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@mudgutsnoglory
reblog this if you role play a character in mad max ( the first movie )
gender bent and ocs accepted
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Zano blinked, then cackled, the mock-aggression dissolving. “Can’t never freak out a true freak.” He wiped his slimy fingers through Muddy’s hair, then jerked the man’s head back with a handful of it, leaning in close. “I taste good, huh?”
“Phah! Delicious!” It’s a little unclear if he’s being sarcastic. He twists, and pulls himself free of the hand in his hair. Skittering back about two steps, he sticks his tongue out again.
“You’re revolting,” Zano scolded, but his tone of voice said something completely different. Grinning from ear to ear, he lunged after Muddy. “Told ya to keep that in!”
He sidesteps the lunge and cackles. “Tol’ me ya’d snip it off!”
Muddy dives right back at Zano, arms catching him around the middle.
“Keep it to yerself, Mudpuppy, or someone’s gonna snip it off.” Looking deadly serious for just a second, he grabbed that tongue between two fingers.
Muddy sputters around the fingers, and then simply closes his mouth on them. It’s pretty gross, both Muddy slobbering and Zano’s machine grease-dirt aura.
Eyes widen, and then he spits the fingers out and laughs.
Zano blinked, then cackled, the mock-aggression dissolving. “Can’t never freak out a true freak.” He wiped his slimy fingers through Muddy’s hair, then jerked the man’s head back with a handful of it, leaning in close. “I taste good, huh?”
“Phah! Delicious!” It’s a little unclear if he’s being sarcastic. He twists, and pulls himself free of the hand in his hair. Skittering back about two steps, he sticks his tongue out again.
Who’s a good puppy?
“Me!” He manages to peel himself off Zano, only to lick his arm. Because somehow his face is near Zano’s arm.
“Keep it to yerself, Mudpuppy, or someone’s gonna snip it off.” Looking deadly serious for just a second, he grabbed that tongue between two fingers.
Muddy sputters around the fingers, and then simply closes his mouth on them. It's pretty gross, both Muddy slobbering and Zano's machine grease-dirt aura.
Eyes widen, and then he spits the fingers out and laughs.
-screams and tackles @handxofxvengeance-
yeah, yeah, I love you too~
-cackles and humps his leg-
Who’s a good puppy?
“Me!” He manages to peel himself off Zano, only to lick his arm. Because somehow his face is near Zano’s arm.
-screams and tackles @handxofxvengeance-
yeah, yeah, I love you too~
-cackles and humps his leg-
-screams and tackles @handxofxvengeance-
MudgutsNoGlory has a new mun!
As much as I love Muddy, I seem to have lost my voice for him. Thus, I’ve handed the keys to Mudguts over to @warboywhisper! They’re your new Muddy mun from here on out.
It’s been great playing with you all, and I’m hoping to still RP over on KeeperofAntiseeds and ScagHunterRoop when winter break rolls around. See you on the other side!
~Kal @ RichardCarterFans
who did this just wondering i love the use of ellipses
the clunk wrote this
the clunk is kind and doing their best
Pictured: the Clunk.
I don’t think I ever uploaded this, so here’s some ‘Lini.
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The truck rolling into the camp temporarily distracted Dodge from his work, much to the displeasure of the nearby guard. New deviants spilled out of the sides, some willing to get this over with while some required coaxing out, and the yellow-haired prisoner couldn’t help but snoop. He couldn’t be sure whether he’d seen any of them before. In fact, his glasses had been confiscated until the end of his shift, so he couldn’t be sure of much at all. After a rather forceful whack on the shoulder he got back to work, making a mental not to go and have a peak at the newbies when he got off of work.
Luckily, his break came around quite quickly, and he managed to take his glasses back and get a closer look. He arrived just in time for Red to finish off his characteristically creepy introduction speech, but made sure to steer clear until he’d gotten a safe distance away. Clearing his throat, he tried to grab the new deviants’ attention.
“So what y’ in for?”
