Just feeding my hyper fixation by writing some Ghost smut.
She/Her 40+
All my smut is also on AO3 here: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Danse_Macabre_Ballerina
Don't be fooled by the goofy memes...This blog is mostly 18+ Explicit NSFW horny-ass shit, so NO MINORS
*All of these and more are also on my AO3*
MY ASKS ARE ALWAYS OPEN! (As long as you don't mind waiting 6 months for me to answer) Ask me questions, give me feedback, make special requests, feed me prompts, or aimlessly ramble about whatever.
Just please be kind, I am from the 1900s and I am fragile.
I'll write about any Papa, Mary Goore, or even the occasional Ghoul. (I'll happily write about TF too if you ask, but I don't post rpf fics here.)
I am most comfortable writing for female main characters or readers, but I'll do gender neutral if you prefer. And as far as kinks go there is almost nothing that makes me too uncomfortable, but I will respectfully decline if it's something I don't know enough about to do it justice.
And let me know if you want to be added to my taglist. You can request specific Papas or tropes too.
Full list of fics under the cut...
Click on the masterlists for fic summaries and links
Primo/Papa I Masterlist
Bleeding Heart (971 words) TW Blood
Summer Rain (1,260 words)
Eyes On Me (2,031 words) TW Anxiety
Tossed Salad (1,361 words)
Our Love Is Perennial (2,151 words)
Fiore Di Neve (1,055 words)
Secondo/Papa II Masterlist
Stay With Me (3,384 words)
Bookmark (1,609 words)
Sound Check (815 words)
A Close Shave (643 words)
Mia Ragazza Tosta (902 words) TW Dom/Sub, BDSM, Rough Stuff
Blood Moon (2,539 words) TW Blood
Giveth And Taketh (2,435 words) TW Rough Stuff
Romanzo D'Inverno (3,092 words)
Terzo/Papa III Masterlist
An Unholy Proposal (7,402 words)
Sacrifice On The Altar (4,660 words)
Moonlight Cenotaph (6,725 words)
Bound To Him (5,318 words) TW Past S/A
Lamb To The Slaughter (4,416 words)
Exploring The Dark (7,457 words)
Hello, We Are Ghost (5,648 words)
Body Language (1,444 words)
Hold Me Now (858 words)
Sky Is Falling (977 words) TW Earthquake, Blood
Behave (1,282 words) TW Sub/Dom, Rough Stuff
Use Your Pretty Words (909 words) TW Sub/Dom
Red Venus (1,588 words) TW Blood
Papa Terzo (1,557 words) TW Pregnancy
Stella Matina (2,265 words) TW Childbirth Complications/Surgery
Yours To Lose (2,925 words) TW Rough Stuff
Just As You Are (1,568 words) TW Body Image Issues/Weight Gain
Overtime (1,785 words)
Bella Afrodite (1,874 words)
Wait For Me (1,126 words)
Colomba Del Mattino (1,120 words)
Stall Tactics (1,521 words) TW Sub/Dom, Rough Stuff
Thigh High (1,461 words) TW Sub/Dom, Collaring
Hands Are The Heart's Landscape (900 words) TW Con Somnophilia
On The Hunt (1,548 words) TW Mild Sub/Dom
My Sweet Adversary (4,525 words) TW Rough Stuff, Dub Con
Cure Amorevoli (3,980 words)
Break The Arrow (3,303 words)
Dust And Shadow (3,080 words) TW Masterzobation?
