thinking about ghost shells in-universe. thinking about guardians and their relationships to their ghosts. thinking about the loving the thing that gave you life back so much and giving them their own form in return. gough
Ghosts (canonically) being able to "smell".
Ghost shells being meticulously cleaned after being covered by gore and all sorts.
Ghosts wanting to try food so bad to the point of dunking themselves in their Guardian's meals.
Soft beeping, high pitched beeping when happy, low pitched when angry/grumpy.
Ghosts having a specific "perch spot" either on their Guardian (cape hood, pauldron, pocket, etc) or favourite resting area (library, Bazaar, dark halls of the Annex, ontop of laundry like a cat.)
Ghosts bumping eachother and other beings sorta being affectionate and a gesture of acknowledgement.
Ghosts grounding their Guardians, "vibrating" by tuning into frequency of their shared Light.
Ghosts being offered to land in someone's hand kinda being a big thing to them, because life is so fleeting, so if they do, they trust you. (And probably snuggle.)
Ghosts and their Chosen bickering or gossiping telepathically in their personal wavelengths.
Ghosts gossipping between eachother with hushed beeps and varied frequencies.
Ghost polycules, Ghost families.
Support groups for Ghosts because their charge is just as heavy, if not, more frightening then that of their Guardian.
Ghosts grieving as the thrumming life of one of their own gets quenched.
Ghosts having given up their search.
Ghosts who have never been, or made it to the City.
Ghosts who have returned to the Light but which still watch over their Lightless partners.
People like Micah-10, interacting and/or caring for multiple Ghosts.
Piles of Ghosts snoozing and beeping and cuddling you just because they trust you. Because they need that comfort.
Reclusive Ghosts who dislike humanity, whom are more swayed by the Darkness.
Hive Ghosts and each of their views on the Sword Logic. Vehement, or by necessity.
Hive Ghosts being preened by their Lucent Brood.
Ghosts who are still looking and are including Eliksni and Cabal in their scans for a spark. Either out of desperation or true belief.
Each Ghost's perception of Sol and of the Traveler.
Ghosts who are fed up of being infantilized and zap people when they get angered about it.
Ghosts being tired, so tired but supporting their Guardian through thick and thin because that is what they believe in. Sometimes to their own detriment.
Ghosts being people too.
