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#AND HERE IT IS !!!!!#DELLA IS READY TO G O#all fancified and organized and a new google doc#PLEASE !!!! MAKE SURE YOU READ THE RULES AS THEY HAVE CHANGED A BIT#THANK YOU !!!
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I don’t remember if I actually mentioned it over here but i’ve been working on moving because I wanted to change my tags, and I revamped my rules a bit. Anyway, the blog is nearly ready!
Also, I’m going to sit down once I’ve dropped the link to the new blog and I will be clearing out most of my inbox. I do have some asks I want to answer, but the rest will be deleted.
A lot of threads are also going to be dropped. I’ll make a list of the ones I intend on continuing, but aside from that, others will get dropped. I hate dropping threads but I’ve lost track of a lot of them and I’ve gotten overwhelmed. With this fresh start however, I’ll be trying my best to keep up with my thread tracker so that I don’t overwhelm myself again. ( any of my most recent threads will definitely be continued, and that also goes for asks u guys have answered for me! )
Thanks so much for understanding !!! I will most likely just reblog the promo once the blog is ready !!
#╾ OUT. ☆ ╼#the same thing is gonna happen w my multi but that isnt ready yet lol#della was a lot easier to do#but i've got new tags#aLL my verses are organized and so are the relationships#IT'SLOOKIN GOOD AF Y'ALL
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“Oh I wouldn’t miss it for the world Ms. Duck.” Peter gave her a smile as well. “Louie was telling me about how you all go on adventures around the world. Do you have one of them planned for this week? I’d love to see how it goes.”
Louie gives an internal sigh of relief as his mom goes along with the lie of knowing beforehand. He keeps his smile on his face, hugging her tighter for a beat and then stepping back to Peter’s side who automatically put an arm around him. “If Dewey and Webby are home, we definitely will. Can’t get enough of that those two.”
▬▬▬ ☾☆ Della kept the smile on her face. Best not to falter in front of this guy. She returned Louie’s hug; that was only further proof to her that there was something very wrong here. Nonetheless, she’d have to act like everything was normal.
❛ Well, we don’t have anything planned yet, but anything could come up! We’ll play it by ear. I do think they’re home... I’m sure we’ll see them soon. Are you guys hungry? Want anything to drink? ❜
#decanard#( decanard: peter. )#verse tbt#thIS HAS BEEN IN MY DRAFTS FOR SO FUCKIN LONG#LIKE#REPLIED TO AND EVERYTHING#I THOUGHT I HAD POSTED IT FRICK
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❝ Unlevitate the guitar right now. ❞ Donald squints at his sibling, wand pointed in her direction. [ bbys for the switched au u-u] / @rcwrittcn
▬▬▬ ☾☆ There’s a smirk on Della’s face as she stares right back at Donald, holding back her laugh. He just got so worked up! Her eyes leave his for a moment, looking at the wand in his hand && then up to the floating guitar.
❛ && what if I don’t? Whatcha gonna do, Donnie? ❜
#rcwrittcn#( rcwrittcn: donald. )#☽ | unafraid of the unknown ★ (ANSWERED INBOX.)#☽ | one hell of a price ★ (SWITCHED AU.)#b b i e s
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what poisonous flowering plant are you?
belladonna
This is the poison of falling in love. You taste it and your heart beats fast. Your eyes dilate, you fall into deep delirium. You may be a bit dramatic and impulsive, and it gets you into trouble sometimes, but you just can't help yourself. It's in your blood. You love because it is the truest beauty you've found in this harsh world. Even when it's hurt you before, when it's poisoned you, you still find a way. They may call you naive for still believing in it, or vain for making yourself and your surroundings so meticulously lovely. But to love like this is brave and noble, and I hope you find the beauty you seek. Chances are, it's within and all around you already, if you know where to look.
tagged by: no one, i stole it from @tm83s <3
#☽ | game night! ★ (DASH GAMES.)#ok but wOW i love this answer for della like#it rEALLY fits her skdljflks
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“ we need to go shopping! baby clothes, maternity clothes, furniture, all of it! ” / fr. gladstone <3 / @dollhousemuses
▬▬▬ ☾☆ In all honesty, Della was kinda freaking out. But she was doing her best to stay calm. Sure, she was excited to have the eggs, but it was still kind of terrifying. What if she wasn’t a good mother? The last thing she wanted was for her kids to hate her. Maybe it was just a pregnancy panic. Who knew? Della sure didn’t. But maybe this would be a good thing! Shopping with her cousin for baby stuff.
