#cartoon scenario

[knife-filled-plushies]

i love the Smiling Critters as a cartoon concept and if it ever developed like mlp or something like that I can absolutely see something comical like this happening djkfskf

lesson at the end would probably be something about getting a healthy amount of sleep and staying on a good schedule jfhskf

[autemka]

How about the animation?!///////

Jeez I love it//////

Moon: Your laugh and squeals are music to my ears))~ hehehe

[jellyskink]

I like to think Ford occasionally makes up something being supernatural when he doesn't want to deal with it, and he knows his reasoning is irrational, so people stop asking him questions

[drawnfamiliarfaces]

i made a mistake of thinking about animatics and rapidly had like 6 songs/scenarios stuck in my head for these two

naturally instead of actually making any animatic i poured all efforts into making mock covers lol

songs/youtube links (for anyone interested):

Jack

Neoni - Loser

Phineas & Ferb (Carl) - I'm evil for extra credit

Imagine Dragons - Enemy (But also for Jack I kinda prefer Annapantsu cover if only for the 'rap' part xD it fits him better imho)

Wuya

K/DA (Evelynn) - Villain

Wander Over Yonder (Dominator) - I'm the bad guy

Devon Cole - W.I.T.C.H.

[dumbledorathexplora]

😃ferris buelers day off energy..but the better version

[smimon]

Käärijätober day 14 “Kids”

[wraith-caller]

I made it into the bowie cult blacklist 😤

[yume-fanfare]

i knew there is something about miraculous ladybug that makes people go "i could fix this show" but i had never felt it so strongly until i saw marinette emo design

[cherrygummycandy]

Rescue from the Rescue

A platonic! Puss-in-boots and Perrito x reader

Summary: Working as a helper at Mama Lunas isn't always easy, and unexpected things can happen. Though, you never though meeting a Spanish-speaking cat and a dog dressed as a cat would be one of those things.

(An: This request was orginally for a younger niece or nephew of Mama Luna, but I didn't want to make it too gender specific (and I couldn't for the love of me figure out how to make a realistic family tree for Luna) so I made the reader an occasional volunteer. Please enjoy!

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Sweep. Sweep. Sweep. The scratchy sound of the broom rings out as your broom glides across the floor, as bits of fur, spare litter, and kibble are swept up into the dustpan. You hum a soft tune, swaying in turn to the beat. "Oh, Little Helper, come here!" Mama Luna's voice rings out across the brightly colored casa. "Coming, Miss Luna." You prop the broom up against the wall, grabbing the dustpan and dumping the contents in the nearby trashcan. 'Don't want any of the cats trudging through this and undoing my work.' You think, placing the now empty pan back by the broom.

You hurry through the house, tiptoeing across persians, shorthairs, and tabbies as you attempt not to step on any tails. You step into the living and sigh in relief, having dodged all the cats. Mama Luna sits in her rocking chair, knitting what appears to be yet another pair of cat mittens. "Oh, come here child." She waves you over, eyes not leaving the yarn project in front of her. "I'm planting a catnip bush out by the garden, would ya' mind tilling the soil?" She asks, stopping to push her glasses back up the bridge of her nose. You nod, but pause with a grimace when you see the plethora of cats napping atop her ratty grey hair. "Yeah, sure. Do you know where the garden supplies are?" She waves a hand over in the direction of the backdoor. "Just check the bag by the door." As you step away, slipping at the back door, you hear her call. "Thank ya', Little Helper! I'll make ya a real nice sweater for this. You giggle a little, and shake your head.

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Stepping down the rickety steps of the porch, you enter the garden. Bright stone walls enclose the area, decked out with various hanging plants. The ground is carefully decorated with all sorts of colorful plants, from poinsettias to marigolds. You smile, remembering the first time you entered Mama Luna's garden, coming to ask for some Marigolds for your Dia De Los Muertos altar. Honestly, you have no idea she managed to keep this garden looking so nice before you came along, seeing as anytime you see her she's knitting or bathing cats.

