#Meena sing

[globoxuuu]

I feel like this could happen lol

I almost forgot the queen

[coolchevistianofficialsite]

So we're getting a new Sing short tomorrow on Netflix

No tricks, only treats. A brand new SING: THRILLER short arrives exclusively on Netflix tomorrow.

[mismess]

I had a dream I was Buster Moon and I was driving around in heavy heavy snow. It was going poorly. Anyway He Can't Drive

[nardpup]

Sing: Thriller - MJ’s Thriller by The Sing Cast

YASSSSS! GET INTO IT!

[lemonisntreal]

My thoughts on Sing: Thriller! [finally]

I just want to vomit out some of the things on my mind because ohhh my god, do I have THOUGHTS-

Also! Link here to the short, for the people who want / need it 👍

NO WAY

THE BASTARD LIVES???

THE MIKE FANS WERE ACTUALLY RIGHT????

It wasn't just copium!

Kinda off topic, but this is getting me thinking on how different sized animal's seats are priced. Because they only grabbed one ticket I think, so I think they're literally sharing a seat [WHICH IS CUTE]. But does this mean that bigger animals need to buy more than one ticket? Or are all the seats just ridiculously big? Or am I crazy?

Also thinking of that one scene in Spongebob where Plankton gets sat on by Bubble Bass 😭

Tiny blurry Mike hehe looks like found footage

RAHHHHH

RAHHHHHHHH

Me when I see my fav for 2 seconds with zero speaking lines

Nana is eating also holy shit

EATING 👹

Also Eddie guiding her by the hand is sweet, I love their relationship so much aaywusjhisajhajk

He has such an obviously better relationship with her than he does his actual parents and I'm eating it upppppp

The "How hard can it be to fix a stupid tire anyway???" line was so aggressive, I'm taking this as character development !

She's an actually amazing actor in-universe and I love that

Meena Sweep

Also this set is clean as fuckkk- also a lot more realistic, but still very not LMAO

Also he's DOING A JIG AAA

The crunchy version is for my enjoyment specifically

HOLY SHIT I WAS REFERENCED /j

Also also.

Both GMO and Alice in Wonderland were really short plays from what we see, but I actually do think that this isn't how it actually goes in canon. When they're on the bus in Sing 2, the script looks pretty thick for one. And two- why would anyone pay for tickets for 4 minutes of show?

Like it just makes sense, you gotta understand my reasoning.

They couldn't put the whole 2 hours of play in the actual films, but I like to believe that's actually how it goes

That there's some story and depth to it as well [💀]

Reference. For later.

THE WAY HIS FACE SCRUNCHES DUDE DUDEUDUED

Meena Gunter and Ash are absolutely partying in the back bro

I wonder how often Meena finds herself in cars. Because like there's size, but also we know she just takes the bus everywhere. I don't think her family has a car, they all feel like they utilize public transit instead

Cars that are modified for bigger and smaller animals are probably more expensive and not mass-manufactured either

Not just height but weight limit is also something that needs to be kept in mind. Elephants are like a few thousand pounds.

I think it's just easier to have modified public transit rather than modified individual cars for that kind of load. I bet public transit has way more funding in the Sing universe because of this need too. Because there's also Rhinos, and Hippos, and Giraffes-

I'm getting lost in the sauce again.

HER NOSE SCRUNCH

She was AT that door. First one there, bouncing with excitement. Adorable. I wish Clay had speaking lines with her in this AGH

REFERENCE.

girl what the fuck are you doing here, your ass was NOT invited ‼️

The Infection AU would go CRAZY

Somebody needs to make that rightttt now, actually

I'm giving it some thought right now and how with a few tweaks this could be cool. Like I'd definitely make it so there were different phases, like the MLP AUs. And I'd keep the hivemind thing definitely, because I think that adds an extra terrifying aspect to it

Probably make the ooze stuff look more messy, eyes would be leaking the stuff, mouth.

