#jupiter the firetruck

[buckcluck67]

holiday heroes

[ancientgoddessofegypt]

999 syncs Pt.2

captain

libraries/book deal

community groups

yoga/stretch

ice cream

mangos

horseback riding

virginia

lakes & mountains

pizza shops

video game room

emergency outlet

firetrucks

oceans

memory loss

reduction

jupiter's rising/fall

floods in michigan

pennsylvania

crescent moon

[ratsoh-writes]

"Yay, you won't run off anymore!"

*she takes Jupiter's hand and Lilac's to start walking*

"No firetruck this year?"

Lilac looks between his hand and yours, giving a rather questioning expression. Jupiter either hasn’t noticed or doesn’t seem bothered at all

Jupiter: NO WATERFIGHT THIS YEAR.

He makes a sad noise

Jupiter: I WAS REALLY LOOKING FORWARD TO SPRAYING PEOPLE WITH THE FIRE HOSE

Now when you guys get flower crowns, and Jupiter hands lilac a pale purple one, his eyebrows raise.

Lilac: YOU THINK IM LOOKING FOR ANYONE?

[firemansamconfessions]

The new Jupiter looks less like a firetruck and more like a truck that would catch fire.

Cyber Firetruck perhaps? I swear, the original Sam would never betray Jupiter so it hurt seeing him be so open to this thing. Yes, upgrades are sometimes necessary, and perhaps I'm being cynical, but still...

[wheelsandpaws]

Jupiter is my most favourite fire truck, and my favourite design of him is the reboot one!

"Pride of the Pontypandy Fire Service"

Did you know he was based of a Volvo FL16-14 fire truck?

[iloveuspiderman]

[ID: 7 gifs from 911 on FOX. 1: Bobby walks down a warehouse corridor, one hand on his hip as he looks around. Buck, Chim and Hen all follow behind; they’re all wearing their uniforms, edited to be a light, pale blue. The overlaid text reads: “MOON” and below it in a smaller font “emotions, protection, influence”. 2: Hen sits at a table, leaning forward and engaged. She moves her hand and bobs her head as she talks. She’s wearing a red print sweater and all around her the gif has been edited redish pink. The overlaid text reads: “MERCURY” and below it “intelligence, friendship, communication”. 3: While talking on the phone, Chim walks quickly away from a firetruck. Hen, Buck, and Eddie can be seen in the background looking after him in confusion. The gif has been edited so to be a bright, royal blue. The overlaid text reads: “NEPTUNE” and below it “intuition, dreams, perception”. 4: Eddie, holding a pool queue, looks off to the side, reassuring and fond. He moves animatedly as he talks. The gif has been edited to be bright yellow and the overlaid text reads: “SUN” and below it “action, vibrance, vitality”. 5: Maddie sits with one arm tucked across her waist, the other bent up and resting under her chin as she smiles brightly. The walls and curtain around her are green. The overlaid text reads: “PLUTO” and below it “rebirth, hidden power, transformation”. 6: Buck stands out in the sun, uniform shirt unbuttoned and hanging off his shoulders. He tilts his head to the side and squints against the sun. The gif is soft pink and the overlaid text reads: “VENUS”. Below that: “beauty, passion, unification”. 7: Athena looks ahead, steady, of her before looking down at her lap. All around her the room has been edited purple. The overlaid text reads: “JUPITER” and below that “belief, justice, wisdom”. END ID]

911 + PLANETARY SYMBOLISM (insp)

[fishdavidson]

Dream Journal Of Basically A Month In The Middle Of 2019: Fish Davidson’s Backlog Of Dreams Got Too Large And So Now He’s Resorting To Describing Dreams With Terrible Clickbait Headlines Because Otherwise There Is Too Much To Write

Hi, internet friend! Recent reports of my demise have been greatly exaggerated. I am still very much alive, though it is so hot outside that I often wonder if Satan himself moved in down the street and is heating up the neighborhood for funsies. But I digress! There is a delicate balance to recording dreams, and my fingers type much slower than my brain is able to recall details and so each post that I make usually takes 1-2 hours to write (sometimes even longer!). So when I have dreams but don’t record them, they take up space in my brain and I start freaking out because a week of not writing turns into a full day of writing to get caught back up and honestly, who even has time for that?

