CarnivorousVoid
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- Ghost (Sweden Band) (21)
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Seeing Blind (you’re too good to be all mine) by CarnivorousVoid, Wrathofrats
Fandoms: Ghost (Sweden Band)
10 May 2026
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UNDER CONSTRUCTION FOR THE TIME BEING!!!
Many major changes coming! Stay tunedUp close, Rain got his first good look at Aether. His eyes were soft despite the creases around the edges and bright even in the shade of the peach tree, the stubble dark on his jaw. Rain almost wondered if it felt as rough as it looked. The little gap in his front teeth was endearing and made his smile oddly charming in a way that made Rain want to throw the basket at his feet and stomp off in frustration and embarrassment.
"I am more than capable." He huffs and adjusts the basket on his hip. "You can go back to doing your actual work instead of gawking at me on the clock."
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Don't deny what your poor heart needs by CarnivorousVoid for forlorn_crows
Fandoms: Ghost (Sweden Band)
24 Apr 2026
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“Is this where you’ve been?”
“M’fine…” He responds automatically. Mechanically. His words sound as empty as they taste. The fingers against his back twitch in response, gives away their worry before he can turn to them and find it settled on their face. “Not done working.”
“And you won’t be done for quite a while at this rate.” Zephyr frowns, he knows the sound of it. “You’ve done enough for one day, Mountain.”
“I’m not done yet.” Mountain repeats, quieter. Telling himself more than them, it needs to be done. He has to be the one to do it.
”It can wait.”
”It can’t.”
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"Devoted little lamb you are…"
Dew briefly pet two fingers along the underside of her cock, that sensitive little vein that pulled a moan straight from her before she even registered the sensation. The pleasure did not overtake the pain, it was not meant to.
"Please." Tempest shuddered, her toes curling. She didn't know exactly what she was asking him for, she trusted Dew to know what she needed more than she ever could.
The wax was drawn up towards her collarbones, stopping just shy of the hollow of her throat.
"No need to beg, Tempest. We'll give Him your body and your lust. You will leave this place painted in sin before the night ends, in His name."
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I thought it was clear (Just give it right here) by CarnivorousVoid
Fandoms: Ghost (Sweden Band)
24 Dec 2025
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"I'm aching for it." Aurora combed her fingers through his hair till she found the back of his neck where she pulled him down into a kiss he eagerly melted into. The taste of cake batter lipgloss and cherry coke lingering on her tongue was intoxicating, a sweetness that Storm could only expect from her. "Want you to fill me," she took his wrist and guided it higher to settle beneath her navel. Flat on her belly. "Want it right here."
"Rora—" Storm mumbled, almost like he was warning her for the suggestion. She simply smiled like she was innocent.
"You could." She pushed his hand back to her cunt. "Nobody would know. Not for a few months at least. Wouldn't start to show till after tour ends."
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You're a bad habit, you're my favorite poison by CarnivorousVoid, Wrathofrats
Fandoms: Ghost (Sweden Band)
03 Nov 2025
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“Can I bum a cigarette? I’ll owe you.”
From the corner of his eye, the man less than subtly sized him up. A slow up and down that Rain felt sliding over every inch of his body. Being eyed up close and personal was far more intense than before. Heavy. No longer just studying.
“Suppose I can spare one.” He took the box from his pocket and flipped open the top, holding it tipped in his direction. Rain plucked a cigarette from the box, noting that the man’s attention lingered a beat too long on his hands. “Played a mean bass up there by the way.”
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Aeon is allowed to change things. Dew, of all people, knows that it’s an inevitable part of this project; the essence of their entire schtick, if you will. Copia had always encouraged his ghouls to speak up when they thought something wasn’t working, especially if it was impeding their health or their performance. Really, Aeon is no different than Dew switching guitar models or Mountain adding another bass drum to his kit.
Dew knows this, on a rational level. On a personal level.
But damn, seeing that new guitar makes his blood boil.
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06 Jul 2025
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The den hums with music and heat. Rain dances like sin, Dew whispers like fire, and Phantom watches from the shadows, aching and uncertain. But want has a gravity all it's own, and what starts with a drink becomes a ritual, pinned between sea and fire, until they're completely undone.
In fewer words: Phantom is begging to be ruined; Rain and Dew are thrilled to oblige
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30 Jun 2025
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A long tongue darted out to wrap around Aether’s fingers, savoring the salty taste of sweat and skin. Aether could only watch with a mix of horror while the flame of arousal flicked at his stomach. He didn’t dare move, or try to tug his hand away again. It was almost like he was frozen in place, the siren’s call of Rain’s mouth making him stay to see what would happen next.
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Rain gives aether a blowjob in a graveyard
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Caged and always provoked (By prey left unattended) by Wrathofrats for CarnivorousVoid
Fandoms: Ghost (Sweden Band)
25 Dec 2024
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“We have to, we can’t just let you-“ Dew rambled. He set his clipboard down with a frustrated sigh before Rain interrupted him.
“I don’t have sex.”
Aether peeked his head up from his own sheet about reviewing Dew to look down over his glasses at Rain. Sure, it wasn’t out of the realm of possibility, and certainly not abnormal, but considering Rain was a ghoul Aether wasn’t sure if he fully believed him.
“You’re saying you’re a virgin?” Aether asked, before looking back over at Dew.
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25 Dec 2024
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“Hi,” he says, to himself.
Dew is not by nature a timid or shy thing. He has always been a healthy mix of piss and vinegar. Acerbic wit and energy, and thoughtful tenderness in the right circumstances. A sharp tongue but a gentle touch. Fearful or nervous are not descriptors to be used, nothing he’s ever been accused of…and yet, Dew goes cold and his hand tightens around the fistful of blanket as he pulls it closer to himself. An uncharacteristic movement performed by a hand not under his control.
Dewdrop smiles at him, with light eyes and lighter hair, looking exactly how he used to.
Or,
The past comes back to haunt.
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05 Oct 2024