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chapel-of-rizztual · 7 months

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Can we get Dew and New Bugs first time 👀👉👈

This isn’t at all what you asked for but this is what my brain made so enjoy!!

Despite what everyone thought, Dew liked the new ghoul. Sure, he wasn’t Aether, but Dew didn’t think that was a bad thing. He liked how easy the new ghoul was. How desperate for attention he was, how he’d do anything with a simple command, no fighting back. Dew liked how much control he had over him, something he never really had before, he liked how he could do anything to the new ghoul and he didn’t even question it, he’s just happy to be getting the attention he desperately wanted.

Like now, as Dew took control of the kiss, one hand in his stage sweaty and sticky hair, pushing the ghoul backwards into a dingy bathroom backstage, pinning him up against a wall. He was so easy against Dew, letting himself be pushing and pulled wherever Dew wanted. He lets out a moan into the kiss as his back hits the wall behind him, his hands running though Dew’s hair.

Dew’s own hand roam from Phantom’s hair, to his shoulders, down to his waist where he squeezes at his hip, pulling him forward for they can rut their clothed cocks together.

Phantom whimpers as he does, his hips bucking up onto Dew. Dew breaks the kiss with the sloppy sound, a string of saliva connecting their lips.

“Need you. Needed you since you bent backwards like that on stage.” He pants, feeling out of breath already.

Phantom nods, looking at Dew a little like a lost puppy, his pupils blow and lips swollen and shiny with spit.

“Yeah, yeah Dew, anything. Do anything to me.”

He sounds just as out of breath as Dew.

Dew’s cock shouldn’t kick in his pants the way it does at Phantom’s eagerness but it does. Maybe their first time together shouldn’t be in a dingy backstage bathroom, but honestly Dew thinks it’s kinda suits them. It’s desperate and trashy just like the both of them.

Dew shakily starts undoing the buttons on Phantom’s shirt, pointing to his own hoping he gets the idea. He does, and nimble fingers make quick work of undoing Dew’s buttons.

Dew brings their mouths together in another messy kiss, licking into the ghouls mouth. He pulls Phantom’s shirt off his body, letting Phantom do the same for him.

Phantom let’s out a squeak feeling Dew’s warm hands run up his chest, rolling his nipples between two fingers.

Phantom breaks the kiss this time.

“Dew, please. Need you, need more.” His voice breaks on several words and Dew really shouldn’t find that as hot as he does.

“Yeah? I’ve got you, bug. Gunna fuck you so well.”

Phantom keens, high pitched and feminine, his knees bucking underneath him. Dew unfastens the laces on Phantom's jeans, holding him up against the wall with one hand. He dips his hand below the waistband, fingers teasing along the soft Skin of Phantom’s lower belly. His fingers dip lower, feeling something soft and delicate under his touch.

He pulls away to look at Phantom, confusion all over his face.

“Lace?”

Phantom flushes red, avoiding looking directly at Dew.

“Uh, yeah. Lace.”

Dew pushes Phantom’s jeans down to his mid thigh to reveal lace. White lace. Soft looking white lace. His cock was tenting and straining against the flimsy fabric, creating a wet spot making the fabric go see through. Dew could clearly see the ruddy head of his cock through the wet patch. His mouth watered at the sight, the little blood that remained in his brain rushed south, his cock throbbing in his pants .

“Oh.”

“I -uh-I like the way they feel.” Phantom flushes deeper red. “I like how they make me feel. Pretty.” He scratches awkwardly at the back of his head. “Do I-uh- Do I look pretty?”

The way he tilts his head to the side and looks shy, almost scared, like Dew’s going to say no, has his heart melting.

“Fuck, you look so pretty, you have no idea.”

Dew feels his heartbeat in his cock.

Phantom’s ears visibly perk up, his tail flicking against his leg.

“Really?” There’s a shy smile on his face.

“Yeah, yeah. Fuck baby, you’re so beautiful.”

Phantom beams at him, a sweet smile full of fangs and duck his head down shyly.

“You really think so?”

Dew rolls his eyes, grabbing Phantom’s hand and pushing the outline of his very hard cock into his hand.

“You really need to ask that?”

Phantom’s eyes go wide and he squeezes at Dew’s cock.

“That’s because of me?”

“All because of you, baby.” Dew pushes into Phantom’s hand with a groan. Before Phantom can say anything Dew’s pulling him off the wall and pushing him onto the direction of the sink. Phantom shuffles, tripping a bit with his jeans still around his knees but he lets Dew move him where he wants. He gets bent over the sink and Dew pulls his jeans down his ankles.

“Spread your legs for me.”

He does as he’s told, spreading his legs as far as he can with his jeans still restricting him.

“Good boy.”

Phantom should whimper the way he does at the slight praise but he does, his cock kicking in the thin lace.

