#the ghosts of fics not yet finished

[missbattyao3]

Me: *Staring at 14k worth of words for the final chapter of a fic* Are you long enough? Do I need more context here? Is this emotionally resonating enough to finish on?

Multiple Other in Progress Fics: *Mourning in The Distance* What about usssss.

Me: Holy fuck, when did my house become haunted?

[patritxi]

Jonsa edit inspired by @cellsshapedlikestars (ganymede_elegy)'s story The Haunting of Harrenhal

But what really shakes him is the idea that she cares what he thinks. That she doesn't want him to think she's silly or foolish for believing (he doesn't, he wants to tell her that her belief makes him feel a certain way, makes him want to believe, too, if not in ghosts than in something, anything).

[coolcoolcoolbutwtf]

Now presenting Danny the impy jester and his co henchmen joker junior!

Getting knocked down from the warehouse ceiling rafters and landing painfully face first on the very hard floor was decidedly not something Trixter, formerly known as Danny Fenton had ever wanted to experience again.

Hearing you boss's tiny duplicate kidnapped torture kinda son get thrown into the discarded pile of mattress with a loud "uff" was also something he didn't want to hear but for a entirely different reason. Joker didn't like failure.

Failure hurts. Well, his pre beating by way of concrete floor would probably be enough of a lesson until he got busted from juvi, again.

It's just his luck, the one time they fight at the back of an absolutely packed mattress store warehouse and he gets to land on the one spot on the concrete floor without any mattress or padding whatsoever!

Trixter groaned lifting his head from the floor up while using his right hand to lift his glove checking the time. The watch unlike Danny didn't groan while seeing the time. Didn't either when the feeling of blood slightly dripping to his lips started and definitely did not when his nose furiously started gushing.

Trixter did groan loudly when the realization came thundering back into focus.

Both of them, him and joker junior just lost, both of them failed at keeping Batman busy long enough while joker and Harley set up five streets away.

The boss always gets so mad whenever they fail at keeping the bat busy long enough and getting caught on top of that? He's always so pissed at having his goons busy busting his henchmen out from prison.

Won't be long now before that bat and his annoying sense of justice sends his black and white jester butt back to arkham's juvi for the mentally unstable, again. This would be the first time Junior got caught since joining the official joker 'family'.

Trixter shudders slightly his breathing forming clouds ears suddenly feeling cold from the wind. Wait, full stop, wind, cold wind? It's summer and it can't be that cold now and Mr. Freeze is locked up tight in Arkham since last week's ice sculpture incident so how?

Movement from the mattress pile junior landed in alerted Trixter to swirl his to the left. Missing when the glow from the floor below himself started to stretch into patterns the cold wind now making frost form on the walls and windows. Dark green symbols forming on every wall its green glow growing in intensity.

Batman's dark silhouette landed a few meters away from the pile of mattresses turning his head around alert.

Trixter sneaked his way over to the pile using just the tinyest amount of ghost power for help. Blood was still rapidly dripping from his nose when he started giving junior a rough shake. The tiny joker had apparently passed out when he landed or maybe Batman knocked him out. Whichever it was didn't matter what did matter was junior needing to wake up right now. Batman was distracted if they could just sneak away long enough for the joker and Harley to finish.

A loud ticking sound started to echo. Joker couldn't have set it off here right now could he!?

No that wasn't right. The sound was to clear the ticking sounded from right above them! But it being so close was impossible he would have heard it with his heightened senses and not to mention see it with how close it sounded. Ugh! Where was all this green light coming from! Wasn't it supposed to be a laughing gas bomb in the park? This sounded like a normal bomb timer not one of the joker's laughing ones!

The green glow became blinding Danny Trixter gripped junior Tim shoulder tighter. A muffled cry of a NO was echoed!

Trixter woke up to sand in his face and the burning heat of fire licking his back. The thick smell and feel of smoke hanging heavy and low in the air. Green dyed hair scruffed his chin. Danny sighed letting out a breath of relief he didn't know he was holding. Trixter turned his head confused looking over his shoulder back at a large building. Was it a warehouse on fire?

Where ware they? This Is not, can't be anywhere in Gotham. Sure a building aflame was a common enough site but. There is like sand everywhere, it's not like it's dirty no it's, fudge bread sticks are they in the desert?

Wait a moment. Flaming warehouse in a desert? Oh, oh fuck. That's just their luck, fuck. Trixter has heard enough bragging from the joker to know where they are. Those lights, green glow ugh this is just his fucking luck isn't it?

Danny had a history with "history time travel portals" e.i alternative universe travel.

