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anonymous asked:

I had this headcanon and I wanna share. What do u think abt the idea that its really taboo among Guardians to touch/grab anothers Ghost (perhaps with the exception of close friends/spouse) and some Ghost's who have Guardians with fiery tempers they use it as a means of stopping fights. Ie a Titans ghost gets between two Guardians in a heated argument because neither will dare swat the others Ghost away.

Oooo, yeeesss. No one is allowed to touch another’s Ghost other than their Guardian- yeeessss. Maybe it’s just the feel of their Light that’s so different it becomes uncomfortable. Like each Guardian’s Light has some slight difference than others and Ghosts are the ones to tell those apart hence why if they were to be touched/grabbed it would be like super uncomfortable.

A Story of Spooks I Guess

“So, before I start this off, I just wanna say that this isn’t my personal experience but, I have been a part of it.

So, my Great Aunt used to clean a small cabin in the middle of nowhere on the prairie. To my knowledge, you could rent this cabin for a weekend or so and kind of get a western experience if you weren’t subjected to that culture.

The cabin was called the ‘Bunkhouse’ because it contained a small and dark bedroom with two bunkbeds laid out against one wall. I also remember it had a kitchen/living room and a small bathroom.

When no-one rented the cabin, the owners of it let my Aunt stay there and she invited me to stay a weekend when I was very little. I didn’t know it was haunted at the time but, what I do remember was right when you stepped on the front porch, the atmosphere around you felt heavy. Like you were underwater. I also remember the living room being full of different decorations covering the wall. Native American artifacts, feathers, old pictures, and to top it all off there was a huge rattlesnake skin nailed to the wall. It creeped me out.

Since I only stayed there a few days, I didn’t really experience anything but years later, my Aunt told us the truth about the place. She said that when she stayed there, she would sleep on one of the bunkbeds (obviously) but, she would wake up in the middle of the night to the sound of religious music. She thought maybe the owner had played the music for the horses that stayed in a barn near the cabin to calm them down night. Probably because coyotes would come out sometimes. She had later asked the owner if this was the case but, it wasn’t.

She also would hear the TV switch on in the living room but, whenever she went to check and see if it was on, it would shut off just before she came in the room.
I don’t really know if she had any other things happen to her but, once she informed the owner of what happened to her, the owner brought up dozens of stories about people who had stayed there complaining about strange happenings.

One man who stayed there apparently just walked into the bedroom and saw a lady (probably mid-20s) in an old-fashioned long red dress standing at the head of the bunkbed before disappearing.

A woman stayed there and stored her suitcase under the bed and when she was packing up to go, she peeked under it to grab the suitcase. She was then met by a young girl in a nightgown huddled under the bed.

There were many more incidents but, one that stood out to me most, was a story of a doctor who stayed there. He was kind of the skeptic when it came to these things but, he woke one night to find probably the same little girl staring at him as he was sleeping at the foot of the bed. He was a believer after that apparently.

The owner of the house had a daughter that had died years ago, but I don’t think the family had lived in that house. So, I’m not really sure what to think of who really was haunting the place if it actually is haunted.

Presently, the bunkhouse is now demolished. I don’t really know why they tore it down, but I’m guessing whatever hung around there still remains.”

By: Anonymous

Ok, so, Fred ‘n’ Shag went to investigate the mysterious attic noise...

…when suddenly, oh noes! Look!

…wait, never mind, guys, it’s just really low-effort Ghost Lumberjack cosplay. False alarm.

*show cuts back to Shaggy and Fred*

Shaggy: “Wh- wh- what is it?”

Fred: “I don’t know!”

*show cuts back*

*guy slowly blinks at them like he can’t begin to fathom what Fred just said*

“…seriously, you two? You legitimately can’t figure out what I am?”

“I’m a guy in blue pants with a sheet over his head. What part of this visual is confusing you, exactly?

Is it possible to dress up like a ghost and fool people into thinking they’ve seen the real deal? Happily there is published research to answer this question, research carried out at no lesser institution than Cambridge University. For six nights in the summer of 1959, members of the Cambridge University Society for Research in Parapsychology took turns dressing up in a white muslin sheet and walking around in a well-traversed field behind the King’s College campus. Occasionally they would raise their arms, as ghosts will do. Other members of the team hid in bushes to observe the reaction of passersby. Although some eighty people were judged to have been in a position to see the figure, not one reacted or even gave it a second glance. The researchers found this surprising, especially given that the small herd of cows that grazed the field did, unlike the pedestrians, show considerable interest, such that two or three at a time would follow along behind the “ghost.” To my acute disappointment, “An Experiment in Apparitional Observation and Findings,” published in the September 1959 Journal of the Society for Psychical Research, includes no photographs.

Several months later, the researchers revised their experiment, changing the venue and adding “low moans” and, on one occasion, phosphorescent paint. One trial was set in a graveyard right off a main road and clearly in the sight line of drivers in both directions. Here observers hid in the bushes not only to record reactions, but to “avert traffic accidents” and “reassure anyone who became hysterical.” But again, not a single person of the hundred-plus who saw the figure thought it was a ghost, including two students from India. “Although we are superstitious in our country,” the men told one of the researchers, “we could see his legs and feet and knew it was a man dressed up in some white garment.”

In their final effort, the research team abandoned traditional ghost-apppropriate settings and moved the experiment into a movie theater that was screening an X-rated film. The author of the paper, A.D. Cornell, explained that the X rating was chosen to ensure no children were traumatized by the ghost, as though that somehow explained the choice of a porn theater as a setting for a ghost experiment. This time the “ghost” walked slowly across the screen during a trailer. The phosphorescence was not used this time and presumably low moans were deemed redundant. No mention is made of the specific images showing on the screen behind the ghost, but clearly they were a good deal more interesting: The audience was polled after the film, and forty-six percent of them didn’t notice the man in the sheet. Among those who did, not one thought he’d seen a ghost. (One man said he’d seen a polar bear.)

—  Spook, by Mary Roach