#Ghostypeppers

[this-is-z-art-blog]

[ID: digital halfbody drawing of Technus from Danny Phantom. His long hair is pulled partially back from his face by his dark goggles, with lightning bolt shaped stray locks poking over his ears. He's wearing a round gray earring, white lab coat, black jumpsuit with a triangular window over his collarbones, and belt with a blue T insignia buckle, as well as blue lab gloves. He's holding an erlenmeyer flask filled with something glowing green, wafting out toward his face. He's grinning broadly, with his free hand on his hip.]

For @ghostypeppers/@ghoulishautism, for completing Eight Ecto Nights 2023!

Tried to do Technus in more of your design. Thank you again for your amazing artwork!

[dailudannos]

99% with your Technus :3!

99% - Does your character live by any kind of philosophy? What is it?

Taking over the world via technology ahaHAHAHAHAAAA

No but seriously I think he goes by the "waste not, want not" philosophy.

Another man's trash is another man's treasure, per say

When it comes to technology he saves every possible circuit board, motherboard, computer screen, electrical cord, wires, etc etc.

I don't think it's because he's obsessed with technology, more or less like the time he could've came from before he died where he had NOTHING to work with and wasn't given the opportunity until the moments or time he had before he died.

(My headcanon of what happened to him before he passed down below)

My headcanon is that I think he died in the 80s from an electrical accident while working at an arcade to make ends meet

It was him and his partner (my oc) who founded it and they were trying to mess with the electrical cords connecting to the game machines and an electrical storm caused the power to basically go ballistic and it made the cords strum and electrocuted Technus and his partner in the process

[bowlerhatwearer]

I also want to if you and any of ghosty's closer friends also unfriended each other? like nyssa or ray or even pinky?

Greetings Anon

I have to admit I do feel nervous about answering this question, however, I also have said I want to remain truthful and so I will answer your question under the read more:

Two of our friends have also ceased contact with me, that being Pinky (pinky-the-polar-bear) and Ray (pastelprince18).

However I want to say that I am not angry at them and completely accept, respect and understand their decision.

If they ever want to talk to me again, I have left my channels open for them and they are more than welcome to contact me.

Yours sincerely

Boweler

[pinky-the-polar-bear]

I haven't made this clear yet and now's a better time than any to do so: I love Bucky from Shipwrecked 64. He's easily one of my all-time favorite horror protagonists. On top of that, Shipwrecked 64 as a whole is incredible and more people should play it.

But I couldn't just buy his plushie. No... I had to go further. I had to pay @ghostypeppers to draw this beloved beaver. Speaking of my babygirl, he's currently selling commissions at 50% off. So if you want him to draw Bucky for you too, feel free to toss money at him. He'll also draw something for you if you donate to One Simple Wish and show him your receipt. However you choose to do it, he won't disappoint.

[green-with-envy-phandom-event]

And they're in!

Find your teams, Dear Colorists! They'll be your close comrades for the rest of the battle!

And if you haven't joined the required Discord server, get on that! It's where mods will get a hold of you and where you'll be able to talk to your teammates!

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If you don't recognize the names, that's okay! Go to the Discord server to find everyone's various pseudonyms!

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[zombiedeers]

ARTFIGHT ATTACK #10

HOLY SHIT GUYS I DID A CHARACTER THAT ISN'T FROM SPOOKY MONTH AGAIN FINALLY

April belongs to @ghostypeppers

[scarletsaphire]

Hey folks! This is my fic for the @valentines-core-exchange, going to @ghostypeppers! I did Johnny/Kitty, before they died. I hope you like it!

Johnny wasn’t one for reflection, or introspection, or really any of the -tions. At least none that he could think of, which was admittedly just those two. It just wasn’t in his nature to think back on things, or think things through, or think about what he really wanted, or think at all. It took too long, and he was never good at it anyway.

He always tried for Kitty, though.

He didn’t do it well, and he certainly didn’t do it as often as he should have, but he tried. It was why he stayed in their hometown so long, couch surfing with whatever pitiful mother would let him stay for a few nights before kicking him back on the street like his own pops had done. Johnny wasn’t about to leave her, and he wasn’t going to make her drop out just to stay with him. She deserved a chance at a good life, even if he’d given up on his.

