#TP Great Fairy

[freezingwhitefire]

This one is fighting me a little but here is a small blurb of my current project that I am focusing on.

“What have you brought me this time? Another Hero to save?” She asked, her tone almost scornful.

He knew she disliked him for how he survived after his time should have passed and he accepted it. This was not the time for her dislike of him to stop what needed to be done though. So he shifted forms again, this time pushing further to assume a ghostly form that only ones with high magic potential could see.

“He was poisoned, I can fix it but he will not survive until I do so without help.”

“Why should I help?”

“Because if you don’t, the hero that saved us and defeated your trial will never be born.”

[misery-sandwich]

my favorite thing about twilight princess is that every character is so freaking cunty like look at them

[littlesakis-aubade]

Day 25 - Fairy

The Great Fairy in Twilight Princess. She’s gorgeous and ethereal! And I really love how different all the Great Fairies look across each game

[zeliavee-art]

Day 25 of linktober! Fairy

Couple of great ones here huhuh

[igneouswyvern]

The funniest thing about the zelda series to me is the way that the Great Fairy designs differ so WILDLY from game to game like

We got everybody's favorite ocarina of time design:

Nice and sexualized, skimpy clothing, weird ass hair, fucking massive in relation to link. Always hated this design, 1/10

(didn't intend to rate them when I started this post but here we are now ig)

You got the alttp and albw designs:

In the first one she looks all right, second one she looks like a child for some reason? Tiny. Barely any larger than link himself. How am I supposed to take her seriously 4/10

Breath of the wild design next:

Girl you are. HUGE. Hi????? Pretty oversexualized too like oh my god she is fantastic porn bait but like. I respect this design I'm ngl. Fucking massive sexy bastard could probably crush my head with her thumb and forefinger. 7/10

Twilight princess design:

Uh.....huh. Hey girl, how many wings you got there? Also would you mind putting on a shirt? Please and thanks? 3/10

Then we got wind waker:

????? Hello girl, may I ask, what the hell? Why do you have so many arms. Where are your legs. Fi lookin ass, kinda? Barely even looks like a fairy. 5/10

NOW. I JUST STARTED PLAYING MINISH CAP AND I FOUND OUT WHAT THE GREAT FAIRY'S DESIGN IS IN THAT GAME. AND I ALSO LOOKED AND FOUR SWORDS DESIGN IS THE SAME. MAY I PRESENT TO YOU:

Four swords/minish cap design:

Holy crap?????? Absolutely gorgeous. There's three and they're all based off of insects. But holy shit they look amazing. They're so regal and dignified, they don't look like children like the albw design, they're not oversexualized like oot and botw, they're beautiful. My jaw dropped when I saw the butterfly fairy in minish cap I was like holy fucking shit. THIS is what a great fairy should look like. So fucking beautiful. My wife I love her so much easiest 10/10 of my life

[veggiecorner]

I keep constantly thinking about how in the Twilight Princess manga Zelda has OoT Zelda's memories and regrets...and the emotions she was feeling seeing the hero shade

Thinking about how TP Zelda saw TP Link and thought of the hero of time, and how her ancestor passed on without knowing what happened to him. TP Zelda isn't her ancestor but she has her memories and TP Link isn't the hero of time yet whenever she sees him she's reminded? Do you think after the quest she calls him to a meeting to discuss the memories? To ask if he sees his ancestors memories as well? How would she even feel if he said he doesn't...

[sleepypeachii]

beat the cave of ordeals for the first time!! somehow did it on my first try but i was SWEATING

[knightowl-studios]

Reupload of some LoZ Great Fairies drawn for an anon, in response to a prompt request I'd set up to help me practice drawing people!

The BotW fairy was from imagination, but the TP one was a study of a photo from @/jookpubstock! I can’t find the pic on Tumblr and it seems to have been removed from dA as of now (October 2023), so unfortunately I can't link it here.

