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sisterprocrastinator · 4 months
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It's my AO3 first anniversary today!
636,135 words in the last 12 months 😅🍾
I've made some absolutely amazing friends through Ghost and writing and I couldn't ask for a better tribe, so thank you 🖤
(btw @seestor-of-mordor is 100% to blame for the monster that I became. She is the one who challenged me to write some fanfic last year, so you all have her to thank/curse)
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@mystic-ghoulette @switchplate-2 @forged-in-love @ghulehvous @sisterofchaos666 @mistydanielle52 @ofbl00dandink
Hope I haven't missed anyone 🖤
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pregnantsecondo · 1 year
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Gregnant (ghost pregnant)
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bbboar · 7 months
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Went to see Ghost yesterday! It was so good!!! Def going to see them again next time theyre touring!
The church set up so fucking cool, the light show was amazing, Mr.Papa Emeritus had multiple outfit changes and the ghouls were so theatrical and really got the crowd hyped (my section screamed each time the guitarist so much as pointed at us).
Also my fellow fans were all dressed up too, which i loved! We were a sea of black (baring a few pastel exceptions). So many people wearing ghost merch, there were a few nuns and a looot of alternative fashion
Oh and at some point the were cannons that blew confetti and these sweet $666 notes. I yoinked one mid air and put it in my bad so fast lmao
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majestic-salad · 11 months
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Tria Prima Ghoul OC’s you love to see them! Suplhur and Mercury belong to my besties <3
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copiousloverofcopia · 11 months
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70 days until our ritual! 💗🖤
FUCK YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
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cannibal-rat · 2 years
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Hey Ghestie! Just checking in with you. How have you been?
In case no one has told you lately; you're loved, you're worthy and I am so glad you're here.
Thank you for aksing! I'm good actually, just changed jobs.
It's so nice to hear that and I will remember your words for not so good days. I hope you are aware that your message means a lot to me, and you are important and deserve everything good happening to you.
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gothneighbor · 4 days
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I’m not up tswizzles ass so idk her lore or anything but it feels gross to get out of a 6 yr relationship and give two poots of cum worth of songs to that guy and the rest of the album to the racist rebound. And whip out the thesaurus for him but be all teehee finger me while your friends play gta about the new guy. Like imagine being the current guy and hearing how she’d run back to the guy before you if she could. Devastating
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Ghestiessss where are youuuu
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petvles · 2 years
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Also copias face when mr saltarian got mad it's okay darling i also have audio processing issues and the music was very loud its not your fault
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Call Me, Little Sunshine
For my Best Ghestie @mustluvecho 's BIRTHDAY!!!!! Everyone wish her a happy birthday even though I'm posting this hella late in the day! ❤️🎉🎂🎈💝💋🥰
Demon!Papa x GN!Reader
It's a bit Copia coded for my bestie Echo, but could be read as any Papa. Let me know which one you prefer to read it as 😉
TW: abusive boyfriend (mostly verbal, cussing, but he does push Reader at one point, and slam a door), demon stuff, haunting, night terrors, scratches on Reader's body, scary imagery, some light SMUT, MDNI, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 1.9k
EDIT: I wanted to add my bestie's amazing artwork!!!! She really beautifully captured the vibe I was going for 🥰
Please like and reblog her artworks for this fic here and here!
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At first it started small: rapping on the window, a creaky door, faucets emanating a strange sulfuric odor. Typical household problems, you shrugged it off... But now there were other things happening, unexplainable things. The smoky apparition that you'd see out of the corner of your eye, always just out of sight; the claw marks on your back and legs; and the ice cold breath you feel at the back of your neck have you convinced that something is out to get you.
Having just moved in with your boyfriend of only a year, you sit in the kitchen one night unpacking dishes so you wouldn't have to eat off paper plates like you had the last few weeks. Maybe settling into the house would make these crazy illusions go away.
𝘊𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺. That's what your boyfriend calls all the things you see and feel and hear. But you don't feel crazy, and it feels real when you lie frozen in horror, watching the dark figure with tall golden horns and one glowing white eye stare at you from the foot of your bed. Sometimes it even dares to reach for you, perhaps if only you make your pounding heart jump up to your ears.
