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justwannabecat · 1 year
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“That’s it! I give up!” Phantom yelled. As though he had said something blasphemous, all fighting stopped as the participants stared in confusion. “You humans think you’re the paragon of all existence, proclaiming that anything different is lesser. Well we aren’t! We’re just as sentient as you are, and we have thoughts and feelings! You just choose to ignore it so you can justify your xenophobic actions!”
Phantom turned to Technus, who had frozen in shock as Phantom went on his tirade. “And you! Tell the other ghosts I’m done saving them, too, because none of you care! You don’t care if property is destroyed, or if humans get hurt, or if other ghosts get hurt! All you care about is your stupid Obsessions! You’re too caught up in your own mind to see what you’re doing to everyone around you!”
“But your Obsession is Protection, is it not? You’ve never stepped down from a fight-“ Technus began. Phantom didn’t let him finish.
“My Obsession is Space! If I had my way, I’d spend my nights stargazing, or maybe even on the moon! Instead I’m stuck cleaning up your messes because you can’t control yourselves!” Phantom growled. He glared at the crowd of people who had gathered, curious as to why all fighting had stopped.
“Humans are cruel and hateful. Ghosts are ignorant and careless. I’m tired of wasting my time protecting both sides from the other and being blamed for it. I quit. If anyone dies, or is captured, it’s no longer my problem.“
Like that, Phantom vanished.
The Fentons celebrated, not even noticing Technus make his own escape. The crowd murmured, worry just as prevalent as confidence. The few phones that were recording the event were put away, and later the footage would be checked. Unfortunately, most recordings were corrupted beyond recognition.
Most, but not all.
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Amity Park. Ground Zero for the start of the war between the Living and the Dead. Humanity and Ghosts.
Why it had only recently escalated to this, Batman couldn’t tell. His research found that there had been a portal opened to the Realms years ago, and the laws passed just a year after that. Most of the town was stuck behind an information blackout that the government refused to give access to. Whatever happened, Constantine assured him that it was almost certainly the government’s fault.
After almost three weeks of trying to get beyond the firewalls, he finally figured it out. “Research” that claimed ghosts were nothing but evil. News articles calling “Phantom” a troublemaker. Forums that spoke about how “Phantom” ruined the town while fighting other ghosts.
A video, old and grainy but still clear enough to be used as evidence. A glowing, white-haired boy that told everyone he was done. That he was tired of fixing everything. Of saving everyone. That nobody was good, everyone was bad, and they were on their own.
They used to have a hero, but Phantom left. Without him, both sides tore at each other until there was nothing but an all-out assault. They needed to stop this, but without a mediator they would not make it through to the ghosts.
If they could find Phantom, perhaps they could fix everything before it was too late.
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thef155 · 7 months
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I was reading a 2019 interview with Rupert (Carlos’s performance coach) and I can’t stop laughing at—
“Without my assistance... it would be a nightmare! [Carlos] would forget his wallet everywhere, his phone would be left on its own, he'd have to figure out how to put an umbrella up and things like that! He'd have to fill his own drinks bottle, which wouldn't happen.”
- Rupert Manwaring, Autosport [x]
The umbrella tho jfc Carlos for having the highest IQ on the grid i sometimes forget what an absolute himbo you are
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qoppybirdie · 1 year
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 🎄 the black eagles wish you a very merry christmas! 🖤❤️🦅
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hufflepotato-18 · 1 year
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scary
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even scarier
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oh fuck
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umeboshi--bones · 11 months
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dont imagine shattered dream>:)
CW: yandere
Don't imagine that you're sitting, by yourself, brain mired in negative thoughts, the stress and pain of your life drowning you.
Don't imagine the overwhelming wave of negativity suddenly rising around you only to be succinctly silenced.
Dont imagine that everything goes silent around you, unnaturally so, you can't even hear your own heartbeat; tendrils crawl into your vision, you feel something press against your back.
Don't imagine a smooth, velvet voice, cooing to you almost lovingly?
"Oh, darling, sweet girl, what darkens your heart so? I could taste it, so far from me. Tell me, whisper it if you find it easier."
Don't imagine breaking under the thoughts in your head, and tearfully you whisper to the darkness.
Don't imagine the darkness clicking its tongue and the tentacles hovering around you begins to make a cocoon around you.
Don't imagine the edge in his voice when he discovers that the source of your soul splitting sadness happens to be downstairs.
Don't imagine the darkness condensing before you, a skeleton made of darkness and sludge emerging. He smiles at you, it is sad and doesn't match his voice.
Don't imagine he turns and takes your headphones from your desk, placing them snugly to your ears, a tentacle scrolling through your music list on your phone, to choose one with the most plays.
"You do not want to listen to anything but what is in these headphones, my dear."
Dont imagine the smile on his face sharpens, he turns back to undulating shadow and slips out of the cracks of the bedroom door.
Especially don't imagine he returns to you moments later, to bring you up to him as he floats supported by two thick tentacles, pressing a kiss to your forehead, murmuring that you will be so much happier with him, this universe doesn't deserve a soul like yours.
And what ever you do, don't imagine that the surge of happiness that floods you feels a little tinged with dread as you look into that burning amber eye studying your face.
Or the smirk that stretches a crescent of brilliant white across his dark face, as your vision blurs and a nothingness takes you, as you are taken from the universe by his arms, by his kiss.
Oh and don't imagine the absolute wipe of your AU, ending in terror and blood, all for you beloved, all for you darling.
All. For. You.
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simplydm · 8 months
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There should be some kind of chorus fruit/flower plant monster w tons of weird limbs and growth who move weirdly
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paper-lilypie · 1 year
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I love how your bowugi posts are your top posts even tho they're very new
I know, its very telling
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meadow-dusk · 5 months
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NY at the Palladium in 1976
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c0nfuised · 6 months
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GET SAKI DOODLED + Saki Chibi I found
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clone-whore-99 · 3 months
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Y'all, this account is only 2 years old
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But, thank you so much I guess! What a milestone to reach
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mrkoicarp · 6 months
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Just had a freight train go through the station I was in and I think I had a bit of childhood wonder come back
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imferns · 1 year
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i need richarlyson's art account NOWWWWWW
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zapsoda · 5 months
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lol
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butchdaydreams · 2 years
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God how I want a blowjob. I want to be slumped in a chair, my head thrown back, eyes squeezed shut, and legs parted for a handsome butch whose down on their knees for me, looking up at me with big, fake innocent eyes as they take my throbbing cock between their lips
**THIS POST IS ABOUT LESBIAN SEX. MEN BACK OFF**
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dazzlerazz · 6 months
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Yona totk if only I could draw you
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esttillie · 8 months
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Little convo i had with my dad today.
"Me: I'm so happy bc people online are giving me really positive feed back about these characters i'm drawing!
Dad: Oh, that's nice! Who are the characters you're drawing?
Me: So, this one is called Michael! He was an assistant to this archivist old lady, but she kinda f him over and now he's a Distortion abomnation!
Dad: Oh. Okay. And the other one?
Me: Oh, he's name is Gerry and—
Dad: Where's Tom?
Me:... what?
Dad: *grinning* if he's Jerry, where's Tom?"
Why have you forsaken me, father?
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