#to a human oc in a ghost au

[multi-purpose-paperclip]

more human julius but this time hes a member of the hit band Ghost! kaboom 💥

hes also ALSO known as spiral or uzumaki/maki (courtesy of @pittedcasket :3). silly guy has a lotta names

[miramelo]

[eye-draw-things]

Believe it or not, this is a phighting OC.

[ahollowmelody]

HK: OC Autumn Extras

[cloudofbutterflies92]

We all agree that the Alone skin for Ghost as a memento of everyone (like Gaz's hat, Soap's arm/tattoo), so he is not truly alone. That being said, what memento he would have of Eden? 👀

Oh my god this is a very interesting question 👀 and I'll answer you that since we're talking about Eden I think he wears her wedding ring next to his dog tag, as if to say "the only thing I don't want to lose is the loyalty I have for her even if I'm alone now" :(((

[dollygirl808]

Spoiled Rotten! (Zombie Yandere)

MDNI 🔞

Masterlist

Half!Zombie/Zombie Hybrid Yandere Simon "Ghost" Riley x Original Female Character (Freya)

Fingering, eating out, use of slut and Princess. One-shot for now (I can't control myself)

Smut under cut

Freya stomped away angrily from masked man, making her footsteps much louder than she should, letting out an exasperated groan.

Ghost followed silently, trying his best to quell the urge to snatch her up and drag her back to the safe house, and lock her up in the attic for safekeeping.

After several minutes of this, she whirled around, pointing an accusatory finger at the man, "Stop! Stop following me!" She whisper yelled, although the pretense of being quiet was long forgotten in their heated yelling match earlier.

It's not as though they hadn't had this same exact fight many times before, it was a complicated issue. She didn't blame or fault the man, he was simply doing what his brain told him he had to do to keep her safe. But when his brain told him to murder a man and his son in broad daylight, then quickly consume their cooling corpses as she sat tied up to a tree, a few feet away and half naked from where the younger boy had stripped her and attempted to rape her, well.

Like she said, it's a complicated issue.

She wasn't wholly mad at him, mostly just pissed off at herself for needing Simon to come to her rescue yet again, as if she hadn't been living and surviving in the zombie apocalypse for the past 8 years perfectly fine on her own before him.

It made her feel weak, incapable of protecting herself or living on her own. And that made her scared.

And sometimes she wanted to blame him and his ever-present helicopter-ing over her life and growling at or shooting down, or simply ripping into like a paper bag, of any human or zombie or hybrid that came her was and he considered a threat.

His constant, obsessive protection was the reason she let her guard down so much more often than she used to, the reason she got to relax at night known Ghost rarely slept and would keep a watch on her from afar, even after they had gotten into another fight and she had 'run away' with a group of survivors, weather it be hours or days or weeks or months, eventually they'd get separated, killed off or ambushed by something or someone, and every time he would be right there, coming to her side with a low hum, or shooing away another undead with a possessive growl.

Sometimes she just wanted to talk to other people! How hard was that to accept?!

Ghost just stood there, one dark brown eye and one glazed over white eye staring at her in turn, hands hanging by his side, not even blinking. Talking to that man was like arguing with a fucking brick wall.

"UGH!" She yelled, turning on her heel again and making her way to the safezone.

He reached out, long limbs overtaking her in just a second as he grabbed her wrist and stopped her from moving, "You're acting like a spoiled brat," He huffed out, half amused and half annoyed as he towered over her and looked down at her, eyes narrowing.

"That's because you treat me like a fucking child!" She snapped, punching him in his arm hard. He didn't flinch or budge. "You're overhearing! Your like a fucking helicopter parent! I can protect myself!"

Simon growled low, eyebrows furrowing as he stepped closer and held up his other, gloved hand, "You got yourself kidnapped," He held up one thick finger, "You let yourself get taken to another location," Another finger, this time his middle, "You were five seconds away from being raped," His ring finger, "And none of that would have happened if you hadn't had another one of your little tantrums." He seethed, then grabbed her by her throat, pulling her nose-to-nose.