You're not sure what this thing is or why it's chosen 𝘺𝘰𝘶 to taunt... or to haunt, you don't really know. But your nights often end with you falling asleep from sheer exhaustion from the terror you feel as this entity makes itself more and more known.
"Fuck, baby, you've gotta get some help. These hallucinations are getting to be a bit too much for you to take, huh?" He says as you sob into your pillow in the early hours of the morning. Little did he know, at least to you, it was no hallucination. That 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 had grabbed your foot, pulling you harshly from your slumber as you flailed and screamed to stay on the bed.
You're snapped out of your thoughts by a plate crashing to the floor at least a meter away from the table where it had been sitting. You jump up and shriek, half from shock, half in frustration.
"Dammit, babe, you can't be such a ditz! We payed a lot of money for you to go around being careless with the dishes," your boyfriend scolds you.
"At least I was trying to unpack," you argue, voice small.
"What was that?" The look on his face turns dark, as he approaches you again.
"I'm- I'm just trying to help," you squeak. Really you felt like it was the least you could do; you'd had a lot of trouble finding a job since moving out here, so you just try to help around the house as much as possible.
"Don't bother!" he shouts, shoving you back against the kitchen counter, "Especially if you're just gonna break shit!"
As you squeeze your eyes shut, cowering away from your boyfriend's outburst, you feel it: the now familiar ice cold breath right next to your ear. A sensation comes over you that almost feels like a hug, protective. Then, loudly, and without warning, all the cabinets in the kitchen burst open as a loud growl rips through the room!
You drop to your knees out of instinct, and the fear-filled tears start to flow. "What the fuck?! You crazy bitch!" your boyfriend cusses at you before storming out of the room. Of course he would blame it on you... A completely unexplainable event, and it's somehow your fault.
Unable to muster the concern to clean the kitchen, you just drag yourself up the stairs, heading to bed early for the night. At least you'll have a long time alone since you know your boyfriend will be up late into the night playing video games and yelling with his friends.
𝘊𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵
𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘐 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶?
Lying there in the darkness save for some moonlight spilling in from outside, you can't help the feeling of guilt that overcomes your mind. 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘸𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦? 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘐 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘫𝘰𝘣? 𝘐 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘰𝘧𝘧, 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵? 𝘏𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦... 𝘐𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦 ��𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴.
As you clutch your pillow to your chest, resting on your side in the fetal position, you fight back the tears once again. You can't wrap your head around all this--it seems like your whole world has been turned upside down and you hardly recognize the man you thought you were in love with.
Softly at first, you feel something touch you, like fingers sliding up your side. Automatically, you freeze, unable to fight off this entity that's been bothering you. Next, that hand slides down your thigh. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥? It certainly feels like one, five fingertips caressing you almost... sensually?
Climbing back up your thigh, this apparition grips your hip as you hear a sigh just over your shoulder. Then, you feel lips at your ear as claws dig into the flesh of your backside, not hard enough to hurt, but just right. An involuntary whimper leaves you as you feel yourself giving into this demon. You have to be hallucinating, 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥? It feels just like someone pressed up behind you as hands roam your body bringing you--dare you say it?--pleasure.
𝘍𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵
𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰
Your whole body feels so warm, you could be on fire, but a special kind of heat settles between your legs. Hearing a deep rumble of a moan, you turn your head as much as your muscles will allow, seemingly still frozen to the spot; out of the corner of your eye, you make out the tall golden horns as the figure presses soft kisses to your jaw.
Breathing deeply, he stops, moving to hover above you. In the dark room, you can't see much besides the glimmer of gold metal, the silhouette of his form, a skeletal face, and that glowing white eye. He stares into your eyes, as if asking for permission, and when you continue to stare back, his hand starts to snake down to give you attention where you need it most.
Grunting and grinding your hips up against his fingers, you call out for him, "Papa..." You're not even sure how you know what to call him.
Suddenly, he turns his head as the door creaks open, and in an instant, he's gone, fading away like a fog.
