#ghxstbusted

[lovingvoicesarchive-blog]

[ message; my significant spirit 👻  - 3:35 AM ] Sorry to text you so late, darling! I know you’re probably off somewhere, perhaps you’re even sleeping! (And for that I envy you. I don’t think I’ve slept in about 38 hours but I can’t quite convince myself to settle in.)  [ message; my significant spirit 👻  - 3:35 AM ] I was just wondering if you’d like to come over and have a glass of one or two or four and try to put me to sleep? [ message; my significant spirit 👻  - 3:35 AM ]  I’ve missed you today. I’m sorry I didn’t respond your text messages sooner. But I’m trying to be better. I even left the ringer on this afternoon!  [ message; my significant spirit 👻  - 3:36 AM ] I’m considering baking cookies as well. If I haven’t intrigued you enough yet.

@ghxstbusted

[danielholtzmann-blog]

[MSG:] He held my hand in public and I nearly came. Like he needs to be inside of me yesterday. (i'm lazy this is from casper)

SEND DAN SOME FUN TEXTS! | accepting

[ message;  a happy haunt 👻  - 2:18 PM ] wow gross. [ message;  a happy haunt 👻  - 2:18 PM ] so you’re that into him, huh?[ message;  a happy haunt 👻  - 2:18 PM ] damn. mission accomplished, cupid status achieved!

[lovingvoicesarchive-blog]

Daniel had informed him before he had come in to  house sit for the weekend while he and Astyne were visiting his parents in Connecticut that he had a ghost who was rather persistently haunting him, making irregular visits that lasted most of the day. He insisted there was no reason why anyone Jillian worked with needed to know about him, after all, he wasn’t violent, the worst he did was eat his and Astyne’s pizza without their explicit permission once, so Elliott had gone into the weekend prepared to see a ghost, a... hungry ghost, and to take care of his friend’s adorable if slightly  peculiar looking whippet, Andromeda. He was lounging around the apartment in his favorite sleep pants,  tweaking the harddrive of Dan’s laptop (for a better gaming experience, consider it a birthday gift),  and enjoying the silence of an empty apartment when there’s a gust of cold air and a young man with dark circles under his eyes appears and sits down on the couch. 

“You must be Casper.” he says, setting down his  screwdriver and extending a hand for a handshake. “I’m Elliott. I’m house sitting. Would you like some left over spaghetti?”

@ghxstbusted​ wanted to meet elliott!

[prettyplanchette-archive]

( @ghxstbusted​ )

     “what’s that supposed to mean??”

cont. from here

[raisedglass]

ρ (if you wanna~)

         TOUCHES !!   ( teasing )

okay, so being haunted wasn’t super annoying at first,but honestly?  jack has been having a long day, andhe gets back to his dorm totally ready to just crash onthe couch and casper the unfriendly ghost is playingvideo games on it.  it would be a dick move to tell himto move, probably — they’re practically roommates, atthis point, as completely weird as that is, — no matterhow tempting it is to tell him to go haunt jefferson fora while and leave him alone.  but because jack isn’tan asshole, not even to dead kids haunting him, he’sjust gonna flop down right next to casper instead,poking his shoulder a couple times in the hopes thathe’ll get the message and scoot over.  there might bean eye roll in there too, who knows.

[pridefulmorningstar-blog1]

in other news, the friendly ghost thinks satan is a babe.