#Timber the Tiger

[evajellion]

The Diddy Kong Racing gag manga makes it a recurring known fact that Timber is a tiger and, therefore, an apex predator.

#diddy kong racing #diddy kong #Timber the Tiger #banjo kazooie #pipsy #let Timber go feral

[rairverse]

next up is timber from diddy kong racing! had a lot of fun designing this guy :)

in rairverse, he’s an easy-going tiger with a lot of friends. but he also has a lot of very high expectations for himself! i’ll leave it at that for now...

-mod polar

#timber #timber the tiger #rareware #diddy kong racing #n64 #polar art

[dixieforsmash]

Diddy Kong Racing’s 25th anniversary is also today in Japan. Check out  @zakura78 ‘s excellent artwork commemorating the game’s release!

#fanart #diddy kong racing #diddy kong racing ds #krunch #diddy kong #drumstick #bumper the badger #banjo-kazooie #banjokazooie #conker #tiptup #TT #pipsy #timber the tiger #taj #wizpig #Tiny Kong #dixie #dixie kong #nintendo

[daddysmoochie]

Happy Furry Friday, have some more Timber art for your feed! 

Timber considers himself fashionable, I just like to draw giant shoes.

#furry #furryart #furryartist #tiger furry #tiger #timber the tiger #digital art #procreate

[sponges-place]

Timber Island Gang (Unlockable)-Banjo was shocked to see these guys again after so long. A group of friends from Timber Island, these 4 racers got Banjo's help to defeat the evil Wizpig many years ago. Now that Banjo & his friends are in a similar situation, these guys are here to return the favor.

Timber-With his new beard and leather jacket, Timber is looking way tougher than the tiger cub he used to be.

Pipsy-Being a mouse, Pipsy is still rather small. The glasses are the only real indication that she grew at all.

TipTup-He's taking a break from watching his 20 kids to participate in the race.

Bumper-Don't ask about the ankle monitor, he doesn't like to talk about it.

Island Classic-Based on the cars the gang used to race with, the island classic has been built to seat all four racers at once. It might not be able to fly or traverse water, but it's still a force to be reckoned with.

And with that, we're done with the racers. Now onto other stuff like items or tracks.

(Bit of shading)

#banjo kazooie #banjo karting #fan games #fanart #game idea #game ideas #kart racer #diddy kong racing #Timber the Tiger #Pipsy the Mouse #Tiptup the turtle #Bumper the badger

[tiger-in-the-flightdeck]

Don’t mind me, I’m just over here quietly crying over Tim’s love language still being making food.

#tiger talks #tim drake #timber #timbern #dc pride 2022 #happy fir pri

[yuriinadress]

Tim and Bernard deserve a Mary Jane/Spiderman dynamic

#bernard dowd #tim drake #timbern #timber #'face it tiger. you just hit the jackpot.' #BERNARD WOULD TOTALLY SAY THIS! YOU SEE THIS RIGHT???! #they deserve the immaculate domestic energy of mjspidey 80s panels #yuri yelling

[wildegeist]

Drawing some of my OCs looking like they're the coolest awesomest motherfuckers in existence but really they have the cringiest dorkiest traits ever like unhinged beliefs/interests and strange phobias of the most innocuous and random shit or extremely embarrassing secrets the CIA could never force you to admit if they were yours

#clara has a social media addiction with my universe's version of twitter and is obsessed with reality TV. #arctos believes dragons are real and sounds like a boomer when using slang. it's so unnatural. he's also scared of everything #erreloch is just naturally cringe. everything about him is cringe. he only looks spooky because of his vacant stare #PT the murderous robot writes genuinely decent and normal (but LONG) romance fanfiction and gets involved in ugly online discourse #they're genuinely just like a nerd fangirl when they're not killing anyone #teague thinks tigers only have one eye bc he's an alien who's never seen one and only knows abt them because of the song 'eye of the tiger' #and he thinks the fact the song only refers to one eye means tigers are one-eyed #zigzag laughs when he's really invested in a fight and his laugh is a mixture of 'lunatic' and 'total nerd finally winning at fortnite' #his laugh isn't even badass. it's just silly. he sounds like some dipshit who blew up some beer cans with a firework at a terrible party #timber's oc ramblings #wildemusings

[shesamonkey]

