#SHADOWs of GHOST

[ksfnmoments]

SHADOWs of GHOST Character Playlist💜

Heyo! So I’ve been working on this over the course of the year, typically having some days where I go on a rabbit hole to find songs and then other times just throwing songs in as I hear them and see them fit. It’s finally at a place where everyone has a fair amount of music to share: I’ve been aiming for 3-5 per character and have finally reached that.

Everyone involved is a major character of the SHADOWs of GHOST trilogy, which includes: E.G.O vs A.L.T.E.R, GHOST vs SHADOW agents, and the Drifters. My goal was to find music with lyrical meanings that I thought fit my headcanons/interpretations of the skins, or music that fit their general vibes (but not necessarily music I think they’d listen to, though I did try to keep it to genres I associate with them). I’ve been fairly picky with every song and though most of them are carefully and intentionally chosen, a few are them are biases from my own music taste/favorite artists (The Warning, A7X, tøp).

I’m aiming for everyone to have 5 songs in the end and will continuously be updating (and sharing the updates as I do, hopefully). Currently, the ones who don’t have 5 are: Maya, Jules, Outcast, Riptide, Chic, Rue

Fusion and Chaos Agent are included, with Fusion having only 3 and Chaos Agent only having 1. Chaos Agent’s one song is intentional; I’m satisfied with Fusion’s only 3 but this might change.

Without further ado, here’s the individual list (with occasional comments :))

GHOST

Midas

The Fever - Foreign Figures

Glitter & Gold - Barns Courtney

Only One King - Tommee Profitt, Jung Youth

Feeling Good - Michael Bublé (a classic and obvious choice, if a bit cliche)

Gold - Imagine Dragons

Brutus

Indestructible - Disturbed

All Eyes On You - Smash Into Pieces

M.I.A - Avenged Sevenfold

This Is What I Live For - Graffiti Ghosts

Fight For My Survival - The Phantoms

Brutus was one of the more difficult ones to choose songs for, I’m not sure why. I’m not 100% satisfied but I don’t hate it either; Indestructible is really the only 100%.

TNTina

Take Cover - UNSECRET, Emily Kopp

Bomber - Girlschool

S!CK - The Warning

The Trouble - Club Danger

Trouble - Valerie Broussard

Meowscles

‘Till I Collapse - Eminem, Nate Dogg

Ready For It - J.Pollock, Manwell

Ready To Play - Club Danger

Die For You - The Siege

All I Do Is Win - DJ Khaled, etc. (i’m obsessed with the emote so I felt obligated to throw this one in lmao, fits decently anyway)

Skye

It Is What It Is - Jenna Raine

Irony - majiko

Cloudy Day - Tones And I

Wildflowers - Maddie Poppe

The Pines - Roses & Revolutions

Maya

again&again - Against The Current, guardin

Younger - The Aces

Best Excuse - Saint Chaos

To My Younger Self - Britton

Drifters

Jules

overwhelmed - Royal & The Serpent

Conversations - Marney

Idle Worship - Paramore

Gasoline - Halsey

CHOKE - The Warning (bias pick but I also feel it fits her story well.)

Ocean

Protector - City Wolf

Wildfire - The Warning

I Am The Fire - Halestorm

Born For This - The Score

Warrior Inside - Leader

Fade

Last Semester - twenty one pilots

Feel Good Inc. Gorillaz

Bad Habit - Steve Lacy

Dynasties & Dystopia (from Arcane) - Denzel Curry, Gizzle, Bren Joy

Butterflies & Hurricanes - Muse

Fade’s songs are entirely based on vibes if I’m being honest, though I believe Last Semester/Butterflies & Hurricanes do fit more than that. I actually do see him listening to Gorillaz and twenty one pilots :)

Kit

Running Free - Iron Maiden

Riot - Three Days Grace

Burn It Down - Skillet

Welcome To The Family - Avenged Sevenfold

Get Up - All Good Things

Cute little kitten’s built-in emote is rock/metal in game, so I had to incorporate it into his music here. A7X is for vibes and bias; okay maybe most of the songs besides Running Free are for vibes.

