#ghost fanfic coming soon

[ghoulelegy]

I got the most wholesome fic request i can't wait for you guys to read it

[demaparbat-hp]

Would you ever share a piece of Lu Ten and Zuko having tea together in Zuko’s quarter’s? I think it would heal a part of me that was savagely destroyed as soon as I read the first chapter of For The Spirits.

There you are, Spitfire! I’ve been waiting for you!

Sorry I’m late.

A story of two (For the Spirits doesn't know how to heal—not yet).

[da-rulah]

so guess what

i have a monster 19.6k word fic ready to upload in the next few days

teaser coming later this evening....

i'm back babyyyyyyyyy

[ghoul-slime]

Parallel

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 1,542

Pairing: Aether/Dew, Swiss/Rain

Tags: Voyeurism, exhibitionism, morning sex, anal fingering, anal sex, dirty talk, implied polyghouls

Summary: Just as Aether tries bargaining with Dew again, a muffled sound from the bunk below catches his attention.

A whine, pitched high and feminine. Unmistakable in the early morning quiet of the bus. Another whine, louder this time, has Dew’s eye cracking open. He’s fully alert now. He glances at Aether who stares back at Dew, brow quirked.

“Sounds like Swiss and Rain are already up,” Aether observes. That gets Dew’s attention. Aether can feel his pulse quicken beneath his hands. They both go silent. Listening.

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Aether wakes first, the rhythmic rumbling of bus tires on pavement and soft morning light spilling through the edges of the bunk curtain reminding him that they’re still out on the road. Dew is tucked into his side, wedged between Aether’s body and the wall of the bus, head snuggled into Aether’s shoulder and breathing softly. Aether checks his phone, they have just about an hour until the bus arrives at the next venue. They’d driven through the night and Aether’s body is tired, bones sore from so many days crammed into a tiny tour bus bunk. Dew has long abandoned his own bunk in favor of curling up with Aether, and despite the cramped conditions, he doesn’t mind. Aether loves waking up with Dew in his arms every morning.

As much as he’d like to lay in bed and revel in Dew’s peaceful, sleeping form, he knows that once they arrive at the venue it’s gonna be all hands on deck. Hauling gear, moving into dressing rooms, and getting ready for sound check. With a groan he curls in on Dew, kissing the top of his head and gently rocking the little ghoul awake.

Dew groans, scrunches up his nose, and buries his face further into Aether’s side.

“C’mon Dew, time to get up,” Aether murmurs into Dew’s hair, blond locks scooped up into a messy bun high on his head. Getting to enjoy Dew’s bedhead was just another reason Aether couldn’t complain about the little ghoul taking over half of his bunk every night. He kisses the top of Dew’s head again and breathes in Dew’s warm scent.

“Ugh,” Dew croaks into Aether’s shoulder. “You gotta be fucking kidding me,” he whines, gripping Aether’s shirt and rubbing his face into his broad chest. Dew sounds as exhausted as Aether feels.

“C’mon Dew, get up and I’ll make coffee,” Aether tries again, unable to mask the tired sound of his own voice. “One more show and we’re off tomorrow. We can sleep in late in a nice big hotel bed.” Aether wraps his arms around Dew’s middle and tries to sound convincing, peppering his face with more kisses in an attempt to rouse the little ghoul who only grumbles further into his chest.

Just as Aether tries bargaining with Dew again, a muffled sound from the bunk below catches his attention.

A whine, pitched high and feminine. Unmistakable in the early morning quiet of the bus. Another whine, louder this time, has Dew’s eye cracking open. He’s fully alert now. He glances at Aether who stares back at Dew, brow quirked.

“Sounds like Swiss and Rain are already up,” Aether observes, a smile breaking out across his face. That gets Dew’s attention. Aether can feel his pulse quicken beneath his hands. They both go silent. Listening.

Ohhh, Rain whispers. Followed by a series of hushed little whimpers and gasps. Rustling sheets. The unmistakable wet sound of sex with a water ghoul. Whether Swiss is using his mouth or his cock to wring the sweet little sounds of pleasure from Rain’s lips is anyone’s guess. Aether feels Dew start to go hard against his thigh and he tightens his grip on Dew’s waist as they listen.

