#elvira duck

[nuvemzinhacorderosa]

Happy Mothers Day! especially for our favorite ducks moms ❤❤❤

[dellyduck]

Traffic Court

Thanks to @kaderp, I have been down into a Pixar Cars rabbit hole for the past week.

She came up with the idea for this Cars X Ducktales AU (where the characters are still ducks, they just drive cars, thank you very much), and well, I simply had to rewrite at least one scene from the first movie into this AU.

I have lots of fun writing it, just like I’m having fun developing this AU with Kader in general, so if any of you are interested in reading, I hope you guys enjoy this “little” scene ^-^

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“Radiator Springs’ traffic court, come to order!”

Dewey was used to crowded places; being the center of attention, having people screaming and yelling at him – it all came with the fame, and he normally adored all that.

However, when the courtroom’s doors shot wide open and the eight or nine people who lived in that town started getting on his face for the mess he had caused, Dewey never wished a “crowd” would ignore him so bad.

‘I don’t know what’s worse,’ he thought grumpily, as Launchpad continued pushing him through the people and to the front of the room. ‘This, or that tent of old hicks yesterday.’

Nah, this was worse. At least yesterday, Drake was there to drive him far away from those bumpkins as soon as his contractual presentation was over. With these bumpkins right now, he was stuck.

Launchpad forced him to sit on the accused’s chair. All the other seats on the front were empty, included the judge’s, and the only other person in that part of the room with him was the short yet with a fierce gaze woman that had arrested him in the first place.

Said fierce gaze didn’t intimidate Dewey in the slightest – they couldn’t really touch him there, not with him being who he was and them being a bunch of nobodies.

“Officer, talk to me babe, how long is this gonna take? I gotta get to California pronto.”

“Where’s your lawyer?” The sheriff ignored him.

Dewey rolled his eyes, “Uh, I don’t know- Aruba, maybe. He has a timeshare there.”

“If the offender has no lawyer, the courtroom will assign one for them,” quoted the sheriff, lowkey looking as tired of Dewey as he was of this place. She looked to the audience of nine people, “Anyone want to be his lawyer?”

Immediately and collectively, the town pulled their chairs one step behind. Everyone, that is, except Launchpad.

“Gee, I’ll do it, Sheriff Cabrera!” The man shrugged, looking by no means bothered by that outcome. He joined Dewey on the accused’s table and the sheriff spoke again.

“All rise. The honorable Doctor Scrooge has arrived.” Her eyes fell on Dewey again, and she added only to him, “May Doc. have mercy of your soul.”

The Duck boy gulped, that so sure feeling that nothing bad could happen suddenly nowhere to be found.

The court’s doors shot open once more, “Alright! I wanna know who’s the responsible for wrecking my town.” The voice with a tick Scottish accent was as strong as the heavy steps that followed into the room. “Sheriff, I want his head on a platter. I’m gonna put him in jail until he rots. No, scratch that- I’m gonna put him in jail until the jail rots!” The angry man got to the podium and to the judge’s chair. “Then on top of that jail I’ll put another one until that jail rots. I’m-”

His voice died as soon as his eyes fell on Dewey; or more precisely, on the dirty racing clothes that the twenty-some years old boy was still wearing. On a shift, the expression of the old man in red hardened in a way that Dewey couldn’t help but shrink a bit.

After a long instant of quietness, the judge spoke again, “Throw him out of here, Sheriff. I want him out of my courtroom, I want him out of my town!” And to prove that his decision was final, “Case dismissed!”

“Yes!” Dewey was practically beaming. He expected this whole quadrille to be quick, but one single second? That’s what he called doing things in the Turbo Duck style.

He could hear the town’s citizens complaining behind him, but for the young racer they were as much white noise as Launchpad’s more pleased reaction, “By the Darkwing, looks like I’m really good at this lawyer stuff!”

Nothing in that place mattered anymore – he was free. And promptly after he stepped outside this building, he was going to hit the road and get to California, where he was supposed to be.