Siona

Runaway - AURORA

Subterranean Homesick Alien - Radiohead

Starlight - Muse

Saturn - SZA

No Roots - Alice Merton

Eternal Knight

Noble Blood - Tommee Profitt, Fleurie

Ruins - Ella Isaacson

One Time - King Crimson

Throne - Saint Mesa

Breath of Life - Florence + The Machine

I tried the hardest to match vibes with meanings for her songs for some reason, which was slightly difficult because she’s a knight and so I wanted the vibes to reflect the medieval theme. I feel Ruins kind of breaks that but the meaning fit too well with her journey and falling out with the knights.

E.G.O

Journey

Mountains - We Are All Fossils

Stand By You - Rachel Platten (biased because it’s one of my personal anthems)

Pocketful of Sunshine - Natasha Bedingfield (Journey’s personality is like the definition of sunshine so)

This Mountain - Faouzia

Marigolds - early eyes

Turk

Eye of the Tiger - Survivor

Angler - The Rills (entirely vibes + the title)

It’s My Life - Bon Jovi

Ride On - AC/DC

Somewhere Only We Know - Keane

The decision for Turk to have mainly classic rock was so easy, but not as easy for me to incorporate because I don’t listen to a lot of classic rock. Regardless I’m satisfied with the choice :)

8-Ball

Rain (from The Suicide Squad) - grandson, Jessie Reyez

Raise My Flag - ill Factor, Graham Cochrane

Losing Blood - Weathers

Stressed Out - twenty one pilots

The Unforgiven II - Metallica

Give this guy a hug bro

Remedy

Gilded Lily - Cults

Free To Decide - The Cranberries

CROW - UPIKO

Taking Care of Things - Cavetown

anemone - BAND-MAID

Give her a hug too wow. As a medical professional she’s seen a lot, and in my headcanon backstory she went through some rough patches growing up. These things made up the choices of pretty much the first four songs. anemome is a bias pick because I’m obsessed with the song, but also because I headcanon her as Japanese alongside 8-Ball and Scratch.

Cameo

Ready Or Not - HAYZ

Me Too - Meghan Trainor (such an obvious pick when i finally heard the song again)

Machine - Misterwivez

Make It Look Easy - Valley of Wolves

The Rush - JJ Wilde

Outcast

Airhead - Honey Revenge

Six Feet Deep - Neoni, Besomorph

Walking on Water - Astyria

Relentless - Lost Stars

DISCIPLE - The Warning

A.L.T.E.R/SHADOW

Toxin

Maybe, I - Des Rocs

Used To The Darkness - Des Rocs

In The Shadows - Amy Stroup

Cold Blood - Valen

Pick Your Poison - Black Pistol Fire

Hazard

OUTLAW - Neoni

Never Say Die - Neoni

Cynical - Emei

yes & no - XYLØ

Fallin’ - Your Neighbors

Riptide

Get Over It - The Eagles

Leading The Pack - Sam Tinnesz

Come and Get It from Me - Sun Heat

The Hunter - Adam Jensen

Scratch

Last Man Standing - Graffiti Ghosts

Winner - Walgrove

Hustler - Zayde Wølf

Run This Town - Konata Small, Zayde Wølf

Reckless - JAXSON GAMBLE

The last two are also shared with Zadie—I like to imagine them as an epic assassin/mercenary duo before Scratch gets tied up with the Alter Ego stuff.

Chic

Hush - The Marías

Smile For The Camera - UPSAHL

Bubblegum Bitch - MARINA

O.D.D - Hey Violet

Messy - Lola Young

Sorana

Hit and Run - LOLO

Teach Me To Fight - YONAKA

Traitor - Daughtry

Are You Ready? - Kat Meoz

Bad Reputation - Joan Jett

Rue

god sent me as karma - emlyn

Crystallised - The XX

Back With A Vengeance - Portals

mother tongue - liana flores

Technically, her whole thing is vengeance based on her skin description but in SoG there’s a little more than that going on. I already have two vengeance songs and I don’t want to make all of it about revenge. There was another song but I removed it for that reason.

