#whyd you do that buddy

[saintfrenetic]

they call me mr. overthinker because, well....i shan't say

[bearbug55]

my favorite parts of the “meet the plastics” animatic for my hs au

aka oz hypes himself up and has a sloppy makeout with his own ego for a while. part 1 because god do i love my own work

boy why you so. dramatic

self explanatory

cartoon villain ass. looks like hes about to monologue his whole plan and then cackle about it

GET A JOB. GET AWAY FROM HER part 1

did you just. did you just shove our girlfriend

DID YOU JUST SHOVE OUR FUCKING GIRLFRIEND

he is so smug i love him.

boy why u so dramatic part 2. And his “mhm thats right honey” ass nodding buddy

sammy baby why are you tweaking

sammy why r u

oh thats why

Whyd you draw him with bulging muscles sammy is there something u need to tell us?

[lowkeyrobin]

HIIYA!! may I request a Monty x reader who used to be an owl? Like how he used to be a crow? Ty!!

ooo yeah okay!! ; I tried my best w this one cause it was a little hard for some reason?? idk I just couldn't think of shit lmfaooo ; but thanks for requesting!! I love seeing ur user in my inbox lol ; hope you enjoy!

MONTY FINCH ; bird buddies

summary ; you were an owl, he was a crow

warnings ; language

word count ; 262

masterlist

you bond a lot over the whole bird thing

being human is not easy bro

you often reminisce on being small and being able to fly

being a human is definitely easier than being a bird, like scavenging for food or not being able to be understood by humans

but there is something inside you both that's like "I love being human cause I love having complicated emotions and relationships but being a bird was so much more simple"

"if esther ever tries to feed me bugs again, im gonna hurt someone"

"whyd she even try..."

but he loves how much he can bond with you

like no one else understands how hard it is to change species overnight and just have to fit in like that

goodnight.

but you try a lot of new things together

like trying hobbies, trying new food, etc etc

you both came to realize really quick that life has so so so much more to offer as humans

you guys do that 🤯 type look when you see something new / something that looks cool

"what is that?"

"i dunno but I'm getting it"

you get phones together (thanks to niko)

oh my lord

they're so confusing but SO FUN

he gets addicted to cut the rope and toca boca games

meanwhile you're obsessed with spotify and making playlists / finding new songs to listen too to make him listen

"whats hooters?"

"owl food? maybe?"

"you wanna try it? if it has an owl on the logo it must be good"

"okay"

THE duo of all time

[ummm0pi]

Pretty Girl (not proofread) pt. 2 maybe?? soon?? idk

For the past few weeks you’ve been paranoid… there’s a killer thats been making the rounds. The entire town is struck with fear, especially you… all alone in your tiny house. ”fuck…” you mutter to yourself. You worked closing shift, it’s 12:25am, and your coworker who was SUPPOSED to be a safe buddy and walk home with you ditched you to hang with her “boyfriend”. You gather up all your courage and walk down the dark alley that leads to your house. “i’ll be okay. i’ll be okay. i’ll be okay. what are the chances anything will happen to ME”. you turn quickly when you hear a rustle and gasp, your eyes focus in on a figure… a cat? “pst pst pst, cmere pretty girl…” you let out a sigh when you realize it’s just the cat that lives in the alley. you’d take her in but she seems to love being outside. you bend down and giggle when you think how trivial it would be to think you were being followed by a killer. “where’ve you been pretty girl… i haven’t seen you in a while”

you tilt your head and mutter to yourself… “pretty girl… when will i be someone’s pretty girl”. you quickly shake the thought away as you realize you shouldn’t be out so long.

you unlock your front door quickly and shut it behind you as you walk in “mm..” you stretch your arms and legs as you place your keys down. right when you’re about to sit on your couch your phone rings… UNKNOWN CALLER ID. A shiver runs up your spine as you get a bad feeling… you quickly decline the call and look to make sure you locked the front door. “hah.. it’s okay, i’m being dramatic… it’s just a phone call”. Not even a minute later you get another phone call… UNKNOWN CALLER ID. You frown and muster up the courage to answer.

