#peach creek high school

[raralabelle1studios]

After 2 years, I've finally completed Peach Creek High School. This is the school An, Edd n Eddy goes to since they're at a highschool age.

Like the college in SMG4 has clubs to choose from, Peach Creek High School has clubs for them to take interest in, however, history, social studies, math, science, P.E., and art are all required classes.

Many American highschools have grades 9-12, I decided that this School has grades 7-12. Why? I tried to figure out which school system to choose because for some reason, I keep thinking about Jonny and the others, so I thought like "screw it!" and make it an American highschool that has an Australian School system.

However, there are characters like Sarah, Jimmy, Edgar, Anna-Bella, and Emmalie that also take this school too. Probably for clubs they're interested in before going back to elementary school.

Clubs:

•Art club (required class)

•Orchestra club

•Band club

•Jazz club

•Book club

•Crafts, Design, and Fashion club

•Technology club

•Drama club

•Knitting club

•Language club (There are many language clubs depending on language.)

•Work Experience club

•Woodwork and construction club

•Writer's club

•Cooking club

•Sports clubs (American Football, soccer, hockey, baseball, basketball, tennis, volleyball, and badminton)

•Dance/ballerina club

•Cheerleading club

Students:

An

Edd

Eddy

Ed

Edna

Nat

Chelsea

Kylie

Bella

Bonnie Bo Peep

Karen

Nazz

Rolf

Deirdre

Edweena

Ezeke

Tyler

Nate

Jonny 2x4 & Plank

Willa & Peanut

Trevor

Hayley

Buddy

Club students:

Sarah

Jimmy

Amy

Trent

Sammy

Edgar

Anna-Bella

Emmalie

Rodger

Kelly

Molly

Sandy

Teachers (as of Smile for the Ed X-Treme):

Mrs. Espinoza

Mr. Barnsley

Mr. Twiddles

Mascot: Rough Collie

Fact: Someone has a pet collie that actually walks around school and greets everyone.

Note: Some classrooms will be reused from Ed, Edd n Eddy concepts.

#an edd n eddy #ed edd n eddy #peach creek #peach creek high school

[zoohouseart]

An idea of how Ed Edd n Eddy's cast may appear as adults. I wrote a bio for each one too.

Ed: Married May Kanker right out of high school, had 26 kids all named after monster movies (all of which he's VERY protective of). Spends a simple life working on tree-lifting and mine digging, bathes in gravy every night. Misses Edd and Eddy a whole, whole lot. Unfortunately doesn't see them often, since they moved further into the city while he stayed in the cul-de-sac.

Edd (Double D): Cleaned his act, got the girl, gained a master's in science and engineering, became a teacher, and yet STILL isn't happy or widely respected. Has yet to fully address his long standing anxiety of taking off his hat. Cannot let himself catch a break as he stresses daily about getting the bills paid. Wishes there was more to life than this ever-revolving door of monotony.

Eddy: Flunked out of college. Works as an errand boy for the mayor of Peach Creek and "oversees productivity". Secretly continues to feed his compulsions to scam and gamble at any chance he can get. Spends his every evening dreaming of the day where HE's the mayor, and scheming up ideas he'll never enact (unless..). Often complains that jawbreakers aren't as big as they used to be.

Nazz: Lives a bohemian life, praying someday her time to shine will glisten once more as an "influencer" but works retail in the meantime. Mooches off her fiancée Edd and tries to make up for it in emotional (and erm, well, physical) support. Is struggling with the idea that she peaked in high school, but will never admit it. Mockingly called "Double Z" by Eddy, though she doesn't mind.

Kevin: Is the mayor of Peach Creek. Won this view through pure charisma and good word as the football king of Peach Creek High and general "best at everything", but is often these days fumbling the ball on keeping the streets safe and clean. Is now friends with Eddy, or at least he likes to think so. Is sad he didn't make it into pro league, and will sulk about it when noone's looking.

Sarah: Took up the job of being a shrink (specifically in anger management), and a general town do-gooder. She's often, even if obnoxiously, asking to help others. Has really turned her life around from her loudmouthed, vicious childhood and make up for her past cruelties.. but has mostly done so just to repress her unbridled rage bubbling inside. Whatever you do, don't bring up Jimmy in front of her.

Jimmy: Sarah and Jimmy were conjoined to the hip practically forever, until the day his braces came off. Once he did, he got the call from Hollywood for his incredible acting chops, and ditched his BFF without a second thought. People often tour Peach Creek to see his hometown, much to the chagrin of everyone there. Is a real piece of work these days and could use a nice ass whooping.

Rolf: Grew to be a mighty farmer, creating a titanic cattle industry. Used his profits to buy a massive chunk of Peach Creek and turn it into "New Yergosluvia", so his old country family could live nearby. There he resides as it's king, and frequently feuds with old friend Kevin. Wears Victor's pelt in honor of his life-long servitude to a son of a shepherd (Victor passed peacefully in his sleep).

Johnny 2x4: MIA. As the Eds became more accepted, Johnny became the new misfit. One day, tragedy suddenly struck Plank in senior year of high school, and Johnny was never seen again. There's urban legends of crudely drawn faces appearing on the trees around the old cul-de-sac they grew up in. Ed swears he's seen one tree move. But that's crazy Ed for you. …Right?

May Kanker: Spends her days mostly exhausted from having to take care of 26 children, and hardly ever leaves the house. When she's not trying to drown out the kids with a cranked up TV, she's spending every other hour gossiping about occurrences across the city with her sisters.. though there's not a lot of time between that and cleaning up shit smeared on the walls.

Marie Kanker: Was expelled from Peach Creek High School for stalking Edd and threatening harm on Nazz. She now spends her days as a forum rat on doxxing related message boards, betwixt a day job of driving a garbage truck, where she mostly rides around town spying on people and scribbling down their whereabouts. She too spends all remaining hours gossiping with her sisters.

Lee Kanker: Was mid-planning on going to college and had her life all figured out to be a part of law enforcement until she was unexpectedly locked up for "illegal wood burning". She swears she was framed but has no idea who could've done it. She's usually calling her sisters, but occasionally talks with Eddy. She's not interested in him anymore; they just like to shoot the shit sometimes.

#ed edd n eddy #cartoon network #fan art #cartoon #animation

[mkorpse13]

Time to ramble about Peach Creek because I’m so excited for this new continuation of Ed Edd n Eddy!!

While I was digging through the Peach Creek Twitter, not only did I find a bunch of cool art made by the creator but I also found this!

A peak into what episode 6 may have for us.. 👀

Again, this was posted 2 years ago so the order of episodes or episodes overall may have been changed. Although, this gives us a idea on future episodes and maybe what characters will be interacting with each other which excites me.

I would love for this show to explore Edd and Marie’s relationship after the show, maybe they might possibly be able to fix what was once broken? I don’t ship Edd and Marie personally but I would love to see where they take this.

Also here is some art from the Peach Creek Twitter, I didn’t make this art.

Goth Nazz and Ed eating buttered toast with gravy, how funny!

Not to mention they now have merch!! Oh my god! I’m definitely gonna be buying these!

I’m so happy that the first episode is out and that there is so much more to come, hopefully we’ll get more news on the next episode soon :)

Go follow them on Twitter, and subscribe to them on YouTube!

(wasn’t able to find out how to link the account 😭)

#ed edd n eddy #eene #eene fan animation #eene edd #eene eddy #eene marie #eene ed #eene nazz #peach creek

[doubledyke]

dissociatED ch. 2

the girls (edd and eddy) are no longer fighting

“Greetings! You’ve reached Eddward. Unfortunately, I’m unable to take your call at the moment. If you will, please leave a brief message with your name, and telephone number, and I’ll return your call as soon at my earliest convenience. Thank you!”

Eddy mocked the nasally voice under his breath after hanging up and tossing the phone onto the foot of his bed. It was bad enough that he would yet again be the one admitting defeat in another of their standoffs. Now he had to wait for a call back just to apologize? Restless with frustration, he hopped off his bed and paced around his bedroom as if to follow his train of thought.

He’s ignoring me. He’s gotta be! His phone’s literally attached to his hip with that tacky ass belt holster. He shuddered to think of the gauche accessory.

Maybe Ed’s sixth sense was wrong and he’d finally fucked it up for real this time. The only logical explanation was that Double Dee had reached his threshold for Eddy’s bullshit once and for all and would never forgive him. One dickish remark too many. And the last one was a doozy.

-

“So you’re not coming?” The breath hitched in Eddy’s throat released as a scoff.

“Eddy, if you'd-”

“Y'know, I only agreed to go cuz you looked like you were gonna fucking cry when I said I didn’t want to. Here I was, willing to embarrass myself for you and you’re gonna flake?” He scowled at the shiny plastic garment bag hanging from the frame of his closet.

