#the big guy with the lil mohawk

[frudoo]

A non Zombie apocalypse 141 poly

They find another survivor looking for supplies and decide to make her their wife.

I went a lil crazy on this one ngl

Warnings: Non-con/dub-con but nothing sexual. Fem!Reader.

It was that colossal motherfucker you saw first—the one you almost wasted an arrow on because of that creepy skull mask he wore. The big bastard was raiding your shelter, a little storage room in what used to be a department store. Believe it or not, the mannequins you placed outside of your hideout were enough to deter the zombies away, so you had a pretty good thing going. That was before this dumb brute decided to ruin all your hard work and steal your canned goods.

     Your plan was to shoo him away and tell him to piss off, but he wasn’t having it. No, instead, he made you carry your own supplies back to his shelter, where there were three other men to feed. Fuck, you had enough food to last yourself about three months, but now, with these giant men who no doubt have massive appetites? You’re lucky if it’ll last a week. 

     You’re sitting on a raggedy couch between the pretty man with the ball cap and another with a stupid overgrown mohawk now, arms crossed with a foul look on your face. Across from you sits the fucker with the skull mask, and beside him in an ancient recliner is a bearded man wearing a weird hat. Every now and then you let out an annoyed huff, earning yourself a pointed stare from each of them.

     “Are ye gonna eat summat, or jus’ pout like a wee baby?” Mohawk Man asks you through a mouthful of lukewarm spaghetti hoops. 

     You flip him off without even looking at him, earning a few snickers from the other men. If you weren’t so pissed off at all of them, you might have allowed yourself a little smirk. In fact, you feel the beginning of one curling at the corner of your mouth, until Ball Cap™ pulls you into his lap and traps you there with his strong arms. You yelp and try to shimmy out of his grasp to no avail. You go to bite him, but the second your mouth opens, a spoonful of beans gets plopped inside.

     “Swallow,” Skull Guy commands, covering your mouth with one wide palm in case you decide to try and spit it out.

     You glare at him the entire time, but still obey his explicit order because you truly are hungry. You give up on trying to escape the pretty man’s grasp, letting your body go limp. It’s probably wise to save your energy, anyway.

     “Good bird,” he praises mockingly. “Now, since you’re through bein’ a brat, I’ll introduce everyone. 

     “M’Simon. Tha’ there,” he points at the one with the mutton chops, “is John, or Cap’n, dependin’ on his mood. Beside you’s Johnny, but we call him Soap. The one you’re sittin’ on is Kyle. We call him Gaz when he’s bein’ a dick, though.” 

     You nod like you’re paying attention, using his distraction as an opportunity to steal the can of beans from his hand. It’s a weird group, for sure, but aside from the fact that they’re thieving bastards, it might be nice to have more humans to help protect you from the hoards of the undead. It’s a step up from mannequins, anyway. Perhaps it also helps that they’re all insanely attractive.

     “Wha’ aboot ye, hen? Go’ a name?” Mohawk Man—or, Johnny, apparently—asks with a cheeky grin. 

     Before you get the chance to tell him your name, the one with the mutton chops, John, interrupts you. 

     “No matter, is it? We’ll call her our wife soon enough.”

     You nearly drop the can of beans when you process the words that just came out of his mouth, choking on the bite you just took. Kyle pats your back until your little coughing fit ceases, and Simon wipes the sticky residue from your mouth with the sleeve of his hoodie. None of them, you observe, are as baffled by John’s statement as you are. It makes a weird feeling churn in your gut.

     “A-all… all of you?” You stammer nervously, then start again with a lilt of confusion in your voice. “Wife?!”

     “Yes, dove, all of us,” Kyle confirms, confiscating the can of beans from you and setting it on the ground. 

     “Aw, don’t look so scared, sweetheart,” John stands from his place in the old recliner, stepping in front of you and lifting your head up to look at him with his pointer finger hooked beneath your chin.

     “I take good care o’my men. We’ll take good care o’you, too.”

[the-troll-book-of-mormon]

@davekatweek day 1: plush!

in which dave does not want anything remotely puppet-like to watch the proceedings

(+ my rushed attempt at dialogue below)

DAVE: hey karkat sorry to totally crush your wildest selfcest dreams here but do you think maybe we could put that cool guy away before we go any further here

KARKAT: WHAT?

DAVE: your squishy dude over there with the sideways mohawk

DAVE: lil kat

KARKAT: ARE YOU REFERRING TO MY CUSHION EFFIGY?

DAVE: ok theres absolutely no way thats actually the troll word for plushies but ill let it slide without completely derailing the conversation this time

DAVE: yes that guy

DAVE: could we maybe do this without him watching

DAVE: idk something about the way hes been staring at me with those big yellow depression eyes is just killin my vibe

KARKAT: WOW DAVE, REALLY GLAD THAT AFTER ALL THIS TIME YOU FINALLY FOUND IT WITHIN THE ECHOING CAVERNS OF YOUR HOLLOW PUMP BISCUIT TO TELL ME THAT MY "DEPRESSION EYES" ALLEGEDLY "KILL YOUR VIBE".

KARKAT: ANY OTHER COMPLAINTS YOU WANT TO GET OFF YOUR NUB WHILE YOU'RE ALREADY SCUTTLING YOUR EFFRONTERY GASH?

DAVE: dude what

DAVE: thats totally different

DAVE: i love your depression eyes you know i love your depression eyes

KARKAT: I DON'T KNOW, DAVE, IS THIS A THING THAT I KNOW?

KARKAT: YOU DON'T THINK THERE COULD BE ANYTHING CONFUSING ABOUT THE FACT THAT YOU ARE CLAIMING TO "LOVE" AN ANATOMICAL FEATURE OF MINE THAT YOU SIMULTANEOUSLY FIND SO DISGUSTING THAT YOU CAN'T POSSIBLY BRING YOURSELF TO ENGAGE IN CONCUPISCENT ACTIVITIES IN ITS PRESENCE?

KARKAT: ONCE AGAIN I AM COMPLETELY MYSTIFIED BY THE BOUNDLESS GENIUS OF YOUR ATROPHYING SPONGE. HOW COULD I EVER HOPE TO KEEP UP?

DAVE: holy shit dude i cannot believe this is actually something youre stuck on

DAVE: this is a real unfortunate time to be getting into this but maybe its because your depression eyes are attached to the real life body of my sexy as fuck boyfriend and i can look at them and not get the weird fucking heebie jeebies about being watched or secretly filmed

KARKAT: OH.

DAVE: i mean look hes cute and all and on the one hand its genuinely hilarious that in a way were fulfilling plush karkats voyeuristic fantasies that he inherited from you

KARKAT: HEY!

DAVE: but on the other its kinda jarring that every time i glance up and see his weird little fabric face im getting flashbanged by my kid selfs fucked up programming and for a split second its like im seeing something completely different

DAVE: so yeah nothing wrong with his depression eyes specifically its just that theyre eyes and theyre not real and somehow that makes it way more real

DAVE: like maybe someone somehow snuck a webcam in there just now when i wasnt looking

DAVE: which doesnt actually make sense because first of all why

DAVE: and second of all im always keeping my eye out for that sort of thing anyway so i would definitely notice before we got this far

DAVE: but all this dumb shit just makes it kinda hard to focus on the actual depression bedroom eyes right in front of my face

DAVE: not to mention the rest of this effigy im tryin to get my ganderbulbs and prongs all over

KARKAT: OKAY I GET IT, STOP TRYING TO DISTRACT ME FROM THE FEELINGS JAM BY APPROPRIATING TROLL VERNACULAR.

