#new skelanimals

[caprisun-and-novocaine]

i’m sure it’s already been done before but for anyone interested, here’s the new vs old skelanimals tag =)

[g1rl0nline]

red trail kiss the sky when i throw my molotov X_x

my friend made me this bracelet and i love it so much bro it's so cool 😩

[gothixm00nz]

i don't care if i'm "too old" to still love skelanimals. what happened to "dead animals need love too" rebecca?

[basslinegrave]

might go to the city today hope the second hand store has normal prices and i find some cool pants/shorts and perhaps i could also look in the thrift one too or whatsitcalled. ive been dreaming of them having furbies or something (impossible) but they sometimes have really cute old plushies

[shawtylike]

i wouldve slayed so hard during the early 2000′s i love fall out boy and skelanimals im living so hard rn

[crystalgastles]

After the flesh: chapter three

Hello everyone :D I finally finished the third chapter! I hope you enjoy it

(Edit, I suggest listening to Ethel cains Ptolemaea while reading Jeff’s part)

I flinched when he brushed past my arm, sitting on my couch. His body took up most of the space on the small love seat. Long spindly limbs reaching out like branches over an old dirt path. My dim lamplight casting a shadow across his face, making the scar look deeper than it was.

“Please don’t touch that!”

I reached for the glass picture frame that his fingers grazed, the picture displayed inside was of me and my mom on Easter when I was three. It was something I held onto even after I left home even though the mere sight of it made my nose burn and my eyes sting.

He looked at me, surprised at my sudden reaction and I felt weak, scared that if I angered him he’d retract his decision to not hurt me when I saw that his eyes narrowed, seemingly in anger.

“Is that your mother.”

I didn’t know what to say. His eyes had softened when he looked at my face and the frame clutched to my chest. I relaxed. Loosening my grip on the metal and glass I set it back down, closer to the tv and nodded at his question.

“You look alike.”

We stared at each-other for a while. I didn’t know whether to laugh , cry , or curl into a ball beside him on the couch. I hadn’t hung out with anyone one on one in months, my roommate was almost always gone and most of my other friends were free when I wasn’t. Was this really all god had to offer?

I made my way to the kitchen, resting my elbows on the island, burrowing my face into my hands and letting out a long sigh.

I looked down at the blood splatter on my shirt, directly over Kenny’s face and laughed a little at the irony. I needed to change and wipe the crusted blood off my face.

I lifted my eyes to where this intruder sat on my couch He was just looking at me, staring coldly but also with something behind his eyes, deep in thought. A chill ran down my spine and goosebumps littered my skin while my cheeks flushed.

“I need to um”

“If you want to sleep you can”

“No uh I have to change”

“Nice shirt”

“You got blood on it”

“I see that.”

“I’ll get your hoodie out of the wash and put this in there”

“My brother and I used to watch that every Saturday”

“Oh… my dad let me watch it when I came home from school”

“I killed my dad”

“Oh…”

I didn’t say anything else, just walked back to the laundry room, tossed my shirt into the steel of the washing machine and took out the wet hoodie that was now covered in light brown splotches where the blood was. I looked for something different to wear in the piles of clothes and settled on an old tank top I used when I would dye my hair.

I waltzed back into the living room where he was looking at one of my stuffed skelanimals I had perched on the side chair until I sat on the floor directly in front of him while still kept my distance.

“You can sleep on the floor out here or in my room”

“Thank you, does this guy have a name”

He held out the plush, wiggling it to make the ears dance his gaze never leaving my face to watch my reaction. I cracked a smile.

“Yeah uh the tag said his name was jack, he’s a rabbit”

“He’s cute”

“Sorry about your arm”

“I was the one who broke in, don’t be”

I wasn’t sure why but I felt better, seeing this giant of a man make a stuffed animal dance made him feel less threatening. His hands were gentle with my things.

“I never got to ask your name”

“It’s Jeff”

“Cool”

I got up and moved to the large side chair, curling up with my knees to my chest, he gave me my rabbit back and the remote. I searched the late night tv channels, found the news, put the volume low and turned back to him. I wasn’t sure if he was coming back or if I’d ever see him again but for now we’d sit in silence.

