#if i had to choose one of them it would be louie

[the1weird1pencil]

I've been playing Pikmin 2 for a while and this is what I gotten so far.

[luthien-black]

TOOK ME THE WHOLE 2024 TO FINISH THIS CHALLENGE BUT I DID IT!!!

My favorite female customers, Willow and Mindy! I can't choose between these two, so I had to draw them both 🤭

My favorite male customer is Kahuna! He's my fav since he was a scary grumpy back in the Freezeria flash game I used to play in Armor Games LOL. That's why I drew him grumpy here, even wearing his new aqua Hawaiian shirt, as a tribute to those simpler times.🌺💕

My favorite closer is Yuko! She's simply the most amazingly pretty character I've ever seen, she looks so royal and classy lol She's got my heart for sure 💙💖

My favorite Romano is my girl, Bruna Romano! She's so adorable and sweet, and I simply love her traditional clothes! PLUS PLAYING ACCORDION IS A DREAM TO ME ❤️💚❤️💚

My favorite KCP customer: Nye! 💕💕 The KCPs customers are all adorable, but Nye has my heart, mostly since I learned that he's actually LGBT 🏳️‍🌈❤️❤️❤️

My icon customer: Crystal! 💕💕 I relate to Crystal the most, because she's a fortune-teller and I'm on the path to become one as well hehe I hope when I get older I look as good as her 🤭💕

My favorite Gameria is Papa's Freezeria, which was my first Papa Louie game I ever played LOL so I drew Alberto and Penny, the Freezeria workers, with their OG Freezeria orders hehe 💜🤍❤️

Well, of course my favorite ship (I call them Flipships tho) is AkarixBoomer! But I'm such a dedicated fan that I DON'T EVEN KNOW THEIR SHIP NAME FFS If you know it, please tell me... 🤦‍♀️ But I love these bitches very much 💛🖤❤️💙

And to close it with a golden key I bring you my waifu Chuck and my husbando Brody.... LOL JK, they're both my waifus and I would hurt someone really bad for them.🧡💛🖤💜

Thanks to @janadegkittendeg for creating this amazing challenge 🥰 Off to the next one! 😜

[sjelaine]

"Louisrock" July 7, 2024

I had a friend who lives in Turku where Ruisrock is held, so as soon as I saw that Louis would play it (back in November,) I contacted my friend to see if she would be home - she said yes!  I bought an early bird ticket to the festival and had my lodging all set, so then I just needed an airplane ticket from California to Helsinki and a rental car.  I then found out another friend (from the same fandom as my Turku friend) was going to Ruisrock as well, to see Käärijä, who as it happens was playing on the same stage as Louis but 2 hours ahead of him, so I had a friend to go to the concert with me!  Normally I have to see Louis by my lonesome because none of my friends are in the 1D fandom, but it's okay because Louies are the nicest friendliest people out there and I am never short of new friends to scream all the words to Louis' songs with at the concerts.  IMO this is the very best thing about being a Louie -- all the other Louies!

We got to the festival site two hours before doors opened so we would be sure to be toward the front.  All the festival signs were in Finnish and my friend is Swedish and I'm American, so we had to rely on the locals to translate for us.  I'm old and slow so I wasn't able to run when the time came, but by the time I got through the gates and located the line for Louis' show, I was only about 50 people back.  The festival was INCREDIBLY well organized, clearing out each stage area after each performance so the people who had lined up for a specific artist could have a good chance of getting a good spot.  And thanks so their expertise in handling crowds, I was able to maintain my position in line without having to run and thus got a spot at barricade!  Thank you Ruisrock organizers and security *thumbs up*

I will mention that while waiting in line for 6 hours we were comfortable and there was a breeze and no rain.  We also got to listen to Blind Channel and Käärijä's shows which were pretty hard-hitting and all in Finnish - the best part about that was all the Finns surrounding us joining in to yell the lyrics and pogo along to their favorite songs.  The energy was amazing and I'm sure the other foreigners in line with me were appreciating the Finnish love of live music as I was.  Don't forget we also got the Oli walk-by which was funny because he acted as though he was just passing us to get to the food stalls, but then he came back a few minutes later with no food and acting just as nonchalantly, so clearly he was there to check us out and report back.  You go, Oli!  Be sure to tell Louis what in idiot he is if he thinks we're not going to show up.  Faith in the Fans, maybe?

Back to barricade: I had a spot right next to the staircase Louis would use to come off stage for Silver Tongues, and I took quite a few videos and photos although most of the songs are partial recordings and the pictures are basic iphone quality, but here's a link to all of my files in a Google folder.  Please enjoy!  Do with these as you wish :-)

Some observations I made while enjoying my 7th Louis show was that Joshua would run to a certain side of the stage, Louis would catch sight of him, and then he would head to that side of the stage... so it was almost like Joshua was calling the shots of where Louis should "pose."  It also clued me in to start recording whenever Joshua came to our side because I knew Louis would follow - I got some great shots of Louis looking our way which I choose to believe were him looking at ME ;-)  I also noticed that Steve would put a drumstick in his mouth to adjust something on his set mid-song, which I hadn't noticed before.  And of course Michael and Matt were always heading to the center stage to join Steve in "getting down" which was fun to see.  It would be great to see Louis playing the guitar and jamming with them, but then it would be harder for him to interact with the fans...

One of my favorite live show elements is the Baba O'Reilly mash up in WDBHG so I was very happy that Louis walked over and pointed my way when he sang it - so excited in fact, that my video suffered accordingly, but oh well.  I didn't get lucky with him coming to our side of the barricade but hopefully at some show in the future I will.  Faith in the Future!

Thank you for coming to my TED talk.  Love you guys -

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— all of my writing can be found under #[ 💌 ] louie writes —, and requested fics come under #[ 🤍 ] anon asks — and #[ ❤️ ] asks —

— ୨୧₊˚ protector

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ “Hey I was wondering if you could write for Luke Alvez where maybe y/n works with Penelope and she asks Luke to teach her self defence, they have a friendship much like Luke and Penelope where they make fun of each other but also secretly pining after each other but thinks the other one doesn’t feel the same. So it’s like lots of tension where he is rough but gentle with her (soft dom vibes) because he wants her to be able to protect herself and ends very steamy and passionate “

— ୨୧₊˚ loving hands

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ “Heeeeyyyy, just came across your acc and wanted to see if you'd be willing to write a deadpool smutfic, where fem reader gives him a massage after a long day >:)”

— ୨୧₊˚ falling into you

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ “Could you do a Luke Alvez x reader where she had unrequited love for Reid and he has unrequited love for Penelope so they decide to be FWB after being rejected and end up falling in love? “

— ୨୧₊˚ little lamb

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ “can you make another one shot for rick, please? age gap and *cough* cream pi3? 🤭😉 Hope u open for this one request, and have a good day, thx!”

— ୨୧₊˚ eyes that know

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ “Hi, saw that youre taking omb requests 🩵 Can I get one with reader is secretly in love with Spooky and only Sad Eyes knows?”

— ୨୧₊˚ cold hands, warm mischief

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ “poly!maraurders with a s/o whos hands are always cold?”

— ୨୧₊˚ in his arms

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ “tom riddle x reader who has low iron and forgets to take her supplements?? how would he react if his partner just suddenly passed out or felt nauseous? :3”

— ୨୧₊˚ a whisper of home

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ “Heyyyy ! first of all i really love your work ! I have a request for a Darylxreader…Can you make thr reader having an accent? Like a French accent pls!! I’m french myself and i would love to see that!!!🩷🩷”

— ୨୧₊˚ adored

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "Babe you can pick the topic but I would LOVE some adoring sex with barba!!! Maybe with an age gap?"

— ୨୧₊˚ don't let go

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "Hii! I love your stuff! Could you pls do a Poly marauders x reader. but all of them are a year ahead of her and shes really anxious about them graduating because shes really shy? If not no worries! Thank you so much!"

