Phantom: *accidentally hits Aether straight in the face* Phantom: *panicking, trying to decide between saying 'I'm so fucking sorry' and 'Are you okay'* Phantom: ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?! Aether: *infected by the nervous energy* MAYBE?!

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Phantom: *accidentally hits Aether straight in the face* Phantom: *panicking, trying to decide between saying 'I'm so fucking sorry' and 'Are you okay'* Phantom: ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?! Aether: *infected by the nervous energy* MAYBE?!
So...may I ask for.. some interactions between Phantom and Rain ! ? Or or Phantom and Aether ? ! Aaaahh Idk ! ! I love both !
Aethtom called to me 💜✨🦇
hi i havent posted ghost art in months do you guys want bug for bug aethom?
Ok, but how about Dr. Aether performing hole inspections on all the ghouls returning home from the first leg of tour. He slips on a pair of gloves and is very pleased to find that of all the ghouls, Dew is still nice and tight - just as tight as the day he left, in fact.
Phantom, on the other hand, not so much. He slides a finger inside and is surprised to find him wet and loose. His little bug has clearly been very well-used throughout the tour. And Phantom, sitting there with his legs in the stirrups, completely bare from the waist down, is red-faced and blushing and so very ashamed. He’s sure that Aether is disappointed in him, that he’s going to scold him and tell him that he’s completely let them all down with his bad behavior.
But instead, Aether slips two more fingers inside and tells him what a good boy he’s been. How proud of him he is for clearly servicing their pack so well and so often throughout a long, hard tour. And now, Phantom is lightheaded and blushing at Aether’s praise, so, so proud of himself for doing such a good job. In fact, he’s done such a good job that Aether rewards him with another nice, big cock up his ass right then and there.
I need aether force mascing phantom who he insists doesn't know what's best for him and then also pumping his clit till it's so fat and swollen and sensitive it hurts so bad phanton might cry
And then Aether blows him about it-
- Phantom, wearing a hospital gown, walking through the hallway toward the ghouls who are waiting for him to pick him up -
Aether, frowning at the sight of the gown: You know the opening is supposed to be in the back?
Phantom, outraged: No way, I don't want people to see my naked butt!
Firstly, I'm so enjoying your tumblr <3
So irl Phantom posted a story of himself playing guitar whilst sat on someone's shoulders and the person had a build a little like Aether. Maybe please draw Phantom on Aether's shoulders?
Thank you, you're super cool and you deserve to have the best Ghestie <3
They're having fun like that
(Thanks for liking my art and the blessing! Made my day!
You’re like a sugar rush
Aether with his hands all over Phantom.
Aether eating out and going down on his little Bug until he’s crying, messing his stomach, but Aeth is just cooing and purring at him, “Just one more for me, starlight. It feels so good, doesn’t it?”
Phantom sniffing, feeling overwhelmed and wrung out, but it does feel good and he does want to come again. Wants to be a good boy for this rugged, sexy Quint, who’s pulling his orgasms out of him one by one until Phantom feels like he has nothing left to give.
But then Aether stops playing with him and Phantom’s eyes start to well again, but he is completely mesmerized by the sight of Aether’s thick cock, heavy and leaking between his fuzzy thighs.
Phantom’s hole clenches weakly, dribbling and slick from Aether’s mouth and his own excitement, as the Quint leans over him and Phantom instinctively spreads his legs invitingly.
“I needed you ready for me, Bug, but then all of you tasted so good, so sweet. I couldn’t help myself.” The head of Aether’s cock brushed Phantom’s entrance and he whimpered, trying to pull Aeth closer.
The instant the larger Quint was buried to the hilt, Phantom spurted across his stomach, stuffed so full. But Aether had just started moving and tears slid down Phantom’s constellation-speckled cheeks. He was Aether’s good boy; and the larger Quint had just gotten started.