No one was going to stand on his way any longer.

“Sorry I’m late.” For a third time, the courtroom’s doors were opened, this time followed by a feminine, calmer voice.

Dewey turned his body to glare at whoever was delaying his moment of freedom- but all his annoyance flew down the drain as soon as his eyes took on the figure that had just arrived.

“Holy ebony…” Dewey found himself saying under his breath.

In fact, the soft ebony hair, descending in a long cascade, was the most prominent thing about that young woman. Which just made her more attractive when combined to her delicate face and that simple yet elegant spring dress she was wearing. A dress that, while not revealing by any means, still flattered her form very much, if he could say so.

Now the question was: what was a high-class, sane-looking babe like her doing in this carcass of a town?

“She gotta be from my attorney’s office,” It was the conclusion Dewey got to. Of course, somehow his agent had got a hold he was here, having “problems with the law”, and since his attorney really was away, they sent someone else. That made perfect sense. Just as the woman approached the front of the room, he activated his charm and called, “Hey, thanks for coming but we’re all set. He’s letting me go.”

“He’s letting you go?” She arched an eyebrow at the racer. It passed unnoticed by him how she stopped herself from sitting beside the other citizens when doing so.

“Yeah, you got lucky, your job’s pretty easy today,” Dewey laid back on the chair, his eyes taking their sweet time to admire her up and down. “All you need to do now is stand right there and let me look at ya.”

The woman’s expression was slowly morphing from confusion to a mix of incredulity and annoyance, but the young racer didn’t seem to notice because he kept talking.

“Listen, I’m gonna cut to the chase: you. Me. Dinner.” And now to the killer move - Dewey flashed her a half smile, with a click of the tongue and a wink, wrapped altogether by the finger guns.

She still said nothing, her face deadpanned. What was there to say, really, to such an arrogant asshole?

However, that was not how Dewey understood her silence, “Out of speech? I get it, I get that reaction a lot. But don’t worry, there’s no reason to be intimidated…” He gave her a side look. “Unless you want to be~”

“Oooo-kay,” The woman finally spoke - even if just to make him stop – with a forced smile. “I’m gonna go talk to the judge now.”

“Do what you gotta do, princess,” he sent another wink her way. Before letting her go, though, Dewey bended forward a bit, his voice losing smoothness as he warned only her, “Oh, but be careful. Folks around here don’t have their pins screwed all the way, if you know what I mean.”

As if to prove his point, he pointed with his head to Launchpad, who was right now trying to mimic Dewey’s finger guns move to his own reflection on the window.

The woman’s smile grew forced. So not only was the guy who wrecked their town an arrogant asshole, he also felt no remorse insulting the people who lived there? Oh, he had something else coming.

“I’ll keep that in mind,” she said back to the racer. Turning then to the redhaired man, her smile became more real. “Hey there, LP.”

‘Wait, what?’ Dewey blinked away in surprise. He didn’t know what shocked him more, the fact that his supposed attorney knew that guy, or the way Launchpad casually answered her back, with a cheerful, “G’morning, Emily!”

And as if that wasn’t confounding enough, the woman – Emily – quickly turned to the rest of the people in the room, “Hi folks.”

Just like launchpad, everyone returned the greeting amicably and casually, some also saying her name. As if she was a close friend who they saw every day.

Laying closer to Launchpad, Dewey questioned, “You know her?”

“Of course. She’s the town hotel’s manager… and my fiancée.”

“WHAT?!” Okay, lots of weird things were happening since last night, but that-?

Luckily, the universe hadn’t gone crazy, and Launchpad started crackling at his face, “Gotcha! Nah, she’s like a little sister to me. But I gave ya a pretty good scare, huh?”

While Dewey shot his “lawyer” an ugly stare, Emily reached the podium, looking up to the old, grumpy duck that was their town’s judge slash doctor. And he looked especially grumpy right now; shoot, she should’ve brought some baking goods with her. Well, her sweet smile would have to do.

