The Odyssey: Act I
As soon as he descended the wheeled stairway to the dock, he donned a snap-brim fedora, buttoned his overcoat and straightened his tie out of habit.
The Echo Fanfic: The White Parade
"ew fuck off fedora tipper!" said micha as he ass was being spread by chase. they then strapped him between two boats and fed him milk and honey and put lots of bees on his face.
For Charity
From under his dark grey fedora, he stared into the space in front of him, mouth dangling open a bit, and drool trickled down onto his seamless grey suit.
Syngeneia Kathairein part7
Redsamuru has his idiotic fedora on. koriza tells him to ditch that hat to which he replies "nuh-uh, it attracts ladies" disarria pokes fun and tells him that hat dries out all the pussies in a 10 kilometer radius.
Meet Me at the Warehouse
"yes, agreed," sergei grumbled and lifted a fedora from over his head and then removed his colossal, leather jacket from his shoulders. sergei was the kind of bear that could stop a tank in its tracks, his arms and torso rippled with mountains of muscle.
The Bronx vs. The Bayou - Part 4
The massive lion wore a double breasted light taupe suit with matching fedora. underneath the jacket, bruno sported a blue silk tie and white shirt. martin looked down at the lion's feet and noticed he was wearing alligator skinned shoes.
Murder at the Speed of Life, part 2
The people i see are always male, they wear long trench-coats and dark fedoras. their faces are gaunt and malevolent, and they are always tall and slim. imagine an army of_aristide bruant_ clones that want to strangle you with their scarves.
Patchi: The Hell Tribulations On A Sorrowful Soul
Between the two protagonist customers of virulent hatred and the pig pen of monstruousity was a green iguanodontid ornithopod wearing a gargantuavis fedora, a monocle from pteranodontid cloacas, and a pimp dress made from skinned hadrosaur single mothers that
Storys of Gabrial
The water ran off his fedora, and over on to his long black trench. it tricked on to everything it seemed. even the furs under umbrellas and newspapers got soaked in this. like a typhoon it was. the drumming got annoying.
The Radical Beginning: Part Two
On the way he scooped up his black wide-brimmed fedora and matching overcoat which were draped over a chair. "where are you going?" manx demanded in a petulant tone.
Movie Night
We've decided that only people who wear trench-coats and fedoras would call it something like that." "well, logan _does_wear a trench-coat . . ." "that's beside the point. but i mean, you've met the guys, we're not exactly 'the pack' material."
Second Chances & New Beginnings: Chapter Fourteen
She replied while kneeling down to pick me up, smiling at the black felt fedora i was still wearing. "this isn't going to be easy, simple, or risk free and you know it jack. i can't believe that daren is still caught up in that deadly kind of game."