yeah, no y/n has been great! She delivered us all hot coffee and if we were lucky then donuts” Chris laughs thinking about the fond memories there shared through the filming.

Chrises hand slowly rubbed up and down her exposed arm as she spoke.

That did not go unnoticed by Harry.

“But filming was super fun to watch and seeing the movie made it all really worth it! I mean everyone involved did great”

“And it’s amazing seeing the actors behind the-“

Harry had snaked his muscular arms around her waist forcing Chris’s to remove his, and pressing a sweet kiss to her cheek.

“Oh hi Harry” she giggled

“Carry on Angel” he reassured.

“As I was saying yeah- um it was really interesting seeing behind the scenes”

Harry continued pressing mini kisses to her cheek and using his thumb to slowly trace her waist.

“The world is going to go crazy over this” the camera man laughed.

Y/n blushed and placed her hands on top of Harry’s.

Once the interview was over Harry pulled the girl close to his chest.

“Y’do know the world can see us” she said giving into his touch nonetheless.

“Oh well, at least the world know y’mine” he emphasised.

“Hey guys” a familiar deep voice chimed.

“Hey man” Harry replied reluctantly letting go of his girl.

“You 2 joining us for some fine dining?” He said straightening his blazer and hair.

“You up for it baby?” Harry asked looking back to his girl

“Oh yeah of course” she smiled.

“Great well I guess I’ll see you then!” He said patting her arm and heading off into the posh car to be taken to the location.

“God he has a thing for you” Harry said annoyingly with a roll to his eyes.

“Harry” she laughed

“Chris pine has a thing for me?” She continued.

“Mmm not sure about that love” she giggled.

Y/n wrapped her arm around his waist.

“I love you” she mumbled into his side.

“Love you too”

— — — — —

The cast of ‘DWD’ sat around a table that was located in one of Venice’s fanciest restaurant and poshest experiences.

Y/n couldn’t deny Harry had looked devilishly handsome the whole day and despite being next to the idols like Chris and Nick she only had eyes for him and will only have eyes for him.

Y/n was sandwiches between Harry and Chris with jemma, Nick opposite with Florence and Sydney head of the table.

“I love the material of your dress y/n” Chris nonchalantly mumbled while running his fingers on the red satin dress.

“Yeah it’s nice right, don’t you look beautiful baby” Harry was quick to say pressing a kiss on her temple.

“Where is it from?” Chris asked.

“Oh this is-“ y/n started.

“This is Gucci isn’t it darling? My very own collection tailored and measured especially for her” Harry spoke.

“Yeah, yeah that he did” y/n bash fully laughed.

“Wow! That’s crazy, I’m invited actually to be one of Guccis models for next month’s catalog” Chris bragged maintaining eye contact with Harry.

“Maybe you two should do a fashion collab” y/n mentioned taking a sip of her wine.

“100%” Chris mumbled into his napkin that he delicately patted around his lips.

The rest of the night went down a blast the girls shared laughter and gossip as the evening went on, Harry and the rest of the boys managed to have a conversation and the dining experience itself was great.

Harry just couldn’t take his eyes off of what Chris was to do next.

While y/n was speaking to Gemma who was adjacent to her Harry noticed Chrises heart eyes.

“Oh it’s lovely, me and Harry went a few years back missed it ever since” she began

“Where’s this y/n?” Chris interrupted.

Harry noticed the sudden interruption due to him, he placed his palm on her knee and gave it a light squeeze in a way to show he’s sorry for the interruption.

“Oh just telling Gemma about almafi coast, me and H went a few years ago” she smiled turning back to hemme and continuing her story.

As y/n carried on her conversation, it was the little things that Harry noticed. The way Chris would look from her dress all the way to her eyes, the way he would bite his lip when he had his attention. It was driving him mad.

“And so i Definitely thin-“ y/n started

“Y/n, I have to say your looking beautiful tonight” Chris blurted.

“You interrupted her to say that?” Harry said placing his arm on the back of y/n’s chair and leaning forward to meet eyes with Chris.

“Harry-“ she warned.