Waking with a gasp, you find you're still on your side cuddling your pillow.
"Hey, it's okay," your boyfriend cooes, "it's just me. Go back to sleep." He comes over and pets your hair as you get your bearings straight.
𝘐𝘵 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳...
Your boyfriend climbs in bed, throwing an arm over you and giving you a peck on the forehead, "Goodnight, babe."
𝘏𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴, you think, as he drifts off, and you try to ingore the throbbing at your core.
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The next time this presence--Papa--makes itself known, is when you're entering your room. It's broad daylight outside and all you can make out is a faint gray mist as you're slammed back against the door, the wood rattling loudly in the frame. But before you can freeze up from fright, your eyes flutter closed and a soft sigh leaves your chest as you feel the distinct peppering of kisses across the pulse points of your neck. It's a harsh juxtaposition to the way your boyfriend pushes you around.
Without realizing it, your hands are pinned in place as a haze of lust washes over you, and were it not for the entity bringing you immense and sudden satisfaction, you'd probably be aware of how crazy you look pinned to the door by seemingly nothing.
For the first time, you reach out, allowing yourself a touch. Your fingers are met with a clothed torso. Your run your digits down the buttons on his shirt, stopping at the bottom when his breath hitches as you slip under to tease the skin.
𝘓𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺
𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘦?
Slowly opening your eyes, you're finally met with the sight of him. At first, you almost don't recognize him as the figure that's been haunting you every night for months. The striking black and white skull visage is unfamiliar to you, yet the horns and white eye, glowing even in the day time, give it away as him.
"Papa?" You properly meet his eyes for the first time; the left a ghastly pale, and the right a warm golden green. Softly, you brush your fingertips across his cheek, hardly able to believe he's real.
"Yes, my child?" He asks warmly, arms still embracing you.
Without another word, you lean up, pressing your lips softly to his. He returns the sentiment with a kiss so sweet, so seemingly full of emotion, you feel tears prickle at the corners of your eyes. As you sigh into the kiss, he takes the opportunity to slip his tongue between your lips, cupping the back of your head to keep you in place. With him, you know if you wanted to pull away, he would let you--but you don't want to.
And you know you should feel guilty about your boyfriend in the next room, but you don't. He had proven time and time again that 𝘩𝘦 was the real horror in this house. So much so that he'd driven you into the arms of a demon.
You feel safer with some creature from hell than you do with your own boyfriend.
As if (ironically) summoned, here he comes, banging on the door to bitch about something else. "Babe! What are you doing in there? What all that moan-"
*SLAM!*
When he pushed the door open, a sharp burst of wind closes it again. Papa simply chuckles and looks down at you; it must've been him that closed the entryway.
Before you can ask, the door flies open again, doorknob slamming into the wall, "What the fuck was that?!" The man screams, locking eyes with you and then with the eccentric looking individual on your arm, "And 𝘸𝘩𝘰 the fuck is 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵?!?!"
𝘌𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘺
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺
"Call me Mephistopheles. Or your worst nightmare, whichever you can actually pronounce," Papa speaks up. "Now, get away from her, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥, or I 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 make you regret it."
"Oh yeah? What's some loser in a cheap Halloween costume gonna do, huh?" your boyfriend retorts.
Rather than waste another breath on this loser, the demon transforms into, well... a demon: hoofed feet, black claws, fiery eyes, and all. What sounds like a choir of screeching tortured souls rings out, causing you to grimace and clap your hands over your ears.
After what feels like forever but was surely only seconds, the sound ceases, and when you open your eyes, your boyfriend is nowhere to be found.
"Is-is he gone?" Your voice cracks, as your body folds against Papa's chest.
He catches you in another embrace, this time dark ashen black leathery wings cocooning around the two of you. "You won't ever have to worry about him again, amore."
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦.
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emeritus-fuckers · 11 months
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Besties, hear me out! The papas with their afab s/o who gets really horny when they ovulate
Loud and clear, love. I, too, am horny. - Jez
Papas with an afab s/o who gets horny during ovulation
Primo
He knew your ovulation might be an issue when he started dating a younger darling.
