#Cumulus/Cirrus

[palesweetsdeer]

You feel me? (Also, I need your cumulus, or else I will disintegrate)

I feel you

I need them both carnally

[kabukiaku]

Are there any other ghost ships that you like other than terzo and omega?

here are some that I enjoy!

alpha/omega

secondo/alpha

terzo/omega/alpha

copia/aether

copia/dewdrop

cumulus/cirrus

those have circled around my brain and have stayed. :)

[forlorn-crows]

𝒌𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒎𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 / 𝒊 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒕𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒚 31: 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚*

pairing(s): cirrus/cumulus, rain/swiss (background) words: 1298

*little sprinkle of humiliation, a little sprinkle of public sex for this one

Cirrus counts the taps on the inside of her knee: one, two, three, four . . . on the fifth, Cumulus gives her a squeeze. It sends an unnecessary zing up her thigh, sensation of the other ghoulette’s fingers on her bare leg heightened from a few glasses of wine. The air is already stuffy enough in the back corner of the bar, some well-loved, dark, yet far too posh thing in the middle of downtown Somewhere. Cirrus doesn’t remember where. All she knows is she had to get out of that hotel and actually relax a little. 

Cumulus never misses an opportunity to dress up, and Rain never misses the chance to get a fancy little cocktail while being Swiss’ arm candy for the night. They make a good little group.

Cumulus, though, is decidedly not being good. And Cirrus is regretting her decision to wear a skirt. 

“And then he called me Ryan,” Rain continues, rolling his eyes. He flips an elegant hand in annoyance. “As if I look like a Ryan. Spelled it out for him, too. ‘Like a raincloud,’ because he gave me a weird look the first time I said it.”

“The audacity,” Swiss empathizes teasingly. 

Rain just sighs. “He was abysmally straight. Had to be; no man ever gets my name wrong.” 

“A straight guy working at a Starbucks? Is that even possible?” Cumulus chirps. Her hand inches towards the hem of Cirrus’ skirt, and she nearly drops her pita chip back into the artichoke dip. 

Swiss snorts. “That’s what I said.”

Cirrus clears her throat. “What was his name?” She rescues her bite and plops it into her mouth, doing her best to ignore the hand on her thigh and the rising heat on her face. Cirrus is not someone who normally touches in public. Cumulus knows this. And Cumulus uses this to her advantage now and again, when she’s feeling particularly frisky. When she feels like flustering Cirrus to high hell. 

“George.” Rain scrunches his nose. An amused groan rings out across the group. The water ghoul nods in an over-animated way, stirring his bright green drink with its tiny black straw. “I. Know,” he lilts. “Probably has a brother named Paul, and a best friend named Brandon, or another choice of the five different boring names humans pick for their baby boys.” 

Cumulus giggles. Her hand rubs up and down on the inside of Cirrus’ thigh. She takes another sip of her wine, hoping her side eye will make her stop. All she’s met with is an expectant raise of her eyebrows, and still, she squeezes her under the table. Even dares to pull her legs further apart.

Lus, she hisses mentally.

What? she replies, all fake innocence. Another squeeze, dipping right past the hem of her skirt. Her stomach flips hotly, and she nearly chokes on her drink. 

“Oh, Cir���”

“Fine,” she mouths through a coughing fit. “Just—swallowed wrong.”

Rain gives her a genuinely worried look. “You sure? I could get you some water?” He points his thumb back towards the bar, already getting out of his seat.

Cirrus waves her hands back and forth, finally able to swallow down the last of her sip. “No, no, baby, ‘m fine.” She brushes a tear from her eye.

“Hey now, Rain’s my baby tonight,” Swiss jokes, throwing an arm around said water ghoul. “Aren’t ya?”

“If you keep buying me drinks, I’ll be anything you want.”

Swiss smiles. “You got it, princess,” he growls playfully against his ear. Cirrus doesn’t miss the glance he throws at Cumulus. She throbs out of nowhere, and she can practically feel Cumulus’ delight at the way her face flushes deeper. Her perfect fingers dance even higher before sliding into the place Cirrus’ thighs press together. The air ghoulette clenches her jaw. 

She doesn’t pay attention to the rest of the conversation. Not when Cumulus is touching her like this. She can’t. The wine makes her sensitive, breaks through her normal, even composure. Every little wriggle of her fingers makes her breathless, and her core lights up with arousal without her permission. Clit growing achy between her folds. 

