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drawer-ghost · 5 months
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So I haven't made any full art yet so, to all the artists that don't have any ideas how to draw these dorks, have a pseudo-reference.
Transcript of my awful hand writing+extra notes under the cut:
Noelle Notes:
-"Not tall, just has a REALLY long face"
-"Hoves hands"
-Wears a watch
-Also I didn't write it but she has freckles
Berdly Notes:
-"Birdmarks" (hehehehe)(get it? Cuz it sounds like "BIRTHmarks") randomly appears and works as eyebrows
-Uses duct tape (or DUCK tape, if you want hehehehe) to keep his glassea
-"Nostrils" form a smiley face with the mouth (usual match actual feeling)
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overthinkingtaleblr · 10 months
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There's currently at thunderstorm happening right now so here's some headcannons on how P.I.E (+ Jimmy) would react to it:
Spooker: staring out the window, wrapped up in blankets and watching the lightning. He would absolutely laugh in awe at the massive cracks and loud booms.
Colin: doing tasks. Storms make him a little iffy, so he tries to miss most of it by distracting himself with work, like chores he's been putting off or some minor paperwork. If there's no more work, he'll just try to sleep it away.
Toast: in the basement. Between sensitive hearing and trauma from when they chased storms that one summer, he's not having a good time. The basement is the most soundproof room they have, so he stays there until its passed.
Ghost: comforting Toast. He'll mostly go grab him things like food, films, blankets ect. But during the worse of the storm he'll sit near him and hold his hand so he knows that he's still here, and he's not going to get sucked away like before.
Jimmy: standing outside, trying to get struck by lightning. He wants cool powers dammit!
Thank you for the thunderstorm headcanons! These are pretty cute!
I mean. Toast is going through it, but he has his bestie there with him. This could be like. The only reason I can think of why PIE would decorate their basement— just to make a room as cozy as possible to wait out (googles something)… literal actual hurricanes. An actual hurricane. Apparently NC is tied for 3rd for the state with the most hurricanes.
… someone better get Jimmy back inside oh no.
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To add onto your headcannon, we always wonder how Klaus helped out during missions since he didn't really use his powers. Maybe he got shafted with the "cleanup" a lot. His 'Are we burning or burying' line in S2 means either they had to deal with a lot of bodies themselves as kids, or he's had to dispose of quite a few as an adult. Probably both knowing the way Klaus's life has seemed to have gone.
yes I love this!!!!! the ‘burning or burying’ line in s2 lives rent free in my head too 😂
we just need more klaus being weirdly comfy with dead bodies tbh cos to him they really must feel more like meat sacks (especially as he realises he’s immortal and apparently can re manifest a whole ass flesh prison in an alternate dimension)
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hollowsart · 2 years
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I’ve always wanted to like.. give my spidersona some cool unique to them powers but like.. I’m not creative enough to think of things.
not sure what kind of powers would work for me anyway :(
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saltyground · 2 years
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That time Ghostwriters did an online chat interview and Rob wouldn't shut up x
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pocket-ghostie · 1 month
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I'm making So Many test pages for this Ace Attorney drawing I'm going to do :3c
It's going to be awesome >:3c
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mrowtastic · 1 year
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Ok I had a cool Idea about a dp x dc au that i want to throw out here.
The story takes place after the show. Everyone is in their early-mid twenties, (I'm thinking the Trio is around 22-23 and Jazz 26-27, depending), Everything that happened in the show happened here. It's been over five years now and Team Phantom is a well-oiled machine of ghost kick-assery.
The Drs Fenton are retired from the ghost hunting business. Inventing new gadgets and theories is their game and they enjoy it. They have gladly passed the torch to their two kids that they are so so proud of. (Maddie insists that they call at least once a week to chat).
Everyone has stuck together. Amity is healthier (ghost-wise) and is particularly peaceful. The gang goes to the same college (take your pick, i prefer Gotham thanks to ghosty biz), and realize just how much their ghostly know-how is needed outside of Amity. (Maybe Gotham calls in a favor and asks them to [spiritually] clean up her streets to help with the strain of everything?).
Team Phantom comes out of retirement to address the spiritual turmoil, hunt down naughty ghost, help the dearly departed to the other side, and steal mementos, haunted artifacts, and other dangerous occult items best left to the dead. The more morally-grey parts of the job force the Team into stealth mode. They work mostly at night but can work during the day depending on the mission. In order to stay anonymous they have motorcycles (with their assigned colors, the sporty kind) with helmets. (I'm imaging so many motorcycle chasing scenes. Maybe the Fentons invent a ghost whip that snags ghosts mid-chase? That sounds cool).
It's easy to get what they need between Sam's and Danny's wealth, Tucker's programming skill, Danny's engineering skills, Jazz's organizational skills, and Sam's ability to see the big picture. It's just like old times.
In a sense they make themselves a superhero group. To everyone else, however, they have come out of nowhere and are way to skilled to be newbies. It has the bats and other heroes scratching their heads. Shenanigans ensue. Constantine loves them and loathes them in the same breath. The Bats are running in circles because How do they keep getting away?
Everyone gets a superhero identity:
Danny: Sticks with Phantom. I know, boring, but no one outside of Amity really knows about him. (I'm thinking an info blockade from the government like in so many fics). He specializes in all the ghostly, magical parts of their exploits. Anything that needs to be done regarding ectoplasm and weird symbols is his business. Also is the only one able to make chemicals needed for their weapons and handle a hammer for repairs to equipment. I imagine him in either a black trench coat or motorcycle jacket with combat boots, black jeans, and regular black t-shirt. He wears goggles like Maddie's. (Like mother, like son). They make him look unhinged.
