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The Captain of the ship (me) is speaking about the Ducktales Valentines Special 😁😍

So, I'm back from holiday and can finally write my review of the Ducktales Valentine's Day Special. I'll just focus on the most important aspects, namely their relationship and portrayal of the characters.

There were a few other things that bothered me, but they're not important to me. For example, guest appearances from St Canard that didn't make sense and, in my opinion, only stole panel time from Scrooge and Magica content.

But never mind.

First of all, I would like to say that this special was more than I ever dared to hope for from any official source!!!

I have a few minor criticisms, but I can live with them for what I got in return! Over the next few months, I will devote myself to the continuation of this comic to bring it to a Dimeshipping-worthy conclusion.

The nice thing is that, unlike with my FixIT stories, I don't have to change the source material in any way. I will pick up seamlessly where the special ends to create the missing happy ending that the official creators are unable to provide legaly!

Also from now on I will use the Tag "Scroogica" additional to "Dimeshipping" so new Fans that got hooked by the special will find the content aswell!

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Magica & Scrooge FanArt (Kids in Love)

I really like this shipping it! I got inspiration from @monkey-li and I really like it because this is perfect and adorable like shipping fanart also they're like the lucky number one dime. And I really like this shipping one! 💜😊

I don't know why first before I really like this!?! And I always watching the fanarts and pictures. And I laughing at art when there's NSFW! ...But I think I make this kids! I neede more redesign again for about my art!

"Ooppsss...I make Magica is brushes shy her face and add more hearts for love Scroogie!"

Thanks for giving me inspiration about shipping, @monkey-li ! I really this shipping! 💜😊

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Backfired plan - Dimeshipping Fanfic

Fandom: Duckverse, Comicverse Characters: Scrooge McDuck, Magica De Spell, J.D. Rockerduck Ship: Dimeshipping (Scrooge/Magica) Words: 4744 - One Shot

Disclaimers: - Sorry if I made some mistakes; English is not my first language and I haven’t any beta. - The name of the ship is an idea of the lovely @monkey-li! - Implied sexual themes and some hotter situations. Nsfw-ish. Notes: - @monkey-li‘s fanfic Dance with me gave me a little inspiration for this fic, so thank you so much, darling! - I used Rockerduck as Scrooge’s business rival because I am more used to him instead of Glomgold. I am italian, and I’ve read so many stories with him, so I thought I could be able to write him better. Even if I probably went a little OC with him. - Magica’s outfit is inspired by this amazing photo of Sophia Loren