Mercifully, the boys slide out of their side of the booth. To get more drinks, for Swiss to take a smoke break, to fuck in the bathroom, Cirrus doesn’t know. All she can do is sink back into the faux leather upholstery with a throaty whine. 

“Must you do this to me here,” she grits out between glamoured teeth. 

“It’s boring, listening to Rain complain about boys,” Cumulus deflects. 

Her fingers press hard, right where Cirrus has wanted them for the last fifteen minutes. She can’t choke back the noise it wrings from her in time, and if Cumulus’ ears were normal, they’d perk up happily at the sound. Too proud of herself. Cirrus sinks lower in her seat, further into her hand.

Cumulus scootches closer. “Just look so good in that skirt, dovey, I had to touch. And the nice panties? You spoil me, baby.” 

Cirrus attempts to steel her face, sighing through her nose and closing her eyes. “I cannot with you right now.”

Cumulus pets along her clothed cunt with one finger, and, to her dismay, Cirrus can feel slick soak into the fabric when she presses near her entrance. “Seems like you can,” Cumulus trills. She leans in close, pressing her lips to her ear. “Think I can make you cum before they get back?”

Cirrus’ eyes shoot open, widening with disbelief. “What,” she croaks. 

That finger turns into two, rubbing in earnest. “Bar line is pretty long,” Cumulus continues. Her other hand snakes down and pulls Cirrus’ knees even further apart. “Oooh, dovey; maybe they snuck into the bathroom and Swiss is eating Rain out against the wall. Tongue really getting in there.”

“Cumulus,” Cirrus groans, throbbing hard against her fingers. She’s hot down there now, heat no doubt rolling over Cumulus’ hand.

She laughs, beautiful and melodic and predatory. “Wish that were you, don’t you?” she whispers into her ear. “He’d push up this little skirt and pull aside your cute little undies and make you cream on his face.”

Cirrus digs her nails into the worn upholstery. Every time Cumulus’ finger passes over her clit, her thigh twitches and shakes like a damned dog. 

“Or,” she just keeps torturing her, “I could get under the table and do it myself.” 

“Satanas, what is wrong with you?” The sentence doesn’t land the way she intends, morphing into distress instead of distaste. The way the booth curves in front of them, no one would really be able to see what’s going on beneath the table, but Cirrus is sure her face would give everything away, should anyone glance back at their corner. 

“Absolutely nothing,” she says breezily. “Just havin’ a little fun, dovey. Oooh, what does Mountain call you again? His nightingale. So slight and sleek. Did he help you shave again? Can tell you’re so smooth down here. Bet you’d be all shiny if I pulled these away—” Cumulus moves like she’s going to do just that, briefly hooking a finger into one side of the crotch. Before Cirrus can slap her hand away, she’s snapping the elastic and returning to her merciless rubbing. 

It’s too smooth, the way her fingers glide over her, even over the panties. Pleasure really starting to spike. Cirrus jumps when she thinks she sees Rain peek his head over the crowd, but it’s not him.

“So jumpy when you’re flustered, dovey,” Cumulus coos somewhat meanly. Her hand presses harder. “What do you think, you wanna give me a nice pretty orgasm at the table? Or are you gonna drip over the seat if you do?” 

Cirrus wheezes and slides further down in the seat.

[chocochipjewel]

MiniFemSlashFem2025 Day 19: Please… Sing With Me (by @astrobookwormsinger)

(deep breath) I'm kinda nervous about this one cause I feel like I need to explain a lot of things. So you know how the original canon of Ghost is that the ghouls are resurrected people, just like the Papas? I'm sure most of that has gone out of canon with Copia's biggest fear being death in RHRN—wouldn't work if he was a zombie Pope as originally envisioned.

But I really like thinking that the ghouls are more human than most of the fan designs, not straight up zombies, but mostly-humanoid bodies "summoned" out of hell to serve. Maybe made to resemble humans but created by hell, so they retain some "hellish" features such as the horns and tail (I don't want to deviate too far from fanon😭 plus that's fun). Therefore their skin is more grey than "normal" humans (but still has skin tones), their hair can be whatever, and they still have body types. Also, I want them to resemble the person who summoned them in one way or another, and since all the Emerituses have the white left eye, I gave them their element markings over that eye to sort of have some sort of "marking" which I feel they would naturally have.