“Is a compliment a bad thing?” He answered back.

The tone in the both the boys caused the table to turn to the three of them.

“When I’m right here yeah” Harry scoffed.

“Harry-baby-“

“All I’m doing is complimenting her, something I haven’t seen you do all night” he laughed, causing the rest of the table to watch in shock, those who knew Harry knew when it comes to his lovie there’s no messing.

“Chris” Nick gasped.

“M’not hearing this all night, I’ll be outside y/n” and with that Harry rose from his seat and made his way to the exit of the restaurant.

A cold chill blew over y/n’s spine, this escalated from 0-100 very quickly.

“All over a compliment?!” He laughed taking a swig of his whiskey.

“I should go see him-“ Nick offered.

“It’s fine” y/n sighed.

“I’ll go” she begins as she stands and grabs her bag and slings it over her shoulder.

“Thanks for tonight guys” she said trying to be as friendly as she could.

“I’m sure he’s fine he’s just a bit stresse-“

“You don’t Need to explain yourself to us y/n, go find your man and keep us updated” Sydney said with Jemma and Flo nodding in agreement.

Y/n pushed the cold glass door open with her palm and slowly walked around the place in search of her boyfriend.

“Hey you” she said gently to the familiar figure that stood just by an alleyway.

“Fuck, love I’m so fucking sorry” he started.

“Hey hey hey” she said voice softening.

With a glance she could note the glossy eyes, without another word she wrapped her arms around his blazer clad waist, brung him in tightly.

“How about we get to the hotel and you can tell me what’s going on hey?” She offered using her fingers to play with the curls at the back of his head.

“Mmhmm” he hummed.

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The ride back to the hotel was silent but not at all uncomfortable or awkward y/n knew he was hurt by something and she was determined to find out before the night ended.

They checked back into there hotel rooms and much to Harry lamberts disgust there fancy clothes ended up remaining in the floor for the night.

Y/n changed into one of Harry’s hoodies and her joggers.

Y/n joined harry on the bed and immediately made her self comfy, and cuddled straight into him.

“What’s going on H” she lowly whispered.

“Feel like I don’t appreciate you enough” he started.

“Hmm?” She hummed confused

“All night he had something to say, ‘oh your dress’, ‘oh your makeup’ and I just, I don’t know, feel shitty” he said honestly.

“And every look he gave you, every compliment, every touch he gave you it just scares me” he said pushing his head into the nook of her shoulder.

“Scares you?” She asked.

“I can’t lose you y/n, and Chris being this admittedly handsome guy, and giving you so much more attention then I did, it’s understandable”

“Harry”

“Baby, never, ever worry about that, no Chris or any other person could ever take me away from you ever”

She traced the back of his neck with her gentle fingertips.

“Only have eyes for you my love, only for you, and I don’t need your affection to feel loved by you, knowing your next to me or even in my life makes me feel like the luckiest girl ever” she stated whole heartedly.

— — — — —

[0oolookitsme]

Been Thinking

Type- One-Shoty Blurb

Verse- Dwd!Harry x Dwd!Y/n

Word Count- 1.6k

Warnings- Smut (soft dominance, a few curse words)

A/n- And, here's the first fic of kinktober!

Kinks- Phone Sex, Guided Masturbation

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Harry was just saving his last document of the day when a meeting was pulled. A meeting that could very well have been done over a few emails, but alas, they couldn't do something that would save their employees even a little of their time.

Thinking that he would only be a bit late, he went into the room not having any idea about his own self that'd be coming out of the same room with 8 files stacked up in his hand. All the ones that needed to be done tonight.

He sat on his chair with all the files sprawled across his desk, and looked at his empty coffee cup in dread. He did not have it in him to go and fetch himself some. So, as unwilling as he was, he defeatedly called the general assistant. Her job was to do just that – it was just Harry who couldn't benefit from it much often considering her infatuation with him.

"A coffee please," he said just when she peeked through the door, slipping his cup that Y/n had left there for him across the desk to have her stay as away from him as possible.

