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four-bastard-bustle · 5 months
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Eddsworld is turning 20 next year..... Or was it this year? Fuck....
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uwudonoodle · 2 months
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Back at the Barnyard “Dick Tits” song interview (Cancellation Spite)
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How the voice actors responded to having their show canceled. I have never watched this cartoon, nor listened to the podcast, but I laughed so hard at this.
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neatokeanosocks · 1 year
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why can't i ship characters in a "enemies" kind of way. What if i'd like to make them hate each other so much they look stupid. Urge to kill oughta be as strong as a romantic relationship, idc these two characters never met in canon. hate wins
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flamestar1031 · 2 years
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so I’ve been making my way through the smuggler campaign in star wars: the old republic and I also got star trek online on the brain since one of my buds is going through the story. My brain’s been crossing stuff over cause, Y’know. ten year old licensed sci fi mmo 
all this to say I think Tovan Khev and Corso Riggs would get along
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(4'6" via Canon Peacock's height)
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Black (Left): 5'3"
FrankenPea (Right): 4'6"
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"You know, I'd be amazed that someone so short could be so powerful...but then I realize that sentiment could easily apply to me as well, so I'm not."
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bktoons · 2 years
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Kyle imitating Travis Bickle in Taxi Driver https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-QWL-FwX4t4
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desperately need a run of tim & cas undercover in paris posing as twins where everything goes sideways, im talkin looney toons level shenanigans
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bulbabutt · 7 months
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h/o i saw people were talking about talkin toons w rob paulsen time to share my favorite audio clip again
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letsgetitblog · 7 months
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I just found out there a thing called talkin toons... AIN'T NOBODY TOLD ME NOTHINGGGGGG. just watching these videos fuels my actors au like UGH 😫
Deadass they need to make more cause i will LIVE for all the others turtles VA's come together and just talk and shit-
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makasdisaster · 2 years
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so i did it OAO, here’s the plushie small fic i was thinking about, lets call it-
Teasing  (Katsuki Bakugou x reader)
(i’m not the best at writing so let me know if there’s anything i should fix, i did try tho ><‘, please DONT take my work or repost it as yours) {minors don’t interact you’ll be blocked}
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its the afternoon and you're tired but you force yourself to slip out of your boyfriends arms that are too preoccupied holing up his phone to keep a firm enough grip on you to keep you laying in place beside him, "oi, where you goin'?" Katsuki asks shifting his eyes lazily from the screen just as you start garbing your things from his side table "I'm gonna run to the store real quick, i need to get a few thing before they close" you finish zipping up your bag slinging it over your shoulder opening his bedroom door "now you be a good boy and stay here, I'll be right back k? good doggie, try not to miss me too much~"
you're such a tease but that what he loves about you the most, that you can mess with him just as much he does to you and not have to worry because you both don't take any of it too heart “hah~, not the fuck alone you don't-" almost dropping his phone Katsuki practically jumps off his bed grabbing his wallet stuffing his things in his pockets chasing after you down the stairs
after a short car ride to the closes target with some fun toons of your choosing you both make your way inside and to the back getting the things you came for
"i think that's about everything we needed but before we go can we go look at one more thing?" holding the list you made on the car ride closer to yourself, you slightly lean closer into Katsu's personal bubble then he'd like in public with a big smile waiting for his approval "fine, but make that shit fast go it? i don't want to be here any longer that they end up escorting us out" roiling his eyes softly Katsu' continues to push the cart following your now existed form towards the toys
"gaasp, they have it" rushing into the Ille of stuffies you grab a medium sized scruffy looking cream bear that oddly has a few of the same colors as Katsuki"s hearo costume worked into the robin around its neck, it even looks upset just like his signature frowned expression "Isn't it just the cutest ever?" confused with a grossed gaze, Katsuki pushes it gently out of his face looking at you like you've just waisted his time "what are you five? you don't need that crap" with a pout you put it in the baby seat of the cart "oh hush, its the only one im gettin' an plus its a limited edition, they only made five so i gotta'"
you both start walking to the regsters to pay "ya' know, if you wanted something that looked like me to sleep with, we could've skip this lil' trip an' stayed in bed" you blush softly almost stopping in your tracks "i.i dont know what you're talkin' about" he knows you know he figured it out so that means he's going to keep this over you for as long as he can "whatever you say princess, ill just have to make you get the rest then~"
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when packing up the car Katsu' makes sure the teasing starts as soon as posable, setting the bear in the drivers seat before you get in the passenger side "wa-" you swear you can here him laughing to himself from outside the car.