"You are making my job harder than it needs to be," He rumbled out low and angry, fingers tightening around her throat as she squirmed under his heated glare, "You're acting like a spoiled brat, so I'm treating-" The man flinched back, his words being interupted as she spat in his face, the saliva landing on the cheek of his skull mask.

"I'm sick of seeing your stupid fucking face!" Freya hissed out, thrashing her body in his hold to no avail.

Ghost went deadly silent, still staring in the direction he had flinched after being spat at. He let go of her arm and wiped it off with the back of his glove, then slowly turned his head to look at her.

Not a single word was spoken, but his hand did squeeze down, now cutting off her blood flow. Her breath hitched, and she had to fight off a giddy, bratty smile as he choked her. She was supposed to be angry at him because he made her feel week, and not horny because of it!

But, fuck- if he'd just squeeze a little hard, choke her a little more, loom over her with that hungry look, and dragged her into one of the empty houses nearby, maybe she could forgive him, if only he'd stuff her poor empty pussy again-

His mask twitched upwards, just a little, around where she suspected his mouth was, "You're getting off on this."

She nodded with a small smile, a flush coming to her cheeks as the angery quickly melted away into *need.* Maybe she wasn't upset with him at all, maybe she was being ridiculous and she was just too sexually frustrated to have remembered to keep her guard up when she was out with that father and son duo on a small raiding party.

He chuckled, a deep and rough sound from low in his throat as he pulled her flush against him now, surely smirking under his stupid mask as he leaned his head down her neck, rubbing the nasal bone of his mask over her skin as he took a deep breath in of her scent.

"What's wrong? Your little human not big enough for you, greedy little thing? Not satisfying my little slut?" He rumbled out, amusement laced in his heady tone.

"No," She sighed out, baring her neck to him as her head leaned back.

"No?" He promted, pulling away now, which had her shaking her head, and gripping at the tactical vest he still wore.

"No, he's not you- nothing like you," Freya affirmed, looking up at him with pleading eyes. She was usually horny for the massive half human, half zombie man, but after spending the past week fucking a boy who knew nothing, she craved the man before her like never before.

He hummed, eyes leaving hers for just a second to scan their surroundings. After determining that it was safe, and picking a house, he started walking towards it, making her stumble and whine as she was forced to walked backwards.

The door wasn't locked, and after opening it and pushing her inside, he locked it behind them.

"If I fuck you, will you be a good girl and behave?" He asked, and she nodded, letting out a drawn out yes in response.

He stalked closer, like a predator on the hunt, and she was his helpless, small prey, "And you're going to listen to me, stop being a misbehaving brat and never set foot in that place again?"

She whined, sitting up on her elbows from where she had fallen. He was rarely this careless with her, only doing so when he was truly and thoroughly done with her shit. "I-I can't, all my stuff is still back in the house," She shook her head, "You'll have to let me go."

Ghost groaned, falling to his knees in front of her, "Don't," He huffed, and shuffled closer, one hand yanking her by her ankle as he cralwed between her legs, "Don't ask me that, Princess. Can't say no to you- don't ask that of me. Please," He begged as he undid the zipper on her jeans.

Freya's breath hitched as her pants were yanked down, "You have to let me go, Simon," She panted, now desperately kicking off her shoes and pants, "After, have to let me go after."

He yanked her pants off the rest of the way, throwing the offending fabric away as his large hands wrapped around her upper thighs and pulled her flush against his cargo pants, pressing his aching cock into her clothes cunt with a mutual moan, "No, I won't," He growled out, grinding down into her.

She moaned, wrapping her legs around his waist and letting him hold her up, "You will."

"I can't!" He snarled, slamming his fist into the carpeted ground, shaking the floorboards under them and temporarily pausing their mad dash to fuck like wild animals.

