#nameless ghoul fic

[ghoulangerlee]

Untitled Swiss/Aeon smut based on Aeon calling Swiss a good boy. bc he is a good boy.

Swiss gets fucked, vaguely implied edging/ruined orgasm and light and barely there dom!Aeon (my beloved)

Swiss' thighs shake as he carefully lowers himself down onto Aeon's cock, his knees digging roughly into Aeon's sides the entire time he's poised above him—slow and easy, his mouth open, his lower lip smeared with lipstick and bitten red.

"That's it," Aeon whispers, petting a hand up Swiss' side, a firm touch that doesn't quite guide Swiss as much as it's there to support him, "That's it, you're a good boy, aren't you?" He asks, the words falling out of his mouth before he can really stop them.

And he worries for a moment, thinks he's stepped over some kind of boundary, but Swiss' eyes flutter open and he looks down at Aeon with a sort of glassy look on his face. Uncharacteristically sweet and quiet as he continues to lower himself inch by inch.

Swiss makes a low noise in his throat once he's bottomed out, his ass resting flush against Aeon, split open and shaking. He rests his palms flat on Aeon's chest in an attempt to keep himself upright, but then Aeon's grinning up at him, and Swiss has very little time to even think about what that means before one of Aeon's hands slide down to grip his ass tight, drawing him forward, as he uses the other to push himself up so he can properly cradle Swiss in his lap, a move that pushes Aeon's cock firm against Swiss' prostate.

Swiss gasps wetly against Aeon's jaw as the other ghoul laughs softly, fondly, now petting across his lower back, "Good boy," he murmurs again, planting his feet on the bed and using what little leverage he can to grind up into Swiss.

The praise does something to Swiss, makes him feel hot all over as Aeon grinds somewhat incessantly against his prostate, over and over again until Swiss is digging his nails into Aeon's shoulders, voice barely audible as he whispers his name over and over again like some sort of prayer.

"Good job, baby, you're doing so well," Aeon's hands are cradling his hips so gently, fingers splayed out over his skin in a somewhat possessive manner as he continues to fuck up into him. "Taking me so well, doing so good," he turns his head enough to catch Swiss' lower lip between his teeth, biting gently before drawing him into a somewhat messy kiss.

Swiss moans and his mumbles turn into low, needy noises when Aeon dips a hand between them to wrap around Swiss' own cock, stroking him much too slow and light to even matter and when Swiss pulls away from the kiss, turning his head enough to pant against Aeon's jaw, he finds his voice, low and desperate as he begs softly for Aeon to speed his hand up, to give him more, faster.

Aeon laughs, squeezes his hand tight around Swiss' cock as he drives his hips up into him, never once changing the pace, never once hurrying to fill the desperation that Swiss feels, "Shh," he murmurs, nudging his nose against Swiss' in a gentle and sweet way, smiling at him, "You'll come like this or not at all," he says, his tone nowhere near firm or commanding, just factual in a way that makes Swiss whine.

"Oh baby," Aeon says, sweet and nice in a toe curling way—his tone is so matter of fact and pleasant, nowhere near as breathless as Swiss feels. "You're my good boy, aren't you?" He asks, rhetorical but Swiss still finds himself nodding along, biting back the disappointed whine when Aeon presses a barely there kiss against the corner of his mouth.

"Like this," he repeats, his touch still too light to really give Swiss the friction he craves. "Or not at all."

#swiss/phantom #swiss ghoul #phantom ghoul #the band ghost fic #nameless ghoul fic #my writing #thinking about dom aeon tbh who is comfortable in his skin and is quiely commanding #a switch gets flipped and the others just listen to him

[bodynblood666]

Secret Whiskers

summary: Cirrus finds a hurt cat in the woods and brings it back to the Ministry. She tries and keep the cat a secret from the rest of the ghoul while she's nursing it back to health. word count: 1,508 tags: fluff, injured animal (nothing explicit), idk what else notes: zoo writing again?? who would have thought. shoutout to my bestie for helping me with this. we're geniuses together fr.

1. New Furry Friend

The cold winter snow had melted and the green grass was peaking through the dirt. All the ghouls would be out doing their things. Mountain had finally come out of his long winter nap, ready to breathe new life into his sore bones. Cirrus loved this time of year, the fresh flowers being planted across the Ministry. Although the Ministry  may not look as vibrant as it would in late spring, Cirrus likes it better that way. It felt calmer, more relaxing than the bombardment of colors and smells that flooded her senses. During this time of year Cirrus would spend hours just roaming around outside. Whether it’s in the forest, just behind the Ministry. Or by the pond, all the way on the other side of the yard. Cirrus would spend all day outside if she could. 

When Cirrus woke up in the morning, she decided she was going to wander around the forest. It doesn’t matter how many times she’s been in the forest, Cirrus alway found new paths to go on. Cirrus pulled on her pair of boots and a jacket and hurried out the door as fast as she could. Once Cirrus opened the big heavy doors of the Ministry, a strong cool breeze pushed its way past Cirrus and flooded the Abbey. Cirrus slowly closes the door behind her, trying not to draw any attention to herself. Once the door closes with a soft thud, Cirrus makes her way to the forest. She isn’t in any rush, it’s quite the opposite actually. Cirrus likes to take her time on her walks, always looking at the scenery around her. Watching as nature just exists around her. Cirrus never had anything like this in the pit. It was always so dark and quiet. Everything burned and died. Ever since she was summoned, she always had gone on walks. Appreciating the world she was lucky to be summoned to. She would never take it for granted. 

As Cirrus went deeper into the forest, she kept hearing something. It was a low crunching sound. Cirrus turned around to see if she could spot whatever it was that was following her. But all she saw when she turned around was the still dead leaves of fall. Cirrus continued walking, thinking it was only her footsteps crushing the leaves under her. But she knew the sound of her own footsteps and it wasn’t low and light like the strange sound behind her. Despite being an air ghoulette, she had a rather heavy walking style, quite like Mountain’s. 

Then she heard it. Meow. Cirrus froze in her place. Then she heard it again. Meow. Cirrus’ ears moved like a satellite, trying to pinpoint the exact location of where the meows were coming from. After a few more meows, she had found the source of it. It was a small tabby cat laying in a little pile of leaves behind a fallen tree. The cat seemed in pretty bad shape. It had an almost torn off ear, wounds all over his body and possibly a broken leg. Cirrus slowly approached the cat, trying desperately not to startle it. Even though it probably couldn’t run away even if it wanted to.

“You poor thing,” Cirrus all but whispered as she stuck her hand out for the cat to smell. “Let me help you.” She shucked off her jacket and carefully wrapped the cat up in it. She brought the cat close to her chest and lightly started petting its head. The cat, almost immediately, nudged its head against Cirrus’ hand. Cirrus smiled as she watched the cat settle up against her warm body. She knew right then and there that her walk would be cut short.

“Come on buddy, let’s get you all fixed up,” Cirrus started making her way back to the Ministry, hugging the cat ever so close to her body, without hurting it even more of course. 

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Cirrus creeped through the ghoul den, ever so quietly. Trying not to wake the rest of the ghouls up. Even though it was almost midday at this point. She pushed open her door with her elbow, while keeping a protective hold on the little treasure in her hands. Cirrus gently places the cat on her bed and quietly starts to raid her shared bathroom with Cumulus of all the first aid things. Once she grabbed the first aid box, she started tending to her new friend’s wounds. Wrapping its leg, cleaning the wounds on its body and bandaging its ear. Honestly she was impressed with how well she patched it up, considering the first aid products she had weren’t really for cats. 

Cirrus sat on the edge of her bed, thinking about what she needs to do now. She’s never taken care of a cat before. Hells she never took care of any creature like this before. As Cirrus was pondering her next moves, the cat slowly limped its way over to her and started pushing its head against her arm.

“Oh,” Cirrus exclaimed. “You must be hungry, huh. I don’t know what we have that you can eat. But I can try and find something.” Cirrus gave the cat a little scratch on its head before standing up and leaving the room. As she made her way through the den, it was clear to her that everyone was finally awake. 

The smell of sizzling bacon floods the ghoul den as someone cooks breakfast in the kitchen. As Cirrus makes her way to the kitchen, Cumulus’s head pops up as she quietly makes her way over to Cirrus and gives her a tight yet gentle hug from behind, holding her every so tight to her body. 

“Goooood Morning!” Cumulus says in a bright and cheery tone. “So Rus, How was your walk? Where did ya go?” Cumulus said, keeping her upbeat tone.

“Oh h-hi Lus,” Cirrus says, slightly startled by the over energetic ghoulette. “I, uh, didn’t go very far. I went to the woods. Something startled me so I came back early.” Cumulus noticed the slight nervousness in Cirrus' voice as she spoke. 

“Really?” Cumulus asked, free Cirrus from her embrace. “I thought nothing really scared you, Rus.”

“I just heard noises and it freaked me out,” Cirrus chuckled slightly. “Lus I will tell you all about my walk later but I really need to go and eat some breakfast. OK?” Cirrus hurried into the kitchen, leaving a confused Cumulus behind.

Cirrus let out a heavy sigh as she finally got to the kitchen. Standing in front of her was a ghoul she hadn’t seen in months. Perched over the stove, sleepiness still fogging his head. Cirrus watched as he slowly turned the pancakes over. Cirrus chuckled as she made her way over to Mountain.

 “Give that to, my fern,” Cirrus said and she carefully took the spatula out of Mountains. Mountain gave Cirrus a muffled groan in return as he buried his face into her neck. “I know you want to get back to some normalcy, but you just woke up! You don’t have to make breakfast.”

“But morning breeze, it’s my job.” Mountain retorted, voice muffled by Cirrus’ hair.