KARKAT: I'LL PUT HIM IN THE OTHER ROOM.

...

i had more of the scene i could write, but it was getting long and im already late for day 1! maybe one day i'll actually write out a scene and post it on ao3

[fortheb0ys]

TOUCHY FEELY SOAP × TOP MALE READER

Soapy boy is my lil guy and I love him dearly🥹

Warnings: groping, hair pulling, rough sex

FEM ALIGN AND MINORS DNI

Soap is a touchy person. He loves feeling you. Both sexual and non sexual. He loves his lips on yours. In situations when you can't kiss due to others being present or you being apart, he unconsciously trances his fingers on his lips, imagining yours on his. You'd catch him sometimes during briefings. He only noices when you crack a smile at his direction and he turns beet red. When people point out his different shade, he has to make up an excuse quickly like 'It's hot in here' or 'I'm a little nervous about the mission.'

During sex, this man is HANDS ON. Grabbing anything and all parts of your body. You got big titties? He's groping them as you pound into him.

Fat ass? He'll grab it pulling you deeper into him.

His hands can't still. He'll scratch, grope, squeeze wherever he can touch.

Also, likes when you touch him. Your hand in his hair, pulling roughly on his mohawk. Your one hand on his cock as you jerk him in front of a mirror and the other tightly around his neck. The burning sensation from his scalp and the lack of oxygen made him cum against the mirror, painting it white.

Your calloused fingers drive him fucking crazy. They way your large hands held him down roughly, leaving dark purple bruises in their wake. A iron grip holding him down and you fuck him hard amd rough.

Loves hand holding. Holds you hand tightly as you spoon him while fucking him ever so gently. Your eyes lock making him feel like the most important person. The gentle kisses you left all over him took his breath away just the same in you were to fuck roughly.

Sometimes when you would hold him, he wouldn't let go for hours. He felt like if he did, you be gone forever. You were okay to hold him as long as he needed, knowing that your jobs were always risky and you never knew when you'd last see one another. Every touch was precious.

[soapyghost]

Strangers

A/N - oh look at that Soapy is back. Maybe. Kinda. This fic came to me while listening to Strangers by Kenya Grace so I would recommend listening to that while you read this maybe idk. This took way to long and idk if I am proud of it

W/C- 2.3K

WARNINGS- !MW3 SPOILERS! Smut, language, fingering, orgasm(s), p i v, unprotected sex, pet names, orgasm denial, slight bondage, lil knife play if you squint, meany mean mean bad Price, literally no aftercare. H E A V Y A N G S T

"Need to see you, luv'"

You stared blankly at the text message notification, frozen solid. It had been 3 months since you last had contact with Captain John Price. You swore to yourself that last last time truly was the last time, yet here you were standing outside your apartment door waiting for his black pickup truck to come rumbling down the road and pick you up.

"Stupid" you muttered to yourself, shivering against the October chill. You knew how this would end, exactly as it always does with your heart broken and your throat sore. Soon enough you could hear the low rumble of Johns truck on the quiet street and as much as you hated it, your heart began to flutter. Maybe this time would be different, you lied to yourself. Maybe this time he'll stay.

As you finally see his headlights your heart jumps into your throat, you know this is a bad idea and your whole body is tingling to run back into your apartment and delete his number from your phone. But you know you could never do that. You were too intertwined with him to ever truly let go, and he knew it.

The car slowed to a stop in front of you, you saw John reach over and pop the door open for you. Reaching out you take the handle of the door and let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding and hop up into the truck. "John," you sigh, "we can't keep doing this. I can't keep doing this. You-" he cut you off with his lips smashing into yours. The kiss was smothering, full of want and need. Whatever speech you had in your head immediately went out the window with his lips on yours.

He was the first to pull back from the kiss which made you whine in want and the miss of the heat of his lips. You flutter your eyes open to see Price's face in the dim light of his truck and you could see his eyes were red. "Soaps dead." he whispered. Soap, his Sargent. The weight hit you like a ton of bricks, you had seen soap a handful of times when you would "coincidentally" be at the same bar as 141. He was a funny guy even if his mohawk was a bit childish you liked him.

"Oh John I'm so sorry" you choked out, holding back tears. Seeing John Price reduced to tears had some affect on you. He simply nodded and gestured for you to put on your seat belt before putting the car in drive and pulling away from your apartment complex.

You drove in silence for what seemed like hours, but it wasn't uncomfortable. You knew once you arrived at your "spot" he would pull you into the back of the car and explain everything. It's how it was with John when he came back from deployments. He needed someone to vent to emotionally and physically and as much as you hated that that's all you would ever be you couldn't deny him.

The truck clamored up the hill to the overlook of the city. It didn't matter how many times he took you here, every time it took your breath away. The way the city seemed so small and insignificant. He put the car in park and sat there for a moment, quiet before whispering, "he was the best of us."

Immediately you unbuckled yourself and moved to the backseat where you grabbed onto John and pulled him back with you. You pulled him on top of you and held him there. You played with his hair and let him just talk. To get everything out, how they were chasing some big bad guy named Makarov around Europe. How they finally tracked him down to some train station and were sent to stop him for good.

The name was vaguely familiar, and it finally hit you. This Makarov was the very same one that John and his team had put away in some dank prison nearly 4 years earlier. You kept yourself quiet while he kept rambling. Letting out every emotion he had held in for the past week since Soap's death. You knew he needed it.

It felt like an hour had passed before Price fell quiet. "I'm so sorry John" you whispered, placing a kiss on the top of his head. Finally he turned his face up to yours and looked you in the eyes. They looked tired, more so than usual. The piercing blue eyes that normally were so sharp and clear seemed clouded with exhaustion and sorrow.

"It's not your fault, luv" he replied, seeming to snap to his senses slightly before he leaned in and kissed you. It was a deep hungry kiss that took your breath away, near suffocating. As he pulls away for a breath you take your opportunity and bite his bottom lip eliciting a low growl from him. You slowly open your eyes to look down at him, just they way you knew drove him insane. You know John didn't text you for a vent session in the back of his truck.

He quickly maneuvered himself out of your lap and up to trap you in between the seat and the door. Heat began to pool in your belly at the sudden change in position. John's eyes were back to the sharp blue that you remember and they looked ravenous. He quickly smashed back into your lips and slithered his hand up your shirt to palm your breast causing you to let out a breathy moan.

"Missed this" he mumbled, moving his hand from under your shirt to below your waist. Dipping down to your panties and groaning at how wet you were already for him. Admittedly it had been quiet some time since someone had fucked you as good as Captain John Price. To be honest with yourself, you don't truly think anyone ever has or ever will. "Already so wet for me?" he purrs into your ear. "'s'all for you John" you whine back, already squirming from him.