Dew drops to his knees behind him, ignore the way liquid immediately seeps into his jeans. He doesn’t want to think what it could be. He kneads at Phantom’s ass, admiring the way the lace clings to cheeks making his ass look rounder, fuller.

“So pretty.”

Phantom whine, pushing his out into where Dew is touching him.

“Dew, what-what are you doing?”

Dew squeezes at his ass again.

“Shhh.” He presses a line of kisses up his cheek. “Something so pretty deserves to be worshipped properly.” He pulls the lace to the side to reveal Phantom’s hole winking at him.

Phantom let’s out a squeak feeling something warm and wet running from his taint to hole on one long stroke.

“Oh-oh-Dew-“ He pushes his hips backwards into Dew.

Dew licks around his rim, enjoying the squeaking whimpers Phantom is making.

“Sound so pretty for me.”

He grips at Phantom’s hips, pulling him back into his face.

Phantom whimpers again, leaning fully against the sink, it’s disgusting, covered in a layer of grime but he can’t find himself to care. Especially when he feels Dew’s tongue finally breaching his hole.

Dew licks into him with a moan vibrating around him rim, making Phantom moan loudly and grip the edge of the sink.

“Oh shit, Dew. That feels so good, fuck.” One hand comes round to reach the back of Dew’s head, pushing him deeper into his ass.

Dew twists his tongue licking as deep as he can, pulling Phantom's cheeks apart to get even deeper. He shakes his head, fangs nibbling at his rim. It’s wet and messy, there’s saliva running down Dew’s chin and dripping onto his thighs.

He pulls away, panting slightly.

“Look in the mirror. Tell me how pretty you are.” He gives a long lick across his hole. “Look at how pretty you are while you get your ass eaten.”

Phantom’s legs shake and he feels like they might give way from under him, but he does as he’s told, looking up into the mirror in front of him. It’s clouded with dirt but he can just about make out his reflection. His cheeks are flushed bright red, his eyes are watery, his lashes clumped together with unshed tears. He looks like a mess.

Dew’s get off from his knees, pulling his jeans down just enough to free his cock. He runs the head along Phantom's hole, giving him a few hits.

“Keep looking, baby. I wanna see the look on your face when I fuck you.” He leans over him, trapping him against the sink. “I wanna hear you tell me how pretty you are. And if you stop, I’ll stop fucking you and leave you here in this bathroom alone.”

Phantom drops his head on the sink with a dull thud. Dew tuts at him, but pushed himself in with one long thrust making Phantom moan loudly, the sound echoing around the bathroom. Dew bottoms out, his hips snuggly hitting against Phantom's ass. He can feel the soft lace brushing against him.

He reached into Phantom's hair, pulling his head up so he’s facing the mirror once again.

“Start taking, pretty boy.”

#thanks for the ask!#sorry it took so long!!#the band ghost #ficlet #ghost headcanons #nameless ghouls #dewdrop ghoul #phantom ghoul #my writing

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calxia · 8 months

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The tour bus is quiet.

Shows took a lot out of even the most energetic of ghouls, leading to a huge crash once the excitement wore off. A long night of travel usually led to a still night on the bus as the ghouls slept off the buzz of the day. Their provided bunks were uncomfortable and cramped even to the smallest of their ranks so they all tended to flock to the back lounge and the double mattress there.

Tonight was no different. Everyone would slowly make their way to the back of the bus over the course of the night, usually starting in their bunks until they got too uncomfortable or lonely. The first ghouls to head back were the ghoulettes. They were typically always the first ones to move from the bunks. It was very hard to fit two people into a bunk, yet alone all three of them. the back room was much more suitable for the bonded trio to relax and sleep. They could all curl up more comfortably and merge together into what looked like a singular mass

Mountain was soon to follow them. He takes up so much space even glamoured and couldn't even fit when unglamoured. Tired ghouls couldn't really hold up a sustained glamour for long before they'd just crash and naturally unglamour. Mountain lets his glamour fall away and breathes out a sigh of relief before joining the ghoulettes where they are all curled together. They all swarm around him and settle back down into a comfortable slumber. Aurora moves to lie directly on top of Mountain, and Cirrus and Cumulus flank their sides. They entwine their tails together and settle into a pile of purrs.

Dew and rain always tend to join as a unit. It's rare to find one without the other and sleep time is no different. Dew throws himself down on top of the pile, causing Cirrus to growl at him and flash her fangs. Dew bears no mind to the threat and instead shuffles around a little until he's more comfortable. The grumbling soon dies down once the heat from Dew starts to leech into their weary bones. Rain sticks to the edge of the pile and settles his head down on the back of Dew's legs. No doubt Dew would complain about how his legs have gone numb in the morning but right now they were all too blissed out to care.

