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miasmaghoul · 8 months

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bangs on the table YOU KNOW WHAT IM HERE FOR LET ME SEE THAT FUCKING SWISSDEW TAILSEEEEAAAAXXX!!!!!MIASMAAAA

YOU FUCKIN GOT IT BRO

(ft trans Dew (use of cunt/clit/etc for his anatomy), public play and tail fucking (obvs))

Movie night is one of Dew's favorites.

It's nice to have everyone around, to be able to see and smell every member of his motley little pack. Nice to pick out a DVD or three from their modest collection, ones they've all seen a hundred times, and hunker down for a few hours of peace.

Tonight had started as they all do - movies were chosen, snacks were prepared, seats were claimed. Dew had taken up his usual post at the far end of their most worn couch. It's woefully tattered and lumpy, pale green suede covered in stitched over claw marks and many suspicious stains, but it's infinitely comfortable. Dew's pretty sure this particular spot has a permanent imprint of his nonexistant ass cheeks.

There had been no reason to question it when Swiss flopped down at the opposite end of it. It's where he usually sat, where Dew has spent many frantic evenings riding the other ghoul with his pants around his thighs and a hand over his mouth. He'd offered Swiss a nod whole he chatted with Aether, gotten an exaggerated wink in return, and that had been that.

It's been an hour or so since then, and the ghouls are all caught up in Aeon's choice of 2 Fast 2 Furious. Cumulus and Aether occupy the loveseat to Dew's left, curled up together and feeding each other chocolate covered pretzels. The other couch holds Rain, Mountain and Sunshine, the smaller ghouls curled up into Mountain's sides and buried under a blanket. Aeon and Cirrus had both taken up armchairs brought from their respective rooms - no one was in the mood to lay on the floor tonight. Cirrus keeps her hands busy with her latest crochet project, while Aeon has managed to contort himself into a halfway upside down ball of lanky limbs for the optimal viewing experience.

Dew himself has settled in nicely too, legs splayed wide underneath his own cozy purple blanket. He munches on caramel popcorn, batting Aurora's hand away whenever she tries to sneak a piece from his bowl. She'd joined him and Swiss last minute, and Dew was far from complaining about it - aside from her snack thievery, of course. She's small, quiet, and seems to be hopelessly engrossed in whatever nonsense is happening on screen.

Dew hasn't really been paying attention to that, though. Can't. Not when thick fingers keep playing with his hair just enough to distract.

It's subtle, Swiss's touch. Gentle. Teasing. Dew has his hair tied up, but the few wisps hanging from his sloppy bun are just long enough for the other ghoul to twirl. Every time rough knuckles brush against the back of his neck Dew shoots Swiss a look. No more than a glance, just out of the corner of his eye, but he knows Swiss sees it. Can tell by the crinkles at the corners of his eyes, and by the way Swiss gives the ashy blonde lock of hair between his fingers a little tug.

It's unfair, really, that Swiss has this sort of reach. Stupid long arms. Even with Aurora between them, he has no problem toying with Dew. If he tried to reach out to the other ghoul himself, Dew would maybe be able to poke him in the shoulder. Maybe.

Of course, Swiss's arms aren't the only thing that have reach.

The tail retreats, but only for a moment. Just long enough to snake its way up Dew's clothed calf instead, sliding easily over slippery fabric.

Dew jumps a little when something rubs against his foot, sneaks into the leg of his joggers to tickle his bare ankle. It's leathery and warm, flat. The spaded tip of Swiss's tail, he realizes. The jolt earns him a sidelong look from Aurora, and Dew angles a glare over the little ghoulette's head. Swiss pays him no mind, taking a long pull from his beer and giving that same lock of hair another gentle pull.

His reach is really unfair.

Dew sighs through his nose, tossing another piece of popcorn into his mouth as Swiss rests that heavy hand on the back of his neck. Trying to keep up appearances. Then a rough thumb rubs at the sensitive spot behind his ear, and Dew can't help the way he leans into it.

Curse Swiss for knowing all his weaknesses.

Not that Dew couldn't do the same, mind you. Hell, if Aurora weren't between them he'd already be digging mean fingers into Swiss's soft stomach to pull hissing laughter from him. Crawling into his lap to suck on that spot by his Adam's apple that makes his leg shake like a dog's.

Swiss, though, is never quite so obvious about these things. He has much more patience than Dew when it comes to teasing. He's slow and methodical, deliberate in his movements. The way he squeezes the back of Dew's neck, the way his tail oh-so-slowly worms its way up his thigh, the way Swiss's eyes never leave the screen - it's the perfect storm for the little ghoul.

He really should have been more suspicious of that wink.

Dew has never been good at holding a poker face. His cheeks go too pink, his brows gather too tightly, his mouth turns down at the corners - he wears his distress plain as day, and he knows that's why Swiss does things like this. Knows that's why he likes getting him worked up. Likes getting him all hot and slippery in public so he can wrangle the little ghoul back to his room and make fun of him while he bounces on his cock.

The end of Swiss's tail sneaks over his crotch, presses down, and Dew hides his sigh in a sip of his soda. He crunches on a piece of ice while Swiss pats at him, just above the spot where Dew can feel his clit starting to plump up.

It would be easy enough to shrug him off. He'd just have to shift, to cross his legs and lean further into the arm of the couch. Swiss would get the message. He should, he knows he should. Should stop this before it really starts and Swiss starts wringing reluctant pleasure from him with slow, maddening touches.

Swiss taps the back of his neck twice, his cunt throbs, and Dew does not move.

Well, he's never been known for his good decisions.

Dew keeps his eyes resolutely forward, tries to focus on the action on screen. Tries not to think about how warm Swiss's hand is, even against his own heated skin. Tries not to pay attention to how effortlessly Swiss's tail slides over his pants, on how it wriggles up under the soft cotton of his t-shirt. Dew holds his breath when it slips higher, and he feels his face flush darker.

Aurora steals popcorn from his bowl, and this time Dew does not try to stop her.

The sensation of that leathery spade flicking over his nipple is...unique. Not as rough as Swiss's fingers, not as smooth as his tongue, but nice all the same. Very nice, actually. He's always sensitive there, but the level of exposure makes it so much worse.

Swiss repeats on the other side of his chest, Dew's jaw clenches, and he can practically hear Swiss's smirk.

He tries to keep his breathing even, he swears he does, but the more Swiss rubs at his tender buds the harder it gets. The harder he gets. Dew chews his lip in an attempt to hold in the whimper he can feel bubbling up in his throat. He knows it'll be a dead giveaway, and as much as this sort of play gets his fat little clit all stiff he would really rather not be caught. With effort he manages to swallow down the sound, but Dew knows that the more Swiss toys with him the more impossible that task will become.

Dew also knows that he shouldn't lean heavier against Swiss's large hand. Shouldn't sigh softly in spite of himself when that too-skilled appendage glides down his stomach. He certainly shouldn't let his legs fall just a little further apart when Swiss slips the tip under his waistband. Wiggles it into his boxers.

It swipes over the swollen, stubby length hidden there, and Dew can't help his groan. He's quick to mask it behind a fake yawn, to cover his mouth with a caramel-sticky hand while his chest heats, but the damage is done. A whits-hot twist of shame slithers through his veins, lights his nerves up like a Christmas tree, and Dew really wishes he could explain why it makes him throb.

Swiss pays his reactions no mind, ever cool and casual. He sips his beer. Watches the movie. Kisses Aurora's hair when she snuggles into his shoulder. Laughs at something Sunshine says that Dew does not process. He can't focus on anything but the lazy way Swiss's tail plays with him.

He knows he's wet. Knows the light gray cotton of his boxers must have a damp spot soaked into it. He can tell by the way Swiss's curious appendage slips through his folds. If it weren't for the blanket he'd be able to hear it too, and the thought alone is enough to have Dew shivering. He cracks the knuckles of one hand, takes a deep breath, and hopes against hope that he isn't giving himself away.

