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Courageous Cat & Minute Mouse
When summoned by way of the Cat Signal, Courageous Cat and Minute Mouse race to the scene of the crime in their sleekly feline Cat-Mobile. Armed with their wits, a bevy of gadgets and a good deal of luck, the two heroes are always able to thwart the criminal plots of the various villains who threaten the wellbeing of Empire City. Although the duo faced off against many miscreants, the heroes’ recurring arch-enemy was Chauncey ‘Flat-Face’ Frog, a cad who appeared in nearly every episode.
The show premiered in September of 1960 and was composed of 130 total episodes. Batman co-creator Bob Kane provided the design for Courageous Cat and helped in drafting the plots for a number of episodes. Actors Dallas McKennon and Roy Halee voiced Courageous Cat and Minute Mouse respectively.
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⚠️Vote for whomever YOU DO NOT KNOW⚠️‼️

#ultimate obscure blorbo#polls#Round I#Chase Young#Xiaolin Showdown#Chauncey “Flat-Face” Frog#Courageous Cat and Minute Mouse
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Curtains For You!! “Courageous Cat & Minute Mouse Recreation” (1980s)
#80s#60s#courageous cat and minute mouse#flat face frog#trans artists#bob kane#illustration#opening sequence#recreation#sheldon moldoff#shelly moldoff#comic art
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Nostalgic Lookback: The Frog
No one else remember this guy?
Must've never watched morning runs of Weinerville on Nickelodeon (which I kind of regret doing given how offputtingly weird the show holding these cartoon presentations together was. You can be a Nick game show or you can be Jump, Rattle & Roll - you gotta pick one!)
Audio is from The Pest, a 90's flick I thankfully did NOT ever see.
#Nostalgic Lookbacks#Courageous Cat and Minute Mouse#Nickelodeon#Weinerville#Chauncey Flatface Frog#the Frog#obscure#childhood#nostalgia#good ol days
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Certain cartoons are better when dubbed
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could you please write something where trent pining for his bestfriend for a long time before he finally confesses to her that he has feelings?? thank you! i love your writing sm <3
something stupid ₊˚⊹
pairing: Trent Alexander Arnold x reader summary: Trent’s never been the best at concealing his jealousy, especially not when it comes to you - even if the two of you are ‘just friends��� warnings: none w/c: 1k
a/n: had to combine these two because they gave me the best idea everrr ... anyways i missed writing for trent like i realised i don't acc write for him that much - soo pls send more trent reqss!! <33
♬ and then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like "I love you" ♬
Trent couldn’t decide what feeling was worse - the intense, almost burning jealousy ripping through him as he watched you from across the bar, or the even more intense guilt consuming him for even daring to feel that way. To feel such an all-consuming possessiveness over someone who wasn’t even his, and to be left with no option other than to loiter in the corner like some idiot, his grip on his drink growing tighter by the second.
You wouldn’t blame him, surely, you couldn’t. With the way you looked tonight, and the fact that you had personally invited him out with you - albeit with a couple mutual friends - but none of them mattered, at least not to him. It also didn’t help that you had spent the last couple of years, ever since meeting through a group project in some long-forgotten university class, dragging him through some sick cat-and-mouse game. Always toeing the line between being just close friends, or something vaguely more, and Trent hated himself for just going along with it, but he’d by lying if he said he didn’t enjoy how weak he was to your charms.
But as he watched you, his breath heavy and heart beating steadily, he couldn’t help but question whether you had meant to do any of it at all. He watched you throw your head back in laughter and hot jealousy pulsed through him once more, yearning for nothing more than to be the one making you laugh instead of whatever other guy you were lending your attention to. Still, you looked so happy, so at peace, he couldn’t help but curse himself for even considering the possibility that you were purposely making him pine after you. After all, it was his fault - he had still yet to muster up the courage to ask you out on a date, even after being stupidly enamoured with everything about you since the day he met you. It was probably more rational to consider that he had just misread most of your actions beyond the friendly gestures they were supposed to be.
Suddenly, his attention was turned to the steady arm of another one of your male friends snaking around your waist, which Trent had been dragging his gaze along excruciatingly slowly - but now his focus was turned to the fact that this asshole was pulling you closer to himself, and further away from Trent.
Fuck rationality.