Murmuring, low and deep, they can’t make out the words but it’s undoubtedly Swiss. Suddenly a sharp cry from Rain, followed by hushed giggles and shushing. And then the sound of wet, open-mouthed kisses, Rain’s soft cries muffled by Swiss’ lips.

Aether’s hard now, and he rolls over on top of Dew, caging him in beneath him between his arms. He dips down to kiss Dew and pulls back with a mischievous smirk on his face.

“Bet I can get you off and into the kitchen with a hot cup of coffee in your hand before they even finish,” Aether grins.

Dew, ever competitive, especially when it comes to Swiss and Rain, flashes Aether a matching smirk. “Fuck yes,” he grins, no longer interested in trying to sleep in. They both know they’re gonna catch shit from everyone else for fucking on the bus, but they don’t care. Swiss and Rain started it, really.

Aether immediately shoves his hand into Dew’s briefs, cupping his chubbed up cock, and dives in for another open-mouthed kiss until he’s pulling the same soft sounds from Dew that match the ones drifting up from the bottom bunk.

He jacks Dew off inside his underwear while mouthing at his neck, breathing into Dew’s ear as they listen to the muted sounds of Rain’s moans and whimpers beneath them.

“How do you think Swiss is fucking him?” Aether whispers into Dew’s ear. “Fingers? Has he got that big dick of his buried in Rain’s tight ass? Or maybe he’s using his mouth,” Aether ponders.

“That would explain why Swiss is so quiet down there,” Dew snickers, canting his hips up, rutting into Aether’s warm hand.

Aether huffs a quiet laugh into Dew’s ear and twists his wrist, palming the wet head of Dew’s cock while he strokes him.

Dew lets loose with a moan of his own, before Aether claps a hand over his mouth, stifling a laugh and shushing him. His hand stills on Dew’s cock as they stop to listen. Rain has gone quiet, and Aether is sure Rain and Swiss know what he and Dew are up to now. They hear mumbling again, it’s Swiss, followed by more rustling sheets and one of Rain’s high pitched squeaks, louder this time.

Aether rears back to slip Dew’s underwear off, discarding them in a ball in the corner of the bunk before diving back in, sliding two fingers through the slick of Dew’s ass.

“Mmm, wet already,” he teases, pressing the tip of his finger in. “Bet Rainy is dripping here too. He takes Swiss so well doesn’t he? Our pretty little water ghoul.”

Dew nods and bites his lip, stifling a weak groan as he wraps his legs around Aether’s middle, encouraging him to dip two fingers past the tight ring of muscle and into his hot little body. Aether fingers Dew like that, sharing quiet breaths as they listen in for the sounds of Swiss taking Rain apart beneath them.

Rain’s muffled moans are steady now, and if Aether strains his ears he can hear Swiss’ quiet panting as he works Rain over. The wet sounds of Rain’s body opening up for him.

Aether pulls his fingers out, grabs Dew’s narrow little hips and flips him over, pressing him face-first and flat down into the mattress of the bunk. He grips Dew’s ass with both hands and pulls him open, spitting a gob of saliva directly onto his twitching, fluttering hole. Dew groans into the pillow beneath him and arches his back. Aether pulls himself out of his boxers, lines up and slides his cock through the slippery mess between Dew’s cheeks. As he pushes in he leans in to growl into Dew’s ear.

“Can you hear it? Swiss splitting our sweet little Rain open on his big, fat cock? Making him sing such pretty sounds for us?” He licks into the shell of Dew’s ear, “Do you think they can hear us too? The sound of your tight little ass swallowing me up?”

Dew nods dumbly, head still pressed into the pillow and presses back as Aether bottoms out and starts thrusting into him. The wet sounds from Aether’s bunk mixing in with those drifting in from the bunk below have Dew’s head swimming and before long he’s humping his cock into the bunched up sheets beneath him.

Aether presses him down with his entire body, nuzzling into the little tendrils of golden hair at the nape of Dew’s neck, pulled loose from the bun on his head. “Listen to them” Aether whispers, “I bet Rainy is gonna cum soon, cream himself all over Swiss’ bunk.”