Cardinal Copia/Papa IV/Frater Imperator Masterlist
Pour Your Pain Into Me (6,332 words)
Blood Lust (2,251 words) TW Blood
Embracing Infatuation (6,655 words)
Surrender To Temptation (6,003 words)
A Lesson In Sin (6,406 words)
You Are Mine (4,844 words)
Second Chance At Ascension (4,104 words)
Rite Of Passage (5,628 words)
Eruption and Absolution (1,255 words) TW Con Non-Con, Rough Stuff
Growing Pains (1,514 words) TW Con Non-Con, Rough Stuff
Bleed For Me (3,054 words) TW Blood
Bath Time (1,226 words)
Negotiation (409 words)
Negotiation 2 (778 words) TW Rough Stuff
Papa Down (1,253 words)
Game Over (1,045 words)
Eat Your Words (910 words)
Take Five (1,275 words)
Wild Ride (6,939 words)
Mia Dea (1,050 words) TW Pregnancy
In The Heat Of The Night (4,523 words) TW Rough Stuff
Just A Crush (2,508 words)
Duty Calls (1,150 words)
Attrazione Immediata (7,075 words)
Time For Two (1,423 words)
Be My Forever (2,250 words)
Benvenuti A Casa (3,626 words)
Love Long Distance (7,338 words) TW Intoxication
All Work No Play (6,690 words)
Tell The Truth (6,249 words)
Date Night (1,446 words) TW Intoxication
Another Date Night (1,568 words)
Scary Movie (625 words)
Worship With Me (1,796 words)
The Cardinal's Cane (883 words)
Attitude Adjustment (1,030 words)
Bella Ghuleh (2,856 words)
Ready For My Close-Up (1,294 words)
Dream Weaver (3,778 words) TW Mild Somnophilia, Voyeurism
A Special Request (2,871 words)
Standoff (1,793 words) TW Rough Stuff, Con Non Con
Too Shy To Say (2,564 words)
Untamed Pleasure (2,038 words)
Animal Instincts (1,412 words)
Brava Ballerina (1,702 words)
Read To Me (1,649 words)
Wet Dream (1,256 words)
Victory Lap (6,290 words) TW Mild Somnophilia
Fallen Petals (572 words)
Frater Ephemerus (1,681 words)
The Taste Of You (1,373 words) TW Autism/Arfid
Here Comes Frater Cottontail (3,039 words)
Perpetua/Papa V Masterlist
Purple Rain (2,323 words) TW Blood
The Calm During The Storm (839 words)
Gazza Ladra, Part 1 (1,681 words)
Gazza Ladra, Part 2 (1,446 words)
Creature Crush (1,251 words)
Your Eyes Only (1,487 words)
Hide and Seek (4,055 words)
Coffee Break (1,647 words)
Mine To Protect (6,474 words) TW Attempted SA, Violence
Tummy Troubles (646 words)
Non-Fiction Friction (1,354 words)
Any Way The Wind Blows (4,350 words)
Closing Time (1,934 words)
Tender Confession (1,305 words)
A Score To Settle (1,594 words) TW Rough Stuff
Evening The Score (654 words)
The Papa Who Could Fly (4,804 words)
Time Out (1,066 words)
A Happy Homecoming (1,091 words)
A Tender Reprimand (2,400 words) TW Light BDSM
A Reluctant Goodbye (1,889 words) TW Rough Stuff
You Hold The Key (2,780 words) TW Terzo is Dead, Rough Stuff
My Sweet Boy (845 words)
Midnight Snack (992 words)
Love On The Road (5,897 words)
Backstage Pass (2,056 words)
Home Cooking (1,643 words)
Salvation In Submission (2,411 words) TW Dom/Sub
Play It Again (5,260 words) TW Blood
A Free Heart (3,124 words)
Love To Keep Me Warm (2,291 words)
What You Need (2,438 words) TW Gratuitous Rough Stuff
In My Eyes (1,694 words)
Tutor Privatus (1,836 words)
Rainbow Tour (1,201 words) TW Mild Somnophelia
Playing Doctor (1,008 words) TW Sub/Dom, Inspection Kink
The Monster Inside Me (3,254 words) TW Blood, Dub Con
Room Service (4,106 words) TW Mild Somnophilia
Creature Comfort (1,390 words) TW Menstruation
Cardinal Peep-petua (2,191 words) TW Voyeurism
Travel Companion (2,905 words) TW Monsterfucking
Multi-Papas, Pick-Your Papa, and Miscellaneous Masterlist
*Multis involve gangbang and tag-team scenarios, never any of the Papas sexually engaging with each other. If you are into that, that's fine, this is a judgement-free zone...but I a not into that myself.
Tango For Three (5,030 words) *Copia, Terzo TW Dubious Con/Non-Con, Rough Stuff
Resolution (5,695 words) *Copia, Perpetua
The Game (3,664 words) *Copia, Primo, Secondo, Terzo
All The Time (5,232 words) *Copia, Terzo
Night Watch (719 words) *Terzo, Perpetua TW Accidental Voyeurism, Non-Con Masturbation
Sushi Night (1,984 words) *Terzo, Copia
Pas de Trois: Adagio (895 words) *Copia, Perpetua
Pas de Trois: Coda (4,012 words) *Copia, Perpetua
Completely Pleased (2,048 words) *Copia, Dewdrop, Rain TW Tentacle Sex
Dangerous Curves Ahead (1,807 words) *Terzo, Copia
Perfect Pet (5,521 words) *Perpetua, Secondo TW Sub/Dom, Rough Stuff, Blood/Injury
It's A Beautiful Sky (2,713 words) *All Papa and more! SMUT FREE!