The thud of his glass was definite, followed quickly by his heavy footsteps as Trent shoved past the small group you had amassed, not bothering to make his actions subtle. It was clear to everyone, including himself, that Trent was moving faster than his rational thoughts could form, but that didn’t seem to matter when his hand was already wrapped tightly around your wrist, dragging you in the direction of the bar’s exit. You protested, struggling against his grip, but all it took was one look from him as he turned back to you - equal parts pained and pleading - for you to go with him.
The biting cold of the late night hit you the minute you stepped out of the bar, causing you to stop straight in your tracks and huff with frustration.
“Trent, what the hell is going on with you?” your tone was demanding, not making any effort to conceal your annoyance with him.
“I wasn’t going to stand by and watch that filth lay his hands all over you,” he retorts, and if you didn’t know any better you’d think he was equally annoyed with you. But from the way he can’t stand still and his eyes are scanning the pavement, avoiding yours, you know there’s something else at play here.
“Bullshit.”
“Wh- I can’t do something nice for you?”
“Giving me a life, paying for dinner, those are nice things - not snatching me away when I was in the middle of a conversation? Why do you care if some guy touches me?”
“Why do I care?” he scoffs, almost as if he doesn’t believe you haven’t realised why yet, “Because I’m in love with you! You’ve invited my out tonight, and you seem to be having the time of your life, but when I saw you with that guy, him making you laugh, touching you, all I could think about was how much I wanted it to be me instead. How much I’ve always wanted it to be me.”
A silence falls over you two, and it’s only now that the weight of Trent’s actions have hit him, as well as the realisation that he can’t do anything to take back his words now, or stop whatever reaction you’re about to give him. He makes his regret obvious almost immediately, his flustered expression dropping as he looks down to the ground once more, unable to bring himself to look at you. His confession hangs in the air, having changed both everything and nothing at once.
You stood there, slack-jawed, mind racing yet absolutely speechless. You’d be lying if you hadn’t at least suspected Trent of having feelings for you, but you had brushed any inkling you had off as your own misinterpretation. Hearing him say it out loud was another thing entirely, and it was overwhelming your every sense, but in a good way.
The silence became too much to bear, and Trent figured he’d have to be the one to brave it, “Say something, please,” he mumbles, voice heavy, almost preparing himself for rejection.
“Trent…” you begin, stepping slightly closer and reaching out to take his hand in yours, “I’ve wanted it to be you too.”
At this, he looks up at you, eyes glistening. “Really?” the disbelief in his voice almost breaks your heart.
“Yeah,” you say, almost laughing at how ridiculous this is, “for a while, actually.”
“God, you don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to hear that,” he lets out an almost comical sigh of relief, finally breaking into a smile, and you can’t help but do the same.
“Now, I’d like to get back to my drink, if you don’t mind,” you say, but he doesn’t let go of your hand.
“Why would I mind?” he laughs, and you could slap him right there and then, but you can only smile in faux-annoyance as the two of you walk back to the bar, hand-in-hand.
#trent alexander arnold#trent alexander arnold x you#trent alexander arnold x reader#trent alexander arnold fic#football fanfic#fanfic#football#liverpool fc#lfc#purinfelix#jet answers ✧#jet writes ★
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hello curly, I'm just a voice inside ur head. And I'm here to ask you few questions
1.what's your favorite cartoon, and what's your favorite cartoon character?
2. What's your favorite color?
3. What's your opinion on everyone on the ship? And why? (You don't hav to say anything about jimo/Jimmy)
4. Well this isn't a question but, explain how to take responsibility
-just a voice inside your head :D
When I was a kid my favorites were Courageous Cat and Minute Mouse and Artie’s Pony Adventures. My favorite cartoon character is obviously my favorite crew member Polle the Pony.
I don’t have a favorite color. I used to say make one up so people wouldn’t think I was lying.
Daisuke’s a real good kid. Accident-prone, but he’s got a great attitude and keeps trying. He makes the crew brighter. For all his screw-ups, there’s a lot of potential in him. Long-haul crews need a guy like Daisuke to keep spirits up, yeah? But, to be honest, guys like Daisuke are probably better off far away from this line of work… It can burn you out. I’d hate to see that happen to him. Not that he’s ever getting a full-time job here now…
Swansea can be rough around the edges, but he’s one of the best men I know. Under the right circumstances, he’s a lot of fun, and I trust him. When push comes to shove, he’s who you want having your back. He’s a rational guy, y’know? He puts his all into everything. But once he decides something is a lost cause, he doesn’t waste time trying to make it better. He… must have given up pretty hard to start drinking that shit.
