#announcer teletubby

[fabseg-creator]

My projects to post on Tumblr:

-To complete the Tinky Winkynos series (I planned the final poll since the Spring 2024(since march?))

-To make The Chloenette AU Season 3 (next season 4?)

-To complete Mayura vs The Miraculous Team (I'm waiting the London Special and Season 6 for knowing how Chrysalis can be capable)

-Draw new Miraculous characters designs: (I've already posted Marinette, Adrien, Gabriel, Cerise, Nathalie, Chloé, Luka, Sabrina and Kagami. I made Nino, Kim and Max but I have these three on DeviantArt) I would like to draw Alya, Shadybug, Claw Noire, Mister Bug and Bug Noire.

-To introduce Maribrina, Cerisette new creations.

To think about a free event for a week: The Cerisette Week (inspired from the Lilanette Week).

[lou-gollum]

she’s gay your honour

[b1lly-g0at]

teletubby bigcap

why is my toaster suddenly giving me unsolicited relationship advice after i asked for divorce documents? oh my, should I take its word seriously? i don't know!!

[legylou]

update on Yokao..

hiya, this is legylou/legychan here.. apparently the infamous & unpopular user by the name of Yokao/Yokao the pink teletubby (or something like that) hasn't uploaded in a couple of days after her weird ship video of her & Peter Platter (from the bugaloos) was made... im curious whats going on w/ her but yea.. she went radio silent currently.. but who knows? she might have been either a troll that some random 4chan user made.. or a meowbahh wannabe.. or simply a weird chick who secretly has sum form of degeneracy.. maybe she might have been a cringy heat maker under a disguise.. & if u look at her account, she deleted the video probably due 2 me telling her that the video made me umcomfy...

anyways thats an update about Yokao!!

[pop-pop-pop-popculture]

Dolls Kill collaborated with Teletubbies.

[canonisdead]

This AU is a mix of writing and not writing

After an infection AU video I watched (non slendytubbies) I got inspired to make an AU where the infection doesn't turn anyone into mindless killers, instead it just does weirdass illness stuff.

As tradition, it gets to Tinky Winky first. He woke up with a bad fever and day by day his leg bones were deforming and refusing to be dog like. He can't stand on his feet anymore.

Everyone is scared and confused.

A week later and seems to be losing the ability to form words and is behaving oddly. While he has stopped crying about how it hurts, he's been sleeping on his stomach.

One morning they couldn't find him in the dome. They soon heard him come in, on fours as it seemed this was the only way he could walk, with a bloody dead rabbit in his jaws.

Dipsy had froze in horror.

Noo-Noo grimaces while the others watch the purple Teletubby eat the corpse as if there was nothing wrong.

It was only a theory, but whatever was wrong with Tinky Winky...

It was affecting his mind, acting similar to a dog. He had no idea how this is happening.

-

Shortly after the bunny incident, Dipsy woke up every night feeling like something was filling his lungs.

Hopefully he wouldn't be eating bunnies.

One day he didn't come out of his room. Laa-Laa went to go check on him and screamed at the sight water coming out of his mouth with his eyes rolled back.

No one needed to check for a pulse, he was obviously dead.

Laa-Laa was inconsolable, crying hysterically.

-

A few days later everyone was woken up by Laa-Laa's pained screaming. As if she was being butchered alive.

Announcer was horrified to see Laa-Laa's fur falling off and her skin seemingly melting.

He didn't know if it would work, but biting down through the pain of her overheated body, he got her body into cold water in the tub.

Noo-Noo was surprised and baffled to see that this actually stopped the melting. But her fur still continued to shed.

For days she had to be kept in cold water, Noo-Noo did not have the mental state to watch an 18 year old melt to the bone. He might actually vomit.

But despite their efforts, a week later they found her body half out of the tub.

Announcer barely could see through his tears when he had to bury Laa-Laa's corpse as well.

Tinky could only watch in confusion, unable to understand what was happening.

Po had been quiet as she watched these events unfold.

-

I didn't forget about you Po :)

One day fuzzy spider legs grow out of her TV screen and sides.

Po could not tell if she was scared or confused.

She was startled to find she had no control over these new limbs, it seems they have a mind of their own as they jump onto the wall and crawl to the ceiling.