So my subconscious and I have reached a deal: I’ll type up what would have been the titles for the posts, and we can all have a good laugh about some of the weird stuff that went down.

What Stuff Did Fish Davidson Dream About? The Answers Will Shock You!

(Arranged in no particular order, of course)

I Accidentally Peed On The Toilet Seat And Other Social Blunders

Even Stone-Faced Mountain Men Love A Good Snuggle

Squirrels?!

Is Your Orphanage Lying About Orphan Availability?

Yes, The Insect Caucus Of Arkansas Will Be Promoted

Local Toy Factory Forces Property Tax Collection With Aid Of Law Enforcement; Residents Complain About The Current Police State

There Is A Firetruck On The Roof And It Is Harvesting Pecans

An Introduction To Beating Up Perverts By Smacking Them Around With Crowbars

Fish Davidson Wears A Backwards Ball Cap And Runs Through A Field On All Fours

A Hidden Use For Breath Mints: Treating Mosquito Bites (Sponsored By Dentyne Ice!)

Writers Group Explodes In Membership After Fish Davidson Convinces All His Estranged Classmates To Join

I Made A Wheel Of Fortune Themed Xylophone But Accidentally Used Perfume Oils Instead Of Epoxy And The Whole Thing Fell Apart But At Least It Smells Good

A Hipster Doesn't Believe In Dog Leashes And Almost Causes My Precious Puppers An Injury When His Dogs Lunge At Us

Domino's Pizza Now Offers A Pizza With Six Times As Much Cheese

My Car May Or May Not Have Exploded

Would You Like To Go On A Tour Of Jupiter? Yes, The Actual Planet. Yes, The One In Outer Space.

Fish Davidson Aces An Open-Book Literature Exam By Spending The Majority Of The Test Reading The Book For The Very First Time

Will Ferrell Is Not Good At Taking Blood Samples

Thanks for not judging my absence too harshly and still being my friend. :)

[militarymiral]

Laurie berkner video songbook

We want to give them high-quality stuff.'' ''This is a different kind of children's entertainer,'' Mr. He has become part of an informal network of children's performers who share the same philosophy: no overly animated enthusiasm necessary, just play good tunes.Īnother is Brady Rymer, 36, whose Web site () says he started making up songs to sing his son to sleep and soothe his crying. Ulz and his peers say it is rewarding to reach children with music that does not condescend. But that's a good life.'' Watching him perform at Playspace, where some children listen rapt, while others wander away, it is hard to imagine that those kinds of engagements are not humbling, especially birthday parties. ''Kids hear it four or nine months and get sick of it. But he sees how they respond to his song ''Firetruck,'' which leads his 1999 CD ''Songs From the Old School'' and can be ordered at '' 'Firetruck' was a big surprise to me,'' Mr. Ulz seems to have accepted that he may never be known outside the small circle of children he plays for at Washington Square Preschool in the West Village or the few who gather around him at Playspace on Tuesday afternoons. ''It's a tiny market percentage, so you don't get a lot of people paying attention to what I'm doing or what other children's performers are doing.'' ''I think a lot of people are doing this on a low level,'' Ms. She also has a Web site: (She calls her company Two Tomatoes Records.) Little by little she has built a staff: a publicist, a bookkeeper, an assistant, a graphics designer. She has had her celebrity moments, playing birthday parties for Madonna and Sting. She is coming out with a video songbook and recently got herself a national distributor, which saves her from having to make the rounds, peddling her music to New York toy stores, selling a mere six CD's at a time. Youngsters push to the front to dance and sing along with her hits, like ''Victor Vito,'' the title song on one of her three CD's. Families pack her concerts in Manhattan at the West Side Y.M.C.A., Ansche Chesed Synagogue and the Bank Street School for Children. Berkner, 32, who wears an earring in her nose and sparkles on her eyelids, is one of the more successful ones. There was a position open for a music specialist, and she got the job. Berkner was living in New York, trying to be a folk-rock star, she baby-sat for a movement teacher at Rockefeller University's Child and Family Center. Ulz, whose parents ran a nursery school in California, started out writing songs for bands like the Byrds (they never used any of them) and in 1970 recorded an adult album of his own work, ''Ivan the Ice Cream Man,'' which recalled his days selling ice cream from a truck to make ends meet. Most of these performers got into children's music by accident or because they didn't make it in the adult circuit. So they press on, getting whatever gigs they can, performing at Playspace, an indoor playground on the Upper West Side where children are also distracted by plastic cars and an oversize sandbox. Someday one of them may break out and become the next Raffi, the nursery-set superstar who turned ''Wheels on the Bus'' into big business. All of them produced their own CD's at their own expense, often with the help of fans, family or friends. None of these singers have managers or agents. Other performers range from Imagination Workshop Band, made up of four people who met at the Children's Museum in SoHo, to Ivan Ulz, a 56-year-old folk guitarist who also does his children's songs at performance art clubs on the Lower East Side of Manhattan like Surf Reality, Baby Jupiter and Collective Unconscious. ''But I don't think there's any money at all for these independent artists.'' ''Big labels want to sign only known big names - maybe a pop artist who's decided to put out a kids record,'' said Tammy LaGorce, who reviews children's music for Billboard and Parents Magazine.

