#ghostmeg

[slashthrashandcrash]

we're so back

[akanothere]

“I miss you.”

It is a masked Danny x Meg WIP but I decided to do a little maskless Danny GIF and failed🫠 animation is not my thing😭😭😭 but still please have some GhostMeg

[unnamed-blob]

Did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?

⇢ Pairing: Ghostface/Meg Thomas

⇢ Length: Oneshot

⇢ Synopsis: Ghostface hasn't had his hands on his darling survivor for many, many trials. The Entity isn't that cruel of a mistress to deny him for long of course.

⇢ A/N: (Dark) fluff?? In MY Ghostmeg works?? In my defense, I was sick and weak, they struck me when I had no means of defending myself- For those unaware, Slash and I have also agreed that Ghostface's ribbons have a mind of their own, and now that I have figured out how to slip that into my writing, expect it constantly.

Ghostface rose off of the splayed, mangled body of the last survivor, grimacing in disgust as he nudged it with his foot, flicking the blood off of his knife. He easily stepped over the corpse, wiping the remaining red liquid on the sleeve of his robe as the death toll rang out, the unmistakable sound of the sky parting for the Entity’s hungry grasp. He didn’t bother to look back, focused instead on striding to the now open exit gates. 

His pace was too quick, too heavy, his posture too stiff and his dismissal of his favored weapon more violent than usual, all but slamming the knife into its sheath without a glance to ensure he wouldn’t stab himself doing so. 

It’d been….. many, many, far too many trials since he’d seen his lovely little, red rabbit. Caught scent of her fear, snapped his teeth around her delicate skin, her wrists clasped in one hand, able to feel her racing pulse in her wrists, ran his fingers through her hair-

Ghostface growled, harshly yanking the mask off of his face as he shoved his hood down, digging his nails into his scalp as he ruffled his hair and tried to force the brimming edge threatening to boil over back. His ribbons lashed behind him, jerking in all directions in rapid succession. 

The killer had begun to find it troublesome to properly conduct his trials when she failed to show each and every time. Of course, that didn’t mean he’d grown sloppy, slow, useless. 

Oh no, no, of course not. Why it’d rather become quite the opposite. The survivors unlucky enough to be cast into trials with him must’ve done something to displease the Entity, to be dropped into an enclosed space when the bloodlust boiled within him. He’d lost nearly all his patience for his stealth specialized moves, preferring to go gunning for them like a bloodhound, the panicked survivors darting in all directions like brainless hares. 

The anger within him had lent him harsher swings and quicker slashes, his knife finding the spots that were sure to cause maximum pain, for choked gasps and grunts and unbridled screams. To revel in the blood that would coat him nearly head to toe at the end of each trial. 

Hooks were too kind of an end for the survivors, Ghostface would ensure a complete mori of each and every survivor. Able to feel the haze settle for just a moment while his knife would dart in and out of their soft flesh until it was too torn to take any more of his anger. 

But reset deaths could only take him so far, could soothe the growing fire within him only so long before he’d snap. By the fog, if Meg didn’t show her cute little butt soon, he’d be sure to find the survivor camp himself and drag her out with his own two-

An abrupt, panicked scream from above shattered the killer out of his musings, snapping his head upwards to catch sight of a falling figure above him. By pure instincts, Ghostface lashed out to catch her, a female slamming right into his arms, scrambling to grab him around the neck as her body trembled from the fall. 

The killer tilted his head down to catch a proper full sight of her, freezing stone still as a familiar, red headed runner was planted right in his arms, focused on vehemently muttering choice words to the disappearing Entity above. 

His ribbons had stilled in his moment of surprise, and now excitedly regained their wagging, twirling to and fro, darting closer to gently brush against Meg’s form while the killer could only stare mutely at his favorite survivor, dropped right into his own arms. 

Meg finally seemed to register that someone had caught her, turning to face him before she froze, body completely still as her wide, terrified eyes stared up at him. Her mouth dropped open slightly, a small, startled noise escaping as her grip unconsciously tightened around his neck. 

(Like a rabbit, that freezes before the hunting dog, hoping it’s gaze will pass over it if it dares not breathe.)

Ghostface’s lips twitched, before stretching into a full blown, wolfish grin, drawing her closer tightly as the survivor finally snapped out of her shock, scrambling to break out of his hold. 

“Hi baby,” he purred, easily holding her flailing figure in place to plant a kiss on her forehead, the redhead grimacing and shuddering in response. 

“Did you miss me?” He cooed, drawing her closer, tighter against himself as Meg tried to shove at his chest, kicking into open air. He rubbed his cheek against her head, akin to an affectionate cat, while the survivor tried to claw at him with blunt nails. 

“I missed youu. On my sweet girl~” Ghostface sighed silently in relief, feeling the tenseness ease from his figure, his ribbons idly entangling around her legs to keep her in place. Meg snapped to them too late, while Ghostface easily spun to a new direction, happily trotting off to a more private part of the woods instead of the killer campfire. 