Po could barely feel her arms and legs. Her Teletubby legs that now were useless. With her head upside down, she could only guess what her fate would be.

Unless if the new body parts decided to go back down, she'd probably die from her position.

Her purple eyes dart over to the shaky doorknob. Someone was struggling to get in, judging by the frustrated whines.

When it finally did open, she was surprised to see Tinky fall into the room. He crawls the rest of the way in and closed the door with his left leg.

He looks around before finally looking up with a frown.

"H...Hi Tinky, I'm j...just hanging out." Her voice was watery, more close to tears than she thought.

Tinky paws at the wall, trying to stand up. But obviously he couldn't. He whines in distress.

She isn't sure how Tinky knew something was wrong.

But at least she wasn't alone anymore.

"No...Not how I wanted to go out." Po doesn't even know how much Tinky could even understand.

She isn't sure how long she babbled whatever came to mind. Before everything started to become blurry and cold.

Something hits a spider leg and plummets to the ground.

But it must be too late since nothing clears up nor gets warm.

Unless if you count something large and warming curling around you.

The legs would try to get moving to the wall again, but Tinky would lowly growl and slam a paw on them.

By the time Announcer and Noo-Noo hear the noises clearly, they're just greeted by Po's corpse and Tinky ,viciously attacking the squirming spider limbs.

As if his new animal brain blamed the legs for his best friend's demise.

Tinky snarled and growled at Announcer when he tried to take the body and the two half bots don't know how to explain logic to an infected Teletubby.

Yes Guardian tried calling the Government but they ignored him and babygirl is honestly too scared to go outside like what he catches the weird illness :(

[flightfoot]

What's Going On?! - Prologue

AO3

Marinette played with her pencil as her eyes drifted to the back of Adrien’s head. Even after a couple of months, she still had trouble talking to him. Need to figure out how to defeat a Pigeon Man using a coin? Easy street. Telling Adrien that she liked him? She’d rather die.

*clunk*

Right. Need to keep a better grasp on that pencil. She was pretty sure it’d fallen into her purse at least, which was convenient for retrieval. Hopefully it didn’t hit poor Tikki–

Wait.

She brought her purse up to her desk, fishing through it more urgently. Her purse wasn’t that big, and Tikki wasn’t that small. She shouldn’t be able to miss her kwami!

“Marinette, are you missing something?” Ms. Bustier asked.

She blushed. “Oh, uh. Just my pencil. Sorry, it fell off my desk. I’ve got it now though!” She held it up.

Ms. Bustier nodded. “Very good.”

Where could Tikki have gone? Sure, staying in her purse for the entire school day must get boring, but she was normally there! Why would she leave?

~In a nearby classroom~

“Plagg, we shouldn’t be wandering around like this! What if our Holders need us?”

“Relax, Sugarcube, we’re only gonna be gone for a few minutes. They’re in class, how much could go wrong?” Plagg flew over to a plate of cheese. “This magically reappearing cheese isn’t going to eat itself!”

Tikki groaned.

Oh man, if an akuma attacked now–

Footsteps running through the halls.

Ooooooh crap.

“Why is everyone making a ruckus out there?” Ms. Bustier questioned, looking at the window.

Marinette had a few guesses. She didn’t have the time to verbalize any of them.

The door slammed open, and a giant… was that a purple teletubby? From that freaky American show for toddlers? Yeesh, girl got screwed worse than Nino had. At least the Bubbler still had human proportions, and didn’t look like some baby space alien.

“I am Teleoracle!” the unfortunate Akuma victim announced. “And I am here to show you your futures! No one else will know the pain of breaking a promise they didn’t know they’d be unable to keep.”

Okay, clearly a story there. It’d be nice to find that out, but she doubted it’d actually matter much, fightwise. She’d never been able to talk someone out of being an akuma before, despite her best efforts. Seemed unlikely that her first success would be with someone she didn’t even know. 

Well, probably didn’t know. She didn’t recognize the voice at least. Her appearance was so warped, it was hard to tell who she might be. She was only assuming Teleoracle was a girl based on her voice, her physical appearance was impossible to gender.

More importantly, she needed to get out of here and find Tikki. She just needed to avoid being a victim of whatever this akuma could do–

Teleoracle’s TV was lighting up. That couldn’t be good.