It didn’t stop either of them from burning rubber the moment she had her diploma in hand, tearing across the country with nothing but the few bags they could fit on his bike and her arms wrapped around his torso. It had been their dream, ever since they started dating, to leave that shit hole of a city behind them, to never look back, even for a moment.

Johnny thought that would’ve been easy. There was nothing fond to look back on, not for her and certainly not for him. As far as he was concerned, the only good thing to ever come out of that place sat in his lap, with the scent of just-bleached hair clinging to her skin.

On nights like this one, it was harder said than done.

It was raining. It had been for the better part of their day, and both they and their stuff were soaked completely through. Maybe if they had a place to stay for the night, it wouldn’t have mattered as much. Sure, they didn’t need an excuse to sleep naked with each other, and they’d certainly done more than just “sleep” in the past, but having one didn’t hurt any.

But they didn’t have a place to stay. Every motel, hotel, and hostel had been either booked full or charged more money than either of them had seen in weeks, so instead they were stuck outside. Johnny’d tied the tarp he covered their bike with up against a lamp post and a stop sign off in the corner of the parking lot, giving them the illusion of cover if nothing else. There was hardly enough space for the two of them, even with Kitty in his lap, and the ground was wet and cold and hard beneath him. To say the experience was miserable would be an understatement.

Even he couldn't resist looking back on life when things went like this.

He didn't regret leaving. Johnny couldn't imagine ever regretting that. It was the closest thing to a life goal he'd ever had, and he'd take a thousand nights on the pavement over another week in the house he'd been raised in, because at least in the morning he knew he'd be able to get off the pavement. What he regretted was dragging Kitty down with him.

He wouldn't take credit for how things turned out for her. Mostly because she'd slap him if he tried. She always said that she worked hard to fail this spectacularly, but he wasn't an idiot, no matter what everyone already told him. He knew that if he hadn't shown up in her life, she might be at home safe, or at least making dumb decisions at three in the morning with a home to go back to.

He first met her under the bleachers during 3rd period. He intended on taking a smoke break, probably until lunch, when he could slip back into the building to grab whatever slop they were serving up. He'd figure out if he'd stick around for the rest of the day after that. He hadn't expected for someone to already be hiding out down there.

At the time, Kitty's hair was long and blonde, pulled back into a high ponytail. She had nice clothes, and neat makeup, and beautiful brown eyes that hardened into a glare the moment he walked into sight. He remembered just standing there, the cigarette he'd already gotten out nearly falling out of his hands. She was gorgeous. Breathtaking. The hottest chick he'd ever seen. Or at least, the hottest one he'd seen today.

Her attractiveness was only magnified by the venom that seemed to drip out of her voice. "Oh, you are turning your ass right around, do not even think about trying me."

It took Johnny a minute for his ears to catch up with his brain, and then another minute where his mouth did nothing but flop open and closed like a fish. When he finally figured out how to work his mouth again, it twisted into a smirk. "Well, I'd much prefer it if you turned your ass around, but if you insist I put on the show..."

She sputtered. "What did you just say to me?"

"I'm saying that if you want a look at my ass that bad, you only need to ask, kitty."

"Oh, so you're going to pull that card huh?" She took a step towards him. "Well, if you want to play like that, you should know that this kitty," she spat the pet name out, "has claws. And I'm not afraid to use them."

Johnny let out a low whistle, and held up his hands. "I can recognize a no when I see one. I'll find somewhere else to smoke."

He turned around, lifting his leg to climb out of the bleachers, when he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Wait," she said, and Johnny turned back around with one eyebrow raised. "Do you have another?"

"Maybe," Johnny said slowly, lowering his leg back to the ground. "If you pay the right price."

She removed her hand from his shoulder and held it out to him expectantly. "What I'm willing to do is let you stay here instead of having to wander across the football field in plain sight of the teacher's lounge."

Johnny weighed his options. He was normally after actual money when he sold cigarettes to students. "You know what?" he said finally. "You got yourself a deal, doll." He passed the cigarette he was still holding into her waiting fingers, before pulling out another for himself.

"I do have a name you know," she said, lowering herself to the ground. Johnny followed suit.

"Not one I know of," he said. "So until then, I get to call you whatever I want, sugar."