You hear John chuckle as he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck and begins kissing while removing his hand from your pants, causing you to let you a sad whimper. "Gotta' get these off luv'" he tuts, and removes your leggings in one swift movement. He finally returns to your panties and when he feels them again it causes him to stop what he's doing.

"For me?" he smirks, looking down at your red and black lace panties. "Only the best for you John," you whisper, before shifting and taking off your shirt to reveal a matching bra. You swear you see Johns' eyes roll back in his head as he lets out a groan. When he looks back down at you, you see a wicked grin. He moves to his pocket and with one swift movement, flicks out his switchblade and cuts between your breasts. Just as quickly he moves down to slice your panties as well. "JOHN" you shout, "THOSE WERE BRAND NEW!"

Before you have a chance to move him off you to morn the loss of what was a stupidly expensive mistake John shoves your chest back down flush with the seat and moves himself lower placing his mouth over one of your nipples. The other hand paws at your other breast and they move in tandem, the bra completely forgotten. You whine, eyes screwed shut.

"Hush now luvy'" Price soothes, slowly kissing down from your breasts to your waist and soon to your pussy, glistening in the moonlight. John devours you, licking your already throbbing clit before moving down to set a furious pace. Eating you out like it truly was his last meal on Earth. You slide down one hand to tangle in Johns' hair and steady yourself.

John knows your body like his own, and knows just how to please you. Soon your quiet hiccupping moans turned into loud cries of pleasure. And just as you began to feel the wire in your belly ready to snap, ready to push over the edge into pure bliss he stops, causing you to nearly cry out in frustration. First the bra and now this?

You look down at him, tears pricking your eyes and you open your mouth to scream at him, he moves faster and kisses you. Forcing his tongue into your mouth so that you could taste yourself on him. He moves one hand down and slides one finger into you, causing you to gasp into the kiss. He pumps slowly, knowing how close you were to your first orgasm.

After a few lazy pumps he sticks a second finger in, causing you to arch your back up off the backseat, already covered in a thin layer of sweat. John moves back in to kiss you, as he starts to move his fingers faster. Soon you're nothing more than a babbling mess, tears full streaming now down your face. "Please john pleasepleaseplease" you cry.

"Awh Princess, you can take a bit more" he chides, before pulling his fingers out entirely, your body already missing the fullness of him. He sticks his fingers into your open mouth "Suck", he commands. And you do, you close your lips around his fingers and lick all of you off of them. He moans, slowly sliding his fingers out of your mouth and reaching for his belt.

He removes it and reaches out for your hands. He grabs them and ties them tightly in front of you. He flicks his eyes up to your face, and you give him a slight nod showing him that you were fine. He moves back to his pants and unzips them and pushes them down just enough to free his cock. It springs up, nearly hitting his abdomen, the tip red and leaky.

He guides himself to your entrance, sliding himself back and forth your slit, gathering up all of your wetness on to his shaft. He leans back down to kiss you, rough and needy, as he guides himself slowly into you. You moan in unison at the feeling. Your walls pulsing around him, like they were made for him. He begins to rut into you, slowly at first giving you time to adjust to his size.

Your hands fly to his front, nails clawing for something to keep you here, in this car, with John. He grunts at the feeling of your nails digging into his chest, and picks up his pace. Moving at a punishing speed, he finally moves his hand back down to your clit.

"Say please Princess," he grunts between thrusts. The words fall from your lips, "pleasepleasepelase ohmygod John pleasepleaseplease". You swear you can hear him chuckle as he finally begins to draw circles on your clit. Panting and chanting his name you finally are allowed to cum, your walls pulsing around his thick cock. You hear him grunt, as he thrusts two, three more times before spilling himself into you. His cum painting your walls.

You both shit there for a moment, coming down from your highs. He moves first, sliding out of you and removing the belt from around your wrists and tossing it to the floor. You scramble to get your shirt and pants back on as he opens the back door and moves around to the drivers side in complete silence.

You climb over the front console and into the passenger seat, waiting for him to start the car. He turns the key and the engine sputters to life. You wait in silence for the deadly silent car ride home you know you're about to endure. But he doesn't move the car. He clears his throat until you look at him and simply gestures to the seatbelt you aren't wearing.

It was always like this, he would text you, you would show up, you'd get fucked better than ever, he would drive you back home in silence, and you'd go back to being strangers. It hurt every time. You hoped it would be different and tried to ask him about the others. "How is the rest of the squad taking it?" you whisper, looking over at him. His eyes never waivered from the road.

As you finally roll up back to the parking lot of your apartment, the weight of everything finally hits you. "I really am sorry about Soap, John" you whisper, looking over at him before grabbing your now torn bra and panties. John simply nodes at you, and flicks the lock on the door. You hop out and close the door behind you. The second you do, the truck is in drive and John Price is gone.

You spend just a few seconds blinking away tears as you watch him leave, before turning back and heading into your suite. You toss the ruined bra and panties into the garbage and head to the bathroom to clean yourself up. After you finish in the shower you head back to your room and see that you have a missed notification.

It was a CashApp notification, "Sorry -$200" from none other than Captain John Price himself. You scoffed, after everything this was how he "thanked you"? You immediately tried to send the money back but found that you were blocked. You rolled your eyes and dialed in Johns number, only to be met with his voicemail.

You flicked open your messaging app and shot him a message "I don't need your money", before throwing your phone and rolling into bed and promptly passing out. When you awoke the next morning, your fumbled around your room to find your phone and see what John had sent back. You click your screen and see no new messages, which puzzles you. He always texts back.

You unlock your phone only to be met with a bright red notification in your messages of

"Not Delivered!"

[fionarara]

omg fifi i loved your dissertation on my selfship answers 😭 let’s talk about it!!

Taka having to grow up raising two sisters seems to be a dead giveaway to his ability to be patient!! mana and luna probably had their share of mood swings, pouty episodes, etc. not to mention, boy seems to be pretty familiar with depression and crazy family issues (bc of the shiba’s). i’m the type of person who would constantly give him an “out” because i go through waves of emotion sometimes, but GODDAMMIT Taka is just that type to keep holding your hand, rub your back, help you take a breath… how is one person so fkn composed?! 😭 he’d make your your favorite meal and run you a bath— man does he make little butterflies flap around in my stomach 😵‍💫😩

i also love that you love my tickle headcanon for Shuji. yk this guy being such a hardened delinquent and probably kept everyone at an arms length at all times, imagine his shock when you wiggle your hands into his sides and he jumps like two feet in the air like “what the fuck was that” and i just… personally i feel like he deserves to laugh and be a giggly goofy guy 🥲

and don’t EVER apologize for saying a lot bc i also have a lot to say about all these fine ass gang members 😌🤭

♡♡♡ EVERYBODY LISTEN UP ! I WANT IT SPREAD FAR AND WIDE ACROSS THIS FANDOM THAT SIN AND PUNISHMENT HAVER AKA HANMA SHUJI IS A CANON TICKLISH BISH (affectionate), little tickly fingers are his achilles heel which he has gone thru great lengths to hide, has spent a considerable amount of time trying to do so—not even kisaki knows—the only person that does know is the one he's dating,,, and whenever you do end up finding out that very first time, he just pounces you, wild and wide-eyed, pinning you to the couch. one playful tatted hand is clamped over your giggly mouth and his other has a tense singular index finger bolted up and out where it's then pointedly directed down at your face, while you're giddy and squirming beneath him, as he gleefully glowers down at you, it's a goofy lil threat, "—but don't you dare tell a fuckin soul ! " and oh mitsuya definitely has the best soft dom game out of the TR-verse, ~aftercare master extraordinaire~ ,,, only closely rivaled by draken's game, buuut tbh that's probably why they were bffs from way back ^_^ u know when they both had mohawks together ? they like gravitated toward each others' energy bc they have v similar nurturing dispositions\tendencies and sensed it in each other like finding your kin in the wild, since YEA they actually both grew up around vulnerable females, taka w his baby sisters, ken in the brothel, but i digress,,,lalala no no, rly, lex u speak big truths about mitsuya's love language: huge ACTS OF SERVICE guy, and when he's done running you a bath he will even brush the tangles out of your damp hair so gently because he is so practiced at it, please he fucking LIVES for that soft labor. . + .