❛ Heh, yeah! Baby stuff, they need things. So many things. Things I need to get. Let’s do it! ❜
#dollhousemuses#( dollhousemuses: gladstone. )#☽ | face each new sun ★ (ANSWERED MEMES.)#☽ | life is like a hurricane ★ (ADVENTURING.)#can gladstone tell she's panicking#i feel like she's not good at hiding that she's panicking
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pregnancy prompts ( pt. 1 )
i’m seeing a lot of baby fever on the dash lately, PLUS a lovely nonnie asked for angsty pregnancy prompts and i wasn’t able to, so have some lighter baby prompts instead! love to all!
“ is… is it mine? ”
“ have you thought of any baby names? ”
“ i thought the doctor put you on bed rest? ”
“ hey! i got you starbucks! decaf, of course. ”
“ have you had any cravings yet? ”
“ ah… i know. morning sickness is no fun, huh? ”
“ i’m pregnant. ”
“ you’re going to be a mother/father/aunt/uncle/etc. ”
“ i saw the pregnancy test in the trash. ”
“ the pregnancy test… it’s yours. right? ”
“ does the father know? “
“ who’s the father? “
“ it doesn’t matter about the father. i’m here to support you and this baby, no matter what. okay? “
“ you’re not alone. it takes a village to raise a kid, right? “
“ i want… a cheeseburger. with fries. and a strawberry shake. and onion rings… ”
“ that was a kick! ”
“ was that a kick? ”
“ is it a boy or a girl? ”
“ what color paint do you want? for the nursery? ”
“ we need to go shopping! baby clothes, maternity clothes, furniture, all of it! ”
“ i… we should get married. right? that’s what you do, when… when there’s a kid? ”
“ i know it was just a one night stand, but… i’m gonna support you. whatever you decide to do. ”
“ shit… um… i-i’m the dad. right? ”
“ you got that pregnancy glow. ”
“ hey… this is new for both of us. but i reckon you’re going to be a terrific mother/father/parent. ”
“ i… i slept with someone else while we were separated. they won’t pick up their phone, but… i’m not sure if you’re the father or not. ”
“ maybe we should move in together. n-not permanently. just until the baby’s born. ”
“ wait a minute. heartbeats?! plural?! we’re having twins/triplets/etc?! ”
“ woah… this pram costs more than three months rent. ”
“ ikea really knows how to make building a crib stressful… ”
“ god, i’m a mess. i cried yesterday while watching an advertisement for fence paint. hormones are something else… ”
“ can i have your fries? don’t judge me, the baby’s hungry. ”
“ my back’s been killing me for the last month, and i have four more months to go… my chiropractor’s gonna have a field day. ”
“ i know we want this to be a secret, but people are getting suspicious. i can only turn down champagne so many times… ”
“ wanna go with me for the next scan? it’s a big one, we get to keep a copy for the baby book. ”
“ oh, you best believe i’m signing up for all the babysitting duty. ”
“ would you like to be their godfather/godmother? ”
“ i’m their honorary aunt/uncle, let me spoil the little kiddo! ”
“ they have the instructions for this crib in every language except english. they have it in irish! who has it in irish?! ”
“ no! no mayonnaise! it’s bad for pregnant people! ”
“ i took the test nine times, okay, and all of them are positive. this is real. this is happening. ”
“ i always wanted kids… ”
“ that kid’s gonna be the most insanely loved baby in the world. ”
“ don’t look at me like that, okay? we’re going totally tee-total until the baby comes. ”
“ i swear, if i read one more baby book… ”
“ i wouldn’t mind, but all the women i meet when i go outside the door, all have different advice for me. the bump is like a magnet to them… ”
“ i wouldn’t blame you if you walked away, you know. you never signed up for a baby. ”
“ one thing’s for sure… everything’s going to change the minute people find out about the baby. ”
“ here! i got you some take-out. and i researched like, fifty mommy blogs to make sure this stuff was totally safe and healthy for you. ”
“ i don’t know if i ever had a plan for my life, but… if i did, i think pregnancy was later down the road. ”
“ my love, starting a family with you… it’s my greatest wish. but if you’re not ready, that’s okay. what will be, will be. ”
“ hey, why don’t we plan a baby shower! ”
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heroiic-pilot
Della not trying to rend herself from his embrace was another welcome little surprise. He let go of her, a happy smile on his face. Y’know, he thought, we really might get along after all! Really get along!