“Hello?”

“…”

“Is anyone there… look it’s almost 1am and i’m tired. if this is a prank call it isn’t funny, i’m blocking your fucking num-“

“you shouldn’t do that.”

you feel the blood drain from your face, you feel like there’s a huge pit in your stomach… you wanna hang up, but you can’t. you’re paralyzed with fear.

“cat got your tongue? mm?”

“who… who is this. this isn’t funny.”

“oh i never said it was baby… you sound so scared… so quiet”

your entire body is shaking, you chest feels tight, you can’t breathe.

“you gonna say anything?? how about you tell me about your favorite horror movie, hmm?”

you gasp and break out of your paralyzed states. you hang up the phone and quickly block the number. “fuck fuck fuck fuck what do i do”

you run around like a headless chicken, not even sure what you’re trying to accomplish. you halt all your movement when you hear a knock. you snap your head to the front door. no… it didn’t come from there… you feel your heart drop… it’s coming from inside… the bathroom? the bedroom? you stand there for a second, unsure of what to do. run out the front door or look… “i’m just hearing things, i’m being paranoid”

before you could make a decision you hear the bedroom floors creak then a figure quickly lunge out at you.

“WHYD YOU HANG UP THE PHONE. I TOLD YOU THAT YOU SHOULDNT DO THAT”

your body reacts before your brain. you scream and run for the front door. it’s so close, only a few feet away, just one more step. no no no wait i’m so close. your vision becomes blurry, your head is pounding. so close yet so far… he grabbed you by the hair and pulled you down, head smacking against the ground.

“p- please…” you groan and bring your hands to your head, trying to soothe the throbbing. your vision clears and you gasp. a white mask… the mouth elongated… like a scream, right before you.

“awh baby… if you had just listened you wouldn’t be in this situation”. he spits out baby to you in a mocking tone, it should be filled with love and warmth but you’re focused on the large knife that he’s waving in front of your face, glistening in the moon light.

“m’sorry… please don’t hurt me… so sorry…” you let out pathetic sobs as you beg for your life, terrified of the masked man’s intention… the killer… the infamous ghostface.

“too late… whatever happens now is your fault”. His tone hardened. Chills run down your spine. This is the end.

“nono please i’ll do anything, please i… i don’t wanna die”. you go silent as he hold up his index finger to his mask in a shushing motion. he suddenly grabs your chin, squishing your cheeks so hard it’s bound to leave bruises if you even make it out alive.

“anything..? mm…” you stare up with doe eyes, hoping that he’ll let you live. “don’t move.”

you groan as he harshly pulls your head to the side, exposing your neck. you squeeze your eyes shut and quietly sob as you feel his knife make contact with your skin. He winces as he adds just enough pressure to break skin and draw up beads of blood. you gasp when you feel his tongue makes contact with the cut he made.

“god… maybe i’ll be nice since you’re being so good now…” you hear the knife hit the floor as he throws it across the room. you gasp when you feel his hands slowly trace the sides of your hips then harshly grip them.

“no- no wait anything but this… please don’t i’ll do anything, ANYTHING but this”. your body quickly reacts and your hands lunge towards his to stop his advances. how you quickly regretted that. you watch as he pulls a plastic bag out from under his long black robe. You thrash and try to push him away. This is the end. You feel him adjust his knees to either side of your waist, his weight keeping you pinned down as he places the bag over your face. you scratch at his hands and attempt to pull his face off, to no avail. your vision slowly starts to fade to black, stars painting the back of your eyelids. suddenly you feel yourself being pulled back to life. you swallow down as much air as you can, coughing and tears stinging your eyes in the process.

“your only other option is to die baby… you really want that?” he places the bag over your face again before you can fully catch your breath. your limbs starting to become weak, your body giving up on you. you don’t want to die, but oh you’re so tired. then he pulls that bag off again. you cringe as you cough so hard your nose stings. he lets out a hearty laugh. if it were under different circumstances you think your heart would’ve melted at such a laugh, but no. He’s laughing at your suffering.