"You *will,*" Freya pressed, "Because I asked you. You will." Her hand slid down to the side of his neck, and her thumb hooked under the edge of his mask. When he didn't stop her, she pushed it up passed his nose, "Kiss me."

He obeyed, surging forward on his forearms as he kissed her hard, dominating her and her mouth. He longed to touch her bare skin, but he couldn't take his lips off her body long enough to pull his gloves off, so he trailed his kisses down her jaw and to her neck instead.

"Don't leave marks, Si," She whined, palm pressing at his forehead as she exposed her neck on instinct.

One gloved hand roughly yanked up both of hers, and pinned them. "Shut up," He growled, pushing her head to the side with his free hand and and bitting down into her flesh, not hard enough to break skin, but enough to make her squirm and moan.

"F-fuck, please Si, don't-" She gasped out, hips pressing up into him. Fully ignoring her, he pressed his hand to her mouth to muffle her as he marked her neck, marked what was his.

He sucked on a new spot until it was blotchy and red, then moved on to a third mark, this time at her shoulder, pushing her shirt collar out of the way with his nose as he sank his teeth into her, letting out a possessive growl into her skin.

She moaned into his palm, nails digging into the hand holding hers as he marks her, warm tounge lapping at his marks when he was done, his breathe which was much cooler than a humans should be, fanning over her face as he pulled away to admire his work. Her neck was now thoroughly marked, and he felt satisfied with his claim over her.

Ghost sat up, his legs spreading hers more as he ooened them wider, exposing her simply grey cotton panties. "You belong to me," He told her, dangerous, low, predator. "Always. You belong to me." His gloved thumb brushed down the center, making the fabric grow darker from her arousal.

"Yeess, Si, I'm yours," Freya promised, hips twitching from the simple touch, "I'm yours, always."

He did that a few more times, watching her squirm and attemt to press down on his hand. His thumb pressed between her folds, pushing the dark grey fabric between them.

"Who do you belong to?" He asked, arrogant smirk on his lips as he touched her through her panties.

"You, I belong to you!"

"Who?" He chuckled darkly, pausing as his finger brushed the edge of her panties.

"Simon! I belong to you, please, stop teasing me Si!" She begged him, panting from anticipation as she lay on the ground.

"That's right." He pulled the fabric down, taking his time as he brushed his gloved hands over her thighs, pulling the panties over her knees then off, sneakily pocketing it in his back pocket.

"You belong to me," He stated, hooking her legs over his hips, "He can't treat you like I can. I bet you haven't cum once all week, have you sweet thing? That's why you're so pent up, huh? He can't make you cum like I can?"

"No, only you Si- need you to help me cum, please," She moaned as he pressed one gloved finger into her, slowly sliding it back and forth.

Freya whined, more pleas slipping out of her mouth as she begged for more, more fingers, more of him. It made his cock ache to fill her, but not yet.

He slid a second finger in, curling them just right to make her gasp and arch up into him. "Oh god, missed your cock so much Si, please just fuck me, need you-"

"No."

She blinked her eyes open, panting, "What?"

"I said no. D'you think you deserve my cock, greedy little brat? You run away from me for a week, and you're gonna go back to the camp after I have my way with you, but you want my cock too? I don't think so."

"B-but, Si I-" She stuttered out, face flushed. Sure, she's been a bit of a brat lately, but he didn't want to fuck her?

"If you want my cock you know how to find me." He told her simply, fingers squelching embarrassingly loud inside her.

"Fuck-! Please?" She moaned, lashes fluttering as her head fell back.

He thrust his fingers into her, a deep and slow pace, "No." She let out little whines, upset and begging, but he ignored her as he fingered her pussy.

"Please!" She begged again, her ankles hooking behind his back to pull him closer.

Ghost groaned as he ground his cock into the back her her thigh, making him pause in his ministrations.

