I AM FINALLY DONE BAHAHHAHAAHAAAAAA
AFTER 3-4 HOLE DAYS OF LISTENING TO THAT DAMN SONG OBER AND OVER AND OVER AND AKSNKSNSND I AM CRASHING OUTTTTTT
All the fave art under cut:
I AMEJDJENJDENDKDDNDK
Live laugh love villain stone <333
“Sorry Mr Tek, we just can’t accept you.” Tango’s flame brightened. “Why not? I’m a hardworking guy!”
“Yes, we get that. Your architecture is certainly amazing, very detailed. But I don’t think that our colleagues will accept…” The lady’s eyes drifted to tango’s hair. “That.”
“I CAN CONTROL IT, I PROMISE YOU, I AM THE MOST-” Tango cut himself off as the lady’s eyes grew more and more frightened as the flame rose higher and higher. Tango calmed down. “I’m sorry. I’ll-I’ll go now.” He walked out of the office, hurt by the woman’s reaction. He just couldn’t find a job, it wasn’t his fault that his hair was a burning flame. Tango sighed and boarded a taxi home. Tango pulled out his phone as the car started up, he noticed an advert offering a job to take care of some farm animals. He clicked on it, and saw that the location was quite close to where he lived, so he ordered the taxi to head over there and try it out.
Jimmy was just finishing up putting the cows back in the pen when he saw a car coming down the road towards the ranch. He closed the pen and headed towards the car. It stopped right in front of the house and a man with flaming hair stepped out of the taxi. He had baggy red pants with more pockets then anyone could ever need and a classic black t-shirt to go on top of it. His eyes were also a deep red, almost frightening to look at. But Jimmy found it strangely comforting also amazed by how cool his hairdo looked. As he got closer and closer to him, he realised that the man’s hair was a flame, moving in the breeze. “Nice to meet you,” The man said. “My name is Tango, Tango Tek, and I’m here for the farm job.” Jimmy smiled. “Yep, welcome to the ranch! Jimmy Solidarity.” They shook hands and he led Tango to the house. “So, why do you want this job?” Jimmy asked, “Well, I’m in desperate need of a job and I’m hoping you can give me one.”
“Okay. You can start tomorrow, I’ll talk you through the list of things you need to get doing in the morning.”
Tango’s eyes widened in surprise. “Wait, it was that easy?”
Jimmy chuckled, “Oh no, this job is definitely not easy. Be there by 6!”
Tango smiled and did a pretend salute. “Yes sir!”
i literally made this in two days
I present to you: MUMBO K. JUMBO
ZombieCleo:
Submitted for: Hermitcraft, Pirates SMP, Witchcraft SMP, Third Life, Last Life, Double Life, Limited Life, Secret Life, Wild Life
Headcanons: Transfem Nonbinary, she/they; Demi-girl, pronouns not specified
Propaganda: Uses she/they irl and has identified with the nonbinary flag
“T4T cletho. They’re both nonbinary and divorced (in an active relationship) and take turns on who's the ex wife and who's the ex husband.”
TibbyCaps:
Submitted for: Artimators SMP
Headcanons: Trans man, he/him
Propaganda: Trans man irl
“[The submitter is] here for Tibby and Tibby only please make him win. He's literally trans and also really cool.”
“PLEASE, IF HE WINS AGAINST XB [the submitter] WILL COSPLAY HIM.”
“His shield in Artimators is a trans flag!”
“Vote Tibbycaps, [the submitter is] going insane, because, yes, not only he is irl trans. But how does everyone miss that he just is trans??? [They] don't even know how to describe it. Like, he just feels so trans. As a person. The gender is strong with him. Even if he were cis he'd still be trans. Does that make sense? Like. Augggg [they don’t know] how to actually. Put this into words. [They] can't handle this, Tibby is the best, most transest, he deserves to win this!!”
“Tibby is the awesomest!! Vote for Tibby, his art is so, so cool and awesome!! Also he's the transiest trans to ever. Trans. And that's coming from a trans person >:3”
“Tibby isn't a trans man, he's the man that transed up. Or trans that manned up. Either way, vote Tibbycaps.”
“Vote Tibbycaps!!!! He's [the submitter’s] favorite youtuber and he is so cool and awesome :D He's so trans the energy just. Exudes off of him. Like you can't hear him talk for more than five seconds without going "Yea that guys trans" /pos. Go watch Tibbycaps if you wanna see for yourself. Sub to Tibby”
“Tibbycaps is so trans he could be like "I'm the trans fairy, fairy of the trans," and [the submitter would] be like “Yes Tibby, you're so right Tibby. Vote Tibbycaps.”
“Tibbycaps is the bestttttt, vote Tibbycaps! Hes:
-trans, like so trans
-autism (boy autism (<-/ref))
-such a good artist!!
-fucking HILARIOUS
-makes such good videos
-has good vibes all around
-[the submitter’s] comfort streamer”
“Vote Tibby, he is so awesomes. Literally, The guy of all time. Can't beat him.”
“VOTE TIBBYCAPS OR [the submitter is] STEALING YOUR GENDER!!”
“Tibby is such a cool person with such great vibes. Creator of Skizzlehell in Artimators. Has the objectively correct opinion that Cubfan135 could perform top surgery. Has such good art, [the submitter wants to] eat it. Ya can't beat the TibbyCaps.”
“The T in Tibby stands for trans.
The I stands for incredibly trans.
The first B stands for blue hair and.
The second B stands for bronouns (not bronouns like, bro, dude, etc. Bronouns like you flipped the p on its head. It's doing a handstand).
The Y stands for yes, that man is trans.
VOTE TIBBY.”
“VOTE TIBBYCAPS, HE HAS A BOATING LICENSE.
Tango stumbled as he stepped out from the portal. He frowned as the shimmering circle closed behind him. He looked around, trying to figure out his bearings. He seemed to be in a middle of a city, billboards were spotted everywhere. Tango didn't like it, the colors were to bright, the flashing unnerved the hybrid. Tango decided to walk around and figure out where he was. Although he didn't know how he got here, Tango figured he should probably not stay here for long, him being a blaze and all that. He dug in his pockets and found some cash that he decided to use to find somewhere to live for the day.
After a day of searching, he finally found a place. It was a small apartment, but it was enough to keep him for a while. He made extra care to not burn anything while moving around the room. Slowly he got in the bed, taking note of the very flammable bedsheets that surrounded him and drifted off to sleep.
The red haze surrounded him, air so thick that it was hard to breathe. Other people covered in shadows were reaching out to him, coming to grab him and take him back to the confinements of the cell. To experiment with him. Tango was running faster and faster, until he found some sort of floating circle. He stepped right through and-
Tango woke up, his face was covered with sweat. Tango quickly jumped out of bed and hosed down the fire burning on the bed frame. As the fire dwindled down, Tango sighed as he slumped back on the bed. He couldn't remember what he was dreaming about nor why it caused such a big headache. With his hands in his head he closed his eyes and fell back asleep.
ehehehh he's commited so much crimes