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yayan-dmenace · 3 months
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Poor mama duck 🤧 (tbh killer is the one who is scared of the mama duck 😆)
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nicoliine · 3 months
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When Charlie found out that she is now a big sister.
☆彡 Your lover is an idiot; he can be a cute one or an annoying one, never in between, and right now you wonder which one he is as you are in the middle of one of their idiocies.
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☆ Reader is g/n.
☆ Warnings: mild swearing? just Angel being Angel. Kinda crack, Charlie cries and it's all your fault.
No proofread.
 
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You could ask anyone in and out of the hotel and get the same answer. Every. Single. Time.
Who is the biggest supporter of you and Lucifer's relationship? Charlie Morningstar.
 
Not that there was much competition; truth be told, she was the only one who cared enough about your relationship, always asking how your dates were going and if her father was treating you right.
And of course, Angel, who was suspiciously very interested in your partner, but you weren't planning on answering his questions, you prefer to keep his dick size to yourself.
 
That is why you find it unnecessary, so weird, to have the whole hotel's residents in the lobby waiting for the so-important announcement that Lucifer wanted to make; you love him? Yes, you will always be by his side? Definitely. Now, does that mean you want to? Right now, you are not sure.
Right before everyone's eyes, you stand beside your lover, who looked so excited and you could swear was about to jump in joy. Your energy doesn't match his, and you only give Charlie a small smile every now and then to let her know everything is alright.
He cleared his throat. "Now, you may wonder why we reunited you here today," he said, his voice denoting mistery. That made you chuckle. He is such a showman. "My love and I have big news!"
 
"We're having a baby!" He said it with one of the biggest smiles you had seen on his face.
 
"What!?"
"I'm having A BABY BROTHER!?"
 
"Well, not exactly," you interrupted before anyone else could speak or Lucifer started his theatrics again. "I think the appropriate word is "babies."  The comments started again.
 
"Damn, I knew that dick was good," Angel said.
 
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For someone who loves you so much and could kiss the ground you walk on, Lucifer was hard to convince to go on a walk with you. He surrenders the moment you say you are, in fact, going on with or without him, following after you.
You could see in his face that he was not having the time of his life. You remember the first time he stepped on the hotel, doing his best to not call it shit right there, and the streets in Pentagram City were not different from that; in fact, it was worse.
You just couldn't help it. It was nice to go on a walk around the streets; it was something you always enjoyed. Your lover's presence scaring away every soul who looked in your direction was just a treat.
 
When you suddenly stopped, Lucifer, who was following a step behind you, called your name with curiosity.
 
You couldn't find many animals in hell—well, not in the pride ring—but when a hellborn brings an animal, it is common for it to be the pet of someone. That's why you're now standing there, surprised to see at least five baby ducks on the side of the walk, running around.
"Look at those cute ones!" Your lover exclaims besides you with a babyish voice, as he kneels to take one of the ducks on his hand. "Darling, look! Is so precious!" You smiled, the image before you so breathtaking; you followed his actions, now rubbing one of the little ones head with your finger.
You counted six ducks; they seemed to be no more than three days old. Looking around, you tried to get a glimpse of the ducks mother, but it seemed like they were all by themselves; it nearly broke your heart.
"Darling! We can't just leave them here!" You turn your head to look at Lucifer, who was trying to hold all of the ducks in his arms; it was actually cute.
 