And that leaves Anya. I’ve always trusted her ability as our nurse, but I can say with full certainty that I underestimated her. If I can ignore that it’s, you know, me, her medical achievements since the crash are amazing. I’m alive. That alone is incredible. I complain a lot, but I haven’t been giving Anya enough credit for how much she does to try to make me safer and more comfortable. Do I want to be alive? Ehh. But I still appreciate what she’s doing for me even after all of this. But, yeah, Anya’s always been a hard worker. A little anxious, a little tired (which I’m in no place to judge), but unrelentingly kind and constantly looking out for the crew. She’s got a mean streak though. Game nights were intense, especially with Daisuke added to the mix.
(I won’t, then. Thanks.)
How to take responsibility is a great question. Let me know if you figure it out before I do.
#mouthwashing#captain curly#curly mouthwashing#polle mouthwashing#anya mouthwashing#swansea mouthwashing#daisuke mouthwashing#curlyposting
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A slight girl sat at the back of the cafe, a smudge against the white linoleum. She was examining a guide book intently, hair falling over her face as she bent over the table, a black apostrophe on a white page. Commander Graham Gore had been sat across the street, on the fading bench, for over ten minutes, watching her. Muscles tensing to stand, (to - what? Enter the cafe, or go home?), before they relaxed, and he continued to watch, letting the roach burn out between his scarred fingers before he tucked another cigarette between his teeth. She was poring over the old travel-book, with a photograph tucked between her fingers, her attention sliding between the two. The waitress had approached twice with the jug of filter coffee, before withdrawing, scowling at the lack of response.
He couldn’t tell what he felt exactly regarding the ferocity at which she was clearly trying to identify his whereabouts - that blasted photo, sent at a moment of weakness, or a moment of courage. She was a picture of everything that he adored and hated in her, a ferocious, calculating, clever little alley cat, who would find a way to track their exact footprints through the wilderness once she decided she would. She was also a woman who was, ultimately, ruled by her devotion, which meant that if she had followed him all the way to the small town they had chosen for its links to Anchorage and the fact that its people all seemed to be living in the past, then he was included within that small bubble of devotion. All her love and devotion, he still hadn’t decided what to make of it.
On Erebus, and before, at Navarino, even on the Beagle, he believed the decisions he made were a product of pure logic, boiled and skimmed of any foolish fear or apprehension. These last few months, however…He had begun to see the traces of feeling, of his heart, in every decision he made now. If he didn’t stop to listen to what that peculiar, disembodied voice advised him, he would never have left the safe house in London. It used to be that logic saved his life. Now, he wasn’t sure if it was working for or against him. Like now. The muscles of his legs pulled taut, again, as he considered his options. He could be back at the cabin, bags packed, Maggie roused from her appalling nap schedule, and into the wild of this sparse state before she had even taken the first sip of her cold coffee.
It was this image that made him stand. And all questions of logic and devotion drained away as he stepped into the cafe, moving towards the table at the far end of the window. Unlike the waitress, his presence made her shoulders come up to her ears, and she raised her head slowly, already knowing.
Their gazes caught on a live wire. His arms were crossed, his face void of emotion - it was his last defence. Her expression was the opposite, so many thoughts passing over the ghostly little face that he had equally no clue what she was imagining. She swallowed, and tucked the photograph into the Alaska: Lost Steps guide, folding her hands primly over them both. For a second, the roles were switched - she was the mouse pinned under his feline claw.
“Hello, little cat.”
[a/n: I am devastated at finishing ministry of time and I need something anything to fill this void. it was just perfect]
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a lot songs on folklore actually relate to a very specific feeling for Taylor and since she'll never really explain each line, we'll never fully understand. But it seems like she had a lot of feelings she had to go through and narrow down into 3 minutes songs.
peace is about two things: she feels like she's not good enough & she really loves Joe (and how the first affects the latter).
"Our coming of age has come and gone / suddenly this summer it's clear" -> I personally think this is her thinking she and Joe are end game (😬). They're beyond all the cat-and-mouse game, beyond leading each other on and all that 2016 stuff.