“Good morning, Doc. How are you doing today?”

“Civils stay behind the fence unless they’re going to testify, Emily,” was Scrooge’s pragmatic answer, probably already sensing she wanted to ask for something. She really should’ve brought some sweets.

“I know that, I’m just passing by to say hi.” She feigned innocence.

The old man arched her a brow, “Very well, then: hi. Now go behind the fence with the others,” and before Emily could retort, “Actually, you may as well go home, since we’re done here.”

“Oh, come on, Doc,” Emily dropped her smile, a more serious and upset expression now, which caused Scrooge to haut before he stood up from his chair. “Are you really going to let him get away with it that easy? At least make him fix what he broke.”

“No way, I know his type. Car racer,” Scrooge pronounced the words like they were an insult. “Believe me, the sooner he gets out of here, the better.”

“But the town needs the road. And since he’s the reason it needs fixing, why not?”

“Emily, this case’s closed.” If he had his cane in hand, he’d knock it on the ground to make his point. “End of story.”

But by the way the girl simply looked at him, not seeming defeated at all, Scrooge feared it wouldn’t be the end of the story.

“Okay,” Emily started. “I didn’t want to do this, Doc., but you leave me no choice. Fellow citizens and friends!” Spinning on her wheels, she addresses the rest of the room loud and clearly, “You are all aware of our town’s proud history.”

“There she goes again,” Scrooge sighs to himself.

“Radiator Springs: a little piece of heaven built up with hard work and hospitality, by all of you, by our community,” Emily continued her speech passionately as she approached the audience. “It is our job and our pleasure to take care of the travelers who pass by our home while crossing the glorious Route 66.”

“Travelers? What travelers?!” raged Donald.

“Ignore him,” Fethry cut his cousin short, allowing the dark-haired girl to continue.

“But how, I ask, are we to care for those travelers if there is no road for them to drive on? Panchito, José,” Emily addresses the two men and partners sitting on the front roll. “What do you sell in your store?”

“Fashionable haircuts!” exclaimed Panchito, showing off a scissor from his pocket.

“You sure do,” Emily smiled at the answer, even if it wasn’t the one she was looking for. “But what’s your main business, what do you have the most at your store?”

“Tires,” this time it was José who answered with pride.

“And if no one can get to you guys?”

“We won’t sell any… tire…” the parrot’s smug smile fell at that realization, and it didn’t really help when Panchito hugged him in desperation, adding, “We’re gonna lose everything!”

“Mary!” Emily now turned to a woman in her early 60s, whose gray hair had only traits of the light blonde it one day possessed. “What do you sell at your store?”

“I sell breakfast, lunch, dinner, and gas. But especially gas.”

From another part of the room, Launchpad burst into laughs alongside Mary’s own husband, and the two women give them an annoyed look. All of that because the word “gas” had been said? Seriously?

“Okay boys, stay with me, please,” Emily asks them, before talking to Mary again. “And what happens if no one can come to your station for any of those things?”

“I’ll go out of business and… we’ll have to leave town,” the older woman admitted with sadness, looking at her husband in distress. The man was definitely not laughing anymore.

“And what will happen to all of us if Mary has to leave town and closes her business?”

That seemed the right thing to ask, because immediately hurried exclamations started being shared among the town folks.

“We’re all gonna starve!” screamed Launchpad.

“I mean,” Donald started. “Others here know how to cook, but we'd be stuck here forever without being able to fill our cars’ tanks.”

“And no more Mary's pancakes!” The redhead was pulling his own hair at the idea.

“So,” Emily’s voice was strong enough to gather everyone’s attention back on her. “Don’t you think the person responsible should fix our road?”

“The only person strong enough to fix that road is Big Al!” commented the oldest person in that place, a senior woman who couldn’t be less than 80.

