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*caveat: i inherited these blogs from someone else so i don't even think i'm who you're looking for

it's giving ✨ try hard ✨. it's giving "mwehehe i think i'm so evil." which is funny because i have not a single clue who you are? i don't remember ever being close with anyone that talks like this? and i don't know who the mysterious third party in this situation would be either because, i'm not sure if you've considered this, but i'm not really friends with the same people i had in my life even a year ago. even still, i don't really tend to hold any ill will towards anybody that i'm not friends with anymore, even if they have wronged me as badly as you seem to think you have. are you sure that you have the right person? this is just weird, parasocial behavior. please bring this up in your next session, i'm sure your therapist would love to address it :]

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it's giving ✨ try hard ✨. it's giving "mwehehe i think i'm so evil." which is funny because i have not a single clue who you are? i don't remember ever being close with anyone that talks like this? and i don't know who the mysterious third party in this situation would be either because, i'm not sure if you've considered this, but i'm not really friends with the same people i had in my life even a year ago. even still, i don't really tend to hold any ill will towards anybody that i'm not friends with anymore, even if they have wronged me as badly as you seem to think you have. are you sure that you have the right person? this is just weird, parasocial behavior. please bring this up in your next session, i'm sure your therapist would love to address it :]

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accidentally suggested a content label for art that i was trying to save the link for and can't figure out how to undo it. excuse me while i pass away 😔

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so i made a ghuide (ghoul guide) | update | ghuide 2.0

fell free to repost it, just credit me!

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What a credit to whoever took this picture🤤

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OOOOOUGH PHANTOM I AM SO NORMAL ABOUT YOU

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That angle though…

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I wanna talk about this behind the scene picture from Era III because I love it so damn much.

It's so overly mundane for Ghost's stage presence, it's lovely. We get a great look at Terzo's under dress and I love seing the length difference in the Ghouls' jackets. You can see a pair of shoe covers just chilling on the floor next to the rack on the left. Pebble's drumsticks just chilling on the floor or half out of his bag. The bags, clothes and caps kinda just thrown everywhere. It reminds me of when I used to do theater, it's so simple for such a big show and I LOVE IT.

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My best screenshots from RHRN

-Hands Edition-

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being simon's partner, things move quick.

when he comes back from his most recent deployment, you're spending every day and night at his place like you live with him. going to work and coming home to him, cooking dinner with him, showering with him, he almost doesn't let you breathe with how badly he wants to be by your side every second.

so it's almost no surprise to you when he's asking you to move in with him. he wants to take care of you, he says. it's also because he can't imagine sleeping in his bed and waking up without you next to him. it's because his days feel empty when he doesn't see you, finding himself bored and wandering around his house contemplating what to do with his time.

he's a provider, he doesn't want you to worry about bills or work. of course he'll never control what you do, but the thought of you doing whatever you want whenever with no financial stress is a dream come true to him. don't even try to offer to help with rent or groceries, he's furrowing his eyebrows at you and giving you a major side eye.

"my money is yours. you do whatever with your money. don' ask me again."

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there was something to be said about the fact older bf!simon made such a good house husband.

“i forgot my lunch :( ”

“forgot to make it or bring it?”

“both?”

“on my way”

because the next thing was your coworkers slowly raising their heads to the sound outside your office, a throaty rumbling of an engine right outside the doors.

not a car, motorcycle maybe? question affirmed when it revved twice.

they shot you confused looks when the sound made your ears prick up, a sweet smile on your face as you trotted out the front of the building.

behemoth of a man sat astride a motorcycle. his leathers added bulk but there was something about him that said he was big enough without them.

he watched you walk over as he raised the visor on his helmet, the black one with a ghostly image of a skull painted across it.

your coworkers pressed to the windows, trying their best to hide behind the curtains and potted plants but failing all the same.

the man pointed to his face as you got on tip toes to press a kiss to his nose through the balaclava he had under the helmet.

“don’t make it a late one, alright?”

“yessir”

as you gave him a haphazard salute, he reached behind to give you a pat on the backside before he stood to retrieve the brown paper bag he’d been carrying.

lunch in hand, you lean in to press a kiss to the visor he’d just lowered- right on top of the lipstick print that sat in the corner of it.

the print that looked a lot like your lips.

the helmet never leaves the back of you as you walk towards the office, your coworkers scrambling to not get caught staring.

you didn’t mind, just smiled as you reached into your lunch bag and retrieved a sandwich. the one that was cut perfectly into the shape of a heart.

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simon who falls asleep face down in the pussy!!

your fingers curl into his scalp, warm thighs encompassing all round his head. everything about you is so warm, so soft like a pillow he can’t help the way his mind wanders off with the sweet taste of you, the way his eyes flutter tiredly.

you can feel the heady drag of his tongue against your clit lighten up, like a feather teasing at the beating pearl. n you give him a soft tug, dipping your chin to peer down at his pretty face between your thighs.

“you okay, si?” your murmur out softly, petting the top of his head in gentle motions.

