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Repugnant | ArmageddoN Fest 2010

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How the hell does Toblerone Fudge literally think his voice isn't good? I am practically sobbing over acoustic Jigolo Har Megiddo and If You Have Ghosts. His voice is gorgeous. Stunning. SIR PLEASE.

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i think my favorite piece of ghost media ever is the 3 second video of copia throwing the plush rat at dew and it bouncing off his helmet. i genuinely think about it at least once a day.

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Lu, I’ve been thinking about Copia’s hairy thighs and ass for the past 24hrs and I’m making this thought your problem too now 🫶🏽 🍑

hmMmmM excellent problem to have thank you very much, I shall think some thoughts about his legs, thank you. (i have some plans, maybe ghinktober, maybe not, depends on how innocent (or not) it'll be) that feature copias meaty hairy thighs✨✨)

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was talking to Ibi @writingjourney about football ⚽︎ and now I'm thinking about Copia playing in his 20's... awkward, lanky legged yet really good with wind sprints. What he lacks in stamina he makes up as a striker. One wouldn't think he'd be in that position, especially because of how unimposing he looks, but he's been known to charge goalkeepers and getting carded 💀 known for shooting towards the bottom corners of the net, cheeky with his shots and pissing off goalies when the football brushes their fingertips

also, Secondo as a goalie or defender? OOF

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why hello

79 and 88 from the nsfw prompt list — consider this a chance to give writing a more bratty v a try, lmao. gn reader putting him in his place perrrrhaps 🙂‍↕️💫 have a blessed day <33

79. “Behave.” & 88. “Might I remind you that these walls aren’t sound proof.”  Content: 504 words V x gn!reader, NSFW, SMUT, cock-warming, light bondage, a little bit of creature v, idiots in love, you wind him up and he lovesss when you do🖤

He’s lovely when spread out like this—when his hands are bound so he is unable to manhandle you, and the mask on his face lopsided like a pair of skewed glasses hanging off the bridge of his nose. 

You touch his fever-hot skin, where his shirt is open to reveal the length of his pale body, a heaving, flushed chest, and a dusting of fair freckles beneath sparse, dark chest hair. He's so very lovely. 

You feel his hips move, trying to cant up deeper into the slick channel of your body, so full and stretched that your walls flex reactively. He gives a harder jerk, body taut and straining to roll up into your precious heat. You bite down a gasp and press a hand flat to his sternum. He goes still, trembling, puffing hot breath that you feel against your face. 

“Ah,” you warn with a tone that is sharp with amusement, letting yourself deadweight fully onto his hips to keep him from moving his hard cock inside you. “Behave.”

V's laugh is deep, rich and a little desperate. It thrills you to hear it, to know you’re unravelling him thread by thread. The binds around his wrist are straining. He could break them at any time, throw you beneath him and satisfy both your darkest wants. But it’s more fun this way. He likes it when you scold him, prod at him, make his cursed blood sing such praise for you and only you. 

Those sultry, shadowed eyes of his drag down your naked form. From your face to hands that toy with a pretty purple ribbon of silk that you’re contemplating tying over his eyes, he studies you with naked desire. 

“Come on, sweetheart. Let me make you feel good, hm?”

“I feel just fine as I am, thank you. Perfectly content.”

“You’re taking too long.” The whine he lets out is dramatic and loud. 

“I’ll remind you these walls aren’t soundproof, love,” you reply dryly, touching the spot where his heart beats.

He huffs a soft chitter, his black lips parting to reveal fangs that drip with ichor. 

“Let them hear us. I don’t care if they hear me make you scream.”

“Me, scream?” You feign ignorance with a playful grin and shift a little, watching his face contort beneath the mask. “I think perhaps it’s you who will be doing the screaming tonight, love. Unless I decide this is better between those teeth than over your eyes,” you say, coiling the silk around your wrist. 

It’s such a pretty shade of purple. His shade. 

V relaxes back into the mound of pillows and fixes you with a narrow-eyed invitation.  

“Come on,” he drones in that gravely, beckoning tone. “Come to Papa.” 

And oh, you’re sure your pupils turn to black hearts. 

His skin ripples beneath your palm with barely contained power, and you smile, tilting yourself forward to grasp the edges of the metal mask.  

Maybe, just maybe, you’ll turn him loose and let him release the beast tonight.

masterlist ⛧ Ao3

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mummy dust

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mommy dust

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Mummy Dust

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yesterday i was insane about that fictional man. today i am insane about that fictional man. tomorrow? take a wild guess brother

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it's been a long time coming i'm coming back for you, my friend

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The more I read/write analyses on Ghost, the more I realize that there are two sides to everything here. Every thing is its opposite at the same time. And often it's hard to understand where the criticism, parody, sarcasm, stage play and where the true ambivalence is.

For example, Terzo. Revolutionary or tyrant? Lacquered dandy or rugged leader? Acceptance or manipulation? Humor or depression? Faith or disillusionment? Light or darkness?

All of these.

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Web weave request from Anonymous - The Twins

Quotes: Richard Siken - You Are Jeff | The Crane Wives - Icarus | The Hollies - He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother | Big Thief - Simulation Swarm | Jandy Nelson - I'll Give You The Sun | Crywolf - gold

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I'm excited to share that I finished the t-shirt design and whipped up a quick mock-up for you! What do you think we should name this one? 🤔

It's got a fun dark purple ink on a lovely lavender tie-dyed cotton shirt. Perfect for Ghesties who love to make a fashion statement! Can't wait to hear your thoughts!

This shirt is for design purposes and is not for reposting, will be available on my other socials as well

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In the shadow of the Nazarene

I put my love in you

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I will make you my angel

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