#bells-and-crypts

[onlyghoststories]

Meet an AU version of my Muse! Send “ZAP!” and I will write a closed starter for one of my AUs that you have not interacted with! “ZAP!” Cryptie - [Bells-and-Crypts]

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Amicus peered outside of his cabin, which was nestled within a dense forest. Taking a small bag, he sprinkled some of the contents in front of his door. Spying a figure, he nearly bolted back inside, but stopped. His brow creased with worry once he realized that it was no monster he was looking at. 

“You!” he called, “You, there! Boy! What are you doing? Come inside, quickly! Before the goblins get you!”

[askthehatboxghost]

" U-Uncle Tommy? Have you seen G'an'pa anywhere? I can't find him! I'm kinda scared..." - Cryptie {Bells-And-Crypts}

“Oh? It’s alright, lad,” Thomas assured him, patting Cryptie’s shoulder, “We spooks may look a little frightening, but we’re only interested in enjoying our afterlives, really. Even if you crossed a nasty poltergeist, we’re sworn to keep mortals safe. That creepy creep would be gone before you can say ‘Grim Grinning Ghosts’.” 

“Now,” he said, “who is your grandfather? I’m sure we can find him if we look together.”

[theheadlessgroom]

" Send (ノﾟДﾟ)八(ﾟДﾟ )ノ for a starter where both of our muses are children. "(ノﾟДﾟ)八(ﾟДﾟ )ノ!! With Isabella from - {Bells-And-Crypts} (( this could be interesting- If you wanna that is ))

((Ooh, yes!))Randall kicked up the dirt outside the Pace home, cheerfully kicking away clumps of dust and rocks, a little fascinated by watching the little clouds rise up and encircle his already-dirt laden plants and shoes. He just had to be careful, make sure he got most of the dirt off-otherwise Ma would have a fit.

[ravensghast]

☽ = wandering alone at night Cryptie - { Bells-and-Crypts } (( Hope its alright if I drop this here! ^^ ))

(Sure! Go right ahead and do whatever meme you like. I just needed a minute to find it. If I’ve got the wrong one, just let me know.) 

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Ellie spotted a figure wandering about the mansion halls. The lights were dim, as usual, but ghosts usually glowed, as she had noticed over the years. She was confused to see a lack of it.

“Hello?” she called softly, “What are you doing up so dreadfully late, dear?”

[amadeus-aerinstat-blog]

" Not Many Mortals come out here this late at night..." Isabella - {Bells-and-Crypts}

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Amadeus woke up abruptly when he thought he heard someone talking. As it was still late at night, however, it wasn’t possible for anyone to be talking, much less talking to him. He rubbed at his eyes sleepily and yawned; he must have been dreaming--An eerie light from behind caught his eye and made him turn around.There was not much in this world (or his own) that Amadeus was afraid of, but unfortunately for him one of his greatest fears was standing right behind him. A ghost. He supposed, for a moment, that he deserved it, sleeping in a graveyard.

He gave an ungodly shriek and jumped to his feet, intending to run, but instead tripped over another gravestone and fell hard on his back.

[asktheghosthost]

Cryptie ; can I float too?? :D?? - [Bells-and-Crypts]

@bells-and-crypts “With a little help.” Beau took his hands and floated up into the air, hauling the boy up a couple feet. “Eh, no higher than this. I’m afraid I’ll drop you.”

[asktheghosthost]

Cryptie tugs a bit frantically at the host's sleeve. His eyes were darting around a bit, his small frame even quivering a bit. " C-Can I stay with you for a while? The rain scares me." He manage to muster through his fear and embarrassment. He was practically refraining himself from throwing his arms around the other and clinging. - Bells-and-Crypts

The Ghost Host chuckled. “The rain scares you but not the dead man at your side? Ah, well then, you can accompany me while I tend to my paperwork, if you wish. You can be my assistant.” He put a cold but comforting hand on the boy’s shoulder and led him to the Ghost Relations Department, where his personal office was.

“Every night,” he explained as he unlocked the door, “I spend a few hours sorting the Death Certificates of ghostly inhabitants. It’s boring work, but it needs to be done.”

Stacks twice as tall as Cryptie stood in towers around the small room. Filing cabinets looked full to bursting. In the middle of all that was a desk, and next to the desk, a small bed with a dozing duck sleeping in it.

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[asktheghosthost]

"Hey Uncle Beau!" Cryptie skipped up to him with a grin, "Did I tell ya about the skeleton I made laugh t'day?" He held back a giggle, "Guess I hit a Funny bone and he found it rather Humerus!" He laughed, looking very proud of his joke. - [Bells-and-Crypts]

@bells-and-crypts Beau grinned back at the boy, proud of him. “A real kneecap slapper.”