He growled out, annoyed, and forced her legs open and over his shoulders. Lowering himself on his stomach, he sucked on his own wet fingers with a moan as he tasted her for the first time in a while. After sucking out as much of her taste from his gloves as he could, he shoved his fingers back inside, and put tongue to clit.

Freya gasped as he lavished his tongue over her needy little pussy, noisy slurping up her arousal as it dripped between his fingers and sucking on her clit, making her moan and shake as he expertly brought her to the edge of orgasm with his thick fingers and broad tongue.

"Simon-! Simon-!" She moaned out, voice high pitched as her back arched off the carpet and her orgasm built up inside her, she was so close, she just needed a little more-!

He stopped suddenly and his head perked up, turned to the side, listening to sounds outside the door that she couldn't possibly catch even if she strained her ears, "Someone's coming," He looked back at her for a few seconds, still listening.

"They're far, but coming. Better cum quick, Princess," Simon teased with a cocky smirk, loving the way her eyes went wide and she shook her head wildly to protest- but it was no use, he was alrady diving back between her legs, doubling his efforts on her pussy to make up for the pause.

"No, no-!" She hissed out, then a moan slipped past her lips and she pressed her hand to her mouth hard.

She couldn't hear them yet, so hopefully they weren't close by, but her blood was also rushing in her head, and her breathing was coming out in harsh pants as she bucked her hips up into his eager face.

Her eyes rolled back as Simon curled his finger just right, his tongue flicking back and forth over her clit at the perfect angle, perfect speed- her thighs clamped down on either side of his face, entire body arching up into him as she came on his fingers, her raw moan only muffled by the fact that she had bit into her own arm to quiet her noises.

He pulled his fingers out with a wet squelch much too soon, but they didn't really have much time. He was already relapsing them with his tongue, moaning openly into her pussy as he tasted her, eating out the rest of her cum as she twitched and gasped from overstimulation, sock-clad foot kicking at his shoulder.

"S-stop!" She gasped wetly, saliva connected to her arm from where she had bit herself, "Oh god-" Her head thunked back onto the carpet with a dull sound as he used his fingers to scoop ar her walls like she was a finicky, poorly designed container.

And he continued to lap up her juices like a starved dog, messily eating her pussy like it was the last time he'd be able to, making his mask damp with her slick from where it had fallen back over his nose.

"Freya?" Knock knock knock, "Are you in there babes?" Jake's voice called from the other side of the door as he knocked.

She froze, then let out a hissed curse as she used Simon's momentary pause to push away from him and kick him away in the same motion, feet planted on his shoulders.

They had both too caught up in her orgasm to have noticed the man's approaching footsteps, and someone had gotten too greedy in eating her out, so she had to rush to yank her pants back up and shove her feet in her shoes.

"Yeah! One sec!" Freya called out, hoping her voice didn't sound as shakey as she felt, zipping and buttoning up her jeans.

Simon watched with an amused tilt to his lips as he licked at his slick-coated fingers, while she searched the floor frantically for her missing panties. After watching her for a few seconds, he led them up for her to see, chuckling when she lunged for them and he only held his hand higher, out of her reach.

"I aught to fucking kill you, you know that? You're fucking unsufferable!" She yelled at him, annoyed, nerves still frayed from her orgasm only a few moments ago.

"You wouldn't," He huffed out, amused as he tucked his little prize back into their hiding spot, safely stuffed in his back pocket.

She grumbled, face feeling far to flushed as she turned her back, quickly unlocking the door to stand face to face with Jake, her 'roommate' who she had been living with for the past two weeks, in the camp.

"Hey, babe- who were talking to?" He asked worridly as he looked past her into the house.

Ghost stepped forward, pushing the door open further as he brushed past them both, making sure to touch her hand with his soaked glove and bump the man's shoulder.

"Just a friend- we traveled together for a while, since I was 22. He doesn't like other people much, but I want to live in a safe zone with others. He wanted to convince me to come traveling with him again, but doesnt understand why I want to stay put," Freya explained, placing a hand on his chest.