Dew lets out a small groan, desperately trying to keep quiet while Aether fucks in and out of him. Aether knows he’s concentrating, holding his breath and straining to listen for the sounds of Rain’s orgasm.

And they can hear it, the telltale little mantra of yesyesyes that Rain always repeats when he’s close, moments away from cumming thick and soaking and heavy. Swiss is goading him on, voice low and rumbling, barely audible as he croons, That’s right baby, cum for me, soak my fuckin’ sheets.

Aether fucks Dew through Rain’s orgasm, pinning his skinny little hips to the bed and grinding in deep as they listen to Rain’s ragged panting.

There’s less than 10 minutes before the bus pulls up at the venue when Aether and Dew emerge from the bunk. Dew wobbles in on shaky legs, messy hair falling out of the bun on his head. He follows behind a sheepish looking Aether, whose neck is covered in fresh bite marks and bruises.

Rain is tucked into Swiss’ side at the kitchen table, Swiss’ arm slung around his shoulder. Rain glances up at Aether with a small smile, light blush across his pretty face, blue eyes sparkling in the morning sunlight.

“So…” Swiss breaks the silence, sly grin snaking its way across his face. “You two nasty fuckers interested in sharing a room with us at the hotel tonight?”

[flowercrowngods]

shattered on the cliff’s edge, trapped by the tides

Summary: Steve Harrington, disgraced and disowned by his father for moral insanity, has been haunted by eerie dreams of a mysterious lighthouse ever since he was a little boy. His lighthouse quickly turns from recurring night terror to gruesome reality when his superior delegates him to fix the broken light and be the new keeper.

With only his clothes and a pocket watch that only ever shows the correct time twice a day, Steve makes his way up north. Robin, his wife for appearance’s sake, said to meet him there. But Robin never makes it, and Steve soon finds himself trapped in cold, whispering loneliness.

The locals claim that the lighthouse is haunted, cursed, and Steve — followed and plagued by terrible murmurs urging him to leave while he can, and faced with what can only be the ghost of a former keeper — is inclined to agree.

part 1 | part 2

or: read on ao3

[winterwandersland]

did i say i would have something out last week? yes. did i get anything out? no. but did i start and almost finish writing? yes. will i have a new chapter for paperwork and a new story out soon? yes. did i spend my weekend partying bc of my birthday? yes. (in fact, i need to change my bio). but will i have something out soon? yes.

[silverofthunder]

here's a little sneak peek of the evil!Copia fic:

The person didn't say anything, just stared at him with watery eyes and Copia could hear their heart eating rapidly. He could sense how much they wanted to run away, as far as they could from him. They couldn't run, though, as Copia didn't want them to. On rare occasions he allowed the preys to run but it was more fun like this - when all they could do was stand frozen in place and take whatever treatment Copia offered.

And usually the treatment they got was far from pretty.

"What are you?" The person's voice was barely audible and they looked like they had almost given up. Acceptes their fate, whatever that might be. Copia chuckled, squeezing the person's jaw.

"Your worst nightmare."

[baghassavocados]

Various silly doodles I've done for my FNAF Ghosts AU :33 (I'll get more of the more serious ones/ones with more possible plot out soon, but sillies first)

(I'm sorry for how small this one is ;-;) ⬇️

[fanficwriterlover]

A quick update....this is how far I've written for the upcoming chapter...phew... 😭 and I'm not even done yet !

Anyways just wanted to assure you guys ! I am working on it and hoping to have it finished tonight! Can't wait to share this chapter 🥺🤍

❤️Thanks for Supporting This Series❤️

[danibee33]

