Just Dance.

"You guys, our family is awesome!" / Ask/RP blog / Can be 18+ / Non-Selective / Single / Single Ship / NSFW in DMs / Writer = Louie/Ethan /

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I’m a try n make a promo later but!!!!

Feel free to like / reboot / comment for a starter!!! X3

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please scroll quietly… he is trying to sleep..

[lemonduck7]

Dewey: I wanted to start everything again. Really. But it’s not as easy as I thought. For so many years everything has changed. I wish to turn back time … and never leave.

Webby: Dewey … then you would never make your dreams come true. And we understood it.

Huey: Exactly … it’s bad that you stopped contacting us … but we didn’t do anything … sorry for that…

Dewey: But … I’ve lost you for so many years. And I will never forgive myself. And now we’re stuck in this trap and I’ll have to think all along that this may be the last place where I’ll see all of you together and hear you …

Louie: Stop saying that. We are a family and even if we do not see each other for a thousand years we will always forgive ourselves sooner or later! We are Family

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Symbols for the mun

💝 I ship our muses, but we’ve never interacted

✨ I think your portrayal is on point, but it also intimidates me

💍 I want to be exclusives with you 

⭐️ We don’t rp, but I desperately wish we did

☀️ I want to rp with you, but I’m not sure how

💔 We’ve rp’ed in the past, but now we don’t

🎂 I’m new to your blog, and I want to be friends

🎉 We’ve been mutuals for ages, and this makes me so happy!

💡 I have a thread idea for us!

💌 I just think you’re amazing

💥 We’re not mutuals, but I wish you’d notice me

[heroiic-pilot]

daring-feathers‌:

“Don’t, because then I’m going to do the same.” Dewey stated as he closed his eyes, keeping himself close to his father. He couldn’t be more happier than in this moment right here, right now. It was just unbelievable.

“I’ll try not to, kiddo,” Launchpad replied. He went silent for a moment, reveling in the simplicity of the moment he and his son were sharing. He was certain that he’d still be as much in awe after reality sank in as he was now. Every hug would be special and every ‘I love you’ would be significant.

And then it him him too that he could goof off with the kids in a whole new way too.

“Heh. Hehehehh. Now I can tell you boys all of my terrible Dad jokes. I always figured I’d get to use ‘em someday but I never thought I’d get to use ‘em all on you three!”

[daring-feathers]

Letting out a laugh, Dewey moved away a bit to look up at his father, shrugging his shoulders. Dad jokes? Wonderful. He didn't exactly know what that meant, but he knew Huey had talked about being annoyed with them before, so it was amusing to him either way. He then had a curious thought in his head, his eyes staying on his father. "We're still going to be best friends, right?" He asks with a small head tilt, and a bright smile. Cute.

[daring-feathers]

"Hold on- is that another me? Hello, Dewey! Looking very handsome, I see!"

Oh boy, this is why he should never have access to other dimensions.

| @howdoeshedeweyit |

[daring-feathers]

Crashsite

This was all too much. There was a loud audible crash by the Scrooge McDuck manor, causing a small duckling in blue to wake up, looking out the window in curiosity. He couldn't really see anything from inside besides a bit of smoke that was being created in the air due to something. Dewey had gotten down from the bunk bed he and his brothers shared, him being in the middle. The little pitter patters of his webbed feet could barely be heard as he snuck out of the room, and out into the darkness of the night. It was a little cold, causing Dewey to sort of hug himself in an attempt to warm himself. His feet trudged through the piles upon piles of snow that lie on top of the grass, and pavement as he approached the seemigly bad situation. Once he got close enough, it looked as if something had crashed, although, that wasn't unusual around here, this crash seemed a little.. different. What was going on here, and why did the thing decide to crash right in Uncle Scrooge's yard? There were a lot of thoughts going on in his head as he watched the scattered pieces on the ground begin to get covered in snow, some being so light as to being able to move from the winds that were accompanying the frozen rain.

