Listening To Ghost On Shuffle Will Be Like One Song Ends And Its Dead Silence Then Suddenly You Hear

Okay okay, this is just a thought in case you'd be in the mood for it. I've been haunted by these thoughts for weeks now. I'd just love some absolutely nasty yet gentle (itsy bitsy) edging of our lovely Dew. He's a little shit. But he needs lots of love. Restricted, possibly? Could be transmasc!Dew? Maybe with Rain? Or Phantom? He'd be such a mess goddamn. Anyway thank you love you have a lovely rest of this what-the-fuck year <3

How about Rain and Phantom edging poor Dew??

~nsfw~

Dew wasn’t sure how he got into this situation. One minute he’d been sandwiched between Rain and Phantom, watching some anime they both loved. The next minute he had his hands bound together and tied to the headboard in a pretty silk lilac colour ribbon as Rain pumped two fingers into his cunt while Phantom rubbed at his clit with the tips of his fingers. They weren’t letting him cum, whenever he got close they’d both share a look and giggle, pulling away from Dew making him whine and squirm, begging for more.

Rain giggles again as he pulls his fingers out, watching as Dew’s cunt twitches as more slick drools out of him. His hips buck and lets out a whine as the feeling of his impending orgasm flutters always.

“Rain-sir- please. Please let me cum. I’ll do anything, anything you want just please let me cum. Pleeeeeeease.” Dew begs, trailing off with a cry. 

Rain coos at him, petting at his wet cunt before shoving his two fingers back into him with a wet squelch sound. 

“But we’re having so much fun playing with you like this.” He thrust his fingers in and out, crooking them just right, making Do arch of the bed with a high pitched moan. “Isn’t that right, Phant?” 

Phantom hums from where he’s sat at Dew’s hip, his fingers circling around his clit once again. “You’re so fun to play with, Dew. Look at you, so needy and desperate for anything we give you.” 

Dew whines again, his hips jumping as Rain hits that spot inside him that has his whole body feel weak and stars dancing behind his eyes. 

Phantom giggles at him, using one hand to rub over his hip bone as he continues to circle over his clit. 

“Look at how hard his little dick is. You’re loving this, aren’t you baby? Love having your little dick and cunt played with.” Phantom pulls the hood all the back and flicks directly on the top of Dew’s clit. 

Dew lets out a pained cry, how whole body bowing off the bed, his legs shake as he desperately tries to close them around both of their hands. Rain tuts at him and forces his legs back open.  “Don’t ruin the fun, baby. We know you love this.” 

Dew clenches around Rain’s fingers, feeling himself gush more slick around the digits. 

“I’m gunna- I’m so- please let me.” Dew begs, feeling tears leak from his eyes. “I need- please. I’ve been good, please let me cum.” 

Rain kisses his knee and speeds up his fingers.  “We know you’ve been good, baby. That’s why we’re going this. This is your reward, you get us playing with you for as long as we want.” 

Dew clenched impossibly tight around Rains fingers as Phantom fingers brush over his clit so fast they’re a blur. 

“Oh, oh. Shit, sir, please.” Dew hiccups a sob, his hips bucking. “Daddy, please let me cum. I can’t- I’m- oh.”

Dew feels his orgasm build in his belly, getting tighter and tighter with each relentless jab of Rains fingers. His belly tightens even more and he clenches even more around Rains fingers feeling it build higher and higher in his belly, until it’s just at the peak, he just needs one last little push and he’ll be over the edge and- 

“No! No, no no, please! Don’t stop, let me cum please.” Dew begs as he thrashes against the bed, pulling hard on the restraints around his wrists as both ghouls pull away from him again, The feeling of his orgasm disappearing once again makes him sob, the desperate need for release is almost too much for him to handle now and he seriously debates of he’ll be able to cum untouched.  “I’ll be good, I promise. Daddy please let me cum, I need it so bad.” 

Phantom coos at him and places a kiss to his hip. He begins to rub at Dew’s clits once again, feeling it twitch and jump under his fingers. 

“You’re such a good boy. So good for daddy, aren’t you? Taking everything we give you so well, baby.” 

Rain sinks how fingers back into him with ease, petting at Dew from the inside.  “You’re so wet, there’s a little puddle of slick forming under you.” 

Dew moans, tossing his head from side to side.  “I just wanna cum. Please let me, sir. Please, I’ll do anything.” 

“Oh don’t worry, baby. You’ll get to cum soon enough, just let me and Phantom have our fun with you, we love seeing you like this, so needy and desperate for us.” 

Dew’s stomach flutters as he lets out a sob as more tears fall from his eyes and roll down his cheeks.  “I can’t- I can’t do it. I need it so bad.” 

Phantom lands a slap to his clit making Do scream and his whole body convulse and spasm as the shock of it ricochets through him.  “You can. And you will. You’re a good boy remember?” 

 Dew makes a sounds that’s somewhere in the middle of a scream and a moan, his hips jumping as Rain continues to relentlessly pump his fingers into him.  “Only a few more, baby. And then you’ll get to cum. Think of how good it’ll feel to finally be able to cum.” 

“Yeah, yeah. So good. It’ll be so good.” Dew pants, pulling at the restraints again. 

Phantom turns to face Rain fully, a slight look of confusion on his face.  “We’re not really going to stop anytime soon, right?” He whispers to him. 

“Of course not.” Rain smirks at him. “We’re not stopping until he can’t form a coherent sentence.” 

THIS.

So much this.

How many have completely bastardized this photo of mine.

From posting it as your own. To using it as your profile photo. To cropping my name off. To printing it out and giving it as a gift. To using it as a reference for your art.

I’ve seen it all. With zero (0) credit to the original photographer.

This is ✨my✨ photo.

The fact that the bands paid, official photographer is talking about this…..

It makes me regret sharing any of my work with this fandom.

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.

When someone plays a song for you that you’ve never heard before

I missed Aether so much last night 😭

BUT this Ghoul (phantom?) had SUCH a good stage presence and is kinda sexy

kisses for rain

c: gottaluv.sodo

papa loves his ghoulettes

c:  @ghulehnyx

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING

Dew doesn’t have the brain cells to understand but he’s trying his best

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