#dd cadet

[h0neygh0ul]

Something something traditional art something something art art

[milolunde]

I like the parts in duck dodgers where you can tell they’re just acting in Duck Dodgers not in a meta way but like this

Look me in my eyes and tell me that isn’t just Daffy and Porky, not Dodgers and Cadets

[chais-corner]

my tardif design. is this anything. i made him look too close to dismas completely on accident so now in me and my friends au hes his brother (alongside bonnie, who is their sister)

[vivicas-dollhouse]

Crybaby

I wanna hear you say it.

Genre: dd-dne, smut

Character: jeff the killer, fem reader

Desc: you werent the type to go home with strangers you met at the bar, but something about him.. it excites you. Just one more drink cant hurt, right..?

CWs: rape, drugging, choking, reader is called "good girl" and "princess", crying, gaslighting? PNV sex, unsafe sex, implied creampie

If you are sensitive to any of this, DO NOT READ!! And don't come to complain in my inbox either. I do not care.

1.7k words, enjoy!

You didnt always go home with strangers, but he HAD promised to take you home in the morning. It was only one time, surely he was good in bed if he made you feel this good.

He pushed you against the stall wall, pinning you to it with his hand around your throat as he made out with you. You gasped into the kiss, feeling his tounge on your bottom lip.

“Thats it, good girl,” he mumbled into your lips, a phrase that sent chills into your inner thighs. He relased the pressure on your throat, letting you finally get a breath in as he trailed his lips down your jaw.

“Fuck, please,” you whispered, his hand down your skirt jiggling and digging his nails in.

“Come home with me, but let me buy you one last drink sweetheart, my treat,” jeff murmured, his hands sliding to your waist.

“Yeah,” you breathed, planting a final slow kiss to his lips.

And thats how it went.

“You come over to this side of town often?” He asked, cruising down the highway with a hand on your thigh. “The stars get really pretty around this time, we are far enough away from downtown that you can see them,”

You hummed in agreement, starting to feel a bit woozy. You knew you didnt handle your alcohol well, but that last drink seemed to be strong enough to tranquillize a horse if it was making you feel like this.

“Hello? You still with us space cadet?” Jeff teased, pulling down a long road.

“Oh uh- yeah,” you giggled nervously, feeling his hand squeeze your thigh and slide a bit up your skirt once more.

“You still down sweetheart?” He spoke, words flowing through your ears without really registering until a few seconds later. He pulled his car into a driveway, the large house seemingly empty.

“Of course, is this all yours?”

“No, usually my friend lives upstairs but hes visiting his mom down in Illinois,” he smirked, “means you can be as loud as you want,”

You giggled, going to step out the car, but you couldn't seem to. Your limbs felt heavy, like you were made of concrete. Jeff walked over to your open door, sticking an arm out for you to pull yourself up.

“You ok? You seem to be a little more drunk than i thought,” he laughed, pulling you out of the car.

“Just…. just dont handle my drinks well i guess,” you slurred, beginning to walk with jeff.

“Id say,” he smiled, locking the car. “Cmon, ill take care of you princess,”

Your heart fluttered at the name, a soft whimper escaping your lips. You stumbled up to the door, jeffs arm wrapped around your waist as he fumbled with his keys.

“Yeah? You like being my little princess?” He smiled, opening his door. The cool ac felt like heaven in the summer heat.

“Maybe i do,” you giggled, stepping into the foyer. It was a decently large space, cool and dim.

“Oh thats my good girl, lets get you to the bed,” he cooed, kicking off this old sneakers. “Feel free to leave your heels here,”

“Right, right,”

You stepped out of the stilleto, falling as you swayed. He caught you, steadying you as you kicked off the other.

“You ok? You seem kind of… dizzy,” he said, once again guiding you by the waist.

“I really dont feel great,” you muttered, head beginning to droop as you leaned into him. He guided you down the hall, seemingly feigning sympathy as he opened a door.

“Poor girl, ill take care of you,” he smiled, turning on the light in the hallway he was taking you down.

“Where are you taking me?” You asked, turning to look at his face. It was an odd expression, or lack thereof. It was a blank look, one with steely blue eyes focused straight ahead.

“Bedroom, duh,” he flatly stated, turning into a small doorway that he opened into a dark bedroom.

