#i love the ghoulettes so much you don’t understand

[elusiveclownbox]

some ghoulette gifs (feat. rain and phantom) i made from my ritual videos •v•

because i love them,,,,very much

might make a Papa and ghoul one later papa and ghoul one here!

#i had such high quality gifs but the file size was too big :( #still cute tho #i love the ghoulettes so much you don’t understand #nameless ghouls #the band ghost #phantom ghoul #ghost #ghost bc #ghost the band #aurora ghoulette #ghoulette #nameless ghoulettes #ghost ghoulettes #the nameless ghouls #cumulus ghoulette #cumulus ghost #theyre so cute #little dancy dances #rain ghoul #rain ghost #ghoulettes my beloveds

[blake-1030]

Ghoul heeadcanon’s, cause why not??

No NSFW

Aurora

Definitely collects things, like trinkets or coins

Doesn’t like potatoes (idk)

Doesn’t understand he concept of cars, because they don’t have them in the pit

“Why don’t the humans just walk?”

Probably doesn’t understand buses, planes, and boats. That sort of thing

Cumulus

Loves glee, her favourite character is Mercedes

Is an amazing chef

She definitely says “oops” when she knocks something over

Doesn’t understand why sexism exists. Because in the pit all ghouls and ghoulette’s are treated the same

“Wait, human girls are treated like that?”

Cirrus

Can’t cook for the life of her

Her ringtone is definitely a recording of one of the ghouls saying ‘ring ring’ over and over again

I can picture her tapping the top of door frames when she walks under them

Doesn’t understand why humans don’t have elements

Mountain

Also taps the top of door frames (definitely teases Dew that he can’t reach the top)

Can’t cook, but is an amazing baker

He has a greenhouse outside and keeps smaller plants on his windowsill

Doesn’t understand that he’s a literal giant and just thinks everyone else is tiny

Phantom

Tried to learn how to cook, is now permanently banned from being within three foot of an oven ever again

Dances around with headphones in the middle of the night

Gives all the ghouls random hugs at the most random times

Like, they could be getting a pot out of a drawer and phantom will just walk up and hug them

Doesn’t get why Dewdrop is so warm

“I’m a fire ghoul, that’s why” Dew said to him one time

“Huh?”

Swiss

Loves shortbread for some reason

Picks the ghouls up and carries them around

Tried to pick mountain up once and practically broke his back

Loves drawing

It’s still sinking in that Phantom and Aurora are still getting used to earth, so sometimes he’ll say something and the new ghoul/ette won’t understand and he’ll be like “how do you not know that?”

Dewdrop

Is an oven so in the winter everyone clouds around him

Hates to admit he likes to get hugs

He may seem all angry and excited all the time, but as soon as you massage his scalp it back he is like a puppy

He keeps a small pendant in his pocket that Aether gave him before he left

He DIDNT ever hate Phantom because he replaced Aether. He accepted that Aether wasn’t coming back, so he was okay with phantom

Rain

Tried to teach Cumulus bass for some reason????

Eats practically every meal with a spoon

Cereal, noodles, soup, and toast are half of what he eats

Ironically hates the sound of rain

Loves to annoy Mountain

Like poking him and humming all the time, but mountains too much of a sweetheart to say anything

That just annoys rain lol

Is actually an amazing drawer, Swiss taught him how to draw

#nameless ghouls #headcanon #swiss ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #mountain ghoul #aurora ghoulette #cumulus ghoulette #cirrus ghoulette #rain ghoul #phantom ghoul #ghost band

[xruiiii-blog]

Some ghouls come in pairs and they are giving heavy sidling vibes…

These are just for fun!!! Some hc my friends and I shared:)) forgive my English too…I tried🤷‍♀️!

Swiss & Rain-They are not blood siblings but they’ve been by each other’s side for as long as they can remember. There’s an age gap, they act completely different, into different things, but there are times where they look like each other’s reflection. The pit was a tough memory for both of them but luckily they had each other.

That being said, They will do stupid pranks to the other one and it’s only funny to themselves. No one beside them will understand what the hell is going on. They won’t even stop giggling during practices this sometimes pisses Copia off…but they are his ghouls so he can’t do anything about it. Usually Swiss’ the one who started them. Rain only pays back if he’s bored/got irritated, most of the time he lets it slide.

Ifrit & Zephyr-They are twins! They can be very handful sometimes…the intention was nice(ended badly bc one of them accidentally messed up or got too carried away, drag the other one with them). They are free spirit. Don’t even try n tell them to behave or what to do cuz they always end up doing their own thing. Follow the instructions was never an option. If you trust them on whatever they’re about to do then that’s a promise, they sure knows how to deliver. Usually Ifrit suggests an idea and comes up with a “plan” but then Zeph is the one who’s actually doing all the work…

Rare occasions they get time-out from Terzo. They will start behaving for a week at most. Ifrit has to spend a day or two convincing Zeph to be on his side again. They are the sweetest boys tho, always trying to cheer their papa up and lighten the mood. If papa didn’t like it, try something new. Terzo secretly enjoyed their company. It feels like home when these two hanging around(even if he had to cover his ears or screams “put that down!”) Terzo gets complaints from sisters about these two running down the hall all the time. Besides a disappointed gaze, Terzo never actually punish them, ever.

Aurora & Phantom-baby bat siblings! Aurora is probably minutes or seconds older than Phantom and she won’t ever let this go. There’re A LOT of pillow fights, back and forth arguments about nothing, constantly screaming each other’s name for no reason in the ghoul dorms right after they’re summoned. Copia had to sit both of them down for a chat but ending up realizing there’s nothing he can do from this point on. They’re fine, it’s a sibling thing. The ghouls are on their own now.

(Quick side explaining: our lore is that ghoulettes and ghouls are not coming from the same place. Ghoulettes are like witches?? Their community are tight, function more like merceners, papa had to go hire from the witches. Ghouls are…ghouls. They are from hell, the pit, they can be owned I guess?? Make a living in the pit it’s all on ur own. Doesn’t matter where u from, working with/for the clergy, next to papa is always a pleasure, an honor. A sacred chance for anyone. Exceptions always exist, Mist is a ghoulette but she’s from the pit. Phantom in this case, was adopted by the witches and lives among them, so this makes him a half-witch I guess…there are some ghoul behaviors he simply doesn’t understand, Aether prepared him after his summoning but there’re still alotttt to process. He’s an exchange student if u will. )

If Phantom ever felt frustrated, Aurora is the first person he goes to, and vises versus. Aurora will call Phantom her baby brother only when tommy is not around. They are still on the young side so everyone is looking out for them. They never been on Earth before so they are super hyped about everything. Blew up the kitchen couple times but they were forgiven after a sincere apology. Will you ever say no or stay mad towards a baby bat who love you with all their heart?? That’s right, I don’t think so.

I haven’t read much of the lores in the fandom if there’s similar ones oops!! We have similar tastes I guess! I don’t own any of these they are all just for fun. Thanks for reading and tolerating my on going struggle with writing! Hearts to all the writers out there, idk how y’all did this, it’s so damn hard💀.

u guys’ stuff actually makes sense, mines don’t lol

FYI my drawing always have them in these dynamic as well! These became canon to me…I just love seeing ghouls messing around…

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

*°:⋆ₓₒ day 7. mirror sex

.｡❅*⋆⍋*∞*｡ “frosted windows”

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ — ❤︎ the fogged windows are perfect places to trace pretty little shapes on, cirrus however has a different shape in mind

pairing: cirrus ghoulette x gn!reader

a/n: i want mommy cirrus to step on me so hard you don’t understand. this one will be shorter than usual

cw: nsfw content. mirror sex. fingering. technically it’s sex against a window but it has a reflection. strap on usage.

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“i think i prefer seeing you all fucked out against the window like this… you just look so damn hot.” —❤︎

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“hehe, look at this little shape i made.”

“awww, that one is cute.”

cirrus just giggled at your antics, finding them endearing. the two of you rented out a log cabin for the season to stay in, just to enjoy the holiday with each other’s company.

the two of you stood in front of one of the many windows in the cabin, which was frosted from the chilling, crystal snow from outside. it was a rather freezing day today, especially because it was getting closer to late december. but of course, you wanted to make do of the lovely frost and have some fun with it.

“see look at this one! it’s a little bunny!” you cheered happily, tracing your fingertip on the glass to create a simple, cartoonish bunny that had such a dorky look on it. the air ghoulette laughed.

“seriously? that’s what you call a bunny?” cirrus laughed sarcastically. she pinched your cheek with a coo, and you just whined.

“heyyy.”

“here, i’ll show you how it’s really done.”

her voice held a certain confidence to it. cirrus used her ghoul tail to make quick swipes across the window, each one creating a thin, swift line that led to the creation of a rather skrunkly looking snow bunny.

you stifled a laugh.

“… hah, you sure that one is better than mine?” you managed to snort out, and cirrus narrows her eyes at you, rolling her eyes playfully. “it looks like a shitty shakespearean disaster.”

“you dare to make fun of my creative intellect? i’ll have you know that i am a very talented artist.” cirrus spoke in an exaggerated, dramatic tone, obviously messing around with you.

you just punched her shoulder playfully, giggling at her sassy attitude. “yeah, only with your fingers.”

she sticks her tongue out at you. “i can’t tell if you meant that as a sexual connotation, or me playing my keyboard.”

“hey you never know! it can be both!”

the two of you giggled, laughing and pushing each other around. it was nice getting to rewind and relax with your partner like this. as much as cirrus was a pain in the ass sometimes, she was genuinely a great girlfriend to you. you both leaned against the window and calmed down from your laughter, wiping away tears of joy.

“ahh.. but honestly.. there are other shapes i’m good at making, ones that don’t involve me making shitty drawings on a frosted window.” cirrus spoke between her chuckles, her voice becoming more calm and soothing.

you giggled, wiping your eyes as you looked at cirrus, growing intrigued by her words. “haha.. elaborate, will ya?”

cirrus smirked, her tail coiling around your calf.

