#catfish headcanons

[stellarglowsquiiiid]

So Niki’s hair has been several different colors in rapid succession and she’s planning on dying it other colors as well later. Someone in chat joked it reminded them of a mood ring, which got me thinking

qNiki but the non-black section of her hair changes color with her emotion like a mood ring

[what-have-i-unleashed]

mtt(poly) headcanon #2

out of the three, killer is the most online person. he has so many accounts for many multiverse social media platforms. his timeline is cat photos and videos, interspersed with the most random homicidal vague-posting.

killer has been banned so many times because some users realized he's a wanted terrorist and reported his accounts. but he just creates a new one and jumps back into the chaos because he's a gossip-hungry teenage girl in spirit.

dust thinks social media is a waste of time. his phone is a brick with only call and message options. he's an luddite old man like that. he's the one unironically asking "what's ligma".

would it be super funny if killer recruits horror to the group through social media lmao? horror and his brother are living in another more peaceful universe (courtesy of core frisk). horror uses some social media. one day he decides to try dating apps so he downloads one. he's really digging this cute-looking sans, a bit plain-looking but his profile is a riot. they chat for a while and decide to meet somewhere nice. turns out it's killer catfishing as dust to stave his boredom (he also does this to lure people in then kills them for fun). fortunately, horror is funny and charismatic and a bit insane, so killer says "hey wanna join me and boytoy" and the rest is history.

[pasc4lfuzz]

frankie 'catfish' morales instagram profile

FRANKIE FRIDAY Y'ALL!!!

Frankie's profile is full of pics of him with his friends, i feel like in their group Frankie is the one that loves their frindship the most. He really likes his nickname and now uses for every username in social media.

Time for a little headcanon here, frankie is a boy dad (srry not srry), i mean... imagine this man teaching his little boy how to play soccer, or showing him some helicopters when he can bring his kid to his work. So every now and then Frankie post something about his boy because he also doesn't like to expose his kid very much on the internet, only if his account is public wich i imagine he would have a private account, so in that case photos of his little boy for everybody!

Of course i did not forget to talk about his love for flying, the second love of his life because the first is his boy. Poor man lost his license but in here HE DIDN'T, frankie loves everything about the skyies, he cannot live in a world where he can't reach the clouds. He likes to show people his way of seeing the blue that's above our heads.

If you wanna see more pedro characters ig profile check here!

[kitabearuwu]

I’m sick of the “Ben Pincus can only be gay he can’t like women at all” truthers arguing with me in my comment section like lord have mercy on me for daring to say a male character might like women and might actually have a gf after it being plainly stated in the actual canon of the show

[pedge-page]

Wearing a nice dress and going out with Frankie to nice dinner, except the "nice dress" doesn't allow for a bra so you go without. And given how exceptionally chilly it is tonight, you have to make use of a unique backup for your breasts to look appropriate in the thin fabric of the gown.

Its not until afterwards when he's pushing you through the door at home, devouring your lips and using his rough hands to strip you, that he sees the little flower petal nipple patches, and Fish goes absolutely feral.

Makes you straddle him while he sits up on the couch and ride him hard, his bicep wrapped obsessively around your middle back, dark gaze hypnotized by your tits bouncing in his face as he tries everything to get your little pebbles to pierce through the flower pads (but they look sooo pretty on you)

[pedroacrossthestreet]

I am 100% convinced that francisco morales is the youngest sibling. definitely the only boy. he’s got at least three older sisters and they always tease him for being a mummy’s boy. he gets away with everything cause he’s the baby and the golden son.

but his sisters don’t let him forget that he answers to them.

they spent their childhood playing dress up with him, treating their baby brother like a doll. and as he grew older they taught him to respect women, would smack him round the head if he ever talked back, and would drag him home by the ear if he ever got too cocky around his friends.

and they helped to shape him into a sweet preteen who visited his abuela on weekends and helped his mum in the kitchen. they encouraged him to pursue his curiosities and nurtured the sensitive soul he always had.

but it all changed when he was 14 and his father passed unexpectedly. suddenly he was stood in an ill fitting suit, accepting handshakes from relatives he didn’t even know existed, trying to stop his bottom lip from quivering every time they told him what a good man his father was. he’d winced the first few times when the male relatives would slap him on the back, the side of his face, holding him with a ferocity that he wasn’t used to, insisting that he was the man of the house now. he had to take care of his mother, and his sisters, even though they were more grown than him.

and he signed up for the military as soon as he was of legal age. his sisters had begged him not to. told him that just because he was interested in engineering he didn’t have to go and get himself killed to prove himself.

but the army gave him the opportunity to support his mother financially, even if it meant she would be alone in the family home with him gone. the army gave him a chance to be the man he thought he needed to be for his family. the army gave him the male influence he was told he’d missed out on as the only boy.

and it scared him shitless.

until he met pope. then he realised what it was like to have a brother.