Sam: I'm leaning towards the name Thorn? She's the sharpshooter. The muscle. She can and will crack your head between her thighs and possesses 90% of the trio's impulse control (in most situations). I imagine her in knee-high, laced up, goth boots, leggings and killer skirt with a leather jacket and crop top. Her colors are still black, purple, and green. She is SWOLE. I love her.
Tucker: Now, I'm not sure what his name would be but he's basically the field tech. Having an on-site hacker is super useful. He's got twenty ways to get into every building. Security means nothing to him. He's great at stealth (not counting Danny cause ghost powers) and is great at thinking on his feet. His color are black and orange. Instead of wearing his red beret and yellow shirt duo he wears sneakers, tech glasses, a motorcycle jacket with a hoodie attached.
Jazz: Prophet is her codename. She's the lady in the chair. Tucker may make the programs that run the computer, but only Jazz can run them efficiently. She gets them where they need to go, gets them out of tough situations, gets info, assists Tucker, and so much more. Also, I want her to fly a ghost jet. I dont know why but she would be so cool doing it.
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mouschiwrites · 2 months
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love your writings :)
can i get a uhh...
morro x reader who was around when he was wu's student, and after he left waited for him everyday and night to see if he would come back?
and was obviously there to see him during ghosty arc
just some hurt/comfort please
Of course dear! I actually had a lot of fun with this one, I hope you enjoy!! ^^
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Ninjago - Waiting For Your Morro
Nights like these bothered you. The air—just cold enough to nip your cheeks as it gently breezed by—held a silence that left you to your thoughts. Your brows were furrowed deeply as you stared out into the darkness. Why did you keep doing this? Would you ever get what you were looking for?
You shook your head at the thought. You had to keep hope; that’s what you told yourself. That’s what you always told yourself.
You looked down at your hand, opening and closing it slowly to get some blood flowing. You wished there was a hand to hold, a hand you’d been longing for for years. The hand of your first and only love, Morro.
You closed your eyes, filling your lungs with the chilled air.
“Y/n, watch me!”
“I’m watching!”
Morro was grinning hugely, glancing between you and the kite in the air. He made the thing dance like it was alive, and you marveled at the sight.
“Wow, Morro! Are you doing that?”
“Yeah! It’s my power: wind. That’s what Wu told me.”
“You’re so cool! You’re gonna grow up to be a really powerful ninja one day. Just don’t forget me when that happens, ‘kay?”
“I’ll never forget you, Y/n.”
You remembered the sincerity in his eyes when he said those words. It had been mixed with the innocent eagerness that characterized his youth; you recalled how his round, childish face used to shine when he talked about his powers. Morro had wanted nothing more than to be powerful; he knew nothing would make his beloved Master Wu more proud. 
You smiled bitterly as you recalled that aspect of him, the part that was always seeking the wise old man’s approval. The smile turned into a frown as you traced your memories onward, conjuring up a painful scene:
“Morro, are you okay?”
Morro was quiet. He was hunched over on the bottom step of the monastery, his knees curled up against his chest and his chin planted on his knees. His eyes were puffy and red, and when you spoke fresh tears brimmed those soulful eyes.
“Wu says I’m not the Green Ninja.”
“Oh, Morro…” You crouched down beside him, wrapping an arm around his shoulder. “I’m sorry. But you don’t have to be the Green Ninja to be powerful. I still think you’re the most power—”
“He’s wrong!” Morro snapped, jumping up so abruptly that you were sent sprawling on your side. You looked up at him with owlish eyes, horrified at this rage that you’d scarcely seen in him before. That was the first time you thought that something might seriously be wrong. 
There was venom, not ambition, in his eyes when he said: “I’m going to prove him wrong.”
That was the last image you could conjure of Morro. He devoted himself to his training, leaving you in the dust. You never blamed him, though. You knew he was only chasing the one thing he cared about; that being Wu’s high opinion of him. He was just… misguided. He’d chosen a bad route that he believed would reach that end, but in reality it only drove him to his downfall. Your heart had broken at his plight when he discovered he wasn’t the Green Ninja, but the pieces withered to nothing when you found out he died chasing his twisted goals.
You hadn’t known what to do with yourself then. Morro, the boy you’d known for so long, the one you’d always hoped would get back on the right path, was dead. You’d never see him again. You’d never see that sweet face, so ambitious and eager—but you’d have killed even to see the corrupted version of him that you didn’t quite recognize. You just wanted him back.
Then, years later, one of the greatest—and yet worst—days of your life:
“Wu, you seem troubled.”
The man stroked his beard, glancing around as if making sure you two were alone. “Morro is back.”
You dropped the tray of tea you’d been carrying, sending the pieces to shatter on the ground. Your hands covered your mouth, muffling the sob that came a moment later. Wu had put a supportive hand on your shoulder, explaining the situation gently.
When all was said, you stared at the ground with conflicted feelings swirling in your gut like Morro’s beautiful gusts of wind. You weren’t sure what to feel.
Was it really your Morro that came back?
Your frown deepened. You had the answer already; you’d known it then, and you knew it now. That Morro was not the bright boy you once treasured. He was cruel. He was ruthless. But, most of all, he hated Wu. That could never be your Morro. And yet, that last time you saw him…
You had boarded Wu’s dragon, desperate for what you knew would be your last shot at getting Morro back. He was being dangled above the water, wrapped in the grotesque tentacle of the Preeminent. If he were submerged… it would all be over. As much as you probably should’ve hoped for that, with all the destruction he’d caused, you couldn’t bring yourself to pray upon the downfall of Morro.
Wu extended his hand, assuring Morro that he was still his star pupil, that all his pupils were his stars. Morro had reached to grasp it, and you started to see the Morro you knew once more. Hope exploded in your chest as they grasped hands firmly, and Wu began to pull. You held his upper arm, trying to help the man pull, but Morro was locked in place.
