#(extremely basic)

[yeyinde]

psychic!Reader being relentlessly stalked and terrorised by dead!Ghost.

He's not sure how he died, but considering the aura he has wrapped around him, it was vicious and violent. And while you're no stranger to helping the dead cross over when they need it, but he can't. Or won't. Everything you try doesn't work, and he soon decides that he's fine with that.

Prefers, instead, to follow you around. And at first, it's fine. He explores the world around him—intangible, untouchable—and asks snarky questions about why you're the only the one who can see him. How this came to be. But then he grows bored. Restless. Shifts into bad jokes. Taunts.

Finds the most amusement, though, in muttering in your ear about all the filthy things he'd do to you if he had his body back—in broad daylight, no less. All explicit, ugly things about testing your flexibility. Bending your knees to your ears. Getting that pretty little mouth on his cock—

Watches you shower. Drawls about having you put on a show for him. Slides into the bed with you when he can manipulate and solidify his form better. Icycold hands against your breasts. Squeezing your ass.

Most ghosts continue with their routine. Go on with their lives. Cogs in the machine. But he spends his time messing with you.

The problem, however, is that ghosts can only do much to interact with the physical world. Knocking things over. Stomping their feet down the halls. Saying a word. A name. A whisper. Cold air. Static. A slamming door.

But Simon's pinches hurt. His hand sometimes feels warm when he cups your beasts, or curls his palm over the nape of your neck, pulling you toward his groin only to huff when your face slips through it.

"not there yet, are we?" he drawls, but holds you there anyway just because he can.

Sometimes you have to remind yourself he's a ghost. A spectre. He can't really hurt you.

But when he nuzzles his face into your neck, and bites down so hard it burns, you find yourself unable to explain the raw, bloodied imprint of his teeth there the next morning. Or how warm, how solid, his body feels when he pulls you against his chest, hands groping at you as he stares at the mark he left with something primal twisting across his once pellucid face. Darkening with malintent. Desire.

Maybe you should have taken his threats a little more seriously after all.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Michael Afton is so fucking old in FNAF..

[ciderjacks]

dad issues

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(I think they were all fundamentally affected by what they saw and just collectively decided not to share the upsetting details)

[analog-television]

So like. Not what you'd consider "cold" just in general, but rather specifically for where YOU live (for example: 6c/43f might be considered "cold" if you live in Florida). I see a lot of Tumblr users defending the cold on here, so I'm wondering what temperatures they're actually talking about. For me anyway "cold" automatically translates to be anything below freezing - but I'm not fully convinced that 90% of Tumblr is Actually yearning for below freezing temps.

(My ideal temperature range is around 10c-20c, but a bit below 10c can be nice and refreshing as well. Above 20c depends on what I'm doing - and anything above 25c is too much.)

[lucabyte]

Yeah, that about sums it up.

[lukazade]

Good morning!

[itsis4]

theyre consuming my thoughts your honor

inspired by Existential Crisis Mode by @luciaintheskyainthi

[bluerosefox]

Portal Passage

Another DPxDC idea (it can be either turn into future Dead on Main or Anger Management, I'm not picky)

With Toddler!Damian~

So

When Jason was being 'trained' by the LOA in a fit of Pit Madness he somehow manged to stumble upon a toddler Damian in the base when he fought his current 'teacher' and fell into Damian's own training room at the time he was training.

Jason, even in a Pit Rage episode and not yet fully 'trained' out of his Robin teaching and his own (deeply buried) morals of protecting children, see's a toddler being trained with a legit sword and see's some of the wounds and cuts the kid has on himself from the training. He does not take it well and in a fit, fights the other teacher and gathers Damian into his arms.

This leads to Jason, in half coherent and half Pit Madness, to try to escape with Damian in his arms and get the heck out of the League with assassins at his heels.

However the fight eventually ends up with them near the Pits itself and in a single wrong move the two fall in.

The two do not resurface.

-x-x-

It was a normal day in Amity Park.

As normal as Amity Park could be to be honest.