I decided to whip out the grid method for the study, which broke my brain a little and I had to put a lot of reference dots inbetween the lines to avoid disorientation…but it works suuuper well for studies and I can’t recommend that method enough if you’re an artist :]

[opiotes-hyperfixations]

Okay does anyone remember the Great Fairy in Twilight Princess who was topless and lived in the Cave of Ordeals? Like girl literally lived on level 15 or whatever of a dark-ass cave filled with monsters in the middle of the desert. That sucks.

[emotionallyattachednerd]

Pet Play | TP Predaking x f!human reader | NSFW 18+

Word count: 1600+

Warnings: Smut ( oral ), size difference and beast robot on human. NSFW 18+.

Notes: It's been a busy week! I felt the need for something more tender towards this human for Predaking. The reader does have a dragon tattoo on her shoulder, just pointing that out. Enjoy. 🥰

☕ Coffee

You're the kind of person that is off with the fairies quite often, day dreaming and creating scenarios in your mind of where you would like to be. People thought it strange, even your family and friends had told you to grow up, but you didn't see the point in doing that because it would mean you would be unhappy.

They want you happy, right?

Your friends invited you on a camping trip for the weekend, and what was supposed to be a great time didn't turn out like that for you. Once again you were daydreaming, talking to yourself, only for your friends for some reason to grow frustrated with you, saying it's not normal and why you have to behave so weird.

It breaks your heart and you storm out of camp needing time to yourself. You cry and stare at the midnight sky before deciding it's not worth staying anymore. Your so call friends try to stop you, saying they were sorry, but you don't listen and head back to your car.

You're just different from everyone else, and you didn't want to change.

Things though were about to change very dramatically for you though, and while you headed to your car you find yourself suddenly wrapped in large sharp talons and a giant beast that lets out a roar that cuts through the air. Your instinct reaction is to scream, right before darkness clouds you.

That's how you're here now, trapped with this giant metal beast that had kidnapped you, like a dragon kidnapping a princess. Your arm is bruised because you have been pinching yourself so much since your time here just to try and wake yourself up, but you still remain with the beast.

He hasn't hurt you, and you were too scared to try and escape. That was at the beginning. As time moved on you adjusted to the change, had time to think and even learn about the place you were in. You learned his name was Predaking, but only from another who called himself Shockwave, creepy guy, and even called you Predaking's new pet. So guess that's what you were.

Turns out robot aliens were real. You didn't see them often, being cooped up with Predaking, and you feel yourself adjusting to him and wanting to be with him. Sure, you miss home, but you try not to let that get to you.

What you found most curious was he had a strong fascination with your dragon tattoo on your shoulder, always nuzzling the area gently and letting out purrs, which you thought at first was delight but slowly started to reconsider that it might be sadness.

You sympathise with him. Perhaps he was lonely?

It's just like any other day when you wake up from a not needed nap to the sound of Predaking purring, vibrations sending shivers through it, a turmoil you weren't sure about, but let it happen as its soothing.

"Hey Predaking." You whisper fondly, you hand tenderly stroking one of his barbs against his muzzle. "You board? Yeah...I get that."

His nuzzling continues, as does the sounds he makes against you. It feels oddly nice, and you smile through a soft moan that turns into a giggle as he licks her side. "H-hey, that tickles."

Your giggling seems to peak his interest and glides his glossa against your side again, making another giggle sound from you, and another more rowdy. All you can do is wiggle and laugh against his barbs and glossa, surprisingly gentle, tickling your skin under your shirt.

"P-Predaking, please!"

However, this changes when you feel his glossa move lower against your thigh, riding under your skirt, and causing you to gasp from the strange sensation and freeze.

"Predaking?" You whisper his name, a little scared by what he was doing, but you can't stop your cheeks from warming up, feeling that little bit of goodness from the warm contact he gives.

