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❝ Wait, who did you just call “A Failure” then? ❞ Timon questioned Donald. The meerkat being more interested in that than the duck’s mental well being at the moment. 

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“ Don’t talk about yourself like that . ”

                 ►►   HURT & COMFORT. / ACCEPTING.

       ❝   ah   ?   oh,   i  wasn’t   talking   about  myself.   ❞ he gives a coy smile, motioning to himself.

      ❝   i’m perfect.   ❞

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"No, the guy with me is not an overgrown antilope, little friend. Well, he's their cousin from North... North North... Very much North. And me? Well, that's complicated to explain"

The elk and the Spring Sprite together had to be the strangest and most supernatural duo Timon had ever laid eyes on. 

❝ Sheesh, tell me about it. I wouldn’t even be able to explain you to my friends. ❞ This fated encounter with the Spring Sprite was so existenial that it must of meant Timon was some sort of Chosen One destined for greatness. This was the water elemental of Nature afterall, and Timon was nature… a part of it to be specific – Wildlife, like the elk.  

❝ Who’s cousin? What the heck are you talking about? ❞

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❝ I’m... a meerkat. ❞

 ❝  Why does nobody ever know what a meerkat is?  ❞ Timon said in a frustrated tone of voice. ❝  Don’t octopuses...  octopi?... need water to live? You’re on land, how are you breathing?  ❞ Furthermore, why did Squidward go through the trouble of putting on a brown shirt if he’s not wearing pants? Consistensy? Where was it? The lengths non-mammels would go through to keep themselves warm when they didn’t have fur was mildly amusing Timon supposed. But if that was indeed Squidward’s motive, then some pants were in order.

@mottospewingmeerkat​ ♥ for a starter! 

❛ And what are you supposed to be? A talking chipmunk? ❜ Well this was hardly a first for the cephalopod, one of his neighbours so happened to be a squirrel after all. 

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Oh boy... how does Timon get out of this without looking overly lazy? 

❝ How’s that supposed to do me any good? My body’s got natural limitations. ❞ Timon folded his arms.

“Who wants to work out?”

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@oodelally 

Timon had been just walking around when he looked up to the large vulpine that caught his eye and smirked. He was glad to see all the locales and natives here in Nottingham were all animals like himself.  

Though... there was something a little off about Robin. Timon couldn't quite put his finger on it. 

❝ Hey pal, if ya don’t mind me asking, do I know ya from somewhere? Have we met? ❞ Felt like the answer was on the tip of Timon’s tongue. 

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@cxnscience​ -->  ☆ 

 ❝ If you insist. ❞ 

The meerkat leaned down to say it to Jiminy's face, just as he asked. ❝ I said leave. and never ever come back. If you know what's good for ya. ❞ Timon teased without remorse given that he deduced he had nothing to lose.

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Roleplayers, reblog if your blog contains dark content ⚠️

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Reblog if you truly enjoy following me.

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((hello! thank you for the follow and welcome to the blog! I am pretty intimidated by the idea to make a starter call for threads but if you have an interest in threading or askbox silliness, do let me know! -Kuri ))

Well, I'd be interested in threading right now if you like. -Iam

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What's the editing program you use for your theme? It looks interesting

Oh this? It’s just a mixture of Photopea, LunaPic & AutoDesk Sketchbook Pro. Nothing special (and nothing expensive ether). If I can use it, so can you, since all 3 programs are absolutely free for your computer. Only AutoDesk Sketchbook requires a Download but it’s a free Download. Photopea and LunaPic on the otherhand are free editing program-like websites, look them up.

Basically I’m living proof you literally don’t have to spend a dime to get pseudo professional-looking photo and picture edits. Pretty cool right? Literally all you need is a computer, some effort, time, and patience to make everything look just right.

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✨ Today is my Birthday! ✨

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You are never too lost,

too broken

too hurt

or too far gone

to be saved.

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your past is dead  YET  it still haunts you  AND  you let it

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Timon’s diet was regularly very organic. Sweets were pretty alien to the little meerkat, but since Mark seemed rather enthusiastic about them at the moment they couldn’t hurt to try. 

“Sure, lay one on me bird man.” Timon raised his open palm up to the anthropormorphic bird. He didn't know this parrot personally but free food was free food. 

     Mark is currently munching on a sugary treat, back nestled comfortably against his seat. However, the minute he indulges himself within his little snack, the parrot instantly leans over towards his guest. Cerulean hues light up, a playful smirk upon his beak as he draws close. 