She opened her mouth to answer with what he assumed would be her name, before closing it slowly. "You know what? Call me Kitty all you like. It ain't like you're going to need to know my name anyway." She held her cigarette out for a light, and Johnny obliged before lighting his own.

"And here I was hoping I'd be able to see you again. Maybe tonight? The place on 8th street?"

Kitty snorted. "In your dreams. You're lucky you're getting to see me now."

She brought the cigarette to her lips, and Johnny watched how her lips pursed around it as she inhaled, parting a moment later to let the smoke billow so gently from her mouth. "Damn right I am," he said, lifting his own cigarette. Before it reached his face, his arm was knocked off track. "Hey!" Johnny exclaimed. “You punched me!”

"Yeah, and I'll do it again if you aren't careful."

Johnny swallowed hard. "Understood." This time, he was able to smoke unimpeded. Neither of them said another word, not until the faint echo of the bell marking the end of the period came from the school, and Kitty stood up.

"You heading out already?" Johnny asked without moving from the ground. "And after everything you did to make sure that this spot stayed yours."

"Yeah, well I'm done with it. If you want my sloppy seconds that bad, you can have them." Kitty didn't bother looking behind her, just waved him off as she climbed through the bleachers.

"See you around, Kitty," Johnny called just as she was about to disappear from view.

"In your dreams, dickhead," she called back, and then she was gone.

The cigarette Johnny held now was not the brand he liked, and it left a foul layer of something coating his tongue and teeth. But unlike the rest of their things, it was dry and warm and best of all, they'd gotten it for free, a pity gift from the clerk at the last hostel they tried.

"You two look like you need it more than I do," he'd said. He'd been right.

It took a few tries to get his lighter to work. He lit Kitty's first, just like he always did, and then lit his right after. The soft, orange glow that lit up their faces was a nice reprieve from the torrential rain.

"You're thinking," Kitty said.

"That doesn't sound like me," Johnny replied.

"Yeah, that's why I know you're doing it. I can hear the rust in your brain."

Johnny laughed. "Damn. Shows what I get for forgetting I had one."

"Yep," Kitty said. "So, are you gonna tell me what you're thinking 'bout, or will I need to pull it out of you?"

"Well, that entirely depends on how you're doing this pulling." Johnny couldn't see her face, not with how she was positioned in his lap. He didn't need to; he could envision the way she raised her eyebrow, the quirk of her lips in a smirk, the slight roll of her eyes. He could see her hair clinging to the side of her face, the green streaks of hair dye the rain had washed out covering her cheeks and forehead. 

She grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked in one smooth, practiced motion. "Like that."

"Fine, fine!" Johnny called out. She let go, and he moved his hand off of her hip to rub at his scalp. "You know, I'm normally a fan of hair pulling."

"I think you're a fan of the things that happen alongside hair pulling," Kitty corrected. "Now, spill."

He held his free hand up in the air in surrender, before letting it settle back into her lap. "Fine, fine." He took a deep drag of his cigarette, coating his mouth in the flavor and smoke. He held it in a beat longer than he normally would, before letting the smoke curl past his lips. "Do you... ever miss the life you were supposed to have?"

Kitty snorted. "What, churning out babies for some bastard like my sister’s doing? Not a chance."

"Yeah, you're right."

"Like always," Kitty added immediately. For a few moments, there was only the sound of their breathing and the pounding of rain against the tarp above them. "You're still worried about something."

"Who, me?" Johnny asked.

"Yes, you. Fess up."

He took a deep breath, this one not carrying any nicotine with it, before answering. "I wish things weren't like... well," He gestured with his cigarette at the parking lot they were in. "...this."

He felt rather than saw Kitty nod her head. "You know, my parents always warned me about guys like you," she said. "Always said that someone like you would come into my life, seduce me, and then leave me high and dry on the side of the road with nothing to my name, and when that happened, they wouldn't let me come crawling back to them. They were right. You're a mess. You have no money, no prospects, no job, and even if we were in any town long enough for you to get one, we both know you wouldn't be able to hold it down longer than a week."

Johnny waited as she puffed her own cigarette. She wasn't finished. At least, he hoped she wasn't finished. "It'd be easier to count the number of waitresses you haven't flirted with while we traveled than the ones you have," she continued. "We fight all the time about anything and everything. And then I leave. But you know what?"