When one of the Fenton siblings came down to clean the lab for the day when the protal suddenly flared up and for the lack of better words spat out a teen around their age and a toddler.

Both passed out on the lab floor.

[teophan]

a fantastic commission from @themetalhiro of my Dungeons & Devil Fruits 5e Sniper Marksman, Vinsmoke “Starfall Gunner” Beretta!

it was an absolute treat to work with you, looking forward to the next opportunity to do so!

[astrallogic]

me and the bad bitch i pulled by being goofy

[tricoufamily]

more ancient ocs i got bored and made as sims. they were doing every tired annoying romantasy trope years ahead of the curb smh i could have been making booktok bucks

[elliewiltarwyn]

extremely funny discovery:

Ellie, having done multiple relic grinds but noped out on the Zodiac relics at the atma stage: 😩

Mia, having done a couple of relic grinds but never touched the Zodiac relics whatsoever: 😊

they actually programmed a different reaction to learning about the concept of demiatma depending on how much of an mmo sicko you are

[hungriestofbears]

Oh my god did African people stop being black when they were taken as slaves to America? Did being forced out of their land and forced to integrate into a new society fundamentally change their dna from being black?

IT'S THE FUCKING SAME FOR THE JEWS just because groups of us were forced into (and then out of) Europe doesn't mean we are no longer indigenous to the Levant. Are you gonna tell a Native American that it's been too long since their tribe has lived in their ancestral homeland, so they're not indigenous anymore? Be so fucking for reallll.

[artbyblastweave]

Funniest thing I've seen recently, and not funny in a ha-ha way, more funny in a "the endless entropic void gnawing at my will to live" way, was somebody asking around for alternatives to Neil Gaiman, in the light of Neil Gaiman's ongoing fall from grace. As though what we're currently sitting through isn't the collapse of the carefully curated "Good Guy Neil" image that caused people to parade Gaiman as the same kind of preferred progressive alternative to, say, Rowling. As though we won't be in the same goddamn situation in a few years or months, with some number of the new progressive sci-fi/fantasy darlings- not all of them, to be clear, but at least some of them- when their impeccably-curated marketing implodes in on itself and they're revealed to be the same kind of sex pest or abuser. Can you not see the wheel to which you are strapped. The game of human pinball you are condemning yourself to with this mindset. Maybe you do see, and you're just resigned to taking it one soul-crushing disappointment at a time, one "I never would have guessed" after another. I mean I think we all need to get resigned to that one way or another, sun's gonna go out before it stops happening

[lukazade]

Sleepover with two puny mortals that you're in love with (and everything can go right).

Lowkey based on a fanfic I was writing, but as usual I haven't the confidence to post it! Yeah~

Had this in the drafts for months,,,, figured I'd finish it up now so it's done. I like to kinda have some Finished art on the page hahahaha

[blueteller]

I have such a soft spot for Earth 2!Kim Rok Soo, you guys have no idea.

He's like an adorable, wrapped-up little bundle of everything I love about our protagonist Cale, just younger and a tiny bit less traumatized - but no less oblivious or self-sacrificing for it, mind you.

He's the stubborn bugger who kept refusing to call Park Jin Tae "the king of the shelter" (because that title should belong to its founder Lee Soo Hyuk), even if all he got for it was getting beat up.

He's the sweetheart who chose to sleep under a leaking roof just so that others wouldn't have to.

He's the guy who got to see his alternate self's memories and witness him saving his future, and his response to it all was basically an empathetic "Damn dude, your life sucks! ...Also I wanna beat up a god too" 😂

He spilled blood alongside Cale and his reaction to others freaking out over it was a confused "What's their deal?", because he's just as much of an emotionally stunted idiot. You never change do you, Kim Rok Soo?

I know he's a freaking 20-year-old man, but I wanna adopt him so bad. I wanna hug him and squeeze his cheeks and feed him an apple pie to make him less skinny and beat him over the head for being such an oblivious moron.

Please let him return in Part 2 at some point I am b e g g i n g