“Elvira, Big Al died fifteen years ago,” Mary’s husband, Jamie, explained to her, causing Elvira to look at him like he was the one going senile. “Then why are you bringin’ him up?”

“Oh, he can do it.” For the first time since her speech started, Emily’s eyes fell on Dewey. There was no warmth in those green eyes for him, just a fire to defend her home and her friends. “You all saw his car. That thing has horsepower more than enough to get the job done.”

Dewey instantly felt his blood freezing. What had his car, his precious baby, to do with anything?!

“So, what do we want him to do?!”

“FIX OUR ROAD!” All the citizens echoed together.

“Yes! Because we are a town worth fixing!”

While the others cheered in excited agreement, Emily turned back to Scrooge at his podium, a victorious smile in her face as she simply shrugged. Scrooge released a heavy sight before screaming for order in the courtroom. Once everyone was quiet again, he paused his eyes on Dewey once more before passing them across each one of his friends.

“It seems…” the old man started, hating himself in his resignation. “That my mind has been changed for me.”

The town folks cheered once again.

“No!” Meanwhile, Dewey was groaning. If looks could kill, the glare he shot at Emily would’ve blown the woman up, especially when she looked back with that coy smile. “I am so not taking you to dinner anymore.”

“Oh, that’s okay, Goggles,” the nickname made his cheeks grow red, Dewey didn’t know if with anger or humiliation for her making fun of his racing goggles. “You can take Bessie instead.”

“Oh boy, you’re gonna work with Bessie!” Launchpad suddenly exclaimed, nudging the racer with his elbow. “I’d give away half a leg to be in your place.”

And against his best judgement, because Dewey knew he wasn’t going to like the answer, he asked anyways, “Who is Bessie?”

[shadow-academic]

Character name: Elvira Duck (nee Coot) (Grandma Duck)

Media she’s from: the Disney Ducks Comics Universe

Why she should be nominated: First, she’s a proper grandma, having raised her grandson Donald in the absence of his parents, but she’s also got such powerful grandmotherly vibes that everyone calls her Grandma, including people she’s not related to at all.   Grandma Duck is the kindest, most reasonable, and most generous member of the Duck family, but if you push her, she will show you exactly how tough an old lady who runs a farm by herself has to be.  It's worth noting that she's the only person who can always get Scrooge to back down with no effort.

reblog this post with your granny submissions! add what you want! infodump about them! woo!!

[dkzekiel]

Happy Donald Day 🎉

[kiiriminna]

Rivals : Scrooge McDuck & Flintheart Glomgold

Brainiacs : Gyro Gearloose & Ludvig von Drake (+ Little Helper & Intellectual-176)

Caretakers : Elvira "Grandma" Coot & Battista (Quackmore)

Dames : Xadhoom, Lyla Lay & Kay K

Caballeros : José Carioca & Panchito Pistoles (Panchito Romero Miguel Junipero Francisco Quintero González III)

Stars : "Glittering" Goldie O'Gilt & Queen Reginella

As it's been ages since I last published any of my drawings on this site, I decided to put all the pictures I've drawn in the last... many months... in one post. These were supposed to be part of much longer series, where I would draw ALL my favourite Disney Comic's characters (starting with ducks and then advansing to mouse verse), but I'm not sure if I'm going to continue that project anymore. Currently my fics (3 Hazbin Hotel wips & 2 PKNA translations) are keeping me too busy to take time to sit down drawing (not to mention that the busiest time in a year is just around the corner).

In case I decide to continue this work one day, I'll just reblog this with new parts added.

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Happy 90th Birthday Donald Duck! - Donald Duck and his family and friends - Tribute to Don Rosa (Happy belated birthday to Don Rosa) - The Duck Who Never Was - My redraw - Duck comics - Duckverse

I know it's past Donald's birthday, but I don't care, because this year is a whole year dedicated to him, because this year the most popular duck is celebrating his 90th birthday this year. So if someone tells me why I'm dedicating his birthday to him now, even though it's passed, please shut up, this is definitely dedicated to the best duck in the world and I have the right to draw related to him. By the way, I drew tributes related to his birthday before, so check out my previous drawings.