“You’ve been asleep for 3 months, Mount. Your body isn’t used to being awake. Let it wake up before you return to your normal activities. Besides, who do you think has been making breakfast for the past 3 months?” Cirrus stated. As Cirrus was spreading all the food across ten different plates, making sure to put extras on hers, the rest of the ghouls came flooding into the kitchen, taking their respective places at the table. Once everybody started eating, Cirrus took her plate and made her way back to her room. 

“Rus,” Sunshine called from the table. “Where are you going?”

“Oh I, um, I’m working on a, uh, new piano solo in my room and I don’t wanna forget it, ya know.” Cirrus stutter. “Well, bye.” And before anyone could say anything, she was gone, already opening her door and closing it tightly behind her. 

“Ok Mr. Kitty, I got some food here that you could possibly eat, but frankly I don’t know if you can eat it,” Cirrus places the plate of food on top of her dresser. When she turns around, she finds her jacket completely abandoned. A frantic look appears on Cirrus’ face as she starts to look through every nook and cranny, trying to find her new furry friend. When all of a sudden she hears a low purr, ringing through her room. She lifts her head up from where it was under the bed, to find the cat, nuzzled ever so tightly in between her stuffed dinosaur right on top of her bed. Cirrus smiled as she watched the cat’s body move up and down rhymically with its breath. 

“I’ll save the food for you when you wake up, don't worry.” Cirrus smiled while stroking the cat's head, ever so gently. Trying to not wake it up from its slumber.

#cirrus ghoulette #the band ghost #ghost band #nameless ghoul fic #nameless ghouls #ghost bc #nameless ghoul #the band ghost fic #ghost fanfiction #zoo's fics

[feelgoodghoul]

Nerves || Trans! Dew x Aether Ghoul

Taken up from an ask on @iamthecomet 's blog, enjoy, lovelies! It's actually cheesy as hell at some points IMO, but sweet nonetheless.

NSFW under the cut, contains feminized genital descriptors (clit, cunt, y'know, the works.) Also a lot of slick. Think of it as remenants of Dew's water ghoul past.

Aether's face is flushed, his lips slightly parted as he just admired Dew's sprawled form on the bed beneath him. His hair was like a halo around his head, golden and oh-so-soft as it cascaded over the sheets and draped over his horns in little sparkling strands. Aether was only brought back to reality when Dew let out the smallest of whines, nervousness already creeping into his tone.

Usually, their actions all remained clothed, rough grinding and practically fucking each other through their jeans, hard, fast, nasty. But tonight was different. Dew had decided early on that he wanted clothes off, and Aether had happily agreed, but now he could see just how scared the small fire ghoul was to reveal his body.

"Y'know, we don't have to do this," Aether speaks after a bit, "we can continue as normal, if you want."

Dew shook his head, the deep blush spreading down his neck. "I want this, I really do, it's just-" Dew catches his lip between his teeth, biting down to try and control his wavering voice. "No one's ever seen me... Like that. Without clothes, you get it." He tried to laugh to fight back the terrified tears pooling up in his eyes.

"Are you scared I'll hate it? Your body?" Aether kept his tone light, ever gentle. He barely needed to wait for Dew's nod.

"I hate it, how can no one else?"

Aether brushed his thumb along Dew's jaw, drawing a soft sob from the man below. "Dew, I already think you're stunning, clothed or not. Your perception of yourself won't ever change the way I see you, the way everyone sees you." He leaned down to leave a sweet kiss on the ghoul's lips, pulling away when the fire ghoul's breathing evened out. "I've always seen you as a man. A feisty, wild man." Aether let Dew absorb his words, the small ghoul's lip still quivering slightly. "Show yourself to me, little flame, let me worship you."

Dew couldn’t help but let the tiniest of laughs escape his lips, bubbling up until a smile tugged up on his frowning face. “I — I mean… I just — I don’t know…” Dew propped himself up on his elbows, huffing. “I want to let you see me, I do… But -”

“The nerves will always be there.” Aether practically finished the little ghoul’s sentence. “And I understand, we take this at your pace, you show me what you want me to see.” He planted a little kiss between Dew’s molten gold eyes, glad to see a look of gratitude on his face.

“Thank you.” Is all Dew can say. He couldn’t ask for a more understanding partner than Aether, someone who had always been there for him. He hated feeling so vulnerable, though, even with the quintessence ghoul. Dewdrop’s heart was hammering against his chest, like a petrified rabbit begging for an escape. “We can - we can start with shirts, I guess…”

Aether accepts that answer with a kind smile. “I hear ya. I’ll go first if it helps at all.” When Dew nodded frantically, he began to get his shirt off at a leisurely pace, one that Dew could easily follow himself. The larger ghoul was soft in all the right places, his body plush yet well built and strong, muscle rippling beneath the surface. “Whenever You’re ready, little flame.” He cooed in a reassuring tone.

Dew relaxes at the tone of Aether's voice, his thin fingers quivering over the top button of his shirt as he takes a moment to look over Aether's body. He always admired the build of the ghoul, as did many, but it always made his eyes and face go soft with a certain kind of love. He lets out a shaky sigh before he began to undo his own shirt, pulling it free from his tight pants — he preferred his shirts tucked — and soon enough exposing his lithe torso to the quintessence ghoul above.

Aether could only utter one word, "stunning." He sounded breathless, like the sight of the little fire ghoul had completely stolen the air from his lungs. It made Dew blush. Once Aether composed himself, he leaned down to kiss the ghoul, using the opportunity to be close and drink in the scent of cinnamon and ash that floated off of Dew.

"You've barely seen anything, you can't be serious..." Dewdrop huffed, breaking himself away from the kiss to breathe hastily. Aether shakes his head, a smile tugging at his lips. "I'm dead serious, firefly, you're fucking beautiful."

Dew looked away, quivering with a myriad of emotions. Everything in his head was screaming at him to stop, to just put his clothes back on and forget this all happened, but he ignored himself for once. "I want my pants off..." He whispered, voice wavering.

"Would you like help?" Aether responded softly, smiling when Dew gave him a nod of confirmation.

What happened after that was a bit of a blur to Dew, all up until the point where he felt Aether's thick fingers slip between his folds, coating themselves in slick and guiding themselves right up to his sensitive clit. This dragged a moan from Dew's throat, his hands lazily lying above his head and grasping at nothing but air.

"Fuck, Aeth..." He finally utters, his eyes going slightly screwy from the heat that gathered in the pit of his stomach, twisting and beginning to coil all at once.

"That's the voice I love to hear, Dewdrop..." Aether muttered, his eyes dark as he watched the fiery ghoul closely, looking for any hint of unease in order to catch it early. "Let me know what you need."

"I need-" Dew gasped, his hips jolting upwards as Aether circled his clit with his thumb. "I need anything, anything you can give me, I want it..."

Aether nodded along with Dew's pleas, thinking through a good way to continue his endeavors in making Dewdrop feel as good as possible. Soon enough, he began undoing his own pants, one-handed of course, as his fingers had already worked their way into Dew's dripping cunt, stretching and stroking inside his heat in search of the special place that could make anyone scream.

Dew's whimpers and whines had evolved into full-fledged moans, his voice still soft with uncertainty, though that was too beginning to melt away. Aether's fingers felt like heaven inside of him, making his eyes roll back into his head as his back arched off the mattress. He could feel the way slick collected on Aether's fingers, trickling into the awaiting palm of his hand as the quintessence ghoul worked his tense body open.

Dew finally let go of his worries when Aether's thumb pressed against his clit, once again giving him the stimulation he craved. A subtle flick upwards sent his hips bucking off the mattress once again, his voice raising slightly as he made non-verbal pleas for more. Aether growled, a pleased noise as he watched the shiny slick pool up in his palm and drip off the side of his palm, creating a wet patch on the bed beneath them as the fire ghoul began to rock his hips with need.

"Take what you need, my firefly, help yourself." Aether cooed to the dazed ghoul, finding the bundle of nerves once again and jutting his fingers sharply upwards, making Dew release a strangled moan from deep within his throat. "Aeth- Aeth please, fuck I'm already so close dammit!" He shouted, blood roaring in his ears. All he could hear was the huffs of Aether's breath as the larger ghoul watched, listened.

"Cum for me then, starlight, I want to watch you burn bright." He growled out once again, and Dew was left seeing stars as his orgasm rocked him, socking him in the stomach and nearly winding him. Aether pumped his fingers continuously, long, languid movements pushing and pulling Dewdrop back to full consciousness.

"Don't worry, Dew, we've got a long night ahead of us." Aether pulled his fingers from the fire ghoul's sopping cunt, strings of glistening slick webbing his fingers as he dragged his tongue along them

"I'll make you see stars."

And Aether stuck to his word. Dew saw stars that night, and it was glorious.

#dew x aether #dewdrop ghoul #aether x dewdrop #aether ghoul #gentle aether #the band ghost #ghost bc #ghost band #ghost #nameless ghouls #ghoul fic #nameless ghoul fic #trans!dewdrop #dew is nervous #aether loves him to bits #reassuring words #gender affirmation

[montmartrasse]

What if rain or Swiss being vampire ghouls or something and smelling dews blood on stage…

They would be drooling for the rest of the concert,

Swiss would shove dew into a dressing room and pin him against the door before sinking his teeth into dews neck while pushing his knee between dews legs to make him hard…

I feel like rain would be more shy about it tho,

What do you think?