I don’t know when I fell asleep but I woke up with him standing over me, the soft light of early morning seeping in through the blinds. I jumped backing up into the chair as much as I could before he spoke.

“I’m leaving. Your roommate gets off at six. It’s five thirty”

“O-okay”

“I didn’t mean to scare you. I just didn’t know how to wake you up”

“Um I”

“You should sleep in your room. That chair can’t be good for your back”

“Ok um bye I guess”

“Bye”

I watched him walk or more like half jog to my sliding door, struggle with opening it and turn back to me

“You finally locked it”

“No you kinda have to lift it to get it open, here”

I got up from the chair and made my way to him, grabbing the bottom of the handle and pulling and lifting the door so it’d get back on the sliding track.

“Thanks”

“Wait your hoodie, it’s in the dryer”

“Don’t need it right now. Be back later”

“What?”

He didn’t say anything else. I watched him walk into the tree line to god knows where to do god knows what. I shut the door and locked it. I’m going back to bed.

Two weeks later and I hadn’t seen or heard of him. Dyed my hair a whole new color. I thought it would be the last I ever saw of him. One late night visitor who left in the early morning when I was still sleeping. I had his hoodie neatly tucked away in one of my drawers.

3 pm. My shift starts at 3:30, I sloppily did my eyeliner and brushed my hair up and I was out the door. I knew my manager was going to talk to me about the few days I had called out but I didn’t care. I hope he fired me so I could look for something less draining.

5:30, I didn’t get fired.I hate this fucking job. It was slow today there were only a few tables seated, three of which were in my section. They all were nice enough, the dinner rush would be coming soon and I dreaded it. At least it’d go by faster.

“Hey uh there’s a guy at table 20 who asked for you specifically”

I didn’t hear from any of my friends, usually when they came in they’d text or call to tell me what time. Dread sank to the bottom of my stomach. No way.

“What’s he look like”

“Black hair, large scar on his face. Kinda freaky looking if you ask me, you know him?”

“Yeah. I’ll be out in a second.”

I said with a sigh and through gritted teeth. My coworker, a girl who moved out of her own free will and was working here to put herself through college told me he was here. I was jealous of her truthfully, she had family who loved her and supported her when I didn’t have that luxury. I put my envy aside and essentially slammed through the swinging doors of the kitchen and sped walked to table twenty where Jeff sat, menu covering his face until I slapped my hands onto the table.

“Why are you here.”

“Hello to you too”

“Don’t ignore my question”

“I was hungry”

“Sure”

I’m not sure why I was so mad with him being here. Maybe because he broke into my home . Or maybe it’s just because being at work made me want to blow a hole through my cranium. But he was here and I was not happy.

“I’m looking out for you”

“You can’t kill everyone who’s rude to me, that’s just food service”

“Who said I wanted to kill them”

“I don’t know. Maybe the guy you killed last time.”

“He distracted me from the news”

“So you’re gonna scare them into being nice”

“Maybe”

We spoke in hushed voices. The small smirk on his face urging me to smack him in the jaw. I met him two weeks ago and now he’s following me to work. Acting like he’s some sort of bodyguard over me.

“I come here to watch the news. To see if they are looking for me. So far the only thing they have on me is that I was wearing a white hoodie. Not anymore though”

I blew air out of my nose, looking to the side and pulling out my server pad, and looking at him with an annoyed expression. One of the other patrons snapping at me to try and get my attention.

“One second”

“We’ve been waiting on coffee for ten minutes, where is it”

“I don’t know you’re not in my section”

“Stupid bitch”

I turned back to Jeff whose eyes were now on the table in the middle of the restaurant, specifically the man who was snapping at me. He smiled, wide and unblinking at him. Something so unsettling it made my own stomach turn. Surprisingly the man quieted down almost instantly.