Three Tiny Titty Ditties (2,164 words) *Terzo, Copia, Mary Goore
Blood Monday (1,611 words) *Pick-Your-Papa TW Blood
Bedside Manner (1,929 words) *Copia, Terzo
Wild Horses (853 words) *Pick-Your-Papa TW Sub/Dom, Pain
And Papa Makes Three (2,120 words) *Perpetua, Dewdrop
Blood Brothers (1,682 words) *Copia, Perpetua TW Blood
Blood Brothers (324 words) *Copia, Perpetua
Tender In Tandem (3,753 words) *Mary Goore, Perpetua
Chasing Waterfalls (1,507 words) *Pick-Your-Papa
Take Me To The Bone Room (801 words) *Dewrdrop
A Lesson In Mating (4,151 words) *Copia, Perpetua
On A Hot Summr Night (2,469 words) *Copia, Perpetua
Mary Goore Masterlist
Bloody Mary (1,795 words) TW Blood
Haunt Me (1,196 words)
Haunt Me Again (1,880 words)
Silent Treatment (491 words)
A Bad Trip (1,681 words) TW Drug Use
House Chores (1,199 words)
Sweet Revenge (2,034 words)
A Very Mary Christmas (1,805 words) TW Unplanned Pregnancy
Christmas With The Goores (1,787 words)
Nyårsafton (713 words)
Snötäckt (2,208 words)
Breakfast For Dinner (1,547 words)
Addicted To You (3,887 words)
Back Together (1,604 words)
Modersmjölk (1,106 words) TW Lactation
My Bloody Valentine (1,385 words) TW Blood
Mogen Persika (3,401 words)
Vattensporter (1,742 words)
Broom Service (1,277 words)
Födelsedagsöverraskning (2.043 words)
Morgonöverraskning (1,368 words) TW Mild Somnophilia
Mary Godmother (1,601 words)
Beneath The Blood (1,644 words)
Hitting Snooze (2,248 words)
I Varmt Vatten (3,870 words) TW Domestic Violence
Min Lilla Blodkorv (2,230 words) TW Blood
Old Faithful (1,032 words)
Manèges Renversées (3,916 words)
Bakdörr (1,369 words)
🌔Moon Over The Ministry🌒
January 3rd: Wolf Moon (5,632 words)*Werewolf!Perpetua x fem!afab!reader TW Kidnapping, Dub Con, Monsterfucking
February 1st: Snow Moon (1,975 words) *Secondo x fem!afab!reader
March 3rd: Worm Moon (1,540 words) *Primo x fem!afab!reader TW Blood, Dub Con
April 1st: Pink Moon (2,642 words) *Dewdrop Ghoul x fem!afab!reader TW Tentacle Sex
May 1st: Flower Moon (3,917 words) *Deacon!Terzo x fem!afab!reader
May 31st: Blue Moon (3,727 words) *Cardinal!Copia x fem!afab!reader
Random Ghostie Thoughts
⚪ Sore Sex ⚪ About Me ⚪ Papa Boners ⚪ Lube ⚪
⚪ Skeledancers ⚪ My Kinks ⚪ Poopoopetua ⚪ OCs ⚪
⚪ Mira ⚪ Terzo and the Female Orgasm ⚪ 2025 Recap ⚪
⚪ Mary "Dry Humping" Goore ⚪ 'Tesora' Is Not A Word ⚪
⚪ Pussy Eatin' Papas ⚪ Public Sex ⚪ Ministry BBQ Day ⚪
⚪ Happy Birthday!...Love, Papa ⚪ C and V Like Boobs! ⚪
tell me your dirtiest terzo headcanon!! (of just your favorite nsfw one!!!)
terzo doesn't give a rat's ass about privacy and will absolutely go through your computer to find the freakiest porn you've ever watched just to casually bring it up and watch you squirm in embarrassment, which he absolutely gets off on.
"Don't play innocent with me, tesoro. I know what you want."
A really nice article from this month’s Classic Rock (6/2022) focusing on the atmosphere of Ghost shows and what Tobias is like on stage versus in private.
THE GREAT PRETENDER
The choral wells of Gregorio Allegri’s Miserere Mei, Deus drift through the audience at Manchester Arena. It’s Saturday night, the mood is high and a cathedral is being built on stage. Behind the curtain, eye catch glimpses of the sort of theatre normally associated with the Iron Maidens, Rammsteins and Alice Coopers of this world. Giant steps. High walls and arches. Ornate stained glass window backdrops. More dry ice than Kate Bush’s Wuthering Heights video, dotted with a scattering of men in hard hats. Stonehenge this is not.