Swiss is the last to join. It always took a while for him to relax after a show and he'd rather not interrupt the others while they slept with his fidgeting. He spends a few hours in the kitchenette area vaping out the small window until he felt ready for sleep. Copia always hated it when he vaped in the bunk area so Swiss would stick to one of the very few openable windows on the bus. The multi-ghoul chooses to curl himself up behind Cumulus and buries his face in her hair. The rest of the ghouls greet him with soft trills before they all relax to sleep as a singular mass of purring ghouls.

And Phantom? well, Phantom just stays in his cramped bunk alone. Because why would they ever invite him into their pile when he's just Aether's replacement.

#im still a bit sick so sorry if this is a bit off #people whove sent asks i see you dw I will get to them #had some tiring days #mountain ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #rain ghoul #cirrus ghoulette #cumulus ghoulette #aurora ghoulette #swiss army ghoul #phantom ghoul #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #nameless ghoul headcanons #ghost headcanons #calxwrites

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aether-the-banana-man · 1 month

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*Phantom walked into the room it shared with Aether, rubbing his eyes softly*

Aether…world too much…

@ask-phantom-ghoul

yup. happens sometimes. get in here.

#aether ghoul #ask #anon #ask phantom ghoul

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midnight-moth · 8 months

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Need some fluffy RainDrop maybe with Phantom? Of them just needing to cuddle and sleep after a few rough shows in a row like they've been doing. Maybe Phantoms absolutely exhausted and really craving affection and cuddled but doesn't think he's allowed to join in with any of the pack (especially Rain and Dew) but they bring him in for cuddles and give him all the affection he needs (they all need tbh, especially Rain after that video you posted earlier) <3

Sometimes it’s better not to ask. What’s wrong? What do you need? How can I help? Those questions are better suited to someone who might be able to answer them. And maybe he could, with time and perspective. Maybe not.

Phantom doesn’t know what’s wrong after all. It was all so much fun. A loud disarray of sound and light and applause. Which he enjoyed. So why does he feel like a pumpkin left on the steps after Halloween? All the guts scraped out but for a short while you were filled with warmth, a soft glow that lit up everyone around you.

But now he feels hollow, discarded. He’s fingers drift across one of the plush bats tossed to him on stage. It has a red ribbon tied around its neck. He’s so happy everyone knows how much he loves bats. He isn’t sure how they knew. But he doesn’t know them, what they love, he can’t give them anything back. Just a few hours of his time, a piece of paper with song names on it, a small triangular piece of plastic.

And he realizes that no, they don’t know him at all. Not really. But that isn’t what really gets to him, makes him toss and turn at night, leaves him staring at the ceiling all night. Listening to the muffled sounds of sleep, or the occasional moan or hiss disrupts the near silence.

It’s that he’s surrounded by the same ghouls day in, day out, and they must understand how he feels. And he can see how they all lean harder and harder on one another, ritual after ritual after ritual.

But he doesn’t know that he’s supposed to assume. That he’s allowed to lean too. Rest his weary head on Mountain’s shoulder. Ask for Dew’s burning fingers to dig into his sore muscles. Let Swiss absolutely smother him in a never-ending bear hug. Dissolve into the tattered sofa while Aurora rakes her claws across his scalp. Just be close, let them dry his eyes, a respite for his tear-stained pillowcase.

And the others, they don’t realize that they should offer. Aurora, the self proclaimed pack princess, from day 0 she had no issue asking any of them to piggy back her 4’10” frame when her feet hurt, to wrap their bodies around her like blankets at night when she was cold.

He wonders how loneliness can simultaneously feel like a gaping void, and yet have such presence. Taking up so much room in his body, when he wraps his arms around his ribs and squeezes he can feel it butting up against his insides. He wonders how there’s any room left for his heart and his lungs but they keep beating and inflating anyway.

Perhaps there was something written on his face that day, those particular lines carving a new expression on his face that they’d never seen before. Perhaps that energy they felt when he was summoned, the kind that they were sure caused the ground to shake, felt dull.

Rain noticed first, and Dew merely had to follow his line of sight throughout the day to see for himself. The way Phantom’s body sagged when he wasn’t on stage anymore. That he was barely lifting his feet off the ground as he moved about the venue.

The thud his body made when he collapsed into his bunk that night was like the exclamation at the end of the thought Rain and Dew had both been finding words for that day.

A long run on sentence that contained why didn’t we notice sooner and why didn’t he say anything and have we made him feel unwelcome, unwanted? That last thought, it had teeth, and they dug right into the most tender scar Dew possessed.

At first Phantom thought the depressions in the mattress around him were an illusion. He jumped when fingers connected with his shoulder, nearly smacking his head against the low ceiling.

But soon hands we’re guiding him back down, arms worming their way underneath his ribs and wrapping him up back to front. Rain’s cool hand soothing the ache in his head. Dew’s body heat softening the rigid form his contracted muscles forced him in to.

