#Ghostz

[oakydeer]

FINALLY getting around to doing sketches of HHN 32.

[mrsmoonsstuff]

HHN post #3🗣️: (I'm so mad rn bc universal orlando got not one but THREE house announcements for HHN this year. Hollywood is hibernating or smthng 😭)

Some ghostz art I made a little while ago+ a lil piece for exterminatorz I made recently for a little something I'm working on

(it took me nearly three months to finish the ghostz portraits it's so embarrassing)

[solargeist]

this is for @rgbheart ⭐️:33

[dreamzghostz]

This is so bad, bro, but I said that I would probably make Shuichi fanart, so I did. Happy belated birthday, detective man.

[h2llish]

mc overthrows crowley with the power of friendship

[mionkings]

Making Heads Turn 🫨

Jason had become a father to a little baby boy, taking him in when he found the poor thing on the streets, in a cardboard box, wrapped in a space themed blanket.

While the obstacles a new parent goes through is tough. He knows it's worth it to have Danny, his baby, his son in his life. He doesn't regret adopting him.

Danny is now at the stage of his little life that he babbles and giggles, Jason always had fun having a conversation with his baby. Although Jason's sure that his hair is getting whiter with the chaos Danny brings now ever since Danny's baby brain realized that he can CRAWL to PLACES >:D

However this new development... is a little strange.

Whenever Jason puts Danny down in his crib to make dinner or any other important errand. Danny will begin to babble to the air, as if his little tyke is trying to talk to someone, making grabbing hands and scooching over to grab someone's attention.

It sent a slight shiver down his spine...

Ever since he made his introduction to Gotham as Red Hood, for the first time to those gang leaders with the bang of the AK-47. Taking over the Gotham underworld by storm with anger and precision.

He always felt a chill down his spine... When he was alone, yet... the Pit Madness flared everytime, making him feel enraged and paranoid. As if he was just waiting for a fight... for a confrontation...

Being alone in his apartment, having nightmares, more like repressed memories of what he had done... Lots of things, but for some reason—his mind... keeps going back to the moment he threw that duffel bag at the table infront of the gang leaders that night... the night he went after the lieutenants, taking their heads.

He doesn't know why.

But ever since the precious cargo that was his baby Danny, arrived in his life. That all went away as he took care, fed, and loved his baby boy.

Jason never had an episode with Danny; he couldn't bare the thought of hurting the child.

Jason was even having less episodes when he was with the Bats!

The chills; however, Jason still feels them occasionally... but they would always disappear the moment Danny would demand attention or to nap.

And instead he would feel something else hang over his baby everytime Danny slept peacefully...

———

Second ever DPxDC prompt that I've ALSO been getting brainrot over ❤️ I'm having fun 😄

Basically this prompt idea is Jason adopting a baby Danny, while seemingly unaware that he's being haunted/watched by the people's he's killed to become a crime lord. More specifically, being haunted by the heads/headless ghosts of the lieutenants Jason killed as Red Hood.

While Jason can't seem to see them, he can feel 'chills' from them. Danny, however, CAN see them mostly because I based this on that thing where babies/toddlers can see spirits in those typical YouTube videos that list ToP 5 ScArY gHOstZ VidEOz!1!1

Whatever happened though, this causes the ghosts to instead focus more on Danny than on Jason.

How much will Jason freak the fuck out when he finds out? Who knows ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Although Danny is absolutely having fun here ^^

Anyways, I might add extra stuff soon to this!

[konigsblog]

I need more of the rapist Ghostz what happens next? Does he moves to other women or focuses on the rookie

WARNINGS: RAPE/NON-CON, OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOUR, STALKING, RAPIST!SIMON. DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT, DARK FIC.

(YOUR MEDIA CONSUMPTION IS YOUR RESPONSIBILITY.)

simon was never one to focus on a specific person; he took whatever he could get. but, simon gradually found himself desperate, longing for the tightness of your gummy walls, how euphoric he felt with your drooling cunt tightening around his girthy shaft, drawing him in closer. he sighed deeply, clicking his pin while desperately trying to ignore his thick and stiffening boner, the way it twitched and throbbed whilst stuffed inside his tight boxers. he was glad you were drunk, not remembering a single thing; not the gruffness of his manchester accent, not his athletic, muscular and brute body type.

