Just Another Ghostwriter

My name is Ghosty/Ghostie.
I have three different settings when it comes to fandoms, shipping, fanfiction, events etc: dislike, neutral and OH MY FREAKING GOSH CAPSLOCK ABOUT IT 90000 TIMES IN FIVE MINUTES.
Here on Tumblr, you usually get hit in the face with that last setting. I have too many characters to love and too many headcanons to attend to. I write fanfiction to get my biased feels out in the open, and prompts are always open to anybody and everybody <3

My greatest loves are Animorphs and Doctor Who, but other fandoms do crop up quite often. Take a look at the tags page above this to see my slightly strange tagging system.
Hugs and rants and fandom chats are my bread and water.
(Female pronouns for me, thanks <3)

The Awesomes I pledge to

larahawker:

Something a little different this time around.

Facebook

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demenior:

drarna:

before blaming others, think: whats the 1 constant in all your failed relationships? its that cursed egyptian amulet why do u even have that

#yugioh

theonlywayistogether:

THIS WILL NEVER NOT BE FUNNY
THEIR REACTIONS ALONE

(via lightbringer34)

burntlikethesun:

Look at all the TV aerials. Looks like everyone’s got one. That’s weird. My nan said tellies were so rare they all had to pile into one house.

Not around here, love. Magpie’s Marvellous Tellies, only five quid a pop. 

(via rointheta)

derinthemadscientist:

justanotherghostwriter:

derinthemadscientist:

fuckyeahcharacterdevelopment:

AU: Your team suddenly finds themselves transported into a cheesy “inspirational” sports team movie. Who falls into what role? Is there an overzealous coach or someone who’s always on the bench?

Didn’t justanotherghostwriter already write this fanfic

Um… no? I don’t remember this? Did I?

Yes it was about a roller derby

Oh.

Well, technically, samdoesfunstuff wrote this fanfic. I just pillaged it and added extra cheese to the recipe.

thestormypetrelofcrime:

(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

derinthemadscientist:

fuckyeahcharacterdevelopment:

AU: Your team suddenly finds themselves transported into a cheesy “inspirational” sports team movie. Who falls into what role? Is there an overzealous coach or someone who’s always on the bench?

Didn’t justanotherghostwriter already write this fanfic

Um… no? I don’t remember this? Did I?

derinthemadscientist:

funkylittleboatrace:

ok I can’t remember if I’ve mentioned this but I keep thinking about the story of Jack and the Beanstalk and how the best character in the whole story is only briefly mentioned. We’re given such limited amount of information about the guy that sells Jack the beans. essentially:

  • This guy has access to MAGIC BEANS
  • He either has NO USE for MAGIC BEANS or so many of them that he can just dispose of them
  • He really badly wants a cow

Why is the whole story not about this guy

It had been two months since the barbarians above the clouds had set down and ravaged my homeland. Two months since they came pouring down in their vast numbers, every one of them a match for twenty soldiers based on their size alone, and started slaughtering us like cattle, eating our meat and grinding our bones for flour. The brave among us stood to fight. The sensible among us fled. I made sure that my sister and my baby son (his mother already taken by the giant invaders, bless her soul) were safely on the ship before I made my way into the forest to find a solution.

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(via derinthemadscientist)

lightbringer34:

To say being a child soldier was a stressful occupation was putting it mildly. Jake Berenson was also a child leader, which carried its own basket of difficulties. Not only did he have to worry that his infested brother might at any moment decide to go for broke and infest the whole family, but he also had to worry about things like this.

Jake was sitting on the couch dumbfounded as news choppers broadcast to the greater California area the images of a gorilla, and a red-tailed hawk chasing a cat other across suburban rooftops in broad daylight. Tom was sitting next to him, so Jake couldn’t put his foot through the screen like he wanted to. Instead, he turned to the Yeerk wearing his brother, who was currently howling with laughter.

 That was it. The absolute last straw. Something inside Jake’s head snapped, and it made a little squealing noise as it plunged into the abyss that now occupied the majority of his mind. What is this feeling? Jake licked his lips absently, still staring at his brother’s face. His mouth tasted harsh, like battery acid, and there was a faint ringing in his ears.

It feels…like a plane crash.

Jake felt like he was outside his body. A curious experience to be sure. He watched Jake Berenson’s hand clench into a fist, saw the Yeerk too engrossed in the farce happening on the screen to notice. He never saw the punch coming.

It was a textbook suckerpunch, delivered with just the right amount of force and positioning to impact just above the temple and knock his brother out. Jake had rarely fought in his human form, but his former jock status gave him the necessary muscles to follow through with the blow. Tom slumped to the side, unconscious.

Jake hefted his older brother over his shoulder and carried him up the stairs, grinning the whole way.

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suzanami:

I saw justanotherghostwriter bemoaning the fact that I haven’t done any cake lately and that is true so here is some cake for my Animorphs followers.  Jake has a tendency to stress.

suzanami:

I saw justanotherghostwriter bemoaning the fact that I haven’t done any cake lately and that is true so here is some cake for my Animorphs followers.  Jake has a tendency to stress.