and especially donald

so someone has leaked information about trump’s phone call with mexico’s president last week, and it’s equal parts terrifying and embarrassing

mr. pissboy in charge reportedly told the mexican president “i don’t need the mexicans. i don’t need mexico,” and “we are going to build the wall and you all are going to pay for it, like it or not”. which is bad enough, but then trump really outshitted himself by suggesting that unless mexico were able to combat drug trafficking, he would send US troops to take care of it

if this is true, the american president literally just threatened to invade an allied country. let that fucking sink in for a while

Sketched a science boy and a good boy having tea between other projects. :3c

Della living in Donald’s house boat in @donaldtheduckdad’s Lost Twin AU tears me up inside. I really wasn’t planning to write anything with school and all (catching up on HW due tomorrow), so take it as a spur of the moment kind of thing. 

The searches have ceased. This doesn’t surprise her. There are no signs, no traces of survival or death, and this gives Della some hope. If it’s worth anything.

His house boat is left untouched. For this, she is grateful. Afraid to leave an imprint on anything, she huddles the boys in their stroller. Donald’s always hated that.  

She checks the refrigerator. There’s food in there. It’ll go bad if she doesn’t eat or get rid of it, and as she’s tosses an moldy cucumber, expired milk, and Grandma Duck’s preserved figs, she sees them.

At a loss of words she pulls them out and set them on the counter. They’re so simple, so innocent really, and the exact kind she’s needed. She doesn’t even remember asking for them, but Donald has them ready anyways.  

A hiccup. And another. A sharp gasp passes through her lips, and she covers her hand with her eyes. 

An agitated moan alerts her, and she turns around to see Huey, bundled beside his brothers, starting to cry. Right. It’s after twelve. They haven’t had lunch yet.

“Oh baby, Momma’s sorry,” she coos, and she moves to hold him, knowing his cries are usually the softest but will easily wake his brothers in no time. She thinks quickly and goes to the drawer where the can opener is.

“Don’t worry, Uncle Donald bought us some milk.” She twists the pointed metal onto the can of baby formula, “It’s good and healthy, you know. Especially made with soy, just for you baby.”

“And Uncle Donald bought us bottles.” Shiny, new, and so very clean, they’re different from the store bought kind, and as she mixes the oatmeal baby grains with the formula she wonders where Donald got them, “He’s always been good about that — thinking ahead.”

She shakes the bottle firmly, watching as the grains and formula mix together, and she focuses on Dewey, not on the ghost now haunting the place. 

“Momma’s here, Momma’s coming,” she kneels in front him and presses the nipple to his mouth. He latches on tightly. She smiles weakly, “Yeah, Uncle Donald said he’d take care of you.”

He did say that. She is not exaggerating. He said he would, and she believed him. 

“Dewey doesn’t like to be held that way,” before she can react, he takes the infant from her arms and rests him on his stomach, using his hands to balance his bottom and back, “now, now, you’re alright, Uncle Donald’s got you.”

Her loudest boy is quiet and content, and she sits in the chair with the other two, stunned speechless. 

“He was always better at this kind of stuff,” she feels the tears passing along her cheeks but does not seem to realize she’s crying. A disconnection has occurred, and she raises Huey from his stroller, patting on his back as she gently rocks him.

“I don’t know what to do, Donnie,” she weeps softly, “I don’t know what to do.”

Waves roll with wild abandon underneath her, swallowing her tears. 

I wanted to try treasure planet coloring and oops I love doing it

So the Pens went to the White House...

Granted, I expected it to be a waaay bigger shitshow, but in the end it was just the weirdest cringe-fest ever. Want some highlights?

  • well, everyone just looked… a whole lot uncomfortable. Which is unsurprising, given the enormous public backlash the team had to face in the past weeks. But still. You could basically see the clenched buttcheeks.
  • The Pittsburgh Penguins official Twitter was completely silent, and so was their Instagram. Weird…
  • You will also notice that Sidney Crosby was nowhere near Donald Trump. Which is odd, because last year…

But this year - well, let’s just say it was a bit of a “Where is Waldo” situation. Find the Sidney in the sea of constipated looking white dudes:

Btw, he is on the far right. Just like the president. (Heyyooooooo!)

  • In fact you might notice that only officials from the Penguins were surrounding the president. Probably a last minute effort to shield the players from any backlash. Not that it helps. You know what would have helped? Not going to see a white supremacist!!! 

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Oh well, moving on:

  • “Man, can you play,” Trump said of Crosby. “Sidney do you know how to win or what? Look at him, he’s shy.”

(I seriously hope Sidney Crosby was just as uncomfortable as me during this!)

  • Donald Trump started his “speech” by pointing out that everybody wanted to be there today. Thirty men with frozen smiles in the background. Cue clenched buttcheeks clenching even harder.
  • Aaaand of course it wouldn’t be old Donny Horndog if he didn’t say something derogatory about women. Lovely.

