Fandom: Ghost (The Band) Rating: Explicit Pairing: Dewdrop/Rain Featuring: Rain going into heat. Top Dew. Bottom Rain. Rimming. Anal Sex. Dew eating Rain alive. Finger sucking. They're so very into each other. Desperate Rain. Dew taking care of someone for once. Shower hand jobs. Frottage. Multiple orgasms. Filth. Word Count: 6.7k.
Rain goes into heat unexpectedly. Dew helps him out--of course.
Dew’s lithe fingers are sliding over his chest, dragging over painfully hard nipples and up to his throat. Rain leans back against him on instinct and Dew inhales sharply. Rain rolls his hips into his bass on instinct, seeking pleasure as Dew’s fingers curl around his throat and dig in. Dew’s fingers tighten a little more than usual, digging into Rain’s pulse, closer to real. Rain’s head spins, his cock kicks hard in his pants. He tries to keep quiet. Tries to bury his moan, but it slips out. And there is no way Dew doesn’t hear it. One more roll of his hips and Rain thinks he might actually cum on stage—right here—in front of everyone. Read it on AO3.
Ok I need to go to sleep but here, slut (affectionate) has new moves.
papa loves his ghoulettes
c: @ghulehnyx
they are same
To anyone being rude about the changes to the band: If you can't deal with new artists in the band, this isn't the place for you. This isn't the first time there's been new ghouls, and it won't be the last. The ghouls have always been a rotating cast. We've been so lucky to keep the current lineup for so long. We've been lucky to have Copia as frontman this long. The cast of characters will always change. Fuck you for making any of the artists feel lesser
The two scenes that inspired the rest of the trilogy in mine:
Golden eyes. A gracious heart. Beautiful blood. Blood. Blood. The sharp taste of blood in my mouth, my nose. I could feel the sticky blood on my hands. Slowly, agonizingly, I began to remember fragments of what I’d lost. Pain. Someone had a knife. Was it me? Blood. Fear.
Pain.
The worst pain I’d ever felt concentrated right in between my ribs. I resisted the urge to scream out, and somehow through the thick haze of agony and confusion, I could start to hear voices.
And
It was all a lie. A beautifully created lie, one that only could have been weaved by Athena or Arachne. And I’d believed every second of it. Of course I had, he had played into every single one of my insecurities, building me up before subtly, ruthlessly, tearing me back down again. After all, they say the higher you climb the harder you fall.
I feel like every writer has created whole stories before around just that one specific scene that they thought of and really wanted to write. Sometimes I wonder what those scenes were for my favourite stories.
Idk I just had the need to draw Copia as a cute silly man
(also first post on tumblr yeepii!)
I just really like these silly little guys requests OPEN || requests: 0 || drafts: 1
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