Okay, so it was probably going to display some kind of beam attack. Just need to duck and move quickly to dodge the beam–

The light flashed over the entire classroom, and suddenly, she was somewhere else. Seemed that Teleoracle’s power worked similarly to Pixelator’s, with being able to trap anyone caught in the flash in some sort of pocket dimension. This one was more interesting than Pixelator’s at least. Instead of being a blank white void, it was composed of a large, off-white, circular room with warm, dim lighting, and multiple bean bag chairs, armchairs, and sofas, all facing a large TV screen embedded in the wall.

All that seating would probably be needed, given that she wasn’t the only one transported here. Her entire class – Kim, Max, Nathaniel, Mylene, Ivan, Rose, Juleka, Alya, Nino, Adrien, Alix,  Chloe, and Sabrina – had been teleported with her.

Odd. Normally she’d expect this kind of akuma to teleport each of them to their own individual vision of the future. What kind of set-up would work for displaying all of their futures? Assuming that’s what was going to happen, anyway. That would make sense with the TV. 

Maybe they’d all take turns having their futures displayed? She hoped not, that could take awhile. Chat was still out there so maybe he could defeat the akuma, but he still wouldn’t be able to set everything right.

“Awww, I wanted to record the akuma!” Alya complained. “I only got a few seconds of footage before she zapped us.”

“You shouldn’t be running after akumas anyway, it’s not safe!” Marinette complained. The info Alya provided through her blog was invaluable, but she hated how much danger Alya put herself in to get it. At least she was able to protect her friend, that was the whole reason she became Ladybug in the first place.

“Don’t worry, Ladybug and Chat Noir are always there to save the day!” Alya declared. She looked around. “Guess we’ll just have to wait for them to take Teleoracle down. Not the worst place for an akuma to have sent us. At least we have nice seats.” She took out her phone and frowned. “No reception though.”

“If they take long enough, we might get to skip the school day!” Kim noted hopefully. His face fell. “Aww, but if they take too long, I’ll miss meeting up with Ondine after school.” He looked at the ceiling and yelled. “Ladybug, Chat Noir! Wait five hours before taking down Teleoracle, but don’t wait much longer than that!”

“There’s no way they can hear you,” Max told him. “We don’t appear to even be in the same dimension as them. Sound waves are not going to travel from wherever we are, back to Paris.”

Well there was no way Chat could hear them. Unbeknownst to Max, Ladybug could hear Kim just fine. “I doubt it’ll be that long,” she said. “Chat Noir will– Adrien?”

He looked up, startled. “I’m not Chat Noir!”

“Of course not!” She would never make that sort of mistake. Alya might have proposed that once, but it was a ridiculous idea. Chat Noir was a goofball! He wasn’t a reserved, dignified, but surprisingly sincere and emotionally vulnerable gentleman like Adrien was. “I was just wondering whether you’d lost something.” She’d seen him messing around with his jacket, looking in an inside pocket for something.

“Oh, it was nothing,” he said hastily. “Just a small toy I lost. I’m sure it’ll turn up later. It’d better,” he mumbled the last part quietly.

She’d have to be on the look out for that.

Alya elbowed her. “If you find it, you’ll have an excuse to visit his house to return it!” she whispered. 

Marinette blushed. Once this was over, she’d scour the classroom floor. She couldn’t let him lose something he clearly cared about so much. And having an excuse to drop by the mansion was a nice bonus – assuming that the secretary would let her in, anyway.

The screen flickered on.

“Looks like it’s starting,” Alya noted, making her way to one of the bean bag chairs. 

Everyone else made their way to their own seat, sometimes solo, and sometimes combined seating. Marinette took one of the bean bag chairs herself, those things were comfy.

Time to see what the future held, she guessed.

[gallifreyinstituteforlearning]

time lords on casual tv (or whatever it is they have?)

What's on Time Lord TV?

You probably picture Time Lords constantly embroiled in complex temporal stuff, but they do have their own forms of TV entertainment. Here’s a glimpse into what Time Lords might watch during their downtime:

📺 Public Register Video and Public Access Television

These are the primary sources of media content on Gallifrey. Public Register Video holovids are viewed on advanced plasma image media screens and are also in 5-dimensional cinemas. Time Lords can also use telepathic holograms. They also have Public Access Television, which has 87,656,432 channels. Yes, 87,656,432 channels.