"Squeak!" Trixter cursed he may have died before but he ain't taking any chances with Batman now. Trixter shock his head the cap and bells on his head cling-klanged loudly. Too loudly it appeared if the Batman pointy eared shaped figure in the short distance away quick motions was anything to go by.

Butter biscuits!

Trixter knew his jester demon thing disguise worked great in case of scaring people or tricking someone into believing he was an actual demon. Better demon than ghost but in this case he didn't think it would matter. Batman hadn't been scared, shocked, spooked or even very surprised

It was rather insulting actually.

An angry Batman could probably beat a half ghost and former Robin electrocute into a mini joker. Danny looked down quickly then up again, mini joker, joker just blew up Batmans Robin, junior currently looks like a mini copy of joker and Trixter a fucked up black and white Harley.

It's not like Trixter could even really explain! He wouldn't even have a chance to try explaining. Unless Batman knew cursed jester squeak's speak both junior and him were in for a world of trouble.

God, should he maybe try and make junior not look so joker-esk? Maybe try and smudge his makeup off? Yes definitely do that and hide the flower, wait just take the hole jacket!

Trixter could definitely hide most of juniors joker looking clothes in his chest cavity! His chest has a portal space in It, one of the reasons why joker even brings him out on heist! Trixter might even have some normal-ish clothes for a change or makeup remover.

"Jason! Jason is that you?" The shape was much more Batman shaped then before was approaching fast but with all the smoke it would be hard, was from the way Batman was calling out. Jason was that the name of the second Robin? Did Batman think Trixter was him? Danny looked back down to where his gloved hands were still smudging juniors makeup. His palm and fingers staind red from lipstick and pink from the white paint mixing. Tim Let out a loud groan.

"Jason!" The smoke was thick Batman couldn't see well but was steadily making his way towards them. Trixter fought himself. He could maybe fly away for a bit with junior but his only way of flying in this form required him to grow wings. He wouldn't be able to take them away without cutting them off. It hurts so bad but if Batman sees them. A twitch from junior made Trixter steal himself.

He.

"Jason?" Trixter looked up alarmed a squeak escaping him how was Batman so close!

[sacred-coffin]

QUINTESSENCE GHOULS <3

They often fall into leadership positions. In the band this doesn't mean too much, because technically their real "leader" is their papa, but quint ghouls tend to be the ones other ghouls turn to when they need help or to feel safe. On top of that, quint ghouls have a lot of sway over other ghouls. They're very compelling.

Part of this manifests as my FAVORITE HEADCANON- Quintessence ghouls have a unique sound they can make that compels the ghouls they're bonded with to group up/pay attention/etc.

it's kinda like the jerma teacher noise

I think all ghouls can make a variety of special noises, but quint ghouls are the only truly compelling ones.

Humans usually can't perceive these noises, but since ghouls bond by being in close proximity, people in the abbey start being able to hear these noises after a while. It doesn't have the same affect on humans, though, and it's easy to miss unless you're really close with the ghouls (like the Papas). The noise is very loud and hard to ignore for ghouls. It can be unnerving for ghouls who aren't bonded to the one making the noise.

ANYWAYS. I have noises picked out for Omega, Aether, and Phantom that I'm going to put below the cut as well as what they tend to use it for & how they feel about it :) no noise for Delta, because he was not a natural born quint ghoul, so he never developed that noise.

VERY big shout out to @plaquerat for helping me sort out these sounds and sorry I literally just made last minute changes. again.

OMEGA: he sounds like a shoebill stork. It comes from deep in his throat. He doesn't make this noise very often, but when he does it scares the fuck out of people in the abbey if they can hear it. He's one of the first three quint ghouls they had around, and the first to actually "lead" a pack of ghouls so nobody. knew he could do that until it happened.

Usually he only ever makes that noise when he's really annoyed with everyone and he needs them to shut up and listen. Sometimes he'll use it when they're split up, too. He doesn't like forcing the other ghouls to pay attention to him, so he only does this when he really has to.

AETHER: he sounds like a northern cardinal, specifically those longer sustained notes. He whistles. He is absolutely no stranger to making this noise, because he ended up with a bunch of ghouls to look after and they're a rowdy bunch. It's not really a discipline thing, though, he just gets really worried about everyone, so he's always wanting to bring everyone together and check in.

PHANTOM: he sounds like a brown bat :) from high up in his throat. His noise is quieter than most, because he doesn't have much experience using it and because he's young. His friends hear him loud and clear though! ...Copia is still figuring it out.