-🫧

hoo this got away from me once again, but i fucking. i cant. this whole situation. the blood kink girlies me are going crazy.

ty and ily

little dickhead would be so smug about it too. strutting on stage, showing everyone his bloody finger, knowing they can’t do anything about it while they’re still performing, driving them crazy.

nsfw below

aether places a little kiss on it on stage, and fans go crazy at the affectionate moment, unaware of the tent growing behind his guitar. 

once they’re backstage tho - that’s when the fun begins. swiss grabs him immediately, aether following right after and rain shyly trailing behind, and they’re in the boys dressing room. mountain is sitting there already, more than happy to just watch, and maybe touch himself. he’s still a ghoul after all. 

swiss immediately hugs him from behind, yanking his hair and exposing his neck, dewdrop know whats coming and goes limp on swiss, relaxing fully. aether covers the front of him, pushing his knee between dewdrop’s legs, allowing him to put his weight there. swiss’ sharp fangs pierce through the skin of dewdrop’s neck and draw blood immediately, a low groan escapes dew’s mouth. the light pain on his forgotten, replaced by the pleasure on his neck. a ghouls bite works like a vampires bite where the low venom that gets injected feels like an aphrodisiac. he reaches one hand back to swiss, trying to get a grip, failing, he’s held by aether now. swiss has a strong grip across his chest and one hand still on his hair, aether just places his hands on dew’s waist, pulling him closer, encouraging him to grind on his leg. 

rain still shyly hovers by the door, mountain’s hand is already in his pants, stroking his cock while enjoying the show. 

dew fully starts grinding on aether’s thigh once he collects himself a little, the high of the initial bite wearing off a little, swiss does not let go still, his own erection pressing dew’s ass, rutting against him lightly. when he gathers his mind just for a bit, he stares rain dead in the eye, raising the bloody hand, reaching for him. rain obeys pliantly, makes his way to the ghoul in the ghoul sandwich, and approaches them. 

“good boy, don’t be shy,” he growls, cupping rain’s face, blood smearing a little on his jaw. dew sticks his bloodied pink finger along with his ring finger, leaving his thumb and other fingers free to grab rain by his jaw, pushing him down. rain falls to his knees, “so good,” dewdrop says with a rough voice, about to get lost in the pleasure, sensation attacking him from every corner. 

swiss, as if on cue, deepens his bite, drawing even more blood, causing dewdrop to jolt hard and ride aether’s leg harder. satisfied with the reaction he got from the fire ghoul, swiss finally lets go of his neck, removing his teeth, still keeping contact while licking the wound he placed there. aether, almost driven to frenzy by all the smells around him - dewdrop’s precum in his pants, the blood spilling from his neck and fingers, swiss’s venom -  pulls dew hard from his waist, lifting him up so he can wrap his legs around his body and places his mouth on swiss’ bite mark, sucking and licking gently, catching the last droplets of blood mixed with the venom. 

dewdrop feels himself pushing the edge of climax as he removes his hand from rain’s mouth, fully intending on sticking it into aether’s mouth for a final hail mary. aether taken aback by dewdrop’s audacity, grunts around the smaller ghoul’s fingers in his mouth, fully pushes him to swiss, slamming both to the wall behind them, and ruts hard into the ghoul that's wrapped around him. swiss once again finds himself grinding hard against dewdrop’s ass.

pain mixed with pleasure too much to keep holding longer, dewdrop pushes his hips to aether’s body one last time as he cums in his pants, the claws on his hips digging hard on his sides and swiss’s hard cock painfully rubbing against his ass still. 

he drops removes his hand from the now almost feral aether’s mouth, and drops his head to swiss’s shoulder, body all limp once again, relying on his mates for support. 

rain lets a low whimper escape his mouth, left out from the majority of the fun, still on his knees, mouth open and ready for use. 

“nice show, congrats guys” comes a deep voice from the couch, mountain still rubbing his cock, now out of his pants. 

dew snaps to life, head lifting from where it was resting, a wicked grin plastered on his stupid face 

“we’re just starting, care to join?”

they have a long night ahead.

#asks #headcanons #is it? #dewdrop ghoul #aether ghoul #swiss ghoul #rain ghoul #ghost band fic #nameless ghouls #nameless ghoul fic #ray writes #drabbles

[aghoulbyanothername]

so that video that's going around now turned into this

swiss/dew, blow job, praise kink, +18 nsfw obv

read on ao3

Dewdrop grabs Swiss by his neck, which is a challenge in itself and drags him to the nearest room with a door. Much to his luck, it happens to be a sufficiently spacious supply closet. 

“What the fuck man?” Swiss yelps once he’s free. 

Teeth out, shoulders tensed, Dewdrop walks up to Swiss until he’s backed away in a corner. “You know what you did,” he snarls, a glint in his eye and Swiss is game. “I could barely stand for the bow after the little stunt you pulled.”

Amused and turned on, Swiss adds a sultry tone to his voice before speaking. “Mhmm? And what is it that I’ve done?” 

Dewdrop grabs Swiss’s hand, sharp nails digging into his wrist, possibly drawing blood, and brings it down to his crotch. His semi-hard cock trapped by the fabric of his pants twitches in the excitement of the extra attention. Dew brings his face close to Swiss’s neck. “You come out and grab my cock like that in front of everyone, and just expect me to do nothing about it?” His voice is uncharacteristically low and rumbly, unlike the bratty, sparking fire ghoul Swiss knows him to be. The change in demeanor sends a jolt of excitement down his cock, unable to conjure what Dew has in mind. 

Dew is now pressing even harder into Swiss’s palm that’s still on his crotch, practically dry humping, and opens his mouth wide before biting him hard on the corner of his neck. Caught off guard, Swiss almost jumps in his place, only causing Dew to sink his teeth harder, drawing blood. The taste of blood brings his cock fully to life, and Swiss feels the rock-hard length of him underneath his pants. “Oh fuck man, go easy,” he lets out, even though he’s enjoying the hard treatment. 

“Easy, huh?” Dew asks finally removing his mouth from Swiss’s neck, only to replace it with his free hand, pushing him down until Swiss gets the memo and lowers himself down on his knees. Dewdrop brings his hand to the bottom of Swiss’s face, squeezing his bottom jaw, nails threatening to sink into his skin once again. “I’ll show you easy.” With his free hand, he fumbles with the zipper of his pants, his cock practically begging for freedom. 

Once Swiss notices Dew’s hand trying, and failing to open his zipper, he takes the matter to his hands and finally manages to undo his pants. No one is surprised that Dew went commando for the night. His cock springs out of his pants once it’s free and stands hard and tall, right in front of Swiss’s mouth. 

“Good boy,” Dew says softly, and Swiss right there and then melts into Dewdrop’s hand. Dew relaxes the grip he has on his jaw, allowing him to open his mouth softly. “So good,” he slips his thumb into Swiss’s mouth, his tongue swiftly curling around it, sucking just the tiniest bit. A low groan escapes Dewdrop’s mouth once Swiss’s teeth graze over his finger, scraping it ever so slightly. 

Unable to wait more, Dewdrop removes his thumb from Swiss’s mouth and grabs his hair in one swift motion, yanking his head back so that he can bend over and talk directly into Swiss’s face, lips barely touching. 

“Now I’m going to fuck that pretty face of yours.” He places an almost shy kiss onto Swiss’s mouth and straightens himself. A wicked grin materializes on his face, pleased after seeing Swiss has his mouth open, tongue out, ready for his cock.

Keeping true to his word, Dew uses his free hand to guide his cock into Swiss’s mouth and starts thrusting into his throat. Swiss’s masterful tongue immediately starts moving under the shaft of Dew’s cock, just like he likes. He relaxes his jaw even more and allows Dewdrop to thrust in and out even deeper now, the tip of his cock hitting the back of his throat and causing him to gag ever so slightly, much to Dewdrop’s pleasure. 

“There you go, mhm, good boy. Good Swiss,” Dewdrop praises, satisfied with the way Swiss sucks on his cock, hollowing his cheeks to get a better feeling. He tightens the grip he has on Swiss’s hair, and pulls him closer to himself, trying to bury the entire length of his cock deep in his throat. Receiving the signal, Swiss raises one hand to brace himself on Dewdrop’s leg and relaxes his jaw, swallowing the entire length of the smaller ghoul. 

“Fuck fuck fuck,” Dewdrop chants, overwhelmed by the sensation on his cock. He tries to push deeper, only stops when Swiss gags, turning him on even more. Swiss pulls back from his cock, a string of spit and precum attached to his lips. He licks his lips coyly. Dewdrop releases the hand he has on Swiss’ hair and brings it back to his face once again, this time his thumb just lightly swiping on his bottom lip, smearing the spit and precum mix even more. He raises his hand to his mouth and sucks off the juice. “Delicious. Let’s make more.” 

Swiss, like the good boy he is, opens his mouth once again, allowing Dewdrop to continue fucking his face. “Good boy. So good for me. Do you want me to cum in your mouth? Are you going to swallow my seed?” A small yelp escapes Swiss’s throat which sounds like a yes to Dew, which is the only confirmation he needs at the moment when he is this close to the edge. 

The heat in his belly rises slowly, with each thrust he finds it harder to hold back how fast and hard he wants to go. The teeth lightly grazing over his cock are driving him closer to the edge. 

“Relax your mouth for me, baby boy. Gonna fuck your mouth fast and proper now.” He gives a warning and follows up with it. Swiss obediently lets his jaw relax and tongue flatten while tightening the grip he has on Dew’s thigh for balance. 

With the newfound ease of access, Dewdrop starts thrusting his cock faster now, only a bit shallow. He lets out a string of nonsense spill from his mouth, most praising Swiss for his delightful mouth. He sees the small tears forming on Swiss’s eyes and spit covering his mouth and chin. 

Ready to come any time now, Dewdrop places his hand on Swiss’s head one last time, this time much gentler, just barely holding on to it. He slows his thrusts and goes deeper. Swiss, noticing Dewdrop is about to come, puts his tongue to work, swiping through the under the shaft and paying extra attention to the tip whenever he can. 

Head tilted back and eyes closed, Dewdrop feels his release approaching any moment, and lets Swiss take care of his orgasm. 

With a final attempt to deep throat Dew’s cock, Swiss relaxes his jaw and brings his nose to Dew’s crotch, tickled by the light blond hairs for a moment. 