#dixie kong #diddy kong rasing #diddy kong racing ds #diddy kong racing #krunch #kremling #timber #tiger #crocodile #gator #alligator #monkey #primate #el mexicano #ramito de violetas #ramito de barriles

[gijoe-forever]

#gijoe #snake eyes #tiger force #timber #custom

[dxxk-01]

Squish meme

This was requested by @moons-wet because I don't draw Anothy enough qwq

#art #deava k #furry #furry art #furry fandom #furry artist #anothy the wolf #wolf oc #wolf furry #timber wolf #digial art #dxxk draws #reyah the tiger #couple #fluffy

[pikaclan]

Moon 354

Season: Leaf-fall

Overarching Events

PikaClan doesn't have enough medicine cats Tension continues to hang thick over the two at-war Clans

Ceremonies

As Wisteriapaw has finished their mediator training, Loudstar gives them the name Wisteriaflare after their dignity, welcoming them as the Clan's new mediator.

Even though they're excited to finally be made an apprentice, it takes a bit of coazing by Flitchest for Fennelkit to step forward for their ceremony. Flitchest watches in pride as they're named Fennelpaw and touch noses with Pansy

Roarkit loudly complains as Flitchest pulls them over to quickly groom their pelt. They manage to wriggle away and scurry off to the front of the crowd for their ceremony, where they are renamed to Roarpaw and apprenticed to Lakehusk

Beampaw purrs so hard that they're shaking as they touch noses with Pikepounce

Even though they are excited to finally be made an apprentice, ti takes a bit of coaxing by Fadedflake for Molekit to step forward for their ceremony. Fadedflake watches in pride as they're named Molepaw and touch noses with Thrushwhistle

Timberkit loudly complains as Fadedflake pulls them over to quickly groom their pelt. They manage to wriggle away and scurry off to the front of the crowd for their ceremony, where they are renamed to Timberpaw and apprenticed to Shalenibble

Bluebellpaw sits excitedly beside Frogcry as the meeting ends, and hopes they'll be doing something exciting like battle training first. Their claws are itching to tear at something.

Newly-made apprentice, Sandpaw, touches noses with their new mentor, Silkmimic

Newly-made apprentice, Parsleypaw, touches noses with their new mentor, Oddflight

Oakpaw has reached the age of six moons and has been made an apprentice, with Pythonchase as their mentor

Deaths

Tigernip fell into a pit trap set by FlightClan's warriors

Other Clans

While patrolling the FlightClan borders, Fadedflake stepped on a concealed pit trap and was injured

While patrolling the FlightClan borders, Galegrowl stepped on a concealed pit trap and was injured

A harsh sparring session left Squirrelpaw bruised. They worry they will do badly in a real fight against FlightClan

Health

Flitchest tells Lakehusk that they might have to accept that their leg that was so badly mangled will always now be weaker. At least they still have it, but that's cold consolation to Lakehusk, who feels like they were so close to healing perfectly Flitchest notices Avalanchebeetle limping across camp and gives them exercises to help strengthen their weak leg and reduce pain Shalenibble's grief lessened Frogcry's claw-wound healed but scarred Hazyseed's cat bite healed Oddflight has a running nose Macavity's heat exhaustion abated Snapmuzzle is no longer suffering from heat stroke Squirrelpaw no longer has greencough Frannie recovered from heat stroke

Patrols

Your patrol finds a kittypet interested in joining the Clan

Zahra joins the Clan with the kids Barleykit, Limekit, and Nightingalekit

#moon 354 #flightclan #flightclan war #wisteria #flit #fennel #pansy #roar #lake #beam #pike #mole #faded #thrush #timber #shale #bluebell #frog #sand #silk #parsley #odd #oak #python #tiger #gale #squirrel #avalanche #hazy #macavity

[disneyvoguemagazine]

TigerBeat Movie Script Screen play suggest ‘JustinTimberlake’ for the lead role

Justin Timberlake (A ‘Timber’ from Diddy Kong Racing)

GET THE STORY OF A LIFETIME ABOUT A LIFETIME STORY

#justin timberlake #Timber diddykong #Timber Tiger #TigerBeat Magazine #Vogue Magazine #Nintendo Power Magazine #New Type Magazine #Report Prince #The Prince of Journal #News Prince #TigerBeat Prince #oprah winfrey

[dixieforsmash]

#diddy kong racing #diddy kong #diddy kong racing ds #nintendo ds #donkey kong country #dixie #dixie kong #tiptup #timber the tiger #bumper the badger #tiny kong #krunch #kremlings

[rockatanskette]

One of the running themes in "humans are space orcs" circles is the idea that humans will bond with anything. I can think of plenty of stories of humans making friends with wild animals, alligators, predators, creatures that aliens would immediately recognize as too dangerous for contact. But I was reading a story about two orangutans released back into the wild today and there's a certain element to that story I haven't seen so often: humans will bond with animals regardless of whether the bond is reciprocal.