By the way, even though his birthday passed a month ago, I definitely wanted to dedicate this drawing to one of my favorite comic artists and writers, Don Rosa, who celebrates his birthday on June 29th because he was born on that date in 1951. Don Rosa wrote and drew comics mostly related to Scrooge McDuck, but also dedicated something related to Donald Duck. A special comic is "The Duck Who Never Was" from June 9, 1994, which is dedicated to the 60th birthday of Donald Duck, where Donald thinks that everyone has forgotten about his birthday, so he miraculously went to another universe where he does not exist and it can be said that it doesn't work at all without it. In the end, Donald returns to his world and is surprised that his beloved family and friends threw him a great birthday party. It's one of my favorite Don Rosa comics.

Yes, I drew as a redraw those final scenes from that comic, so I drew it in my own way, and I apologize to Don Rosa, since I added some characters, and also did some of my own version of characters from the Duckverse. Daisy kisses her Donald, and besides them there are also Donald's nephews Huey, Dewey and Louie Duck, Daisy's nieces April, May and June Duck (Dutch version), Donald's uncle Scrooge McDuck, Donald's grandmother Grandma Duck (Elvira Coot), Donald's cousins ​​Gladstone Gander, Gus Goose, Fethry Duck, Donald's best friends Gyro Gearloose, Little Helper, Jose Carioca (José Zé Carioca) and Panchito Pistoles. Yes, added Fethry and the two caballeros because they somehow don't make a real Donald family without them in my opinion. And instead of the 60th birthday, I added Donald Duck's 90th birthday on the banner held by Donald's nephews and Daisy's nieces. Yes, and the 30th anniversary of this comic. I hope you like this idea and this drawing and my remake of that comic, even though I know it's against the Don Rosa rules. Sorry.

I hope you like this drawing and this idea and feel free to like and reblog this if you like it, just don't use these same ideas of mine without mentioning me! Thank you! Also, here's a happy 90th birthday to Donald Duck (who celebrates on June 9th) and a happy birthday to Don Rosa (who celebrates on June 29th) and the beginning of summer, which is celebrated on June 21st! Happy birthday to the best duck who deserves the best! :D And this is a gift for all of you who love this duck and his family!

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Happy International Women's Day 2024!!!

[elviraaxen]

Having a semi-uncommon name is so funny because while the Sarah's and Justin's have tons of characters who share their names, in fact, so many to the point where their names are usually attached to a certain archetype; I have TWO characters that share my name and one of them is a gothic sex vampire and the other is Donald Duck's grandma.

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[ducklooney]

Sorry for the delay, but of course, like every year the tradition of Donald Duck comics fans dictates that I wish of course a happy birthday to one of the best writers and artists of Donald Duck comics currently celebrating, and that is Don Rosa. Yes, Don Rosa celebrates his birthday on June 29. Happy 73rd birthday Don Rosa! I wish you good luck and health and thank you for the excellent comics you have written, not only about The Life and Times of Scrooge McDuck, but other comics as well. Especially my favorite The Three Caballeros Ride Again.

I would also like to mention the excellent comic called "The Duck Who Never Was" from 1994, where it is told how Donald went to an alternate universe where he does not exist, but in the end he returns to his family and friends where he enjoys a birthday party . I'm definitely posting on the occasion of the 30th anniversary of that comic, as well as Donald Duck's 90th birthday.

Happy Belated 90th Birthday Donald Duck, and Happy Birthday Don Rosa! Please like and reblog if you are a fan of Don Rosa and his comics. And yes, his comics are not and will not be Ducktales! But certainly his comics are one of the best!

[nostalgink]

A sketch of Elvira for you all. She's off model, because she's much taller than this, but I just hadn't drawn her in a bit and I missed them. For those who don't know, Elvira is a funny steven universe-like fusion of Magentus and Morgana.