In a sea of uniformly beige jumpsuits and averted, frightened eyes, the neon-haired man stood out. Muddy, at this point unbroken by guards and still having an ounce of defiance left in him, thought nothing of speaking freely,
“Bein’ a bikie. Livin’ a life worth livin’.“ He scoffed. But when he got a closer look at the man talking to him, his face fell. “I oughta ask the same of you, Bronze.”
notyourbubba:
Welcome to Mexico! Happy mun(satur)day!
warboywhisper:
johnnytheboyo:
notyourbubba:
johnnytheboyo:
nomadscag:
warboywhisper:
johnnytheboyo:
warboywhisper replied to your post:
YES I KNOW @notyourbubba is the best forever and ever <3 <3
@notyourbubba is bae tbqh
@notyourbubba is amazing and very sneaky just like their muse. My first exchange with them being when they went anon to my ask box, and enthused for 500+ words on the subject of Bubba Zanetti.* They never reblogged that “you follow me because” meme so I haven’t been able to tell them: They have so much love for their muse. They put careful thought into the character and the output is so natural and intense. I love what they do so much. It’s excellent and I think it’s charming that they thought maybe I hadn’t noticed (therefore I wouldn’t know it HAD to be them asking). Notyourbubba could write Zanetti watching paint** dry and I would read that all day.
#*I thought holy shit I’m not alone#Lets normalize this obsession#There’s two of us so that means it’s quite common to love hostile tragic blond bikies#Not at all unusual really#**probably he’s watching black paint dry Black Nail Paint. And i HEARTILY concur.
[[-inhales sharply- It’s not every day that one would wake up to be shown such care from people they admire, and I will admit, it is the most uplifting thing I’ve experienced in a long time. It’s been a great experience to share my thoughts about Bubba Zanetti with anyone that would listen, and to meet a collection of individuals that are just as enthusiastic about him as I am? Bliss. Honest happiness. I did send my first message as an anon, Nomad, out of a sort of fear that I still can’t explain. I think I was afraid that another person so interested in the blond bikie wouldn’t find my writing impressive. That fear has shown to be irrational, and I thank you for that. I thank all of my followers for that. I’ve never felt so cared for than I do here. // Bubba is probably the one that painted Toecutter’s nails//
-keeses you gently-
-huggles-
*GLOMPS*
MudgutsNoGlory: “Tickle-tickle-tickle! Kitchy kitchy koo!”
Her brown eyes went huge and before she could scramble away, Mudguts had caught her. The usually quiet woman yelped and tried to squirm free, but when he got to her stomach it was all over. She shrieked and tried to curl up like a pillbug, laughing helplessly and trying to squirm away. “St-st-stoppppp!!”
mutedmother:
mudgutsnoglory:
“Noooo!“ Muddy screamed with a gigglesnort.
He squeaked like a kicked puppy, batting away her hands with limp-wristed, playful slaps.
“Well, if we’re gonna play tit-for-tat, now, how about this?” He grabbed Clunk’s inflatable elephant, and held it between them. He puppeteered the toy, and with a squeaky voice he said, “If you wanna get to Muddy, you’ve gotta get through me first!“
She giggled and shook her head at his ridiculous antics. Fiona got up off the ground and tried to get him from the side, trying to get her arms around his shoulders so she could tickle him back.
He winced from the onslaught of tickling, involuntarily squeezing the squeaks out of the elephant. The disco ball on its trunk flung around wildly as he bonked it against Fiona playfully. “That’s how you get an elephant to sit on you!“ He squealed, in his elephant-voice.
MudgutsNoGlory: “Tickle-tickle-tickle! Kitchy kitchy koo!”
Her brown eyes went huge and before she could scramble away, Mudguts had caught her. The usually quiet woman yelped and tried to squirm free, but when he got to her stomach it was all over. She shrieked and tried to curl up like a pillbug, laughing helplessly and trying to squirm away. “St-st-stoppppp!!”
mutedmother:
mudgutsnoglory:
Muddy giggled with her, almost as if he was being tickled back. The belly, that was the sweet spot. And sure enough, she curled into a cute lil’ squirmy ball, but that wasn’t enough to deter him. The word “stop“ however, was, and stop he did. Looking at her with injured puppy-dog eyes, he mumbled the command back as a question. “…Stop?“
She was grateful he stopped as she gasped for air, unused to laughing so hard. Then she gave a mock-angry squeal and batted at his shoulders, as if trying to get revenge for the tickle attack.
“Noooo!“ Muddy screamed with a gigglesnort.
He squeaked like a kicked puppy, batting away her hands with limp-wristed, playful slaps.
“Well, if we’re gonna play tit-for-tat, now, how about this?” He grabbed Clunk’s inflatable elephant, and held it between them. He puppeteered the toy, and with a squeaky voice he said, “If you wanna get to Muddy, you’ve gotta get through me first!“
wantmyhandback:
kreolekings:
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rock-lee:
I CANT BREATHE
bye
I LET OUT THE UGLIEST CACKLE
@mudgutsnoglory it’s you
//I’m DYINNGGGGG THIS IS SO MUDDY