He's knowledgeable and he helped you with your period multiple times.
He'd buy you pads, tampons, painkillers, personally prepared herbal tea... Everything for you.
And I mean everything.
He may be old, so it might take a bit longer, but he absolutely can get it up, just with the right touches.
He can last for quite a long time, honestly. So if you need to fuck it out, he'll help you.
And even if he might have an issue with erection, he's good with his fingers and mouth and he'd love to help you out.
Secondo
The first few times he just raises his brow at the sudden displays of your horniness.
But then he notices the pattern. Secondo is very good at noticing patterns. So he notices that it's always around the same time.
And since he's a gentleman and not a coward, he has brought you pads other period products multiple times before.
And his blood kink very happily accepts period sex, too. Any sort of period sex.
The point I'm getting at is that he has a pretty accurate knowledge of your menstrual cycle. So he does figure out that you're ovulating.
Sits you down and talks about it. You both disliked the feeling of a condom, but he was willing to deal with it so you can get your satisfaction without getting pregnant.
But then your horny self begs him to fuck a baby into you.
And he caves in, making sure to fuck you through your ovulation.
Terzo
"Oh? What's this? Did you miss your Papa?"
He would hum, entertained by how touchy-feely you were. He's touch-starved. He loved feeling your hands all over him.
He would smile at you, pulling you closer and kissing all over your face.
He doesn't ask unnecessary questions, he feeds into your desires. He wants you to be happy, and if his cock inside you is what makes you happy, so be it.
He's delighted if it ends up with a baby! He loves babies!
And once the baby starts making small sounds giggles, it's like he goes into ovulation and begs you for another one.
Copia
You probably were just hanging out together, playing video games in his room, when you started to lazily stroke his thigh.
He makes a small sound out of surprise, but since you don't say anything about it, he just tries to focus back on the game.
But your hand moves closer and closer to his crotch before you cup him through his pants.
And now he's blushing furiously, but you still don't say anything. And he's a good boy, he won't stop you. He'll just be good and let you touch him however you please.
He groans when you actually put your hand in his pants to stroke him and kiss his neck.
"Wouldn't you rather play with me, Papa?"
And then he loses it, throwing the controller to the side.
And since he's not very aware of your cycle, he doesn't realize what's going on and he'd be very surprised if it ended up with a baby.
Old Nihil
Nihil is old, but he is a horny little simp.
You act touchy and horny? He's excited as fuck!
It does not make sense at how fast this bastard can get it up??? It's like??? Completely unreasonable???
He's way too excited about it, too.
Ride it out, ghestie, ride it out.
He does cum a bit prematurely, tho. Keep that in mind.
He wouldn't mind watching you use toys on yourself, tho.
Just as long as you jump on his dick as soon as he gets hard again.
Young Nihil
Listen, he's a simple man.
If you're horny, he's horny.
And he's fucking clueless about periods and ovulation.
So if you start getting touchy with him, he's very eager to pull you into him, maybe even throw you over his shoulder to bring you to bed.
Unfortunately, dude is pretty fertile, considering he makes kids easily.
So if you're ovulating, you will probably end up with a baby.
"Damnit, not again..."
Yeah... He's not thrilled about potential babies. He's got three kids already. One of them is an adult. He doesn't want more.
Drag his ass to responsibility.
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majestic-salad · 1 year
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Sometimes ur besties drag u into a weird band fandom and suddenly ur drawing ghoul oc’s based on the Tria Prima :)
Sulphur ghoulette, Salt ghoulette, and Mercury ghoulette respectively <3
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I was so excited to see a fic update from you. I've been worried about you dear friend.
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MY LOVE! I am so happy that you felt that way. I hope the new chapter was good. I miss your face and I AM MORE THAN EXCITED TO SEE YOU IN AUGUST!!!!!!
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sovaghoul · 7 months
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I had a dream where I was watching a random video clip compilation with my former-work bestie ghestie. All of a sudden there was Ghost concert footage, Prequelle Era. Rain was behind Dew but his bass was in front of both of them and he slammed it backwards against Dew's guitar like three or four times before walking away like nothing happened
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