Suddenly, he smiled. Suddenly, your Morro was back. Suddenly, your eyes were teary and your limbs were weak.
“You can only save those who want to be saved,” he said. He looked directly at you then, his smile growing sad. “Y/n, you’re as wonderful as I remember you being. I’m glad that the last thing I’ll see is your beautiful face.”
You shrieked, throwing yourself forward in a futile attempt to stop him from what you knew he was about to do. 
“Goodbye.”And then he was gone again.
Your eyes were wet with tears, and you dabbed them angrily with your sleeve. Why did he give up so easily? Why did he give up on you? You waited every day for him to return, and he didn’t hesitate for one second when you finally had a chance at being together again.
But, as much as you wanted to, you couldn’t hate him for it. You waited years. You’d wait more. He came back once. Why not again?
So you stared into the night, looking up to prevent any more tears from falling. You calmed your quivering breaths by admiring the stars above.
“Perhaps one day you will be reunited,” a quiet voice came from behind you. You felt a hand on your shoulder, warm and papery with age. You turned your head slightly to look at Wu over your shoulder, nodding with a smile that was at once sad and hopeful.
“Some pairs are ordained in the stars—the universe,” he continued, looking at the stars as if he could read them like Ninjargon. Then he looked at you, a mystic twinkle in his almond eyes. “I don’t doubt that you and Morro are one such pair.”
Your smile stayed on your face, but now you were fighting back tears. You cursed the old man through sorrowful laughter, looking down to hide your face. He moved forward to stand beside you, wrapping an arm around you and rubbing your upper arm comfortingly. You accepted the gesture by leaning your head on his shoulder.
You didn’t speak for the rest of the night, just watching, waiting for your Morro to come home.
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Thank you so much for this request! And thanks for reading, take care doves <33
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Dating the Hargreeves would include
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The Hargreeves x gn!reader
Lila Pitts x gn!reader
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A/n: Guess it looks like I´m starting to write again. So my requests are open again. But trought my time and school schedule it could take some time, because I´m also having big exams comming.
Luther Hargreeves
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You love hearing stories about his life on the moon. He mostly thinks that his stories are boring but you assure him that you like them.
Since he lived on the moon you are his first everything. maybe not his first love Like in everything. First kiss, first time, ... Because of that felt insecure. He tought you would leave him because of this.
He was also scared how you´d react of his condition. He kept it a secret until Diego told him to tell you.
You were shocked at first but you didn´t mind one more reason to hate his dad
He´s the biggest softy and very protective over you.
He alwyas takes you out to cute picnics.
Diego Hargreeves
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Let´s say he has type: badass people
You both meet in the box club.
He teaches how to throw knives
You both are gym rats. And always competion each other.
He´s trying so hard to be the ´Alpha-Male´ but fails miserably.
You and him annoying the rest of the family with prankwars
He´s a big cocky wannabe who shamelessly flirts with anytime and everywhere.
His love language is physical touch. He´s a big sucker for cuddling and doesn´t if he is big or little spoon rigth now.
You are saving him from from stupid actions and descision he might would do.
Allison Hargreeves
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Fighting with her together against rasicm (it does not matter if you´re black or white or idk)
Raising Claire together. Spoiler alert she absolut loves you.
Being always on your side. We are not supporting S3 Allison inthis household
Finding Luther weird. Not for his condition. but for hid behaviour towards your girlfriend.
Finding her power extrem cool. But after hearing that faked her whole life with her power, the first big fight began. She assured you she wouldn´t do that to you and only did it to het ex because she tought she was a failure.
You wanted to believe her but you were scared that you were also in her curse or whatever it got called.
It was suprisly Luther who brought you two back together.
Klaus Hargreeves
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Spontaneous roadtrips somewhere in the world.
You are the only person who knows he´s non-binary.
You both are the funny duo everyone is annoyed of. Like recreating memes at midnight or laughing always by just looking at each other.
You´re taking his drug problemn serious and helping him to sober up.
You are his second and hopefully last love.
Going shopping and catwalking the new clothes all over the hous just to annoy his family more. The only one who seem to enjoy it is ghostie Benerino.
He tells you at random momtents how much he loves you.
Viktor Hargreeves
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He had massive trust issuses at first thanks to that bitch
To his birthday you bought him a violin, so could find peace in his playing again. But he got lowkey scared to end the world again. But he tried it anyways one night. When you heard him playing it was so beautiful. Since then he plays every night for you.
You comfort him after his nightmares.
Teaching him some self-defense.
Growing from hating Luther to liking loving him. And starting to hate Allison.
He teaches you how to play violin.
You are always reading to him, because he likes your voice and it comforts him but this little bean sleps always in
Lila Pitts
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SARCASM
Your realationship is full of sarcastic comments. What confussed the Hargreeves and other people.
You are the only one she trusts after hearing, that her ´mother´ killed her parenets.
You two meet, because you were her mission, but she fell for you. So your realationship started with trust issues.
Suprisly it was Five who got you both together and played wingman.
She´s very cocky, but so are you. One thing she loves about you.
Teaming together upwith Five, because he´s the only one who´s not a man-child, acording to you.
She´s saving you from stupid actions and descision you might would do.
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gaybananabread · 6 months
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TickleTober Day 10 - Ghost
@hexalianrebel-blackfeathers Kinda went in a fun direction with this prompt! I figured I could make a buncha fun ghost puns with Spot as the ler, and I’d like to see a few more fics where he gets to mess around with the spider kids. Thank you again for all the fun requests! As always, I hope you Enjoy!
Lee: Gwen
Ler: Spot
Summary: Gwen gets caught up by The Spot, trying to get back some stolen parts. Spot, not wanting to be caught, retaliates. He doesn’t want to hurt the young hero, though, so he finds a laughable alternative.
Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don’t like that, scroll away!!
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“C’mon Spot! You know how this ends, just give it up!”
Gwen swung on one of her webs, quickly thwipping another and twisting away when a hole went flying at her. That fight with Spot had been going on for a half hour now; she was getting tired. Still, she dodged every attack, finding new ways to zip behind him and try to land a shot. 
“Man, you really are just like a ghost, not making it easy on me! I guess you picked a good name!” The so-so villain wasn’t trying all that hard. He had grown somewhat of a soft spot for the arachnid heroes, never giving their fights his all. Still, he left them with a few bruises. The guy had a reputation to maintain, afterall. 
Not the jokes again… She grunted, trying to land a few more shots of web fluid on him. The dalmatian-esque villain was surprisingly slippery, using his portals to catch the webs and send them who knows where. He had definitely gotten better with his powers. 
He snickered, sending more and more little portal holes her way. “Gotta say, your spirit is pretty impressive! You really don’t give up.” Spot knew how to play their game; it just needed some pizazz. By pizazz, he meant telling arguably funny jokes. For this particular bug, ghost jokes seemed to piss her off the most. So, of course, he told plenty. 
“Shut up and hold still!” The joke got to her a bit more than she’d have liked to admit. Gwen lost her cool, abandoning a bit of her regular caution to try and catch him. She charged him, sloppily shooting out a few webs as backup.
Really? He had thought it would be at least sort of hard to get under her skin. Maybe she’s having a rough day. Either way, left her wide open for him to nab her.
Spot shot out two portals, one to distract, and one to detain. Gwen dodged the first one, but the second caught her off guard. She ended up with her arms stuck out in front of her, keeping her from moving anything other than her legs. The spotted villain came up behind her, deciding on a new game. One to both entertain him and distract her from getting back the dinky computer parts he stole.
Snickering right in her ear, Spot came up behind her, hovering his hands over her sides. “We’re gonna play a little game I like to call…hide and shriek.” He tasered her sides, his chuckling only getting more smug as he heard her squeak and muffle giggles. “I’m taking us on a little trip. Don’t want anyone else getting wind of our fun.”
A spot was sent out from his chest, enveloping the both of them. He had portaled them to an old warehouse. Spot may have been a bad guy, but he wouldn’t publicly embarrass her. True, he was gonna wreck the hero’s shit, but he wouldn’t do it around people that would use the info against her… well, in a much worse way than he was about to..
The portal around her hands slipped off before disappearing. Gwen backed up, the bug-eyes on her mask wide, curious and…something that could be read as excitement. Spot chuckled, but decided not to tease her on it. “Better get going, ghostie…”
The teen didn’t need any more persuasion. She bolted, using her webs to catapult herself up and away from Spot. He was planning on counting to ten, but the chase just seemed too fun. Barely five seconds passed before he started to search for her. 
Gwen zoomed through the old facility, trying to find a way out. On any other occasion, she wouldn’t have run, instead going after Spot. But right then.. She was in an unfamiliar place, Spot knew one of her main weaknesses, and she wasn’t sure how much web fluid she had left. Pretty much, everything in her screamed to run.
Things weren’t looking too good for her. Spot had a pretty good idea of where the young hero was headed, portaling around to try and find her. Every Time he’d get close, she’d shoot away on a web and leave him in the dust. She was fast, he’d give her that. “You know you can’t win this, little spider! This place is one of my oldest haunts, I know it like the back of my hand!” 
Seriously? How many ghost jokes can one guy have? Gwen found a small storage area, filled with crates and an old, dysfunctional crane. Perfect hiding place. The spiderling quickly ducked into the crane’s cockpit, hiding between the seat and the floor. It wasn’t awesome, but it was better than being caught…
Spot chuckled as he portaled into the storage room, seeing the long strand of web hanging from the ceiling. “Awfully big spiders, eh? Better get pest control in here.” He made yet another terrible joke. They weren’t even funny, but to her anxious and giddy mind, it was horrid. Every joke meant he was one step closer.
The villain sent out a few dozen spots, leaving them in random places throughout the room. His plan is to find her, let her think she slipped by him, and snatch her up in a few portals. It was strangely well-thought-out, for one of his plans.
“Come out, come out, wherever you are~!” Spot looked behind the crates, letting his feet slap against the warehouse floor as loud as possible. He knew Gwen was somewhere in the room, he just had to find her. 
He combed through the room, checking everywhere. Behind each crate, the rafters, even pulling a few of the crates open. He knew she was probably in the crane, but where’s the fun in just finding her right away? Gotta build up the anticipation. 
Gwen was getting antsy. True, she didn’t outright want to be caught, but…she didn’t wanna just leave. That would be letting a villain get away with…computer parts? She couldn’t really remember what he stole, the anticipation getting to her. At she was safe for the-
“Gotcha!”
A hand grabbed her arm, trying to yank her out from the crane’s cockpit. She panicked, predictably shooting out a web and trying to get up into the rafters. What she didn’t expect was to immediately get trapped in a few of his stupid portals. 
Shoot shoot shoot…
Gwen thrashed around, tugging at her restrained limbs. She could feel her hands and feet moving, but…they were nowhere to be found. Spot had managed to catch her off guard, trapping her hands and feet in four of his black holes. She was completely stuck, and pretty much defenseless.
“Well well well, what have we here?” Ugh, so cheesy… Spot was right behind her, his slightly nasally voice teasing her. He had known she would get caught, the bastard. This was actually a plan…and it worked. Maybe he had been getting better at the whole “evil dude” thing. 