She didn't seem much chirpy today though, considering she just took the cup and left silently – without making any shot at him. It made Harry feel a little relieved, the thought of her finally backing off.

Without much thought, he powered on his laptop and at the same time, dialled up Y/n. He was just calling to let her know that he wouldn't be coming home for the night. And she was normal about it, cursing his office a bit and making him laugh.

It was when he was about to wish her a good night that she muttered something in a small, frail voice. Harry felt alarmed that something was wrong but he figured the problem when she repeated herself on his demand.

"Was thinking about you all day," she said, and after a long pause wished him a good night, hanging up a little later than normal – as if she was waiting for some kind of response. A response that Harry stupidly enough couldn't give. He was just so shocked at her words – she had never been this loud with her needs before. Yes, it's only been six months in their arranged wedding but… still.

Feeling like a prick, he decided to give it a rest. Putting his phone on the desk and just wishing for the coffee to be down his throat already.

Opening up files on his laptop, his head couldn't help but replay the little voice she had very kindly – and indirectly – voiced her needs to him. She said that she had been thinking about him all day, which must mean that she was also eager for him to come home tonight.

God, he can't believe what he's just done. Turned down the needs of the woman who's been making him weak in his knees ever since she's been with him, just because he was too stunned to speak? Rubbing his palm over his hair and fixing his hair a bit, he decided to call her back.

Not the regular call. But, a video call.

He wasn't ready for her to pick up on the first ring. But when he saw her face, he knew that she hadn't intended to pick up. Her hair was a little tousled, lips bitten and plump, eyes a little hazy and, because he squinted, he saw a fine layer of sweat on her forehead.

She surely wasn't sleeping or crying, but Harry shouldn't be thinking about what she really was doing – even though it was as clear as his eye sight.

He immediately opened his mouth and I speak before she could panik. "Don't hang up!" He said quickly. "Please," he trailed off when she paused. For a moment, all he could see was their bedroom ceiling but then she picked up the phone again – her hair now a little matted and sweat wiped off her face.

"I- uh, I'm sorry. I was just-" she stuttered, trying to come up with an explanation, with a lie. However, a shushing sound came through the phone, catching her off guard.

"It's okay, Y/n," he said and she felt a flutter in her stomach at the sound of her name from his mouth. "It should be me apologizing. And I-I'm very sorry," he said, looking at himself with slight disgust in his own brain at his words.

Looking away from him and probably picking at the bedsheet, "it's okay," she said, just as shyly.

"So, tell me. What were you thinking, Y/n?" He spoke, and she couldn't help but clench her thighs tighter.

"Nothing… just about when you'll be home and what would you like for dinner and stuff," she mumbled and while that was a very innocent answer, Harry couldn't help but see past the bullshit.

Humming, he pretended he was thinking hard about something. "Well, I'm not coming home tonight now, am I, darling?" He teased her, feeling more and more dominant in the situation as the time passed by.

Y/n only nodded in response, her eyes never once staying still.

"You can pretend all you want, love. But I can see the fucking mess you've made of yourself," he said impatiently, his voice now hoarse in an attempt to be a little quiet. And also, because under all the nervousness, Y/n's hand had lowered and he could see her red finger prints on her breasts, from when he imagined she was gripping them.

He could see the tips of her ears turn pink, yet she didn't make any effort to cover herself.

"Make that mouth of yours useful, and tell me – were you really thinking about that? Hm?"

"No," she breathed, rolling her lips in and shifting on the bed. "Just wanted you," she continued.

"Where baby?"

"Anywhere. Just wanted you so bad," she whispered lightly, a slight tingle in her nose.

Harry licked his lips, feeling worse about having to stay the night. "Look at you, poor thing. I'm very sorry baby, can't do much from here." He sighed. Leaning back, he put in his airpods. "Help me out a little, will you?" He more of suggested and only smiled when she agreed.

Getting impatien, he cut right to the subject. "Touch yourself for me. I'm here, and I'm listening," he told her, also surprising her.