Fusion

Misfit Lunatic - MISSIO

The One To Survivor - Hidden Citizens, Josh Bruce Williams

Rebel Renegade - Tommee Profitt - Beacon Light

Chaos Agent

The Reckoning - UNSECRET, Matthew Perryman Jones

And finally, what felt like the one and most obvious choice for Chaos Agent.

Thanks for checking this list out! As I said I will continue updating it as I find the last few songs or switch ones out if I see fit. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays or Happy Wednesday everyone!! Have some good food, enjoy time with family, and overall have a great day <3

[shadows-of-ghost]

The Tide Rises: Chapter 4

It had only been ten or so minutes, yet the conditions of this expedition already soured her mood.

AO3 Link

It was not the conditions SHADOW had given her alone; in fact, she had already come to terms with what they had forced her into. It was more so the fact she found herself knee-deep in water and mud most of the way, serving as the reminder she caused all of this. Sure, it was relieving to get a breath of fresh air away from The Authority’s suffocating walls. In the end, however, this was Chaos Agent’s dirty work, and her mistakes meant it had to be her who did it for him.

A purple, masked figure with powers of interest? How could she capture that? Was she expected to negotiate, or was this mission simply the signature to her death certificate? Any form of powers, especially which interested SHADOW, were a one-way ticket to finalizing her sentence.

Jules adjusted the drum gun in her holster, ensuring one quick tug allowed her to be battle ready should the entity attack. Her soaked boots squeaked with every step in the misty grass, distancing her further from any notion she was part spy. Unease pitted in her stomach the further she trudged towards Pleasant Park. Strangely enough, the location never fit its name. Some form of drama always went down in the area. She could not place exactly what put her so on edge besides the place itself, but she did not like it at all.

Being silent and able to slip from place to place or through crowds had always been her best trait, learned from years of whisking through E.G.O headquarters and picked up from too many lessons to count from her brother. But at this rate, she guaranteed the person she desperately tracked would be scared off as she slipped up the damp hills. The worst case scenario, she supposed, was where the entity, no doubt with malicious intent, would skip the fight in favor of turning her straight to scrap metal. Maybe her death then would be quick and painless.

The Authority stood behind her in the distance, and if she looked hard enough, so did The Fortilla. She could not think of that now. She had to succeed, for the sake of them. But was she brave for risking her life, working for SHADOW to keep GHOST from being brutally dismantled? Or, was she selfish for keeping her own life off the line by not actively being there to help out? Perhaps Chaos Agent’s words from weeks ago were right. She was a coward. She hid behind the black brick walls of destruction she had built.

Jules cursed herself and the flood. She was stuck. There was nobody to fall back on, nobody to confide in… she was all alone.

A purple glow caught her eye, shining a short ways away and yanking her from her thoughts. Some yards ahead of her stood a figure draped in a long, black cloak. Their hood covered their head and their back was turned, blocking their face. The only thing more unsettling than the awkward stance they took on was the purple energy which sifted between the threads of their cloak.

With her hand hovering over her holster, she inched closer. Though there was no telling how a firearm would fare against their dark magic, she was ready.

The figure turned abruptly. Jules stumbled back with a gasp as she came face to masked face. Typical. Its design resembled that of a demon, crafted to terrify her more than any thoughts of dark magic could. That, and their cloak, were really the only threatening things about them, had she not known about their properties. The rest of their attire remained casual: sweatpants, a jacket, and high-top sneakers. Just like Drift. She understood Chaos Agent’s comparison.

They seemed just as startled by Jules’s reaction; she could feel their wary gaze eyeing the drum gun at her side. “Who are you?” His deep voice rumbled with uncertainty, to which Jules responded with the same question:

“Who are you?”

His tone turned cold and defiant. “I asked you first.”

Jules, however, would not take any games. She drew her gun and aimed it at his face in one quick motion. He immediately surrendered his hands in the air. “Fade,” he said quickly, his voice quivering. “My name is Fade.”

She raised an eyebrow and lowered her gun little by little. “Fade?”