Upon closer observation, Dewey had noticed that it wasn't any normal device, it was a ship! A rocket ship! It kind of had a familiar look to it, and that made the duckling much more curious. Approaching it closer, he walked around the ship, observing the design and it's parts. He had no idea how it worked, but he had a feeling he knew this ship. His tail perked up as he had remembered a ship he's seen before. It was the Spear Of Selene, or it looked oddly similar to the one his mother had used to try, and get to the moon. His eyes softened as he smiled a little bit, beginning to search the site for anything useful or living. It would be cool to befriend an alien, wouldn't it? Upon looking for such, he found a small, ripped piece of paper. He simply picked it up, tilting his head as he observed it, and unfolded it. The image was of.. his uncle, and his.. mother.. and was that him and his brothers in the middle along with Scrooge? That had to be them! In fact, it looked just like the one he had framed up in his room under his pillow, but he had left it there, so what was the picture doing out here? He was knocked from his thoughts as he heard a rustling in the midst of broken ship parts. He was silent, yet a little skeptical. That was until he saw a white tail accompanied by brown clothing. His eyes widened, seeing the figure stand up and brush itself off. "Mom?!" He said in excitement, but he was also nervous. His voice was pretty loud, however, so the duck could hear him over the snowstorm.

| @tookthespear |

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   OH BOY, OH BOY, OH BOY! QUACK. – And if that’s your idea of a solid Donald Duck impression, or you’re a fan of crash-tastic chauffeurs/sidekicks, you’re in the right place! Please give this a LIKE or REBLOG if you’d be interested in writing with a LAUNCHPAD MCQUACK from both DUCKTALES and DARKWING DUCK. Penned and cherished by Halle!

[heroiic-pilot]

daring-feathers‌:

Dewey let out a bit of an audible squeak as he felt his cheeks being pinched, but he soon laughed it off, snuggling his beak into Launchpad’s clothing. “I love you, too..” He replied with the softest smile on his face.

Launchpad’d heart soared to hear his son tell him that he loved him. He rested his head on Dewey’s and held him just a little bit tighter. 

“Aww, Dew… You’re gonna make me tear up.” 

[daring-feathers]

"Don't, because then I'm going to do the same." Dewey stated as he closed his eyes, keeping himself close to his father. He couldn't be more happier than in this moment right here, right now. It was just unbelievable.

[daring-feathers]

@amishmashofmuses | starter !! For Lucky !!

This mammal definitely looked.. different than most of the mammals that lived around Duckburg. It was really strange to see them as their colours, and everything stood out from the background of the beautiful city Dewey calls home. He’s been kind of observing the feline for a bit, but he had now decided to come outside, and introduce himself, maybe even bond with the mammal a bit. The duckling dressed in blue would lightly clear his throat before he carefully approached the other, just coming out of the manor. He smiled softly, holding out a hand for the other to shake. “Hi! I’m Dewey!” There he goes. He’s a very excitable, and enthusiastic duckling. Be careful.

[dragcns-den]

{ ☆ } Lucky’s ears immediately perk at the unexpected throat clearing, her torn one giving a feeble twitch as she quickly turns around. Head cocked to the side and one brow raised, her body tenses when she sees the newcomer approach. A voice in the back of her mind is soon saying that he’s probably coming to tell her to scram. After all, that’s what lots of people in the unfamiliar city seem fond of doing…

Apparently, lollygagging in front of someone house is frowned upon when the lollygagger is a complete stranger. Although to be fair, that seems to be a common theme no matter where Lucky finds herself in… Her common sense quickly tells her to run before she gets sprayed by a hose again. Or perhaps even tackled by security. The house certainly looks fancy enough to have its own Swat team.

Despite this, the feline remains standing right where she is. She never was very good at listening to her common sense… However, for once, this actually seems to work out in her favor. Much to the girl’s surprise, she is met with a greeting instead of a threat. 