Major Ceremonies and Traditional Events: Coverage of important cultural and ceremonial events on Gallifrey.

Presidential Bulletin: A daily broadcast with all the news about the Capitol, keeping Gallifreyans informed about the latest political and social developments. It's also their only news source - they don't have mass media.

Observatory Reports: Official reports from the Observatories to keep Gallifreyans updated on the cosmos, but mainly focused on stellar weather patterns and other cosmic phenomena.

Emergency Regenerations: Occasional broadcasts of emergency regenerations.

📜 More Broadcasts

These are more speculative.

Temporal Dramas: Serialised stories involving the intricate lives of various Time Lords, filled with political intrigue, historical reenactments, and temporal wibbly-wobbly.

Documentaries: In-depth documentaries on quantum mechanics, time travel, and the histories of various civilisations across the universe as well as their own.

Artistic Performances: Time Lords appreciate high culture, so performances might include temporal sculptures that shift through different eras, epic poetry recitals that span centuries, and musical compositions that incorporate time manipulation elements.

Game Shows: Featuring complex mental challenges and puzzles that test a Time Lord’s knowledge of history, science, and temporal mechanics. Though since they don't really use money, it's probably more to show off than win a prize.

Cultural Exchanges: Programs that explore the cultures of other species and civilisations.

Philosophical Debates: Discussions on the nature of time, existence, and the ethical implications of time travel, often featuring prominent Time Lords and philosophers.

Sitcoms and Stand-up Shows: Contrary to popular assumption, Gallifreyans do have a sense of humour, and there are working comedians.

Kids' TV: Children on Gallifrey aren't really treated like children - you won't find Sesame Street or the Teletubbies on here, just hardcore education.

🏫 So ...

So, while they might not have "Casual TV" in the human sense, the Time Lords certainly know how to keep themselves entertained. And with 87,656,432 channels, don't tell me you can't find something to watch.

Related:

💬|⏰🎶What is Gallifreyan music like?: Musical instruments and genres on Gallifrey.

💬|⏰🎾What sports and games are there on Gallifrey?: The (lack of) physical sports on Gallifrey and other games.

💬|⏰🎮Do Gallifreyans have video games?: Detailing the one solitary 'video game' on Gallifrey.

Hope that helped! 😃

Any orange text is educated guesswork or theoretical. More content ... →📫Got a question? | 📚Complete list of Q+A and factoids →📢Announcements |🩻Biology |🗨️Language |🕰️Throwbacks |🤓Facts → Features:⭐Guest Posts | 🍜Chomp Chomp with Myishu →🫀Gallifreyan Anatomy and Physiology Guide (pending) →⚕️Gallifreyan Emergency Medicine Guides →📝Source list (WIP) →📜Masterpost If you're finding your happy place in this part of the internet, feel free to buy a coffee to help keep our exhausted human conscious. She works full-time in medicine and is so very tired 😴

[zippy-reacts]

Sonic the Comic Liveblog: Issue 112

We start off this issue with a look at some fanart and that cross-stiched/embroidered Sonic is so cool. Cross-stitching is one of those hobbies I would love to do but never have the time for.

A new Sonic story, and a new, quite odd looking badnik

And the badnik seems to have transported Sonic to the future! Just three more years and this would be the setting of that one song

I did not foresee the future being masochistic

That has to be the absolute worst power for a badnik to have that I've ever seen

On to a new Tails story and now we're referencing the goddamn Teletubbies of all things. Well, the show started in 1997 so I suppose it was topical at the time of this issue's publishing. Lord knows it had enough controversies to be a hot topic.

Evil Teletubbies. That's the direction we're going with this story I guess.

First fish mobian we've seen I think?

Ummmm actualllllyyyyyy Sonic wasn't created by Kintobor, but he was accidentally turned blue by him!

Oh god, narration in rhyme. Its like when Youtube movie reviewers try to be smart when reviewing Dr Seuss stuff.

Back to Amy and this story has suddnly turned into a Star Wars parody. Wonder if the prequels had been announced yet at the time of publishing?