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Day 12: (Grand)Mother Duck

[oddballsducks]

Does anybody have pictures of Duckverse characters’ homes and other buildings from different angles?

Because I want to make one of those Christmas village decorations but with Duckburg, or at least draw the concept, and I need references

[shadow-academic]

Character name: Elvira Duck (nee Coot) (Grandma Duck)

Media she’s from: the Disney Ducks Comics Universe

Why she should be nominated: First, she’s a proper grandma, having raised her grandson Donald in the absence of his parents, but she’s also got such powerful grandmotherly vibes that everyone calls her Grandma, including people she’s not related to at all. Grandma Duck is the kindest, most reasonable, and most generous member of the Duck family, but if you push her, she will show you exactly how tough an old lady who runs a farm by herself has to be. It's worth noting that she's the only person who can always get Scrooge to back down with no effort.

hello and welcome to the grandma battle! here your favorite grandmas will battle it out to see who’s the ultimate grandma! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و

the end day for submissions is april 14, since i’m most likely gonna be without internet for spring break lol

the rules are as follows:

they must be fictional grandmas! as much as most of us would probably like to submit our own grandmas, we’re going fictional

i ask your submission be an actual grandma (by blood, by choice, etc). though, if you have someone who just gives off like, intense granny energy you can submit them too, just know that there is a less likely chance of them getting chosen!!

going off of the topic of there being a less likely chance of getting chosen, grannies from like, super popular media also has a less likely chance of getting chosen, srry!! though there will most likely be “popular” grannies in this poll, i wanna try and keep it as least skewed as possible! o(╥﹏╥)o hope y’all understand!!

i also ask that any character you submit is female.. and if they’re trans, they have to be canonically or heavily implied to be trans.. i might do a full grandparent battle in the future, but for now, we’re going with grannies!

do as many submissions as you want, just please don’t submit them more than once! when doing submissions, i ask you give at least a lil info on them since i honestly have the most scuffed interest taste ever lmao ◔…◔

talking about submissions, i’m going the unconventional way of reblogs! to submit your character, reblog THIS post !!

here is a loose template— you don’t have to copy it directly, just some pointers that are probably important ;)

template thing:

character name: (if they have a full name, please put it, and if they have a common name they go by, add that in parentheses beside it)

media they’re from: (as stated)

why you think they should be nominated: (here you could give info on what they’re like, what they’ve done, etc! this info can also be about when they were younger if that is known, as long as they’re still a granny :) also go at it with propaganda!! go crazy so stupid with it!!!)

add a photo or two if you can, mostly so i know what to put if they get chosen lmao

example of a submission:

char name: erina pendleton

media: jojo’s bizarre adventure

erina is like, super cool <3 she was able to keep joseph in check which is honestly an achievement in it of itself— also when she was younger she washed her mouth out with mud after dio kissed her bc that was better honestly what a queen <333 (btw you can still submit erina if you were thinking of doing so think of this as admin propaganda)

tags used !

#grandmapolls - used for the actual polls so if that’s all you wanna do, keep an eye on that one \(^-^)/

#grandmainfo - announcements, info, and extra deciding polls

#grandmabattle - used on all of the posts here ^^

#grandmapropaganda - for any ask submissions, reblogs, or posts that are character propaganda :)

inspired by ! (｡◕‿◕｡)

@ultimate-divorce-tournament, @ultimatefnaf-favoritecompetition, @sleepsmackdown, @irishtourney, @i-need-to-fuck-that-old-man, @protagonistpolling, @fashiondisastertournament, @white-boy-bracket, @cry-baby-anarchy, @fictional-malewife-tournament, and more !!

admin: @abba-cchio

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Paperino Paperotto: un magico mondo alla fattoria - La mappa del tesoro (2024)

[mysterious-night-phantom]

Where have I seen this before?

Oh yeah