But then there's one thing that might ruin their relationship and it's her. She never has the courage to do what's right if it might bring backlash because she's a people pleaser (mirrorball) and in hindsight I think this quality of hers bothered him. There's always danger, there's always something she has to deal with (particularly negative reactions from the GP which is powerful source of fear). But actually the problem isn't anything external, it's her (hi!) She's the problem. Her people-pleasing is all her, she's the narcissist and his integrity makes her seem so small.
this song is truly SO fun to analyze because it's like every line can have slightly different interpretations. i really like this take! i agree with your last paragraph in particular. clearly her mirrorball-ness is something she appreciates at times, but it feels fraught the way she describes those qualities in some "joe" songs.
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Profiles in Villainy
Chauncey ‘FlatFace’ Frog
This crumb-bum is a gangster from Empire City who matched wits with Courageous Cat and Minute Mouse. Voiced by John Holiday, ol’ FlatFace’s appearance, voice and mannerisms were a homage of Edward G Robinson’s performances in numerous gangster movies (most notably the 1931 crime drama Little Caesar).
Fortunately, the daring Courageous Cat and his partner, Minute Mouse, were always able to thwart Flatface’s dastardly schemes. The villain first appeared in the debut episode of Courageous Cat & Minute Mouse entitled, ‘Disguise the Limit’ which aired in September of 1960.
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#ultimate obscure blorbo#polls#Round I#Courageous Cat#Courageous Cat and Minute Mouse#Craig’s Big Day
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Courageous Cat is her to save the day in any given minute... mouse.
#animalcrossing#animaniacs#bubsy#cartoon#cartoonnetwork#cats#collage#crossover#dilbert#disney#felixthecat#flintstones#garfield#hannabarbera#heathcliff#hellokitty#nickelodeon#nintendo#oggyandthecockroaches#pokemon#simpsons#sonicthehedgehog#splatoon#studioghibli#tomandjerry#topcat#transformers#happyfairytail#morganapersona5#art
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Miraculous - Paradise (Genderbend AU) Update!!
Alright, everyone! Good news! I have the miraculous reassigned and power system redetermined for Paradise. Along with this is the very skeletal version of the plot.
The plot:
Mallon and Adrienne fight against Papillon as they threaten the city. Papillon creates her threats to draw out the kwamis she needs for her ultimate wish, the creation of Paradise, Heaven on Earth.
Before I get to the cast, the power system will be fairly simple. Kwamis don't need to eat to regenerate and use more powers. Instead, every kwami offers a single power the holder can use as many times as they please (This carrying over from Absolution). They will have one greater power that the holder can use once a day for five minutes and that's it. On top of that, they all have a Miraculous power between kwami sets that once used (i.e. Creation and Destruction, Perception and Ignorance, Deception and Truth, etc), the holders de-transform one minute after and can't transform again for the rest of the day. This will be a set in stone system where the heroes can't influence it.
Now, the cast:
Mallon (Marinette):
Age: 17
Sexuality: Gay
Ladybug of Creation - Earrings
Weapon is Yo-Yo. Lesser Power is Object Creation, Greater Power is Creation (as a whole)
Adrienne (Adrien):
Age: 17
Sexuality: Gay
Black Cat of Destruction - Ring.
Weapon is staff. Lesser Power is Object Destruction, Greater Power is Destruction (as a whole)
Claude (Chloe):
Age: 17
Bee of Devotion - Hair Comb
Sexuality: Bisexual
Weapon is a lasso. Lesser Power is Command, Greater Power is Bless
Felise (Felix):
Age: 18
Spider of Betrayal - Anklet
Sexuality: Straight
Weapons are daggers. Lesser Power is Treachery Inducement, Greater Power is Bond Destruction
Julez (Juleka):
Age: 17
Mouse of Perception - Necklace
Sexuality: Gay
Weapon is whip. Lesser Power is Omni senses, Greater Power is Perception Manipulation
Ren (Rose):
Age: 16
Sexuality: Bisexual
Pig of Ignorance - Anklet.
Weapon is parasol. Lesser Power is Ignorance Inducement, Greater Power is Ignore (a variation of defiance)
Alix (Alix):
Age: 16
Sexuality: Aromatic pansexual (Romance Averse)
Rabbit of Connection - Earrings
Weapons are ribbons. Lesser Power is Telepathy, Greater Power is Connections
Sarjant (Sabrina):
Age: 16
Sexuality: Bisexual
Horse of Freedom - Glasses
Weapon is a rapier. Lesser Power is Teleportation, Greater Power is Defiance
Lieto (Lila):
Age: 18
Sexuality: Aromantic Bisexual (Romance Positive)
Fox of Deception - Necklace.
