HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!
❤🧡💛💚💙💜🏳️🌈
I love you guys
Scrooge kicks down the door: Are you fucking sex?!
Pete doing origami with Donald: Do we? Duckie, why didn't you tell me? I would put down the paper.
Minnie: 💅
Donald: 🙁
Minnie is posing while waiting at a traffic light.
Pete woke up unexpectedly and uncomfortably early. But more frustratingly, he woke up from a nightmare.
He was breathing heavily, staring into space, while drops of sweat and rare tears flowed down his face and dripped from the selection. The screams from his dream could still be heard in his ears.
*— Peter!*
*— Everything will be okay!*
*— Go without me!*
*— I know, you can do it!*
*— I love you!*
Pete took a shaky breath, feeling a storm of goosebumps that ran down his back. Both then and now, these words had and will have their own special effect.
He rubbed his hand wearily over his face and looked at the other side of the bed.
— Thanks, God... — he muttered when he saw the one who had said all these words to him. Donald Duck.
Donald was sleeping peacefully, muttering softly in his sleep. It was so rare to see him in such a peaceful state that it was almost impossible.
Pete sighed and got back into bed, pulling his lover closer, nuzzling into the curve of his neck, inhaling the scent of duck. The scent of mango and kiwi filled his lungs as a thought flashed through his mind.
"He never liked pungent smells.." — no matter how expensive the perfume or the person who gave it to him, Donald will still throw away the bottle of cologne if it is too harsh. Instead, he will buy some kind of "feminine" or light perfume with the smell of fruits or berries.
Pete always liked to tease the sea duck about this, although subconsciously he always calmed down by inhaling exactly what Donald chose.
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— You know, if you need to talk about your nightmares, then just say it. — Donald calmly applied his makeup without looking up from the mirror.
Today, as luck would have it, I received a letter from the boss with a new task. They would have refused, but the amount for the fulfillment was too tempting to refuse.
Pete shook his head, tightening his tie.
— I'll be fine. — He felt his partner's gaze as Donald looked at him through the mirror. — I just... — sighed nervously, choosing which jewelry with a transformation stone to take — I'll tell you when we get back... Ok?
Donald rolled his eyes as he combed his wig.
— I took you at your word. — he answered rather sternly as he put on and adjusted his wig.
The final touch, without which Donald did not consider his image complete: a couple of puffs of perfume.
After taking a second glance at the mirror to admire himself, he finally headed for the exit.
Pete was already waiting for him at the door, but before they left, he stopped the duck by putting his hand on his shoulder.
Donald raised one eyebrow, but did not have time to say anything, as his partner suddenly buried his nose in his wig, inhaling the scent of perfume. He stared at Pete in surprise as the cat's face slowly turned red.
— Oh.. My~ — Donald giggled and took the cat's hand, lifting his glove a little. — I love you too. — He kissed the back of Pete's hand and returned the glove to its original position.
Without further ado, they laced their fingers and walked confidently to the street, where a car was waiting for them, ready to send them on a mission.
“why do you ship them? I thought the ship wasn’t canon?” bro we’re talking about fictional characters, who don’t actually exist in real life, from a media that focuses solely on fictional events that are not real either. so what if these two made-up characters didn’t kiss in their source material? they have lots of nasty gay sex on archive of our own and thousands of novel length slow burn enemies to lovers fics written about them. the fanon content at this point far exceeds the whole canonical franchise. the problem isn’t “it’s not canon” the problem is that you don’t allow yourself to let go of canon and enjoy the wonder of fan contents that are just as good / valid
Two types of my favorite bird×cat trails:
TaiShen: Both are traumatized, not loved by their parents; they overcome their complexes and boundaries for each other; they are so cute and comfortable that it is hard to believe that they committed the most terrible crimes.