For every story of a human making friends with some unlikely creature, there are dozens of stories of conservation specialists tranquilizing animals, tending to their wounds or illness, and releasing them because they're too dangerous to handle consciously. Stories of tagging birds of prey and timber wolves and Siberian tigers. Fat Bear Week? Any of those bears would rip your face off without hesitation. But they're round and fluffy and intimidating and beautiful and we love them even though they hate us. We make an effort to protect our monsters, because we love our monsters.

Imagine an alien planet that's experiencing ecological degradation. Their flora is dying, and they can't figure out why. And, offhandedly, in a diplomatic mission, an allied planet mentions that humans have successfully reversed similar devastation on Earth. So they reach out and Earth sends some experts to check it out. And what do they suggest? Reintroducing an apex predator that used to be a scourge against alien settlements. The species still exists in other regions of the planet, but it is slowly disappearing outside of its native habitat.

The aliens are askance. They've told bedtime stories to their young of these creatures: how they tear apart their prey, how they've eaten their organs and rip apart their homes. Some suggest that it's a trick—that the humans are trying to prompt them into destroying themselves.

But there are many alien cultures on this planet, with many different stories and some of them agree. The world watches in anticipation as the humans help their predators. They seek them out, these fearless otherworlders, putting them to sleep and tending their wounds. They keep track of the beasts, not to harm them, but to protect them.

At first the doomsayers' prophecy seems to come true. The predators devour prey animals like a feast, like a slaughter to people who have never been so close to the circle of life. But then, slowly, not over months but over years, comes change. The prey no longer eat the leaves and buds of every tree; some are left to bloom and fall. The refuse rots in the dirt, and the floods cease as the soil grows thick with compost and rotted bone, thick enough to hold water. The shapes of rivers change to protect their surroundings from the rain. The pollinators rebound.

Decades later, other cities and nations begin to accept this human myth of "conservation." Champions arise, alien champions, now, who go into the depths of the wilderness and the seas to protect those predators from the apathy of time.

Not all of them make it. This is something else the humans teach. Sometimes the tranquilizers are not enough. Sometimes the timing is wrong. Sometimes accidents happen. And when they do, the aliens look to humans for an answer for why they should protect these creatures who have killed those they love?

"Because they knew the risks," the humans say. "Because they would be the first to speak to save them. Because they taught you to see the beauty in the wild and you must not close your eyes."

So, despite themselves, they don't.

#humans are space orcs #earth is space australia #humans are space australians #this wasn't originally about steve irwin #but it turned into being about steve irwin #i'm crying about stingrays now #it's fine

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

The Man 6

Warnings: non/dubcon, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Character: mob!Lloyd Hansen

Summary: a demanding customer complicates more than your work life.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging ❤️

You stare at your phone. It can’t be. After everything else going wrong, you can’t deal with Floyd. It suddenly makes sense why he was messing around with your phone. Ew, he’s kind of a creep.

You don’t answer and put the phone away. Well. You have no money, you’re about to have no home, and your milk is spoiled. Don’t panic. You can figure this out. You’re an adult, aren’t you?

First, go to the bank. You need milk. Once you have a coffee, you’ll worry about the whole eviction thing. You leave the convenience store and open Maps to look for the nearest bank kiosk. Not too far, one block. At least you’re getting your steps in.

You follow the directions on screen and turn to cross the road. You’re so distracted, you forget to look both ways and nearly get hit by a gleaming bumper. You wave a head but don’t look up. You need to get to the bank.

You come up to the pulsing blue dot and glance around. Huh. You don’t see a bank. You turn around and face the ATM built into the side of the building. Oh goddang! You walked to a bank machine, not a bank. Is it you? Are you the problem?

You drop your shoulders. Alright. You’ll just try again. You scroll to the next location and spin around, nearly colliding with a new wall. Oh, not a wall, a person.