He tries to speak but the only thing that comes out is a ragged little croak. So Rain presses a kiss to his lips to silence him. It says tell us later, rest now.

“Sorry we made you wait so long, bug.” Dew murmurs in his ear. He doesn’t think he’s ever heard that gentle lilt in his voice before. “But we’re here now. All of us are here, for you.”

#media nocte asks #nameless ghouls #dewdrop ghoul #rain ghoul #phantom ghoul #I hope this is okay #I am trying to just not care if it isn’t the best because it’s all I can do #and maybe I can still enjoy it even if I know I can do better #because maybe this is just how it is now #midnight moth writes #cw depression #cw hurt comfort

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ask-omega-ghoul · 9 days

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*Phantom was curled up into a ball, hiding under Omega’s bed sniffling sadly*

@ask-phantom-ghoul

... who do i kill, bug?

*he gently pulled phantom out, cuddling him.*

#ask #ask omega ghoul #anon #omega ghoul #ask phantom ghoul

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emeritus-fuckers · 4 months

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Could I request how the ghouls (+baby phantom!!) pine for a sibling of sin? :) Your writing is absolutely fantastic btw, been gobbling it up ahahaha xx

Ghouls pining after a Sibling of Sin

Alpha

This motherfucker does not know how to identify his emotions.

He will not admit it, not with a gun to his head or the gates of hell waiting to swallow him back down, he will not admit it.

He would get more aggressive at first, more angry. Standoffish and snapping at the sibling more. How dare you be so cute, you're doing something to his heart!

He'd mess with you, at first. Pull pranks and just annoy you more, and then snap when you try to call him out on it.

And then he would start to leave little gifts. Small things he would find out in the woods.

He will continue for months with these random little gifts. Starting to leave behind little compliments and such in notes.

When you figure out it’s him, you have to be the one to initiate that conversation. He will avoid feelings like the plague.

Though once he knows you feel the same? He’s your big, awkward heater.

He really enjoys knowing you’re his now.

Omega

Omega fucking sucks at flirting, honestly.

He's good at matching the flirty energy, but someone else has to flirt first because he just... doesn't know how to start it for some reason.

In his defense, usually other people start all this. Terzo

He mentions his little crush to someone (Terzo) and ends up being set up on a date with you because Terzo needs their boyfriend happy.

It's not exactly awkward, because Omega is good at keeping it cool, but it does feel like something's off.

It only feels right when you admit that you might have a tiny crush on him and he just sighs in relief before confessing as well.

And then it just... fluently changes into you guys dating?

By all accounts, it does not make sense. It just happens.

Ifrit

Ifrit is usually a pretty confident ghoul from a distance. Charismatic, energetic and playful.

When it comes to you however? He’s a very shy dumbass. You’re just…amazing.

Though he is not subtle. At all.

You can feel the heart eyes from across the room, the ghoul looks lovesick.

There’s more incidents of “bumping into you on accident” as well. He just wants to be close to you, even if he’s super nervous and shy when you both talk.

You may start to notice your favourite snacks appearing in your workspace as well as lots of flowers.

You end up walking in on Ifrit leaving a love letter and movie tickets on your bed. He was too shy to ask you out face to face.

Naturally the only logical way to break through that shyness is have him read the letter to you. Ask you out properly.

Once he’s got you? Enjoy your oversized puppy. You are the most important part of his day.

And yes. His tail wags a mile a minute whenever he sees you. He’s always excited to see his favourite sibling.

He’s always extra excited when you seek him out for kisses too.

Everyday is the best day ever for him because he has you. You’re his.

Zephyr

Zephyr is a ghoul that when determined, he knows what he wants. Normally he will go get what he wants.

However, they’re unfortunately all to aware not everyone wants a significant other with as many medical issues that they have. They get it in their head that because of the bad days, you wouldn’t want them.

The other members of the pack mention how you seem very important to them. How Zephyr lights up when you’re around.

He’s very sweet to you, bringing you drinks and snacks if he notices you working long hours. Stealing you away for breaks.

They’re completely enamoured by you, but that mental block of not feeling enough stops them for a long while from confessing his feelings.

Until one day when you come to check on them during a rough day. He’s laying in bed as you sit close to them, softly cupping their cheek and asking if they need anything. Anything at all.

It’s all it takes for him to quietly mumble “you.” Then steal a gentle kiss. Just the fact you came to check on them makes their heart soar.

Once you’re by their side, the bad days don’t seem nearly as awful. He jokes that you could fix them just by smiling like that everyday.

Not that he feels it necessary to be fixed. Not anymore. The most perfect person in the ministry thinks that he’s perfect just as he is.

That’s enough for them.

Swiss

He’ll find excuses to spend time with you. Or you’ll find xem looking over at you a lot.

Once it’s sure you are right for him…

He will most likely just pick you up and kidnap you.

In the nicest way possible…

It’s also already declared you his mate.

