12 Bookmarked Items in Sub Phantom (Ghost Sweden Band)
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“That’s a good boy.. you’re so ready to take my kits, yeah?” It’s impossible, the ghoul knows it’s impossible; he doesn’t have the anatomy to bear one and his lover doesn’t have the anatomy to give him one. That doesn’t stop him from squirming and bucking his hips up into nothing, though.
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aurora indulges in phantom’s want to be bred despite the impossibility of doing so.
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Basically Phantom gets DP’s by rain’s tentacles and Sodo’s dih and is given furious back shots at the end (I wrote this between the hours of 12-2am I’m so sorry)
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Rain spat into his hand, the wet slickness catching the dim light. He stroked himself once, slow and deliberate, before sliding his hand down between them, pressing the slick head of his cock right up to Phantom’s entrance, the tight ring of muscle twitching at the contact.
“Fuck—” Phantom hissed, shifting his hips back, needy. “Please. I need it.”
Rain chuckled low in his throat, fingers digging into Phantom’s waist. “You always do.”
And with one smooth, steady thrust, he pushed in deep. Phantom gasped, the stretch stealing the air from his lungs, eyes fluttering shut.
“God, you’re tight,” Rain groaned, jaw clenched, holding himself there for a moment. “Still so fuckin’ sweet for me.”
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"...If you want to impress me Aeon, you're going to have to do better than being a little shit. That doesn't work on me."
Aeon swallows. He's quiet for a moment—waiting to see if Dew really wants him to speak this time. Without instructions he's floundering. It's delicious. Dew wants to drown in this feeling, this power, the way Aeon crumples beneath him.
"What does?"
Dew tilts his head, considering. He clicks his tongue. Strokes his thumb along the sharp plane of Aeon's jaw. "Obedience."
Or: Aeon Fucks Dew's Boot.
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Perpetua needs to feed. He’s been holding back all day because he’s had to stay professional while he wrote songs with the others. However, he can barely hold himself back when he finds Phantom alone at the altar, praying. And he loves Phantom.
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orphan_account
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Copia knows of the ghouls relationship(s) with each other and how intimate they can be and he feels a little left out. The pack pick up on this and decide to include Copia.
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But there was just something about his bandmates, about their pack—he watched their fleeting touches during rehearsal. The dark, heated glances, met with wordless silence that almost always resulted in a few of his bandmates disappearing into their rooms. The way their tails curled around each other’s limbs so naturally as their skin touched, like a fish returning to water.
And he wanted, coveted so badly to be a part of this...but he was afraid. Afraid of the desire, so heated. Afraid of the teeth, of the sharpness of their bites. He was not afraid of the pain; no, rather, he was afraid of just how much he craved that too. Afraid of what he would become if he were allowed to partake, to touch and not just look.
OR: Phantom, newly summoned, is eager to please and desperate to learn, and his peers are delighted to have such an obedient pupil. (Pure filth with a drop of yearning. Enjoy xx)
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Phantom adores Mountain from afar, until the earth ghoul finds him on the couch touching himself to the thought of him.
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Kinktober Day 2- Thigh fucking
Phantom gets a little too needy for Mountain's liking, and Mountain has to do something about it.
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- Part 2 of Ghost Kinktober 2023
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And It's A Whole Lot More Than Anyhow by Oxyrinchus (LamnidaeKay)
Fandoms: Ghost (Sweden Band)
24 Jul 2023
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It's in the tags.
Reader is AFAB, but gender is not mentioned. No specific descriptive words are used.
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Phantom is practicing when you call.“Hey, it’s me. You up for a repeat of the other night?”
He blushes and smiles at the mention of last time. “Of course.”
“Can I come over?”
“Absolutely. I wouldn’t mind your company again.” He sets his guitar to the side.
“I’m on my way.”
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