“I.. i dont feel so good,” you swayed, sitting on the bed. You watched him lock the door.

“Its ok sweetheart, just lay back for me,” he said, taking off his shirt. He was lean and toned, pale as paper.

“I dont know, im really.. really sleepy,” you swayed, laying back anyways. He came and straddled your hips, brushing a hair out of your face.

“You look so beautiful, shame to waste a opportunity like this,” he smiled, running his hand over your exposed waist.

“No like i really dont-”

He connected your lips, and you couldn't help but kiss back. You could still taste the cocktail he had ordered on his lips, a fruity taste mixed with vodka. It felt wrong, but you couldn't help but long for more of what he gave you at the bar. Those gasps against your neck, the flirting that left you flustered and ultimately convinced you to come home with him.

You whined, tilting your head to deepen the kiss. You knew something was wrong deep down, he didnt seem nearly as drunk as you were, and he kissed you without any hesitation, just instantly straddling your hips.. was this really ok?

Your lips parted, hovering centimeters from each other, mouths both curling up into desperate smiles.

“Please,” you whispered, moaning as he went back in. Your plush lips clashed with his, the rough pressure driving your panties into a wet mess. You felt him slide one hand up your crop top, skillfully snaking around your body to unhook the garment. He strayed from your lips, kissing down to your jaw and neck. He sucked at the skin, nipping at every sensitive point.

“Uh, jeff,” you whispered, helping him with your bra and spreading your legs beneath him. You didnt know what you wanted, everything was becoming blurred and hazey, it was like your muscles were giving into him more than you were mentally.

“Shhhh,” he soothed, removing your top. You stared up at him, eyes unfocusing while darting around on his face.

“Jeff somethings.. wrong..” you hesitated, feeling him unzip your skirt.

“Shhh, itll be easier if you just relax,” he shushed, slipping his hand down your panties. You shuddered, making a pathetic whine as he wiped up some of your slick onto his fingers.

“Look at what a mess youve made yourself love,” he whispered, sending a chill down your spine. You weren't sure why but you felt stuck. Your limbs had slowly turned to stone, eyes drooping and mouth stuck agape. You were petrified, something surely had to be wrong. Maybe you were just really drunk, maybe sick. There was a pain in your stomach, a burning ache that grew stronger the longer that you laid idle.

“Jeff, i dont feel good, i think i need to go home,” you choked out, speaking quickly becoming harder and harder.

“Shhhh, itll all be over soon,” he groaned, removing his pants and boxers with a groan.

You froze as you watched him pull down your panties. “N-no im serious, stop,” you stuttered, watching him spread your legs and get between them.

“You sound so cute when you say that princess, keep saying it for me,” he growled.

“Wh- ah-” you choked, feeling him enter you felt more and more terrifying by the second. You gasped, the burning in your stomach being replaced with pure fear. “Stop, stop,” you cried.

He sighed as he filled you, a chilling smile on his face. “Thats it, good girl,”

You gasped as he began to move into you as you lay helpless, completely naked and stuck like glue to the mattress. “No, no stop it- fuck-”

He just stared down at you, seemingly enjoying the terror and helplessness in your eyes and getting hard over it. The faster he went, the more tears started to flow from your eyes. You gasped and whimpered against your will, brain so foggy you could barely register his face anymore. You mindlessly moaned with every push into you. You didnt know at what point he had wrapped his hand around your throat, you only realized it when you couldn't take it anymore.

“St…. stop..”

A burning slap hit you in the face as you finally inhaled some air. You cried out, the feeling of terror being overshadowed by a shameful pleasure deep in your core. You heard jeff laugh as you stared at the ceiling.

“Such a good girl, itll all be over soon, just keep making those cute little noises,” he groaned, his thrusting getting faster and faster. It felt like he was drilling through you, practically burning your insides alive.

“No, no, no- ngh-” you sobbed, attempting to lift your legs enough to kick him to no avail.

“Dont try- fuck- dont try to fight me, you asked for this sweetheart,” he moaned, losing the rythym he had followed as he rutted into you with all his force.

You finally broke down, sobbing hysterically as he began to slap you repeatedly. You could barely register the pain, you were fighting to keep your eyes open. Your head fell to the side as you felt a warm sensation fill you up. You gurgled, slipping in and out of reality.

