#ghost boys the black phone

[thewritersofdeceased]

A JOHN/JANE DOE? - THE GHOST BOYS + FINNEY BLAKE

GENDER NEUTRAL PRONOUNS / THEY/THEM PRONOUNS

INSPIRED BY "THE BALLAD OF JANE DOE"

It's pitch black. Everything is. It's cold. Wherever the hell they were, it was cold. They stood with their eyes closed at first, a couple voices speaking up. One stuck out in particular. It sounded like a young boy.. at least an eleven or twelve year old.. "They don't look like anyone we know.. Do they..?" He seemed to question, but.. who was he talking to? The new ghost didn't know. They felt warmth on their face. A warm liquid. Their eyes remained closed as they tried figuring out what was happening. They felt a poke to their side. Another person was here with them..? This time, the figure seemed a little bit further away. "No. We don't know them, Griffin." This voice was annoyed. Seemed it at least. 

"Be nice, Vance." A voice warned. This seemed to be a boy around the same age as this.. Vance boy.. Slowly, but surely, the new figure opened their eyes, looking between what seemed to be five or six boys.  A blonde, a light brunette, two dark brunettes, and what seemed to be two ravenette's. They stared between the six, confused on who they were, and what the hell had happened here. Taking a step back from the group, the new figure spoke with a confused tone of voice. "Who are you all." Well.. it didn't sound like a question at all. They looked around at each boy, taking in their features. As if they'd never seen either of them before. But they had. They just didn't know..

The first one was a boy with dirty blonde, or light brunette hair. He stood at 5'3. He appeared to be around thirteen. He was pretty short. The unnamed ghost tried to figure out who he was, but the boy spoke up himself. "Billy.. Showalter.. Or.. the town's paperboy." He introduced himself,  holding a hand out to the newcomer. Who only stared at him with a confused look.  

The next boy seemed to be blonde. An actual.. blonde.  The unnamed ghost stared at him. The boy had a denim jean vest, gambling pieces on the shoulders, a white shirt with blood splattered on it. His nose had blood trailing down, alongside with his lip. And head..  and neck... Now that the unnamed ghost looked between all the boys, they had begun to realize every single one of these boys look like they'd been murdered. Billy had spoken up, seeming as if the blonde didn't seem like he was going to. "That's Vance.. Pinball.. Vance Hopper.." 

Vance only seemed to stare at them with an annoyed look before two boys slightly nudged him away. The two boys were both brunettes with curly hair. One curlier than the other.  The unnamed ghost looked between them both, silent at first. The smaller young wore a grey  shirt, black shorts, what seemed to be long socks and white or grey shoes. His neck appeared to be slit. He had blood all down his shirt. He went to speak, looking at the unnamed figure. There was hesitation in his voice. "I'm.. Griffin. I was the first victim.." He mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck and hissing out softly.

"Careful." The other brunette had said softly. He was wearing a blue and white shirt, jeans and sneakers. He didn't look very bloody, but bruised to the max, Maybe this boy wasn't a ghost? They reached towards the brunette, their hand going through him. It only led the brunette to let a little laugh out. "We'll explain everything afterwards." He spoke, shaking his head before smiling towards the newcomer. "I'm Finney Blake." He introduced himself.

There was two more.  A boy in green, and a boy with a bandana. Both boys had blood on them. These must've been the latest two victims..? The boy with the bandana spoke first. "I'm Robin. And lastly, the one who told Vance to be nice, is Bruce." He introduced the two of them, his arms crossing as he looked around. "Now.. how do we explain... where you are.. without knowing who you are..?" He questioned, beginning to walk around the unnamed figure.

"I.. I do not.. know. How I can answer your question." The unnamed figure spoke, turning to look at Robin as he walked around them. Their white eyes went to every single boys eyes. Making quick eye contact before looking away. They took a couple steps back, at least until they stumbled over the mattress that seemed to be in this stupid, stupid basement. They stared at each boy, trying to figure something out in their head. Before finally, they spoke.

"Isn't there anyone to tell me who I am?" 

[damicxyy]

TBP BOYS AS YOUR SUITORS

(no grabber f him)

～⁠>⁠`⁠)⁠～⁠～⁠～～⁠>⁠`⁠)⁠～⁠～⁠～

FINNEY BLAKE (mason Thames)

- after his confession and asking if you wanna be his gf he waited patiently for you to say yes

- a very sweet guy (who wouldn't say yes to him?)