[arrowheadproductions]

Glad you're back and super excited you're extending your repertoire (if that's what you want to call it) to other fandoms aside from Arrow. I love your writing and I'm actually a huge PJO fan so I was soooo happy to see you're into it too. Can you possibly do a fic of Percy being on the swim team? You can include whatever ships you want (:

Yes! I love Percy Jackson and have for pretty much the past 10 years since I got into reading the books in middle school. It’s always held a soft spot in my heart as one of my favorite universes and I’m always open to writing about it. Anyway, without further adieu, here’s this little beauty (slightly suggestive themes, but nothing smutty/explicit)

Speedos- Rated T

Percy Jackson never ever saw himself as someone that would be considered a jock, but that all changed when he got to college.

I never believed I would ever, in my life, be at the top of the food chain in school. Sure, I’ve beaten Titans, Gods, and saved the world a few times, but I still never expected this luck would translate into my “real” life in the mortal world. 

This all changed when I got to college in California. I managed to squeak into UCSF after being on the waiting list forever while my girlfriend got a full ride to Berkeley. I’m still not sure how I got into school at all let alone a school that’s 45 minutes away from Annabeth. In case my life decides to resume its regularly scheduled dose of trouble, we’re both pretty close to Camp Jupiter and I have my car on campus. 

But anyway, my heart leapt in my chest the way it does when I’m hungry and finally getting dinner when I realized that California was stereotypically full of swimmers. And my school had a pretty good swim team that made you popular. The popularity thing isn’t a big deal for me, since I know who my friends are and don’t really need too many people in my life that I have to lie to or anything, but it was nice not being treated like gum on the bottom of people’s shoes.

Of course I made the team. I can breathe underwater. Do you know how much of an advantage that gives me? Before you accuse me of being cocky or conceited, just remember that I have been given one real gift in this world and this is it. 

I do take a breath for show every lap, which is still super impressive to the mortal eye, but also let’s them know them I’m not a robot or anything. 

That wasn’t to say there weren’t some steep competition. Some of these swimmers made me question if whether or not my father broke his pact more than once in recent years. They’re all super skilled and clearly have put in the work since they were little. So, I actually need to try if I want to earn my place. 

Everyone is pretty cool with me, though. They’ve all tried to ask who my trainer is and my records (that I don’t have), and very few are really buying that I’m just a normal dude that loves to swim. They’ve stopped pestering me though.

Oh Gods, there is one downside to swim team and that’s the actual suit. It squishes everything (and I do mean everything) all together to be on full and compact show for everyone to see. It leaves very little to the imagination and resembled really ugly panties. 

I made a pretty big mistake of mentioning this to Annabeth one Friday night she was staying over in my dorm. My roommate actually ended up being a Gorgon, who I had to smite during orientation (boo!). So, I got my own room (yay!). 