Oh yeah, Trump also called the Pens “true patriots”, even though only 9 players are actually American, couldn’t pronounce Evgeni Malkin’s name (which is embarrassing, especially since Donald has had SO MANY opportunities to work on his Russian pronounciation. Vladimir will be terribly disappointed!) and said something about how handsome the Penguins were, which was oddly homoerotic. And not even in a good way?! I dunno, it was strange.

If you can stomach a lot of uncomfortable nonsense, go watch the video of the entire ceremony. I had to click through it, because I was scared of dying from second-hand embarassment. So I might have missed a lot of bullshit… No regrets.

I know most of us lament the lack of ‘globetrotting’ episodes in the new Ducktales but honestly you know what I really want? A slice of life episode. Like all set in the mansion and houseboat. I just wanna see a what normal day is like for them. Nothing too exciting just chilling and all that. @ Disney hmu with that domestic shit. I need it.

Donald Duck learned so much in one episode. Ducktales proved he’s smart, capable, brave, and quick on his feet when he has to be. He’s so much more than the angry sailor hardly anyone can understand. 

He realized that he can’t always be around to protect his nephews. He also knows these boys are going to get in trouble whether he’s around or not, and how he’s been raising them hasn’t been the best for them. He admits Scrooge can teach them to get out of trouble, just as he’ll teach them to get out of trouble, and the appreciative smile on Scrooge’s face sold it for me.

Going off on S.S. Della because this is her first animated appearance, she wasn’t even seen in the nephew’s debut short, because her disappearance is most likely caused the rift between Scrooge and Donald. I’ll like to see how they come to grips with their loss, raising the boys, and her possible return later in the show. 

Family is a major theme of the show, and I’m loving all that they’ve done with the characters, especially Donald. He deserves this. 

me: hey but what if scrooge hid the stuff about della and esPECIALLY the letter from donald to avoid him living with the unbearing truth that his sister is a traitor

my brain: you better stop right there

me: AND what would donald do if he discovered the room and the letter??? he would be destroyed. he would realize he hated wrongfully his uncle this whole time

my brain:

yo please stop

What went down in Rogercop
  • Tom: hi all so I'm a baker and I'm serving you food
  • Roger: hi all so I'm a cop and I'm serving you all an arrest warrant
  • André: hi all so I'm the mayor and chill the f**k out Roger, don't arrest anyone
  • Plagg: this gold metal thing is probably cheese
  • Chloé: someone stole my bling!
  • André: OK NOW IT'S ON!
  • Roger: can I arrest all the little f**kers
  • André: please do
  • Tom: whoa hold up!
  • Chloé: I accuse Marinette
  • Marinette: and I accuse Nathaniel
  • Nathaniel: and I accuse—
  • Chloé: shut up Nathaniel
  • Nathaniel: :(
  • Plagg: it was MEEEEE
  • Adrien: lemme guess, you thought it was cheese
  • Plagg: hey at least I'm consistent
  • André: Roger arrest this problematic teen
  • Roger: but what if she's Ladybug?
  • André: you're fired
  • Hawkmoth: hey Roger it seems you're looking for new employment
  • Roger: gimme a flying car and a bad attitude
  • Hawkmoth: you got it bro
  • André: find out who stole Chloé's bracelet or I'm shutting down the education system
  • Mr. Damocles: that sounds kinda Trumpian
  • André: ouch that's hurtful
  • Rogercop: *bursts through door*
  • Rogercop: HEY GUYS
  • Mr. Damocles: out of all the times people have smashed my door this was by far the coolest
  • André: the justice system is out of line to challenge the will of the mayor
  • Mr. Damocles: yep that's Trumpian
  • André: dammit!
  • Ladybug: and we really have to defend that guy?
  • Chat Noir: afraid so
  • Ladybug: *attacks*
  • Rogercop and Ladybug: *serious debate about ethics and justice*
  • Ladybug: thanks for sharing your thoughts
  • Rogercop: this debate will still be in the English dub right?
  • Ladybug: yeah sure
  • Rogercop: *leaves in a flying car*
  • Ladybug: *chases car*
  • Ladybug: *falls to her death*
  • Chat Noir: welp
  • Rogercop: now André imma mind control you and take over the city
  • André: but I won the popular vote against that knight guy and so this gives me a mandate to f**k s**t up
  • Rogercop: seriously stop it you're freaking me out
  • Ladybug: I'm still alive
  • Chat Noir: and I just did a cool dance while beating up a bunch of goons, illuminated by the light of the Eiffel Tower
  • Ladybug: stop one-upping me Chat Noir
  • Rogercop: *fights and loses*
  • Ladybug: bye bye little butterfly
  • André: so you're gonna find my daughter's bracelet right?
  • Ladybug: *punches André in the f**king face*

Mulder: Trust no one.

Also Mulder: Why yes I do use a smartphone that could easily be installed with a tracking device as well as other ways people could spy on me, why do you ask?

(Also there’s no way Trump becomes president in the X-Files universe. He’d spill the beans about the alien conspiracy on DAY ONE. Then he would deny he ever even mentioned it. While also not understanding it.)