#i am a lonely ghosty

[tuituipupu]

imma start sending asks through insta dms soon it's getting baaaad out here

#i can't send asks receive asks #i can't do tag games because it doesn't notify when i tag #lord knows if i've been tagged in anything cause i doubt i'm being notified either #i have no message box #its been over a week and i sent an email to staff #i am lonely i am sad #mr lonely fr #and ofc i'm like ghost interacting with content so idk if i appear in notifs #i think it's only if u see me on dash by chance #thank you for interacting with my blog even tho i am a shadow ghosty rn

[kitten4sannie]

Hi congrats on 3k :)

Soo I’ve been thinking about sub Mingi quite a bit lately and if we’re going to get spooky lol what if he’s a clingy ghost that haunts and constantly comes around when he wants your attention and body? ;) Picture this: it’s 3 am and you wake up out of your sleep to see him gingerly pulling at your sleep shorts with a cute lil pout <3 He’s whining and pleading, “Y/N, can you please fuck me? I’m so lonely </3”

hehe thank you ^-^ 💞 ALSO EXCUSE YOUUU – NEEDY ?? SUB?? GHOST?? MINGI ???? 👁️👄👁️ i’m literally on my knees for you and this concept anonnie rjwjhw i hope i can deliver something worthy of this thot provoking ask <33

⛧ seance smutfest ⛧

w.c: 2.1k

warnings: pouty subby baby boy mingi :((, big dick mingi, also he’s a ghost so he has ghost? features? lol, dom! reader, reader’s kinda mean ngl jssjs, so many pet names omg, some possessive language, light degradation, teasing, begging, praise, some pet play dynamics (everyone lets say thank you to @lemonhongjoong for making puppy ghost min a thing <3), drooling, brief mutual masturbation, grinding, cum eating, brief oral (receiving), doggy style obv, overstim, multiple creampies

Your roommates tend to keep to themselves these days — most notably when the sun goes down. They can’t bring themselves to tell one another about the things they’ve been experiencing without sounding like they’re crazy.

How could they possibly explain that they feel like they’re being watched when they’re taking a shower and laying alone in their beds? That they hear their names being whispered into their ears just as their eyelids grow heavy enough for them to drift off to sleep? How could they possibly let anyone know about the howls and wails they hear coming from somewhere in the house late at night?

How could you tell them that it had one of the most complicated, yet simplest answers? The answer being the (very needy) apparition that had appeared in your room for the third time that week. At 3 am, no less. A groan tumbled out of your dry throat as you tried to blink away the darkness and make out the figure that hovered above you.

“Y/N…wake up, so you can fuck me…” he whispered in a deep, breathy voice, the edges of his words thick with desire.

“You can’t keep doing this, Mingi…” you croaked, feeling the odd heaviness and simultaneous lightness of his body pressing into yours.

The ghost frowned, his head lowering slightly. “But I need you.”

You grimaced, your cheeks growing warm. “I need sleep.”

He whimpered, his fingers already pulling down your sleep shorts past your hips, looking down at you with an intense, unwavering gaze, his bluish plump lips forming a signature pout. You could already feel his heavy cock pressing into the side of your thigh. “Y/N, please. I’m so lonely.”

The fire inside you was lit — just like that. This was why you were never able to say no to him. The ghostly brat was so good at begging for your attention and body, you couldn’t possibly deny him. Though, he would have to work for it.

“If you want me so bad,” you began somewhat mockingly, feeling his cold hands settle on your hips for a moment and squeeze them slightly, a trail of goosebumps immediately forming where he touched you. “Then you’ll just have to get off in front of me first, ghostie.”

“D-don’t call me that,” Mingi murmured, blowing a few strands of whitish blond hair out of his eyes, biting his lip at your proposition. He would’ve blushed if he were still alive. “…Call me yours…”

“You know what, Mingi?”

“What?” he whined, his head drooping more, his bottom lip jutting out just enough to make you fall further underneath his spell, though you were determined to get the most out of this paranormal encounter.

Giggling softly at his reaction, you took his hands and slowly ran them up along your curves, up and under your hoodie until they were just underneath your breasts, feeling his fingers press slightly into your ribcage. He stared hard at you in the darkness, the whites of his eyes practically glowing as you gazed back at them with your own half-closed ones. “I’ll call you mine as soon as you cum for me. Can you do that for me, baby? Can you play with your cock?”

Mingi throbbed inside his sweatpants as he pulled at the drawstrings, letting them fall until his long, veiny cock sprung out and curved up into his lower abdomen.

You smiled at the sight of it, your eyes trailing his thick length until you settled on the flushed, pronounced tip. “That’s a good boy.”

Mingi bit back a moan, his cock twitching on its own, the head leaving a strand of pre-cum behind when it made contact with his lower abdomen.

Sighing softly, you couldn’t help but give in and stroke your ego a little. “That’s all it takes, huh, Min? A little praise and you’re ready to spill your load for me?”

“Yeah, it makes me feel really good,” he answered in an oddly shy manner, despite his hand already closing around the base of his cock and jerking upwards, another thick bead of pre-cum oozing out of the bluish tip. “Fuck, I need you so bad."

You licked your lips, letting your hand slip down into your panties to rub your wetness around. “What do you need exactly, ghost boy? Enlighten me.”

“Need to be inside you. Need to fuck your cunt. Feel it squeeze around me when I fill you up. And, fuck–” He groaned harshly, his eyes centered on your moving hand, whimpering at the sounds of your slick, his wrist beginning to hurt from how roughly he was pleasuring himself. "Nnngh, does it feel good, Y/N? Knowing I’m gonna cum just for you?”

“It feels really good, Min,” you breathed out, rubbing your clit in between two fingers, tilting your head to the side, some of your hair falling into your eyes. “But, you know what would feel even better?”

“What?” he inquired as soon as the words left your mouth, his own mouth starting to hang open to let drool drip out, his cock throbbing away.

“If you rubbed your cock on my cunt, Minnie.” You smiled at the mess he was already becoming for you, lowering your panties just enough so that he could make out the slick glistening on your folds. “Do you want that?”

An airy whine left Mingi’s lips, his hips already starting to move on their own, practically using his hand as a fleshlight. “Yes, please.”

“So obedient,” You giggled, reaching out to run your index finger up along his stiff length, watching it twitch a bit once you swiped your finger up and over his cockhead. “And so sensitive. How cute.”

Mingi seriously would’ve turned into a tomato at this point, but you didn’t have to know that. He simply pouted and rutted himself against your upper thigh, getting his pre-cum all over it, pleading for you until you eventually tossed your panties to the side and spread your thighs apart for him.

“Get to work, Min,” you purred, running your fingers through his shaggy hair.

Like a dog hearing the dinner bell, he sprung into action, resting his hands near either side of your head, his chilled body flush against your heated one, his cock already rubbing deliciously along your cunt, more pre-cum leaking out of the tip. “Feels so good, so good, so good–”

“Aww, look at you, getting all worked up for me. What a needy boy.”

“Need you so bad,” he reassured, blowing a few bangs out of his eyesight. “Wanna fill you up.”

Wiping away a bit a sweat from your forehead, you couldn’t help but to let out a few breathy moans, the tip of the ghost’s thick cockhead sliding against your clit in a way that sent electricity through the rest of your body. “Cum for me and i’ll let you inside, Min, I promise…”

Mingi suddenly pushed himself up and grabbed onto your hips, thrusting forward so quickly, the springs in the mattress began to creak underneath the both of you, your combined slick allowing him to steadily bring you to your peak. “Gonna…cum…for you, Y/N…”

“Yeah, that’s it, just like that,” you praised breathily, feeling your lower half getting lifted up from how desperately he began to fuck himself on your wet cunt, your head dropping back when your high took over you, barely able to listen to all of the whiny moans that began to leave Mingi’s drooling mouth. “Such a good boy, my good boy…”

“Your–nnnngh–good boy,” Mingi echoed weakly, his body shuddering, his fingers leaving bruises in the flesh of your hips, holding you still as he left spurt after spurt of his release on your already dripping cunt and lower abdomen.