[jolalibrary]

Hello, wife o' mine!

In honor of Catfish Day, please tell me your head canon for how Frankie approaches a woman in a bar. What's his style?

(also I love you)

wife o'mine made me grin like something sillyyyyyy.

oh, he's smooth with it, but it's understated, barely recognisable to certain people in his friendship group, but he is. it was a smile first, then a casual observation of whether you look over at him as much as he is at you. because he doesn't want to crowd you, doesn't want to ruin a normal night out by being one of those people. so he waits, and when he's satisfied it's okay for him to approach, he does. it's elbows on the bar beside you, it's a turn of his head, and then loud enough for you to hear (but no one else) it's an offer of his name, a hand if you seem down for something like that and then a shake of it as he hopes you'll have him yours. he doesn't presume to know what drink you'd prefer, so he asks, but he's unsurprised by your choice because he's already too taken back by the way your smile seems to make his heart skip.

(also i love you back)

[ssuperficialspacecadett]

i headcannon that benny and reader blast rihanna while closing the gym. it becomes a tradition that they blast music and dance around while closing. it gets to the point that the boys start wondering why benny keeps being late to their hangouts after his work. at some point they catch benny blowing his back out and reader recording and laughing at benny

Benny, Better Have My Money

Chapter Five | Drabble for the Through the Scope series | Chapter Six

*best read in between chapter 5 & 6*

Rating: IDK ?? everyone ??

Word Count: 1029

TW: tooth rotting friend fluff w/ Benny & some ass throwing ?!?!

Notes: anon, i wish i could kiss that beautiful brain of yours for thinking of this absolutely fucking hilarious scene thats now 100% canon in the through the scope series to me HAHAHA !! i hope i did some justice to your brilliant idea & thank u so so much for submitting it ((: this one is for u ! happy reading <3

*i wrote this w/o looking over it because the idea was just to good so if you see any grammatical errors.. no you dont*

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Closing up after a long shift was never fun. Well, it was never fun until you started working for Benny. After the last guests were ushered out and the doors were locked, you were put in charge of the gyms music. It was only fair since Benny had free reign during operating hours after all. Plus, your taste in music wasn’t exactly family friendly. 

“Alright, what are we feeling this evening? Lady Gaga? Megan Thee Stallion? Doja Cat? Maybe some Rico Nasty? What artist really says ‘I want to clean this whole gym and look hot while doing it’ to you?” 

“The evening song choices are all yours. I’m way too tired to even think about makin’ another decision right now.”

“Well,” You say as you start scrolling through artists on his phone to find one that will bring the energy that both of you need to get this done. “If you’re so tired, why are you going out with the guys after this?” 

“You know that doesn’t count.” He’s currently working his way through cloroxing all the workout benches and weights. “The only decision I have to make when I’m there is if I want another drink or not and that's easy. Of course I want another fuckin’ drink!” 

“Touché,” You laugh as you find the perfect playlist for the evening. “Let’s get this cleaning party started!” 

Rhianna’s Bitch Better Have My Money starts blasting at full volume from the gym's speakers as you make your way over to the basket full of used towels. 

Bitch, better have my money

Y’all should know me well enough

Bitch, better have my money

Please don’t call me on my bluff

Pay me what you owe me

“Oh fuck yeah! I love Rhianna!” He yells as he turns to you. 

You pull out a towel, point to him from across the gym, and start swinging it over your head as you lip sync to the song playing. 

Kamikaze if you think that you gon’ knock me of the top

Shit, your wife in the back seat of my brand new foreign car

Don’t act like you forgot

I call the shot, shot, shots.

Benny makes finger guns and pretends to fire them at you on each beat. “Sing it, girl!”