“Please.. st…”

You sat bolt upright, gasping and frantically looking around. You were shaking, a fear you had never felt before filling you as you looked around. You didn't recognize the place, you were on a couch in a house that wasnt yours, the sound of bacon frying a room away. You saw jeff standing at the stove, fully dressed and looking at you confused.

“Hey, your awake! Sorry to scare you, you passed out on the ride home and i didnt have your keys. I wasnt about to go through your stuff,” he laughed, scratching his neck.

“I… what?” You cautiously swung your legs to the floor. You were fully dressed again, and there was no sign of that jeff in that…

“I must've been dreaming, i couldve sworn you…” you trailed off.

“Hm? What did i do?” He laughed nervously, lifting a piece of bacon to a plate filled with eggs. “Hopefully nothing bad,”

“Um.. it was nothing, sorry,” you smiled, standing up.

“You hungry? I didnt see you eat at the bar, so i made a big breakfast. I can just take you home too.”

You rubbed your eyes, shaking the.. dream.. from your mind. “No, ill stay and eat. Thank you, im starving,”

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[space-station-nursery]

◜ 🧹 𓂃 Witch Broomsticks! ‧ 🪄◞

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Happy Fun friday Space Cadets! Today, im gonna teach you silly guys how to make witchy broomsticks !

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Materials you'll need:

Yellow Construction Paper

Scissors

Pony Beads

Pipe cleaners (Brown, can be any type from plain fuzzy, to sparkly ones)

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Step by step, What to do next:

⧼ 1 ⧽ Take your construction paper and fold it in half

⧼ 2 ⧽ Cut strips along the non-creased half. Leave a 1 cm or 1 inch trim at the top where do you don’t cut!

⧼ 3 ⧽ Roll up your construction paper until it looks like the bottom of a broom!

⧼ 4 ⧽ Take a brown pipe cleaner and wrap it around the construction paper brush tightly.

⧼ 5 ⧽ Take your pony beads, and begin to thread them onto your pipe cleaner. Decorating it however you'd like!

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And you're done!

Congrats little one, you have now created a custom broomstick just for you! If you happen to try this craft out for yourself, reblog and add a picture!! Big dipper and I would thoroughly enjoy getting to see your creations! If you dont wish to reblog, feel free to show us [and claim a tag] by sending it to us from the mail box!

18+ blogs // DD!LG, AB!DL and variants [even "SFW"] // 27 and older // DNI

[cupcakefactory]

Under the adjutants thumb - chapter 6

Welcome to chapter 6~ :Dd

Summary: Colonel Caleb, a star in the making and someone the fleet was very glad to have their hands has been watching from the shadows, but what happens when he thinks the girl he knows isn't being pushed enough?

WC: 1256

MASTERLIST FOR UTAT

Warnings: General Caleb Warnings (yay this will be here every chapter now LOL), stalking

AN// Under the adjutants thumb is a passion project dedicated to my grandfather, a man who kept my silly ideas and passions alive. Thank you for the many hours of ramblings you listened too. I love and miss you 07/01/25

Caleb Xia was never one to back down or hold off when he wanted something, as a kid in the orphanage he was always the first to steal the candies he and Athena favoured and he always ate his share of them on the first day – never saving any for the rest of the week, something she found amusing.  When he was adopted and received an allowance, he would always rush to the model shop in the main square to buy the new flight models they would introduce on their rotating stock – they would still be there the next day, but because Caleb could do it, he did. This fact didn’t change into adulthood either. Caleb wanted to pass the Aviation with straight As, so he did; he graduated top of his class, and was expected to be the next big shot in the DAA. Everyone expected great things from him.

What no one expected was for him to disappear in the middle of the night, no note, no warning, and no trace. He never applied for the DAA, never looked back at what could have been as he joined the Fleet – for Caleb had decided as a mere child that he wanted the girl with eyes that shone like the sky, Caleb wanted the girl who offered him a hand when the world had never felt so lonely, Caleb wanted the girl who didn’t want him. The last time he had seen Athena face to face and with her knowledge, she was telling him to do whatever he wanted and not to involve her, and so, in true fashion, he did just that.  He joined the Farspace fleet the same day she had walked off, working there as he studied like every other Cadet.