His curiosity grows as he explores more, gliding more of his glossa against your inner thigh before a scent catches him, and drags it up against your panties than. You gasp sharply from the contact but you don't stop him, eyes wide as you stare at the grey ceiling.

Seeing you show no attempt to stop him he continues at the same area again, a purred moan leaving him as he continues this, liking your reactions and scent you are giving him.

By this point your panties are soaked, moist with your fluids and his own wetness. Your breath hitches as something jolts in you, soft mewls whimpering from your lips before you spread your legs more for him.

Your hands reach down, petting his helm and rolling your hips gently under his glossa that continues to press against your covered core. There's a part in your brain that's screaming that this was wrong, but you don't give a shit, you wanted more, a growing greed.

Shuffling yourself you tug down your panties from under your skirt and kick them away as his amber optics watch you, before going back in, and you have to cover your mouth to try and muffle a shout of arousal.

His glossa was so thick as it runs against your core and across your clit, juices flowing out more as you feel him lap at you as if he was hungry, eager for more.

Your soft moans increase as your eyes flutter close, body breaking out in goosebumps as your nipples perk through your top. Your hands keep at his large helm, praising him as he continues.

"Good boy, good boy. Holy shit...feels so good." Your voice trembles through the burning bliss boiling in you. His heated muzzle adds to the desire you are craving, bards tickling your legs but it wasn't uncomfortable.

Predaking is liking this, your reactions and your taste, like one of his own in heat and soaking juices. As his broad glossa flicks across your lips and clit, he decides to go for more, and that's when he starts to probe your core with the tip of his glossa.

A startled gasp erupts as you feel the hot tip press directly against your entrance, trying to push in, but the thickness delays this, before you feel yourself suddenly start to stretch as his glossa manages to push in.

"Fuck!" You can't help but mewl out loudly as you feel the hotness invade, slowly inching further into your depths. He's so thick and warm, the wetness providing better gliding.

Perhaps most beasts would just follow their instinct and devour right away, but not Predaking, he took his time with you, slowly and savouring every second possible.

His glossa reaches further in your channel, past your cervix, before reaching your uterus, causing an intense cry to choke from you as the pleasure continues to grow. Never have you felt like this before, and you don't want it to ever end.

He stops and you feel so full as his broad long glossa fills you to the brim and presses up against your stomach causing a bump to form. His purrs continue to vibrate and pulse through you, interacting; he was liking this just as much as you are.

You feel him move back out from your channel, causing a pout to sound from you are you loose the fullness, only to be filled again, and he starts to fuck you slowly with his glossa.

"Fucking hell....P-Predaking....so big, so good!" In that moment you don't care if anyone heard you, all that mattered was the arousal you were drowning in and letting yourself go.

Predaking is very delighted by your taste, and your reactions were just perfect for him. He continues to move back and forth against your channel, invading every inch of you and pushing further up into your uterus to feel everything possible.

While his glossa rolls back and forth into you, your legs curl up onto his large barbs against his muzzle to hang them there and grant him more access, and this causes his glossa to drive deeper into you, moana singing from your throat as you embrace the alluring pleasure.

Your hands move against you, moving your shirt up over your breasts to play with your nipples while the other moves down to rub at your clit in circular motions, running up over your stomach to feel just how much his glossa fills you. You're on fire!

"Yes, yes!" You sob in delight, hips arching and rolling with his movements. "Oh god!" You're humping his glossa by this point.

He starts to move fast earning more mewls from you, fucking you deeply and as much as your body would allow as more juices flood from you, wet sounds filling your ears as some fluids drip onto the ground below you. As much as you wanted this to last, you knew you were about to cum hard.

"Predaking, shit, so close, I feel it!" Clenching yourself around his thrusting glossa you tighten your legs against his barbs as your toes curl, seconds before a sudden burst shakes through you as you come apart through your collapsing orgasim.

He doesn't stop, moving himself more intensely and drinking your fluids before filling you so much and stopping, purring in delight as your stomach expands full of his long glossa.