“I’ve been putting headphones over the egg at night. I dunno if the duckling inside can hear it yet or feel the beats or anything but… I like to think so.”
He paused then, wondering what next to ask. He had so much on his mind, but so little time for answers. The egg was being tended to in his jacket without issue but sooner or later it would hatch! Question time would be up and game time would be a go.
“Della- When’ll I know what’s in the egg? O-or do I have to wait for it to hatch t’know if it’s a boy or a girl?”
▬▬▬ ☾☆ Honestly, Della felt like she’d stepped into the twilight zone or something. She was pretty sure this was the first real conversation she’d had with LP that didn’t immediately irritate her. She did have to hand it to him for being so responsible with this egg already. He was doing everything right so far.
❛ There are definitely ways to tell the gender; I knew I was having boys, so. I think it’s based on coloring and weight of the egg? I’m not too sure on that one... I’d ask a doctor. ❜
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"you know, I never thought Gandra would go for a mother of three." Corben says. He clearly looks unimpressed. "full of surprises now, isn't she?" / @clucktales
▬▬▬ ☾☆ Well, right off the bat that was a red flag to Della. She didn’t know who this guy was but clearly he knew Gandra -- unless.. This had to be her ex. It put Della on high alert, the duck stiffening suddenly. She wasn’t afraid, but she wouldn’t underestimate him either. But things hadn’t escalated yet && she wasn’t going to be the one to do it, even if him knowing these things meant that he’d been watching. That meant she needed to warn Gandra about him. From what she’d been told about her past relationship, she never wanted him to be near her again.
❛ If that surprises you, then maybe you don’t know her as well as you think you do, buddy. ❜
#clucktales#( clucktales: corben. )#verse tba#☽ | unafraid of the unknown ★ (ANSWERED INBOX.)#i was talking to jay and we discussed that gandra would've told della abt him#just so she'd know!!#so now she's just 'oh fuck this dude rly is here what the fuck'#she gonna beat up a man way bigger than her#donT TRY HER CORBEN#U WILL GET A METAL LEG TO THE F A C E#stalking mention //
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FROM THE INBOX: ❛ What’s that you got there, Drake? ❜ / @lunarspeared
Drake pauses, taking a step or two out of the elevator up to the apartment level of the tower, Gosalyn trailing behind. Both of them tired, emotionally, and physically– Drake probably more then her, at least physically. Parts of his body ached that he had not felt ache since his fight with Jim Starling
He blinked owlishly for a moment, as if not quite comprehending that she was there, even though she’d been in his apartment before. He’d been up for a few days, he was exhausted.
“Uhh…” The vigilante glanced back at the teenager with him, and Gosalyn just shrugged, walking away and offering him absolutely no help.
Drake wasn’t even sure how to answer that question. He’d kind of completely forgot that Della would definitely come here once she knew that the boys and her uncle were safe, and they were, Darkwing had made sure of it, Taurus Bulba was in prison, and Gosalyn had destroyed the Ramrod.
All he wanted to do was sleep for a solid 18 hours and figure out how he was going to adjust his entire life to having a teenager live with him.
“ … a smoothie?” Drake offered, holding out the drink tiredly. “Did you want some?”
▬▬▬ ☾☆ She could tell just by looking at him that he was practically dead on his feet. Maybe rushing over here wasn’t the best idea, but Della had been worried about him along with her boys. She’d seen them && made sure that they were okay. Of course she checked on them first. Even now, being separated from them was giving her the slightest bit of anxiety, but she genuinely was worried about Drake too.