When he graduated, he was the fleet's prodigy – someone they had never expected to have come across, let alone volunteer to join them. He was a miracle to them, someone whose brain was as fast as his hands and someone with an Evol that had more power than any that had been seen in a long while. No one knew why he had joined the fleet; it didn’t matter, he was powerful and that was all they cared about – that was the only fact that mattered.

She was also strong, but her power lay more in her emotional control than physical strength. An ex-foster kid who aged out of the system instead of being adopted knew more than anyone how to control their outburst, how to bite their tongue when things got hard. She was quiet and worked in a way that others could admire – all her work was always done without fault, and any loose ends were cleaned up before being submitted. She didn’t take bullshit from anyone, so, when two years after their talented Xia graduated and joined them officially she followed suit the future for the Farspace fleet looked brighter than ever before.

It had been 4 years since his graduation when he was promoted to Colonel, he had worked hard and deserved it – or at least that is what everyone said, if anyone thought differently, they just kept quiet. The workload was more than he had ever had as a general soldier; he had the responsibility of the fleet on his shoulders. If something went wrong in the Deepspace tunnel or with the organisation, it was his responsibility to fix it was his life was in the balance, and Caleb wouldn’t be lying if he didn’t admit that the idea was daunting.  

His days suddenly felt longer, meetings, interrogations, training the rookies – it all took time away from his everyday life, away from the reason he had joined the fleet. He knew Athena had gotten in too, he had been in the back during her graduation from the aviation academy, he had watched her be given her official uniform with the other new graduates at the fleet's feast – he saw as her eyes shined with pride when she wore her new hat for the first time. It was as if she finally found her purpose, she seemed the happiest she had been since they were kids, so Caleb made sure to keep his distance, no matter how badly it hurt his heart. he did as she requested; he stayed away.

Athena only knew of the new colonel through the gossip of the other soldiers, how the woman spoke of his good looks, most of which she could guess was an exaggeration – how could a man be crafted by the gods when he was just a boring man, for heaven's sake? The men spoke more of his physical strength, rumours that he could lift two grown men flew around the cafeteria, earning whispers in a strange type of fear that made them want to know more.  There was one thing every party could agree on, though: the new colonel was terrifying. When dealing with his duties, he wouldn’t hesitate to shoot someone if they moved out of place, and he always seemed to have eyes on the back of his head.

Whatever his deal was, and whoever he was, wasn’t important to do the work assigned to her, and knowing this just meant Athena could avoid the figure in whatever way possible. She didn’t care for fawning over him, no one could be that handsome anyway – if he got in her way, that was when she would care about him.

And got in her way, he did.

Caleb had worked out quite quickly that doing his new job alone would be challenging, and he really did try to leave her alone, but it felt almost insulting to him that someone with her intellect would be nothing more than a patrolling officer. He watched her closely over the years, always keeping her out of trouble, always keeping any of her admirers away – he told himself it was so she could focus on work, if her work made her this happy, he had to protect it after all. She was quick on her feet, good with paperwork, good with interrogations, and knew the Deepspace tunnel almost as well as the senior officers.

She would make the perfect adjutant to him.

He sat back in his chair as he read over her information one more time, making sure not to miss anything, smiling when he saw how far she had come from the small girl under the apple tree. Life had finally given her the break she always wanted, and now Caleb was going to make sure she got the best of the best by his side. He only looked up when the door opened and she walked in, saluting slightly before gulping when she saw his face.

“Officer Miller.. Welcome”

She managed a polite nod, eyes hostile but a forced smile on her lips – he hated that look on her, hated how seeing him made her angry. He missed the bright smiles, the joking, the laughter – he missed it all, and he wasn’t sure where it all went. He stood and motioned to the front of his desk, watching as she walked forward. He was her colonel after all – one wrong move and she knew she could be in trouble.

“Good.. now, let me make this simple-“

A contract was placed on the table with a smile she didn’t quite recognise on his lips.

“You’re going to be my adjutant.”

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My R2, welcome back!!! What do you think the 501st would do to celebrate the New Year? And what do your family do if you're comfortable sharing? My family have curry and play games

HELLO! I AM BACK AND WELCOMES ILY FRIEND! Uhh for my family we normally go skiing! This year though I just took it easy, binged watched some shows, and had delicious snacks all day long!

HOW THE CLONES CELEBRATE NEW YEARS

Rex- The Man is in bed at exactly 8:30 pm. He normally hits the rack at 8, but allows himself an extra half hour, as a treat.

