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puttersmile
Smiling Putter Art
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A sideblog to post Smiling Critters fanart. A lot of Bobby x Dogday. Beware!
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puttersmile · 8 days ago
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PickyJuly Days 10,20 & 26 - Poppies , Family, Party
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Picky: Snoozy! How's the tea party goi-Oh Gosh! What happened?!
Snoozy : (Calmly turns around) Hi Picky. They LOVE my new tea blend. Want to try it?
Picky: Is that the Poppy tea? Snooze I told you, you can't use that one! Look at what it did to my friends!
Snoozy: (Chuckles softly) Oh don't worry, they'll wake up in a few hours.
Picky: (Facepalm) That ain't the point, Snoozy. Aw man. Dad is gonna tan my hide if he finds out!
Snoozy: (Nibbles on a poppy seed cookie) Mmm. Don't worry about it. I'll give dad some tea too.
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In my AU Picky's family found a mysterious crop of poppy flowers and started to grow them to help critters with insomnia. But it turns out the flowers had other strange properties and Picky's family was forced to stop growing them...but they didn't. They grow the poppies in secret to give only to certain people. Picky's little sister Snoozy Sow might be a bit too enthusiastic about helping other critters get a good night's rest. But it is her calling!
SnoozySow belongs to @funny-critter-blog/ @guppie-draws-stuff
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puttersmile · 15 days ago
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Honeymoon
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puttersmile · 21 days ago
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PickyJuly Days 2 & 15 - Apples , Strawberries
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Decided to put Picky and Bobby into some fruit themed outfits!
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puttersmile · 23 days ago
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PickyJuly Day 22 - Knife
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Night at the Rec Hall
Critterville's rec hall was quiet now, besides the scrape of chairs and the crinkle of empty chip bags being swept into garbage bags.  Picky wiped down the snack table while Kickin slouched into a folding chair with a sigh.
“I swear,” he muttered, “next time I volunteer, I’m bringing help. I’m built to be the life of the party.  Not clean up.”
Picky snorted. “You’re built like a popped bike tire. Want a juice box, grandpa?”
Kickin tossed her a puppyish look over his shades. “Only if you open it for me.”
“Well too bad theres just one left,” Picky swiped the last un-opened juice box from off the table and gave it a light squeeze. “And its mine.” She chuckled, going back to stacking leftover plates. 
The overhead lights flickered. Then cut out completely.
*Click.*
They froze.
A second later, a soft creak echoed from the hallway near the back door.
Kickin tensed. “...That was not me.”
“I know,” Picky said quietly. She stepped away from the table.
“Maybe its Bunzo,” Kickin tried to reason. “You know! Him and his prank–!”
Kickin had barely finished his sentence when a low, breathy wheeze drifted in from the hallway, almost like someone trying not to be heard...but realized they had been.
There’d been an incident  last year, someone from the night crew had been hurt in this same rec hall. They never caught who or what did it. Just shadows, scratches, an ambulance, investigation, and then silence.
Kickin edged closer. “Picky?” Picky could barely make him out in the darkness but she heard him accidentally drop his shades, and not bother to pick them up.
She grabbed the kitchen knife from the serving tray. A big heavy thing from her farm. Probably overkill but now she was thankful for it as her fingers tightened around the handle.
“Stay behind me,” she said.
From the dark came another creak, closer now.
Kickin backed up instinctively, bumping into a cart. “This is not worth a juice box.”
Picky didn’t move. Her stance was low, balanced, arms stretched forward, knife’s blade caught what little light remained.
“If you’re just here to be trouble,” she called, voice steady, “you picked the wrong critters.”
Her eyes narrowed.
“Don’t touch my friends.”
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puttersmile · 26 days ago
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PickyJuly Days 12 & 17- AU and In Love
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I don't even remember how I started shipping these two but it's still real cute to me. A determined hard working piggy who gets grumpy sometimes and her naive, goofy, yet always encouraging and helpful bunny beau. For the AU aspect it's just how they look in my AU.