He went behind her, thankfully leaving her mask on her face. “Too bad your plan to ghost me failed...” He knew they were younger than him by a few good years. Best guess, she was 16 or 17. Still, he didn’t want to know that for sure. These kids deserve their secret identities. 
Suddenly, ten fingers danced across her sides. Gwen squealed, bubbly laughter unwillingly pouring from her lips. “Sh-shihiHIHIT! GEHEhehet ohoff mehehe!” 
“Woah, watch the profanities there, Casper. We’re a family friendly hero-villain pair!” Did he Google bad ghost jokes before the fight? Gwen twisted and turned, tugging at her portal-trapped arms as she tried and failed to stop her laughter. “STOHOP WIHITH THE bahahad johokes!”
He gasped dramatically, stopping his fingers for a moment. He came around to the front of her, hands on his hips. “Bad jokes?! I worked hard on memorizing those joke articles, thank you very much!” So he did look up jokes…
In retaliation to her “hurtful” command, he dug his fingers into her stomach, hoping it was just as ticklish as her sides. He was not disappointed. “NAHAHA- SPOHOHOT! GEHET OHOFF!”
He chuckled lightly, shaking his head. How ticklish are these kids? “And you said my jokes aren’t funny. Look at how hard you’re laughing! I’m hilarious.”
A groan broke through her laughter, his dumb teases making everything worse. She distantly wondered where her feet and hands were, knowing the portals had to spit them out somewhere. But mainly? She was thinking of how much it tickled. 
Gwen really wished she’d put more padding in her suit. The thinner fabric was practical, made flipping and twisting through the city easier. It did not, however, protect her very well, especially from this villain’s wiggling fingers. “JUHUST- QUHIHIHIT!” 
Now, normally, he would’ve stopped there. But this time…well, she did insult his jokes. That deserved a bit of extra retribution, no? He moved his fingers up to her armpits, drilling his bony fingers into her hollows. Her response made her cheeks heat in embarrassment, the noise one she would forever deny. Gwen Stacy snorted. 
“Ohoho, that was fun. Mind letting me hear it again?” Spot dug back into her underarms, and she had no choice but to comply. Miles constantly picked at her about the noise, but to have Spot do it? Indescribably embarrassing.
His jokes really weren’t helping, either. “That’s the spirit!” If he had a mouth, Gwen would duct-tape it shut. Spot had the humor of a middle-aged father, and he abused that fact. It also didn’t help that he apparently knew how to tickle the snot out of them.
Gwen could feel tears of mirth gathering in the corners of her eyes, extra glad that Spot hadn’t removed her mask. Her bright red face and teary eyes are something she would never live down. “P-PLEHEHEASE! NOHO MOHOHORE!” 
Okay, time to stop. He removed his hands from her torso, backing up a safe distance before releasing her limbs. The portals spit out her hands and feet before closing, dropping the giggly teen to the ground. Spot crossed his arms, chuckling as the spider woman tried to regain her breath. It was kinda fun.
Of course, he had to get one more joke in. “Ya know, I needed this. Really raised my spirits.” That got him a web to the face-hole. He wiped away the goop, making a portal over to her and nudging her side. She swiped at him; his hand quickly darted back into the portal. Yep, she was fine. 
And by fine, he meant about ready to try and capture him again. “Welp, this has been fun. See you around, ghostie.” Spot slipped into a portal, leaving her in the warehouse…alone. Where even was the exit?
Then, as if on cue, a big red “EXIT” light flickered above a nearby doorway. Seriously…?
She pushed the door open, still feeling the giddy buzz in her chest. The bright sunlight of her dimension was a stark difference to the deeper, saturated colors from inside the warehouse. Gwen adjusted her mask, rubbing at her concealed, blushing cheeks. Stupid Spot…
She didn’t totally hate it, though…
Ugh. Gwen shot out a web, flipping up and scanning the city for any signs of the cow-print thief. To be honest, she wasn’t really looking. Her mind was much more focused on what happened a few seconds prior. How did he know? Wait…oh, Miles…
At least he probably got it too. She swung between the buildings, her mind racing with possible payback and diversion ideas. But those stupid ghost jokes… those took corny to a whole new level. She’d have to get some jokes of her own in order. With a special punchline…
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samgirl98 · 7 months
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Wail of the Silent 7/?
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CW: Two boys kissing and making out in this chapter
You were right.
Danny read the note and the police reports, wishing he hadn’t been. There had been a rise in suicides throughout Gotham, especially in Crime Alley. Spectra was feeding overtime. Fuck! If only he had caught her sooner…
“I wish I wasn’t,” Danny whispered.
He felt Jason’s reassurance and gave a weak smile. The other halfa was trying to make Danny feel better, but it wasn’t working. It was Danny’s job to keep the ghosts in check, and he failed. Now, a dangerous ghost was wreaking havoc outside Amity Park to a populace without any idea of the new enemy unleashed on them.
A paper was waved in front of Danny’s face.
We’ll take care of it. The bitch won’t know what hit her.
Danny took a grounding breath.
“Okay, but first, I have to teach you how to take care of yourself.”
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Jason grinned manically as he held on to the weapons Danny had gotten out of a green portal that he called a pocket dimension.
They were sleek, green, and white with the name ‘Fenton’ etched on them.
His favorites were the bazooka and the ray gun.
“All these weapons will harm a ghost without touching a living person. They will still hurt any ectocontaminated human or halfas like us.”
Jason nodded, absorbing the information while perusing the rest of the weapons. His eyes landed on a thermos. He couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at it.
“Aw, the Fenton thermos. This is your most valuable weapon in your fight against ghosts.”
Jason's eyebrow rose higher, incredulous.
Danny rolled his eyes, “I can hear you, remember? This baby here is the most important tool in my arsenal. It captures and holds ghosts, making it impossible for them to get out unless I want them to. This is how we’ll stop Spectra.”
