#clay ghost

[ceramicorn]

Happy 1st Halloween!

more ceramic Halloween cuties HERE

[justsomecorvid]

Art for the wingless fools part 1

A clay ghostie with a hat to be turned into an incense burner! This was just the first few steps of modeling and smoothing but soon I’ll paint it

[eccentriceyes]

Pumpkin man and little Ghost enjoying company of each other

🍁👻🎃

[kmichaelsdesigns]

Clay gifts

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[ilovemycat456]

Clay ghost

[handsometimr]

mr shu takumi i have the funniest idea

[pencilzart]

Little ghost, some dino nugs, and the return of the Halloween cookies. 🎃🍪

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[lunarkitten97]

Reader that makes tiny clay trinkets for each of the 141

Price gets a tiny raccoon. "I dunno it just reminded me of you" definitely not the grey hair and feral nature. He keeps it on his desk proudly

Gaz gets a goat which he says is because he's the greatest of all time and keeps it by his bed. He boops it every morning.

Soap gets a unicorn, the national animal of Scotland. He loves it, calls it 'majestic as fuck' and keeps it in his locker. He holds it before missions for good luck.

Ghost gets a ghost, of course, but instead of the scary demeanor the tiny clay ghost has a tiny smile and blushing cheeks. He keeps it on him at all times, in his pocket so he can hold it when he needs a little pick me up.

[somnoir]

first time giving a prompt

deaged!Danny (may include Dani, Dan and/or Jazz too if you like) given to Themyscira to be raised by Kronos (Clockwork). They were given a vague reason (they either might end the world or save it. kinda like the PJO Great Prophecy "to preserve or raze")

cause a boy/s is/are involved. They get sent to be raised by Diana instead

i just really want mom!Diana to happen

god I love mom!Diana so much! I need this woman to just pop up to the watchtower with her own baby and tell the others to fuck off cause, BATMAN HAS HIS BABIES I HAVE MINE!

Percy Jackson themes? Let's go!

Children of Diana - part 1

Kronos was always a mysterious and frightening figure in their stories. The father that devoured their children upon a prophecy of a throne to be taken by his child. Five had fallen into his stomach, Hestia of the hearth fell first, whilst Hades was the last to be eaten. Only by Rhea's cunning did their youngest, Zeus, survive his father's hunger and grow to be king.

But Kronos never truly stayed dead.

He was time embodied, moving with every universe, even as he melted away from their world and into another.

Hippolyta told her stories of Kronos, along with how she wished for a child and how her love for one allowed her to make Diana out of clay and give her blessing of goddesses to be a mother to a blessed daughter. Diana heard stories from her mother of everlasting Kronos who's name shifted with worlds, with his domain of time. How the titan has moved past from his children and embedded himself into the stars.

Diana heard of his stories but never in her lifetime did she expect to be met with that same Titan.

Her first instinct was to bow, to greet this almighty titan with the proper etiquette. But Kronos only smiled at her, snapping his fingers.

One moment Diana was Louvre, then next she was beside her mother in Themyscira.

"Diana!" Hippolyta blinked, bewildered to see her daughter before the atmosphere turned tense, cold.

Once again, the Amazons were graces—perhaps even cursed—with the Master of Time's presence.

"Kronos." Hippolyta sucked in a deep breath, her stance going rigid as she prepared to greet and attack their guest. "My lord..."

"Progeny of mine," Kronos wore a purple rone that shadowed his face, with a body that floated from the ground. In his hand was a peculiar staff with a glowing blue clock. "I have no trust in my children but... You Amazons are more sensible and responsible than my brats."

"Except for Hestia. I would trust her but she is too close to them for my liking." He drawled, startling Diana.

Hestia was the eldest of the traitors, the first to be eaten. She was still referred to as a traitor and yet there is evident fondness in Kronos' voice.

"Nevermind that." Kronos waved it off, "Pandora has claimed that you are trustworthy—" THE FIRST WOMAN PANDORA?! "So I shall trust you with this prophecy. Especially, Diana... Wonder Woman. You will prove essential to the fulfillment of this prophecy."

Diana's body stiffened, unable to help but grab her mother's hand. Blessed as she was, Hippolyta squeezed her daughter's hand, comforting and reassuring before they nodded and waited for the prophecy...

Kronos was smiling.

"From the death of youth, a monarch shall rise,

To fall, and rise again with time's reprise.

Brother and sister by the throne will stand,

Balance to bring, or doom to command.

