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shepscapades · 1 year
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In which maybe the weight of how everyone treats Jimmy is too heavy to separate between worlds, and in which Jimmy carries the weight until he can’t and decides to do something about it.
(And in which someone reminds him that he’s still loved, if only by one person.)
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nickle-moth · 2 months
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The Canary and The Dungeon Master.
my artstyle is so inconsistant.
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theminecraftloser · 2 years
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Any male who plays in Empires can't be taken seriously, all they know is chaos, create they lore, twerk, be bisexual, kiss Jimmy, and lie
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“Pix? What are you digging around in MY empire for?” Jimmy asked, hand hovering over his sword.
“Oh, hey Jimmy! Look, I can explain. My peers told me there was evidence of there being remains of an ancient civilisation, just below-”
“Jimmy?” Statue-Joel hadn't managed to successfully exit the hole in the ground, but he peeked over the edge the second he heard Jimmy's voice. Jimmy looked over, and caught his eye.
There was dead silence for a few seconds as the two stared at each other. Oh great, Pixl thought. Arguing with Joel is not going to make him less mad at me-
Then Jimmy burst out laughing.
“What- what's happened here? Why are you so small? Pix, did you do this?” Smiling, Jimmy walked towards the hole Joel was still stuck in, and broke some surrounding sandstone to help Joel get out. Sure enough, standing on level height, Jimmy was a good several inches taller than the statue.
“Who's a small toy now, huh? HUH?”
Strangely enough, Joel didn't seem at all inclined to mock Jimmy back; he just looked at him, as if he was seeing a ghost. “Where did you run off to, Jimmy?”
“Huh? I was just stopping by the Eversea to get some more gunpowder. Why do you care about that?” Jimmy asked, then shrugged. “Whatever. I don't care. The point is, little man, that...” Jimmy continued his tirade against statue-Joel, who still seemed too stunned to retort. This would be the perfect time for Pixl to bail out of this situation, he realised. He turned around, preparing to leave...
Only to walk directly into the real Joel.
“Did someone mention a little toy man? Are you talking about yourself again, Jimmy?” real-Joel asked, with a mean grin. Jimmy spun around immediately, then looked between real-Joel and statue-Joel.
“No... I thought- Pix, what did you do? Why are there two of them!?”
“Oh, did you make a statue of me? That's nice.” Real-Joel crouched down and tapped against statue-Joel's cheek. Strangely enough, the latter didn't react at all- he just turned to Jimmy. “Two of what?”
“Two of- of you, Joel. You're here, but so is the dumb giant-” Jimmy hesitated for a moment, disgust visible on his face- “the god over there.”
An expression flashed across statue-Joel's face for a moment. “God? What are you talking about? Don't be ridiculous, Jimmy. Gods aren't real.”
“EXCUSE ME?” Joel's voice boomed, accompanied by the sound of thunder in the distance. “That is VERY offensive, I'll have you know! You'll pay for that!”
Statue-Joel still didn't react. This just made real-Joel even angrier; he pulled back his foot and prepared to kick the statue. “No, wait!” Pixl shouted, but it was too late; Joel's foot hit the statue square in the stomach-
And bounced backwards, not moving him even an inch. Real-Joel yelped in pain and grabbed his foot; Jimmy bent over laughing, and statue-Joel just looked at Pixl in confusion.
“Forget this! I'm going to Stratos, where real gods live! Goodbye, toys!” Joel took off flying, leaving the three of them in various states of confusion.
“Oh my gosh. That was amazing. 'gods arent real'- I've gotta use that one sometime,” Jimmy said, wiping tears of laughter from the corner of his eye. “You're much better than the other Joel.”
“...What just happened? Are you two okay?”
“We're fine! I should be asking you, you're the one who just got kicked...” Jimmy trailed off. “Wait... could you actually not see him?” Statue-Joel just minimally shook his head in response. He seemed overwhelmed.