Edd rolled his eyes at the guilt trip. He looked down at his notepad where ‘sorry’ was scrawled several times in a hodgepodge of print and cursive.

"Due to a… discrepancy in scheduling, I've had to make a few discommodious adjustments to a-accommodate an important - mandatory, in fact - meeting of the associated student body… Believe you me, if there was a way I could be there, I would.” Edd should have left his sputtering at that, but felt compelled to inject additional awkwardness. “Yessiree. Front row." His teeth scraped his lip while he hoped against hope that his lousy excuse would be accepted with minimal scrutiny.

"You lie like a cheap rug! If you cared so much, you'd find a way to be here."

Edd’s cheeks were burning. Though he considered himself to be fairly skilled in the art of prevarication, he should have known better than to think he’d get one over on Eddy “Spinner of Yarns” McGee.

"Y-You don't understand," he choked. Citing the enervating anxiety he felt about venturing back to Peach Creek sounded like even more of a cop out in his head than the nonexistent meeting. In all truth, the mere thought of taking in its familiar sights, sounds and smells for an entire day worsened his chronic shortness of breath. Not to mention the hours-long trip just to get there. Before he could find the words, a gruff voice interjected.

"Forget it, you're doin' me a favor. Just wish you'd told me before I rented the fuckin' robe." he bluffed, knowing full well his parents weren't going to let him skip commencement after they paid for his cap and gown. "And I don't get why you feel the need to lie. You know you suck at it.”

"Yes well," Edd cleared his throat before making another attempt to explain. "Your and Ed’s educational milestone is important to me, Eddy. Unfortunately, I have other obligations." His unintentionally stony tone prompted a softening of his next words. "I do hope you'll still attend. Earning a high school diploma is quite an achievement for you."

"For me? What the hell’s that s'posed to mean?!"

"I meant nothing by it! Though I'm sure you'd agree, things were a bit touch and go for a while there." Eddy remained silent during his friend's dramatic pause.

His trudge to the educational finish line had indeed been a struggle, which was why he was so hurt by Edd ditching. Their off and on tutoring sessions over the years were the only reason he maintained a solid 2.3 GPA. Apparently that all meant nothing now.

"I’m very proud of you, Eddy."

"Uh-huh. Not proud enough, apparently." The cantankerous little cad couldn't help it. If there was a snide remark to be made, his soul wouldn’t rest until he was the one to make it. "All that belly achin’ you do about your parents - now look at you! You’re acting just like ‘em."

Edd's wide eyes blinked incredulously at such an emotional sucker punch. They’d exchanged their fair share of injurious insults across years of tumultuous friendship, but their tacit agreement not to exploit certain vulnerabilities had never been breached. During even their worst tiffs, he wouldn’t have dreamed of such a low blow from someone who claimed to be his best friend.

Eddy's knee bounced furiously while he waited for a response to his odious words that hung like Ed’s B.O.. It was a shitty thing to say, sure, but what kind of jerk misses their buddy’s graduation? As far as he was concerned, he was the real victim here. So he doubled down.

“You can tell Ed too, cuz I’m not in the mood for the waterworks.”

Rustling was heard on the other line before the call disconnected.

-

Edd froze with his hand gripping the front door knob of his shared apartment. The deadbolt clicked with the turning key, then the door gave way to his weary shoulder. He was still adjusting to the culture shock of seeing how people lived when they didn’t have a pathological need for order. Living with strangers - living with anyone was taking Edd much longer to get used to than expected.

Indignation boiled his insides while he stood eyeing the open floor plan from the doormat. As he stepped inside, he kicked the folded corner of an area rug back, and picked up a couple of throw pillows from the middle of the floor. Loose filler paper spilled from the open pocket of a backpack tossed on the couch. He brought his hands up to his temples to serve as blinders to the squalor as he continued toward the hall.

Being the friendly folks they were, his roommates frequently reminded him that he was in fact allowed to come out of his room. Edd always politely declined, confounded by the concept of relaxing in a room that hadn’t been dusted in recent memory. At this point, it was clear that his colleagues were less than receptive to his sermons on the advantages of sanitization, organization and minimalism. Now he just did his best to ignore the unvacuumed floors, the sinkful of dishes and clutter collecting dust on every flat surface. It was just his luck to be housed with two people whose filth gave Ed a run for his money. A lineup of empty soda cans was swiped off the kitchen table by the messenger bag jutting from Edd’s hip as he zipped by. He startled at the noise, but stuck to his resolution to no longer clean up after capable adults.

The door of his austere refuge opened to cool, purified air, subtly scented with lavender from a reed diffuser. He entered just far enough to close the door and hang his bag and windbreaker from the hook on the back. The mattress protector and sheets crinkled as he plopped onto the twin bed and plucked his hat off for a vigorous massage of his tender scalp. As he folded over and tugged at his double knotted shoelaces, he glanced up and saw the phone he’d left on his desk all day.

He first realized it was missing during mid-morning breakfast with his ESL conversation partner. Mostly unbothered, since incoming phone calls were a rarity these days, it slipped his mind before he even finished his crepes. It wasn’t until early evening that he was reminded of its absence when his steel guitar tutee was ten, then twenty minutes late for their lesson. He attributed the absence to end-of-summer blues, but just in case, he tucked his shoes off to the side and grabbed the little nylon pouch. His heart sank when he flipped the screen up and saw that he’d missed six calls from one of the few numbers he had saved.

"Hello?"

"Eddy? I-I'm so sorry, I… I was in a rush as usual and forgot my cell phone at home this morning. Is everything okay?" While waiting for an answer, he’d been recounting a list of worst case scenarios and going over the most logical reaction for each.

"Aye, Sockhead! Long time no talk?" He cringed at the poor attempt at sounding more composed than he felt. "Uh, how are ya?"

"I’m returning your call. Well, calls.” Edd’s concern quickly gave way to snark once he caught his friend's signature cheeky tone. "How are you?"

"Can't complain. Well I could, but who wants to hear it, amirite?"

Several seconds passed before Edd responded to the hackneyed quip.

"Seems I'm not the only one with a tendency to mirror their parents."

For once, didn't take long for Edd to get to the point. Eddy deflated like a balloon. At least with the elephant acknowledged he could cut the crap.

"Look, I didn't mean what I said, okay?" His voice was a low mumble. "I was just frustrated with the whole… thing. If it's any constellation, my folks made me go anyway."

"Oh yes, I feel quite consoled, Eddy." The corners of his mouth tightened. "I do appreciate the effort it must have taken you to form something adjacent to an apology.”

"Right…" Eddy responded, then waited for the "but".

"After some reflection, however, I realized that there may have been some merit to your callous comment." Edd recrossed his legs and leaned back in his ergonomic office chair. "I told you I'd be there cheering you on when you advanced this next phase of life. And I wasn't.” His ears tingled with imminent lacrimation. “For that, I sincerely apologize."

Eddy was used to his friend's frequent blubbering by now, but his chest still tightened when Edd’s voice cracked. Luckily, befriending a crybaby was great practice for offering comfort in moments like these.

"Hey, c'mon. You're nothin' like those tight asses. Not with the, like, important stuff." He still wasn’t very good at it. “'Sides, I still had Ed! Oh man, you shoulda seen it! He tripped over his own dumb feet twice on his way up to the stage." A hearty laugh cut through the tension. “I hope someone was recording! Fuckin’ idiot.”

"Yes, he told me as much.” Edd sniffled and let out a weak laugh. “In fact, he gave me quite the rundown for most of your past academic year. Including the so-called senior prank you hoped to pull." A sneaking smile accentuated his playful scorn.

"Me? A prank?" Eddy gasped and clutched his proverbial pearls. "It was a good one, huh?"

"Mmm, from what I could gather during his breathless retelling, you hoped to replace each student's photo in the yearbook with your own portrait?" Edd's smirk grew. "Sounds less like a prank and more a manifestation of unchecked narcissism."

"I thought it was funny. If that girlfriend of yours would’ve played along it would've been a scream." Eddy replied flatly. "I swear she used her piddly authority as head of the yearbook club to unfairly target me. What’d I ever do to her?” He gestured wildly alone in his room. “She wouldn't even approve my quote! Instead, she put some mealy-mouthed bullshit about the value of education. You need to get a handle on her.”

Edd momentarily ignored the bulk of the erroneous ravings and gave in to curiosity about what kind of trouble Eddy had been causing in his absence.

"Dare I ask just what vile excerpt you insisted be printed below your definitive school photo? The photo, mind you, that generations of our fellow alumni will undoubtedly come across?" Edd closed his eyes as innumerable offensive possibilities raced through his mind.