[fabseg-creator]

Announcement: The Halloween poll series is ending and the time is coming for the trial of Tinky Winkynos the Mad Teletubby soon.

He is going to be judged for his crimes:

Multiple invasions against the franchises/parallel worlds

War crimes

Crimes against his own population (genocide)

Massive destruction

Torture

The verdict will be determined by the voters (you all).

I've chosen Phoenix Wright (Ace Attorney) as lawyer for him.

[kyomunosaki]

I had the weirdest fucking dream about some like made up streamer drama, indirectly involving Vinny Vinesauce? and I don't know why since I don't watch streamers. This entire post is a wall of nonsense but I hear journaling your dreams is good.

It involved this game that was like chess problems almost but as a versus game. Two players were faced off against each other, both with the same randomized set of pieces, but placed differently on the board. The goal of each match wasn't to knock out the king, but just to kill everyone. For some reason there is, a fog of war of like 3 tiles radius or something. You'd have a set health pool, and each player you faced would deal X amount of damage to you if you lose. The goal was to see how long you could survive, and there was a whole leaderboard thing that streamers were competing over. I don't think it'd be very fun in reality.

Well in my dream Vinny Vinesauce got in one specific match, where the piece pool was just a singular rook. He was white, and his rook spawned at A8, and the opponent at B1, but he couldn't see it because of the fog of war. He took his rook to B8, but then instantly after he gets sniped by the opponent's rook. The match instantly ends and he barely processes it for a second, just thinking about moves in the next match it instantly put him in, then just yells "WHAT?"

So the real meat of my dream was this getting clipped as "Vinny Monty Hall Problem" There was a thing with it getting millions of views, with various people that I probably made up reacting to it. But then importantly, SNEAKO/Adin Ross reacts to it, and that gets posted on various social media.

This causes massive public backlash to him, which while deserved, is just bizarre since he doesn't say anything weird specifically. It leads to other streamers calling him the f-slur in a new trend that starts with the MLG Teletubbies guy for some reason? and ultimately results in Joe Biden doing a public announcement, calling Adin Ross the f-slur for reacting to a Vinny Vinesauce clip.

One more part I just remembered (edited) was he started breaking down live on stream because of this, and quit streaming altogether, which I think is a good thing? Still bizarre since I never think of that specimen in my active hours of life.

I don't watch any of these people, I don't play chess, I don't know what any of this shit means, can someone help me interpret this fucking nonsense???

[yubel198]

SMG4 theory for the new arc

hey everyone, this isn’t anything to do with my Revival AU, but something I’ve noticed regarding the new episode of SMG4, and a small reoccurring theme amongst the episodes besides the TV Adware showing up (Currently it’s not confirmed if they’re name is actually Terry, so I’m not gonna use that to address this entity, I’ll use the fan name Winston for now, as a lot of people are calling them Winston.) so please listen.

This was something I noticed in three episodes that seemed to have Winston involved, including the movie.

these three episodes (including the newline) seemed to have a small theme in the episodes that was overlooked.

in It’s Gotta Be Perfect, while the guys have their first encounter with Winston, Boopkins suggested peaceful ways to save the castle... all of which went up in flames because his attempts were... not the best.

Our New Home, After seeing the Showgrounds to SMG4 (which was owned by Winston to those who saw his calling card next to the name) Boopkins wanted to settle things peacefully with the Teletubbies, and claim ownership through auction. That only was resolved by SMG3 driving over the Teletubbies with the RV (which was funny as hell)

Ready to Ride...? while Meggy was dragging Mario back to their cart, Boopkins and Bob were planning to get Shroomy’s spuds, Boopkins thought they should ask nicely, but Bob told him, basically “Violence is the answer”

this was a small pattern I noticed in these three episodes, all of which have the TV Adware mentioned or shown: Boopkins wanting to be a pacifist, but the others choose violence.

Does this tie in with Winston in some way? Maybe. This is a theory I have regarding how Winston will be defeated. the main theory going around is that he feeds off negative emotions, but, if Boopkins shows him positive emotions, such as being nice, it could just be what helps save the crew.

this is something I’ve done with previous arcs, seemingly making predictions that turned out right.

then again some of the arcs are a bit too predictable, which is fine, even when they throw a twist in here or there.

this one has a lot of people guessing how it’ll end, but this is how I think it’ll go. aside from it ending in the Meme Games (if it does, as we haven’t gotten any announcements for the next meme games, which makes ya wonder when it’ll come)

what do you guys think? lemme know you r theories.

