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morbidmist · 8 months
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puppetmaster13u · 2 months
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Prompt 271
“Grandmother is visiting,” Damian suddenly said with no warning and with his usual not-quite demanding tone. 
“Who?” Tim wasn’t the only one to startle, seeing as Bruce had practically froze, a downturn to his lips in a silent show of confusion. 
Damian scowled. “Are you deaf Drake? Grandmother is coming to Gotham to, quote, make sure I am being properly cared for.” None of them had known that Ras was with anyone actually. At least Tim was pretty sure that would have been in the files. 
“Oh?” Dick didn’t quite crouch to Damian’s height but it was a near thing. “She-” “He,” Damian corrected, interrupting him. They all exchanged a glance before Dick continued. 
“Is he coming to the Manor or…” 
Damian scoffed again, a tiny bit of a flush against his face. “No, Grandmother will most likely be staying with Akhi-”
Now wait one moment-
“YOU HAVE ANOTHER BROTHER?!” 
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veryluckyclovers · 9 months
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my new header for twitter
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ghouljams · 26 days
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This was giving your dad!ghost :((
Ghost does not handle any of his girls getting hurt well. He's been through actual hell and yet it's sitting in the hospital while his kid gets patched up that sends him into a spiral. So here's Cowboy!Ghost dealing with his kids getting hurt:
It happens in a split second. Mary's on the pony and then she isn't, the usually docile animal panicking and trying to get as far away from the wailing little girl as possible. Ghost vaults the fence while you try to corral the pony and skid to a stop next to his daughter. Big fat tears roll down her face, her little hand smearing snot over her cheek as her other arm hangs bent at her side. Simon's stomach churns, he knows a break when he sees one, and he's seen plenty. They've never set his nerves on edge like this one.
He shushes his daughter, gathers her in his arms as carefully as he can, trying not to jostle the break more than necessary. It's heart breaking to hear her cry like this, her hiccupped sobbing as she presses her face against Simon's shoulder and tells him "it hurts daddy" makes blind panic seize him. Fuck's sake he's broken arms before, he's been shot, hung by his ribs, buried alive, but somehow hearing his daughter cry twists a knife so deep in his gut it hurts worse than death always seemed to.
Simon holds her the whole way to the hospital. He lets her wipe her snot all over his shirt and soak his shoulder with her tears. His baby, his poor little girl. He should've been watching the horse, he should've been keeping a closer eye on her. He holds Mary's hand (the good one) and imagines all the worst case scenarios that could happen while you talk to the doctor. Simon almost rips the man's hand off when he touches Mary's arm and she whimpers.
Ghost sits in the ice cream shop with his daughter in a bright pink cast, watching you help her put stickers on it and thinks there's no way he can go through this again. He's bubble wrapping this girl.
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A sharp cry of a scream, quickly cut off with a sniffled whine. Ghost whips the door open to see his daughter holding her fingers tight against her chest. She looks up at him with a glare that could almost rival yours as you ask what happened from the other room
"Daddy closed the door on my fingers!" Bibi yells back, her pout reinforced by the tears blossoming in her eyes.
"Baby," Simon chokes, reaching for her. Bibi turns tail and runs off to her room with a sniffle and a:
"No! I hate daddy!"
Simon feels something break in him, and drops to his knees. He presses his hands over his eyes, tries to get a grip on what's slipped loose inside him. You wander out of the baby's room to check on the situation and Simon looks up at you like he's killed someone. The hollowness in his eyes when he drops his hands makes you raise a brow. Simon takes a deep breath and you have to stuff down your smile when he tells you:
"I hurt her," with all the severity of a deathbed confession, "She hates me."
"Si..." Your lips pull tight, he doesn't appreciate your humor in his failures as a father, "she's three."
It takes a bit of coaxing to get Simon up and into the girls' room, even more to get him past the doorway once he see Bibi laying facedown on her toddler bed crying. He feels big and out of place sitting on the little bed, even more so settling a hand on his daughter's back. It feels awkward, like it isn't enough to make up for the sin he's committed. How could he ever think he could have children, he's not made for this.