Luckily for you, you’ve been pining after xem for a while.

But still xey could have just asked, he got totally carried away.

He's so excited to be spending time with you, it’s infectious, as is its happiness.

Xey’ll offer you a puff on his vape.

Once you agree to be with xem he’ll give you a bite on the shoulder and declare it’s official.

Sodo

You two are friends, good friends but he just can't understand why he wants to spend more and more time with you. Why he misses you...

His way of pining is more like biting. He bites you a lot, just randomly comes up to you and bites you on the shoulder, or arm.

He would stop if you really wanted but you don't seem to be too annoyed at him. A little irritated at times yes but you never actually seem properly annoyed, in fact he saw you repressing a smile.

This just confirms to him you are the right person, he starts showing off a little around you.

Eventually he'll sit down next to you, bit your shoulder and say "you know you are my mate right?"

He tries to hide his nerves as he waits for you to respond, he glares at Aether as he walks past.

When you finally smile and say you thought he would never realise he just takes your face in his hand and kisses you. A very passionate lingering kiss. "There, now it's really official." You know him well enough to know that a kiss from Sodo is a rare precious thing and that makes you smile so much, it lights up your entire face. He really does like you, more than likes you...

Rain

She's a bit shy at first. Starts with anonymously leaving you small gifts that slowly become romantic.

Ver pining is discreet at first as he investigates if you like the gifts.

The gifts slowly become more personal over time, slowly hinting at who is sending them.

Ve giggles to himself in bed after seeing you smile at the gifts.

She's happy you love them! She really is!

Ve only gets caught because of his own clumsiness.

You know Rain's biggest enemy? The stairs?

Yeah, that's what defeats her. He left the gift at your doorstep, knocked and tried to run off...

Only to trip on the fucking stairs.

And that's the story of how Rain got caught, awkwardly confessed and somehow managed to get a partner.

Aether

Aether is very much aware of his feelings, but he also thinks you wouldn't like him.

So he stays distant, watching carefully and leaving you the sweetest notes in the world. Little treats and things that he noticed that you liked.

It would take him months to even let you realize he's almost always in the same room with you, and then he would just give you a quick smile and walk out the room, it too much to see you looking at him.

But he's only so strong.

He would break eventually, and just shoving you against the closest wall and kissing you like he would be sent back to the pit's if he didn't. Putting nearly a year of want and need into the kiss.

And then you have no chance of getting away from him. You're his now.

Mountain

So many plants.

He's not all that great with words, so he communicates with plants. Roses and daises, all the plants that you could ever want, and they will always be in the absolute best condition and if you're someone who smokes, you get the very best weed.

He leaves the plants with instructions to keep them healthy and little love notes right outside your door. Crouched down and bent uncomfortably to make sure you get it.

And when he finally gets the metal strength to confess?

His hands are shaking and he can barely get the words out. And when you accept his affection? Oh he's over the moon.

Not too much changes, but he is always at your side, arms wrapped around you and kisses your head with every change he gets. He's yours, and you are his, after all.

Phantom

Very excitable and affectionate.

They don't really pine much they just kinda bound over to you.

He very shyly asks if he can kiss you on the cheek. Xey will be totally okay with it if you say no, but if you say yes then well...

They'll give you one little kiss and grin, he's just so exited and happy. It then asks you to go on a date and you agree.

Then it's lots of little kisses all the time. On your face and neck mainly to begin with. Also xey'll kiss the back of your hand to say goodnight, then he'll try its luck and kiss up your arm.

You just get swept along by their energy and before you know it you are spending your evenings with them sat in your lap cuddling you.

He'll nuzzle into you a lot and if it is ever stressed or anything they'll bury xeir face in your neck, the scent of you just calms him.

Phil

He's pretty straightforward about it, honestly.

He befriends you at first, just to see how that's gonna go.

And eventually you both just grow closer.

After a few weeks, he asks you out on a date.

It goes smoothly, since you two were already good friends and you both had feelings for each other.

So there's not much pining here, I guess?

But there is a look of longing in his eyes whenever he looks at you for too long.

Cirrus

Just like Phil, she doesn't do pining, honestly.

Ze's a straightforward and confident person.

If she likes you, ze will walk up to you and ask you out.

Funnily enough, she will pine for you once you're in a relationship.

Ze's gonna stay awake for hours to gush over you and imagine scenarios with dreamy sighs as she kicks zir feet in delight.

She's a bit weird like that, but it's adorable.

Cumulus

She's very calm about it.

You can catch her sending soft, lovestruck looks your way, maybe a soft sigh here and there.

And the sweetest, softest smile.

She will just sorta approach you one day with a dessert she made and offer you some.

And as you share the dessert, she asks if you'd like to try getting to know each other better and maybe try out something romantic.

She's all smiley when you say yes.

Even sweeter than she usually is.