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To see the King of Hell walking around the hotel with six ducks and one Niffty following him as if he were a mama duck was something nobody expected, but they seemed to be getting used to the idea.
Husk mentioned he is, in fact, the mama duck, and you were the father.
What really took you off guard was to see Charlie resting her head on Vaggie's shoulder, crying over the baby brother you guys allegedly made her think of.
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Likes and reblogs are appreciated 💞
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0ddbugs · 1 year
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Redline: Mama Duck part 1
Hopefully their first trip up top unsupervised won't be a disaster...
collaboration between me and @coffinpal
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allynabean · 26 days
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Comic adaptation of a scene from Episode 3 of The Adventure Zone: Amnesty!! Re-listened to Amnesty while drawing these pages and I forgot how much I love this campaignnn
Script taken near-directly from the podcast, all credit goes to the McElroys! <3 @mcelroyfamilystaff
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yardsards · 7 months
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small thing i love about taz amnesty: the way so many characters just have random unexplained nicknames. it's just such an authentic part of small town/appalachian culture that makes the world feel more real + serves as a reminder that like yeah the guys making this are FROM here, they genuinely know what it's like
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teleportzz · 8 months
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i love you ducktales women. keep girlbossing your way through the narrative queens
(this applies to literally all ducktales women, i'm sure i forgot several girlbosses in the making of this post and i'm so sorry to all of them)
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coffinpal · 1 year
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mmmmmm pizza
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bumblingbabooshka · 4 months
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St Voyager Memes: New Year Same Guys
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togrowoldinv · 10 months
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Walks Like A Duck
Natasha Romanoff x Female Reader
When you show up at home with ducks, Natasha tries to say you can’t keep them. With the help of the kids, you might just change her mind
Note: Two Nat fics in one day, woo! I’ve been so busy I went a week or so without writing, but we got ducks at my farm this weekend so I got inspired. This is a fun one! Enjoy!
Natasha Romanoff Masterlist 1, Natasha Romanoff Masterlist 2, Mama Nat Masterlist, Main Masterlist
“No way, detka. These are grown!” Natasha says as you get out of the car and grin at her.
“They’re so cute, Nat! Look!” You open the hatch further and set the crate on the grass.
Natasha looks down at the ducks and back to you.
“No,” she tries to put her foot down. “We already have chickens. That’s enough.”
“Please?” You beg her, a sweet pout on your lips. Still, she resists. She shakes her head.
You’re about to give up when your kids start filing out of the house.
“Come here, kiddos! We got ducks!” You holler at them to come see them.
“We did not get ducks,” Natasha corrects. “We’re taking them to Clint’s.”
The oldest kids have no fear as they approach the crate. You open the hatch to let them out.
Belle and Taylor run away and find shelter behind Natasha’s legs.
“Look the girls are scared. We can’t keep them,” Natasha says. She places her hands behind her back and each little girl grabs one.
Ivan takes the initiative to try and lure the ducks out of the cage. They do so easily. “Why are you being such a party pooper, Mama?” He asks.
You hold back a laugh at his words, especially when Nat gives him a pointed look.
He raises his hands in mock surrender. “I’m just saying these ducks are cute and we should keep them.”
“Your sisters are scared, sweet boy. No,” Natasha says.
“Mama, please?” Ali tries. “I’ll help Belle and Taylor get comfortable with them. I promise.”
“Yeah, me too,” Jack adds.
“Me three!” You hop in. “Come on, babe. It’s four against one.”
Natasha sighs and shakes her head.
“Since when do we take family votes on things like this?” She poses the rhetorical question, no real frustration lingering in her voice.
Natasha watches as the ducks waddle up closer to her and the littlest babies. They both hold onto her tighter.
You swoop in and kneel behind Natasha to talk to the girls. They both look to you.
“They’re really nice, girls. They won’t even touch you if you don’t want them to. I promise. Watch your siblings,” you say, directing them to look at their older siblings.
The ducks just waddle around and quack. Natasha is beginning to give in as she watches the kids run around. The boys get a kiddie pool of water together for the ducks.
“You hear that sound?” You ask. They nod.
Natasha turns around kneels with you.
She asks them the next question.
“Do you remember what sound they make?”
“Quack, quack,” Belle answers.
“That’s right, sweetheart. Great job!” You say. She preens at the praise.
“They really do make the sound!” Taylor says.
“I know. It’s pretty cool. So, do you think you can be my brave girls and we can keep them?” You ask.
“We’re brave,” Belle says matter of factly.
“Yeah!” Taylor adds.
“It’s okay to be scared too,” Natasha says. “Being brave doesn’t mean you aren’t scared. It just means you’re feeling the fear and doing it anyways.”