A gap-toothed smile forms on her face at this unexpected but certainly not unwelcome turn of events. Intending to take full advantage of this opportunity to make a friend, she says, “Hiya, Dewey! Nice to meet ya! My name’s Lucky LouLou, but my friends just call me Lucky.” The extended hand is quickly in her gloved-grip, being given an energetic shake as she continues in an equally energetic tone, “Anyways, I just gotta tell ya… You sure have one heck of house! It’s probably the biggest one I’ve seen so far, both in and out of this city.” 

That is actually why Lucky had been spending so much time in front of it. The cat just had to take a moment to bask in the sheer size and fancy-pantsness of the place. { ☆ }

[daring-feathers]

The mammal seemed nice. Nice enough to give him a very energized handshake, almost causing him to go dizzy, but he soon smiled as he pulled his hand back, tilting his head to the side as he heard her remark. Odd. A lot of people would compliment the manor, but they've heard about it before. This cat, however, didn't seem to know a thing about this place or maybe even Duckburg, alone, which was obviously strange as he would have no idea where she would have even come from. He looked back at the mansion as she spoke about it, smiling before shaking his head, and shrugging his shoulders. "It isn't my house. It's my uncle's." Hm. Maybe this would ring a bell. "He's literally the richest duck in the world, so." He folded his arms across his chest, smirking towards the feline that was in their lawn, but then another curious question had popped up in his head. "Wait, how did you get past security?"

[heroiic-pilot]

daring-feathers‌:

Hearing that Launchpad wouldn’t be leaving any time soon, Dewey smiled, happy tears streaming from his eyes as he did so. “You better not..” He muttered as he sniffled and wiped his eyes with his sleeve. He could hardly express about how happy he was at this very moment. Though, when he heard the compliment about his cheeks, he struggled a little bit with a gentle laugh. “Dad..” He said in a bit of a playful tone, trying to get away from the tight embrace. Though, he was really happy to be able to refer to someone as such. He’s referred to his uncle that way before, but it wasn’t as real as this moment right here.

Dewey trying to get away only made Launchpad reach for a cheek and gently squish it.

“Squishy cheeks, hehehh.” He let go and kissed Dewey’s head. “I love you, kiddo.”

[daring-feathers]

Dewey let out a bit of an audible squeak as he felt his cheeks being pinched, but he soon laughed it off, snuggling his beak into Launchpad's clothing. "I love you, too.." He replied with the softest smile on his face.

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Summer

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daring-feathers‌:

Dewey had made a strange yelp noise when he was pulled back by a sudden force. It was definitely shocking to him, and he didn’t appreciate it until he saw the speeding car move by quickly, feeling the heavy air just barely touch his beak. Though, he’s been in tons of dangerous situations before, so this was nothing new for the duckling. He did have some boundaries, however, so he was a bit freaked out when he felt the other still had a hold of him. He pulled his arm free before he rubbed it. “Thanks, I guess. It happens all the time, I’m-” He had stopped in his sentence as he turned around, looking at the robot that was looking right back at him. It was amazing. He was so tall, and well, robotic, but that just added to it. However, Dewey noticed that the bot didn’t look so well. Maybe he should help him out a bit? After all, he did practically save his life. “Woah! You’re a robot?! That’s so cool!” He exclaimed as his voice had gotten louder than before. He really couldn’t control the volume of it when overjoyed. “You should come on my super awesome talk show sometime! I would love to have you, and all my fans would be amazed!” As if you had any, sweetie. “What’s your name?” He asked, his eyes lighting up a bit. How adorable.

He was shocked that the other seemed so surprised– has he never seen a robot before? It sure sound like he hadn’t at least ever talked to one. Perhaps if he saw a robot they weren’t AI based… Some robots weren’t like the robot masters, such as METs and METALLs. But he never thought he’d get a reaction like this from anyone who hasn’t seen an autonomous robot before.

“Oh um… I-I’m DLN-001, or Rock Light. I’m also known as Rockman. I was built by my father, Dr Thomas Light. I was originally a house bot but I’ve recently been converted to protect people.” he explained politely, trying to make it as simple as possible. Although given that this little duck didn’t seem to know too terribly much about robots he supposed that much of it would sound like a bunch of confusing gibberish.