“Mh… yes. Tell me again how did you manage to come here—not in Naples, not at the base of Mount Vesuvius, but right next to my house.” “Well, that’s pretty obvious, Magica. I used a private Jet to come to the airport of Naples Capodichino, then I took an helicopter, a private one as well, of course, to arrive right here.” “Oh, of course. How caring of you, making all this noise and almost making me ruin one of my potions. And I have to tell you, you even managed to be really subtle. I guess not even a person noticed all of this.” The witch rolled her eyes, gazing to Ratface, whose expression was as annoyed as hers. She really didn’t like visits. Like, really. She hated them. She even put a spell on her family, so they couldn’t come to her house whenever they wanted! And she was a witch, living on a damn volcano. No one ever dared to come near her own home –just that rival of hers, but that was pretty obvious.- So, she couldn’t really believe that John Davison Rockerduck was actually there, in her little living room, while his assistant-butler-factotum Lusky was still in the helicopter, swirling around the Mount, waiting for his boss to call him back. “Come on, Miss De Spell, don’t be mad at me. I didn’t know how to contact you… it’s not like you have Duckbook or stuff like that.” The billionaire took of his hat, making a curtsy, a little apologetic expression on his face. Well, of course she had not stuff like that. She was a witch, obscure magic, mysterious powers! How was that so hard to understand? Magica rolled her eyes, again, mumbling something, as she made a little movement with her hand, reluctantly inviting him to take a sit. Her house was not that big, and not that fancy… but she had a little sofa, one armchair, and stuff like that. After all, she hated visits… but sometimes she enjoyed inviting Madame Mim to her house. But only when she wanted. No surprise stuff. He put his bowler hat back on his head, sitting nicely on the armchair, leaving the sofa to her. At least he knew how to behave in front of a lady. But, for the moment, she stayed up, looking at him with a pouting expression. “You do have a nice house, Miss De Spell… a little old, maybe, but.—“ “Cut to the chase, Rockerduck. What do you want from me?” “Oh, come on, I was just starting a little conversation, dear Magica. And you can call me John.” “Ah-ah, yeah, and you can call me Miss De Spell, Rockerduck. I did not give you such liberties.” She waved her long black hair with a hand, her expression still stiff and annoyed. So stubborn. John couldn’t help himself but chuckling a bit. What a woman! It was so clear why she was such a rival for Scrooge McDuck. It’s not like he knew her really well, but the few times he talked to her, and that precise moment too, made him realize how alike the Italian witch and the Scottish billionaire really were. Even if one of them wasn’t a dashing, mysterious source of dark powers. Lovely. Actually, Rockerduck was a little intimidating by her, even if he looked so relaxed. He perfectly knew that she was able to turn him in a toad in a matter of seconds, if her mood was not the best, but he really needed her help. And, also, he admired her. The feeling was not quite the same, for Magica. Actually, she didn’t really like Scrooge’s other rivals. The Beagle Boys? Too stupid, such idiotic peasants. Flintheart Glomgold? Too evil, too black-hearted, even for her. That was something. And John Davison Rockerduck? He was rich, he had style and he knew how to be a gentlemen, but he wasn’t worth the spats of Scrooge. He didn’t fight for his wealth, he just inherited everything from his father, and he loved to show how rich he was. Ok, maybe Scrooge was even too cheap, but the other one was total opposite. “I’m sorry, Miss De Spell. Never wanted to upset you.” “You did just coming by my house. So, go ahead, before I get really angry. You don’t want to see that.” “Ok, ok, I got it. I’ll go straight to the point. You see, Mag—Miss De Spell, I decided to invest a lot of money on a new project, I want to extend my company in the fashion industry. I managed to buy a famous brand, stealing it right off the nose of Scrooge himself. The price offered by the brand was too high, he wasted time and I bought it before him.” That made the sorceress actually laugh a bit. Poor, poor Scroogie. “So, next week I’ll be hosting a party at my own mansion, celebrating the affair and, of course, Scrooge is invited.” “That’s really fascinating, Rockerduck, but I still don’t know how I fit in all of this.” She was still annoyed, but now she was a little more curious. It seemed like Rockerduck had a plan in mind. “Scrooge, at the beginning, was really angry, and didn’t want to attend the party… but I invited representatives of other brands as well. He decided to take the occasion, to try making affairs with them. And there’s where you are needed. You see, I really don’t want Scrooge to come to agreement with any of those brands, so I need a distraction. And who can distract Scrooge McDuck better than you, Miss?” Magica liked compliments. She smiled a bit, waving her hair again. “So, you want me to go to the party, and trying to steal Scrooge’s Number One Dime? To distract me? And what I gain, by helping you?” “That’s where you are wrong, Miss. We are going to trick Scrooge, because he will think that I’m going to make the brands despise him, and you are going to steal his dime. We are going to switch parts.” And, at that point, Magica’s smile widened. “So, I am going to make Scrooge look absolutely despicable in front of the representatives, so they’ll never make affairs with him, while you are going to steal the Dime for me. Am I right?” “Absolutely right, Miss De Spell.” It could actually work. Scrooge was going to be caught off guard. But. There was a but. What did Rockerduck actually know about Scrooge’s Number One Dime? If he knew its power, he would have never given her that little coin. “How do I know that you are not thinking of using and then betraying me, Rockerduck?” Her eyes were pure fire. Menacing fire. Rockerduck actually didn’t know so much about the reason why she wanted the Dime so much. He just knew she needed it for a powerful spell… he didn’t know anything about the Mida’s Touch. Whatever was the reason of such an obsession, it was not wise for him, who didn’t know Magica well enough to fight her, to betray her. “I will not get in the way of such a powerful sorceress. But, if you don’t manage to ruin Scrooge’s affairs, I’ll stop helping you and I won’t give you the Dime.” “And, of course, if you don’t get the Dime, I’ll be sure that those brands will be so happy to come to agreements with Scrooge.” “I think that’s only fair.” “So, have we got a deal… John?” Magica’s voice was now soft, calm, low. She blinked twice, slowly. Better having his partner in crime in her grasp… with every way possible. And she knew how to enchant a man, even without real magic. Even if she didn’t like the man in question. “Of course, Miss De Spell.” “You can call me Magica.”