Jimmy stammered for a few seconds, then shook his head and said: “You know what? Don't even worry about it. I've decided, that guy is fake, you're the real Joel in my eyes.” He walked over to the statue and hit him on the shoulder affectionately-
and Joel suddenly wrapped his arms around him in a hug. He pushed his head into Jimmy's shoulder, and- started to cry? Jimmy hesitated, but after a second hugged him back, and patted Joel reassuringly on the back as his shoulders began to shake.
“Well... i'll leave you two to it. Goodbye!” Pix said, gathered up his supplies, and flew off. Well this was quite the afternoon... He'd have to go back and talk to the new Joel later. For now, he was just happy to get out of this mess unharmed.
(ch 1 | ch 2 | ch 4)
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The Sheriff and a God
☆》 4 《☆
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wisecrackingeric-2 · 1 year
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Yeah yeah I’m late to posting this but. OUGH the feelings I would feel if Jimmy went full villain mode. My poor meow meow. He deserves it pl eas
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exiledsundew · 7 months
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Day 10 of Empirestober: Rules
Ignore the random dots, my Markers were having issues today. I'm also aware I'm posting this on the 11th, I've been overly busy and haven't been able to start day 11 yet
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nocturnebby · 2 years
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Day 2- flower(s)
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It would be a crime if I didn't do my boys, the flower husbands. Season two because why not? Scott has a field of poppies for a reason
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neoflames · 1 year
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Pov your ex boyfriend becomes king and makes it a rule that everyone has to look after a child who looks exactly like him
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trickstertox · 1 year
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Don't worry, I haven't given up on him being a little bug. To me. :) <3
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djpurple3 · 2 years
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I need yall to know that whatever in god's name is going on between these two has obsessed and delighted me
@belovedgamers
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shepscapades · 1 year
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Okay I finally fixed up his design :] ehehe… prebby sheriff
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evo grian              🤝            empires s2 jimmy
           needing a shit ton of iron 
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theminecraftloser · 2 years
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Jimmy after accepting he is a toy
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[reblog > likes] x
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(part 4)
Jimmy wasn't quite sure what to think, as he comforted the strange copy of Joel that was now crying into his shoulder. His skin felt like hardened clay, and he was in a hole dug by Pix when he first saw him. Jimmy didn't know anything about living statues, but he knew two things about this man: He liked Jimmy, and the god of Stratos hated him. That was enough for the sheriff.
Joel sniffled, then let go of Jimmy and looked at him through tears mixed with sand. Or... were his tears made out of sand? It was hard to tell.
“You're not the Jimmy I knew, are you?” his voice was quiet, morose.
“I don't know. I might not be.”
“Right.” Joel looked at the ground. “That's embarrassing then.”
“Nah, don't worry about it. If you were friends with one version of me, you can be friends with this version too,” Jimmy responded. Does that mean I should be friends with the other Joel as well? He quickly dismissed that thought. He'd be friends with Joel once Joel respected him; which this version seemed to do.
Joel was looking around now, peering at the buildings in the village a little downhill. “So... what is this place exactly?”
“This?” Jimmy grinned at him, and spread his arms wide. “This is Tumble Town! I'm the sheriff of this place. Built it from the ground up, and now I provide everyone with terracotta and gunpowder. And, of course, with the Law.”
Joel's expression darkened. “Lore? I don't like lore,” he said.
“Excuse me? No, not lore. The Law. L-A-W.”
“Oh, the Law. Of course.” Joel chuckled, shook his head, then began walking downhill towards the settlement. “Of all the people to inherit this land...”
Inherit? What was that supposed to mean? Jimmy jogged up to him. When he'd caught up to him, he said: “Sorry, what'd you say?”
“Oh, nothing. I was talking to myself. Don't worry about it.”
“I think I will worry about it, actually,” Jimmy said, getting in front of Joel. “Did you say 'inherit'?”
Joel sighed, and looked into the distance again. “I used to be the king of this place, you know?”
Jimmy stopped in his tracks. He was not expecting that. “Really?”
“Yeah, really. The kingdom was called Mezalea. We exported terracotta too. Not as much as we used it ourselves though. I made a massive palace. It was- it was beautiful.” Joel's voice cracked as he spoke. “At least until everything broke.”
