im--the-ghost-with-the-most

[im--the-ghost-with-the-most]

[im--the-ghost-with-the-most]

for the love of my step daughter, STOP CALLING ME CRAZY CRYSTAL LADY

-Delia

no

[im--the-ghost-with-the-most]

it’s not even scary

Winston is on the couch, curled up into a ball as he stares out the window, cautiously watching the rain. Rain usually came with thunder. And he HATED it. Neitherworld storms were always way worse than storms up in the living realm.

@im--the-ghost-with-the-most

[im--the-ghost-with-the-most]

hm… I kinda like it

Winston is on the couch, curled up into a ball as he stares out the window, cautiously watching the rain. Rain usually came with thunder. And he HATED it. Neitherworld storms were always way worse than storms up in the living realm.

@im--the-ghost-with-the-most

[im--the-ghost-with-the-most]

huh?

Winston is on the couch, curled up into a ball as he stares out the window, cautiously watching the rain. Rain usually came with thunder. And he HATED it. Neitherworld storms were always way worse than storms up in the living realm.

@im--the-ghost-with-the-most

[im--the-ghost-with-the-most]

mhm…

Winston is on the couch, curled up into a ball as he stares out the window, cautiously watching the rain. Rain usually came with thunder. And he HATED it. Neitherworld storms were always way worse than storms up in the living realm.

@im--the-ghost-with-the-most

[im--the-ghost-with-the-most]

*bro is just chillin on the couch*

Winston is on the couch, curled up into a ball as he stares out the window, cautiously watching the rain. Rain usually came with thunder. And he HATED it. Neitherworld storms were always way worse than storms up in the living realm.

@im--the-ghost-with-the-most

[im--the-ghost-with-the-most]

I just thought it was fitting to reblog this here

My favorite Tim Burton couples/ships, pt. 2 🖤

[im--the-ghost-with-the-most]

mhm…?

He runs through the Roadhouse, paper bag in his paws, giggling almost maniacally.

"GUESS WHAT I GOT!"

@im--the-ghost-with-the-most

[im--the-ghost-with-the-most]

what?

He runs through the Roadhouse, paper bag in his paws, giggling almost maniacally.

"GUESS WHAT I GOT!"

@im--the-ghost-with-the-most

[im--the-ghost-with-the-most]

it’s me and babes

@summon-the-beetle

[im--the-ghost-with-the-most]

I found them, in the yard,

(Idk if this will show up as my Delia blog so-)

-DeliÆÆÆ-

Uhm…

@delias-crystals

[im--the-ghost-with-the-most]

what am I gonna do with that boy

Beetle, Can you explain why my crystals are missing?

-Delia-

uhm… I got no clue, Ms. Deetz

[im--the-ghost-with-the-most]

wins! The trail!

Beetle, Can you explain why my crystals are missing?

-Delia-

uhm… I got no clue, Ms. Deetz

[im--the-ghost-with-the-most]

Beej those are QUARTZ. Mine were RUBY. What happened? -Delia who is now very pissed-

I don’t know, Ms. Deetz!

*poof*

[im--the-ghost-with-the-most]

go before she see

Beetle, Can you explain why my crystals are missing?

-Delia-

uhm… I got no clue, Ms. Deetz

[im--the-ghost-with-the-most]

Beetle, Can you explain why my crystals are missing?

-Delia-

uhm… I got no clue, Ms. Deetz