“It can’t be that bad.” She called from outside the bathroom, though I could hear trying to stifle her amusement.

“I’m not coming out.”

“C’mon, Seaweed Brain. I’m going to have to see you in it tomorrow at the meet anyway and that’ll be in public.”

“Yeah, thanks for that.” I grumbled. 

Everyone is coming to my first meet tomorrow: Annabeth, Mom, Paul, Grover, Hazel, Piper, Leo, Jason, Frank, Nico, Tyson, and even Chiron. My old Latin teacher is about to see me in in tight, glorified tidy whities and a swim cap. 

“You’re never going to want to see me, let alone touch me, again after you see me in this thing.”

“I find that very hard to believe.” She said dryly. “I’ve seen you in a toga, remember?”

It took about 30 more minutes to convince me to come out and honestly, my growling stomach had a lot to do in the efforts. She played to my weaknesses and I was finally coaxed to exit the bathroom and likely embarrass myself in front of my girlfriend.

When the door flew open, she did the decent thing and looked at my face first, which I appreciated, but my face was likely the color of a firetruck, which made her eyes wander downwards. When she caught sight of the navy atrocity that left very little to the imagination, her eyes went wide like silver moons and a deep blush flushed to her cheeks and neck. 

She shifted awkwardly as she choked down a laugh. “That’s not… so bad.”

I felt like I was on fire and couldn’t meet her gaze. “You better just be laughing at the swimsuit.”

This time, her eyebrows shot to her hairline before she threw her head back and actually laughed. 

I immediately turned on my heels, determined to swim in a full wetsuit tomorrow. I even considered wearing one under all of my clothes until Annabeth used her quick reflexes to grab my hand before I could go.

“I’m not laughing at you.”

“You could have fooled me.”

She pulled me close so our chests were pressed against each other. I could feel my skin getting hot for a whole different reason. She stopped laughing, but her eyes still sparkled with merriment. 

“It’s a bad suit, but everyone looks funny in them.”

I couldn’t find it in me to be annoyed with her while she was very pressed against me and her hands stroked over my shoulders approvingly. She cupped my face and brought my head down in a slow kiss.

“It makes your butt look good though.” She said in between the kisses she layered down my jaw. I stood paralyzed like a big dumb dope, because I’m so gone for her.

“Everyone’s going to laugh at me.” Though this was becoming less of a worry or fear as she worked her way down my neck.

“Probably.” 

“You’re full of encouraging words.”

She chuckled against my skin and I swear all of the blood left my head.

“In my defense, I’m trying to stop talking.”

I quirked an eyebrow at her in disbelief. I was still adjusting to this aspect of our relationship, which was still relatively new to us. In baseball terms, our senior year of high school brought us around the bases whenever we were alone together for too long, lingering quite a bit at second and third. This summer at camp had officially taken us to home plate. It still amazed me every time that she liked me this way.

“Really? But it’s a hideous suit.”

“Yeah.” She stood on her toes and wrapped her arms around my neck. “You should take it off.”

And that was how I’d come to terms with the worst part of swimming. Everyone did laugh at me. A lot. But, I rewarded them all with a “spontaneous splash” when I dove into the water. Everyone that didn’t already know was wondering how I managed to do that with a regular dive. 

“He did that on purpose.” Grumbled Jason. 

“Why wouldn’t he? I’d be embarrassed to wear that too.” Frank said emphatically.

“It’s not that bad.” Annabeth tried.

“Oh yeah?” Leo asked. “What’s that on your neck?”

I could feel her glare from across the gym and tried my best not to laugh. 

I got over the judgment when I took first in my 500 IM. I swear I’ve never heard my mom cheer so loud in her life. Then again, I never gave her much reason to growing up since I sucked at all other sports and never exactly made scholastic decathlons. Grover accidentally bleated a few times, but the others were kind enough to try and cover it with whistles and whoops. 

“Yeah Percy!” Piper cheered as they all stood to their feet.

“Leave it to the son of the sea God to win a swimming race.” Jason smirked. 

“I think you’re just jealous that Quidditch isn’t a thing so you don’t get an advantage.” Teased Nico.