Jimmy was quiet. He'd never heard of a kingdom called Mezalea; he thought Pix would give anything to have learned this information. At the same time, he felt bad for prying. “I'm sorry.”
“Don't be. It was my fault, to be honest. I could have repaired the buildings at the time, but... I never did. And I guess it's too late now.” he looked at the horizon. “Speaking of late. Do you have a bed?”
Jimmy turned around, and saw the setting sun. “Oh my gosh, it's getting nighttime already. Er- hang on, I'll show you to the inn. Follow me.”
They walked to the inn in silence. Jimmy showed Joel to his room in the wooden building. “It's not exactly fit for a king, but... it'll have to do, I'm afraid.”
“It'll have to do,” Joel replied. He turned to him. “Jimmy?”
“Yeah?”
“Forget what I said earlier. I'm glad you're the one living here now.”
Jimmy smiled. “Thanks, Joel. Have a good night.” And with that, he closed the door, leaving the Mezalean by himself.
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Joel didn't sleep. Tired though he was, the last time he went to sleep he didn't get up again for years, and he wasn't looking to repeat that experience. What business do I even have being tired anyways? I've done nothing, he thought. Instead, he got up, left the inn, and began walking around Tumble Town.
It was a bizarre sight, seeing these wooden buildings, so Jimmy-like, in the dry mesa. He looked at water tower illuminated with torchlight in the distance, and could easily picture it standing in the swamps of the Codlands. But the landscape was also familiar for a different, more haunting reason. This was his mesa. He almost saw the silhouette of his palace in the mountain peaks. When he reached the lowest part of the valley, he touched the ground, and thought he could feel the remnants of the Mother Tree below him. It was so faint he could just as easily be imagining it.
He sat there until the sun rose and Jimmy walked up to him.
“You weren't at the inn. Have you just been here all night?” There was a slight accent to his voice that Joel couldn't place. He supposed it must been the accent of the people that lived here now.
“I'm made of terracotta, Jim. I don't need sleep.”
“Right. Sure.” Even though he wasn't facing Jimmy, Joel thought he could see the skeptical expression on his face. “You did ask me for a bed though.”
“Oh, right. I guess I did, huh?” Joel replied. Jimmy didn't respond. The awkwardness was palpable.
“Jimmy,” Joel started, and turned toward his old friend: “Can you tell me a little bit about, like... the world these days? 'cause you're here in Tumble Town, and I've seen Pix as well, so... is there anyone else important I should maybe know about?”
“Alright.” Jimmy sat down next to him. “So, we're in Tumble Town right now. Way off to the east is the Eversea, where Pirate Joe lives. Me and him have a deal for gunpowder. There's also the Evermoore, a witch called Shubble lives there. Let's see...”
Joel nodded along. Joe and Shubble. Could those be distortions of Joey and Shrub? Neither of them were immortal as far as he knew, but then again, neither was Jimmy.
“So, you've met Pix. I think he's like... head of the archaeologists' guild? Something like that. He's discovered this giant ruined city up north, he tends to hang around there. East of that is-” he faltered. “Nobody important. Near there is also Animalia, with mayor Lizzie, and actually below there is-”
Joel's heart skipped a beat. “Lizzie?”
“Yep. As I was saying, below Animalia in the caves-”
“Wait. Hang on a second.” he suddenly felt a chill, and his head spun. Lizzie was here. He could see Lizzie again. “where is Lizzie's kingdom exactly, relative to here?”
“Uh, northwards I think. Why?”
“...do you have a spare elytra i could borrow?”
(ch 1 | ch 3 | ch 5)
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summoner-j · 2 years
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(This started out as rambling, turned into a fic prompt, then rambling again)
The Sheriff is the Codfather
This is mostly several headcanons of mine for this man finally coming together and creating this mess in my mind; ok this is based on the basis that nobody knows The Sheriffs name, and that he was wandering the masa before finding the hat he bases his whole identity on. And we know leaving the ocean causes memory loss (Jimmy and Lizzie not realizing that they’re basically Demigods and seablings) but we don’t know to what extent, like we know that they remembered their own names the first time but what about the second? And while Lizzie forgets almost immediately, we can see it’s because the ocean’s blessings are wearing off, and she got the blessings because of the orb, and the orb also gave her her axolotl-like form.