Your body trembles as you welcome everything and pant heavily, hands moving to feel the bump and moaning loudly while your body twitches and pulses. It feels insanely good.

Slowly you feel his glossa move out, leaving you empty but well satisfied before he gently settles you back down with his muzzle against his pedes. You then feel him curl his tail around, nuzzling you gently as his purring soothes you.

"That was beautiful." You manage to say to him while petting his barbs tenderly. "Thank you, my king."

Predaking has every intention of making you his queen. You'll always be his.

[shiftythrifting]

Various finds from all over western Washington:

1. Great hoodie

2. Dicks is a local burger franchise btw

3. Bury me in this shirt

4. Huge framed photo of a discarded mask near the bezos balls

5. Fairy piss-orb

6. Justin timbearlake

7. Death metal makeup angel

8. Gun shelf

9. Toilet tp holder

10. Chadbacca

[justpoliteconversations]

Fall Birds [BOTW!Link + Reader]

Met an old friend, fought an old fight and completed the sacred ritual of the season.

Another one for the pile, but this time it's creation was out of my hands. Made for this Poll.

Masterlist

Companion piece:

Unsung Hero [TP!Link + Veterinarian!Reader]

TW: None.

Disclaimer: Don't own The Legend of Zelda franchise.

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The air is heavy with the scent of sodden earth and Fall's ripened bounties. Leaves of all colors and sizes rise in great torrents in the wind, flashing and twirling in dizzying, enchanting patterns across the green and brown of the forest floor. They gather at your feet, at your back, around the trunks of trees and in great piles upon shrubs and bushes.

You jump, crushing several of the colorful leaves under foot as they tumble passed in a great heap. More rush forth to take thier place, and you pounce forward to meet them, flakes and cumpled colors speckled across your socks and in your shoes.

A mirthful smile pulls against your lips, a delighted laugh bubbling forth as the wind kicks up and a wall of color slams into you like the wings of a thousand butterflies. They tangle in your hair, creep their way into your hood, down the back of your jacket. One ends up in your mouth. You spit it out, laughing louder still.

The wind pushes again, and this time it takes you to the ground in a giggling, overwhelmed slump. The torrent of leaves overruns your poorly manned defenses, burying you from head to toe. They are soft but itchy against your skin, crumpling crisply as you claw your way free of the onslaught.

Finally you emerge, face flushed from laugher and your labors and your head now laden more with leaves than hair. Breath comes difficult to you, as leaves still swirl into your face even as you stand above the chaos.

A flash of blue is before you suddenly, and you look up, up, up into the treetops.

A man sits within a nest of branches, looking down at you with a scar marred frown, eyes narrow as he takes in your disheveled form. You level him with the look right back, face twisted in a haughty sneer. There is a long, tense silence, neither willing to break this unspoken battle between you.

Then a leaf hits you right dab in the eye and you yelp, flailing wildly until your foot hits a loose patch of leaves and you go down once more. Within moments, you're once more trapped by the unending waves of leaves flowing in from all directions.

The man is suddenly laughing, rasping, husky and broken like glass shards grinding to rock. Harsh on the ears and unpleasant to the mind, but to you...

To you it means...

"Friend!" You voice hitches in an unattractive squeal as you fight your way back to the surface, smile so wide on your dirty face you can taste fresh soil and foliage in your mouth.

A hand reaches into the pile and pulls you free of the leaves with careless strength, dragging you into a back cracking hug. The scent of fresh rain and wet dirt and unwashed skin meets your nose and you grip back just as fiercely, laughing all the while.

You're lifted off your feet and tossed into the air without warning, going airborne for several seconds before landing in a truly massive pile of leaves some feet away. You're laughing the whole while, breathless with delight and adrenaline as blood pumps so loudly in your ears the world is muffled by the pulsing in your ears.

You sink down, down, down until the light of day completely leaves your sight. They cushion you, cradle you, they smell of fall and the harvests soon to come.

