I want to see people look at Phantom, really look at him, and realize that is a child. That is a dead child. And oh my god, he’s fighting other dead children. And suddenly Danny notices an odd uptake in people investigating missing children’s cases in Amity Park in the past ten years because the other day Phantom called Ember a rip-off of The Dazzlings from My Little Pony and how does he know what that is, are there tvs in the ghost zone?
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hobie x gn! reader
hobie is definitely an adamant tease. i also see him as like crazy perceptive ??? not only because he’s a spider person but also because he’s just an observer at heart, so whatever he does to you he knows what effect it has, mentally or physically.
whenever he wants to kiss you he always guides you by your chin. one, because he knows you love the hand placement, and two, because it’s easier to bring your plump lips to his own, and he can’t help but get eager at times.
hobie and you strolled down the chaotic streets of London, his lanky arm strung around the curve of your waist as you attempted to make your way to his apartment (attempted is the key word here, hobie lived about 5 minutes away from the pub y’all were visiting, but the walk was now reaching 10 minutes seeing as hobie couldn’t keep his hands off of you, not that you were in any rush).
“come on love, jus’ one lil kiss and I’ll leave you be, yeah?” hobie gently pleaded, peering down at you through his thickened lashes.
you set the palms of your hands against his chest, appreciating the slight flex of his pecs, and pushed him away from your figure, continuing to trot down the sidewalk, “no bee, we’ve been walking forever and my feet are tired. I’ll give you a kiss when we get home.” you dramatically gestured towards your aching feet, sighing at hobie’s raised eyebrow.
“well we can’t ‘ave that can we?” he inched his fingers down towards your thighs.
“nope, so if we can pick up the—” you squealed, latching on to hobie’s bicep and he held you close to his chest, his fingers curling around the crease underneath your knees, “hobie! what the hell!?”
“wha’? you said you was havin’ trouble, jus’ tryna be a good mate.” hobie tilted his head towards your pursed lips, chuckling at your pouting expression, “‘lowe it, ‘m not puttin’ you down.”
you sighed, peering back at hobie, “you just want to give me a kiss, huh?” you teased, placing a hand towards the crook of hobie’s neck.
“and what of it?” he adjusted you so he could bring the tip of his thumb and pointer finger to your chin, grasping it softly and guiding it towards his own. you indulge him, softly kissing the plush of his lips, humming in satisfaction.
“mhm, feeling cheeky today aren’t we bee?”
“been hangin’ ‘round me too much love, startin’ to sound like me.”
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imagine taking Reiner’s country ass on a luxury vacation for the first time in forever. Of course, farming makes him bank but he detests the idea of spending it on ‘frivolous things.’ That is until he’s watching you splash around in the most gorgeous blue waters he’s ever seen; wearing those brand new swimsuits you brought just for the occasion. Sunlight beaming down on your skin…going to dinner at a Michelin star restaurant in the island’s resort. Eating and drinking on wine and champagne so expensive, he nearly faints when he sees the price. But the greatest part of the whole trip? Is when he gets to bend you over the railing of the balcony in the five star hotel suite…hooking his fingers around your throat as he feeds you the most vicious backshots. The ripple of your ass mimicking the waves of the ocean nearby, with your pussy getting equally as wet and he simply can’t get enough. Only after ripping you out of that designer dress and insisting you leave those YSL heels on. He’s never been much for the ritzy life but this view? Might just change his mind. Money well spent in his opinion..
“Damn, I think I could get used to this..”
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