#( &&. boo. )

[pizzabox-box]

Still in spirit of Halloween (haha spirit get it?) here's a DTIYS challenge! Thought about doing this for a while and today is the perfect excuse to do so. You can change the pose or anything really, as long as ghost Pep is still present, it counts :)

Alright, have fun! :D

[hyunjining]

i hate when i decide to make gifs but i struggle with them so much that i don’t finish them all until a stupid time of night and i can’t post them right away

[drunkenmiidnightjams]

i looked down and got jumpscared by him. i forgot he was down there lol

[niko-jpeg]

Late birthday gift for @pixelated-perfectionist <3

[chrysalispilled]

this one’s really short. BUT. i’ve made the obvious observation that my non selfship posts do soo much better than these

so ive decided the most mature and totally normal way to deal with that is to flood her™️ tag again out of spite

anyways this is a normal occurrence for these two. i wish the worst upon them both

The first brushed over Lucielle’s cheek, a segment of it hooking under her jaw. The second latched to her back, its body laid around her throat. The third and fourth followed suit just below, holding down her arms to her torso.

The actuators practically breathed, small pumps of air being sent through the hollow silicone in slow, measured rhythms. Lucielle was perched on the edge of a lab counter, held down by the woman standing right in front of her. Olivia’s right hand was curled in the mutant’s hair, curly strands sticking to the latex of her gloves.

“You shouldn’t have let him taunt you like that,” Lucielle says softly, leaning her head into the hand in her hair, “This was over the top, even for him.”

Olivia’s face hardened, her free hand moving to the counter’s corner as she scowled at nothing. She just got back from fighting Spider-Man, a much messier battle than usual, as he did end up getting away with the stolen materials. The faint smell of smoke clung to her suit, and hints of ash dusted her face.

“Come on… Fisk hates that man too, you’ll be alright-” The mutant coaxed, attempting to lean forward. Olivia’s brows furrowed, and she tugged the tentacles so Lucielle couldn’t move.

The doctor looked upset, her face stony and her hands absentmindedly twisting in Lucielle’s hair. And then, she deflated, she leaned her forehead against the mutant’s after a weak sigh. The goggles resting at her hairline are pushed just a touch higher.

“I shouldn’t be tired of him, but I am-” She cuts herself off, she hadn’t even started the fight, at least not this time. Fighting was like an outlet for her, getting to thrash and beat down one of the people she despised most. But when she lost, she’d usually just lock herself in her office and try to figure out why. The tentacles loosen, the claw on Lucielle’s face pulling back, before they constrict once more with Olivia’s silent insistence.

Olivia leans away, pulling her hands back to her head. It takes a moment of tugging, and a few seconds of pulling her hair through, but she’s finally able to get those green tinted goggles off. The movement pushes her headband back as well, and she tugs it off as well with one hand before placing them both on the counter. She brings her hands back up, resting them on the mutant’s thighs, her thumbs just about rubbing across the denim. A tentacle’s claw gently taps at Lucielle’s cheek, its tapered end pushing up the skin and pulling up the edge of her lip. Lucielle gives a kind smile at the motion.

Olivia was using her lover like a squeaky toy, like a form of enrichment for an exhausted zoo animal. Although, in all honesty, neither of them minded.

Lucielle just watched the tentacle closest to her, worried that she’d freak out if she made eye contact or saw how Liv was studying her. And study her she did, her hazel eyes almost dulled to a soft brown from her exhaustion. The mutant let her eyelids droop, lulled by small sounds of air between them: her breath, Liv’s breath, and the faint pumps of air through the tentacles. It goes on like this for a few more minutes, a quiet time for Olivia to destress if her lover was ever in the room.

“You have less makeup on today,” The doctor mutters, her sudden speaking causing Lucielle to glance up, “I don’t use much myself, but I can see more of your freckles..” The end of the claw on Lucielle’s cheek trails right over her temple, tracing along the soft contours of her face.

Lucielle is just about to speak up, her lips parting in preparation for another compliment, before Olivia spoke again.

“I like that.” She finally makes eye contact with the mutant, and smiles as well.

[den-kunn]

Drawing Armageddon Roster

Pt. 18: Reptile

Master List

[fruityumbrella]

trying to add a thought to an already written paragraph is like trying to jump onto one of those spinny carousel thingies on the playground when its moving

[homosociallyyours]

Hit my head while cooking dinner and then ate too much bread (i made yogurt flatbreads and over estimated how BREAD they would be) and I'm just lying here feeling blehhhh

You're welcome to feel bad for me

[eelerschoice]

Cast Announcement!

We've had a chance to update the website, so here is the promised cast announcement for you all on tumblr as well... Note: This is not everyone! When we asked everyone if they wished to be announced we gave the option “No, I wish to maintain an air of mystery and would prefer not to be announced” Several people chose this option and will be jump-scaring you at various points throughout the series....

[parable-news]

what?!?!?!?!

"What? Dear viewer, this isn't much to go off of. You're acting like you've seen a ghost."

[gracelandtoobaby]

melody ghostbusters why are you so silly

[rry2k]

Whos there? WHERES THE THINGY-

01000010 01001111 01001111 00101110.

[taxman-talkman]

My Captain has reiterated to me that he would not bail me out of detainment.

[theindescribable1]

I both love and fear you

people should be afraid of how much they love me. AHAHAHA!

I mean good, that's the idea.

[lady-of-the-spirit]

I shouldn't be getting jumpscared by falice in 2024.