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peanutsoutofcontext · 2 months
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Baby Snoopy of the Day 🥺💗
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princess-unipeg · 5 months
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Snoopy’s seldom seen sister Molly
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aeirithgainsborough · 11 months
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“The dog’s name is Snoopy.” “That’s a pretty good name. We’ll keep it.”  SNOOPY’S REUNION (1991)     
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supersunshine10 · 4 months
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Baby Snoopy redraws bc I love him 💗
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disneybuddy · 9 months
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Concept art for Snoopy's Reunion.
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Today’s character of the day is: Spike from Peanuts
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my-chemical-rot · 2 years
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I told myself that if the first show of the tour was very “!!!!!!!!” then I’d change my blog theme back to what it was during the European leg of the tour. So I guess I’ll do that in the morning because three songs into the set list we’re all already exploding and fucking dying. To say nothing of the fucking CLOWN MAKEUP??? WHAT THE FUCK?? Anyways.
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crttvset · 5 months
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oh shit another special i’ve actually seen before……
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moon-lit-willow · 9 months
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need to rewatch snoopy’s reunion soon
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ravensilversea · 1 month
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Title: Snoopy and the Emo-Haired Kid Author: Raven_Silversea Rating: T Pairing: Hibari Kyoya & Snoopy, Fon & Hibari Kyoya Tags/Warnings: Pre-Canon: Katekyou Hitman Reborn, POV Alternating, Humor, Crack Treated Seriously, Reincarnated Snoopy, Implied/Referenced Murder
Day 1: Garden/New Life
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It was a well-known fact that every dog needs a doghouse, especially if they are a talking dog who can draw pictures in the dirt with a stick. Kyoya’s not sure why the talking baby is so confused about this. Kyoya has a dog, dogs need doghouses, this dog also happened to draw out the plans for his doghouse in the dirt with a stick he found in the back garden.
“Kyo-er,” the baby says, slowly, his hands pressed flat together and pressed against his mouth, “dogs can’t talk…? Or plan out their own doghouses…?”
Kyoya and his puppy, Snoopy as the puppy had chosen to be called, look at each other. Then they both look back at the baby. Who is also talking. And claims to be Kyoya’s older brother.
The baby seems to take the hint and sighs. He pinched the bridge of his nose and mutters something about Kyoya’s mother killing him.
“Kaa-san won’t even notice, baby,” Kyoya says, rolling his eyes. “Snoopy’s already promised to stay out of the house when she’s in, and to wipe his feet before entering anyway.”
Snoopy nods his head, wagging his little black puppy tail. Not like I want to stay in the house anyway. The garden’s much more interesting.
Kyoya nods seriously and gestures towards Snoopy as if to say, ‘See? There you have it.’
The baby’s distress visibly increases at the exchange. However, instead of contributing anything relevant to the conversation or allowing Kyoya to continue about his business, the baby says, “Why does the dog have a name, but you insist on referring to me as ‘the baby’, Kyo-er? I have a name.”
Fine, if the stupid talking baby insists. “Kaa-san won’t even notice, Fon-tan.” Kyoya rolls his eyes as Fon squawks in protest of the honorific, but really fair is fair. He keeps calling Kyoya ‘Kyo-er’ even though Kyoya is clearly older than him and it’s rude and insulting to be referred to as such by a baby.
Kyoya leaves the baby to his squawking, and Snoopy trots along at his heels. Together they start hashing out where Snoopy’s doghouse could go without disturbing the fengshui of the garden that Kaa-san has so carefully cultivated.
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Fon’s not entirely sure how he ended up in the paint aisle of Namimori’s hardware store, helping his surprise baby brother and his puppy pick out paint for the puppy’s doghouse. One minute he’s doing his annual reunion with his father, and the next, he has a new stepmother and half-brother, and his father tragically deceased, leaving him in charge of said half-brother while his stepmother makes funeral arrangements.
‘I need to have an heir, you know this, Feng-er’ his ass. That argument may have worked when Fon was recently cursed, but not thirty fucking years down the line! He’s old enough to be his stepmother’s father for goodness’ sake!