That clever spade pushes further, nudges at his slick hole, and Dew has to shut his eyes to keep them from rolling back. The only reason he's keeping his head upright at this point is because Swiss is holding it. He has no idea how long the other ghoul has been tormenting him, but every inch of him tingles. Aches.

"You okay over there, sugar?"

Dew's own tail wraps itself around his shin, and he's hit with a sudden flash of the one night a couple weeks ago where Swiss had walked in on him fucking himself stupid with it.

"Would you look at that," he'd said, leaning against the doorframe while Dew wheezed and panted and tried to sling a blanket over his hips. "You really will stick anything in there, huh?"

As though he can read Dew's mind, Swiss chooses that moment to finally inch his way inside. Slowly, in little stabs that make Dew bite his tongue. The spade folds when it slips in, and the length of Swiss's tail follows it with absolutely no urgency. Stretching him just enough to feel.

Dew can't help but recall what it felt like that night, when Swiss had pushed into his needy body alongside his own wriggling tail, and the little ghoul shudders so hard his teeth chatter.

Cumulus's voice makes him yip in surprise, makes him clench, and Swiss does not help matters with the way his tail slips further in.

"Y-yeah," Dew gasps, face hot. He clears his throat and rucks his blanket up to his shoulders. "Just, uh - just a little chilly."

Sure, the fire ghoul is chilly. That tracks. Dew thinks he can't be blamed for the bullshit excuse, really. Not with the way Swiss works him open, the way his tail swirls and prods at his most tender, secret places. He has the little ghoul snapped from the inside out, and Dew wishes he could hate him for it.

Cumulus doesn't seem to notice his distress, though. Her gaze never leaves the television, her head still pillowed on Aether's thigh. The only eyes Dew can feel on him certainly belong to Swiss, and he chances a heavy lidded sideways glance towards the other ghoul.

Swiss isn't staring so much as he's consuming Dew with those sparkling golden eyes. They burn hotter than the tightness building in his gut, the pressure in his pelvis. He shouldn't be this worked up, not for how little work Swiss has done. It's terrible, really, how affected he is by the other ghoul's efforts. Terrible how Swiss can be so unbothered while Dew feels like he's under a microscope.

Fuck, he's so into it.

He thinks he could probably cum like this. It's all too slow, too distant, but his clit keeps jumping and they both know what that means. He could, but he'd rather do it in a place where he could shove his tongue down Swiss's throat and jerk himself raw instead.

Dew licks his lips, clamps down around that invading tail, and Swiss rewards him with a knowing wink.

Then his hand and tail disappear with no warning, and Dew sags bodily into the couch.

"Sure smells like he is," Aeon chirps, and Dew blanches. "Get him outta here before he gets the couch wet."

"Think I'm gonna hit the sack," Swiss lilts, dutifully hiding his shit eating grin while he stands and stretches.

Aurora pouts at him for dislodging her, Dew can hear the displeased sound she makes, but his eyes are stuck on the sliver Swiss's belly that his stretch reveals. Distantly, he's aware of the credits rolling, of the others shifting. He totally misses the way Swiss smiles down at him, too focused on catching his breath and blinking away the encroaching haze.

"You coming, Sparky?"

Everyone laughs, and Dew burns.

"Can do," Swiss trills, dragging the little ghoul off the couch and towards the hall and offering Aeon a mock salute. "C'mon, spitfire," he coos in Dew's ear, holding him close when his legs threaten to buckle, "let's get you taken care of."

"I'm gonna fuckin' kill you," Dew spits once he finds his voice, thready and tight as it is with shame and arousal.

"Sure you are," Swiss chuckles. He curls his sticky tail around Dew's skinny bicep, and Dew catches the overwhelming salt-and-spice scent of his own slick. It makes his stomach flip as much as it makes his cunt clench.

"Shut up and fuck me before I strangle you."

Swiss barks out a laugh, and Dew yelps when the other ghoul hoists his slight body over a broad shoulder. He kicks his little feet in protest, and Swiss gives his ass a firm slap for his efforts. His tail sways when he walks, and Dew can't keep his eyes off of it.

"Don't give me ideas, shorty," Swiss teases, "I've already seen exactly what you like when these things are involved."

Swiss's tail caresses his face, glides over his parted lips, and Dew groans at the taste of himself.

This is going to be a very long night.

#miasma's work #the band ghost ficlets #dewdrop ghoul #swiss ghoul #nameless ghouls #theyre all here im not tagging them lmao #swiss/dew #swiss x dew #transmasc dewdrop

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azureseacloud · 6 months

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Hidden Messages

Ghost (band)

Part 2

Dewdrop x reader

Warnings: swearing, ✨more sexual tension✨

Words: 1,734

Hope you guys enjoy!! I am taking requests for the ghouls and ghoulettes so feel free to drop a request!!

Currently working on part 3 so stay tuned! :)

Tags: @gummy-dummy

@ghoulettess

You awoke slowly, not opening your eyes just yet—still trying to cling to the wisps of a dream. Even now it was slipping from your memory, but the feelings remained. It had been a happy dream. It left you feeling light.

There was a comfortable warmth along the front of your body that moved rhythmically. Breathing. Your mind went to Cirrus—you’d fallen asleep on her. You could feel an arm around your waist, holding you close, and legs entwined with yours. She was still wearing her boots—you’d never understood how they all seemed to be able to sleep in their uniforms. Cirrus had reassured you that they were exceptionally comfy when you had brought it up the first time you had fallen asleep in the ghoul quarters. You hadn’t wanted to leave them feeling trapped in their uniforms, especially in their own area, but Cirrus had brushed it off.

Soft puffs of warm air kissed your hair, and you smiled. It was comfortable—the ghouls had really become your lifeline. Not that you didn’t have other friends in the clergy, but you felt more at home with them, like you were a part of their family. Crazy, that you were closer to literal demons than you were to humans.

After a few more moments of enjoying the warmth and comfort, you decided that it was probably time for you to get up, although you loathed the thought of leaving the ghoulette’s arms. But staying here was risking the wrath of Sister Imperator, especially since you had a meeting with her today regarding the upcoming tour.

You reluctantly opened your eyes, blinking against the soft darkness of the room. You peered over the shoulder that your head was resting on, taking in the room.

Rain and Swiss were sprawled out on the floor still, the water ghoul using Swiss’s stomach as a pillow while Mountain was stretched out beside them. Aurora was draped across the couch beside you, Cirrus curled around her with Cumulus beside her. Phantom was—

Wait.

Your eyes darted back to Cirrus. Cirrus, who was further down on the same couch as you and the ghoulettes. Cirrus, who most definitely did not have you wrapped in her arms.

Confusion rushed through your foggy, half asleep mind as you wondered who you had been sleeping on. Then it clicked, and you felt the colour drain from your face as you did the math. There was only one ghoul who was unaccounted for. One ghoul who gave off heat and smelled like a mixture of ash and smoke.

Unholy Satan.

You were suddenly very awake, forcing yourself to remain as still as possible. Your eyes slowly traced the shoulder, your head tilting to get a glimpse at the white horns piercing through the helmet.

Oh. Oh.

One of your hands was wrapped around his back, the other resting between yours and his chest. Your legs were tangled. His arm was around your waist, gripping your hip, while the other was caught between your side and the couch, his hand resting on your shoulder blade. Right behind you was the arm rest, essentially boxing you in.

Sure, you’d woken up to strange positions before—one time you’d fallen asleep by yourself on one of the couches only to be woken in the middle of a ghoul pile on the floor, lying across Swiss and Phantom. Other times you’d woken up finding it hard to breathe, because Phantom had sprawled across your chest, his helmet digging into your stomach.

But you’d never woken up this close to Dewdrop.

Warmth was pooling in your stomach and blooming across your cheeks. Had he moved over here or had you moved onto him? You remembered falling asleep with Cirrus but how had you wound up in Dewdrop’s arms? And how, exactly, were you going to get out without waking him?