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puttersmile · 28 days ago
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PickyJuly Days 11, 21, & 29 - Fear, Blanket and Cuddle
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Stormy Night
The storm pounded the rooftop like a stampede. Thunder shook the walls, and wind moaned through the apple trees of Picky's little apple orchard, Branches scraped against the windows like creepy fingers.
Picky Piggy sat on the floor wrapped up in a blanket her eyes locked on the glass. Her ears twitched with every rumble. She wasn’t trembling! Of course not. Just... vibrating a little, bravely, in defiance. Bewildered by her sudden onset of terror. Storms never bothered her before. Why now?
“It’s just noise,” she whispered to herself. “Big, angry, horrible noise.”
On the couch nearby, Bunzo Bunny gave a long, half-snored sigh. He’d been trying to fall asleep, sunk into the cushions, limbs at odd angles with long ears covering his eyes.
“Picky,” he mumbled, voice thick with sleep. “It’s a storm. It's okay.”
“I was in bed,” she snapped, tugging the blanket tighter. “Then the wind screamed at me like it wants to steal my soul!”
Bunzo cracked one bleary eye open. “It’s wind, not a ghost.”
“Ghost wind,” she corrected grimly.
He stared at her a second, then patted the couch beside him. “Fine. Here I come.”
He rolled off the couch and scuttled up next to her, quickly arranging himself under her makeshift blanket tent that was too small for both of them. Bunzo threw an arm over her without much ceremony and let out another yawn.
“…You’re not scared,” she mumbled after a minute.
“Nope,” he said.
“Why not?" Picky almost sounded offended. "I thought you hated storms. You jump when the blender hiccups.”
Bunzo smirked faintly but didn’t open his eyes. “I’m tired. You’re scared louder than me. And…” He paused for a moment, “...It’s different when you’re here.”
Picky shifted, eyes wide in the dark.
“…Oh.”
They sat in silence as thunder grumbled far off, more like a bellyache than a threat now. Picky shifted under the blanket, resting her head lightly against his shoulder.
“You’re braver than you let on, y’know, Bun?”
He gave a lazy shrug. “Nah. Just brave when I have to be.”
“Well…Thanks for having to be. For me."
Bunzo didn’t answer, but his fingers tapped once against her shoulder. Barely awake but conscious just enough for her. And outside, the storm kept shouting but inside, it didn’t matter as much anymore.
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puttersmile · 29 days ago
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Enjoying the breeze
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puttersmile · 1 month ago
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PickyJuly Days 24 & 25 - Tricky, Recipe
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Picky: Hey you're here early! Oh well, the stew is almost ready. I just need to add a few more ingredients. Shh! Don't tell anyone yet. It's a surprise!
Oh geeze what is Picky making...?
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puttersmile · 1 month ago
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PickyJuly Days 6 & 8 - Nap, Snack
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Picky July SLOWLY continues. Here we have Picks enjoying her favorite snack while her good friend Allister takes a nap in the sun.
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puttersmile · 1 month ago
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PickyJuly Days 1-3-31 - Hugs, Overalls, Friends
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I'm doing my typical bs of trying to stuff in as many prompts into one picture as possible. I think I made something cute but -- ignore Crafty' suspicious hand placement.
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puttersmile · 1 month ago
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Made a Glamrock OC -Rem the Sheep
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I'm one of the ones who was hypnotized by Himbo Freddy. Yes I made an oc just to interact with him....what? 😐
She plays an electric harp. Her section of the mall would be called Rem's Cozy Cove (huh like Foxy's Pirate Cove?), a place for children who might feel overwhelmed by the louder flashier areas of the mall. A lot of beanbag alcoves, and areas for paints and crafts. Rem is at the center playing short harp melodies that respond to mood. Her music changes slightly with the emotional tone of the room to help sooth anxious kids or gently energize shy ones.