“well, first i’ll have to preface this by saying that it is a two-person job.” cirrus started out, her voice dropping lowly. “y’know, it’s a team effort.”

your breath hitched from this.

“uh-huh…”

“and it’s very hands-on.”

“mhm..”

“y’know, to really create the most beautiful piece of art.”

you sighed at your girlfriend’s attempts to be teasing.

“just say you wanna fuck and i’ll say yes, babe.” you bluntly stated. cirrus’ eyes widened, and you gave her a blank look, but that smirk spoke volumes.

no further words of affirmation were needed.

cirrus shook her head and mirrored your devilishly charming grin. in a blink, she had you pushed up against the frosted, chilling window, her chest pushing up against your back.

“fine then, since you’re so insistent on it.” she chuckled out lustfully, grabbing your chin and forcing your head to turn around.

the two of you started to kiss with a fervent desire to feel each other’s bodies on one another. cirrus’ quick and nimble fingers quickly made do to discard the jeans you were wearing, yanking both your jeans and underwear down until it was sagging off of your knees.

“i’m going to turn you into a fucking work of art, darling.” cirrus moaned into your mouth lustfully. “and you’re going to fucking like it.”

“mmmh.. sure i will honey.” you teased, and cirrus growled, but it was quickly replaced by a promiscuous chuckle.

licking her fingers, she teased and prodded at your aroused hole before pushing them inside of you. you let out a sharp gasp and pushed your face against the hazy up cabin window, your breath fogging up the areas that were clear. despite the haziness on the glass, you could see your reflection, and your blissed out face.

“fuccckk that’s it… relax.” cirrus groaned out, watching your reflection and how you moaned lustfully against the window. the window was bone-chilling, but the difference in temperature only made pleasure shoot between your legs.

cirrus’ fingers continued to make work in that ring of muscle, stretching out your hole, and prepping you for the main event. she was precise with her fingers, she knew exactly what she was doing.

as your moans got louder and more pornographic, cirrus suddenly pulled her fingers out, making you whine from the emptiness. she quickly hushed you by putting the fluffy end of her tail against your lips, effectively shushing you.

“quiet. i’m only getting started.” she said with a tone of authority. cirrus pulled her pants down, to reveal the strap on she’s been hiding this whole time.

you cursed at the sight. “damn, you just had that on you?”

“hell yes i did, i knew i was gonna have to fuck that attitude out of you on this trip.” cirrus groaned. “so you better hold onto that window, baby.”

you obeyed immediately, and held onto whatever surface the window had to offer. without warning, cirrus pushed the strap on completely inside of you, and she relished in the sight of watching you squirm and moan from taking her size.

“ahh!”

“ohhh there we go… look at that slutty hole taking my cock so well.”

it wasn’t long before cirrus started to absolutely wreck your hole, watching you bounce on it and hearing you let out heavenly moans. each moan only created more fog against the window, and the lusting fire in your core only grew more hot.

cirrus was pounding away onto you, her breaths ragged from the quickness of her movements.

she grabbed your chin and forced your head to look at a mirror that was laying on the floor across from you guys. there, you could see how good cirrus was fucking you with her strap, and damn did it only get you going.

“o-ohh yess!” you whimpered out loudly, voice hoarse from all of the screaming and moaning.

cirrus had a satisfied look on your face. she could sense you getting close to your impending orgasm, and she just kept fucking your tight little hole.

“you see that? you see how goddamn sexy you look.” she whispered in an alluring tone, watching how her hips thrusted into your hole from behind and how sexy you looked against the window. your palms, face and body pressed up against the glass.

“i think i prefer seeing you all fucked out against the window like this… you just look so damn hot.”

you could only whine pathetically in response, to drink off of cirrus’ strap to even care about what she had to say.

“c-cum… i need to cum!”

“oh? is that what you want? does this toy want to cum?”

she grinned and pushed you more against the window, her strap digging deeper into your hole, making you cry out in pure euphoria.

“then cum.”

like it was on command, you came with a loud whine. hot, sticky fluids coated your lower regions and dripped on cirrus’ toy. she let out a loud groan and held onto your body tightly as you rode out your orgasm. finally, she pulled you away from the window, and you just leaned against her chest.

“shhh.. i got you.” she spoke lovingly, and you just mewled in response, before looking up at the window.

your body was marked onto the glass. every lustful moment was captured on that glossy window, and it looked damn good. your eyes widened at the sight, and cirrus smirked.

“see? told you i was artistic.”

you definitely need to do this more often.

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#holiday hoes event #nameless ghoul smut #cirrus ghoulette #cirrus x reader #cirrus smut #nameless ghoulettes x reader #ghost bc smut #the band ghost smut #ghost bc x reader #smutty drabble #smutty fanfiction #christmas prompts #christmas #holiday prompts

[serene-sun]

Pairing: nameless ghouls x gn reader

Summary: really just a self insert because I need some ghoul fluff, but who doesn’t? Nothing specific, kinda covered everything lol.

Warning: slight depressing episode w/ comfort? Small ed if you squint very very hard

“May we come in?” A few of your favorite voices asked softly from behind the spruce door ahead of the dark room.

You lurk under the fluffy safety of many blankets and pillows, accompanying by some special stuffies papa and the ghouls picked out for you.

You groan, not really wanting the few ghouls to come in, but neither wanting them to leave. But these ghouls understand you in ways others couldn’t.

When things got to loud, and your chest started to squeeze, when your lungs burned for more air, the ghoulettes were there to calm you down. Patting your back, rubbing circles and occasionally using their sharp but dull nails to scratch it soothingly.

It was times when there were simply too many people in the room that the air got thick and it felt like everyone was staring directly at you, judging, laughing, and mocking as people stared. Although nobody really was, your throat closed and it was hard to speak, usually just mumbles and whimpers leaving as you felt limp at the embarrassment of just existing in public. But of course, aether and mountain were always there to block out the crowd of people, their eyes, and the echoing noise they emitted.

Rain had always sensed your unwell mood when you “forgot” to eat again, breakfast lunch and dinner was just a waste of time and patients you didn’t have.

“Maybe just try to eat these?” He would always bring you a small glass of water, or your favorite juice, with a small pack of crackers or a little treat the siblings made for holidays. Rain knew it was hard, not everything was easy as it is said, nevertheless the ghouls themselves have these times too.

Dewdrop and Swiss were a little energetic but they helped so much. Their moods in general and the way they talked but brought you peace. Dewdrops warmth would send you asleep fast. Dozing off into his arms, most of the time on accident. And Swiss was just Swiss, his humor, laugh and smile was enough to cheer you up in seconds. You loved racking your fingers through dews longs flowing hair, and when Swiss would accompany you. You would play with his dark curls and trace over his hands.

So knowing that either way the ghouls could sense your unsettling feelings or not, they would always be knocking on the door for some sort of cat like activity.

When the door slowly creaks open, a small candle light blinds you as you realize how dark your cold cavern of a room is. Judging by dewdrops shiver and even mountain disapproving of the dark room, they came closer to your bed.

For a moment you thought they couldn’t see your immobile form under so many blankets and pillows.

Cirrus and cumulus huff, crossing their arms, looking at the mirror and window covered with thin sheets.

“Darling…why didn’t you tell us you were going through it again? Speak to us.” She sighs, coming to sit on the bed. Patting your thigh through the layers she adds, “alright, let’s make a deal.”

You peak at the ghoulette from under the dark navy’s blue comforter in a bargain.

“Cumulus and I draw you a nice warm bath while the others get you a real meal, glass of cold water and some refreshing tea. Then, we cuddle until papa scolds us for being lazy cats!” She says, playfully hitting your leg, signaling for your answer.

“I’m sorry.” You apologize, voice so dry and faded from keeping quiet all night and day.

“Oh dear, don’t even think about apologizing.” Aether says, cupping your cheek as you sit up.

The other ghouls nod and agree, they step out as the ghoulettes enter the bathroom connected to your, still dark, room.

You can feel that the ghouls know what’s bothering you, but still, they will ask.

“My dear, your so beautiful and kind. Your not a burden and don’t even think about comparing yourself to anyone.” Cumulus tells you, a soft smile against your cheek as she hugs you close, combing out the little tangles in your soaked hair in the bath.

It’s like they can read your mind, because she doesn’t bother to ask the questions she has the answer too.

“Who cares what those bastards think or say.” Cirrus puffs, laying out your favorite (Aether’s) sweatshirt and a pair of (dewdrops) fuzzy socks since he gets so cold easily.

You close your eyes, falling deeper into the warm herbal bath as you peak through the door to see mountain fixing the bed. Ridding of any dirty clothes and fixing new sheets and pillow cases.

As you leave the bathroom, cozy in what is definitely your own clothing, you are surprised to see the ghouls had actually gotten you a full meal that’s not a few grapes or a small glass of water and mint gum.

You feel so very fortunate to have such companions and understood how hard it was for you to do certain things. Looking at the small bit medium sized bowl of your favorite soup, you looked back up at the happy twitching ghouls waiting for your judgment.

“Thank you” you blurt, a sniffle as you try not to feel any major feeling at the moment.

After a few bites, you crawl into the newly fixed bed, the ghouls instantly swarming you with hugs and kisses.

Dewdrop has already turn the heated blanket onto high. Swiss had already fallen asleep into your chest. Aether and mountain purring into your warming form as rain playing with the fur on dewdrops tail, drifting off at the positive emotions coming from the snuffle pile. You felt yourself drifting off as the warm meal settles inside your stomach warming you from the inside out, not to mention the ghoulettes curled, braiding and messing with your washed hair.

It was nice to have the cold anxiety replaced with warm open hearted love and understanding. Although it foggy from being so sleepy, you think papa slipped in the cracked door to see why the ministry was so unusually quiet. All you can remember is a sweet smile and a small chuckle in Italian before closing the door softly.

