#timmy failure

[couldtheycatchkira]

[evapo-rated]

TIMMY FAILURE FANS HMU RN!!!

The 3 remaining Timmy Failure fans better come up to me and infodump on me (/lh /j)

I only got to read book 0, my bestie bagel informed me that it was actually made after the whole series and after the movie was made, YES IM GOING BACK TO THE LIBRARY TO READ MORE THEYRE MISSING THE FIRST ONE

Also shoutout to the bestie 4EVA bagel cause he introduced me to this tiny lil guy (he is 11 years old like Nate) love ya 💖💖💖

BTW IT WAS REALLY FUNNY and also randomly just throws you into a 🥺🥺🥺 moment it has some heart throbbing moments

[danrealxd]

Here's some timmy failure doodles I haven't posted

[ferretcultist]

You know what this world needs? A Timmy failure fandom.

Ik Ik be the change you want to see in the world and trust me I maybe intend to do that

[veryferaldistributions]

Timmy Failure has ASD

I realize I say this about a lot of my favorite characters, but hear me out. Timmy Failure (yes that’s his last name) is an 11 year old boy that lives with his single mother and has dreams of being a world famous detective. He also has autism. “High functioning” autism, if you will, but autism nonetheless. Here are my observations to back up this claim:

* He has only a handful of “friends,” mostly people he is cordial with at school. But no one he really spends time with besides a boy named Rollo. And even then, Rollo doesn’t like him very much.

* His grades are not good (not because he’s not smart, but because he doesn’t think of school as important in the grand scheme of things).

* He is single minded about being a detective (and that’s it).

* He prefers to spend time with his imaginary friend (a polar bear named Total).

* Spends time sitting by a fence and talking to said friend during all of recess.

* He takes things literally and has wild fantasies as a result:

“You should move your office to Broadway.” (Imagines his workspace on a stage in the middle of a broadway performance.)

“Rollo is at his fencing class” (Imagines a classroom where you study different kinds of fences.)

* He wears one article of clothing every day (a red scarf) because it “looks distinctive.”

* Has flat affect and rarely shows emotion on his face.

* And finally, he uses big words in placement of simpler, more child friendly terms. Again, not because he’s a snob, but because these are the words that best suit the situation. Words like affirmative, distinctive, obfuscate, mendacity, negative, demerit, etc.

I’m not sure if Stephan Pastis wrote him this way on purpose, but it definitely helps Timmy stand out as a, to use his word, distinct character.

[cubbihue]

Me: With the askbox closed, I should respond to the ones that won't prompt new asks. That way when the inbox opens again, it'll be when I do all the heavy stuff people will have questions for.

Also Me: -picks the absolute worst timmy ask to answer to-

[lookslikethatsallthetimewehave]

Some of these islands aren't even on the map. But they put them here to preserve them, after the website shutdown.

Some kids are going to be very upset that they can't play the pirate island, or the Wimpy Kid island!

[thenyoumightaswellwrestleangels]

alright alright alright, so here marks the end of the dc halloween event !! (sort of)

there are obviously two fics missing (rip timmy your vamp fic got waaaay out of hand and was too much for me to wrangle tonight) but they'll still be coming out ! just not right now right now

this was very fun and I'm so happy that everyone seems to be enjoying them <3 thank you to everyone who's reading and everyone who got excited and voted in the first place <3 couldn't have done it without the love and support honestly

as always, stay tuned for more, come chat with me whenever, and take care of yourselves <33 kiss kiss sleep well tonight

[thecountercock]

merry clockmas everyone!!!

i just watched the wonka movie and i must say the lack of clock rep was CRAZY too much choc not enough clock! thats what i always say!

[rinqueen6]

im continuing my journey in trying to complete every poptropica island available!!

go watch my video or i'll lock you in a tomb 😳

[fandomsareforlife]

I know I posted this on a couple of discord servers, but I wanted to announce that I have beaten the Great Pumpkin Island in Poptropica. It took me ten years, but now I can finally say I have done it.