- flowers everyday sometimes something sweet

- very caring

- his sister teases him about you (we love Gwen)

- very patient ʘ⁠‿⁠ʘ

- over all he has been the sweetest to you

～⁠>⁠`⁠)⁠～⁠～⁠～～⁠>⁠`⁠)⁠～⁠～⁠～

ROBIN ARELLANO (Miguel Àngel Cazarez Mora)

- although he does not have the patience like Finney , he tries his best to be patient for you

- I see robin as like a caring suitor

- only sweet to you and you alone

- hangouts? yeahh! (so called dates)

- wished you were the one patching his wounds after fights

- over all his Patience is kinda not good but yeah

～⁠>⁠`⁠)⁠～⁠～⁠～～⁠>⁠`⁠)⁠～⁠～⁠～

VANCE HOPPER (Brady hepner)

- almost punched you after his confession but ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡

- no patience DUHH

- he looks like a tomato when he gives you something

- kinda angry when he talks to you

- "why you not say yes?"

- you gotta watch him play his Pinball game

- seats next to you in classes

～⁠>⁠`⁠)⁠～⁠～⁠～～⁠>⁠`⁠)⁠～⁠～⁠～

BRUCE YAMADA (Tristan)

- after he confessed and asked you to be his gf he patiently waited for you

- total gentleman

- the kindest, sweetest and very caring

- girls will be mad at you tbh😭 like why didn't you say yes??

- flowers?? yes. sweets?? yes. almost everything you ask for?? yes.

-this man will give you anything tbh

～⁠>⁠`⁠)⁠～⁠～⁠～～⁠>⁠`⁠)⁠～⁠

BILLY SHOWALTER (Jacob moran)

(idk much abt this munchkin)

- just like Finney a very sweet guy that's for sure

- lets you pet his doggy ｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡

- bike rides?? yes!!

- gives you food if you need

- the most kindest guy to you tbh

～⁠>⁠`⁠)⁠～⁠～⁠～～⁠>⁠`⁠)⁠～⁠～⁠～

GRIFFIN STAGG (banks repeta)

(Why the actual fuk did I pick that GIF)

- almost cried while confessing

- the cutest little thing ever

- follows you around like a lost puppy

- is shy around you

- like billy he will share his food with you

- VERY shy

～⁠>⁠`⁠)⁠～⁠～⁠～～⁠>⁠`⁠)⁠～⁠～⁠～

that is all people BYEE

(if anything here upsets you leave it be｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡)

billy and Griffin needs more attention tbhh like😭😭😭

[maninfested]

lord knows i love him ♡

[finneyblakeirl]

my personal headcanon is that finney is an eternal wanderer. its acc horrible

when The Group goes shopping they be making him hold the cart so he doesnt scurry off 😭😭 he goes for the book section and space themed stuff EVERY TIME

robin is assigned his keeper bc everyone is exhausted w this leash kid

(both of the blakes have a wandering habit.. they r curious creatures)

[vancehoppersnumber1fan]

⚠️I DREW NONE OF THESE⚠️Vance hopper fanart if you're looking for any:3

[inanothercosmos]

Troublemaker boy

[maydayblake]

Y/N : When I Die Don't Look For Me In The Sunsets... ☺️☺️

The Ghostboys : Why?? 🤨🤨

Y/N : Because I'll Be Chasing Y'all Up The Stairs When Y'all Turn Off The Lights... 😈😈

[actualpinballmachine]

robin v vance

made at like 2 am LMAO

[ph1alamaria]

Vance Hopper X Reader: General Head Cannons! (❁´◡`❁)

• oh, sweet baby Vance...

• You met in the grab and go, and he was busy on the pinball machine

• I'm going to be honest you were terrified when you saw him💀

• I mean its Vance Hopper; everyone knew him and not for the best reasons

• Being in a relationship with him isn't as bad as it would seem

• No, he would not hit you 💀

• You may get into fights, but he would never physically hit you

• His mom teaches him to treat women with respect

• When you and Vance go on dates, he's a lot different than with the guy friends he hangs out with

• He's a lot sweeter and kinder

• He'll offer to even buy you dinner even though he most definitely has less than a dollar on him

• If he really likes you, he'll even let you sit on his lap while he plays pinball (Just don't mess up his game)

• He's actually just so cute when he's with you

• He would also never cheat on you.

• He's loyal till the end

• When your alone he secretly loves his hair played with

• But just by you

• No. One. Else.

•ANYWAY 10/10 BOYFRIEND🫶😍😍😍

[bbyvrtx]

THINKING ABOUT Rugby-Player Reader x CHARACTERS- For starters.. Thick muscled reader but soft muscles.. (does that make since?) Thighs the size of bowling balls, reader has veins on their hands and some up their arms. doesn't matter if reader is a girl or boy or- whatever.

[theyluvlyss]

𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝🙂...