— ୨୧₊˚ please stay

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "part 2 to the ‘get out’ luke alvez fic? need a sweet resolution :("

— ୨୧₊˚ crosshair confessions

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "would you be willing to write a sonny carisi fic where reader is a detective (detective sonny, they're partners!!) and she is caught in a hostage situation and sonny realizes how much he loves her, as more than just his partner/friend?? and then she survives and they end up confessing maybe?? no worries if this doesn't inspire you <3"

— ୨୧₊˚ the edge of control

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "Haiii can you do like a sub!rafe X bitchy reader please"

— ୨୧₊˚ opposites attract

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "hii, how are you? i have a request for fred weasley. so imagine fred being absolutely head over heels for a ravenclaw a year younger than him, but she genuinely has no idea! she is kinda the opposite of him so she just can’t wrap her head around the fact that he is into her! thank you so much 💓"

— ୨୧₊˚ softest beginnings

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "hi!! how would you feel about writing some super soft first time smut with our under appreciated man steve murphy? 👀❤️"

— ୨୧₊˚ breaking the best friend code

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "Hi! Could you make a fic about falling in love with Fred Weasley but with the trope best friends older brother. You can choose who is the best friends and what house is the reader. Thank youuuu"

— ୨୧₊˚ the future in his arms

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "Sonny wanting to start a family after a year of being married but doesnt know how to bring the subject up. Maybe some gentle yet passionate smut"

— ୨୧₊˚ behind the mask

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "hi!! I was wondering if you could write a billy loomis fic? smut or horror it doesn't really matter much. I haven't seen any lately and I would really appreciate it! thank u <33"

— ୨୧₊˚ jealousy's edge

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "Hello, I have a lot of requests ahahah. I imagine Emily and Reader who are not in a relationship but it teases a lot. Emily becomes jealous when a suspect or tara starts to get too close to reader"

— ୨୧₊˚ strength in silence

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "Emily and reader her very friend, and Emily begins to feel new things when she sees reader doing a somewhat muscular interrogation"

— ୨୧₊˚ onstage confessions

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "rockstar!sirius black x ex girlfriend!reader where he invites her onstage at a sold out show  and confesses that he still loves her"

— ୨୧₊˚ behind the song

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "more rockstar!sirius ideas sorry :0 he releases a new song that’s like about his and ex girlfriend!readers relationship so the media speculates and he invites her over to talk about it"

— ୨୧₊˚ still in the picture

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "rockstar!sirius and ex girlfriend!photographer reader that gets hired by his team to shoot pictures while he’s on tour they haven’t spoke since they broke up but there’s still tension and feelings between them"

— ୨୧₊˚ written in tension

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "songwriter!ex girlfriend reader who sirius’s band wants to hire but there’s still tension between them but they need to be professional"

— ୨୧₊˚ saftey in her arms

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "messy breakup with rockstar!sirius where he’s been like self destructing and realizes he’s lost his way so reaches out to reader for a second chance and to help clean up his act (professionally and personally)"

— ୨୧₊˚ the calm in his fire

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "girlfriend!reader being rockstar!sirius’s anchor when performing and your gets overwhelming"

— ୨୧₊˚ fames shadow

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "underground!singer sirius who meets reader and they hit it off, but as he starts to grow bigger he fears losing her because of his fame"

— ୨୧₊˚ the girl that got him

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "rockstar!sirius being a womaniser who all his fans fawn over and dream of being able to tame him but it’s actually bsf!reader that manages to tame him and get him to settle down"

— ୨୧₊˚ layers of love

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "college!lip gallagher x art major! girlfriend reader and she paints his back one day"

— ୨୧₊˚ sugar and seduction

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "can i propose.. sugar daddy!chibs au"

— ୨୧₊˚ comfort and care

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ "maybe some fluffy smut with Ron Weasley?🤭 like, him talking you through it and being gentle with good aftercare?"

requests can always be made here

[inlovewithregencyera]

transcript under cut : )

July 8th, 1818

*Louisa humming waltz*

Louisa: *making voice deeper* Lady

Aurelia, will you dance with me?

Bridget: But I thought you had already asked m-

Louisa: *whispering* No Birdie, I asked you when I was Louisa, now I am Frederick and you are Aurelia.

Bridget: Oh! *making voice higher* Yes, Frederick I'd love to!

Louisa: *faintly* Lord Worthington..

Bridget: *squeakily* Yes Lord Worthington, I'd love to!

Aurelia: *chuckling* Bridget your voice is much higher than mine!

Bridget: Is it really?

*Aurelia nods*

Louisa: *loudly whispering* Birdie for the last time you are Lady Aurelia, you do not answer to Bridget or Birdie, and we pretend that impostor over on the bed isn't there, alright?

Bridget: whispering Sorry!

Aurelia: Oh you both look so silly!

Louisa: *voice cracking* My goodness. what fine brown eyes you have my lady..

Bridget: But my eyes are blue?

Louisa: *loudly whispering* BIRDIE, AURELIA HAS BROWN EYES!

Bridget: Oh, yes. Thank you Lord Worthington, you also have very fine...*whispering* Aurelia, what color are his eyes...?

Louisa: BIRDIE!

Aurelia: Louie, please don't yell at her, she doesn't like it. His eyes are hazel, Birdie.

Bridget: *whispering* Thank you..-What fine hazel eyes you have Lord Worthington!

*Louisa humming off key*

*Bridget steps on Louisa’s foot*

Bridget: My goodness Lady Aurelia, have you two left feet..?

Aurelia: Louisa, please.

Bridget: Sorry...

Louisa: *loudly whispering* Best you dance with no one but Papa tonight.

Aurelia: Stop being mean to her!

Bridget: I don't think I want to play anymore...

Louisa: You’re so sensitive sometimes!

Bridget: You’re rude sometimes!

Aurelia: *extending arms* Come here B, ignore her.

*Bridget plops on bed*

Louisa: *rolling eyes* You are both ridiculous, I was joking.

Aurelia: I know, but you forget she is still a child.

Louisa: So am I!

Aurelia: *rubbing Bridget's back* Yes, but she's three years your junior and she's not even out yet.

Louisa: *exasperated sigh* Whatever. *flops on bed*

Aurelia: Maybe a little apology wouldn't hurt?

Louisa: That might ACTUALLY kill me.

Aurelia: Louisa!

Bridget: *giggling* Your love for history already kills me I'm tired of hearing about philosophers!

Louisa: *rolling eyes* Oh, but if I critiqued one of your silly interests or better yet, any of your flaws I'm mean.

Bridget: But your interests are masculine!

Louisa: Turning into Aunt Amelia are we?

Bridget: STOP IT NO I’M NOT!

Aurelia: *trying not to laugh* Louie, please just apologize to the poor thing.

Louisa: Fine. Birdie, I'm sorry I've hurt your feelings, could you find it in your heart to forgive me?

Bridget: NO!

Aurelia: *giggling* Birdie!

Louisa: *giggling* So much for your peace making efforts.

Bridget: I forgive you for being mean while dancing but NOT for comparing me to Aunt Amelia!

Louisa: Fair enough.

Aurelia: I too would be upset if I was compared to her. I can't tell which one is worse, her or her husband!

Bridget: I think poor Papa just puts up with them for the sake of our cousins getting away once in a while...he hates them I'm sure.

Louisa: No, I don't think he hates his own sister. Just who she chose for a husband.

*Aurelia chuckles*

Bridget: Why anyone would choose that THING for a husband I do not know.

Louisa: He looks like a blister!

Aurelia: I don't like him either but that's not very nic-

Louisa: HE'S not very nice. He made you cry last Christmas!

Aurelia: Oh but I was already crying I believe.

Bridget: He made you cry more. I HATE him and I mean it.

Louisa: *snickering* Since Aunt Amelia gave up dancing, perhaps you may dance with him tonight, Birdie?

Bridget: I'd rather expose my pantaloons for all to see!

Louisa: Well someone has to dance with him. We shouldn't make poor Aurelia dance with him, so SOMEONE should...

Bridget: And it won't be me! As you said, I shouldn't dance with anyone but Papa tonight.

Aurelia: Well I think-

Louisa: I'll not speak to that fool after he called my hair wooly last October. After Papa put him in his place he tried to play it off as a joke.

Aurelia: What? You never told me he-

Louisa: Yes, well you weren't yourself that much then. I didn't want to burden you with more stuff that could upset you..

Aurelia: *frowning* Oh.

Louisa: Oh, please take no offense Aurelia, I would've told you, believe me.

Aurelia: I know. I just wish I wasn't like this. Or rather, how I was last year. *sniffling* I'm sorry I hurt you both, please forg-

Bridget: NO! No tears today Aurelia, it's your big day and you will be happy and smiley if it's the last thing we have to make you do! You're almost truly of age!

Louisa: Yes, you will be very happy tonight! Why shouldn't you be, you'll be dancing with your whispering secret, not so secret lover again!

Bridget: Yes! Then he will propose by next week and all is forgotten, and then you'll have plenty of babies and be happy and Louisa and I will be their governesses as no man shall have either of us for we are both silly and ridiculous!

Aurelia: *wiping eyes* Do you think so?

Bridget: YES! We KNOW so!

Louisa: Yes, we do!

*Bridget and Louisa start frantically kissing Aurelia*

Louisa: inmitating Frederick* My dearest Aurelia!

Bridget: *imitating* Frederick* My dear darling!

Aurelia: cackling* STOP!

Louisa: My sweetheart!

Bridget: My pretty lady!

[astra-galaxie]

🏳️‍🌈👽🫂💔🔪🎭😬😶 for yann toussaint please :) (i just love his character so much so don't judge me!)

I would never judge you for suggesting Yann! Now, some other characters… There might be some judgment!😉

🏳️‍🌈 A sexuality headcanon

Yann strikes me as bisexual or even pansexual. He's seen many forms of love while travelling the world, and while some surprised him at first, he always took the time to learn before making assumptions. This led to a better, broader understanding of how love is viewed and displayed across cultures and helped him define his sexuality.

