Them finally releasing a song that's clearly through Josh's pov but it's Tyler signing it. Being the messenger of his best friend's insecurities and fears but singing in the backseat , never taking center stage. Just so that , when Josh actually sings ( HOLY MOTHER OF JOCALS) it's to own his narrative and to declare his want for change . Visibly mouthing it for us to see towards the end. Ready to move forward.
I love lovelove your voresaken stuff sm,,, would you be up to writing something with cured griefer pred/player prey (blocktales) perhaps… 👀
YESSS WE LOVE SOME GRIFER CONTENT
D0nt l00s3 n3xt t1m3!
Cws: semi willing prey, pollen/scent hypnosis, teasing, pred is a jerk, safe vore, cursing, drinking with prey inside, prey is zooted out of his mind LMAO
Not only it took you so long to get all the right ingredients for the cure, and first having to convince kitchen wizard to give you the darn recipe! This guy, still insufferable jerk as before, you dare to say if not worse. But even if he annoyed the living out of you, you two still hung out together outside of him helping you in battles or missions. Something made you seek this jerk and his behavior, he was a friend to you afterall, even if he seemed like he didnt care about you nor your feelings, many situations proved that to be wrong. But there were those that made it seemed completely opposite…
Griefer invited you for a usual night over, you two played video games, pulled some pranks here and there, and mostly hang out. As night wore on, you two got back to his place to play something on the console „h0w 4b0ut w3 pl4y s0m3 sm4sh bl0x?” Of course that cheeky bastard would choose that, he is was absolute menace in that game, but you werent worse either. Booting up the tv, you connected two controllers to console and looked for the game dvd. Suddenly you heard griefer cursing from the kitchen „4r3 y0u s3ri0us?! W3r3 0ut 0f fuck1ng w1tch3s br3w 4lr34dy!” You rolled your eyes, of course it was what tipped him off so much „then get your green ass to the shop, while i boot everything up!” You screamed back, but suddenly relized it was already middle of the night. So no way of getting any more cans, hmm…
Suddenly you remembered you had one spare can in your bag, perfect „i have one last can in my bag” as griefer tried to take it away from you iggerly, you quickly dodged him „but! Lets make it so the winner in smash blox get it!” Griefer looked displeased at first, but then smiled mischievously „f1n3, 1 w1ll 4dd s0m3 h1dd3n sn4cks 4s b0nus” snacks? You tried to get some info or evidence he had them in the first place, but griefer was persistent saying he will reveal them only if you win. Thats not suspicious at all…
Setting the drink before the tv as a trophy, you both sat comfortably soon turning on the game and choosing your own fighter. There was a rather big selection, but you went with your main, dracobloxer. While griefer of course went with 1x1x1x1 „oh come on! Theyre way too op and you know that!” In response griefer showed you his sap yellow tounge „y0ur3 just sh1t 4t th3 g4m3, LM40” oh now it was truly on, you wouldnt take slander to yourself nor your main character
Few rounds went by, and you two persistently tied, again and again and again! It was suprising in a way, but it was satisfying seeing how frustrated griefer was getting. You honestly didnt like the witches brew that much, but wanted to win and drink it to annoy griefer. You two decided this round would be the last and most important round, so you both game all you got. Your dracobloxer used a fireball attack before ramming into griefer 1x1x1x1 taking significant damage, but from using physical attack you forgot that it poisoned you! And with griefers one attack, toxic slash he killed your dracobloxer off „oh come on! Youre such a pussy for using that attack and not fighting for real!” You huffed frustrated, but quickly letting it go, it was just a game afterall „just 4dm1t th4t 1m w4y b3tt3r 4t th1s g4m3 th4n y0u 4r3” you rolled your eyes, standing up from the couch „im gonna get myself some coke since your hoarding ass won the witches brew” but as you stood up, something tripped you making you fall immediately back on the couch „but b3f0r3 w3 d0 th4t, 1ts sn4ck t1m3” suddenly griefer pinned you to the couch, before you managed to say or do something a sickly sweet scent hit your nose, making you dizzy and almost drunk…
„Th3r3 w3 g0, h4h4h4” everything was spinning, your mind at haze, making you completely zooted out. You could barely make out anything, as the weirdly pleasant scent surrounded you. Soon all you saw was sap yellow, and red, as hot moist air poured down your form „h-heheh… this feels niceeeee….”you had close to none control over your own body, but everything seemed so good and funny at the moment you payed no mind to it. Soon everything got darker, and as if moist. It was hard to tell with the state your mind was at, it felt like being showed down a cream tube or something similar. Cream tube? Mmmm you could go for a cream tube now actually..
As time went on, everything got darker, as more of your body fell down the cream tube, tho now it felt more like a wet hot towel squeezing you around. Everything was very sticky, and smelled of maple and pine, your mind still in dazed state and survival instincts at all time low. On the outside, griefer grabbed onto your calves, slowly swallowing down more and more, his stomach starting to poke out of his hoody. His body hair was changed to leaves and moss, sometimes decorated with some type of flowers… with a final large gulp, your whole form slid down to his stomach, making his slightly overgrown stomach bigger and more profound „h4h, th1s f0rm 1snt s0 b4d 4ft3r 4ll” flowers on his body slowly closing up into bulbs, and hiding between vines, leaves and moss, making the sickly sweet scent fade „n0w th4t 1m d0n3 w1th sn4cks, 1 n33d t0 w4sh 1t d0wn h3h” taking the canned drink from the table, griefer opened it up and started chugging down greedly. Disregarding the fact he had you in his stomach, now drenched in witches brew, if not for your dazed state youd probably start protesting even more right after protesting for him eating you alive! „try l00s1ng m0r3, 1 h4v3 t0 4dm1t y0ur3 m4k3 f0r 4 t4sty sn4ck” licking his lips, your taste lingering on mixed with the drink, made for a tasty brew to behold. Patting his full stomach griefer stretched out, getting comfortable and soon falling asleep after the amazing feast. He will let you out-
…eventually
Wanted to explore some different writing styles and scenarios with this one, also i based it semi on me getting zooted out 🍃 for the first time ever LMAO
If Muppets christmas carol wasnt already one of the best iterations of a Christmas Carol by a long shot my next nomination would be scrooged with Bill murray