Echo- curls up with a nice book on the couch while some quiet music plays in the background. He has a small tray of snacks out for the evening. Will turn the TV on for the countdown

Fives- Live streaming from the top of the ball as security chases him

Jesse- Hanging out at a small party with his friends! Just small, intimate gathering with those he is close to

Kix- Is the one throwing the new years party that Jessie attends. He is the host with the most and every year its a gathering to remember

Tup- Is making his final decision to adopt the tooka he had brought home to foster temporarily over the holiday season. He is ringing in the new year with the newest member of his family at home.

Dogma- Playing DD for his friends. Very responsible and acting like its a hassle. But really, he doesn't mind because at least he knows they will be getting home safe

Hardcase- committing racing across the country/planet to try and beat the time change so he can celebrate new years in at least 2 time zones

Coric- The man works in the ER. He put in his time of for new years 11 months prior and is off duty, with his comm off, sitting on a beach somewhere and sipping a cocktail while enjoying the peace

Bly- Desperately clinging to Aayla so she can be his smoochy kiss at midnight

99- is having a party with all of the young cadets. he helped them make hats and little homemade confetti poppers. Sure, he will have to clean it all up later but its worth it to see them all so happy and celebrating

Cody- Chaperoning his men around town. KILLS it at new years karaoke at the bar

Waxer/Boil- Just a quiet night at home, creating vision boards and swapping memories of the last year

Wolffe- Also chaperoning his men, but has Plo Koon tagging along. They lose the general somewhere in the crowd at the city center where everyone is gathered and Wolffe efficiently (chaotically) and calmly (panicked) found the general (he hollered and yelled until the crowd parted and Plo was spotted ahead)

Boost/Sinker- Spend the whole night gaming and sipping on mountain dew. they completely miss midnight and don't realize it until they look at the clock and its 2 in the morning.

Hunter- complete self care night where he stays in. He has headphones on, all communication capabilities off, and just decompresses from all the stress of the last year.

Wrecker- hosts an amazing and cool fireworks show!

Tech- is the unofficial manager for Wreckers firework show and party. Has everything coordinated to start EXACTLY at midnight. Researches and knows all of the local rules and regulations so if they are visited by local law enforcement he can argue inform them that despite complaints, they are clearly within the legal limits of explosives for entertainment purposes

Crosshair- acting hammered on what he things is booze (tech only told him that, its really just extra tangy grape juice that they found in the back of the fridge)

Omega- creating vision boards and resolutions and cleaning her WHOLE room in anticipation of the new year.

Howzer- Didn't even realize it was new years until the next morning when he shows up for work only for no one to be there.

Fox- BLESS THIS MAN. He is pounding caff left and right, having meltdowns between arrests, dealing with so many dumb people all night. Yeah, he could have went the easy route and worked in supplies or records like his other batchmates but nooooo he wanted to be the cool one. He wanted to be a peace officer. Looking at help wanted ads first thing in the morning.

Gregor- Sitting behind bars in the overnight cell in Fox's office. He isn't in any serious trouble he just wanted a reason to not go out in the crowds so he picked an argument with Foxy to get put in a 12 hour hold.

[that-rackin-frackin-varmint]

i know you were speaking rhetorically, but in response to your tags on the latest post, i definitely think it’s a sign of the times as to the direction the characters are being taken! Duck Dodgers i think is a convenient domino into TLTS, as it’s the first show to really play up Daffy’s “stupidity” (which i have.. opinions on, lol) and TLTS kinda took it and ran with it. or Porky being subservient to Daffy, and TLTS running (way too far) with that too. i haven’t done a good job of keeping up with this blog so i apologize if you know or have said this already! but the “they’re actors” thing sort of applies by a case by case basis—the assumption is that they’re actors when they establish that they’re actors, (but of course actor aus are great and headcanons are strong 🙏), but i just say that because DD is not a show that follows that “they’re actors” thing EXCEPT for the one episode that DOES do that, Hooray for Hollywood Planet and the last episode (esp the very end with the voice actors), but in the latter case it’s more of a cute consideration of meta rather than a “reveal”. i also (personally) think it’s one of the shows that does Porky and Daffy’s dynamic better than anyone after the original run of shorts, definitely has some issues that domino’s into more issues but i’d say their dynamic is relatively to the blueprint that Chuck Jones established! at least in comparison to other shows that followed

THIS IS A LOT HAHA i just like chatting about DD, if you know all of this already then feel free to ignore! but that’s my personal interpretation of it :)

No need to apologise, I like going over things even if I've said versions of em a billion times before haha!