You know who didn’t get their orb? Jimmy! He could theoretically have lost his memory more slowly then his sister, slow enough to forget his name and not realize it. He could have also slowly turn more human-like as the years went by. Mind and body changing almost unrecognizable to the past, he finally grew stubble(ah yes the whole sea monster thing with smooth skin for scales to grow in)! Changed so much that he could find a hat and therefore his new identity so quickly. He’s The Sheriff. Him being anything else is inconceivable and blasphemy to the Law. He then changes to fit this role, he’s more strict, more aggressive, he tries to be more serious and respected, he’s less laid back. Now this isn’t to say he’s totally different, The Sheriff is still Jimmy even if he doesn’t know it.
But is he still the Codfather? No. He can’t be both. Then what’s with the title? Idk. But here’s where we take canon and put it in the blender because it’s time for a canon divergence! I haven’t watched the recent stuff because this has been distracting me from recent possibly headcanon breaking lore, so I’m going in blind. And I can’t write.
Now I heard somewhere that the hat got destroyed, and since I didn’t want to go through the trouble of removing the hat this is where we start off the divergence; the hat still gets destroyed just differently; The Sheriff somehow got blasted into a mangrove tree in the swamp, hit his head, fell into the water, accidentally killed a cod and got its head, and then drowned in the shallow part of the water. Everyone is confused, he should have died when he hit the tree, or at least broken his bones, but no, drowning killed him. 
Anyway, people gather his stuff (including his destroyed hat and the cod head that someone accidentally put in) in a chest and wait for him to respond, but when he does he and everyone present (not much are) are confused, he’s quite, which isn’t weird for just respawning but it is weird when you look at his expression, he’s acting like he’s respawned in a room full of strangers, and then it hits, he must not have healed properly, which is a relief since he just needs to eat.
FWhip hands him his stuff, and instead of immediately grabbing his hat he grabs the head right next to it and wears that instead. People, of course, laugh, as it’s not everyday you wittiness someone you know experience respawn confusion, let alone that someone being The Sheriff. It’s funny until he says “Hi, I’m Jimmy, and you guys are?” No one speaks, in the 10-15 years he’s been The Sheriff, he has not once addressed himself differently, even jokingly, this feels invasive, like they found out something they shouldn’t have.
And that’s the end of my writing, but sometime after this Joel comes and they find out Jimmy doesn’t know about Toy Story, as that was a recent play and his mind is like decades into the past, and even if he did know he wouldn’t be as offended since he doesn’t see the resemblance “Woodys a sheriff” “Okay, and?” The rest of the rulers quickly find out something’s wrong, The Sheriff isn’t upholding the law like he use to and is actually acting like a political figure and is calling himself The Codfather, food did not help.
Everyone knows The Sheriff’s not in his right mind, only three people know his name(they’ve sworn themselves to secretcy, even though he’s ‘delirious’, there’s the slight chance that’s his real name and they don’t want to out him, he should tell them when he wants to, not because of some ‘glitch’), and Joel, Joel’s having a rough time. The whole ’toy’ thing started because Joel didn’t know what The Sheriff was, but he did know The Sheriff wasn’t fully mortal, and he didn’t like that, so he chose to believe The Sheriff was a toy, because the alternative was something Joel didn’t like thinking about because some stuff should stay in the past.
Jimmy has no idea what’s going on, like he still remembers his time as sheriff, but it’s been over shadowed by thousands years worth of memories returning all at once, and the fact that he’s pretty sure all his friends are reincarnated (that means that he’s sister is dead(or is she?)) and two are now gods. Shelby (Shrub?!) makes a potions to cure him by rewind, and now he no longer looks human and looks more like himself in season 1, Shelby doesn’t know what went wrong. Everyones freaking out and it’s chaos. Scott also found an orb,
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