The two of you run dramatically to each other in the middle of the gym and start dancing like crazed animals. Each of your tasks having been long forgotten as soon as the music started. You both know by now that neither one of you will be leaving anytime soon.

***

“Where the fuck is your brother, Will?” Pope huffs.

Frankie, Pope, and Will have all been waiting at their table for Benny to show up for 45 minutes now. They turned the waitress away three times before they caved and ordered a round for themselves. Hoping that a light buzz would satiate them.

“I’ve been texting him, but he’s not answerin’!” Will explains. “His location says that he’s still at the gym.” He turns his phone screen over to show the others.

“This is the third time this week that he’s been late. He’s never taken this long to close up before.” Frankie adds. 

Pope tips his almost empty beer bottle in his direction and nods. “Fuck this. Finish y’alls drinks and let's go pay him a visit.”

They all do as Pope orders and make their way out of the bar. As they cross the street and enter the gym’s parking lot they see both yours and Benny’s cars in the same spots that they were in this morning. All of the lights in the building are still on as well. 

“Do y’all hear that?” Frankie asks the men walking next to him. “It sounds like -”

“Rhianna?” Pope says curiously. 

All three of them walk up to the gym doors and the sight that greets them will be burned into each and every one of their minds for all eternity. 

***

You’re currently holding onto one of the corner poles from the boxing ring with both hands and trying to explain to Benny how to shake his ass.

“Move your hips to the right, then the left, then shimmy down, and use your knees to help you bring your ass up and down!” You’re winded from both teaching your lesson and singing with Benny for almost an hour straight. It also doesn’t help that you’re trying to yell instructions over Rhianna’s S&M song.

“I think I got it now! Let me try!” 

He helps you down so he can climb up and get into position. You pick up your towel and phone off a nearby workout bench. There is no way that you aren’t going to document this moment.

‘Cause I may be bad, but I’m perfectly good at it

Sex in the air, I don’t care, I love the smell of it

Stick and stone may break my bones

“But chains and whips excite me!” You and Benny sing together.

You are struggling to hold your phone still as you record because you can’t stop laughing. Benny is throwing everything, and you mean everything, into his one man performance on the edge of the boxing ring. He definitely paid attention to what you showed him. Even put his own little twist on it by bringing his right hand back to slap his ass. You can’t help but get swept away in it all and you start hitting him in the ass with your towel as well.

“Let’s go, Benny! Shake that shit for me!” Your lungs threaten to burst from over exhaustion. 

S-S-S&M-M-M

S-S-S&M-M-M

Oh, I love the feeling you bring to me

Oh, you turn me on

***

“Should we tell them we are here?” Will ask hesitantly, still not entirely sure what he’s watching.

“I’m not even sure what we would say if we told them.” Frankie quips as he wishes you would get back up and dance again. “Pope?”

He looks to his left and sees him pulling up your contact information. “Let’s tell them that their audience wants an encore.” Pope presses ‘call’ and puts the phone to his ear with a devious grin.

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[rtc-confessions]

i absolutely hate the “noel catfished mischa” theory, it doesnt fit his character at all and i just don’t understand it. the “talia is a codename” theory okay though but not my favourite, i did some research and in latin noelle and natalia are versions of the name noel so it would kinda make sense. but anyway talia rules and im sick of people pretending she doesnt exist.

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[dootznbootz]

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She definitely tried to gross out Odysseus in a dumb "You think you can handle me, idiot? >:) " way. (She's stubborn and in denial at first. When she realizes she actually likes him, she's a mess.) And while eating raw fish is normal for naiad-born in Sparta, when she learned Odysseus wasn't used to naiads in daily life, she just really went wild with it.

He's just staring at her kind of expressionless and she thinks "Ha, see? You don't really like me."

But he's just like

"You like carp? Cuz if you do, we got plenty on Ithaca! Many more fish too! And if we don't, I'll get you some!"

And she's annoyed because her plan didn't work. Girlie is self-sabotaging even though she thinks he's neat.

[jackseverywhere]

Hello! I just wanted to say that your Art is amazing i like it ^v^ especially Clifford doodles =>

And also i just wanted to ask you a request if they are Open, could you draw Clifford and dr teeth together? If not thats okay

Thanks for supporting my art 🙏

They’re not really open just drawing suggestions that I find interesting. So, yeah. Here, have a drawing, kiddo.