She hesitated but lied back down when he cooed at her, muttering sweet names as her hand crawled lower and lower. "I can't see you, sweet girl. Put your phone on my bedside table," Harry instructed her, and she did it quickly, desperate for anything type of touch now.

The wetness had started slipping out of her. Her thighs felt wet whenever they rubbed and she was sure some of it was on the bedsheet as well. She knew, that if she touched herself now, she wouldn't be able to last for long. Her nipples were perky and sensitive – a whimper left her mouth with every accidental graze in them.

"Go on, Y/n. Won't give it to your husband?" He said, and Y/n swears she could've came right then and there. Instead, a moan slipped past her lips, and she heard him curse under his breath.

He saw as her hand cover her core, could see her inner thigh that was away from him glistening, and god, does he hate his boss. When her knuckles started moving, Harry could tell that she was in ecstasy. Small sounds started escaping her mouth and the moment she looked at him and sucked her fingers – Harry knew that he hadn't married a woman as innocent as he had thought.

Breathing out with each stroke on her clit, her back arched off the bed. "What are you thinking, Y/n?" She heard him ask, and without much thought she told him.

"About you, Harry. Your fingers, your cock, your mouth," she ranted, her pace increasing with each word.

Harry saw how she was slipping out of her shell, voicing her fantasies to him. And just when he was about to tease her, he heard something. Then again, and again.

She said she was going to come. No, she was yelling his name. No, she's chasing her high, and she's yelling his name. "Fucking hell, Y/n." He gritted through his teeth, feeling like he was going to burst just by the sight of her and the yell of his name in her voice.

"Fuck, I already love you moaning my name," he grunted.

Y/n was long lost now, her hips chasing her own hand as she continued moaning his name.

Harry saw her thighs start to quiver and he prayed that they'd be around his head the next time – while he sucked on her again and again. "I can't hear you – louder, baby." He urged her own, feeling pleasure in her pleasure.

"Fuck, Harry!" She screamed right when her thighs cleanched around her hand. Her other hand kneading her boob a little lightly now.

Her cheeks were flushed, sweat coated her hairline and her forehead, her eyes were squeezed shut and her body shook as her hand was still rubbing her core, getting her through her high.

Slowly and slowly, her hand came out of the cage of her thighs, and went right up to her mouth as she once again looked at him while sucking on them. A smile creeped up on her mouth and once she got a hold of her phone again, she couldn't help but let out a laugh at the sight of his sweaty face.

"You really don't know the things you do to me, Y/n," he said hoarsely, letting his head fall back and shutting his eyes tightly..

"Neither did you until now," she shrugged with a grin spreading on her face, and she knew she was in too deep when he chuckled.

[twopoppies]

Don’t take this the wrong way please, maybe I’m just being naive idk but if Harry is gay and closeted and doing stunts to hide it, how come he can kiss men on the lips like he did on the dwd promo or even make a gay movie? I do think he’s not straight but it confuses me how a closeted celeb can do such things but be submitted to fake dating as well

Hi, love. Closeted actors can play gay roles. But it’s the fact that he’s closeted that he was also in a highly publicized PR relationship with a woman and starred in a highly publicized film which included a het romance at the same time he was filming MP. I don’t think he could have been in MP without DWD (sadly).

Closeted people can make gay innuendo and “act gay” and kiss men on the lips and still be closeted. Harry’s been doing it for years and years. As long as there’s enough “straight” behavior that’s pushed, people will brush off the queer behavior very easily. That’s where the beards and PR relationships come in.

It’s clear that the boundaries of his closet have changed over the years and he’s much more free with his behavior than he was when he was in the band, or even in the first couple of years as a solo artist. None of that means he’s not closeted.

[thezoe611]

If DWD finds out that Fenton is Gizmoduck, what do you think will happen?

Well, in the comic "Darkwing Duck: Dangerous currency" we had Drake's reaction when discovering that Fenton is Gizmoduck, although due to the situation, he had to assimilate it quickly.

