It came and I'm so excited to add it to the collection! My own little Papagotchi from @autumnblooms
Look at this cool rat print that came with it! Skull dude from the envelope is becoming a magnet too.
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When I was explaining him to a friend for the first time, for a visual and behavior description I said he looked/acted somewhat like a sex-pest. Not that I thought he actually was but he kinda fits some of the stereotypical vibes. I immediately followed that with "But one that you actually want to be pestered by."
In my mind at that moment, 'Wait, do I actually like this? Oh, I guess this, him especially, is doing something for me. Is this/he a thing for me now?" *New preference unlocked*
It started as a body/silhouette appreciation thing but when I finished, I realized there was a missed opportunity. So now there are two and I don't know which I like more. I also can't get that damn song out of my head.
It looks like I made him a red light district tiny dancer or like he's performing Cell Block Tango in Chicago.
Anyway, at least I have found one use for these silhouettes.
Back with some lyrical inspiration. The song itself is about a relationship to good to be true but I can't help but think of some kind of Dracopia fic (or any VamPapa you prefer).
Every night, I rush to my bed With hopes that maybe I'll get a chance To see you when I close my eyes I'm goin' out of my head Lost in a fairy tale Can you hold my hands and be my guide?
You can be a sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare Either way, I don't wanna wake up from you
-Beyoncé, Sweet Dreams (2008)
I can't write for shit but I think it could be some good smut. Just think about the possibilities! Summary via thought dribble:
Although you have been in a relationship for some time, you experience sexual repression that keeps you from letting your self engage in what you really desire. You are not naïve, but shame and guilt from your previous life has diminished your urge to seek out what was always considered taboo, even though its what you truly want. You want to fully give your self over to your partner Copia, so you enlist him and his powers to help guide you back to your true self. At night, he enters your dreams, helping you give into to anything you and he desire. Your dreams quickly become his sexual playground. Will his indulgences lead you to your sexual salvation or will his desires prove to be beyond your own? Writer's choice on how this experiment ends!
End of dribble. I will go back to my hovel now.
The world's got jokes but at least I have Ghost!
I went to do some work on my car and found my driver window shattered. Good thing I have insurance.
Anyway, look at my new decal! Also, I recommend the Papa air freshener. It's been in my car for months and my nostrils still get blasted with vanilla Papa scent every time I open the door.
I wanted to make something quick with Cardinal Copia silhouettes and just needed a few. However, once I started, I couldn't stop and now I have 40+. It's so relaxing to guide the selection tool around his body. I always save the hands and head for last. I have now spent many hours, zoomed in on every inch. Not sure what I'm doing with these now but here is a low quality screenshot. I don't think I'm done either. Technically a WIP I guess.
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@danse-macabre-ballerina mentioned 'horned up and being constantly fed' on a t-shirt but for some reason my mind went to those honor roll bumper stickers parents would get for their kids.
Now I want to sit in traffic, see one of these and know I have come across a kindred spirit in the wild. I want to be on the honor roll of the horned up Ghost fandom.
I cannot stress enough how badly I need these.
I got you! One for you and one for your reader or anyone else who your writing gets pregnant.
After @lucifixion-pose posted an update on #the terzenis research project yesterday, these popped into my head. It's vital that we continue to bring attention to important scientific matters so we are able to persist in making needed advancements in Horny Ghost Science! Thank you to all of the dedicated researchers that are a part of this project.
@danse-macabre-ballerina mentioned 'horned up and being constantly fed' on a t-shirt but for some reason my mind went to those honor roll bumper stickers parents would get for their kids.
Now I want to sit in traffic, see one of these and know I have come across a kindred spirit in the wild. I want to be on the honor roll of the horned up Ghost fandom.
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Hello my lovely! <3
Could I request Public sex/Exhibitionism with our beloved Frater, pretty please? 🫶🏻
(bonus points for him being a dirty old man, but I'll leave any specifics in your capable hands 🤭)
Thank youuu! 💖💜💖
WONDERFUL BEAUTIFUL FRIEND I LOVE YOU FOR THIS. There have been too many sad Frater thoughts lately, so this time I thought he (and you) deserve to be obsessed with each other and living happily ever after, spending his retirement fulfilling every fantasy he can think of. Fully self-indulgent smut time, okay?
38 from the vague trope prompt list
Frater x Reader. Fem reader, specific terms used: clit. Explicit 18+ MDNI. Masturbation, vaginal fingering and fucking, exhibitionism/voyeurism/public sex (duh) ~2.3k words
I've been to numerous Ghost fandom spaces across this here internet and I can say that by far, the least toxic is this place. I think a part of that is a large swath of us are horned up and being constantly fed - we have no room or the brain cells for drama. They're all dedicated to deep appreciation of the band and the creative works shared in the space.