👽 A headcanon about a weird quirk of there

Yann has a habit of not cleaning out his coffee mug—at least not after each use. While he's never gone more than a few days without cleaning his mug, Yann often forgets to clean it. He always has a pot of coffee brewing and fills his mug as needed, which also means it's rarely empty. Frank likes to tease Yann that he's trying to keep his mug “seasoned” like a cast iron skillet.

🫂 A friendship headcanon

Yann is one of the best friends anyone could ask for. He's loyal, kind, funny, and caring. He's also very much the “Dad” friend, even before he became a father. Yann is always ready to help his friends and be there for them, whether helping someone move or being a shoulder to cry on.

💔 An angsty headcanon

Yann blames himself for Dinah Cooper’s death. He believes he is responsible because he put that letter in the newspaper to The Puppeteer and made them start killing parents again. Yann wonders if Dinah would still be alive if he had never written that letter and hates himself for robbing another young boy of his mother. He can't even bring himself to face Blake or Louie and apologize for being the reason Dinah is dead, but he hopes that maybe one day, he will have the courage to confess.

🔪 A headcanon relating to fighting/violence

Yann tries to avoid violence, choosing to deal with confrontation through words instead of fighting. But if you push him to fight, he will defend himself. He's learned the basics of various fighting styles and knows how to protect himself and others. He won't start a fight, but he WILL finish it!

🎭 A headcanon about what they lie about

Yann rarely lies unless it's for a good reason. But he will regularly lie about how much coffee he's drank in one day. While everyone knows Yann is a coffee addict, most don't know his record for one day…

(It's 10 cups. Jessica was not very pleased when she found out, as Yann's heart was beating so fast that she thought it would stop!)

😬 A headcanon about the worst thing they’ve done

While not specifically one thing, the worst Yann has ever done was after his parents were murdered, he became hostile, cold, and angry. He would lash out at others and pick fights with kids at school. It got so bad that the Principal recommended that he be transferred to a reform school to try to correct his sudden behaviour change. Thankfully, Yann got put back on the right path before that needed to happen, and he turned his life around. Travelling the world also helped him, but to this day, Yann hates who he was as a teenager and regrets letting his grief consume his life and almost ruin it in the process.

😶 A random headcanon!

He's a slight hoarder. Not in the sense of keeping trash and never throwing anything away, but Yann struggles to get rid of sentimental things. Whether it be a drawing one of his kids made, a broken toy or an old book, Yann finds precious memories in nearly everything. As such, he tends to keep things for a long time and can't let go of them for fear he will lose the memories along with them. Jessica helps him do some spring cleaning each year, during which they go through some of his stuff and find things to throw out or donate. It's never easy for Yann to let go of something from the past, but knowing they can help others make memories like they did for him helps.

And there you have it! Some sweet and angsty headcanons for Yann! I hope you liked them and thanks for the request, Liz!

[nalyra-dreaming]

Hi! I saw you’ve read Anne Rice’s IWAV books, and I have some questions from the show that I think someone who’s read the books is more qualified to answer. Slight spoilers for s2 below, if you haven’t seen it!

My main question is about Lestat and his ability to die by fire. I’ve only seen the show, so I’m a little confused about the part where Louie + Armand go to Magnus’ Lair to kill Lestat. Louie and Armand light their hands on fire, and Lestat says, “I have the blood of Akasha in me,” and alludes that he can’t burn to death bc of whoever Akasha is. So Lestat basically says he can’t he killed by fire unless he actually wants to be killed. (Magnus burned, but Lestat can’t burn unless he’s willing bc of Akasha?) So, does that mean the same thing applies to Louie, who has Lestat’s blood? And why can Louie + Armand light their own hands on fire and not die?

Thank you! Have a great rest of your day!

Yes, I've read them :) (and I've seen the seasons^^)

Okay, I won't be able to answer this without some lore/spoilers/book refs, since you have not read the books.

So, first off, I don't think the tower scene happened like that, at all, I think that is an implanted memory, or at least edited, planted/edited precisely for what Rolin said in an interview, namely "agency". But not Lestat's agency - Louis'. Because Louis actively chooses Lestat there.

But that just as a note here, let's assume it happened as shown for now.

Akasha is the very first vampire, the queen in the titular "Queen of the Damned", the third book.

What Lestat refers to there is him drinking Akasha's blood, which he did before he came to New Orleans. And yes, he implies there that they cannot burn him because of that. That is... a bit of a stretch book-wise, and I did blink a bit in confusion then.

And I don't think it's true, either. Taking the scene as truth though, it might have been something to deter Louis and Armand there, because... well, within the scene context, it would have forced Lestat to defend himself - and he did not want to do that, because he would have hurt either/both Armand and Louis, and he loves them. Louis very differently than Armand (and there's a lot of history so the love is mixed rn with a lot of other feelings), still - within the scene context Lestat most likely wanted them to not even try. And it worked.

Louis... does have Lestat's blood. He does have strong blood.

But the strength of vampires also depends on their general state of being, and Louis had drained away his own powers/strength by decades of malnourishment (for a vampire), namely by feeding on animals.

The "lighting their hands on fire" is the Fire Gift.

There are other gifts in the lore: the Spell Gift (trances, visions, illusions), the Mind Gift (telepathy, telekinesis), the Cloud Gift (flying), the Killing Gift (a mix of Fire Gift and Mind Gift, which literally destroys the victim), and the Dark Gift itself, the turning into one of them.

The Fire Gift is a manipulation and an ignition of matter on a molecular level. By sheer will and where they want the fire to be.

The show visualized that for us, with the flames that Armand is able to conjure where he wants them. In the flashback to the 1790s we see him lift his fingers and burn another vampire by "sending" it. Louis, when he destroys Daniel's tapes, also sends it. That is more in line with what the books give us, but it is understandable that the show would want to visualize it more.

They did the same with the Mind Gift Armand uses - both in San Francisco, and on the street in the 1790s his eyes wobble when he uses telekinesis. It's an eerie little effect they added for visualization, and it works very well I think.

Armand teaching Louis the Fire Gift is only possible because Louis actually has strong blood - most vampires only discover their gifts by and by, and not all vampires can access all gifts, because there, too, it is a matter of personal preference, and affinity. Armand, who spent centuries in a satanic cult disassociating is a big Mind and Spell Gift user... which makes a lot of sense to me.

So they do not burn themselves with this fire because they control it - it's an extension of their powers, not comparable to a match being struck and then being an independent flame.

Hope this helps with understanding it all a bit better :) Feel free to ask if you have further questions!

[candycryptids]

Good morning (or good evening in your case I guess)! 🤭

Because you asked me about the theme songs: If you had to choose one for each of your OCs what would it be?

Goooood Morning! Or evening for you by now I think 🤔🥰 This’ll be easier for some than others B’3 (links will all be to YouTube videos hopefully!) thank you for the question this was a real thinker x3

So Levraut actually has a song we recently heard and went HOLY SHIT ITS LEV’S THEMESONG! Which would be [Creator, by Lena Raine] it has the mysterious suspense of the music box at the start, and then shifts into the cadence of something I associate with the Sea, which is something that sounds like Accordion ahaha (and then it further intensified with electric guitar, which isn’t usually in his soundscape, but it’s So Good)

[cut because… length again LOL]

For Tuesday I’d have to say my first choice is [Hello World, by Louie Zong] as far as songs that make me immediately associate with Tuesday lololol. The other song I have is [Waltz No. 2, Robot, by Hikaru Shirosu] it has, to me, the cadence of going shopping in a small market, but you’re still very ‘young’ in a sense, and small obstacles can feel like big obstacles 🫢 it’s also Piano, which is one of the instruments associated with Keathan! Who has a very heavy influence on Tuesday’s soundscape :3

For Chuusday…. Picking just one is rly hard… hm… it’s not on EITHER of her playlists I think, but [Home Beyond The Horizon by I think Masoyashi Soken and Daiki Ishikawa] Which is a song played on a crunchy, tinny radio. She’s not patriotic, but it was too large a part of her life for it to not have had some major impacts on her, lol. For a less/more serious song (???) I’d say [Hardware Store by Weird Al Yankovic]. It’s got. The vibe. LMAO.

Tangy is also hard to pin down, but I think [Fell In Love With A Girl, by White Stripes] does a pretty good job of suiting both the vibe and at least a Lil Bit the lyrics [because the first three lines remind me of Minfilia and Tangy :/ not that I ship them explicit romantic 100% of the time, but it coulda been. It coulda.]

🎤Fell in love with a girl

I fell in love once and almost completely

She's in love with the world🎵

Otherwise my other offering is When You Look At Her and it’s just playing [Cat Cafe by Tsundere Twintails] in her whole expression.