Sunshine

Feral jumpy bitey lady is kinda like a cat here.

Watches you, her pupils huge as she just has this tiny little smile on her face, literally going around like :> whenever you're around.

Does this cute thing where she just sorta peeks in wherever you are, like one of those cute smiling cats.

You eventually approach her, unable to help your giggles as you ask her if she needs something.

She meows at you before laughing, and asking you out.

Happy purrs and nuzzles ensue when you say yes.

Aurora

They've learned how to flirt from Swiss and Cumulus. She's... a bit all over the place.

On one hand, she causes chaos. On the other hand, she does sweet things.

For example, they make you cupcakes, but decorate them with dumb shit.

One muffin can be Hello Kitty, the other can be a weirdly detailed penis.

Ends up organizing the sweetest, most adorable picnic...

And hits you with the weirdest, most twisted pick-up line known to man.

But she's adorable so of course you fall for it.

Mist

Similarily to some ghouls in this post, Mist does not do pining.

He's sorta like Phil in this regard, if Phil wasn't... well, Phil.

She likes you, she comes up to you, she asks if you wanna go out.

And when you say yes, he plans a big ass ambitious date (he takes you to McDonald's).

No pining involved. Just good old "I like you, wanna date?" and that's pretty much it.

Phantom, Sodo and Swiss written by Nyx.

Alpha, Ifrit and Zephyr written by Death.

Omega, Rain, Phil, Cirrus, Cumulus, Sunshine, Aurora and Mist written by Nosferatu.

Taglist: @charlie-is-a-menace @copias-fluffy-asscheeks @randodummy @tuttifuckinfruttifriday @calliedion-dungeon @randominstake @callmeicaro @nuntia @dio-niisio @mamacarlyle @mybotanicaldemise @igodownjustlikeholymary @natoncesaid @bloodmoon-bites

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hypnoneghoul · 3 months

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HYPNONE!!!

Can we get your thoughts on phantom tummy 🙏 if you have any

if I have ANY??? bestie i have a looooot i love phantom tummy!!! you get half ficlet half ramble about phantummy because i love it and have evil thoughts about it heheheh its partially nsfw... piss and breeding kinda mention

The ghouls probably didn’t know Phantom had a tummy, really, in the first place. He’s not a total noodle like Rain, Dew or Mountain. He’s not soft and squishy like Aether or Swiss. What he is is kinda the best of both worlds, if you ask me. And you did, so now deal with it.

Anyway, so between Phantom’s summoning and the tour there wasn’t much time to… explore, and then the tour itself was a one big workout, so it took time for the phantummy to really make an appearance. Once it does, everyone is crazy about it.

It’s a cute little thing, just a pudge but it can—and does—make others lose their damn minds, and the cock having ones hard, way more often than it would be considered normal.

Some of them can be normal about it about… 50% of the time, at best. Those would be Cumulus, Cirrus, Aether and, surprisingly, Dewdrop. He’s just too attached to the swummy, you know, he feels like he’s cheating. But they are the ones that can still behave when Phantom wears a crop top or anything that puts them at risk of the phantummy exposure. It’s deadly *wink*

Cumulus loves to paint it red and purple with bite marks when she sucks Phantom off so good he’s crying, but then also she’ll nuzzle her face into it and lick him apologetically. It tickles.

Cirrus likes teasing him by humping his tummy instead of sitting on his cock when she ties him up to the bed heheh

Aether just likes to grab it and squish it and leave it bruised with the shape of his fingers. Whether it's during sexy time or just cuddles he must have his hands on the phantummy.

Dewdrop is similar, for him it's kind of a stim toy. He loves to bite, though. Not like Cumulus, he just likes to sink his teeth in and hold. Oral fixation who?

The middle of the spectrum is taken by Swiss, Aurora, Sunny and Rain.

Swiss gets turned on by the existence of that thing alone. He can’t explain it. Before Phantom he never understood why everyone was so obsessed with his own belly… now he does. It's just hot. He likes to hold it in his big hands when he spoons Phantom from behind and squish it. Also when he fucks him from behind. Would hump it, too.

For Aurora it's literally just a sex toy what can I say. The entirety of Phantom is, but the tummy is just top tier. She’ll lick it, bite it, hump it, knead it, literally whatever, but her favorite thing to do is dress Phantom up in some pretty tight lingerie that makes it get squished and spill around the elastic bands and lace just so.

Sunny just wants rut her cock against it. That’s kinda it. It became one of her favorite sex things in general to do after all that time with Aether when the rest was on tour.