And then they're gone, blown away in a great gust of wind and you go flying with them. Soaring above the clusters of colors with effortless lift, watching the ground below fly passed you with wonderous rapture.

The ground gets closer. The leaves take individual shapes against the backdrop of grass and trees. You don't bother to brace for impact. Another gust of wind takes you back up in a smooth arch, leaves aplenty following in your wake like a trail of fairy lights flashing in the sun.

You look down and you see him, a flash of bright blue against the swirl of reds and browns, yellows and oranges, holding a korok leaf and chasing behind you with breathtaking speed. His face is plastered in a grin, all teeth and not an ounce of grace nor restraint. Wild and free. utterly untamable.

You screech in delight and he waves his weapon again, lifting you higher still into the sky. So high you can see over the tops of the trees, so far you can make out the shape of the mountains over the hills and walls of the town.

You start to fall. The feeling of gravity taking you back to ground pure adrenaline in your veins. And you roar with it, your voice lost to the wind. The leaves around you twist and flash in the light, like fish of every color swimming free through the endless blue.

Your hair is waving in the downward pull, mixing with the twirl of the colors far above.

A blast of sound and light. The rush of wind and heat. And suddenly arms are around you, hoisting you onto a firm back and you grip around strong shoulders with trusting ease.

In a flash of blue light a glider is above you, shading you from the sun and sheltering you from the wild storm of leaves cutting through the cool air around you.

The world is a riot of colors and shapes, the flittering of shade and light casting the world in beautiful, chaotic disarray. The soft, fluttering turfs of blonde brushing against your face and neck pull a smile to your dirt streaked face. The shallow, uneven breathing punctuated by the occasional heave of silent, scratchy laughter music to your senses.

The world below you is bright and gleaming in the sun's distant shine. Treetops of every shade and shape and every dazzling color form a mismatched carpet of life far below the now gentle flow of leaves caught helplessly on the wind's whim.

You press your cheek to the back of the man's neck, relaxing completely into his warmth with a gentle sigh that stirs the hairs on the back of his nape. You feel the moment his body softens as well, the moment a hand reaches back and opens for yours. Vulnerable and yet unafraid.

You slide your hand around his battle worn fingers, equally as trusting and tender in his hold.

"Another year to us, my friend. I'm glad to have met you." You said softly into his knuckles, before placing them gently against your forehead. "May the winds always carry you wild and free."

The sun sets as it always does, and that night you curl together with this man you love and cherish like kittens among the leaf litter. His hands in yours, your legs intertwined. The warm gust of his breath is soft against your face.

You smile. Slow and tender, tears of affection and overwhelming gratitude beading in your lashes unfallen. "Thank you. I'll miss you, my friend." You curl closer until he is in your arms, his hand curling trustingly into your crumpled shirt. His face lax with sleep and pleasant dreams. "I'll see you again next year. Stay safe, always."

You close your eyes and sleep, dreaming of a vast ocean teeming from horizon to horizon in an endless swarm of flashing fins and glimmering bodies.

He's gone the next morning, as he is every year. Once shared blankets tucked tightly around your sleeping form, leaves piled high against the vulnrable curve of your back. A single baked apple held loosely in your hand, still warm to the touch against your morning chilled skin.

You smile, and let the tears finally fall freely against dirt stained cheeks.

"I'll be waiting for you. Until next year, my dearest friend."

And so ends another season.

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To the shadows.

[linksconverge]

[tentatively slides in here] New Links Meet AU...new Links Meet AU...new Links Meet AU...!

From left to right (plus bonus fact that doesn't really matter but is fun all the same):

Patches (ALBW/TH) got into dying their hair with Irene's influence sometime after their first journey. The pink was half-accidental and half-intended to be a prank, but he liked the look of it so much that he's kept it ever since.

Dusk (TP) has an iron gut — second only to Knight's — and the favoured Chu Jelly flavour to show for it (purple).