There’s not a particular song I can think of for Mochiie yet- I’ve been fighting that gorilla for a month or so now and I’m not much closer to victory yet, lmfao. However I do offer the song from [this post] because it reminds me Thavnair, so the real answer is I have a lot of music in Urdu I need to listen to and figure out his vibe LOL. I found the song in particular after scouring the notes though! Which is ->[Mehndi Laga Ke Rhakna, sung by Lata Mangeshkar and Udit Narayan] (I also need to figure out the influence the Azim Steppe had on him 🫢)

Ishi’li is… tricky. Cos I’m also still working on their playlist BDJDNFJDJFSK and the one song I’ve heard recently that made me think of him so so hard isn’t in the soundscape I’d set for them :T but. It’s rly Ishi.

[Like or Like Like by Miniature Tigers]

🎤I watched you get undressed

I must have turned bright red

'Cause I couldn't stand to face you

'Cause I liked what I saw

And maybe we should just be friends

Tell me how you feel about me

Do you like or like, like me?

Tell me what you really feel

Do you like me? Just say you do🎵

Swydghem actually has songs because I listened to a playlist on basically endless loop while writing so even though it’s Baldurs Gate [Down By The River composed by Borislav Slavov] always makes me think of her LOL… Solkmyna gets slightly more associated with [How The Tide Rushes In by Anne Dudley] Jojoha doesn’t have a particular soundscape yet because it overlaps with Levraut regularly😅 (at least in terms of; the Dreadnaughts, which is one of the bands I listen to for him lmao.)

Colette is my monster hunter/Ffxiv cross oc and while I haven’t really given her a whole lotta thought I think [I Want It All by Arctic Monkeys] could definitely fit her vibe, lol. She’s someone else on my to-do for music thoughts, just a little further down the line from Ishi and Mochi uvu;

Bonus!!! If you were wondering [Love Like You from Steven Universe] makes me think of Tuesday/Haurchefant. :’)

I hope you enjoy the music 🫶 lord knows there’s a bunch of it SHFJRJFEKCKSKXKA hopefully the color/bolding isn’t obnoxious, it makes it easier for my eyes to not glaze over if there’s variation lmao

[yakkolicious]

ask game, ask game... hm... allan?

First impression: I was a typical little girl when I first saw Allan, and when I saw him in Taco Mia, I didn't hate him at all even though he had those scary eyes! He looked like a guy who acted tough but was soft to me. Like he needed a hug.

Impression now: Allan is one of my favorite boybosses. Blorbo from my games. If anything happened to him, I would be very upset. He's a huge part of why Papa's Mocharia is my favorite game! I just saw he was playable, could not pass up the chance to play as him, and now he's my all-time favorite Papa Louie character.

Favorite moment: Customers generally don't have a lot of unique moments, but my favorite Allan-specific one is probably the finale GIF of Papa's Next Chefs 2020 where he's just laughing evilly and standing behind Akari. His stance looks protective (even though I doubt Trishna could take Akari in a fight and Zak is absolutely useless in one) and that makes the Allari shipper in me very happy.

Idea for a story: Oh, I have a lot of AU ideas involving Allan, but I don't think I'll go through with them. I also do have that Taco Mia series I've been slacking on and Allan-Maggie relations are a huge focal point, but not sure when (or if considering how bad my school workload has been these days plus chores and rotating hyperfixations and my ever-growing watchlist) that'll be. Maybe I could use a writing prompt for some more Allari fluff in the future? I think I need to write some fluff with those two in the future.

Unpopular opinion: I think Allan is a lot softer than other people think he is and doesn't actually enjoy violence. I think his bullies instigated all their battles and Allan only fought to defend himself because talking and being jokey wasn't working. Nowadays, I think Allan relies more on the intimidation that comes from his looks, and if things are serious between people he cares about, he'll try to get them to talk it out. I will say that wouldn't apply to Munchmore baddies though if he ever got a chance to fight them.

Favorite relationship: Allari. I LOVE Allari and I'm sad that it isn't more popular. They have such a fun dynamic as a couple! They also fit pretty easily into popular ship dynamic types for those who like that. Also, I'm 100% convinced they're canon and Flipline is waiting for the right moment to confirm them.

Favorite headcanon: Honestly I like most Allan headcanons that come from Tumblr, so it's really hard to choose. I will say I headcanon Allan and Liezel are friends, and I definitely stole that from @magicmindless, so I'm gonna say that one's my favorite if I liked it enough to steal it.

[63n3437]

Too Busy Sunday!

“Live outside the state-of-the-art Duckliar Foundation, awaiting the newly appointed Chief Executive Officer of the Duckliar Enterprise, Mr. Solomon Hecks.”

“Wait, Duckliar? Isn’t he the genius who disappeared years ago? Fifteen years, to be exact,” Huey piped up, looking over his handbook.

“Ohhh! Did he make cool things like nanobots or laser guns? Maybe a super flying jet?!” Dewey’s hands flew everywhere in the excitement nearly hitting Louie in the face. Louie swatted the offending hand in annoyance, looked up from his phone, and snorted dismissively.

“Eh,” he shrugged. “Looks like another start-up.”

“Start-up!” Webby exploded from behind the couch, startling the triplets as she squished herself between Dewey and Huey. “No way. They were the most mysterious and probably one of the richest families in the world! Of course, it is nothing compared to your–erm–our family, but I have a separate board just for them.”

Scrooged harrumphed from his armchair, “The man’s no genius, reappearing just to disappear, leaving everything behind. Just looked at what happened to the tower. Gone!”

“You mean the Duckliar Tower?” Della entered the room carrying stacks of chips and sweets in her arms. Penumbra trailing behind, carrying liters of soda. “I was surprised it was replaced by a park. Does Everett still own the land? The last time I visited the area was under the administration of SVA….MP?”

“The Society for the Valorization of Duckburg Monuments manages sites that have historical significance, similar to the program from New Quackmore.” Huey said, closing his handbook with a snap, “If the tower had historical value, we sure don’t know how it could happen.”

“Duckliar Enterprise has been making its presence known after the disastrous moon-vasion. Despite the damage of the unexpected alien attack, which halted some of its operations, they were able to resume as soon as possible to build the Ducklair Foundation.”

Louie scooted next to Dewey to make space for Della and Penumbra. Della snatched one of the popcorn bowls and passed the rest of the snacks around. “Well, it’s another mystery of the Duckliar clan.”

Webby squirmed in her seat. “Oh my gosh! New lore!” She exclaimed with a hushed voice forcing herself not to run off to her room and start updating her board.

“Excuse guys, movie night?” Louie sensing that they would go off the rails again, gestured towards the screen. “Anyone?”

“Yeah – enough about Ducklair, it’s movie night! We need to show Penumbra how to have fun while sitting –”

“Which I doubt.”

“And why is it so much better than exploring the secret of an Incan treasury,” Dewey nodded seriously, though the slight downturn of his mouth hinted otherwise.

“Oh, lad. You should’ve seen the map in the study. If we fly to Peru today, we’ll stumble upon the entrance to the temple effortlessly.”

“When you say treasury?” Louie baited with a smirk. Webby let out a ‘woohoo!’ in the background, yelling, “Secret Inca temple!”

“Wait! Guys–we promised Uncle Donald no adventuring every Sunday,” Huey reminded full-stop, which prompted a series of groans.

“The new CEO of the company was a mystery until three months ago when new information emerged from a one-on-one interview with veteran journalist Ms. Layla Lay. Although the interview answered the common question, questions about his relation to the owner, Everette Duckliar, remained unknown.”

“That’s boring! No offense to Uncle Donald but adventuring is in our blood,” Dewey relayed dramatically.

Della sighed, deciding to stop the brothers from escalating the situation. After all, she owed his brother some peace, even if she wanted to explore just as badly. “Dewey, we did promise your uncle to rest for one day every week. He’s not stopping us from adventuring, and if any of our trips somehow extend until Sunday, no one’s preventing us.”

“I’m sure Uncle Scrooge agreed to this, right, Uncle?” Scrooge scowled in irritation choosing to watch the TV rather than answer his niece.

Scrooge was about to make a sharp remark when he saw the car pulling up on the screen, he focused his attention to observe the unknown head of the company. The upstart has been requesting to meet up with him to consolidate Everette’s investments and liquidated properties under McDuck Enterprises. Scrooge was pleasantly surprised when he reviewed the proposal. He usually let Bradford handle anything remotely business-related, but he couldn't hand off this responsibility, knowing he was dealing with a Duckliar. Though they didn't meet face to face and only made a video conference, once, he knew not to underestimate the younger duck.

“Is that Uncle Donald?” Dewey wondered, it was hard to recognize him without his usual white hat and black sailor outfit.

“Hmm, yeah,” Louie said distractedly, frowning at his phone. “He said he was hired as a driver for a billionaire. I thought it was Uncle Scrooge since the rest were enemies of Uncle Scrooge. It’s an easy mistake to make.”

“Good for him,” Della smiled in fondness. “I… should probably find a job, too.”

“Mom, it’s fine. You just came back from the moon. There’s no need to rush things.”