Should the path be dark, the stars will weep,

For the universe's fate, the king shall keep."

Diana's breath hitched. The prophecy was... It was scary. She couldn't fathom it. From the lines alone, there was a possibility of the universe's doom... But it involves a king of sorts.

What did that entail?

Kronos was laughing now. "Be wary, Diana of Themyscira... The High King of the infinite realms and his siblings will arrive soon..."

"The infinite realms?!" Hippolyta almost looked faint.

"Yes. The king, his royal siblings the prince and princess have entered a new cycle. Their oldest royal sister is currently regent and unable to raise them in the realms."

Diana cleared her throat, "My apologies, but why is the regent unable to raise her siblings?"

"Regent Queen Jasmine Phantom died long ago. She is a full ghost whilst her siblings are epitomes of balance, both living and dead. As they are still very much alive, being in the realms for too long during their years of development is unhealthy for their constitutions." He explained, glancing at his staff.

"It is time."

Again, Diana was startled and almost lunged forward for more answers before her mother squeezed her hand again. Her breath caught, glancing back at her mother who sent her a warning glare.

"I wish you the best of luck, Diana." Kronos smiled, almost softly, "You will do well to raise my children. I am in your debt."

All at once, Diana was suddenly the mother of three and someone the Master of Time owed a debt too.

Diana had not expected to find three children in her home. Yes, she expected to find three individuals, but she had at least expected infants. Not three children who's ages varied.

"Hello..." The middle of the three said, blue eyes, black hair, scrawny and small.

"Hello." She softly said, looking around her apartment before crouching in front of the children with the softest smile she could ever give. "I am Diana. Could you give me your names, little ones?"

"Dante." The eldest of the three, with blue eyes that flashed red, grunted.

"Daniel but I go by Danny." The middle smiled, then gestures to the toddler that clung to Dante. "This one is Danielle but she likes to be called Ellie."

The girl waved at her, rosy cheeks with blue eyes pile her brothers.

"Clockwork said we had to come to you because our sister couldn't keep us in the realms. We're sorry for the trouble." Danny grimaces, genuinely apologetic and clasping his hands together.

"I told that bastard that we didn't need to be deaged or anything. But no! He kept saying that we needed a vacation or whatever." Dante scoffed, rolling his eyes before adjusting little Elle in his arms.

Diana saw the discomfort on the eldest's expression as he tried to adjust his little sister in his arms. She offered her service to him, gesturing for Dante to give the toddler to her, bur she received a growl and a glare from crimson eyes.

One of the boys was the king of the infinite realms turned into a child. The prophecy had clearly stated that the king would be joined by his sister and brother, so the possibility of little Ellie being the king was void. So it was between the boys then.

"Don't be mean, Dan! Miss Diana is already trying her best right now. I'll tell Clockwork and Aunt Pandora that you're being mean to their favorite." Danny snapped, swatting his brother's shoulders.

"It is alright, your majesties."

"Oh!" Danny flushed red, "No need for that. You don't have to!" He insisted, "I'm not king at the moment since Jasmine demanded we were given a break... I just didn't think that a break meant going through a new human cycle."

Diana's eyes softened, so Daniel was king. "I see... I do not mind being your caretaker, little ones. I have friends who have children, and I have found myself rather envious of them. Truthfully, I never expected to beae children myself but... My mother lost the ability to have one herself, and yet she made me from clay."

Dante nodded, "We've heard of your story. It's quite beautiful how your mother loved you so much, even when you were nothing but a dream... But she managed to make you reality with that love. It's quite inspiring."

Danny soon explained, "Our mortal mother died many years ago. She and our father were ghosts, citizens of the infinite realms before my siblings and I encouraged them to follow through with reincarnation. We would have had our eldest sister do the same, but she is more stubborn than our parents." The fond smile on his lips was one tinged by melancholy and longing.

Diana realized that these children were ripped away from what they called home, forced by their own sister for their sakes. Immortal monarchs were thought to be all powerful, undying and never needing rest.

Diana herself saw it as such, with how Zeus refused to relinquish his throne, of how his siblings and children attempted to usurp him the same way he did with Kronos.

But the royals of the infinite realms seemed to be of a different breed. The dead who were once mortal, living, before time caught up to them and their existences were given to the realms. That humanity seemed to be what made the Ghostly royals to be so... Extraordinary. Because it was clear to Diana that the regent Jasmine loved her kingly brother and royal siblings with all her heart. Especially when she was willing to sit upon the throne, carry the burden of monarch, for a life time. All because she wanted them to be given a chance at happiness.