[averagemorrowindenjoyer]

I'm gonna make Mini Announcer into a Teletubby that's half-robot and give her an absolutely diabolical backstory

[jbdforspence]

💛Smoshblr December Asks Final Day💙

We‘ve done it! We’ve finally reached the end of this lil ask game and also the end of 2023! 🥳 Thank you so much for joining in on this, I truly appreciate it so much 🫶! I wish you a wonderful start into the new year and that all your hopes and dreams for 2024 will come true! ✨💞

But, since the year isn’t quite over yet, I thought this might be a nice time to reminisce a little bit. Therefore, the final question of the Smoshblr December Asks Game:

What are your favourite smosh-related memories of 2023? 💖

(no specific amount required for this one; and you can ofc also include older smosh memories, if you want to 🤗)

WOOO!!

Okay so I’ve had a few tiny little smosh phases over the years, my first being when I was like 8 or something and my last one was in 2020. I was never super involved in smosh, especially the fandom, I mainly watched the main channel sketches, then also TNTL when it came out as well as those Smosh Games Just Dance! specials. Of course, I came back to Smosh this year when Ianthony brought it back as I saw the announcement on either my fyp or a MoistCritikal video (don’t remember 😭) and was like omg smosh!! And decided to check out what they’ve been up to recently. Fast forward to now, and I have my first fandom account!! I’ve only had a public account for somehow LESS THAN A MONTH STILL?? But I’m super greatful to y’all and everything that’s happened so far, and I hope to only feed you guys more in 2024 🥰🥰😘😘

Anyways so yh ianthony buying smosh was probably my highlight, although for smosh videos I’m just gonna list the ones I can remember off the top of my head:

Teletubbies Reunion

HSM reunion

The chosen trivial pursuit TNTL

Love is blind

Food battle 2023

The dating profile one with Shayne, Damien, Amanda and Spencer

Both smosh pit theatres

The birthday EIOYI

Hide & Seek w/ Anthony

The reddit livestream for Anthony’s funeral

Every Don’t Win Mario Party that came out

Horny moose master

Gentleman moose master

And honorable mention…

That TikTok livestream where Spencer played the guitar

[canonisdead]

Laa-Laa Whump-Broken limb

Laa-Laa hissed and snarled as she used her remaining strength to pull herself out from under the pillar.

She should have just killed it when she had the chance.

She would get the hell out or die trying. Pained wheezes escape the yellow Tubby’s throat as her claws force her backward.

Laa-Laa’s dim hope was put out like a storm putting out a fire when she realized she could not get her legs out.

She couldn’t because they felt broken. She’s confident in that since she’s broken bones from falling out of trees.

She huffs and puffs as she shakes, from the helpless rage.

Laa-Laa thought she could just wait to grab it as it left, but instead, her legs were broken and she couldn’t move anywhere. Brute forcing her legs out would make it worse.

“ Tinky scratched her eyes out.” He mumbled as if he didn’t think anyone would hear him speak. “I need to be quiet.”

Laa-Laa furrows her brows, now only realizing it knew Tinky Winky’s nickname. She didn’t recognize the thing’s voice at all, how could it possibly know who he was?

Did it know the rest of them too?

Nothing she could do about that.

She feels a weird stupid impulse urge to force her legs out.

The yellow Tubby tried chanting in her head why she should not do that.

But luck is not in her favor clearly .

Because the next thing she knew is that a distorted scream left her lungs. She’s unable to see it, but her legs are as crooked as her arms are.

Her tear ducts must also have gotten damaged since she could not bring herself to cry.

Laa-Laa emits a hiss as her legs throbbed, she could only watch her ball bounce away.

She got the ball down, but now her legs hurt like a bitch.

“ How about you go fetch my ball instead of just staring at me.” She squints at Dipsy.

“ ...Your legs are kinda broken.”

“ Dipsy just go get my ball. And don’t put a toe on it.”

He huffs. “Fine.” He runs in the direction of the rolling ball.