He nodded. It was not the most outrageous name; the people of Athena were prone to stranger ones. Jules kept the weapon pointed towards the ground for an extra few seconds before settling it back into her holster. “SHADOW caught you trespassing at the radio tower last night.” She gestured for him to follow, wincing at the premise with every next word she spoke. “They’ve sent me to take you to their headquarters. They know about your dark magic and we’re going to hold you in a cell until we figure out what to do with it, and you.”

“Dark- cell-” He stopped following in a panic. “Okay, listen. I don’t know what’s going on with the whole magic thing, and I don’t know where I am or how I got here but-”

“I’m not here to talk,” Jules snapped, mainly so she herself would not have to do so. Despite that, she frowned at the way he dejectedly shoved his hands into his pockets. She almost could not continue. Just like in Drift’s story, he seemed so clueless… A lost soul thrust into an unknown world with strange abilities.

But there was no turning back now. Her life depended on this.

They walked in silence through Pleasant Park. He showed no signs of resistance or even thoughts about fleeing. Or, maybe he was simply plotting. Members of SHADOW could be like this. Hush had been like this, silently planning any and every way she could get to Skye and her eagerness to trust…. She had to stay weary.

As they neared the red steel bridge, he broke their silent walk. “So… what’s SHADOW headquarters? Is it the big building right over there…?”

Jules sighed heavily, hoping he would take the hint to drop the small talk. Unfortunately for her, he seemed to see past her facade; he could sense something was up besides her hostility towards his mere presence. “You don’t… sound very excited about taking me there.”

She turned her gaze to the ground. “I’m not. But I don’t have a choice.” She tried to change the topic. “When we get there, you’re going to answer their questions and tell them everything they need to know about you, or… they’ll kill you. They’ll kill both of us.”

She whispered the last part to herself. His eyes flickered back to the drum gun. “You seemed pretty excited to try and kill me earlier.”

Her frown deepened. Only in dire circumstances would she have really considered it. With another sigh, she stopped walking. “Listen… I’m just really not in the mood. The island’s underwater, and everything’s going wrong, and…”

Fade nodded and glanced around. “Yeah, pretty noticeable the second you get here… what’s with the flood?”

She cursed herself for bringing it up. “I don’t want to talk about that.”

Thankfully, he left it at that. Strangely, though… She wanted to vent. She wanted to tell him everything, from her current circumstances and how this mission put her straight on that line between life and death, to her problems between SHADOW and GHOST and how she wished things were simpler. It had been so long since someone had talked to her like she was normal. Not a liability to SHADOW, a commodity to GHOST and her brother, or a criminal to both organizations.

Truthfully, she preferred keeping to herself and always went out of her way to avoid those she could not find herself fully comfortable with. Yet, in only ten minutes… she felt as though she could tell him anything.

“I don’t want to talk to… even more people with guns, if that's what’s going to happen,” he said. “I already tried that yesterday, so… it’s pretty much a lost cause.”

She wished she could control what happened afterwards, but once he reached SHADOW’s grasp, it would no longer be a possibility. “…I’m sorry.”

He loosely crossed his arms. “It’s taking every bit of me to talk to you. I figured it would make this seem less bad. I’m more of a loner.”

For the first time since Doomsday, a faint, genuine smile flickered on Jules’s face. “I get it. I’m also not… a people person, I guess.”

She could not see it, but Fade wore his own smile under the mask. “Word.”

Another silence settled, more comfortable than the last. Jules began walking again, but Fade remained in his spot. “How… fast do we need to get there?”

Maybe she should not have obliged, but for the next few minutes, she sat against the bridge and quietly listened as Fade carried a conversation full of stories and short tales about his family and the adventures he had taken around a world that seemed so different from her own. A world larger and not locked by a storm or a vast, infinite ocean… a world less hostile, as every version of hers had been, both on and before the island.

She could not take him to SHADOW. They would break him and convince him to abuse his abilities before he could learn what they were and where they came from. There had to be another option.

Through the bars of the bridge, the faint outline of The Fortilla poked through. Sometimes, she wondered how everyone fit there, all in one base… she wondered how her friends slept and adjusted, considering they formerly lived in the luxury of their bases or The Agency. She wondered what they did cooped up there all day, forced to make every move with caution in fear of SHADOW’s reign.

