"IF dt17 gyro gearloose had a tumblr" lest you forget that man canonically sends anon hate... he absolutely does
you're right. in the dt17 universe he was probably OP in the first place
Heyo Darkwing Duck! A quick question: how would you feel if you went up against the Green Goblin from Spider-Man No Way Home?
I have no idea who that it... but if he's anything like Nodoff from the Dream Realm, than he can't be no good...
https://archiveofourown.org/works/26296885/chapters/64851946
rewatched an episode of dt17 and whenever i hear scrooge i hear FUCKING KILGRAVE
The ‘Luz being possessed by the Collector’ theory came out of the ball park for me. I first started seeing note of it from the fanarts on Instagram. Seeing Luz with yellow and red eyes, her cloak blue and wreathed in stars, her face split in sun and moon.
I didn’t know how people developed this idea this was going to happen to her. I haven’t yet seen the support that is going toward this theory. I want to think it’s plausible, as I realize it’s a trend with Disney shows of a character being possessed. Don’t know which I speak about? How about Gravity Falls, Amphibia, Star vs the Forces of Evil, DuckTales 2017.
I said it’s possible, but these coming episodes had to have something occur in order for me to be like, oh yeah she’s going to be possessed.
Then “Clouds on the Horizon” came out. Luz took Hunter’s place, and is being taken to Belos. The Collector at the beginning was talking about about including a third playmate.
Here is our foreshadowing mates. Possession, here we may come.
Louie Duck
Yes, while coloring i change a lot of line art, but i decidet i'll show all my steps, so there you have; scetch, line art and color!
It's my hc that even though Duckburg is a very accepting place, the Beagle Boys are extremely homophobic, transphobic, etc. And they are the main reason Gizmoduck patrols the Pride Parade.
Also, although I don't see Gyro actually participating in the parade, he would definitely show up to watch as a proud member of the LGBTQ+ community- the only time he would willingly be around large crowds, especially in a celebratory setting.
Darkwing Duck Reboot
Morgana’s eyes widened, but she didn’t answer. Instead she played around with her food some more. Drake’s gaze narrowed.
“Morgana,” He said in a tone, not unlike the one he gave Gosalyn when grounding her earlier in the week. The only sound she made was a ‘hmm?’, refusing to make eye contact with him. “Morgana, what were you doing?”
“Nothing of importance to you.” That tone. It was the same she used last night when she thought he was a civilian. It was extremely serious and demanding. Almost scary. And he’d never heard it from her before. Except…
“What is with you? First you try and hurt someone-”
“No! I wasn’t trying to hurt someone! I was practicing my magic, trying to change a cat into, well- a larger cat.” She was rubbing the back of her neck nervously, glancing around them nervously.
“Can I ask why?” Again, she glanced around, but this time, her eyes lingered on a sleeping kid. It was weird, but Drake knew that sometimes magic can be anywhere from both Morgana and Lena. So, instead of pushing further, he suggested that she find Darkwing tonight near the city park.
. . .
Lena knew Gosalyn was sneaking out every night. One; she was too and two; her eyes were tired, soon to be sunken if she didn’t stop. She held back yawns almost all the time and a hidden sense of anger and frustration followed her now. Ever since the day she found out that Bulba was, once again, in the way of her getting to her grandpa.
She understood where Gosalyn was coming from, of course. Anyone who threatened Webby or her own family would most certainly have a target on their backs.
But at the same time, she knew this was dangerous. Sure, Gosalyn’s family motto was ‘Let’s Get Dangerous’, but this was going to be too much. Like the F.O.W.L. raid almost was, like Bulba’s Interdimensional Catastrophe almost was. Spending time around Beakley and Donald taught her that.
So when she found Gosalyn huddled up in a corner with her laptop and her backpack filled with surprisingly kiddish toys, she knew what she was up to. And still, Gos lied.
“H-hey, Lena,” she stammered as she stood, forcing a friendly smile. “What brings you here?”
“My dads brought me a Vi here to finish rounding off her tickets so she could get a prize for Webby. Her birthday is coming up soon.” Lena had yet to figure out what she would possibly get her soon to be 12-year-old best friend. Now, she was about as old as Lena was physically. One more year and she would be. Lena shook her head violently, pushing the thoughts out for the time being. “What about you?”
“Drake is talking with an ex of his.” Lena’s eyes lit up mischievously.
“An ex, huh? Maybe she’s got some-”
“Embarrassing stories? Don’t worry, I already got her to spill some.”
“Tell me everything.”
“Well, Drake wasn’t always a good cosplayer, he tripped over her feet when they first met- and no, I didn’t misspeak-” Lena chuckled at that. Of course he would. “And she turned him into fish, bull, and cat at different instances… I’m just now realizing that she can do magic!” Lena shushed her quickly. Thankfully, with the hustle and bustle of the arcade, no one paid attention to them.
“Yeah, can you maybe not mention the M word?”
“What? Why? I thought you were a proud- mphr!” Lena had covered her beak and glared at her.
“Look, I’ll tell you why later. But can you please try not to use it so freely, ok?” Gosalyn regarded her weirdly, an eyebrow raised in confusion. She showed no sign of agreement. “Please?” reluctantly, Gosalyn agreed. Lena let go of her beak which she rubbed after. Lena was strong.
“Ok, weirdo. But come on- You should at least meet her.” Gosalyn grabbed Lena’s arm and dragged her along.