But standing here now, she was taken off guard by the teenager with him. She’d definitely missed a lot && she hated that. All in all though, she was glad everyone turned out alright. Drake && this teenager looked wiped out, but that seemed to be the extent. She knew that Drake was okay specifically by his response, to which she sighed && rolled her eyes. She still took the smoothie though && took a sip.
❛ I meant the literal teenage girl that came in with you, but -- ❜ She took a pause to hand him back his smoothie. ❛ -- that is a good smoothie... But back to the question. ❜
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❝ Ae was just about to say – ❞ the man responds with an amused chortle at her plans. He had expected nothing less from his niece, and of course, that just made everything ten times easier. What better way to lure someone to their demise than having it be their idea? ❝ Beautiful skies like that aren’t to be wasted! Goodness, there’s not a dreary cloud in sight! ❞
FOR NOW.
He pauses for thought, eyes darting to the side in thought. Pondering, it seems.
❝ You know… ❞ he starts, glancing back at her with a sheepish smile. ❝ There is some uncharted territory that could use charting, if ye’d want to make the trip afterwards. For old times sake, you and me. ❞
▬▬▬ ☾☆ The offer was sweet. It had been a very long time since she && Uncle Scrooge went on an adventure together, just the two of them. While Donald was still in college, actually. Before the moon. It’d be a nostalgia trip && how could she ever possibly pass something like that up? So she nodded her agreement to the idea.
❛ I think that sounds really fun. As soon as we get back, you’re on. Where is this uncharted territory anyway? ❜
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heroiic-pilot
It was fascinating and wonderful to see Della acting so differently toward him than she normally did. He was so used to her being a bossy grump. He hoped that she’d stay like this toward him from now on instead: warm, helpful, friendly. They were cut of the same cloth after all and needn’t be enemies.
Launchpad leaned down and hugged Della, so thankful was he for any help with the egg. He knew a little about eggs having helped care for his baby sister growing up, but having a woman’s touch, a woman who had raised three eggs right up until hatching, would be of great help to him.
“Blankets would be great. I’ve been using space heaters, my jacket, and my own body heat to keep the egg warm so far. A-and it’s worked but it’d be better to have blankets meant to hold the warmth in.”
“And… is it ok to sleep with it close to me? I worry about smashing it on accident but it’s the safest way I know to keep it warm and I can’t really toss and turn in my hammock…”
▬▬▬ ☾☆ She was taken off guard by the sudden hugging but didn’t pull away from him immediately, instead kind of awkwardly patting his back. Della was just happy to help, especially if it meant a baby having a chance at a good life.
❛ Those are all really good methods, if not a little outdated. But hey, it works! I’ll get the blankets. I think Donnie may also still have the mobile bassinet too, I’ll have to check with him. ❜
Launchpad was asking some really good questions && she had to give him credit for thinking about these things && asking before doing it. But then again, parenthood really could change a person.
❛ Eggs are a lot sturdier than you think. Donald dropped one of mine once, the egg didn’t even crack... I mean, I wouldn’t aim for dropping them, of course. But I’d say yes, you can sleep with it close. I used to sing to the boys in their eggs too. I think they like it. Sometimes the boys’ eggs would wiggle as I talked to them. That was more near the end though. ❜
#heroiic pilot#☽ | rewriting history ★ (GENERAL MAIN VERSE.)#if u see me posting this ... no u dont#i am obviously asleep yep#hahah#anyway
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“Yeah. Thankfully we found it just in time. The doc said if we hadn’t warmed it up when we did it… wouldn’t have made it. Y’know, as soon as DW and me were back in his Tower, I sat with it next to a space heater and sweated it out a while. We started digging for potential parents but… nothing. The police are looking into it too but we haven’t heard from ‘em in days now.”
“We swung by the orphanage the next day too and long story short I signed up to foster it. I- I didn’t wanna let it outta my sight, Della. What if me leaving it at the orphanage would’ve been just as bad as leaving it in the alley?”