“you already giving up so easily? that’s borinnnngggg” he sounds almost childish, as if it’s a game to him. it is a game to him. “mm”

he tilts his head to the side as if he’s thinking. before you know it the bag is over your face a third time. the same sensations coming over you. he’ll take the bag off again. he’s messing around, but the bag never comes off. you feel yourself fading off into black. “is there an after life? hah… at least i don’t have to go back to work”. your thoughts start slowing down. it’s dark. it’s quiet.

[sad-stucky-shipper-107]

MAN THESE ELRICS ARE INSANE. LITERALLY

AYYY THE BOYS ARE SO SMART. BOTH OF THEM.

SHE JUST DIED WTF?!

OH MY GOD THESE ARE BBY;S THEY ARE COLD AND HINGRY SOMEONE FEED THEM AND WRAP THEM IN A BLANKET

BRO WTF WHERE ARE THE CPS OH MY GOD. ARE THESE CHILDREN OKAY?!

I am once again asking a therapist and a social worker to come get these children

Do not know shit about Alchemy but thats GOTTA be some mad talent

Buddy r u sure u wanna give a government position to people who just tried to do necromancy?

Before I started watching Fullmetal Alchemist all I knew abt the show was that there was a Guy named Roy Mustang and that he was gonna cause problems. On purpose

Granny told him, 'Son u wanna be a state alchemist, ur gonna have to kill ppl. And Ed straight up said, Ok and?'

My guy is Metal AF. (Pun intended)

Buddy, honey, sweetie, sugar-pie. THIS IS NOT A COMPETITION OH GOD YOU HAVE SO MANY ISSUES

Why is the mecha suit doing Karate?

How old is this guy again?

OH GOD * sob * OH MY GOD THIS ALPHONSE GUY IS SUCH A GOOD BROTHER. OH MY GOD * more sobbing *

THEY LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH OH GOD

Whyd u burn down ur house like damn. girlies u burnt down housing? IN THIS ECONOMY?!

HE IS….. SO COOOL….. SDFJSLKFJSLKFJSDKLFJ

WHO TF THIS HOHENHEIM GUY

HOW IS HE GETTIN THE TIME TO DRAW THESE

WAIT THATS A GIRL?!

WOWOWOW I THINK THIS JUST FURTHER EMPHASIZES WHAT A PRODIGY ED IS

WoW what a shocking plot twist, no one could have seen this coming, i am so shocked

ED JUST STR8 UP KILLED A MAN

[ashenberry]

super funny that they waited for venom to wake up to do the cosmetic surgeries. Buddy wasn’t getting a choice in the matter whyd you wait

[sheepaleepz]

1, 4, 10, 18, and 23 + Venigni for the character ask thingy (o^∀^o)

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

i love characters that are super full of themselves but have the skills to back it up. or characters that have complete confidence in their own abilities. he fits that bill perfectly. he reminds me a lot of papyrus actually and i think that’s why i like him so much. also i think it’s funny that he’s kinda set up to be a red herring, just a little, but he ends up just being your buddy your guy your pal. also his accent is hilarious and his voice actor’s line delivery is super good. some of the dialogue in this game is clunky but i feel like the voice actors really know how to make it sound natural

4: If you could put your character in another piece of media, what would it be?

First thing that came to mind was Genshin. I feel like he could slot super well into that universe. I think he’d either have an electro or cryo vision (cryo tends to be given to people who’ve lost something? in my observation of the game?). and then a sword with a flashy fighting style. he’d be the first playable character that actually has facial hair and i think that’s impressive HEHSHFJGH

10: Could you be best friends with this character?

Maybe not BEST friends but i’d enjoy his company. I think part of his overconfidence is him putting on a slight performance for people, so i think i’d have a hard time picking that up, but i’d appreciate it nonetheless. Could probably only handle him once in a while, but hey, only super rich person i’d be ok with hanging out with /j

18: A relationship they have in canon with another character that you admire?

I think him and Pulcinella are so sweet. And I find it hilarious already that venigni is basically batman. pulcinella being a surrogate father figure to him is really cute. and then (depending on your headcanons) venigni serving as a sort of guardian figure to p in turn is just *chef’s kiss*

23: Favorite Picture of this character?

