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penciled-palominos · 21 days

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Hello Horseblr, I made a new horse oc, His name is Cooper, he is humungus, a ghost, and a very nice and sweet boy, hes a gentle giant and a sweetie, and here he is :

ISN'T HE SO CUTE!! HES SO PERFECT!! I LOVE HIM HES MY NEW BABY AND I ADORE HIM!!

I love making ref sheets for my characters and his was so simple cuz hes just a big ghostly like foggy texture? So hes swooshy and I love it so much :)) hes so awesome of an oc

#horseblr #horse art #i made a horse oc #isnt he so perfect guys hes my little dude #ghost horse oc #my happy happy boy 🫶🐴

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ectokelpeigh · 2 years

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made up fic title: To each their bones

First of all, that's metal as hell. May get that tattooed on my ass. It'd go great under the horse skull that takes up my whole back.

Speaking of horses and bones (I say as if those aren't the two things I'm most likely to be talking about at any given moment) my gut reaction answer: my ghost horse oc gets her own villain and it's this.

Alt answer: I'd steal the vibes Hozier has going on in In A Week. Specifically the theme that our flesh is only borrowed matter, etc. I'm thinkin' an AU where ghosts are only able to leave the GZ until there's nothing left of their bodies but their skeleton unless they can recover said bones and maintain possession of them (or burn them? ...or maybe destroying the bones lets your spirit move on altogether?). A ghost has however long it takes before their flesh has decomposed before they're unable to cross through any portal, natural or otherwise. Idk I just love the idea of maintaining a mind-body connection after death. Bones have quite a bit of staying power, but they're not of much use to us without the squishy meat that returns to the earth so quickly.

Obviously the circumstances of one's death and the conditions in which their remains are left means some ghosts have more time than others. Ghosts do not form magically having knowledge of this phenomenon, and it's not common knowledge among the living. Either you run into another ghost that knows and you track your bones down yourself, and/or you're stuck and have to send someone to find and retrieve your bones for you. Bringing them back to your own little area in the GZ is usually a safe bet, but not always. Skulker has his own skeleton on display.

Natural portals are so rare anyway that it's not much of a Thing until the Fenton portal is activated. Who cares about being able to navigate the living world when it's so hard to get there in the first place? But when Danny activates his parents' very strange machine, he gets caught up in a bunch of ghosts' mad scramble to find the bones of an ally or an enemy. Lots of graves are dug up. Some cold cases need solving 👀

Of course the whole issue isn't a problem for halfas since they've got a pretty good handle on his bones at all times. Danny finally catches a break. Perk of being alive: you don't need to keep track of your skeleton! It comes with you everywhere!!

Not sure where a single story would go with this. Maybe a re-hashing of 1.13? Johnny doesn't need to find Kitty a host, he needs to find her body... what's left of it, anyway.

#asks #answers #klo #kla #ghost horse oc #fake title meme #man this answer really has all the major tenets of my personality on display:#horses! bones! hozier! shitposts! tattoos! psychology! vague selkie vibes!#the connection between this au and Danny Phantom is tenuous but like #the inspo was DP and from a DP ask meme #so on the DP sideblog it shall remain #long post

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wandering-trader-joes · 8 months

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Ok I love love LOVE the idea that Laudna realized her feelings for Imogen after the gayest conversation in existence™ because Imogen started using her circlet to block out thoughts literally the next morning. So (assuming Laudna didn’t realize this explicitly while they were talking) Imogen wouldn’t have had a reason to think that things had changed and meanwhile Laudna was rethinking EVERYTHING. That’s like romcom-level bad (or maybe good?) timing.

And then they got split up right around that time too so she couldn’t have seen Laudna’s behavior change even if she wasn’t relying on their mental connection. It makes complete sense that she asked to kiss her with the full expectation that she would be rejected.

(also I’m pretty sure I’ve read a fanfic that had Laudna experience this exact moment of realization so congrats to that person for getting a good grade in gay subtext interpretation)

EDIT: it was @overnighttosunflowers (cairophoenix on AO3) with The Truth Must Dazzle Gradually.

