#ghost!tom.

[lillyspeakz]

Ello its 🐿️! Sooo first of all I hope your day is going awesome! Second, uhh any possible hc’s /drabbles for Ghost Wilbur and Tommy during halloween? I know in Pagan culture it’s said that the barrier between our world and theirs is basically nonexistent during halloween/Samhain! Anyways have a lovely dayyyy!

Thank you darling, it’s been good so far! Also yes I do!

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- Halloween is the one time in the year that the boys can go out and explore. Tom usually going to see what people are doing, observing. While Wilbur usually just walks around, hoping to get lost and lose the connection he has on the house, wanting to leave and be free.

- yet, you came along and turned his perspective around. He suddenly enjoyed Halloween and spending time with you, wanting to go everywhere with you. And let me tell you, y’all went everywhere

- from 12 in the morning to 11:59 at night, you were doing something. Watching the sunset, stargazing, going on a coffee shop date, shopping, etc. He helps you hand out candy to the littles that come up, the parents giving Wil a weird look, but not making further effort. He could care less! He’s with you and having the best time.

- now- you guys go on a late night walk around the town and it’s nice. But when y’all get home-

- man is making love to you under the moonlight…. It’s actually so cute I’m writing it rn and oml-

-Tom on the other hand is hanging out with Molly this year.

- he met molly a couple months ago, becoming friends with the girl as she would come into the backyard and explore the empty house. Wil did try to scare her but Tom refused.

- then you moved in and she couldn’t do that anymore, which the realization was devastating to Tom, sad all the time after.

- you knew about Molly, she was your neighbor and she was lovely! Yet you always would see her looking at the house, waving at something in the windows.

- finally you walked in on Tom looking out the window, smiling so hard as he waved at the women on the side walk.

“Hmm now I know why she’s always around..”

“What?! No no! I was just being- friendly.”

“Mhm.”

- you invite her over some times, knowing why she wants to be there. And the first time you can tell she’s looking around to see if she’ll see him, her body becoming restless in the chair she sat on.

“He’s upstairs in the room on the left.”

“W-what?”

“Tom. He’s upstairs. I bet he’s waiting for you..”

“I- how did you-“

“Tom isn’t very good at hiding things.”

“Yeah no! He’s not.”

- so now when she wants to come over you gave her a key so she can let herself in.

- Tom and her go out, they end up trick or treating and in the middle of a field in her, eating candy and talking.

- they do end up kissing a little bit… but nothing more, knowing they both weren’t ready for that. Though tom claimed he was a big man and could handle anything-

- so yes, the barrier breaks kinda on Halloween, letting spirits of all kind roam free- you can just see the two ghost men easier

[myjetpack]

My latest cartoon for @GuardianBooks.

[fromduck]

Me with you guys simping over hot men

[butterflyscribbles]

Maddie comforting knuckles after team sonic’s previous movie night

Knowing Tom and Maddie’s luck, I don’t think movie night just got to Knuckles lol

[iniquitousyearning]

where are the men who yearn. where are the men who ponder. where are the men with depth. where are the men who find parallels. where are the men who love from their barest instinct. where are the men with whimsy. where are the men with certainty. where are the men who will cut their own heart out in face of your honour. where are the men

[price-is-dreamy]

[lizzysbrain]

I swear to god this man comes back to get me at least once a year EVERY SINGLE YEAR I CONVINCE MYSELF HES NOT THAT CUTE BUT THEN IT HAPPENS AGAIN. AND AGAIN. AND FUCKING AGAIN.

[cak31ssuperi04]

"Basically what happens is, Grace and Max are right about to win. They're right about to do it. And then, there's a groaning. In the floorboards. Suddenly, the staircase gives out beneath Grace and Max, and they fall through the floors. They fall stories. Pieces of wood shove through their chests, and they both are killed."

"But keep this in mind, nothing truly dies in the Waylon house. Grace and Max become ghosts, and they're off doing whatever, but they're no longer involved in the tournament."

So.. that Pit Stop in Hatchetfield tag team deathmatch huh.

[nofingjustaninchident]

older men do it better

[theghooligan]

daemon and all the ghosts of harrenhall living it up every night:

[animasola86]

SMUT DRABBLES*: Belly Bulge

A/N: So. You may or may not know this about me, but I have a size kink. One of my favorite tropes to write and read is tiny woman/big man. And with that information in mind, I give you something called Belly Bulge. Pretty self-explanatory, right? // As with my other Smut Drabbles (*we're still under 1k, baby, this is a drabble!), you can imagine any character here, or just keep it neutral/anonymous, whatever you like! Warnings for this one are: (obviously) size difference, unprotected sex, choking and I guess breeding kink if you squint.

WARNING: NSFW! Explicit sexual content! // WORDS: 825 // AO3

She stares at the little bulge with childlike fascination.