You look up at Mr. Henson as he watches you with a line between his brows. Somehow, you’re not very surrpised. This guy is everywhere. It’s almost like he has no hobbies.

“Oh, hi, sorry, excuse me, I’m just on my way to the bank--”

“Ah, running short? Need me to spot ya?” He raises his hand, showing a black credit card.

“Um... noooo,” you utter in confusion. The other day, you ran off after calling him names. You really don’t believe he’s changed his stripes. He’s still a snarling tiger getting ready to feast. “Thanks, but I--”

“Things are tight. Job market’s trash, housing isn’t any better, and those banks,” he whistles and puts his card away, “they like to fuck around, don’t they?”

You look at him, scrunching your face up.

“Y-yeah. Weirdly, I did just get a notice to...” your voice trails off. “Why are you bugging me?”

“Bugging you?” His brows pop up and he guffaws, “oh, sweet lips, you’re funny, you know that?”

“Yeah, I know few jokes but--”

“Think a little harder, cupcake,” he lowers his timber and stares at you.

You blink and wet your lips, pushing them together. Think about what?

“Look, about yesterday--”

“I’m talking about today,” he insists.

“Sure, uh...”

“Do I really need to spell this out for you?”

“Spell what out?” You cringe, clawing for some hint of what he means.

“Your bank card isn’t working, right?” He asks, you nod. “You’re getting evicted.” Another nod. “You have no job.”

You make a face, “yes, okay. Rub it in. Alright. I get it. You’re some important guy and I’m a loser. Don’t worry. You own this city but I think I’m on my way out.”

He sighs and presses his fingers flat on either side of his nose. He drops them and opens his eyes again, “it was me. I’m the reason you—Don't you understand what I can do to you? I got you fired, kicked out, and poor in one day. What else do you think I could do?”

Your chest hollows out and your stomach lurches. What? Him? He just doesn’t stop.

“Sir, what—why would you—I'm sorry I called you a meanie. I was upset and the coffee, I tried--” You sniffle and shudder out a half-sob, “I didn’t mean to.”

“Yeah, well, you shoulda shut those sweet lips and opened those ears, huh?” He grins, “look, cupcake, you’re not going anywhere. You try to run back to your family, I’ll find you. Your mom’s a good lady, you shouldn’t trouble her. She doesn’t make enough teaching brats to put up with another one.”

“My mom—how--”

He spins his finger in the air, “catch up, honey bun. Alright? This is it. I’ll lay it out real clear for you, right now. You have no money, no home, you have nothing. You are nothing.” He jabs his finger at you, “so, I can solve all your problems and make you something.”

You look around. There’s really no way out. He’s a psychopath. You think. You don’t really know the difference between that and sociopath.

“Are you like CIA or something?” You ask.

He scoffs and flinches, “oh man, you are something else. Really, each time you open that mouth, I’m blown away by the idiocy. Rather just get blown, you get it?”

You shake your head and pout.

“Look, I think we can sort this out, Floyd. Really, I’m really sorry and I understand now. I get it. You’re very important and I messed up. I’m nothing and I did everything wrong. And from the bottom of my heart, I apologise. So, can I please have my life back?” You say, “I think we’d both be happier if we just went on our way and never saw each other again.”

His eyes dart away and he stares into the distance. Exasperation wrinkles above his brow and he looks back to you, hands on his hips, “too late, buttercup. So, let me put it as plain as I can. You don’t get a choice. You belong to me now. Just like everything else in this city. You are mine.”

“You can’t... do that.”

“I am doing that,” he insists. “Another thing,” he raises his hand, showing his palm, “it’s Lloyd.” He emphasizes the consonants of his name, “Lloyd Hansen. You can call me sir or Mr. Hansen. Hell, if we’re getting frisky, you can call me daddy.”

“Ugh,” you groan in disgust and curl your lip.

“Ugh?” He mimick the noise, “I’m about to--” He shakes his hand and sucks in the end of his sentence, “fine. Show, don’t tell. Got it.”

You cry out as suddenly he lunges at you. He grabs you by the back of the neck and hauls you forward down the sidewalk. He marches beside you as you writhe and paw at his large hand. You whimper, helpless as pedestrians move out of your path.

“Your mouth got you into trouble, now let’s see if it can get you out,” he growls.

#lloyd hansen #dark lloyd hansen #dark!lloyd hansen #lloyd hansen x reader #the man #the gray man #drabble #series #au #mob au