#the ghost answers

[i-cuntbelieveit]

you are gay and you are going to burn in HELL you disgust me

first of all, yes, second of all i can't go to your hell, i'm not part of your religion dude and third and most important:

[radio-ghost-cooks]

23 and 13 for the ask game :)

13. my favorite comfort food has to be sauerbraten <33333 it's lowkey complicated but it hits all my favorite flavors and it tastes like fall to me

23. my favorite piece of clothing is a pair pf cargo pants i got from Uniqlo not too long ago. they're loose and have SO MANY POCKETS and it's just so perfect

[gh0stlymoth]

top 5 newmann moments (canon or headcanon/made up)

U r getting both. Also, this is long bc i have "can't shut up" disease :[

Top 5 Newmann moments (canon)

1. "Say it with me, my man. We are gonna own this bad boy" / "By Jove, we are going to own this thing for sure"- like what can i even say about this scene, the first time i watched it, i had to pause the movie, everything about this scene is just so good, the awkward handshake, the fact that Newt says "my man" and "bad boy", the fact that Hermann smiles at him with a smile rivaling the sunniest of days as he awkwardly holds Newts hand, the fact that they are drift compatible i just. Yeah.

2. Uprising Hug - Hermann breaking his PDA rule to bodily throw himself at Newt, do i need to say more, this was not a normal side hug, this was a "i missed you i missed you so much i am so glad you are back and christ we just did that" hug and newt maybe doesn't even know about it and i bite bite, precursors meet me behind the walmart.

3. Passionate and Fascinating Letters - they had no reason to include this as canon lore but it kills me inside, especially cause i am pretty sure they had emails but these two nerds just decided to do the most yearning thing of writing, assumingly, pages upon pages to eachother, disscussing theories, sharing research, slowly dropping in more private stuff... looking forward to coming home after a day at the labs or wherever they where at the time cause maybe there will be a letter waiting for them in the mail box i am ngh.

4. The choking scene - listen i love angst, i think deKnight or whoever else was responsible for editing out Newts tears in this scene is a coward, but this scene. The emotional impact of it? Hermann not fighting back? Newt looking at him like that in one of the only moments we get to hear and see the real Newt shine thru the Precursors control?? Newt saying "I am sorry, Hermann." Newt in the novel saying: "Help me, Hermann" Yeah. Yeah.

5. In uprising when they pan over Hermanns lab and you see that's it's kinda messy with cups standing everywhere (with. Heavy implication that it's because of the Drift with Newt) and him having a fucking picture of the two of them on his desk even though at this point it's been 10 years, i am ;_; even after Newt left him... he never left Hermanns mind... Aaaa

Honorable mention: the hug cockblocked by Tendos entire body - the little taps on the back, man. The taps.

Headcanonish

1. The little time between Hermann finding Newt seizing on the floor and getting Pentecost bc Newt must have gotten from "unconcious" and "one the floor" to sitting in Hermanns little green shivel chair, concious with a glass of water, also Hermanns quiet "I don't know what to do" when he comes in with Pentecost heavily implies that Hermann did try to comfort him in a Hermann way and listen. Listen.

2. Their first meeting in real life - "they instantly disliked eachother" lives in my head rent free, i want to know what happened, did Newt role up in Kaiju themed shoes while Hermann overdressed because he was nervous? Did they both missread eachothers nonverbal communication things because talking in real life is way different than just writing? What happened that they looked at eachother and mutually went "yo fuck this guy"

3. Newt saying goodbye to Hermann to go to Shao and the build up to that bc i am a glutton for angst, imagine Hermann and Newt after the drift finally figuring some shit out, Hermann maybe thinking no matter what comes they will be together and then Newt slowly starts to pull away. Not that noticable at first, maybe he gets a bit quieter, but then it ramps up, Newt spends more time away from Hermann and then one day he tells him he is leaving for Shao and Hermann has a little crisis over it because how did he missread the signs so bad, ofc Newt would not want to be with him but it hurts watching Newt leave their lab for the last time and i am a big fan of that concept. Bonus points the first few days of Hermann discovering something and wanting to share it with Newt, only to turn around and see that his station is cleaned up and empty and yeah ):

