god rewatching the clips and just. the murder mystery gift was so fucking funny.
pac, mike, richarlyson, and foolish were just tazing each other before the ceremony for no reason and out of NOWHERE went "hey, what if we leave a dead body at the wedding with no explanation? just kill one of us and wait for someone to find it?" and everyone agreed. "yes, this is a normal and fun thing to plan. of course, let's do it right away." then they made a whole murder mystery, with evidence on the body and a mysterious shack in the woods. also they tried to frame it on slime for some reason??? after setting it up they all just sat in the wedding venue like "why did we do that?" "no fucking clue. i think it was the tazers."
and then they followed through and did it anyways. and the groom did indeed thoroughly enjoy it as a wedding gift.
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Hii, I'm here to drop a request~
Okay so, i have a thing for self-distrustive characters. Here's the idea: give me a self-harming hero who is too weak to act on it alone and willingly surrenders themselves to villain assuming (hoping maybe) they would torture them for information. Villain tho reluctant, doesn't hesitate to hurt the hero not too seriously tho. But for our self distrustive hero whatever the villain is doing is not enough to make them feel the relief they're seeking so~ let it slip out. Let them thoughtlessly cry out for more. And then give me a shocked villain. A concerned, regretful and lastly caring enough to treat their wounds villain. Give me an unresponsive to the villain's treatment hero. If you'd like to ass anything feel free <3
Much love to you friend, stay hydrated, we love you ~<33
It wasn’t like it didn’t hurt.
It just didn’t hurt enough. That’s why the hoarse please had slipped from their tongue. And it was why the weak more followed. Judging from their actions, the villain hadn’t heard it right away but when the hero cried harder, the villain’s hands came to a stop.
They’d broken three fingers, not to mention the shattered ankle. What had happened to their ankle had felt just but once the villain had moved on to their fingers, the hero had secretly begging them to break harder bones, like their collarbone or maybe even their ulna. It was sick, they knew it in their heart. It was maniacal and disturbing to feel like this.
Heroes were supposed to save people, even if their own well-being came in last. Saving themselves counted too.
The villain let go of their hand, eyes darting between the hero’s.
“What did you just say to me?” The villain’s hands went through the hero’s hair, getting a full grip of them, pulling them up.
The hero thought about their broken ankle. About how they wouldn’t be able to walk for weeks, maybe even a few months…? They always concentrated on the pain, rather than the period it took place in. By the time old pain faded, the hero always managed to get themselves into new trouble.
Letting injuries heal had never been an option. The villain let go of them.
It was hard. It was hard to lie there and accept their defeat, the fact that the villain had found out about their secret and more importantly, that they had stopped bruising the hero.
“Please,” the hero sobbed. “I can’t do this anymore.”
Their nose was running and their tears gathered together, falling down their cheeks like raindrops from the sky. Breathing was hard, their lungs felt frail from these past months and the world came crashing down around them.
When their sobs echoed from the walls, they felt truly defeated, humiliated, and the pain wasn’t enough to forget that.
For a moment, nothing happened. Neither of them said anything. All that was left in the room were the villain’s questions and the quiet sobs the hero made. Feeling overwhelmed by the horribleness of it all, the hero rolled themselves into a little ball, crying into their torn sleeve. They were ready for everything. Ready to die, ready to be bled, to be beaten, anything.
“Hey, easy there.” Once again, the villain combed their fingers through the hero’s hair but this time it was much more gentle and softer, leaving the hero with the taste of bile on their tongue. They braced themselves for new pain, impatiently waiting for the lashing out and the violent actions but nothing of that sort came. Quite the opposite: the villain scratched their scalp softly.
“Darling, what happened to you?” Their nails scraped across the hero’s skin, taking their time. It was oddly comfortable. Even though their muscles ached, they looked up at the villain crouching above them.
“Please,” the hero begged again. “Please hurt me.”
The villain was silent, biting their inner cheek as if they were considering it. But when they answered with a tender “no,” all hopes the hero had were crushed.
“Please.”
“You’re a mess. Hurting you seems to be what you want. I don’t want to give you what you want,” they explained. They wiped away a tear. “Don’t mistake this for compassion. This is me controlling your desires. This is me taunting you.”
They pulled the hero who had exhausted themselves and was completely defenceless into their arms.
“And this is me wanting information. Why did you say that?” They held them close and embarrassingly enough, it dawned on the hero how touch-starved they were.
“I am so alone,” they whispered. They mumbled the words, not even believing their own mouth for saying it. No one was supposed to hear this. “I am so alone.”
They started sobbing again. It was hopeless. The villain was the only comfort they had — even now that they weren’t hurting them.
“You will never be alone with me,” the villain said carefully. “I’ll make sure of that. Now, come on. Let’s treat your wounds.”
In all honesty, the hero had never done that. They weren’t sure if there were rules to it.
“If this is you taunting me,” the hero said, “then why do you want to treat my wounds?”
The villain gave them a grim look that didn’t leave room for protest.
