Minnie: 💅

Hah, he loves Donald too much to believed in that)

When did your boyfriend's uncle start supecting about your relationship:

Shen completely naked in a towel: TAI LUNG.

Tai Lung playing playstation: Hm? What?

Shen: When will you finally learn how to clean your hair?! *throws a large and wet ball of wool at Tai Lung*

Tai Lung quickly dodge the lump: Ew! Who would talk!

Shen: Excuse me?!

Tai Lung: I had to wash the dishes for you again!

Shen: You know I can't do that.

Tai Lung: Why?!

Shen: Yes, because my wings hint! Do you even know how difficult it is to dry with wet feathers?!

Tai Lung: Wear gloves then!

Shen: THERE ARE NO WING GLOVES!

Tai Lung: YES?! BUT GLOVES FOR HOOVES AND PAWS EXIST!

Kai: Ah! Bitch!

Tai Lung and Shen: *turn their heads sharply towards the sound*

Kai rubs his head in pain: Hey, girls. Why are we shouting?

Tai Lung: ...

Shen: ...

Kai: ...

Kai: ?

Shen: WHY DON'T YOU BEND OVER?!

Tai Lung: YES.

Kai: WHY ARE YOU YELLING AT ME?!

*****************3 hours later*********************

They lie in the dark and try to sleep.

Tai Lung irritated: Fuck... Shen, for the sake of fucking dumplings, lie down normally and sleep!

Shen: I can't! I'm cold!

Kai: Then lie down with me! I'm warm. You could even say I'm hot~

Shen: Ew. Never.

Kai: Okay.

...

Shen: *silently crawls under the blanket to Kai*

Kai: Hehe

Shen: Shut up.

Tai Lung: YES SHUT UP.

Meanwhile at the spirit realm. Kai, Tai lung and Shen all lived together in the same bright-yellow, cozy, cottagecore apartment. And that they're the worst types of roommates with eachother to ever exist

The sink is clogged in furball (thx TL)

Shen doesn't wash the dishes

Kai occasionally ruins the ceiling with his large horns

Its canon, DreamWorks told me.

Okay, honestly, I'm shocked.

You guys are so cute, I just can't! I will try to write a fanfiction as soon as possible!

I want to write a fanfiction where Donald finally talks to Scrooge, and this stupid miser finally apologizes to him

But I do not know if it is worth it, because I will definitely touch on Donald's love of wearing women's clothes....

Весна... А знаете, что это значит? Правильно. Линька.

Линька у Шеня:

Он каждое утро и вечер прихорашивает самого себя, вычёсывает клювом и расчёстками. На это уходят примерно два часа, так как он очень нежен и аккуратен с самим собой, стараясь, чтобы осталось минимум старых перьев.

К счастью, хвосты павлинов выпадают в конце лета, но он всё равно очень осторожен, когда дело доходит до нижней части тела.

Линька у Тай Лунга:

"Вообще похуй."

Ему всё равно на количество шерсти, которое падает с него, он просто подметёт грязный пол.

Практически не вычёсывается, только когда погода и настроение хорошие. Но из-за Шеня начал делать это чаще (один раз в неделю).

Специально ведёт себя как упрямый ребёнок, чтобы Шень сам его причесал и прихорошил

In fact, I invented it myself, so there is nothing on this ship except my acc 😅

I have a lot of headcannons about them! For example, that they like to do origami on Sundays and love cooking, but in order not to get fat, they do sports, like jogging in the morning and the usual push-ups and squats in the evenings.

I may have invented this ship from scratch, but there's nothing I can do except just love these two!

Hey! I've seen your work with Pete a couple of times and I really liked it! (I mean, how can you not love this asshole?)

I wanted to ask you what you think about the DonPete ship? It's just that I've recently become very addicted to it..

Hi! Aaaaa thank you, so glad people enjoy my Pete stuff! ✨

Hmm, I gotta say I dont know much of this ship! I haven't seen any Donald x Pete stuff, so its quite a new concept for me🤔

As a thought the ship sounds intriguing! Id love to hear where this ship comes from, is there any media that sparks it? Or some headcanons for this ship? I could believe they have a funky situationship, they do banter a lot!

Donald: Na-ah-AH!!

Donald: You will NOT talk like this to my Arakuni child, three nieces who are not my own nieces, but the nieces of my ex-girlfriend, my Spanish boyfriend, my Brazilian boyfriend, my pet bear, my baby goddess, my distant grandfather, the distant grandfather of my Spanish boyfriend and the distant grandfather of my Brazilian boyfriend. Do you understand me?!

Ari, April, May, June, Jose, Panchito, Humphrey, Don Dugo, Pascoal Papagiao and Gallus Maximus: Mhhmmm.

Felldrake: What.

Sheldgoose hugging Leopold: Why can't you love us too?!

Felldrake: What!?

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.

________________________________________________

— 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.

Me: I haven’t seen original ducktales in a while I should watch some episodes!

*Donald leaves for the navy in the first episode*

Me:

Sorry guys, but I think I'll skip day 2 and day 3.

I don't really understand what I can write ಥ_ಥ

Scrooge blushed a bit and frowned, clearly embarrassed by his overreaction. He nodded and looked towards the path to Dawson. “Ready to leave?” She stared at his profile and tried not to be amazed by the way the sunlight glowed around him every time he stood outside. “...yeah.”

The King of the Klondike in a different light ☀️

Second of three Klondike drawings for @lettheladylead's running in circles, this moment coming from chapter 7 and from Goldie's POV. More lighting fun in the sun because I got hooked on that line! XD (Seriously, I learned a lot with this one, so thank you for the inspiration!)

Tomorrow: more glowy action. That's all I'll say. 😏