*A/N

My masterlist needs to be updated and I need to start a habit of tagging it for a certain area, so make ignore the first tag lol.

All reblogs and feedback are greatly appreciated! Requests are open here

#serene sun writes #nameless ghouls x reader #nameless ghoulette x reader #rain ghoul x reader #aether ghoul x reader #swiss ghoul x reader #sodo ghoul x reader #dewdrop ghoul x reader #mountain ghoul fluff #mountain ghoul x reader #cirrus x reader #cumulus ghoulette x reader #nameless ghoulette fluff #the band ghost #the band ghost x reader #the band ghost fluff

[kidstemplatte]

Terzo becoming a dad of twin girls!! Pweaaase? 🥰

dad! terzo w/ twin daughters

(implications of female reader)

this was so fun to write! thank you, anon! 🥺i hope you enjoy and it didn’t disappoint! <3

he absolutely cries when he finds out you two are having twins.

he’s so nervous. worried he won’t be a good father. these babies haven’t even been born yet and they’ve become his whole world.

you have to eat more during a twin pregnancy. this man FEEDS YOU.

i feel like he can cook. he’s always making you the best (italian) food, making sure you’re eating enough.

he does so much research he ends up knowing things YOU didn’t know.

he’s always nose deep into some parenting book or staying up in the late hours of the night reading articles.

soon he has mastered the art of carrying two babies at once.

he is such a funny dad. so funny. will do ANYTHING to make his girls laugh.

they love playing dress up!

except he’s the one being dressed up.💀

he makes an absolute show of it. he loves hearing his daughters laugh and he’ll do anything to make it happen.

“you know, you kind of rock a tutu.” you say, walking in during one of their makeovers.

to save time getting ready in the mornings, he learns how to do their hair, and before you know it, he’s a BEAST at it and can braid hair in a matter of seconds.

god forbid they get a hold of his face paint.

he leaves them alone for ONE moment. ONE minute. he comes back. they are both covered in black and white paint.

“ay, nononononono, not before school!!”

the girls want to be ghoulettes for halloween. every year.

“girls, what about something else? we can get you any costume you want. anything in the world.”

“ghoulettes.” they’d say in unison.

he spoils them rotten, buys them endless toys, matching stuffed animals, dolls… but in the process, falls in love with a specific brand:

i don’t even know how i came up with this, but i feel like terzo would love monster high dolls.

he’s in the store… mindlessly walking through the toy aisle. vet barbie, pilot barbie, pool party barbie, doctor barbie...

when all of a sudden, he lays eyes on something new. something exciting.

a “monster high” doll.

now that’s cool.

probably keeps two in his office, each of his girls’ favorite characters.

i lowkey feel like he enjoys some of the shows they watch. i can see him rocking with my little pony.

he loves playing with the girls. he loves their imagination.

gets VERY invested in the barbie storylines they come up with. does high pitched voices when he’s acting out the girl dolls and it makes the twins laugh until they’re rolling on the ground.

he also keeps all the drawings they make him, every single one. they’re also on display in his office.

he knows what it feels like to feel unequal to his siblings so he is very careful to make sure they both get the same amount of love and attention. ❤️

if they fight as they get older, he doesn’t get involved. he knows girls are scary when they’re mad. he lets you handle that. 💀

very invested in the school gossip when they get to that age. when he picks them up from school he’s always eager to know what happened.

protective. VERY anti-boy.

“wait, you said… DATING?” he says when the girls mention a new couple one day.

“yeah dad, we’re in 7th grade now.”

“yeah, dad.”

“NO BOYS! not now, not ever. they are stupid and ugly and think about nothing but themselves.” (he knows this because he was one💀)

(you know the scene from the movie “coco” where the grandma says “no music” over and over again? yeah, replace “music” with “boys”. same energy.)

teaches them about girl power from an early age.

of course, their mother leads the conversation, but he’s so dedicated to help these girls understand their worth. that they can be anything they want.

he already considered himself a feminist before having his daughters, but after having them, he is THE #1 feminist.

when they start talking about crushes, you have to explain to terzo that it’s normal and bound to happen one day.

he just loves his girls so much, he doesn’t want them to grow up🥲

but, uh…

god forbid any boy breaks one of their hearts.

oh, he is not above pulling the satan card on a 13 year old boy.

but you know, one quick google search of “emeritus” will do the trick. any boy will be sure to understand why messing with either of terzo’s girls is a death wish.🥰

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i hope you enjoyed and this brought some light to your day!!! honestly i’m a little obsessed😭 hope you’re doing well!! remember you’re loved!!!❤️❤️❤️

#ghost band #the band ghost #papa emeritus #papa emeritus iii #terzo #ghost #papa emeritus x reader #papa terzo #terzo x reader #papa emeritus iii x reader #dad!terzo #terzo headcanons #ghost headcanons

[gravehags]

if you feel like writing how do you think the ghouls/ghoulettes/papa would react to/help with a sibling of sin (preferably fem but it doesn’t matter a whole lot to me) dealing with sensory issues/sensory overload. Thanks for your time and consideration.

-✨sparkly anon

you got it! as someone with sensory issues who gets overstimulated at the drop of a hat, i feel you. i hope it’s alright i used a few of the things that make me get overstimulated as inspiration.

dewdrop and swiss immediately stop and give you space when you frantically tell them you’re overwhelmed by both of them jabbering different entire conversations in your ear at once. when you’re standing in a crowded, high anxiety space, cirrus is your girl - she’ll tell the others gently but firmly how you need to leave and she’ll steer you by the elbow out of the situation. rain and phantom are both excellent listeners when you describe the little things that set you off - feeling your hair on your neck, being too hot, neckline of your shirt too snug - and, already anticipating your needs, cumulus leaves and comes back with all the things you need to make yourself comfortable. aurora and sunshine are perplexed at first when you describe how you immediately need to take all your jewelry off because it’s making your skin crawl and giving you nausea but don’t second guess your needs and help soothe you any way they can. aether and mountain, your sweet gentle giants, will do anything to take you out of a situation you are overstimulated in - even if that means physically picking you up and removing you so you can have some air to breathe. and copia - sweet, lovely copia - who both feels at home in front of a crowd and terrified within one, understands all too well how everything can just be too much. he’s the best at understanding what to do for you and what to avoid, ever wanting to make sure his amore is happy and comfortable.

#nameless ghoulettes #nameless ghouls #copia #papa emeritus iv #cardinal copia

[moldycantaloupe]

I think Rain learned to crochet

When he was first summoned, he was very shy. He is still shy, but now he has a flair of confidence in himself. When I say shy, I mean he found His Ghoul (Mountain) and only stuck with Mountain for a while. Aether was good company, Cirrus and Cumulus had each other, Swiss intimidated the poor ghoul, and Dew... he didn't think he'd get along with Dew ever, so he stuck with Mountain.

But there was one day where Cumulus came to his door seemingly out of nowhere and practically shoved a crocheted blanket she made specifically for him. He had stars in his eyes when he looked it over, kinda not hearing her rambling about the few uneven sections in the blanket because it was her first big girl project so it's not perfect. The blanket was a deep navy blue that slowly transitioned to white, and was a soft yet silk-like texture, one that you could run your fingers through. I think he held it to his chest and gave her a small, "Thank you."

She stopped her rambling and just smiled back, nodded, and walked away.

He was never not with that blanket after, but he rarely ever took it out of his room. He would sleep with it, have it over his shoulders when waking up, dropping it neatly on his desk chair when he went to the bathroom. He kept it wrapped around him when practicing in his room, when he was on the floor doing something. He even ventured out in taking it to Mountain's room. He loved that blanket.

It was a couple weeks later when he was laying in his bed, exhaustion behind his eyes and bones, but sleep didn't come. He ran his hand across the surface of the blanket, letting his thoughts run wild, and realized in a split second that he wanted to make one. He wanted to make a blanket, or, or something for Cumulus in return. But he didn't know how.

He knew the air ghoulette was awake right now, because it wasn't that late. He wrapped the blanket around his shoulders and made his way across the hall to her room, quietly knocking on her door. She answered with a quiet, "oh."

"Hi, um..." he looked down to his feet, whatever confidence he had before shattered. "Can... can you teach me?"

"Teach you?" Cumulus tilted her head in confusion. Rain just nodded and swallowed.

"Yeah, teach me. to do this." Rain shrugged his shoulders to bring attention to the blanket.

Cumulus made a sound of recognition before smiling so sweetly at him, nodding.

"Of course, sugar." She opened her door wider, "come on in."

Rain spent weeks perfecting his new skill. He helped Cumulus make a blanket for the new member, Sunshine. Cumulus had given him a few rolls of yarn for him to use and practice with, and eventually he made her her own blanket, a light blue that faded into white. A perfect comparison to his own. She took the blanket from him with the sweetest smile a ghoul could have, bowing her head in thanks.

He eventually made a blanket for Dew, a bit shorter because he knew the ghoul didn’t sleep with much, and he didn’t want the blanket to take up space if Dew chose to take it. It was a burgundy with a type of yarn that was almost like silk. When he presented it to Dew, almost shoving it into his arms, he casted his eyes away and began ranting about how, it’s not perfect, and I know you don’t really care for me, so I understand if you don’t want it, and maybe-

Dew shushed him with a loud, “Thank you.” When Rain looked back up, Dew had a look of… something, he couldn’t quite place, but it wasn’t anger. It wasn’t resentment. It was good. Rain smiled back eventually.

And years later, when they were to summon two new ghouls for the project, Rain and Cumulus immediately jumped into action. When the two were summoned, instead of a lousy towel to cover them as they got them to their respective rooms, both ghouls were covered with their creations. A deep purple for Phantom, and an orangy pink for Aurora.

