#silly ghost story

[dewsgremlin]

- Dewdrop and Phantom making out for the first time -

Phantom, embarrassed: Stop, we can't do that, Aether is next door and he can hear us!

Dewdrop: Relax, he can't hear us

Phantom: ofc he can! The walls are thin as fuck!

Dewdrop: Aether, can you hear us?

Aether, next door: nope

Dewdrop: See? He can't hear us

Phantom: ...

[belltari]

he's just admiring the view

(ghost's horse's name is Gob. it's short for Gobshite)

[bluerosefox]

CAT Ghost INSTINCTS

Damian comes back to the manor one day with... a new school acquaintance (coughfriendcough) due to the fact they need to work on a school project together and Danny Fenton was the only one in that class that Damian would tolerate to have as a partner.

Everything about the kid seemed normal, heck very normal if a bit shy... or at least that was until the kid suddenly zero focused on a corner of the room and stared at it non blinking. Then after what felt like hours blinked once and returned to normal, chatting away like nothing happened.

....It also doesn't help that Alfred the cat... did the same thing.. at the same time as Danny.

Yeah something is... off about Damian's new friend.

[melusiiine]

i got my grubby little mitts on a commission slot by the magnificent @kabukiaku , the omega3 angst is perfection

[copia]

THIRTY-ONE DAYS OF GHOST ⛧ DAY ONE

first song you heard — Mary On A Cross

September 1969; Papa Nihil and the beginning of the Ghost Project take to the stage at the Whiskey a Go Go club in Los Angeles, under the watchful eye of Sister Imperator. Fifty-three years later, in Tampa, Florida, Papa Emeritus the Fourth performs Mary On A Cross, unaware that he is singing the story of his parents—and that of himself.

[thatdeadaquarius]

@bread-ghost Submitted:

alhaitham & reader dynamic

feeble scholar? not with that PHYSIQUE on god. i want him to punch me so hard that i black out & wake up on the way to helgen

☆

THIS SHIT TOOK ME OUT I STG 😭😭

Im simultaneously in shock someone noticed this dynamic ive been pushing, and am so fucking estatic u made a meme abt it <333

The reader/MCs may or may not display this behavior bc this is how i feel abt alhaitham all the fucking time in game 💀

Sumeru quest was just constantly me screaming at the screen: "u cant "im a little nerd guy" ur way out of this one, u literally starting a coup against the government alhaitham???!!!!"

Its the body builder arms that simply put his argument at a disadvantage immediately

ANYWAY TYSM FOR MEMES SPECIFICALLY FOR MY BS THIS MEANS MORE THAN U KNOW LIKE ITS PERFECT IN EVERY WAY POSSIBLE 😭💖💖💝💝💝

Safe Travels & Happy New Year Bread Ghost!!

💀♒️

[ghcstao3]

instead of the sleeve on his forearm, ghost having tattoos of various skeleton motifs all over his body

bones tattooed along his right hand and fingers, vertebrae up his spine, part of a ribcage wrapping around the left side of his torso, a few smaller things here and there

because even if ghost stemmed from a dark past, ghost is still important to simon, still significant, still him

soap likes tracing the tattoos with featherlight touches. they’re his favourite thing to draw in tandem with ghost himself. he recognizes that ghost is just as much that as he is simon and loves that fact

when they get engaged, instead of any jewelry given their line of work, soap has his ring finger tattooed with the skeletal motif to match ghost almost as if to say he’s a part of simon now, too. after they marry, the rest of his hand is done to completely match the missing half from ghost’s body—and ghost doesn’t think he ever could have loved anyone more. that no one else could ever understand him as well as soap, as well as johnny always has, and for the first time he feels a sense of gratitude for ghost

[i-really-like-phrogs]

Re-design of my un-named Beetlejuice OC from back when I was thirteen

Original Reference under the cut:

[wannabemasterofwindintraining]

I couldn't be bothered to put any effort into drawing the cars

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[shroomdle]

Attention Seeker ✨

Silly Comfort Ghoap Short

⬇️Start⬇️

>Soap struts into Ghost's office with an empty mug in his hands. A sly smile on his face, as his eyes land on the lieutenant's form. Ghost's leaned over his desk looking from his phone to the paperwork in front of him.

"Ghost, wanna see what I can do?" Soap asked not waiting for a reply and balanced the empty coffee cup on his forehead.

Ghosts eyes flicked up quickly then back down. "Mmhmm.." He hummed out and scribbled something down.

"Johnny, I'm trying to get paperwork done here..." Ghost trailed off, chewing on the end of the pen, while glancing back to his phone.

Soap pursed his lips and walked towards Ghost. Leaning on the desk he worked at, placing the mug to the side.

"Ghost, did ye know that the national animal of Scotland is a Unicorn?"

Ghost just nodded slowly with a grunt to reply. Leaning forward to squint at his phone. Ghost could feel Soap staring at him and it made him tense.

"Please, l've been trying to read this same line for the past minute now." Ghost mumbled out with the pen between his teeth.