"It was gonna be that old Sinatra quote. Y’know, 'The best revenge is massive success.’ But oh no, little miss Steinem said it'd be a cold day in hell before a misogynist was commemorated in her precious book. Hell, I don't even care for the guy, but it's a good quote."

"That's it? Funny, I imagined something far more…blue. Although, she does have a point about the normalization of mid-century machismo. I'd think you of all people would be sympathetic to her cause."

Eddy paused to figure out what Edd meant.

"By the way, Nazz and I separated shortly before your class graduation. I was going to tell you when we last spoke but-"

"Woah, woah, woah, hang on! What’d she write ya a Dear John letter?"

A crackling laugh sent Edd recoiling from the phone’s speaker. Eddy made no effort to downplay his glee at the news he'd been waiting to hear for nearly a year.

"What happened, didja sprout a few chest hairs and scare her off?"

Edd held his matter-of-fact reply until the snickering ceased.

"The hardships of maintaining a long distance relationship proved too much to abide, I'm afraid. I think we had an inkling that our dalliance was doomed to dereliction, but it certainly was fun while it lasted."

"The fuck does that mean? You dumped her?"

"I like to think of it as mutual, Eddy. We came to realize that we were simply two ships passing in the night. Alas, separated by the briny tides of the vast ocean of inconstancy we call life."

"Yeah, she dumped ya. And now I see why, ew!"

"Oh, and I suppose women are just lining up to jump into that unmade bed of yours?" Edd snorted.

"Uh, duh! They’re linin’ the block just for the chance. Had to install a turnstile for chrissake!" He smiled when Edd's scoff morphed into a genuine laugh.

"Why, it’s a wonder you found the time to call me. I’m flattered.”

“Yeah well, even Lothario needs a breather from time to time.” Eddy flipped over on the bed to lay on his stomach. “What about you? How's the single life treatin' ya? You must be bumpin' uglies with a different chick every night, huh?"

Edd rolled his eyes at the notably accusatory tone and accompanying vulgar image.

"Please. If I didn't know any better, I’d think I had unwittingly signed a vow of celibacy along with the lease for my off-campus apartment." Edd stood from his chair and stretched with a drawn out groan, then took the three short steps back to his outgrown bed. "Not that I've had the time, nor energy for such extracurricular activities, given my shortsightedness in arranging my summer schedule."

Relief washed over Eddy.

"What, you mean to tell me you ain't goin' to the keggers at Alpha Beta Soup every weekend?" They both chuckled at the absurd idea.

"Tempting as it may be to attend a gathering of belligerent, red-faced bloviators, where the guest of honor is a barrel of Bud Light - I think I'll pass."

"You gotta make time for yourself or you'll go nuts, Dee. What've you been doing all break then?"

"Well, I just finished my final class of the summer… Oh, and I’ve started tutoring again.” Exhaustion stopped him from elaborating. “Now, I’m waffling.”

"About what?"

"Well, I'd really like to see you and Ed before classes commence in a few weeks. I'm just not sure…"

"Not sure?" Eddy's forehead scrunched. "I'm- er, Ed's practically dysfunctional without ya. More than usual, that is."

"Oh good lord, please tell me he's still employed?" Edd's subconscious foot shaking paused while awaiting an answer.

"Yeah, yeah he's still at the plant." Eddy heard a faint exclamation of relief from his friend. "Him and May are still mushy as ever, yadda yadda yadda. I can tell he's missin’ ya though."

"It's not that I don't want to see you! I'm just once again letting worry cloud my better judgment." Edd looked down at the throbbing, red thumb he'd been mindlessly picking at since before their call started. "I'm not even sure where I'd stay if I did come to visit."

There was a brief silence while Eddy's brain caught up to his friend's words. He'd been stuck on the irony of Edd worrying about Ed's job, when in reality he was the one who'd recently nearly wrecked his car looking for "Help Wanted" signs.

"Well, depending on when you wanna come, my folks are takin' their uh… 'couples' cruise' in like, a week. You could stay at my place."

Edd's face lit up at his friend's offer.

"Oh, Eddy, that would be fantastic! And what convenient timing… How long will they be away?"

"Mom said they're leaving for the airport Tuesday morning, but I'll have to find out when they're comin' back. It's usually like a week."

"Excellent!" Edd squeaked excitedly. "As soon as you find out I'll buy my bus ticket, and-"

"Bus?!" Eddy sat up. "You really think you'd survive a ride on the Freakshow Express? Get real! I'll drive it. Just gimme the address."

"Honestly, Eddy, the bus isn't that bad. I'm of the opinion that having to endure a few eccentrics is a small price to pay for ecologically sustainable transportation."

"I want to come get you." He was a little embarrassed by how intense he suddenly sounded. His heart rate picked up. An eyebrow arched beneath Edd's hat.

"Have you been adhering to your vehicle's maintenance schedule?"

"You can't help yourself, can you?" Eddy laughed and shook his head. "My car's fine. I just got the brake pads replaced, and I think they changed the oil. Might've been the wiper fluid... I dunno. How bout I bring ya the receipt and you can write your analysis on the way back?"

"Oh, I'm sorry that I'm not jumping at the opportunity to be stranded on some rural back road with no phone service, and none of the tools required to correct whatever mechanical misfortune undoubtedly befalls us given our seemingly supernatural bad luck. Do you even have a roadside emergency kit? Preferably including road flares?"

"I still have the one you gave me! You act like we're goin' to Canada or something. It's a few hundred miles. I got cables, a spare, a jack, and I'll wear my cut offs in case we need to flag down some meathead to do the grunt work."

Edd's giggling tapered with a sigh.

"In that case, I look forward to seeing you, Eddy."

"I bet you do." He teased, making Edd redden. "Nah, I'm excited to see you too. Maybe we could, uh... get some lunch or somethin' while we're out there." It was a benign suggestion, but heightened excitement made it seem risky.

"I'd like that." Edd's calm voice masked the fact that he was screaming internally. No, he wouldn't read to much into his friend's words. He'd only end up hurt again. Instead, he read his watch. "I hate to cut our conversation short, Eddy, but I've got to start my nighttime routine."

As kids, they'd yap on the phone for hours with no lull until one or both of them fell asleep clutching the receiver. Eddy found himself grinning like an idiot at the not-so-distant memories. After such a long stretch of not speaking, it was difficult to say goodbye.

"Alright, have fun scrubbing your elbows or whatever it is you do."

"You know I will!"

"I'll let you know what my mom says. I'll text you!"

"Sounds great. Good-"

"Don't forget your phone!"

"I'll clip it to my belt tonight."

"'You better."

"Good night, Eddy."

"Night, Dee."

#fic

[jdtrashman]

So because I am an ed edd n eddy fan to my core, I wanna highlight a little indie project that just came out on YouTube

This is Peach Creek, an animated fan project by a guy named George Abingdon.

The premise is that, a few years after the conclusion of eene in Big Picture Show, life has progressed as normal. The kids of the cul-de-sac are in high school, the Ed's in particular being in their last year. Everything is quiet, but it's that tense, uneasy quiet that only comes when the next stage of your life is coming on fast, and what was once comfortable is starting to fray at the seems.

And then...well, I won't give it away. Watch it, find out. The ending of this pilot episode is worth the viewing alone.

Me personally? I'm hooked, and cannot wait for more.

#ed edd n eddy #peach creek #indie animation #youtube animation #plz give this a watch #its REALLY good #Youtube

[studiolemonboy]

This is a background color test (using CMYK halftones) for with one of locations in my comic.

Atomic Video is a location in the town of Cherry Creek from my new YA cosmic horror comic set in 1990's New England. "Cherry Creek Paranormal Club" (formerly Peach Creek Paranormal) follows Paranormal Club Members Louise, Jean, Alejandro, Christine, and Sam as they uncover the dark secrets bubbling up to the surface and threatening to destroy their town, all while navigating their last year of middle school.

Atomic Video is the video store where Alejandro's horror-buff older brother, Francisco, works, and it becomes a frequent meeting spot for the Club outside of school. Francisco, in his infinite movie-trope related wisdom, sometimes acts as an esoteric guide to the weird world of movie monsters and high-concept sci-fi shenanigans that the Club may face on their quest for the truth. He also lets them hang out and play on the arcade cabinets. Don't ask about his break-up with the goth bookseller at Black Cherry Books across the street; it's still pretty fresh.

#artists on tumblr #digital art #illustration #illustrator #character drawing #children’s illustration #ya comics #ya horror #horror for kids #horror comics #90s aesthetic #video store #blockbuster #90s nostalgia #indie comix #indie comics #indie comics artist #comic artist #comic book art #fantasy art #scifiart #character illustration #background design #cmyk #middle grade comics #young adult #young adult comics #character concept #imaginary interior #illustrated book

[fish-bowl-2]

do you have any headcanons about bro?