[meliora-box]

GhostSoap hc’s because it’s almost 2am :D

-yknow what imma say it ghost gives me gamer vibes sometimes soap will catch him at 2am playing Minecraft or something and be like “for the love of god go to SLEEP”

-soap is definitely a metal head idc like bro has a MOHAWK I know he has a jacket full of patches with his favs he definitely likes shit like Metallica, System of a Down, slipknot, Ghost(heh) and etc

- he definitely introduced Ghost to Simon because of the OBVIOUS

“Look babe this band has ur call sign” “that’s nice hun I’ll look into it”

- Mary on a cross is their song I SAID IT ITS CANNON like the line “your beauty never ever scared me”????? THEM

- they have silly little movie date nights full of cozy blankets and snacks

-except one time soap suggested (forced) the 1997 Selena movie (because my version of soap is half Mexican) and thought it would be a GREAT idea (ghost hella cried at the end) “if I had to suffer thru it you do too”- Soap consoling ghost probably

-Soap is like every Latino mom and does his lil cleaning day with loud ass music blasting(he ain’t called soap for nothing🚶🏻‍♀️) and poor ghost just lays in bed like bro AGAIN⁉️

- Ghost teases soap for his height (he’s not even that short ghost is just GIGANTIC) but anyone else does it he squares up immediately

-Ghost definitely wants a dog but knows Soap is TERRIFIED of them (probably where he got the chin scar from)

-soap probably teaches ghost how to dance for the next time they go to another one of soaps family functions(Ghost pretends to be reluctant but secretly likes it because he likes the physical contact)

- in my version of them Soap is trilingual (Spanish, Scottish Gaelic and English) and Ghost is Bilingual (English and French because I think maybe his mom was French) he knows a BIT of Spanish but not a lot but soap teaches him

- Ghost likes bad bunny thanks to soap LMAOO

-like imaging that big ass man pulling up to base with bad bunny full blast I’m now laughing my ass off to that image💀

- Soap thinks beans on toast is HILARIOUS he once saw the rest of 141 eating it and just died from laughter on the spot

- Soaps family loves ghost although his older brother and sisters definitely gave him the shovel talk because that’s THEIR baby brother but let’s ghost into the gang because they see he’s a cool guy

- ok back to the songs thing every time Mary on a Cross is on and the “your beauty never ever scared me” part comes on Soap always looks at ghost and quietly sings the line with this dopey look and ghost ALWAYS gets flustered

Ok I’m done it’s now 3am I might continue this when the brainrot returns🚶🏻‍♀️🚶🏻‍♀️

[entomolog-t]

Glance, face, motion, and night for Shadows We Cast Duo!

also who usually has custody of the brain cell?

LETS GOOOO! (From this)

This is a long one 💕😭

At a Glance:

For Sal it would be his size in a multipurpose sense of the word, obviously he's tiny, but despite being objectively small he's undeniably big- broad shouldered, heavily muscled and long limbed so he despite his build he doesn't look stocky. It's clear as day that if he were human sized he'd be an absolute unit.

For Mark it's a bit harder- Mark is a very plain and unassuming man. The most notable standout trait would likely be he has extremely well kept skin. His cleanliness habits as well as being fairly indoorsy have left him with very clear/soft skin. He was a calm and polite kid, never really getting rough or rowdy, so he's got nearly no scars to boot. Skincare icon💅 we love a man who regularly washes his pillow cases 😭 he absolutely has a meticulous skincare routine that is complete nonsense to Sal and his bi-weekly baths.

Face:

With Sal's face, his most noteably traits would be his pointed ears, and facial scars. Sal is warm skinned, normally having a slight flush/mild sunburn. Hes got an obnoixious mullet/mohawk that he occasionally ties back. His face shape is fairly sharp and distinct, with a Roman (or broken?) nose and wide smile. He's got soft green eyes and an overall friendly, if a bit puckish, face despite the gnarly scars (one over his brow and another on his chin).

Again, Mark's most distinguishing facial feature would be his extremely clear skin. He does have a bit more of a pretty boy/cute look to him compared to Sal. Mark has soft balanced features, meaning nothing really stands out in a good or bad way. Mark is Korean-Canadian, and has brown almond shaped eyes and neutral to cool toned skin. He's got dark brown hair that's kept in a fluffy curtain bang with the sides and back cut short. Mark's facial expressions tend to be reserved and soft for the most part, but Sal has a distinct way of getting much more animated reactions out of Mark (usually for all the wrong reasons).

In Motion:

Sal is extremely animated and exaggerated when interacting with others, almost bouncy. His movements are very high energy, and could be seen as reckless/risky to those watching given he's got no qualms with climbing/heights. He moves with a lack of caution that comes from skill/confidence- not recklessness. He moves a bit less impulsively when hunting/gathering, at times almost animalistic in the way he darts around or ambushes. There's a clear springloaded vibe that denotes significant power his movements. His lack of clothing definitely doesn't impede his motion 😭 though, the way he tapes his feet is actually a trick for arch support and to give him a bit more grip. Underneath his loose pants he wears what is essentially a garter belt for his knife/sword so it doesn't get caught on plants. He does have a few alternate outfits, but they tend to be very utilitarian.

Marks movement is much more soft- he's shy, and the way he moves tends to be very small/closed off/reserved. His movements are polite and careful, though almost skittish. Mark is fairly graceful with his small movements, though he's not coordinated or athletic on a larger scale, bordering on clumsy. Mark's clothes are 80s-90s inspired basic, functional and clean, but neutral- not excessively flexible or restrictive.

Night time :

Sal is absolutely a birthday suit type (much to Mark's frustration on Sals visits) though if the material is soft and fluffy and loose enough he may be persuaded to cover up ... maybe.

Mark is a big comfy shirt and cozy sweatpants kind of guy- he likes graphic t's (fun fact: occasionally his shirts are nods towards other G/t content as a fun lil Easter egg. I think there's only one posted right now but I got a few different shirt wips in the making as nods to other creator's content)

Brain Cell:

Mark holds the braincell 9 times out of 10, though it's more so because Sal let's himself be more goofy and free with Mark, letting his guard down. Though, Sal is far more knowledgeable about the outdoors/wildlife/crafting and things of the like. Mark is more so a man of modern intellect.

