Ghouls/Papas oneshots/ storys/ idrk

Wildest dreams

You had always been a fan of the Ghost band, with their haunting melodies and mysterious personas. But it wasn't until you attended one of their shows that you realized just how powerful their music could be.

As the band played, you found yourself lost in the music, swaying to the rhythm and singing along to the lyrics. And when the lead singer, Papa Emeritus, looked out into the crowd and locked eyes with you, your heart skipped a beat.

After the show, you waited outside the venue, hoping to catch a glimpse of the band as they left. And to your surprise, Papa Emeritus approached you, his black cloak billowing in the wind.

"Hello, my child," he said, his voice deep and smooth. "I couldn't help but notice you in the crowd tonight. You have a beautiful voice."

You blushed, feeling a thrill run down your spine at his words. "Thank you," you said, trying to keep your cool. "I'm a huge fan of your music."

Papa Emeritus smiled, revealing a row of sharp teeth. "I'm glad to hear that," he said. "Would you like to come with us to our next show? We could use a backup singer, and I think you would be perfect."

You couldn't believe your luck. Of course, you said yes.

For the next few months, you traveled with the Ghost band, singing backup vocals and getting to know the members of the band. And as you spent more time with Papa Emeritus, you found yourself falling under his spell.

He was charming and enigmatic, with a voice that could make your heart skip a beat. And when he sang to you, it was as if the world around you faded away, leaving only the two of you in a sea of darkness.

But as much as you enjoyed being with Papa Emeritus, you couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about him. There was a darkness inside him, a hunger that he could barely contain.

And one night, as you lay in your hotel room, you heard a knock at your door. When you opened it, Papa Emeritus stood there, his eyes burning with a hunger that made your blood run cold.

"Come with me," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "I need you."

You knew that you should run, but you couldn't resist the pull of his voice. So you followed him, down a dark corridor and into a room filled with candles and strange symbols.

And as Papa Emeritus began to sing, his voice filled with a power that was beyond human, you knew that you were in the presence of something ancient and otherworldly.

But whether it was a force for good or evil, you couldn't say. All you knew was that you were under its spell, lost in a sea of darkness and music, with Papa Emeritus by your side.

You then

Woke up.