Diana has heard stories of the realms, of how the previous king, a tyran named Pariah Dark, was defeated. Phantom became king through conquest and it was rumoured he had still been a child, still alive and only half dead, when he was given the crown.

"Well then..." She cleared her throat, smiling softly. "I hope that you will be able to live comfortably with me, little ones. I will not force you to see me as a mother, but I will do everything I can to be a proper caretaker. I will love and cherish you the same way my mother and sister did."

That statement alone seemed to have affected the three, enough that Dante relaxed.

The second time Diana tried to take Ellie from his arms, Dante sis not resist. He carefully tucked his sister into her arms, showing her how she liked to be held.

Ellie giggled, reach up to her and nuzzling her cheek against Diana's chest.

"Adorable." She whispered, kissing the little girl's forehead before turning back to her brothers. "May I know how old you currently are?"

"Physically or chronologically?"

Diana chuckled, "Physically."

"I'm ten. Danny's eight and Ellie's two." Dante explained, pointing to them each whenever he spoke. "But chronologically, we're around... Actually, I don't know. Time in the realms and time here is different. It's also different from our earth. So..."

"Ah, no need to explain if it's too confusing. I understand that time flows differently for everyone. Let us just say that you've existed for a few centuries, yes? Keep it vague for everyone else." Diana grinned, already thinking of how Batman would be utterly perplexed by that.

"Well then, let us get you settled in, yes? Unfortunately, I only have one guest room." Diana frowned, cooing at little Elle that tried to wiggle our of her grasp, "I was planning on moving soon since this part of Paris is a little too loud for me."

A little white lie. She'd have to ask Bruce for help of finding a new space in a short time.

The three looked suspicious, skeptical, and already feeling guilty. Diana was quick to act, ushering them to their rooms, asking them if they've eaten and what they'd like for dinner if not.

Aside from a new place, she needed to acquire herself some parenting books. Yes. Lots and lots of parenting books, especially if her children were eldritch beings.

Maybe Bruce had more experience in that field.

No, Diana, do not think like that. You're a mother now.

Especially when she was the mother of three while Bruce was only parenting one child. Though said child was now a rather rebellious fifteen year old.

Masterpost

[p1nkprincess444]

PLACE BETWEEN MY THIGHS - CHARLIE WALKER

female!reader x charlie walker

word count: 721

contents: 18+, slight mentions of somnophilia

You woke up in your bed as Charlie’s lips pressed gentle kisses against your skin. You were in a complete haze as his hands moved under your pajama top, they groped at your breasts while he murmured sweet things against your skin. 

“ How did you get in, ” my voice was still groggy from sleep as my eyes locked on Charlie’s hungry gaze.

“ Your window was unlocked- and I missed you. ”

A gentle hum reverberated off your lips as Charlie’s lips moved down your body pressing kisses to each of your breasts over your shirt. He quickly moved his head under your shirt letting his hands and mouth find your breasts. His tongue swirled around your nipple sucking on the hardened peak before moving to the next. He moved out from under your shirt before pulling the fabric over your head. His kisses moved back up to your lips as his hands wandered all over your body. He slowly pushed down your pajama shorts before his hand disappeared into your panties. His fingers delved into your soaking cunt slowly pushing in and out of you. His lips were pressed against yours in a heated kiss as his fingers pumped in and out of your cunt. 

“ You want me baby, ” his words were teasing as his fingers curled inside you.

All his teasing movements were making you grow closer to your inevitable release as his fingers pushed deeper and his tongue tangled with yours. 

“ Char please- don’t tease me. ”

A devilish grin plastered across his face as he looked up at you. His gaze locked on yours as he sat up on his heels. He began undressing until he was left in his boxers. You lifted your hips for him as he slid off your panties, throwing them on the floor with the rest of your clothes. He quickly pushed off his boxers as you opened your legs to him. He sunk into you without warning causing a loud moan to leave your lips before Charlie clasped a hand over your mouth. 

“ Don’t want your parents to know what I’m doing to their daughter, do we now? ”

Charlie’s mouth latched onto your breasts covering the soft skin in hickies as his hips slowly rocked against yours. You couldn’t help the moans that fell from your lips that were suppressed by his hand. You couldn’t help the way your hips rolled against his, the way his cock filled you so perfectly. Just how Charlie couldn’t help sneaking into your room at night while you slept. It wasn’t the first time he had done this and nor would it be the last, this however was just one of the fortunate times you had woken up. 