4. I like to think that when the war in the first movie was under full force, they had little moments of vunerability between eachother. Stuff like after a especially tiring day they just wordlessly find their way to the others room and the talk in for them unusual quiet voices and maybe they allow themselves to cry in those moments and it doesn't really matter because they can hold eachother up in these moments. Them learning over time to read eachothers signals. They still yell at eachother and fight but who is gonna call them out if Newt plays his music a little quieter when Hermann is having a bad day or Hermann leaving out food for Newt if he gets too focused on science to take care of himself

5. This is self indulgent but that they have the typical german riveraly of "we come from diffrent regions and we say some words differently and it's common knowledge, but i will fight you because this is not how you say that word, i am correct you are wrong /light hearted" and they tease eachother every chance they get about it

[freudsghost]

An other fellow cosmologist AND good omens fan?? 👀

Yes! Cosmologist/astrophysicist! And I ADORE good omens! 😊❤️ Helloooo👋

[chloesimaginationthings]

Why did William get FNAF springlocked? Is he stupid?

[yawnderu]

bimbo!reader has a girl cat that's absolutely in love with Simon.

“‘S your mama bein' mean to you?” He coos to the big white cat laid on his stomach, getting a few loud purrs in return as his hand runs up and down her fur.

“I'm just trying to put her collar on, Si.” You whine, attempting to grab the cat only for her to cuddle closer to Simon, kneading his chest. He gave you a small smile, leaning down to plant kisses all over her head.

“Gimme the collar, angel.” He reaches out for it and examines it for a few seconds, amusement dancing in his brown eyes. It's pink, decorated by strawberry charms over the length of it and a big, darker pink bow at the end. It absolutely looks like something you'd enjoy— like something Ms. Whiskers would enjoy.

He plants a kiss on your nose before putting the collar on the cat with ease, the birman putting no resistance at all. She was such an obedient girl before meeting Simon, yet just like you, she's been getting spoiled well. She meows as you pet her, pretty acrylics that he paid for running up and down her fur, making her purr louder on his chest.

Bimbo!Reader Masterlist

[monstersighing]

Can I request a ghost x curvy fem reader that performs some stealth exhibitionism on her in public?

Here you go, I hope this works for you anon -

NSFW 18+, MDNI

Ghost x Curvy Fem Reader

CW: dub con, stealth exhibitionism, semi public sex, dirty talk.

Title: Tourist Trap

You’re talking to some other tourists in the drawing room of the stately home when you feel it. Hands settling on your hips and then gliding down over the rounded curve of your stomach. Nothing is visible when you look down. The man and his wife in front of you prattle on, unaware.

“They say his appetite for sex was monstrous!” The woman titters, " There were rumours that the galas he held were nothing more than orgies in disguise.”

You nod distractedly: the hands are now squeezing at your thighs approvingly and inching them apart.

It does my confidence wonders to be remembered, a voice whispers in your ear with a chuckle.

Then there’s pressure against your clit over your underwear and you feel it being stroked. Your cunt becomes hot at the attention and when you widen your stance a little to give better access, the pressure moves down and in, breaching your pussy lips and sliding across the wetness it finds there. You feel your cheeks begin to flush.

The couple point out the picture of the previous owner of the manor. You smile and agree he looks devilish, with his high arched nose and deep eyes. All whilst that man’s ghost is teasing his fingers across your folds and sending small shocks of desire through your body.

Take a good look at the spirit that going to fuck you, the ghost says and you feel him slide into your cunt.

You bite your lip, sure the couple must be able to tell something is going on. You wait for them to call you out with disgust in their voices. You're sure they must be able to hear the slick sounds of the ghost’s fingers crooking and scissoring in your tight hole, your underwear pulled aside.

Finally the couple, bored by your short responses, leave. You listen to their footsteps fade as they walk down the hall and huff out a breath you’ve been holding.

The pressure withdraws then and you wonder if it's all over, but the touch transfers to your soft breasts and doubles, so both of your nipples are plucked and rolled between ghostly fingers.

Bend over the table. Now, the ghost commands in his velvety voice.

You obey.

The skirt of your dress is yanked up, your head pushed down and hair gripped. When you remove your underwear and tilt up your ass, you hear a deep throaty laugh, from behind you. Desperate for me already? the ghost says.

The way you spread your legs seems to serve as an answer. Your ass is squeezed and you feel the fat blunt head of something press against you and stop after parting your cunt lips. You buck your hips back and feel the intrusion against your hole slide home. A groan spills from your mouth at the sudden feeling of fullness, the ghost’s cock snug and seated deep. Encouraged by your reaction, the ghost begins to thrust in and out of you with deep punishing shoves that make the table rattle rhythmically.