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once you both get back to his place you put down the bear paying it no mind as you have to put away all the food an other essentials before you can make your way back towards his room wanting to chill,
after all the work you've just done you make it up the stairs to Katsu’s room only to open the door an find the bear once again sitting in his place but this time on the bed wearing his boxers an holding his phone just like how he would be once returning home "! REALLY KATSUK!?" and just like that right on cue Katsuki's down stairs losing his shit, oh he's going to make this a habit and you're going to suffer finding this thing allover the place till he gets bored but seeing as he didn't make you leave it back at the store means out of all the plushies you've left at his place he minds this one the least because unlike the others, it’s of your favorite person.
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just-bendy · 1 year
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Hi bendy! Sent you a copy of some of the drawings I made with the help of a how to draw tutorial videos for the drawing 5 class in the university where I do my art course ((and I am graduating from there soon in April)) and are you and your friends do that toon trick of getting objects from paintings/drawings and using them at advantage or something normal or even entering on the same? I drew all of this fruits with graphite pencil made for artistic purposes (a 5b I think), do this affect the taste if you and your friends eat them like an extra “graphite” taste?
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Wow! All these drawings are so good! But my name is Sunny! Please call me Sunny! I don't go by "Bendy!" That's the name of the tailed one on TV.
And uhm, I'm not too sure what you're talkin' about. I'm not gonna eat your drawings! That's silly! Sure, they look good enough ta eat but I know the difference between drawings of fruit and real fruit! Hahah! Me and Sammy don't eat pencils either, if that's what ya wanted ta know.
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creepling · 2 years
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hole o’ the toon / mark renton x fem!reader
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a/n: as a scottish person i am legally obliged to write fanfic about scottish ppl in scots dialect. (note: im not from edinburgh so the dialect might be off a little). sorry if you can’t understand a word of this lmaoo i’m just experimenting
summary: begbie does something out of order to reader and rent boy’s there to (kinda) comfort n make a plan.
cw: written in scots dialect, usual trainspotting stuff, drug ment, swearing, injury, hurt/comfort, reader has not ‘chosen life’ so to say, begbie’s an arsehole.
— How dare ye fucken waltz in here. Begbie hid said, starein fucken daggers it ye.
Naw yer right tae be in their turf, efter awh the shite ye dae. But whit kin ye dae? Free country n awh att. Didnae seem free whin Begbie wis anywhere in ae perimeter. Ye make yer way tae the bog, fixin yer eyes on anything thit wisnt att cunts face.
When ye come oot he’s right er, snooker pole in haun, in a stance thit made it oot as if he wis aboot tae whack it o’er yer heed. ‘Ah’ll nivir lay a haun oan a wummun’ he wance said, load a shite. Ye seen the skelpers oan his misses. Ye ken he’d dae it tae yersel if he wanted.
— Skaggin’ in er a bet. Fucken skaggin’ skank! Begbie sneered. Poison in his spit as it volleyed oot his mooth n ontae yer face.
Ye staggered back, face scrunched up in cringe. A heavy huff a air left yer nostrils n ye glared at ‘um. �� Fucken Prick!
Ye lunged at ae cunt, grabbin at ae snooker pole n geid him a Glesga kiss; like yer auld man taught ye. Then a knee tae ae baws, ae moustache cunt yelled. He stepped back, clutching his crotch, his free haun gaun fur his glass boatle. Ye shimmied yer fingers, gesturing ‘Mon en’. Bein aff the skag n oan the uppers meant ye thought ye wur baw-jaws half ae time. Naw even Begbie frightened ye anymore. Ye’d been frew too much noo. N nae cunt kenned aboot it.
Ae reality wis, Begbie coulda killt ye right er if awh the lads nivir hawded um back. Rents, Sick Boy, even Spud wae his gammy arms. Lads at the bar starin, dumbfoonded.
— Entertainin, like? Ye fancy watchin a man threatin a wummun? Sae much fur fuckin hard men, like. Yer words wur steamin oot ye.
— You’re wanten a death wish, ats wit! Sick Boy shouted. He hid the fucken cheek tae talk. Awh ye could dae wiz laugh it ae pansy.
— If a see yer whorin’ face anywhur again, yer deid hen, YER DEID. Begbie tried going fur ye again, slidin oot the guy’s airms. Ae intensity of ae situation goat a haud ah ye and ye bolted oot the door, flashing a finger tae the hot-heided cunt before disappearing intae an alley.