Soap sighed and pushed himself further against the desk that separated them. His face leaned forward, inching closer to Ghost's. Soap whispers, "Psst, LT~ I can do a handstand for 30 seconds wanna see?" Soap questioned with a wry smile.

Ghost huffed in frustration and grabbed the bridge of his nose. Leaning back into the chair, and tossing the phone onto his desk. The phone slid across the paper work as his eyes met Soap's. "Okay, fine. You have my attention."

Soap smiled and stood up straight. His hands retreated from Ghost's desk to his hips. A sly grin tugged at his lips.

"Well, now I'm not interested." Soap pushed over Ghost's nameplate on the desk and left the office with a wink.

End ~

Please, excuse any spelling mistakes.. ✨

[ghcstcd]

I like to play dress up with Dewdrop.

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[insomniaticvoids]

Touhou brainrot is real and so I present a ominous Yuyuko wip close up

[anjanahalo]

Wayne Vs Fenton 3

start of the madness

pls note I'm putting these numbers in as "what I have written." They're not gonna necessarily be in order. I hope to make a full fic to put on AO3. In the interim, here's stuff I wrote in general as it strikes me in the moment. This bit is from Tim's perspective after Damian and Danny Are Friends become a known quantity in the Wayne household. ~*~

Damian making friends didn’t make sense. Everyone else felt complacent in simply accepting it. Tim wasn’t. Considering his upbringing, autonomous socializing wasn’t part of Damian’s personality. Nor was how calm and patient the former assassin child became with all of his siblings, Tim included. Damian himself insisted he and this “Danny” were friends. Hell, Damian even called the kid by a nickname. Not his last name, not “Daniel.” His actual, preferred nickname. Tim was suspicious and instantly began investigating. Daniel “Danny” Fenton, age 15, moved to Gotham two months ago from Amity Park, Illinois with his godfather and temporary guardian, Vlad Masters, former mayor of Amity Park, head of Vladco Industries, and heir to Wisconsin’s Self Proclaimed Dairy King’s fortune. Child of Jack and Madeline Fenton, doctors of something called ectobiology, former college classmates of Vlad Masters, and founders of FentonWorks, a cottage research facility that developed antighost (Ghosts? Really?) weaponry and equipment. Brother of Jasmine Fenton, currently a student of Yale in their psychology undergraduate program, and already a shoe-in for the Dean’s list. Honestly, of all the people related to him, Danny ended up being the least interesting. Middling grades that dropped in high school along with attendance. That was probably what led to his coming to Gotham. A set of brilliant - if evidentially weird - parents and a rich and involved godfather doing what they could to help their faltering son to succeed by sending him to one of the top schools on the east coast. There was evidence that Amity Park itself had some apparently minor meta vigilante protecting it, but searches for “Phantom” turned up nothing in the Justice League’s database, suggesting whomever this was might be an actual ghost like Deadman and, thus, restricted to access by those with JLD clearance. Tim put aside that issue for later. He could just ask B for privileges later. Besides, the only information he found on this vigilante was on a few amateur fansites and local papers. No major news sites or government listings. It couldn’t be anything major. His focus remained on Daniel Fenton. Except, even when looking into the kid’s socials, there wasn’t anything interesting. He had a couple friends back in Amity, the most interesting of the two was Samantha Mason of the Mason family, though Tim already knew of her from various socialite dinners she looked ready to burn to the ground, pink and lacey dress or not. Her social media was full of activism, conservation movements, and calls for both veganism and something called ultra recycle vegetarianism. Tucker came from an average family of upper middle class parents, nothing odd there, though his social media showed his love of technology and ancient Egypt. Nothing strange there. Danny’s social media, besides his friends, included links to Nasa, occasional rambles about high school life, and, for some reason, a dog photoshopped to look green. From the replies of his few followers, it was an inside joke since they all cooed over the dog and didn’t comment on the green. Again, nothing strange. Even the one time he managed to hack into Damian’s phone to see his messages yielded nothing. He and Danny would meet for what Danny called “playdates.” For some reason, Damian played along with a name Tim knew he’d scoff as childish and beneath him. Even that would be innocuous. One or the other would suggest meeting at various parks, arcades, even the observatory, negotiating dates and times, and that was it.

Danny was a normal kid. Damian was a born and bred assassin. Why in the actual fuck were these two friends? Nothing made sense. Everyone else was happy to ignore it because of the peace the irrationality before them instilled. Tim wouldn’t become complacent. Whatever Danny was hiding, he’d find it.

[broken-clover]

It's eternally a little funny whenever I see someone say something along the lines of 'everyone in Strive is so happy now! Everyone's stories are getting resolved! It'll be hard to make a new game when everyone's retired and living peacefully and resolved their problems' and then there's a haunted semi-sentient mecha corpse in the corner constantly screaming from being trapped in limbo

[doublel27]

So did everyone else ugly cry throughout Peaceful Property 4/4 or was it just me?

[jayscryptidcorner]

I show up to your house wearing this(left) and i have this(right) in my bag

I tell you that the government is lying about the dinosaurs and benjamin franklin and we need to stop them

Do you come with me?