I think Drake would be surprised if Fenton was actually the tin can. I'd like to think that the Mallard wouldn't be mad at Fenton or anything, but he would be more competitive, and now knowing his other identity, openly argue with him about how he managed to save the day and all that (children's discussions of heroes). I still consider that both of them can be good friends, as long as they don't compete for who saves the day first ^^'

Now, if we talk about DWD from DT17... Nah, he will never understand that Fenton is Gizmoduck, even if they put a neon sign in front of him X'D

[underaverageheight]

Dancing With Death

Death!KSM x sick!gn!reader Genre: ANGST with bits of fluff Warning(s): mentions of death, joking once about not dying in peace, if I missed anything, let me know!

Summary: After finding out you have 2 months left to live, Death comes to visit. He finds moving between realms to be bothersome, shamelessly asking to live with you. Eventually, Death warms up to you, confessing how much he hates bringing things to an end.

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Hi it's me, Death word count: 0.7 k

“You can see me, can't you?” A man in a black suit sat near you in the cafe, next to the window speckled with the falling rain.

“Am I not supposed to?” You looked at the man, confused. He was beautiful but he seemed to have a cold air around him despite the heater warming those seeking refuge from the storm in the cafe. The man shook his head with a slight smile containing no happiness in it and sat across from you. “Who are you?”

“Who am I? My dear, I am Death.” The stranger held his arms out with a big grin.

You laughed, confused. “Death? What are you here for? Gonna come and collect me?” You decided to indulge in the stranger's words, bored.

“Not yet my dear, you still have two months left,” As of a sudden, he crossed his legs, sipping a drink in his hand which wasn't there earlier. You stopped smiling, your blood running cold at the mention of those two months. “Do you believe me now?”

“How…how do you know? I never—”

“Like I've said before, I am Death. I know when you die.”

You decided to accept the nonsense spewing from this handsome stranger. “So am I being babysat until I die? Is that it?”

“Absolutely not. I have better things to do. I'll be staying around you since you're the longest contract I have currently… Can I stay at your place so I can continue to work without moving between worlds?” Death had a nonchalant look on his face. You were taken aback by how shameless he seems, asking you if he can live with you for two months, disturbing the time you had left to sort things out.

You scoffed in his face, unable to contain the laughter tumbling from your lips. “So you're gonna ruin my remaining time? Wow, I can't even die in peace. Also, how am I supposed to believe you're Death? You just randomly showed up and started talking to me.”

“Watch.” He reached out toward a rose in the cafe. As his hand grew close, the rose shriveled and dried up, some petals falling onto the floor. The dead rose stood out from the rest as an ugly blob of brown. He looked at you and winked. His body shimmered and he looked nearly transparent. Walking over to a man sitting nearby, he began moving things, scaring the customers. Eventually returning to the seat across from you, his body shimmered again, returning back to a solid state. “If you're wondering, only the contracts I have can see me when I'm in that state. But,” You blinked and he disappeared, “I can completely disappear from everyone's eyes.” You blinked twice and he was sitting back in the chair, smirking. “Believe me now?”

“Okay… Mr. Death or whatever you call yourself. I believe you. I guess. But I won’t let you move in or whatever. Because I work a job to pay for rent and food and I doubt you’d help out either.” You crossed your arms, narrowing your eyes.

The man chuckled in his seat, the noise riling the bit of fear that’s started to grow. “Call me… Seungmin. That’s the name I was given when I became one with Death, a collective group of other…well Grim Reapers. You’ll never see the others because they have their own contracts to fulfill. Anyways, for your concern, I don’t eat nor sleep. I just need a temporary place of stay rather than returning to my realm every single day because of my many contracts. Live with you or not, I will be grounding myself near you.”

“Um no thank you. In fact I will be going home so please do not follow me,” You stood up and grabbed your umbrella, leaving Seungmin sitting in the chair. The rain was pouring hard and you stood outside, struggling to open your umbrella. When you finally succeeded, a gust of wind ripped it from your aching hands. Giving up, you began walking, drenched to the bone.

All of a sudden you felt the rain stop. Seungmin was next to you, holding an umbrella. He grinned, looking straight.

