ⓘ You Can Bite Your Friends.

Ghoul tails and puppy paws

age regression is a coping that can be both voluntary and/or involuntary it is entirely safe and reccomended by therapists if they believe it would be effective for said person but as mentioned for some people it is entirely unpredictable, if this makes you uncomfortable please carry on elsewhere thank you <3

1000 words on the dot!

Depressed phantom? Phantom is age regressed, phantom uses they/them pronouns, swiss uses he/him but thats only this one, we love our swiss gendered ghouls

Happy ending of course cause im a man of hurt comfort 🤠

Based on the pictures of phantom with little sunshine 🐶

"Buggy you know the answer, i want to appease your wishes but what about the clergy, the other ghouls" a shiver runs down his back at the thought of sister imperator "and seestor" he mumbles her title not wanting to give it a second thought.

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Papa can we keep little sunshine? " phantom who was all but big right now pleaded, following papa copia around like a lost puppy themself, their hands behind their back holding their own tail just under the spade.

The quintessence ghoul nodded dejectedly "yes papa" they mumbled wandering off.

They're not exactly sure why they felt so distraught after such but something in them felt sickeningly cold, a longing for a friend or companion, the warmth of a little sunshine.

They'd been slower more downcast, especially for a little ghoul who was bouncing off the walls 24/7 when they realized their own presence in the church wasn’t as truly temporary as previously stated.

It may had not been noticed by the crowd but the other ghouls even with their glamor up could feel a deep frosted alone feeling eating its way into phantom, the way their mind had ate at itself when they had first been summoned under the terms of temporary, their friendship with this puppy was deeper seated than just wanting a cute pet, this was a longing for someone who felt like them, for a puppy who radiated the same dejected cold feeling when people would pick up her litter mates not even giving her a second glance, how she stayed to the back of their little fenced in area keeping herself away from the puppy cuddle pile.

They were lost, almost stumbling over their own feet and the music at their fingertips, their glamor almost slipping at the same time as them almost into their headspace as their mind ate away at them.

By the time the show was over all they wanted to do was pick up their little friend and hold her, it wasn't a want it was desperation, they*needed* to hold her.

Papa was nowhere to be found, of course he wasn't, why would he be when he has a regressing ghoul begging for a companion that no one here understood the connection between, it was surreal, all stumbly and depressed they helped or at least tried helping pack up the equipment, trying to keep their mind occupied.

"bug, hey little quint- go say goodbye to your puppy friend, the people are packing up and letting us say goodbyes, c’mon baby-bug" swiss had come up behind them with his chest to phantoms back, giving them sorta a hug where swiss' left hand came around patting phantom in the center of their chest while swiss craned his neck to look somewhat through the mesh peripheral vision areas on the goggles.

Oddly enough this statement felt like it was being burned into their being, having a chance to say goodbye hurt so much more than the empty feeling of no second chance to see her, but they couldn't help it, thats supposed to be their best friend.

Their feet aimlessly trace them in the direction of the people with the puppies and kittens, swiss following them closely already aware.

Phantom walking over to the puppy-pen their little friend nowhere to be seen, their breathing picks up and their mind becoming spotty, looking around at all hands in the area for the sunshine, where is she, why does it feel like they're a planet quickly falling out of revolution of its sol, shes nowhere, maybe they're giving her another bath?

Their mind going a million miles an hour, they longed for their friend, one of the lovely ladies from earlier walking over noticing phantom by the black horns of their mask, "you here to say goodbye to the critters?" She smiled

Without caring if their voice came out how it does when they are little they mumble out "sunshine?" It sounded like a beg if you could see their eyes they would be big and full of agony and they're on a collision course with the abyss.

"Im so sorry, she was just adopted maybe five minutes ago" she says with sympathy

Their world us shattered, send them back to hell for all they cares, they cant breathe, the pits would do nothing to thaw the now set permafrost in their chest.

"Is there any other that you'd like to say goodbye to?" A careful smile with the absolution of sorrow painted in her gaze, he stumbles back into swiss' chest "hey buggy, its okay, come on baby" swiss whispers to deaf ears.

They're devastated, but alas theres nothing that can be done, for once they’ll let themself feel this, let it sink in, it's not like there was much of an option to begin with.

Once back to the tour bus they don’t even bother taking off their boots or helmet, all the buzzing commotion can wait, everyone can continue as their world sits in a slow muddled pause, they climb into their bunk curling up into a ball, hiding away from the potential ghoul piles, taking them self out of the limelight, the clergy would pay no second glance, maybe this is what it actually feels like to be temporary.

Their glamor fallen and little mind soaked in sorrow, the spade of their tail pressed against the muzzle, the only thing keeping them from crying out.

The curtain to the bunk being slowly opened and yet little bug squashed by the world they payed no mind to words or hands or little puppy paws.

Puppy paws? Gloved hands reaching over phantom putting the sunshine between them and the wall of the bunk, all senses are lit a blaze a revolution, of shared happy whimpers between to two little friends, their mind warm, safe, permanent because forever is only as ling as it needs to be, and this little ray of sunshine is his clarity "my sunshine" they smile

Humbly requesting more Omega Ghoul. He is my boy, I love him <3

Also btw love ur art style! Have a great day!

Watch out, hes onto you

A big pillow

I've been seeing a lot of people reposting others art even when it is in very CLEAR wording to not repost! You all should respect that person's wishes as some people can take it as that re-posters artwork when it is not. I have seen it first hand on Pinterest with three certain people.

Please respect all artists wishes and boundaries!

Tbh, he does look dead.

Ghost fans:

The reason why I feel this way:

Can’t say I feel bad about it..

(The actor seems very sweet tho)

…photos of Copia I have in my camera roll and I won’t expect to explain any of it

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Last photo isn’t mine. If you want credit or don’t want it included, just ask. I’ll edit.

It's not even done...

Also, how in the world have I spent nearly TEN HOURS on this. I STARTED THIS TWO DAYS AGO. Guess I'm more committed to this price than I thought.

Just another little sketch of Phil (Special Ghoul)

Anywho.

Have a messy warm up drawing thing I did with a base since I still can't draw fingies or good shoes.

(This base was free to use except for commercial use which I am not. I quadruple checked)

(please remember to be respectful towards base creators! If it says to not use without paying, pay first before you use and ask)