Magica arrived in Duckburg the exact day of the party. She didn’t want to waste too much time. She decided to leave Ratface home, so he kept an eye on the Vesuvius. Magica didn’t want any of Rockerduck’s men to search infos about the Dime while she was away. It was really nice to see that Rockerduck handled her with kid gloves. He had booked (and payed) a suite for her in one of the finest hotels in the city, and he had also provided her with different jewels, make up and dresses for the party, so it was up to her to choose how her attire. Actually, she could make a dress appear with magic… but why not enjoying that luxurious treatment? She drank a flute of the champagne that had been left in her room, and then she started to prepare herself for the evening. After all, it was an exclusive event, and she had to stand out in order to talk to the representatives… and also to distract Scrooge. Yes, she thought that even another distraction would come in handy. She needed to look stunning. Well, more than usual. It was easy to seduce a man like John, or every other man in the world… but Scrooge McDuck was a totally different play. He was so stubborn, even a little misogynist, and it had always been so hard to catch his attention in that way, at least without using love potions. Magica chuckled a bit at the thought, taking off her black dress and entering the bathtub, enjoying the warm water on her skin. Seducing Scrooge… was it really necessary? Had she gone completely crazy? Maybe a little. Just a little. But she loved to fight with Scrooge, in every possible way, other than the Dime affair. Everything regarding him was a challenge… and she loved challenges so, so much. Of course she knew what the main goal of the evening was… but she could also have a little more fun. Distracting Scrooge McDuck from business and from the Number One Dime making him look at her like a woman. Magica could imagine those piercing blue eyes observing her, looking at her with need, with desire. Just the thought made her shiver a bit… or was just the hot water? She would never admit that to herself, at least out loud… but maybe, just maybe, she found herself being attracted by Scrooge McDuck. Just maybe, just a little. He was dashing, for his age, he had a really strong personality, he was always a challenge and, in a strange, twisted way, he was the only man that had ever been so long in her life. Even if he was her nemesis. The sorceress finished washing her body and her hair, as she sighed a bit, putting on the bathrobe. “Concentrati, Magica. Non sei una ragazzina. (Focus, Magica. You are not a little girl.)” She opened the closet, looking at the dresses that the third richest duck in the world had provided her. And one, only one really got her attention.

The two of them chatted a little; Scrooge had learned how to master the art of conversation, even if he wasn’t the most talkative man in the world. But he had to be charming in order to continue his business. Scrooge was going to touch the “affair” argument, when the attention of the lady was caught by something. Or someone. “Oh, such a beautiful lady…!” She said, smiling, and then, only then, Scrooge turned his head, and his jaw almost drop. What in hell…! All the guests were staring at Rockerduck, who finally honored the party with his own presence. …Actually, they were not exactly looking at him. He was walking hand in hand with a woman, who was the center of everyone’s attention. She wore a beautiful red dress, red as a rose, red as the flames, a dress with a style from the 50s. Her waist was small, like she was a perfect hourglass, and the cleavage was… well, impressive. Not vulgar, but it enhanced the bosom of the lady. And Scrooge had to shake his head, because he was staring. She wore a necklace made of diamonds, paired with two big hearings. Her lips were red, her eyes made even more seductive thanks to black eye-pencil and mascara. And that hair, that shiny, raven hair styled exactly like they were in the 50s, matching the dress. For an instant, he could not recognize her. That woman… that mysterious woman at the side of John, that beautiful woman everybody was looking at, was Magica De Spell. “Excuse me…” he said fast to the representative, not even realizing he was a little rude, leaving without looking in her eyes, and he approached the couple. Couple? He didn’t know why, but the thought made him nervous. “Scrooge, old sports! Nice to see you here… I’d introduce you to the lady, but I think you already know each other.” “Scroogie darling, it’s strange to see you outside your bin. And in a tuxedo.” The witch giggled a bit, blinking at him. “You… how… why? How could you invite this vile witch?” “Scrooge, don’t be rude. You see, our dear Magica is my date for tonight. Don’t you think that this party needs the most beautiful gem to really shine?” John was talking with a lot of pride in his voice, and he slid his right hand on the witch’s hip. And. She. Allowed. That. And not only that! She smiled at him in a flirty way, as she touched his shoulder. And why that scene was making him so angry? “Oh, well, congratulations.” That word sounded like poison. Magica arched an eyebrow. Scrooge McDuck actually looked… jealous. Could it be? How? He had never thought of her that way. He had never been jealous, even when he saw her self-declared boyfriend, Rosolio. And she had not even started to seduce him, then flirting back with Rockerduck… why was he jealous? No. It was just her imagination. Of course, he was angry because two of his bitterest rivals were in the same room, together. Scrooge was not stupid… probably he was suspecting something. And he actually was. He really was suspecting something; if the two of them had become partner in crime, he could not let his guard down. Not even for a second. But the thought of them being not only partner in crime… yes, it was making him angry. Furious. But why? Was because Magica looked so damn ravishing that night? Or because, for the first time, he saw her flirting with someone else? Maybe because that someone else was John? “Do you think I’m dumb? Of course you two together are nothing but trouble. I’ll keep my eye on you.” And that said, he left, searching in the crowd for another representative to talk to. “It’s time to get in action.” “Couldn’t agree more.” “Oh, and John?” “Yes, my dear?” “Slide your hand a little further and I will strangle you. Got it?”