You shifted slightly, slowly manoeuvring a leg away from his, trying not to wake the ghoul. You got one leg out, but the other one was trapped between both of his. You slowly drew it out, listening carefully for any change in his even breaths. When your foot got caught on the top of his boot you cringed, but luckily you managed to slide it away without the ghoul stirring.

Okay, your legs were free. All you needed now was to get out of his arms. This was the hard part.

You sent a quick glance around the room again, your eyes meeting Cirrus, who seemed to have just woken up. She was watching you, an amused smile visible under her mask as she registered your predicament.

Was this you? You mouthed at her. She shook her head.

Then how the fuck?

Cirrus shrugged. You rolled your eyes, shooting her an ‘any help?’ look. Her shoulders shook as she laughed silently, mouthing back a no.

Friends were so very useful in times of need.

Maybe you should just wake Dewdrop up, ask him to move so you could get up and get going. Meetings with Sister Imperator were important, and surely you could act nonchalant about this whole thing? You’d had to wake up Rain and Aurora before so you could get up, and it wasn’t a problem. So why didn’t you do the same for Dewdrop?

Because you didn’t feel the same with Dew. This was completely different and you did not trust yourself to stay composed with him holding you like this. And it was plain embarrassing. But that meant you’d have to pull his hands off you.

Satan, this was mortifying.

You rested your head against his shoulder, feeling the warmth through his clothing. A part of you wanted to remain in his arms and forget about the meeting. But unfortunately, your fear of Sister’s wrath won out.

You withdrew your arm from his back, reaching over to where his hand was on your hip, hovering for a moment as you hesitated. Reminding yourself of Sister Imperator’s stern voice, you placed your hand on top of his. You tried not to think of how many times you had stared at his hands, how many times you had pictured them laced with your own, or gripping your body.

Slowly, you slipped your fingers underneath his, inching his hand off of your hip. You guided his hand to rest on his leg, holding your breath. You let out a relieved sigh shooting Cirrus a thumbs up. She tilted her head in response.

Bracing your arm against the sliver of couch between the two of you, you began lifting yourself up, sliding your feet to the floor. You were almost standing when a hand pulled you back down.

“What the fuck.” You whisper yelled as you landed on the ghoul.

Your arms caught Dewdrop’s as you landed on top of him, his arms bracing you from fully falling into him. Your face was right in front of his mask, your eyes looking straight into his goggles. Your heart raced, partially from the fright and partially from how you had landed on a—very much awake—Dew.

Your chest was flush with his, his hands holding your wrists and supporting your weight. If he hadn’t, you would have crashed your head straight into his helmet. Although, a concussion sounded pretty good right now.

Something that sounded very much like a snicker came from beside you. You were going to kill Cirrus. Had Dew been awake this whole damn time?

“Where do you think you’re going?” He asked simply, tilting his head. You swore you could almost glimpse the gleam of his eyes within the goggles.

“I have a meeting.” You replied surprisingly evenly, although it was definitely spoken a little too quickly to be casual. But then again, you would still be startled even if it wasn’t the ghoul that you were crushing on.

Dew huffed, twisting his grip on you so you slid sideways off him and back onto the couch, this time on his other side. Landing on your side with your back to him, you had a barely a moment before his arms wrapped around your waist from behind, pulling you into him. He leaned his chin on your shoulder, as your wide eyes caught on to Cirrus and Aurora, who were both sitting up now and watching you. Aurora’s mouth was open in a little ‘o’ that had you blushing furiously.

Cirrus was not going to stop teasing you about this for weeks.

“Dew,” you said exasperatedly, “I need to go now.” You tugged at his arms but he just clung on to you tighter.

“No.” His breath was warm on your ear—everything about him was comfortably warm. It was unfair, honestly. Wait, did he just say ‘no’?

“No, not ‘no’. Let me go you little gremlin.” He snorted at that, not letting go even as you tried twisting out of his grip. What had gotten into this damn fire ghoul?

Ceasing your fruitless efforts to escape, Dew hummed contentedly, thinking you had given up. You crossed your arms, scowling at Cirrus when she stuck her tongue out at you.

“Fine, you can explain to Sister Imperator why I missed her meeting.” At that, Dew tensed up. You knew he’d gotten into trouble with the Sister multiple times, and with her harsh demeanour and even harsher punishments, Dewdrop wasn’t keen on getting into more trouble with her.

“She’s got you there Dewdrop,” Cirrus said sweetly. She pointed at you, mouthing later. You flipped her off. Of course she couldn’t wait to tease you about this.

The fire ghoul growled lowly, bumping his head against the side of yours before reluctantly letting go of your waist. You closed your eyes in relief—maybe your heart would finally have a chance to slow down soon.

You climbed off the couch, avoiding looking at Dew as you flapped a small wave at Cirrus and Aurora. You stepped around Rain and Swiss, hopping over Mountain’s arm. As you reached the door, you couldn’t help yourself.

You glanced back at Dewdrop. The fire ghoul was still sitting on the couch, one leg pulled up on the couch, the other stretched out. He raised a hand to his masked mouth, blowing you a kiss that turned into flipping you off. You snapped back around, hurrying through the door.

That fucking fire ghoul would be the death of you.

#ghost band #dewdrop ghoul #nameless ghouls #dewdrop ghost #nameless ghouls x reader #the band ghost #cirrus ghost #cirrus ghoulette

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orcaog · 5 months

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cute little ficlet: Mounty taking Cirrus on a picnic 🥺

Cirrus & Mountain - Sunset Picnic

A Willow, Dancing On Air // A Ghost Fanfiction. SFW <3

(Starts Below The Cut)

“Where are you taking me?”

Calloused hands covered cloudy grey eyes, leading her onward. Those hands could lead her anywhere, and she wouldn’t fail to follow. The scent of roses, amber and pine, along with something that smelt suspiciously of potting mix hung around the air, keeping her comforted. It was a familiar smell- one she knew well, as it clung to her bedding, to her clothes, to her room and to her partner.

“Trust me, Cirrus.” The response was whispered right beside her ear, a shiver going down her spine. She could only sigh, trusting that those hands would lead her well. And they did. She could feel the setting sun on her face, warm against her skin.

Her feet had stopped moving. Her body was held still. Those calloused hands slowly removed themselves from her eyes, and she blinked a few times before her vision cleared, the vision of her partner coming into view.

“There’s my beautiful iris.”

His gentle voice made her feel weak in the knees, a comforting rumble that she felt she could never get enough of. She let out a soft laugh, running a hand through her dark hair to settle the wisps created by the wind.

“It was getting awfully hard to trust you, Mountain. We’ve been walking for ages.”

This part was a lie. There was never a moment that she felt she couldn’t trust him. He was the ground beneath her feet, the rock of which she stood on. She felt as if she could never fall, for he was there to catch her.

He chuckled.

“You and I both know that your faith in me could never falter.”

His tone was teasing, his words truthful. He knew he would never lose her trust. She smiled. “You know me too well, wildflower… what are we doing in the hills so late?”

Her arms wrapped around his neck, cloudy grey meeting a mess of green and gold as she holds his loving gaze. He simply hummed, taking her hand into his to lead her to a spot through the thick trees- a clearing. In the centre of the clearing, underneath a tree sat a picnic blanket. It was covered with her favourite things; strawberries, little sandwiches, a book she had been eyeing off. Fairy lights were tangled in the branches of the tree.

“I figured we’d be here for a while... The lights were a precaution.”

He said softly, wrapping an arm around her waist as she looked on with wide eyes. She was flattered, to say the least. All of this for her? “Mountain… this… this is beautiful.”

Her words were nothing louder than a whisper, her hands coming up to cup her face. It had been a long time since their last date, having been on tour and unable to get a moment to themselves. She turned to him, eyes watery. “F-for me?”

“For you, Iris.”