#lou writes #was about to get started on making a blanket when this came to mind #is this me projecting again but in a good way? hell yeh brother #nameless ghouls #the band ghost #dewdrop ghoul #rain ghoul #cumulus ghoulette

[wrathofrats]

Feelin a little down ngl, could you write a pack appreciation scene for Cumulus? I love some good body worship for our Ghoulettes <3

Shoves this to the top of current ask pile

I’m so sorry you’re not feeling well, I hope everything’s alright

My DMs are open if you want to talk 🫶 open invite for all but, just making it known

I’m not sure if you wanted nsfw or not so I decided to air on the side of caution and make it pretty sfw/more tame than my usual stuff, but if you’d like something more spicy don’t hesitate to send another ask, I hope you feel better beloved!

Cumulus likes to wear her heart on her sleeve. Always one to not be afraid of her emotions and attempt to feel them as they come. Like a gentle breeze or the movement of the clouds on a warm spring day.

Something felt different about the tilt of her mirror. Or maybe it was smudged. She couldn’t put her finger on it but something was wrong, her skirt didn’t move the way she wanted it to, her belt looked wide and awkward around her hips and her sweater didn’t bunch the way she wanted it to.

Her perfume smells sickly sweet on her neck. No longer the fun tantalizing vanilla aroma she grew to love, it was something overbearing and fake, like the taste of bad fondant.

“Lus?”

Cirrus sat on the bed behind her and studied the way cumulus picked at the loose stitches of her sweater. It was more than evident in her posture that she was overthinking something, couldn’t get out of her own head. Cumulus tended to do this sometimes on bad days, go quiet and retreat from her usual bubbly self.

She sighs quietly to herself and unbuckles her belt.

“Lus what’s up?” Cirrus moves to place her hands over cumulus’, stopping her from completely undoing her outfit.

“It’s not right, I don’t know it’s just, I don’t like it today”

“That’s ok, let’s change alright?” Cirrus’ voice is soft as she brushes her thumb against the back of cumulus’s hands. It’s a permission cumulus appreciates, the thought that cirrus wants her to be comfortable, wants to help her be comfortable if at all possible.

Cumulus undoes the last of her belt, tossing it to the side while cirrus grabs a more comfortable outfit from their closet.

It’s hard not to watch her undress, she’s elegant in the way she moves, even if it’s just tearing off her sweater and skirt. The curve of her thighs and the fat that pools over the waistband of her underwear makes cirrus want to kiss her everywhere and stare at her all day.

She’s just more perfect to her than cirrus could ever describe.

Cumulus giggles a bit when she turns to see Cirrus admiring her. “What?”

“I just think you’re pretty”

Cirrus pulls the sweat shirt over cumulus’ head

“Shut up” she laughs again once her head peeks out.

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The common room isn’t much different in terms of feeling strange. The light was too bright, the seams in her sweatpants brushed against her legs as a constant reminder she was wearing clothes and being perceived in them. Even the coffee smelled more like burnt dirt than anything else to her.

She jumps as Swiss’s arms snake around her waist.

“Whoa easy Lus, what’s up?”

Swiss spins her to look at him. She tries to cover up the sad look in her eye she knows she has but she’s never been able to hide herself, especially from him.

“Just having a day” she mumbles leaning as far back from him as she can. His grip releases in her clearly uncomfortable state.

“Can we do anything for you?” Swiss studies her face for any sign that something else may be wrong.

“No, just need time, I’ll be ok” she mumbles again.

Rain hands her a cup of tea when she walks into the kitchen as phantom stares at her giddily.

“What?” She smiles at him

“Swiss taught me how to put quintessence in it so you feel better” he shoots her a toothy smile

“He’s been so excited about it you don’t understand” Swiss laughs

A shadow looms over her before a hand reaches over her head to hand her a flower.

“We just got some hydrangea blooms in the garden, I know you love them” mountain places his other hand on her shoulder. Cumulus can’t help but smile and lean back into the embrace. They all know mountain simply used his powers to bloom one for her but she lets him believe that she took it at face value. It keeps the fun in everything for her.

Swiss leans back in to sandwich her between mountain and his chest, he loves to hear her giggle as he squeezes just a bit too tight.

“If you crush my flowers I’ll kill you” she wheezes

“Mountain can fix them it’s fine”

“If you crush her flowers I’ll kill you” mountain repeats

#me writing 500 words of lesbians before remembering to add everyone else in there #I’m sure it obvious I’m sorry I just love cumulus and cirrus #the band ghost #ghost #nameless ghouls #ghost bc #fanfic #wrath writes #swiss ghoul #cumulus ghoulette #cirrus ghoulette #mountain ghoul #phantom ghoul #rain ghoul

[themidnightghoul]

A Step Towards the Stars

The wonderful @jesusbutbetterrr (along with a few other lovely humans!) has created Ghoulette Appreciation Weeks 2024 to show some love to the amazing Ghoulettes. I’m using this opportunity to work on my Ghoul OC, Midnight! They will be interacting with both the Ghouls and Ghoulettes during these stories and I can’t wait to expand on Midnight’s story some more and share her with you 🖤

Week 1: The Start of Something New/Girls Night In

Rating: Just a bit angsty and sweet Word Count: 953

Read on AO3 (coming soon!) or below!

It was nighttime again, the only time when Midnight felt truly at peace. Her favorite thing to do was to sit in her room in the rocking chair that Mountain had given her and stare out the window at the stars. It wasn’t the same, would never be the same again she figured, as being up there, but it was as close as she could get. There was an ache in her soul that she felt whenever she would look up at the stars, a pull between her and the vastness of space, but she never missed a night of doing this. She pulled her blanket, a beautiful light purple with white stars that Cumulus had knit for her, around her tighter as she softly named the constellations that she could see in the sky.

“Hey there, Stardust,” a voice sounded from the doorway to her bedroom and she didn’t even bother to turn around. It was still taking time for her to adjust to this new life, this new vessel she was now bound to, and it wasn’t as easy as she had hoped it would be. Her new friends, her new pack, had been trying their best to keep their distance but also help her adjust as best they could. The only ones she really gravitated towards were Phantom and Aether as the other Quintessence Ghouls could understand how she was feeling, but she desperately wanted to bond with the others.

When she felt a hand on her shoulder, she finally turned. It was Aurora, the tiny Ghoulette with the beautiful voice. “You doing okay there?” Her smile was infectious and Midnight couldn’t help the smile that stretched across her face as she looked up at her. Aurora was one of the ones she hadn’t interacted with as much but wanted to. Something about her always made Midnight feel comforted, even if they hadn’t spoken much outside of practice. 

“Y-yeah, I think so. Sorry, have you been here long?” She tried to keep her eyes on Aurora but the pull she felt towards the sky was too strong, almost painful when she wasn’t looking at it.

“Not long at all. I just wanted to see if you wanted to come hang out with me and the other Ghoulettes? Maybe a nice girls night with all of us?” Her hand rested gently on the back of the rocking chair, not touching Midnight but close enough to offer comfort.

She shifted under her blanket, still looking out at the stars and feeling the ache in her chest growing at the thought of not being able to see them if she went with Aurora. But at the same time, she wanted to bond with them, get to know them. “I…I don’t…”

Aurora crouched down in front of Midnight and took her hands. “I know what you’re going through, Stardust.”

Midnight was able to pull her eyes away from the sky and looked at Aurora, her head tilting in confusion. “What do you mean?”

The tiny Ghoulette chuckled and softly kissed her knuckles, keeping a hold on her hands. “Phantom was the same way when we were first Summoned. They didn’t leave our room until we had to leave for tour and even then, they spent all night staring out of any window they could find. I remember they were so sad all the time, always reaching out to the stars. They don’t know this but I heard them praying once, begging the Lord Below to send them back.”

Midnight’s chest tightened, her lungs constricting and a sob threatening to break through her lips. She couldn’t imagine Phantom, who had been so kind and gentle with her, begging to be sent back. “But…but they seem so…”

“Yeah, now.” It was like Aurora knew what she was going to say. “Just remember you’re not alone, okay? But don’t isolate yourself. It won’t help like you think it will.” She let go of one of Midnight’s hands and brushed her clawed fingertips along her cheek, her thumb rubbing against her white freckles. “We’re here, Stardust. Let us love you through this.”

A traitorous tear escaped Midnight’s eye and Aurora tilted her head, brushing it away. “It just…hurts, Rora. I miss them,” she nodded towards the stars and felt another tear fall down her cheek.

“I know it does. It’s scary being away from the only thing you’ve ever known. But we’ve all been there, we all know how scary starting over can be. And we’ll all be here to help you adjust to this new adventure you’re on.” The tiny Ghoulette stood, holding on to one of Midnight’s hands still, and smiled down at her. “But we can’t make you take that first step, Stardust. That’s one thing you have to do yourself.”

Midnight felt the pull towards her stars again, the ache in her chest telling her to stay in her chair with her blanket and stare up at the sky until she fell asleep. But her heart was telling her to take the first step, that she couldn’t spend the rest of her time on Earth wishing she was anywhere but here. She gently removed her blanket and stood, keeping her hand in Aurora’s. When she saw her tail flick happily behind her and the most beautiful smile stretch across her face, she knew she made the right decision.

“You’re gonna have the best time!” Aurora turned and started to lead Midnight out of her room, talking about what exactly a girls night entailed with the Ghoulettes. As they reached the door, Midnight looked back at her window one more time and smiled, excited for the start of this new adventure with her pack mates.