1. tonight, I went to go see the black phone in theaters again (one time showing only typa deal, at least where I live, for those curious ig lol) and y'know,,, I've always known this one thing about myself, which is that my brain LOVES the theater. she loves going, she loves the loudness, the atmosphere, she loves it all, even if (clearly) she's seen the movie already. because of this silly little fact, and because I went to go see this silly little movie tonight, as I lay in the comforts of my warm bed and drink my dr.pep and eat my vanilla ice cream...

my brain all the while had apparently been working overtime behind my back. just as my head hit the pillow, she practically punched me in the throat with a fic idea that I just can't pass up. but I fear I have trouble committing, so I cannot promise it'll even come into fruition, let alone get finished. but on the off chance it does and I do... I will leave anyone reading right now with these...

north denver, 1982 (or 3, idk)...

reader is new to town, dresses like a freak, and absolutely does witchy spiritual stuff...

ghost boys reach out to the reader...

something with finney and gwen, the grabber, idk maybe max, too, add in a bit of angst, love, hurt, comfort, allat junk *inahles*...

😃✋🏼it's all a jumbled kerfuffle of thoughts from there, and I'd lowkey like it to be a full blown, multiple part/series/chapter FIC fr, yk? IDKIDK but I see a vision and...yeah. do y'all see the vision?

...am I crazy😀?

moving on😌☝🏽...

2. sooner or later (hopefully sooner, though) I will be binging/rewatching life is strange 1 and 2 playthroughs, which will then allow me to add a masterlist for some of the characters I've been wanting to write about for a very long time now, which means requests for those characters will be open once I do (not yet, though lol) :D!!

I've done my fair share of fic reading back when wattpad was my main app, and while they were good for the time, lord knows I haven't touched that app in years and I'm NOT going back. but, unfortunately, there's not a lot of fics on here to read (my heart shattered into pieces when I looked up sean diaz's name and there was basically nothing😔💔) and I don't like fooling around with other fic sites, so, as usual, I must be the one to fill the void left both on this app and in my heart.

you're welcome🤭✨️ (kidding, ish-).

anyways, that's about it for now (other than the 80+ requests I'm working on currently), thanks for reading whatever this is you wanna call it, byeeeee /ᐠ-з-マ/.

[gostlyghost]

𝐆𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭.

Whats your favorite scary movie?

Sorry for the fact that there are no posts! I have a blockage in my studies :(

I'm going to do something for Halloween. (I just watched a couple of horror movies that can be used to make edits.)

And what is your favorite horror movie, my friends? :)

[yannar]

study sessions

(pt 2!)

robin arellano (tbp) x reader

note: go read pt 1 if u haven't

study period had become a constant in your life. every day, without fail, you’d find yourself seated across from robin arellano in the back corner of the classroom. what started as just another tutoring gig—a chance for extra credit—had turned into something else entirely.

at first, robin barely tolerated the sessions. he’d slouch in his chair, arms crossed, answering your questions with short, clipped responses that made you feel like you were pulling teeth. but over time, things started to shift.

now, he came prepared—well, as prepared as robin could be. his notebook was still mostly blank, but at least he brought it. he asked questions, actually listened when you explained things, and, every so often, even cracked a joke that made you laugh despite yourself.

you noticed the changes in yourself, too. how your nerves from the first session had been replaced with something harder to define. how you’d become hyperaware of him—of the way his voice dipped when he spoke, the way his fingers tapped rhythmically against the desk when he was stuck on a problem, the way his smirk lingered just a second too long after a particularly witty remark.

today, the classroom felt quieter than usual, the chatter from other students fading into background noise as you and robin worked through another equation.

"alright,"

you said, leaning back in your chair. "let’s test how much you actually paid attention last time. solve this one."

robin raised an eyebrow, taking the pencil from your hand. his fingers brushed against yours briefly—a small, innocent touch, but enough to send a spark up your arm.

"no problem,"

he said confidently, but his lips twitched like he was holding back a smirk.

you watched as he started to write, his brows furrowing slightly in concentration. it was a small change, but you’d started to notice how he leaned into the work more these days. he wasn’t just going through the motions; he was trying.

"not bad,"

you said when he finished.

he glanced up at you, his smirk growing.

"not bad? that’s it? i thought i nailed it."

"don’t get cocky, arellano,"

you teased, flipping the paper toward yourself.

"you still have a long way to go."

"sure, Y/N," he said, the sound of your name rolling off his tongue with a hint of playfulness.

you rolled your eyes and scribbled another problem for him to try. as you slid it across the table, your hand brushed against his again, lingering for a moment longer than necessary. he didn’t pull away, and neither did you.

"got something to say?"

he asked, his voice softer now.