…I’m getting off track.

GHOST, when it was simply E.G.O, had known her since birth. Surely they would understand her situation. Brutus or Meowscles or Skye. Somebody. It would be wishful thinking to waltz onto GHOST’s headquarters unannounced and have the audacity to ask for their help, but she had to do something. She had to strategize, because there was also Chaos Agent and his plans if she failed him.

She could drop Fade off, warn them of Chaos Agent’s threat so they could prepare for battle, perhaps reconcile quickly with her family… and in the end, she would decide her own fate in regards to SHADOW.

It was worth a try.

“Hey.” Fade waved a hand in front of her face, bringing her back to the present. “So, uh… I never caught your name.”

Jules looked at him, then at The Authority just across the river, then back to The Fortilla in the south… and promptly made her first decision.

She took out her earpiece and disabled it. “I can’t take you to SHADOW. I can’t. Listen, there’s someone I think might be able to understand your… magic. And your situation. But you have to trust me, because they might also pull guns on us for my… mistakes. If I explain the situation, though, maybe we can get help.”

“‘They?’”

“GHOST. They’re… it’s safer at their base for you, I promise. They won’t try and experiment on you, like SHADOW would. We’ll have to change paths, but we should be able to take a boat from Sweaty Sands.”

As far as Fade knew, either method was kidnapping… but Jules seemed genuine, and he trusted his judgment. It did nothing to suppress the millions of questions swarming his brain, but she seemed overwhelmed enough. He would keep them to himself for now, so his only response was a nod.

They swiftly turned and crossed the bridge back the way they came from. Hopefully, SHADOW did not expect her to return right away, especially knowing of Fade’s powers.

“Are you sure about this?”

Second thoughts plagued and tried to convince her to turn back and avoid the risk, but this time, she would not let her fears overpower her. It was time to stop playing coward.

—

A figure silently sat atop the bridge, his fingers hovering over his earpiece. As the duo walked in the opposite direction of The Authority, he desperately wished to jump down and end their efforts himself, but he knew better than to go against his boss’s orders. Chaos Agent would want to finish the job, after all.

The corrupted ninja pressed his fingers against his earpiece. “Target has switched paths towards Sweaty Sands with mentions of taking a boat. Should I pursue?”

Chaos Agent’s smooth voice responded in no time. “Good work, Sctatch—no need, I know exactly where she is going.”

[goomyloid]

1 billion shadows

[nolvini]

for all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me

[bluegiragi]

priorities

early access + nsfw on patreon monster!AU masterpost

[zhelin-thames]

Tiny baby ghost

idea from Prompt for @silverblueglitter

part 2 and 3 are out Masterpost

The summoning circle glowed an eerie green, casting sharp shadows around the Justice League's meeting chamber. John Constantine, sleeves rolled up and cigarette dangling from his lips, muttered the last words of the incantation. The room held a tense silence, broken only by the faint hum of the magical energy.

When the green smoke cleared, instead of the imposing figure of the Ghost King they’d expected, a scrawny teenager in a black jumpsuit with white gloves and boots appeared, looking distinctly unimpressed.

“Seriously?!” Danny Phantom groaned, throwing up his hands. “It’s a school night!”

The room collectively blinked. Superman and Wonder Woman exchanged confused glances. Batman’s eyes narrowed behind his cowl, while the Batkids—perched around the room like chaotic gargoyles—leaned forward, intrigued.

“This… is the Ghost King?” Nightwing asked, his voice skeptical but amused.

“Ghost King?” Danny repeated, holding up a hand. “Nope. Wrong guy. Try again.”

“Clearly, this is a child,” Robin said flatly, stepping forward with his arms crossed. “Either the summoning ritual failed, or we’ve been deceived.”

“Who are you calling a child, mini-Nightmare?” Danny shot back, floating an inch off the ground to look taller. “I’m fifteen. How old are you, eight?”

“I am fourteen, you insufferable spirit,” Robin snapped, glaring daggers at him. “And you are woefully unqualified to speak to me in such a tone.”