I dance between my headcanons and analysis of creators' intent without much clear distinction, so it's best when I'm asked for clarification on when I'm actually working under a conspiracy theorist lens, or directly analysing the given text. In this case, I'm very much conspiracy theorist brained using given text.

The reason I'm quite fixated on the 'actors au' viewing of DD is because I found many instances where it broke from the immersion of being a story, and was a "production." Instances for example:

1) The intro having Daffy, Porky and Marvin's names attributed to the roles they played as.

I find it interesting that they used "Eager, Young Space Cadet" here even though this show's version of Dodgers is far too lazy and informal to actually refer to Cadet as that.

2) Season 1 and 2 having a tradition of doing Marvin the Martian shorts, and in K9 Quarry (1), Dodgers makes it a point to say:

"Don't blame me. The martian gets one solo cartoon per season."

My conspiracy theory for why this joke doesn't carry into season 3 is because the writing team for season 3 changed from the core group in seasons 1 and 2.

Seasons 1 and 2: Spike Brandt, Tony Cervone, Paul Dini, and Tom Minton [Tom Ruegger is only credited for the last two episodes of Season 2]

2005: Mark Banker, Spike Brandt, Tony Cervone (...) Kevin Seccia, Ken Daly and John Matta, Michael Grodner, Jeff Goode, Bradford Shultze, Tom Minton, Michael Banker, Tim McKeon

3) Talent Show a Go-Go: an episode that spends a portion of its runtime cutting to shots of numerous women swooning over Dodgers

Feels like something Daffy would write into his own show...

The episode feels driven by fanservicey performance rather than plot or character, I'd liken it to the short "The Night of the Living Duck" or the structure of classic shorts like "Book Revue." The former similarly has a famous singer lend their voice to good ol Daffy to sing sweet songs. The chase sequence afterwards is an afterthought in all honesty.

4) Deathmatch Duck (1): The scene of Taz beating up Daffy instead of the dummy

[The subtitles fib a little. He doesn't namedrop Taz, he just says "Ahh" I don't know why the subs are like that.]

5) Deathmatch Duck (2): On-the-nose flaunting he incorporates into his character's lore.

This is a certified "and then the whole bus clapped" moment if I've ever seen any.

6) K9 Quarry (2): Wile E. makes a cute pointed reference to his formula of chasing Road Runner.

I'm over the image limit-

7) Deathmatch Duck (3):

In 8:05, Taz eats Daffy, we cut to a kid and his parent arguing about the cartoon logic of Daffy fitting in Taz's stomach. (Meta commentary on pop culture's disillusionment with exaggerated logic, and deteriorating suspension of disbelief perhaps?) The parent suggests that it might be less immersion breaking if they do something visually engaging, kid complies. Dodgers does something visually engaging lts-style, we cut back to a tv room accompanied by cricket chirps. Dodgers speaks directly to the camera deadpan: "Once again, I've alienated our target demographic."

8) Hooray for Hollywood

To me, watching this episode after multiple watches feels like I'm watching a character study on Daffy's relationship with Warner Bros. I don't want to go over everything since I've written quite a bit in one post, but one standout scene in this episode for me is when Dodgers confronts the director, Vermin, about the script.

9) The Bugs Bunny references.

Daffy's rivalry with Bugs makes the omission of the rabbit very pointed, and almost cathartic. But because this is Daffy's show, it doesn't completely remove all traces of Bugs' name.

Bugs' name is added in the credits to add star-power to Dodger's movie credits in "Hooray for Hollywood"

In "The New Cadet" dedicates a scene to having Dodgers and Cadet enjoy rabbit stew

(Allegedly) Bugs was offered to play a role as a rabbit hunted by X-2 in "K9 Quarry"

In "Of course you know this means war and peace (1)" when Queen Tyr'ahnee says the episode's namesake, Dodgers can't help but point out the line's significance to a certain someone, with the added air carrot nibble

In "Bonafide Heroes" Dodgers is seen wearing Bugs Bunny slippers

Sorry for the unprompted list! I go overboard in Duck Dodgers discussions!