His cock was drilling into your cervix as he whispered soft praises into your ear. Your moans were growing louder and louder until they were practically screams as he attempted to muffle the noise with his hand. 

“ Princess if you keep it up people are gonna think you’re getting murdered in here, ” Charlie’s statement was undercut by the fact he was chuckling as he pressed kisses into your neck. “ Are you close? ”

You nodded eagerly as you stared up into his deep blue eyes. Charlie couldn’t help but smile at your eagerness while he began to pick up the pace pounding mercilessly into your cunt. His hand that wasn’t covering your mouth tangled in your hair as he pressed his forehead to yours. 

Your orgasm came crashing down on you like a wave as your eyes rolled back in your head and your back arched. Charlie’s relentless pounding never slowed as he grew nearer and nearer to his own release. His hips stilled against yours as he shot ropes of cum deep into your cunt. His hand slowly withdrew from your mouth before he quickly replaced it with his lips.

“ I love you, you know that? ”

I nodded in response as I placed a gentle kiss to his soft lips, “ I love you too Char. ”

Charlie's head came to rest in the crook of your neck as he stayed inside of you while you both slept. It was the little moments like these that helped him completely forget about being ghostface. You hadn’t known this but everytime Charlie killed someone he’d sneak over and find comfort in between your thighs.

[ceramicorn]

👻 28 days until October 👻

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[cadavercrafts]

Turnaround video: https://www.instagram.com/p/C3LVUlGq8_5/

I was stupid excited about this commission!! The Batter and the Judge from Mortis Ghost's cult indie game OFF. The style of that game is so incredibly unique and i was really braining around trying to find a good way between stylization and consistent shapes. For the paint job i went with a very messy look on purpose and looked at a lot of the original concept art for the game for that, i hope that "scribbly" style comes across?

The pose is directly taken from one of @tanblaque s artworks. I know he's just like... standing there but i still like to give credit haha

[fancy-strawberry-beard]

Shitty idea for an AC game's modern day segments:

You play as William Miles, and you're re-tracing the steps of Desmond's journey in order to study the various isu artefacts he came into contact with, but also to re-connect with his son.

As you do, you're confronted by the ghosts of the people Bill has fucked over the most:

Clay Kaczmarek: this one's easy, just say that Rebecca was able to [insert techno babble here] and retrieve a copy Clay's code but never meant to actually bring him back due to ethical concers (this was more of an attempt to retrieve just enough of him to give him a proper burial). Bill needs his memories, especially those concerning Desmond and Juno, so he brings him back. Somewhere in between all the verbal abuse he showers upon Bill there's also the information you need.

Lucy Stillman: either she wasn't as dead as we thought and crawled up to some sort of control panel to download her consciousness as a last ditch attempt to stay alive or the temple just does that automatically. Either way, ✨️isu bullshit✨️. She's surprisingly quiet and helpful at first but eventually starts to ask questions about the way Bill treated Clay, Daniel, Desmond... making this about anyone except for her when it is very clear that she's projecting and this is actually all about her.

Desmond Miles: the previous two encounters have given Bill an idea, though it might just be him going old and crazy...

He asks Rebecca and a bunch of other hackers to figure out what's going on with the AC3 temple and lo and behold his personality has indeed been stored in the temple. He recognizes that he should probably be angry with Bill for dragging him back into this mess but right now he's a bit too discombobulated to really feel anything.

Maybe he remembers his time as the reader or maybe this is an entirely new copy. Idk.

We end on some big reveal and the next game will have a new protagonist with Desmond as a digital companion.

[weltonboys]

what is a ghost?

ghost eaters - clay mcleod chapman / stranger in the alps (2017) / war of the foxes - richard siken / summer sons - lee mandelo / yellowjackets (2021) / right where you left me - taylor swift / ghost eaters - clay mcleod chapman / ghost (1990) / haunting of hill house (2018)

[flintlockwood711]

Here! Since YALL were BEGGING for the full page. 🙄

[kabukiaku]

working on a terzito doll- who was initially an elf on a shelf spoof after seeing the papa iv elf’s debut…. he will also be getting his robes + suit made because I have a mad artistic dedication towards this man. 😵‍💫💜🖤

More progress pics to come!