Della gave a quick smile to Huey, going back to the TV where she saw her brother opening the back seat of the car. A woman with long blond hair, pinned in multiple buns, was the first to step out. She mouthed a quick thank you to him before gathering the security detail. Next to her stepped a man towering over the woman and his brother. He has strawberry blond hair with thick sideburns with a face that means business. He gave a sharp nod to his brother who solemnly nodded back. There was a moment's pause between them, a silent conversation amid chaos before his brother jumped back into the driver's seat and drove off.

It was a bizarre exchange, however, it wasn't notable enough to be remembered. She felt Penumbra nudging her sides, raising an eyebrow, and looked pointedly at the screen.

Della clapped her hands twice and then abruptly announced, “Come on, let’s start the movie! Even if Donald's not here, we need to keep our promise. Capiche?”

“Dibs on ‘Eternal Moonlight��.”

“What? That’s–no. Really, Huey?”

“It fits the theme! I researched the best moon-themed movie we could watch. It is also the highest-rated movie this season. At least I try to be accommodating, Louie. Unlike some people.”

Louie sputtered indignantly, “On what earth do you think Penu–”

Dewey cut him off rudely, “What about ‘Darkwing Duck the Movie? It was released recently.” Louie growled at the interruption.

“Dewey, you already chose the movie last week. It’s not fair if you pick the movie again.” Dewey sent a scathing glare to his red-clad brother before ranting how ‘uninteresting’ his suggestions were. Louie, momentarily distracted, nodded in agreement and declared that he should pick the movie, which was quickly denied by both older brothers. If Huey’s recommendation was dull, Louie’s was downright atrocious.

Unnoticed by the bickering brothers except for the adults, Webby crawled out of her sibling-sandwich, snatched the remote to change the channel to one of the available streaming services, and typed in ‘The Betelgeuse War’.

Della smirked in astonishment and shared a look with Penumbra, who was instantly enamored by the screen.

“Webby!” the triplets collectively shout.

“What? It’s informative, it’s not boring, and the character has depth. It has three sequels, all amazing–as impossible as it is–and it is about space. And the moon. Penumbra will love it and we will geek over the characters. Now, shove off!”

“Atta, lassie,” Scrooge chuckled.

The lights slowly dimmed. Della glanced back by the door and saw Mrs. Beakly adjusting the light switch. She grinned in thanks before settling on the couch. It has been years since she last watched ‘The Betelgeuse War’. If Webby was right, then she’ll enjoy the rest of the series and her honorary niece will certainly be asked to join the exclusive club of the Betelgeuse she founded with his brother.

Penumbra was, always, a nice addition.

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Something was bubbling under the surface.

“Hey, Gandra, grabbing lunch?” Granda put down her soldering iron and removed her goggles. She looked toward the door where Dr. Dendron was standing.

“Is it noon already?” Gandra grabbed her phone from the pedestal and grinned as a series of messages popped up on her notification. She was about to open one when she caught the time. “Woah, time sure flies by.”

“Yeah, I don’t want to disturb you with your work. I am also absorbed in mine, which is almost complete. I thought that we could eat lunch in the pantry,” Dr. Dendron smiled hopefully.

Gandra blinked, pleasantly surprised by the invitation. She gave a jerky nod and said, “Sure, I haven't had my breakfast… or lunch, for that matter.”

“Same here,” Dr. Dendron’s frame relaxed considerably. “Work just sucked you in. Next thing you know, it’s dark out, and you’re only halfway through your task.”

Gandra hummed as she gathered her equipment, placing all the dangerous items in their proper places. She secured the cabinets of confidential experiments before leaving her lab.

As she approached the door, she could hear sections of the lab shutting down. Once she reached the threshold, she pressed her biometrics, and the door closed firmly.

“I still think it’s quite excessive,” Dr. Dendron noted.

“I think it's nice,” Gandra smirked as they walked down the corridor to the department lobby. “None of the other labs I’ve been to is as secure as this one. You would think they’re hiding something sinister.”

Dr. Dendron giggled. “It certainly looks like that. It’s confidential, yes, but anything we do in R&D can be discussed between us, scientists and researchers.”

Gandra challenged. “Such as?”

“I can imagine all of our works are going to converge at one point,” Dr. Dendron explained. “I am working with an Evronian spore and Dr. Einmug is polishing his research on atoms. Sparky is working with Dr. Zibaldo on enhancing security and creating technologies related to clean energy.”

“What the hell is an Evronian spore? And isn’t Dr. Einmug a recluse? How did they manage to convince him to work here?” Gandra asked incredulously. “Dr. Zibaldo’s nice, just a bit overzealous. Sparky…it’s strange having a rat as your co-worker. No offense.”

“Rodents of his species developing intelligence and cognitive abilities are quite rare,” Dr. Dendron grimaced. “Achieving such a feat…”

“It’s not pleasant,” Gandra’s eyes widened as a memory resurfaced, and felt her conscience pang between her gritted teeth.

Dr. Dendron bobbed her head in agreement. “We can continue with the questions after lunch,” she said, tapping her badge.

Gandra willed herself to calm down as she followed Dr. Dendron into the busy hallway. “So I can ask anything under the sun about our work but only within the R&D?”

“Now you're getting it,” Dr. Dendron smiled playfully.

Gandra and Dr. Dendron strolled in comfortable silence as they made their way through the throng of employees getting a quick lunch. When they arrived at the pantry, Gandra told her fellow scientists to line up at the buffet.

“I need to warm up my lunch.”

“Do you want me to get you something?” Dr. Dendron asked, picking up a tray.

“A plate of waffles, if you can, please” and then Gandra waved her hand in appreciation, marching to the refrigerator where she stored her homemade lunch. When she opened the fridge, she saw the note sticking out of her lunchbox, which she had forgotten to remove (and put on a special case with similar notes). Written messily on it was, ‘Go get them, Gadget Girl’.

She couldn't help but grin warmly. She fumbled in her pocket for her phone and sent a short message to ‘Suit’ with a picture of her blue lunchbox.

‘Suit’ replied quickly, ‘I made your favorite, empanadas and guacamole :).’

(Oh, he’s so nice.)

After heating the empanadas, she made her way to the tables when her eyes fell upon an unexpected figure. She knew some sparing information about him. Most striking was that he was the triplet’s uncle and Mr. Scrooge’s nephew.

“Oh, Donald’s here,” Dr. Dendron spoke behind her. “I wonder why –” then her eyes followed where Mr. Duck was staring, ���– I see. I forgot the press conference is today.”

Gandra caught the TV and she could see Mr. Hecks sitting on a long table under an onslaught of questions.

“–the company's focus has shifted from weapons manufacturing and engineering to clean energy. How will you ensure the company's financial stability during this period of change?”

“That is an excellent question, Ms. Roxanne. Duckliar Enterprise isn’t always reliant on weapons production. While it has been the previous CEO’s primary focus, being an inventor himself, he understood it is not the sole path for the company’s long-term success.”

Gandra felt a crippling chill running down her spine, and a sudden heaviness clung onto her shoulders. There was a gaze observing her in hindsight. Her eyes returned to where Donald was sitting and felt a surge of trepidation. The consensus is that Donald Duck of the McDuck clan was the polar opposite of his adventurous uncle, Scrooge McDuck. He was averse to adventure and quick to anger, but a great uncle to his nephew, according to some sources–okay, mostly from Huey.

Donald’s eyes flickered like a blade, slowly dissecting each layer of her carefully crafted facade. Leaving her exposed and flayed, like a wound itching to be closed. With a blink, he shifted from a terrifying force to a deceptively weary man.

“You know each other?” Gandra asked Dr. Dendron instead of keeping on staring at Donald.

“You don't?” Dr. Dendron asked, taken aback, though Gandra could hear concern lacing her tone. “We can use another table if you want?”

“No need, I'm curious to know what his deal is.”

“Good to know that you have a sense of humor Mr. Hecks. Unlike your predecessor who again disappeared years ago after a bit of a scandal. Whatever happened to Mr. Duckliar? Any idea of his whereabouts?”

“Thank you for asking, I understand that you are curious and concerned about Mr. Everett. I am placed in confidence to steer the wheel of the Enterprise and Mr. Everett has always valued his privacy which I will be obliged to continue.”

“That doesn't answer my question–”

“Hey, Mr. Duck,” Gandra plopped on one of the fluffy seats a distance away from Donald. Dr. Dendron hesitated for a second before sitting beside Gandra. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“Same to you,” Donald raised his eyebrow, then looked at Dr. Dendron with a faint smile. “Hey, Dr. Rhonda. Good to see you, how have you been? Did you manage to find an apartment downtown?”

“Good! About the apartment… I decided to stay in St. Canard. I still like my city, despite the traffic. Also, thank you for shipping the Drosera occidendum’s seed.”

“I have no idea what you need from that plant but–er–you’re welcome?”

“No need to be bashful, it was a rare specimen. Knowing that your family managed to defeat it was amazing.”