Oh boy! Lemme see... Admittedly, for some details, they are more akin to loose ideas since I haven't fully decided which direction I would take for my interpretation. Here are some that I am pretty confident in:

1. I like the common sentiment people seem to have that Eddy's parents had Bro when they were young (probably just out of high school or during) and inexperienced. Eddy's father might have been more heavy-handed with his discipline (which would only escalate with Bro's clear proclivity to misbehavior). I also like the idea that they lived in a city/urban area before moving to Peach Creek. Bro would have probably been a late preteen/young teen by that point, and moving at that age can be pretty tumultuous. After all, you are leaving behind everything you are familiar with to an entirely different environment. He probably held on to a lot of resentment towards his parents for that (and ultimately took that out on his baby brother).

2. On that note, I think that moving could have served a multipurpose opportunity in his parents' eyes. Not only would it be a "fresh" start for them with a new kid, but a way to get Bro away from "bad influences," aka friends and people he was already aquainting himself with. Being pulled away from those people, no matter if the intention was well-meaning, likely just made Bro feel more alienated.

3. I see Bro as pretty pretentious personalitywise lol. His room definitely speaks to that alone. It is more like a pop art exhibit than a sleeping abode. He also plays a harp? And enjoys traditional European folk music? He absolutely is the type of guy to see himself as an authority on any subject. Probably because it makes him feel clever and important. He gives me the vibe of a guy who'd have a Pulp Fiction poster in his room. Does that track?

3. Not only is he good at making scams, but falling for them. He's definitely tried investing in one or more shoddy business/company/start-up a friend of a friend promised would go places. All of which end up down the gutter. My mom's coworker has a son who is trying to make it as what he calls a "professional gambler." That is the kind of career investment I see Bro attempting to move forward with. (Tbh, I kind of see Eddy as being similarly gullible to business investments/scams. Maybe it is some kind of McGee family curse, lmao).

4. Steely Dan enjoyer. I see Eddy liking them as well, but I mean Bro, probably "handed down" more than just his pornos and clothing.

That's all I can think of atm. Thank you so much for the ask. I love thinking/responding about this kind of stuff : )

#asks

[virgil-analogical-trash]

Group Ed Edd and Eddy Highschool roleplay! All Characters Open except Double D at current.

Peach Creek is a small town with a limited population, though we follow a group of kids from a cul-de-sac who has now aged into high school. These teens are known to get into mischief and chaos at school and home. Peach Creek Highschool, the home of the Lions, where the football team is one well-known group of guys, is very defensive. Now with all the kids of the cul-de-sac in high school, many wonder what type of mischief will follow these teens

#ed edd n eddy #ed edd eddy fanart #eddy #eene #eene double d #eene eddy #eene fanart #eene kevin #eene rolf #eene nazz #eene jimmy #eene jonny #eene sarah #eene au #eene plank #eene roleplay #originalcharacter #oc roleplay #kevedd #kevin x edd #edd x eddy #edd x kevin

[pigeonwit]

thoughts on billie the kid: act 2

again, this is not a full synopsis, but it DOES follow the plot of the show, so big spoiler alert if you're going to see it! i just wanted to have my rough thoughts and notes laid out so that i can write up a full synopsis when the songs are all released, as my memory and audio processing aren't the best and i don't quite remember the show flawlessly. anywhore let's get into it!!

(trigger warnings for: mentions of attempted suicide, homophobia, transphobia and gun violence)

ough when yuki came back on stage to read the opening stage directions and the whole theatre cheered… “howdy yall >:3 you ready for more billie the kid?” I LOVE YOOOOOU

act 2 opens on a flashback of betty when she used to have a job. she used to be a dancer at this dive bar, had a good social circle and people who seemed to care about her – but the seeds of her illness are there. she tries to drink even though she’s pregnant and only stops when darlene rose (who’s a teacher at winchester creek high and used to be betty’s closest friend) stops her. darlene doesn’t treat this as a shocking thing for betty to be doing – she just sort of laughs it off and treats it as betty being a silly, quirky gal. but when we know how betty turns out, how hard she’s trying to keep herself afloat? It leaves such a bitter taste in your mouth.

when betty introduces her set to the bar she yells “how we all doin’ tonight!” and i (and i suppose a lot of other people) weren’t sure if we were allowed to cheer, so she goes “okay we gone try that again – HOW WE ALL DOIN’ TONIGHT!!!” and when we all cheered she went “how DID we fit so many people in a bar :3” oh jodie steele you scallywag…

(seriously for a gay man i was. really twirling my hair whenever jodie steele was on stage. omg haha ‘this many people in a bar’ you’re sooooooo funny teehee…)

they really did so well with betty’s character. she’s a sympathetic and hardworking woman who genuinely does want a better life for her and her daughter. ‘cowgirl thunder’ is about her wishes for herself and billie to have a better life undefined by their tragedies. she even says that she doesn’t care that her husband left her, as long as she has billie. her addiction doesn’t stem from her tragedy, it is an ILLNESS that no one paid any attention to until it was too late.

when ‘cowgirl thunder’ ends the lights fade in on billie centre-stage as the bar patrons leave, singing ‘cowgirl thunder’ alone, by herself at her school’s pep rally, with such dead eyes. when she gets offstage brodie asks if her mother showed up. she didn’t. “i really thought she’d show this time…” “yeah? i didn’t.” oh billie… i just want to hug her and tell her it’s gonna be okay.

milky abel sings this confederate song that i’m sure would’ve been more interesting to me if only my audio processing wasn’t so messed up. i really do wish i’d asked if i could get a transcript or something before coming but alas.

while milky sings, peaches and mouse are backstage getting their money from their client, big willy, who is just the sweetest and really does show that while the hatred in their hometown is the majority, the town in its entirety is not a lost cause.

when peaches and big willy trade their bags and make the sale:

ms banks: um – sir, who are you? big willy: … um- mouse: hey thanks for bringing me my backpack DAD!!!! big willy: uh – no problem, sweet… child o’ mine!

(big willy is an ally and I love him)

kelly, as she’s valedictorian, introduces the ‘best player’ award for brodie at the pep rally. brodie’s been stressing about this award for the whole show, it’s something billie’s been trying to hype him up about because he’s scared of what to say – and seeing kelly’s poisonous smile when she says ‘and now, our best PLAYER, brodie benson!’ curdled my gut.

as brodie accepts the award, kelly congratulates him and also says that as a special bonus for this year only, he’s also won an all expenses paid vacation… with a conversation therapy church camp. candy and mary-beth have party poppers and everything. the way my stomach dropped. the way brodie becomes so very small on that stage. they didn’t just humiliate him… they ACTUALLY gave his information to a church camp. brodie was put in so much danger here and they’re laughing about it.

i can’t remember well enough to quote it flawlessly, but I know kelly does fully announce on stage that brodie was cheating with david, throwing them both under the bus. but she really seems to phrase it like she’s protecting billie, using phrases like ‘did you think you could just get away with it?’, and it’s so horrifying to see kelly, who we've seen firsthand defending all her fellow winchester creek women so fiercely, take such twisted pride in throwing a vulnerable person under the bus.

billie: what’s the matter with you?! i told you to let it go! brodie: you told her…?

NOOOOOOOOOOO….

billie: we made a deal, i was going to stand by him! kelly: you would’ve just let him humiliate you like that?! come ON billie, have some self respect! just because you were raised in a trailer, doesn’t mean you have to act like trash!

oh FUCK… but honestly? yeah. doesn't surprise me. that’s always been it, hasn’t it? kelly has always been fine to defend billie and treat her well when she thought billie was a ‘good’ poor person. because billie didn’t complain too much or go against her at all. but now that billie is defying her? the gloves come off. she’s just trash.