He held her hand, leading her through the grass to the spot under the tree. He motioned for her to sit first, then sat beside her, back against the tree. He pulled her close, his arm around her shoulder. Her head dropped to rest against his shoulder.

“You deserve a break Cir.”

He whispered, running long fingers through her tangled hair, being slow so as not to pull on knots. She looked at him, pressing a small kiss to his cheek before she returned to his shoulder. “Being with you is all I’ve longed for. Tonight is enough of a break for me, spending time in your arms and appreciating all that you’ve done for me over the tour… without you, I don’t know what would have happened to me.”

He rubbed a comforting hand over her shoulder, feeling at ease with the scent of jasmine, fresh air and something not so familiar- lilac. Cumulus. The shirt draped over her shoulders was most likely not hers, rather belonging to the other air ghoulette. Regardless, it was comforting. It was home.

“There is nothing I wouldn’t do for you, Iris”

~ written by orca.og

Authors notes

Cirrus is referred to as Iris due to a species of Iris titled “Cloud Ballet” Iris (also known as a blue bearded Iris).

Mountain is referred to as Wildflower due to the way his horns sprout in random flowers with changes in his emotions.

Title taken from Would That I, by Hozier

Written for @sexy-sea-basss (I love your suggestions with my heart and soul, thank you so much!)

#ghost #ghost the band #the band ghost #nameless ghoulettes #nameless ghouls #ghost band #cirrus ghoulette #mountain ghoul #cuties on a picnic #orca writes ficlets

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nocturnalghoul · 9 months

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Pretty please with a cherry on top, 🍒

Could you write

— “we don’t have to talk, if you don’t want to. we can just sit here together until you feel up to anything else.”

Wiiiiiith Cirrus being the one being comforted by a ghoul/ette of your choice for the touch starved prompts?

-@ghouletteanon

Hello my dear, I am so sorry this sat half finished for so long, but here ya go :D

So originally this was going to be with Sunny, but then Swiss shoved her out of the way in my mind. Some Swiss and Cirrus sweetness below the cut

For no particular reason, this has been one of the worst weeks Cirrus has had since she came topside. All week she has been pushing those feelings down, focusing on everything she needs to get done but it is obvious that soon all of it is going to spill out.

Cirrus knows that she is tough, strong, reliable… the other ghouls depend on her. She can power through until the end of the day when Lus and Sunny would be back and the three of them could curl up while she lets all of her frustrations out. It’s fine she thinks, she is fine.

As she walks back towards the ghoul dorm after finishing up her chores,she can already see the leaves in the courtyard start to swirl around her as her emotions start to win out and magic bleeds into the air around her. All she has to do is make it to her room without making a scene. Surely even if none of the other ghoulettes are in the dorms, some part of her pack will be to at least help distract her.

However, by the time she crosses into the threshold of the common area of the ghoul dorms that last thread of composure flutters away as the storm of emotion she has been shoving down all week explodes out of her. She can feel her hair whip around violently as a cyclone starts to form centered on her. There is no sign of anybody else being there, so she just collapses into the center of the room before breaking down crying, her earlier hopes of distraction long since swept away.

All the thoughts and anxieties she has been feeling all week whip around her, howling through her brain drowning out any other thoughts.

Suddenly, she is faintly aware of somebody grabbing her hand and looks up to see Swiss calmly sitting cross legged across from her, hand holding her own firmly despite the onslaught of air hitting him in the face.

The wind tunnel effect distorts the softness of his smile slightly in a silly display but it still persists as he patiently waits for the rushing air to settle down around them as Cirrus forces herself to take deep steadying breaths.

There are still faint wisps of air swirling lazily around her, but the overwhelming storm seems to have dissipated. “Swiss…” she croaks out, not quite sure what else to say. It doesn’t really matter, Swiss simply gives her hand a reassuring squeeze and leans forward to give her a swift kiss between the horns before pulling her up into a sitting position with him.

“It’s okay Cir’, we don't have to talk if you don't want to. We can just sit here together until you feel up to anything else.” he whispers while wrapping one arm around her for support.

The pair sit there like that for what Cirrus is sure has to be at least 20 minutes, but Swiss later insists was only 5. She lets her vision drift absently to the still ajar door to the garden Swiss must have come in from, as the multi ghoul unlaces both of their boots, gingerly removing them and tossing them towards the side of the room out of the way.

Finally, Cirrus seems to snap out of her daze and scoots even closer, burying her head into Swiss’s shoulder to cry softly as he wraps her in a tight grounding hug. She lets him pick her up off the floor and wordlessly move the both of them to the nearby couch.

For such a normally chatty ghoul, Swiss truly can be an amazing listener. He lets Cirrus dump out everything that has been upsetting her this week, offering up only small hums of reassurement until she leaves clear openings for input. The entire time Swiss’s broad hand rubs up and down her back as he lets the small amount of fire magic inside him wrap around Cirrus like a warm blanket. Eventually she dozes off in his arms, and he follows not far behind.

As the rest of the ghouls filter in, they find the pair sweetly curled up on the couch and quietly tiptoe around them. Everyone could tell that Cirrus has been wound tight all week and seeing her so carefree and relaxed is a welcome sight that they wouldn’t dare interrupt. Sunny and Cumulus will likely coax their sleeping beauty to tell them her troubles later, but for now both are extremely relieved that Swiss was around to help her when she finally snapped.

#nocturnal writings #the band ghost #the band ghost fanfic #cirrus ghoulette #swiss ghoul #ghoulette anon #omg I got home and immediately published this. yay i managed to not post at 4am lol

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the-super-who-locked-wizard · 11 months

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Okay so usually I don't post things, it's just not my thing and I think some people are way more interesting than I am lol but right now things are changing in Ghost and I want to be more ✨commited✨to the fandom I've been in for nearly five years now!

So with the Mary On A Cross hype on Tiktok many newborn fans came (which is amazing!!!). The only issue that kinda annoys me is the fact that they aren't really that much exposed to the lore (from what I've experienced). But the Ghost fandom is extremely active on Tiktok (and the activity comes mostly from new fans)

And so with that in mind, the newly arrived Ghoul are the hot topic right now lol. I saw on Tiktok many people want to call the new provisory Quintessence Ghoul "Phantom" which is a nice reference to the EP's name but isn't related to the ghoul's element which I mind a lot. I saw other suggestions like Astro and Chaos that are way more related to his element and to his personality (Chaos being my absolute favorite since he acts a but like Dewdrop).

For the Ghoulette I've seen many suggestions to with a majority of "Wisp" (because of the moves she has) and "Aurora". Since we've established that Swiss is a fire ghoul and we know for a fact she's as much a troubadour as him I like the idea of having her be a fire ghoul as well (just like I think Sunshine is). And since she's replacing Sunshine I like the idea to stay around the Sun themed names so Aurora is great to me.

Disclaimers : pictures are not mine and I thank the people who took them.

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dailyghostpics · 9 months

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day 153

#ghost bc #aurora/wisp ghoulette #swiss ghoul #nameless ghouls

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bloodofvoid · 6 months

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Ghost oc I don't remember the number

Ghoul name: ? (No name yet cause I suck at names)

Meaning of name:

Element: Air

Age: 25

Birthday: October 29th, 1997

Appearance

Weight: 110

Height: 5’1

Body shape: rectangle

Cup size: A

Hands: skeletal with long fingers

Face shape: Square

Nose shape: stub

Eye color: A light gray/green

Eyelash length: Medium

Hair color: a deep gray

Hair texture: curly, thick

Hair length: mid-back

Glasses or contacts: none

Distinguishing marks: Thick eyebrows

Additional features: none

Physical flaws: acne, bumpy skin

Personality

Personality type: INTP

Hobbies: Aerial arts, singing

Instrument: keytar, keyboard, misc instruments,

Sport: None

How they would spend a rainy day: Watching TV and/or gaming

Favorite music genre: Pop and Rock

Money spending habits: Junk food and candy

Smokes: None

Drinks: No

Other drugs: no

Medications: none

Allergies: pollen

Dominant hand: Left

What they do too much of: Lazing around playing video games

What they do too little of: Paperwork

Extremely skilled at: nothing

Handwriting: like a doctor’s

Favorite smell: Peppermint and chocolate

Nervous tics: clicking her tongue

Usual body posture: Upright

Mannerisms: Unintentionally offensive and touchy

Peculiarities: Meat

Hates: Toxic feminism,

Intrigued by: Music, space

Fears: Being lost, not really fearful, but she’s wary of what may happen after death

Favorite colors: Mauve purple

Flaws: Snappy, not empathetic at all

Preferred artistic outlet: Singing

Weaknesses: Sensitive with her insecurities

Strengths: Quick witted

Special powers: Able to control the weather around her

Quote/quotes:

“Jesus mother of fucking christ what the hell are you doing?”