She turns to look at him, pouting, it breaks his heart. "Lemme see your fingers baby," He implores, helping the little girl sit up. She holds her hand up and he carefully inspects the little digits, all red and bruised from where he'd closed the bathroom door on her. He kisses the tip of her fingers and she gives a watery little laugh. "I'm so sorry Abs," He tells his daughter pulling her into a hug as she wraps her little arms around his neck.
"I sorry too daddy," she tells him and Simon sighs with relief. She doesn't hate him. That's good.
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Jackie has to be the most accident prone kid on earth and she's going to be the death of her father. He doesn't remember two being such a dangerous age, but it feels like every time he turns around the kid has knocked her head on something or tripped or- something. Simon sweeps her up out of the way before a goat can butt its head against her. She giggles as he sets her on the other side of the paddock fence and watches her run after one of the barn cats. Only to face plant into the grass.
It seizes Simon's poor heart every time, watching like a hawk as she pushes herself onto her hands and knees and gets to standing again. "Ok Dad-dy," She tells him, the same way his other two do every time they fall. No tears, just a bruise or two. Now if he could just get her to keep this "no broken bones" attitude when she needed shots...
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inestheunicorn · 9 months
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Just leaving a few spooky cute things here to help you survive Monday 🍂
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sculkshrieking · 9 months
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A short introduction comic to a Last Life AU i've been rotating in my mind where Scar is a ghost only Grian can see :)
Part 2
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sosuperawesome · 4 months
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In The Moonlight Glass
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bluegiragi · 1 year
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konig voice: *chuckles* im in danger
patreon (nsfw)
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electrozeistyking · 4 months
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Yeah, I don’t know where this came from (beyond N’s new coat in this AU being baggy).
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agomeangelcat · 1 year
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Doing the invisible frog magic with Ghost:
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Y/N: Ghosty! look I have a little frog in my hands!"
Silence.
Ghost: there's nothing in your hands. 
Y/N: Yes there is! look he's going to jump! 
They follows a jumping motion with their head, and Ghost unwittingly follows. 
Y/N: did you see? 
Ghost:...no? 
Y/N: ok, he will jump again! 
They follows the invisible jump. 
Y/N: did you see him now? 
Ghost inhales slowly, Soap watch from afar, waiting for the result and slowly sipping his drink.
Ghost: No.
Y/N: ok then! hold his coat!
Proceeds to pretends to take the coat off the invisible frog in their hand. 
Ghost: what the fuck, since when frogs wear coats? 
Y/N: just for safety! 
The big man in the mask just holds the invisible small coat and watches the frog fake jump with Y/N again.
Silence.
Y/N: Now you believe there's a frog in here? 
Ghost looks at them confused. 
Ghost: No? 
Y/N: Of course you do, you're holding his lil coat. 
Ghost looks between his hand, still holding the frog's little coat, he looks at Y/N hands then back at his hands.
Ghost: Fucking hell.
Soap died in the background.
-Sorry for any erros!-
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junimo-hexed · 7 months
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I plan to draw a cooler looking team photo later, but for now take this piece of them looking at Jade’s photos. (unfortunately Cody couldn’t make it due to lacking his head.)
also can we just appreciate the blocky cel shading for a moment?
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emacrow · 13 days
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Danny wasn't the first to be contaminated with ectoplasm. Jazz was.
Thus contant angst and some gore. Viewer be advised.
Born and raised as a fenton without miraculously being effected by ecto while Jack and Maddie wear hazmut suits most the time up to her teen years would take a miracle.
Jazz knew she was effected by ectoplasm since she was a little girl, taking care of danny as a toddler and trying to make sure her brother doesn't eat the glowing green liquid in the freeze.
She didn't want him to get sick like she did... making sure the gadgets stay out of his line of sight.
He was innocent and too young to notice how ne-neglect her parents were being over their obsession of ghosts.
She was infected enough to see the tiny fading blobs flying around but never mentioned to her parents again after last time, and her parent stay in the basement for almost a week and half that time and missing Danny's birthday again.