The sole reason it took me this long was because of the stupid piano minigame at the party. If you know what I am talking about, you know. I only beat it after switching to touch screen.

Anyway, I might post more about Poptropica. It's something that I know a lot about, and I would be cool talking about it.

Also, for those of you wondering, I managed to play the old islands using Flashpoint A3. It's pretty easy to install on Windows, but it is harder on Mac and Linux. If you want to use it, there's instructions on the poptropica wiki. Here they are. It seems to be some point between Monkey Wrench Island being added, and Adobe Flash going down, so like 2016-ish.

[cassiopeialake]

source

theres so many jesus christ

I pointed this out in a Discord server I'm in and thought Id share here:

Bob Iger announced that Disney is going to absorb Hulu, and Hulu will no longer exist next year. All shows will move to the Disney+ app.

Disney also announced they were going to remove shows and movies periodically from their streaming services.

I believe both of these moves are because of the Writers Strike.

Disney knows its going to lose the strike. There is too much public support. Specifically, the WGA is going to win writers getting more residuals from streaming.

So if Disney takes shows off of streaming, they dont have to pay the writers the residuals.

They are going to use excuses like "not enough funding for the server capacity" or "not enough views to warrent keeping the show". These are BULLSHIT. Its all greed. Its only GREED.

Pay attention to what happens in the following weeks.

And keep supporting the writers' strike.

[danrealxd]

Hi guys do yall fw timmy failure

[cubbihue]

Does Mr. Turner like rubbing his “son’s” successful career in Dinkleberg’s face??

He does! He brags about Timmy's success to every person within the neighborhood's vicinity. Mr. Turner loves how successful his son is! It really secures his reputation at the neighborhood HOA meetings they host at their house.

Timmy's worked very hard to gain more successes than failures. The more successful he is, the greater his family's social standing!! And the less he gets to overhear his dad ranting to the neighborhood about his failures.

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[lookslikethatsallthetimewehave]

Do they have Astro-Knights Island on Steam?

No, unfortunately :(

I guess this is the part where I make a sardonic comment.

Umm... idk, it sucks XD

But they have it on Flashpoint at least!

[starlightsuffered]

Do you think you could write a timmy fic where "it just doesn't fit" like, it hurts whenever they try, how gentle they are.

A/N - I’ve done ones like this before but here :)

It Just Doesn’t Fit

Info - angst, frustrated reader, oral/fingering (female receiving), virgin reader, big dick, using lube, unprotected sex, a bit of praise kink

“Just give it up,” I said, the feeling of sadness overwhelming me.

After a hard month of a difficult work environment and Timothée being gone often, I wanted to feel in control of something. My boyfriend suggest I pick the day we have sex for the first time.

We’d talked about it extensively over text. He would be my first and though many people had told me otherwise, I expected it to be magical. Timothée had promised he would make it as lovely as possible.

Now I felt like shit I lay in my own sweat and rose petals. I was hot and my hair was everywhere. It had started romantic until I’d cried out in pain Timothée had started to push in. It didn’t matter how many angles we tried. We were both grunting and frustrated.

He had offered to finger me or eat me out. We’d already done that and I wanted something new. I wanted one, just one of my plans to come through correctly. I didn’t want to feel like a failure in every aspect of life.

“Don’t bother, it’s just too big,” I sniffled. Suddenly, I was crying. I covered my overheated cheeks as the tears flowed. I tried to stop desperately but it just made my eyes well even more.

“Hey, no, baby,” Timothée said with concern lacing his tone.

“I just wanted one fucking thing to go right this month,” I snapped. I wasn’t angry with him, just the situation.

“Mon amour,” his voice was nearly a whisper that cracked with emotion. I heard a gulp from him and he laid his head on my chest. My hand automatically went to his hair. I made myself breathe more slowly.

“I thought, ‘well maybe even if my boyfriend is gone most of the time, I can at least give him some bomb pussy when he’s around’.”

“Oh baby,” he said mournfully. He pressed a chaste kiss to my exposed nipple. I shivered a bit.

