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televised-eyes · 2 months
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*me on my deathbed*
grandkids: *crying* what is she saying???
me: neil…neil gaiman…he said…there’s an invisible and unbreakable line that joins crowley and aziraphale…
grandkids: …
me: … my god he was so real for that … *dies*
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ghost-proofbaby · 8 months
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a man said the most eddie-coded thing about me that i genuinely cannot stop thinking about it days later but he doesn’t know that i know he said what he did
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ottersdontdance · 3 days
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some fashion girlies need to be stopped, why did i just see you put a sheer slip over grey sweatpants and COWBOY BOOTS??
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happybird16 · 2 years
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Annual reminder to please please please be extra kind to retail workers this week!!
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girasolreves · 1 year
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Gonna be real … don’t know if I can watch the Teen Wolf movie cause I’m still haunted by Tyler’s video of him slapping his dick in ‘17
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wurm-food · 1 year
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Watching Stampede episode 4 with Wolfwood putting his fingers in Punisher’s holes like ME NEXT ME NEXT 🙋🏼‍♀️🙋🏼‍♀️
THAT SCENE IS SO SEXUAL TO ME I CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT IT where do I sign up??? 🥵🥵
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roseg96 · 1 year
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So I got a new coat and leggings for Christmas and set off into town with my boyfriend, as soon as I get off the bus I fell flat on my face. No idea what I tripped on and this happens all the time, so I’m now convinced I’m haunted and I just have a ghost like Julian that follows me around and shoves me over in public when I’m least expecting it.
Thanks for coming to my TED talk 🫠🕺
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pop-punklouis · 1 year
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So brave of you to mention Waffle House on this blog 💜 We haven't forgotten 💜
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said stud phase
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fangedsaint · 2 years
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i wanna sleep someone blow my brains out
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torilini · 2 years
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absolutely going to draw more of this little beast but once upon a time @valiisi held me at gunpoint and said “shave it off. shave off the beard. let me see it. do it for my son.” And then I did and now we all have to see it
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house-of-slayterr · 2 years
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It was a typo ONCE tumblr, ONE TIME!!!
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redberriepi · 2 months
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I wish there was an undo button for thoughts.
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kewpiekills · 4 months
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christaspirit · 11 months
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So um… I’ve had a lightbulb in my room that’s been dead for several weeks, maybe months at this point. I never got around to replacing it cause I feel like my light’s too bright.
Um… it just turned back on. On its own. I was in my room, the light was on, and then it suddenly got brighter.
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deadsetobsessions · 5 months
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Danny Fenton is so damn sick of rich fruit loops. It’s worse now, since he’s one of them.
It’s not Vlad that he’s with, thank the Ancients, but Danny isn’t sure that this is better.
Because he’s Timothy Drake, a baby, and he’s been reincarnated after the Ancient of Reincarnation accidentally drank too much wine.
He’s going to kick their ass so hard when he gets back.
Danny huffs. He rolls over, ignoring the silent manor. Sure, he’s read the comics. Sure, he laughed and imagined being adopted by Batman- come on, Danny had black hair and blue eyes even back then, he was totally adoption bait- when his parents gave him reason to lose trust in their love. But that’s it, that’s all he thought it was. A day dream, a wish for a universe that didn’t exist.
Danny hadn’t understood the reality of the whole Infinite Realms thing, a place he was now the King of. Batman? Real. Danny? Reincarnated. Hotel? Trivago.
Like, this wasn’t what he meant, dammit.
And now he’s stuck as Timothy Drake, and Ancients, he was starting to see parallels.
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Danny tried photography. He really did. He wanted to at least stick to the source material. But that’s not who he is. Even with the shiny new brain that memorized, catalogued, and put together clues at the snap of his fingers, but Danny’s never been one to take photos. It’s a respectable art, for sure, but Danny preferred to live in the moment instead of capturing it to remember forever. It’s just-
He watched the Graysons fall. He watched Dick Grayson turn into Robin. And Danny can’t and won’t ever betray his Obsession like that, ever again. He can’t let Jason die for his “story” to begin. That’s not how Danny works.
He’s there to protect.
Danny hasn’t ever been just Tim. Danny was also Tim and the Ghost King without a haunt. But now? Gotham is his haunt. He, in lieu of an actual city spirit, is Gotham. He’s also a Drake. And Drakes were meant to hoard.
Batman and Robin? They are his.
He claimed them, as a Drake. But that claim is weak. So he claimed them as their city, and that is a claim that will never be able to be challenged.
Danny’ll be damned before he allows some lanky starved clown beat the life out of one of his Robins. So, for the first time in his nine years on this planet, Tim-Danny goes ghost and flies.
“Who- who. Are you?” Robin slurred from his place in Danny’s hold. He is broken, yes. But not dead. Danny infuses some of his vitality, his ecto, into Jason’s injuries to help them heal.
“Gotham.” Danny replied, layering his ghostly voice with those of the city.
“Goth’m?”
“Gotham. Sleep, little bird. Your city has got you.”
When Robin, Jason, settled with a sense of trust that tugs at Danny’s core, Danny carried him to Batman, whose eyes were wild and manic. He glared menacingly at the green and white ghost in front of him, who was holding his broken and beaten son-
Well, it’d be menacing if Danny hadn’t watched him eat bricks and mortar, crashing into a building while using his grappling gun.
“You-”
“I am Gotham.” Danny cut him off. Despite his wary nature and natural paranoia, Batman settled at his city’s gaze rested on him. Danny knew that Batman recognized his city. Batman’s head bowed, but his eyes stayed on Robin. “You were supposed to take care of Robin.”
“I- I know.” And that voice was all Bruce Wayne the Dad instead of Batman the Vigilante. Danny gently placed Robin in Batman’s arms, taking in the tremors as he held his son close.
“Go back, Bruce. And make sure Jason knows how much you love him.”
He laughed as Bruce whipped his head upwards. “I am your city. You are mine as much as I am yours. I’ve known of you before you were born.”
Technically? Not untrue. But Bruce will chalk it up to weird magic shit. It’s not like it’s a secret that Gotham’s kind of curse. Besides, this way, Danny will be able to help out more often. And Bruce won’t be able to connect Tim Drake to the “Spirit of Gotham.”
“Return, my knight. This is not your city. I can not protect you as well as I can in Gotham.”
“Thank you… Gotham.”
Danny sighed. He wondered when he’ll have to field questions from a John Constantine. He’s pretty sure Bruce will call in magical help, even if it was his own city he was investigating.
Batman’s lucky Danny liked him enough to allow it.
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