Our lore also includes other things, such as "faded" old markings of elementally transitioned ghouls such as Dew (like top surgery scars!), the idea of ghoul essences (LONG story), ghoul polyamory and ghoul life mating, ghoul and Papa connections, and finally, their affinity to their element(s). Maybe I'll explain everything in a long comic or textpost like that Ghoul Summoning Guide one day. Along with all my other ghoul designs cause I'm so happy with most of them :3

Anyway now that that's done here's Cirrus and Cumulus! To me Cumulus is the polite Mom Friend of the Era 4/5 ghouls + Copia (and a very powerful ghoulette because the other Air ghouls usually have one/two pianos and she's in RHRN with SIX) while Cirrus is more bolder and a bit showy (as seen with her Mummy Dust solos!) and I wanted their faces to reflect that. Yes the background is meant to be pianos and yes it sucks I know😭 and Cirrus isn't listed as a singer in RHRN end credits IIRC but I'm almost sure she used to sing in Prequelle-era tours if not anymore??? Wikipedia says so at least????? So they're singing. Together <3

I'M SORRY I TYPED TOO MUCH JUST ENJOY ELEMENTAL HELLBORN GIRLFRIENDS

[ashthewaterghoul]

Mushy May Day 21: Souvenirs - Aurora/Cirrus/Cumulus/Sunshine

Prompt list by @forlorn-crows can be found here All my Mushy May will be slightly shorter stories and can also be found on ao3 :) Sorry I've been slacking with these. That final uni exam really took it all out of me lol. I plan to fully catch up this coming week so expect a few stories. Thank you for your patience! :D Words - 850

    Cirrus practically had to sit on Aurora’s lap as they neared the Abbey once more. Not only were they happy to be home but the two Ghoulettes were most excited about seeing their beloved Cumulus and Sunshine again after all the weeks apart.

    The girls had pulled off quite a feat by all mating with each other and stretching the bond across the four of them. It was entirely unheard of to have three mated together, let alone four but they did it and they loved the connection they shared.

    It did mean that tours were particularly brutal for those bonds feeling stretched thin by the distance between them, but they all rested a little easier knowing that Cirrus and Aurora had each other and so did Cumulus and Sunshine.

    The bus pulled into the Ministry’s driveway and all four girls felt giddy laughs bubbling from their chests as they felt their web of a mating bond reignite and flare with all the love they all shared for each other. It only burned brighter as the door to the bus opened and they all ran into each other’s arms, right where they would always be if they could have any say in the matter. Many kisses and purrs and chirps were given by the quartet and they all linked arms as they walked back up to their room in the den, ready to make up for all the time they had lost with each other.

    A little later after all that and after a rather cramped bath to help clean each other up, they dried off and snuggled, telling each other all the stories from tour and goings-on from the Ministry too – as if they hadn’t been on the phone with each other every day and night telling their tales.

    “Oh, Cir, can we give them their gifts?” Aurora asked as she looked over Cumulus’ shoulder to see the taller Air Ghoulette.

    “You bought us gifts?” Sunshine smiled into the back of the smaller Multi’s neck.

    “Of course we did.” Aurora chirped as her tail wrapped around Sunny’s waist and gave it a loving squeeze.

    “Yes, Cherry Pie, of course you can get the gifts.” Cirrus smiled and all of them sat up as Aurora skipped over to the suitcase all the souvenirs were in.

    “That’s just presents?” Cumulus said with disbelief as Aurora hauled over the luggage that was pretty much half the size of her.

    “Some is from fans too!” Aurora said as she unzipped it.

    Cirrus joined her to quickly sort out the items before putting them in rather inelegant piles in front of each of her mates.

    Cumulus and Sunshine both kissed their lovers in thanks before they started going through their piles. There was many novelty shot glasses and magnets from all the countries they went to, plenty of chocolate and alcohol too, of course.

    Sunshine had a myriad of country flag bikinis as she rather loves to show her chest off since it started growing while on HRT, and Cumulus had lots of figurines of national birds for her affinity with ornithology.

    Both retired Ghoulettes also had some presents from the fans too – some meant for them and some that Cirrus and Aurora thought were better suited for the two that stayed behind.