Knight (AoC) is an older sibling and has Complicated Feelings about it. To be fair, they have Complicated Feelings about a lot of things at the moment—

Sailor (WW/PH/HW) is an experienced participant and enjoyer of special handshakes and high-fives. He's great at clapping games too!

Linh's (ST) handwriting is the best of the party. This doesn't mean as much as they'd like it to.

Grasshopper (OoT/MM/HW) does not keep any bottled fairies in his inventory. Emergencies are handled either with potions or the hope that a fairy fountain is close by.

Cori (MC) has been banned from using Roc's Cape in conjunction with his Pegasus Boots in so many areas of Hyrule Town that he's taken to only wearing one or the other out of habit.

[toastshark]

Post-TP oot Link design

I call this one "great grandpa haunting his descendant just a bit longer", based on an idea I had as a 14y old obsessed with TP (and still am)

Tried out the pencil brush :>

Anyways, some extra design/headcanon details:

Still got vines growing on him (though ever since post-TP they‘ve been flowering)

notes for the howling stone songs on the cloak (+ Saria‘s song inside)

Green tunic (but muted cuz it lost its color over time)

Fairies like to braid his hair and add flowers

There‘s white streaks in it

Wolf form still available, but it‘ll have a blue eye

Goes by Dawn if asked for a name

Eye still gone (there’a bunch more hcs involved with how that happened so I‘m not putting it here, feel free to ask)

can summon weapons (and other stuff) into his hands if needed; main weapon is the Great Fairy Sword

Loves Cow Milk, hates Goat Milk, and if there‘s one thing in Link he‘s disappointed of, it‘s that he prefers it the other way around

Got a seemingly infinite stash of Lon Lon Milk

Sometimes visits Impaz in the hidden village and helps her out (more hc stuff based on the last howling stone being there + there‘s Sheikah connections to those + it‘s old Kakariko)

Listen, in my mind there‘s just no way the guy probably having trauma from sleeping in the Sacred Realm for 7 years would wanna do that again for a Billion. So here, he redocated the Aether with some forests to sleep under trees if he feels like taking a nap, a short cut to the SR to hang out with loved ones over there, and otherwise just does his own thing

Sometimes the voice of the TP Hyrule Field Night theme is joined by an Ocarina

Also, the back side of the hair:

14y old me was lowkey cooking ngl

Constructive criticism is appreciated :)

[coldbrewblooded]

people in the notes of that "Twilight Princess actually has a lot of goofy characters/elements" post are countering with "Majora's Mask is the REAL edgy Zelda"

and while I agree that it does have a darker story

if you're saying that in counter to the "goofy" bits of TP, you clearly haven't played MM

-The moon has a face and no one seems to notice

-Special milk that is implied to be alcoholic

-Literal alien abductions by flatwoods monster look-alikes

-The fairies that come together to form the great fairies look like this

-the way you get maps in this game is buying them from Tingle, who i think needs no explanation but this is his debut game

-Chuchus? chuchus. Also debuted here but in the weirdest form they've ever taken

-One of the dungeons you literally turn upside down with no real explanation

I guess what i'm trying to say is that even a dark Zelda game has it's eccentricities

I don't think it'd be a Zelda game if it didn't

[bucketspammer4life]

The boxers during halloween

(sees christmas decorations being put up) HALLOWEEN. HALLOWEEN!!! HALLOWEEN!!!

Glass Joe

- has a vampire costume and is giving out candy himself since "hes too old for all of this"

- buys those big family size packages of candy to give out, he likes them because he can snack on candy when halloween ends

- purposefully calls obvious costumes dumb stuff to get reactions out of people

- "oh yeah did you dress up as my moms curtains??"

- "IM A GHOST AND YOU ARE FRENCH!!"