‘poor white trash girl’ reprise while billie beats the shit out of kelly in slowmo?? FUCK yes.

and the way kelly IMMEDIATELY jumps to pressing charges when it’s all done, knowing full well she’s destroying the future that meant so much to billie, the future she confided in kelly about so much? doesn’t even phase her. the trailer trash girl hit her and she’s going to pay for it.

ms banks: she drew first blood. peaches: are you kidding me?! kelly started this, every day for every year that she’s been tormenting us – all of you are adults, and you did NOTHING, but the minute we fight back- ms banks: we? are you implying you were an instigator in this fight, ms harrison?

and then david pulls her away, hiding peaches behind him… oh peaches you try so hard to protect everyone but GOD…

i also really love how they write ms banks as a character. i could write ESSAYS on ms banks. at the start of the show, she’s a supportive teacher who has an obviously good relationship with her students, but we KNOW she's not. i mean for fucks sake, she’s introduced raising the confederate flag for memorial day on the side of the confederates, we KNOW she’s not a good person – but we only see her through billie's point of view. the way she’s so supportive of her students (her straight, white, ‘don’t rock the boat’ students who repeat exactly what she wants them to) and so encouraging towards billie to the point where billie feels comfortable talking about her relationship with her… but the MINUTE anyone steps out of line, the minute someone’s too queer, too poor, too loud, she turns on them. she threatens that ‘there aren’t many delinquents who get scholarships’ and starts ranting to ms rose about how she ‘can’t believe’ brodie and billie would ‘turn out that way’, saying that billie’s wound up ‘just like her mother’. because that that’s all her support ever was. keeping people in line with her beliefs.

i love that ms rose isn’t portrayed as being ms banks’ flawless counterpart. ms rose is flawed too – it would’ve been so easy to portray as this wiser, more sensible woman who the young whippersnappers should be listening to if they want to get anywhere, but no! she IS wrong on this one! she was wrong to turn her back on betty when her addiction grew worse, she was wrong to turn a blind eye when david got bullied to the point of suicide, and now she finally realizes that her innocent blind eyes are just allowing more kids to get hurt. she can make as many jokes as she wants about hating that they hang the confederate flag every memorial day, but unless she does something, she’s part of the problem. she may not understand these kids, but she knows they’re the future, and she knows she has to support them.

when billie’s chucked in jail ('like mother like daughter' SHUT THE FUCK UP UNNAMED POLICE OFFICER) she gets this beautiful moment where she just punches the walls and screams. i love that she’s allowed to express her rage so fiercely.

“are you a white trash girl or are you an outlaw?” […] “are you a good little housewife or a goddamn outlaw?” - GOD. that’s fucking it, isn’t it? that’s the only option. if you’re born trash the best you can hope to do is just stay in the lines, be good, keep your head down and nod politely at all the benevolent people who aren’t judging you as harshly as they could be – but the moment you step out of line? away you fucking go.

there’s a moment in ‘outlaw’ when the choreography is just so… VISCERAL. billie’s punching the floor, the walls, seizing, clutching her head, hitting herself, SCREAMING… i really hope they’re able to keep some of this ferocity when they record the songs in full. we deserve to see women expressing their rage. not just in that palatable hollywood-ified, stone-faced, non-intrusive, covered in blood but still making sure they look pretty enough ‘female rage’ way – we deserve to see women being loud and ugly and unpalatable in their fury and seeing the beauty in that. billie’s been forcing herself to fit neatly in the lines for so long – she deserves to go fucking crazy.

when billie’s mother finally turns up at school and ms rose lays into her, she immediately asks if betty’s drunk again. and it’s revealed that betty IS sober, she’s been sober for the entire time we’ve seen her throughout the show – and yet not even her once best friend wants to see the good in her. ms banks even admits later to billie when she gets her out of jail that she really did turn her back on betty because she thought people would lump her in with betty and assume she was another addict – and maybe if she’d just been there to support her, things wouldn’t’ve been as bad as they were.

but after this really earnest moment of an older woman recognizing her flaws and standing by her younger generation, we get ms banks again. she finds kelly at her locker and immediately starts sinking her hooks in. she does it slowly – she asks about kelly, how she’s feeling, if she’s not too hurt. and kelly confides in her about how upset she is that billie would do this to her when she was only trying to help defend her. and ms banks starts feeding her this narrative that of course billie has to stand by brodie, because that’s their agenda – you have to support gay people no matter what they do or you’re a bad person. that’s why she just got her first warning from ms rose! (totally not because she was badmouthing students and turning a blind eye to bigotry almost a week after a boy just came back to school after trying to kill himself due to rampant homophobia). so kelly, being as ignorant and privileged as she is, is horrified – “so we have to just sit back and let them do and say whatever they want, but we can’t even speak our mind about it?” and ms banks is so clearly offering her such FAKE wisdom, but the way she says it, soft-spoken and understanding, it makes sense that kelly would believe her when she’s justifying everything kelly did as if they’re the only two reasonable people in the world. it’s chilling, seeing ms banks spread her brainwashing so easily and watching kelly lock herself in an echo chamber so willingly as long as it means she gets to be right.

‘not your slave’ is such a genius song for ms banks to sing. taking all this victim-imagery and using it for her own privileged self. making herself out to be this defiant hero when in the background, mouse runs in to hide peaches’ bag of money in her locker, only for kelly to find them, rip the bag from their hands and attack them when they try to get it back, fully slamming their head into her locker.

when mouse falls backwards, clutching their head, david runs in and grabs them, looking at kelly with such hatred before deciding that what’s important is getting mouse out of there.

the conversation milky abel and brodie have was – again – an incredible example of how easy it would’ve been for this show to go with the tropes. at first it really does seem like they’re going to do the ‘love, simon’ thing; milky starts ranting that brodie’s been lying to him since they were six, so clearly he’s in the wrong, right? but that logic falls apart so easily - “milky, when i was six, i didn’t even know gay was a thing you could be. and when i did, i already knew how you’d react.” milky does try to brush this off – “well, maybe you didn’t! maybe i didn’t know how i’d react!” but when brodie says “well, here we are. and no matter what, i hope you get past this, because-“ “don’t you dare-“ “i still love you, brother-“ and milky goes to attack him. brodie puts his hands up at his sides and milky doesn’t do anything, but the point’s been proven. all brodie’s doing is existing as he is. and because milky’s too stubborn to try and understand, he goes straight to fighting. he lets brodie go and storms off, but this has clearly affected him.

god when mouse comes back on stage… and they’re all patching them up… david with a pack of frozen peas and peaches holding them so tight… it’s horrible but it’s also so beautiful… the show somehow balances the sheer tragedy of the queer experience and the pride, camaraderie and joy of it all.

“what were you thinking? normally it’s me getting beat up and you patching me up afterwards…” - i need an entire miniseries dedicated to peaches mouse and david’s family dynamic.

“i’m gonna wear these with pride. it’s a hard rite of passage… for weird boys in small towns.” – this is the point where I started crying and just did not stop.

oof milky confronting kelly… he’s trying man he’s a little confused but he’s got the spirit:

"and peaches’ little brother-“ “oh, you mean peaches’ trans-gender-non-conforming-alien-freak-of-nature?!” - kelly GIRL you have got to calm down.

“and what you did to mouse-“ “mouse?! listen to how you’re TALKING about it!!”

“peaches’ brother – sister – WHATEVER-“

HE’S CONFUSED BUT HE GOT THE SPIRIT!!!

god kelly gets SO defensive the moment milky tells her to just leave off…

“well why don’t you go marching in a pride parade with them, hm?” “what are you saying?” “you and brodie were always close. you can go hand in hand. you and brodie, just like always.” - GOD the way kelly so easily goes from just being plain ignorant to spreading this fear rhetoric GIRL… i really thought this would be it for milky I really didn’t think he’d keep changing after this, i figured he’d get scared and stop. but no!! he keeps making progress!! he finds billie and tells her that he and kelly hid peaches’ money in his locker, he tells her the combination, he tells her that he loves kelly but messing with drug money, what she did to brodie and hurting a little kid just isn’t right.

“tell the little one i’m sorry. it never should’ve come to this.” – HE RECOGNIZES THE PART HE PLAYED IN ALL THE HATRED HE SPREAD… HE RECOGNIZES THAT, INTENTIONAL OR NOT, HE PLAYED A PART IN THIS… HE REALLY DOES HAVE POTENTIAL FOR CHANGE AND HE'S TAKING THAT OPPORTUNITY NOW...

after fixing up mouse, david goes to break into kelly’s locker to get the money back. he’s so frantic when he can’t find it – “no, no, no, where is it, it HAS to be here!!!” … and then ms banks finds him. i am mostly going to paraphrase their confrontation because i can't remember it flawlessly but it's important to me that i have it written down:

david: its not what it looks-

ms banks: it looks to me like you were targeting kelly again.

david: targeting…? like she targeted me?!

ms banks: that's different! i know people like you, david, and you stir the pot! you know you do. there is something... wrong with you, david. something twisted deep inside. you’re sick.

stop. stop stop stop. 'cause isn't that the thing we're all afraid of? that we deserved it all? that if we'd just been a little more normal, maybe people would've let us be?

none of you are ready for saint david. hes lifted up by brodie and milky like christ on the cross. hes on his knees before his homophobic teacher being told that he deserved everything he got for stirring the pot so much, what did he expect, hes SICK. hes thrashing in rage and disgust and beating himself as he sobs. youre not ready.

“you make me feel like a saint, o, david… you are a pervert. and you make me feel like a saint, o, david, you are my favourite.” – the way ms banks sings this to him, so twistedly happy to see what was once a proud and determined boy beaten down, kneeling at her feet, punished for being so ‘disgusting’.

and david still has the gun. the gun that billie promised would keep him safe. he is a saint. he’s the patron saint of every queer in winchester creek and he’s going to make things right for them.