    “It reminded me of the trans flag.” Aurora said as Sunshine picked up a kandi bracelet with the shorter Ghoulette’s name on it.

    Sunny purred as she looked at the pale pinks and blues and silvers on the bracelet.

    “It does.” She agreed as she slipped it onto her wrist, “And now I get to wear my best girl’s name too.” She grinned and kissed Aurora sweetly.

    “Hey!” Cirrus and Cumulus protested.

    “As if you both aren’t each other’s favourites!” Aurora defended, giggling when the two Air Ghoulettes conceded.

    “Darling, why is this in my pile?” Cumulus asked Cirrus as she held up a bedazzled inhaler case.

    “Ah shit, I put that in the wrong suitcase.” Cirrus smiled as she took it back, fitting it to her own inhaler.

    “That little store was so cute. Bedazzled everything!” Aurora said with a dreamy look on her face as she remembers the little hole-in-the-wall shop they found on their travels.

    “Oh, I bet you were as close to heaven as you could get.” Cumulus laughed as she brought Aurora to sit on her lap, Cirrus going to sit behind Sunshine.

    Aurora nodded. “It was gorgeous.”

    “I had to make sure she didn’t spend all her money in there.” Cirrus smiled as she wrapped her arms around Sunshine’s tummy.

    “A very valiant effort indeed.” Sunny said with a lopsided smile as she leaned back into Cirrus’ hold.

    After the mandatory cuddle break, they were back to going through everything that was brought back for Cumulus and Sunshine, and all happy to be back together once more. The girls had always had a formidable bond and they knew it would be strong enough to survive this distance, but nothing beat the feeling of having them all back in the same nest once more.

[arcaneacolyte]

Mushy May Day 4: Wound Tending/First Aid Mess with a Harpy and Die

Pairings: Cirrus/Cumulus

Words: 668

WARNINGS: Murder Ghoul Cumulus (Mentioned, not explicitly written here), Lots of Blood, Wound Care/First Aid, Mention of Assault and Stabbing

Thank you so much @forlorn-crows for the Mushy May Prompts. If you want to join in, you can check those out here!

Read below or on AO3!

"He deserved it," Cumulus growls softly under her breath, blowing a piece of her blood soaked bangs out of her eyes. The weight of the drying blood just makes it flop back, and she sighs, staring at it hanging between her brows.

Cirrus hums mildly, the soaked washcloth in her hand passing over the other Ghoulette's ribs, gently scrubbing away blood that she knows for a fact isn't Cumulus'. "I never said he didn't..." she replies calmly, using the hand not holding the rag to lift up Cumulus' arm a little further. "How in the Unholy Father's name did you get his blood in your armpit?" she asks through a small chuckle, scrubbing with a little more fervor against the white hairs there. She’s going to be dyed pastel pink at this point.

Cumulus sniffs sharply once, and lets Cirrus move her easily. When she had said that the blood on her mostly wasn't hers, she didn't mean it like in those corny action movies that Swiss and Phantom—and secretly Rain though he would never actually admit it—liked to watch.

She had torn him limb from limb. 

The bathwater shifts and echos as Cirrus pulls the plug to drain it again. She hums a wordless tune under her breath, gently cleaning the red away to reveal stunning gray skin, almost silver while covered in little droplets of water. Cirrus can't help but chirp appreciatively as the muted red trickles across Cumulus' skin as she cleans, the sharp copper scent of human blood slowly dissipating in favor of Cumulus' natural scent. Jasmine, honeysuckle and roses, with just the right acrid tinge of the anger still permeating it. Cirrus smiles again. Her little Bleeding Heart.

It was Cirrus' idea to clean Cumulus off. The smaller Air Ghoulette has a tendency to dwell too much if she cleans herself off, looking down at the blood and remembering the reason why it's there. She also has a propensity to overscrub her skin and make it cracked and dried out, so Cirrus always offers.

"I mean he just.....blatantly groped that sister in front of everyone!" Cumulus growls again, her tail thwapping the edge of the tub. "Like he thought that being a part of a Satanic church gives him free reign to be a ra—"

"—and now he's dead," Cirrus interrupts, cutting her packmate off with a quiet but sharp tone. She knows if she doesn’t, Cumulus will just rile herself up even further.

Their eyes meet, and Cumulus sags in the water a little, her knees poking up like two little islands in a sea of muted pink as the water rises around her. "Good riddance" She mumbles.