You grip the edge of the table and cant your hips up. The change in angle makes the ghost’s cock hit a spot that make your legs shake and as it is hit again and again, your pants become whines.

A hand graps behind your knee, pushing it up to the table and exposing your cunt further. You think about how many tourists must be wandering around the stately home. Anyone could come in and see you, splayed over a table, your pussy stretched wide by an invisible cock, gaping and swollen.

Like a desperate little whore, the voice says.

“Yes,” you say, “yes.”

I should hold you down after. On display and ready for anyone to fuck into after I’m finished with you.

It’s that image that makes you come: cunt clenching around the ghost’s cock and your muscles tensing as a wave of pleasure washes over you.

The ghost fucks you through and beyond your orgasm: pumping into you fast and ragged now. Your head is tugged back and your hands scrabble to hold you up on the table. Your spine arches. There’s a final slam and grind and then coolness spills inside you.

You drop back to the table then, your body limp as an abandoned doll. A hand strokes across your hair.

You'll get up in a minute.

[heymurada]

CoD Baseball AU: Ghost and Soap relationship speedrun edition, featuring respective hairstyle criticism and exasperated teammates

[sleepyconfusedpotato]

Soap : "Yeah uhh... sure."

Gaz : *Takes photo* *sends pic to Alex and Farah*

Soap : *Sends pic to Alejandro and Rudy*

*Spreads throughout Urzikstan* *Spreads throughout the Los Vaqueros*

*Somehow the Shadows knows it too idk*

*Somehow Laswell and Price knows last*

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(They're sparring ok 👍)

idk why I drew this but I got a lil' naughty 👁️👄👁️

[sakuravalelp]

Phantom letters - DPXDC PROMPT

The bats wake up one day to the internet going crazy; people around the world were getting letters from they're diseased loved ones. The reactions are mixed, from people being outraged for the "prank" to people crying in melancholy at getting closure.

All the letters have something in common: They're closed with a green sealing wax that had an stylize DP and the name Phantom beneath it. Posts about the cards were using the # Phantom Letters.

The bats are discussing the viral posts in the cave when Alfred comes holding a basket filled with letters, announcing they were left at the doors. The letters had the sealing wax that they recognize from the posts. Checking the cameras they can see how they glitch before the basket appears.

Alfred starts to distribute the letters that had only one destinatary. Letters from each Thomas and Martha to both Bruce and Alfred. Letters from each John and Mary to Dick. A letter from Catherine to Jason. A letter from the Drake's to Tim, and another one to Bruce.

Once they had calmed down enough from the shock, Alfred proceeded to read the shared recipients. From Thomas and Martha to "The grandchildren we never got to meet." From John and Mary to "the family that took our little Robin in." Letters from Catherine to "My little boys family." The letters were directed to people the deceased didn't get to meet.

As much as the mere existence of the letters tugged at their hearts, they decided to not read them until they verified that the handwriting actually belong to the ones it claimed. They checked each letter, and in the end confirmed the letters were in fact from they're lost love ones.

After much discussion, each person makes the decision to read they're own letters later in private, and they proceed to read the ones that shared recipients out loud. The letter mentioned specifics like names and events that the deceased shouldn't have been able to know, including they're vigilante abilities, which had them pause each time to panic a bit. But what was more interested were certain pieces of the letters that mentioned a Prince Phantom.

"Prince Phantom said to don't mention things past our death, but it wasn't a command, so we're hoping this won't be much of a problem." - John and Mary

"I still can't believe Prince Phantom is letting us do this, but I'm so glad." - Catherine

It finally paints the mystery in a more concerning light when at the end of Thomas and Martha's letter there is a call for help.

"We're sorry for ending the letter on a serious tone, but seeing the kind of job you all get involved in, we wanted to ask: Could you please help Prince Phantom? Phantom had asked us to not give information about this, but he's so young, and has already been hurt so much. Please, check on Amity Park, Illinois."

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Meanwhile, team Phantom has decided that they needed to get the news about the GIW out of Amity and ask for help. Two problems:

the GIW blocks any technological attempt made.

People might be afraid to learn that ghosts exist and side with the GIW.