“Quidditch actually is a thing.” Annabeth said. “You just don’t fly.”

Hazel struggled to see. “Frank, I told you not to sit in front of me!”

“Sorry…” He said awkwardly.

“Does he get a medal?” Leo asked.

“Do you think he’ll let me eat the medal?” Grover tried.

“No way!” Sally nudged him. “I’m hanging that up in my house forever.”

I grinned as I reached over the lanes to shake hands with the other swimmers beside me. I ripped off my cap and shook my shaggy black hair. I was getting used to actually being wet unlike when I went swimming at camp or on adventures.

I slipped on a pair of trunks over my speedo like most of the other guys do (except some who are strangely proud) before making my way over to the stands. Grover clapped my back and Annabeth leaned over the rails to kiss me before complaining that I tasted like chlorine. My mom ruffled my hair while Paul winked at me in pride.

My teammates were excited too and lifted me on their shoulders since we won the meet. They dumped me in the water, of course, but that was hardly a punishment.

I loved college.

[buckcluck67]

fireman sam great camping adventure

[finduilasclln]

@boazpriestly Yes! I immediately have to think about when he talked about the zoo in the firetruck! He's so passionate about it all. (And then Eddie's heartseyes...)

And God, Eddie as a dad... He's everything. He wants to do everything in light of Christopher. It's always his first thought.

@therowan Agreed. He can be so... open about his enthusiasm. So with his heart on his sleeve. But then when he does that shy little smile... I just completely melt away.

Eddie's heart eyes can be seen from Jupiter. That's a scientifically proven fact, I am sure of it. And his sarcasm? Oh yes. He has so much humor inside of him. I love it. I need more of it!

Tell me something you love about Evan Buckley. Doesn't have to be your favorite thing about him. (Can be though) Just something about him you love.

Also tell me something you love about Eddie Diaz. Same.

[ratsoh-writes]

Pftt nerdling, tiny dwarf sounds adorable 🥺

Pluto has some fun nicknames to call Jupiter back when he bullies him

Like steroid for brains, thick skull, firetruck siren, the f*cking parrot lol

[wheelsandpaws]

Jupiter to the rescue! book

[braceface001]

His twin sister Roseleigh Mackenzie Poe is 120 minutes younger than him not 2 hours younger than him!

I can't believe this got in, so all of my old wixsite URL redirects to my new one, zzzquilzvegan-megan, got in, too!

What does @zayn want me to say to defend myself? He's white! I need Textrovert not mine!

If she doesn't have any arms anymore and no face soon too then I am going to replace her with 120 seconds but not 90 yet okay! This chain letter is in the future on December 28, 1998 when I said that I am six and Just Ella!

You are going to cry after you read this sad story. A sister and her brother were inside the new Walmart built in town. The sister at six years of age,the brother seventeen years of age. The brother was fixing to buy a present for his little sister on her birthday, but as soon as they were fixing to leave she had to go to the bathroom. Her brother showed her where it was, he started to look at some earrings she would probably like for her next birthday. As he started to buy them he saw people running from the end of the store screaming and yelling with fear.Before he new it he smelled smoke and saw fire, he ran to his little sister as fast as he could but when he got to the bathrooms they were already on fire. He new he had to get out as fast as he could to get help. But when the firetrucks arrived it was already to late. Two days later the family got a call from the hospital saying they have someone there by the name of Sandy.They asked "How did you get this number"? The hospital said she was holding a purse in her hand with a card that said her name and number on it. The family drove to the hospital to see their little angel. While they looked at her, they noticed her arms were almost all the way burnt off, and her face was so burned it needed surgery. But the family didn't have enough to cover the bill. So now they need you to help out! Note:: Every time someone repost this AOL will take away $2.00 off the hospital bill. DO NOT DELETE ! AOL IS TRACKING THIS repost this saying "sad walmart story"

Just don't read my Myspace bulletin to Marisa Lander about "make me The Pussycat Dolls right now" for Christy Carlson Romano and Katharine McPhee!