“Although I’ve never heard anyone call me cool before. That’s certainly new. Usually people think robots like me, known as robot masters, are strange and eerie. We possess advanced AI’s and while we are bound to the strict rules put out by our programming, we are able to override the programming of lesser bots and appear almost human in appearance– we’re even completely sentient.” Long story short, he wasn’t used to compliments.

“A-Anyways, who might you be? If you don’t mind my asking?”

[daring-feathers]

Dewey's eyes have never been wider than they were as of now. He was so overjoyed by the new encounter he was having with this robot. In all honesty, he wasn't afraid, not one bit, just really happy. "So, you're like a superhero?!" He asks, moving up and down on his tip toes. His small tail wagged as he asked the question. He heard what the other was saying about his history, and not gonna lie, it sounded really confusing. In fact, he had caught himself tuning out like he does when Huey goes on his nerd rants. Though, when he had heard the sudden question about who he was, he shook his head, snapping himself back into reality before he responded. "Oh! I'm Dewey!" He exclaimed, moving around the robot to admire him more, his tail still wagging due to the amount of excitement that was going on inside of his brain.

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Prank My Muse!!

Whether on anon or as another muse! Pranks can be fun! Or they can go wrong. Or they can go too far. See how mine reacts!

💧to dump a bucket or water on them.

🍊to give them orange juice that’s really just cheese and water.

🌈to throw paint on them.

🍌to throw a banana peel on the ground.

📞to prank call them.

🎺to scare them with an air horn.

🚪to cover the doorway with plastic wrap.

🐍to leave a plastic snake in their bed/sleeping bag.

🐜to leave a plastic bug/spider in their bed/sleeping bag.

🕷to leave a live bug/spider in their bed/sleeping bag.

🍮to replace the vanilla pudding with mayo.

🎷to tape an air horn to the door/chair.

🍺to pretend to drink vodka- except it’s just water.

🍥to give them bar of soap that looks like a treat- bonus points for specifying what it is!

🔫to pretend to drink a bottle of windex/window cleaner- it’s just blue Gatorade/water and food dye.

🏺pretend to break an expensive vase, the blame it on my muse. (Last part’s optional, so leave"______ did it!“ To blame them)

🍬to offer grapes wrapped in candy wrappers.

🍭to offer them some candy that’s supposed to be sweet, but is actually very sour.

❗️to blow sneezing powder in their face.

⁉️to pour itching powder down their shirt.

✒️give them a shock pen!

🌡pretend to have a dangerously high fever!

🔮pretend to read their palm, and give them a bad future.

🦄convince them of a new number they invented between 5 and 6.

🌺to give them a bouquet of flowers they’re allergic to.

🎰give them a fake lottery ticket.

🗺to pretend to move away!

🥛to offer them a glass of “water” but it’s actually just vinegar.

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Inbox me a '☼' and I'll use two gifs to explain how my muse feels about yours,openly and secretly

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SEND ME A CHARACTER AND I’LL DO THIS;

Sexuality Headcanon: Gender Headcanon: A ship I have with said character: A BROTP I have with said character: A NOTP I have with said character: A random headcanon: General Opinion over said character:

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send me a character & I’ll answer the following about them!

general opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my life  hotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hot | gorgeous! | 10/10 would bang hogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuff best quality: worst quality:  ship them with:  brotp them with:  needs to stay away from: misc. thoughts: 

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crucial muse development questions.   send a number in my inbox to find out more about my character as a person  ( because often, the most important things about character development have nothing to do with their shoe size or netflix queue ).

what would completely break your character?

what was the best thing in your character’s life?

what was the worst thing in your character’s life?

what seemingly insignificant memories stuck with your character?

does your character work so they can support their hobbies or use their hobbies as a way of filling up the time they aren’t working?

what is your character reluctant to tell people?

how does your character feel about sex?

how many friends does your character have?

how many friends does your character want?

what would your character make a scene in public about?

for what would your character give their life?

what are your character’s major flaws?

what does your character pretend or try to care about?

how does the image your character tries to project differ from the image they actually project?

what is your character afraid of?