#midnight writes #ghoulette appreciation weeks #support your local ghoulettes #aurora ghoulette #midnight ghoul #kinda angsty #midnight is sad #but she’s trying #phantom ghoul #the band ghost fic #ghost fanfic #the band ghost

[elusiveclownbox]

im feeling so many things but anyway the difference in how auroras relationships with swiss and cumulus is portrayed on stage is so funny to me (im pretty sure these are the two aurora interacts the most with/more closely with which makes it easy to compare them)

we got cutesy, romantic, lovey-dovey aurora and cumulus during miasma who hold hands, blow kisses, kiss each others hands and are just overall sweet to watch

…and then we have aurora and swiss specifically during cirice where god damn she just goes full mommy dom, In Charge Boss Bitch and he’s just a little puppy in her hands and it’s driving me Insane

anyway hope y’all saw the new swissrora vid from aethersghoul on twitter because it is Something

#they are driving me absolutely insane #im so normal about them #the way she grabs his headdddd I just can’t #the kneeling #the band ghost #ghost bc #ghost #nameless ghouls #ghost the band #i love the ghoulettes so much you don’t understand #nameless ghoulettes #aurora ghoulette #ghost band #swissarmy #swiss ghoul #swissrora #swiss ghost #poly ghouls #polyghouls #aurora ghost #aurora #ghost ghouls #ghost ghoulettes #the nameless ghouls #cumulus ghost #cumulus ghoulette #aurora x cumulus #cumulus x aurora

[chasesylvan]

Handling with Care

🚨MASSIVE TW FOR SELF HARM AND VIOLENCE!🚨

🚨IF YOU STRUGGLE WITH SELF HARM, I DO NOT RECOMMEND YOU READ THIS!🚨

On AO3 as well <3

As they all walked off stage, bodies rushing through wave after wave of adrenaline, they were chatting amongst themselves. III had stalked up beside the other bassist, “Hey, Rainy.” The taller male greeted, Rain looking up from his conversation with Dew, “Hey, III.” The water ghoul smiled back at his fellow bandmate.

III smiled mischievously at the smaller male, Rain catching onto his hungry look. “Come to my hotel room, I want us to have another movie night! It was so fun!” III was beaming with joy at the idea of another movie night, but Rain wasn’t playing into his jokes or lies, he was just fawning an idea just to get into the water ghoul’s pants after. Rain feigned fake sweetness at his request, “Sure, III, I’ll see if Phantom and Dew want to join us.” This painted a smile right smack on III’s lips, excited for the plans moving forward. He was bouncing up and down in his steps, walking away from Rain as the water ghoul stared at him. He continued and went back to talking with Dew, as they heeded towards their green rooms, Rain parted from the fire ghoul and opened the door to his green room, startling a bit to find the taller bassist standing in the middle of his green room.

“Satan, fuck, III! Scared the life out of me.” Rain put a hand to his beating chest, the sight of the shorter male perked a laugh out of III, who smiled wickedly at Rain and walked slowly over to him, reaching a hand up to slowly cup his neck, the other snaking around his slim waist.

“You’re so pretty, blue.” III smiled sweetly down to the shorter male, voice feigning that of pure adoration for the male. Rain showed a small smile, not used to receiving this kind of attention, not even from his own bandmates. Now looking back at it, he rarely receives attention or affection from them anymore. The taller caught onto the water ghoul’s upset glance to the floor, hooking a finger under his chin and tilting his head up to look him in his bright sage green eyes, Rain’s own ocean sapphire’s glassy with tears, threatening to spill over his eyelids.

III worried. “Hey, hey, hey. What’s with the sad expression for, blue?” III softly asked, not pushing further if Rain didn’t wish to. The water ghoul started to talk, voice cracking from the lump caught in his throat, “I-It’s just-“ He started, his voice hiccuping between words, “I don’t ever get this kind of affection from most of the ghouls or ghoulettes anymore, and I’m yet to understand why.” Rain finished, his voice turning down into a whisper, III brought the shorter male into his embrace, wanting him to know that he’ll be here to give Rain all the love and affection he deserves.

Rain clung onto III for dear life, afraid that if he let go, III would disappear. “I’m here, blue, I’m not going anywhere.” III softly reassured the trembling ghoul in his arms. Rain started uncontrollably sobbing into the taller man’s arms, shattering and crumbling in his embrace, he came into Rain’s green room looking for a quickie with him, but after seeing the state Rain had crumbled into, that thought was quickly crumpled up and chucked out the window. III’s main priority right now, is to make sure Rain is feeling safe and secure in a place he knows he can come to if he’s feeling like this.

“I-I just, why doesn’t anyone love me for who I am?” Rain softly said, in a broken whisper. The minute this sentence left Rain’s blue tinted lips, III’s entire being shattered. He pulled back and cupped the smaller man’s cheeks and forced his broken glance to look at him, “Sweetheart.” III said firmly. Rain stared at him through half-lidded eyes, “You are so loved, by me, by II, by IV and by Vessel, although he doesn’t speak much, he loves you too. We all love you for who you are, I’m not sure who told you that but you are such a loveable person, Rain.” III babbled, and Rain couldn’t help a broken smile to curl into his lips, and III kissed them, softly, no rough passion or heat behind it, just pure sweetness and softness. Rain melted into III, wrapping himself tighter around the other bassist, who happily held him tighter against his chest.

“You kn-know how I’m trans, III?” Rain softly questioned the taller, who hummed in affirmation, “W-Well, Dew is not familiar with the LGBT and stuff, and he messes up a lot of times, because when I first joined Ghost, I was still in a state where I was feminine looking, I still had boobs and a feminine voice, because I just didn’t have the money for surgery and stuff, so everyone just assumed I was a girl. When I did come out, everyone was very accepting, Dew was skeptical about it and for the first few years, didn’t warm up to my pronouns and kept calling me feminine names and using she/her on me still.” Rain finished with a broken wail, III immediately clutched Rain.

“Someone oughta smack some sense into his little pea brain.” III growled, the thought of Dew misgendering Rain popped in his mind, his blood boiling under his skin.

Rain could feel how hot his skin had gotten, “H-Hey, it’s not his fault, his family never educated him on that, and always told him it was wrong to be apart of the LGBT, so he grew up always thinking it wasn’t right or didn’t exist, he’s gotten better. He still slips up and messes up but it’s fine, I’m used to it.”

Those words boiled more blood and III looked at Rain, who instantly had a slight sliver of fear behind his pretty ocean sapphire’s. “W-What?” Rain weakly asked, “Blue. You shouldn’t be used to people misgendering you. Someone needs to talk to him.” As III said this, a crew member banged on Rain’s green room door, yelling that they need to be on the bus in 10 minutes. “You okay, blue?” III quietly asked the slightly trembling ghoul. “I-I don’t wanna be alone right now, ‘m mind’s too f’zzy.” Rain mumbled, sleepiness clearly evident in his speech.

Thank god III didn’t feel the fresh scars on his wrists or arms.

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They had everything packed up nicely on the bus, drum kits and guitars packed away safely and securely. Most of the ghouls had been in the bunks, catching up on missed sleep from the night before.

II had been in the kitchen making tea for everybody when he felt callused hands exploring his toned stomach, which sent shivers through his body, “Hi, fern.” Phantom’s deep sleepy voice beamed through II’s ears, who relaxed back into the rhythm guitarist’s strong arms, but just as he was getting comfortable in the taller ghoul’s arms, II’s bladder alerted him that it was full and needed emptying, II groaned, “Hang on, bug, just need to go pee quickly.” II walked out of Phantom’s warm and soothing embrace and walked down to the bus’s bathroom and peed. Washing his hands he walked back out and back into Phantom’s awaiting embrace, he giggled into his ear.

“I swear, it always happens when I’m comfortable.” II complained, but Phantom just ignored his complaining and started leaving soft feather kisses down his nape, sending soft shivers down his spine, “O-oh, don’t stop, bug.” II softly moaned, Phantom giggled but their intimate moment was cut short when someone cleared their throat, it was a grumpy III.

“Get a fucking room, you two.” He grumbled, wanting coffee and peace and quiet. He grumbly walked over, planting a chaste kiss on the drummer’s lips, who jerked back, “Blegh! Your breath fucking stinks, III.” II complained, not at the nice kiss, but the foul stench of his sleep muddled breath, the bassist just scoffed, “I just woke up, of course I haven’t brushed my teeth yet.” He went over to pour a cup of coffee, adding an obscene amount of sugar to it and went and sat at the social area, scrolling his phone and sipping his coffee. II felt bad and walked slowly over to his bandmate, and softly kissed his cheek, “I love you, still though, stink breath or not.” II smiled, warmly at his lover.

III smiled back and cupped his cheek, “Love you, too.” And went back to his mindless scrolling, II smiled and went over, mind boggling with joy and pride, and kissed Phantom roughly and cuddled into him tightly, who let out quiet grunts at the drummer’s ecstatic movements, “Someone just got put into a good mood,” He giggled and cuddled closer to the smaller man.

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Rain kept thinking about it, the comments directed straight to his face, staring down at the razor in his shaky hands and after moments of contemplating, he dragged the razor down, the comments kept looping over and over in Rain’s mind, they made the razor cut deeper, and relief flooded Rain’s body as the first cut dove through his soft skin, and the next cuts felt even better, droplets of crimson flowing down his skin like ocean water on a soft sandy beach.

The tears fell down his cheeks, staining them a dark blue as he continued to drag the razor down his forearms, he sobbed quietly to himself in his bunk, the privacy lock flicked on, as quickly as he started to cut the jagged skin, he just as quickly hopped out of his bunk and dashed into the bathroom, rinsing the razor and drying it before shoving it back into his pocket, then washing and drying his cuts, which sent his forearms on fire because of how rough he was being, before bandaging them up and pulling his sleeve down, his cuts chafing against the rough bandages sends waves of pain through his forearms.

He packs the first aid kit away and makes sure to clean everything up before walking out and down into the social area, cuddling up to III on the couch and resting his head on his shoulder, exhausted and just wanting rest and comfort.

III could feel the exhaustion coming off the water ghoul and he slung an arm around the ghoul and pulled him closer, Rain visibly relaxed and slack against the taller man, and nuzzled into his shoulder, “I think today might be better to use for catching up on rest and just relaxing ourselves,” III quietly said to II, as he could feel Rain fall asleep on him. II nodded and called ahead to say that they would be staying in the bus for the day, and everyone understood why, they were nonstop running around, collecting and completing tasks and errands, so they decided to take the day off in the bus.

