#pj pete

[anymousse]

So I went to Disneyland recently and finally had the chance to check out Goofy’s house in Toontown. Besides being a cute interactive candy kitchen, I also found these gems:

Tying into Goof Troop, A Goofy Movie and DuckTales 2017? Uh, yes please!

[boingodigitalart]

Requested by my friend @domono08 who asked that I draw Peg and Pistol Pete. I also felt that I needed to add in Pete, P.J., Goofy, Max, Donald, and Daisy.

[starlingdrawz]

Happy Hispanic heritage month!!!

Headcanons

Old art from last year(?)

And for my fellow Mexicanos ❤️

It's a wip for now but I do plan on finishing it

Commissions

[skullsemi]

Pete and Baby P.J.

Pete is also a father, not the bestest nor the sweetest one, but still a father, we really don't get to see much of Pete's soft side towards his own son PJ (aside from Goof Troop I guess), so I gave it a try to show that and sketched them

And if I'm being honest, I can't really imagine Pete doing the baby talk to PJ (not out in public at least) but talking to him like any other conversation, as if baby PJ actually understand everything he's saying like:

Pete: Can't deal with dumb people, right PJ?

PJ: *baby noises*

Pete: See? He agrees with me!

[skizzlebeetle]

[jenkys-hoard]

In cabcord jabbering we accidentally re-imagined @zerotwo 's caballero princess bride au 🤣🤣🤣

[memelordotherblog]

PJ: I returned home to find out my dad ls in a polycue with two criminals and i now I have two half siblings that apparently my dad's mad scientist cousin made.

The therapist: that's rough buddy.

[snoopierdass]

P.J. Pete and Beret Girl wedding W.I.P.

[jknerd]

An Extremely Goofy Story

An Extremely Goofy Story, starring Maxine and her friends; PJ and Barby, along with her father Goofy, his eventual girlfriend Sylvia, and don't forget the Gammas, especially Bradley and Tank^^

[semillita]

it's big boy season ♡

PJ from An Extremely Goofy Movie

[maxbradley]

Old Man [2011]; rated M for Chapter 3 (out of 4); link after preview text:

Only now was it becoming clear that the Other Half was not what Max had believed it to be: a friend. A friend there to guide him, defend him against all abuse from a crazed jock.

Someone who he had fallen into deep lust with for the longest time.. and then...

The black canine stared at the stucco for substitute, wallowing in a cross between enlightenment and self-pity. His left wrist was tightly wrapped in thick gauze, still pulsating from the tension and its release. To not get into deeper trouble with his friends, he decided to wear a thin, long-sleeved sweater, navy blue. Lucky for him it wasn't the right; they would have noticed him wincing his he walked around the kitchen with a heavy pot handle.

Now it was past one in the morning. The world around him had gotten dark around 6 in the evening.

There he lay, bundled up in a warm comforter. But he couldn't sleep, counting the bumps on the ceiling in dim blue light. His eyes stung. He kept on counting...

Bradley.

The word "child" echoed in his mind. He never wanted to be labeled as one since high school. But, was it really true? Was he… immature? Was everything he felt towards him, involved in him, nothing but a selfish, instant gratification? Like what he said, "Don't confuse love with lust!"

Maybe, I like confusing my terms..... Do I?

Motionless, waiting for daybreak, and trying to remove a dark veil from his eyes.

An 8-bit tune filled the room from the dresser nearby. The cell phone vibrated against the wood finish and almost woke the guys up, had it not been for Max snatching it off the ledge and hurting his wrist in the process, "ow owow; fuck."

He flipped it open and heard a single word, "Max."

...

It was now 2 in the morning.

"Max? Are you there?"

It was getting harder and harder to breathe. The boy mentally shuddered at the sound of his voice. About a minute passed by, sounding of static on the other end until a pseudo-snide remark interfered, "Are you alive??" He buried himself under the comforter and responded in a whisper, "Yeah."

"... I'm glad."

"Me too." The boy nearly smiled in the glow of the small screen.

A bit of silence followed before Bradley continued, "Max?"

"Hm?"

"Let's take a breather. Um, let's visit your old man."

Just a tad confused, "What?"

Now a gruff tone, "You heard me."

Old Man - Chapter 1 - IZZYCHAN13 - An Extremely Goofy Movie [Archive of Our Own]

[masteruppercrust]

[OOC]: Here’s a random continuation of a Q&A, basically what if Alphonse Uppercrust had gone to college instead of Goofy: 

https://www.tumblr.com/masteruppercrust/649233678532231168/how-about-the-extremely-goofy-movie-but-instead

This was done on my own time (experimenting with Derwent Inktense pencils) not too long after the initial answer was posted.. Which was a long ass time ago x_x;;

Just letting you know that I’m still ‘alive’ and that I’m mostly active on the following sites:

https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/45246264

https://www.furaffinity.net/user/izzy-chan13/

If / When I start up again I will most likely draw and ink traditionally and color it digitally for more control (that and the monitor gives me headaches); I no longer use deviantART so I’m dropping questions / comments from the site.

I do have more content to upload onto the supplemental MaxBradley and BlackLatte blogs but I’m focusing on Pixiv first. Overall I’m making sure not to overdo the internet / social? media thing as I don’t have much time after work to engage.

For now, have a good rest of the evening.

~ Izzy

[icantthinkofagoodnameoranything]

Goof Troop is a underrated masterpiece and I will not be convinced otherwise /lh

[starlingdrawz]

College is fun,,,that is until you third wheel between BOTH of your besties

Yax smooch itself

Original

[eleventhhourfactor]

Question: would anyone watch a video essay about PJ and how his dysfunctional home life shaped his character and overall arc?

Or am I just entertaining an idea that only appeals to me?

Seriously though. No one talks about him. Or Pete being a piece of shit. So why not someone else with parent issues?

[yakkolicious]

I have Max x PJ brainrot-