“You can’t just…do that”

“shut up didn’t he”

“Sure”

“Black coffee”

“I’ll only get it for you if you tip me with a twenty again”

I smiled out of the corner of my mouth. One good thing came from this visit of his and I couldn’t complain if he could creep out rude customers to the point where they become nice ones.

“I’ll tip you more than that. Robbed a rich family today”

“Ok man”

I came back out, holding a cup and the coffee pot that warmed my hand just enough to be comfortable. But table twenty was empty, menu on the table with an 100 dollar bill resting underneath a napkin with words neatly scrawled onto it.

“See you tonight. Leave your sliding door unlocked”

Son of a bitch.

_________________________

My feet hit the concrete, the streetlights reflecting off the glass of the buildings that lined the street while I made my way to my new found friends place. Or at least the closest thing I can get to a friend.

They reminded me of Jane. That grit and stubbornness made me think of a simpler time where I felt loved. Someone who could understand what I had been through. I think she’s married now, woman named Mary or something. I wouldn’t know I couldn’t.

I destroyed whatever she had left and all I had to show for it were scars. I still feel the blistering pain, her horrified screams. I just wanted her to know I loved her. She deserved to love whoever she wanted without the fear of being sent away. I hope I could give that to her at least, now all these years later. I

hoped Mary was kind.

I slowed down when I got lost in my thoughts. The shaking of my hands bringing me back down to the reality of where I was going. I could almost hear the choir, the organ. What I wouldn’t give to be in church.

With my brother.

The glistening Christmas lights that bounced off the light poles, one that looked like Santa, another shaped like a deer, a snowflake.

a manger sat in the middle of the downtown square. Joseph, the infant son of God, Mary. All so peaceful in the warm glow of artificial light.

God didn’t love us enough to save us. Not even his own son. So what am I to him.

I couldn’t stop myself from picking up the plastic figures of the holy family. Smashing the promise of hope onto the cold cement. Piece by piece crushed into the ground with each stomp of a steel toed boot. I picked up the doll of the sacrificial lamb and stared. How could god abandon you. The one thing he created perfect. And what does that mean for me. Not Gods, not my mothers, not my brothers. I was left in an empty world, with an empty soul.

A grunt a scream and choked sobs echoed in the emptiness of the night when I picked up the hay from the manger and set it ablaze. Watching the remainders of the decorations melt and the wood burn. The flames engulfed only the manger as the melted faces of the three wisemen seemed to look at me in disgust.

I hate Christmas

I ran, I ran to the only place I could think to run, where I was going in the first place. I ran while the sounds of memories song chased me. I ran until I could run no longer and then I jogged. My eyes stung and my lungs burned when I finally made it to the sliding glass door. My ears ringing , the sounds of my own memories deafening as I saw them at the door. I was calling her name but I cannot remember it.

Their face, confused but their arms grabbed my own and I fell to my knees. Burying my head into their stomach praying to some alter that was not there I cried. I cried out to a god who did not exist or had forgotten I did. The only comfort I had was someone who did not see me as comfort in the same way but still held my head while I begged for god to see me. To hear me.

“Jeff, what happened”

[the-sad-emo-princess666]

life used to be easy.

It was all about finding the next saddest emo song. Ruining my black nail polish. Making new holes on my neon fishnets with cigarettes. Crying on my Skelanimal. Thinking that love could be like poetry. Swinging at the park with my goth platforms up while i look at the clouds. A picture of my crush that will never speak to on my note book. Being yelled because i missed school. Walking around all alone at night. When scars still healed. I had no rush. No place to be. No one to meet. No one to impress. Just me and my cotton candy. Just me , my thoughts and silence. And that was peace.

[pacisandpuzzles]

THE SIDES (+ extra) & THEIR PACIS ! (headcanons)

Not all of these will have images! Some of them will if I can find an example of what I am imagining :)

Under cut because it got super long!! -_-;

Roman - obviously, very disney themed or prince themed. He'd prefer red pacifiers, because it's his colour !!!, but will make an exception if it's a character he likes.