I don't remember what Myspace bulletins really are but it is really dumb blonde and stupid because it looks like the private message inbox that nobody wants to write!

http://message.snopes.com/showthread.php?t=6861, meowminks video of me and Joe at Crabtree is the dumbest idea in the whole world! The south is very hot, smoking marijuana or weed with a cigarette lighter, electrical room, and/or fast food burger joint, anything else, where did the fire come from? ASMR vlogger which is Lindsay Lohan is going to break every single bone in your body someday! I need to fix my YouTube channel up some more, do you know who knows that I'm watching Little House on the Prairie Season 2 right now? I still believe and think that it's true that I was six years old when some Elijah Wood who looked seventeen years old for Seventeen Magazine said that he's me! I think Zayn Malik's Twin Sister is almost nearly six years old and is eleven years younger than Elijah Wood's birthyear. That is January 12th and Hannah Montana! I kept believing "I used to thought I was born in 1992" so I made myself go to '1992 and later' and Demi Lovato! Great, that is The Parent Trap (1998) but I kept putting him back in 1997, Karen McCullah Lutz and Kirsten Smith, Kristen Smith, not seventeen yet! I think Rykel's and Klai's Target are not ours! I think that's me! Let's see, I'm not going to have any arms and face... The Ohana Adventure. I just fell for The Other Boleyn Girl again! Blond is Gigi Hadid, Ariana Grande, and Skye Sweetnam! That was Georgia (country), two pure-bloods, and French-Canadian! lying down in the middle of the street challenge, how to pour a concrete slab for beginners DIY? I think I can get a car to run over a white person in mine where I am but I don't think it is going to work because they are just only too skinny to get runned over by my tires and somebody on YouTube just saved them too not just only that!

I need to clean out/up my subscriptions and liked videos both!I thought 'Heidi Kills Clara' and Jada was too funny!! I think you have the wrong eyes and ears not yours! I don't think she said that I don't think she made that noise I think I was laughing at 'I think I'm Clara not Heidi'! But @hitrecordjoe's Walmart is not ours Rykel and he was about to buy her something too expensive and where she is going to get her arms and face burned off! Was that me and Joe? She is not yet six and whoever is closer to Bridgit Mendler is going to be six sooner and soonest first! He’s “Drops of Jupiter (Tell Me)” - TRAIN! I tell everybody that Edgar Allan Poe's little sister is a retarded selective mute with asperger's syndrome and autistic spectrum disorder and/or a paraplegic who just got in a car crash in Harry Potter! That's why that's me! But this is the last one because this is the third one of three tiers! Do you know what I mean by smart enough to tell you who is who? Are you guys Bridgit Mendler's new song "Dive"? I think that was Bridgit Mendler, I think I was Bridgit Mendler! I liked the idea of her but then my mommy just messed up my whole house again by putting stupid computer in my living room where I was doing blond Emma Roberts or what to do to make Emma Roberts blonder and so then she put a bunch of stuff in our dining room my daddy Teddy and Tommy and Lisa are all freaking out over her right now! Don't know what to do with all these antique sewing machines from off of eBay! That was blond! Everything Everything? My fashion line for winter clothes in the north is a digital sewing machine, okay! Not these! I don't know what the meaning of her is! He wants to get me a sewing machine called Brother not earrings! I think computers called Brother is not ours! We are in so much trouble, I don't think Brother Industries makes desktop computers, Wikipedia, that was the Columbia Enclycopedia Sixth Edition in the year 2000 or Y2K with Ruthie Camden at Columbia with Matt Camden during Dream Street's adolescence! That must've been when we went to Walmart while Winn-Dixie was changing to Big Lots during The Parent Trap and I wanted to touch size 14/16 Big Girls Mary-Kate and Ashley brand name clothing line and it's not early size zero and double zero juniors at all Olsenboye and Lizzie and Jamie Watson but even smaller and smallest (not even a size one yet, too, two?!)! I'm A Picture Book of Helen Keller! I think I can do questionnaires and surveys on Tumblr's Reblogging and Hearting Career because that was my Myspace Bulletin!

[buckcluck67]

Sam driving Jupiter in the original series

[buckcluck67]

sam and elvis drive jupiter