[sweetestcaptainhughes]

Who I write for / what I call NHL players.....

so @stayg-0ld requested an updated verison. I made a list a while ago of players that I like, what I thought of them, and my little dumb nicknames for them. Here is the linked list if you wanna read it. But it's time for an update because I realize so many new nicknames aren't on here. So in no particular order here is a list of players I write for and what I call them depending on what's happening. Also if you are looking for pictures or things on a particular player this is also how I tag everything on my blog (minus my writings). I think I remembered everybody but there is a chance I forgot someone so I will go back and edit this as needed.

Quinn Hughes: My one true love, I don't think I can describe to you guys how much I adore this man, it's actually a little insane. As I've said before I am his number one bully and whore. His tag on my blog is #huggy bear 🐻 himself

Other nicknames include but not limited to: king, pretty boy, Quinny., eldest daughter. Shockingly I don't have a unique name for Quinn and that is honestly shocking to me.

Brock Boesar: I just find him to be a very kind dude. I also love the fact that his nickname Mr.Sensitive. I don’t post about him often, so you can look for him under his name, hopefully soon I will have time to go back and add his nickname to all posts so it would #mr.sensitive 🥺

Jack Hughes - He is growing on me more and more each day. His tag on my blog is #oh jacky boy 🥺

Other nicknames include but not limited to: my favorite fuckboy, J, sassy king, society's favorite middle child, angry white man. (okay but like that last one like tell me he isn't truly an angry white man 90 percent of the time on the ice??)

Luke Hughes - He really is just a child but I will say his hair hasn't looked as homeless lately and he really buffed up this summer, so I'm happy for the Lukey girlies. I tried looking and I don't think he has a tag on my page...

His nicknames include: homeless boy, Lukey, savage. (no I don't feel the need to explain any of them.)

Nico Hischier - I feel like I am constantly talking about this man so I won't bore you all with the details. His tag on my blog is #my little european king.

His other nicknames include: pretty boy, and swiss king.

John Marino - It physically pained me to make his name blue just now. 😭 I don't think I can even explain how much I adore this man. Like out of every player (Quinn included) I would love to have lunch with John once. Like I wanna sit down and hear all his thoughts on the Devils, especially the Hughes because I know he used is almost psychology degree to use and psychoanalyzed all of them. I also have used all my knowledge to psychoanalyze all of them and I would love to compare notes. I also think he is closet to my personality like not quite an extraverted but also not introverted. His tag on my blog is #mr.harvard man himself

His other nicknames I call him in no particular order are johnny boy, city man or city boy, east coast king, boston boy.

Cole Caufield - I could talk about this man for days. Cole holds a very dear place in my heart, he's truly a golden retriever. Cole would definitely call his girlfriend mamas. He also gives very big bi energy to me and I can't really explain it. I also ship him with Trevor Zegras like I am CONVINCED something happened when they were on the U.S development team together and I could write an essay about that if asked. His tag on my blog is # my lil bi' baby 🏳️‍🌈

I also sometimes call him baby boy, pretty boy (yes I am refusing nicknames sue me), my little short king. (I do have that as a tag as well on my page but it has multiple people in it.)

Trevor Zegras: I will write for Trevor, I have talked about my many thoughts on this man before. But when I write for him he doesn’t have a Mohawk in my brain. 🤣 like I am probably number one hater for his new hair, and if their are no haters left on this planet it is because I am dead.

Arber Xhekaj: I recently discovered Arber and I don’t think he has a nickname yet on my blog. When he gets one I will be sure to update my tag list. But I do find this man adorable, he seems like a kind guy despite how he acts on the ice…

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Players I won’t write for because THEY ARE CHILDREN. But I do occasionally post about.

Beckett Sennecke - his nickname and tag under my blog is both # my lil baby ducklin 🐥

Macklin Celebrini - his name name is baby shark. But I also call him Canucks number 1 fan. (If you know you know)

Arturs Silovs - his nickname is baby goalie and that is also his tag. (Yes I realize his nickname isn’t that orginal sue me)

Connor Bedard - Connor literally got added today and due to his first fight the other day. His nickname and also tag is #my lil scraper, you know since he’s a fighter now. 😂

[javaghoul]

Choujin X 1: Re-read

I love ishidas art so much

Opening panel reminds me of Re: volume 1

Totally forgot this is set in the 90s

Hello Chie Hori w/ Eto bandages!

I described this as 'slow' completely blanking out the bunch of people set on fire on p14 🤭

Teenage Haise with a kick that'd make Yomo & Nishiki proud

Similar set up to TG: introduces "the worst" parts of Choujin immediately (passengers getting bbqd, just like the opening of TG1 with Rize torturing some victim), before jumping to the hero and his friend, and laying the foundation for an explanation as to what a Choujin is etc

Calling Tokio a "buzzard" because he hangs around people cooler than him is hilarious and I will use that insult in the future

HC THAT THE ASSHOLE WITH THE MOHAWK WAS INJECTED WITH RC CELLS WHICH STIMULATED HEALING

CHOUJIN X 2

really don't like his smarmy little friend Azuma, he can fuck right off smug lil prick

I like Ely!

There is a LOT going on. I have no idea who the bad guys are, which level 'bad' they are etc

I ADORE shiozaki, and I would 100% steal from vending machines too

I have no idea what is going on

ishida loves his big sister/younger brother dynamic

Smoke monster face thing?

What's going on?

yay superheroes. Maybe?

Choujin X anon: I finished reading volume 2 last night, and I AM INTRIGUED. I have absolutely no idea what is going on: it seems like there's several story lines going on at once and eventually it'll start coming together.

I like Tokio! He's lame, but he's self-aware of it, and unlike Kaneki, he isn't full of self-pity. Can you IMAGINE Kaneki becoming a beast Choujin? The dude had a breakdown over a red eye. But yeah, Tokio seems like an optimistic kinda guy and it's refreshing.

I think Ely is good too; I wasn't too sure about her in the first volume as her dialogue irritated me lol, but she's a nice character. I love the baseball guy so I hope he's in it more.

I'm not sure who the Eto is yet. I don't think it's the snake girl, so could it be the paper girl that hangs out with the tentacle guy? Or maybe she isn't in it yet 🤔

Anyway, I have volume 3 so I'm gonna be reading that next 🌟

[cer-rata]

I've heard you're writing a fic about Bao Pham! I don't know you and I don't know anything else about the fic yet, but I would like to. Please tell me about Bao Pham.

(Love Bao! Chapter one is actually already posted, but he doesn't appear until the upcoming chapter. A lil background: As a feature of this AU, Jason has broken away from Bruce completely, killed the joker and set himself up as the king of Crime Alley's underworld. Bao thought that was sick as hell and joined up to be one of his lieutenants.)

Bao handed the kid a controller--one of the worse ones because he worried that Lurch Jr. might accidentally crush anything he was given. Like he did the thermos…and the soccer ball and the rubik's cube. The kid grabbed it slowly, and Bao noticed that the veins on his hands…sort of looked like roots. That probably wasn’t normal.

“Uh, alright, big guy, you’re holding it right, so I figure you’ve used a controller before?”