“I’m single for a reason,”

“Leave me alone to dieee,”

Traits

Optimist or Pessimist: Pessimist

Introvert or Extrovert: Ambivert

Daredevil or Cautious: Cautious

Logical or Emotional: Emotional

Messy or organized: Messy

Scent: incense she burns

Blood type: A

History

Family?:

Her mother: Unknown

Her father: Unknown

Born in: Hell

Lives in: The Church

Job: Keyboardist and backing vocalists

Traumatic/Significant/Detrimental events?: None

Pets?: A corn snake she adopted

Clothing

Everyday clothes: Worn jeans with a black crop top and a hoodie

Clothes for working: Ghoulette uniform

Jewelry: A black choker with the grucifix on it

Accessories: A scrunchie she wears on her wrist to tie back her hair when needed

Swimwear: a monokini colored black and pink

Sleepwear: halloween-themed sweats with a regular shirt

Favorite item of clothing: Ghoulette mask

Favorite piece of jewelry: her choker

Favorite accessories: none

Tattoos: none for now

Scars: N/A

Makeup: N/A

Other facts

Sexual orientation: Bleh

Birth sex: Female

Gender: Female

Pronouns: None

Voice: Me but Scottish

Mental illness/disorders: none

Good relationships: Rain, Air, Cowbell, Cumulus, Terzo, Copia, Mist, Belladonna, Primo, Arson, Pebble, Mountain, Phantom, Chair, Cowbell, Wisp

Neutral relationships: Sunshine, Pebble, Sodo, Cirrus, Earth, Secondo, Spirit, Delta, Creek

Bad relationships: Secondo, Alpha,

Romantic relationships: nONe

Ghoul element: Air

Stage placing: upper left of the stage

Favorite Food: Foreign foods

Favorite drink: Hot chocolate

Favorite color: Mauve purple

Favorite animal: Platypus

Favorite Season: Fall

Favorite Holiday: Halloween

Favorite time of day: Any time of night

Songs of theme: Teen Idle, Carnage, Living Hell, Strawberry Shortcake

Backstory: None written down yet

@serpent-radio

#ghost band #ghost bc #nameless ghoul #nameless ghoul oc #ghost ghouls #nameless ghoulette #ghoulette oc #oc

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spoiledleaff · 10 months

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I Wanna hear more! I love that headcanon as well and I’d love to hear about the ghoulettes! /nf /pos

~owlish anon

yes!!! oh my goodness, absolutely, anon!! ♡ lemme tell you, i was absolutely dancing at my work station when i got this ask, haha!! i was really hoping someone would ask me about the ghoulettes!!!! :D i know i kinda set it up…? for someone to go ahead and ask me?? but still!!!! you did, haha!!! ♡♡

well! everyone welcome back to my usual bullshit of ‘dewdrop gets off on domesticity!’ this time featuring the ghoulettes!! :D one again, a bit of a warning for some suggestive, if not explicit content ahead!! it gets sappy and then filthy real quick, haha!! >:)c

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everyone can thank cumulus for dewdrop’s hair. you can’t change my mind. i mean, look at that man on stage? look at this man in fanart? that beautiful, long luscious hair? no. i refuse to believe it. this ghoul refuses responsibility for his appearance unless it’s for sex/personal gain or it’s forced on him.

needless to say, the biggest thing cumulus and dew will do together is hair related stuff, haha!! cumulus loves brushing and braiding dew’s hair, dew just really likes feeling cumulus’ wisps of hair in between his fingers. like a fluffy cloud!

the whole ordeal started when aether was away with copia and maybe a few miscellaneous ghouls in ministry business, and dew didn’t wanna spend the night alone, so he went to cumulus.

and, uhh, yeah! the rest is history really, haha! cumulus is much gentler and softer with dew’s hair than aether (sorry, aeth :’)), and dewdrop loves having those little moments of tender touches with another ghoul.

it’s gotten to the point where cumulus has a special hairbrush that she only uses for dew’s hair. i mean, nothing too fancy or anything! it’s one of those, uhm, gel grippy broad hairbrushes? but the handle is like a clear aquamarine color with little gold flakes that were casted inside the resin.

she originally gifted it to dewdrop, but dewdrop was so worried about scuffing it or straight up breaking it that he asked if he could keep the brush in her room.

whenever cumulus is away with papa on ministry business, dewdrop always shoots her a text asking if he can ‘break into your room’ and ‘steal something for a hot sec.’ he always waits for cumulus’ response, which is always a ‘sure, sweetness! just be careful in there for me, okay? but, help yourself, dew baby ♡’

(cumulus might be a bit more suspicious if it weren’t for the fact that swiss once caught the little gremlin in cumulus’ bathroom all wrapped up in a giant fucking towel, freshly showered, and making his way towards cumulus’ bedroom. swiss recorded a small video of dew hoisting himself on her bathroom counter and beginning to slowly brushing through his freshly washed hair with that aqua/gold hairbrush with a dumb little grin on his face. the video was titled, “what the heaven, lus! u tamed our local gremlin & not spilling ur secrets rn ????????????? >:p”. she saved the video, and still fondly looks back at it.)

with the secret knowledge of the video on hand, cumulus has also applied their routine to whenever dew bathes and asks for cumulus’ help with his hair.

and it’s not just the much simpler routine of cumulus simply brushing and braiding dew’s hair, or even the more extravagant process of combing lotions and serums through his hair either.

no, no. cumulus sits down by the tub with dewdrop, rolls her ministry sleeves up, and sets to work washing, conditioning, brushing, drying, just absolutely pampering dewdrop’s hair.

she’ll even stay too! she’ll help him wash his body and dry off too. even bust out some of her fancy skin care products and help him wash his face and care for his horns!! it’s honestly like a 5-star spa treatment, and cumulus knows that dewdrop needs it if the request is specifically coming from him. she always treats him carefully and softly and gently, but never like he’s fragile. and dew’s always immensely appreciative of the distinction.

but, well, uh, more often then not, dewdrop will start to get aroused when cumulus as him splayed out naked and in her lap and is working on detangling and drying his hair.

though cumulus never brings attention to it unless dew mentions it first.

“lus, ‘m- ‘m hard. uhm, can you… can you help me? are you interested in that tonight?” “dew, baby boy, sweetness. i wanna take care of you. all of you. of course i wanna help my favorite sinner out. just promise me i can finish braiding this later?”

so, cumulus gently pulls dewdrop’s dead weight up into her lap, situated his head right between her heavy boobs and unveils enough of one so dewdrop can play and suckle on her breast. his hands knead into the soft skin of her thighs and sometimes the sides of her plush tummy, and cumulus works on slowly and gently working dewdrop’s cock with a soft hand.

he cums when she scratches the sensitive skin of his scalp — that area where his skin and horns meet — and when she flicks her wrist that certain special way. he’s quiet when he cums, a soft mewling mess in cumulus’ arms. she’s quick to wrap her arms around him, swaying them softly as she peppers kisses into his hairline and tells him what a good job he did, and how devastatingly handsome of a ghoul he is.

dewdrop once admitted in a sleepy haze that for one reason or another, he wants cumulus to fuck him with the handle of that special hairbrush she purchased for him. he was surprised when she actually said ‘yes’! but! on the condition that cumulus gets to be in charge of preparation for that scene, and that she gets to spend as long as she likes preparing his hole with no complaints, and dewdrop knows from experience that means multiple hours of preparation for something as ‘small’ as a hairbrush handle. … she still said ‘yes’ though. …just seeing that hairbrush nowadays is enough to make dew’s cock throb.

he’s whipped.