▬▬▬ ☾☆ LP really had done good by immediately warming the egg up. Della was actually impressed. Taking care of an egg... It was a lot of work. Keeping them warm was the most important thing. She knew he cared a lot about others, that was no secret, && the responsibility he’d just decided to take on was more than he even knew. So Della just nodded && would try her best to help out.
❛ I think you did the right thing, LP. You wanted to make sure the egg was safe. Now because of you, that baby has a chance. If you need any help, I’m here okay? I might not have been able to raise my boys myself, but I was here for them before they hatched. I might still have some of the blankets I used -- do you want them? ❜
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dollhousemuses
Huey doesn’t know how to respond to that.
His eyebrows narrow, creating a wrinkle in between them and his bill purses. He could feel his temper rising and he wasn’t even completely sure why. His mother was saying that she supported him, why was that making him so angry? He holds the box in his hands a little tighter, his fingers straining against the cardboard and he watches as it beds inwards.
He bites the inside of his cheek, trying to contain his temper. A breath through the nose, out through the mouth. He’s containing it, but he can’t quite manage to bite back his comment once he figures out the source of his anger.
“ I don’t need your support. I don’t need anything from you. ”
▬▬▬ ☾☆ She didn’t say anything at first after Huey’s comment tumbled out. It hurt, but she wasn’t going to let it consume her. She knew there was a rift here, that they weren’t going to see eye to eye all the time. But she was still his mother which meant she wasn’t going to give up on him && accept things the way they were playing out right now. There was nothing Della wanted more than to have a good relationship with her kids.
❛ I know you don’t need it. That isn’t what I was trying to say. I’m just -- I’m trying. You’re my son && I just want to be here for you in any way I can. Now that I’m able to. ❜
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tunnagana / @tunnagan
If Della was frustrated, then Bulba was just as much. He hadn’t wanted to put the kids in danger, they just wouldn’t stop asking questions, so he had to put them away. And Dewey… he’d been helping Gosalyn and Darkwing steal the key. He’d gotten a little rough, but he hadn’t intended on actually hurting the boy. But Della wouldn’t care about that. She always got so irrational when it came to her children. Rightfully so, he supposed.
“FOWL was a stepping stone to get the resources and funding I needed for my research. I had no loyalty to Bradford or any of the people working for him.” He put a hand on the bars. “There were things that I knew your uncle would never give the okay for, but the old Buzzard was willing to divert funds, so I took the offer.”
“I love you, Della Duck. But I won’t be so needy as to ask you to stay with me while I’m behind bars. I want you to know this, though. Had I known that Bradford was going to throw the boys into the RAMROD, I’d have thrown him into it first, instead of in a cell near theirs.”
▬▬▬ ☾☆ She really couldn’t get over how stupid she felt. Della was supposed to be the one to see stuff like this. He played her for a fool. She fell for it. Fell for him. But she knew better now. Sighing, she shook her head at him. She was still going to do this.
❛ I don’t want to know any more. ❜ She paused. ❛ We’re through. That’s... pretty much all I wanted to say to you. ❜
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calisotamuses
“And you did. You always find a way to pull off the impossible in any situation. It’s somethin’ I’ve always admired about you. And I know your whole family’s happy to have you back- I am too, more than you know.”
Since they’d met, really. Mickey had known the twins for so long, and he’d been enamored with Della’s drive and stubborn grit almost as long, even if he’d swallowed that down as far as he could. he didn’t want to ruin the friendship they’d built, or his friendship with Donald.
But seeing her again just dragged all those feelings back up, and he just couldn’t focus more than what little he was right now, a brilliant smile gracing his face.
“You really are one dynamite gal.”
▬▬▬ ☾☆ Della still hadn’t dropped her arms, but her attention was on the compliments Mickey was paying her. Even if deep down, she felt like she didn’t deserve them. It was hard sometimes, but she definitely wasn’t going to ruin the happy moment with her constant self loathing. Mickey didn’t need that. His final compliment made her blush, going in for another hug in order to hide that.
❛ You’re pretty great yourself, Mick. Anyway -- enough about me! Tell me what you’ve been doing! ❜
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