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— Your off yer head. Mark Renton hid said. N ae cunt wis right.
Ye sat in his manky bed as ae bandaged ye up. A slit near ae eye n a kisser ae a bruise aroon yer eye. Begbie caught ye red-handed. Leathered intae yer heed when ye least expected it. He hid em golden rings oan which split yer cheek open. Fuckin cunt, ye tried naw tae cry. It hurt a belter. Ye wish Rents wis lighter wae his hauns. He wis treatin yer wound like a heavy-handed mechanic. Ye winced as he scraped ae bloody cloth o’er yer gash and he silently apologized.
— Sicka iss toon. Ye hid said, staring aff intae space. — Am gonnae run away.
Renton jist stared it ye, trying tae make oot yer coopin. Wur ye serious?
— Ur ye gonnae dae it or just talkin shite? Renton challenged. Ye turned tae um.
— Mon wae meh. Ye wondered if ye meant it. Rents wis a pal, but ye nivir admitted it. Canny be saying shite like att when yer a junkie. Nae cunts ya pal. But Renton is. Rents’s ya pal.
— Wull go tae yer flat in London. Ur fuckitt, git a new wan. Nae danger. Ye began tae ramble. Withoot ye knowin, Renton thought aboot goin aff a loat. Thought aboot gettin tae fuck ootta Leith, the shitehole it wis.
— Ats it then. Me n you. We’ll go away together. Renton said, putting ae last bandage oan yer scar.
— Ye serious, like? Ye wur astonished he agreed. You n him, goin away. Ye thought yeez hid too much history fur him tae be wae ye anymer. Mibbe he still hid feelings fur ye. Ye hoped, fuck ye hoped.
Ye embraced him intae yer arms, mindin ae cut oan yer cheek as ye burried yer face intae his neck. He smelled like shite. Like shite, pish n cough medicine awh in ae wanner. Ye couldnae gee a fuck tho.
— We’ll jist need tae get money somewhere, then we’ll head aff. Renton said, feeling him get awh tense. Ye jist smiled n nodded. There wiz money in mind, like. Mibbe ye kin stash some tapes n sell em like usual. While ye thought of yer petty thefts, Renton seen ae biggur picture n minded the drug deal wae the Russian skag, n if he wiz willing tae drag ye intae the deal.
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waltzchristophh · 2 years
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ricky lafleur x reader fluff
trailer park boys one-shot except im kind of a whore for everyone. lowkey a self insert but hey. i wrote this out on a whim knowing damn well i have multiple requests to get to. just a lil somethin to get the horny juices flowing (gross).
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-based on that one episode-
your left leg hung loosely at the edge of bubbles' go-kart trailer. you blinked white sunlight into your tired brown eyes. what time was it? the memory of a frantic bubbles' dragging your drunken ass out of bed entered your mind. "wait, where are we headed bubs?" you coughed.
"ricky's gone mad! he's on his merry fuckin way to rob terry and dennis! says they owe him hash!"
"where the fuck is julian?"
"he says he's not gettin involved this time!"
"fuuuuck."
the go-kart screeched to a halt at the curb. ricky's ghastly vehicle was parked conveniently in front of a crushed trash can. "idiot."
trevor greeted you at the door with a warm smile that beamed through his pantyhose mask. you pinched his cheek and smiled back. "hey trev, where's ricky?"
"oh, uh, he's over there," trevor pointed, "ricky told us that dennis and terry robbed him, so if we rob them back it's not really stealing, we're just getting even, so we won't get in any trouble, we promise," he rambled like he rehearsed it.
sure enough there ricky was: pointing his glock at the two pantsless doofuses on the loveseat, with paper bags over their heads and their wrists bound by shoelaces.
"i told you pricks not to fuckin follow me. trevor get the fuck back over here ya idiot!"
"sorry ricky."
you scoffed.
"ricky?! i fucking knew it was you!" terry boomed.
"great now tweedledee and tweedlefuckhead know it's us."
"yo, what's good y/n," corey yelled from upstairs.
"y/n's here? shit!" dennis jerked. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
ricky attacked the twin with a half-eaten pepperoni stick. "stay fuckin still shithead, they were just leavin'."
"now c'mon ricky you know this isn't right," bubbles pleaded, "you can't just,, barge into their house and steal their hash. what about jail time ricky, did ya think of that?"