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even though cumulus is certainly the ‘mom’ of the group, it’s actually cirrus who does the ‘mom thing’, haha!

cirrus adores photos! she wants photos of almost everything they all do together collectively. it started out as something she would do for zephyr: taking photos during tours and bringing them back to show the older ghoul all of their recent escapades! you can absolutely thank cirrus for the stupid fucking ‘we will adopt your baby’ photo.

but, uhhh, someone introduced cirrus to the joys of keeping some photos for yourself (*wink wink, nudge nudge, cOUGH COUGH-*).

but, moving on, haha! cirrus hopes to compile a big ole scrapbook of all of the different photos she’s taken. whether it’s during tours or even just a rare night out on the local town, chances are that cirrus has photos of every possible outing.

she adores sharing and bragging about her photos with other ghouls, siblings; hell, she’ll even brag about them to her papas! sometimes, swiss or sunshine might jokingly call her ‘imperatour’s sexy little mommy spy’, because she’s been seen sharing and cooing over her tour photos with sister.

cirrus also has a small circle of consenting siblings and ghouls with which she will also share her more… private collection of photographs. of course, she always asks for permission before indulging in that level of play! but it’s always so hard to tell her ‘no’ when how she asks for consent is literally so sweet!!

“oh, droplet, baby, do you mind if i show omega this photo of you riding my strap? don’t glare at me like that! do you see yourself, baby? sathanas below, with how your cute little pussy and nipples looked all perky and wet, i thought i was gonna squirt just watching you ride me! fuck, i am so glad i thought to take a picture! look at how hard your little boycock is, ugh!! i just wanna eat you alive some days, i swear—!” “fine!! you can show omega that one!!! photo, mistr— cIRRUS-“

it’s an oddly equally humiliating and empowering moment when cirrus takes the time to literally dissect which parts about this lewd, sinful, downright filthy photo of you that she adores with all her heart and her cunt.

it’s honestly come to the point where dewdrop will start to get wet whenever cirrus pulls out her phone camera, because that’s where dew knows she keeps all of her explicit photography. sure, there’s some sfw photos tucked away in her camera roll all over the place! but… well, it’s hard not to think of all the compromising photographs dew knows cirrus keeps when she’s grinning at him with that glint in her eyes.

(she always brings a disposable polaroid camera with her for the tours. she says she adores the ‘human quality’ it gives the photos, and old man zephyr appreciates the undoubtedly ‘cirrus touch’ to their collection of gifted tour photos.)

all it takes is for cirrus to wag her phone deviously in dew’s face for him to feel how soaked through his undergarments have become. and the worst (best) part is that she knows it too.

she’ll crowd dewdrop up against a hallway or a countertop, tap the rim of her phone case against his bottom lip with a sly grin stretched across those painted lips. she’ll grind her crotch against dewdrop’s and playfully gasp in ‘surprise’ when she feels his arousal for herself. that’s literally all it takes for dewdrop to feel weak in the knees, his doe-like eyes staring down the lenses of her camera.

cirrus is fucking desperate to get the most perfect, well-timed shot of dewdrop squirting. it happened once before, when cirrus was playing around with a vibrator pressed teasingly to the underside of dewdrop’s erect clit, the remote in one hand, and her phone in the other. but she was taking a photo of dew’s face at the time, and right as her shutter clicked, dew squirted.

haha!! she was so mad at herself that she fucked her cunt over dewdrop’s tongue, leaning over his body to cruelly press the vibrator harder over his clit and pussy folds.

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sunshine absolutely loves!! baking!!

it's not at all uncommon to catch sunshine and mountain baking edibles together for everyone else. if it weren't for sunshine's baking? mountain's weed wouldn't be half as good, change my mind >:)

sunshine always has so much fun with baking. it's her solution for everything, haha! depression? bake it away. insecurities? bake it away. celebration? bake! in need of a gift? bake! wanna spend time with someone? bake!!

she's really good at decorating cupcakes! they might not be the... neatest? but! the colors, the flavors, the little subtle touches and details? it's the whole experience that makes them delicious.

(ironically enough, she can't make 'sunshine muffins' for the life of her, haha! in general though, she much prefers making cupcakes over muffins >:0)

sunshine loves employing dewdrop's help whenever she thinks that he's been isolating himself too much or too often. she's not above just barging into dewdrop's dormitory and dragging him out and into the kitchen.

she'll plop him down on a clean section of the kitchen counter and get back to work herself. she'll ramble at dewdrop, never expecting a response but always overjoyed when dew chips in. if it's been a really rough time, dew will be kept in charge of mixing together the dry and wet ingredients, and making sure the mixtures don't burn in the oven while sunshine works on something else. sunny will also swipe different flavors over dew's tongue, ask him to try this or that, and ask what colors she should use for the decorations.

sometimes dew will ask sunny if she's baking anything while coming across her in the kitchen , and then ask if he could join.

maybe sunny has a little bit of this hc in her character as well, because i think she'd crowd dew against the kitchen counter and kiss him until drool is dribbling down both their chins. all over dew asking if he could join sunny in her baking, haha!

needless to say... dew's baking with a very obvious erection straining against his pants...

the baking session turns into a feel up section! sunshine pressing her cock against dew's ass, dew licking at a spare splotch of frosting that managed to find its way on sunny's cheek or nose, their tails brushing against the other's ankles, sunny peering over dew's shoulder to watch what he's doing with a hand groping at his ass, or even dew just 'casually' leaning back against the counter and slowly stroking his cock while sunshine pretends she doesn't notice. ♡

there's just something about seeing how excited sunny gets while baking with dew, and how she sweet she is when he doesn't understand some 'simple technique'. i mean, of course, the constant touches and sweet words help too... but there's something just so sappy about how sunshine's nuzzling up to him with praise constantly falling from her lips that makes all that blood rush south, haha!

by the time the pastries are properly in the oven, both dewdrop and sunshine are sporting the most obvious pairs of erections possible. fucking dorks are circling each other like vultures, haha!

as soon as that little oven door clicks? sunshine is pouncing on dew, ripping their trousers off, hoisting him up into her arms, half in her grip and half on the counter, rutting their cocks together with some ingredient as questionable lube, and all while dew's begging for sunshine to just shove that fat clit of hers inside his ass hole and make a living wreck out of him.

with baking on the mind? and... creating in general? more often then not, sunny's spouting filthy words about creampies and breeding :)

"fuck, sunny, sunny, please! please just fuck with-" "yeah? gonna shove my pretty, fat fucking clit into every single hole you have. fill you up with all this cream i have? just waiting to be pumped into those tight holes of yours. gonna decorate you with my frosting, fill you up with so much cream your womb's gonna be like an oven. a slutty little fuck-oven, hah! gonna cream inside this hole of yours and lick out whatever leaks. devour your hole like a stuffed donut-"

(it's a little cringey sometimes...? i mean, who knew how many baking puns could be so... sexual. haha!)

depending on the timer leftover on the oven, sunshine almost always dives back in for seconds, haha! ♡

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this one’s very self-indulgent, i will not lie, haha! but, mist is the ghoulette everyone goes to in order to get their claws painted to perfection. she has one of the most steady hands and aim amongst the ghouls, and she’s ambidextrous as well, so even her own claws always look painted to perfection!