        “Can you hear it ?! It’s like an explosion in my mouth ! Wanna try some ? “ Never mind the fact that their beak is very enthusiastically close to their ear.

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//I SAW TIMONE FOLLOW ME AND I MADE AN INHUMAN NOISE AND SCARED BOTH MY WIFE AND MY DOG, THANK YOU! I was so excited to see this muse come across my dashboard, hopefully I can figure out a way for us to Crossover sometime!! haha!

I love your muse a lot too, Bowser’s gotta be one of my favorite characters from the Mario series. When they give him a chance to talk and actually speak dialogue (Mario RPGs, Mario Party, Mario & Sonic at the Olympic games, etc) he’s just so funny. I only wish Nintendo did it more often, they’re so good at writing for him.

Speaking of dogs, I don’t know if you play Smash, but I’m more of a Duck Hunt main myself xD. I wish I could play Bowser cause I like his character and personality but he’s really hard to play.

I’d love to RP with you as soon as possible. Whenever you’d like to thread just post a starter or IM me ❤︎.

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“I’ll do ya one better bud, I’ll show ya where I’m getting food right now. Follow me.” Timon proceeded to high-tail it out of the alleyway and into the streets where humans would drive their big loud cars all inconsiderate of the little fuzzy guys that had to cross the street like Timon and Sylvester. 

Looking both ways before he crossed the street (as any good boy would) Timon proceeded along till he made it to the other side of town expecting Sylvester to be following behind him. 

It looks like Timon was feeding any and all stray cats tonight, good thing he was a professional in that field. 

How to cross the road though? Not so much.

problem-free‌:

“Oh, right.” Timon chuckled to himself, he forgot he was talking to an American. “Hakuna Matata means No Worries, least where I’m from.” “It’s my motto.”

“My name’s Timon, nice to meet ya, who are you?” Timon offered a handshake to the larger mammal. He could use a big guy that knew the area to have his back out here. A street smart feline sounded like just the ticket. “ –and hey, I should tell ya, if you’re looking for food, I found a place.” It was no wonder Timon looked so healthy and fed at the moment, while Sylvester was withering away to skin and bone.

:”Your motto, huh? That coming from you thoundth like you really haven’t a care in the world.”:

:”Hiya, the name’th Thylvether.”: the cat answered honestly, at this point still contemplating on whether or not he should be having a conversation with this Timon fella. As he continued to suck on the fish skeleton, he kept his eyes locked on the other in case he changed his mind about the guy. That offer was something he could definitely use, given his terrible state at the moment. Just one look at him, and he seemed to be nothing but fur and bones. Not very healthy at all. :”Could ya tell me where that place ith? If ya wouldn’t mind?”:

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“So you’re used to being.. like... a pet? That’s a normal thing for ya to do? Wear collars?” This was slowly gathering the means to be a real meaty mystery. 

Not Tod’s connections to humans and human society, Timon got that, but why his new humans wanted to mark him with something that would distinguish him from other more... naked foxes. 

“I can help you take it off if you’d like?” Heck, maybe the collar would answear a few glaring questions about how Tod got here. “Just lean down for me Fluff Butt. I’m too old to be climbing Mount Furriest.”

problem-free:

“An American?” Timon replied, believe it or not, Timon & Pumbaa were part-time globe trotters, he thinks he knows where Pennsylvania is.

“You must have caught a ride on a plane.”  

The meerkat walked over to Tod closing the distance between them all of a sudden with intention in his eyes.

“What’s this?” Timon reached his little hand up to Tod’s tracking collar wrapped tightly around his neck. The collar was a boring muddy brown, a stark contrast to Tod’s bright orange fur.

Tod gave a look downward at the neckwear, laying an ear back. “Oh,” He said,

“I don’t know. I woke up here with it.” With the flick of his tail tip toward the direction of where he’d been previously, he added, “It’s certainly not like the other collar I wore long ago.”

That much was true. Looking closer, the thing seemed to be crafted with a toughened leather, with small areas of metal plating. A compartment was positioned off to the side of it; some sort of box? To hold what, Tod didn’t know — But the truth was it was for the circuitry of a GPS. All Tod knew was that it was rather uncomfortable. It was too tight, and he’d grown accustomed to the sense of free air flowing at his neck. Now that had been snatched away again.