The girls both nod. You look to Natasha and she’s offering you a go ahead smile.
You stand up and shout, “The ducks are staying!”
A chorus of cheers and thank yous come from the kids. You watch on as the older ones help the little girls get acquainted with the ducks.
Natasha grabs you by the hips and pulls you closer to her. You grin at her cheesily. She can’t help but return it.
“If you’re going to bring home animals again, please make sure you warn me,” Natasha says, a little seriousness in her voice.
“It just happened so suddenly,” you say. “But I will, baby. I promise.”
“Mhm,” she hums. “You know you probably will have to make it up to me.”
“Oh yeah?” You ask.
“Yeah,” she remarks. She leans in, but stops short of your lips. “Big time.”
“Yes ma’am.”
Natasha kisses you so lightly that it leaves you wanting more. She releases your hips and returns to the kids and ducks. She’s insatiable.
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meimei-bunnie · 1 year
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drew the juniors and wwx as ducklings waddling after mama duck 🥹
I love them all so much aaaa ❤️
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0ddbugs · 1 year
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Redline: Mama Duck part 2
Hunee was pretty intense--
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cherry-blossomtea · 6 months
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I’m super mega not interested in discoursing about this so if you disagree please just scroll but. I suppose people being confused about Rosmontis’ role in Lone Trail is sort of expected given that she is like. Only referenced but she is and has been a Rhine Lab kid from the beginning. I can’t remember if Rhine is mentioned explicitly in her files but I think it’s at least referenced that Loken Watertank was funded by RL, and then of course she does pop up briefly in Dorothy’s Vision, so I for one really enjoyed getting some much needed closure on her story. Besides which. The entire plot of Dorothy’s Vision was predicated on the Rosmontis experiment. So.
As for the argument that it took the place of Ifrit’s character development. I mean sure I would always be down for more Ifrit Screen Time because she is daughter. But to be honest she’s kind of already had that character development I think people wanted off-screen. I see a lot of “well I shouldn’t have to read the manhua to know what’s going on in the story” and that’s fair (even if the manhua is free and is better than like 90% of the VN but whatever) but just going off her module and her oprec it’s clear that she’s growing up fast and developing a strong sense of responsibility. I think she’s forgiven Saria and Silence and she’s too laid back to care about much more, and that in and of itself was a delight to see in Lone Trail. We just happen to be catching the tail end of her character development and I for one felt just as much a proud mama bird as Silence. She got plenty of screen time it just wasn’t…her growing up I guess? But we already have quite a lot of that even without the manhua.
Literally my only Ifrit Complaint was that she didn’t get a confrontation with Parvis, or show any sort of emotional reaction to him being there whatsoever which was. Out of character for sure, thinking about her module. But that was about it, and I still enjoyed the wrap-up with Parvis and Silence. Ifrit is one of my favorite characters and LT got my stamp of approval so do with that what you will.
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fanficfanattic · 3 months
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From 1,000 years ago, I am emerging with this little tidbit that has delighted me. From my Family Curse wip.
The parade of Jamies has finally reached the age where he'd both know who Roy Kent is and have the awareness to notice who was captaining his future self.
Unsurprisingly, these two things do not create a good time for Roy.
At the one week mark, everyone braced themselves because they were about to meet a tiny Jamie that had, by this point, started his schooling. The adorably sweet (and yet still sassy) boy they’d been meeting had to eventually morph into the sullen teammate they otherwise knew. And a North Manchester schoolyard had the makings of being Jamie’s villain origin story.
Even having warned the team himself, Roy still didn’t quite know when the entire plot got lost on him. Well, he knew when. It was more how.
“You look like Roy Kent.”
Roy grunted, because he wasn’t going to be a dick to a literal child. But Jamie wasn’t exactly a stimulating conversationalist even before his vocabulary narrowed down.
The lack of a proper response didn’t deter Jamie at 6 any more than it did at 23. He just tilted his head quizzically and barreled right along.
“Are you related to him?”
Knowing that resistance was going to be futile, he passively stared down at the tiny little thing. Small but puffed with bravado, and undoubtedly a huge helping of idiocy, the kid looked right back at him.
“I am him.”
“Why are you lying about that?”
“What! Why would I lie about that?”
“I dunno. That’s why I asked you?!”
“Why do you think I’m lying.” And then, as the fucking muppet opened his mouth to answer, Roy realized his mistake. Like an at-speed train, there was no stopping it.
“Cause you’re old!”
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coffinpal · 1 year
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closeted-skelet0n · 1 year
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Same Character Different Font
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