For me personally, I'm not the biggest fan of Daffy and Porky's dynamic in this show. Don't get me wrong, some episodes I'll come back to and watch with a big dumb grin on my face -- but I personally find that the show starts off pretty strong with a decent ratio of competent and incompetent Daffy/Dodgers moments, and sassy and patient Porky/Cadet moments -- but falls off at season 3, with Cadet radiating burnout murder energy whenever Dodgers so much as opens his mouth, and Dodgers is unironically dead weight on him.

And I'm not sure if you've happened to see some of my tlts posts, but you read my mind ha! I agree with your assessment that Duck Dodgers was sort of the catalyst for popularising a doofier Daffy, and a doormat Porky. I find it a little reassuring that tlts left their relationship development on a high note, which is also funny considering they weren't meant to be the focus duo of the show.

I also agree that this show is more aligned with Chuck Jones' version of the duo -- but tbh, I'm more biased towards Clampett era Dafpork <3 I see Duck Dodgers as a love letter to the classics, but at the same time, I'm very particularly vexed at how Dodgers isn't proactive and overzealous -- I agree @/marsnolias' take on this, even Jones Daffy is a tryhard!

All that said, your ask inspired me to post an old unlabelled ramble I had about this show ahead of schedule! Thanks for reaching out!

[prismaticpichu]

If no one else has asked for Zack and Seph I shall! If they have then hmm how abouuut Kunsel and Cloud

You’re good, friendo!! No one has asked about the BEANS yet!! 💙💚 Tysm for sending one in!!

From THIS ask game!!

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Zack: How can I say anything but Arcanine?? x,DD It’s extremely loyal, extremely strong, evolves from a silly pupper, and is simply registered as the “legendary” Pokémon! <33 (And what’s more legendary than the hero of FF7…?!)

Sephiroth: Oooh, that’s a good one!! For sane Sephiroth, I’m gonna go with Cobalion, whose said to have a heart of steel and an iron will <33 Cobalion fights for justice, is a steel and fighting type (the pairing I would choose for the fella), as well as ofc being a genuine legendary!~ (And what’s more legendary than the legendary SOLDIER…?)

Oh! And evil!Seph’s a Mewtwo xDD Both have their epic poses in front of a curtain of flames

Cloud: Ooooh, the Chocobo bean!! I always default to Riolu for Cadet!Cloud, and then him evolving into a Lucario (FRENSHIP EVO) during the, y’know… 🧀 scene

Kunsel: Made this joke before, but:

The same picture lol

[bandwagoningstims]

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music : no hay novedad by los cadetes de linares

[mgarmagedon]

I like to imagine Primus looking down at all of this. He has a deadbeat dad/son, a fossil, a tampon, a Rosie the Riveter dating the tampon, a single father of two kids, a single father of one kid, and a little orange guy trying his best. The aliens are almost entirely on earth as somewhat criminals or ex-criminals, and they form a found family after having trauma pretty much their entire lives. Primus can go “Hehe fixed that”

Criminals put in stasis for decades? He’s crashing their prison ship so they finally find each other and reluctantly form their club. “Fixed it- ah shit”

uh oh, almost everyone has family trauma? Wait, the bumblebee is adopting the tampon and cadet, and he’s happy with the fossil. “…Close enough.”

The leader of the furry gang has British Orohanage trauma™️, and like the moose, a lost younger sibling. Oh- wait- they’re actually dating now and finding solas together. “…Close enough- DAMMIT”

What’s that Primus sees? The yellow one has a kid he left behind?? She’s joining up with Steeljaw’s communist party? Should he be worried?