Weapons are smoke bombs. Lesser Power is Illusion, Greater Power is Shapeshift
Amile (Amelie):
Age: 46
Sexuality: Straight
Lynx of Honesty - Ring
Weapon is a bow. Lesser Power is Truth Telling, Greater Power is Absolute Change
Zack (Zoe):
Age: 15
Sexuality: Gay
Dog of Love - Choker.
Weapon is a bow (like cupid's bow) Lesser Power is Love Inducement, Greater Power is Empathy
Nathalia (Nathaniel):
Age: 17
Sexuality: Lesbian
Rooster of Animosity - Clawed Ring.
Weapons are dual chained hand sickles. Lesser Power is Rage Inducement, Greater Power is Rage Form (Berserk)
Marceline (Marc):
Age: 16
Sexuality: Lesbian
Bat of Fear - Bracelet
Weapons is scythe (grim reaper style) Lesser Power is Fear Inducement, Greater Power is Terror Constructs
Kim (Kim):
Age: 17
Sexuality: Straight
Tiger of Valor - Chain Ring Bracelet.
Weapon is lance. Lesser Power is Courage Inducement, Greater Power is Clout
Nina (Nino):
Age: 17
Sexuality: Straight
Goat of Revelry - Hair Clips.
Weapon is pitchfork. Lesser Power is Sin Inducement, Greater Power is Anarchy
Bierk (Bridgette):
Age: 18
Sexuality: Straight
Monkey of Delight - Circlet.
Weapon is staff. Lesser Power is Joy Inducement, Greater Power is Indomitable Happiness
Ivet (Ivan):
Age: 17
Sexuality: Straight
Raven of Sorrow - Watch
Weapon is a scythe. Lesser Power is Sorrow Inducement, Greater Power is Isolation
Alain (Alya):
Age: 17
Sexuality: Straight
Wolf of Intuition - Chain Ring Bracelet
Weapon is flute. Lesser Power is Supernatural Tracking, Greater Power is Clairvoyance
Maxi (Max):
Age: 17
Sexuality: Asexual Heteromantic (Sex Averse)
Owl of Knowledge - Bracelet
Weapon is a book. Lesser Power is Answer Intution, Greater Power is Claircognizance
Katsumi (Kagami):
Age: 17
Sexuality: Gay
Ox of Determination - Ring
Weapon is a warhammer. Lesser Power is Perserverance Manipulation, Greater Power is Indomitable Will
Natale (Nathalie):
Age: 40
Sexuality: Straight
Peacock of Beauty - Brooch.
Weapon is fan. Lesser Power is Mesmerize, Greater Power is Absolute Beauty
Gabriella:
Age: 45
Sexuality: Straight
Butterfly of Transformation - Brooch
Weapon is cane. Lesser Power is Mutation Inducement, Greater Power is Amalgamation
Ondine (Ondine):
Age: 17
Sexuality: Straight
Snake of Health - Bracelet.
Weapon is a staff (the Asclepius staff). Lesser Power is Cure, Greater Power is Rejuvenate
Meryle (Mylene):
Age: 16
Sexuality: Pansexual
Dragon of Nature - Choker.
Weapon is a glaive. Lesser Power is Nature Manipulation, Greater Power is Form Shift (Greater Nature Manipulation)
Luz (Luka):
Age: 17
Sexuality: Bisexual
Turtle of Protection - Bracelet
Weapon is shield. Lesser Power is Shield Generation, Greater Power is Fortification Creation
I believe that covers everyone. All this is still subject to change, and not completely set in stone (except the power system) Character designs should be coming with the next couple of weeks, so keep an eye out for those as they will have more details on the characters.
#miraculous#miraculous ladybug#miraculoustalesofladybugandcatnoir#au#alternate universe#miraculous au#miraculous rewrite#mlb rewrite#rewrite#mlb fanfic#miraculous fanfic#fanfiction#fanfic#mlb au#mlb fandom#genderbend
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Courageous Cat and Minute Mouse coloring book (1962)
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Courageous 🐱Cat & Minute 🐭Mouse If you know what this is, you old as dirt!
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courageous cat and minute mouse (new fav cartoon series - low key very funny)
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