Wait, you mean "like a ship", right?

[ghostofaboy]

I know you’ve written for these two before(especially Frankie) so many it’s not as interesting to ask, but do you have any hcs for Frankie or Din? I love ur fics btw!

Talking about Frankie and Din is always interesting to me. They are fascinating characters.

Frankie:

This man is a snack fiend. Always has things in his cupboards, always sat on the sofa eating something. If you're planning a party and need nibbles then Frankie is the guy to ask.

Loves tinkering. At home his garage or shed is full of little 'projects'. He loves taking things apart to figure out how they work.

Linked to the tinkering, Frankie is very organized. Everything has its place. Never leaves a project half done or left unfinished. So this guy will take your toaster apart, but he will put it back together and it'll work. Also you know he owns a label maker.

Frankie doesn't sleep well. He'd always been more susceptible to bad dreams even as a kid. So throw in some PTSD and he's got no chance for a good night's sleep. (Poor sleepy boy)

Not an adventurous cook, but what he can cook he does well.

Not a big reader, although he does have his favorites, but loves the movies. If it were more affordable he'd go every week. Always buys boxsets of his favorite shows and loves any special features and behind the scenes stuff.

Hates watching shows about flying. They never get the details right and it pisses him off.

A switch in bed. He can be dominate, be can be submissive. Frankie is very good at adapting to who he's with and what they both want in that moment.

Din:

Total neat freak. Everything has its place and must be put in the right place. Probably had a quiet melt down several times when Grogu was first on the Crest.

Very well read. There isn't a lot to do between bounties in hyperspace so to stop himself from over cleaning his weapons (*ahem*) he got into the habit of finding cheap novels whenever he could.

I can get behind asexual Din Djarin, but when I write him it's often as sexually inexperienced. He's just not had the time and opportunity to really explore that side of things. He's had sex but he's never had the chance to be intimate.

Din can sleep anywhere. I mean anywhere. On rocks, sat up somewhere, when it's warm, when it's cold. Whatever the location or situation if it's safe then he's out like a light.

He has no idea that he's attractive. If told so he'll think it's a line or a trick.

I think it's universally accepted that Din Djarin has a breeding kink.

Not a big talker when first meeting people. Likes to sit and watch and weigh people up. But oh boy once he considers you a friend get ready for stories. So many. Things that he's done, places he's visited, stories he's been told.

[romanarose]

What kind of car/vehicle does each of our boys drive? Especially Frankie, since he's our pilot/driver in the movie. And not asshole Tom, of course 😂

HIIII

thanks s much for the ask!

In Leather and Lace universe all the guys have their set cars but Idk if I stand by all that anymore?

I think Benny has a jeep. Not a nice jeep. He has the kind meant to go nuts on lololol. He's been hanging out the side on farmland more times than you can count and it stresses you out after watching hereditary but you won't dull his shine. If they went back for the money I can see his fr getting that mustang but then after seeing how much insurence is, sells it after ayear or something lolol. He's a goof but I HC they grew up poor on a farm so I don't think he's comfortable spending that money all the time.

Will you might expect a simple, sensible 4 door sudan but I see him in a standard SUV or Jeep type. It's big enough with racks on top to help his friends move tings <3 He's going to invest is something reliable and safe, even if it costs a little more. He might even go for a few flashy features if he thought it'd make his partner or kids happy, but really he's thinking practically.

Frankie has the same shitty truck he's had since he was 20. For some reason, and I'm including myself a lot here, the detail about frankie wearing cowboy boots is overlooked lot in fanfiction!!! I like to think of him being a little yeehaw. But old school yeehaw. None of that morgan wallen shit (sorry morgan wallen fans)

I think Santi is the most likely to get somehing flashy and stick with it. I think even outside the concept of getting the money back, he's doing pretty damn well for himself, judging by the fact he says he'll cover everyones flights abd paying for drinks. I think he's financially well off and is willing to indulge himself in a cool car. Maybe something older though, but still nice. Something to make heads turn a bit. He likes the attention.