“hey kelly… how much did your daddy have to pay to get you into duke?” – get her ass, david. even if kelly is their valedictorian, how did she get that? because she was able to pay her way to do it. she was able to afford tutors, to go to camps, etc etc, and if she missed the mark, her father could always grease the wheels for her – meanwhile billie’s sleeping four hours a night just to keep her lights on and fight for her full-ride scholarship.

kelly: i can give you the money – it’s in milky’s locker, i’ll give you the combination-

david: don’t lie to me!

billie: she’s not lying, david, i found it! the money’s all here, you don’t have to do this, just put the gun down-

david: shut up, just SHUT UP!

GOD. of course he doesn’t want to see reason! why should he see reason?! he’s been put through fucking hell for years just trying to be himself – he deserves to go off the rails. he wants to make everyone else feel the way he felt just trying to live his own life. there’s no justice for him here, so he has to make it himself.

david trying to take the shot is terrifying. he’s so frightened. “i’ll… i’ll look down the barrel,” he says, reciting everything billie taught him. “and you won’t hurt anyone again… and the world will be a better place for it…”

“you think this ends with kelly? david, don’t do this. xon’t let someone like kelly make you throw your life away. get out of here. live your life. live beautiful. hell, live ugly. just LIVE.” “… what am i doing-?”

yeah. i sobbed. cause isn’t that all we want? just the ability to live our own lives? beautiful and ugly as they are? and we’re put through hell for wanting that every day. of course it drives us to the brink.

“it’s okay, it’s all gonna be okay, david, i’m sorry-“ “no, it's ME! there's - there's something wrong with me, billie…” god. it’s so fucking devastating to see someone who was so proud, so determined, truly believe that there is no hope for him in this world. i’ve been there, man. it's awful to see. we can put on a brave face but god, we just want to be accepted.

the ‘confederate fag’ reprise… david, through tears, trying to convince himself that his life can still come true after everything. he just has to hold on a little more.

god when kelly gets the gun. it’s so different with her. what does it matter if she shoots david? she still gets to live her life. we’ve seen it. maybe she wouldn’t get into duke, but she’d still have her happy southern girl life. she doesn’t have the same desperation david does – she’s driven only by hatred. “he spread it to brodie – i won’t let him spread it to my milky!” – THAT’s what’s driving her. a need to get rid of anything that doesn’t fit into her views. so how do you reason with that?

kelly: get away, youre DISGUSTING!

david, through tears: no. i’m beautiful.

yes you are-

billie standing between david and the gun. “if you want him, you’ll have to get me first... there aren't many school shooters at duke, kelly.” this is what allyship fucking means.

jesus christ, marching up to kelly, shoving the gun between her own eyes like a cowboy in a standoff, telling kelly to look down the barrel and DO IT… billie belle is the insane girlboss musical theatre tumblr needs. she has zero self-preservation and a moral compass stronger than god and she will use those powers to KICK ASS and protect vulnerable communities 😌

betty finding billie after the stand off and refusing to leave her alone – she’s shown up now and she’s not leaving. she’s GOING to be here. and god, when she gives billie the scholarship letter she spent so long hiding from her because she was so scared of losing her… the way she tries to hold it together when billie's almost in tears of relief to know she's getting out of town...

“my white trash girl… my billie the kid…” WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

again, i’m so glad they gave billie the opportunity to process all this on her own terms. she’s allowed to tell her mother “we’re talking about this later – but i just can’t do this right now”. she’s not obligated to forgive or be the bigger person. she’s allowed to take time to process everything that’s happened between her and her mother.

god when mouse comes on stage to sing their solo in ‘like a saint’… that's me. that kid is me. that little fourteen year old trans kid reminiscing about playing with their action men and their barbies, staining the dress they didn't want to wear, plucking daisies from a field and wearing them like a crown for a king - they're me and i'm them and we are each other and that is eternal. daisies, baby. we keep rising up and there's no getting rid of us.

i love all the creek kid's little interactions in 'like a prayer'. billie RUNNING in to hug mouse in their seat, peaches calling brodie 'brodie BAD BITCH benson', david telling billie he'll never forget what she did for him... man. a family can really be just a white trash girl, a cowboy cheerleader, a saint, a peach and a mouse.

billie deciding to stay with her mother is really beautiful and honestly a pretty satisfactory end for her character – her only motivation to leave was to get a general business degree because she didn’t think there was anything for her in winchester creek. but now she realizes that that’s not what she wants, there IS something for her here and she WILL have the opportunity to do something she truly does want to do.

(but also… yikes my working-class scholarship-student heart CLENCHED when she turned down the scholarship. billie you better turn your ass back around-)

“let’s make a deal – no matter where we are, no matter what’s happened, we’ll meet back at this old creek once a year.” “i’ll do you one better – anytime, anyplace, ANYWHERE but winchester creek.” and they did :’)

the epilogue is so fucking beautiful. "i wish i could say things got better for us…" and they don’t. they don’t pretend like surviving their high school and leaving their bigoted town ended all the hatred they experience. the epilogue literally opens on kelly having a talkshow where she smugly declares that gender affirming care is now a felony in multiple states. but even if things aren’t perfect now, they’ve kept going. betty gets a job at the truck stop, milky abel got a dog (‘that’s a big deal round here!’) and mary-beth ‘got serious about wanting to save people… she’s now a safety officer at seaworld 😌’

'ms banks got fired... i think she's home-schooling now.' - man it sucks to know ms banks is now more able to sink her claws into young impressionable people and make a hundred more kellys in the world to spread her hatred, but... yeah. it's real. this is what happens. this is the sad reality. there's very little justice for the people who create the environment of our suffering, and i'm glad this show wasn't afraid to show that truth for what it is.

‘and even though it took seven years of college, law school and LSATS… i just passed the state bar. with a speciality in human rights law.’ – OUR GIRL IS A LAWYER YALL… BILLIE THE FUCKING KID SPREADING CHANGE AND LIBERATION WHEREVER SHE GOES!!!!!

david: and we got shitty jobs, bad boyfriends-

peaches: GREAT girlfriends-

mouse: and messy one-night stands but we also got TESTOSTEROOOOONE-

MOUSE PULLS AND GETS THE CARE THEY DESERVE BABY!!!

‘we lived beautiful. hell, we lived ugly. but we lived.’ – jesus fucking christ. they lived. after everything, they lived. ryan kopel don’t do this to me you can’t do this to me oh god-

‘and we kept our promise! Every year, once a year, we’d meet up – anytime, anyplace, ANYWHERE but winchester creek… except today.’ – and then the cast behind her unfurls a banner… ‘WINCHESTER CREEK PRIDE 2023’. i’ll say it. i wept.

‘and i love you ‘cause you’re amazing… and i love you ‘cause you’re strong… if it’s hell or heaven you’re raising… well, we just keep marching on…’

fuck yeah, man. we’re daisies and we keep marching on.

#billie the kid #billie the kid musical

[callmespikey]

I have been following a fanmade show on Patron call ‘’Peach Creek’’ by George Abingdon with of course is an Ed, Edd n Eddy webshow a direct sequel to EEnE Big Picture Show setting in final years in High School. And there is something I like about the episode THE RUG PULL things like background, character designs, animation, sound effect form show and more. I do also like the grain texture images that feels very vinage-like roughness that reminds of original cel-like art style.

Also there are some reference and homage to the previous episodes from Season 1-6 and the film.

e.g. -It start with Double D's room at beginning of this episode just like the first Season 1 episode ‘’The Ed-Touchables’’

-We also see a short second clip of the Abandoned House in background from Season 2 ‘’Honor Thy Ed’’

The character interaction throughout has been very respectful so far like Ed of course how still is a lovable goofball. I really like how you added references to the original show. I also like how you borrowed elements from the original show & crafted it into a unique future version of Ed. Ed telling a story while forgetting things & making mistakes was perfectly done! Eddy being annoyed at Ed & calling him a "Moron" was also a perfect touch. Ed talking about Johnny was also really well done. Double D breaking the 4th wall with Eddy was perfectly done too. The intelligence continues to shine through with Double D. Johnny having changes in his life without Plank was very saddening to hear too. I also like how Eddy calls Ed "Lumpy" - All of this is just paying homage to Ed Edd n Eddy ever so well.

I can on and on about first Episode, but for some weird reason it give me also a feeling of inspiration inside my heart since I also do a EEnE project to that hopefully will become a reality.

#ed edd n eddy #ed edd n eddy fanart #Peach Creek #eene #George Abingdon #animation #fanmade #Youtube

[owmylasagna-blog]

1, 2, 3, 4, 10, 11 ededdy :3

Thanks for submitted some more questions! So I double checked and this is in fact for eddeddy. I’ve answered most of these except 3 and 4.