Oh he’d missed her, and he wasn’t about to let anyone else catch sight of her. Meg was the opposite of complacent in his grip, kicking and fighting and scratching (really, you’d think he was holding some feral cat instead of a survivor). Her gaze darted to his exposed neck, freezing as her thoughts flashed across her face, hands twitching as she battled within herself. 

Ghostface fought to keep from bursting out laughing. How opportunistic, how cute. Not that he’d blame her of course, he’d given her his own fair share of marks to recall him by, some visible above the limits of her clothing, others more private. It’d be quite adorable for her to do the same for him now. 

Oh well. 

He gave her another bold, grinning peck on her face as Meg startled and renewed her fighting, squeezing her closer. The two of them had a lot of time they needed to make up for, and he excitedly relayed it to the horrified expression growing on the survivor’s face, his ribbons curling tighter around her in anticipation. 

He’d have to find some way to thank the Entity afterwards, for dropping such a wonderful gift right into his arms.

[thecatchat]

Blurry. Delete. Blurry. Delete. Hmm. Crop. Nope, delete. Too zoomed in. Delete. Blurry, again. Delete. Delete. Delete.

Jed continued flicking through his camera roll at his latest subject. Meg Thomas. A track and field upstart who passed on a full-ride scholarship to take care of her ailing mother, worked at the local library full time, and was cursed to end up blurry in nine out of ten photos taken of her.

Maybe he was exaggerating. He rapidly deleted another three photos in a row, eye twitching in frustration. Maybe he wasn't exaggerating. He had never had as much bad luck with motion blur as he did with Meg. Even when photographing his own kills, people struggling, thrashing, and fighting for their lives, he didn't get this many blurry photos.

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BEHOLD THE JEDMEG FIC!!! PART 1!!!!

@slashthrashandcrash @unnamed-blob

[riliancaprice]

Inspired by this years Twisted Masquerade! A remake of the one I did with Ghosty and Feng. I just love Meg and GhostFace, so I had to put them together this time.

[etherial-enby]

Hi I'm Etheria Lundon 18

You can call me Eth, Etheria, or lundon

I go by they/them pronouns and ID as a lesbian

I like

Comics (DC mostly but know a good bit about marvel too)

Dead by daylight (proud ghostmeg truther)

Writing (on the off chance I remember i can)

Resident evil

One piece (still in the east blue currently)

Sandersides

Creepypasta (I'm not really familiar with the marble hornets though)

Crochet and sewing (but dabble in a bit of everything)

Art (digital, watercolor, acrylic)

Do NOT interact if you

Don't support gay rights

Don't support trans rights

Don't think those rights apply to intersex people

Agree with Israel (free Palestine 🍉)

[final-girl-kestrill]

I love me some Ghostmeg uwu

this was a request for @questionedturkey on twitter

[the-duke-of-deodorant]

If I were to start streaming minecraft here’s why I think you should follow me and watch things

1) I can build kind of okay I build a lot

2) Wholesome content ig?

3) I’m collecting an army of ducks for the single reason of having infinite eggs to bake cakes and pie with and if I were in a server I would be constantly giving everyone cake and pie because I have so much and I would throw eggs at my enemies 

4) I bet if I were on dsmp me and tommy/ghostommy would bond over liking women and being lesbians

5) Unmedicated adhd chaoticness that’s probably entertaining 

6) Thembo moments

7) There aren’t many she/they streamers so there’s that

8) If I were to die I think ghostmeg would be an extremely wholesome character that just builds an entire city out of boredom 

9) I’m actually thinking about streaming now 

[misschief6-9]

Inktober day 18 Ghost Meg I've been thinking about different aspects of the Disney leading ladies and decided to do some fanarts - - #disney #meghurcules #ghostmeg #inktober #inktober2017 #fanart #disneyfanart #megarahercules #megaraghost #ghost #halloweentheme #fanart #disneyleadinglady #ink #hurcules #hurculesfanart

[slashthrashandcrash]

I saw Danny (not you) open a locker in Meg earlier and honestly I think seeing a drawing of him looming over her when she’s trapped like that would heal me

peekaboo~!

[slashthrashandcrash]

Meg and her boyfriend that she says doesn't bite but actually bites really hard

[slashthrashandcrash]

Ghostface, Meg in thigh highs

His reaction is needed

if those legs aren't wrapped around his head in the next 10 seconds not even the entity is going to be able to revive the other survivors in this trial

[slashthrashandcrash]

The biggest appeal about shipping GhostMeg is that Danny gets to be so fucking annoying

[slashthrashandcrash]

Hear me out:

Toxic YAOI ghostmeg.

okay but only because it's funny making ghostface be a menace

[slashthrashandcrash]

All the ladies on my mom's side of the family start going grey in their 20's and I decided that Danny is going to beat the old man allegations even less now

[slashthrashandcrash]

@dilophosauridae455 i like the Bug Man.............he will be assimilated into my own Daniel Son of John brainrot..................