The 1st 1 is a Queen of Hearts themed paci, but I think Roman would love all the red details and especially the little crown. I also think Roman loves lilo & stitch (more than usual when he's regressing) & would have a blue paci if it means he can have stitch on his paci.

(Also I think stitch reminds him of his brother Remus and he loves his brother! Even if big him denies it)

(1 & 3 - bellesbinkies on IG, 2 - kittycat.crafts)

Orange - we haven't met him, but I think he loves orange juice and probably has a paci covered in oranges. (Big him is so upset everyone keeps comparing him to an orange and gets even more upset that little him loves oranges).

Janus - has to have a snake on it. If it doesn't have a snake on it he cries and cries and cries until Roman/whoever summons a new one/adds one. Unfortunately, I cannot find a paci that has snakes on it :(

It can be any colour and decorated any way, but it has to have a snake (or multiple, preferably). He also loves when his pacis are the colour of his caregiver(s)!!

I did find this one by bellesbinkies & I think it's right up his alley anyway :3 just imagine there's a snake on it, or janus will wail.

( 1 - bellesbinkies )

Remus - bright green and covered in as many charms and jewels as he can put on it. Once it becomes unusable and he starts all over with a new one!! I think he has a gir from invader zim center piece or a skelanimal (most likely lolita the dolphin).

He also 100% somehow chews through the all rubber pieces of his binkie . No one knows how he does it.

Patton - FROGS !!! He most likely owns like 20 pacis and theyre all different. One has a frog centerpiece and another one has a dog and another one has a rabbit and another one has a cat— he needs a million (even if logan tells him its impossible to own a million). He likes to switch out through out the day, he doesn't want any paci feeling unloved !!!

I bet he also loves pacis with shakers!

Logan - probably has around 3 or 4 pacis that he switches through, but his most used is something that looks like the one below. He also has his CG (or himself) glue on little letters that spells out "little star" :)

The rest of his pacis are dark blue with various themes, like doctor who and ocean animals! He has a bingo paci too (He loves bluey!)

Virgil - i found this one and this is SO virgil. He probably goes all out for his binkies !! He wants his binkie to be "spoopy", but not super scary or else he gets really scared (remus once tried gifting him one that was just a little too much for baby virgil & he couldnt sleep alone for weeks).

He uses one paci at a time, usually for months, but once he gets tired of it, he will swap it out.

EXTRA !!

C!Thomas - has a steven universe paci. It's red with a yellow shaker full of little stars (like steven's shirt)

Emile Picani - a snoopy paci that's black and white with little charms

Remy/Sleep - all black paci, covered in little "z"s with the words "sleepy baby" on it.

[aquaemreal]

🕸️NEW INTRO GUH🕸️

WOAH HALLO!!!! IM JUST A RANDOM SCENE KID ON THA INTERNETTT X3

GENERAL ABOUT:

NAMES - AQUA/AQUAEM, GRIFFIN (TYPICALLY USED BY FRIENDS BUT EH)

PRONOUNS - HE/THEY/IT

GENDER - TRANSMASC

SEXUALITY - PANROMANTIC ASEXUAL o_O

AGE - 15, TURNING 16 IN SEPTEMBERRRR

DATING STATUS - SINGLE

DIAGNOSED SHIT - DEPRESSION

UNDIAGNOSED SHIT - AUTISM (I DID PLENTY OF RESEARCH FROM CREDIBLE SITES AND I DO NOT WANT TO GET A DIAGNOSIS AS IT MIGHT MAKE PARTS OF ADULTHOOD HARDER 3X AND THEY’RE EXPENSIVE.)

THINGS I AM A FAN OF:

- ANIMAL JAM

- ANIMALS

- ANIMATION MEMES

- ANALOG HORROR

- ANIMATION

- ART

- AMONG US (KINDA SORTA)

- ARC OF A SCYTHE

- ANIMATED INANIMATE BATTLE

- BFB/BFDI

- BUGS

- BURNER

- BLOONS TD BATTLES

- BLOODY BUNNY

- BRANCH BY APPLEPIE STUDIOS </3

- CREATURES OF SONARIA (ROBLOX)

- CFMOT (NOTE, I TRY TO AVOID SUPPORTING THE CREATOR)

- CREEPYPASTA (KINDA SORTA)

- COMPUTERS

- CHEETAHS

- CARTOON GORE (AS LONG AS IT’S NOTHING REALLY REALLY BAD, SOME SHIT MAKES ME UNCOMFORTABLE.)