[mellowswriting]

ramblings about frankie

ngl i miss writing for my frankie baby :( 

(nsfw below hehehe)

I just know he sleeps like a rock. drool pooling in the corner of his lips, snorting when you wake him, slow blinks as he gets his bearings kind of sleeper. and he clings. god, does he cling. god help you if you need to get up to pee in the middle of the night. frankie loves wrapping his arms around you and tucking his nose into your hair. holding you there makes him feel safe. at peace. it helps ground him on those nights when nightmares find him. 

he isn’t a morning person in the perky kind of way. he’s a sleepy and soft morning person. shuffling out of bed with no shirt, baggy sleeping pants, fluffy bedhead. he isn’t much of a talker. most of what you say is met with little grunts or hums, but that’s okay. you’ve been together for so long now that you’re fluent in sleepy frankie. 

not a cook, but he truly is the king of grilling. that’s why every get together happens at your place with everyone you know and love crammed into your house, spilling out in the backyard. frankie is an amazing host, too. he loves seeing everyone taken care of. well fed with drinks in their hands and smiles on their faces. he makes his rounds over and over, checking in with everyone. 

he feeds the local strays. he always grumbles like a big grump about it but he isn’t fooling anyone. each of the little kitties have a name and come running when they hear him calling it. eventually, he gets in with his local shelter’s TNR program so they stop having so many babies. the porch is always home to at least one sunbathing kitty that chirps when they see your lover. 

he gives the best kisses under every circumstance. sleepy morning kisses. a kiss to your forehead when he leaves bed before you wake. rough and needy kisses that are all sloppy tongue and teeth and desperation. drunk kisses that taste like liquor. he cradles your face like he’s holding the center of the universe in his hands. he loves you so much it hurts and he makes sure you can feel it every time he kisses you. 

francisco morales eats pussy like a pro. leaves finger-shaped bruises on your thighs from holding you down after three orgasms in a row. he lives to make you come over and over and over again. those big brown eyes staring up at you from between your thighs, pupils blown out, bright and sparkling. the lower half of his face is soaked with your slick when he asks so sweetly, “just one more, baby? please?” 

fuck, he’s the best man to give head to. he’s so vocal, so responsive. he tries so hard not to buck up into your mouth without your explicit permission, so he gets so squirmy beneath you. all breathless and begging for more. he pets your head and praises you, calls you every sweet name under the sun. 

he loves morning sex. he gravitates toward you the moment he’s conscious and in the process of wrapping you up in his arms, he can’t help but grind his morning wood against your ass. it’s quite a way to wake up. frankie pulls you in for a slow, sweet kiss and lets his hands wander. the moment you welcome him with a spread of your thighs, he smiles at you all sleepy and indulgent. the pace he sets is slow. easy. he whispers in your ear how much he loves you, what a good girl you are. the room is soaked in warmth from the sunrise and the love he radiates.

a little bit possessive, so frankie likes leaving marks. he can’t deny that it soothes some dark, possessive part of him to see you out at the bar with everyone with marks from his teeth branded into your neck and shoulders. even when you roll your eyes at him, even when the guys rib him for being so obvious, frankie is sitting there with a smile on his face as content as can be. because any and every person who looks at you will know. 

just. frankie morales. my baby. ugh. 

[baronessvonglitter]

One-shots:

Halftime Show (Frankie Morales, Joel Miller, Javier Pena, Dave York, Marcus Moreno x sex worker! f!Reader)

he's got you on a pedestal, and me in his arms (bff!Frankie x f!Reader)

divider by @cafekitsune 👑

[crazyk-imagine]

How an Argument ends (Frankie)

Benny // Will // Santiago 

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- Neither of you realized what happened until it was too late when you two stopped talking

- You didn’t talk to him

- He didn’t talk to you

- It took a serious adult talk from Benny (the least mature, according to the guys) to open your guy’s eyes

- He was the first to make contact

Frankie: Can we talk?

- You’ve never replied faster until this very moment

Baby: When? And where?

- You two sit down and have a talk, both of you apologizing at the same time

- He stops and lets you go first

- You apologize and he quickly adds in his apology

- You two sit together for a minute before going to make dinner

- It was a quiet night, but it was a comforting silence instead of the awkward one, you two had gotten accustomed to over the last few days

- Dinner and cleaning up was good

- Enjoying the feeling of one another as you two share a steamy shower was very, very good ;)

- But it was even better when you two laid in bed together

- This gave you the opportunity to listen to his heartbeat before you fully fell asleep