DonPete: Both are traumatized because of their relatives and do not know if they are loved or not; don't give a shit about complexes and feel incredibly free with each other; at the same time two chaotic trouble makers and two calm ones; the language of love: words, physical touches, food, music, just spending time with each other; everyone hates their couple But they don 't care
A mini-card for Donald Duck's birthday!
HDL: Happy birthday, unca Donald! We love you! *presented: a flash drive with a musical number, a large drawing and a chocolate cake made of pancakes*
Donald: Aw, boys~ *cried a little*
Webby (May, June, April): Happy birthday, uncle Donald! *presented: handmade jewelry and toys*
Donald: <:_0
Mickey, Goofy, Daisy, Minnie (Oswald, Ortensia, Clarabelle): Happy birthday,Donald! *gifts: a large number of dresses and "girly" things* *they giggle because they think Donald will get angry*
Donald: OMG! Thank you guys, it's so beautiful!
All: what
Cousins (Fethry, Abner, Gladstone, Gus. ALL): Happy birthday, Don! *gifts: photos on the marine theme from Moby and Fetri, a wooden statuette from Abner, a cake from Fethry and Gladstone (miraculously left over from Gus)*
Donald: Thank you!~
Grandma Duck: Happy birthday, my sweet! *gifts: baking set*
Donald: Oh boy, granny! How did you know that this is what I want? *hugs* Thank you, I love you
Grandma Duck: I love you too~
Scrooge: Happy birthday, Donnie! *hugs tightly and kisses a lot*
Donald: Thanks, unca.. *blushes and giggles slightly from tickling*
Scrooge: For you~ *gifts: guitar and citizenship in Scotland, Mexico and Brazil*
Donald: *gasp* THANK YOU, UNKIE, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! *hugs*
Scrooge: He-he~ *happy gay dad*
Panchito and Jose: Happy birthday, mi amor!
Donald: Thank you~
Jose: Can't wait to see your presente, right?~
Donald: Maybe?~
Panchito: Great, because now it's time to look at them!
10 minutes left
Panchito and Jose in the sea dresses of their native countries
Jose: Do you like charmosa?
Panchito: I hope so, patito~
Donald:
Donald: I feel in love again.
Тай Лунга:
Впервые: Чувство благовения и благодарности. Немного гордости и гордыни, так как других не вызывают.
Спустя продолжительное время: "Я могу хотя бы посрать нормально. ПОЖАЛУЙСТА, БЛ-"
Сильно бесится и заебался. Не устал, потому что он, типа.. Мёртв. По крайней мере в первую очередь мёртв, поэтому он не испытывает усталости. Только желание нечаянно сломать систему, что призывает его.
Иногда задерживается, но максимум на 1-5 минут, так как его немножко мучает совесть и чувство ответственности.
Спустя более продолжительное время: "Мастер Тай Лунг, призыв вас из Царства Смертных был уже 37 минут назад почему вы..." "Я никуда не пойду без своих стрелок." "Но..." "Я никуда НЕ пойду без своих стрелок." "Мастер Тай Лунг..." "Иди подтрогай траву или поешь пельменей, пока я не выкинул тебя обратно, откуда ты припёрся."
Привык и теперь спокойно задерживается прежде, чем уйти на призыв. Стал понимать, когда призыв действительно важен или нужен или сделан просто так.
Шень:
Впервые: Шок. Лютый ахуй. Вообще не понимает что происходит, где он и его любимая чашка чая.
Спустя продолжительное время: держится за ближайшую поверхность и гневно орёт: "Я ПРОСТО ХОЧУ БЫТЬ СЧАСТЛИВЫМ! ИДИТЕ НА-"
Активно сопротивляется, но всё равно приходится уйти на призыв. В итоге мучает всех своим bitch personality, потому что, ну, почему он один должен страдать?
Спустя более продолжительное время: Примерно такое же поведение как у Тай Лунга, но только он сразу же переключает своё внимание на своих любимых besties и теперь мир получает ту самую крутую lesbian aunt, с одним отличием, что это гей дядя, но кого это волнует.