WHYD THEY MAKE HIM SO HOT HELLO

HES SO COOL

ask game

[cloudysfluffs]

do you have any headcanons for the funny puppets? would you like to share them with us maybe? :)

AHHHSDJFKLHJKSD hello anons i am SOOOOO sorry that its taken so long to answer this but hi yes i do!!!!!!!!!! i would love to tell you all about them :)

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the main three are all 100% a lee leaning switches sorry i make the rules

Red:

-oh boy. this fucking GUY,

-he is so cute its NOT EVEN FUNNY. WHYD THEY MAKE HIM SO HOT ADORABLE. i want to Wreck Him and its a fucking crime that he’s the only one that ISNT CANNONICALLY TCKLISH. 

-he doesnt usually admit when hes in A Mood.at least not out loud. Duck is rlly competitive so sometimes all it takes to get himself wrecked is to just be a liittlle more challenging and it is OVER for him

-he doesnt emote too much, at least not outwardly? he tries to keep himself composed unless its a BIG emotion

-so whenever he giggles its kind of a big deal <3 he does a lot of hiding his face in his hands and turning his head away and no one understands why because you cant fucking see him blushing/smiling anyway

-hes a really smug ler though. he has the upper hand over pretty much everyone, being so much bigger

-he can toss/pin duck and yellow around super easily and (as much as duck will whine about it) they both love it its so fun

-big fan of raspberries :) hes the only one who can do them. duck cant cause of his beak and yellow just. he doesnt understand. he tries and it does not work

-very squirmy. has to keep being reminded that its ok bc he keeps shoving his lers off

-cheer up tckles are his JAM. specifically on the receiving end i mean

-whenever hes bummed out, his buddies always know that it means he wants to be held and reassured and maybe tckled a little <33333

Duck:

-despite the fact that he is OBVIOUSLY a huge lee, he’s most often the ler of the house!

-but hes super annoying about it

-’’you guys cant get me because IM the best one :)))’’ ‘’somebodys jeaaalouuus :) jealous of me being leeerrrr :))’’

-red is his favorite target of course, but thats just because he loved hearing him laugh :o) watching him go from composed to all gigglygnb melts his heart <333

-usally he will start complaining if you so much as put a hand on his shoulder because he HAAATTTESSS being touched but that is ALL out the window when red and or tckling is involved

-he is so so cuddly when he wrecks red. he hugs him and nuzzles into his stomach and his sides and ruffles his big fluffy fur <3333 what a nuisance

-is the WHINIEST lee in the whole world. will act like hes dying if hes not getting tickled right that sectond

-will bitch and moan to red until hes annoyed into getting him. tugs on his shirt and lays dramatically over the furniture

-whenever hes flustered/mad his feathers will fluff up like a baby chicken and it makes his intimidating factor go way down

-he has a habit of flapping his wings really hard when getting tckled and it gets feathers everywhere and they all hate cleaning it up. except for yellow who collects them :) 

Yellow:

-probably has the least amount of ler in him in the house

-prob had to be taught what tckling was since OBVIOUSLY roy and lesley never got him (at least not while he was alive)

-but he has a sort of nostalgia attached to tckling.......like a super distant memory.....

-loves the fun playful affectionate aspect the most. he feels super close to all his housemates when theyre tckling each other !!!! :o3 theyr all his best friends

-if he wants to play he will usually just ask for it?? but sometimes he cant find the words so just tries to tckle one of the homies

-it always works bc they all love playing with him too :3

-loves ducks feathers and reds raspberries the most. really gentle stuff makes him super happy

-after they play they usually nap in a big pile if they have nothin going on

[gustingirl]

Now that I'm thinking about it idk if I'm more pissed at the writers of DPS or my parents who let me watch the movie with no warning despite KNOWING that the main reason I was watching it in the first place was BECAUSE of RSL