#cr spoilers #critical role #bells hells #cr3 #imogen temult #imodna #laudna #laura bailey #marisha ray #ghoul ranch #horse ghoul #hiyaaaaaah #horse and buggy #southern gothic #riding die-d saddle #ghost rider #4sd spoilers #4sd #oc

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ghouljams · 10 months

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Ghost and Goose are autism4adhd and I think that’s beautiful. I don’t need to explain myself on this. I’m just gonna write out some small moments of them caring for each other's needs, plus Ghost being Murphy’s least favorite customer.

You hold out a pair of earplugs for Simon as he walks past you, feeling his fingers close over them quickly. He twists them into his ears as he goes to help Soap set up the arsenal of fireworks he bought. When he comes back to you he settles a hand on your lower back, appreciative. He doesn’t have to say anything.

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You snap at Gaz when he tries to ask you about horse tack and Simon looks at you like his ears are burning. He makes a soft motion with his hands, waving them back and forth. You shake out your whole body to try and get yourself back to equilibrium. When that doesn’t work he comes over and roughs up your hair until you’re laughing and pushing at his hands.

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You and Soap have been chattering in overlapping voices about almost nothing for the last hour. Simon’s leg bounces rapidly as he sits next to you trying to focus on the game. He stands and leaves without a word, you smack a hand over Soap’s mouth when he tries to call him out on it.

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Simon grabs Soap by the back of the neck and hauls him out of the kitchen before you even notice he’s there. Your brain laser focused on the budget sheets laid out across the table.

“You’re a cruel man starvin’ me like this,” Soap complains.

“You just had lunch,” Simon tells him shortly, “Let Goose work.”

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You hand Simon your monthly list and make sure he knows your prices are non-negotiable. Murphy swears as soon as he cozies up to the counter. Simon sets the list down, slides it towards the old man with his fingers.

“What do you want first?” Murphy eyes him, eyes the list.

“Corn feed.”

“50 a bag.”

“15.” Simon tells him smoothly, Murphy sputters.

“15? 15!? You’re out of your spectral mind if you think I’m going as low as-”

“15.” Simon repeats.

“Now 40! I could maybe do 40,” Murphy tries, “40 would be reasonable!” Simon stares at him.

“15.” He says firmly.

“If you were asking for 25 I would consider us friends! 15! You’re trying to put me out of business!” Murphy presses his hand to his heart, “Have you no sympathy? I’m an old man, just trying to make an honest living before I pass on.”

“I’d put you in your late 60s, hardly old,” Simon tells him, “15.”

“If you think-”

“15.”

“If Goose thinks!”

“It’s 15.”

“Alright it’s 15,” Murphy sighs, jotting down the fair price on his notepad. “You know you really take the fun out of this.”

“I get that a lot.”

#cowboy!Ghost #oc: Goose #oc: Murphy #Cowboy!Soap #I love them your honor #I've been back and forth on posting this #I know people have their own head canons on the COD boys #but I think Ghost is autistic #I'm not gonna fight anyone on it but I'm right #he gets overstimulated and he just leaves the room #goes and smokes or just sits in the barn with the horses #until Goose comes to find him

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 8 months

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oop oc concept posting! this bad bitch is for an original story of mine - the main characters are all from different "genres", and i needed One More to round out the group and well. puppet-y guy fit the bill! i can't decide on a name!

she's from a children's show that had a western themed rock group that would provide lessons through the power of Music! she was the band guitarist until she fuckin. fell into the labyrinth & got corrupted by her found family of idiot assholes

#SHE IS EVERYTHING TO ME. IVE HAD HER FOR ONE HOUR #if anything happens to her ill kill everyone in this room and then myself #she's LOUD she's CONFIDENT she's got an INFERIORITY COMPLEX her catchphrase is HAWYEE #she has a HORSE her LOYAL STEED her BESTIE who has KILLED BEFORE & WILL AGAIN #she is inspired by: cowboys. 80s rock. and roosters #in my mind she can bend reality a little so she can just pull objects out from behind her back #like her trusty guitar! and lasso! and hat that she never wears bc her hair is Too Big!#scribble salad #forced idiots <3 #oc #original character #i think i'll try to make her look more... puppety down the line #we'll see! she rounds out the group nicely i think #lets see for genres we have: slasher / sci-fi / high fantasy / horror / bizarre / ghost / puppet #anyway ill be So Honest #she is entirely based off of the tiny Clip i have in my mind #of her about to (badly) sing a song w/ her guitar after the group fucks something up #she gets One strum in. then Aces (featured in the post) grabs her guitar and hits her with it full force. like a baseball bat <3 #and i was immediately like Ah Yes Perfect She Fits In So Well <3 #it is important to me that everyone in the group gets on each others nerves <3