Rain is a freak, I think we all know it by now. He treats Phantom’s tummy like a third boob, making it as sensitive, somehow. He’ll hump it too, gladly, but his favorite is to piss on it and watch it spill down that bit of fat. Also the piss collecting in his belly button <3

The least normal about it is Mountain. Oh boy… he’s insane. Phantom flashes him with his tummy for a millisecond and Mountain’s so hard it hurts before his brain even catches up to what his eyes saw. He has no idea what’s so hot about it but he’s truly crazy. If he gets riled up enough as he fucks Phantom, the sight alone or the feel of the softness under his hands is enough to make him cum. What fucks him up the best is the way that tummy looks with his cock buried balls deep in Phantom. The bulge is so big and Mountain will fuck his knot and his load into him as many times as he’ll let him just to watch it grow. After they’re done, the big guy has to sleep with his face in it. This alone can be aftercare for him. He wraps his lanky limbs around Phantom’s leg and uses his tummy like a pillow. 9 times out of 10 in those situations Phantom will be woken up to Mountain humping his leg and whining into his tummy. He doesn’t complain.

#hypnone's asks #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #phantom ghoul #cw piss #cw breeding

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gottagho-st · 4 months

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Hey my spooky lil lovebugs ✨

I have a gift for yall - pls enjoy it thoroughly 🫶🫶🫶

anywayyyyy without further adieu… have some silly lil ghouls being ridiculously in love:

Whilst i’m here i wanna say a huge thank you to my darling friends @swissndewdrop, @sexy-sea-basss for being so supportive of this work and allllll of my works, and of course to the sweetest @rainyhoursinhell, even if u aren’t here on the hellsite, i so so appreciate your kindness always 🤍🫶

p much the exact same but the backgrounds ever so slightly different i just couldn’t decide mmkay

soooo turns out i need to update my Phantom/Aeon design bc i might have fallen in love with this colour scheme & lightning combo for his skin a lil bit… also dew has tatts try and change my mind (spoiler; you cannot)

enjoy my lovelies 🤍✨🦇

#spooks draws #nameless ghouls #the band ghost #phantom ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #phantom x dewdrop #aeon ghoul #they’re in love #boyfriends fr #ghost bc #don’t ask how long it took to get the hand right i stg #nearly went insane #Enjoy 🫶#spooks originals

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forlorn-crows · 10 months

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crow. babe. darling. my love.

do you know what i need? i need aeon and dew reluctantly being sweet. all the tension that's hung in the air between them dissolving as one of them sneaks into bed because being alone is too much right now, even if their only option is someone who (they think) hates them.

i know you know what i mean.

oh wow how convenient of an ask. would you look at that. and from my sweet darling mal. however could you have known what i wanted to write today. that is crazy (tee hee)

what is ALSO crazy is APPARENTLY @miasmaghoul and i, onCE AGAIN, have the same braincell and wrote basically the same fucking thing at the same fucking time. no, i literally told her nothing about what i was writing beyond "aeon/dew comfort somethin somethin", and she told me nothing about hers. love you bitch

a little bit of aeon/dew Feelings. breaking down walls and such. @waywardsamaritan inspired me to write them with their fic about dew bein all sweet to aeon.

iimagazh means 'little light' in ghoulish; word so graciously borrowed from mal's big lore brain

Dew flips around for what feels like the hundredth time, smushing his cheek into his pillow with more force than necessary. Sleep continues to slip through his claws like fine sand, leaving a heavy weight of . . . something in its wake. Maybe it’s just insomnia or uncomfortable bus bunks. Maybe it’s the pinprick of emptiness gnawing at the back of his brainstem, a feeling that situated itself there as soon as they left for tour.

He wishes Aether were here. To pull him close with those big, warm arms. Aid his addled mind. Kiss him on his hairline and lull him to sleep with a few well-placed waves of quintessence.

But he’s not.

Instead, Dew stares across the aisle at Aeon’s sleeping form. His eyes roam over his back, bouncing between his wide shoulders. His chest rises and falls evenly in sleep. Lucky bastard, the fire ghoul thinks. Envious. He can almost feel the tug of Aeon’s magick from here, the tiniest tingling at the edges of his awareness. Dew can recognize it well enough, even if it’s not the same brand, so to speak. It’s more subtle than Aether’s, more demure. For as big as his presence is on stage, his magickal footprint is anything but. Aeon’s is more of a low hum, stuck in a tight aura around his vessel. It doesn’t quite warm a room like Aether’s, big in energy and personality as he is. But Dew’s caught the edge of his quintessence enough times to start to get familiar with its calm, yet electric spirals.

It’s dangerously tempting now, even with their strained relationship. Dew clutches the pillow in his arms a little tighter, scoots closer to the edge of the bunk. He could crawl in with Mountain, as he’s done already so many nights prior. Tucked himself into his nest of long limbs, drawing close to the steady, grounding beat of his heart in his rumbling chest. Putting him as close as he can to their oldest bond.

He’s just not Aether. And as much as he hates to admit it, he misses the calming touch of quintessence in general, not just from his mate.

Dew feels vulnerable. Like his longing has cracked open a chasm in his chest and left him open. Wanting.