Idk I'm just spitballing LMAO

The dog from under the table is actually terrifying

Rare sighting of angry Meena

ALSO WHY-

I have a complaint.

Why were they dancing.

For a full minute. With nothing.

No singing. Just instrumental. It dragged on for so insanely long. Like that's my one complaint about this short, is that the pacing is just absolute dogshit after they all get possessed. You can give me a Thriller reprise without making it look super awkward and boring. Why couldn't this have been a cool chase scene instead? Like actually keep up that tension you established?? Because like Crawly and Buster are just STANDING there now, and it's just like-

And then the actual chase is over so fast

Man.

HE'S SO STUPID LOOKING I'M GONNA CRY [positive]

the Borb....... [Buster orb]

I hate the "it was all a dream!" trope but I can't really be mad

I saw it coming from a mile away, and I'm honestly glad because it means that this isn't canon and we don't have to deal with random zombie shenanigans in the actual lore

Or maybe not because Crawly was literally possessed at the end but whatever. Not canon.

My final thoughts are that this was really solid! I feel well fed and very happy to get some new content of the sillies. I will most likely be drawing lots of Thriller stuff because WOW were some of those shots pretty. Overall, critically? C+ short [mostly due to that minute of almost nothing happening]. But my enjoyment level puts the grade at a B+ for me so [B is for Biased].

[eclipseofthemoonsmood]

More edited Johnny images from the Thriller Special ( I'm doing my best ya'll but its hard to get clear pictures since he's moving so much )

( Edited and unedited )

[mysterywriter2187]

A surprise to be sure, but a welcome one…

[tigresslanzhu]

“If I had a nickel for each time Buster made Meena a butterfingers when it comes to flashlights in a show where her character gets in a spooky situation, I’d have two nickels.”

“It doesn’t amount to much, but it’s interesting that they did it twice.”

[bustermoonsposts]

THIS ONE IS LONGER I PROMISE UUU

Angela from smosh cus i ran out of headers

 He tried his best to drive steady, hands shaking. God, I haven’t driven a car in what…fifteen years, he thought while driving down Broad St. It was dead silent. He pulled over, sat still, he prayed to whatever GOD was out there that this was a dream that he would wake up and get to work and see his friends safe and as normal as the little troup they had were he opened his eyes wide, reached for his phone, and called someone…

Ring

Ring

Ring

“H-hello?” the person on the other line answerd

“Rosita, are you ok…?” Rosita couldn't make it tonight because one of her kids, Casper, had a doctor's appointment at the same time as the show so she had to leave early and only had a part at the beginning of the 1-hour show (and Casper was always a little fighter at the doctor's)

“Yeah uhm me and Casper are still at the hospital-and uh there are the uh doctors and their eyes are glowing and their acting hostile” rosita said with a shaky breath her fingers digging into her phone

“Yeah…the others were too…there was an explosion or something at the local science lab, a weird goo it makes people go loco its very weird…” Buster said restarting the truck “which hospital are you at ill come pick you up-”

“ we’re at the ocean side hospital”

“Ocean side? That’s very far”

“Its the only one that'll take us”

“Alright”

“Im on my way……”

CHAPTER 2 the hospital

About half an hour later Buster arrives in the hospital parking lot taking a deep breath and looking through the truck for some type of weapon (yknow since its big daddys car he has to have something like a-) “A gun!?” he practically screamed, there were no bullets so he could…throw it at someone…??? Whatever he’ll think about it when or if he's in danger he enters the hospital the automatic doors making a loud screech hurting his ears as they pin against his head he looks around for what he can see

SO MANY INFECTED patients doctors nurses you name it, ITS A NIGHTMARE!!!