Rain lifted an arm up to hold onto III’s bicep, and III caught a glimpse of a bandage under his sleeve, the taller bassist’s heart immediately dropped into his stomach, he visibly frowned but went no further, he finished his coffee and carefully manoeuvred the smaller ghoul into his arms and went to his bunk and carefully laid him down on the soft mattress, he continued to sleep as III got him back into bed, sighing sadly as his sleeve rode up, showing the massive bandages covering his arms. A tear fell down his cheek at the thought of Rain hurting himself.

He bent and stood back up, he wasn’t going to tell anyone, that would be a downright invasion of Rain’s privacy, he would tell when he was ready, or if he didn’t want to, he didn’t have to tell them all. He walked back to the social area to find IV finally awake, III beamed and happily walked over and basically threw himself into the guitarist’s arms, kissing him deeply good morning, “Mmmmorning,” IV mumbled as III pulled back from his lips, smile beaming joy into his partner, happy and shooting ecstatic energy that IV felt through his bond with III.

IV booped his nose, “You’re quite happy for it being 8:30 in the morning, sunflower,” IV said, a sly smile on his face, his posture relaxed and glare expressing pure adoration for his lover, III blushed under his gaze. “I don’t know, just feeling happy and giddy, excited to finally have a break and do nothing today. Might take Rain out to lunch today, just us two.” III smiled widely, pure love and admiration for the smaller ghoul. IV smiled, happy for III to finally get along with the ghouls. “You’re really sweet to him, you know.” Phantom says, from where he’s standing leaning against a cupboard door with II’s back against his chest, cuddling up to him.

Phantom smiles small. III looks up at him, “He deserves the world, Phantom, he’s such a sweet and caring soul, he doesn’t deserve to have gone through the shit he went through,” III’s blood started to boil again at the memory of what Rain told him about what Dew has been doing to Rain over the years, Phantom catching onto his angry gaze and his gaze softening at how much III cared for the water ghoul, “I know, he’s told me what’s happened between him and Dew, they’ve been trying to work it out, but Dew keeps messing up and it’s angering Rain, their relationship is so fragile because of the comments and names he’s called him.” Phantom recounts the times Dew has messed up, and it outnumbers his fingers.

“Someone, I don’t give a fuck who, needs to slap or smack him across the mouth, slipping up a few times is okay, but continuing to do it even after being corrected? No, you’ve run out of chances.” III was starting to get real angry at this, IV could feel his bond with III getting real heated and leaned over and pulled the taller into a tight embrace, and he immediately curled into the guitarist and he started sobbing into the guitarist’s shoulders, who held him while he cried.

“I-IV, he doesn’t deserve it.” III hiccuped, utterly broken and exhausted. IV’s heart shattered at the broken man in his arms, clinging to him for dear life, “Shhhh, it’s okay, sunflower. I’m here, I’ve got you.” IV kept whispering sweet reassurances and nothings into his ear, calming the hypertensive bassist. After a few minutes, III finally returned to his normal self, and at the same time, they heard soft pattering coming from the bunk hallway, they all looked up to see Rain standing, in III’s hoodie, and no pants on, only boxers, looking utterly sleepy.

III frowned at how red tinted his ocean eyes were, and gestured for the small ghoul to come over, Rain slowly pattered over, socked feet tapping against the wooden floors of the bus, and just collapsed into III’s waiting embrace. “‘M tired.” The tired ghoul mumbled into his shoulder, III rubbed his back soothingly, running soft circles into his toned back, everyone around admiring the soft scene.

“I know you are, blue.” III quietly said, “I have some fun things planned for today if you’re up for it?” III left room for Rain to decline if he wasn’t feeling well, Rain replied back to his offer, “‘M not feelin well, sunny.” Rain mumbled, suddenly feeling sick and lightheaded out of nowhere, and a thing about Rain is when he gets sick, he gets incredibly clingy and affectionate. III turns to fully wrap himself around Rain, who hums happily into III’s embrace, looking so small in his weakened state. He nuzzled into III’s chest and coughs into his palms, grumbling in response.

“Poor baby.” III coos sadly. He cups Rain’s cheek and rubs the pad of his thumb over his soft cheek, Rain ever so slightly leaning into his soothing touch, the craving for affectionate high. III understands this, as IV is the exact same when he gets sick, he craves affection and becomes incredibly clingy. Rain just clings to III, seemingly not wanting to let go at all, so III ditches the idea of taking him out for lunch. Opting to take care of him instead. Rain slightly twitches against him, grumbling and grunting, trying to get comfortable against III, which is increasingly difficult in the small space of the couch. III ponders.

“Is there anyway to take the next few days off, II?” III asks the drummer, “Uh, I’m not sure, love, I can check.” He pulls his phone out and checks their calendar for the next couple of days, and finds the only thing happening in the next few days is an interview, which II cancels, excusing them as not feeling well and not enough members can attend. “Not anymore, all we had was an interview scheduled but I postponed it to be in 2 weeks.” II said. Nodding, III perked up, “Hey, IV, love?” IV perched his head up from his phone, “Yeah, hon?” IV replied back.

“Can you book us a hotel by any chance?” III gestured to Rain, who was practically in III’s lap. IV raised his head before slowly nodding, “I got ya.” He simply said, going on his phone and looking for the nearest hotel available, he found one and booked several hotel rooms for the next few days. “Done, baby.” IV happily said. They made sure to pack up everything important, clothes, toiletries, and personal items. Once that was all done, III found Rain to still be asleep, poor thing, the tall bassist thought to himself. He noticed that Rain had been twitching uncomfortably in his place on the couch, moving in discomfort, but still sleeping. III frowned and walked over to him, and noticed a damp spot between his legs, thinking the worst, he picked Rain up carefully and held him, inspecting the stain and noticed it had a red tint to it and immediately knew what it was. All the jostling had Rain waking up in III’s arms, delirious and wondering what was happening, until he felt the discomfort between his legs and whined.

“Blue, are you okay?” III asked, worried something happened to him.

Rain shook his head. “I know what it is,” He said sadly and kind of disappointed as well.

III waited. “I-It’s my p-period.” Rain stuttered out, III knew from the stain on the couch and instantly took him to the bathroom and tried to open the door to find it locked, he heard noises from within, instantly knowing what they were, “Hang on!” A voice called out, he recognised it as IV’s, him obviously being in there using the toilet, he heard it flush and the sound of the tap running. IV came out, zipping his jeans’ fly up, “Sorry, kinda had too much soda,” He sheepishly said, III waved him off. “‘S okay, just getting Rainy cleaned up is all, he… um…” IV was waiting for a response until Rain perked up, “Got my period.” IV let out a, “Ohhh, got ya, no worries.” IV walked off with a smile and they walked in, III setting Rain down on the edge of the bathtub and III pulling out a nighttime pad for Rain. He walked out to Rain’s bunk and opened his bag, finding a pair of boxers and comfy clothes for him, he walked back into the bathroom and set them on the counter.

“Can I touch you, Rainy?” III said, asking for Rain’s consent.

The water ghoul let out a small, ‘yes’, and III got to work. He slowly removed Rain’s pants and underwear and threw them into the hamper to wash later, and removed his tough shirt. III’s eyes instantly latched onto the bandages, Rain completely forgetting about the bandages, and going wide eyed, “I-I’m-“ Rain tried to explain but III shushed him, “You don’t owe me an explanation, you can tell me if you want, but if you don’t want to, I won’t force it out of you. Okay, blue?” III reassured the water ghoul, who visibly relaxed and continued letting III undress him, “Baby, do you wanna bath or just change?”

“Jus wan change.” Rain said in a small voice and the taller male nodded, helping him to put his boxers on, along with the pad and pulling them over his thighs and carefully letting go of the waistband so it didn’t snap against his waist, and pulling up the soft pants he chose, and then putting the soft hoodie III took from his own bag over his head, Rain smiling and sighing in relief until a painful cramp punched him in the gut so forcefully, he bent over in pain and wailed. III immediately grabbed some painkillers from the cupboard along with a water bottle and handed them to Rain.

Rain gracefully took them and swallowed them, “Wan heat pad, please.” Rain asked in a small voice, “Let’s get you in your bunk and I’ll grab your heat pack and heat it up for you, okay, blue?” The water ghoul nodded and let himself be carried towards his bunk, and III carefully tucked Rain into his soft sheets and pulled Rain’s weighted blanket over top him, the ghoul sighing heavily in relief as the weight of the blanket grounded him, making him feel safe and secure. III went to find his rice pack, going over and putting it into the microwave for 2 minutes. Hearing footsteps behind him, he turns around to find IV making tea, “Hey, wildflower.” III greeted his lover, who smiled and walked over and smooched his lips, smiling against them, he giggled, “Hi, sunflower.” IV smiled and walked back to his bunk and climbed in, latching the privacy lock.

The microwave beeped and he took the rice pack out, walking over to Rain’s bunk and knocking on it, Rain unlatched the privacy hook and opened the curtain, III instantly feeling sad at how weak and vulnerable the poor ghoul looks, “Here, sweet boy.” III cooed, handing Rain the heat pack, who immediately set it down on his abdomen, sighing heavily as the heat soothed his tight muscles and painful cramps, “Mm, much better.” Rain soothed, extremely content and already feeling much better, III leaned his arms against the top of the bunk, making sure Rain was alright.

“You okay here by yourself, blue?” III wondered if he should stay or leave Rain alone, “I’ll be fine, sunny. I’ll call you if I need you.” Rain reassured the taller man, “Okay, baby, we’re headed to a hotel for a few days to rest and relax, so me and you can share a room if you wish.” III told the ghoul, who nodded. III tapped the top of the bunk, “Holler if you need something, blue, even if it’s help using the bathroom or having a drink, you need help, you call out.” And with that, III walked back to the social area, seeing Rain’s unfortunate accident on the seat and cleaning it up for him.