Nah, she’s getting a father figure who understands the horrors of an orphanage. Full circle for everybody

OH MY PRIMUS, I read it like 5 times already, because I love it so much

This is literally so good omg, feed me more food like this ;w; BUT YES, basically I see Primus as some kind of not like a good loving god which is caring, I see him more like god which Lovecraft could write! :D

And he is throwing random shit at them to happen XDD And Optimus siblings are making fun of him, because after he left the world and put trust in his last soldier and family to rebuild the world they are back to almost the same shit but with antagonizing ALL decepticons :DD

BUT BACK TO THE BREATHTAKING THING YOU WROTE it's like all true XDD like everyone is broken but in the end founds their family somewhere, angsty will never end uwu

[cherrysoder]

would you draw space cadet or citron

Your wish is my command :DD

[milolunde]

Duck Dodgers everyone it’s Duck Dodgers

Duck Dodgers everyone it’s Duck Dodgers (they’re girls now)

[space-station-nursery]

◜ 👻 𓂃 Paint a Ghost! ‧ 🎨◞

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Happy Fun friday Space Cadets! Today, im gonna teach you silly guys how to make Ghost Paintings ! I absolutely love painting, and I hope you guys do too!

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Materials you'll need:

White Paper

Colored construction paper

Tape

Black or dark colored Marker

Paint of any color

Paint brushes

Cotton balls

Clothes pins

Glue

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Step by step, What to do next:

⧼ 1 ⧽ Start out by making a cut out of your ghost [drawing and cutting it out the outline] with your white paper! If you don't draw or don't wish to, print out an outline!

⧼ 2 ⧽ Tape your cutout onto a sheet of white paper

⧼ 3 ⧽ IF USING COTTON BALLS ; Take your clothes pin and clamp a cotton ball with it, take this cotton ball and dip it in paint. Then, start to dap your cotton ball all over your paper. Do this as many times as you wish till the paper is covered!

⧼ 4 ⧽ IF USING A PAINT BRUSH ; Take your paint brush and dab it with a color of your choice. Paint straight lines outward from your ghost, or even in different directions if you want a different striped look!

⧼ 5 ⧽ After letting the paint dry, peel off your paper ghost cut out. remember to remove it slowly to avoid tearing!

⧼ 6 ⧽ Use your marker to then draw on your eyes and mouth for your ghost

⧼ 7 ⧽ Glue your painted sheet to a larger colored sheet of construction paper! This ensures your paintings stay stable, and as an extra pop!

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And you're done!

Congrats Starshine, you have now created a cute little painting of a spoopy ghost! If you happen to try this craft out for yourself, reblog and add a picture!! Big dipper and I would thoroughly enjoy getting to see your creations! If you don't wish to reblog, feel free to show us [and claim a tag] by sending it to us from the mail box!

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ty @sweaty-toothed-mad-woman :DD

nickname: elle lol. people also call me ‘cunt’ idk what it means

zodiac: I’M A VIRGO!!! /ref (but it’s still true lol)

height: like 5’5 or smth

last thing googled: bill nye the science guy

sleep: i go to bed late but wake up late cause it’s the holidays so like 8

dream job: something in psychology or working at SeaWorld maybe even mainly focusing on writing?

movie/show that describes me: (i can’t choose one lol) heartstopper, don’t hug me i’m scared, generation loss (loll they’re all so different) and for movies the secret life of walter mitty and dead poets society

fav song: it changes like every day. today it’s father by the front bottoms

fav instrument: i play guitar! currently learning Youth by Daughter, Brazil by Declan Mckenna and Fool by Frankie Cosmos

fav aesthetic: fairy grunge!!!

fav author: catherine bakewell (small author rep!!!)

random fact: im in air force cadets (bc my bsf wants to pursue aviation and she needs me for morale support bc crippling anxiety. also turns out i like it too)

tags: open tags :DD

hehehe starting another tag gamee

nickname : irl i dont rlly have one?? also dont think i have one here??

zodiac sign : cancer <33

height : 5'6 (168cm maybe??)

last thing I googled: the road toll from where we stayed at the beach to home

amount of sleep: bro like 6 then i was up for a few hours then 2 more

dream job: upper high/uni teacher (specifically english and humanities) but if not idk i just wanna sit in my room with my silly little guys

movie/book that describes me the most: movie would probably be ladybird it makes me so fdahfdhalk

favorite song: atm gibson girl by ethel cain (been listening to her album recently fdhlhfald)

favorite instrument: to listen to, i lovee the sound of orchestral string instruments in pop/modern songs. to play would be drumkit or guitar

favorite aesthetics: omggg so many but i love downtown girl/rockstar girlfriend (even tho i AM the rockstar and the girlfriend ehehe)

favorite author: as of now octavia e. butler

random fun fact: my favourite potato chip flavour is sea salt and balsamic vinegar

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