Jake nodded, side-eyeing the much taller man nervously as he grabbed her hands. Glancing down, he had to do a double take as he saw her bruised and raw wrists, "Wait, what happened to your wrists?" He asked, thumb rubbing lightly at the rope marks on each wrist.

"Two of your palls though they'd tie her up and have their way- I took care of them both," Ghost grunted, standing off to the side as he watched the pairs reaction.

Jake's slightly suspicious, but greatful glance, and Freya's scoff and eye role. "I told you I was handling it."

"Yea, course you were Princess," Ghost huffed out of his nose, likely smirking under his mask.

"Did you guys kill them?" Jake asked in a low voice, setting his hand on her hip.

"Yeah, obviously." Freya glared at the masked for the tone of his voice when he said it.

"Please ignore him, he's not used to talking to people," She said sweetly, smiling at the man.

"Guess the run was a bust, huh? Do you wanna go back now?" Jake asked.

"Yeah," She nodded, "Let's head back inside the safe zone."

Ghost huffed, unsatisfied with her words but not surprised as he stood close by. "When you're done playin' house, you know how to find me Princess," He told her, brushing his dry glove against her cheek before turning around and stalking away, into the nearby forest.

[harveywritings92]

[monster au: feat. Snake man! Ghost (yes he still has the mask.), Ivy is the poor forest ranger who got caught roaming in Simon’s territory, he takes her back to his den and while he’s napping she manages to call her patrol partner Soap.]

Ivy (Orphan), whispering into her walkie-talkie: Hey, um, would you rescue me if I was caught by a snake?

Soap: Uh, How big a snake?

{She looks over the rock she’s hiding behind and stares at Ghost coiled at the cave entrance; blocking the only exit....]

Ivy: About Limo size?

Soap:...…..

Ivy: Soap?

Soap, walkie-talkie goes offline: 

Ivy: That fucker did not just hang-up on me!

[She hears a rattling noise behind her and glances back at Ghost to find him gone, a few seconds later she hears arguing outside, she cautiously goes to check and sees Soap there? and he was yelling at the giant snake man like he knew him....]

Ghost: I’m just doing what you told me to...

Soap: Oi, ya scaly bastard! When I said pick her up, I meant put on the charm, write a letter or pick some wild flowers as a gift, Not fookin’ kidnap her!

Ghost: But, I did give her a gift you saw it...

Soap, goes pale:...You’re the one that left that bloody bear’s head on her doorstep?! Steamin’ Jesus Si!

Ivy, interrupting: COULD SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!

{To put it simply Simon likes Ivy but has no idea how to court a human, Soap whose known about Simon’s existence for years, tries to be a wingman for the Snake man, but it’s not going to well...]

[ask-the-young-nor-westers]

The engines weren't the only ones with a good story-teller like Edward. Members of the younger workforce, like Raelynn, had a talent for ghost stories as well.

"Now, the spirit of the Engine Wheatley haunts the Tay bridge, along with all the other poor souls that drowned in that dreadful accident. Some engines who pass over say they can hear the sounds of wailing souls, along with the creaking groans of the bridge's supports."

[mkarchin713]

John and Maggie Brenton -Human Hunters

You know how in the Ghost Zone, Humans are the Ghosts well that got me thinking what would happen to ghost hunters who became ghosts.

Allow me to set the scene

….

The students of Casper High are going on a field trip to the Ghost Zone via the Fenton Portal and Specter Speeder. They run into trouble and get lost in the zone.

(I know this has been done to death but bear with me)

They all get flung into a corner of the zone that Team Phantom has never explored before. While trying to find there way home the Casper High Class run into John and Maggie Brenton-Human Hunters.