Danny rolled his eyes. “Yeah, okay, Robin Junior. Let me know when you grow a sense of humor.”

Red Hood, perched casually on a table nearby, barked out a laugh. “I like this kid already.”

Robin scowled. “You would.”

Red Hood swung his legs off the table, standing to his full height. “Alright, Casper, if you’re not the Ghost King, why’d this ritual grab you instead?”

“That’s a great question! Wish I knew!” Danny said, throwing up his hands.

Constantine frowned, stepping closer. “You’re definitely ghostly, mate, and half-alive by the looks of you.” His sharp gaze softened just slightly. “You’re a bloody halfa.”

Danny froze, eyes darting to the swirling green barrier still holding him in the circle (not really). “I’m a ghost. And yeah, I’m alive. What’s it to you?”

Batman loomed closer, his deep voice cutting through the room. “If you’re not the Ghost King, why does this summoning work?”

“Great question! Wish I knew!” Danny threw up his arms again, his ectoplasm glowing faintly in frustration. “I don’t even know who you are, and you’ve already ruined my night! or Maybe the universe hates me. That’d explain a lot!”

“Who even made this circle?” Red Hood asked, pointing at Constantine. “Did you check it? It’s glowing green. That’s ghost vibes, man.”

“Thanks for the observation, Red Hood,” Constantine said dryly. “What gave it away, the ectoplasm or the ghost?”

“You are in no position to demand answers,” Batman growled.

“Oh my god, you’re worse than my parents,” Danny muttered.

Before Batman could respond, the air grew colder. A heavy, oppressive presence filled the room as green flames erupted in the middle of the chamber. From the flames stepped Pariah Dark, fully armored and radiating raw power, his glowing eyes zeroing in on Danny.

The League tensed, weapons at the ready, but Pariah didn’t even look at them. Instead, his expression softened in a way that could only be described as paternal as he reached out and plucked Danny out of the circle like a child grabbing a stuffed animal.

“Who dares summon my child?” Pariah rumbled, his deep voice shaking the room. He cradled Danny in one massive hand as though he were the most precious treasure in existence. Danny, for his part, just sighed and leaned against one of Pariah’s fingers.

“Dad, chill. They’re not trying to hurt me—” Danny shot a glare at Batman, “—yet.”

“‘Dad’?” Robin echoed, utterly baffled.

“They stressed him out,” Pariah continued as if Danny hadn’t spoken. “This is the third time in two weeks. Do you know how much sleep he’s lost? He has school!”

Pariah’s gaze darkened. “The third summoning this week,” he growled. “And for what? To disrupt his rest? His studies?”

“Studies?” Robin repeated incredulously. “This alleged ‘Ghost Prince’ is concerned with—”

“School,” Red Hood supplied helpfully, smirking. “That tracks. He’s just a kid.”

“I’M NOT JUST A KID!” Danny protested, his voice cracking slightly. Jason snorted.

Before anyone else could respond, Fright Knight materialized beside Pariah, his armor gleaming and his sword crackling with ghostly energy. He took one look at the summoning circle and grimaced.

“Shall I eliminate the offenders, my liege?” he asked Pariah, his grip tightening on his sword.

“No!” Danny yelped, waving his hands frantically. “No eliminating, no smiting! We talked about this, remember?”

Pariah sighed, his massive shoulders slumping. “They stressed you out,” he rumbled. “They should pay.”

“They’ll be fine,” Danny muttered. “Just… let me handle it, okay?”

“‘Fine,’ he says,” Red Hood muttered. “We’re seconds away from getting blasted into the afterlife.”

Robin's hand drifted toward his sword, his eyes darting between Pariah and Fright Knight. “This is absurd. We are the Justice League. Surely, we are not so easily—”

“Shut it, kid,” Consttantine interrupted. “Unless you want to test if we’re actually ‘fine.’”

Danny groaned. “Can we not do this right now?”

Wonder Woman stepped forward, her voice calm but firm. “We summoned you because we need the Ghost King’s aid to stop a catastrophic magical event threatening the world.”

“Then why not summon him?” Danny snapped. “I’m not the king!”