Just as you begin looking for a trowl, your ears perk up at a nearby sound. "So, Pickles, what do you want to do today? I was thinking-" "WE are not going to do anything, Perrito. I am going to sun in el jardín." You watch in amazement as what appears to be a talking cat strolls into the garden, standing on two legs. Behind him follows a, cat? 'What is that thing?' You think, tilting your head in confusion. The scrawny creatures look less like a cat, and more like a rat in a feline costume. "Oh! Sunning, just like a real cat! I'll join you, maybe I can sun my belly." The little animal says. "Um, excuse me?" You say, stepping forward to make your princess known. The orange cat jumps in shock, dropping to stand on all-fours, while his companion lowers his head, and attempts to use his hood, which has a cat face poorly knitted on it. "Uh... meow?" The orange cat tries. You furrow your brows, before looking back toward the house in realisation.

"Oh, you're worried Mama Luna will hear you. I won't tell her anything, I promise." You place a hand on your chest and kneel down, reaching the orange tabby's height. "I'm Mama Luna's helper, I just stop by from time to time, helping her with chores and what not. And you are?" The cat hesitates, green eyes looking you over cautiously, before standing back on two legs and taking a dramtic bow. "I am known by many names, but you, pequeño ayudante, may call me Puss." You smile, amused. "But your tag says pick-" "I know what the tag says! That is simply the name given to me by the-" Puss shudders, and glances at the house. "Iady of the house." He finishes. As you nod, your attention is drawn to his friend behind him.

"Who's your friend, Puss?" You ask, looking at the strange sweatered animal. Puss sighs, gesturing weakly with a paw. "This is Perrito, and, he is not my friend." Puss explains, barley glancing at Perrito. "Perrito... the cat? That seems like an odd name." You feign confusion, slowly reaching for Perrito's hood. Suddenly, you flip it back, revealing the a small, scrappy looking dog. "A chihuaha?" You exclaim, as the dog yelps. "Oh! Please, please, please don't tell Mama Luna, I don't really go into the house, I live under the por-" Perrito goes on, frantically rambling about his living conditions under the porch. Puss scoffs, turning away from the dog and pressing a paw to his forehead. You, on the other hand, feel your smile drop at the pitiful little pup. "Hey, calm down, please?" You ask, putting your hands out in front of you. Perrito's rambling stops and he looks up at you. "I'm not gonna kick you out or anything, I promise. You're a stray, right?" He nods. "Look, I know Mama Luna probably wouldn't be to keen on keeping a dog, or letting a walk around talking and standing." You admit. Perrito and Puss watch, waiting for your next words. "But, I'm not Mama Luna, so I guess I'll have to let it slide." Puss smiles and nods with gratitude, while Perrito hops up in delight. "Oh wow! Can you believe it Puss? Now, I've gone from no friends, to two friends in one day!" Perrito exclaims, tail wagging back and forth.

"We aren't amigos, amigo." Puss retorts. "Look, I have to finish tilling the soil, Mama Luna wants some new plants going in over there." You point towards the northern end of the garden, to a small bare patch under a tree. "But, once I'm done, maybe you guys can tell me a bit about yourselves?" You suggest. "Wow, Okay! Hey, I'm really good at digging. I bet if I help, we can get done even quicker!" Perrito exclaims. Before you can even respond, he bounds over to the unused soil and begins to dig at a frantic pace. You chuckle to yourself, and look a Puss. "He's... a bit odd, no?" Puss says, tilting his head as he watches Perrito fall into a hole that he just dug. "I'll say. Y'know, I'm looking forward to learning more about you, Puss. It's not everyday I meet a talking cat." You say, looking to the ground sheepishly as you kick a pebble. "Well, it seems like Perrito could be at it for a while... why don't I just started with the story now, sí?"