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They finally arrived to the hotel, getting everything they needed and III going to wake Rain up, who slowly opened his eyes, feeling much better than he did earlier, “Come on, baby, let’s change your pad and we can head up to our room.” III helped the weak ghoul up into a standing position and lead him to the bathroom, helping him to change his pad for a clean one and chucking the old and used one into the trash can, Rain leaning his hands on III’s shoulder for support. “Do you wanna use the bathroom before we head into the hotel?” Rain thought about it before nodding, III asking if he needed help and Rain rejecting the offer politely.

III walked out, closing the door while Rain used the bathroom and helping II and IV with their bags, bringing everything into the hotel, III’s phone pinged with a message from Rain, reading:

Blue Boy💙: Hey, can you come help me? My legs are really weak and I can’t walk.

III: Yeah of course, blue, be up in 5 minutes.

III pocketed his phone, and walked out of the hotel’s doors and back to the bus and into where Rain was in the bathroom, helping him to stand and walk him over to wash his hands, he bent and picked Rain up so he could wrap his legs around his waist and walked back to the hotel, where II, IV and Vessel were waiting with the ghouls and ghoulettes. III walked over and IV greeted the sleepy boy in III’s arm. “Hey, starfish.” IV smiled, getting on his tiptoes to press a small and soft kiss to Rain’s cheek, who smiled and blushed at IV. “You’re so damn cute, Rain.” IV smiled warmly at the water ghoul, the guitarist handed III his and Rain’s hotel room keys, and he immediately went to the elevator, walking in and still holding Rain in his arms, with his heat pack still pressed against his sore and taught abdomen.

“Hurts.” Rain mumbled, followed by a broken and in pain whine, III felt for the water ghoul, and when the elevator reached their floor, he walked out and towards where their hotel room was and unlocked the door, walking in and immediately walking to one of the beds and laying Rain down on top and pulling the blankets out, and tucking Rain in and pulling the soft hotel room blanket over top him, Rain stretching his sore limbs out in the big bed. Thankful not to be sleeping in the bunk for once. III placed some pain meds on his bedside, alongside a cold water bottle. He called for IV, Dew, II and Phantom to join them for a relaxed movie night, asking to bring any snacks they could.

Moments later, soft knocking could be heard coming from the door, and III opened it to see Dew, Phantom, II and IV on the other side, hands all full of drinks and snacks. “Come on in, guys.” III happily greeted them all with a charming smile and calm energy waving around him.

They all cooed when they saw Rain tucked into bed already, fast asleep due to his mixed and roller coaster of a period, “Poor girl, I can’t imagine how she must be dealing with that.” Dew cooed, and that did it for III, he turned around and grabbed Dew by the throat, pinning him up against the wall and knocking the breath out of his chest, the chips and lollies he brought knocked out of his hand, “What the actual fuck is wrong with you, Dew?!” III screamed in his face, Dew was utter scared of the taller man and quivered. “Do you not understand what trans mean, you fucking twat?” III yelled, his British accent overtaking and coming out, making his explosion more angry.

II instantly came over and also yelled at Dew, “Yeah, HE’S trans, you fucking idiot! HE goes by HE/HIM pronouns, what don’t you understand?!” III let him go and smacked him across the face, Dew’s hand immediately came up to soothe his sore cheek, he immediately looked guilty, “I-I’m sorry,” His voice quivered. “G-Guys, what’s going on over there?” Rain’s small voice broke through the tension between everyone, “Nothing, Rainy, just this absolute twat of a dick misgendering you, ONCE AGAIN.” III shouted, IV going over and soothing Rain as tears started spilling over his cheeks, Rain’s hands came up to cover his face, “WHY CAN’T YOU JUST ACCEPT ME?!” Rain screamed, directed at Dew.

Dew tried defending himself, “You know what my family will do if they find out!” He shouted back in defense.

“YOUR FAMILY IS DEAD, DEWDROP!” Rain screamed back at the fire ghoul, whose eyes widened and everyone in the room gasped. Dew fell to his knees and curled into the ground, letting out painful wails at the memory of losing his entire family.

Everyone was stuck in an awkward state, not knowing what to do after hearing that, both Rain and Dew were letting out painful sobs and wails, Rain got out of bed and dived to pick the small ghoul up and hold him in his arms, “Dewy, you know I’m always gonna be here for you, but you gotta learn to respect me, please.” Rain choked on a sob, shoving his face into Dew’s neck and hugging him tightly, Dew’s hand hovering around Rain’s waist, he could feel Rain’s quivering breath against his tender neck, urging Dew to cry more and wrap his arms around the poor and shaken up ghoul.

“R-Rainy, I can’t tell you how sorry I am, for how much of a dick I’ve been to you, I’m so sorry, blueberry.” Dew sobbed, feeling extremely guilty for his actions and words towards Rain. Rain nodded, just needing comfort at the moment, II and Phantom had been off to the side, shocked and not knowing what to do, III crouched down and hugged them, urging IV to as well, II and Phantom coming and hugging the group as well. “We love you, Rainy.” They all said.

They all decided to just call it a night, the hotel room being so big that there were 3 beds, III had fallen asleep quite quickly and everyone else had succumbed to sleep pretty quickly, Rain jumped out of bed and quietly padded over to the bathroom, pulling out the razor from his pocket, hesitating for a bit, thinking what III would do if he found out Rain was cutting again. He didn’t care, he just needed to feel the sickly sweet feeling of pain, so he rolled his sleeve up and pressed the razor to his jagged and scarred skin, slowly dragging the razor down, hissing as beads of blood welled up and fell down his arm and onto the mat, staining it. He heard footsteps approaching the bathroom and he knew he was fucked, the door opened and there stood III, eyes groggy and trying to comprehend what he was witnessing.

His eyes widened as he caught Rain with the razor and the fresh cuts starkly red against his pale blue toned skin, he crouched down to Rain, “Rainy… what happened?” Rain just broke down, III caught him and took the razor from him, standing up briefly to wash it and dry it and throw it out, he stood Rain up and tended to the cuts, they were quite deep, beading blood still. He did his best to gently care to them, he washed and carefully dried them, bandaging them up, “I-I couldn’t help myself, I needed to feel it again.” He admitted to the taller bassist, who took the shaking ghoul into his embrace and just held him while Rain silently sobbed into his strong shoulder blade, he guided him back to bed and Rain immediately curled into his chest, his breathing eventually evening out and at last, Rain fell asleep against III.

What III would do to take Rain’s pain away from him for good, time would only tell when III would find out about his thighs as well.

With Rain asleep, he fell asleep as well, the soft snores of II and IV filling the room and the quiet chatter of bugs outside lulled the tall bassist got sleep at last.

#chase writes #sleep isn’t your only friend #sleep token #the band ghost #ii #iii #iv #vessel #rain ghoul #phantom ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #enjoyyyy <3

[sophiasharp]

Magic Headcanons with the Papas

Part 4: Copia

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Glow-up of the century. Buckle up cause I have too many thoughts.

Had a very rough relationship with magic the majority of his life. It was clear early on that he had the same incredible power inside of him that his brothers have. If he had been given the same tutelage that they’d had, he would have been a fearsome caster indeed.

Unfortunately, since Imperator was still hiding his existence from his father, he was NOT given that same tutelage early on and, as a result, when he did eventually gain access to magic classes, he was a bit… stunted.

What should have come naturally to him instead came out awkward and disjointed. The majority of the time, his spells didn’t hold for very long or weren’t very strong. Where most of his peers could hold a fire in the palm of their hand, he could barely light a candle.

Every once in a while, though, a spell would come out too strong. To continue that candle analogy, for every 9 times that Copia couldn’t light a wick to safe his life, he would set a classroom on fire. That totally didn’t happen once and didn’t earn him the nickname Little Sparkie Sideburns, idk what you’re talking about.

As you can imagine, this led Copia to developing a sort of performance anxiety when it came to casting, which made his casting worse, which gave him more anxiety, and yeah it just kinda spiraled from there.

This did not stop his overall study of magic, however! Still having quite the fancy with it as a concept, he took to studying each type as much as he physically could in the form of books; just cause you can’t do it yourself doesn’t mean you have to give up entirely!

Became a walking encyclopedia for anything magic. Whenever Terzo had trouble understanding a certain aspect of a spell or ritual, Copia would be able to clear it up for him and help him practice. In return, Terzo helped him improve his own relationship with magic, away from judging eyes.

Over the years, he found a loophole to his skill issue: while his standalone manipulation of magic still fluctuated out of his control, casting spells as rituals would stable it out- something about having a set of clear instructions to follow in an exact order helped him focus.

As he got more confident in rituals, his standalone casting got better as well. It wasn’t quite where he wanted to be, but it was a vast improvement from where he was and he was proud of that. He was comfortable with himself.

Now, hypothetically, let’s say something drastic happened that could completely throw Copia’s carefully curated balance off. Say, oh I don’t know, the death of a loved one? Or three?

Yeah the sudden “passing” of all three of his brothers kinda sorta fucked him up a bit. Dude was completely incapable of casting a spell without causing massive damage for, like, the first three months after. Even his ritual casting was more unstable than it had ever been.

Lucky for him, he wasn’t asked to perform much magic since he was busy touring and writing a new album. The only real magic he was charged with was the summoning of the new ghouls for Ghost. Imperator and Nihil should consider themselves lucky that the only fuck-ups were a multi-ghoul and an extra air ghoulette, that could have gone a lot worse!

As luck would have it, however, his relationship with the band ghouls would be the best thing to happen to him. They all helped him reconnect with and handle his magic in a whole new way, giving him newfound confidence not only in his capabilities but in himself.

It was still a rocky road so to speak, especially with Nihil “#1 Copia Hater” Emeritus with them. Things came to a head while on the last leg and GOD I’d love to write that out but this is getting too long so long story short Copia snapped and for a second there he was right back where he started. However, again, he had his ghouls by his side to put him back together stronger than he’d been before.