Donald beamed like a mini sun, “It’s the kids who figured out that blasted plant.”

“Not surprising,” Gandra nodded, taking a bite of her empanada. “They’re very…inquisitive. Alarmingly so.”

“Oh, you’re just bitter that they foiled your spy career.” Donald's lips curled in amusement, although his eyes held a sharp edge.

“Speaking from experience?” Dr. Dendron, Caesar salad bunched on her fork, piqued in interest.

“Corporate espionage,” they both said at the same time.

“You were selected to work on nanobots?” Donald spoke out of the blue, startling both Gandra and Dr. Dendron. However, Gandra could tell that the other scientist was surprised for a different reason.

“NDA, Mr. Duck. My lips are sealed”

“Just call me Donald,” Donald rolled his eyes in exasperation. “Mr. Duck was my father. If you take my sister’s sons into account, that’s too many Mr. Ducks around.”

“What a nightmare it’ll be,” Gandra deadpanned, piercing the waffles.

“So nanobots… that's your forte, right?” Donald pushed on. “I remembered Huey telling a story about a ‘highly musculature Mark Beaks’ and how you helped win against him. No, I don’t want to imagine ‘Macho Beaks’. Yes, Huey shared his findings about nanobots enthusiastically and without reservation.”

‘I know who you are and what you did,’ was left unsaid.

When Donald spoke, Gandra could hear the resignation in his next statement. “I think you’ll do great with the project.”

“How did you know about it?” Gandra was eager to know because this guy was an enigma wrapped in a cipher. He was not supposed to be here, he was not on her radar of potentially dangerous people but goddamn, anyone who knew about her work with Mr. Hecks was.

“Here I thought that any scientific discussion can only be discussed by fellows and should be discussed inside R&D,” she said, voice drilling in sarcasm.

Donald shook his head, offering no explanation, eyes turning to watch the last thread of the conference. As Mr. Hecks plastered a polite smile, waving goodbye to the press, Donald’s phone rang.

“Hey, Belinda. Yeah, I’ll be there.” He paused. “Will do, thanks. Yeah. Bye.”

“Sorry, I need to go,” Donald, with a sigh, pulled up from the chair. “See you later, enjoy your lunch, Dr. Rhonda, Gandra.” He made his way out of the pantry, not without grabbing a freshly made waffle bag in a take-out bag from the pastry station.

“You know something,” Gandra faced Dr. Dendron in the eye.

“No, not really,” uncertainty seeping on her body. “I am as blind as you are.”

“Why have lunch with me?”

“Is it hard to believe I wanted to know you, or maybe become your friend?” Dr. Dendron's lips turned into a sad frown. “What you’re hiding is not my business but if it, in some ways, affects our work and reputation…” she trailed off, the unspoken implication hanging between them.

Gandra chuckled at the implied threat, “I didn’t think you had it in you, Dr. Dendron.”

Dr. Dendron relaxed and joined her laughter and said, “Oh, please, call me Rhonda.”

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Something was bubbling under the surface. Like lava slowly spilling at the edge of the crater.

“Hey, Layla,” said a duck holding an HDTV camera in one hand and balancing a tray of three coffees in the other. Layla readily helped get the tray out of the older duck’s hand.

“Alright, here’s your frap,” Layla chirped. “And a latte for me.”

The duck glanced at the remaining coffee, a plain black one, placed at the back of the van. “Donald’s will be here?”

“Yep,” Layla replied, popping the ‘p’, and taking a sip of her coffee. “He is Mr. Hecks’ driver.”

The duck hummed, “You’re suspicious about Mr. Hecks. Is he involved with… him?”

Layla took a moment to answer, “You can say. It’s complicated, Donald was more reserved about sharing information, after the moon.”

They dwelled in comfortable silence, finishing their drinks. Layla bit the bottom of her lips and asked, “Stefan, was I a bad friend?”

“I cannot give you a response to that,” Stefan said, slurping his frap.

“Why, weren't we friends in past years?” Layla quirked her eyebrow.

Stefan countered, “Were you?” He set the camera next to the coffee and sat beside it. “Your heart has always been in the right place. It took me a long time to understand that. Donald, we’re not friends, but I always felt a kinship with him due to our… affliction.”

Layla blinked in silence. It was rare for Stefan to speak this long. He continued, “I chanced upon him, months after he lost his sister to the moon. I was investigating the peculiarities of the Duckliar family. We did not talk; the situation was too heavy. And I suspect he lost more than just his sister that day.”

“I – Donald’s been keeping this?”

“It’s not my business, but I thought it might help you.”

“You’re right,” Layla took a deep breath. “I was not there when he needed me. I was so excited; I’ve always wanted to experience the world without restraint. In the process, I left the person who helped me achieve that.”

“Talk to him, once you both have the time,” Stefan stiffly patted Layla’s shoulder, taking the empty paper cup to the nearest trash can. “Come on, they should be here anytime soon.”

Layla exhaled and gathered all her materials ensuring her makeup was all good. She grabbed her coffee; taking one long sip, before closing the van door, pacing beside Stefan.

“Hey, Stefan?” Layla softly called out. “Thank you. And don’t ever doubt that you're my friend.” Stefan's eyes widened, revealing a timid smile.

They secured a good spot in the park where they had a clear shot of the podium. As soon as they saw a glimpse of Hecks’ car, Stefan started rolling the camera.

With a smile, Layla started with, “Channel ‘00, live in Duckliar Park…”

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Something was bubbling under the surface. Like lava slowly spilling over the edge of the crater. It rumbled hotter than the core of any mass in the universe.

Mary Ann Flagstarr was tired. She was running on six cups of coffee, a box of donuts, and a bowl of Garden salad because she wanted something healthy, alright? It wasn't even past three in the afternoon, and she was already flagging under the weight of paperwork and the lingering effect of a jailbreak. And that was many months ago.

If she had known that her first task as a captain of PBI would be tidying up the joint jailbreak of Dr. Fairfax and former Lieutenant McCoy, she wouldn't have taken the position. She’d probably be sleeping in a moldy hotel under a disguise but, at least, she wasn't slaving away to finish this administrative burden and locating escaped criminals in every part of the globe.

Mary Ann rubbed her forehead in frustration. She received help from personnel from Area 51, but despite their combined efforts, they couldn't find where Fairfax and McCoy were hiding. During her first month in her position, she instinctively dialed the Duck Avengers’ number only to remember that no one had seen the hero in decades.

Usually, his AI partner, Uno, would send her an email or fax with crucial information on any issue that may threaten the country before she could bang her head on her desk. It was convenient and very helpful; they’d saved her multiple times. She was grateful, yet a brush of jealous resentment lurked in the periphery of her mind.

The captain sighed sharply. It was all in the past. She would prefer to handle the situation under her own leadership. However, Dr. Fairfax was a dangerous individual, with a spy like McCoy, the danger they posed would affect not just Duckburg and its surrounding area but also target other countries.

She thought of enlisting help from superheroes, like Gizmoduck, or spies from S.H.U.S.H., or the Agency. She dismissed asking for Gizmoduck; he was too green when it came to international conflict. She had reached out to S.H.U.S.H., but they were indisposed without Ludwig. The Agency…their reputation had tanked when Double Duck resigned.

Her last option was to contact the Duck siblings. She did not want to consider it since their family was one of the reasons for her headaches, especially after the Moonlander invasion or the magical disruption two years ago. Therefore, when Mary Ann said they were the last option, it meant she wouldn't contact them under any circumstances unless she was really in-depth.

She needed to contact them, ASAP.

Fairfax and McCoy had been missing for one year and six months. No leads, no clues, no witnesses that may point her in their direction. Mary Ann was uncertain if they were even together. She had a terrible feeling in her guts that their plans would soon implode and everything they swore revenge on would go down badly.

She tried contacting the mansion, but the lines weren't connecting. She found out the telephone lines were blocked due to magical interference. It was a good thing they had a magical expert in the department, and they created a workaround.

But when she called the number and someone answered the phone, the housekeeper (certainly not an ordinary housekeeper) would inform her that the family was off on an adventure.

Then she sent emails to McDuck Enterprise because their digital security system was such a hardass PBI couldn’t retrieve any personal emails, but no reply. Della didn’t have any digital presence since she had just returned from the moon (how crazy was that?). Donald's contact information was easily found in various resumes; curiously, all numbers and emails became disconnected after he left his previous employers.

The captain had tried every avenue but received no luck until today.

Mary Ann paced anxiously in her office, the telephone line ringing once, twice, thrice. She stopped when it continued to ring for the fourth time, head on her hands, and took a deep steady breath.

“Deeeewey express! How can I help you with this fine evening?”

(Oh shit.)

“Good afternoon, my name is Mary Ann Flagstare, captain of PBI. I would like to speak to Dumbella Duck for urgent business.”

“Mom knows someone from the Secret Service?” Mary Ann bit back a groan, she had caught the kid’s wonder over the phone, it was like talking to Ziggy in his teens. Oh right, this kid is a teen. What a joy.