he always saw you training, trying to release all your built up rage from a failed mission. he could sense you weren't certain in the events — whether it was some sick nightmare, or some delusion you had whilst drunk. simon abruptly left his office, leaving behind paperworks apon paperworks just to fulfill his need with your precious cunt.

you are his rape meat; not a soldier, nothing but a pathetic loser to take his load.

you were getting changed out of your workout clothes, body hot and sweaty, your head pounding with a headache, a migraine. simon grabbed your body firmly, pulling you closer to him, before slamming you against the nearest wall. the door was locked shut, his large and calloused hand covering your mouth to silence your squeaks and terrified wails for help, sympathy, or mercy. your body felt weak as you fought him, his hands touching you all over as he rubbed and grinded himself back and forth against you. the smell of your arousal was delicious, your body forced to act upon his desires as he humped you.

simon's pocket knife cut your lace panties as he dragged it up your thigh, leaving you in your t-shirt, bare from the waist below. tears pooled in your waterline as he began fiddling with his fly and trousers, relieving himself by pushing deep inside your swelling cunny. your pretty, slick pussy throbbed and pulsed around his shaft, each thrust agonising while you cried out through pain and fear; your body shuddering with each hard movement. he grinded deep into you, panting beside your ear, his eyes closed and furrowed. god, you felt so good, the familiar texture of your walls absolutely and utterly addictive. how could he resist such a thing like you?

you're a stupid rookie; with your purpose being to serve your superiors the way they enjoy.

[systemerrorbonnie]

i just realized the skrunkly thang i drew on ghostz ref is perfect for memez

[chronicallyqueercoining2]

PT BELOW CUT!

Chronically Queer Coining Event For 450+ Followers!!!

(Also for our return!)

Rules/Info Below Prompts!

Thank you so much for so many followers on here!! I appreciate everyone's patience with slow reply time recently! My life has been hectic! My next coining event will be at 600+ followers!!

These prompts are vague on purpose, take what each means to you!!!

Day 1: space

Day 2: color scheme

Day 3: music

Day 4: pattern

Day 5: animal

Day 6: MLP gender (ponyic)

Day 7: video game

Day 8: flower

Day 9: "cringe"

Anyone can participate, please tag me if possible so I can see your posts!!

The hashtag is #cqc450 !

Feel free to pick and choose which days to participate in, if you do participate! These can be done in any order, the "day" labels are just for organization!!!

There is no official start date for the event, whenever you see this and finish coining is perfect to me!

ALTHOUGH we will be starting Feb. 22

Thank you for 450+ followers! You're all awesome and I love the MOGAI and xenic community :3! I'll do another event when I reach 700+ followers!

PROMOS APPRECIATED!! (DM to be untagged!!)

@docsfallfromgrace @archival-arrival @us-the-voices-xenogender-blog @local-yurei @ghostz-mogaiblog @blood-moon-night-coining @divinescannibalism @lil-toastie-boi @vampiricz

Chronically Queer Coining Event For 450+ Followers!!!

(Also for our return!)

Rules/Info Below Prompts!

Thank you so much for so many followers on here!! I appreciate everyone's patience with slow reply time recently! My life has been hectic! My next coining event will be at 600+ followers!!

These prompts are vague on purpose, take what each means to you!!!

Day 1: space

Day 2: color scheme

Day 3: music

Day 4: pattern

Day 5: animal

Day 6: MLP gender (ponyic)

Day 7: video game

Day 8: flower

Day 9: "cringe"

Anyone can participate, please tag me if possible so I can see your posts!!

The hashtag is #cqc450 !

Feel free to pick and choose which days to participate in, if you do participate! These can be done in any order, the "day" labels are just for organization!!!

There is no official start date for the event, whenever you see this and finish coining is perfect to me! ALTHOUGH we will be starting Feb. 22

Thank you for 450+ followers! You're all awesome and I love the MOGAI and xenic community :3! I'll do another event when I reach 700+ followers!

PROMOS APPRECIATED!!  (DM to be untagged!!)

[http-paprika]

Guilt; A Ghost Fanfic

Part Two; Shame

Part One; Guilt

GN!Reader x Ghost. Y/N’s is called Rat. Warnings: None, except for sad unrequited feelings. WC: 657

Summery: They knew better, they were logical enough to know their feelings were unreasonable. But with every look at Ghost, they lost all reason.