She ground the cigarette butt into the ground next to her, casting it to the side without a thought. "You've never once been the one to leave me. Even when I yell that we're done and run off into whatever city we've found ourselves in, you always hang around until I've come back around, even though staying in one town too long makes your teeth itch. And every time we're anywhere new, you insist on bringing me to a pet shop to 'meet the natives,' and last week when we arrived in Scottsboro you had me pick up Chinese for us because that calico decided you were the perfect nap spot for like, three hours. I have to admit, she has good taste. "

Kitty spun around in his lap so that she was facing him now, wrapping her legs around his waist. "My parents were right. Running away with you means we're never going to be anything important. If I had stayed at home, maybe I'd be married to a doctor or a lawyer or an accountant or any kind of respectable job, and maybe I wouldn't be freezing my ass off out here. Maybe you did ruin the life I was supposed to live. I would've hated it anyway. At least this way, I get the chance to actually live , not just slog through the life someone else picked for me."

She leaned closer to him, lifting her face so he could smell the smoke on her breath. She looked exactly as he knew she would. "We're never going to amount to anything, but if we were to die tomorrow, the only thing I’d regret is not running away with you sooner."

Johnny smiled, extinguishing his own cigarette without breaking Kitty's gaze. "Careful, kitten. It almost sounds like you love me."

"Well, maybe I do," she said. "You just need to shut your brain back off and realize it."

"That is something I can do," he replied, just barely above a whisper, before leaning in and capturing her lips against his own.

She was right. They were never going to amount to much of anything. They were never going to be good people. They were never going to have a normal life.

That was fine by them. Normal never suited them anyway.

[finnsomersaults]

@ghostypeppers hi!! I was your holiday truce gifter!! I really liked your prompts, and i hope you like this!! J focused on the prompts dan/dani/danny sibling bonding and badger cereal

[quite-actually-a-nacho]

YAHOO thanks for the tag @eatsteas ❤️❤️

share 7 comfort movies and tag 7 people

I had to really think about my true comfort movies, but here are the ones I considered in no particular order:

1) Tremors

2) Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure

3) Labyrinth

4) Weekend at Bernie’s (funny, I know)

5) Beetlejuice

6) Atlantis: The Lost Empire

7) Murder, She Wrote: South by Southwest

I shall tag: @princessmo @laing-caster @spacewormy @ghostypeppers @cartoonscientistt @melagerie @pizza-pops but it’s completely your choice! anyone else is free to join, at no extra cost!

[northerngrail]

@ghostypeppers's pathetic meow meow and mine

[ghoulishautism]

Eight Ecto Nights 2023 Masterpost

Featuring all of my ectonight prompts from my main @/ghostypeppers Night 1 Night 2 Night 3 Night 4 Night 5 Night 6 Night 7 Night 8

(tumblr please dont shadow man me for posting links I know you like doing that)

[dailudannos]

Skulker for the blorob bingo uwu

He's everything to me bc I love him and want him so terribly bad

[bowlerhatwearer]

Statement due to recent events

As the title already indicates, I want to say something due to my absence / inactivity for the last days.

Due to personal reasons and recent events, Ghostypeppers and I are no longer friends, which also means I no longer associate myself with Roadkillerz and the RKZ fandom.

Currently my OC List is under construction, my plan is to give those characters a new home in the form of own stories, while I have some concepts I am not sure when the alterations/changes will be finished.

I would kindly ask/request not to send Ghosty or the others any questions related to this, because I do not want that things escalate further as they already have.

My inbox, the Tumblr direct messaging system or for those who are added to my discord, is always open for questions and messages in general, I will try to answer everything as good, honest and truthfully as this is possible.

My apologies for the sudden change and inconveniences.

Yours sincerely

Bowler

[pinky-the-polar-bear]

*YouTuber sigh*.

Guys. I need to confess something.

Me and @ghostypeppers aren't dating anymore. I found out he used to be a child and I don't wanna be cancelled on Tumblr.com, so I'm breaking up with him. If I knew about this beforehand, I never would've dated him. I'll get the therapy I desperately need and never date again, I prommy.

[mageiad]

EVERYBODY GO WATCH THE ROADKILLERZ PILOT BY @ghostypeppers RIGHT NOW

[n0valey-sys]

stealing post because i NEED to post it otherwise id go insane

if you want me to take it down i can @ghostypeppers