“Which color do you want?” Kyoya asks, carrying the puppy down the paint aisle and carefully pausing in front of each paint slip so the puppy can see them all. It’s cute. It’d be cuter if Kyoya wasn’t so insistent that the puppy could talk.
“What about this one, Kyo-er?” Fon asks. He pulls out an ocean blue paint slip and shows it to the boy, who frowns dubiously at it. 
The boy and puppy look at each other, and they look to have a silent conversation with each other for a moment. Then Kyoya stands perfectly straight and says, “No thank you, Fon-tan. Snoopy doesn’t like that one, but thank you for your help.”
Well that was Fon told. He puts the paint slip back and continues following Kyoya’s path down the paint aisle. At least he can tell Kyoya’s mother that he tried to get him to choose a nice, cool, calming color to match her garden when she ultimately discovers the new doghouse in said garden. 
The puppy suddenly barks, tongue lolling out of its mouth and tail wagging in excitement. It dances it’s front paws on Kyoya’s arm and turns to lick his cheek. A smile breaks Kyoya’s serious expression, and he nods. “That’s a good color, Snoopy,” he says so quietly that Fon almost misses it.
“What color did you pick?” Fon asks, resisting the urge to stretch up onto his tip-toes to see.
Kyoya turns and holds up a paint slip. A very red paint slip that decidedly does not match his mother’s carefully curated garden. 
Fon should probably look into making a will.
“Kyo-er… are you sure?”
Kyoya hums. “Snoopy says it’s his favorite color,” he says with a sharp nod. Then he turns and marches over to the counter to get his paint mixed.
Fon is left in the paint aisle, mouth agape, staring after the boy. “He can’t even see it though…?” 
There’s no way Kyoya heard Fon’s half-whispered question from across the aisle, but both the puppy and he glare at him anyway. Truly a matched set those two. He sighs and counts to ten as he walks over to join them.
Kyoya is not getting anything from him if his mother kills Fon because of Kyoya’s puppy. 
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Snoopy watches the Emo-Haired Kid build his new doghouse, tail thumping against the mossy stone he’s sitting on. The Bell-Collared Baby passes the kid nails and hovers like he’s concerned that the kid’s going to hurt himself. Like Snoopy isn’t right there supervising.
The doghouse is coming together marvelously in Snoopy’s opinion. The walls are up in a rectangular shape with a semi-circle door leading to the inside, which he plans on decorating with the fluffy pillow he pulled off of the Emo-Haired Kid’s bed and his new yellow, bird-shaped squeaky toy. All that’s left to do is put the roof on- which the kid’s working on now- and paint it that familiar shade of red.
He doesn’t know what the Bell-Collared Baby was complaining about. It’ll perfectly match the rose bushes around the doghouse when they’re in bloom.
“Kaa-san planted white roses, not red, Snoopy,” the Emo-Haired Kid says as he straightens the next piece of wood in place.
Red and white go together. That’s how you get pink after all.
The Emo-Haired Kid pauses, head tilting to the side as he considers this argument. Then he hums and nods before starting to hammering the roof piece down. 
Snoopy still can’t quite get over the fact the Emo-Haired Kid can understand him. The Round-Headed Kid never could, which allowed for endless fun in mocking him without his knowledge and also endless frustration as Snoopy had to result to charades to get his point across. Even then, the Round-Headed Kid missed the point most of the time.
Of course, the Bell-Collared Baby’s continued and increasing concern over hearing only one side of the conversation is hilarious in its own right. Snoopy had missed tormenting people like this in his old age when all he had the energy for was lying in front of the fire and leaning into the Round-Headed Kid’s ear scratches. 
He takes the opportunity to stretch out like he hasn’t been able to in years, all through the tips of his ears and the ends of each paw. It feels amazing! He refuses to ever get used to it again!
His ears perk up at the sound of the back door sliding open and the soft sound of slippered feet walking over the wooden veranda. He turns to face this new person- surely the ‘Kaa-san’ the Emo-Haired Kid has been referring to- and sits, tail wagging and tongue lolling out of a puppy grin. I’m cute, and you’re going to love me.