"Good riddance," Cirrus agrees, reaching to push the stubborn sleeve of her shirt over her elbow again. After another few minutes of quiet water sloshing and cleaning, the taller Ghoulette reaches with a wet hand to push the bloody bangs out of Cumulus' face. "You did the right thing," she assures. She always does, knows how loud Cumulus’ brain gets. She genuinely likes humans, so whenever something like this happens…..

Cumulus is quiet for a few moments longer, before glancing at Cirrus out of the corner of her eye. "He probably would have lived longer if he didn't stab me...."

Cirrus chuffs fondly, her tail entwining with Cumulus' outside the tub. She runs the cloth gingerly over the still slightly oozing wound, the color a deep grey-blue. The same color that runs through Cirrus' own veins. It's superficial, already almost healed due to their biology, but Cirrus can't help the curling of her top lip, exposing one of her fangs.

The other Ghoulette notices of course, and she raises a hand out of the water to gently place it on Cirrus' free one on the edge of the tub. "He got what he deserved...." she assures, then smiles with her teeth, fangs still tinged pink.

Cirrus can't help but smile back, leaning forward to peck Cumulus on the lips. "Well done, my Sky...."

[sonnenflamme]

Kinktober Day 10 - Group Sex

(Prompt list by @kroas-adtam )

Anyone down for 3.2k words of ghoulette group sex with all 5 ghoulettes? Including lovely DP, straps and a total of 8 orgasms?

I got just the thing for you:

Title:

Take another taste of me

Pairing: Mist/Cumulus/Cirrus/Aurora/Sunshine

Rating: Explicit

Summary:

It’s for plans like these that Cirrus and Cumulus are glad they have a bed as big as theirs.

“Rora, can I? Please?“

She smiles in return. It‘s a matter of very few minutes now.

Read on ao3

Obligatory tag @ghouletteanon for ghoulette reasons (please lmk if you want me to stop doing that)

[bonesy-doodles]

And the Ghouls are done! They are all soooo,,, twirls hair,,,, Tell me who's your favorite!!! And don't be afraid to ask for my ghouls head canons!!! I'd love to share <33333

[ratinhatsstuff]

Oh, I just had a thought — it would be nice to draw ghouls, you know

They could totally replace light bulbs! :D

[pomidaea]

Ghoul doodles #1

[bon-nobody]

Ghouls, ghouls, ghouls! (Impera)

[serpentine-illusion]

THEY WENT ON TOUR AND THERE WAS ONLY ONE BED FOR THE ENTIRE BAND?????? 🛌🛌🛌🛌

Do you want to hear about sleep headcanons??????? They’re under the cut 🤯

-Copia USED TO be a morning person, always on time, always put together

-now he usually gets mediocre sleep at best, always sandwiched between all the ghouls while theyre fighting about who gets to sleep next to him that night

-Aether and Cumulus are THE morning people of the group, always up by at least 6, getting tasks done and waking the others up usually

-Mountain and Swiss SNOOOOREEEEE

-Swiss constantly moves, kicks or readjust and still gets a perfect nights sleep, excited to get up but usually doesnt actually get up before 8

-plays video games or bothers someone else before actually getting up

-Cumulus needs to hold someone when shes asleep, Sodo and Copia are her favorite since their smaller/her height

-Sodo is usually way too hot and also is a super light sleeper, gets woken up by others moving, his own hair, his clothes, everything

-Sodo is evil in the morning and Lus and Aether usually let him sleep in

-Rain is a belly sleeper and DROOLS

-Rain usually sleeps without a shirt, his skin is damp so the texture of a damp cloth all night drives him insane

-Cirrus needs to be woken up at least 3 times, she just loves sleeping, sleeps through every alarm, cannot be trusted to get up on her own

-Mountain can sleep literally anywhere and usually hits the ‘dad that said he wasnt tired and then fell asleep in front of the tv’ pose

[the-pigeon-queen]

realizations

so anyway I've been trying to decide on my designs the ghouls

[prlme-m0ver]

I like to think Terzo made a big deal about Mist and Copia was like "oh cool. Girls. Anyway!"

[nihildenial]

big fan of backstage pictures that give "papa duck and his eight ducklings" energy

[probably-impossible]

Give it up for: GHOULS!