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impulseimpact · 6 months

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charrequiem

based on the legend of el charro negro, a mexican variation of the classic rider from hell stories. a rider, in this case a charro, makes a deal with the devil and after being unable to pay becomes one of its emissaries, the charro negro searches for people to force into making deals with the devil so they may take his place some day. one of the most interesting parts about some variations of the myth (for me) is that the horse is condemned alongside him for trying to protect him from the devil, a commonly mentioned detail is the glowing flame like eyes of his horse that can be seen from far away, which is why ive made them the protagonist for my version of the myth.

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#my art #oc #oc art #creature design #fakemon #fakemon art #faketober #mesoma region #artists on tumblr #horse #charro negro #ghost rider

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dujour13 · 2 months

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OC Kiss Week - day 2

@knight-commander I decided Emery needs a little more bardic magic in his life 💜

“So you’re the one who’s been spoiling my horse,” Emery frowns.

The bard offers up the last of the apple and wipes horse spit on his absurd striped trousers. “Guilty as charged, Your Hellishness. I suppose I’ll have to give myself a paper cut and pour lemon juice on it now?”

Emery’s frown deepens. Reckoning jokes are wildly inappropriate.

Worse, as he approaches his mount, Mánath snorts and turns his head away, making it crystal clear where his loyalty now lies.

The bard is wearing that charming, infuriating smile.

Though half a head shorter and at present regrettably unbedecked in his imposing black armor, Knight-Commander Emery squares off with him. “Will you please stop undermining my—everything?”

To his surprise Siavash backs down. “I’m sorry. I’m not trying to undermine you, really. Just trying to cheer things up around here a little.”

Emery pushes the dark hair from his brow in frustration. “This is a Crusade against the Abyss. It behooves one to take certain things seriously.”

“Like oneself?”

Emery’s mouth opens and closes. “I beg your pardon?”

“You! You take yourself too seriously, Armiger.” Siavash isn’t smiling anymore.

“Are you telling me I’d look better if I smiled more often? Because so help me—”

“No. You look—you look stunning with a perpetual frown and tragic circles under your eyes.”

Emery stares in confusion. It doesn’t sound like he’s joking but there must be a punch line, because there always is with him. His heart suddenly feels even heavier as the secret hope that had been making it more buoyant these past weeks evaporates.

“I mean that,” Siavash says, even more confusingly.

Emery is paralyzed by the expectation of a flippant jab that never seems to arrive.

Siavash goes on, gently, “But I would like to see you smile more.”

“Well,” Emery breathes, unable to meet his gaze all of a sudden, “what’s your plan of action, soldier?”

“Everything I’ve tried so far has backfired, Knight-Commander.”

Though Emery’s eyes are steadfastly locked on his own boots he’s aware of Siavash’s proximity from the softness of his voice as he goes on: “I’m hoping for some tactical advice.”

Suddenly Emery finds his hand cupped between the bard’s. It is raised, and warm lips are pressed to it.

Emery smiles.

#ockiss24 #friends' ocs #emery #siavash #pwotr pals #my writing #i'm not sure whether ghost horses like apples pls forgive me

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mfgentlegrowl · 12 days

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Prompt!! Of my horse character, Thousand Life Contract!!

#art #oc #artists on tumblr #fursona #furry #digital art #my art #horse #original character #mare #ghost

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merilles · 11 months

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there is no love like a woman and her murder-chicken 💖

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head-empty404 · 2 months

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random plush doodles

#my art #random doodles #my oc #mortal kombat oc #ghost rider #johnny blaze #hellboy #spawn #marvel #marvel comics #hellboy comics #dark horse comics #mortal kombat #spawn comics #image comics #i'm mostly proud of how the spawn one turned out

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fleshybeing · 1 year

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spectral steed

#my art #art #artists of tumblr #danny phantom #dp #ghost #horse #digital art #oc #eyestrain #gore #ectoplasm #blood #ectoplasm as blood #eyestrain tw

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halloweencatsart · 5 months

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what if specter was in sonic and the black knight?