Jazz was smart though, reading about psychology books far higher in intelligence then her age, and knew enough about the inventions that Jack made gave her an idea..
A terrible but brilliant idea to bring this family together, so danny could have the best childhood memories then hers..
She began sabotage some of their works to jam and malfunction, making some of their work papers as proof seem crazy to be denied so they actually spent time with her and danny as a Family and it was working well enough for years,....
Until the ghost portal work that day..
Then the ghosts coming out of it causing havoc which renew her parents obsession back from the very grave she has surely made they were buried...
Then finding her brother.. her sweet little brother had died and came back due to her sabotaging the portal with the turn on button being inside...
Something inside her crack a bit.
Helping him and distracting her parents was going well enough. Stealing the ecto shot to help her brother heal from the battles of facing the ghosts, red hunter, GIW and her parents. This was all her fault that she knew deep within..
Until Danny (her sweet little brother that she raise, care for, love)went missing during the middle of his sick day with no ghosts being out today when she decide to go get chicken soup from the store..
She should've seen it sooner when she came back and seen Danny's bed empty with spot mixed of ectoplasm and blood, dropping the chicken soup package from the store ..
Their parents loved them that she knew as she grabbed the fenton creep bat..
But she knew since she was a little girl..
Opening the basement door quietly, slowly and walking down the stairs without making a noise.
That they love their work more.
Her eyes burned with burning fierce firey green glow of pure rage and determination as she creep slowly aiming, as she swung the fenton creep hard on the back of Jack's head with a sickeningly crack, then next quickly hitting Maddie hard in the face as she knew they both won't listen to reason..
She know that would only buy her enough time consider Jack was a hard head, but maddie was out for good measurement. Taking the keys to the ecto shackles.
She know that if she were to cry, she will not stop crying if she did. Unshackling Danny's limbs, and pressing the off button on the ecto Ghost muzzle.
Checking to see if he lost any limbs or organs.. thankfully none yet...
"It's going to hurt, but we are leaving together.. ok danny?" She said with a watery tone looking into her brother's tear soaked red eyes, grabbing the ecto fishing string and a needle, giving Danny's a metal piece of material to bite on, onceshe pressed the freshly Y incision as she began to resew. Giving him a couple of Ecto-Dejecto to speed up the healing. (Pretending it was just a gash in her mind instead of seeing her brother's heart beating with a marble sized core buzzing leaking ectoplasmic mixed blood)
Once she sewed the wound up, rushing to put danny in the back of her car, getting the secretly duffle bags containing the things, New IDs, money, passports needed including a USB of the fenton portal and inventions blueprints in case anything happened(it did, it happen oh god..), rush back to the basment, press the button she had hidden in the lab to delete everything about all the information about the ghost portal and ghost files, the immediate lockdown everything including the portal in 5 minutes then self destruction meltdown minutes afterward.. afterall she did help made the lockdown, putting her own special password(She always make sure to had to backup plan to a backup plan..)
By the time she got to her car, and started driving at speed that would've gave her a police ticket, she didn't stop even when she saw the glowing ectoplasmic forced field emerged covering only the fenton house..
She didn't stop when she left the Amity Park border line.. She didn't stop when the loud ear piercing boom echoing.. she just drove to the only person in one place that would help her..
Her distant cousin twiced removed Edward Nashton whom live in Gotham.
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wp-blaze · 4 hours
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Islam Makhachev vs Dustin Poirier UFC 302 Prediction
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Dustin Poirier has earned the next chance to challenge UFC lightweight champion Islam Makhachev. This highly anticipated fight is scheduled for June 1, when the UFC 302 event takes place in New Jersey. Poirier, despite his popularity and experience, is seen as a significant underdog in this matchup. This perspective is reasonable given his recent […]
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smoluglies · 1 month
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Brighter Days ☀️
Hey everyone! I hope you’re doing well 🫶 I had this idea of adding animated elements to some of my illustrations :) here is one I’ve done recently of a frog and his lily of the valley ghost friend.