“mm’okay,” he slurs, slurping up at your clit softly before he’s sucking up round it. he’s barely conscious, just enough to register the lullaby of your soft whimpers, the twitch of your thighs.

his tongue slips down further, jaw dropping wide when he forces the cute lil pink muscle to reach depths in your slippery cunt. n you perk up, back arching up n nails scratching at his scalp.

it all dawns on him, mind n darkness entrancing him all too soon. “taste so good, mama, so…” n his words trail off into a slur. you can feel his head loll forward, his nose press between your folds in a deep breath.

you shudder when he exhales, thighs squeezing up round his head but you fight to stay still. yet it begins to turn into a struggle when his spit drools from his open lips. you can feel it drip, slip down over your pretty cunt n lower till you’re gasping softly to yourself.

oop. ✋🤚 lemme just step back for a sec

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You're out walking yours and Simon's dog, Riley, one afternoon when some guy you've never met all but saunters up to you.

He tries to chat you up, laying the flirtation on so thick it congeals into sleaze. You shut him down bluntly at every turn, but unfortunately, he's... determined.

Riley growls as he takes a step closer, the retired military dog pushing himself in front of you with hackles raised and teeth bared.

And still, the stranger doesn't get the hint. He merely huffs out an amused laugh as he looks from Riley to you.

"Didn't realize you had a guard dog -"

Suddenly, his gaze wanders past you. The cocky grin on his face drains away in an instant as he pales.

Like he's seen a Ghost.

"She's got two, mate."

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y’all i’m playing MW. should i live blog my experience? bc im fanboy-ing a little bit ngl

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okay y'all. i've been really in the mood to write for the ghouls recently. any requests?

(please make sure to read my guidelines, thank you!)

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☆// sidewalk rule (MDNI, 18+)

info! sodo ghoul / fluff + gender neutral reader

cw! n/a

notes! i hope this is accurate enough to his personality. forgive me, i wrote this at like 5am ;-;

sodo never thought that he would be a sidewalk rule kind of guy. never thought that he'd be the type to run around opening doors for someone or holding their hand as they stepped off a curb or offering up his jacket in the cold. because if he could take care of himself then, god dammit, his partner could too! but that was before he met you.

now things are a little different. he thinks you both can manage for a while. until you’re dressed up all pretty and perfect for a date the day after it’s rained. you’re content to be settled under sodo’s arm as you walk together until a car drives by and sends up water that almost splashes you. you don’t seem to mind it very much, just glad that your shoes are dry, but sodo find himself moving and scooting you so that you’re on the inside of the sidewalk and glares after the car.

opening doors for you starts casually at first, just a few here and there. you are his partner afterall. he has to spoil you sometimes. but the rushing around part takes a bit longer to develop. it starts with one instance. the two of you are out shopping and you have your hands full with all the things you insisted that you didn’t need help carrying. in a moment of paranoia of you dropping something he literally runs to get the door for you before you even have the change to try it for yourself. it’s worth is with the way you blush and scrunch up your nose to keep from smiling, so he keeps doing it. for every door. car doors, restaurant doors, elevator doors, you name it. you’ll scrunch up your nose and give a soft “thank you” every single time. the sight makes his chest feel a little ticklish. 

holding your hand while you step off a curb feels a little bit cliche for his liking. but one day the two of you are exploring the city during some free time just a few hours after some heavy rainfall and, again, there are puddles everywhere. you seem to be doing just fine. but then the two of you are trying to cross the street and there’s a puddle the size of texas just off the edge of the sidewalk and you’re wearing new shoes and he can’t resist the pout you give him. “but what if they get ruined?” you mutter softly. and you pull out the whole nine yards for it, too. the putty lip, the puppy dog eyes, the little faux sniffle.

so with a begrudging sigh, he holds his hand out for you. “fine.” the way you beam as you take his hand and hop across the puddle almost makes him wonder why he fought it so hard in the first place.

and the last thing sodo would ever do is give someone his jacket in the cold. how stupid is that! if it seems like it’s gonna be cold out just bring a jacket, what the fuck? he’d be caught dead before he offered up his sweater to some idiot who didn’t bring their own. but one night you’re all hanging out outside and it’s fairly chilly, cold enough that you can see your breath puff out with every exhale. and you’re standing beside sodo, uncharacteristically quiet, arms wrapped around yourself and muscles tense in an attempt to quiet the chattering of your teeth. you’re really trying to keep yourself warm, it seems, doing your best to ignore the frost in your joints and pay attention to whatever it is that phantom is saying. but sodo’s starting to feel like a bad boyfriend as he becomes more aware of the comfortable warmth of his own plush jacket. so he sighs and shrugs it off, wrapping it around your shoulders. “i told you to bring a jacket, idiot.”

“no, i’m okay. don’t-” you start, but he shuts you up with a glare. you opt for a meek “thank you” instead.

it only starts to feel rewarding when you begin to press into his side for the extra warmth and he deems it appropriate to wrap an arm around your shoulders.

and they said he didn’t have it in him to be a gentleman.

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kind of considering cosplaying?? a little bit unsure hmmmmm