#Ma otter

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Emmet Otter's Jug-Band Christmas (1977)

[ng5132]

Muppet Fanarts Part 1

[animatronicdoozer]

I’m going to force my family to whatch emmet otters jug band Christmas this December hehehe

[thewizardofschnoz]

Merry Christmas <3

[gummyartstradingcards]

[suzukiblu]

Ko-fi thank-you sentences for @primtheamazing, @beatrice-otter, @qwertynerd97, and LadyLeocadia, who all picked the same WIP; Kara gets to Earth on time and the Kents get a two-for-one special on free kids.

Ma and Pa take her and Kal to a quaint little brick building and lead them inside. It's full of things Kara can't identify, but also racks and racks of clothes and dishware and furniture. She's briefly bewildered by the place, unsure if it's just a very unusual tailor shop or . . . what, exactly. Then she realizes–Smoll-Veel is a Laborer settlement, so this is probably just a clothing shop. She's never been to one before–the House of El always uses tailors–but Laborers must wear through their clothes much faster and need replacements for those clothes much faster, so of course they wouldn't always have time to wait for a tailor, when they just need to get back to work. And Laborers' work clothes must be much plainer than most tailors would be interested in making anyway, really. No demonstration of skill or fashion or anything similar. Nothing to really interest a real Artisan.

Ma guides Kara through the oddly-arranged racks of clothing and starts taking different items off them, and Pa disappears somewhere else when Kara is distracted by a particularly soft and pretty dress that Ma holds up to her. It worries her for a moment, for no good reason. Like he's just vanished from the universe and won't ever come back; like he's just dust and ash and dead and gone–

Kara forces herself not to think about it and smiles at Ma, who smiles back. Kal burbles and tries to stick his whole fist in his mouth, and Ma laughs fondly at the sight. Kara wants to cry. Instead she presses a kiss to his hair and holds him just a tiny, tiny bit tighter. He giggles and smacks her in the face with his spit-sticky hand.

She needs to take care of him. Needs to protect him. Needs to keep him safe.

He's the only thing she has left to keep safe.

The only thing she has left at all, except for their smashed-up ships and the clothes she came here wearing and the blanket he's all wrapped up in.

Kara tries not to think too much, and smiles at another pretty dress as Ma holds it up too. Ma picks out a few more things–a skirt or two, a pair of pants made of the same sturdy blue material as the jacket Kara's wearing, some strange tops with very short sleeves–and it's all soft and unstructured and very peculiar-looking, to be honest, but it seems to please Ma to pick them out with her and also beggars really can't be choosers.

And Kara does think the dresses are pretty.

Pa comes back with his arms full of–toys, maybe? They look like toys. Kara blinks in confusion. Why is he . . .

Pa holds up one of the toys, a soft little thing that looks a bit like a dog and is even white and floppy-eared like Krypto was, and offers it to Kal. His little face lights up in unabashed delight as he reaches for it, and Kara nearly cries.

Kal squishes the toy in a hug and then starts chewing on one of those floppy ears. Kara nearly cries again.

Ma and Pa really are just that kind, she thinks. Feeding them and giving her clothes is already so much, but they didn't need to offer Kal a toy. That's . . .

They didn't need to do that.

Or any of this.

Ma makes an approving sound; Pa looks pleased. Kal coos happily at his toy.

Kara keeps not crying, but it's getting harder and harder to manage.

She can't possibly repay them for this. They must know that. How could she? She's not from this planet; she doesn't speak its language or know anything about it. She can try to be another "Kent" for them, maybe, but that's all she could possibly do: basic Laborer work, not even anything specialized. Certainly nothing with any real experience necessary to it.

And even if she did, it'd be more so she could take care of Kal than to repay them anyway, so . . .

She doesn't understand why they're being so kind.

Ma takes the pile of clothes and leads the way to a little row of curtained doors off to the side of the shop. Kara isn't sure, for a moment, but thinks–are they fitting rooms, maybe? Though there aren't any tailors in them, when she peeks into the one Ma is hanging up all those clothes in. She can only assume she's just supposed to try them on and see if they fit. Which seems like a time-consuming process, really, but is admittedly much less time-consuming than a tailor making a full wardrobe's worth of custom pieces from scratch.

Kara takes Kal into the fitting room with her and tries on the clothes while he plays with his new toy, and she can mostly breathe as long as she keeps an eye on him. She probably should've left him outside with Ma and Pa instead of having him sit on the floor in here while she goes through all the clothes one by one, but with the curtain drawn she wouldn't have been able to see him and then . . .