Moving her hands over her flat stomach, fingers shaking slightly, she presses down gently. A gasp escapes her when he moves behind her, his big hands on her small breasts, cupping them completely, squeezing, kneading, calloused palms rubbing over her hard nipples. His wide body beneath her, her cushioned rear squished to his lower stomach, shoulders pressing into his chest, his cock so deep inside her she can feel it prodding against her soft skin, literally stretching her limits.

The couch creaks beneath them as he starts thrusting upwards, his strong thighs moving against her feet that are tucked under his legs, her own spread almost painfully wide to give him better access. She watches him slide in and out, her hands rubbing down her mound, fingertips brushing against her clit, sending jolts of pleasure through her body, her folds parting wide with every deep plunge.

She moans, throwing her head back against his shoulder, when his thick cockhead scrapes over that sweet spot, almost rams into it in that position, before slipping deeper, denting her belly from within. She feels it against her palms, the constant nudging that drives her crazy. And the stretch. How he carves his way into her small body, presses between her tight muscles, molding her to his size.

When he had put his length onto her stomach to show her how far he would reach inside her, she had thought it was impossible to fit all of him into her tiny pussy, but he had made it work, inch by hard inch, with shallow snaps of his hips, as he went deeper and deeper, and while she thought the pain would split her in two as he pushed hard against her resisting muscles, she had adjusted, surprisingly quick. Mostly because of his whispered words, his hot breath on her ear, as he encouraged her.

“Shh, it'll be alright, baby. It'll fit. I'll make it fit. You were made for this. You were made for me! Look how well you can take me, all of me... every... single... inch...”

His voice has lulled her, and now his rapid breaths and quiet groans fill her head, his clenched jaw rubbing against her temple as he keeps groping her chest whilst ramming up into her, finding space within her, stretching her, filling her, taking root inside her. He grunts when she presses down on her stomach, meeting his tip as it dents her from within, and it encourages him to move faster, his thigh muscles tensing while he pushes harder, maybe even deeper, slam after slam, nudge after nudge.

She howls and whines, mewls and moans, the sensation almost too much for her to handle. His hands leave her breasts, letting them bounce with every upward thrust; his long fingers move to her throat, curling around her slender neck, applying just enough pressure that she gasps while her eyes roll back; his other hand moves down to join hers, one large palm pressing down hard, forcing her to feel more of him through her soft flesh.

Hammering into her with fervor, his breaths grow ragged while her own quiet down, silenced by how he squeezes her throat. She's seeing stars now, her mouth wide open, saliva gathering in the corners, some dripping down her chin, as he holds her, pushing her towards the edge and far beyond, and she feels her body convulsing, thighs twitching, that tension in her stomach, hot and tight, pushed aside by his large cock hitting all the right spots.

She's already floating, but then his hand leaves her stomach and teases her clit, rough fingertips rubbing hard and fast circles as he keeps pounding into her from beneath, skin slapping against skin, every rapid plunge causing her wetness to squelch out, obscenely loud, a cacophony of sounds that make her head spin even more.

And then she comes, muscles contracting, clamping down on him hard, the wet heat that has built up within her forcing out of her. She cries out soundlessly, eyelids fluttering open, body contorting into an arc that lifts her slightly off him, causing him to sink deeper, making the bulge even bigger, and he stills, an animalistic growl leaving his parted lips as he follows her over the edge, cock twitching, balls tight and pumping, and he grabs her hand and presses it onto her stomach, feeling how he fills her up with spurt after spurt of hot cum.

His other hand eases its grip on her throat, and she gasps, falling against him, panting, head completely empty, while her belly feels so full. His warm lips brush against her sweaty forehead, a tender kiss to calm her down even more. She smiles tiredly before she closes her eyes, her palm over her womb as he pumps it full of him, marking her, breeding her, finding a place for himself deep within her.

MASTERLIST // AO3 // ORIGINAL WORKS

MORE SMUT DRABBLES:

A steamy shower

Toy

Car Inspection

Tension Relief

Sleepy

On the edge

[lillyspeakz]

ghost!wilbur headcanons;

a/n: ghost!wilbur is my own character I made and I shall share his backstory in these headcanons! But he’s- I love him. And I hope you guys do to! I have a ghost!wilbur fic here, and I will be making it a series!

warning: death, ghost!crimeboys, wil is a little protective and gets jealous, it’s lowkey sad but cute in a way? Mentions of killing yourself.

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- ghost Wilbur who had an unfortunate death in the same house he’s been in his whole life. Trapped within the same white walls with his baby brother. He was sad, it got sad. He wanted to leave, to be explore again and meet new people if he even could. He loved Tom but, they lost things to talk about sometimes, having spent 20 plus years together. Then came you.