But she wasn’t able to meet Morgana, as by the time the two got there, she had left. Both girls were disappointed. And though Lena knew it wasn’t right, she couldn't help but overhear that Darkwing was going to meet up with someone for a mission that night.
So, after bidding her parents and Violet goodnight and them wishing her to be safe, she went flying off the roof to find them.
Lena hadn't meant to bump into Gos- Red Crossbow- that night. In fact she felt horrible about forgetting her. But when she saw the little hero heading into the sewer, she followed. Morgana could wait, she guessed.
Red Crossbow was walking through, muttering at why anyone, even a villain, would take this as a route. There were better ways, like rooftops or back alleys, to get around. It took an hour of being cloaked in both shadows and her magic, of Red Crossbow picking through the trash and gunk on the ground, Bluebird revealed herself.
"Whatcha doing?" Red Crossbow jumped at her voice and turned quickly, drawing an arrow in her crossbow just as fast. Then she realized who was behind her.
"Oh. Hello Bluebird," she said, almost monotone as she lowered her weapon. "Come to stop me again?"
"I'm trying to keep you safe, twerp," Bluebird said, putting her hands on her hips. Red Crossbow rolled her eyes. "You don't know what you're getting into."
"Yeah, that's what everyone says." Red decided to turn and getting back to collecting whatever she was collecting. Bluebird tried to look over her shoulder, but apparently Red had gotten what she needed. Loading an arrow into her crossbow, a wire attached to it and her utility belt. She shot it through a hole of a nearby manhole, climbing up as soon as it locked in place. Bluebird followed her.
It was the same routine they'd been doing for a week. Gosalyn would be nice to Lena, but Red Crossbow wanted nothing to do with Bluebird. She saw her as an obstacle to her goal, nothing more.
But she didn’t push her away, more than a few snarky remarks here and there. Maybe she knew Lena was right. Maybe she knew that what she was doing was too dangerous. Maybe she wanted to be stopped.
So, Bluebird was allowed to follow her around the city. After all, Red was a superhero as well. Patrol was something she needed to do.
"You get away from him!" A voice called from a nearby, followed by a flash of red, followed by a very familiar high pitched scream of pain.
"Morgana!" Another yelled, followed by a wince from the first voice.
"Oh, sorry Dark."
Dark? Red thought. As in-
"Darkwing Duck!" A new, slimy and squeaky voice laughed. "You have so many wonderful fears! And to show you them; oh the joy I'll have!"
"Come on!" Red yelled to Bluebird, loading a trick arrow into her crossbow. Running into the alley, she saw a weird little man in scraggly mute green and brown clothes, a round bluish green sickly skin with a wart on his chin and a tuft of blue hair. His mischievous grin as he hung upside down on his cloud sent a shiver down Bluebird's spine.
"Foolish villain! I am the terror that flaps in the night!" Darkwing declared.
"And I am the ruler of terrors of the night. Ergo, I rule over you!" The little man chuckled, narrowly dodging another blast of red from Morgana.
"Shut up, you no good sleep gremlin!" She yelled. He just chuckled more, causing Morgana to mutter a few words that made Bluebird glad that Red was too distracted by the new foe.
"What fun we've had here!" The little man laughed joyfully. "But I'm practically powerless here, and that's no fun." The man reached into his pocket and pulled out handfuls of sparkly multi-colored sand. "I'm taking you two with me!"
"Watch out!"
"No!"
"What the-?"
"Gosalyn!?"
Just as the little man threw a handful at each of the two, a magical blue barrier appeared in front of Morgana and Red Crossbow pushed Darkwing down, getting hit herself. She fell limply to the ground, only making a small sound of pain but ultimately going to sleep.
"Oh no! Gosalyn!" Darkwing forgot everything and knelt down to her and pulled her close. After making sure that she was still breathing, he glared at the man on a cloud. Before he could say anything, a blast of sand hit him in the face. Drake's body fell limp over Gosalyn like a shield.
. . .
Darkwing opened his eyes groggily, yet it didn't feel like he was very sleepy. He felt light as a feather, as awake as if he'd just had ten cups of coffee and was on his 11th.
He was standing on a dark blue cloud that spread around for miles. The sky was fading from blue to a light pink. It gave him a slight feeling of calm. But as he looked around, the feeling left as he found no one else there.
There was nothing. Just that sickly and annoying laugh that filled him with dread.
"Gosalyn!" He yelled. It echoed through the place, laughter following. Darkwing growled. "What did you do with my- eh, Gosalyn, you foul vermin?!" The laughter echoed again, louder.
"Oh, she's around," he said. "Her fears are actually worse then yours. Oh ho, I'm gonna have so much fun!"
"Don't you dare touch her!!" Darkwing yelled as he looked around wildly for any sign of him.
"This is so much better than what I had planned for you! Good luck finding your precious little girl, Darkwing!"
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Chapter 6 of The Princess & The Apothecary is out!
The next chapter after this one will be an epilogue, then the fic will be over. I hope to do another multi-chapter fic sometime, maybe one that’s even longer, but I don’t have any plans in the works right now, so I’m not sure when that will happen. Thanks for reading!
Summary: Lena finally arrives to the castle
Dadnald is all I can think about 24/7 365
HE’S LITERALLY THE DAD EVER
Max with her bat gives me Mae from Night in the Woods vibes 🌌🎶
For Cutesy.Callie's challenge on Instagram
When you get so excited for a new adventure you jump on your dad’s back
sharper than the sharpies includes self-harm scars and emerald eyes have (not self-harm) scars galore
some louie’s for your thoughts 💭
