#Toast Ghost

[ghostermctoaster]

SCOOPED MICHAEL RAHHHH

I GOT INSPO FROM @chloesimaginationthings :D

GO CHECK HER OUT!

[theflannsreblogs]

Yo how did you animate this?? Is it in a 3d software with a shader on it?? I gotta know, this is so cool!

I think i have a toast ghost in my kitchen! 

[chaosduckytoast12]

Incorrect Quotes from my Oc's I've never mentioned

Taina: I didn't choose to be a toaster, there are way cooler household appliances! I could have been a portable fondue pot! Milli: Who even uses those anymore? Like I understand your from the 70s and you died in the 70s but can you just shut up and make some toast! Taina : I'm not just here to make TOAST! I can also wash your dishes!! Jesse/Sam: Yer supposed to be the Toast Ghost not the "Complains about her after life" ghost! Harper: If you guys don't shut up about toast I'm going to smack you with my crutches! or my wings! This was supposed to be a meeting to save all the Imaginary Friends, I just want to go back to hanging out with 2 year olds! 2 year olds know about what's happening in the world! You guys probably don't even know that Bluey is Blue!!!!! Milli: I know that Bluey is Blue!!! Harper : HOW DARE YOU Context Milli is a teenager who can see ghosts and Imaginary Friends Harper is a harpy imaginary friend who doesn't trust adults or other teens (also uses crutches as a mobility aid) Jesse is the ghost of a news boy who died in a tragic accident, everyone thinks he's an imaginary friend Taina is a ghost from the 70s that can only possess household appliances

[ghostermctoaster]

My dead plate Rody chibi!

Let’s play a game

Everyone post the most recent picture in your camera roll. You only get one sentence to justify yourself if you wish. This one is mine.

My boyfriend is rly good at Latin, so I was looking up how to say ‘I love you’ but found this instead :)

Your turn!

@bookmovietvworm

@myfairkatiecat

@i-am-a-fish

@valtsv

[apartmentsmoke]

"Wait, wait, stop," Buck says, and the very pleasant feeling of Tommy's mouth on his neck vanishes.

"You okay?" Tommy's got his Look of Concern plastered on his face. Good thing, because if Buck is right, this is concerning.

"Yeah, it's just - did you hear that?"

Tommy raises his eyebrows. "I heard you moaning."

"Tommy, that's the thing - it wasn't me." The Look of Concern has morphed into the Look of Are-You-Sure-You're-Not-Having-Me-On? It's mostly used whenever Buck regales Tommy with tales of one of the 118's emergencies ("Nothing like that ever happened while I was there, Evan"), but he's seen it in other contexts (explaining the entire Kim situation).

"At this point, I think I know what you sound like in bed." Tommy's mouth is still nicely red. And maybe he's right, it was nothing, and it would be easy to fall back into him. Buck waits a beat, ears perked, but there's nothing - so he does press his lips into Tommy's, Tommy's body relaxing against him.

Tommy rubs his side like Buck's an anxious horse. The hair on Buck's arms slowly flattens, goosebumps leaving his skin. He loses himself in the slide of their kisses, until -

He breaks free of Tommy and looks around wildly, Tommy woah'ing.

"Sweetheart," Tommy says, reaching out again. "Seriously, you okay? Because you're giving Ghost Whisperer."

Buck snaps his fingers at Tommy. "Exactly. My apartment is haunted."

"Evan." The word is a drier desert than Antarctica.

"There was a moan again! And it wasn't me. And when Chimney and Mara and Jee were over here helping set up, they left the balcony door open. It's October. And now there is something living here."

"Last time I checked, Casper wasn't considered alive," Tommy says, and the look on his face tells Buck everything: he really is a skeptic. Falling asleep during Buck's thoughts on Area 51 wasn't just because he found Buck's voice soothing.

When Buck reaches for his phone on the bedside table, a chill runs down his arm and into his spine. "Okay." He's got Google, a helpful army of friends, and the ability to buy anything he needs. That ghost is history. "So first, we need to get -"

He's stopped by Tommy's hand on his wrist. "Baby, do we really need to figure out your ghost thing right now?"

