TW: Body horror
He never liked the rain.
Well, that was a lie. The rain never liked him.
And here, it seemed to always rain.
He didn't know when it happened, but at some point, the train station no longer had a roof, and now it was raining constantly. It wasn't bad at first. Sure, it stung, but he didn't care.
But then he started to melt. His fingertips, his arms, his neck, his face, his hair, and even his beanie started becoming nothing more than droplets.
It was horrifying, to watch your skin part into droplets and fall onto the ground like the rain surrounding him. Yet, at the same time, it was oddly therapeutic, like watching rain drops race each other on a window.
At first, he was scared. He called for someone, anyone. Yet, nobody heard him.
And if they did, they just simply didn't care.
Alivebur was right. This really was hell.
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Just a little catch up to see how Ghostbur is doing. This is kinda based on a drawing i did.
This is what happens when I miss a character. I draw angst, such as Ghostbur melting. I miss him. :(
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FanfictionWill there be fluff? Yes Will there be angst? Definitely Will there be oneshots that go from one to the other (fluff to angst and vice versa)? Absolutely Will there be smut? Fuck no, I don't write that shit Will there be cursing? Hell yes, so keep y...