The kid looked down at him, sad brown eyes framed by a pair of confused eyebrows. “...I guess.” He said finally. It sort of freaked Bao out to hear his voice, it wasn’t as deep as he expected, made him sound young--and he clearly was young, despite how fucking huge he was. That made everything feel worse.

“Okay, that's...Okay so you mainly just gotta try to jump over the blades.”

“Okay.” He died a couple times in rapid succession. The motor skills weren’t there. “...Oh,” He sighed. “I’m not good at this.”

Bao patted him on the bicep and Christ, why was his skin so cold?

“Hey, no, no you’re trying, this is normal, dying a lot is the bit. You just have to--”

“I think I was good at this.”

Bao’s lips twisted. “Y-yeah?”

“It’s familiar. Familiar enough to know that I’m bad at it.”

“You don’t have to be good, you’re playing a cartoon cube of meat, you can just fuck around and–”

“I think something bad happened to me.” He whispered, suddenly sounding close to tears.

Bao winced and looked down at his own hands. They were shaking, and not because he was afraid that the kid could crush his head like a grape.  

“...Yeah. Yeah I know, big guy. We’re…trying to figure it out. I’m sure Jason can dig something up, he knows way weirder people than us.”

The kid made a sound that Bao was going to call a laugh because he didn't want to acknowledge the other possibility. He leaned into Bao slightly, managing to not crush him even, which was hopefully progress on the body control.

“...Jason can dig something…up. Okay.” He paused. “Bao? You’re…Bao right?”

“Usually.”

“I like you.”

“Oh, w-well–”

“I like your name.”

“Uh, thanks--”

“I think it’s like…like food? Like a cute little food maybe?” 

Bao closed his eyes and sighed. “Yeah, yeah it’s like--”

“I think it fits. ‘Cause you’re cute and little.”

…Alright he didn’t know where to take that one.

“I’m neither of those things, kid.”

“Isn’t that why your hat is like it is? To make you look less cute and also taller?”

Did he just get roasted by a kid with maybe two active brain cells?

“Hey! There’s a story behind that helmet, and it’s got nothing to do with overcompensating--”

“What’s that thing on your helmet called?” 

Bao followed his sightline to where his helmet sat nearby on a table.

“Uh, I dunno what you--”

“The red thing.”

“The mohawk bit?”

“Yeah. It's... familiar. Feels like…he cares.”

Bao sat up a little straighter. “‘He?’ Who’s ‘he?’”

The kid sighed. “I dunno. I can’t see him in my head. Can’t see anything in my head.”

“...But! You might have known someone with a mohawk, and that’s a start.”

“Bad start.”

“In my experience, most starts are. And most finishes. And the middle parts too.”

The kid giggled. “Well, that makes everything okay.” He smiled, big and bright and warm. His eyes crinkled a little at the corners. Bao hadn’t seen him really smile yet. It was nice. It was genuine. It made Bao sick. It made Bao angry.

Someone was going to die.

[chichimarshmallow]

schmoochle headcanons !!

urgh im bored and i need to rant about my skrunklies so today i bring you some schmoochle headcanons,,,

rare schmoochle

youngest of the schmoochle family, at least 13-17 and have a height of at least 7-8 feet

mohawk man acts slightly more mature and tough than horned douche, horned douche is very silly and goofy and is just a very likable and pure boi in general but can get very serious rlly fast when arguing with their partner

one of them has a southern accent change my mind

and on the topic of voices they are very likely to sound like those young boys in anime who are voiced by females but with a slightly deeper tone especially mohawk man horned douche would probably sound more like namine ritsu lmfao

both are fluent in korean !!

mohawk is fruity asf and a lil more ahem seductive with their actions for example eating elongated foods like bananas and popsicles and long cream-filled pastries when they feel like it and it kinda makes horned douche cringe a bit but at the same time they don't rlly mind

mohawk man is also kinda a tsundere !!

they know how to play the electric guitar, very skilled at it also they're yearning to be rockstars <;33 i mean cmon with a design like that u can not tell me it wouldn't be true bet me 200$ that they literally shred the electric guitar strings like their lives depend on it

again, with a design like that you can NOT tell me they don't wear chains and leather stuff and spiky bracelets and pentagram necklaces and other gothic/emo stuff if u tell me otherwise u lyin' also you'll prolly catch them at hot topic 25/8 no delays

to add to the electric guitar stuff they LOVE rock music and heavy metal it's their FAV music of all time

mohawk man likes rocky road ice cream, horned douche likes mint choco chip (my fav flavour btw) and mohawk man kinda despises them for it smh-

they're into horror games and horror movies, horned douche is a lil cowardly tho unlike their partner who kinda likes getting jumpscared and seeing their lover being a scaredy cat

to add to they're likes for horror they're also into the paranormal, they like spooki stuff like demons, witches, ghosts, vampires and stuff like those and will read about them

common schmoochle

oh now where do i even start with these two,,,

erm they are very floofy and perfect for hugging,,

horned dude is a chill and outgoing gentleman to be around and is a talker, and ponytail gal is kinda shy and not as talkative as their partner but is very sweet you might get diabetes, also they're kinda sensitive and horned guy's a bit protective for that specific reason

they're like the middle family members, young adults at 18-19 and can be about 8-9 feet tall perfect size to be given a big ol' bear hug by them hehe,,,

fluent in japanese !!

sometimes they'll go to watch the beautiful scenery of the sunset/sunrise while sitting on top of a hill or sumthn

ponytail gal loves wearing bows and jewelry hence why my design for them has their ponytail tied up with a red bow and they have a pink heart ring on their finger, their partner is likely to kinda spoil them with exactly those things, if it's pretty enough to look good on them then they'll get it

ponytail gal is also one of those kinda ppl that are easily distracted by cute and fluffy things, if they see anything that they claim to be cute they will STARE RESPECTFULLY and will even try to touch it; for example if they see cat *ahem* cataliszt- then they'll react just as how i described it

boba dates every now and then !! horned guy doesn't like boba that much but will surely get some for their partner who is a boba lover, may also go for sweet treats as an extra deal for their little dates,,

i'll have you bet me 50$ that horned guy is both a flirt and a tease and will use those traits on their partner just to see them flustered just because they want to and they think it's cute.

ponytail gal likes peaches, not too fond of the tart/sour tasting ones tho they prefer the sweeter ones. they also like strawberries but again will dismiss the sour tasting ones for the sweeter tasting ones

ponytail is also slightly touch-starved,, may require hand holding and headpats and snuggling from their partner every now and then which their partner rlly doesn't mind at all,,

try and tell me they don't like playing dating games i'll instantly disagree with u

as for their voices they will sound like uzi and n i can hear it everytime i look at them if you try and tell me otherwise then get out rn >:((

epic schmoochle

i mean ofc epic schmoochle resembles elderly love so ofc they're gonna be the oldest of the schmoochle family and i'm talking mature adults so they're 20+ years old and ofc i can guarantee they're the tallest out of everyone so they'll be about uhhh 9+ feet tall

in personality they are motherly and fatherly with their younger common and rare cousins so basically they're also the parental figures, they're also the same in personality when it comes to being aorund other monsters

married couple, that's all i gotta say !!

fluent in chinese !!