- first interactions were rough, but once you both got comfortable with each other, he was by your side and chatting it up 24/7, yet you didn’t mind. It was nice having company, even though one of them only wanted food and the other tried his hardest to not fall in love with you.

- ghost wil who is super possessive of you and gets jealous of the slight mention of you going out or having dinner with another person. Ever since he met you, he just wants you for himself. No one else gets to have you the way he does. At least he hopes.

- ghost wil who was caught watching you sleep one night in the chair you have in your room, scaring you as you woke up in the middle of the night. His eyes widened as he went invisible, scared of what you’d say.

- ghost wil who loves to give you surprise kisses on the cheek and make you jump.

- you have tried many times to take pictures of the boys, hoping some day it’ll work yet, all the attempts were led to failure. But Wil and Tom appreciate you for trying and even if the picture is blurry, they still cherish it. Wil loves to take pictures of you! Wil literally take a picture of you at any given moment. I can if you claim you don’t look good

- when it gets cold outside, and you come in from either snow or really cold wind, Wil hates how you feel. You feel like him and that scares him so much. He wants to feel your warmth again, which he does later on that night but he does try to stop you from leaving the house everyday bc of it.

- Wilbur loves helping you clean, he doesn’t know why. Maybe it’s because when can slow dance with you during breaks or poke fun of you when you can’t which the high places.

- Tom and Wil are feins when you make them new foods! They haven’t tried anything new since they had died and new recipes have appeared since then so you made it your mission to cook for them and show them new things. Even though Tom claims he doesn’t like it… as he goes for seconds.

- now, they would never admit it. The boys are so envious of you. You who gets to go out and be with people. Meet new people and interact, go on walks in nature, feel the breeze in your hair and enjoy life. They were able to do that once. But now they watch you in the garden, watch you get out of your car with a smile on your face. They can feel the wind and the sun on their skin when the blinds are open and windows wide, but it’s not the same.

- speaking of the garden… Wil loves to watch you in the garden. Loves to hear you talk about which is which and which hat you’ll use each one for. He definitely pulls a chair up by the door and just sits.

- tom misses his mom. Misses her sweet touch and velvet voice. He misses when she would read to him, even as a teenager. When Tom feels comfortable with you and knows you won’t make fun of him, he goes to your room and ask you to read to him. Wil always whines, wanting to sleep, but you never denied Tom. Lying his head on your lap as you played with his hair, you read to him and Wil with the softest voice ever. As you looked up, you saw the boy fast asleep, as well the man beside you.

- wil loves cuddles- so much.

- wils also very jealous of your stuffed animals- he wants to be held like that!

- the boys believe that if someone else dies in the house, they’ll be set free. So if the unfortunate day ever comes, they probably won’t help you.

- they LOVE to fuck with you when their invisible. Turning lights off when your in the shower, moving items around, ect.

- wil hints at how much he would love if you could join him on the after life.

- so molly loves to come visit Tom, her and him being somewhat of a thing. Sometimes Tom possesses Molly when they go out, just to go have fun. Wil does this to you too sometimes, it takes a lot of energy though. But when molly and Tom leave, wil is all over you. Like… it’s bad. Can you blame him? You guys finally have an empty house…

- Christmas with the boys. You can interpret this.

- wil loves teasing you with light touches when he’s invisible. Loves to watch you squirm for him while talking to someone else.

- you considered killing yourself to be with the boys.

- wil holds you all the time when you come home from work at the end of the week, pulling you into him as you cry into his chest. He coos at you, upset you feel this way.

- whenever your family comes over, you hide wil and Tom the best you can so they don’t do anything stupid while they’re over. But if your bond with them is not so great- well- mission haunt the fuck out of them is on.

- wil loves your thighs, they’re so warm and soft. They’re almost like a stress ball to him and he loves to tease you as well.

- the only time Wil and Tom can actually leave the house is on Halloween….. and let’s just say they make the most out of it.

- if you make one comment about how a fictional character is hot- wil is pouting at you and lying on you in an instant as he tries to hide your eyes from the character.

- movie nights with the boys to educate them on more modern things.

- SLOW DANCING TO BLACK HOLED SUN!!!!!!

- you always forget the boys can phase through the walls, and it scares the living shit out of you. And when the boys figure this out- oh they are non stop!

- wil doesn’t feel hunger anymore, but he can taste and eat food! But whenever he does possess you, and you’re hungry, he can feel that familiar but distant pain in your stomach, groaning as it rumbles.

There’s so much more but there’s some from my old acc.

[luckyshinyhunter]

👑🎂 Happy birthday to the man, the myth, the legendary, Tom Kenny!🎂👑

[huntmavs]

Mission: Impossible is THE franchise

[meowtalhead]

Kaisarion but the high note at the beginning is replaced with Tom from And Jerry yelling

[honeyillustrates]

are you ready to swear, right here right now, before the devil?

TOMTORD X GHOST GHOULS :)