so, mist absolutely loves painting everyone's nails and doing little designs on them! she's always complaining over how boring everyone's nails are. human nails have that dull nude color? and ghoul claws are really just various colors darkened to a near black shade. it's boring!

mist has all of the supplies. whenever the ghouls hit the town, she's almost always coming back with at least three different vials of new nail polish and another haul of nail art materials, haha! she could honestly open her own business within the ministry, she's honestly amazing! she has the extensions, the uv lights, the stamps, the cutouts, the brushes, the tape, you name it! it's honestly like her love language at this point, haha! she'll even help trim and file your nails with you. :)

dew likes keeping his claws at a... nice in-between stage, haha! not nearly as long as rain's or sunshine's! but not quite as short as swiss' or mountain's. :) it's a nice relatively medium length for ghoul nails!

mist herself loves painting her claws in fun pastel color combinations! she seems to be wearing a different design every week. dewdrop likes having just a flat color for his claws :) but, he has certainly fallen in love with the shimmery, iridescent reflecting polishes. mist always picks darker colors for whenever she paints dew's claws, and he loves the dark indigo, dark magenta/wine, and dark cranberry colors the best! :)

mist loves painting dewdrop's nails while he's perched in her lap; or, at the very least, between her thighs. ♡

watching the amount of care that mist puts into making sure dew's nails are perfect always makes some kind of feeling stir in his gut and make him soaked. the way she handles and manipulates his hands definitely doesn't detract from his arousal either, haha!

dewdrop can always feel the way mist's hair tickles his neck and shoulders, the way her body molds against his, and how her tail always softly wags behind them before inevitably seeking dew's out and curling around it: he can feel it all, and it drives him crazy!

(it's almost intoxicating knowing how soft and kind mist is underneath her famous rockstar stage presence!)

but, holy shit, mist can and will catch onto dewdrop's growing arousal like a shark to blood in the water! she's insane for it! but, mist is absolutely the kind of ghoulette who won't take any shit for any reasons. least of all when it's in regards to something she is also actively interested in wrecking dew's cunt ;)

next she finishes one of dew's claws, mist would carefully cap whatever vial of color she was using and set it aside before grabbing dew's wrists in her hands and forcing him onto his stomach.

dew never really wears very much for his sessions with mist in the first place? so all she has to do is wiggle her tail underneath the waistband of his panties before expertly sliding them off.

she'll do her best to keep dewdrop pined with her one hand (though, not that the man is struggling too much, haha!!), before reaching between her own thighs and slicking up her cock with her own pussy slick. she'll spread dewdrop's cheeks before sliding her dick all the way into dewdrop's soaked cunt.

but then, she'll just stay there. she'll literally drape herself over dewdrop's back, reach for the nail polish and then just continue painting dewdrop's claws as though her dick isn't practically balls deep in his hole.

mist will continue painting dew's nails in that cockwarming position, just pressed flush against his back with her cock fully sheathed in dewdrop's wetness. sometimes she'll rut her hips against dewdrop's asscheeks, but nothing more. she's very insistent on finishing dewdrop's nails before fucking into him, haha!

"c'mon, little siren. stay still for mommy, yeah? i have to finish the second layer on your right hand, and then we're gonna do the top coat, droplet. maybe if you're a good boy and can wait, i'll be sure to breed your wet little hole so good, you'll be begging for more kits." "miiiist- you can't do all that now?" "hah! not until your nails dry, baby."

dew's a good boy, though! he always manages to keep his hands nice and still, and mist's efforts never go to waste on his nails.

in between allowing the layers of polish to dry, mist always takes the time to shallowly rut against dewdrop, nuzzling and nibbling at the nape of his neck.

in the final few minutes of dewdrop's final coat of clear polish drying, mist will sneak her tail to rub at the underside of dew's erect clit, purring with satisfaction when dew eventually shudders his way through his climax. and all without smudging his polish! :)

mist purrs her clear satisfaction, flips him over, and makes true on her earlier promise! ♡

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c’mon, guys, she’s so cute!!!! of course i couldn’t resist!!! oh! just in case, for those who may not know, ‘aurora’ is the name for the new ghoulette that i really like the most! so, this section will be in reference to the newest ghoulette member for the re-imperatour! :D

i'm still figuring out aurora's personality, but i very much like to think that aurora has a more... dominating personality? maybe that's not quite the right word, haha! but, for comparison i'm gonna default onto the 'family stereotypes', i'm so sorry. i think, if cumulus has a more motherly/gentle personality, and if sunshine has that sort of... little sister/bubbly kind of personality? i think cirrus has that sort of fun aunt energy/very open and extroverted personality? i think aurora is that borderline unapproachable older goth sister energy until you get to know her and then she's, like, your greatest confidant, haha! i also really like to think of her as being a water/air multi ghoul! so, just as a bit of context i think before diving into this! how i depict aurora personality wise is very much subject to change! but, i think to think i'm pretty happy with her so far though! :)

anyways! with all of that out of the way, i like to think that aurora loves giving massages to her partners! especially, like, those asmr ones where they'll deliberately trail their nails over skin or just tapping and caressing to make those sounds? yeah! ✨that✨, haha!

she loves going after dewdrop (and rain) specifically, because of their shared water elemental link! :D she also loves to harass mist as well, but dewdrop's reactions are probably her favorites. ♡

dewdrop carries a lot of tension in the shoulders and all throughout his arm, she always says! he also has a lot of phantom pain from his water ghoul attributes having literally been scorched off during his elemental transition.

aurora loves massaging dewdrop's hands.

aurora adores cuddling up into dewdrop's side on the couch and snatching his arm just so she can run the very tips of her claws up and down dew's arm. she'll hold dew's hand in one of hers, and then dig the pad of her thumb in the spaces between dew's knuckles and working over his digits until dew's a fucking puddle at her side, haha!

it's amazing. aurora takes great joy in watching the practically immediate reaction of dewdrop literally fucking melting underneath aurora's touch. he practically starts smoking from his ears and has to suppress a goddamn moan when aurora digs into his inner wrist! ;)

dew will start squirming, maybe try and pull his arm away because he's getting hard, and so aroused, and aurora is so fucking aware of every little effect her caresses have on dew's little cock, she gets fucking drunk off of his reactions. aurora will always tighten her grip on dew's hand, purring softly as dewdrop inevitably gives up.

"oh, poor little firestorm, you always have so much tension in these hands of yours. i'm honestly amazed your fingers haven't fallen off, you poor baby! your muscles are just so tight, little spark. hmm, makes me wonder if there are other parts of your body that are just too fucking tight for their own good, yeah? poor little imp." "are you trying to fucking kill me, rory?" "hm? oh no. quite the opposite. i just wanna make you cum so hard, your soul leaves your body. oh, and all that worthless tension too."

aurora almost always takes care of dewdrop's arousal with a slow and methodical borderline torturous handjob.

she'll press her nose into dewdrop's temples, whisper huskily about how tense and tight dew's body is, all while dragging the sharps of her claws over dew's sensitive cock.

honestly don't think that she ever really grips it? aurora manages to tease dewdrop through an orgasm with only the tips of her claws. it's... insane actually. cirrus is always begging aurora to share her methods, haha!

her nails don't quite give dew's dick enough stimulation to cum ropes or anything like that, it's really just a quiet release. dewdrop's breath hitches as aurora's fingers tap over the blunt head of his cock, and he finally climaxes when her claws tease over his ballsack. his cock releases maybe three or four small dribbles of cum over aurora's wrist, but the combined efforts of aurora's teasing and filthy promises make dew feel as though he just fucking squirted.

aurora is very quick to get up, toss dewdrop over her shoulder, and demand that dew lets her give him a full-bodied massage.