“My dear, I have no need to follow you home when I’ve already been there multiple times.”

next chapter ->

a/n: it's finally out~ i wasn't sure how to end this first chapter but i do hope you've enjoyed and are willing to stick around for the next few chapters! if you've enjoyed, feel free to let me know here or here at my main account, or reblog this post! I enjoy reading what you guys think, whether it's positive or constructive feedback!

[thechaseofspades]

There is NO Drake Mallard: A DT17/DWD Theory/Headcanon

Spoilers for Ducktales 2017 and a few elements of Darkwing Duck '91

OK but hear me out. Who is Drake Mallard in the original Darkwing Duck show (hereafter: DW91)? It's the childhood backstory (if you can call it that) that we see before he becomes Darkwing Duck, and it's the civilian identity that lives with LP and Gosalyn in the suburbs next to the Muddlefoots.

In Ducktales 2017 (hereafter: DT17), Drake Mallard is an actor who idolizes the "show-within-a-show" Darkwing and lands the role in the reboot. He eventually dons the cape and cowl himself.

So DT17 Drake fits the bill of DW91 Drake in the pre-Darkwing backstory department, but what about his civilian identity? It's a vital part of the original show, but we don't really see it much in DT17.

It's time to talk about the show within the show...

What do we know about the "Darkwing Duck" show in the universe of Ducktales? Based on the references we see to specific episodes, it's obviously based on the real life DW91. But, with one big exception.

We never see Jim Starling (the actor playing DWD in the show-within-the-show) in a civilian identity. He is Darkwing Duck in all of the clips we see of the show. No "Drake Mallard" to be found. No Launchpad or Gosalyn either. The Darkwing in the show-within-the-show doesn't seem to have a civilian identity or a civilian life of any kind.

And that makes sense, since in the DT17 universe, Drake Mallard is a real person. So are Launchpad and Gosalyn. So it would be weird for them to exist in the show-within-the-show.

We'll keep this in mind for later. But for now...

Who is Drake Mallard? (DT17)

Back to this joker. Let's talk about what we know about Chris Diamantopoulos's Drake Mallard.

Now, when I say "Drake Mallard", I mean Drake in his civilian persona. Keep in mind that Drake is an actor who was born to play Darkwing, and completely commits to the bit from the first time he puts on the costume.

But what is "the bit" to him? He bases everything, including his personality to an extent, on Starling's DW. We've established that that Darkwing had no civilian identity, so it would make sense for Drake to replicate that as well.

We only see Drake Mallard (not as Darkwing) in two scenes after he dons the cape. The first is this scene at the end of Let's Get Dangerous...

When this scene popped up, I assumed it would be the adoption scene. I think many people still kinda headcanon this as a soft adoption, when Gosalyn becomes a Mallard. But the show made a conscious decision to *not* do that, because Gos doesn't need adopted. Her grandfather isn't dead. He's in another dimension.

Gosalyn made DW91 Drake Mallard who he is

The pilot episode of DW91 starts off with Darkwing Duck as a vigilante superhero and nothing else. No sidekick, no daughter no civilian identity. During the two-parter, he meets LP (a huge Darkwing fan) and Gos (the orphan granddaughter of a scientist who was killed for his invention).

Sound familiar? That's because the Darkwing arc (Arcwing if you will) in DT17 is based heavily on this show with one notable exception: Thaddeus Waddlemeyer isn't dead in Ducktales. Gosalyn isn't an orphan. Thus, no adoption.

In DW91, the adoption scene at the end of the pilot introduces us to Drake Mallard, DW's mild-mannered civilian persona. Before adopting Gosalyn, DW lived in the tower alone, dedicating his entire life to fighting crime. Now, he has a daughter to take care of.

So why focus on this scene in DT17, and specifically what's different about it? In Let's Get Dangerous, Darkwing asks Gosalyn if she'll be his crime-fighting partner. That's not something new dad Drake Mallard would ask. That's a Darkwing Duck question.

Don't be fooled by the button-up shirt. That is not Drake Mallard. That's Darkwing Duck but his costume is at the dry cleaners. Adopting Gosalyn in DW91 prompts his civilian persona, but in DT17 we don't get to that part.