Once Mingi lowered your body back down on the bed, you ran your fingers through the warm liquid he left behind, giggling softy at the sound of his heavy panting and the sight of his pretty glistening lips when he licked his cum off of your fingers without you having to ask, his spit dripping down them. “What a naughty boy you are.”

“Just for you,” he nodded, trying to lick up the saliva that had dripped down his chin.

“Oh, sweetheart, you want to fuck me so bad, you’re going to drool all over yourself?” Your eyes sharpened, knowing you were about to reignite his fuse. “Are you a puppy or something?”

Mingi let out a shameless moan from your words, his previously half-hard cock coming back to life and throbbing steadily. If he had visible pupils, they would be blown out by now. “Yeah, I’m a needy puppy…I need my Master’s cunt.”

“Then, clean up your mess, puppy,” you chimed, his title for you giving you so much satisfaction you almost came right then and there. You spread your thighs apart, sending an inviting smile his way. “And then you can fuck your Master dumb, okay?”

Mingi’s mouth was on your cunt before you could take another breath, his wide tongue collecting your juices and his own cum as he brought it up and down your cunt. “Mmm, fuck…”

“Good puppy,” you praised, your cunt pulsing around his tongue once he shoved it inside along with two fingers that slowly spread you apart, almost losing your composure from the way he began to vigorously tongue-fuck you. “Fuck, what do you think you’re doing, Min?”

“ ‘M just cleaning up my mess,” he moaned against your cunt, swiping at your clit with the tip of his tongue, making you throb again. “I wanted to get you nice and stretched out for my cock too. Don’t want to hurt my Master.”

Mingi’s filthily adorable words drifted through your lust-drunk mind, encouraging you to spread your hole open for the sweet spirit, gazing up at him. “I’m ready for you, puppy. Come and get it.”

-

You couldn’t remember how long you had been there for, taking Mingi’s cock from behind, your thighs trembling underneath you, the side of your face squished into the cum-soaked mattress, your sore wrists being held taut in the ghost’s tight grip, your throat growing more and more dry every time he sunk back into the tight heat of your cunt. You didn’t even have to worry about your moans being heard by your roommates. Mingi’s moans were much louder, much more whiner than yours.

Poor Mingi couldn’t help it. It just felt so good being balls-deep in such a tight, warm hole he could fuck and fill until he had no more cum left to empty out inside you. His eyes wandered down your back, fixating on the milky liquid that dripped down his length, slamming himself into you until it got pushed back inside where it belonged. “Gonna cum, gonna fuck you so full, it’ll be dripping out of you during breakfast tomorrow,” he warned in a weak, breathy voice, massaging and squeezing your hip with his free hand.

“Do it, Min, fuck me so full,” you cried out, feeling your entire body begin to shudder and throb with pleasure, catapulting over the edge along with Mingi once he began to slowly fuck his load into you until it joined the others still coating your used inner walls. “One more time, baby, fill me again…”

“ H-hold on…’m too sensitive…right now,” the ghost informed in between pants, idly licking at the drool that wanted to leak out past his lips. He let go of your wrists to wipe at his mouth, not prepared for the way your cunt suddenly clenched around his length.

“One more, Minnie, you can do it,” you encouraged through slurred words, lifting yourself up so that you could began to drive yourself back onto his cock, growing wetter just from the filthy squelching of your combined cum, Mingi’s sudden gasps, and his equally cute high pitched, airy moans. “That’s right, feels so good, huh?”

“S-so good,” Mingi choked out, running his hands up his body and holding onto himself periodically, hyper-fixated on the space where your slick bodies connected, whining each time you slammed yourself back onto him and took his cock inside as far as it would go. “Oh my goddd…you’re gonna make me cum again.”

You looked back at him, admiring the way his glistening lips were stuck in an ‘o’ shape, the way his eyebrows were screwed upwards, the look in his teary, half-closed eyes that told you not to stop. “Cum for me, baby, come on, give it to me,” you moaned out, fucking yourself on his cock until you clamped down on it, your own release spilling out of you and down your inner thighs.

“Y/N, fuck…!” Right on cue, Mingi let out a shamelessly loud wail, a few tears escaping his eyes, as you fucked him through his intense orgasm, milking his cock until he unloaded every last drop into you.

You were brought out of your cloudy headspace when Mingi’s body landed near yours on the mattress, suddenly compelled to wipe the remnants of tears away from his drool-stained face. “What a good ghost boy you are,” you whispered teasingly, yours fingers resting against his clammy cheek, rubbing it gently with your thumb.

Mingi squished his opposite cheek into the pillow, not knowing that it was flushed with a deep blue hue. His eyes crinkled at the edges, giving you a wobbly smile.

“Your ghost boy.”

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[zandlikething]

Favorite moments from ghosties pov

Part #3

Pomme: "we know what you are :3"

Dapper: I am not wearing a skirt, that's just a segway into getting catears

Pomme: "COME ONNN ._. Dad always wears pretty dresses too and he looks awesome

Dapper: "U find a dress that fits an egg and then we can talk"

Pomme:"WILL DO >:D"

Dapper: "WAIT NO THAT WAS NOT A CHALLENGE"

Pomme: "too late hehe <3"

Already I love Chunsik

Hug #3

Pomme:"Hey ghosties you there?

*Ghosties nudge Pomme to let her know we're there*

Pomme:":') good I got scared for a second, I didn't feel your presence anymore... it got a bit lonely

Pomme: "Like... you know, when you're surrounded by people but it still feels lonely"

Pomme:"I wonder if I could find a way to communicate with you all."

Pomme: "mhhh let's see, could you break this flower right here?"

I love that she was trying to communicate with us

Hug #4

#qsmp #quackity smp #qsmp screenshots #qsmp eggs #qsmp badboyhalo #qsmp rambles #qsmp bbh #qsmp dapper #qsmp pomme #qsmp chunsik #qsmp ramón #qsmp empanada #qsmp ghosties

[elbiotipo]

[INT. WAYSTAR'S OFFICES]

[LOGAN and KENDALL are standing looking at each other, the skyline of New York behind covered in an orange tint. The scene is eerie, dreamlike.]

KENDALL

W-Why couldn't just... step aside! You fucking old bastard! Why couldn't you just fucking...

[LOGAN remains unmoving, no reaction on his face.]

KENDALL

Dad, I was good enough. I was a KILLER! I was a fucking badass, Dad! I was like... fucking Eminem on a suit. I was like... I was... (catching his breath) I did everything you wanted. Everything.

[LOGAN remains ummoving. KENDALL pauses.]

KENDALL

(yelling, broken) WHY COULDN'T YOU LOVE ME!

[KENDALL begins to strangle LOGAN. KOMM, SUSSER TODD begins to play in the background as the camera distorts]

...

[INT. WAYSTAR'S BOARDROOM]

[FRANK, GERRI, KARL and HUGO are sitting on a table, on a darkened room]

FRANK

The beginning and the end are one and the same.

GERRI

(looking at the roof) We tried. At least, I like to think we did.

FRANK

It's all up to the kids now.

KARL

I wish I was in my fucking private island.

[KARL explodes into orange LCL fluid. The others soon follow.]

...

[INT. LOGAN'S APARTMENT]

[CONNOR and WILLA are huddled under a desk, the marbled floor covered in orange liquid. The orange glow outside grows stronger, and the scene is dreamlike]

CONNOR

Willa. Nobody will know now. If you want to say you're with me for the money, you can tell me.

WILLA

Connor. I would never be with you for something as superficial as that. (pauses, with an enigmatic smile) I'm with you for the power, Mr. President.

[They laugh. CONNOR knows it's a lie. WILLA knows it's a lie. They hug and they explode into LCL.]

...

[INT. A LONELY ATN CUBICLE]

[GREG is typing maniacally at a laptop]

GREG

(unhinged)

I-I d-don't understand. No. I... I DO understand. Sorry, sorry Mom. Sorry gramps... sorry, I shouldn't have done that... I... I... I...

[a ghostly TOM materializes, hugging GREG from behind. GREG begings to cry, out of joy, perhaps.]