The woman stares at him. The Emo-Haired Kid continues hammering the roof onto his doghouse. “Fon-san,” the woman says, slowly. “What is this?”
“A puppy, Kaa-san,” the Emo-Haired Kid says in his ‘this is an obvious observation and I’m confused on why we’re addressing it’ voice. “My puppy. Fon-tan has been helping me building a doghouse for him.”
“Has he now?” the woman tilts her head and looks towards the Bell-Collared Baby with a sharp, toothy smile. 
Snoopy shrinks back and decides to tactically retreat behind the Emo-Haired Kid, leaving the Bell-Collared Baby at the mercy of this dangerous woman. The Bell-Collared Baby gives him a look of complete betrayal before he turns to try and placate the woman.
The Emo-Haired Kid pauses his hammering to scratch Snoopy behind the ears as the woman pulls the Bell-Collared Baby off to the side and starts berating him. “Kaa-san won’t say no,” the Emo-Haired Kid whispers. “She’ll want to make me feel better about Tou-san’s death. I don’t care about that though. Tou-san always wanted me quiet and out of the way, especially when he was doing business.”
I have no idea why, you can build doghouses afterall. What more could he want? Snoopy licks the Emo-Haired Kid’s hand and thumps his tail a few more times for good measure. 
The Emo-Haired Kid laughs and returns to his hammering. Snoopy settles down by his feet and watches the woman and the Bell-Collared Baby.
“You let him do what to my garden?! Fon-san, what were you thinking?”
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farmlesbians · 9 months
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snoopy's family reunion! may 5-15, 1965
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peanutsoutofcontext · 5 months
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Snoopy of the Day
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pleasuresoftheharbor · 6 months
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i have snoopy’s reunion sickness and brother it’s terminal ^^^^ the snoopy family tree + cat for sizing
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suckitsurveys · 23 days
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Who has made the biggest sacrifice for you? My dad, for sure.
Who is the most overbearing person you know? My brother in law.
Do you still remember your first kiss? I do.
Are you happy with where you are relationship-wise now? I am. Mark and I are stronger than ever.
How many kids do you want to have? Zero.
Have you ever purposely given someone the wrong number? No.
Who’s the last person you smoked weed with? Mark and I took an edible last night.
Are you currently wanting any piercings or tattoos? Yes.
Who is the person you have hurt the most? I don’t know.
Who is the person that has hurt you the most? Blah.
Who’s the last guy to give you roses? Mark.
Did your parents do drugs when they were younger? Yup. My dad’s been known to eat an edible here or there now a days..
The first thing I’d do after winning the lottery is… Buy a new car.
The videos that always make me laugh are… I mean, so many.
One of my favorite writers is… I don’t know.
One of my favorite singers is… Billie Eilish.
What’s a favorite hobby of yours? This garbage.
I think a good source of therapy is… Crying.
A friend who I can always be myself around is… All my friends, that’s why they are my friends.
Something helpful to lose weight is… Hahahahhahahahahahahaahhahahahahaahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
A fear of mine is… Having my fears used against me.
If you knew me well, you’d gift me… Anything Pikachu or Snoopy or Garfield or bat or panda related, gift cards for sushi restaurants or boba, candles.
Who is someone you’ve been enjoying watching on YouTube recently? I haven’t legit watched YouTube in a really long time, other than SNL clips here and there oops.
Who was the last of your friends to have a baby? None of my close friends have kids.
Which family member did you get your height from? My mom.
Which TV channel did you watch the most as a kid? Nickelodeon.
Who is your favorite cousin? Kelly and her daughter Brittney, honestly.
If you had to choose a country to live in besides your own, which country would you choose? I’m good.
Do you think you look better with long hair or short hair? Either.
What did the last mask you wore look like? It was a royal blue paper mask.
Have you ever ridden in an ambulance? Nope.
What color was your nursery when you were a baby? I don’t believe I had my own room as a baby.
