Ectoberhaunt Day 18: Unravel
Jack sat at his dining table, feeling pleased with his new invention. He scanned the room, waving around his prototype Fenton Ghoul-Glass, searching for spectral activity (albeit not expecting much.)
Danny walked into the kitchen, sending his dad a questioning glance. Jack beamed at him, launching right into an explanation.
As he pointed the glass to look at Danny, though, the words died in his throat.
For where his son should have been, stood the Phantom of Amity Park.
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day 18
Another lovely jily holiday fic today, written by @abihastastybeans (who doesn’t particularly like beans but who thankfully loves to write jily stories we can all enjoy;)
Read The Naughty List on ao3
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still thinking about that time my best friend of 18 years ditched me for good because i needed to sit down at a harry styles concert lol
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Eat EXUDING oinks upon and bleed decrepit broken bones of caustic spells of hell 🪚⚒🪚cause 🎉🎉💀HENRY PISSinger☠️ has finally fuckin DIED🪦🪦🎉🎉!! u may know me as Fi’ang Yalok
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secret rocker santa participants needed!! (updated)
soooo i’ve looked over the spreadsheet and currently we are especially in need of fans of the following musicians and bands (or even just people with a passing interest in them):
guns n roses
yes
bruce springsteen
steve miller band
kate bush
everyone is welcome (the literal only requirement is that you’re a fan of some kind of music from roughly the 50s-90s) and there’s plenty of time (~13 days now) left!! these are just the ones that so far seem like they’ll be the hardest to match, which means more fans signing up would be very helpful :^) if you or your followers fit this criteria, please consider reblogging this post!
➜ more information about secret rocker santa
➜ F.A.Q. page
➜ sign up here! (or here if you’d prefer to stay on tumblr)
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Day in Fandom History: May 22…
Tina plays cupid when she decided to reunite an old woman with an old lover when she noticed letters from back in her day while Bob makes some new friends that make him do unquestionable choices. “Secret Admiral-irer” premiered on this day, 7 Years Ago.
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FIC: We’re a Chance Left Untaken: 18/31 (MLB, Lukanette)
Notes: *would be screaming incoherently if she actually had the strength/voice for it* Life doesn’t want this fic done on time 😩😩😩
Ch 1 | Ch 2 | Ch 3 | Ch 4 | Ch 5 | Ch 6 | Ch 7 | Ch 8 | Ch 9 | Ch 10 | Ch 11 | Ch 12 | Ch 13 | Ch 14 | Ch 15 | Ch 16 | Ch 17
We’re a Chance Left Untaken (And We’ll Probably Always Be)
August 18: Bridge/Secret Garden
The ice cream was gone by the time they reached the bridge.
“It wasn’t bad,” he said, tossing the end of the cone into a bush they were passing. She was more stable now, and he enjoyed the roll of her eyes a little more than he probably should have. He was half-expecting her to comment on his littering, though the cups André served his infamous ice cream in were edible. If some creature didn’t gobble it up first, it would decompose soon enough. “I’ve had better, though,”
“You realize you just brought us back to the river, right?” she asked instead of answering, looking around. She turned back to him with a frown. “I thought we were going home, Luka.”
“We will,” he said, reaching out for her hand. She hesitated, and when her hand fisted at her side he sighed and shoved his back in his pockets. “I wanted to show you something first.”
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