Anyway sorry you probably don't care I'm just very mad and very not okay whyd they have to do my boy like that bruh

that ending really does hit you like a fucking truck, right? lmao i feel you, buddy

jokes aside, i am absolutely sure the writers decided to make the audience completely fall in love with neil perry only for his death to hurt more, i hate them for that (but it is actually very smart)

also i very much do care

[kedreeva]

#wait hang on whyd you go from a 2 star volvidon quest to a 7 star almudron quest???? (via @archdemoning)

Because the first post is from March 28th, and the reblog is from April 8th, because she does this all the time.

because she must be paid attention to, at all times

It doesn't matter where I sit

and it doesn't matter where the blankie is

But if there's a choice of Mom's Lap or Blankie, there's only one answer

peafowl are extremely socially needy birds, they always want to be with others of their flock, with their best buddy, and young birds remain very close to their mothers or matriarch leaders until maturity and for the hens, often past that. Hand raised hens, like Bug here, are very demanding toddlers, with all the temper tantrums and fussiness and none of the hope that they will someday not be fussy toddlers. At least Bug, being a hen, will not grow up to be a horrifically aggressive monster, like male peafowl do when hand raised. She'll just get kinda snobby about it.

Trying to play Monster Hunter: Rise and SOMEONE could not stand not getting attention and was repeatedly scaling me with her sharp feet and launching herself from furniture until I put her big soft blanket in my lap and pet her.

[bonelessgoblin]

i love storms but man i hate losing power. whyd you have to do that buddy. not cool.

[larzvahamaki]

Bleeding

no really. i cut myself in multiple places and the blood is pretty much guching out. i think i cant even see anymore because the room is entireley filled with the blood that was in my body. u know how that works? it fucking dosent thats why they call me gizard with a flizard going mizard. My parrot will tell you to go fuck yourself and fly over to his girlfriends

i really wanna know how parrots mate and if one talks can it talk to the others? parrots.... yea gotta get one

so, taking my time, i like to make you trip out on my imagination.

the tall trees ate all the small ones, he needs a toothpick. yea hey buddy you got a branch stuck in your buckteeth. its not coming out it might be jammed. here, i brought a crowbar. you broke your tooth with the crowbar? whyd you do that? you took a big swing at the stick stuck? whatever, imma grab an iced latte and chill. ill call it, Latte and Chille. music is the age of the future. Idk when to go to bed. i like being up and all, but the writing really sets me free. my drawing has gotten to a point where it all pretty much looks the same but i can do it for a LONG TIME so im sure ill continue of ways to do art, like this right here.

[madmilez]

The angels are coming

"The angels are coming. " I heard my friend say this on a few occasions and I must admit, I liked the guy so much that I chose to ignore it for the most part. He was intelligent and I was starved for good conversation. Most of what we talked about was interesting and stimulating subject material with small bits of nonsense about the angels coming. This was something he came pre-programmed with, how he came to aquire such ideas was apparently from a source known as Jeff.

Before I met Jeff I did not like him. When I met him I liked him even less. To make things worse, he chose to appear at the most inopportune time. It was almost like he knew my friend was experiencing a moment of weakness and had come to exploit it.

The part I played was unintentional and unfortunate and I ended up losing my friend to some unseen force I cannot explain and would not wish to even try to understand.

We had been on a meth binge for days. Matt in particular had been up four days and it showed. At one point on day 4 he disappeared. I looked high and low and could not find him. Finally, after much time spent searching and stressing I located him in my truck which was parked in my garage. It was the middle of summer, the garage was hot, the truck was a furnace. I went in the garage and yelled for Matt not thinking he would be In there. To my surprise he rose up like a vampire from the cab of the truck drenched in sweat and grinning. I told him to come out before he cooked to death and he obliged.

My fatal mistake came when I noticed how high he was and thought it was a good idea to tell him to open his mouth where I placed 4 hits of paper acid. 'Here you go my friend, go insane!'

For the first couple hours he was fine. He sat nearby and listened to me talk to Bobby contented. At some point he started talking about Jeff coming over and next I knew, he did.

Jeff, the devils advocate, recruiter or souls. He was as Bat shit as I had anticipated. He kept it under wraps well but I was not fooled. I dealt with his presence for the sake of Matt. That is, until he took him.