"Do you want to fuck in front of a ghost, Thomas?"

"Is he a hot ghost?" Tommy waggles his eyebrows, then sighs. "Look, I get that this is important to you, but I was away for three weeks for that training camp and I missed you. Can we send The Flying Dutchman back to sea in a couple days? My place has a big bed and a distinct lack of the supernatural."

As they're closing the door to Buck's loft, another faint moan emanates from the air.

"It's the pipes," Tommy says, linking his arm into Buck's to guide them to his car.

(They find out three days later Tommy is technically correct when maintenance pulls a dead raccoon out of the walls of Buck's loft.

"Huh," Tommy says, frowning at his phone. "They really do make that noise."

"And they stink." Buck wrinkles his nose. "Your bed still open?"

By the time the landlord's finished the repairs, Buck's stuff, cleared out for the construction, is scattered over Tommy's house.

"It'd be a pain to pack it all up again," Tommy says. "Keep it here."

"You just want easy access to my hoodies," Buck accuses, feeling Tommy's laughter from underneath the fabric of the stolen blue hoodie he's wearing.

Two hours later, hoodie abandoned to the floor, Buck officially moves in.)

[thanks to @stardustbuck (Buck thinks he's haunted) and @theweewooshow (balcony raccoon) for the inspo 🫶]

[x-house-housex]

My Baby Boys ❤️❤️😘

Credits to Toast! https://ko-fi.com/ergione

[ghostboidanny]

Danny's first morning in the Wayne manor after adoption

Alfred: So, Master Danny, what would you like to eat for breakfast? We have toast.

Danny: *war flashbacks*

Danny, going full eldritch abomination: I̴f̷ ̶I̵'̷m̷ ̴f̴o̵r̵c̷e̸d̵ ̷t̴o̵ ̷e̸a̴t̷ ̵t̶o̸a̸s̴t̸ ̴O̵n̷e̷ ̵m̵o̸r̸e̵ ̶t̷i̵m̴e̴ ̷I̸'̸m̴ ̴g̷o̴i̵n̸g̵ ̵t̶o̵ ̶u̸s̷e̶ ̵m̶y̷ ̸p̴o̷s̶i̴t̴i̴o̷n̴ ̸a̴s̶ ̴G̶h̸o̸s̶t̸ ̴K̸i̷n̴g̵ ̷t̴o̸ ̷w̵a̷g̴e̷ ̶w̸a̷r̶ ̷o̷n̵ ̸E̷a̴r̴t̴h̴ ̸a̴n̸d̶ ̶d̵e̶s̶t̴r̷o̷y̴ ̴e̷v̶e̶r̴y̷ ̷t̵o̸a̷s̴t̸e̷r̷ ̷i̴n̷ ̴e̴x̵i̷s̵t̷e̶n̴c̷e̴ ̸

Batfam: ...

Alfred: ... We also have cereal

Danny, back to normal: Ohhh, you got any fruit loops?

[vinguistic]

Talevember Day 2; P.I.E

Felt like doing a background heavy peice since I did a rushed portrait with a plain colour bg yesterday lol

[toastedstims]

An asexual stimboard with ghosts for @everwizard ! Happy pride!

💜👻💜|👻💜👻|💜👻💜

[ghostermctoaster]

Got bored in class so I drew my oc’s facial features:/

[corvidaeconundrum]

[cronchytoast]

artfright!!!! used the color pallete vampire masquerade :3

[teatoastghostszine]

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[buggeyedalien]

ghost and toast (but emo and scene?!!?!!?!!!!)

There was an attempt

[oddly-specific-hermit-headcanons]

Remember that experiment Etho + Tango were doing? About Zed and what he can eat?

Turns out Zedaph can eat bugs.

Not just creepy-crawly bugs, literal glitches within the server.

Etho had found a bug whilst working on Frogger Ravager Rush, something piston related.

Zedaph happened to be there. He ate the piston. The whole thing.

Etho replaced the piston, and it worked.

To Tango and Etho’s surprise, any glitches that Zed happened to take a munch on autocorrected itself.

Doc doing redstone is the equivalent of a thanksgiving meal for zed