While Laa-Laa frowns up at the clouds.

“ Laa-Laa! Oh my god!”

She silently curses to herself as she hears Tinky’s concerned shrieking. He apparently gets summoned to anyone in distress.

And now he’s going to overreact.

Laa-Laa’s gently scooped into Tinky Winky’s arm as he frets like a worried parent. “Were you climbing trees with Dipsy again? Did he push you out of a tree?”

He makes his way back to the dome.

“ No, I was getting my ball out of a tree and I slipped.” She sighs. “Dipsy’s fetching my ball.”

Once Announcer noticed the state of her legs, she got two Teletubbies worrying over her.

It was kinda annoying since she wasn’t a toddler, so there was no need for Po to jealously pout at her.

Laa-Laa startles out of her strange memory daydream.

...How did all of this happen?

She didn’t understand how the Teletubby that worried like a mother bird was the same one that blinded her.

How did she even die?

She couldn’t remember.

Was everyone else dead? Were they in a similar state like her?

She stares up at the clouds.

...But no one was going to be showing up this time.

[jamalgripperton46290]

The Wall Around Our Love (Donald Trump x Elmo)

Jamal Gripperton's Masterlist

A/N (if you haven't already read it go read it now then come back)

•••

**News Report To Alla dem Sesame Street Citizens**

"Breaking news! This just in, Trump has allegedly claimed to build a wall all through Sesame Street, including some border laws. Anyone who objects against it, will be deported. This is Big Bird, and you're watching: BBC" (iykyk)

Elmo was absolutely heart broken. He felt as if his heart had shattered in two. Sesame Street was his home he couldn't be separated from his friends, they were like family to him, a family he didn't have. He wouldn't let this happen he HAD to do something about it. Trump couldn't do that, he had no right to, especially for no reason other than the fact he just wanted to. No matter how much power trump had, he just couldn't do that.  Elmo was gonna stand up for Sesame Street, his home, his life, his world. He had to do something, he just had to, and he was, even if it meant he had to get deported.

**Fast forward 2 days later**

Trump had just arrived to sesame street after a grueling, tedious and exhausting plane ride to Sesame Street. He just couldn't believe he had to work beside freakin puppets, and his overly high ego thought he was way above them (Dude thought wrong). About 15 minutes later, he got a message from his manager, AKA, his good ol friend John.

Johnny <3 : Hey Donny there's some red puffball dude from sesame street and he wants to do a live interview if u want i can cancel it.

Donald Duck: Naw dawg its fine, ill do it only cuz i wanna delay actually buildin the wall with these air heads as much as possible.

Johnny <3 : Sure dude i'll tell em to make it for 3 that ok w u?

Donald Duck: Ya ya dats cool.

Johnny <3: Kk baii  man see ya @ da bar later

Donald Duck: You know it ma man

**Fast Forward 3 PM**

Elmo was impatiently waiting until the clock FINALLY striked 3 as he stood outside of the BBC news building. 

"2:40, ugh, when will it be 3?!" he couldn't bear the thought of waiting even more. 2:45, he swore that it had been about 20 minutes since he last checked the time. After about a million times of turning his teletubbie phone on and off and leaning against the wall, the clock finally struck 3. In the blink of an eye, he was ushered inside and sent to hair and makeup before he had got to see the news set in person and it was weirdly intimidating.

He was snatched out of his thoughts by a hand on his shoulder. "Hey there Elmo! I think you already know who I am, but just so you know, were gonna start filming in 2 minutes so you should probably get on the set." Big bird proclaimed with a friendly smile. "Wow, I can't believe it... it's actually you!" Elmo beamed in pure disbelief.

"You bet it's me lil chickadee! Well, I'll talk to ya later, were about to start." Big Bird reminded the fuzzy red headed fellow as he started to walk off in the distance. Elmo rushed to his seat but stopped dead in his tracks. Blue ocean-like orbs struck him speechless. How could one evil man look so... godly? He didn't even notice he was staring at him star-gazed until...

"Oy! You! Yes you! Red ball of yarn! Get your ass here so we can just get this over with" Trump barked angrily. And holy pancakes dude, this expired 2-year-old couch cheeto had a goddamn temper. 