This piece is available on my inprnt store (please check the link below if you’re interested!). I’ve also turned it into a phone wallpaper which you can grab for free on my kofi shop ☺️
Wishing you a lovely weekend and bright days (regardless of the weather 😉)
• Prints of this piece are available here: https://www.inprnt.com/gallery/smoluglies/brighter-days/
• Phone wallpaper on kofi: https://ko-fi.com/s/43c4e2b9ec
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ghouljams · 9 months
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thinking about cowboy ghost babies..... ghoul loml write whatever you want about those two ill read and reread it idgaf
chubby ghost babies....
(my cousin gave birth like 3 weeks ago and its still giving me baby fever.)
The biggest babiessss, I love thinking about Ghost's sausage-y babies. When the man said he wanted to have stupid fat babies with Goose he meant it, those babies are so chubby. Here's some baby fic.
You push Simon's legs out of the way as you sit on the couch. He's made himself comfy laid out over the length of it, your daughter is settled against his chest, sleeping just like her daddy. You don't think the baby has touched the ground once since she was born, someone is always holding her. You've even had to sway Simon away from co-sleeping, something that clearly hasn't taken.
You reach to tickle your fingers against the baby's back, she hardly squirms at the touch. Simon cracks on of his eyes open at the slightest twitch, settles a big hand over her back to keep her quiet. Already a daddy's girl, you think.
"Having a good nap?" you grin, watching Simon shift to make a sliver of room for you. You eagerly squish yourself between him and the back of the couch. His arm wraps around you, keeping you held impossibly close. His whole world in his arms.
"Just got a lot better," he mumbles, letting out a quiet huff as you make yourself comfortable. You pinch her chubby arm, feeling Simon shift to kiss the top of your head. She looks like a balloon animal, like a sausage shaped like a baby. It’s adorable. She's the prettiest little thing you've ever seen, so soft and sweet you can't believe she came from you.
You watch her yawn, little nose pinching in a way that makes you want to pop out a million more of her. Simon hums, strokes her cheek with a gentle finger. Even with as big as your baby is, she's still tiny compared to her father. Something you know makes Simon anxious, such a little thing under his protective care. You can't help feeling something similar.
Babies are so fragile. You worry over every little sniffle and sneeze, every scrunch faced cry, even things she hasn't done yet. She can't even roll over but you find yourself worrying about her walking.
"Do you think we're good parents?" You whisper ask. Simon lets out a big breath, you can feel the rise and fall of it, see the way it moves the baby on his chest.
"Fuck no," he grumbles, "you use murder ballads as lullabies."
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transparentstickers · 8 months
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Halloween Stickers made by American Greetings, probably late 80's.
This sticker sheet contains:
Three pair of brightly coloured eyes.
A ghost in flight.
Two spiders drawn as black circles with two eyes and eight legs.
A green snake with an underbite of sharp fangs.
A cheeky grinning frog with visible teeth.
A simplifed skeleton with a sympatheic expression.
A small grey rat.
A black kitten with green eyes.
A ten legged lizard like monster, with pink spikes running down their back that contast with its green skin.
Two bugs with a multiude of legs, one resembling a green millipede, the other pink with orange antenna, yellow eyes, and a curled tail.
A bottom-heavy jack-o-lantern
An egg-shaped bat with wibbly wings.
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herpsandbirds · 2 months
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Table Mountain Ghost Frog (Heleophryne rosei), Heleophrynidae, endemic to Table Mountain National Park, Cape Town, South Africa
CRITICALLY ENDANGERED.
Endangered due to a very restriicted range, and the establishment of Pine plantations which are drying up the streams where this frog breeds.
photograph by Chad Keates & Oliver Angus
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wp-blaze · 4 hours
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Pastors Who Prey
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After resigning from my position, I walked out of the board meeting feeling as though I had just helped the members check off one of their boxes. The little square box to the left of the sentence, “Make him feel heard, although you plan to do absolutely nothing.” I made it clear to the board of directors that I could no longer…
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