Jim Lake Jr. @eclipseprevailed-a - Tumblr Blog

crazycometspecular

My edgy mind went bonkers over the concept of a dark Jim,,, so my hands did the work

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valentimmy

hi

“ i seriously want you to throw something right at my face ”

@descendant-of-saporia

“...What?”

Did he hear her right? Why would he do that? Why would she want him to do that? It was a weird request.

“Sorry, uhh, can you repeat that? Not sure I heard you right.”

#descendant-of-saporia

"Wait. If your mom's so bad at cooking... if i taught her how to roast a nyarlagroth egg... does that mean it'd taste good by law of paradox?"

@katanamasako

“I wish it worked that way,” Jim answered with a nervous smile. “Buuut I’m pretty sure mom would just make it lethal.”

#katanamasako

shannonosketches

Strickler: Take this, it will help you be mean

Jim: What is this

Strickler: Troll Cocaine

Jim: What

Strickler: Troll Cocaine

Strickler: Do not tell your mother

shannonosketches

#I get the feeling Nomura would have ZERO qualms about telling Barbara

We truly missed an opportunity not putting them back on Barb’s radar sooner

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outofcontextarcadia

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Accept it Jim at least taste it! If you don’t like it order takeout!

Barbara’s Cooking Chronicles || Anon

“No way! I am NOT gonna risk damaging my taste buds. And I’ve eaten socks!”

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barbaralake:

“SPACOS! Spaghetti…tacos. Alright, look, I’ve been running double shifts and haven’t had time to run to the grocery store. This is what happens when I get a little liberal with the leftovers.”

Mom, no.

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"Listen Jim, honey, I accidentally put confectioner's sugar instead of onion powder in the hamburger meat, and if you can think of a way to save this, let me know."

@barbaralake

Jim gave a dumbfounded look for a moment while his brain processed what she just said. How... How did she even make that mix-up? He shook his head and sighed.

“Why don’t I make us something... edible, and you,” he paused. No way he was letting her near the kitchen. “Well, you just sit and relax, mom. You deserve it.”

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squabasaurus

Inspired by this post by @dabimaeus

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Starter Call || @breweress

Jim stood, looking over Arcadia Oaks from his position atop a hill. It was a beautiful place this time of night. All of the streetlights were on, but there was a stillness. Few people out at this hour meant he could walk around a bit, which he would argue was to keep an eye on and protect the people of Arcadia, but... It was nostalgia that ushered him to walk the streets. Even if that meant keeping to the sidewalks and ducking out of view if needed.

He missed his old life...

He hadn’t had much time to churn that though, however. The scent of goblins was so thick it struck him as he walked into its path. With a wave of his hand-- as if it would help any-- and a scrunched nose, he turned to where the stench was coming from.

There was a lady walking, seemingly totally oblivious to the danger following behind her. He couldn’t risk being seen... But he couldn’t risk letting someone die, either. So he jumped to action.

“Look out!” he shouted, raising his sword just as he’d gotten between the woman and a goblin’s charge. “Stick behind me and watch out!”

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Like for a starter!

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Hi Jim how are you?

Anon