Darkwing Duck in DT17 is based on the DW91 character pre-pilot

Before adopting Gosalyn, DW91 Darkwing lived alone in the tower and dedicated all of his time to crime-fighting. The ultimate commitment to the bit. As we've established, this is what show-within-the-show Darkwing was like as well, since there were no LP or Gos in that version. This is the Darkwing Duck that DT17 Drake is trying to replicate.

Gosalyn may be in his life, but they are crime-fighting partners, NOT father and daughter. Launchpad is his best friend, but they don't live in the suburbs together. As far as we know, LP still lives in Duckburg while Drake spends most of his time in St. Canard, working out of the Audubon Tower.

We never see that house in the suburbs. And we only see Drake in casual clothes one more time in the entire series...

Here's Drake, very openly talking with Fenton about Gizmoduck and Darkwing Duck business. What part of secret identity do these goofballs not understand?

DT17 Drake Mallard was an actor, and he was born to play this role. He wouldn't be careless with his secret identity. Unless, there is no secret identity at all. His hero didn't have one, so why would he need one?

All Fenton knows in this conversation is that he's talking to Darkwing Duck. Who even is Drake Mallard? Does it matter to him? Does it matter to anyone?

For all intents and purposes, Drake Mallard does not exist. After retiring from acting, Darkwing Duck emerged as the St. Canardian Guardian. He has become Darkwing Duck. He is constantly playing the role. He is not Drake Mallard. He is Darkwing Duck.

In DW91, Drake Mallard's job was to protect and raise Gosalyn.

In DT17, Darkwing Duck's job is to protect her and reunite her with her family.

These are different characters with different priorities. I feel like this was intentional. And even if it wasn't, then I am pretending that it was.

I think that about covers it? This whole thought process started out with me trying to justify as few people knowing Darkwing's secret identity as possible, but it turned into a way bigger thing. I wish Darkwing would get more official stories to explore this concept, but I guess we'll settle for super long Tumblr posts instead

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Why on earth would Dua and Callum be pr? No offense to Callum but he’s a C/D list actor. Nobody cares about him outside of his relationship with Dua. Why would her team choose him to do a pr relationship with her instead of somebody more relevant?

I mean, same with Harry's last two girlfriends. Taylor Russell has her fans but is hardly an A lister. Olivia is well known in the US but her relationship with Harry was horrendous PR because a lot of people still thought she was engaged to the father of her two young children, Jason Sudeikis, and they slapped a homewrecker label on Harry straight away. Plus DWD got the wrong kind of promo and all the critics were looking to shoot it down. If that relationship was supposed to generate great PR for either of them it would have ended once the harmful PR started, instead of lasting two years.

She also thinks Timothee Chalamet and Kylie Jenner are PR, even though not a single photo existed of them until they were six months into their relationship. Travis Barker and Kourtney Kardashian was a huge PR relationship too, according to mad Marte, but she's gone very quiet since they got married and had a baby.

[goongiveusnothing]

Do you think he’s going to try being a movie star again? I know it’s laughable but we all know he wants that egot so so bad. Like remember him “secretly” lunching with movie directors and then fucking at least one of them? Other than Olivia who I think still pines for him and would blow up her life all over again for another chance to be treated like dirt on his shoes and the Chloe Zhao who was a simp for him, I can’t think of any directors at this point in his life and his rapidly deteriorating looks that would cast him for anything other than a stunt role or cameo.

There’s too many young, up and coming, better looking and talented guys now for him to compete with. He’s still very dependent on his teenybop looks and fame. And 1D no matter how much him and his cult deny it. IMO it’s been years since the 2 flops (DWD, MP) but there’s just no depth or growth in his character or irl personality that would make me say he can take on a role, immerse himself in it and be credible. Like he’s not capable of having the empathy to imagine himself in another person’s shoes. He’s always Harry Styles the famous person from 1D playing Harry Styles the famous person from 1D. It’s Thee Harry Styles, actor on iCarly.