Things were actually going great, for Scrooge. He did manage to mind his own business, being sure that the dime was always in his pocket. Perfect. He could not believe it… but that jealousy that got him made him so angry with himself that he absolutely wanted to stay away from the two of them. And the fact that they had slit up for all the evening was the proof that they were just teaming up. Whatever was their real plan, that turned against them. Everything was going great. Except when all the crowd remained weirdly still, as a tango music started. And he saw them. The two of them were dancing, and what a dance. It was really passionate, actually. Never thought that the rookie could have such fire in himself… at least not so much to match Magica’s one. After all she was a witch and an Italian woman, flames were part of her being. And as she moved, with her beautiful red dress showing maybe too much of her long legs, she really looked like fire. She had a seductive smirk on her face, and she was actually her who was leading the dance, with her perfect moves and her sensual body. But it wasn’t like John was not enjoying the situation, on the contrary. The desire he had in his eyes was so evident, his hands touching her hips, arms, sometimes her legs like he just wanted to rip off every piece of fabric from her. Magica had never let anyone touching her like this. Scrooge had never seen her attracted to a man… but that time she really seemed involved in that dance. She really seemed to enjoy Rockerduck’s touch. Was that even possible, for a woman, to look so seductive in a dance? His own attraction to her made him stay, looking at her like she was really a gem, the most beautiful gem he had ever seen. But then… then the tango ended. She pressed herself to his body, surrounding his waist with one leg, her breast attached to his chest. At that moment, Scrooge could not handle the fury, the jealousy. He was tense, his fist tight, shaking, almost bleeding from his palms. That witch. Damn her, damn all the women in the world. He turned back, going away. Magica looked at him. It was done.