She exhales. Tries on another skirt. It's pretty. Soft and shapeless, but with interesting pleats in it and a bright blue and yellow pattern.

She thinks her mother would've liked it, and then tries not to think.

She's been trying not to think a lot, at this point.

Kal is so little. So small and defenseless and she's not even come of age, technically, she's only–

Well, no, Kara realizes. She must be sixteen by now. After the sleep-stasis in the ship on the way here . . .

She swallows. Reaches for another skirt to try on. It's pink.

She's sixteen, and her parents are dead.

She's sixteen and her parents have been dead.

And so are Kal’s, and she's the only thing he has in the universe.

Kal giggles. Baps her leg with his soft toy and makes a playful growling sound.

Kara buries her face in the skirt and sobs in silence, all hitched breaths and messy, painful tears.

She wants her mom.

[teedeekay]

Have you ever seen the outtakes from this one "Emmet Otter's Jug-Band Christmas" scene where they had "some trouble" with a drum? 😂 Frank Oz performs Ma Otter and provides her voice, which was later dubbed over by the lady that voices her in the film.

[iam-lnt]

for some reason "ma meilleure ennemie" sounds better than directly translating it into "my better enemy" idk why; and "je t'aime je te quitte" is such a fucking vibeeeee

[spacedykez]

man. i hate society sometimes. i wish i wasn't afraid of waking up one day to a friend's suicide note

[givemegifs]

[heylinfanclub]

Pink Pony Club on repeat got me WANNA DANCE LIKE ITS THE CLUB but alas. I am at the fair convention center CHILLIN. Head bobs and doodles it is.

I did ballet as a kid. Unitards aren’t half bad. In a way. Very Gender to me. Sure it outlines my bod, a bod I frequently find fault in, but it’s kinda more of an Embrace when I hear this song. Like a Drag Outfit. Obviously I’d make it More Awesome with time. (Gotta SERVE ya know?) plus idk. The longer I’m on T, the more I feel secure in my body’s shape and (AND FUZZ). I’m like a NB microbear.

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Emmet Otter's Jug-Band Christmas (1977)

[idkfitememate]

little thought came into mine!

what if Otter!creator and Boar!creator meet each other?

Both of them will just be look at each and then nod, as if their understand each others exprience or or bonding with each other, I mean this is a other person! other person in your era/world, would anyone be wasting this? hell no, so yeah, Even tho theres two creators, mean doubles chaos and mischief, and their besties now. (Their kinda like Sun and Moon duo)

Otter anon🦦

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૮꒰˶ᵔ ᗜ ᵔ˶꒱ა Pairings : GN! Boar Reader & GN! Otter Reader x Fontaine

૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა W.K. : 433

໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১ Tags/CW&TW : fluff, crack

‘Damn Fontaine is nice.’

That was the only thing on the boars mind. Completely oblivious to the people rushing away from their painted form.

Just walking around… eating some flowers… drinking from fountains… having a good day.

Naturally this random boar in the city was causing some problems for the people, especially since the melusine and meka seemingly refused to attack or get rid of it at least.

Unfortunately, Furina and Neuvillette were the only ones available, and they didn’t want to leave their ˈbābē behind… so off they went.

“This is work unfit for a god!” “Of course.” “Why are there no guards on duty able to take care of this issue?” “I am unsure, Lady Furina.” “This is ridiculous.” “It is.” “I’m so sorry you are forced to see this, ma raison d’être.” “As am I, ma raison de vivre.”

This small back and forth banter continued until they reached the boar, which was sitting on its haunches watching Coppelia & Coppelius spin gracefully across the floor.

“Aha! There you are you scoundrel! How dare you desecrate the peace of my beautiful nation!” As Furina continued to rant on and on, Neuvillette noticed that the boar only stared at their darling otter.

And they continued to stare at them.

‘How come you got to be pampered!?’ - Boar

‘Cause I’m fucking adorable, look at me!~’ - Otter

‘That is such bullshit man…’ - Boar

‘Well, nice to know we’re not alone?’ - Otter

‘…. Yeah. It is.’ - Boar

‘ :3 ‘ - Otter

‘ :) ‘ - Boar

The otter jumped off their place from Neuvillette’s shoulder - causing both Sovereign and Archon to jump and make noises of shock - and ran to the boar, both nuzzling each other.