As a way to deal with the public image, Phantom opens a possibility that the death have never had:

"All afterlives are open to write letters to their love ones that are still alive today. Nothing that includes threats, and don't go talking about the anti-ecto acts or Amity Park yet, we're trying to ease people into our existence first. Also, I know you all check on your love ones when the veil is thin, but please keep the things you shouldn't know out of the letters if possible. If you want your letter to be sent in the first batch, make sure to deliver your letter before the week ends."

Letters are a good way to reconnect people with the death, they aren't digital, and the GIW won't be able to intercept letters if they're send through inter-dimensional portals. Two birds in one shot.

[radio-ghost-cooks]

🎶 when you get this, put 5 songs you actually listen to, then publish. Send this ask to 10 of your followers (positivity is cool) 🎶

Darkness At The Heart Of My Love - Ghost

Vanilla - GACKT

Privately Owned Spiral Galaxy - Lovejoy (Original by Crywank)

Everlong - Foo Fighters

Boys Don't Cry - The Cure

tbh sometimes i forget how much i love the Foo Fighters and then my brain starts playing Everlong and i get hooked for like, two weeks

[gh0stlymoth]

Dual of the deer jarcivist would be so cool for the pallet thing!

[ID: Digital portrait of Jon Sims from tma, using simplistic shapes in a square colour scheme of red, green, blue and yellow to block in the face and hair. He is looking at the viewer, head turned over his shoulder, with his hair turning into tape at the ends. Their face and neck has multiple additional eyes and there are soundwaves going through his hair. the background is black. End ID]

Hello hello, i am sorry this took me 500 years, this colour palette was quite challenging for me to figure out (this is. attempt nr. 4), but i actually quite like what this has turned into. very far from my usual style but hey, experiments :]

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Cassidy knows how to “help” Michael Afton

[yooo-lets-go]

Dear followers, today I offer you: this bullshit

Tomorrow: who knows

[yawnderu]

>Silly sex with Simon Riley. 💗

“Fuck, love...” Simon's needy voice hits your ear, calloused hands roaming up and down your body as if his life depends on it, leaving a track of fire that burns from within.

“Don't call me love, mate.” His thrusts falter for a second, letting out a small chuckle before he starts moving again, his meaty cock slipping in and out of your needy cunt. Simon's grip tightens on your body, not leaving a single inch of skin untouched.

“Don't call me mate. Feels like I'm shaggin' one of the lads.” Your little giggles hit like music to his ears, even when they're interrupted by moaning the moment his tip slams against your cervix, letting you feel every single inch of his veiny dick.

“Bet you'd like that, wanker.” Your playful insults do nothing but act as fuel for Simon, the little amused smirk he shoots you as he starts to thrust deeper into you, the sound of his muscular thighs slapping against your ass ring around the room, only adding to the atmosphere you both set minutes ago.

“'S much better than wanking.” His face only seeks deeper shelter into the crook of your neck the moment you try to push him away and call him gross while giggling, allowing his burly arms to wrap around your waist only to bring your warm body closer to his, open-mouthed kisses planted all over your neck despite the chuckles escaping his lips.

“What kind o' mints do soldiers use?” Simon couldn't let the quiet gasps take over— not when he had you underneath him, looking prettier than ever, eyes glossy from laughing and the most lovely smile he's ever seen.

“What?” You ask after a few seconds, getting lost in the way Simon looks straight out of a porno— a thin layer of sweat covering his pale skin, muscles bulging out of his skin with the strain from thrusting into your sopping pussy, his face slightly scrunched up the moment your walls tighten around him.

“Tac-tics.” You try to hold in your laugh— truly, you do, yet the cheeky grin Simon gives you is enough to make your resolve falter, giggles mixing in with the moaning at the feeling of his thick cock throbbing inside you, your hands coming up to cup his cheeks just to bring him in closer, keeping eye contact even as his eyes crinkle, deep chuckles escaping his lips despite himself.

Simon's lips crash against yours last second, part of him not wanting you to hear just how good you're making him feel, your warm walls wrapping around him like vice, making him thrust deeper and harder into you, shooting ropes of cum right into your cunt way earlier than he would've liked, yet the feeling of your wet tongue sloppily wrapping around his is enough to make him forget about any worries.

[lululandd]

Stop- your making me cry with ghost being lonely now that soap is gone (good art though!♡)

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