“Fuck, fuck your mouth. Fuck that’s, hnngh,” Dew only manages to get out before his climax explodes and cums deep down in Swiss’s throat. 

Feeling almost limp, a shiver runs through his legs as Swiss continues milking him, catching every bit of cum. When he is finally done, Swiss pulls back and releases his cock with a pop sound, followed by a sinful show of licking his lips, tongue sweeping across his tongue. 

With the unholy sight in front of him, Dewdrop takes a moment to ponder whether he should help Swiss with the already painfully grown problem in his pants. Finally, he decides that he won’t be indulging the bigger ghoul, as much as he would like to, and quickly pulls his pants back up and zips them. 

A disappointed look manifests on Swiss’s face, only to be interrupted by Dewdrop quickly kissing him on the lips.

“Takes this as a consequence of messing with me on stage and be a good boy next time,” he says quickly before turning on his heel and exiting the supply closest, leaving a very horny ghoul behind.

#dewdrop ghoul #swiss ghoul #swiss/dewdrop #dewdrop ghoul fic #swiss ghoul fic #ghost fic #ghost bc fic #the band ghost fic #nameless ghoul #nameless ghoul fic #swissdrop

[ghuleh-recs]

their combined powers were too great. he never stood a chance. rip king.

#swissrora double teaming copia fic when #better angle 🤌 #my gifs #my shitty gifs lmao #papa emeritus iv #swiss ghoul #aurora ghoulette #the band ghost #ghost gifs #re imperatour #ghost bc #ghost band #nameless ghouls #papa iv #copia

[mardyart]

[rains voice] ooh you wanna fuck the new ghoul so bad it makes you look stupid

#idk if these are my final designs for them but hey…… they should k- #im so desperate for people to join my dew/phantom agenda ple #gimme the fics…… im starving…… #dewdrop #sodo #phantom #phantom ghoul #nameless ghouls #dewdrop x phantom #the band ghost #the band ghost fanart #ghost #ghost fanart

[nastylittleghouls]

All Aether wants for Christmas is Dew

#The way Dew already moves towards Aeth before he's even done. They love each other so much ;_; #When you do research~ for a fic that will most likely never see the light of the day and they give you even more feels.... #Aether Ghoul #Dewdrop Ghoul #Dewther #Aether x Dewdrop #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #ghost ghouls #Aether/Dewdrop #They are soulmates your honor #Ghost bc #Ghoul Shenanigans (TM)

[noahl-art]

Listen @hypnoneghoul you can't just drop a wonderful and heartwarming Swiss Cowboy being so smitten by transfem barmaid Mountain fic without expecting something from me!!!!! 🤠🫠

It's only a 5 minutes sketch there is more coming you better prepare!! 😤

#PLEASE GO READ THE FIC #listen cowboys are my weakness #i'm just gone there is no stopping me #swiss ghoul #swiss army ghoul #the band ghost #ghost band fanart #ghost bc #nameless ghouls #nameless ghoul #sketch #fanart #illustration #my art

[st-danger]

Phantom breeding kink?

"You wanna?" The questions is huffed out between Dew pushing into him, sliding out. The slow drag of it is delicious. He could enjoy this, not push his luck too much, but Swiss tells him things, secret things, and what would be the point of a well lit path of breadcrumbs if he's not meant to follow?

Dew hesitates. Aeon looks up at him with wide, innocent eyes- the devil's always good about convincing folks he doesn't exist, right? Isn't that the narrative that's pushed here? So- innocent, sweet. Asking in a softer voice, the one that always gets Swiss, the one that sounds like silk. He knows he can look like an angel, even with his legs over somebody's shoulders.

Dew adjusts, so he can bring a hand, wrap it around his throat- holding. Warning.

"Watch it," he says.

Breadcrumbs, though.

"Swiss says it freaks you out," Aeon says. He knows he's pushing it, but he also knows Swiss would not feed him information that wasn't to be used. "Says it makes you cum really hard anyway." Dew continues to stare at him, and when Aeon feels his cock throb hard inside of him, he sucks his lower lip into his mouth. Coquettish.

"Is that what he says," Dew murmurs, tone unkind.

"I thought maybe you wanna try it from the other side," Aeon says. "I need it." Reaches for Dew's chest, and gives the rings in his nipples a playful little tug. "I think you do, too."

Dew scoffs, lets go of his throat, and leans back up, hooking his hands behind Aeon's knees. Aeon sees the cracks in his composure, even if Dew thinks he's being careful. There's been a few things he's gotten really good at Above Ground, and one of his best is working his way under Dew's skin in the best ways possible. Getting into his bloodstream and getting into his head. Dew's never stood a chance with him, has found him alluring and irresistible since the first hookup backstage when he'd shoved him against the door, stroking both of them off, kissing Aeon stupid in between telling him how impressed he was.

They hang suspended for a moment, and Aeon gives him his most beatific smile.

"Wanna knock me up?"

Dew is pulling out, flipping him over, and shoving him down before Aeon's brain catches up to what's happening. A hand on the back of his neck forcing his chest down, his ass up, presented. Dew slides back in without warning. A hard sharp thrust in that makes Aeon gasp with it.

"That what you want?" Dew's voice sounds weird. Tense. Strangled. Another hard thrust, and Aeon laughs, absolutely delighted. Maybe he'll buy Swiss some flowers. The laugh is cut off when Dew slams back in again, forcing the breath from him, and there's a hint of cruelty in it that sends a thrill up his spine. He doesn't wait for a response, just begins fucking into him harder and faster than he's expecting, or prepared for. Aeon startles.

"Dew-"

"I'm gonna," Dew grunts.

"S'really hard," Aeon says, of the pace, the force Dew begins railing him with. It isn't bad, but it's unexpected, and through the arousal, he feels the flicker-flame of nervousness bloom in the pit of his stomach.

"You want it, you're going to take it how I give it to you," Dew says, dark, and hits just the right spot, pushes on the back of his neck just a little harder. Pinning him further. Aeon moans, sharp and reedy. "You wanna be bred so bad? I'll give it to you, then," he says, and Aeon feels the fingers on his hips dig savagely in.

"Do it," Aeon says.

He realizes quickly he's over his head, and realizes just how much he likes it.

Swiss had left him breadcrumbs, but hadn't warned him about what, exactly, it would lead him to.

#st-speaks #ghost #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #ghost fanfiction #ghost headcanons #ghost fic #aeon ghoul #phantom ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #dew ghoul #sodo ghoul #dew/phantom #dew/aeon #sodo/phantom #sodo/aeon #dew x phantom #dewdrop x phantom #dewdrop x aeon #sodo x aeon #sodo x phantom

[ghoulangerlee]

I saw the kiss prompts!! So cute ❤️

Maybe "just follow my lead" & lifting your lover up while kissing with Aeon and Swiss?

Only if you want to of course!!!

Anon, please accept this humble Swiss/Aeon 💚 thank you so much for the prompt, I love these two 😭

nothing extreme in here, a kiss, Swiss' turbulent emotions, Aeon's confusion but eagerly going along with it. Enjoy!

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“Where are we going?” Aeon asks, trying to keep his voice down, though judging by the dirty look he gets from one of the many crew members milling around the backstage area, he doesn’t do a good job at it.

It could however, also be because he and Swiss have been weaving through and around them for the past several minutes, getting further from the stage.

Aeon reaches out and grabs at Swiss’ wrist, he doesn’t try to pull his hand away, just squeezes it, trying to get the taller ghoul’s attention, “Where are we going?” he asks his voice cracking a bit as Swiss takes a sudden sharp right onto a slightly less crowded hallway, “Swiss, Imperium is going to start in less than fifteen minutes.”

Swiss, predictably, doesn’t say anything, just tugs Aeon closer to his back as he turns another hallway—this one empty, stopping just short enough to make Aeon run into him.

Aeon groans and shuffles away from Swiss, as much as he can, bringing his other hand up to rub at the bridge of his nose where his helmet had dug into it upon impact, “Swiss,” he says, there’s a hint of warning in his tone now, “What are we doing?”

Swiss looks from the left to the right and then tugs Aeon across the hallway, wrenching open one of the closed door, “Just follow my lead here,” he finally says, though it just confuses Aeon more.

It's a storage room, one that’s dark and smells mostly of mildew, and Aeon goes to protest, to laugh off this insane turn of events when Swiss pulls him inside—the door closing behind him.

“What—!?” Aeon goes to ask, but he’s cut off by Swiss, who quickly pulls his helmet off and drops it to the concrete floor before pulling his own off as well—and then, there’s even less talking, less thought, when Swiss crowds Aeon up against the door and crouches, his hands going to Aeon’s thighs and then he’s lifting him.

Aeon’s hands bat at Swiss’ shoulders before he digs his fingers into his shirt to hold on, Swiss’ mouth slotting against his and drawing all coherent thought from him.

His mouth tastes of the disgusting metallic fruit whatever the hell flavor he has in his vape currently, something that only gets stronger and more obnoxious when they’re on tour, but Aeon can’t help himself as he sinks his fingers into Swiss’ short hair and pulls him further into it, opening his mouth and letting Swiss lick into it like he’s trying to chase the last dredges of mint flavor from the gum he’d been chewing before he’d been unceremoniously dragged back here.

And for the most part, Aeon is content to stay here for as long as possible, now that Swiss has him where he wants him, between a door and a hard place—but then his ear piece rumbles to life with a shuddering reminder that they’re in a storage closet right before a ritual.

Aeon pushes at Swiss’ shoulder with his free hand, fights back the disappointment when he does move, even though he knows that he’s the one who pushed Swiss away, “Not that I’m complaining,” he begins, gentling his touch in Swiss’ hair, “much,” he clarifies at Swiss’ amused look, “But did you really have to drag me all the way back here for a kiss?” he asks. “The others know, and they’re not going to stop you from kissing me before we go on.” Aeon’s curious purple eyes search Swiss’ face, “You’re not afraid of Papa seeing us, are you?”