Buster's heart raced as he stepped into the chaotic scene of the hospital. The fluorescent lights flickered overhead, casting an eerie glow on the faces of the infected. He scanned the waiting area, eyes darting from one distressed figure to another, searching for Rosita and Casper. “Stay calm, stay focused,” he whispered to himself, gripping the steering wheel of anxiety in his gut. He spotted a nurse staggering toward him, her clothes stained with something that resembled a thick, viscous goo. Her eyes were wide, vacant, devoid of recognition. “Hey!” Buster called out, but she only groaned in response, lurching unsteadily. He sidestepped quickly and headed toward the triage room, knowing that he had to find them fast. He pushed through the double doors, taking in the sight: frightened patients huddled together, some covered in the bizarre substance, others moaning in despair. Buster felt the panic rising, but he had to push it down. “Rosita!” he called, straining to keep his voice steady. “Casper!” There was no response at first, just the sounds of distress echoing off the walls. He moved deeper into the room, his heart pounding in his chest. Then, through the chaos, he heard a familiar voice. “Buster!” came Rosita’s shaky cry from a corner of the room. He turned abruptly, spotting her crouched beside a curtain, clutching Casper close. The boy's face was pale, but he was safe, at least for now. “Thank God!” Buster rushed over, dodging an infected nurse who stumbled past him, moaning. “Are you two okay?” “I-I think so,” Rosita stammered, her eyes wide with fear. “But we can’t stay here! They—they keep coming!” Buster quickly scanned the area and noticed a door at the far end of the room. “We need to move. Can you walk, Casper?” He knelt down, meeting the boy’s gaze. Casper nodded, albeit a bit hesitantly. “Okay, we’re getting out of here,” Buster said, offering his hand. Rosita gently helped her son to his feet, and they began to make their way toward the exit. As they approached the door, a loud crash echoed through the room. A group of infected burst in, their eyes gleaming with a chaotic frenzy. Buster’s instincts kicked in. “Run!” he yelled, pushing Rosita and Casper ahead of him. He turned to face the incoming tide, raising the gun he had found earlier—the heavy metal felt oddly comforting in his grip. “Get to the door!” he shouted again, his voice fighting against the rising fear. Rosita and Casper sprinted toward the exit, while Buster squeezed the trigger. It clicked empty, but it was enough to draw the attention of the infected momentarily. He hurled the gun toward the nearest figure, just to buy them a second or two. “Go, go, go!” he shouted, backing toward his friends as they reached the door. He grabbed the handle, pulling it open as he dodged to the side, urging Rosita and Casper outside. They stumbled into the cool night air, gasping for breath. “Over here!” Buster pointed toward his truck parked nearby, the headlights cutting through the darkness. They took off running, adrenaline propelling them forward. Once they reached the truck, Buster quickly yanked open the door and helped Rosita and Casper in. “Get buckled!” he ordered, hopping into the driver’s seat and slamming the door shut behind him. Rosita strapped Casper in with shaking hands. As Buster turned the ignition, the engine roared to life, cutting through the sounds of chaos behind them. He peeled out of the parking lot, the hospital fading in the rearview mirror.

[nooshymalide]

Artica and Meena art dump?

Of course!

Hahaha my camera despises me-

1. Just Artica (and I hope I drew her accurately)

2. Meena as a policelephant and Artica as her boss

3. Meena and Artica go on a night out

4. Just Meena

[Requested by @tigresslanzhu]

This took me about a couple of hours in total. I hope you like the results! Now, in the meantime, I must fly. Adventures await–

Peace, love y'all! ❤️

[elm-writes-stories]

Teaser for the next chapter of my version of Sing (Remake)

Johnny brightly smiled and exited through the red door. He looked around to make sure the cops weren’t around. Once the coast was clear, Johnny skated through the bad side of the city. He put his headphones over his head and listened to the music. He muttered some familiar lyrics to practice. Looking at his phone, he checked the website of the club the strange koala suggested to make sure his appointment was on the right time. 

Ten o’clock. Perfect. He should be there in about fifteen minutes. 

Johnny rehearsed the lyrics in his head while listening to the music.

“Finders keepers, losers weepers.

Finders keepers, losers weepers.”