Jason stared at the green and white thermos in disbelief for a second longer but then shrugged. Danny was the expert here, not him.
So, how do you use it, he wrote.
“Oh, really easy to use. You point, open, and let the thermos suck the ghostie in.”
Jason nodded.
“This is the Boo-Staff. Yeah, I know it’s a silly name,” Danny said as he felt Jason’s amusement, “but it’s perfect for close combat.”
Jason took the staff. The Bo staff wasn’t his most used weapon that went to Replacement, but he knew how to use it.
“Here, if you press here, it collapses,” the staff shrunk. Jason threw it like a baton before catching it and grinning at Danny.
Danny laughed at Jason’s antic. Jason’s heart started speeding up at Danny’s laughter; he had a nice laugh that filled the room. Jason blushed as Danny gave him a knowing look.
It’s okay—it’s cute, the other man chirped out.
Jason sniffed, offended. He was the Red Hood; there was nothing cute about him! He was a dangerous crime lord/ anti-hero.
Danny had the audacity to laugh! Laugh at Jason. Jason gave a whistling sound that would’ve been a hiss if he had his vocal cords.
“I’m sorry,” Danny said between giggles, “it’s just you’re so adorable when you think you’re tough.”
Think? Jason didn’t notice he had chirped out the word.
“Yes, think,” Danny said with a shit-eating grin.
‘I’ll show you, ‘think,’’ Jason signed before he attacked a confused Danny. Both men wrestled on the floor, and the giant of a man pinned Jason’s arms above his head and ended up on top of Jason.
They both ended up breathing hard. Jason could feel Danny’s cool breath on his face. They both met each other’s gaze. Suddenly, the air felt charged. Danny let go of Jason’s hands and cupped his face. He slowly lowered his head, giving Jason enough time to turn away if he didn’t want what was coming next.
Jason wanted the kiss.
He went up and met Danny’s lips. He tangled his fingers in Danny’s hair, and the kiss deepened.
The charge in the air suddenly became more powerful. It almost felt like a storm of emotions was dancing through the air. He didn’t know if it was his, Danny’s, or a mixture of them, but Jason reveled in it.
(Jason felt the buzzing deep in his chest that turned into a loud purr.)
All too soon, Danny broke the kiss. If he could’ve, Jason would’ve whined. As it was, Jason gave a thrill of disappointment.
(Some of him still marveled that he could communicate with sound.)
Danny gave a crooked smile and gave him one more peck on his lips. Jason couldn’t help but stare at Danny’s blue eyes and handsome face.
‘Pretty,’ he signed.
“What does,” he mimicked the sign, “mean?”
Pretty, Jason mouthed.
Danny blushed and gave a small smile.
“Thanks, you’re handsome yourself.”
Jason grinned at the compliment. It had been so long since he had been kissed or held in any way. Danny made him feel more human, ironically enough.
Danny lay beside Jason, and they both stared at each other. Jason knew he had the same dopey look as Danny. Jason suddenly shot out his hand and held on to Danny’s. There was a chirp of surprise before Danny started purring, too.
Both men stayed looking at each other, staring and memorizing features.
“Do you think this is going too fast,” Danny asked.
Jason shook his head.
“Yeah, me either.”
Jason gave a silent laugh and got up. Danny whined, whined when Jason let go of his hand.
He got the notepad.
I would love to stay here and make out all day, but I think we have a ghost to catch.
Danny pouted, “I hate to say it, but you’re right. Ugh, after this is over, we’ll have to go on a proper date, though.”
Deal.
“Kay, well, I showed you my weapons. Is there anything you like best?”
The bazooka and the ray gun.
Danny rolled his eyes, “Of course, you go straight for the guns, huh?”
Jason smiled and nodded.
“Okay, let’s go catch a misery-eating bitch.”
Sorry for the long wait and the short chapter. I'm not feeling too well, so there might be some mistakes. I hope you liked
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ganondoodle · 9 months
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you know, as if it wasnt already boring enough that both link and zelda got back to their 'perfect' physical selves without any consquences from all that happened, the fact that zelda doesnt even remember anything either is just adding insult to injury
although it was also a lil disappointing at the end of botw that zelda didnt age even a little bit or had any other physical change at least she was conscious during the time she sealed calamity ganon in the castle and it overall feels less illogical
when you get the mastersword back in totk you get a cutscene of zelda with it after she had already transformed which kinda .... is weird? she seemed pretty awake there, and it being right after transforming is strange since the mastersword was already restored in that cutscene, i would expect it to be a slow progress- that said .. it also seemed like her soul was doing pretty fine, unlike how mineru said that you lose your soul when you do the dragon thingy; i guess it could be that that was jsut a thing that was believed without knowing if its true but ... why even mention it then, just to dangle some consequence in front of us only to reveal there wasnt any danger actually?