- DOMO

- DRAGON ADVENTURES (ROBLOX)

- DRAGON VILLAGE COLLECTION

- EMO ROBOT (LIVING.AI)

- FANDROID

- FURBIES

- FER.AL

- FEMTANYL (THE MUSIC ARTIST.)

- FURRIES

- FURSUIT MAKING

- GEOMETRY DASH

- GLOOMY BEAR

- HAZBIN HOTEL (NOTE, I TRY TO AVOID SUPPORTING THE CREATOR)

- HFJONE

- INANIMATE INSANITY

- INVADER ZIM

- JUST SHAPES & BEATS (THE PINK CORRUPTION TOO)

- LITTLEST PET SHOP

- LOVE OF THE S*N

- MY LITTLE PONY

- MONSTER ENERGY DRINKS

- MURDER DRONES

- NYAN CAT & TAC NAYN

- OBJECT SHOWS

- OLD WEB CONTENT

- PUFFERFISH

- 3D PRINTING

- POKEMON

- PLUSHIES

- ROBLOX

- ROBOTS

- ROLEPLAYING

- SKELANIMALS

- SCENE SUBCULTURE

- SUBCULTURES IN GENERAL

- TUNNEL TOWN

- THE WAITING ROOM (OBJECT SHOW)

- TECHNOLOGY

- TOMODACHI LIFE

- VIRUSES (MALWARE)

- VOCALOID

- WARRIOR CATS

- ZOMBIFIED SHIT

- ZENLESS ZONE ZERO

err ill add onto this as I think of other things im a fan of o_O

WHERE CAN I BE FOUND?

DISCORD - aquaem

YOUTUBE - Aquaem

SPACEHEY - I forgot, inactive on there lolllll

TUMBLR - ur right here idiot/silly

TWITTER/X - @/AQUA3M_OFFICIAL (remove the /)

ANIMAL JAM - Aquaem

ROBLOX - @/ProtogenThePrototype (remove the /)

DO NOT INTERACT:

Well over the age of 25

Proshipper/Comshipper

Typical DNI criteria

“Wrist check emo” jokes

INTERACT WITH CAUTION:

Over 20 years old XP

thats errr

thats it

[catboyposer]

a very fond memory i have is being like. 10 or 11 and being in like. 4th or 5th grade and my friend was telling me about this new thing called being Emo. and how "Emo" was short for "Emotional" and was giving us tips on how to be emo which included "not being happy" and like. having bangs or something. this was around 2008 when emo stuff kind of blew up so i dont remember the exact conversation.

obviously as 11 year olds still in elementary school its not like we could look like the older teen myspace scemos we saw on myspace and youtube so emo for us was like, buying skelanimals and gloomy plushies and watching gore anime and invader zim and listening to music too of course. I remember i had a phase where i liked skull patterns on clothes. I also started getting into the habit of wearing jackets everyday which ended up being a reoccurring gimmick that lasted until college lmao.

i call myself a poser sort of jokingly because i know a lot of new age ppl could probably label me as such (ive never rly been able to dress over the top and flashy for multiple reasons and also i dont limit what music i listen to for the sake of being "valid" or tied down to a specific culture) but scemo rly truly has been like. my whole life. i am 26 now. crazy to think i was there when it started and im here now with a degree and a job and i still go online to look at emo skull graphics and draw guys with flippy hair and im planning to reread jthm. im gonna be 40 one day and still listening to shake it by metro station and buying all my tee shirts at hot topic i really cant imagine being any other way.

anyway theres no point to this rambling im not saying im more or less dedicated than anyone else sometimes i just get emotional thinking about all this. i remember getting made fun of by other kids growing up for "being emo" but idc i had fun and it makes me smile