A couple minutes passed and the cameras started rolling. He was now on live TV for all of Sesame Street to see.

"Good afternoon Sesame Street, this is the daily 3 o'clock news, and today we're here with Donald Trump and our city representative, Elmo. How are you doing Elmo?" Big Bird announced with a pearly smile. Oh no, Elmo couldn't talk in front of probably all of Sesame Street, it was way too nerve-wracking, but he had too for his home.

"Thanks for asking Big Bird, and I'm doing great..." Elmo managed to speak. "That's great! What about you Trump?" Big Bird pried. "I'm doing fine" Trump muttered. "Okaaayyyy... well enough dilly-dallying! So, Trump, why'd you decide to build a wall through our town?" Big Bird asked with slight annoyance. 

"Well, because I believe having a wall separating the town in two, would improve the economical growth, as you won't have your family as close so, you wouldn't have as many distractions to your everyday life." Trump explained "The amount of days off per average here is outrageous and is why your podunk of a town is so broke. But remember, I'm only doing this because I care about the citizens of Sesame Street and don't want to see your town crumble down, which I bet you don't either." Trump finished with a grin. What was this overcooked orange biscuit going on about? It would only make things worse, clearly.

"With all due respect Trump, I think that would only make things worse, I mean, taking away their motivation? Sounds pretty idiotic if you ask me." Elmo defended; he wouldn't let him win. "I have to go with Elmo on that one Trump" Big Bird agreed. "You're only saying that because he's your friend, one day you'll see the benefit of this and regret your opinion." Trump declared and motioned for the cameras to stop.

After one last glance around the room, Trump left. Even if what Trump had said offended Elmo, he still had a burning feeling to go after him, and so he did.

"Trump! Wait up!" Elmo called, hoping he could hear him. "What do you want midget?" Trump asked, irritated, wanting to walk away but... why didn't he? "Well, I walked here, and since you said you cared about the citizens of Sesame Street, I was wondering if you could drive me home?" Elmo cooed. "Can't you just walk home again?" Trump replied. In response Elmo looked up at him with puppy eyes "Please?" Elmo begged. "Ugh FINE get in" Trump finally budged, annoyed as hell.

Throughout the car ride, Elmo saw Don-don- 

No, TRUMP

Adjusting his pants. The suddenly, the car stopped.

"I can't keep driving this car with you here-" Trump said as he moved closer to where Elmo was sitting "And not being able to fuck the brains outta you" Trump finished his sentence by smashing his lips against Elmo's fuzzy ones. Elmo was dumbfounded, this wasn't really happening... was it? Nevertheless, this was dream worthy. Trump's tongue was exploring Elmo's mouth making sure not to miss anything.

Elmo had stripped Don-don bare to the cheeks. He had looked away for a split second, when he felt a wrinkly hand on his poofy yarn stick. Don-don's mouth was on him, and it was simply otherworldly, his experienced tongue wrapped around his dong, sucking and licking all around his length took his breath away - literally. Multiple more times of licking and sucking Elmo's special sauce squirted out. 

"Hop on me Elmy" Don-don implied with a growing smirk on his face. Elmo obviously did and rode Trumpy like a cowboy, jumpin up and down, soon enough, the black interior of the car was snowy white. Trumpy and Elmo were breathless after what seemed like hours of slamming into each other with full force, moans and squeaking the only things you could hear in that poor car.

"Trumpyy?" Elmo cooed "Yes Elmy?" Trump softly replied, "Its probably past my bedtime, can you drive me home now?" Elmo asked with a yawn, "Sure thing Elmy, anything for you my precious red-dongled baby. Heck, I'll even stop the wall project for you, anything to make you happy Elmy" Trump responded pulling him in for a hug.

Trump dropped off Elmy at his house and blew him a kiss "I'll see you soon sugar"

"Elmo will be waiting for you Trumpy!"

"I know you will!"

And with that, Trump drove away with the rising sun.

Who knew a project meant to separate just brought them closer?

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A/N

This was one weird idea ma bros, it's Jamal here, and I wrote alla this one, but it wouldn't have been readable without Beezy, cuz she edited this one, and like, all of the others, so it's always a team effort. Hope all of u guys r still here and waitin for more chapters to come.

-Jamal Gripperton and BeezyBee <3