also someone (i think) commented once that zelda being turned back in that weird way was meant to be that she got time reversed .. which ... okay??? the teleport to that weird nakey floating dimension is still a weird choice to me (yes i know its probably the spirit realm or soemthing and thats why the ghosts that went poff already were there but it still feels off to me) .. aynway, i guess it was meant that ghost sonia + rauru did the give power to link thing that sonia and zelda did to rauru when he magic laser blasted all those poor moldoras (and never does it again ... why not magic laser blast away gan instead he was pretty openly standing on that rock problem solved hfldshnflsnjlfs) and that time reversed the dragon thing .... but aside from the symbol for the time thingy lighting up theres no indication for it if i remember right? its just some awkward looking magic beam blast save zelda edition (tm) why not at least include the clear tök sound that goes off when you use time reversal in game? would it have been both more clear AND cool if link was still standing on her head, the world gets that spirit realm filter like it did in skyward sword to indicate that theres a shift, then have the ghosties appear and let you as the player select time thingy and then her, ghosties give you their energy and the sound of time reversal goes off, the schemes of the world below goes black and white and start to shift; you dont need to literally show the path zelda had been flying over those thousands of years, but make the world a blurry mess and let the music speed up so you feel like you are actually doing something and then she turns back maybe near the temple of time (zonau edition) so its near the place where she was last human, the filters and ghosts disappear and whoop you got your epic falling scene ... but i would like to have zelda still remember it, otherwise it just feels .. weirdly manipulative? like lets reverse your brain and memory zelda no dont worry i meant good lmao trust me
that is if it was meant to be read as a time reversal on her .... but then i question why it wasnt used beforehand? couldnt you have done that to ganondorf even? if sonia and rauru can give you enough energy as ghosts then why couldnt sonia reappear after getting one-punche-mand-to-death or when you fight gan in the present time? is the excuse that he was so miasmafied or deep below the earth that the spirit world thing isnt in reach? couldnt you have done it after he did the dragon thing then? or is it a one time thing so they saved it for zelda? but then why didnt sonia get her ghost ass back there immediately after she died and time revrsed gan getting the enigma stone? ALSO if it was a time reversal on zelda where did the stone go??? shouldnt it be time reversaled out of her in some way to undo the dragon thing? where it go?? also to time reversal a body gotta be different to getting her soul back?? or was it just never gone so what mineru said about the risk was literally jsut so it seemed more tragic when it really wasnt??? like the apparent possibilty that the time reversal CAN be used on living things and not just objects makes me question it all even more?
(also was it meant to imply that rauru somehow through his arm got them both into the ghosty dimension?? bc how did they get there, and why cant they do it again? if spirits are fine over there even if they already went poof then why act so sad about mineru fking off like that? just go back there and say hi? njfkdnjkdj)
like im sorry i cant help but overthink all of this, with every supposedly explanation i just question it more?? i dont want to sound like one of those guys that go -OoHoh there was no clear text explanation for it so i dont knooooOOOOoOw i dont know how to use ma braiiin it makes no seeeensee- or maybe i am? i dont need an explanation for everything, in fact i LIKE when there are unexplained things, but it still has to feel .. whole? there are unexplained things that make a world and story feel more mystical without taking you out of it, but theres also a way to leave things both over AND underexplained with it seemingly contradicting itself or it just trusting that you take it all at face value and never think about it that it just feels off, the the first big moment where i felt SO taken out of the game i felt actually stunned was when i was at the shrine of life and it wasnt there anymore, at all, the cave shaped like a vague imitation of it, i felt like the game was laughing at me for being so distraught about it, like what you remember and care about the game this new one was supposed to be a sequel to? lmao, anyway theres a puddle of healing water :)))
idk i just ... if its not obvious already zelda is my special thingy so of course i overthink and criticize it in ways that may seem insane to the average person, but thats just how i work i guess :/
(i am still too thinking so much about how it all feels like such an afterthought, like especially with the weird time bubbles that literally NEVER COME UP AGAIN???? WHAT WAS THE POINT??? AND WHERE DID THEY COME FROM??? and why youd choose to suddendly give zelda time powers out of nowhere and then basically not do anything with it?? zelda astral projecting to the temple of time somehow even tho her soul was lost but is also fine just to give you the time reversal gimmick is so ?? oh wow look at that zelda gave you her sage oath before you even knew about them look how coool ok but how? and why? it wasnt the actual engima stone you touch to go into ghosty world either just like a .. a weird ghost of it, it just feels off man, ok you got zelda out the way and have your neat gimmicks and uuuh dang we need to find a way to give them to you idk lol listen, i KNOW you are not supposed to question it, i KNOW they always go gameplay over story but goddamn the story ruined the gameplay for me bc everytime i think about playing it again i just get reminded of the things that dont make sense or are just so .. lackluster in ways that even botws worst parts didnt)
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randomzstuffzlolz · 4 months
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I'm gonna put ninjago characters in camp half-blood cabins because I can!
Kai is in the Hephaestus cabin obviously, because fire and also blacksmithing its just perfect
I personally don't think Jay would be a child of Zeus, idk it just doesn't feel right. But I searched it up and there are some minor goddess of lightning and thunder so that works, it also makes more sense because Jay got his powers from his mom
Nya would probably be in Posidon cabin idk guys
I once saw someone say that Cole would be in the Demeter cabin which I disagree with because Cole never really had any power over plants. I actually think Hades would work better because Hades has some control over the ground and Cole turned into a ghost so he probably has some dead ghosty stuff idk
I literally don't know for Zane, he's a robot so I guess he doesn't need one
For Lloyd I also don't know, I think it would be cool if he was a demigod child of someone of chaos or destruction or something cuz of Garmy but I still have no clue
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pupstim · 11 months
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For the first time during a ghost attack Danny felt quite relaxed. His secret had already came out, everyone knew he was Phantom, his parents had accepted him and most of his classmates now respected him.
So when Skulker launched his biweekly attempt at skinning the halfa, Danny didn’t hesitate to jump up, preparing to transform and leap into battle.
Before either could even get out some banter a voice interrupted them. “Wait, Danny! Do the thing!” Dash Baxter had leapt up in his seat practically bouncing with excitement. All of the students were quite used to the attacks and had simply moved so they were out of the danger zone.
Danny paused, sharing a look of confusion with Skulker. “The thing?”
“You know where you shout all Going Ghost! and then bschew your rings show up and vwoom you turn into a ghost.”
Danny stared for a long moment to the jock as several other students chimed in wanting to see Danny say his motto. He heaves a sigh, as the students all wait in anticipation.