#she's yvain btw #i have many more thoughts on this au. i'll talk about it eventually but for now here's some art #i'm really proud of this one #i think i did a good job with the shading #oh also she's besties with a lion and she rides around on it like a horse #dunno if yvain ever did that in the original stories but she does! cause it's cool #said lion is also probably a magic ghost lion or something. and it's the counterpart of specter's motorcycle #specter the porcupine #sir yvain #sonic #my ocs #sonic and the black knight #sonic the hedgehog #sonic oc #sonic ocs #sonic original character #sonic the hedgehog oc #sth #satbk

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ectokelpeigh · 2 years

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Does danny ever go to fright knight for horse-related questions. I forget is frightys skelehorse even considered a ghost horse or are they like... a construct. Either way danny and fright knight, literally the least likely friendship ever concieved, bonding over horses.........

Okay for this answer we're leaning on my "ghosts are inexplicably terrified of horses" gag: the Fright Knight's image is very scary to humans, but to ghost... he's intimidating for sure, but glowing eyes and a flaming cape aren't all that outstanding in the GZ. Hell, there's a 50% chance one of your neighbors has flaming hair. FK is pretty much a big goth jock to them. But his shtick is being scary, not just intimidating. So he incorporates a horse into his image because they're universally terrifying to ghosts. To do this, he makes a duplicate and it shapeshifts. That's why they look so much alike. He's gotten pretty good at it but I don't think he manage a horse that looks alive if he tried. ([Pete Wentz voice] this ain't a horse, it's a ghost fursona)

Danny doesn't know all this and he goes to FK for horse tips. I'm pretty sure FK's "horse" is the only one in the series besides Youngblood's babysitter, and they're probably not a great resource because they're 1. a shapeshifter that doesn't seem especially rooted in horsiness and 2. of humanlike intelligence.

Anyway, FK assumes Danny is trying to make his own horsey projection to ward intruding ghosts away from the town. Out of respect for a good warrior coming up with a decent strategy, he humors the kid. When Danny clarifies that he is in fact dealing with a real pre-existing (ghost) horse, FK kinda loses his shit. He's not completely immune to the inherent ghost aversion so he's never actually been around a horse himself, but since fear is his thing he's still fascinated by them.

So Danny and Fright Knight do bond and form a little ghostly Saddle Club of two, but Fright Knight is the one asking Danny all about his real horse

#ghost horse oc #kla #klo #god this cracks me up #Danny and the Fright Knight are the Weird Horse Girls of the Ghost Zone confirmed #POLL: does this make the Fright Knight a furry?

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shadow0-1 · 1 year

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give and take

#call of duty #modern warfare #blender renders #phillip graves #oc: jax #jackie ramirez #ship: high places #real men receive AND give okay #tired of this top/bottom disk horse #jax 🤝 ghost: getting plowed by their smaller bfs #I’m hhghghhhfhhghghggrgrrrgrrgrrgr

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ghouljams · 6 months

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can you please take us back to the beginning? from where it all started?

what did ghost do that made price decide ‘yep, imma ship you out with the horses’ and how did price mention goose before ghost met her.

I have been dying to write some Price and Ghost fic. I wanna do some fae au stuff for them too, but for now we focus on the cowboys. So here it is. Ghost tells Price he'd follow him into hell, and Price asks if he'd follow him to safety too.

"You're not renewing your contract," Ghost has never been keen on beating around the bush. Price is used to that, used to the sharp look in his lieutenant's eye that asks 'what are you keeping off the record and should I do the same?' There have been enough times that they've had to scramble in the dark without the cushion of military contracts, everything less than official in order to achieve the impossible, that he should have expected the look.

"I'm retiring," Price tells him, tugs open the corner drawer of his desk to fish for a cigar. The scrape of wood echoes through his office. Simon fidgets, a short flick of his nails against the pads of his fingers that is quickly stopped by Ghost's clenching fists.