Chapter 6 👀👀

[evansbby]

bestie what did he do????? do i need to pull my glock out or what

he fr lost the baddest bitch 🙏🏾

the usual thing that men do. he ghosted me 😭😭 after we’d went on a few dates and also for weeks we’d text ALL day and half the night like till 3am 😭 and i don’t mean sexting i mean actual conversation with cute flirting 😭😭😭 but then he all of a sudden just stopped replying and i should’ve just NOT SAID ANYTHING but then i texted him a few days after he ghosted me and then he was like “sorry i was busy :)” WHICH IS BASICALLY CODE FOR FUCK YOU I AM DONE WITH YOU 🥲🥲🥲🥲 like I can’t believe he wasted my time like that!!! and I don’t understand what was going on in his HEAD like he was sooo into it like in the beginning i wasn’t even that attracted to him i just thought he was fun to talk to!! He was the one who kept complimenting me and flirting with me!!! (another red flag in hindsight lol). I mean he was hot so i was initially attracted to him but then I got the ick but then i forced myself to be attracted to him again bc his personality was so good 😭😭😭 and we genuinely got along so well 😭 anyways he never popped up again so it’s safe to say it’s done lol even if he did pop up now i wouldn’t reply 😂😂

[copiousloverofcopia]

Announcing a couple of things in the works!!!

These are planned to be like 5 chapters or so, smaller fics...we shall see if I can handle myself.

Something Special Special Ghoul Phil x OC Adrienne 

After Special does an interview with a young child for Meliora, he realizes something is missing from his life. When finally returning home, he decides to find out if his happiness is worth putting his wife Adrienne at risk.

Under the Spell Mary Goore x OC Piper

Piper and Mary have been best friends since they first met at the Ministry orphanage. When Mary and her boyfriend Sid asked her to come along on gigs, Piper thought it was a no-brainer. But as the excitement of the buzzing amps dies down, she realizes she wants more---now if only she can get him to agree.

[demaparbat-hp]

For the Spirits— Chapter VII: Take Me South

Take me south when it's the time

Pour me away like golden wine

I'll form a splash and it will dry

But in the shape of you

—Pure You by Nothing But Thieves

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Yume placed her hands on her hips and took a step forward. “That I do, yet I can't help but wonder about the timing. Heading South, seeking information on the Tribes…it's all very sudden, don't you think?”

The folded parchment hidden under his vest suddenly seemed to hold the weight of the world. Zuko placed a hand on his chest, where the sketch rested just above his heart. He stared thoughtfully at the floor.

Why now, indeed?

[feralghxuls]

From the Pinnacle To the Piss

Rating: Explicit

Tags: watersports, piss kink, character study, telepathic communication/mind chatter, off-screen aftercare, under-negotiated kink, public humiliation; spanking in chapter 2

Words: 8,192

Summary:

Fucking ghouls. Copia is tired of being trapped in close quarters with their stench. The ghouls themselves aren’t so bad, it’s really not that much worse than you would expect for a tour bus packed with eight sweaty beasts from Hell.

That’s not the problem. The problem is that they piss all over everything like poorly trained dogs, marking their favorite spots and their territory and each other and inside the fucking tour bus.

Maybe it's a genius plan that will surely work perfectly. Maybe it's pissed-off impulsiveness. Either way, Copia threatens the ghouls and finds he has to go through with it much sooner than expected.

“Everyone’s attention, please, yes, thank you,” he says, gaze drifting to each ghoul in turn, ensuring he has their full focus before he continues. “The marking has gotten out of hand. That stops now. This bus smells like rotting shit, so the next ghoul who pisses in here, I am going to piss on you. Capisce?”

I don't want to mislead anyone, so I'll say this now: this is mostly a character study of Copia and his interactions/relationships with the ghouls, featuring watersports at the end. (and a bonus chapter with Cirrus)

Read it on Ao3!

[ashes-writing-corner]

New writing project!

So this morning I felt as though I was issued a challenge and one that I intend to live up to. Again, I know next to nothing about CoD, but I like the characters and Simon happens to be my favorite. In honor of spooky season, here's the summary to my upcoming ghost! Ghost×Reader fic: Ghosts that We Knew

Luck has never been on your side. Born with a condition that left you with a weakened heart and a life unfortunately marked by tragedy, you've left your home country with your young daughter to begin a new life in Manchester. You hope to make it as an independent baker, but there's one problem:

You're being haunted.

A ghost haunts both your waking world and your dreams, scaring your child who has already been through more than enough. After some digging however, you come to realize this ghost has a link to you, a link that might just bind you two together for all time.

But the question is: can a heart still love long after it stopped beating?

Find out in Ghosts that We Knew!

[grimmeghoulz]

Second Fic is underway! Currently planning it out to practice better cohesiveness.