Swiss snorts at that and finally, albeit slowly, untangles himself from Aeon, and lets the shorter ghoul stand on his own again, “You can call him Copia,” he says, completely ignoring the question, “He’s not going to eat you…” he pauses and narrows his eyes a bit, “Unless you want him to,” he teases, grinning at the way the flush across Aeon’s glamoured skin is much more visible than when he’s not.

Aeon huffs and shoves Swiss before leaning over to pick his helmet up off the floor, “Be serious,” he says, ignoring that most of Swiss’ lipstick is smeared around his own mouth, fixing the balaclava and shoving his helmet back on his head, “Why a storage room of all places?”

Swiss seems to sober a bit and digs around in his pocket for a moment, pulling out a tube of lipstick, “Maybe I just wanted a private place to kiss you,” he says nonchalantly before doing his best to re-apply his lipstick in the dark.

Aeon opens his mouth, goes to push and find out why he’d wanted a private place, when most of their previous dalliances had been around or near the others, it wasn’t a secret in the least that Aeon fancied Swiss, and unless Swiss was just obtuse about his own emotions, it wasn’t a secret to anyone that Swiss also fancied Aeon.

His ear piece blares to life again, another call for places as the beginning notes of Imperium start to filter through, even to the little storage area they’re in and Aeon swears, ducks down to grab Swiss’ helmet, “Later,” he says, his tone somewhat serious, “Later we’re going to talk about this.” He passes the helmet over to Swiss and well, he looks a bit like he might be sick.

“We need to go, but later we’ll talk, in whatever storage room you want.” Aeon says, gentling his tone and that seems to spur Swiss on a bit, the taller ghoul pulling his helmet back on after pocketing his lipstick—and, in a strange sort of reverse, he grabs Swiss’s hand, ignoring how well they fit together, tugging the taller ghoul out of the storage room and back the way they came, dodging all of the previous crew who were still shooting them dirty looks and completely ignoring the raised eyebrow from Papa at their tardiness.

When his guitar is passed to him, and he’s called to his place on stage, he briefly looks back at Swiss and presses two fingers against his own lips to simulate blowing a kiss to him.

Right before the curtain drops and the music swells into Kaisarion, Swiss smiles at him, the glow of his silver eyes visible through the darkened lenses

#nameless ghoul fic #the band ghost fic #swiss ghoul #aeon ghoul #phantom ghoul #swiss/aeon #my writing #tumblr fic

[bodynblood666]

Bonded Together. Ch 2: The First Practice

parring: Phantom and Aurora (platonic)

Content: Swiss being Swiss, slight panic attack, angry Dew but Copia and Aeth scold him.

word count: 2,076

summary: the first practice didn't go quite as Phantom had hoped. Sunshine reveals she is looking for someone to replace her but the search isn't going well. But she believe Aurora will be able to take over for her. Is Aurora up for it?

Chapter 2: The First Practice 

The early morning sun shone through the flimsy curtains of the room. Casting precious light onto the ghouls still lying in bed, and onto the plain boring walls. Phantom starts to stir awake when a particular ray of sunlight hits him right in the eye. The tear marks from last night still sit on his cheeks, like an old uncomfortable sticker. Phantom full opens his eyes and blinks at the sleepiness from them. He moves to get up and out of bed, but a body behind him prevents him from moving. Aurora. How could he forget she was still in bed. He honestly thought that sometime in the middle of the night she would leave and gone back to her room. Phantom rolls over to cast his gaze upon Aurora’s sleeping face. The only emotion it carried was that of contentment. Maybe staying in bed for a little bit longer wouldn’t be so bad. Just as Phantom was starting to lay down and get comfortable again, heavy footsteps can be heard almost sprinting to his door. Then suddenly, his bedroom door flew open, almost breaking the wall when it slammed against it. In the doorway stood a small, structured figure. Smoke slowly started to fill the room and the figure standing in the doorway kept smoking a cigarette. 

“Hurry up you two! I’m not letting the reason be that breakfast is late be because of you two!” the voice yelled at the two, now frightened, ghouls in bed. As quickly as the figure came, it disappeared.  

“Dew! Don’t yell at them. They had a big day yesterday; they can sleep in if they want to.” Rain’s calm, monotone voice echoed in the near distance.  

“But you know Mountain’s rule! ‘No one is allowed to eat unless everyone is present at the table.’ He follows it to a T Rain, and I want my bacon.” Dew barks back to his pack mate, clearly distressed over his bacon. 

Phantom and Aurora scramble out of bed, with Aurora bringing Phantom’s comfort along with her to protect her delicate skin from the icy cold morning air. They race down to the main dining hall, almost getting lost in the almost endless corridor of the Ministry. But soon enough, they make it to the dining room, although slightly out of breath. There, at the same table from dinner last night, the rest of their new pack mates sat chatting amongst themselves. Someone of them looked like they had been up for hours, and someone these looked like they had just woken up.  

“Aurora, there you are!” Cumulus exclaims as she walks over to them. “We were looking for you this morning. Thought you had ran away for a second.” 

Aurora gives Cumulus a warm smiles and replies, “Sorry, I probably should have told you where I went.” 

“Ah no that’s ok. You don’t have to tell us where you went. It was just strange you disappeared.” Cumulus says before taking Aurora’s hand and leading her to the table. Aurora in turn, grabbing Phantom’s hand. “Now let's eat before Dew gets even more pissy.” 

As Aurora was sitting down, she felt warm strong hands start caressing her shoulders, and a head lower down to one of her ears. A hot breathy voice whispers in her ear. “This isn’t allowed at the table, little miss princess.” 

And in a quick movement the comforter that was protecting her from the cold, was ripped away from her body in one quick motion. Heat rises to her face and an almost cartoony blush fills her cheeks. When she turned to see who ripped away her comforter from around her, she saw a tall ghoul with a curly mop of a head of hair smiling down at her.  

“Swiss, leave her alone.” Cirrus says from the other side of the table, crossing her arms. “She as just summoned, give it a bit before you try seducing her, ok.” 

“Sorry, Rus but whenever I see a pretty new ghoul, I got to get really close to them.” Swiss says crouching down to Aurora’s height, looking her dead in the eye. Aurora stares back at the fellow multi ghoul, with big doe eyes. The bright pink blush spreading across her whole face and neck now.  

Before Aurora can say anything to the multi ghoul, Mountain finally brings in breakfast, to Dew’s delight. Swiss stands from his crouching position and wonders over to his seat across the table and next to Sunshine. Aurora watches Swiss closely as he walks away. A million thoughts ran through her head in an instance. Two of them being, ‘what was that all about’, and ‘is it bad I want him to do it again.’ 

Aurora quickly tries to compose herself before anyone notices her flustered appearance. Unfortunately for her, someone did notice. When she lifts her head up from looking over herself, she is met with hungry golden eyes staring into her own mixed matched eyes. She couldn’t believe Swiss was sitting directly in front of her. She could have sworn he was sitting at the other end of the table yesterday at dinner. Aurora felt her face starting to flush yet again. She tried looking anywhere else in the room besides Swiss’ hungry gaze. 

“S-So uh,” Aurora says, trying to strike up conversation. “The first practice is today, right? What am I supposed to be doing while you guys are all at practice?” 

“I guess you can sit in on practices. At least until we find you something to do around the Ministry,” Aether replies, downing his morning coffee as Dew steals a few slices of his bacon.  

Dread sets in on Phantom as he realizes that soon enough, he will be on tour with the band and Aurora will stay here in the Ministry. His hands start to shake as he dives deeper into his thoughts. What if during their tour she forgets about him? What if he forgets about her?  

Breakfast wizzes by in a haze. It is only when Dew starts the first guitar riff of Kaisarion, Phantom snaps back into reality. When did he get in the practice room? Better yet, when did practice start? Standing in front of the ghouls on stage is Coipa, Aether and Aurora. Phantom guesses this isn’t a full practice since Copia isn’t off stage awaiting his queue. Phantom follows as many queues as he can remember, but he does forget many and plays many wrong notes. He looks over to the other side of the stage and sees Dew glaring at him as Rain plays his bass line at the start of Con Clavi Con Dio. Phantom whips his head to face the front of the stage as quickly as he could. He tries to remember all his guitar riffs for the rest of the songs, hoping not to meet Dew's wrath. But when it comes to his turn to play, he blanks.  

“I can’t take this anymore!” Dew shouts, throwing one of his picks on the ground. In that moment, everybody stops playing and turns to start at him. “He keeps messing up Copia. He’s not working out!” 

“It’s his first real practice Dew!” Aether yells back at him from his spot in the audience.  

“Aether is right Dewdrop. Don’t be mad at him, he only had a 30-minute practice session yesterday. He's learning. I’m not expecting him to be perfect after 30 minutes of practice. In fact, he’s doing a good job so far,” Copia says sternly, crossing his arms over his chest. At that, Dew shags his shoulders a little bit as an embarrassed looks appears on his face. Copia pinches the skin between his eyebrows and sighs. “That’s enough for right now. We will continue later.” 

Phantom was the first one to leave the practice room. Speedwalking out of the practice room after placing his guitar on its stand. Aurora is next to follow out of the practice room, following after Phantom. Soon enough, the practice room is cleared out, except for two ghouls, Aether and Sunshine. Sunshine finally steps off her platform and walks to the center of the stage and stands next to Aether. 

“I take it you haven’t talked to Copia yet?” Aether asks.  

Sunshine shakes her head with a no. “No not yet. I was hoping I could find somebody to replace me before I told him. But the search hasn’t been great. The other multi ghouls don’t have what I’m looking for.” 