3.) describe their first date

I cant imagine them planning a “first date” in the traditional sense because they already are best friends and inseparable and for high schoolers dates are usually just hanging out? They also try to keep the relationship on the DL for a while to avoid it getting out the rest of school, their parents, etc. For this reason they also don’t exactly have a set “anniversary” date which just means when they are older they get to joke about what was the “first date”. Sure, maybe it was the first time they went to a movie without Ed or the night Edd confessed his feelings or all the times Eddy insisted Edd dress as his wife 👀 or Eddy’s favorite running gag, “when are we gonna go on our first date?”

They might have more proper dates once they sort of better establish that what they have is solidly a committed romantic relationship which I’m not sure would happen right away. So maybe there is a day during the summer before college where they leave Peach Creek pile on a bunch of cheesy date activities.

4.) describe their first kiss

I wrote a scene in my current fic about a possible first kiss scenario that ties into Edd confessing his feelings for Eddy. In that scenario Edd is crying and Eddy is trying to comfort him while at the same time he’s really excited because now he knows that Edd reciprocates his feelings. He’s just so relieved that he kisses Edd’s head and Edd quickly realizes with the gesture that Eddy also likes him a little more than a buddy. It’s then Edd that asks to kiss Eddy to which he nervously but excitedly accepts. The whole thing is just really sappy and sweet.

#yap yap dribble dribble #eddeddy

[faline-cat444]

Vision of a soft modernized slightly aged-up continuity reboot for Ed Edd n Eddy

Few details before I try making the script samples and other rough ideas for some minor concepts.I'm mainly compiling several thoughts and jokes into something more definitive and cohesive.To start off there would be a new character serving as something of audience surrogate,we shall call her Evelyn Kanker but we won't know her relation to the sisters until the end of the episode.Compared to the rest of the cast Evelyn is slightly older,specifically around seventeen so she's a newly graduated high school student who came to Peach Creek to interview the community and put some rumors either to the test or rest.

The "modern" part comes into play was Evelyn is going to conduct interviews with her smartphone with the kids.Edd is the native she comes into contact with and along with the other two Eds will try to serve as tour guides for her stay in the area.

Evelyn:I'm going to have an extended stay in this area due to some rumors that have made me curious.First of all I think I need permission from your parents if I want to do this properly since it looks like all of you are minors...Where are your parents?

Edd:I'm afraid almost everyone's parents are at work and won't be back home until way later.

Evelyn:(No way that's concerning...)Ah well,I guess I can deal with that later.Just as long as you give me consent before I start up the camera should this be fine.

Edd:Why certainly.

Evelyn:First of all,tell me your name.

Edd:It's Eddward but on account two other boys who live here have that name and mine happens to be a variant with two Ds all the others tend to call me "Double D" to easier differentiate the three of us.But while it might sound like that they are technically saying "E-D-D".

Evelyn:...Are you aware of the breast size context that nickname comes with...?

Edd:The what now?

Evelyn:Well,at least you still have your innocence.Anyway,I'll pay you a quarte--

Edd:SHHH!That phrase is taboo around here.

Evelyn:Really?Why?

Edd:Remember those two other boys I mentioned?They're my best friends and--

Eddy:DID SOMEONE SAY QUARTER?!Sure took you long enough to discover the other meaning of your nickname,Sockhead.Anyway,who is this chick?

Edd:Eddy,this is Evelyn.She's here to interview us and...What exactly are you planning to do with your footage?

Evelyn:Peach Creek has been the talk of some wild rumors on the internet--

Eddy:Internet,you say?Girl,are you an angel from heaven who is going to lead me towards a path of stardom?

Evelyn:Probably not,I'm lucky if my stuff even reaches the thousand view milestone.

Eddy:Maybe making me the star of your interview will change all that,the camera does tend to adore!Let's go get Ed.

Evelyn initially finds Ed's living conditions to be a little weird but quickly comes to accept it because she also has a minor affinity to things like monster movies and comics(But later on we learn she's more of the Japanese culture favorer).She also decides it's better to keep it a secret from Eddy how much some of Ed's collection might also be worth if put on the market.We get a mention to the original series by saying how they tried being tour guides before but it ended with "casualties".

Sarah and/or Jimmy become the next interviewees.Followed by Nazz which has Evelyn mistake her name as "Inez" at first.Kevin is encountered next which despite his tendency to call the Eds "dorks" she believes he sees them as good friends.She attempts to interview Rolf about his animals but he does not consent to being viewed through the "demonic crystal".Finally reaching Jonny which gets implications she also might be able to "hear" Plank.

At the end of the day Evelyn basically learns from the adventure all the rumors were true and the very boys who guided her across town instigated them all.She says she had a good time but has to go to where she'll be lodging to unpack and start editing her footage for the tell-all video.But before she steps foot in her car she notices a quarter on the ground,one problem though...It's Canadian.

Eddy:*snatches it*

I want to be sure you're not conning me out of a possible tip.Holy crap,it IS Canadian.You can keep it,that won't work to get a jawbreaker at the candy store.

Evelyn:Gobstoppers still cost a quarter around here?There must be a catch.Are they individually wrapped in plastic and about the size of a gumball?

Eddy:Gob what?I'm talking about jawbreakers.They're about this big.

Evelyn:The name doesn't lie if that's true.I guess I know where I need to visit tomorrow.

Evelyn drives off and we see her end up at the Park and Flush knocking on the door to the Kankers' trailer.This is where we learn she's their older cousin and besides the internet articles most more personal stories about goings on came from Lee,Marie,and May.She says she understands why they are so infatuated with the Eds and believes it's better if she hides her relation to the Kanker clan for the time being.So would end the introductory episode.

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As for something else that could play around with more recent changes in childhood play would have Ed's model kit hobby essentially play a role to the plot.Specifically he ordered a kit but what was delivered was massive.Ed builds it in a snap to reveal it's a giant mecha robot.Whatever is more in-line for the show's usual wackiness I guess they either try to turn it into something that can actually move around,they try to charge money to seeing it up close,and/or it's destroyed by the episode's end/remains in one of the backyards as an eyesore for the remainder of the series.

Evelyn is still playing a semi-prominent role through this and the next few episodes in trying to get a feel for the cul-de-sac lifestyle but eventually more-or-less gets phased out but is at least implied to be recording nearly everything the Eds are getting up to and eventually has an episode where she shows off what's been uploaded about her findings and experiences.Through this her identity as a Kanker also is brought to light.As a shoutout to how in the pitch bible it mentions Edd mails his socks to girls he has crushes on he might initially take it as a shock and go "AND TO THINK I WAS PLANNING ON MAILING MY SOCKS TO YOU!" but all she says to this was "Guess that explains why you wanted my address."

#Ed Edd n Eddy

[trashpie420]

Monster/Hunter KevEdd AU;

In this AU Edd comes from a family of hunters who go after the supernatural and usually do their hunts worldwide (main reason why they aren’t home a lot). Edd has been taught all the ropes, tricks and history surrounding hunting and has taken it very seriously along with his high school studies.

During this he finds out Kevin is a werewolf, but not your usual kind.

Unlike the majority of werewolves Edd is aware of, Kevin can change shape whenever he pleases and has full control of it. His strength is immensely strong which explains how he is one of the strongest players in the football team. He has a keen sense of smell and reflexes along with multiple abilities such as; wolf forming, night vision, intense strength, great hearing, immense agility and speed and tend to have some wolf like tendencies.

While Edd knows the main procedure would be to hunt him down and kill him, he finds himself unable to kill him finding him to become a good friend of his. Kevin on the hand views Edd as his mate, even if Edd is unaware of it. He knows Edd’s a hunter but doesn’t care seeing as he realizes he is his soulmate and has the urge to protect him at all cost.

Edd and Kevin spend time together growing their relationship together and eventually start to date each other. Both feeling that they can have a functional relationship with one another even if I’m a sense they are supposed to be enemies.

Kevin’s parents discourage him from dating outside of were-species, claiming that having an outside like Edd is bad news. It only gets worse when they find out he’s from a family of hunters, one’s who are famous for they’re were-hunting. Kevin refuses to listen to his parents, saying how they’re together and soulmates and there isn’t anything they can do about it.

Edd’s parents find out about werewolves in Peach Creek, coming back to find that their son is dating a werewolf. They argue about it and Edd’s parents make it clear that Kevin and his pack/family need to be put down. Edd upset tries to convince them out of it but it fails.