will sometimes go stargazing for their dates, they like watching the night sky and looking at silly constellations while having a nice chat

since they're made of chocolate and candy their hardness depends on temperature, if it's hot they're gonna start melting which could cause problems for them, if it's cold then they're good

having to put up with the other schmoochles' shenanigans especially rare schmoochle those kids be doing the most lmfao is kinda a tough job for them but they are able to make it work

speaking of that whenever the schmoochles watch a movie and an inappropriate scene comes up epic schmoochle are always the ones to shield their cousins eyes so they don't have to see it lmfao

art is a hobby they enjoy the most, they're good at it too

they flirt with each other 24/7 and if other monsters don't like it then they can leave <3

pigtails has a sweet high pitched motherly voice with a southern accent and grandpa (sorry lmfao i had to i mean cmon LOOK AT THAT HAIRSTYLE) has a deep voice and a british accent

that's all i got for now and my boredom is officially gone now so waheyyy,,, 🎉🎉🎉

[jlemonster]

[ID: A cartoony picrew of a green-haired little guy. The style is simplified and very round. My picrew is sat, with a mischievous smile, a blood splatter on its cheek, and a knife lying next to him. Its hair is a green mohawk with dark shaved sides, and purple sideburns. In its head are two long pointy red horns, and a little sprout with two leaves. It wears a brown jacket with spikes, an aroace and trans pins, and dark cloth patches; he also has jean shorts, torn fishnets and high black boots. Beneath the jacket, its naked torso shows two scars right below the pecs, to represent top surgery scars. For accessories it has black fingerless gloves and a simple leather choker. /END ID]

little guy picrew :>

tagged by @two-hands-toward-the-sun >:3!!!!! (his picrew)

@ebby172 @tired-dummy @nlelira-vintgesunf <3

i just got back from my partner's house were i impulsively gave myself horns so this comes at a very good time to update :P

[ID 2: My hair against an all white ceiling. It shows the front of a green mohawk, with two big strands dyed red, made to look like long pointy horns. The image cuts off at my thick eyebrows, and it all is turned 90°, so my head pokes from the right side instead of from below. /END ID 2]

I've been thinking of doing something New with it for a lil while, im very pleased with it! and i think the purple sideburns are next!!!!!.

[nami-lvr]

Correct OP: Part 3

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4

Ft: Shanks, Law, Ace, Sabo, Marco, Smoker, and princess Vivi

A/N: I love everyone on this list like for real come kiss me Vivi 🙁🙁 SHANKS TOO. HE IS SO FINE. SO IS ACE. LIKE GYYYYYAT!! Next part is Enel, Katakuri, Big Mom, Kidd, Arlong, and Yamato (last part)

Shanks

Loud ass snoring

Does not care

Aaabsolutley pulls bitches

Marines or not marines

Paints his nails the brightest most noticeable colors

Bright yellow

Hot pink

Neon green

Absolutely outstanding father

10/10 dad

The one you call to get drunk or high or cross faded with

Would deal his kids weed to make sure they stay safe

Would also give alcohol recommendations

all when they’re legally allowed ofc

Law

Definitely

A lil fruitcake

Sorry to all Law simps but he is AroAce and atp it’s cannon

Would not be into romance at all

Ever

He would definitely read gay dirty books though

“I WAS JUST CURIOUS-“

Boooo lame excuse

Like

Ok gay ass 🥸

Would dress like a teen boy trying to be cool

Would be an outstanding father if he ever had kids

Would be so into Star Trek not even joking

Speaking Klingon and allat

Stoner

WEED SMOKER

Is a Math/Science kinda smart guy

Ace

I do not give a single shit what this GIF looks like

Ace has a hooked nose

And crooked teeth

And heterochromia

One green eye one brown eye type shit

Is color blind

The green and red kind

Can not drive

Do not let him behind the wheel

Please

Got that greasy hair

That unwashed stench

Overgrown armpit hair

Has a forest under there

A REALLY GOOD LOOKING HAPPY TRAIL ☹️☹️

YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW GOOD HIS HAPPY TRAIL LOOKS I SWEAR TO YOU

Sabo

This motherfucker is inSANE

Bro needs to go back to the mental health institution

Has a gold tooth

Has cologne on always

And it smells so good

Doesn’t brush his hair

But its fine bc he really pulls off the messy look

Tried to grow a beard and it did not look good

Is very organized

Is insecure about his scars

(Secretly) looks at guys

Not so secretly looks at girls

Is definitely bisexual

TRANSGENDER

Choked on the devil fruit when he ate it

Messy eater

CROOKED NOSE

It’s basically facts that the ASL brothers have crooked noses

Except for Ace with his hooked nose

Can speak Spanish but not Portuguese

Loser can’t speak the language he grew up around 💀💀

Marco

Just GET A DIFFERENT BARBER GYAT DAMN 😭😭

At least get a fade

Has male pattern baldness

Knows his hair is bad (doesn’t care)

Has cavities

Doesn’t floss

Does not wear deodorant

would definitely dress grungy

And or punk

And have a mohawk sometimes ;p

And think he’s the shit

When he needs to fix that GODDAMN HAIR

He would be gay

Oh my god how gay he would be

Has SEX

This guy FUCKS

Idk how but I feel like he pulls some major bitches

Smoker

TBH I would fuck him and I’m literally asexual

So yk this dude is getting it on

Has tried to smoke 20 cigars at once

Succeeded somehow

Type of guy to say “I bet five dollars that___” and always lose

But does it anyways

GOD at rock paper scissors

You may win the first time you play him, but that’s because he’s watching your tactics

Sneaky little bastard

Straight and Cis but fully supports the LGBTQIA+

“They don’t bother me, and even if a queer person did bother me, it would only be that specific one. Not all of them.”

It makes no sense how people get bullied for things they can’t control

Very stand up kinda guy

Beats up bullies type of fella

Princess Vivi

She is so fine istg

She would for sure pull

Would have an unbelievably dark past by age 30

God of never have I ever

Would just own everyone in it

The coolest backstory

Paints her nails to match her hair

Looks really good in modest dresses

Uh

She’s Hispanic

Not sorry

For real she is

I think she would really like cats

Keeps in contact with the strawhats

Buys them things and all that

Gives them supply crates like food and fresh ingredients

Really likes working with kids

Would be an amazing and patient teacher

Would have a really good singing voice

Looks absolutely amazing in white

[tinydancerandthemoonchild]

Leo

[Theres a few thumps, and a gator appears, he looks like the one from the hologram— but he’s big, like really big. Smaller then the hologram but pretty damn big]

[His red eyes are wide as he squints at Leo, he’s got a long red mohawk that matches his eyes, the gator looking down at Leo before walking over and picking up the sunglasses, putting them on before grinning down at Leo]

“Thanks lil guy!”

Donnie

[She frowns at him before sitting down]

“Yeah, I’m a robot, it’s programmed in.”

[She knocks on her head, it creating a tink tink tink noise of metal hitting metal]

“The prettiest one if I might say!”

[Roxy perks up, grinning as if she’s quite proud to say that, her tail wagging a bit before stopping and looking back at him]

- @fnaf-anon

[Leo chimes happily, clapping with his little plush hands before reaching upwards like he wanted to he picked up.]