Now John and Maggie are basically the embodiments of what could happen to Jack and Maddie if they became ghosts. John and Maddie are so obsessed with ghost hunting it became their obsession in death. Since they couldn’t accept the fact they where now the very ghosts they feared/hates/hunted they have convinced themselves that ghosts are humans and humans are ghosts, this in not helped by the fact humans have intangibility in the zone. Now this pair of anti-Fentons/nega-Fentons/whatever are chasing the class through the zone trying to rip them molecule by molecule.

While on the run the humans find themselves in different ghostly areas like Undergrowth’s Lair (how will Sam react?) and the land of the dead of Ancient Egypt (will Tucker be Pharaoh?). They could meet various new characters from mythology, history, and straight out fiction (this is the infinite realms the possibilities are infinite)

All the while the Fentons have to deal with the fact they are now on the other end of the Bazooka as well as the fact that most of their theories about ghosts are wrong and the evidence is all around them. What’s worse is discovering their 14+ year old son and his friends know more about ghosts than they ever dreamed.

How are the humans going to make it back to the Fenton Portal without being dissected by human hunting ghosts or revealing Danny’s powers.

….

 potential DP tropes include; Everlasting Trio, Defect Quartet, Wes Weston, Ghost King Danny, Ghost Baby Danny, Little Baby Man, Liminal Team Phantom, Liminal Amity Park, Fenton Parents A+ Parenting, Reveal Gone Wrong, Reveal Gone Right, Pharaoh Tuck, Plant Sam, Vivisection/Dissection fic, and many more

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

I’m developing Ghostbur’s mother a little too much in this modern au. She is now an OC. I don’t know what her name is. I am taking suggestions 👀

[transingthoseformers]

Okay upon further thought it would've been so fucking interesting to see how MECH regarded Shockwave.

Just... Imagine them meeting Shockwave by chance, that would be such a terrifying scene for them. He'd have opinions on their projects, morality varies based on how one is writing Shockwave, but just. Imagine that. This also fits for Hazard but this post is for more than just the tfp au

Like also consider how CYLAS was on the Nemesis from s2 ep19 to s3 ep8, so a fairly significant while. CYLAS fascinates me for so many reasons and I feel like it would've been so fucking interesting if Shockwave noticed the pretty obvious Frankensteined together technoorganic (which MECH must've done well enough for CYLAS to live as long as he did with relative ease compared to all the other things that could have happened)

[dicediceking]

Day: 31 Fire

Happy Halloween!!

That other lil fire being is an oc, Ghost flame

And as a treat, 2 photos, the second is my little fusion of paintbrush, lighty, and fan

[jammyjams1910]

Aaaaa you must've thought I forgot abt my oc, Agnes

Well n O p cos here she be✨

Yes, it's mY turn to make a ghost oc

I'll do her bio and headcanons another time cos jesus- it was hard enough getting her design together

Just know that she's a ghost that roams Sodor

[idk-i-want-mcl-content]

monster high ocs save me

save me

save me monster high ocs

[ahollowmelody]

HK OC: Autumn

[salem-nightshade]

☀️⭐Seth Astral⭐☀️

Gender: Male (FtM Transgender)

Age: 18

Occupation: Daycare Attendant (Playtime)

Sexuality: Pansexual

Relatives: Jackson (Younger brother), and Mark (Twin brother)

Allies: Gregory (frenemy), Cassie, and the Glamrocks

Animatronic he haunts: Sun

Status: Deceased

Cause of death: Drowned

Injuries: Eyes gouged out, heart ripped out

Love Interest: Brandy (Boyfriend)

Enemies: Glitch trap, Vanny, and Fazbear Entertainment

Aliases: Solei (deadname), Sun, Sunny, Sunshine, Sun cake

Issue: Split Personality disorder, OCD, ADHD, and severe anxiety

Main Personality: Cheerful, energetic, and innocent (Second personality: Manic, and dead inside)

Likes: Cleaning, his job, his brother, playing with kids, art, and the daytime

Dislikes: Messes, rule breakers, and the darkness

Ghost form