Ghost BC Whump Month Day 1: “Are you okay?”
Tw for some mild gore/horror elements
The light is just starting to filter in through Phantom’s window when he wakes up, an early-early, pre-sunrise grey haze. He blinks his yellow eyes and chokes on the scream he feels rising up in his chest. His claws are tangled up in the sheets where he’s raked the fabric to shreds clawing at it to pull himself back up towards wakefulness. The worst part about being topside, so far as he can tell, has been the dreams. Always the same-
There’s movement at the corner of his eye, and he’s immediately back to alert again. And then- there she is. She’s in a light blue Hospital gown, hair matted down to her thin face in blood from the left side of her face, or what might be left of it, beneath the gore. She reaches for him, making a damp, throaty gurgling sound through the blood that pools around her lips. He’s never seen her, never seen any of them, after he wakes up. He screams, high and keening, lashes out with his tail as if that’ll do anything, falls sideways off his bed and thumps like a wet sack of laundry to the hardwood floor. She shuffles towards him as well as someone who’s been dead for as long as she has can, moaning and gibbering, reaching for him with gnarled, skeletal hands. Phantom covers his face and screams again.
“Hey, you okay?” It’s Aether. His bedroom door clicks open. “Oy, you, fuck off, he can’t do anything for you!”
Phantom opens his eyes from the floor. They’re alone, just he and Aether and the quiet of the morning. “I’m losing my mind,” he tries to say, but he can’t quite find his breath.
“Nah, Mate. You’re okay.” Aether reaches out a hand and phantom clings onto it like a lifeline. He tries to stand but his knees tremble and then give out and he falls back onto his ass beside the bed.
“Are you alright?” Aether asks again, kneels in front of him. “Cmere, you, you’re shaking.” He shuffles closer and Phantom practically crawls into his lap. Aether scoops him up and sits them both on the bed, wraps the covers up around their shoulders. “There we are, love.”
“I- what the fuck.”
“They’re attracted to quintessence. Especially topside. They’re right assholes when they want to be, too. But they won’t hurt you.”
“Wait. You see them too?”
Aether laughs a little. “Not so much anymore. Once you get a better hold on your powers they won’t come ‘round as much.”
“Teach me. Please.”
“Hey, of course. But right now let’s just try and sleep a little more, yeah? It’s still early and you look exhausted.” He pulls Phantom under the covers and tucks him up under his chin, wraps his arms around him.
Aether is all lavender and spice and warmth, and it doesn’t take too long before Phantom’s trembles slow and his breathing matches up with the other ghoul’s. He feels their power mingling, linking, drifting them together into one. He slips into the first real, quiet sleep that he’s had since being summoned.
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i haven't seen anybody else share this pic and i just want to say phantom's silly levels are off the god damn charts
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🎶✨When you get this, you have to put 5 songs you actually listen to, publish, then send this ask/tag 10 of your favorite followers 🎶✨
Thank you for the tag @wrathofrats I’m glad to be included 😭 I guess I’ll also just throw the first 5 of my on-repeat, however feral that ends up being?
1. Cold Sweat- Church of the Cosmic Skull
2. See the Light - Ghost (of course)
3. Old Gods- Green Lung
4. Morgagnic Anatomics- County Medical Examiners
5. Retch- Conjurer
I don’t know who’s gone this and I’m still newly back to tumblr plz forgive me y’all and feel free to do this if you haven’t
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bitches be like "transition goals" and it's just a being, shrouded in darkness, cloaked in mystery, dark, like the void, lurking in the unknown, its true form long forgotten, not to be seen by the mortal eye
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scooby doo mold poisoning episode
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This is one of my favorite tropes but also why I spit out my Fuckin’ tea the first time I saw what The County Medical Examiners look like and realized they were just, *actually medical examiners* that got pissed that carcass broke up so they formed a band
i think one of the funniest things ever is how many rock and metal bands are just four or five identical white dudes with long brown hair parted in the middle. like they’ve gotta be cranking these dudes out in a factory at this point. they don’t even have to be in the same genre, you can find them anywhere. they’re like some kind of metal fungus.
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autism is living by vampire rules. light sensitivity. eating the wrong food makes you want to die. need to be explicitly invited places. weird sleep schedule. eating the same thing every time. specific rituals and routines. burst into flames at the sight of a crucifix. etc.
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