[This seemed to satiate Donnie a bit. i cannot be sure as i do not know your programming. you do seem to be quite advanced though. i do not know how i got here or why i am stuck in this form but you will have to make do with morse code for now. i am Donatello. i am the king of the moon. who are you and where are we?]

[humanperryfic]

AHHH I HAVE ONE!!!

(ok it’s human perry/perryshmirtz, but still)

uhhh song list under cut because there's 120 songs in here

Ghengis Khan (Miike Snow)

Kiss with a Fist (Florence + The Machine)

You Snuck Your Way Right Into My Heart

Wrecking Ball (Mother Mother)

Toxic (Britney Spears)

Dazed and Confused (Ruel)

Good in Bed (Dua Lipa)

I Can’t Help Falling in Love With You (UB40)

Take Me to Church (I WANT THIS VERSION THOUGH SPOTIFY PLEASE)

Whatever it Takes (Imagine Dragons...I know)

How to Save a Life (The Fray)

Queer as in Fuck You (Dog Park Dissidents)

No Time to Die (Billie Eilish)

Boys Don’t Cry (The Cure)

Almost Human (Aurelio Voltaire)

I Got a Thing for You (Stan Bush)

I Still Adore You (The Oozes)

Nemeses (Jonathan Coulton)

Bleed Like Me (Garbage)

Break My Face (AJR)

Nobody Loves You Like Me (Jonathan Coulton)

Silent Shout (The Knife)

Arms Tonite (Mother Mother)

Feelings Are Fatal (mxmtoon)

I Don’t Hate My Body I’m Just Afraid of It (Mallrat)

Would You Be So Kind (dodie)

Something Just Like This (The Chainsmokers)

Silence (Marshmello)

Secrets (OneRepublic)

Happier (Marshmello)

I'd Rather Be Me (With You) (Steven Universe)

Angel With A Shotgun (The Cab...if this isn't on your enemies-to-lovers ship playlist then do you even have an enemies-to-lovers ship playlist?)

Nightmare (Set It Off)

Ever Fallen In Love (With Someone You Shouldn't've?) (Buzzcocks)

I Knew You Were Trouble (Taylor Swift)

Everything's Magic (Angels & Airwaves)

Hate to Love You (Karmin)

broken (lovelytheband)

Broken Pieces (Andy Black)

Chemicals React - Remix (Aly & AJ)

If I Killed Someone For You (Alec Benjamin)

Battlefield (Jordin Sparks)

bad guy (Billie Eilish)

Stupid for You (Waterparks)

Must Have Done Something Right (Relient K...there's an AMV somewhere on tumblr of this)

Problems (Mother Mother)

good 4 u (Olivia Rodrigo)

Skin (Sabrina Carpenter)

May I Have This Dance (Francis and the Lights)

Doin' Time (Lana Del Rey)

Cigarettes & Feelings (The Haunt)

THATS WHAT I WANT (Lil Nas X)

Stereo Hearts (Gym Class Heroes)

9 to 5 (Dolly Parton)

Drive (Incubus)

Heat Waves (Glass Animals)

The Killing Kind (Marianas Trench)

Still into You (Paramore)

Surface Pressure (Encanto)

Burn (Ellie Goulding)

Daydream/Wetdream/Nightmare (Saint Motel)

Treat You Better (Shawn Mendes)

Cracked (Pentatonix)

Cheerleader (OMI)

Airplanes (B.o.Bo, Hayley Williams)

I Hate Myself for Loving You (Joan Jett & the Blackhearts)

The Jazz Police (Gordon Goodwin's Big Phat Band)

Resin (Dustin Tebbutt)

MONTERO (Call Me By Your Name) (Lil Nas X)

Love & War (Yellow Claw)

spy? (WHOKILLEDXIX)

Bad Reputation (Joan Jett & the Blackhearts)

Hayloft II (Mother Mother)

Hey Baby (Auburn University Marching Band)

Helpless (Hamilton)

Poisoning Pigeons in the Park (Tom Lehrer)

The Masochism Tango (Tom Lehrer)

The Science Love Song (AsapSCIENCE)

Blood In The Cut (K.Flay)

Body Language (Carly Rae Jepsen)

Hope Less Romantic (Make Out Monday)

Summer Nights (Grease)

Revolver (Zach Villa)

Scars (Papa Roach)

I Deserve to Bleed (Sushi Soucy)

Wolf in Sheep's Clothing (Set It Off)

Lips Are Movin (Meghan Trainor)

Killer In The Mirror (Set It Off)

Who I'd Be (Shrek the Musical)

Nobody Like U (Turning Red)

Turn To Stone (Ingrid Michaelson)

Define Dancing (Wall-E)

B Team (Marianas Trench)

I Wanna Get Better (ATC, The Ready Set) (there's another version but this one is better)

History Maker (DEAN FUJIOKA)

Seasons of Love (Rent)

reckless driving (Lizzy McAlpine, Ben Kessler) (it's giving drusselstien driving test)

Between Two Worlds (HammerFall)

Monster (Beth Crowley)

ノンフィクション (Ken Hirai)

Fuck You (Lily Allen)

Shut Up and Dance (WALK THE MOON)

What Is This Feeling (Wicked)

What Makes You Beautiful (One Direction...shut up)

Control (Halsey)

Killer (The Ready Set)

Turning Tables (Adele)

Cbat (Hudson Mohawke...you know doof would play this)

I'm Not Ok (Weathers)

Icarus (Bastille)

You'd Be Paranoid Too (If Everyone Was Out To Get You) (Waterparks)

Summer of Love (Kids In America)

Sleepless (CAZZETTE, The High)

Me And My Broken Heart (Rixton)

More Than Words (Extreme)

Bills (LunchMoney Lewis)

Hero (Faouzia)

The Villain I Appear to Be (Connor Spiotto, Molly Pease)

Against the Kitchen Floor (Will Wood)

Graveyard (Halsey)

trying to make a Perryshmirtz playlist. Need ideas for songs.

Please Help. Already have

I Knew You Were Trouble.

American Beauty/American Psycho

Disgusting

Love Like You

My Blood

Super Psycho Love

I Hate You, I Love You

Hot N Cold

Flares

Docter

I'm Coming After You

I Do Adore

Must Have Done Something Right

Genghis Khan

A Musical

There! Right There!

JUST LOOK MY WAY

Nemeses

Can I Have This Dance

When We Didn't Get Along

Also unrelated but I originally the P in Perryshmirtz wasn't capitalized. Grammarly is so fucking used to hearing about Perryshmirtz it just fucking tells me "Oh yeah, you didnt capitalize the ship name to the gay secret agent and bisexual "evil" scientist. Might wanna change that. lmao."

what is my life

[makeroffanalisstuff]

Fanalis Fact I Made Up #10

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Enslaved children are “encouraged” to not scream for whatever reasons because their “war-cry”/echolocation call they can do is extremely destructive.

Like, the children’s war-cries can match the frequencies of things around them and cause the collapse of natural/artificial structures.

I’d hazard to say that they could probably kill humans that way too, and that’s bad for the slavery-of-Fanalis business.

So the slavers/owners or even older Fanalis kids teach the little ones to be quiet.