I just want to show my appreciation for everyone here that has contributed to this unholy space whether through contributions of art/fics, sharing of photos/gifs/thoughts or comments, likes and reblogs.
I am apparently in a lyric sharing mood lately, so I leave you with this:
We don't need no haters (y'all, we don't need, no) Just tryin' to love one another (love) We just want y'all have a good time (mm-hm) No more drama in your life (mm-mm, no) Work real hard to make a dime If you got beef, your problem, not mine
-Mary J. Blige, Family Affair (2001)
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THOUGHTS: TERZO AND THE FEMALE ORGASM
There was something about his approach to sexual pleasure that you found both refreshing and unnerving. With every partner you'd had before your own climax was something that had to be earned, or something that was so tied to their own pride and personal hang-ups that it was hard for you to even enjoy it. And if you never got there...it was your fault and somehow a personal insult to them.
With Terzo it was different. He handed out orgasms like a Goddamn sexual Pez dispenser, like it was simultaneously no-big-deal and the thing he was born to do and would do every second of every day if you let him.
I know you're running late, but can just make you cum before you have to go?'
I am sorry you had such a bad day, amore. Why don't you sit on my face and tell me about it?'
And at the same time he acted like his own needs were an afterthought, as if when you wanted to lavish him with attention with your mouth or hands it was some sort of chore. He legitimately couldn't equate the two things in his mind. How you could enjoy giving him pleasure as much as he did for you? His needs were so basic. Yours were sacred.
As matter-of-fact and shockingly blunt as he could be about giving you satisfaction, it was never just 'getting you off' in his mind. He treated your orgasms as something to be worshiped, every one a gift to both of you from the Dark One himself.
It was the source of much of his distain for Christianity and any other religion that approached female sexuality as something to be viewed with shame. What kind of God would give women anatomy that serves no purpose other than pleasure and then punish them for taking full advantage of it? Why bother giving them the gift of unlimited orgasms and then treat them like they are something depraved or dirty? It defied logic.
And so he'd made his own personal mission to unravel the web of hang-ups and self-doubt you'd encased yourself in, one touch, one lick, one thrust, one brain-melting climax at a time. He'd happily spend every hour of the day splayed out between your legs, suckling at your clit and feeling your heartbeat hard and strong against his lips, or rocking you in his lap, knuckle-deep in your pussy until you'd soaked his gloves and robes with your release, trembling and depleted. In the moments of quiet when his weight pressed you into the soft surface of the mattress, his hands tangled in your damp tresses, his cock buried in your slick walls as they twitched with aftershocks, he'd study your face with a look of no less than adoration. Pressing kisses to your dewed face with reverence, whispering praise like psalms. And just when you felt like he'd pushed you to your limit, like you'd both given and taken all you were capable of, you'd hear the words that made dread sit like lead in your stomach and yet you craved like a drug, needed with an intensity that made you feel insane. 'One more, amore.'
How I feel when I read some of y'all's Copia fics.
It's too big (big) It's too wide (wide) It's too strong (strong) It won't fit (fit) It's too much (much) It's too tough (tough) He talk like this 'cause he can back it up
He got a big ego Such a huge ego I love his big ego It's too much He walk like this 'cause he can back it up, ha-ha
-Beyoncé, Ego (2008)
And I love every inch 😏 of what I read.
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Anonymous asked:
Hi! Can I get something really spicy and rough with Daddy Frater in his office (praise kink, emphasis on the age gap/age difference)? Thank you!
🟧 "Don't look at me like that." "Like what?"
⭐️ "If we're going to do this, I'm not going to be gentle."
This is the last of my Thanksgiving asks (only took me until New Year's Eve to finish them), and this one's a doozy! Hmmmm, what should we be punished for this time, y'all? [dusts off an idea I've wanted to do for a while]...TA-DA!...
18+ Explicit (1,649 words) Copia x afab!reader
[Authority Figure/Power Imbalance, Age Gap, Daddy Copia, Reader is a Fanfic Writer UH OH, Smut, Praise/Dirty Talk, Roleplay of Sorts, Blow Job, Cunnilingus, Fingering, P in V Sex, Desk Sex, Aftercare]
Read on AO3
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"You wanted to see me Frater?" You peeked your head past the heavy wooden door timidly, making your way to the lone chair that sat facing his intimidating desk in the center of the room. "I hope it's nothing serious."
"I am afraid it is, Sorella." He gestured for you to have a seat. "Quite serious." You'd never seen him so dour and the deviation from his usual jovial, almost goofy nature made your stomach twist and turn.
There are two Santas:
One who is tired of your shit after the 1,737,282th request for him to put Papa under your tree.
The second is Santa who totally gets the vision behind your request and is cheering you on. He hopes you really get your Papa. In fact, he'd like one too!
Happy Holidays y'all! I hope we all get our Papa in one day!