Do you read stories as much as you write them? Because I need finding one! 🙏🏻
I wish I read fanfics as much as I write them, but I never seem to have the time! 😭
I started reading fanfics on AO3, which I think is more user-friendly than most other sites because you can search more easily for what kind of story you like and filter out the things you don't.
Men who take off your shoes, carefully peel your sheer tights to massage and kiss the arch of your foot before resting your legs on their shoulder and burying their face on your pussy vs. Men who toss you face down, ass up, and tear up a hole in your tights so they can eat you out from the back through it
Warnings: Dubcon; somnophilia; established relationship; role play; fellatio; unprotected sex; no prep; no foreplay; choking; fear play; nipple play; praise kink; face slapping; face sitting; cum eating; roleplay
Just wanted to pop in and say this fic does include dubcon, and while it's stated that this is a consensual act, they roleplay as if it's not.
If this isn't something you can enjoy at this time then absolutely pretend this fic doesn't exist. Your mental health is far more important than a work of fiction.
I also do not condone the actions taken in this work, it's all written for entertainment purposes only.
Thanks!
🔞 MDNI 🔞
As this is dark fiction, I'm choosing to rate it 21+. Please respect my rating. Thank you.
It was dark when you opened the door to the bedroom that you and Mary shared. The usual nightlight that he used snuffed completely out, yet the curtains remained open bathing the room in the ethereal glow of the moonlight. You saw the outline of him tucked under the thin duvet, with the exception of a leg hanging out from the heat. His briefs had risen up a little in his sleep, revealing even more of his thick thigh to you. That thigh you always loved to bite and mark and ride. Heat pooled between your legs as you imagined all the things you wanted to do - what you could do…
Mary had this fantasy, this idea that came to his mind sometimes when he was alone. He emphasised to you that in real life, he never wanted it to happen, but sometimes when he was completely alone with his hand wrapped around his cock, he fantasised about the idea of a crazy fan walking into his room and doing what they wanted to him. Especially now that he had you, this wasn’t much of a fantasy anymore - not something he had thought about for a while at least. And he knew that if a real fan broke in, he’d be terrified. But the idea of it kept haunting you. You were a fan of his band and him when you met and you still are. But you were his girlfriend now. You could do what you wanted and he’d be fine with it.
That was how you were justifying it to yourself as you were gently pulling back the covers, revealing his near-naked body to you. That was how your mind had come to accept it as you ran your hand over his clothed dick. You convinced yourself that this was okay to do when you pulled down the waistband of his underwear and took his flaccid cock into your mouth, softly sucking on it to get him hard enough to enact your spontaneous plan.
His cock always felt good to have in your mouth. You adored the weight of him. When he was awake, you’d ask him to fuck your throat because the noises he made were delectable. Tonight, however, his sleeping mind had begun to take notice of the fact that something was happening, and small whimpers left his mouth as the blood started to rush south. Your cunt by now was soaked in anticipation, buzzing with the idea that he was yours to play with as you pleased and right now there was nothing or no one that could stop you. It took everything you had not to reach down and play with your clit. You wanted to cum around his cock - you needed to. His hips would move forward every now and then, his brain finally registering the pleasure he was feeling and getting his body to move accordingly. This was how you knew he was ready for you.
Removing every item of your own clothing, you carefully climbed onto his hips and lined him up to your entrance, your wetness coating the head of his cock as you began to sink down all the way to the hilt. Your other hand covered your mouth so as not to wake him with your moans. The stretch was divine as it usually was - except more so given that you’d not prepped yourself. Usually his thick rough, fingers would stretch you open for his impressive size, but this time there was none of that. Just his cock filling you up so much you could burst. You stayed still for a second, allowing yourself to adjust to his size while also making sure you didn’t move too much and wake him up. And so once you were in the clear, you leaned forward and began moving your hips up and down his shaft.
It didn’t matter the position when it came to fucking Mary, he always hit the right spots inside you - and now you knew he could even do it in his sleep.
You looked down at him, still unconscious and oblivious to his girlfriend bouncing on his cock at three o’clock in the morning. He had no idea that it was your cunt that was making him feel so good. He was yours to touch, yours to play with. As your hips moved, you bent down and took one of his sensitive nipples in your mouth, your tongue licking and swirling around the bud. This would usually warrant an involuntary grunt from him, but tonight all you got was a shaky exhale. Even in his sleep, he was noisy and needy. Never usually this pliant for you though.
However, while you were bent over him and lowered yourself down, he hit the back of your pussy causing you to cry out in pleasure. You sat up quickly, just in time to catch his eyes open - filled with such a fear you’ve never seen from him before. The sadist in you that you didn’t know was there suddenly came alive, feeding off the horror he was feeling and making you bounce on him harder.