The gorilla smiled a bit while singing to the lyrics until he arrived at the club he was supposed to be at called Betty’s Club. He hopped off of his skateboard and entered through the door. Johnny noticed the shy elephant in a light blue sweater and brown short hair in pigtails. She seemed nervous given to her rubbing her hands and her giant ears sticking close to her face to hide it. 

“Uh, ‘ello?” Johnny called while looking around the club. 

The polar bear in a red Hawaiian shirt noticed him. “You’re gonna have to wait for your turn!” 

“Oh, sorry, I have an appointment at ten—”

“Just stand in line,” the polar boy grumbled. 

Johnny did as instructed. He looked at the elephant. “Are you in line?” 

She shook her head. “Oh no, I’m waiting for my friend and her boyfriend.”

“Oh, okay.” 

“Next!” the polar bear called while the beavers who were on stage performing a song hopped off. 

Johnny noticed a couple of porcupines who seemed to be a couple. The gorilla watched in interest as the porcupines strapped their guitars on. 

[globoxuuu]

After a long time and some day really sick i finally finish this drawing i hope yall will like it @countryrebel1995 I loved your idea and i hope you like my drawing

[midnightdemonz]

Sing incorrect quotes!

Eddie: Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos-

Buster: I wrote you a poem.

Eddie, already crying: You did?

Mike: I just learned a way to get stuff on the cheap: Steal it!

Eddie: But that's censorship.

Buster: Well done. You are correct. You're being censored. Now go.

Buster: We call that a traumatic experience.

Buster, turning to Lance: Not a "bruh moment".

Buster, turning to Suki: Not "sadge".

Buster, turning to Crystal: And DEFINITELY not an "oof LMAO".

Clay: Hey Buster, I've got an idea for how to solve this.

Buster, pulling out a shotgun: Yeah?

Clay: Wh- No! That's not the idea, Buster!

Nooshy: Have you heard of Murphy's law? The one where if something can go wrong, it will go wrong?

Porsha: Yeah, I have.

Nooshy: Have you heard of Cole's law?

Porsha: Is this a joke about coleslaw?

Nooshy: ...maybe.

Ash: Of course I have a lot of pent-up rage, you fool! I've been the same height since I was twelve!

Meena to Buster: Turn that frown upside down!

*A little while later*

Meena: What are you doing?

Buster, trying to do a handstand: You told me to "turn that frown upside down", but it's not working.

Ms. Crawley to Porsha: First rule of battle, little one... don't ever let them know where you are.

Mike, shooting out of frame: WHOO-HOO! I'M RIGHT HERE! I'M RIGHT HERE! YOU WANT SOME O' ME!? YEAH YOU DO! COME ON! COME ON! AAAAAH! WHOO-HOO!

Ms. Crawley: 'Course, there're other schools of thought.

Gunter: *Slowly pushes a cannon into a 17th century bank* Okay everyone, be cool. This is a robbery!

Mike: I'm gonna need a human skull but you can't ask why.

Ms. Crawley: Only if you also don't ask why.

Ms. Crawley: *Pulls out four prestine human skulls from their bag*

Mike: ...

Mike, grabbing a skull: This one will do.

Ash: Mint is just cold spicy:

The squad: ...

Lance: What the actual fuck is wrong with you?

Jerry: N... No!

Porsha: A fair rebuttal. However, consider this counterpoint: Y... Yes???

Darius: I came out here to have a good time and I'm honestly feeling so attacked right now.

Lance: Are you an F5 key? Because that ass is refreshing.

Ash: Are you a software update? Because not right now.

Alfonso: Problem, I can't tell if this food is over-sauced or undercooked.

Porsha: Solution, just pop it back in the over for another 10 minutes. There's at least a 50% chance that'll fix it, right?

Darius: Result? Food has somehow become unpleasantly doggy and unpleasantly crunchy at the exact same time.

Meena: No better time than this to pull out my favorite word: Slunchy!

Norman: ...put it away.

Gunter: Hey Porsha?

Porsha: Yeah?