GREG

Tom-senpai!... senpai, senpai, senpai, senpai, senpai!

[Both GREG and TOM explode into LCL. The laptop screen reads "you can't make a Tomelette without breaking some Greggs" repeated over and over.]

...

[INT. SHIV'S AND TOM'S APARTMENT]

[SHIV is crying, apparently talking alone. The camera pans, and it's a ghostly version of herself, YOUNG SHIV, standing in front of her]

YOUNG SHIV

But Dad's still proud of us, right?

SHIV

Y-Yes, he fuck- (corrects herself, and wipes out a tear), he is.

YOUNG SHIV

And... you're happy, right?

SHIV

(crying)

I am.

YOUNG SHIV

Don't cry, then. We are happy.

[A ghosty hand takes SHIV'S hand. She looks up, and smiles, but the camera doesn't show who they are. SHIV explodes into LCL]

...

[EXT. ROMAN'S BALCONY]

[ROMAN is drinking whisky while looking at the New York skyline. THE PORTAL is growing bigger. It will soon engulf the city and then the world. ROMAN knows there's nothing he can do about it.]

[GERRI is standing next to him, leaning back on the balcony, with a little distance. They seem to have been talking for a while]

GERRI

You were afraid, Roman.

ROMAN

(scoffs). Of course I was fucking afraid! I was fucking afraid of pissing all over Dad's fucking pharaonic legacy, like his fucking pyramids. I was afraid to get fucked, I mean, I was fucking literally afraid of it. I was afraid of dying like a useless fuckboy who was born into fucking Mount Olympus and couldn't command a fucking hot-dogs and blowjobs stand!

[a long pause]

ROMAN

(sentimental)

I was always afraid.

GERRI

Not with me.

[They both stare at each other for a minute]

ROMAN

Would you have said yes?

[Gerri stares at him, her face enigmatic. Then she explodes into LCL]

ROMAN

This fucking blows. (looking up at THE PORTAL) Thank you, bro.

[ROMAN explodes into LCL]

...

[EXT. TIMES SQUARE]

[The orange glow covers the whole city. The notes of KOMM SUSSER TODD keep playing. There is a general scene of chaos as people scream and run and explode into LCL]

[THE PORTAL is glowing and growing bigger. KENDALL looks at it, with a smile, his eyes unhinged, his mind lost.]

[He reaches his arm towards it, as if trying to grasp it. He cannot close it.]

FADE OUT, CREDITS.

#succession #nge #neon genesis evangelion #I honestly believe this is either the best or the worst thing I ever posted #evangelion #cosas mias

[peoplepersonoaktree]

Ohoho, I’m gonna have fun with this

thank you @banana-pancake5 for the tag, let me find all my wips—

Enderman vibes

heath

Fmhr

moth lady

pg 20

rocket league

bb Leo sketches

bat

DeEr

owul

Yildun

scfu

what am I doing

fickletish

goorgidoof

pt 3 (1)

lil lizard guy awwwwwe

fnern n megAN

fin’s girlfriend bcuz my guy is lonely af

need you here

have fun. and if you want to—

@cinnamonbloom @ghosty-0w0 you two are the only people I can remember off the top of my head-

+anyone else who might want to do this

#Idk what to tag this #uhm #wip game #that’s all

[uhohdad]

Hi its the feral petty konig anin (can i be 🧸anon?)

I just love ur delulu konig sm. Hell stomp and trample everyone just to get to u💕💕. And he takes everything u do TOO seriously to the point its kinda funny.

S/o, minding their business, just casually singing: a hopeless romantic all my lifeee surrounded by couples all the time.~~~ im feeling lonely, o i wish i could find—”

Konig, immediately jumping out of his hiding bush, trampling over everyone, pushing poor ghosty to the ground: IM HERE IM COMMING I— 🏃🏻🏃🏻🏃🏻🏃🏻🏃🏻

hi 🧸 liebe ilysm 💕💕

no bc it’s actually hilarious like you’re just doing normal human things. like yeah, getting a beer with the co-workers might be fun :) and he is just foaming at the mouth because of your betrayal to him

it’s a hot day so you pick out a summer dress to keep you cool, and he’s convinced you dressed up for him. no, wait, you’re in the same building as another man? you dressed up for him. whore.

and you’re just like sir i’ve never met you in my life :) i have no idea who you are :) i am just trying to air out my sweaty asscheeks :)

getting possessive of your laughs? jealous about others causing you joy? boy it’s not that serious.

you’re a trained killer and soldier and he’s like you’re so soft. so fragile and delicate. i have to watch out for you and protect you. meanwhile you’re crushing grown men’s skulls with your thighs and mowing the enemies down like your name is rambina.

you’re talking to ghost, your supervisor, about todays mission. something totally normal and expected of you to do. and you’re just thinking oh boy i hope i don’t fuck up too bad on todays mission :) hope i don’t friendly fire again :) and konig is convinced you two are about to rip each other’s gear off and fuck in front of everyone.

soap is just trying to be nice to the new kid on the team and konig has totally rewritten his personality to be some sleazy creep who wants to take advantage of you. and cannot make the mental leap that it actually, he, who is the sleazy creep who wants to take advantage of you.

and he’s losing his mind because hes convinced you’re doing it on purpose. that you’re some scheming mastermind and you’re torturing him and pulling his strings. and you’re like :) what should i eat for lunch today :) sammich :)

and he’s just

#love him sm like hes out of him mind 😌 #konig #uhohask #🧸

[tobiasdrake]

Just about finished with the arena. Only one final trial to undergo. Then it's off to see what else we can find.

This one's serious. Come on, tell me who we're fighting. It's Valtraid, isn't it? It's gotta be Valtraid. Tell me it's Valtraid.

...the Hydralion? It better not be the Hydralion. Serai beat the Hydralion's ass singlehandedly. Well, Resh'an helped. A little.

...though I was disappointed that I didn't get to dole out retribution myself....

Crousta... What the hell is a croustalion?

It just....

It fucking lives right there in the arena?

Alright guys. Level with me. This whole arena shtick is just an elaborate way of trying to find people to remove a building-sized pest that laid claim to some of Brisk's territory while you were rebuilding, isn't it?

This is all theater for "Please someone come kill this fucking crab."

Which. By the way. Yes, I am pissed that the ultimate challenge is more fucking crabs okay. Brisk has crab fever.

Whatever. Let's attack its weak point for massive damage and make B'st happy. I like it when my friends are happy so I guess we'll be eating crab cakes on the Vespertine for a week.

Honestly, there's only one thing to do about a sea monster.

Hey, they said no party limit. No party limit means no party limit.

And now the Vespertine is in port, opening fire on the city of Brisk. We'll just, uh... we'll just hope, for the sake of my reputation, that everyone in town understands the context here.

And also that our cannoneers have really good accuracy.

...

<.< I might be doing a piracy right now. I guess we will just add that to the rap sheet.

Ha! I called it! This whole thing was a scheme just to get someone to deal with this fucking crab.

Just gonna throw this out there but curse, obviously. It was cursed. Then we broke the curse by hitting it really, really hard. The best way to break curses.

D'aww, B'st has a pet! Never mind, this is the best ending to an arena march ever.

SO FUCKING PRECIOUS. I can't deal with how cute that is.

Anyway, B'st and the puppet both seemed to want to go check these places out so I should probably talk to the others.

The Queen That Was, right? Yeah, we can go fuck her up. I told you: Plenty of space for shallow graves in the Cerulean Expanse.

Tactical Story Time.

Yeah, you guys have shared metaphysics. That's why things like Coin of Undeath Accord can work on any sort of undead entity.

...a super lonely ghostie? I suppose that makes sense. Waiting for a long-lost loved one or something is a classic way of becoming a ghost, forever haunting the place they never returned to.

Hold up, we're talking about Roro's arm candy? That Duke Aventry?

This just got way more interesting. Spill.

Looks like we're going to be breaking into Roro's Secret Passage after all. I have absolutely no idea how to do that.

It's fine, though. I'm sure she'll be thrilled to see us again. It's been quite a while. You think she remembers me? I hope she remembers me. I'm very memorable.

