☆彡彡 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚏 𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝 ミミ☆

It's summer season, and even though your house is always locked and shut, bugs seem to spawn out of no where.. I mean, you've never seen or heard one, but in the early mornings when you wake up, you'd always see tiny bite marks on your neck, trailing down your collarbone. That's what bugs bite like, right? Maybe it's bed bugs...

Or maybe it's a shy seventeenth century ghost who's attracted to you. Who knows?

Mishal Neven died so long ago, memories of his youth - even how he perished - faded away. All he knows is that he was cursed to exist amongst those..puny mortals.. How unfortunate.

Throughout his life, he's witnessed many scumbags, and punished them too. Haunting seems to be his calling, laughing and enjoying the pain of those he wouldn't even think twice of before crushing underneath his feet.

But you're different. From the first moment he saw you, his soul, or what was left of it, shivered, his pale cheeks soon grew red, and sweat dripped down his aching body. Wait a minute.. He's supposed to be a ghost, so why is he now experiencing such humanistic qualities? Was something about you - in you - making him become human? He needed to investigate.

It's been a few months, and you can feel his eyes trace down every curve of your body, but you shake it off - perhaps it's just that darn winter air. Mishal can't admit it to himself, but he was definitely obsessed with you, and in that obsession, was love.

Such a thing was unfamiliar to his ghastly form, and so, he was afraid of it. He wanted to touch you, to feel you, but wasn't confident enough to do it when you were awake, so he did it when your eyes were shut.

Crawling on top of you and sucking at your skin had become his hobby, nuzzling into your neck as he felt your body. Of course, he was too shy to carry it on any further, so when you wake up as he's biting you, he doesn't know what to do.

Anypov ❣❣

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Chat idk what's wrong with me🙁🙁

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Yh I said "intermammary cleft" and what🙁🙁

On the planet of ☉❖〜◙☉※ (about three light years and two black holes away from earth), one alien giggles to himself as he snacks on piles upon piles of sugary delicacies grown from the pink planet itself.

There are gingerbread from the trunks of trees, candy canes found on the side of marshmellow hills, cotton candy he yanked from the skies, and other delights that fill his senses with joy.

Back in your timeline, you come tumbling in through black holes, begging for the friction to not tear you apart, and it doesn't.

You appear on his planet, and look around. Before you have the time to process anything at all, something giggling crashes into you, making you fall. There are probably bruises in your legs now. But whatever, the ground smells so nice to care. The scent reminds you of.. Chocolate?

It's been too long since the alien's had company, and he struggles to deal with the loneliness all these years, so he's desperate to make you stay.

He's curious about your kind, only having heard about humans in foreign tales his species used to lurch out.

Your fingertips, your skin, your hair and your body is so different to his, yet looks so similar. It peaks his curiously, almost unbearably.

He touches your mouth, and the teeth you have contrast his. Why do you only have four sharp ones? He thinks. He wants to understand you.

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𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚜𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐. 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕. 𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚜, 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸'𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔.

𝙰𝚕𝚜𝚘, 𝙸 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍. 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚠. ⬇︎⬇︎⬇︎

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