"Retiring," Ghost repeats, feels the word out like he's never heard it before, "didn't know men like us retired." Price hums, clicking his lighter with a growing frustration, fucking military grade bullshit. Ghost flicks his lighter on, and holds it out for his captain. Price takes a moment with his cigar, letting the flame burn just a little long before Ghost flips the lid shut.

"When's the last time you slept?" He asks instead of rising to the obvious, if self deprecating, bait.

"Last night." The answer comes just a second too quick. Practiced. It's a standard question from the psych eval Price knows good and god damn well Ghost's been lying on for years. The kind of scars he's got...

"Really?" Price isn't asking, he lowers his cigar and exhales heavily, feels some of the tension melt off his shoulders, "I didn't." Ghost doesn't blink.

"Don't see how, they just keep makin' the barrack beds more comfortable." He jokes, the deadpan tone a distraction from his underlying agreement. Price would bet Ghost hasn't had a decent night's sleep in years. It won't be any better with him gone.

"Your contract is up about this time isn't it?" Price slides a folder to the side, flips up the edge of Ghost's papers. Same date stamped at the top as his own. It's been like that as long as he can remember. There's never been any question of what was going to happen on that date, except this time around. "What're your plans for that?"

"Renew." Ghost says without an ounce of hesitation.

"Without me?"

Ghost freezes. Price can almost see the gears turning in his head. A new captain, one he can't trust, one who doesn't know who he is or how he works. A new captain that might bring in new people, who might decide he's too much work and have him transferred out of counter terrorism. Who might not let his psych slip pass, who might discharge him for any number of things Price has let go over the years.

Ghost is a good soldier because he trusts him. Someone new? After what happened chasing down Hassan and Makarov, it's anyone's bet how he'll play. Those betrayals still hangs fresh over all of their heads.

"You like animals lieutenant?"

"Animals, sir?" Ghost's head tips forward ever so slightly, the smallest breech in his rigid posture betraying his confusion.

"My wife's family owns a ranch stateside. Would save me the trouble of lookin' for an extra hand if you wanted to change careers." Price leans back in his chair, "Good place to spend your retirement if you like animals."

"When'd you get married?" It's not the most elegant topic change, but it's also not a "no."

"Soon as I saw how shit the barracks were," It's the truth, but it sounds close enough to a joke that anyone else might think it was, "Got a kid too, Goose, you'd like 'er." Ghost grunts, breezing past that one, though Price knows he's carefully filing the information away. Mind like a bear trap that one. There's nothing Price has ever known Ghost to forget.

The two men regard each other across Price's desk. There's a level of trust between them that's carried them to this point, past every roadblock. It's not something that can be built up over night, nor is it one the affords requests lightly. Price has asked a lot of Ghost over the years, both of them understanding that the only way out was through. Now they stand at an impasse. One of them leaving, the other hoping they'll stay.

Ghost doesn't know what he'll be if Price leaves. He doesn't know what he is when he isn't this.

"Simon," Price appeals, leaning forward, "Let me do this for you. Let me get you out before this job kills you. The ranch is nice, it's quiet, you'll have your own place, work. You can sleep there."

Ghost is silent for a long moment, his eyes dark, clouded, as they stare Price down. It's anyone's guess what he's thinking. The conversations they've had- Price knows as well --no better-- than anyone that Ghost lives his life waiting for this work to kill him. He can't bury him again. Can't mourn Simon a second time when he knows he could have saved him. Price couldn't be there last time, but now? Today? He can try.

"I'm not babysitting," Ghost says finally. Price smiles, feels the tight anxiety in his chest loosen a little.

"Who? Goose?" He chuckles, shakes his head, "Doubt you'll get the chance to meet 'er, but I'll make sure she knows not to bother you."

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steamyearlgray · 2 months

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I know you have already seen this @linafinsterwald192 but I figured I'd share it here too in an attempt to encourage me to finish the ghost horsey fic I've been working on.

Welcome Noodles. The horse who was in the Rats! music video, I couldn't help it.

(Also after showing Mr. Steamy this I was informed that this is now how horse names work. So this shall be Noodles's name that Copia gave her.)

#the band ghost #ghost bc fanart #ghost band fanart #done in photoshop #ghost band fanfic #OC: Daniel Nightingale #Ghost BC horse

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