“We need a lot of help here Sunny. Ifrit and Omega are struggling as it is. Mist is doing everything she can as well. We really need your help.” Aether begs. Sunshine smiles up at him and places her hand on his cheek and caresses it.  

“I know Aeth. I’m trying to find someone, it’s just hard,” Sunshine slowing removes her hand from his cheek as she gets an idea. “I could see if Rora is able to replace me! It would be good for not only the band but for Phantom too. They have a special relationship, and they probably don’t want to be separated! Thanks for the idea Aeth!” Sunshine exclaiming jumping off the stage and running out of the room in search of Aurora. 

Aether is left behind in the practice room, standing there completely clueless. “But... I didn’t say anything...”  

After running through the endless corridors, Sunshine finally reaches the ghoul den. She bursts through the big iron door and roams her eyes upon the ghouls on the sagging couch. No Aurora. She progresses further into the ghoul den and opens every door she can. Still no Aurora. Sunshine searches the ghoul den for close to 10 minutes and she can’t seem to find Aurora. She walks about to the living room, trying to think of where Aurora could be. 

“Whatcha looking for, baby?” Cirrus asks wrapping her hands around Sunshine’s neck from behind. Sunshine turns her head to look at Cirrus. 

“I’m looking for Rora, Rus,” Sunshine replies. “You know where she is?” 

“Yeah, she’s in the garden with Phantom and Mount. Phantom was having a hard time with what Dew said and Rora was trying to console him. Mountain saw and took both outside, hoping to help them in any way,” Cirrus tightens her hold on Sunshine. “Why?” 

“I gotta ask her something,” Sunshine taps Cirrus’ arm, signaling for her to let go, which she does. “Thanks honey.” Cirrus smiles and watches Sunshine disappear behind the iron door, but not before telling her to visit later with a flirtatious tone to her voice. 

It doesn’t take long for Sunshine to reach the garden as the den is close to the exit of the Ministry. She wanders around the grounds of the Ministry for a bit. She starts to wonder if Cirrus lied to her about the three of them being out here. But soon enough, she sees the large antlers, she’s grown to love, peaking over some flower bushes in the near distance. She smiles and slowly starts making her way over to Mountain, getting a little insight into the conversation he was having with Phantom and Aurora. 

“And these are Ghost Orchids also known as Dendrophylax Lindenii,” Sunshine hears Mountain say. “They are native to Florida, the Bahamas and Cuba. Now we’re not really supposed to have them, but the Ministry was able to pull some string, when Primo was papa, to be able to get these. Primo was very into plants when he was here.” 

The joyful sounds of Phantom and Aurora’s oohs and awes ring through Sunshine’s ears as she approaches. Then she hears Phantom innocently asks, “What happened to Primo?” 

Mountain sighs, then replies, “Unfortunately, Primo is no longer with us. He has passed on to his next life,” As Sunshine rounds the corner of bushes of the garden, she hears sorrowful ohs from the two newer ghouls. Mountain turns his head when he notices another presence in his garden. “Hi Sunny, whatcha doing here?” 

“I was looking Aurora. Rus said she was out here with you.” Sunshine replies smiling at them. 

“Oh uh, ok,” Aurora says standing up following Sunshine to the gazebo in the middle of the garden. “What is it, Sunshine?” 

“How would you like to replace me and be a part of the band alongside Phantom?” Sunshine asks with a smile on her face.  

“Huh? Are you serious, Sunshine?” Aurora asks in awe.  

#zoo's fics #phantom ghoul #aurora ghoulette #nameless ghouls #aeon ghoul #phantom ghost #aeon ghost #ghost bc #ghost band fanfic #nameless ghoul fic

[feelgoodghoul]

dew is nervous, aether takes the time to help him through his worries

#trans!dewdrop #dew x aether #dewdrop ghoul #aether x dewdrop #aether ghoul #gentle aether #the band ghost #ghoul fic #nameless ghoul fic #dew is nervous #aether helps him #gender affirmation through sex #and words #aether loves him to bits

[montmartrasse]

a little MountainDew action let's go

cut for length, and definitely nsfw content

also on ao3

Mountain had an idea - he just needed the right person. 

Sauntering into the ghoul living quarters, he decided to let his mind wander. Who would be up for the job? 

Had to be someone small. Maybe Mist? He feared Mist a little and didn’t think she’d be up to it anyway. Rain would be too tall, Cirrus was not around. 

But the little gremlin was right there and it was basically guaranteed that he would accept the offer. Experimentalist almost to a fault, that one was, alas, it made him the right person. 

“Hey,” Mountain said, startling Dewdrop, who apparently had dozed off in front of the TV he was presumably watching. 

“What’s up big guy?” Dewdrop inquired in between a yawn and grunts from stretching. “You have a look on your face. I don’t know what you want but I have a feeling that it will be interesting.”

Three days and six hours later, Dewdrop was in the band practice room, naked, and a plug up his ass. 

He was not known for his punctuality but for this, he couldn’t get there any sooner, so he could get there sooner. Impatiently, he waited for Mountain to show up, hoping no one would barge in the practice room, because unholy hell, what was to happen next was all he could think in the past three days. 

After what felt like an eternity, he heard the heavy sounds of the bigger ghoul’s footsteps approaching the practice room. Nervous, Dewdrop jumped from his seat, and walked towards the door, only to have the door open and get slammed shut immediately, and Mountain walked up to him like he was trying to pick a fight, slamming him to the wall behind him and lifting him up with ease. 

Mountain’s hands immediately found Dew’s ass cheeks, holding him in the air and forcing him to wrap his legs around his waist, and a curious finger circled around the gemmed end of the plug that was barely sticking out. 

“Good job, you listened for once,” Mountain growled into Dew’s neck before biting him gently. “You remember the scene right?”

“Oh, how could I forget,” Dew tried to say casually, yet the excitement in his voice betrayed him, making him sound more eager than he intended to.

“Let’s go then,” Mountain secured Dew tightly around him and made a beeline for the drum kit that was sitting in the back of the room. 

Once sat down, he placed Dewdrop carefully on his lap, facing him, aligning his crotch with his ass. His cock was already hard underneath his tight pants, straining to break free but he needed to wait. 

“Warm-up round?” He asked the jittery ghoul on his lap. Dew’s excitement was obvious even to the blind - precum was already staining Mountain’s shirt where it touched. 

“Fuck the warm-up I’ve been warming up for hours now just let me sit on your cock,” Dewdrop let out all while trying to grind on Mountain’s lap for more get friction. 

“Fine. You asked for it, don’t forget. Lift up a little,” Mountain instructed. 

Once Dewdrop managed to find some footing to lift himself up, Mountain quickly unbuttoned his pants, setting his cock free. 

“Ah fuck. I’ve forgotten that sight, this is gonna be fun,” a little edge on his voice, not overpowering the excitement in his words. 

Mountain reached for the smaller ghoul’s ass once again, spreading one side of his ass to get better access to the plug. He decided to fumble with it for a few seconds, in lieu of warm-up, and just to get a feel for how the gremlin was feeling. 

After a few moments, a whimper left Dewdrop’s mouth, eyelids heavy and cock springing with stimulation. He was already feeling too hard and too much.“Fuck man you gotta-” he didn’t get to finish his sentence before Mountain sharply pulled the plug out of his ass. 

“Huh. Impressive,” he muttered as he sized up the plug. Dewdrop went big.

“All for you big guy. All for you.”

He managed to get the little pack of lube out of his back pocket, handing it to Dew to open. Once open, Dewdrop didn’t lose any time before coating his fingers with lube, reaching for Mountain’s cock, and spreading the lube all over. He didn’t want to get his hands slick, needed them for later.

“Here you go,” he grabbed Dew’s waist, holding him up just a little so Dew could grab his cock and align his ass with it. The touch of Dew’s hand on his cock made his stomach coil with excitement. He was needy already.

Once aligned, he let go of Dewdrop, allowing him to sink on his cock on his own terms. Wasn’t an easy job for most, but the gremlin seemed to enjoy the challenge. Having someone sit on his cock completely was Mountain’s absolute favorite delight in the world that he rarely got to indulge in. Feeling the hotness, and tightness around him, and especially having a ghoul take him in, was another level. He didn’t need to be gentle or go slow, or even feel guilty that he might hurt the other person. 

“Fffffuck,” came out of his lips, chest heaving. “You’re gonna make a size queen real happy someday.” 

“Why wait for someday when you are here already?” 

Slowly, Dewdrop managed to take the entirety of Mountain’s cock up his ass, not without letting more offense spurt from his mouth. When he finally sank all the way in, Mountain had to use all the restraint in his body to not cum right there and then. It had been a while since he found someone to fuck properly.

“Hold tight,” Mountain instructed and Dewdrop tried to obey. 

He managed to place his feet on the support bars of the stool, wrapping his tail around Mountain’s torso for some support and finally placing his hand on Mountain’s shoulders.

“Nah, that won’t work,” Mountain said, mimicking how he plays drums. “Neck.”

“Well don’t kill me if I start choking you then,” Dewdrop grumbled.

“Try and I’ll shove this drumstick next to my cock,” 

“That very temp-” Dew got cut off once again, this time because of the heavy rumble that arise from Mountain’s chest as he growled at him, teeth out. 

“Fine, fine. I’ll try to behave. Can’t make any promises but start playing I’m dying here,” He wasn’t lying, feeling the complete fullness he had while having Mountain’s cock up his ass was a-fucking-wonderful but he had the plug in all day long anyway, he needed more than just being full - he needed to get fucked properly.

“So demanding,” but he gave in and slowly started to play.

A tease by nature, he started with the snares and toms, not wanting to give in to Dewdrop’s demands immediately. A slow rhythm, nothing too hard and fast, just a little taste of what's to come. Dewdrop was slowly riding his cock, surprisingly quiet except for little whimpers and moans here and there.