Edd tells Kevin and his pack what his parents and hunting group plan to do and that they need to evacuate. While listening Kevin tells Edd it’ll be fine as long as their together, but Edd reminds him he isn’t a werewolf and because of his hunter status if he is gone then the hunters won’t stop until they are all dead. Kevin states he refuses to leave without Edd but Edd points his silver blade at him as he breaks down claiming he’ll stab him if he doesn’t go because he knows his parents will do worse to him and he wants Kevin to live.

Kevin doesn’t go with his family and stays with Edd, claiming he’d rather die by the hands of his soulmate than live a lifetime without him. He stays, waiting for Edd’s parents and hunting group to come. While they try to get Edd away from Kevin, Edd refuses saying if they’re going to kill Kevin they have to kill him too.

This is when Edd makes the biggest choose in his life.

Edd makes Kevin bite him and Edd bites him back in hopes of turning into a werewolf with Kevin. His parents try to stop him but fail as Edd now has contaminated his blood with were blood.

Edd eventually turns into a werewolf and leaves with Kevin to his pack, he says goodbye to his parents who promise not to hunt them down but can’t promise other hunters won’t. They wish them luck as the two now feel complete together as they are each others sun and moon.

#eene #edd #ed edd n eddy #kevedd #kevin #fanfic

[mkorpse13]

AAAH IM SO EXCITED!!!

A new fan series for Ed Edd n Eddy is coming out very very soon!

It takes place a couple years after BPS (I believe)

Please go subscribe to https://youtube.com/@PeachCreek , im pretty sure that’s were it will be posted

#ed edd n eddy #eene #ed edd eddy fanart

[merrock]

CHARACTER INFORMATION

face claim: Haley Lu Richardson

full name: Peach Jones

nickname(s) / goes by: PJ, Pea

pronouns & gender: she/her & cis woman

sexuality: bisexual

birth date: February 23, 1997

birth place: Mobile, Alabama

arrival to merrock: 20 years ago

housing: Historic Downtown

occupation: Park Ranger

work place: Merrock State Park

family: mother

relationship status: single

PERSONALITY

Peach blows in on a breeze. If there's a bottom to her well, it hasn't been hit yet. She's quick to sniff out a party, or to strike up a conversation with a stranger. She leads with kindness and a smile and occasionally an ill made brownie. (The first two work well, the third not so much.) She enjoys things a little left of center and doesn't suffer bullies easily. Though no one would consider her organized, she does have a prudent sort of responsibility. At times forgetful, it is more like in the course of a friendship with Peach that she will turn up at the eleventh hour with a bottle of vodka and a solution. Some people might find that frustrating, but Peach has found her niche and decided to ignore the critiques.

WRITTEN BY: Kate (she/her, est.

BACKGROUND / BIO

triggering / sensitive content: death

Peach Jones likes to get lost. That is when the fun begins.

Her first steps and first smiles belonged to Alabama. Her parents were young, even, by admission, a little foolish. One week after walking across a stage for their high school diplomas they were walking into a drug store for a pregnancy test. As her mom likes to say, Peach kept the tongues wagging all summer. As was her custom, she arrived late with no apologies. Her name came down to her in a Jones family tradition. From Grandma Clementine, to mother Cherry, and on to Peach.

Her parents tried to do well by her, but they weren't built to last. Before Peach's third birthday, they were trading off weekends and growing in different directions. In those days, the sunlight spilt over. Peach's memories of Alabama all taste of lemon and dress themselves in yellow. She remembers sunburns and thunderstorms. There were Mardi Gras and block parties and the tilt of a southern accent. They were happy years when a father could arrive in a pick-up truck and whisk her away for ice cream and mini golf. And, just as their roots dug in they were ripped right up.

At six, a great aunt passed and, to the favored niece, went the little townhome in Maine. It was a whim and Cherry was quite good at those. She packed a car, dressed a daughter, and hit the road. The distance would rewrite bits of Peach's story. Space would grow between her and her father, between the new family he'd start properly. She'd miss her grandmother's cooking and stories. But, inevitably, she'd learn to love Merrock. She'd trade thunderstorms for crisp autumn nights filled with stars, and lemonade for lobster.

In Merrock, her mother opened a vintage and thrift clothing store in downtown. She never lost her accent, but Peach's waned as she grew and turned into a whisper. It was little time before she made friends and settled down in the town. She tended toward the adventurous, and was never too far from a skinned knee in those days. At the footsteps of Arcadia National Park, her love for nature learned to breathe. She was a girl scout and a wanderer. She was lost so many times during a troup hike that they assigned her a personal minder. Getting lost never fazed her though, she'd find little creeks and moss covered ferns, and deer. One day a park ranger found her asleep at the foot of an oak and walked her back personally. From that day on, she was sold.

In high school, she met a boy. Matthew was a fisherman's son and an anime enthusiast. They'd spend sunday mornings on a boat and sunday afternoons in his basement with dvds on repeat. Naruto and Death Note tucked in next to her succulent collection. Peach thinks they could have been everything and that is what hurts the most. The autumn he went over the railing of his father's boat, was the same autumn she received early acceptance into an undergrad program. She stumbled that first year in school, but her mother never let her knees touch the ground. The pain is quieter now but she still marks the anniversary and tucks his collections away.

When she graduated, Peach wasted no time in securing her position at Merrock State Park. At the start, she was young and fresh as spring rain, but she's grown since then. Her job is her passion and one of the only things she takes seriously in life. She still lives with her mother and their immortally grumpy cat. She even still helps at the thrift store. But whether it's at the shop, the marina, or the bar it's likely her badge is pinned just below a smile.

#merrockbio #peachjones #death tw

[kimberly40]

•The Grand Ole Folks of Yesterday•

Our great-grand folks were humble and poor,

In a little log cabin with cracks in the floor.

Carried their water up the hill from a spring,

In an old wooden bucket with a cup of tin.

Gathered in kindling from a brush patch,

Handmade lights and saved their scarce match.

Behind every stove was a strong wooden box

Filled with dry wood, carried and chopped.

Close to the fireplace, warmed their shins,

Goose-pimpled back when the draft blew in.

Read Bibles and few books on cold winter nights

By a dim little blaze of a dim little light.

Hunted for sport, a mess of wild meat.

Tanned the hides of a carcass to eat.

Knew every varmint by the print of his paw,

Tracked them down during the snow and spring thaw.

Children walked to school more than a mile,

Through drifted snow the wind had piled,

Struggled hard to get there and back,

With heavy feet wrapped in old feed sacks.

Loose straw beds that they stirred each night,

With homemade comforts tucked in tight.

Feather beds in each home plumped and plied

Covers so heavy the body grew tired.

Up bright and early to get the stove hot,

Cooked soup beans in an old iron pot.

Corn boiled in water with wood-made lye,

Made their hominy we now cheaply buy.

Their coffee strong, bitter and black

Roasted in ovens, then hand milled and cracked.

Boiled clothes in a kettle with lye soap,

No detergents, no bleach, no powdered soap.

Caught the rain in a big tub,

On a wash board they rubbed.

Used the wash water to scrub the board floors,

Then with a straw broom, swept it out the door.

The old family cows made milk for the churn.

For this tiresome chore each child took his turn.

Sliced peaches and apples, spread up high,

On a roof in the sun to wither and dry.

Cabbage and turnips buried in a hole

Safe from freeze of the weather cold.

Gathered their dry beans in coffee sacks

Beat with a stick until the hulls cracked.

Cleaned by the wind from pan to pan

And carefully sorted each mess by hand.

Children’s toys were all handmade,

Crooked limbs made runs for the sled,

Baby had spools threaded on a string,

A pie pan and stick to make it ring,

They could bend small trees for a pony ride,

Behind a clay ditch play hoop-in-hide.

Wade down the creek in summertime,

Old fashioned fun didn’t cost a dime.

Fuel was made with strong muscles and ax,

And tobacco was free from all state tax.

Raised all they ate, nothing refined,

Our great granddads had a hard time.

Old-time folks would borrow and lend,

A shovel of fire, anything to a settin’ hen,

Thinned their blood with sassafras tea,

Used skunk oil when the colds and sneeze.

Broke leafy twigs to shoo out the flies

That crawled on the baby and made it cry.

Sad irons were heated on smoky cookstoves,

Rubbed clean on paper before ironing the clothes.

Baked their own bread, raised food and sewed

Each had his duties, each carried his load.

Butchered their hogs and rendered their lard,

Raised ducks and chickens in their backyard.

Dried green beans on long strings of twine,

Made kraut in a barrel, corn soaked in brine.

Raised sorghum cane, stripped off the leaves,

Precious juice from the stalk was squeezed.

The sorghums cooked in a large pan,

For fritters, flapjacks, candy and jam.

We owe a great debt we can never repay,

To the Grand Ole Folks of yesterday.

~Author unknown

#appalachian #appalachian culture #appalachian mountains #north carolina