#ghosting au

[givemacalittleguy]

In honor of @4ragon, who I have made hate the song hot to go by over singing it

[mothinflamesdoodles]

Born of a star

Making a title card for a crack au ? at? for fun. Not much has changed (a lie maybe as I go on) sans is ghosting paps I guess hence the title Ghosting.

Using a more canon like style XD my art is a circle.

[battle-of-the-jrwi-aus]

ROUND ONE

ghosting au

zeroes to heroes

Voting ended onApr 12, 2024

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Ghosting au

Zeroes to heroes au

[westywallowing]

some doodles of my different dnf aus :]

[lunarblazes]

alright SO. i guess i’m posting this little thing i wrote last night in a feverish daze! who here likes ghost aus?

Scar is very excited when the lady who led Grian into his house shows up again sipping a brown drink from a plastic cup that he’s been told is called coffee. She hands a cup of iced tea to Grian and the two of them sit down in the grass.

“So,” she says with a grin, “how’s the life?”

“Pearl, I am so glad you did not bring me a stupid muffin again,” Grian responds exasperatedly. He takes a sip of the tea.

Pearl shrugs. “Well, you don’t know what I’ve got in my bag, now do you?” She pats her purse, splayed out behind her on the grass. Grian groans.

“Please do not drag me back into one of those houses— I have to work on a project tonight, Pearl, c’mon?”

“I’m just joking! Don’t worry, there’s nothing this time. I get the feeling you have your hands full already.” She glances up at the sky. Scar doesn’t notice that her eyes catch on the spot of what should be air behind Grian.

Grian stiffens before sullenly taking another sip of his tea. “You could say that.”

“Mmm, what’s eatin’ ya? Is Martyn snoring again? Did the commenters on the last video worm themselves into your brain?”

Grian laughs, but there’s a little too much tension behind it. He deliberately keeps his eyes trained on the grass. “Nah, nothing like that. Just the projects, that’s all.”

Pearl nods. Scar can see that she doesn’t really believe him, but she drops the subject. “What’s the project about?”

“Uhhh… I’ll tell you when I find out,” Grian mumbles, clutching his tea. “I may have forgotten about it for a week.”

Pearl laughs. “Yeah, that sounds about right. Bet it’s on something super boring. Grian, the amazing, acclaimed ghost hunter is too cool for something like simple history projects.”

Scar grins and looks over at Skizz, Etho, Mumbo, and Jimmy. Skizz is still playing with some flowers while Jimmy explains their meanings. Mumbo is staring at the clouds, only really half there (it must be a good day for his body’s health today) and Etho is… well, being Etho. None of them will notice if he just… grabs hold for a second. He really wants to just try some tea. Just for a second! And it’s not like he can ask, Grian’s in the middle of a conversation. That would be impolite. Just a quick peek in, just a taste.

Scar rests his hand on Grian’s shoulder and lets himself relax into the gesture, form dissolving into white smoke. Grian barely has time to tense up before the moment has passed and Scar settles into his skin. Scar swirls around the cup and takes a sip, letting the flavor spread across his hijacked tongue. It’s nice— nothing like the stuff he had when he was alive, very much more milk and more flavoring (it has these weird little circular things at the bottom that he’s never seen before). He’d like to try more, but he told himself it’d only be a second, and he needs Grian to not lock him out entirely for the rest of the month if he wants to keep using his energy, so Scar tries to give control back for a split second until he realizes that Pearl is looking dead at him.

She puts a hand on his shoulder and it feels like a vice. “Let’s go for a walk,” Pearl says, and it’s not a suggestion, and she doesn’t take her hand off his shoulder.

“Whaaaat? That’ll take forever and I need to go work on that, uh, project,” Scar replies in Grian’s voice. He tries for finger guns to lessen the wrongness. Pearl’s expression doesn’t change.

“It won’t take long.” She starts walking and moves her iron grip to his wrist.

Well! Scar’s gonna have to practice his Grian Mannerisms sometime anyway. Might as well be with his twin sister.

It’s a walk with about three full minutes of dead silence as Pearl leads him around the campus. It is incredibly awkward. Scar is very uncomfortable. He can feel Grian’s brain waking up from the sluggish haze he’d put his host under; internally, he cringes— Grian’s definitely going to be mad now.

“Is he waking up now?” Pearl asks conversationally, as if she’s just asking about the weather.

Scar jumps. “Uh, what?”

“Word of advice, next time you try to possess my brother,” Pearl turns and stares him directly in the eyes. “He has brown eyes.”

“Ah.” Scar clears his throat. “Well, I, uh— if you let me go, real quick, I’ll be out of yours and his hair—“

“No, you won’t. Most of the ghosts that follow him around are harmless. You’re the only exception. The ghost in the cloak, right? Wizard one?”

“Witch, actually,” Scar mumbles.

Pearl waves her hand. “Yeah. You’re trying to feed on him, though. He’s not that tired purely off projects. Why?”

“I mean, maybe a little bit, but I have to—“

“No you don’t.” Pearl says authoritatively, still not breaking eye contact. “You can float around perfectly fine and not take a single bit of his soul. So why?”

“I,” Scar stumbles for words. “I don’t— I don’t know.”

“Great. Then stop. Because I actually do know how to perform an exorcism, and I will not hesitate.”

Grian’s starting to fight for his body back. Scar nods slowly. “Got it— I, yeah. Yeah, I won’t— yeah.”

Pearl smiles at him. “Good.”

She lets go of his wrist and Scar is sent spiraling into the air again. Grian, to his credit, does a good job at hiding the weirdness of being pushed out of his own body, but not as good of a job at hiding the fact that it happened.

“Oh,” he says lamely. “Pearl. You’re still… here.”

Pearl innocently sips her coffee. It’s running low. “Yep. Same as a second ago, Gri. You were just telling me about that project?”

“Yeah, right, um— I should go, go work on that, actually,” Grian stammers. Pearl nods and hums in agreement.

“Good luck! I’m sure you can get something done.”

“Yeah, thanks. Thanks for the bubble tea, too, and for the visit. Always nice to see you.”

“Vice versa, Grian. If you ever need anything, give me a call!”

“Will do, thanks.” Grian turns and walks away, slightly shaken. Pearl doesn’t break eye contact with Scar again until he turns to follow his host.

Dang. She’s good at this.

[wandersong-brainrot]

Part four of ghosting au!

[givemacalittleguy]

Couples therapy is going great for these 2

[givemacalittleguy]

There’s a comic by @sonolus where Macaque uses his future hearing to listen to future songs and sings it for Wukong (super cool and beautiful and sad. Highly recommend)

It’s a good excuse to use my “Macaque” Spotify playlist

This ghosting comic came about from listening to this song too many times