Been wondering about this thing from the very beginning. Time to find out what the fuck it is.

I like the sound of great power! How do we--

Oh, it's just you again. Sure, we'll kick your ass for weapons of great power.

I don't know how you were expecting this to go. We built that thing when we were fresh out of the academy. Croustalion was pretty tough, but this thing was a walk in the park.

#sea of stars #drake plays sea of stars

[sleepyowlwrites]

FTWT CCCLXXIX

from many moons ago, thanks, Ghosty. @zmwrites

handle (youth story supplemental)

“It was bound to happen. My scarf, my hot cocoa, I guess it’ll be my heart that goes next. I’m doomed to be the victim of thievery.”

Nyks and Cal dropped their hands so they could glare at R instead.

Evie took another sip of the cocoa and said primly, “You wish.”

R opened his mouth and then paused. “Actually, I don’t think I do. I don’t think I could handle you barging in and messing up the place. Please don’t steal my heart, like, ever.”

Evie crossed her heart. “I promise.”

tonight (youth story d0)

“Do you guys want to come over for dinner? My mother isn’t home and I don’t want to be lonely.”

R let Nyks play with his fingers while he perched next to him on the arm of the chair. “You sure you want all of us coming over? Would you rather just steal Nyks so you can cuddle him to sleep tonight?”

Daniel nodded, not even trying to deny it. “Yeah, but Evie loves eating my food, and if Nyks comes over he’ll tell her about it, so before I hear any complaining about favoritism, I’m formally inviting you first.”

“I accept,” Nyks said happily.

next (youth story d1)

“You know I don’t prefer when you buy me clothes,” Mark said, moving on to the next box so he could judge the mentioned shirt on fair terms.

“But I also know that you’ll wear them anyway, and I can’t help it. Buying clothes for my friends is one of my love languages.”

Mark found the shirt and ran his fingers over the fabric. It was soft, and the print was subtle. But it was blue, and bright, and Mark was unaccustomed to wearing such shades. “This is a Nyks shirt.”

Daniel sighed. “Yeah. He picked it out.”

Oh. That was different then.

personal (youth story d0)

It didn’t help that the confession had been delivered in such a profoundly confusing way, at once arrogant and apologetic.

“I was just a person to you, I didn’t matter, and that stung, so I decided I despise you and you let me, but your cooperation in this feud is no excuse for my absolutely horrid behavior, using you as my personal punching bag, so for all of it, for every terrible insinuation and every fight, I am so sorry.”

And then R had fallen silent, his own hands stuck in his pockets and gaze occasionally flitting to the side, but expression resolute as he waiting patiently for Mark to form some kind of response. But Mark had nothing to say. Not because he wasn’t sorry himself, but because sheer amount of visceral, undisguised emotion radiating outward from R’s entire being was intimidating, horrifying. Mark had never wished to see R like this, open and hurting.

change (youth story supplemental)

His fingers rub at one of the buttons. Roland licks his thumb afterward. The lemonade was perfectly made, too. Callum has long since mastered the art of refreshing summer drinks, and his lemonade is no exception.

“Maybe I should keep this on and smell sweet all day.” He turns around in time for Callum to throw a damp towel at him. It lands neatly on his head. “Thanks?”

“For the stickiness,” his brother clarifies, his smile goofy and wide. “Just wipe your face and change your shirt. You can’t drink lemonade through your skin even if you try really hard.”

Roland scrubs at his chin. “How did you know that was what I was thinking?”

rise

call (continuing on from the above)

Callum places his hands on his hips, balanced on one leg with the lemonade spill beside him, soaking into another kitchen towel. “I know everything.”

“You’re a dirty sneak, Caldridge, get out of my head.”

“Call me by my proper name and I’ll consider it.”

Roland tosses the towel back and it lands in a heap with the others. “Your name is Cal,” he says, words floating softly in the air.

Cal continues smiling, brighter than the day outside. “And yours is R.”

proud (youth story supplemental)

Cal stood next to Nyks, less bundled and also less spellbound, but watching Nyks was almost as fun. Even if Cal was the youngest of the group, Nyks was still someone he could feel protective of and care for greatly. The absolute delight all over Nyks’ face was making Cal’s heart thump with proud, fond beats.

“You’re adorable.”

Nyks stopped gazing upward to glance at Cal, still delighted while also cutely confused. “You can’t say that, you’re the baby.”

“Do I not have eyes?” Cal shoved his hands in his pockets and leaned his face in closer. “I think I do. And I’m pretty sure they’re looking at an adorable Nyks right now.”

“Look,” Nyks said, getting a little disgruntled now.

“I am.” But Cal was smiling so sweetly that Nyks would’ve had to bite his tongue to make himself feel actual disappointment.

I behoove you to find answer, allow, admit, ache. BONUS: alleviate, askew. @cwritesfiction @the-orangeauthor @writing-with-melon @flock-from-the-void @emelkae OR ANYBODY (or nobody, if you don't feel like it)

#find the word tag

[bramble-scramble]

(I'm so sorry, this is a long ask!)

I really want to send you an ask because I am so glad that you're the same page when it comes to Bea and Phantom.

I, unironically, ship these two.

I don't ship them because I think they're meant for each other and they shouldn't have broken up. I ship them because I wanted to see the love story behind the drama and being light to what it (probably) used to be. The canon lore may have presented the whole relationship as nothing but a parody off of real celebrity news, but I feel like it needs to have depth because relationships are complicated.

Now, this is where I base the ship 100% off my headcanon characterization of Phantom. Basically, my version of Phantom is complicated. He is not just a big opera singer with an even bigger ego. He's a creation that was unlike any of the Rabbids in Kingdom Battle (can sing/talk, is more intelligent, prefers the finer things, etc.), and thus became lonely after his defeat in Spooky Trails. He truly felt alone in the world until five years later (Kingdom Battle was released in 2017) right before the events of Sparks of Hope.

Five full years without companionship.

Until he met Bea - another Rabbid hybrid, like him.

If anything, it reminds me a lot of Bride of Frankenstein. A creature yearning for a mate, only to be broken hearted and lonely once again in the end. A creature knowing only so much since its entire existence, wanting to have what many other have, but cannot due to who and what it is.

I like to think Phantom was truly a passionate lover to Bea. He wants someone by his side. He wants her to love him. He wants everyone to love him. Perhaps that's why he craves the spotlight...

He seeks the warmth of his own kind.

Oh gosh, never apologize for the length of gushing about fictional characters (this answer is likely to be even longer)- I get it!! I also get loving characters who are supposed to just be kinda larger-than-life comic relief, and the desire to recognize the deeper and/or softer side of them. A lot of my favorite game characters are like that!

I see you're also a real-time-timeline enjoyer (i.e. SoH does take place five years after KH just like the games' releases); I think that's just a good sensible amount of time for the amount of change the characters and world have gone through. That said, it wouldn't be the FULL five years before Phantom met Bea as their relationship already happened before the game, but still, any amount of years of that lonely existence would be long and painful! Especially since I have this theory that rabbids can comprehend and accomplish a lot on a compressed timescale due to their natural chaotic energy, so what might seem a short amount of time for us can seem very long for them.

The way I see it, I think all the rabbids can talk now if they so choose to learn (I don't think everyone needs a translator to understand them, Beep-0 just developed that to initially communicate and from there, they were able to learn to speak the same language as Mario and friends and now it isn't needed anymore). Of course, this was a very gradual process. At the same time as the rabbids were slowly learning to speak, Beep-0 and Spawny had begun their probing into the galaxy and discovered that there were rabbid colonies ALREADY LIVING out there, who could already talk and had their own societies. This is why they initially built the WM-ARC and designed Jeanie, to further explore these colonies and let the rabbids who had crashed the mushroom kingdom move out to be with more of their own, if they wanted. Trade was even set up quite quickly (i.e. Rabbid Peach mentions getting bouquets from Terra Flora).

And so it was that our dear ghosty boy was able to finally get out there and meet more like him.... of course, you can imagine that comes with its own problems. NOW he was overwhelmed, though his pride would never let him admit it! Now he had the whole galaxy before him, and it STILL took him a while to find someone he truly felt he belonged with!

