Pete - Blog Posts

Marlene: you’re a fucking coward and I would have never done this to you. I would have never done this to you.

You know what we don’t talk about enough?

The very real possibility that Bradley’s middle name is Pete…

Cannot even begin to explain what Pete Alonso means to me. First the fact that he’s the original piece of a rebuild (shoves nimmo to the side) but also something I just love about Pete is how uncool he is. Like he’s the most earnest, dorky, doofus who cares SO MUCH in a world where people will really resent you for giving a fuck and giving a fuck visibly and it deeply resonates with me. I also adore that he’s a weeb for New York

Minishot for DonPete!

It's an ordinary evening at the House of Mouse.

The whole team was standing at the reception desk, on their long-awaited half-hour break. Well... More precisely, almost the whole team.

— Hey, what's the big idea?! — A familiar sullen and irritated quacking voice rang out.

Tired, Mickey perked up almost instantly and hurried to his friend.

— Donald, I'm so happy to see you! — Mouse reached out his arms to Donald to hug him, but stopped. Slowly, his eyes widened in shock.

Donald looked at his friends irritably with his hands on his hips, like an angry mom. But it wasn't his friend's angry expression that confused Mickey, not even his grove shirt, but... Hair?

— I hope you didn't call me back from vacation because you missed me. — Donald grumbled and walked closer to the group, crossing his arms over his chest. Noticing the strange looks of his friends, he lifted one, puzzled and indignant. — What?

— Squeak! — Mickey shuddered and swallowed quickly, coming to his senses. — Oh, nothing, it's just... — He started gesticulating strangely, trying to find the words so as not to offend Donald.

— Do you have hair? — ... But Goofy beat him to it..

Donald's eyes widened at the question, but then he frowned, crossing his arms over his chest.

— Of course I am! — He growled irritably, looking sternly at Goofy. — Did you think I was bald?

— Yes, actually! — Goofy nodded confidently while Daisy facepalmed.

Minnie took a deep breath to stifle her laughter and put her hand on the shoulder of the boiling duck.

— Calm down, Donny, Goofy just isn't used to what you have... Hairstyle. — She smiled reassuringly and a little awkwardly. — We all, actually...

Donald slowly calmed down from his girl friend's touch and her words and nodded.

— That's so..

— By the way, what's the point? — Daisy suddenly asked. She leaned forward, crossing her arms and leaning on the counter, one eyebrow raised in interest. — I mean, it's just impossible to grow hair that long in three days.

— Oh, yeah. — Donald nodded, twirling a lock of his curly and blond hair around his finger. — I asked Gyro to buy me shampoo, and he inadvertently gave me his invention, a shampoo for growing hair. And in the end, it worked.

All the friends nodded, accepting the explanation, knowing all too well that it was true.

— Can I touch your hair? They look so soft! — Minnie asked.

— Why, of course. — Donald shrugged his shoulders and almost immediately the mouse grabbed the duck's hair.. In a good way, she started feeling and stroking them.

Daisy rested her chin on her palm, watching the tenderness of her friend and ex and chuckled.

— You know.. I thought your hair would be straight, not curly. — She got a puzzled look from Donald with her comment.

Donald snorted and rolled his eyes at Daisy's comment and slapped Mickey's hand, forbidding him to touch his hair.

— You've seen my mom, Daisy, on the contrary, you should expect my hair to be curly. — He crossed his arms over his chest, looking critically at his ex.

Their bickering would have continued, but they were interrupted by new acquaintances..

— Well, well, well!~ — With a whist and a teasing greeting, none other than everyone's favorite (gay) Mortimer entered the club's doors! — I received a message about my dear friends' little problems and couldn't help but come.. And see! — he burst into laughter, which sounded comical because of his sibilance.

Pete came in behind him and grinned dirty, looking at the five friends. However, his smile faded when he noticed Donald. His ears drooped slightly, and his eyes stared at the duck, absorbing every detail without taking their eyes off for a second.

His target shifted uncomfortably and turned around, looking at the cat with a puzzled expression.

— What? — Don grunted rudely, feeling himself... a little embarrassed under Pete's gaze.

— You pretty. — Pete said bluntly, without hesitation and without taking his eyes off the duck, unconsciously attracting the attention of the others.

Donald was startled to hear these words. His eyes widened in surprise as a bright blush began to fill his cheeks.

— You... — Duck swallowed and looked down at the floor, tugging at the end of a lock of his hair. — Really think so?..

Pete nodded confidently. All this time, he did not take his eyes off the former sailor, practically devouring him with his eyes.

— Yeah.. Yes. — He nodded several times, confirming his words. — You like... The most beautiful mermaid what can be live...

Donald's eyes widened again upon hearing these words. He raised his head to meet Pete's gaze.

— Yeah? — He asked uncertainly, feeling his face start to burn brighter. After receiving another nod, Duck smiled gently and giggled. — Why, thank you... — He rubbed his neck in embarrassment, keeping eye contact with the big cat. — It's... The nicest thing so... You ever told me...

Donald coughed into his fist and still looked away.

— So... Anyway.. — He closed his eyes and opened them again, looking at Pete again, who continued to stare at the duck as if he was something beautiful — Thank you. I'm serious.

A slow smile began to grow on Pete's lips. Uncharacteristic of him.. gentle. As well as the soft look in his eyes.

— I just told the truth, don't take it too personally. — he shrugged casually, grinning with amusement. — Just warn me next time, or the shock will make me too cute. I need to keep my reputation. — A hoarse laugh came from the cat's throat as he pointed a finger pistol at Don.

