#omg what

[addsalwayssick]

being in the marauders fandom is like ‘where the hell did this ship come from? i mean, i support but wtf?’

[clemenlush]

the losers

[thevoidlagdaycare]

Im sorry but- "THEIR FEELINGS BECOME ONE???"

WHAT IN THE FRICKITY FRIGG FRACK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!?!?!

*Cries in confused gay*

[fucksurass]

Scott: My name is scott malkinson and I have diabetes.

Teacher: ....Is that it?

Scott: Yea.

Teacher: ....Theres nothing else youd like to share with the rest of the class?

Scott: Thats it. I have diabetes.

Teacher: Any hobbies?

Scott: Telling people I have diabetes.

Teacher: Something other than diabetes please. Tell us something about yourself that doesnt have anything to do with diabetes.

Scott: My name is scott malkinson.

Teacher: ....Okay.

[starrynightsxo]

JUDE DUARTE THE GIRLBOSS TAKE THAT LADY ASHA

(queen of nothing page 172)

[spinninwiththestars]

Ahh... well, don’t forget we’re going to Grandma’s this morning, Charlie. You could have at least changed out of your pajamas.

[cot-sponlon-for-president]

I have told the man himself about Cot Sponlon 🫡

WHAT

[glazecaramel]

At this point I need Vegas made a comeback with his white raincoat in his little fav dungeon and have a little agreement with New.

Or maybe kimhan? Kimhan who never showed love. Looks exactly like New, who needed to escaped from his dad.

[underground-monarch]

maybe a ficlet based on this? hehe

Jimmy’s hands balled into fists as he glared at the latest surprise addition to Tumble Town. It was unquestionably another gift from that big-headed mightier-than-thou “god”, attempting to damage the Sheriff’s reputation.

He wouldn’t put up with it any longer. He’d had enough of being the punch bag, the joke of the empires. He’d had enough of attempting to stand up to the other leaders, only for them to laugh him aside as though he had all the intimidation of a cooked noodle.

He tried to be a diplomat, a cool calm and collected face of the Law. But now the time had come to prove to them, to all of them, that the Sheriff could be a real threat to those who disrespected him.

And where better to strike first than at the heart of the resistance?

Pausing only to grab the entire remaining stock out of his wagon and a flint and steel from one of his chests, Jimmy launched himself into the sky with a burst of sparks, his shadowed eyes glinting as red as the TNT in his inventory.

When Stratos came into view though, every single thought of revenge was dropped from his mind into the rushing wind of his flight path behind him, and his jaw fell open in awe.

The quartz shone pure white in the early-evening light, its pristine purity combining with the Upper Kingdom’s gravity-defying posture to give it a truly ethereal sense of wonder. The gold accents glinted in the sun, beautifully complimented by the teal. The very air itself around the whole empire seemed to hum with mystical energy, a song of love and joy and glory.

Jimmy had never looked at it like this before. He had only ever seen it as the lair of his nemesis, tainted by the mocking presence of the Toy Barn, an ego-boost for a man who already thought everything of himself.

Reluctantly, Jimmy finally realised that maybe Joel deserved his pride in his empire.

The Sheriff’s hands unclenched around the explosives.

Jimmy landed on one of the floating walkways, stumbling a little as his neck craned upwards to admire the nearest buildings. He stepped up to the banister, leaning over to admire the view of the golden-hour light bathing the village below.

Stratos really did feel like the home of a god.

“Hey, toy boy!”

The Sheriff’s hackles instinctively raised at the sound of Joel’s taunting voice, but he forced himself to relax. He wasn’t here on a hostile mission. Not anymore. He quickly tucked the TNT from his hand away in his inventory, hiding it just in time as the God of Stratos glided in on angelic wings and landed beside him with a subtle but nonetheless intimidating shake of the floating walkway.

“What are you doing so far from Toy Town, eh?” Joel leaned casually on the banister next to Jimmy, a smug smirk on his face.

“I’m not here for mocking comments, Joel.” Jimmy gritted his teeth and took a short calming breath before turning to look at the god. Even regardless of the height of the man before him and the surrounding buildings scaled to match, Jimmy suddenly felt like a very small fish in a very big pond. He glanced around at the view again. “You’ve done a really good job on this place, you know.”

Something in Joel’s expression changed at that: while his smirk didn’t move, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, betraying his suspicion at Jimmy’s compliment.

“Uh, yeah, I know!” Joel gestured to himself, “I’m so sexy and awesome and good at everything, obviously!”

Jimmy closed his eyes in exasperation at Joel’s pathetic self-aggrandising in what he was trying to make a sincere moment despite the tension of their rivalry. “I’m serious, Joel. Stratos genuinely looks incredible, you’re really good at building.”

For a second, Joel didn’t react. Jimmy could feel the god analysing his expression, searching for any hint of mockery or deception, but Jimmy kept his face relaxed and soft.

Eventually Joel moved. He twisted away from leaning on the banister and having to look at Jimmy, one hand rising to rub at the back of his neck. “Um… thanks, I guess.” He paused, unsure. “Y’know, I’m… I try.” He glanced back at Jimmy. “D’you really mean that?” he asked, a faint accusatory defensive tone in his voice.

“I really mean it.” And he did.

Joel nodded once, jerkily, avoiding eye contact again. “Well… yeah. Thanks.”

The two men stood in silence for a few minutes, the tension of their rivalry between them slowly dissolving.

“So, um… was there anything you needed from Stratos?” Joel asked, his voice unusually amicable to Jimmy’s ears.

The TNT weighed a little heavier in his inventory.

“… No, I don’t need anything. I was just passing through.”

“Ok. Well, um… see ya, then.” Joel spread his wings and hurriedly launched himself into the air, flying off towards the centre of Upper Stratos.

Jimmy watched him go, and then quickly flew back to Tumble Town.

When he stepped outside the next morning, he was surprised to see his empire looking remarkably normal: all the Toy Story pranks had been removed overnight, and when he opened the chest that had appeared on his porch it contained a single diamond surrounded by gold blocks.

Jimmy grinned, glancing up at the sky to see a distant hovering figure of an oversized humanoid, who promptly disappeared from view over the mesa mountain ridge in the direction of the sky kingdom.

sorry for taking so long to get to this, but I finally had an idea for how this concept could play out so here ya go at last :] also putting it up on ao3

[lavender-phannie]

HELLO??????

Do not underestimate the power of starved phannies

[pogotishoopes]

does animal jam have a tumblr presence? what if i made an animal jam blog????

[artfightdramaconfessions]

did anyone else see the person calling dream "a homo" repeatedly in general to explain why he's a bad person and it turned out they thought "homo" meant "homophobe"... honestly top af general moments for me

June 17

[floofgryph]

you’re my crush apparently lol

What 🤣?! I'm dead now...

[obetrolncocktails]

Also wanted to give a little shout out for 1,800 followers! You guys allow me to be myself and write my little stories, and you've made this community my home. I'll never be able to thank you enough. 💜

[honeyedlashton]

⭐️😎💫

[twinkatronmilo]

FOXIE!!!!!!!!!!!! FROM THE HIT ANIME SIX WIVES IN BRITIAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1