Suddenly , Matt and Jeff were gone. I knew right off what happened. Jeff took Matt under some false pretense and there was no way to recover him.. I had no clue where they had gone.

It was not until the next day that Matt resurface. Bobby came with the news, ' Matt is back but he's not the same. Huh? What does that mean I thought as I headed to the room he was in.

"Whyd u do it man?" He said Indian style on the floor in the Attic rocking slightly back and forth not making direct eye contact with me. The question caught me off guard and initially I thought he was joking or perhaps still tripping. I asked him what he was talking about after thinking it over for several minutes. Apparently he was under the impression that I had done something wrong by him when in reality I had done nothing but the opposite. Well other than the whole giving him acid while up for 4 days thing.

When I made it clear that I had no idea what he was talking about and I did not have any idea what he was talking about he just shook his head as if I was clearly lying. This type of thing gets under my skin more than most other things I guess you could call it a pet peeve to be accused of things I did not do. But he was my buddy and I was intent on being patient and getting to the bottom of the situation. However the situation was something that I did not even have the ability to imagine yet somehow I was able to guess it.

After sometime of his obnoxious behavior I finally gave up this one on for a couple days and finally I had decided there was nothing I could do that my friend was just lost me. I questioned Jeff to see where they had gone when they left and could not get a straight answer nor could I get an answer from Matt. The only thing he was willing to say to me was why did I do it.

After some time went by that finally told me that him and Jeff had gone to a ceremony in which they laid hands on Matt. They prophesied over him and told him that he was going to die and that I was going to be the one to kill him. I asked him if he believed that and he told me that he did it had to be true being that it came from the angels. I had no clue what to say at this point in my defense but I did tell him that what he had described to me sounded like a gay orgy. I guess I was half joking but behind a good joke often lies truth. In this situation there was a lot of Truth as the place that they had gone was indeed to participate in a gay orgy.

This upset me on several levels however I'm not one to judge considering some of the terribly nasty things that I have been known to do. The primary difference being that most of the nasty things that I do involve myself and a woman. For him his poison was several men. To each their own after I thought it over I decided to let it go and to focus on the fact that I was upset he did not tell me he was gay. Like do you think I'm going to judge you you're my buddy I would have still been your friend even if you were gay is what I told him.

In spite of all that it was hard to look at him the same after that as you can imagine. And I felt partially responsible given the fact that I made him go insane. He was not in his right state of mind and I do not reply him being in his right State of Mind after I had given him that acid. Is it my fault he participated in a gay orgy no I don't think it is is it my fault that he was easily manipulated into participating in a gay orgy I'm not sure. Either way I felt I lost my buddy.

I kicked Jeff out and in doing so Matt followed him. I told him he should stay so I could look after him. But ultimately he is his own man and I could not force him. A few days went by and he returned and informed me that he had thought it over and even though I was destined to kill him he would gladly give his life to follow me until he died. Which seemed to me an awful lot like the thing a gay dude would say to another gay dude. Quite uncomfortable.

After that there was no me and Matt there was no me and him but being buddies. I told him he could stay at the house if he needed to but things were just weird after that. Later after having done some investigating into my phone, which I had frequently let him use over the course of his stay with me, I discovered that he had been having Communications with other men to which he was sending pictures of his penis and receiving pictures of other men's penises. One such conversation I had taken place while we were all together in the same room. He was telling the other guy that he was not alone all his friends were in the room with him but that he could not wait to well I'll just save you the details. I think you get the picture. And I must add I am sorry for having been the one to paint it.

[etoilesbienne]

when bbh told him he was locked up in prison his response was to go "aw buddy whyd they do that" i promise you. that is a man who just wants to be stimulated. and it usually involves gassing up his friends to do wild shit while he goes YAAAAY and jumps in after them

"etoiles is pro-code" "etoiles is anti-federation" i cannot stress enough etoiles does not care he's literally just running for his next adrenaline shot

[buckettkun]

i just got the funniest shit in my inbox holy fuck

[ariyadaivaris]

OH I SEE.......INTERESTING MATCHUP