- drinks a glass of tomato juice with his costume for extra realism

Von Kaiser

- He dressed up as the frankensteins monster, only for his students to dress up as him

- He gives out raisins and toothbrushes for halloween along with fruit (NOOO!!)

- does scary roaring sounds to scare people, only to get laughed at, thats what you get for giving out healthy food during halloween

- tries telling scary stories and gives up halfway through

Disco Kid

- dressed up as a fully functional disco ball (functional almost autocorrected to father LMAOO)

- goes out trick or treating himself but gets bored

- watching bad quality horror movies with Mac to laugh at them

- helps the kaisers students toilet paper his house for fun

- carving pumpkins with the others

King Hippo

- dressed up as a Hippo (how creative of you)

- does trick or treating with Disco kid, after disco got bored he went all out on his own and got a lot of candy

- He ate the pumpkin he was supposed to carve, no remains left, also totally unrelated: has anyone seen Joe's pumpkin carving knife?? That he was supposed to carve pumpkins with??

- his dentist will not be happy

Piston Hondo

- dressed up in sailor moon cosplay, rocking it as he should

- is the one giving out candy because imagine if a famous boxer dressed up as sailor moon came to your house for candy,seems like a fever dream

- helping Kaiser un-tp his house

- attempting to call bloody mary for the 10th time, She probably blocked your number already leave her before she gets a restraining order please

- sad that he has no one to match with

Bear Hugger

- dressed up as the lorax, matching with someone else as the greedler (im not spoiling it shut up) the squirrel is joining them dressed up as those bear things in the movie

- giving out entire bottles of maple syrup during halloween, people dont exactly hate it but its kind of a jumpscare seeing someone dressed up as a maple tree hand you maple syrup

- tried to sit on a pumpkin, only to break it instantly

- people keep assuming he dressed up as a Cheeto puff

Great Tiger

- dressed up as a fairy princess, yes hes a fairy, yes hes a princess and no he will not share his magic with you, jealous ass

- using his flying to his advantage by flying around with fairy wings on

- throwing "fairy dust" (glitter) around, people keep finding glitter in their food, costumes, socks and basically everywhere

Don Flamenco

- who'd you think was matching bear hugger? hes dressed up as the greedler and rocking it, how bad can he be anyways?

- loses 10 years from his life eveytime someone doesnt notice the refs he makes to the movie

- if anyone actually gets the ref he'll break out into song like hes in a musical (a punch out musical would go hard actually)

Aran Ryan

- a demon witch, matching with great tiger and also throwing "evil dust" (Hot pepper flakes) around, aran i think youre just assaulting people

- robbed Kaiser from his actual candy he hid away

- evil cackling as he attempts to fly on his broomstick, only to fall on his ass

- chasing Joe with the carving knife

Soda Popinski

- a fridge, he deadass just wore a entire fridge with soda in it

- pulling out random stuff from the fridge and handing out to people, Water? Drink up, tomatos? Here you go!!

- keeps getting stared at but in a good way

Bald Bull

- hes just in a bull onesie because he lost a bet, embarrased but he finds it comfy secretly, fell asleep in it at some point

- people keep calling him a cow and its driving him crazy

- "moo"

- "IM A BULL GOD FUCKING DAMN YOU ALL BLIND ASS BITCHES"

- watching movies and falling asleep

- carved a pumpkin with Joe and ended up laughing at it with him for 10 minutes

Super Macho Man

- himself, hes not giving out any free shout outs today

- fuck you super macho man

- carved himself into a pumpkin

- He cant keep getting away with this

Mr Sandman

- dressed up as a mummy since he didnt have enough time to think about it

- hes the only one who can actually scare people with and without his costume

- tried to put a pumpkin on his head, sad because it didnt fit

Extra

- kaisers students did the trenchcoat gag, dressef up as him and tried to buy a car with 10 dollars and a dance performance

- mrs bear dressed up as a princess and did her make up, looks stunning

- carmen dressed up as a flamingo

- soda has to pay back that fridge now