So, when he did, I like to imagine them happy and sweet together, even if it ultimately didn't last. There's also of course the possibility they could reconcile and get back together again. Or, you know, Bea is happy to just vibe and be warden and give all her love to Terra Flora for a while, and the Phantom, well, I'm not saying I'm hard convinced on another ship for him or anything, but uh, I'm just suggesting that he would get along well with someone who was also poetic and overdramatic and melancholy and lonely and... if only there was someone out there like that hmmmmmMMMM

#alter answers #mario + rabbids #mario plus rabbids #the phantom #bea #mario rpgs #fan analysis

[slightlyaboveaverageiq]

The Whisperer: Part 4 (Wally Clark Fic)

A/N: so the slashes will be what the spirits are writing in the note and the little squiggles are Morrigan’s responses. Also each ghost that asked a question had their own paragraph to make the reading easier. Much love ❤️

“See cherry pop I told you she would be back.” Oh good lord they’re all here. Fantastic they must have followed Dawn to my locker and not being idiots they put two and two together that this was my personal space that they could invade. Dawn did look a bit sheepish so I’m guessing they did more than follow her, I have a feeling she implied they should come with her.

“Dawn. Is there a specific reason that the ghosties are surround long my locker?” I knew I sounded like an exasperated parent talking to their child but it was literally only 7:30 in the morning…on a Monday. Which meant I had five days that I had to make it through without having a major migraine. For the most part the other spirits had left me alone, Dawn talked to everyone so the simple fact that she seemed so interested in me was nothing of major concern to them.

“Cherry pop here says you stared right at her when you first came into school, and that you tried to ignore her. We can’t even indirectly tell interact with the students, Dawn thought it was maybe just her so she tried talking to a few but nothing happened.” Rhonda shrugged and for the first time I’m guessing in forever she threw the lollipop that she was abusing with her tongue in the trash and turned back to me. “So why want to know why you’re the only one who can, and Dawn here has some kind of profound since of loyalty to you so I’m sure it you did tell her and told her not to tell us she wouldn’t.” Lovely it was like having my own little ghost puppy. It could be worse. It could be Rhonda, is there a place you can surrender spirits that you don’t want? Connor’s words echoed in the back of my mind and I quickly pushed that thought away as fast as it had surfaced.

I opened my locker and shoved my homework from the weekend and lunchbox in before grabbing periods 1-3 supplies and cramming them in my bookbag. “Look I’ve already told you I guess I’m just fucking special I don’t know okay. All I know is for some reason you can see and talk to me and I can see and talk to you. I can even hold your hand and stuff too just like I would a human.”

“So you can have sex with a ghost.” Everyone’s head turned to stare at Jock and he very quickly looked away. “I WAS JUST STATING WHAT WE WERE ALL THINKING!” we all cringed and I’m fairly certain I lost hearing in the ear closest to his air horn style mouth.

“Jesus Christ man you don’t have to yell we’re not on mars. Also I don’t know because I haven’t tried but in theory yes I probably could.” I started walking towards first period, why the hell were they still walking with me? “Guys I get you’re lonely and you’re excited about this but we can’t talk in the classroom like we can my locker. People are definitely going to notice a girl talking to herself in a quiet classroom as opposed to the fucking chaos in the hallway.” Dawn just shrugged and walked on in, of course she was probably content staring at the lights or something and wouldn’t try to carry on a conversation.

“What about notes? We could sit in the class and write notes on a piece of paper back and forth.” That was the first time puppy had said anything and it wasn’t a bad idea, and he just like Dawn was far too adorable to say no to.

“That’s not a bad idea, however I am going to be late if we don’t get in the door in the next thirty seconds so.” Jock and puppy shoved each other trying to get through the door first while Rhonda hung back unsure if she was invited to this little come to Jesus meeting as well. “That includes you too little demon.” She smiled and I offered a small one back before walking in behind her.

I pulled a piece of notebook paper out and Rhonda was the first one to grab it and start scribbling something else on it. /can you see all spirits or just ones at the schools you’ve been to?/ fair enough question I suppose. ~I can see all spirits I just try to ignore them, this school has the most spirits I’ve ever seen~ Both Charly and Wally read over Rhonda’s shoulder and Charly pulled the pencil and paper away quickly exclaiming that it was HIS turn to ask a question.

/Does your family know you can talk to spirits? Do they talk to spirits? If they don’t do they ask you to talk for them?/ Well ouch Charly you didn’t have to accidentally hit me where it hurts, but the way he looked so excited about it I couldn’t give him a crude answer. ~All of my family knows, only my oldest brother and sister believe me though. Everyone else thinks I’m crazy. Obviously because I said everyone thinks I’m crazy no one else can talk to them. My brother will sometimes ask me if someone we know that is dead is around but that’s about it.~ Charly read it and seem satisfied, maybe he was trying to see if he would be able to somehow let his family know he was still around without asking me to tell them which would in fact make me sound crazy.

/Why can no one else in your family see or talk to spirits? I feel like that would be a genetic thing./ Damn it Wally I was expecting you to be the least observant of the group not the one who picked up on that. ~Genetic flaw I guess, I know I’m pretty great but we all have to have flaws no matter how great people think we are.~ He smiled at that one and Rhonda rolled her eyes before crumpling the paper up and tossing it in the trash.

“3 points!” I wasn’t expecting Wally’s sudden outburst and leapt about 5 feet out of my chair and had everyone staring at me like I had seen a ghost. Which I guess technically I had. “Oh shit sorry Mori I didn’t mean to startle you.” He came over and rubbed my hand and ignored the weird tingle that traveled up my spine when he did.

“yeah yeah just go haunt the halls or something guys I gotta learn. I know you all don’t because you’re dead and you’ve heard these lessons a hundred times but I have not.” Wally and Charly both stuck their tongues out at me before leaving the class with Rhonda once again trailing behind.

“So are we just going to pretend that Wally comforting you didn’t give you goosebumps?” I scowled at her as she smirked and laughed before standing up before going to follow the boys. “I’m sure that’s what you’ll be thinking about in the shower tonight.”

Fucking. Cunt. Waffle.

But she was absolutely right and I am now absolutely fucked all because a pretty football ghost asked if ghosts could have sex with humans and he gave me the bare minimum of skin to skin contact.

Well fuck me.

#school spirits #wally clark #rhonda #fanfic

[starbudspresents]

Re.Gray 009 - Aria, pt. 1

[ Masterlist ] [ Read on AO3 ] [ Raws ]

Narr: The ghost had been a resident of Mater, they said. Narr: Bitter resentment for his people, who had abandoned the city and moved away, twisted his face into terrible ugliness. Narr: To ease his loneliness, he dragged in any children who came too near the city.

sfx: goooo [train barrelling down the tracks]

Allen: Er...

sfx: tan [hand slaps onto railing]

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Allen: There's just one thing I can't make sense o—

sfx: dan [jumping off the bridge]

Kanda: Focus on the damn train—

Toma: Look sharp, gentlemen, it's here—

sfx: goooooo [barrelling right along]

Allen: Wait, we're getting on that!?

sfx: bah [jump again]

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sfx: DAN [party slamming into roof of train at speed]

Allen: Boarding on the fly....

Toma: Entirely routine, sir.

Narr: Aria of an Old Clay Man and Lonely Nights ①

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Conductor: Dear guests, this is most irregular! Conductor: This is the first-class car! Regular passengers go in the second-class car... Conductor: Not to mention your choice of entrance—

Toma: We're with the Black Order. We'll be needing a cabin.

Conductor: The Black—!? Conductor: My deepest apologies! sfx: pekori [swift reflexive bow]

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sfx: patatatata [footsteps] sfx: TAN [louder clank, possibly switching tracks]

Allen: What's all this about?

Toma: The Rose Cross3 on your lapel will get you into many places on the Vatican's authority.

Allen: That so....