His movements were sluggish but he immediately tried to fight you. He used his hips to try and buck you off him, his hands came up to your head to try and hit you. He struggled so much but each movement to no avail, especially since his brain and his body was still wracked with sleep. You pinned his wrists down to the bed, and moved your mouth to his ear. “Be good and this will be enjoyable for you.” You told him.
Upon hearing your voice and clearly recognising you, he did as he was told a particular slam of your cunt onto him dragging out a loud moan from his throat. Somehow, he picked up what you were doing and began to play along. He knew the safe word, he’d say it if he needed to. “Why are you d-doing this?” He asked through whimpers, losing his mind over the feel of your tongue on his neck.
“Because I love you, Mary,” you told him. You sat up and placed both of your hands on his chest to brace yourself and let yourself bounce even more roughly on him. “I’m your biggest fan.” His hands moved to your hips and gripped tightly.
“Fuck - please, you have to stop. I have a girlfriend. Th-this is wrong.”
You stopped bouncing and ground your hips down onto him, your clit rubbing against his underwear. “Clearly your girlfriend doesn’t take care of you like she should. You don’t want me to stop, do you? Your cock is so hard for me.”
“It’s not, please stop.”
“You want this, don’t you?”
He groaned loudly when you bounced again. “Fuck! No!” His feet planted into the bed and helped him lift his hips to meet yours.
You moved your hands to his throat and began restricting it. “I’ve been to all your shows, Mary. I know all the lyrics to your songs.” You let out a damn near pornographic moan at his cock hitting you again. “I’ve wanted to do this for so long. For years I’ve loved you. Spent so many hours trying to get your attention, just trying to love you. Why won’t you let me love you now, hm?”
You released him and he gasped for air. “Please stop. Please stop.” He moved his hands from your hips and tried to push at your shoulders, half-heartedly fighting to get you off him again. Without warning, your own hand came down hard across his face, the sound of it filling the air over his moans and your sopping cunt.
“I told you to behave!” Your hand came round his throat again. “I didn’t want to hurt you but you gave me no choice. So beautiful,” you mutter. “Always so stunning, even when you’re dolled up in makeup and stained with blood. When you’re wearing those tight jeans —fuck!” His cock was getting further and deeper inside of you as you groaned and scratched your nails over Mary’s throat and down his chest.
“I don’t want this!”
You ground down onto him, taunting him, “Your mouth says that you don’t, but your body is telling me otherwise,” you kept playing with Mary’s nipples. “You can’t lie to me, darling boy. You fucking love this. Having your cock this deeply buried inside of me feels amazing, doesn’t it? When was the last time you got fucked like this? When was the last time someone worshipped you the way you deserve?”
Mary’s hands moved back to your hips and he moaned your name. “You’re gonna make me fucking cum. Holy shit!”
“Cum inside me, Mary. Let me feel you.”
With you seated on top of him, he pulled you impossibly further onto his cock and rammed himself inside you a final time, his cum spurting out and onto your waiting walls. Strings of expletives fell from his mouth and his eyes were tightly shut. The feeling of him emptying his balls inside of you almost made you cum with him, but all stimulation had stopped. Though he was breathing heavily, you weren’t done with him.
You pulled yourself off him, Mary wincing at the severity of the move, and climbed up to his shoulders. “It’s my turn now, make me cum.”
You hovered over his mouth and lowered yourself down. As his tongue buried itself into you, his hands moved over your thighs and pinned you to him. He lapped at your entrance, using your wetness and his cum combined to wet your clit. It didn’t take long before you were cumming on his face.
Clambering off him, you watched him swallow his spend, some of it spilling out the corners of his mouth for you to lick up. You lay next to him and pulled him towards you. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I was going to do that.”
He raised his head and peppered you with desperate kisses. “That was the hottest thing you’ve done in a long time, baby. Thank you.” His eyes darkened. “Although,” he sat up and pushed your thighs apart, sitting himself between them. He pulled you down closer to him by your hips, an evil smile on his lips, “don’t think I won’t pay you back for that, you little bitch.”
something something exhibition & shame kink where one of the Papas trusses you up in an overly ornate shibari pose, serving as the centerpiece of an impromptu art gallery within the ministry
Siblings, ghouls & his brothers alike can come visit, peruse the various glossy erotic photos of you that have been mounted to the walls & gaze in awe at your blushing form
Idk I have been haunted by Thoughts lately-
Which of these beautiful idiots do you think would be most likely to carry out this scheme?