#hc that dewdrop gets turned on by domesticity #YES ROUND TWO BABYYYYY!!!!! <3 <3 <3 #sorry this took so long again love!#god i love the ghoulettes such a normal amount dude #i still have notes for like the papas and... era iii ghouls? i should probably also sneak the new ghoul in there somewhere haha!!#but i feel like i've already talked everyone's ears off with this hc haha!#though please feel free to let me know if you're interested in hearing more ùwú #(subtle i know haha!!)#ghost bc #ghost band #dewdrop ghoul #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #nameless ghoulette hc #nameless ghoul hc #nameless ghoulettes #cirrus ghoul #cirrus ghoulette #cumulus ghoulette #cumulus ghoul #sunshine ghoulette #sunshine ghoul #mist ghoul #mist ghoulette #aurora ghoul #aurora ghoulette #new ghoulette #flowers look pretty on owls #spoiled seeds #spoiled ideas

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pebbl3s-3bbl3s · 10 months

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GHOUL DESIGNS 3/3

This one is Cirrus, Cumulus, Sunshine, and Wisp(Aurora)!

ofc i had to put all the ghoulettes together! i could never have the heart to separate them <3

(under cut :3)

Cirrus

Mother! Is mothering!

She/Her

Pure air ghoulette

Mom of the pack just how Aether is the dad of the pack (they are my parents. this is real and true just ask them)

When she’s fully unglamored she has feathers under her arms too like wings! (Yellow parakeet feathers :3)

Cumulus

Mi esposa <3

She/Her

Pure air ghoulette

Idk if u noticed but her, Cir, and Sunny all have matching pins :3

Her feathers are that of a blue jay! And she has them under her arms when she’s fully unglamored like Cir

Sunshine/Victory

Call meeeee little sunshineeeeee

They/Them

Fire/air hybrid

Has an extensive knowledge of astronomy, astrology, and mythology (can and will info dump on you if you’re around them for longer than 30 seconds)

They have their belly button pierced. It’s not pictured but trust me it’s there it’s a big fat diamond

Aurora/Wisp

Pack Princess™︎

(forget what i said abt calling her wisp i’m not gonna post my ocs here so Aurora it is! never listen to me actually i’m a big liar)

She/They

Multi ghoulette (water/earth/air)

They take the longest to warm up to physical affection. Needs lots of reassurance that being Topside is wayyyyy different than The Pit

Her and Aeon were summoned together so they’re very close!

Her horns are highly sensitive. Not even Aeon is allowed to touch them

BONUS!

All the ghoulettes have matching friendship bracelets! They each have one representing each other (minus the one representing themselves, obvi)

yeah i traced an image off google what of it

#that’s all i got #for now…. *evil laughter*#pebble art #ghoul refs #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #fanart #ghost fanart #cirrus ghoulette #cumulus ghoulette #sunshine ghoulette #wisp ghoulette #aurora ghoulette

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flameyriver · 11 months

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The ghouls and and their pronouns extra:

Phantom uses they/he

Aurora/Wisp uses she/they

So I just found out about these two so I decided to add them in cuz why not.

#nameless ghouls #ghost band #the band ghost #nameless ghouls headcannons #ghost and ghouls headcannons #ghost band headcanons #phantom ghost #phantom ghoul #aurora/wisp ghost #aurora/wisp ghoulette #FlameyRiversRamblings

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violetlens · 8 months

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divine you feel my thrust

i'm in such a mood right now apologies for what you're about to see

transfem sunny again, the quintessence strap stuff, cumulus being my meal of choice for tonight, weed, bg polyghouls, a little under 900 words

"aeth said this will last for a couple hours if you wanna-" sunshine said, cutting herself off with giggles as she decided to take a hit mid-sentence. "if you wanna use it on me?" she finished, blowing smoke out of her nose. "i-i stretched myself out before coming," she added, stuttering as cumulus raised an eyebrow at her.

the multi ghoulette offered up a crooked smile as cumulus walked over and pecked her forehead, taking the strapon into her hands and watching as the clear silicone tinged itself violet for a few seconds after it moved.

"well," she began, beginning to fasten the harness over the plush of her hips before being cut off.

"lay down," sunshine said quickly, blush visible on her face as she stared at cumulus.

she obeyed, eyebrow quirking up again as she laid on the bed, curls fanning over sunshine's pillow.

"so beautiful," she said, barely audible as she took another hit before setting the joint down and making her way over to the air ghoulette. "can i ride you?" she asked, looking up reverently at cumulus as her hands stroked over her stomach and smiling when she nodded.

sunshine started tightening the straps before looking up at cumulus' face as she gave the dildo one slow lick, watching as wisps of violet zinged through the air around her eyes before a whimper made itself audible above her.

"so perfect," she said quietly, closing her lips around the toy before bobbing her head a few times.

"fuck," cumulus said, bringing her hand down to the back of sunny's neck. "satanas, sensitive-" she bucked her hips as sunshine brought her hand up to squeeze at the base of the toy, "not gonna last if you do that."

sunshine grinned, swallowing around the silicone once, twice, and then let cumulus' hips twitch up towards her mouth urgently before she pulled off. both ghoulettes watched as their eyesights went violet for a couple seconds before they looked back at each other.

she started to trace circles into cumulus' hips, tongue lazily swirling around the toy's tip before she pulled off again. sunshine brought a hand down to palm at herself, trying and failing not to hump into the bed.

cumulus then looked down, giving a nervous smile when she saw the other stroking herself over her panties.

"i'm making so much food for aether after this," she said, making eye contact with sunshine again as they both giggled quietly.

she looked down, moving her underwear to the side as she let her erection bob against her torso before moving to straddle cumulus' hips.

the air ghoulette panted as her strap settled over sunshine's ass, trying to angle her hips towards her entrance with a frustrated whine. sunshine giggled again before moaning softly, right into cumulus' ear as she ground against her stomach.

"satanas, please-" cumulus began, giving a strangled whine as the other quickly moved and sank down onto the toy in one movement.

both of them gave heady moans when she bottomed out, hands moving up to grope at sunny's tits as her hips began an involuntary grind.

sunshine mewled as cumulus inadvertently grazed her prostate, squeezing around her and earning a yelp.

"gonna cum-" she said, hands clawing at her hips as she ground sunny into her again. "keep-" her head tipped back when she squeezed again, bouncing slightly. "fuckfuckfuck, sun,"

sunshine's breath had started to go rough. she changed her angle again, spreading her legs wider as she started to move again, grinding against cumulus' stomach. she whimpered, settling her mouth over the swell of cumulus' tits and clenching harder, trying to get the air ghoulette to cum before she made a mess of the crop top she'd decided to wear tonight.

she brought a hand down to stroke herself, little 'ah, ah, ah's working their way out of her lips as she let her claws dig marks into cumulus' waist. the other whined, beginning to sob as she tried to hold her orgasm back. her thighs began to shake, hips canting up needily into sunshine's ass.

"how close are you?" she asked breathlessly, strokes speeding up as she began to grind the strap right into her sweet spot.

"can't," cumulus mewled in response, tears beginning to leak from her eyes as sunshine constricted her muscles around the silicone. the air tinged violet again before the air ghoulette whined loudly, scratched down sunny's back, and came, pounding into her as she held the other down.

sunshine whimpered, cock leaking against the other's stomach. she rocked into her hand urgently, feeling her thighs quiver at the overstimulated cries the motions wrenched from cumulus.

she watched as she brought a hand down to cup her balls, giving them a small squeeze before bringing two fingers up right behind them and pressing, triggering sunshine's own orgasm. the multi ghoulette shivered before failing to hold back a loud moan as she ground against the other's stomach, cum streaking up towards her tits.

cumulus brought her hand back up, covering sunshine's where she was stroking herself and tightening their grips, earning a mewl as her cock continued drooling against the other's torso. sunshine bucked against her a few more times, lazily gripping the toy and feeling herself throb at the gasps it brought forth from cumulus' mouth.

#the band ghost #nsft #the band ghost smut #polyghouls #cumulus ghoulette #sunshine ghoulette #nameless ghoulettes #phantom ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #rain ghoul

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