“It appears so. If you could pass the phone to her, I would appreciate it.”

“Why do you need Mom? Ohhh, are you going to send her on a mission? That’s awesome, but we are on a strict no-adventure Sunday, you can call tomorrow, and we can hash out the mission without any issues.” Dewey informed cheerfully, she could register the tell-tale sign of dismissal.

She hurried over to the phone, almost knocking herself on the lamp next to her table, and cried out, “Wait! I am not sending her on any mission. If you can tell her that–” She didn’t want to share the news with an unauthorized person, worst of all, a kid. Desperate times called for desperate measures. “–Dr. Fairfax and McCoy were on the loose, it’s a matter of national emergency. She can contact me through this number, preferably soon.”

“Sure,” Dewey stretched, “I’ll pass it on.”

Mary Ann sighed in relief, “Thank you.”

“Dewey, come on. The third movie is starting!”

“Webby, pause it!” Dewey shouted, muffled. “I have to go, Ms. Captain. Bye!”

The click of the disconnected call echoed in her office, pulsing in her head, syncing with her oncoming migraine. She braced her arms on her large desk; paperwork stewed like a hurricane went past. She can wait, hopefully, before the insanity stirs.

Mary Ann waited and completed her paperwork. Waited, and took a very quick break. Waited and visited a department in crisis which provided a mental breather from all the waiting. Waited until it was almost midnight and resigned herself to another failure.

She was tidying her desk of today’s paperwork and preparing the ones she needed to complete tomorrow when the phone rang.

She shot up like a bullet and swiftly put the receiver to her ear. She could scarcely believe it was Della’s voice on the phone.

“You, speak now.”

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Something was bubbling under the surface. Like lava slowly spilling over the edge of the crater. It rumbled hotter than the core of any mass in the universe. How it melts off the feathers and skin, burning everything inside out.

That is how Donald met his demise, ripped from the Earth’s atmosphere after his ill-fated venture on the moon.

He has, after all, been afflicted with terrible, horrible luck.

[starshinewriter]

a little late but here's my ao3 wrapped for 2024 (template from @justawanderer)

How many words have you written this year?

115,676

2. How many works did you publish this year?

7

3. What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)?

it's really hard to choose but i think i have to go with Roles can be Hard, but These are Worth it because i think its one of my strongest works and i love writing in that style

4. What work of yours has the most hits?

So Tell Me When You're Gonna Let Me In if we're only counting works published this year, ABOM if we're not.

5. What work of yours got more feedback than you expected?

i didn't really get too many comments this year unfortunately.

6. Favorite title you used?

So Tell Me When You're Gonna Let Me In

7. If you use song lyrics, which artist’s songs did you pull from the most?

i only did one so keane

8. Pairing you wrote the most for this year?

Huey,Dewey&Louie to the surprise of no one

9. Favorite pairing you wrote for this year?

i really got into anxceit this year so it was fun writing for them

10. What work was the quickest to write?

i wanna say The Difference, it took 2/3 days i think

11. What work took you the longest to write?

Louie: Avatar's Journey to Self-Acceptance took about a month im pretty sure

12. How many WIP’s do you have in your docs for next year?

too many

13. What’s your longest work of the year?

Louie: Avatar's Journey to Self-Acceptance at 15,290k, ABOM at 53,723 if we're including works that weren't published this year

14. What’s your shortest work of the year?

It's Just That Simple at 698

15. What WIP are you taking into next year with you?

A Bond of Magic and Us Weirdos Have to Stick Together are both continuing this year

16. What’s your most common “Additional Tags” tag?

none

17. Your favorite character to write this year?

luz! or king, love that little guy

18. The character that gave you the most trouble writing this year?

janus, he's.... tricky

19. What’s one pairing you want to explore next year?

theres a couple. ummm, mac&bloo, five&viktor, maybe moxiceit??

20. Which work of yours have you reread the most?

probably To See You Again honestly

21. How many kudos in total did you get this year?

860

22. Which work has the most comments?

So Tell Me When You're Gonna Let Me In. people love baffy, not that i can blame them

23. Did you do any collaborative work this year?

no :( maybe this year

24. Did you write any gifts this year?

i did! i wrote The Difference for @michimonie as part of the duckblr secret santa

25. Did you get any gifts this year?

not writing wise but i got this amazing drawing from @savasanajunkie, also as part of the secret santa

26. What’s your most common category?

general

27. What do you listen to while writing?

spotify or youtube playlists

28. Favorite work you wrote this year?

To See You Again or the Louie avatar fic

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

There was just something about Daffy... He was unlike any one Bugs had ever met, he made Bugs do things he would never consider doing- feel things he never thought he would feel, he brought out a side of Bugs no one ever had. 

There was a word for that. What was it?- from So Tell Me When You're Gonna Let Me In

30. Biggest surprise while writing this year?

umm yeah i guess that i wrote as much as i did. i didnt think i wrote a lot really, but looking back on it it was a pretty normal year for me

i also want to give a quick shout-out to The Caretaker, The Protector and The Observer because i didnt get to talk about it but i love it very much!

but yeah, this was super fun to do! heres to more fics in 2025!

[eldritch-elrics]

actually i lied. i'm not going to sleep i'm going to talk about plasm wraith.

why does it want olimar so badly? here's a couple thoughts i had.

first of all, it's got a hole in its face. i wonder if that could symbolize some sort of incompleteness. (a la fecto forgo/elfilis from kirby...!) it wants olimar because it's decided that he will make it whole, maybe? bit of a stretch, but olimar does call attention to that hole so i'm wondering why it could be there.

regardless, i bet it's lonely. all the other enemies in that area turn into goop when you kill them, so it seems like it's created this whole ecosystem by itself... perhaps to keep it company? to keep olimar company? i'd say it's implied that plasm wraith is in some way sentient, so... man. that would be so sad!

the low-hanging fruit is the interpretation that plasm wraith's fixation on olimar is romantic/sexual. i think that's kind of boring. it's this weird inhuman monster; idk if it has a concept of "romance"! and i love monsterfucking & trying to make weird ships work out as much as the next guy, but eh, this relationship just seems too one-sidedly toxic. it's more interesting to choose different avenues of interpretation here imo. (though it's very very funny to make jokes about "yandere slimegirl," as me and my friends have been doing..)

personally - and i've only just started thinking about this so my thoughts may evolve later - i think it makes a lot of sense to view the plasm wraith's feelings as a twisted version of the pikmin's. the pikmin view olimar as something akin to a parent - perhaps the wraith views olimar as something akin to a child? it's very gentle with him, it "hugs" him, it forms itself into a protective shell around him... and it seems like it keeps forcibly activating his suit's sleep mode, perhaps to keep him calm or docile, or perhaps because it assumes he needs more sleep, like a baby...

"protection" is really the big theme i'm thinking about. it's not hard to read olimar's story in pik3 in contrast with his story in pik4. he crash lands on a planet, is in a sort of desperate state, comes across a weird creature, and the weird creature gets very attached to him and in a way keeps him away from others visiting the planet. though this time olimar's suit wasn't damaged, i wonder if the plasm wraith's instinct was to keep him in the oak (where there are no real monsters, only plasm clones) in order to protect him from the outside world.

(or maybe his suit WAS a bit damaged, and that's why it keeps activating sleep mode?)

as in that post i just reblogged - there's for sure a running theme of olimar's fate being intertwined with pnf404 and the creatures there. they love him so much, and sometimes it's wonderful and sometimes it's terrifying because it's a love that can't be understood in human terms. they want to keep him, because he completes them somehow.

finally, i'm wondering if louie met plasm wraith before olimar did (that's how he knows what it tastes like...) and that's why he warned him away from the oak. if so, what did the plasm wraith think of louie, i wonder?

[unebaguettepastropcuite]

I'm bored so here's my thoughts on beastars season 3 I just watched as a manga obsessed:

I will only talk about season 3 because I haven't watched the other 2 but I know it's too similar to the original for me to have interest in them (+ I don't like the art style [S3's art style tho is really good, I love it but doesn't peaks the manga's])

While I extremely like the new scenes, I have a problem with the lack of some scenes and even more with the modification of others:

-legoshi told Louie he has a fetish before the masked party AND Louie couldn't make the "which would you rather eat" which I'm sad about but it's fine

-the scene where Juno admits to the TV that she is in love with a herbivore was changed to make her come out to a random influencer and not a news broadcast so I really feel like it lost some of its power

-legoshi didn't come out to his grandfather, instead he accidentally said aloud he was in love with a rabbit while Gosha was in hearing shot, again I feel like it lost its impact. I just hope he actually gives a bombshell to Haru's dad...

-maybe I'm getting over myself and forgot the chronology in the manga but I really hope that we get to learn about the other condo residents in the anime. While I do understand the anime is way more focused on the main story rather than the world like the manga is, I just think the manga's way of giving the story is better (but I guess you don't have the time for it in an adaptation). Because of this I REALLY hope they make a beast complexe adaptation !