His body is moving before his brain can ruminate any further. He slips down from his bunk, careful to avoid the creak of the built-in’s edge. Dew pads across the small aisle, standing dumbly in front of Aeon’s bunk. Breathing as quietly as his lungs will allow.

Fuck it.

Deftly, the fire ghoul climbs over Aeon and into his bunk, nearly launching himself into the back wall in effort not to jostle the other ghoul. The quintessence ghoul grumbles a little at the dip in the mattress but doesn't fully wake. Dew situates himself close to his front, moving to curl his limbs into himself so as not to touch. Just enough to be close.

"Hmm . . . iimagazh. . ." Aeon mumbles, pulling the fire ghoul to his chest and throwing a leg over his hips. The lisp of infernal language makes Dew’s breath hitch, let alone the way Aeon easily slots himself against his suddenly over-warm body and presses his nose against the crown of his head, right between the horns, and sighs heavily.

This is not how this was supposed to go. He can’t know it’s Dew. There’s no reason to elicit such an intimate reaction from someone he’s barely even touched beyond a civil handshake. The fire ghoul holds his breath and wishes he could whisk himself back to his bunk.

It only takes a few more moments before Aeon unsurprisingly stirs, brow furrowing as he no doubt inhales the scent of fresh shampoo and burnt spices. The quintessence ghoul lets out a confused chirp, shifting back to blink open his eyes and stare at the ghoul in his arms.

Dew’s eyes are as wide as saucers, fingers curled weakly into Aeon’s sleep shirt. Aeon flicks his gaze all over, realization blooming across his cheeks in the form of a lilac blush, visible even in the dim of the bunk.

“Uh.” He clears his throat weakly. “Thought you were ‘Rora,” Aeon mutters, avoiding Dew’s eyes in the dark. He moves to pull away, but Dew interrupts.

“Is it . . . okay that I’m not?”

Aeon makes a small noise, a cross between surprise and disbelief. He hovers between too far and close enough, breaths as shallow as a rabbit’s. Something unreadable crosses his face, but eventually he relaxes a little. Tentatively rests a hand on Dew’s hip. “S-sure. It’s alright.”

“Okay.”

He’s not sure which of them moves first. But soon after he speaks the word they’re pressed together once more, skinny legs intertwined and Aeon’s arms holding him close. He’s surprisingly dense, if Dew had to choose a word for it. He’s not as big and soft as Aether—he’s closer to Dew’s own physique, with a dash of Rain’s height and limber joints. But there’s still a gentle edge to him, comforting in a different way—smells different too. Like the static in the air before a storm, like cool air and myrrh. Yet underneath the mark of quintessence is something else; sage, a hint of metallic tang, and the smell of sap that bursts from a freshly broken branch. Earthy.

Dew doesn’t want to unpack how that makes him feel right now.

Silence passes between them, broken only by the shuffle of limbs, Mountain's snores from the bunk above, and the dull rumble of the tires on the road.

"Thought you hated me," Aeon whispers.

Dew sighs. Rubs his face into Aeon's shirt. "Don't hate you. M' sorry."

A beat. Then: “I’m glad you don’t.” Dew lifts his head up, face now millimeters from Aeon’s, tips of their noses barely brushing. Copper eyes gaze into dark ashy brown ones, searching. The quintessence ghoul reaches up and brushes a stray strand of hair back behind Dew’s horns, touch feather-light. And though Aeon’s gaze dips down to his mouth, almost imperceptibly, he only leans in to place a chaste kiss to his forehead before tucking his head back under his chin with a slow exhale. In a way, Dew’s thankful for that. He slips his arms around Aeon’s middle, shuffling as close as possible before allowing himself to close his eyes and release the last bit of tension still straightening his spine.

Mountain’s the first one up in the morning, dropping down from his bunk with a soft thud. He’s met with the sight of the two lanky ghouls absolutely tangled up in each other in the same small bunk, Dew notably flung across Aeon’s torso and drooling onto his shoulder. The earth ghoul looks at them with amused shock, fondness tugging at his heart a little.

“Oh ho ho, look what we have—” Swiss is immediately silenced by a well-deserved pillow smack from across the aisle. Mountain frowns at him, miming for the multi ghoul to shut his mouth.

“Not a word,” he hisses. Mountain presses into his mind instead. That, the earth ghoul points to them, is the best sleep he has gotten this entire time.

Swiss holds his hands up in surrender, smirk tugging at his lips. Okay, okay. I’ll let the gremlin and his new friend have their beauty sleep.

#ask #mal #ficlet #the band ghost #the band ghost fanfic #ghost fanfic #fanfic #aeon ghoul #phantom ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #dew/aeon #aeon/dew #phantom/dew #dew/phantom #swiss ghoul #mountain ghoul #first time writing the new bug how do we feel #hurt/comfort

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