“I’m asking the questions, not you.”
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Hi
Ok, now that wolf jay is 80% canon, imagine that once this is over and he is back in the Team. The wolf suit (even beter if they can turn into wolves) has side efects like dog like behavior, howling or cool fangs.
ok for starters, if we actually do get wolf jay then wolf jay is becoming to me what snake jay is to half the fandom. he will be a dogboy always and forever.
so, turns out being powered up by ancient wolf-themed magic or whatever has some side effects! i love thinking about him with more animalistic behaviour!! i think while he has amnesia this is definitely more prevalent because hes a bit out of it. sort of like a wounded/sick animal; hes more aggressive, paces when stressed/frustrated, outright snarls and probably bites if hes grabbed in a fight. when hes back in the team this behaviour dies down but still surfaces when hes in a particularly bad mood or out-of-it.
howling is such a funny one. i can imagine him waking up the entire monastery because hes howling at the moon at 2am and nya is sent out to go retrieve her boyfriend from the roof. similarly on funny and mildly-inconvenient things, i bet he gets the urge to chase Everything. whenever a rabbit runs past the team, someone (probably cole) has to grab jays shoulder to stop him from running after it.
finally, re: physical changes, fangs are obviously a must. i can imagine him being not-quite vegetarian but not eating much meat at all previous to becoming a dogboy, but now he rivals wyldfyre (terrifying). i also like giving him a tail as you can tell from my art post.. it wags whenever hes happy or interested and nya thinks its the cutest thing ever.
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i know its very likely that icicle did not care for sora at all, even more likely that she probs disliked sora, but that still wont stop me from headcanoning that she wanted to befriend her
like. imagine it. icicles all "ugh this school sucks it's such a stupid idea to think that all the dragon tribes can get along. especially since, idk, maybe we just got out of a war?? i could be climbing the ranks rn or training to kill the queen" and then she walks in her dorm cave and sees sora, a mudwing.
and shes like " omfg they put me with a mudwing?? r they stupid or did they just decide to ignore how we were enemies in the war?? "
but then she starts talking to sora and is like " yo tbh i kinda vibe with her calm personality. she's so shy and quiet its weird compared to the icewings back home. i dont feel like i need to prove i'm better than her like i need to prove i'm better than snowfall and crystal. i don't feel like i need to compete with her for a rank like i have to do with the other icewing dragonets. i feel like i can be chill around her, like i don't need to be 'princess icicle' and i can just be. well. icicle. "
" she's also a middle child, she also fought in the war, and she also lost an older sibling. we relate sm despite our very different personalities. maybe jma's philosophy isn't so stupid and maybe if i befriend more dragons from other tribes i'll find more who can relate to me— "
and then sora tries to kill her .
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Ok, this is mostly bc I realized we've only seen Sally being passive, but how is she able to hypothetically rip apart larger puppets limb from limb? (if the captions with Howdy hold water with other puppets)
(Slight Mutilation Warning Ahead: Puppet Edition)
they absolutely hold So Much water! it's a combination of a couple things!
a) Nightlight!Sally is really Strong. i'd liken to her to a chimp, as much as i hate them. despite being smaller than people, they're absurdly powerful. when it comes to Her, this comes from a mix of hysterical strength and something Else i've been pondering but don't want to solidify yet, so shh dont worry bout it. it's also much easier to tear fleece & cotton/stuffing than, uh, Biological materials.
b) none of the puppets are really prepared for violence? they've lived in an idyllic world where true, visceral violence likely hasn't even been a Thought in anyone's minds. like, you watch videos of people get attacked by like... raccoons or rats and they visibly Lose because they panic! they aren't prepared! they don't wanna fight! so the much smaller creature wins. They Don't Know How To Fight, Or Fight Back.
b.1) also, Nightlight!Sally is still... Sally. she's still their dear friend. i know that if a close friend attacked me, i'm not sure i'd be able to bring myself to do much other than defend/flee. i wouldn't wanna hurt them even if it meant protecting myself. hence why Wally avoids all confrontation with her & can't protect his friends from her. he can't hurt his neighbor.
b.2) there's also the shock factor. imagine you wake up from a pleasant dream to an absolute nightmare reality. Boom, automatically thrown way off your rhythm. then one of your close buddies looks Fuckin Weird, Are You Okay? and other crazy shit is happening! you're freaking out!! then your Close Friend Who's Off is suddenly slashing at you and BOOM, your arm's gone & your entire brain is scrambled from shock and fear and "?!?!?!?!?!". plus, i doubt the puppets know they're full of stuffing. seeing yourself sliced open and white fluff spilling out has gotta be just. so Unpleasant on principle.
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CLAWS BABEY! RIP TEAR AND SHRED! those sharp grippers are perfect for piercing and ripping! puppet fleece is Paper to her!
her fighting method is attack wildly until the threat stops making noise! it's very hard to defend oneself from it! imagine those cartoon bits where a cat attacks someone and its just a Flurry of Unbeatable Violence
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