[teapartyofdeath]

Hai!💖

I'm Liv🩷💜💙

19🧁

She/her♀

Undiagnosed audhd probably

I like aesthetics & collections

I love my gfs :3 🩵🩷🤍🩷🩵⚢

@ccbmonster @sacchi-ko

My flags (in order; bisexual, polyamorous, and acespike)

HELP MOHAMMAD AND HIS FAMILY⬇️

Links to images used in this post

Fun fact; my url is a reference to a Markiplier video.

https://www.tumblr.com/sillyboystimmsnkins/727025659278491648/new-banners-because-i-changed-my-mind-on-the-dni?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/cutthroatkawaii/715087632743448576?source=share

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[officiallunablack]

「 𝓓𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓒𝓾𝓽𝓮🐰💕」

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「 I normally would never wear pink but the new Skelanimals Collection by @hottopic is to die for!! I literally screamed when I saw the Jack vest!! And it’s perfect for Valentine’s Day coming up! 」

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☥ @hottopic

#htfxskelanimals #htfanatic

[missedx1njectionz]

new skelanimals hoodie everyone

[gaylex-gaylie]

BASIC INFO

Collective Name(s): The Animal Collective, AC for short Collective Pronouns: They/It/That/Those Age (Bodily): 17 [9/20/06] System Hosts: Evan Myers [He/Knife/It], Lexxus/Alex Kralie-Thomas [Ve/He/Pine], Jackie Harley [They/Woof] System CoHosts: BINO/HABIT [It/He/Chomp], Pawprint/Obserpurr [It/He/She], Vincent/Vin Sinclair [He/It/She] Frequent Fronters: Jame “Linguini” [He/They], Observer/Obz [It/He/Lurk], Sanguinary/Prebrand [Maim/Maul/He], Lee [He/Him], X-Virus/X [It/He/She] Rentry: Link! It links to all our other shit and the Carrd there has more info on us!

OTHER INFO

We’re collectively a scemo kid, a raver, and a juggalo! We are very passionate about scene culture specifically as it is a special interest, but are passionate about all our other subcultures as well! We’re an amateur Cryptozoologist, and are very passionate about studying cryptids! We've attended the Mothman Festival, visited the Mothman Museum, talked to Dave Spinks, and are currently planning to check both Flatwoods West Virginia and The Cryptozoology & Paranormal Museum of Littleton off our bucket list! Our favorite cryptid author (besides John Keel and Dave Spinks of course) is George Dudding currently! We love Slenderverse!! It’s our main spinterest alongside cryptozoology, and has been for a long time! We're also always looking for new series to watch, so feel free to suggest us some! Our favorite Slenderseries are OneHundredYardStare, ICANSEETHEGIANT, The Record of Stan Frederick, CoyoteIsAwesome, Whispered Faith, and EverymanHYBRID! We also love Homestuck, Creepypasta, Invader Zim, Ace Attorney, Welcome To Night Vale, MLP, Animal Jam, Webkinz, and Skelanimals!

DNI

Basic DNI. Adam Rosner supporters/apologists. Andrew Hussie supporters/apologists. People who make the “Masky cheesecake” joke. People who use the term “cringe” to bully others. Cringe culture is dead, don't be an asshole. People who debate the existence of creatures from closed practices they are not a part of under the guise of cryptozoological study. It's not your place to debate the validity of those beings. Even though it's on the basic DNI, once again endos and proshippers get off our page. You are not wanted here.

BFYI

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[magp1e-starl1ght]

Hello??? First post

Hey. I’m brand new on the site. I’m bigger and also on Tiktok ( xx.sp1d3r_p4wz.xx ) so you can see me there too ig. I like The Cure, David Bowie, Blur, Skelanimals, Nirvana, gorillaz, and of course, Spiders! I use She/her and They/them. And really idk what I’m doin here

Some of my fave songs rn

This is just a basic introduction post. I’m just here cuz I thought it’d be fun :)

[scenethingzz]

I got a new skelanimal a few weeks ago! Dax the dog:))