-legoshi doesn't choose his mask for the party, feels like the dear mask was forced onto him for no specific reason rather than being a choice by legoshi

-the lesbians are here!!! Sad they didn't use them to introduce explicitly the context for the party but a bit of implicit is always fun (though the lack of yahya telling legoshi to act gay is a BIG disappointment from me)

-the masked party scene, specifically how melon was portrayed (with how he moves) and his face reveal, was SO good holly! I knew this show had something in it and that's definitely it, my favourite scene and episode so far! While I wouldn't say this scene is better in the show than the book but it's the first one where I would say that it is on par without hesitation. Honestly during the whole watch until this (and probably won't change my mind) there is just no way I will prefer the show, there isn't even a chance I wouldn't tell people that the manga is the better experience, because the way the manga tells things matches me and my likes/beliefs way more. This show tho (season 3 xP), is so good!!!

-they didn't show how legoshi's mother hid herself from her son so the scene of her backstory wasn't as impactful imo (maybe they showed it in the previous seasons I haven't watched tho :3)

-no way they censored Louie 's lock picking, this is so funny XD

Anyways, nit picking aside I really enjoyed this season (so far)

[magicmindless]

Can you do Papa himself?

nooooooo I have to take this man seriously now/j

I’m just kidding I did it (though tbh I don’t think about him much but I think I did decently)

A HC list but it’s just Papa Louie

The man the myth the legend

- To the public eye, he’s seen as a friendly, generous man by most, albeit questionable with his business choices at best. If it weren’t for Quinn, he’d be facing multiple lawsuits at the moment

- Those closest to him can describe him best, and they all say similar things like how he probably means well but it’s sometimes overshadowed by his impulsiveness, and trouble of thinking things through

- He started his business alongside Roy in the small space below of what would become Papa’s apartments, choosing to make pizza since it was relatively hard to mess up. Some customers like Wally and Allan were already there but more come to live in the apartments later

- For a guy running multiple fast-food chains and therefore getting tons of money, he lives in a pretty normal house which is located in a quieter area of Tastyville

- He’s childhood friends with Professor Fitz who was his neighbor. Their relationship is best described as the free spirit and the “straight-man”, and it’s still exactly like that to this day

- Went to a private elementary school because his mother worked there as a teacher. He met Jojo as a friend, however after elementary school they’d part ways to different schools and didn’t meet again ‘til the Taco Mia era

- Big LGBTQA+ ally, though there’s a possibility that he could fall under the aro/ace umbrella. He’s not sure but doesn’t dwell on it much

- He’s always up to date on Fitz’s latest discoveries on warp coins and Ripley’s Munchmore expeditions ever since the previous incidents which involve Radley Madish and other food baddies. He doesn’t let his guard down when it comes to that sort of thing

- He’s like a second father to Roy and Joy and occasionally his other workers, but he tends to take the sibling duo on surprise trips sometimes to other cities or regions of the land. It’s typically work for Louie but also a free vacation for the siblings

- He’s a bit traumatized from when Sarge invaded and kidnapped his customers and when Radley had kidnapped him twice. He doesn’t talk much about the invasions either because of bad memories

- Believe it or not he’s not a violent person, he only ever fought in the platformers because he had no other choice

- Really bad at telling if people are in relationships or not. Of course if there’s obvious signs like wedding bands he can tell, but if isn’t then he’ll just be like “wow what great best friends” until told otherwise

- There’s only one food that he heavily dislikes which is goat cheese

- He’s the only person who knows that Joy is Ninjoy, but he’s never told her because he doesn’t want to worry her

- Other hobbies he likes are mini-golf and bowling. He’s gotten pretty good at both

- Also a fan of gardening, mainly herbs and vegetables. He gets his herb gardening tips from Big Pauly

- He hides a lot of secrets for his own well-being, and that of others, and Fitz is the only person he’d trust to keep them

- When asked about what he thought of Mortadello, he stated that he actually felt kinda bad for him. Sure, he brought himself to his ultimate downfall (with Louie acknowledging that he was also responsible in a way) but he thinks Mortadello is just troubled, plain and simple

[dean23456]

Favs (long read)

template from @janadegkittendeg (not sure if they have a tumblr ot not)

Sue, Mary, Penny and Scooter: Penny and Scooter are kinda equal to me in terms if how I like them, I think they're cool. I might do a Scooter headcannon post. Mary is my 2nd favorite character due to headcannons of her and how wholesome the ship is and Sue is my favorite papa louie character. If I were to make ocs based off of characters it might be these 4. Mandi was gonna be here but she's an irl person.

James, Skip and Alberto: I'm not sure who's my fav outta these 3, they're pretty great. I do think out of characters you can play as, Alberto and Penny are the best. I don't know why I like Skip and James. I was gonna put Matt and Tony but they're irl people. They probably overthrow these 3 tho.

Quinn and Radylnn: I used to not like these 2, but I eventually really liked them. Xandra was gonna be here but Quinn and Radylnn are better.

Bruna: Ngl I don't care for any of the ramanos. But if there were one I like the most it's Bruna. I don't have a lot to say for her.

Nye: I don't really care for any of the customerzoppa whatever the fuck it's called customers. But Nye is the only one who I like. I don't have a lot to say about him but he's cool.

Sue: I didn't know what icon character meant but I think it's like your fav or something but definitely Sue. I relate to Sue a lot.

Frezzeria and Wingeria: I finished flash Frezzeria and had a really fun time with it. Probably out of the first 4 the most repayable and not wanting to quit by playing 2 days each day, maybe tacomia cause sue is early. I need to try Frezzeria deluxe tho. Wingeria despite not being over like rank 10 is really fun. Out if them the most underrated. Great playable character options (Chuck and Mandi but I'll always choose Mandi) I need to play these games beyond like rank 2 and 10. This is why I'm going to get the 2 go/HD versions soon.

Mary x Sue: The best ship hands down. I feel like the other canon ships don't have much going on or interesting to do with them unless you try hard enough. But this one you can do a lot. I won't explain them all but see my Sue and Mary headcannon posts. If there were to be a TV show or something I would happy if it they were the only ones. They're that good to me.

(I sadly however don't see them married yet or have any children or see them over 30. Just cause Sue's flipdeck and Mary's cart mentions long standing and old truck met its end doesn't mean they were born in the 1980s. I just can't see them being old.)

Sue: I imagine her being really hot. I don't think I need to explain much.

[duckapus]

Qwoots

Reboot Saiko: In response to not getting the attention I deserve I have decided to cause problems on purpose.

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Lily: *holds up Lil Coding's cat form wrapped up tightly in a blanket* Gatito Burrito.

Lil Coding: :3

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Toad: I'm back!

Mario: ...I'm not sure if that's something we should be happy about.

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Luigi: Did you lock the front door?

Mario: Yes, I locked the front door.

Luigi: I don't think it was locked.

Mario: I know I locked the-

*glass shatters*

Mario: See, look at that! Wario and Waluigi had to break in through the window!

Luigi:

Mario: Bet you feel real stupid now.

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Cody: This year, Katie's going to face her fears and ride the ferris wheel.

Franky: Your sister's afraid of heights?

Cody: No, just giant wheels.

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Bob: For years, we made fun of Meggy for saying she wants a vacuum cleaner every year, but we finally got her a nice Dyson and you know what? She's walking around, vacuuming every room, muttering "this is a game changer." Say what you will, but the girl knows what she wants.

Bob: Mario and Tari would always insist "no no no, we have to get her stuff she'll actually enjoy" and this is frankly humiliating for them. She just discovered the max suction setting and she's happier than she was when she won Splatfest.

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Mr. L, doing routine maintenance on Brobot and Reboot Saiko: Health must come first, or else evil can't prosper!

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Louie: I've learned some very valuable lessons from this.

SMG32: I'm guessing they're all horrible distortions of the lessons you should've learned.

Louie: Death isn't real and I'm basically God.

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Miku: Yesterday I overheard Ash saying "are you sure this is a good idea?" and Pikachu replying "trust me," and I have never moved from one end of a campsite to the other so quickly in my life.

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Computer: choose a password

SMG3: "SMG4"

Computer: your password is too weak

SMG3: *shrugs* Yeah, fair enough.

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Shantae: Okay, I could only afford to get you a kiddie meal, so don't let them know you're over eight.

Tulip: ...Mayor Scuttlebutt really needs to start paying you more.

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Meggy: Of course I have a lot of pent-up rage I've been the same height since I was 14.

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Database, internally and only internally, after ClearAll gets driven away and the God Box is created: Before anyone asks, YES, we did ruin everything with our hubris.

(I figure that even though they still hate Duck, Database does at least now understand how important his role is, and that driving him to temporarily quit and permanently go into hiding was a mistake. They'll never admit it out loud, but still)

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Nimbus: What are you doing?

Tune: Providin' moral support.

Nimbus: You have morals?

Tune: No, but I support folks that do.