i've always believed he's desperate to be a movie star. i think he likes the idea of himself on screen and also wants all the awards and prestige. i think he sees himself as a type of leonardo dicaprio.

i think his problem after those flops was that he still only wants A list projects. this was something his people put out there after his nolan movie. that the movie had to be prestigious. he's not interested in doing smaller independent work. it has to have some sort of backing and have well known actors.

but how many major movies would risk using him after what happened? how many major actors want to have their screentime with a man who will likely have his clips go viral online because of how bad they are? how will they deal with him refusing to give PR to his own work and giving dumb problematic or offensive comments in his interviews?

they also learned a key thing: people will not pay millions to go and see him onscreen. not even kissing men or being a little bit naked.

speaking of, have the marvel people even mentioned him again recently? i remember they were still bringing him up last year or the year before, but they've all gone radio silent about his character.

[puffpasstea]

could you do a DWD blurb in a world where like hes not dating olivia and nothing like that drama happened?

Here you go!

This blurb does NOT contain any DWD Spoilers.

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“You promise you liked it? You’re not just saying that?” Harry asked as they made their way to the after-party. 

“Yes, Harry! It was a good film. The actor who played Jack was especially hot.” She smiled mischievously. 

“Be serious!” 

They’d long passed the point in their relationship where either one of them actually had to ask for reassurance, so this was rare instance for Harry. It was no surprise though. They’d bonded over art, music, and literature very early on in their relationship. Harry learned a lot from her tastes and she learned a lot from his. Plus, he respected her opinion immensely and found himself mystified by how much he still wanted to impress her, even after all this time together. A small piece of him always wanted to dazzle her.  She was his most important critic; he hung on her every word. 

“I loved it, Harry. I promise.” Her tone more sincere now. She squeezed his hand in hers as she spoke, attempting to communicate to the strength of her enthusiasm to him through her touch. “I liked seeing this side of you. Even the parts that scared me.”

“Scared you?” His eyebrows knitted together. 

“Yeah, I mean, it was surreal watching you — your character— yell like that. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you raise your voice in anger before.” His expression relaxed when he understood what she meant. 

“Oh. Well, is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

“Good! Very good! It just took me a second. I’ve never seen anyone I know in a movie before.” She giggled. 

Harry held the door of the venue open for her. Their discussion came to an abrupt stop as soon as they walked in. He was instantly swarmed by co-stars, friends, and film industry representatives who wanted his attention. 

His initial round of greetings finally complete, he was suddenly aware that she was no longer by his side. Harry scanned the room for any sign of her, finally spotting her across the room, standing with Nick Kroll and his wife, animated about whatever it is that they were discussing. The closer Harry got to them, the more he could hear of their conversation. 

“I mean, I’m just so proud of him. I know it’s silly to say, but I am.”

“Not silly at all! I haven’t known him that long, but honestly, even I’m proud! When I run into people and they ask me what he’s like in person…I’ve been converted. Im a fan now.” Nick giggled.

Harry’s heart swelled with love at their words. He wrapped his arm around her waist, turning her gentle towards him. “Hi, darlin.’” He leaned in for a kiss that she’d assumed would be a quick peck. She was slightly thrown off when Harry was more forceful than she’d anticipated. 

“Everything okay?” She asked when they broke the kiss. “Everything’s perfect.” He smiled at her, a clear twinkle in his eyes. 

“What, I don’t get kiss?” Nick joked. 

“Hello, honey.” Harry responded, leaning in to kiss Nick right on the lips. 

[puffyducks]

Hey! Do you still have the link for the Darkwing Duck Reboot pitch? If so, can you pass it to me?

When I was reading through the pitches they were being passed around through google drive files that have since been deleted (Disney ninjas got em) but thankfully user ducklooney has uploaded screenshots of the DWD pitch in full!

I think it's worth mentioning that this was pitched before Let's Get Dangerous existed and seemingly before The Duck Knight Returns as well, so there are some differences between the pitch and some of the content we received in Ducktales 2017 (this is also why Bushroot is absent from the villain lineup picture because he's the only member of the fearsome four that didn't have a reboot design yet).