“Yet the ritual brought you,” Batman said, his voice a mix of curiosity and accusation.

Pariah’s gaze darkened. “The crown does not transfer unless challenged. And none shall dare challenge my son.”

Danny squirmed in his ghost-dad’s grip. “Okay, Dad, they get it. Can you not threaten to destroy the world for five minutes?”

Pariah huffed but gently set Danny down, though he remained close, a looming shadow of protective menace.

Constantine rubbed his temples, muttering something about “bloody teenagers” and “overprotective ghost tyrants.” Meanwhile, the Batkids exchanged glances, clearly plotting something.

Danny sighed. “Look, I’ll help you guys with your big, scary magical problem, but can we make it quick? I have a chem test tomorrow.”

[spiritsonic]

I can finally post my piece for the Shatterverse zine! You can find a download link the whole zine here-- it's free! Enjoy a moment of Ghosts of the Future~

[reynisxxsimart]

Soap ALONE mission 🧼

[clearlyaginger]

Demisexual? No, you misheard. I said Dummysexual. I'm attracted to that moron over there. Look at them. They just tripped over nothing and set the house on fire. I'm in love.

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[yooo-lets-go]

Opinions on Phillip Graves?

Wtf is a kilometer???

[ghost-doodles]

I think if given the opportunity Mitsuki would snap up the wonder duo for the fashion world

and I would thank her for it

[shadows-of-ghost]

SHADOWs of GHOST Story Masterpost (Reworked)

(Updated as of June 2024 ^-^)

Heyo! Welcome to the SHADOWs of GHOST storyverse, my personal headcanon-filled retelling of the E.G.O/GHOST vs A.L.T.E.R/SHADOW war in Fortnite Chapter 2, Seasons 1-3.

I originally posted all my stories on @ksfnmoments , but have since decided to transfer everything regarding this storyverse over to this blog as well as releasing all future stories here. This masterpost is to help both me and you find things easier. Things included are:

All old and currently new chapters of The Tide Rises, the only currently ongoing story of my trilogy

Small one-shots featuring any of the associated characters

Preview snippets of other WIP stories

Character profiles and backstories, which will individually come out soon :)

Everything is sorted by which story or collection they are part of. I hope this helps💜

Altered Egos

Preview: Journey’s Introduction

Preview: Hunter and the Hunted (Cameo & Rippley)

Preview: Trick Shot (8-Ball vs. Scratch)

Counterespionage

Preview: Prologue Excerpt

Preview: The Device

Lost

Melancholic Melodies

The Tide Rises (Rework)

Origin: Vagabond

Origin: Rifted

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9 (2/5)

Chapter 10 (2/5)

Chapter 11 (2/5)

The Tide Rises (Archived Version)

TTR - GHOST Log #1

TTR - Chapter 1

TTR - Chapter 2

TTR - GHOST Log #2

TTR - Chapter 3

TTR - Chapter 4

TTR - Chapter 5

TTR - GHOST Log #3

TTR - Chapter 6

TTR - Chapter 7

TTR - Chapter 8

TTR - Chapter 9

TTR - GHOST Log #4

TTR - Chapter 10

TTR - Chapter 11

TTR - Chapter 12

TTR - Chapter 13

TTR - Chapter 14

TTR - GHOST Log #5

TTR - Chapter 15

TTR - Chapter 16

TTR - Chapter 17

TTR - Chapter 18

TTR - Chapter 19 (dunno what happened to the next 3 i’ll keep looking)

TTR - Chapter 20

TTR - Chapter 21

Bonus

Character Profile Google Doc:

Mom Friend - Outcast

Mom Friend - Cameo

Mom Friend - Turk

Mom Friend - Remedy

Mom Friend - 8-Ball

[simonemalec]

why you should watch dead boy detectives on netflix

[allastoredeer]

Someone on Twitter said they're scared of deer because deer will just stare at you for a long time before bounding away and, well, this was the first thing that came time mind.

RIP Angel Dust. He's never going to get a midnight snack ever again.

[bluegiragi]

limitations (part 2)

early access + nsfw on patreon