Gunter: What's your favorite color of the alphabet? True or false?

Porsha:

Porsha: ...What?

[mismess]

All hail the relationship between Buster and Meena!

Not perfect, as Buster doesn’t always listen to her, but they still get along well!

YEAAHH They are literally so funny I love them, he has his issues but they are all part of the theater family, he is like her weird uncle who is also her boss. Buster and Meena partners in... Totally not crime he prommies this time

(Grab him Meena drag him away from whatever scheme he has brewing in his brain while you still have a chance)

[countryrebel1995]

Among the ruins of Moon Theater, Buster Moon and his talented cast decided to have one last talk among themselves before they got down to work, tidying up the premises.

Buster: I'll admit, I'm still kind of surprised you could all forgive me so easily, after what happened with the bears and the prize money...

Ash: Oh trust me, Moon, we were all really pissed at you about that for a while. Weren't we, guys?

Every animal present except for Buster nodded affirmatively, much to the koala's embarrassment.

Ash: But we couldn't just let it end like that.

Meena: You're our friend, Mr. Moon, and you inspired us.

Gunter: Ja!

Rosita: You pushed us out of our comfort zones, and encouraged us to never give up on our dreams.

Johnny: You helped me find the courage to go for what I really want out of life.

Ash: And if I never entered that crazy contest of yours, who knows how long it would have been before I realized just how much of a deadbeat loser Lance really is.

Rosita stooped down to Buster's eye level and cupped his paw within her own, smiling warmly at the koala.

Rosita: We started this thing with you, Mr. Moon, and we want to finish it with you too.

Johnny: (smiling) Besides, I almost robbed you blind a few nights ago anyway, so I figure I can't be too mad at ya.

Buster grinned widely at every animal present, feeling truly touched by their show of camaraderie.

Buster: Aww, you guys, that is so sweet. You know, I really appreciate this, and I promise you that this show will be one for- Wait... Wait, Johnny was what that last part?

The gorilla simply chuckled and patted the koala on the back.

Johnny: Let's get cracking, shall we?

[lemonisntreal]

Some sketches because it's been months since I drew these idiots oops☝️🥰

HI THERE. It's been a minute, sorry about that lol. I took a tiny out-of-nowhere and sorta involuntary break from the fandom because I lost interest for a second, but I'm slowlyyyy making my way back. With art, and some news about Tone Deaf for the people who are still wondering about that.

Also I see there's some asks in my box, I'll get to that eventually, I see you ;-; dw

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As stated, I momentarily lost a bit of interest with this movie- partially because I've recently been ensnared in a new fixation that will not be named right now, but yeah. I'm digging my heels in rn, because the last thing I wanna do is abandon this project. But, also, I've clearly bitten off more than I can chew with this being a comic lmao. In over my head and going through all 5 stages of grief and currently on acceptance.

The story got bigger. Like, a LOT bigger. Too big to capture every thought in a drawing and panel it and put it out as a perfectly polished comic without seriously burning myself out. It really doesn't help that my art style evolves by the second too apparently, so I've reached a middle-ground:

Tone Deaf is going to be a fic with some comic-like segments in it. An illustrated fanfic bc I still love showing and not telling a little too much.

This'll help me not only get stuff out faster, but also to help me fill in the gaps I didn't know how to draw with just text. So I can focus on just drawing the juicy shit. This also means it'll all be collected over on Ao3 in a neat little package, and I honestly prefer that over having a bunch of posts of pages that might be hard to find. So yeah, that's the plan.

Another bonus is that the frames can now be a lot more polished and nice looking [in glorious color] rather than hastily mashed together due to my bad habit of going overboard on singular frames without realizing it.

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Tldr; Tone Deaf is technically still gonna be a comic, it's just now gonna be supplemented with word-based fic mixed in because I made the project way too fucking big [the first Act has like 20 chapters I'm going to literally die]. Also it's gonna be on Ao3 and I'll probably be posting all the art here alongside any updates I make so huzzah! Help me :>