‘Yo you gotta leave tho cuz their gonna kill you’ - Otter

‘… I’m not shocked, talk to you later?’ - Boar

‘Hell yeah! Bye bye!’ - Otter

‘Bye dude!’ - Boar

After a couple of seconds of staring, the boar shook off their hilichurl mask and pushed it towards the shiny otter. Doing the same, the otter took off their hat and placed it on the painted boar’s head. The boar snorted before pressing their snout to the otters head, causing a giggle like chitter to erupt from their throat. The boar then wandered off, walking towards an exit from the city.

The otter picked up the mask and wandered back to a gobsmacked Neuvillette and Furina. Quickly being picked up by the dragon, both hydro users looked at each other as the otter snuggled in his grip with the mask.

“What… just happened?” “I am… unsure, Lady Furina.”

໒꒰ྀི˶˙Ⱉ˙˶꒱ྀིა Author’s note :

Boar!Creator 🤝 Otter!Creator

Chaos is the only true form of affection

They visit on weekends, and parents share custody. On weekends both are in Mond under Vento’s care and during the week they’re in Fontaine under Furina’s care. ꒰ᐢ. ̫ .ᐢ꒱

[reallemonmeat]

srry for being a reblog junkie as of late . im working on a LOT of art things.

ok fine ill post my Jam Fortress 2 doodles.

Animal Jam Classic + TF2

Sniper - Great Horned Owl

Medic - Deer

Spy - Fox

Heavy - Polar Bear

Demo - Snow Leopard

Engie - Clydesdale Horse

Soldier - Tiger

Pyro - Raccoon

Scout - Fennec Fox

Ms Pauling - Coyote

Administrator - Direwolf

Saxton Hale - Sabertooth

Scout's ma - Fennec Fox

animal jam server im in ate this up so i hope tumblr likes it too

currently im trying to make full renders of them in the official AJC artstyle, which takes forever. so far I only got scout's ma's head and im starting spy's.

(me rambling about my animal choices in the undercut)

I decided Saxton and Administrator would be the 2 extinct/big animals of AJC because not only did I think it would fit their statuses, but also keeping their designs too. For Saxton, I thought a kangaroo would be too obvious "funny australia guy ahahajaj" I even looked up if sabertooths were ever in australlia or smth and it said remains were foind there so...

Ms Pauling is a coyote, not just because I think it would fit her, but also because I wanted her to be in the same family as The Administrator.

Soldier is a tiger instead of an eagle for the same reason Saxton Hale is a Sabertooth. TOO OBVIOUS and fits their build more. you can have pet eagles in game too so he'll be fineee

Sniper is a Great Horned Owl because the model in game makes it look like they have side burns. Also because of Sir (S)hootsalot obviously, but this time it also fits since 1. owls seem very good for a sniping job and 2. that boy is from new zealand his ass would NOT be a kangaroo!!!1!1!!1!

Scout + family where the ones i struggled with the most. My partner suggested Spy to be a deer as it fits his design. Sure, but then what could I make scout? Certainly not another deer, as I dont want it to be obvious theyre related, and the only of cervidae in ajc is a Moose. How about a cat? Cheetahs are fast like scout, but then what would spy be? none of the other cats fit him. Maybe Spy a cheetah and scout a lynx? No,, it would be strange. Otter and Skunk?? No....

Foxes are better!! Because foxes and sly, so that fits spy. AJC also recently-ish released fennec foxes, which are smaller more playful foxes ITS PERFECTTTT

so of course, I made scout's ma a fennec too. This way it would also balance the parents out to the kid and also not make it obvious that spy has anything to do with scout. YIPPEEE!!!

oh also the Mann brothers are oldshit hyenas lol

the rest shouls be obvious but not in a crazy way,, either for their region/other affiliations or just their looks and personality.

[atoriid]

Plushie or your Lover?

-drabble-

summary: your giant Leisurely otter plushie has arrived…Neuvillette is not impressed

incl.: established relationship, pet names, crack, fluff, unspecified gender for reader, 5ft tall otter plushie, jealousy jealousy, unspecified time stamp

pairing/s: Neuvillette x gn!reader

warning/s: none

note: got bored and I thought why not?

For as long as you remember, your partner, Neuvillette, has always reminded you of cute little sea otters…er well not that Neuvillette was particularly small; on the contrary he’s tall. And so it was only fitting when you impulsively purchased a sea otter plushie you choose the largest option there is.

Once Neuvillete caught wind of this; he was, unsurprisingly, not pleased with such purchase. It also does not add to the fact that this seemingly absurd plushie is now  comfortably tucked in your side of the bed.