Phantom absolutely abuses the noise once he realizes the effect it has on everyone. He wants a cuddle pile NOW. Phantom isn't much of a leader, even though he tried to be at first, so usually he just uses it for attention (or in very specific scenarios where it's that agreed he needs to make a signal for everyone)

COPIA: he can’t actually make a real quint ghoul noise, but he’s convinced he can whenever he makes the jerma teacher noise. Everyone stops and looks at him because they’re confused as fuck and go to check on him.

[happysaddca]

I'm concerned that in about a month I've managed to write nearly 30k of an AU of an AU of an AU.

[pa-pa-plasma]

quite frankly i am shocked & disappointed with the Phandom for the lack a werewolf AUs. where is your fucking awoo

[sunshine-soprano]

guess what

i’m back

new chapter for those still interested sorry it’s been nearly a year since the last update lmfao

[frostbite-the-bat]

sorry for the wonky brightness on these!! my room has no good lightning. SO! I decided to just draw the stuff i want instead of waiting for my brain to write a fic about it, considering how perfectionistic i am, i'll never get there.

here's an explanation for all that happens! (btw theres more detail but i wrote this specifically to be short and assuming u know some stuff urself already!!) gary adoption arc

[localcrustrat]

"Hello! The cats are adorable aren't they?" Ghost looked towards the familiar voice.

“Yeah. I’ve always been more of a dog person but these cats are really cute,” Ghost stooped gently petting a pure black cat that rubbed against his leg.

“That’s Ghost, I'm surprised he came over to you,” the cat jumped onto Simon’s broad shoulders and laid down purring.

“What’s your name bonnie?” The Brit smiled, he had missed the Scotsman and now finally being able to see him again felt like seeing the sun after he dug himself out of that grave.

“Gh-,” he cleared his throat. “Simon, It’s nice to meet you. What's your name?”

“I’m John, the owner of the cafe. It's great to see a new face around here. Can I get you anything to drink?” Tea Simon thought he was reminded of Las Almas.

“Tea please,” John muttered something that sounded a lot like fuckin brits. 

“Do you live around here?” John asked, making conversation.

“Yeah, I have an apartment close by and I'm opening a mechanic shop up the road,” John handed Simon his tea in a to-go cup, the SAS tattoo catching his eye.

“That’ll be nice, you could stop in here on your breaks then!” he joked.

“I could,” he solidified. Simon’s heart thumped. “You’re military?” He kept his tone light and friendly.

“Yeah! I was medically discharged but I was SAS. What about you?” he asked.

“I was part of 141,” Ghost turned away, hiding his face and took a drink from his tea before pulling his mask back up.

“Callsign if I may ask?” John asked.

“Ah callsign Ghost,” John smiled.

“Fitting, callsign Soap. I specialized in demolition and trained as a sniper, a one man cleanup team,” he joked. Ghost set down a couple quid for his tea and shoved another bill into the tip jar.

“It’s been wonderful meeting you Johnny. I gotta go, I’ll see you later,” Simon walked over to one of the cat towers and let cat-ghost off his shoulders and left with a little wave to John. As soon as the large brit left John leaned forward and sighed deeply. 

“God he was hot,” he muttered to himself. 

[dilfsuzanneyk]

thinking about that one fic where pat and the captain are teachers and they go on a field trip and they both speak french. thinking about the captain being a sort of malewife. thinking about how if he speaks both french and is a malewife then he is kind of like gomez addams. thinking about gomez's line where he says "you know what it does to me when you speak french" to morticia.

[natasha-in-space]

Why am I suddenly thinking about a butler!SE Saeran/princess Natasha au.......

[pyrriax]

hi utopia :] hrrmm what can i ask you. what’s your favorite fic you’ve ever written

hi scooter!! thats a tough question, ooo.....

in terms of true fanfic, i'd have to say thats asomatous . that fic absolutely reconstructed how i go about writing, since it really just turned out Right.

but, if i bend it a little to include some of my more. original-but-still-inherently-fannish works, then i mean. i have to point to where the dust settles (which i swear im working on its not abandoned ive just been plagued by terralith)

[ramonahblog]

I'm just never gonna finish writing a cbs ghosts fic.

[okaycvpid]

i just really wanted to say hi so

HI GHOSTIE!! ⸜(*ˊᗜˋ*)⸝ <3

:DDDD!!! HI GHOST !!! <333

[kastlequill]

wishing i had the power to write very fast because i have so many ideas for so many vastly different ships but so little time and speed. and thats how i end up with lots of half-written first drafts :<

[eightfifteen]

Reading a Ghost fic and i'm so excited!!!