Everyone was enjoying the party, in the penthouse. Not Scrooge. He was in the terrace, alone, mumbling. “Scroogie darling… don’t you like the party?” That voice. That seductive, ravishing voice, that so much hated voice. “What do you want, you witch?” Magica chuckled a bit. It was like he was going to say a word really similar to “witch”, but with a “b” at the beginning. But it was ok. Scrooge was angry, mad, furious. Not focused on business, nor the dime. “It seems like my dance really pissed you off. Jealous?” Yes. And he didn’t even know why. “No, I just find women who press themselves on men like that really disgusting.” Well, she was expecting that. But, somehow… it hurt. “You know, it’s not 1900 anymore. If I want to press myself on a man, I am fully entitled to do it.” Magica put her own hands on her hips, rolling her eyes a little. “You know… I’d love to have a real dance.” “…What?” Good. “John is fine… but I expected even more passion. Oh, I don’t even know why I am telling you this. It’s not like you could have that passion, you old bird… probably your spine will break if you even try to do something like that.” Oh no, she didn’t. “I bet you had never had that passion. Never.” She was lying, of course. She knew he of course had that passion. She knew that he still had that passion, she knew that, if he wanted, he could make her shake under his touch… but she had to provoke him, hurting every little bit of his pride. And she actually managed to do that. In a matter of seconds, so fast that she gasped, he pressed himself on her, hand on her back, the other on her cheek. He started to move, making her swirl, dancing with her. His touch was angry, rough, breathtaking. And the two of them were just dancing. Magica had to focus. She responded to that passion, her mouth so close to his ear. “Not bad, Scroogie.” She laughed a bit, caressing his chest, her legs on his, her hands running through his hair. There was no music, but their fast heartbeat gave them rhythm. They were two flames, chained to each other, fighting in that sensual dance. She was so close… now she was so, so close. He was distracted, he was completely into the dance. Magica had just to caress his body better, feeling were the Dime was, and then she had to take it. She could forget John, Scrooge, everything. So close, just a little more daring touch… And then she found herself on the wall, Scrooge’s arms trapping her, like a cage. Magica finally saw those eyes. Those piercing blue eyes looking at her, so possessive, full of desire. He was looking at her… like she really was a woman. Not a witch, not a rival. A woman. She felt naked, even if she was completely dressed. Still. “Tell me, Magica. Do you really like Rockerduck?” “…What?” “Answer me, Magica.” She was so close… “Why do you care?” So close… like his blue eyes. “Just answer me.” His hands were so close. “I…” His lips. So, so close. “…No…” Scrooge chuckled. He felt… relieved. He hoped so. She didn’t like that rookie. She wasn’t even attracted to him. “It was just a scene, right? You were pretending. The two of you had a plan, right?” One of his hands went to her hair, ruining the style, making them fall down her shoulders. Magica shivered, her mouth open. The dime… she had to take the dime… “Yes… we were partner in crime, just for tonight… but I hated his touch on me. I didn’t like it. I wanted your touch. I still want it.” …Oh, damn. Her attack backfired. She realized it when Scrooge started to laugh. Had he been pretending? It was just an act? “Well, well, lass. Even that was part of your plan?” “Let me go, Scrooge.” “Seducing everyone, John, me… to get the dime. I bet you were never really his partner in crime.” “Scrooge.” “And now you look just like a little school girl.” “LET ME GO!” Magica screamed, rage in her eyes, as she tried to punch him right in the face. But he grasped her wrist. “You didn’t let me finish, Magica. Actually, you succeed. You really seduced me… but probably you have already done that, without you knowing that. Without me knowing that. You are strong, passionate. Yes, you are the strongest woman I have ever known. You are… amazing. You made me fall for you head to toe, it’s useless hiding that, now.” Magica didn’t even remember what was her original plan. Why she was there. Because she felt so happy, she had never felt so happy. She smiled, then she laughed. But it was a warm laugh, an happy one. She was almost in tears, tears of happiness. “Just kiss me, you old man.” And he did. He really did. It was the most amazing kiss they had ever given or received, maybe because of that night, maybe because of their years of fighting, but that kiss was everything. No dime, no fight, no Duckburg, no party… there were just the two of them. They had the same passion, the same need to claim the other as their own. A little moan escaped Magica’s lips, and Scrooge couldn’t help but caressing her skin, on her neck, down to the zip of her dress. He broke the kiss, and the witch made a noise of frustration. “He gave you this dress, right?” He was again jealous. Angry. Magica took off herself the hearings and the necklace, then she nodded. “I know you want to take that off, Scroogie. Just do it.” “As you wish, witch.” He unzipped her dress, feeling her soft skin, touching every part of her skin as he uncovered it. His touch really was rough, so good. “You are going to be the death of me, Magica.” “Just don’t die before you’ve taken me…” She smiled in a wicked way, then she kissed him again, hard, letting the dress fall down to her feet, revealing a black lace lingerie, as she almost ripped his jacket while she took that off. It was so amazing… just the two of them… “Magica? Scrooge?!” …Oh, well. They forgot that they were at a party. With Rockerduck probably searching for them… and he actually found them. “Perfect time, rookie. Really.” “What the--- what are you doing?” Scrooge rolled his eyes, covering Magica with his own body. He didn’t want him to look at her, especially in that condition. “What do you think we are doing?” “That’s--- Magica! We had a plan! What were you thinking? And really, with the old man?” “Oh, please, Rockerduck. You are not worth Scrooge’s spats. Now, be a good puppet… and go back to the party.” The sorceress snapped her fingers, mumbling some latin words, and John started to walk, against his will, going back inside and locking the window behind him. “Well… I think the mood went off.” Scrooge said, as he blushed a bit. Ah, she really was beautiful and strong… but it was not the time or the place anymore for such things… “I’m afraid you are right…” Magica was blushing as well, and she took her dress, wearing that again. Then she stopped. “Even if…” “Even if…?” “You know, John booked a really nice suite for me, here in Duckburg. You know, I might really need a little help packing. If you know what I mean…”

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Page 9 here we go. Poor Scrooge, he yet has to understand what his heart is trying to tell him. Good for him that he has a caring family looking out for him ♥

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To celebrate the official english publication of my favorite Dimeshipping Story written by Vito Stabile in the new Uncle Scrooge Magazine, I drew a little tribut to it ♥ I love that story so so much. Named the pic like the english title: By moonlight's blight

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Daily prayer that the story will be handled well 🤗

Please, I don't wann hate this! I want a new story like ''The pact of the moon" or ''The magic diary'' and such!

Edit: Includet the description. But note the Artist is NOT Ermetti! Carlo Cid Lauro is the Artist! Ermetti did ''just'' one of the covers.

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I was inspired by the new Conan Movie opening and did a little Dimeshipping thing. Changed the note so Scrooge just reaches out to her from behind and she smiles as soon as she realises who adressed her ^^. Just a bit of fluff ♥