“Look, I don’t want to force you, but I bet I can loosen you up a bit, and I’ve got lube,” he offered in a small voice.

“I want it,” I nodded.

“I know you’d imagine we’d get right into it, but you just need some prep baby, that’s expected. Don’t you dare worry about it, I’ve got you,” Timothée was smiling as he nearly blabbered.

“I want to make it good for you,” I said as I squeezed the last tears out.

“Honey, just let me take care of you. It is your first time. You’ve been going through hell. Let me help you,” he whispered.

I let him maneuver me. He gently spread my legs and kissed my inner thighs. His deft thumbs rolled circles on my nipples. I was already arching and relaxing. I was used to this, I didn’t feel a need to make it explosive because it was good every time.

“Yesssss, yes,” I gasped breathily. Timothée tongued at my clit for a bit before covering his fingers in the warming lube.

“Oh!” I jolted, my legs nearly closing as I felt the slick and tingling lube.

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Timmy calmed me like a scared animal. I closed my eyes so I could relax again. His lips kissed up my stomach. He was leaving kitten licks and pecks. My breathing was getting to that familiar pant he made me do.

He nibbled at the place on my neck that made me crazy. My walls squeezed his long fingers. I let out a wanton whimper. My hands were all over him. Finally, his lips touched mine. I dove into the kiss.

I was pressing myself against him as much as I could. Somehow he was putting all of himself into this. I felt the warmth of his love and satisfaction with me. I could have cried. I’d been so lovely and anxious lately. He was making me completely melt.

He was kissing me with such adoration I hardly noticed when his hand changed over to his cock. He was milking the lube onto himself. I was shuddering at sounds of wetness.

“Want to try again?” He asked in a voice low and rumbling with need.

“Yes,” I gasped.

To my surprise he slowly, but surely, was sliding inside me. It still pinched a little but he seemed to adjust himself every so often so I wasn’t in so much pain. Finally, I felt his balls bump gently against me and I knew he’d bottomed out.

“You did it princess,” he breathed the praise. I couldn’t believe how wide I was smiling, in fact I was giggling. Timothée pressed his forehead against mine. He began to pump ever so slowly.

“Yes, yes, fuck yes,” I heaved in whispers of desperation and love.

“You feel so good. You feel like heaven,” he moaned. I loved the ways his brows furrowed in absolute pleasure.

“Fuck babbbbby,” I whined. I wrapped one leg around his waist and thrust upwards.

“Uh, uh, uh, uh,” Timothée grunted as he plunged inside me.

“So glad I could take your cock, so fucking happy I have this,” I groaned and threw my head back in bliss.

“My love, my girl,” he exclaimed and then he was all over my neck. He kissed and bit, giving me marks all over. I wanted to be littered with them. I wanted everyone to know who I belonged to. On those lonely nights when I felt like I could do anything right, I’d caress these bruises and remember this night.

“My cock belongs to you, my body, my heart, my soul,” he promised. His thrusts became faster as he fucked me. His hips snapped as he buried his face in my neck. He was mumbling praises and love into my ear.

“Gonna come,” I whispered.

“Let go on my dick for the first time,” he practically begged.

“Yes, oh fuck, my love, I’m fucking coming!” I cried out and arched against him. I felt my whole body tighten and then delicious release. I saw stars as every part of me exploded with intimate exhilaration.

Wetness and his own release mixed together. He was kissing me over and over as if it were all he knew. He had orgasmed as well, filling me with his gratification.

We were laughing now, all the stress falling away. It was sweet breathy kisses and whispered thanks to one another. It was like we were afraid to break the golden moment and the dreamy haze that surrounded us.

“Thank you my love. If you need it, I’ll carry you around tomorrow you will likely be sore,” he explained. He took my hand in his as he began to pull out.

“Cocky bastard,” I teased in a tight voice.

“I’m so happy I got to do that with you, so you can call me whatever you like,” he told me as he got the cloth to clean me and him up.

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