Copia’s ascension as Papa was the final boost he needed to truly cement his newfound relationship with his magic. It was like a door that had been closed his entire life was finally opened. What used to be a struggle now came as easy as breathing. What’s more, all those years of studying in books translated astonishingly well once he had a handle on himself. As a result, while all of his brothers had one or maybe two types of magic that they specialized in, he’s equally good at all of them.

Having said that, he has found Abjuration and Transmutation to be the most satisfying to cast. Does he have much reason to use either of these magic types? No. Is it fun to turn Swiss into a speed demon and set him loose on the abbey to scare the daylights out of Nihil’s ghost? Fuck yeah it is.

Before his sudden power-up, his magic had the sound of crackling fire to it and looked like red dust or silt suspended in the air. After his spat with Nihil, however, his magic took on a completely different sensory quality. The crackling of fire was replaced with the the sound of shattering glass; the stronger the spell, the louder and longer the sound resonates. The aesthetic has changed to look like two metallic wires swirling around him: one gold and one blue.

#the band ghost #ghost the band #ghost band #band ghost #ghost bc #the band ghost headcanons #ghost headcanons #papa emeritus copia #papa emeritus VI #Papa Copia #Cardinal Copia #ghost papa VI #ghost cardinal copia #Sharp's Headcanons

[ask-the-clergy-bc]

The ghouls with a sibling who's learning english?

I love this because all ghouls know what it’s like to learn human languages!

I, myself, am not bilingual. But I’m always happy for any feedback in the future for this prompt.

Reader’s first language/nationality is up to you!

G/N Human Reader

Ghoul Reader Friendship

Era V Ghouls with a Sibling of Sin Learning English

Phantom: Everyone expected Phantom to only want to help you learn how to swear, thanks to his mischievous streak. But he’s not THAT much of an ass! Phantom was actually very encouraging to you. He will typically ask if you want to try conversations with him in English to help you get practice in. Phantom will admit he’s not very good at helping teach… but he can get you in with private lessons, via Papa. Yes, he can actually do that. Yes, you’ve gotten to meet Papa because of it who was happy to speak in your native tongue!

Sodo: The guitarist knows your pain very well. English was actually his second language, and a huge pain in his ass. (His first being Swedish based on being summoned in Linkoping.) He’s not really a teaching type outside of music, but he’s happy to help you where he can! Sodo approaches it the way he learned , and that’s just being talked to in English. He’ll always stop when you have questions or ask him to slow down. But having conversations in practical situations slowly helps. The one thing he will personally teach you is how to cuss someone out if you ever need it!

Cirrus: Being raised by Air in the Ministry meant that Cirrus grew up with several languages at once; Ancient Ghoulish, Ghoulish, English, and several other types of human languages. You half expect her to be critical of your growing English, but Cirrus is very complimentary. The more stern ghoulette is always happy to give you constructive feedback. Cirrus is very encouraging of you and lets you know how well you are doing. Learning a new language is tough, after all!

Cumulus: The keyboardist LOVES to help you when you ask her! Cumulus knows that English is a particularly hard language to master to non-native speakers. You were really touched when you found out she went out of her way to try and learn your language, too. She mentions this is because she considers you friend and having someone who knows your language back makes chatting so much easier! Cumulus is always your cheerleader!

Aurora: One of her many tricks she suggests to you is to learn songs in English! This is what helped her back when she was a classically trained opera singer for her first Papa. It’s how she learned more than Italian! You don’t even have to be a singer, that’s the best part! Picking a song you like and mimicking the singers can help with pronunciation and word cadence…. At least according to Aurora. Aurora is always happy to help read or offers to translate for you when she can. You find that you both sing together these days!

Swiss: The guitarist definitely startled you when you first spoke to him, as he knows your mother tongue! Swiss excels at picking up languages! It helps that he was raised with several ghoulish dialects, so to him you learn one you learn them all! Since you are buddies, Swiss loves to help you learn where he can. He doesn’t really like textbook learning languages, it’s too formal. He’s helped you with more natural conversation structure and understanding things like common English sayings or colloquialisms.

Aether: Taking over as the next Omega Ghoul meant Aether needed to master a LOT of human languages. You were delighted to know he had a pretty decent grasp of your mother tongue! That made him a perfect tutor for you! Aether adores helping where he can. He’s happy to help you learn whatever you want! You both converse in both your native language AND casual English.

Sunshine: Being a new summon, Sunshine understands completely! Their English has gotten better, but they still heavily lean on Ghoulish and nonverbal cues to communicate. You two basically have bonded trying to learn English together! Sunshine has a tough time with Grammar and writing, but you’ve help them too where you could. You both practice conversations together and attend lessons given by the ministry. It’s brought you both super close to each other. You’ve even learned a little ghoulish from them, and you’ve taught Sunshine some of your own mother tongue!

Rain: many people don’t know that Rain was actually an archivist before he was ever a band ghoul; so he knows quite a few human languages! The bassist knows where the best work books are if you ever wanted to practice writing and sentence structure! Rain offers to get you access to Papa I’s teaching notes and any supplementary work you need! You find he’s actually a natural teacher as well and you sometimes meet with him during lunch to practice!

Mountain: At first you thought the drummer didn’t speak English because he was so quiet. But Monty is just a naturally quiet and friendly ghoul. He bluntly compliments that your English is very good for a beginner. Monty knows how passionate you are about learning, so you found that he’s been secretly hoarding learning materials for you. It’s how you received several really really helpful books and personalized notes from Papa! He’s so excited to give you everything he’s gathered for you!

#the band ghost #ghost bc #ghost headcanons #nameless ghouls #ghost reader insert #gender netural reader #friendship #Aether #phantom #aurora #cirrus #cumulus #sunshine #mountain #Swiss #rain #sodo #ember

[ghouletteanon]

Prompt: "was that your first kiss" with the ghoulettes

Thank you for the request, anon! You didn't specify which ghoulettes, so I went with Aurora and Sunshine this time.

Sunshine teaching Aurora how to kiss below the cut. It's all very fluffy and sweet.

“Was that your first kiss?” Sunny asks Aurora, giggling as she dried her mouth with the back of her hand.

Sunshine and Aurora were spending the evening together, singing harmonies as they painted each other's nails and oiling each other's horns. The other ghoulettes did not wear elaborate nail or claw designs on tour, so this evening was just the two of them. Aurora had leaned over and kissed Sunshine when sunshine put away the polish, thanking her. The kiss had been sloppy, but fun.

Aurora blushes, mumbling something in her defense but in the end she nodded. “Was it that bad?”

“Well, you don’t need to use that much tongue if you don’t want to. Ok, how about you try this,” Sunshine turns so she can sit face to face with Aurora. “Pout with your lips, like you would say the letter b. Try it!”

The other multighoulette followed her lead, rolling her eyes. Even a newly summoned ghoulette would know that you are supposed to pout with your lips when you kiss. “And then?”

Sunshine aww-s and cannot help herself as she leans forward and plants a close-mouthed kiss on her pouting lips.

They kiss for a while, taking their time and Sunshine loves how Aurora slowly melts in her arms, relaxing and forgetting about being nervous. Cumulus and Cirrus always talked about how they knew from their first kiss that they were supposed to be bonded, and Sunshine is starting to understand that perhaps Aurora is like that for her as well.

“Perfect,” Sunshine says, pulling back. “Now, for the second lesson. When kissing with tongue, or French kissing like the humans say, try to mouth a word like Belial over and over. Don’t push your whole tongue into my mouth this time, okay? And don’t cut your tongue on my fangs either.”

Aurora’s cheeks heat even more as Sunshine pointed out her failings. She stops right before their lips meet, looking Sunshine right into the eyes and says, “Never tell anyone about me being a bad kisser, alright?”

“I promise,” Sunshine smiles widely, one hand cupping Aurora’s cheek and the other between her shoulders as she pulls her in for a tentative kiss.

Sunshine doesn’t tell Aurora that she has her fingers crossed on the hand she is hiding behind her back. She could not wait to tell Cirrus and Cumulus about this.

#the band ghost fanfiction #aurora ghoulette #sunshine ghoulette #prompts #ga writes #unbeta'd

[midnight-moth]

👋 So here is my two cents about the ghoulettes thing. Personally I am not really a fan of w/w M rated fics because being an AFAB ace person, it’s kinda hard to read them, whereas if it’s m/m it’s kind of, disconnected? to me.

And also gender struggles, you know? Just, it’s hard for me to read about cisgender women in general, straight or lesbian, if it’s M rated.

About the hardcore thing, for me the more likely the scene in the fic is to happen in real life, the harder it is to read. So that’s why the hardcore stuff could disconnect with my brain easier than the softer ones. Not saying hardcore stuff don’t happen in real life, but it just seems further away from me than the soft ones, you know? I kinda don’t have the words to explain I’m so confused of myself right now.

But I do love the fluffy ones, slice of life, ghoulettes being badasses, etc.

But it’s just my opinion though.

I understand what you mean. I’m also an afab nb person who is extremely confused about sexuality in general. I have a huge boatload of dysphoria that I am trying to understand. But it makes it very difficult to read about afab anatomy. Let alone write it. However I still want to try because I think it’s important for me personally cause.. well… I am pretty sure I’m very gay and a big victim of comp-het 😅 I’m trying to get over it.

I get how reading mlm is easier, for me it is the same, it’s not my body nor can I relate to it. I will say that I can read wlw but het sex gives me huge ick. And again it’s related to my own personal issues.

I know there’s a lot of ace/ace spectrum people in the fandom, which is why I absolutely try to write things that aren’t porn. I know slice of life and to a lesser extent hurt/comfort don’t do as well as porn but that’s okay.

I know what you mean. It’s harder to connect to a more fantastical situation. And the fandom is extreme kink central.

Thank you so much for sharing with me!