#and ghost whisperer

[mushroom-through-the-stargate]

me, internally, being bitter about my extended family again for some reason : if they want a relationship now, they should've loved me when I was alive.

me : wait a minute

me : I am alive

me : so where did that come from....

[kaereth]

Woo finally able to post the piece I did for @raedazineofficial! :D I'm really happy to have been a part of this project and I adore the end result- thanks so much to the organizers and other creators who made it possible!

[youbutstupid]

2005 TV changed lives oh my god

[inogart]

Tommy Kinard is not a sceptic of the supernatural, he is a denier D:

[ghostbonezzz]

Woah.... music

[starry-bi-sky]

wolfpack. aka: if not friend, then why friend-shaped?

"Hey-- uh, Danny?" There's an almost imperceptible tremor in Tucker's voice.

Danny doesn't look up from what he's doing, his pencil scritching across his notebook as he tries to do another quadratic formula question. "Hm."

"What's -- uh -- what's with the dogs?"

He looks up now, and finally sees where Tucker is -- standing in the doorway of his room with an ashy look on his face and a skewed, nervous smile. He's got a white knuckle grip on the doorknob. Sam is wide-eyed behind him, and using him as a partial meat-shield.

Danny looks down to the two giant ghost wolves sprawled next to him lazily. One large green one with his head in Danny's lap, letting him use him as a prop-up for his notebook. Another equally large black one splayed against his hip, sleeping on her side with her head tilted inward to his calf.

Automatically, a grin tilts across Danny's face, and he lifts his notebook up to scratch behind the green one's ears. He opens a lazy eye, one that is bloody red with a ring of yellow around the pupil, before slipping it shut and leaning his head into Danny's touch. "This is Sirius and Procyon," he says, and reaches down to scratch Sirius' belly. "And they're not dogs, they're wolves."

"Great," Tucker says, his voice suddenly much smaller and faint, "Love that distinction."

Sirius makes a great big groan, and Danny's grin widens, his heart swelling with fondness. His hand slips away from her belly, and before he can put his notebook back down, Procyon pushes his head up his lap until his ear is against his stomach, demanding pets now too.

Sam peeks her head up from over Tucker's shoulder, "I think what Tucker's asking here is what are they doing here, Danny."

He shrugs, scratching under Procyon's chin. "They kinda just showed up. I tried sending them back to the Zone, but they keep returning." And they were weirdly intent on just following him around, which is the only reason he gave up on returning them. They weren't causing trouble, and they knew how to hide around the living. Plus, he just loves dogs. "So now I have two wolves living with me."

This, oddly enough, did not do anything to calm Sam and Tucker down. Tucker's mouth purses into a thin line, and he presses the sides of his palms to his lips in prayer. "How have your parents not found out about this?"

Danny wordlessly raises his hand, and his sleeve slides down to reveal a thin chain bracelet hooked around his wrist. He whistles sharply, and both Procyon and Sirius jerk their heads up to look at him, ears pricked up and eyes alert.

Silently, he points to his wrist and rattles it twice, and in unison both wolves stand up and pounce. Instantly, they turn into a respective, opaque black and green mist that swirls around the bracelet and forms into two, flat wolf charms.

Both wolves are posing in the stereotypical wolf howl, with little stars indented on the sides. Procyon's charm has the Canis Minor constellation engraved on it, while Sirius has the Canis Major.

Danny faces Sam and Tucker, and points at his wrist. "Like this."

[sgt-tombstone]

I’m so tempted to write a shifter fic where Ghost is a big cat (I’m thinking black panther or something similar) shifter… but he doesn’t know it

He thinks that he’s not a shifter at all because he only shifts in his sleep and even when he’s startled awake, he shifts back in a split second, before his brain can even register not being human

It makes him a fantastic sniper, because he has better vision than a human, even if he doesn’t realize it. It gives him excellent hearing, but he doesn’t know that it’s better than everyone else’s (at least, not to a suspicious degree). His eyes flash in the dark, but he’s never seen it because he avoids mirrors like the plague. He thinks that his fast reflexes are just army trained instead of innate. He has a strong prey drive, but he reasons that it’s just his job as a CT operative; they hunt for a living. He genuinely does not know that he’s a shifter, and the rest of the 141 refuse to tell him (Price because having a big cat prowling around base would be worse than Ghost already is… Soap and Gaz because they have a three-year-long bet to see how long it’ll take him to figure it out)

Soap is some sort of dog shifter (because I’m basic like that) and Ghost makes fun of him all the time, both for being a shifter and for being a stereotype of his animal self. Gaz always dies laughing and Ghost can tell that Soap is holding back laughter too, but he can never figure out why…

[magnusthepuppet]

saw this headcanon on another post and i had to draw it.

…it was also an excuse for me to draw waffles…

[ky-landfill]

[sunsetsimon]

simon finally makes his way to bed after staying in his shed for hours after you’d gone to sleep. your birthday was coming soon and he wanted to surprise you with a new item from his woodworking hobby. it was a cutting board. he remembered you complaining about how yours was getting worn down, but you hadn’t been able to find a good one at the store recently.

he cut and stained each piece meticulously to make his own gradient design before sanding and treating it with mineral oil. he even drew up small sketches of his ideas, wanting it to be perfect for you.

sliding into bed beside you, he cuddles up to you from behind, pulling you into a spooning position. you sleepily hum, scooting closer to his chest before drifting off again within seconds. he instantly feels relaxed and tired, your natural warm smell comforting him. “night lovie,” he whispers, softly kissing your shoulder, drawing small circles onto your hip until his eyes start to grow heavy, joining you in your dream.

[taisho-era-secrets]

"Why does Tanjiro still think about Rengoku, he didn't have that much screen time." "Why is Rengoku still showing up in flashbacks." "Why is Rengoku talked about so much, who cares-"

Because he was a pivoting character to the story. I don't know how I can keep having this conversation with you people.

Because for a brief moment in time, Tanjiro felt the weight of responsibility lift off of his shoulders for a moment and he felt like he could trust Rengoku to take care of him, his sister, and his friends. He was given a glimpse into a possible future as a tsuguko to Rengoku or just to have Rengoku help Tanjiro figure out what Sun Breathing was.

Rengoku, unlike anyone Tanjiro had encountered so far, gave him hope that he could rest for a bit and he could rely on someone else. Rengoku gave him that security, no questions asked.

That was taken away from Tanjiro very quickly.

Because Tanjiro is, and forever will be, grieving over the loss of that person and that hope.

[sky-is-the-limit]

I'm a Gazhoe, Gazslut, Gazwhore.

Gaz nation ain't enough anymore, I need to be put down permanently. Or be his personal sperm bank idk.

(2nd is art by @ave661)

[y3strr]

Me with the horror slasher I managed to pull by being just as deranged!! ^_^

[ghostdrinkssoup]

“you righteous, reckless, twitchy little slut.”

[heybiji]

My dungeons and dragons bard's backstory involves her having had a meltdown on stage in front of an audience of aristocrats. See, she thought she heard people laughing and whispering in the crowd—turns out it was one of those ghosts she's been ignoring for years. The sheer embarrassment was enough for her to skip town for a while.

[hyohaehyuk]

sanlelio: never forget that Jacob wants to do "The Tale of the Body Thief" scenes with Sam. and this is just one of those scenes. this book is awful and have most of the horniest scenes of this awful series. jacob simply gets it

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