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It's been several hours, much longer than you realize, since the three of you began to discuss your pasts. You were amazed to learn about the adventures of Puss. You couldn't imagine going through half the things he has. Not only that, but you didn't actually know cats had nine lives, you always assumed it was a myth. "So, I say to the man, 'That is the last time you'll cross Puss-in-boots!'" Puss exclaims, finishing a story. Perrito stands on his hind legs and claps, while you let out a loud cheer. You quickly cover your mouth to stifle the sound, realizing Mama Luna must be asleep. "Oh my god, w-what time is it?" You ask, looking up and realizing how dark it's gotten. "About 9:00, why?" Perrito asks. You hop up quickly, moving up the steps and towards the backdoor. "I need to pack up, I must've gotten carried away with your great story-telling puss." You compliment. Puss follows you in, but Perrito stops at the edge of the door. "Perrito, you sure you don't want to come in? Mama Luna's sight isn't what it used to be." You suggest Perrito smiles, but shakes his head. "Nah, I've got a cozy corner under the porch waiting for me, besides, the rats are probably expecting me back." He gives you a goodbye, and you smile sadly as the chihuaha scrambles under a lookse board of the porch, fall down under the porch with a 'pop'.

You hurry to begin the journey back home, tying your boots and avoiding cats as you grab your bag and coat. As you do a last minute chek, to ensure everything you need is with you, you see Puss out of the corner of your eye. He is stood leaning against the bottom of a bookshelf, seemingly conflicted. "Puss?" You ask softly. His head snaps up, and he looks at you. "Are you okay?" You ask. "Fine, just thinking is all." He says. You feel that there is something more, but simply turn away. As your hand moves to reach the door, he says one final thing.

"How often do you stop by?"

[vimbry]

also related to my scijohn ramblings, I like that one bumper where flans is a little kid playing a video game. and there's no like, narrative lead-in or song segue like oh, an experiment went wrong and oops he's younger now. he's just a kid briefly.

[lynxgriffin]

I can only imagine Susie trying to get Berdly out by munching or licking that ice crystal like a popsicle with Noelle worried she might break her teeth or get a brain freeze

Meanwhile Kris is just there vibin’ with a moss sandwich in their hands giving Susie a confidence boost with a thumbs up

I feel like in an actual in canon scenario she uh, would probably take the situation a lot more seriously!

But in a much sillier scenario, sure, she could try just chewing him out.

[autemka]

Idk if the boys could do that since they have a close mouth permanently, but, how they react with a raspberry attack!?~ Both Sun and Moon and why not, even your OC >:3

Well)))))

[i-like-pie-and-pi]

Y'ALL !!!✨‼️

I'm so so curious what to see what everyone thinks

Please reblog for a bigger sample size I am a very small blog, but I WANT ANSWERS

[dragon-dress-128]

Part 4/4

The technical ending to Canine Conflict, and I say that just in case this gave anyone ideas on how or if it would continue

I was originally going to tie this into a Wallace and Gromit story I was working on, but I’ve kinda given up on that? For a few reasons?

[headfullof-ideas]

Some more next gen kiddos, but this time with name and age reveals!

I specifically tried not to make it obvious which ones are Ants and which ones are Fontaines, via subtext in their conversation, though I might reveal whose kid belongs to who at some point over the next few days. I do plan on drawing more of them and their personalities.

[bryan360]

(This is an DeviantArt artwork exclusive; no "on this day" post share unfortunately.)

I'd got this from the morning before heading off to the program already. Nothing interesting unless if I can get back to my continuous projects that I'm still not leaving behind. So anyways, it's the second time when did a "Bluey" related artwork after Maxwell's cartoon art style change. Link Here

It was a simple ideal based on that "Seesaw" episode by having a twist itself. Poor Pom Pom couldn't reach with the kids in time. Again, it was just a concept; even if Bandit did managed to win at the right moment.

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