There is also a rock climbing wall area. Because sheep/goat theme I guess. Its called the Crag of Dreams. Covered in soft, pastel "crystal" footholds, it encourages goal-setting and gentle physical challenge.
Her theme also kinda knocks against Sun/Moon but when I think of sheep I think of sleep.
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puttersmile · 1 month ago
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Picky July Day 1: Hug
So... It's been quite a while, huh? oops...
Anyways, I'm back to take part in @puttersmile 's July art challenge, centering around Picky Piggy! I can't promise to complete every day, but I'll definitely try to do as many as I can!
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puttersmile · 1 month ago
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Hi pals! July is nearly here. Know what that means? Barbecue! Pork! And Picky Piggy!!
I've never seen an art challenge focused on her, so I wanted to do this for our healthy girl who is totally a vegetarian! Yep!
Post your art anytime in July using the tag #pickyjuly
Draw or write whatever you want based on the prompts. OCs are Welcome!
No strict rules, don't have to do them in order and you definitely don't have to do all of them. And if you really want, you can keep going after July too!
Original Post: I probably changed some of these prompts on the fly.
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puttersmile · 1 month ago
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Picky Piggy July Art Challenge!!
Hi pals! July is nearly here. Know what that means? Barbecue! Pork! And Picky Piggy!!
I've never seen an art challenge focused on her, so I wanted to do this for out healthy girl who is totally a vegetarian! Yep!
Post your art anytime in July using the tag #pickyjuly
Draw or write whatever you want based on the prompts. OCs Welcome!
No strict rules, don't have to do them in order and you definitely don't have to do all of them. And if you really want, you can keep going after July too!
Uh- I waited too long to make an artsy prompt page but it's in the works. But here is the prompt list anyway!
1.Hug 2.Apples 3.Overalls 4.Freedom(Free Spot!) 5.Ribbon 6.Snack/Breakfast 7.Hobby 8.Nap 9.Playtime
10.Poppies 11.Fear 12.AU 13.Puddle 14.Bubbles 15.Strawberries 16.Smile 17.In Love 18.Lunch/Dinner 19.Piggybank 20.Parent(s) 21.Blanket
22.Knife 23.Sunset 24.Tricky 25.Recipe 26.Party 27.Exercise 28.Dream 29.Cuddle 30.Secret 31.Friends
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puttersmile · 2 months ago
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DTIYS: Idea Bubbles
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Can Catnap claim copyright over his dreams? Crafty might get a bit inspired!
I just wanted to do one of those dtiys things. You can draw what you see and/or put whatever you want in the dream bubble! Have fun!
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puttersmile · 2 months ago
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Lights On Earth
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Attempt 1 from a year ago, and Attempt 2 .
Kid Sonic and my indulgent fusion brother oc Felix Lightfoot flying high under the star lit sky over a forest carnival.
Based on/Inspired by this song:
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puttersmile · 2 months ago
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Bubbafam/ Bubbapham
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Mom: Safarina (Safari) Pachaplum: She is wise and endlessly curious, Safarina is a safari guide with an excellent sense of direction. She never loses the trail, or her temper.
She’s a natural leader, always charting the course with a map in one hand, a journal in the other, and a compass wrapped in her trunk.
She has a gentle voice but has a steel-strong will and a deep love for nature and knowledge. Her partner Jamunji grooves through life but Safarina plans and prepares. She is always ready to teach and learn.
Dad: Jamunji is a laid-back, rhythm-loving mammoth with a cool look and a warm heart. He's always wearing shades and is the soul of the jam session, He is a calming presence to those around him.
While Safarina handles the planning and Bubba gets lost in facts, Jamunji trusts instinct and flow. He may forget the plan but he never misses the beat.
Both parents really love their little Bubba and Bubba loves them. But I think between the two of them, Bubba connects with Safarina more. When he was little he'd follow her like a shadow, trunk wrapped around her tail, as she taught him many things on the go.
But Bubba does have a talent in music that he's never told anyone about.
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