Despite his wish to take it slow and torment the little demon on his lap, Mountain was also pretty worked up. Having his cock buried deep in someone while doing his favorite thing in the world, playing the drums, was too much for him, making him lose all caution and care. 

So he went for it. 

The pace changed immediately, a master at the time signature changes he was, and he started utilizing the pedals of the bass drums. With each kick, high thighs bounced on the stool, lifting Dewdrop ever so slightly and dropping him back, causing him to jump on his cock.

“Ah fuckfuck fuck fuck,” came out of Dewdrop’s mouth, now fully bouncing on Mountain’s cock as he hit the pedals.

While he was playing one of his favorite songs, one that required lots of pedals, he was slowly starting to reach a climax. It took all the power in him to not stop and just properly fuck Dewdrop on the grand piano in front of them. 

Dew noticed the low grunt that was escaping Mountain's throat. “Coming already?” he asked as his hands snaked their way towards Mountain’s back, nails digging sharply. 

“Shut up,” Mountain snarled, wanting to focus on his own pleasure. 

With the newfound grip as he had his nails dug on Mountain’s back, Dewdrop started jumping even harder on Mountain’s cock, trying to hit the right spots. 

The music surrounding him, Dewdrop’s nails on his back, and all the pent-up energy, Mountain felt that he was about to cum, which only made him want to play harder. Hit harder. As if he was fucking the drums and not Dewdrop. With one final crash into the cymbal, he let out a moan escape from his throat and cummed in Dewdrop’s ass. 

For a moment, he dropped his drumsticks, wrapping his arms around the smaller ghoul’s waist, keeping him in place. Defiant for defiance's sake, Dewdrop still managed to move his ass, and ride Mountain the tiniest bit, not letting his cock go soft after cumming in him. 

“I hope you are not done, big guy.” His breath was raspy and both ghouls were aware of his painfully neglected cock in between them. 

“No. Just catching my breath.” Mountain reached for another set of drumsticks, this time fully intending on making Dewdrop cum as hard as he can to silence the little devil. 

His plan to make Dew see stars was a go, Mountain didn’t waste any time with any slow rhythms, he went in full force with the hardest songs he could think of. His cum in Dewdrop’s ass combined with the lube they used earlier was giving them less friction, he knew he needed to increase his intensity and speed and hit him in the right spots. Luckily, the other ghoul was putting in as much as work he was putting in, jumping on his dick like his life depended on it. 

“Fuck go harder - yeah like that. Fuck. Yeah yeah, yeah,” Dew was spewing nonsense as he neared his climax. 

Slowly, Mountain’s tail crept up from where it was and wrapped around Dew’s cock, a little too tight, just to torment him a little before allowing him to cum.

“Fuck man you can’t - hghhhh,” Dewdrop managed to yelp, wanting to cum but the pressure on his cock felt too much. Instead, he dug his nails deeper on Mountain’s back, trying to gather enough force to slam himself down on his cock. 

“Yes, yes like that.” Mountain let out in a husky voice, he felt the tell-tale signs of nearing another climax. 

Both ghouls moved in harmony, in a rhythm that was different than the beat Mountain was playing, lost in sensation and blinded by bliss. Both desperate to cum but needing more, just a little more. Sweat had pooled in between them, cum dripping from Dewdrop’s ass, soaking Mountain’s legs, only making the ghoul hang tighter, dig nails deeper, in a frantic state. 

Dewdrop noted the couple beats Mountain missed, already figuring out he was about to cum again, not wanting to go out without a bang himself, he played his last card, he brought his mouth to Mountain’s long neck, licking a quick stripe then biting him hard and fast. 

Shocked and turned on somehow even more by the pain on his neck, Mountain released the hard grip his tail had on Dewdrop’s cock, allowing him to rut against it. 

Everything became suddenly too much for Mountain; Dewdrop now sucking his neck where he bit it, all the while he was jumping on his cock and trying to get himself off by fucking his tail.

“Fuck it,” he growled while throwing his drumsticks once again.

In the blink of an eye, he was lifting Dewdrop only to kick the stool he was sitting on, and laying him down on his back, intended on fucking him on the carpet. 

“Ah shit. Fuck Mountain you gotta fuck me proper or I swear I’m gonna tear your neck next time,” Dew managed to get out before Mountain did exactly that. 

Pushing his legs from under his thighs, Mountain now had perfect access to Dewdrop’s ass, and seeing his cock pump in and out of his ass fully was making him damn near to lose his mind. 

After a few hard pumps, he decided he ignored Dewdrop’s cock enough. Quickly he let go of his tail’s grip on his cock only to replace it with his hand. Dewdrop’s cock was rock hard in his hand, flushed and covered in precum. 

“Ah shit yes. Fuck. Make me cum on your hand, yeah like that, yeah,” Dew was panting as Mountain jerked him off. He knew what to do to make him cum immediately; a sharp nail grazed through under the shaft of his cock ever so softly and the ghoul would fall apart immediately. 

Finally feeling like he was ready to come for the second time that night, Mountain hurried his hips, instead of going in fully in and out, just quickly fucking with the tip of his cock. Dew, noticing that Mountain was about to cum was clenching his asshole, to give him more pleasure, bringing him to the edge faster. 

Mountain wanted Dew to come first, he wanted him to go all tight around his cock, milking him fully as he came. He slowed the hand that was jerking him off, only to lift his thumb ever so slightly to let his nail graze under his cock. 

Dew’s entire body twitched like he was electrocuted, and he cummed with a loud scream of “Oh fuck you.” 

Pleased with his plan going accordingly, Mountain finally let go and cummed in Dewdrop’s ass for the second time, all while he was still riding the aftershocks of his own orgasm, clamping on his cock hard and fast. 

Finally, when both men were out of breath, Mountain let go of Dewdrop’s legs, allowing them to slowly fall. Dewdrop still sensitive, hissed and winced lightly as Mountain pulled his cock out. 

“Ah fuck.” Mountain said before he dropped next to Dewdrop. “You got cum on my bass drum.” 

Laying next to the smaller ghoul and catching his breath for a few minutes, Mountain noticed that Dewdrop was being uncharacteristically quiet and still. Normally by this point, he’d either try to go for a second round or just leave the scene. Now, he just seemed lost in thought. 

“What’s wrong, what are you thinking about?” Mountain asked, turning to the ghoul next to him.

“If I can fit my guitar’s headstock up your ass,” he replied with a devilish grin plastered on his face. 

“Shit.”  

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[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

Gimme your most stupid ghoul headcanons possible, like Sodo is scared of idk dust particles or something funny.

“silly ghoul headcanons”

Synopsis: It’s in the title you silly goose. Just the ghouls with their silly little shenanigans

Pairing: Nameless ghouls (platonic or romantic) x GN!reader (they/them)

Theme: fluff ✿ , crack ✦

A/N: Heres my first fanfic to my Ghost blog! I gotta thank my bestie for making this request despite the silliness in it. I hope you guys enjoy it because I certainly had fun writing it. I might make a separate version for the ghoulettes cause I love my girlies <33

I also decided to add Aether in this one cuz I love him, remember to respect both him and Phantom as ppl because we don’t support that negativity and hate 🫡

TW: Swiss and Sodo joke about sex but it’s because they’re Swiss and Sodo

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Sodo, oh dear Sodo. He can be such a silly ghoul sometimes

He likes to act like he’s all tough and that he’s hot shit, but some of his habits you can’t help but laugh at

For starters, Sodo is the type of ghoul to be scared of really dumb stuff. Take hamsters for example

Sodo has this really inexplainable fear of hamsters. One day you picked up a cute little hamster from the pet store, and he hissed and erupted in flames the moment you brought it near him

“Sodo its just a hamster—“

“GET THAT THING’S FILTHY PAWS AWAY FROM ME.”

Aether once pranked him by putting a bunch of hamsters in his closet and he let out the most unmanly scream ever, it was funny

Oh and we all know Sodo has a habit of slapping people’s asses

It’s basically his trademark at this point

But there was this one particular time where he tried to slap your ass, but he somehow missed and accidentally slapped Copia’s ass instead

Needless to say, he spent a good while trying to explain to the unamused Papa that he didn’t mean to slap him, but the other pair of cheeks that was in front of him in that moment

He once played Five Nights At Freddy’s and he had nightmares about Freddy for a whole week

No joke, he once thought that Swiss was Freddy because he was so disoriented from a previous nightmare and he socked the poor guy in the nose

You forced him to apologize to Swiss after that

I imagine he’s also the type of ghoul to write stupid little messages and graffiti with a sharpie on his fellow ghouls faces

He once made you help him literally knock out Aether just so he could write “number one cocksucker” in big bold letters on his forehead

Needless to say, you two got chased around by the angry ghoul who was holding a fly swatter for a whole ten minutes

Also we all know damn well this man has a dirty mind

Like have you seen him on stage? Of course he does

He has a habit of slipping in sexual jokes and in innuendos every now and then, because he snickers when seeing people’s reactions

Though there was this one time where he made a comment about your ass and he got slapped across the face

Idk Sodo has a weird obsession with your ass

He has toned down on the jokes, but that doesn’t stop him from slipping up every now and then. And it’s quite obvious he won’t stop with those jokes anytime soon

Rain is such a sweetie and we all know that

But sometimes he can be a little bit of a menace, even to you and his fellow bandmates

To start things off, we all know Rain is a clumsy little guy

Like he’s a walking talking disaster with trails of chaos in his wake. He can hold a glass for someone and drop it like not even ten seconds later

Well there was this one time where you were giving him strumming techniques for the next upcoming ritual

Sodo tapped him on the shoulder from behind to ask him for something. When Rain turned around he accidentally slapped Sodo in the face with the neck of his bass guitar

Sodo then stumbled back in pain and literally destroyed Mountain’s drum set. You were just standing there processing what just happened, and Copia just looked… disappointed.