"nope,"

you replied quickly, your face heating up. you busied yourself with straightening your notebook, pretending not to notice the way he was looking at you.

minutes passed in near silence as he worked through the next problem. the only sounds were the scratching of his pencil and the faint rustle of papers in the classroom. when he finished, he leaned back, crossing his arms as he waited for your approval.

"alright,"

you said after double-checking his work. "you actually did it right this time."

"wow, such high praise,"

he said, smirking.

"don’t let it go to your head."

he chuckled, leaning forward again. the desk between you felt smaller than usual, the space shrinking with every passing second. his hand rested on the edge of the table, close enough that your pinkies almost touched.

"so,"

he said after a moment, his voice quieter.

"why’d you even sign up for this tutoring thing anyway?"

you hesitated, caught off guard by the sudden shift in tone.

"extra credit,"

you admitted, trying to keep it light. "why else?"

robin tilted his head, his gaze never leaving yours.

"i don’t know. you don’t seem like the type to do something just for extra credit."

for a moment, you forgot how to respond. his eyes were darker than usual, the teasing edge gone.

"maybe i wanted to help,"

you said finally, your voice barely above a whisper.

robin’s lips twitched, the smirk returning but softer this time.

"guess i should say thanks then."

"you’re welcome,"

you said, smiling.

the air between you felt heavier now, charged with something you couldn’t name. slowly, robin leaned closer, his hand brushing against yours under the desk. his fingers curled slightly, as if testing the waters, and your breath caught in your throat.

you weren’t sure who moved first, but suddenly, he was right there, so close you could feel the warmth of his breath against your skin. his eyes flicked to your lips, and for a heartbeat, the world seemed to stop.

"—how’s the tutoring coming along?"

the sharp voice of your teacher shattered the moment like glass. you both jerked back, heat rushing to your face as you fumbled to look busy.

"it’s...uh, fine,"

you stammered, avoiding her gaze.

robin leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable except for the faint flush on his cheeks.

"yeah,"

he said, his voice surprisingly steady.

"we’re good."

the teacher nodded and moved on, leaving you both in awkward silence. after a beat, robin exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair.

"great timing,"

he muttered, more to himself than to you.

you shot him a sideways glance, a small, nervous smile tugging at your lips.

"guess we should get back to work."

"yeah,"

he said, but his smirk was back, slow and deliberate.

"we’ll finish the problem next time."

you didn’t miss the double meaning, and as you gathered your things, you couldn’t help but wonder when, or if, "next time" would finally happen.

[finneyblakeirl]

TBP 2 IS FILMING IN TORONTO?? HUH??

canadians RISE UP!

[bruce--yamada]

Stars Drawn Around Scars ☆

Characters ; Vance Hopper, Bruce Yamada, Billy Showalter/PaperBoy

>> Fluff!!

AN!! I'm getting back into TBP fandom guys!! Trying, I'm moving in two days so I'll do as much as I can because I miss this fandom and writing in it <3

Being dead wasn't exactly the most fun, especially being stuck with four idiots; Well, a child, a paperboy, some kid, and Bruce. Bruce was the best part, at least in Vance's opinion.

The endless nights of talking with the baseball player, it made him feel warm and fuzzy inside. Even if he was technically cold and leaden inside.

"Well would you even know good music?" Vance pressed with a weak punch to the other's arm, "No actually. I wouldn't, I don't have time to listen to music," Bruce huffed, folding his arms over his chest.

"We have nothing but time B," He poked his arm gently, although his finger pulled away from his arm; his eyes lingered on the skin, "Hey paperboy," He yelled out across the room.

"What."

"Got a pen?"

"Sure," The way his demeanor changed so quickly concerned the others but what were they supposed to do? Make the newsboy talk about his feelings? Absolutely not, Robin wasn't one to talk about his feelings, Griffin was a kid who barely understood his own and Bruce was always occupied with Vance.

A pen went flying towards the blonde and he caught it, definitely!! (He didn't catch it,)

"Gimme your arm," Vance asked as he pulled the cap off and spat it out, Bruce looked at him with a bit of worry but he pushed his limb onto Vance's lap.

Vance steadied his arm and started to draw around his lashes and scars, Bruce stared. His face lighting up like a tomato.

Vance didn't do much, he made a few stars around them, "There now it's not all boring," Bruce cocked his brow, "Oh, were my scars too boring for you?" Vance immediately nodded, "Yes,"

Bruce groaned and snatched the pen from him and then Vance's arm, "Oh are mine too boring now?" Bruce looked up at him, "Yes,"

Vance watched as Bruce started to draw on his skin.

"That's fine with me."

[vancehoppersnumber1fan]

Drew vance hopper ;p