Toma: By the way, sfx: gasha [door to cabin opening] Toma: my name is Toma. I am a Finder, and will be accompanying you to Mater. Toma: Very pleased to make your acquaintance.

sfx: gatakon gatakon [train noises]

Allen: So, Allen: that question I had—

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Allen: How are this mysterious legend and the Innocence connected?

Kanda: What a pain. Kanda: Tch. Kanda: So, like, the thing about Innocence...

Allen: Did he just click his tongue at me?

Kanda: Over the years between the Flood4 and our time, it's adapted itself to all kinds of circumstances. Kanda: At first, it was all buried underground or lying at the bottom of the sea... Kanda: But that "mysterious power" the stuff5 has seems to help human beings find it. It comes in all sorts of shapes and guises.

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Kanda: Once found, it always causes some kind of weird phenomenon, Kanda: for whatever reason.

Allen: So Innocence might be behind this "Ghost of Mater"?

Kanda: Yeah. Kanda: "Where there's weird, there's Innocence." Kanda: So the Order goes over strange places with a fine-toothed comb, and if they figure chances are good, they send us in.

Allen: "Strange".... Allen: "Its mere presence radiates enough energy to affect its surroundings. In the possession of an Accommodator, it can also become an anti-Akuma weapon", huh. Allen: What a mysterious substance6.

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Allen: If the presence of Innocence gives rise to strange phenomena... Allen: then the Ghost of Mater might...? Allen: !

Kanda: It's—

Toma: Indeed. Toma: I7 was present during the investigation, so I saw it with my own eyes. Toma: The "Ghost of Mater" is, in truth—

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Akuma: Now where you could you be, Akuma: sweet Ghost of Mater?

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Akuma: This place is such a maze. Akuma: And so cramped! Akuma: It's fun if I think of it like a treasure hunt, though. ♥ sfx: ke ke ke [harsh cackling laughter] Akuma: You know I'll find you, ghosty-poo!

Finder 1: Dammit... We're backed into a corner here....

Finder 2: It's only a matter of time till it finds us....

Guzol: Lala, run....

Lala: No, it's all right. I'd rather stay with you, Guzol. Lala: You're the only one who accepts me for myself.

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sfx: gii— [Akuma notices them] Akuma: Theeere you are!

Room occupants: !!

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sfx: zah [party running at high speed past the "camera"]

sfx: zazazaza [camera catches up to party and hears each footstep]

Allen: So the Ghost of Mater is only a doll....

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Narr: They called Mater "the land God forsook". Those who lived there eked out a meager existence amid the arid rocks. Narr: To distract themselves from the misery of their lives, they created dolls; Narr: delightful dolls that danced and sang. Narr: Eventually, they tired of the dolls and departed for other lands, Narr: but the dolls they left behind were still animate. Narr: And now, five hundred years later....

Kanda: If they made a doll using Innocence, it's not impossible.

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sfx: KU BA [Kanda and Allen sense something]

sfx: kiiiiii [high-pitched whistle, perhaps the wind but perhaps a scary violin note]

sfx: piri piri piri [pebbles rolling down the slope as they slide toward the town]

Allen: Why've I got such a chill suddenly? Allen: The Finders should be here somewh—

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Kanda: Tch. We came as soon as we got Toma's message, but... Kanda: They're already dead.

Allen: ......

Kanda: Hey. You. Kanda: Before we go down there, listen up. Kanda: I don't care if you're this close to getting wasted by the enemy. If I think you're a liability to the mission, I'll stand back and watch. Kanda: Casualities are a given in war. Don't go thinking we're "comrades" or whatever.

Allen: Such a nasty way with words.

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sfx: DO [explosion down in the town]

Allen & Kanda: !

sfx: dododododo [Akuma gunfire]

Akuma: Fire, fire away!

sfx: guni [pressure added to foot on Finder's back, ribs creaking]

Finder: Nghf....

Akuma: Nasty little humans. sfx: shuuuuuuu [dust rising from the impact crater forming around the barrier cube] Akuma: Very clever, setting up a barrier with the doll and those gadgets inside.... Akuma: This might take a while.

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Finder: W-We'll never let you Akuma have the Innocence....

sfx: guu [Akuma stomps down]

Finder: GYAA sfx: bushu [blood splats]

Akuma: Maybe I'll play with your skull to kill some time.

Allen: Stop! sfx: DON [Allen's arm slams into Akuma]

♦ p42

Guzol & Lala: !?

sfx: pii [Allen's eye spinning up] Allen: !! An Akuma!?

sfx: niko [Akuma grins]

sfx: dokun [Allen's heart turns over]

Akuma: What are you?

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sfx: go [Akuma kicks Allen] Akuma: Spit it out!

sfx: don [Allen slams into nearest wall] sfx: garagaragara [stones clattering]

sfx: gari [booted foot lands on stone] sfx: zah [dramatic effect]

Kanda: That idiot.

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REEVER WENHAMM

Australian | 26 years old Height: 185cm | 6'1 Weight: 75kg | 165lbs Birthday: September 8th Virgo, blood type A

can: FIZZ arrow: cola

Can't actually handle booze or tabacco. Despite the way Komui's always selfishly dragging him around, Reever (kinda sorta) respects him. That said, he's been thinking somewhat seriously about a career change lately, being 26 years old.

♦♥♦

FOOTNOTES

無人化 mujinka is the process of an operational facility becoming unmanned, usually because personnel are being replaced by automation. A city is a very odd thing to refer to this way. [ ♠ ]

棲んでいる sundeiru is homophonous with "lives (there)" but means "nests", in the animal sense. [ ♠ ]

The Rose Cross has a long and varied history, mostly as a symbol of the various Rosicrucian orders. Aleister Crowley was tied to one of those, which will be a fun callback later. [ ♠ ]

Kanji: 大洪水 daikouzui = the Great Flood Furigana: ノア noa "Noah", or "the Noah (family)" [ ♠ ]

Kanji: 結晶 kesshou "crystal(lization)" Furigana: いし ishi "rock, stone" [ ♠ ]

Kanji: 結晶 kesshou "crystal(lization)" Furigana: モノ mono "thing" [ ♠ ]

Toma uses his own name as his first-person pronoun, which generally reads as kind of... cutesy, even childish? I've seen it most often with either literal children or like, female J-pop idols. "Toma is here. Toma is happy! Toma will be careful."

It carries much the same connotations in English, though it's used much more rarely (which is why I didn't translate it directly; it would come off much weirder than it actually is, like he's a Teletubby or something). [ ♠ ]

#dgm #dgm translations #dgm meta #d gray man #d.gray-man #re.gray

[charliesopus]

So I never made a public thing about it, but back in February we lost our sweet, sweet orange kitty Ghost, to the same horrible thing we lost his sister to months prior (Feline Infections Anemia). Some of you may recognize him from my “he takes his bread making very seriously” video ⬇️

Even though I still sob whenever I think about him and miss him dearly, and wish with everything I have that what happened didn’t happen (here I am tearing up again), I did decide I felt I was ready for another cat. I’m painfully lonely and my Ghostie wasn’t just a pet, but my emotional rock and companion. I felt guilty, but I also desperately needed to have a friend for my mental health.

So after looking for weeks, we adopted this adorable little baby on Saturday! His name is Cloud, he’s 8 weeks old; he’s super fluffy and wispy and wild and has the loudest purr for such a little body! I’m looking forward to getting to know him and to have someone to spend my lonely days with 💕

#cats #kittens #cute cat #sad post #happy post #update #fluffy cat #cat owner #new cat owner #cat adoption #my cat #catlover #tumblr cats #baby cats #cute pets #cute post

[hollowsart]

-50 clapping hand emojis-

-SHOUTS INTO THE VOID-

#Ghostie mumbles #//delete later #I AM LONELY #I AM TIRED #I AM SAD #I CRAVE AFFECTION #I CRAVE VALIDATION #I WANT LOVE #I WANT TO EXPERIENCE SO MANY THINGS THAT SO MANY OTHER PEOPLE HAVE #I DON'T WANT TO BE LEFT OUT BECAUSE OF MY STUPID CRIPPLING ANXIETIES #I HATE MYSELF #WHY AM I LIKE THIS #I WANT TO MAKE FRIENDS BUT I AM A HUGE WEENIE BUTT BABY AND WANT TO CRY WHEN IT COMES TO TRYING TO TALK TO PEOPLE #I WANT TO BE ABLE TO FOCUS AND MAKE QUALITY CONTENT CONSTANTLY WITHOUT ALWAYS LOSING INTEREST INSTANTLY #mmMMMM #I should be putting this on my personal but idc rn tbh #//vent

[shattered-mirror-fanfic]

I am so sorry I couldn’t give a warning about the dead squirrel, in all fareness Player never gave me warning.