“Dear…must you keep that thing beside you even in bed?” The said thing is currently being cuddled by you instead of your very much jealous lover.

With a serious tone you answered, “Why yes and for your information this thing is named Monsieur Vivi; he demands respect and cuddles.”

Neuvillette face palmed, what? It even has a name?!  “And I demand your constant attention and cuddles” 

As you connected the dots, a sly smirk crawled onto your lips. You pulled the plush closer. “Oh but I have Monsieur Vivi to spoil.”

“Ma chérie, hand it over.” Neuvillette’s eyes narrowed, gaze filled with jealousy as he grabbed the poor otter’s arm. You immediately tighten your hold unwilling to surrender.

“Nooo” You tried your hardest to win this game of tug, but none can win against a very jealous Neuvillette. With one powerful tug, he finally managed to toss it away. “Noooo, Darling dearest whyyyyy!”

You tried to slip out of the duvet, but Neuvillette had a good reflex and grabbed you by your waist, pulling you back to lay down. 

You turned to look at him, eyes glazed with unshed tears. “Mon amour…why did you do that to my plushie?”

Neuvillette scoffed, “Why settle for a mere plush when here I am right in front of you?”

You couldn’t help but giggle. So cute~

“If I really must…” You cuddled up to him nuzzling your face onto his neck. “I shall give all my attention and cuddles to you~”

“Good.” He said as he kissed your hair, shifting positions to get more comfortable.

“And yes, Monsieur Vivi is a permanent resident in this household.”

“Darling dearest-”

“No buts”

“I-”

“You cannot sweet talk your way this time, waterboy~”

With his quick thinking, he swiftly pushed you and mustered every bit of cuteness inside him, channelling it into his lavender eyes.

“No!” 

word count: 398

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[nervocat]

can you write a lil scenario of neuvi with a (gn) partner who loves to play with his hair :3 no pressure ofc, have a great day :)

★ 📝 — notes: Hi hi dumbi!! I've actually been thinking about doing something like this for a bit. I hope you like how this turned out, I like how this turned out honestly. And I added my own flare to the request so I hope that's OK with you ^^

       — word count: 476 , fandom: genshin impact , cw: none , translations: ma chérie - my dear, something close, or dear, to someone — ✦

                     " Playing with his hair "

     You and Neuvillette were both lucky to be home, it not being a common thing with Neuvillettes work, and Neuvillette had just got done with washing his hair.

     You were sitting on the bed, waiting for him, and when he came out, you had an idea. “Hey Neuvi?” You call, standing up from the bed. Neuvillette immediately looks over to you, towel and hand while wearing a light blue robe.

     “Yes?”

     “Can I do your hair for you?”

     Your statement confused Neuvillette slightly, obvious by an eyebrow quirk. “Why would you want to do that, ma chérie?” he inquires, turning his body towards you. You smile as you walk over to him.

     “Why not? I've always wanted to play with your hair or do it for you,” you explain. “Besides, were going to bed soon anyways.”

      Neuvillette thinks for a moment, glancing away before sighing and looking back at you, his draconic lilac and silver eyes shining in the moonlight coming through the window. “I don't see why not, just be careful of my blue strands,” he says as he walks over to sit on the bed, his hair still dripping water slightly due to how thick it was.

     You nod as you go to grab a towel to dry it as well as his brush. You knew he liked it because it brushes his thick hair with minimal struggle or pain. It had a slightly worn otter sticker on the back, making you smile.

     You immediately start to dry and brush his hair when you come back, sitting behind him on the bed. There was a small damp spot on the sheets from his hair, but nobody would be hindered by it, so it's fine.

     The brush easily combed through his hair, only catching on a few snarls here and there. You were careful of the blue strands of hair like he asked, it seemed he already dealt with them on his own time.

     You were soon done with brushing his hair and you were now just running your fingers through it, feeling how soft it already was despite being wet still from being washed. Neuvillette took notice that you were done brushing his hair so he looked back, curious as to what you were doing.

     “What are you doing? I thought you just wanted to brush my hair?" he says.

     “I'm just playing with your hair, is it bothering you?” You ask, pausing your movements. Neuvillette thinks for a moment before he shakes his head and looks back in front of him.

     He eventually (reluctantly) got up to get dressed and out of his robe. Neuvillette came back to go to bed with you as you continued to play with his hair. He reminds himself to let you do this more often, he likes the feeling of your fingers in his hair. ☆

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