Rain also collects a lot of plushies

He has a literal pile of squishmallows in the corner of his room. Sometimes he likes to bury himself in that little nook of his room.

He made a little pillow fort in that area for him to snuggle in. Sometimes he’ll invite you to come and watch movies with him in there

However he once impulsively bought so many plushies so they were all flooding his room. You opened the door to his room and they all came flooding out, with a very euphoric Rain on top of them

“…. Rain what are you doing?”

“Feeling great. Thank you, Y/N.”

You helped him organize all of those little plushies in his room afterwards, even giving some of them to Phantom (who was new at the time) as a little “welcome home” gift

As a water ghoul, Rain naturally enjoys water

However he has this really cute habit of splashing around in pools/tubs like he’s a bird in a birdbath, but he gets embarrassed about this fact because the ghouls tease him for it

You once caught him playing around in the a storm in such a manner, it was so cute seeing him so happy and enjoying himself

The minute he spotted you, he immediately got all embarrassed and shy, but you reassured him it was all good and that it was fine to be excited about water

Needless to say, he’s a lot more comfortable showing off that side to you now

Oh Mountain. Sweet sweet darling Mountain

Like Rain, Mountain is a sweetie. However he tends to have his silly moments.

I’d like to imagine that Mountain often bumps his head on doorframes or walks

The fucker is really tall, I mean it’s hard to not hit something along the way.

So he has a habit of sticking his hand over his forehead to avoid bumping into anything, the poor guy

I’d also like to imagine that Mountain had that light skin stare

Like he doesn’t even mean to look creepy. He just… has a habit of zoning out, so therefore he looks like he’s staring into your soul

Though this does make him really good at staring contests. One time Swiss challenged him, and they lasted for ten minutes

Swiss needed eye drops after that

Also he deadass looks like a sleep paralysis demon when he stands

One night you couldn’t sleep so you went to the kitchen to get something to eat. Mountain happened to hear the noise your footsteps were making, so he went to check up on you

He was just standing in the doorframe… staring at you, making sure you were okay while you grabbed something from the fridge

Needless to say, when you turned around, you dropped Swiss’s leftover cheesecake you were gonna eat upon seeing the tall earth ghoul in the doorframe

Also your scream was loud as FUCK

“MOUNTAIN WHAT IN HELL— YOU ALMOST GAVE ME A HEART ATTACK! Why didn’t you say anything!?”

“… I don’t know. At least you’re okay.”

He apologized to you afterwards and promised to not accidentally spook you. Because for a moment you swore you saw the hat man

Mountain also rarely gets mad, the dude is as passive as a sheep

But the moment he gets angry… hide your children

The dude is scary as hell. Like, he’s even got Papa on his knees begging for mercy

There was one particular day during practices where Sodo and Aether were arguing a little too much. It’s normal for them to banter, but this particular day was getting out of hand

Everyone was already getting upset with them, even with Papa telling the two ghouls you knock it off, but of course they wouldn’t

Well, they didn’t until a drum from Mountain’s drum set came hurling towards both ghouls. Making the fire ghoul and quintessence ghoul yelp and duck instinctively

No one had noticed the fuming earth ghoul sitting in the corner up until that point. Everyone was speechless. Your jaw was on the floor even

Needless to say, Mountain apologized yet again, but now everyone knew not to fuck with Mountain after that

Swiss is an… interesting specimen.

For starters he was accidentally summoned,

He was summoned at the same time as Aether. And they bonked heads upon getting summoned

It was rather funny seeing Papa being so confused as to why the ritual spell summoned two ghouls, and seeing said two ghouls yell at each other for bonking heads

But it all worked out because after Swiss showed off that he can literally do fucking anything, Papa just let him stay

And Swiss was the perfect flare of spice to add to Ghost, and he’s a sweet ghoul to be around

But that doesn’t stop him from being a literal menace to society

Swiss has a really strange habit of breaking into people’s rooms and just jumping on their beds to wake them up

All while he’s obnoxiously telling them to get up, much to the other’s annoyance

You once threw him across the room for waking you up, and Swiss was just laughing so hard on the floor when he saw your reaction

Since he’s quite literally known as the Swiss Army Ghoul, he’s good at almost everything.

Including cooking. He likes to cook a lot of meals for the people living in the ministry

Bro even has a stereotypical pink “kiss the cook” apron, he got it as a birthday gift from you

But the “cook” part is crossed out with a red sharpie and instead Swiss replaced with “dick”

Why? Because it’s fucking Swiss.

He also made it a point to bake everyone’s birthday cakes, but he’ll slip in something stupid to be funny

One time Cirrus was cutting her birthday cake and she got a whole ass doll head in there, which left her very confused

Swiss isn’t allowed to make people’s birthday cakes anymore because of that

Also sometimes Swiss will get high out of nowhere

No one knows what the fuck he’s doing because this ghoul is all over the place, but when he’s high he says the most out of pocket stuff

There was this one time he messaged the ghoul group chat while taking an edible saying “this edible is weak as shit.”

But then right after that message, he attached a picture of you and sent it with the caption “I’ve always wanted to fuck them.”

You could hear Sodo’s laughter from his room after that.

And when Swiss got sobered up, you asked him about the message, but bro literally refuses to acknowledge he sent it

“Swiss did you send that message from earlier—“

“No.”

“Then who did?”

“The hat man.”

“THE WHAT MAN?!”

“Oh so this suddenly isn’t a safe space?”

Ah Aether. We all love Aether. I mean who doesn’t?

We all know how much of a little psycho Aether can be, but he’s a lovable psycho that just exerts a lot of fun energy

That doesn’t stop him from being a little fucker however

He likes to pull a lot of pranks with Swiss, Sodo unfortunately being his main target

So there was this one time he asked you to help him prank the poor fire ghoul, and you said yes because you felt like messing with Sodo

(And also partly because you were kinda pissed with him due to the fact that he ate your leftovers)

So the prank was to put a bunch of sticky notes in Sodo’s room that all read “big cock energy” (because of course it did)

However during the process of putting the sticky notes in the room, Sodo walked in on two idiotic fools, those fools being you and Aether of course

And it’s safe to say that for a solid twenty minutes, the two of you were running around the ministry with an angry flaming fire ghoul hot on your trail, giggling like little children

(Sodo spared you, but Aether wasn’t so lucky)

“SODO PLEASE SPARE ME— WHY SPARE Y/N?!?!!”

“Because I hate them less than you, NOW C’MERE—“

Aether once fell asleep with a rotten ass banana peel

Like no joke— you once walked in his room to ask for something and his whole room STANK of rancid and rotten banana

And Aether was just sitting there, confused as to why you looked like you were about to throw up on his bedroom floor

Rain had to fucking disinfect the room (with a gas mask because it smelled that bad)

Oh and you Rain breaks things? Aether is so much worse

He once tried to clean up Swiss’s mic stand for an upcoming tour and the damn thing just- fell apart

Swiss was more bewildered than upset, because how in hell does that happen?

You literally do not let him touch your equipment because he’s gonna somehow find a way to break it all

When Aether departed from Ghost you were very sad

But then he messaged the group chat with this message “I’ll miss all of you fuckers. Be nice to the new ghoul, love all of you <33 (except for you Sodo, fuck you)”

Sodo then bursted out of his room tackling Aether, but it was more so out of love rather than being an ass

Needless to say, you all still keep in touch with Aether

Phantom!!! We all love Phantom here

Since he was newer and the one of the more recently summoned ghouls, he had a hard time fitting in

But you and the other ghouls thankfully made him feel welcome, even if it took a little more time for some other ghouls to get used to him

And because of that, it didn’t take long for Phantom to start joking in the ghoul chaos

He is literally a walking meme

Phantom is the type of guy to quote old vines and also keep up with any meme trends

Part of being the youngest ghoul I guess

He often confuses Papa with his little antics (because he’s an old man), and you’re just silently laughing at Papa’s reactions to Phantom

Also Phantom has a habit of holding things weirdly

You thought it was just his guitar? Bestie no, the dude is holding things the wrong way all the time but still somehow makes it work

Like— he holds onto a pen like it’s about to grow a pair of legs and run out of his hand, but he still somehow has the most beautiful cursive handwriting there is

“…. Phantom— what are you doing? You’re holding that pen like it’s a—“

“Hush, Y/N. I’m writing everything I want for Christmas this year.”

Phantom can also be a bit of a nerd sometimes

Like— you know those kids in school that are so dorky and have that awkward teenager energy? But you can’t be annoyed at them because they’re so cute? Yeah, that’s Phantom

Man’s will ramble about the most nerdy thing so passionately that you can’t help but listen, it’s cute seeing him get all excited over… legos or something

Oh and if someone dares to insult his passion he will spread legos all over their room

(Poor Swiss was a victim of that unfortunately)

Oh yeah he almost once accidentally vacuumed Copia’s pet rat

The dude was just trying to clean up his room, and one of the little fuckers scurried in his room, and the rat’s tail got stuck in the vacuum

Phantom’s high pitched scream upon realization was enough to have you bolting in the room to check in on the poor ghoul

And you were met with the sight of Phantom desperately trying to pull out a screaming rat from the vacuum while the ghoul was on the verge of tears because he didn’t want to get scolded

You ended up helping him because no one wants to see Phantom sad

And it’s safe to say Copia now has one pet rat with no tail.

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[ghuleh-recs]

swiss keeping his man (re: actual puppy) in line.

#the GRIP he has on him #aurora as they’re walking off: #‘ooooooo you’re in trouble’ #the way phantom turns and looks is peak comedy #pssst who’s gonna write the fic 👀 #if anyone has the source lmk #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #swiss ghoul #swiss army ghoul #phantom ghoul #aeon ghoul #ghost bc #ghost band #ghost #papa iv #papa emeritus iv #phantom ghost #swiss ghost #ghost the band #papa emeritus