Ao3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/32206135/chapters/84300925

Chapter below cut for those who don’t read on Ao3:

“OH GOD! GET THAT AWAY FROM ME!” Henry shouted at the ghost, holding out the dead rodent.

“Stop being a baby, I named it Romeo.” Player replied in their usual condescending tone as they put the squirrel back into their pocket. “There was another one I was planning on naming Juliet but a fox got to it first, so I chased the fox for ten minutes before giving up.”

“Why are you like this?!” The live man sputtered out. “Also why would that help me?”

Player shrugged. “It’s meant to represent something, but I forgot.”

“Of course, typical Player.” The human commented, crossing his arms.

“Hey now! It’s that damn foxes fault! Let’s see...Ahah! I remember! The squirrel is you, and the missing organs are your relationships and bonds, you need to get rid of them and stay with me! I can give you the ending you desire!”

“I’m happy Player, ok? This is the ending I settled on, granted things went a bit haywire but we can fix everything and have an even better ending.” Henry replied sternly.

“Tsk, Tsk, Tsk, clearly you’ve forgotten who got you here in the first place. Someone oughta teach you a lesson.”

Player lunged their translucent arm directly into Henry’s mouth, gaging him for a moment before plunging into his body. Henry bent over clutching his stomach while he coughed up some black goo. When he stood back up the red rings had gone pitch black and the ends of his hands matching the same inky color. He fell to the ground and vomited more of the goo before Player flowed out of his mouth again.

“Don’t you forget who’s the one in control.”

~~~

Back at the camp, everything had de-escalated now that Right Hand Man was fine, and everything seemed to be better. Everyone mainly just hanging out and enjoying the late afternoon atmosphere.

Right himself however, had gone back to his tent, plopping onto the bed inside face first into the pillow.

"You know you should go socialise, it’s good for you!"

Right sighed when he heard the warm voice echoing to him. “Well I’m chattin’ with ya right now, aren’t I? I didn’t want ya to feel lonely again.”

"You’re the one that’s lonely, you have done nothing but worry about me."

“Not true, I became friends with flowey boy. At least I think so until he almost made me lose you again.”

"See, you make everything about me. You need to stop thinking about me for once."

“It’s my job to worry Reg! If I didn’t I could have lost you sooner!”

"Your job is to take the role of leader in my absence, permanent or temporary. For now you need to act as a leader and not mope about me! Why am I even on your mind constantly?!"

“Oh boo fucking who, you’re pushing me away again because I care and worry!” Right shouted, jolting up into a sitting position. The dull sounds of people chatting from outside had filled the room, cicadas were even heard to be making chirps.

Reginald’s teal soul appeared and shot towards Right’s face.

"I’M pushing you away again?! Well I’m not the one avoiding everyone to wallow in my self pity because I feel bad for not immediately fixing an issue even though progress has been made!"

The soul grew closer and glowed brighter.

"I was the one that reached out! I want to be SAVED! But I don’t want you to focus only on that! I also care! I care because I’m your friend and you’ve gotten me through the worst times! I don’t want to see you cry like a baby!"

Right stared, stunned at the soul’s words.

“You don’t mean that...do you?”

"Why do you care about me so much? It’s like I’m the only thing you think about!"

“Because I love you, you idiot!”

"THEN DON’T!"

Those words left the soul fast it seemed like he didn’t process what he was responding to. The cyan glow dulled as the soul bobbed away.

“No, I can’t...wait, how are you even moving your soul?”

"I don’t know, I just felt a need to just show how mad I was at you."

“Well I’m sorry for making you my only priority. Now, no more being mad at me.” Right said, closing the conversation and pulling the floating heart to him with his hand. Said heart nuzzled against the man’s chest, regaining it’s bright glow that it had before.

"I’m sorry too."

~~~

Ellie had finally deemed her mission a success when the government camp had to abandon their gear and retreat to a camp further away. She gathered what she could carry and by sunset she was back at the main camp sharing her gatherings with everyone. It wasn't that they didn't have anything, it was just a nice thing to do. The toppat was currently caught in a very confusing debate between the skeleton brothers.

“IT IS A CRIME TO PUT KETCHUP ON SPAGHETTI!” Papyrus yelled at his brother.

“well it’s basically the same thing pap. both ketchup and tomato sauce are made from the same core ingredients and have similar consistency” Sans responded. “So you’re basically saying that putting tomato sauce on spaghetti is a crime”

“THAT IS NOT WHAT I AM SAYING AT ALL.”

“Well, I’m going to have to side with Papyrus on this one, ketchup is too sweet for any pasta.” Ellie chimed in.

“wow kid you certainly rose to the occasion to solve this problem.” The shorter skeleton joked. Ellie couldn’t help but laugh at the pun while Papyrus just sulked over how Sans was ruining their new human friend.

Something was off. Sans waived his right hand and used his magic to pull a familiar white-haired man out from a nearby bush.

“Holy shi-! Henry! What were you doing in the bushes? I’ve been looking for you since I got back!” The red-head exclaimed.

“I was out in the woods to cool off and I got a bit disoriented and lost, ok?” Henry groaned as he sat up and rubbed his head. “Also hey Ellie, where were you?”

“How’d you get-?! Y’know what, nevermind. Anyways, I was off dealing with those gov’t jerks.” Ellie spoke. “Damn Svensson wouldn’t let me use the rocket launcher.”

“What a buzzkill, we only misused it once and no one got hurt! Oh yeah, that reminds me, I wanted to ask you something.” Henry began before standing up to brush the dirt off his pants and grab his friend by the arm and drag her to where no one could see them.

“What’s going on Hen? Is something up?”

"I need you to keep an eye on player."

"Who?" The man's friend responded with a puzzled face.

"Listen, I know you've heard of soul bonds, Player is someone I’ve been soul bonded to for years. It was a pure accident. Right Hand Man got into a soul bond with the chief’s soul, which means he can see Player, and that is not good.”

“How can I even watch them if I can’t see them?”

“Elles, you're going to have to trust me, Player is going to try something, I know it. Just stay with Right Hand Man and make sure nothing goes wrong, and don’t immediately believe what you see or hear, Player is good at distractions.”

“Is that where the dance came from?”

“Well...yeah”  Henry said after pausing.

“I knew you were too good to come up with that yourself!” Ellie laughed.

“Rude much? She’s lucky you took pity on her and didn’t listen when I said you could’ve been better off without her.” Spoke a familiar voice.