“Fiiineee… Going Ghost..” Danny sighs again, his rings appearing in a flash of bright light as everyone cheered around him. Danny rolled his eyes at his eccentric classmates before launching himself into battle against Skulker.
Still it felt nice to not have to hide.
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Dannymay Day 30: Post Reveal
Another short story! Wow this one on time. I can’t believe it’s almost the end of the month haha and I’ve actually done every day of Dannymay more or less on time. I feel quite accomplished :)
This story was a real struggle haha, I kept wanting to write something with Danny and his parents, something light hearted and fun but idk post reveal just seems like I need to give it more words than just 250. I was also thinking of doing one with Ellie and showcasing how she and Danny gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss their way into everyone accepting that Ellie has always been there but then its revealed that she’s actually his clone but it was so convoluted I dropped it.
I’m quite happy with this even if it’s a bit more silly and doesn’t make as much sense as some of my other stories. I think that his classmates would endlessly pester Danny for his cool ghosty powers for quite a while.
About 221 words for this one so got a little bit close which is why I kept most descriptions short.
Thank you again to everyone who’s looked at my silly little creations. I know I don’t reply much but I am just nervous. I read each and every little comment and I’m giving all of you who accept it another gentle kiss on the forehead.
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bisexual-horror-fan · 7 months
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Dear powerful Bex if you had to put your mutuals in the Scream movies who do you think would survive?
HOOO BOY! OKAY! LETS FUCKING GO!!! This is a fantastic ask man, I love this.
So! I think our hot as fuck, big name get that is the shocking first out is @looooooooomis, can't you see her opening a scream movie? Getting that first call, the banter and back and forth, the little chase and that huge, brutal first kill? She would body that shit so hard. I need it. Love you lots Lex.
Next, I think we would see in rather quick secession @gophergal and @lightofthemoonglow get got, one of those fun scenes where the pair are hanging out and are both inexplicably killed, a valiant effort is put forth, but sadly it ain't enough. They get in some good hits tho.
Next still @ace-of-clubs-and-diamonds and @tinymonsterlover fall one after another around the mid-point, something real gruesome and unexpected. The kind of kills that makes the theatre audibly be like "oh my God-"
We get near the final act and lose @loserwitchbitch, RIP K, you will be sorrily missed, a fan fave that people get angry got killed. @visceravalentines gets an unconventional kill! Working at the morgue, dealing with a ton of the fallout from the murders and we get a sick as fuck Ghostface jumpscare from a body bag, how sick would that be? A death truly worthy of such a cool person.
Final act kills is where @darklylucid and @early20sfailingplenty as well as @lordebugington get separated and sliced, moment of silence for the bad fucking bitches we lost. During the reaveal and monologue we lose @mrsaltieri-real who SOMEHOW hasn't run herself through on Ghostface's knife until now, a truly impressive feat. @lucifers-horror-harem also is lost during this time, don't ask me why, it's giving pushed off a roof, a valiant effort that just falls short. @kruegerzkunt gets the last kill after the demasking, so close, but so far.
And who manages to make it out at the very end, I would say @f1nalboys left town and has been lying low since the first kill and managed to squeak through. Leading to the very end where, who is left standing but @lackingspace, @eggsandbeer as well as @therottengirl. Harley would manage to survive because Ghostface didn't double tap, serious stab wound but she makes it. Riri would have gotten away barely to get a hold of the cops, and Kate would just go batshit, rip and tear, no way Ghostie stands a chance by this time of night after all the damage taken. I think whoever Ghostface is at this moment is giving their speech and she just, snaps and tackles em. I am talking a Sam Carpenter stabbing Richie moment.
I love all my moots a ton, this is just in good fun but also man I need a scream movie casted with my moots.
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insomniac-jay · 3 months
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DC OC | Sophia's Arsenal
Dedicated to @mayameanderings @floof-ghostie @calciumcryptid @punkeropercyjackson
I have mentioned several times that Sophia just has the most insane weaponry ever. The amount of stuff she has in a whole ass vault is incredible. And since I am the infodumping queen, I'm going to go over Sophia's weapons.
Dragonflare - A pair of twin blades made from the fangs of a dragon Sophia slayed on her 16th birthday. The name comes from its ability to burn dragon fire.
Sword of the Seraphim - Sophia's main weapon. Created by the Seraphims for Sophia's father Samuel, it was given to her when she took his place as a protector of the throne.
The sword's entire purpose is to kill divine beings, using the holy fire to expose and extinguish any ethereal beings it comes in contact with, and can also transform; but not into other weapons. The sword is so God enhanced to the point where should anybody but Sophia touch it, they'd be disintegrated immediately. The blade is also flaming so have fun getting burned.
Arrows of Artemis - A bow and arrows made by the goddess Artemis herself. Cool thing about it is that it can turn anything it hits into an animal.
Lasso of Truth - Self-explanatory. Every member of the Wonderfam should have their own.
Claw of Sekhmet - Another one of her many swords. Much like the goddess it derives its name from, the sword is a physical manifestation of Sophia's vengeance and bloodlust.
Similar to the Sword of the Seraphim, the blade is surrounded by fire; and is so hot that it incinerates anything it comes in contact with. At first it was a regular sword Agatha, Sophia's mother, made to prepare her daughter to prove her Bana heritage but Sophia's powers in a moment of anger triggered it to become what it is.
Heaven's Wrath - A spear made from rays of the sun. It can neutralize any demonic power and magic as a whole by being spun around, unleashing powerful rays of heavenly light.
Kingslayer - A sword gifted to Sophia by Jezebel, it is one of her most powerful weapons. Using a combination of the sword's demonic powers and her own heavenly ones, it is strong enough to kill higher divine beings and gods.
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