The duck himself giggled and rolled his eyes. His usual cocky and confident expression appeared on his face. However, he didn't have time to reply..

— No! — Mickey's loud and hysterical scream rang out abruptly. Mouse quickly grabbed Donald and dragged him into the depths of the club at arm's length. — Nah-ah!

Pete remained standing while his mind slowly caught up with the unexpected scenario twist.

The remaining friends were also perplexed, but they quickly followed the suddenly flashing mouse anyway, leaving Mortimer and Pete alone with each other.

— Well.. — Mortimer mumbled, giving up trying to understand his opponent's sudden outburst. He crossed his arms over his chest, glaring at Pete, raising one eyebrow. — I didn't know that you and Donald could not try to break each other up for more than... five minutes.

Pete chuckled, taking out another cigarette and lighting it.

— Well, you know what they say? My best friend is my sworn enemy. — he took a step back, ceasing to be a support for the rat, which caused it to fall to the floor with a squeak.

Donald: What if I'm actually a terrible uncle? Or a terrible nephew or a sibling? Or maybe all together? I always try hard, but what if it's not enough? Or I'm trying in vain.. The kids have a great mom, cousins and Della have great lives and they don't need me in them. And Uncle Scrooge probably hates me at all, I'm not a businessman or an adventurer. I'm just a duck with terrible luck who can't stay in one job for more than three months...

Pete: Okay, for the record: no fucking coffee or tea before bedtime.

TRICK OR TREAT!

What about everyone's favorite cat Pete?

P.s.: I hope you have fun in Halloween 💕🦆💙

Ohhhhh, @polina-me, that's such a cute costume you're wearing! Here don't forget to have some candy.

Halloween is coming soon! What if Pete told scary stories to Mickey and Goofy (and maybe someone else) and everyone would be scared, but Donald was calm as hell. And when would you ask him: "Donald, what the hell? You're usually the first one to jump out of the feathers!" Donald is like, "I was there. It won't work a second time"

And also the hard headcanon that Pete and Donald served together

Your drawing of Pete is so cute! I always smile when I see your posts in the recommendations! (≡^∇^≡)

May I ask: how do you see Donald and Pete's friendship? I just ship them, but I'm interested in the opinion of other Donald and Pete fans

HIIII THANKS!!! I see them as Pete making Donald mad knowingly, I see that Donald may be the one of the trio who's less excited to be Pete's friend and actually tries to avoid him but oh well gjslagk

Your drawing of Pete is so cute! I always smile when I see your posts in the recommendations! (≡^∇^≡)

May I ask: how do you see Donald and Pete's friendship? I just ship them, but I'm interested in the opinion of other Donald and Pete fans

HIIII THANKS!!! I see them as Pete making Donald mad knowingly, I see that Donald may be the one of the trio who's less excited to be Pete's friend and actually tries to avoid him but oh well gjslagk

Two types of my favorite bird×cat trails:

TaiShen: Both are traumatized, not loved by their parents; they overcome their complexes and boundaries for each other; they are so cute and comfortable that it is hard to believe that they committed the most terrible crimes.

DonPete: Both are traumatized because of their relatives and do not know if they are loved or not; don't give a shit about complexes and feel incredibly free with each other; at the same time two chaotic trouble makers and two calm ones; the language of love: words, physical touches, food, music, just spending time with each other; everyone hates their couple But they don 't care

Scrooge: Oh, that damn black cat! I am completely sure that this "vacation" is just an excuse to take advantage of my poor, little, pathetic, stupid, sweet, pure and immaculate nephew!

At this time

Pete and Donald: *They fish, cook and make origami together. They kiss very, very, very much and are so very comfortable and sweet that it is simply impossible, especially with Pete's character.*

Donald: .. And that's how I learned to fluff my tail without hands. Of course, I didn't use this skill much, but hey! It's cute.

Pete, who realized halfway through the story that he liked Donald's voice and didn't listen to everything else, wondering when and how he managed to fall in love with this quacking madness: Yeah... I bet it is...

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.

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— 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.

no one touch me or my comic relief characters ever again 😤

Scrooge kicks down the door: Are you fucking sex?!

Pete doing origami with Donald: Do we? Duckie, why didn't you tell me? I would put down the paper.

Look what I did in Picrew

And this is about my agent AU

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!

Pete: :3

Donald: I'm not gonna call you "Good kitty", Pete. You bullied Mickey again!

Pete: :(

Donald: ...

Donald: But your origami is good... Good kitty.

Pete: ^^³

Droogs genderbend

I need to draw more Pete

“Pete your feet are too big!” I love these comic’s, absolutely a treasure from my early childhood.

Something interesting that I’ve noticed is that Natalie is one of the only people who hasn’t given her thoughts on Carmy and Claire together. We’ve seen most of the people in Carms life give positive reactions and approval to Carmy and Claire, going as far as trying to push Carmy towards Claire i.e the Christmas ep with Mikey and Richie trying to antagonize him about seeing her and Fak willingly giving up his number. Nat’s one of the few people who hasn’t given their insight on Carmy and Claire’s relationship as a whole, besides being somewhat glad he’s socializing with someone outside of the restaurant. I’m hoping this leads to them having a conversation in s3 where they talk about whether he’s truly happy with Claire and Nat being the only person who can see that he’s not. I feel as though Carmy and Syd share a similar relationship to Nat and Pete, Syd and Pete being the one person who isn’t tied to their past, the ones who see all of their damage and want them anyways. And I think Nat sees this too, that Syd is to Carmy as Pete is to Nat. I hope she tells him to do what makes him happy and be with someone who makes him happy and not the person everybody thinks he should be with.