“Speaking off the goddamn devil…”

~~~

The sun was setting on yet another day, Frisk and Chara had been wandering around the camp, checking on each of their friends while enjoying the night air. Frisk passed the tent where the Toppats were staying when they heard a voice inside. They opened the tent flap and saw the Right Hand Man, laying in his cot, talking to the teal soul of the chief.

“Uhm, Mr. Right Hand Man? Are you doing ok?” The child asked, fully stepping into the tent and staring at the man.

“Hmm? Oh yeah, just talkin’ with Reg. How are you doing?” He asked in return.

Frisk smiled and gave a thumbs up while Chara floated over another one of the beds, examining Reginald’s soul from afar.

“That’s great kid, uh, say, who’s your ghosty friend? Haven’t seen ‘em before.” Right questioned after seeing Chara staring at the soul.

“Oh, that is Chara, I guess that solves the question of what happened earlier. I was wondering but no one told me.” the young kid explained.

“Huh, I only learned about this soul bond thing today, but it seems like that’s what you got going on.” Right responded. The teal soul bobbed over in the direction of Chara, hovering only a few inches from the ghost’s face.

“Heya...buddy? Already at a stage two? It usually doesn’t take that short of time.”

“I’m with Chara, how is that possible? Granted they got to 5 in a few days, but we did a number of resets, so it piles up to a long time.”

“Well, Reginald is just special, that’s just how it’s been since ah met him.” Right added, leaning over to scoop the soul up in his hands and bring it back to him. The soul bobbed around the man’s head before nestling itself into the messy bun he pulled his hair into.

“Oh really? Doesn’t seem all that special to me.” Chara snarkly said. Frisk hopped onto to the bed and sat next to the Right Hand Man, continuing to stare at the soul.

“Well it’s a kind of special you only understand after knowing him for a long time.” He responded, obviously too tired to properly argue.

Frisk chuckled a bit while Chara sighed before they spoke again.

“Say, what do you know about the flower?”

“Ya mean Flowey? Sort of mixed feelings on that lil bugga, granted he tried to help, but he also broke the soul container Reg was in.”

“But Mr. Reginald is fine now, so doesn’t that make up for it?” Frisk asked.

“I mean, in theory? But, still feels like it’s not enough.”

“Well, it’s a start, I just know he’s trying to be better.” Frisk said, and if they ever opened their eyes, there’d be sparks of determination glistening in them.

“I doubt it, I’ve known that flower long enough to know he’s psychotic.” Chara argued.

“Ok kids, calm down, no need to fight this late at night.” Right calmly said. “Now Chara, what is going on between you an’ that flower?” The ghost sulked a bit and crossed their arms.

“I don’t want to talk about it, but he was different, and much better.”

Right sighed and let the PATIENCE from Reginald’s soul seep into his own, and he took another deep breath.

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“Ya don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want t’.” Right calmly said. Chara looked away and grumbled a quiet thank you. Right smiled and reached behind his head and pulled Reginald’s soul in front of him. “Anyways, you kids should head off, Reg and I are gonna get some shut eye.”

Frisk nodded and slid off the cot and walked out of the tent with their ghost sibling floating shortly behind them.

“Those kids are great, aren’t they?”

“Indeed, Frisk is going to be a great ambassador.”

~~~

Once the ambassador in question stepped out of the tent, they were spotted by their mother immediately.

“Frisk! There you are! It’s late, you should be in bed!” Toriel exclaimed while kneeling down to hug her child.

“Mom, I’m fine, I was just talking with Mr. Right Hand Man.” Her child assured.

“Oh alright, but you still need to sleep my child, you told me about how much you want to help all of us, and you can’t do that while exhausted.” She spoke again.

“I’m not tired though mom!”

“Frisk, sleep is still necessary, now do you want me to tuck you in?”

“Sure, it feels like tomorrow is going to be a big day.”

#shattered mirror #undertale #thsc #the henry stickmin collection #toppat recruits #crossover #fanfic #fanfiction #post-pacifist ending

[astralselfships]

The doctor f/o imagine is so adorable ❤ MY HEART IS SO WARM. THANK YOU SM FOR IT 💕💕💕 I was imagining my man, Kabuto from Naruto treating me 🙈😳 He's a really cold and evil medical man but can get very caring over the people he cares about (specially me;;;;) and I JUST...LOVE HIM SM SO TY SO SO MUCH FOR SUCH A SWEET IMAGINE 💖💖😭 Also since I gushed, feel free to gush about your ghost mans too! I know he loves you 💝😉

Heyy, I recognize you! The tags that you added on my post made me tear up a little, I can't describe how joyous I get to read the tags that you guys add.

I am beyond happy to have my works read by you and everyone else who gives them a try. I'm so glad you liked it and that it reminded you of your lovely F/O!

Kabuto Yakushi is such a softie for you, I can already tell, his coldness just melts when it comes to you 🌸

My ghostie 👉👈

okay, words...? Huh, never heard of those, my brain is pudding right now. Help.

He is simply the best. I learned so much about myself through him, he makes me want to do better every single day and this lil' meanie, as naggy as he can get, reminds me to keep my head up no matter what, to take care of myself and to wake up with a smile every morning.

He IS love. My love for him inspires me every day and I just know that it takes one glance at him to remember what love feels like. I'm usually very lonely irl but he feels like I could take on the world.

That's so much gushing oh my gosh, it's getting sappy in here... 👉👈

Thank you for the opportunity to gush freely, my heart is flying somewhere now, I lost it. And thank you for your support. Always grateful to be part of such a wonderful community <3

Astral out 🌸

#f/o community #f/os #romantic f/o #self shippers #self ship community #self insert community #ask response #this is a free pass for gushing #Gushing ahead #thank you 🥺 #you're too sweet #f/o stuff #self ship

[just-a-belgian-girl]

hey shay

its just me checking up on you. its either 3 am or idk really heh. wow this sounds awkward im probs been writing this on and off for hours but oh well.

el oh el

so like dude, i love ya so much. thanks for being there for me always, youre the best friend i've ever had, even if you are thousands of kilometres away.

i listened to a song once and a lyric really stuck out to me "My body feels young but my mind is very old, so what do you say? you can't give me the dreams that are mine anyway" um anyways, this just reminded me a lot of us and what our friendship is like. seeing as we are both pretty surprisingly poetic and just want the best out of life <3

"I'm tied up in her shy and fair-haired fairy prison" also reminds me of you because of how shy and cute you are with all you say and do

but ye, no matter what you say, you're the best. seeing how bloody belligerent i can be, i always wonder why you havent cut me off yet, i mean, im literally a piece of shit ahahaha. i can imagine how annoying it is when im so stubbornly self-deprecating but i dont think you understand how much it means to me when you just sit there patiently shutting down thought after thought of mine, day after day.

[lmao this is like on big thank you/appreciation note all in one]

i appreciate your skills in the arts, it amazing how you're outstanding in almost all of them! thats takes a lot to do! i know i've said that before, shut up

youre crazy smart too, even if you arent very observant (aha) but its cute <3 when we do hold intelligent convos, its very entertaining and mind-blowing to see what you think about the topic.

so yeaaaaaa i love you a lot and youre the best kind of person, dont let anyone else tell you otherwise

love, phoebe/ghostie

okay i actually started crying-

first things first HOW DARE YOU INSULT YOURSELF LIKE THAT SAY SOMETHING NICE ABOUT YOURSELF NOW

IM EXPECTING A COMPLIMENT FROM YOU TO YOURSELF EITHER IN MY INBOX OR ON YOUR TUMBLR OR IDC WHERE JUST DO IT

phoebe you’re also the best friend i’ve ever had. i don’t think i’ve ever felt so understood and accepted around anyone else. i used to be a very lonely person... up until you came along but anyways this is irrelevant the important thing i’m going to say is i’m not going anywhere unless you want me to. the only way i’m leaving is if you tell me you don’t want me around anymore. then i’ll go. but until then, you’re not getting rid of me no matter what

also no, you self-deprecating is not annoying for me. i mean sure i’m a little disappointed that you can’t seem to see all the great things about yourself but no matter, that’ll come. until then i’ll be here, repeating all this stuff as many times as you need. i’m persistent, love. someday you’ll believe me. someday you’ll be able to see it for yourself. and whether that takes months, years, decades or the rest of my life, i’m not stopping before then and quite possibly not after either

OHHH THATS WHY YOU ASKED ME FOR A LYRIC

lol i don’t think i’ve ever met a person less observant than myself but i’m glad you think it’s cute ♥️

you think my thoughts are interesting??? huh i thought i was just stating obvious things wrapped in pretty words 😂

i love you too phoebe, just as much, if not more 🥰♥️😘 you’re amazing, truly one of the best people i’ve ever met, and i couldn’t have asked for a better bestie

thank you for being my friend 💕 have a thank you cookie 🍪

#i would never cut you off. not EVER in my life #if ever i disappear without a trace it means something’s happened to me bc i would never leave and def not without saying anything #you’re stuck with me love #until you get tired of me and tell me to leave i won’t be going anywhere #shayna replies #phoebe 💕 #the procrastination queens #shayna bookmarks