When is the next time you will attend a family reunion? Where will it be? We don’t have those.
Do you like cereal? What would you consider your favorite kind of cereal? Cinnamon toast crunch.
What’s your favorite lollipop flavor? Watermelon.
Who did you last hold hands with? My 5yr niece.
What sounds help you sleep? White noise or fan noise.
Do you have a loud or more soft laugh? I’d say it’s in the middle.
Do you like to dip your fries in a frosty or ice cream? I’ve done it before but it’s not a common occurance.
Cookies or brownies? Brownies.
Are you a fan of musicals? I don’t hate them.
Have you ever stargazed with someone? Yes.
What color is the vehicle you ride in most often? Silver.
What’s your favorite kind of pasta? I love pasta with pesto, but I also love pasta with the red sauce my dad makes.
Would you say you’re a condescending person? I am very sarcastic which can read as condescending but I don’t mean it to be mean or anything.
Have you ever mowed a lawn? I have.
What’s the last song you listened to? Sweet by Lana Del Rey.
Are you content with your social life? For the most part. I’d love to hang out with people more and do more stuff but I’m also just so tired all the damn time from working.
Have you ever had edible flowers? I have, yes.
Do you read other people’s survey answers? When I take them from people lol.
Do you work better alone or in a group? Depends.
What are 3 essential items you won’t leave the house without? My phone, my keys, some sort of way to clean my glasses.
Do you enjoy spicy foods? I do.
What is something you want to be remembered for? I don’t know.
Do you like pickles? I do.
What is something you take a lot of pictures of? My cats and my nieces lol.
What is your favorite thing about the beach? Being in the water.
Are you afraid of snakes? Not actively, no.
Do you think frogs are ugly? No.
Name three things that you find refreshing. Ice water, a pool or lake on a hot day, a cool breeze.
What is your favorite vegetable? Mushrooms.
Do you own any succulents? Nope.
What is your least favorite shade of green? I don’t know, it would depend on how the green is used.
Do you like olives? Yes, except for kalamata.
What are three of your favorite insects (or insects that you think look cool)? Praying manti, butterflies, bumble bees.
Would you ever dye your hair green? I have done it before.
Are you a tea drinker? Yes.
Do you like mangoes? They aren’t my favorite but oddly enough there is a sushi roll I LOVE that has a mango sauce on it and it’s amazing.
What’s your hair texture? Thick and kinda coarse.
Do you play games on your phone? Yeah, some dumb card games and word games and NYT games mostly.
Is acting something you’d enjoy? Are you convincing? Eh.
In what ways are you immature? Lots of ways.
Are the Olympics something you get into? Not at all.
Chocolate, strawberry, or vanilla milkshake? Vanilla.
What’s something or someone you’ll always defend? Access to safe and legal abortion.
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supersunshine10 · 1 month
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Honestly Ngl, everyone’s always making posts online questioning the cartoon logic of antho animal characters going to the zoo, or having non-antho pets (like the jokes abt Goofy and Pluto)
But if you think abt it, what makes equally no sense if you think abt it too hard as well that nobody talks abt as much,
What abt cartoon pet characters who are sentient with human-like intelligence (even ones that are anthro enough to walk and write and stuff) but are still separated from their parents to be sold to pet owners, even if they don’t want to?
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I know I know it’s literally a cartoon where you’re not supposed to think abt it, but still sometimes I do think abt it
Like for example, in Snoopy’s Reunion (the cartoon of the GIF above) and in other comic strips of Peanuts, Snoopy has many moments where he expresses that he misses his parents and hated to be sold away.
(I can’t really remember at the top of my head, but I’m pretty sure there’s other cartoons similar to this, just using Peanuts as an example)
Like what are they slaves? This is just a normal thing for all pets to go through? Snoopy can type/write, couldn’t the mom try to write to the farmer to stop him (it might not work tho) ? Idk I’ve overthinking this lol
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snoopysfriendwoodstock · 10 months
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watching the most devastating movie of all time (snoopys reunion)
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