"fuck- bubs, look! they fuckin' owe me and i'm not lettin that shit slide! besides, i was trying to-- fuck!"
"you were trying to what ricky?" you demanded.
"i was tryin' to require the money to take you out someplace -- nice! do you know how much of a greasy idiot i feel like takin you down to that Mcburger joint every night? it's fucked!"
while he couldn't see you through the pantyhose, your stone cold exterior softened as a gentle smile sprawled across your face. it was still way too fucking early to be getting this sentimental. your head was still raging from the drunk barbecue you guys had at randy's. fucksake, you were still in the looney toons pajamas ricky changed you into.
"fuck, ricky," you sighed.
corey descended from the stairwell with two awfully large loads of hash. he tripped on the last step and faceplanted into the hardwood. somehow, you knew he'd be alright.
"goddamnit, you know what? just leave the second bag. we're not takin' any more than what's necessity," ricky surrendered.
"well, i suppose that's a little better," said bubbles.
"fuck!" terry yelled.
"shut the fuck up!" ricky barked.
ricky nodded towards the door and everyone fled the premises.
"wait."
you freed the twins from their bounds and sat between them. "how ya doin, fellas?"
{cut to previous documentary footage}
"all dennis and terry ever ask about when they aren't talkin' hash or video games is how y/n is doin. it's y/n this, y/n that. do you think y/n likes world of warcraft? i mean, jesus!" bubbles recounted.
{back to the present}
ricky stood in the doorway scratching his head with his gun, "god damn it y/n what are ya doin?"
"well, i figure since they already know it was you arseholes that robbed 'em, i might as well try to fix this...somehow. what do ya think boys?"
dennis and terry looked at each other with anxious hesitation. dennis scratched his head and sighed, "well, i mean this was seriously fucked up."
"yeah," terry chimed in.
you settled a compassionate hand on their laps, "i know boys. i don't know what the fuck ricky was thinkin'. you think you can, uh, find it in your hearts to forgive him?"
you traced circles on terry's chest with your finger -- which elicited a scoff from ricky -- while you struggled to keep from laughing.
"i-i mean," terry started.
"we're not totally pissed," dennis finished.
"cool!"
you hooked your elbows around their necks, pulling them together in a friendly cheek-to-cheek embrace.
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that night, ricky took you to olive garden. he promptly abused his right to unlimited breadsticks and you couldn't stop laughing.
a short drive after dinner, the two of you settled in his car, nestled between two willow trees at the edge of a mossy cliff. your new boyfriend kissed you tenderly under the starry canadian night.
"fuck, i've always wanted to do that."
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termiteterraceclub · 7 months
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Termite Terrace Club - September 25th 1937 - I Wanna Be A Sailor - Dir. Tex Avery 1943 - A Corny Concerto - Dir. Bob Clampett 1948 - Hare Splitter - Dir. Friz Freleng 1953 - Lumber Jack-Rabbit - Dir. Chuck Jones
TV 1990 - Tiny Toon Adventures Season 1: “Stuff That Goes Bump in the Night” (Home Wrecker / Fang You Very Much / Easy Biter) 1993 - Taz-Mania - "Of Bushrats and Hugh" 1998 - Pinky & the Brain Season 4: “The Pinky and the Brain Reunion Special”. 1999 - The Sylvester & Tweety Mysteries Season 5: "When Harry Met Salieri" / "The Early Woim Gets the Boid" 2002 - Baby Looney Tunes Season 1: "The Brave Little Tweety / The Puddle Olympics". Plus the song... Foghorn's Talkin' in the Barnyard (I've Been Working On the Railroad). 2015 - Wabbit / New Looney Tunes Season 1: "White House Wabbit" / "Bugsbarian".
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ask-toonie-cogsworth · 4 months
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Hey Toonie, what’s your favorite color and animal? Kinda generic quesh, I know. It’s for a thing. - @ask-cosmosdeus
favorite color... personally blue. i know i know, "but Toonie! thats just because you were built with a blue hue!" mabybe. is that such a wrong thing? second favorite is yellow for, obvious if you know reasons. favorite animal? uh... depends... are we talkin bout toons or those fabled 'wild, feral animals'? because is its the latter probably any sort of canine. yknow i was turned into a toon once! it was. something.. toon species however, no comment
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hexes-and-headaches · 2 years
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(Ruby for Misery)
Ordering her uncle to make the Demon Crown, without question. It led to her getting robbed of her free will for an innumerable amount of years, and that is something that she never wants to revisit.
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