The journey was rough on Y/N’s injured body; they'd spent most of the hike propped up by Ghostz. Close enough to each other that Y/N could smell his sweat and the faint reminder of military grade deodorant that was he’d applied in the early hours of the morning before the 141 set out. They were glad once the team reached a patch of woods and Price announced a short break.

Carefully Ghost lowered them down onto a fallen log, hand wrapped around their waist until he was sure Y/N wasn’t going to tumble forward with their current lack of balance. He let out a quiet sigh, settling down next to Y/N, shaking out his shoulders with their weight no longer burdening him down.

“Ghost, do ya want me to take over with Rat?” Soap suggests, sitting a few feet from them on the cold snowy ground. “You or Gaz can take their gear and I’ll help them.”

“I can handle it, Soap.” The Lieutenant replies, pulling out his metal water bottle band pushing his balaclava up just enough to show his mouth, cracked lips with a scar trailing down to his jawline. Y/N fumbled around for their own container of water, trying not to stare as Ghost’s adam’s apple bobbed while he swallowed the liquid. It made Y/N feel queasy whenever they caught sight of it, causing shame to fill them for some unknown reason.

“I know you can, just offering you a break, ya know?” If Y/N was in Ghost’s position, dragging a person through the snow, they wouldn’t have hesitated to pass the person onto Soap. But they knew not to question Ghost, he liked to do things a certain way and for the most part, no one said anything against it.

“How’s the leg, Rat?” Captain Price asks the Sargent, providing them a quick distraction from the man sitting beside them.

“Like dead weight.” They grumble, moving the leg with their hands. It was hard to tell how much damage had happened to it with where they were. Gaz had done his best assessment and assured Y/N that it had just hit flesh and muscle, missing the bone. But that still left Y/N dragging the leg around with a limp, unable to put any weight on it without toppling over.

“Happens to the best of us.” The captain assures them. Y/N settles back on the log, trying to keep their eyes from returning to stare at Ghost, instead they stare holes into their boots until he speaks to them.

“Rat, ve’you got a lighter?” He asks, a pack of cigarettes in his gloved hands. “Mines dead.”

“Yeah, I’ve got one.” Y/N moves as quickly as they can to grab their backpack and search the contents. Feeling ashamed to speak or even look at him, aware that teammates shouldn’t feel the way Y/N suddenly does towards Ghost. “Here.”

They flick on the lighter, the small flame glinting in Ghost’s eyes as he moves to cigarette to the heat. It lights and he places it in his mouth, loosely hanging from his lips that Y/N kept finding themself staring at.

“What?” He finally asks, aware of Y/N’s glances that were growing noticeable to him.

“Nothing.” They shake their head, a red blush beginning to protrude that Y/N hoped could be shrugged off as a result of the cold. They prayed Ghost hadn’t noticed them staring at his pale lashes and eyes or how their mouth seemed to dry up whenever they looked at Ghost’s.

“Nothing.” Ghost nods, while Y/N physically turns their body away from him. Shame flooded their organs, bloating their stomach and leaving their face burning hot, they knew better than to feel something towards Ghost. He was their teammate, they worked together, it was inappropriate. And worst of all, Y/N knew Ghost would never feel the same.

A/N: Justice for Rat and their crush on Ghost. I can’t blame em, neither can you.

[mrsmoonsstuff]

some art I made of the ghostz of hhn bc I love them

(I might do the exterminatorz next-)

[dreamzghostz]

Hi

*Draws @shy-the-trash-lion version of Mikan then flips away*

No but seriously, I love her version of Mikan. She's so cute and wasn't too hard to draw <3

Also, sorry if it isn't accurate, I drew this at 8 AM while at school and my memory was a little fuzzy :(

(Why can't I draw legs, arms, hands, or anatomy)

Also, it's my first time posting art on Tumblr :)

[grap3-grap3]

silly ghostz >_<

[amparr]

GHOSTZ pt.2

[meadow-of-mogai-melodies]

villordemagica!

villordemagica-

a gender related to villaincore, rats, color pink, theaters, sleep, demons, cuddles, horror things, daydream, fairytales, magic, clowns and stuffed animals!

[Image ID: A flag with nine equally-sized horizontal stripes. All of the stripe are black but have different-colored outlines. From top to bottom, the outline colors are deep brown, medium brown, pastel golden, white, cornflower blue, white, golden, orange, and pink. End ID.]

term and flag by me, requested by @ghostz-mogaiblog​ :3

[idontfeellhuman]

A kingender flag for ghostz/ghostkins