#ghulehs

[ghoulettalie]

This is random but I thought I’d post this bc why not

Part 2

Ghoul/Ghoulette name ideas! (Pt.1/?)

Some I've coloured for water, fire, earth, air ghouls. Names left white are uncategorised.

Dove

Temper

Siren

Tantrum

Death

Demise

Spirit

Dawn

Ariel

Flight

Tree

Eclipse

Elektra/Electra - lightning⚡️

Aeron - war

Harmony

Melody

Merlia - Sea; Open field, meadow; Sea hill; Sea bright; Fair one of the sea

Pond

River

Icy

Angel/Angelo

Spike

Honey

Fizz/Fizzy

Eerie

[nihildenial]

GHOULSWITHFANGS.GHOULSWITHFANGS.GHOULSWITHFANGS.GHOULSWITHFANGS.GHOULSWITHFANGS.GHOULSWITHFANGS.GHOULSWITHFANGS.GHOULSWITHFANGS.

[ghuleh-art]

Papa V Perpetua

Opus Eponymous Style

I love him already

let me know which one you prefer!! 💜

@thebandghostofficial

[ghuleh-anima-mia]

If You Have Ghosts

inspired by @writingjourney

[kabukiaku]

more figure skater terzo because I couldn't help myself.

I was also told about Johnny Weir and wow I can SEE THE VISION. Immediately had to draw a shot using Terzo. 🖤⛸️✨

[black-frozen-fox]

Acoustic Ghuleh/Zombie Queen or Terzito and his kazoo of destiny (¬‿¬)

[itstimetoghoul]

have u drawn phantom(/aeon) since the first time?? I absolutely fuckin love ur designs and ughhh his??? Fav.

I already ADORE ur style/art sososo much in general, it's been nice seein you on again !! I hope you're doing well 🫶🫶🫶

i even put him in the sluttiest under armor just for you! And sunny

[do2faj]

Black light guides you..

I kinda hate how Ghuleh's face turned out but I'm very proud of Secondo's🕯️

I'm really tired of working in grayscales I thought it would be easier for me at the start but now I feel like it takes much longer for me to finish a piece :/ I'm gonna get back to working with colors (I don't think I remember how tho)

[ad-astra-per-aspera1976]

Lovingly made by @ourfatherwhoartinhell

[thehypnone]

Hyp! You said, so you shall receive! Ofcourse only if you want to do something with it but this lil shit has been rattling around my racoon brain for a bit. So, for you 🤲

Rain has the most delicate wrist’s. They’re not even the smallest in the pack, Aurora for example has teeny tiny, fingers overlap, kinda wrist’s.

No Rain’s are a contradiction of themselves, delicate and soft looking like precious porcelain but there’s strength in there too, there has to be because the bass is heavy.

His Ulna is very prominent and after he’s been playing for a few hours there’s a vein that curves around it, cradling the bone.

It’s also a terribly erogenous spot for him, Dew would know. He’s spent a hours staring, stroking his fingers over the delicate joints, imagining how he’d make Rain into a weepy little mess begging Dew to just do something, stop teasing.

Rains wrists drive Dew absolutely feral and Rain knows it.

Or something like that, idk. 🤷🏻��♂️

this made my brain go empty for weeks but here i am and i bring food. loosely inspired by @miasmaghoul's fic on dewther watching the ghovie, hope u don't mind

does not contain any rhrn spoilers!!!

“Should’ve made you take the jacket off sooner,” Dewdrop whispers right into his ear with another slow stroke over delicate skin.

It’s stretched so thin over the bones of Rain’s wrist, keeping all the tendons and veins not hidden, but veiled nonetheless.

The water ghoul grits his teeth and digs his claws further into his own thigh. Well, not claws, considering he’s got them glamored—they’re surrounded by tens of unsuspecting humans, after all—but his blunt, perfectly trimmed nails. The same ones that are still flashing on the big screen right before them from time to time.

“I’d get to see those pretty wrists even more.”

Rain can do nothing but keep his head straight and his eyes glued to the screen. He should’ve known. He should’ve known his little mate would go absolutely feral seeing not just him in general in the cinema, but the close-ups of his hands. His wrists.

Why the delicate bones wrapped in fair skin were Dewdrop’s undoing, nobody’s ever learned, even though nobody could deny that every single part of Rain’s body is absolutely perfect. He carries the precisely carved out and yet so natural beauty of renaissance statues. For some reason, the fire ghoul’s favorite part of him is one of the unassuming ones and because of this his mate’s own body was conditioned to betray him every single time a reverent fingertip would be placed over that spot.

“Dew, you can’t–” Rain mutters when the music is loud enough to cover up his cracking voice. There’s nothing more he wants right now than for Dewdrop to go on and work him up and up until he tips over the edge, but they can't, they're in public. And the water ghoul knows he won’t be able to control himself if his mate carries on his teasing.

“Sure I can,” Dewdrop turns to smile at him and if Rain didn’t know better he’d call it genuine, sweet, innocent. The fire ghoul is all but that.

Dewdrop lets his glamor slip the tiniest bit, just enough for one of his nails to return to its natural state. He scrapes it over the middle one of Rain’s flexors, pressing it down just enough to leave a straight red line following the tendon. His skin is so delicate, it takes barely anything to leave a mark.

The thought makes the fire ghoul let out a growl.

Rain whines pathetically like a kicked puppy and throws his head back against the top of the cushioned cinema seat. Another clip focused solely on his own fretting hand flashes on the screen and the water ghoul wants to scream.

Instead he throws his free hand over his crotch, pressing down onto the steadily growing bulge to take some of the edge off. It doesn’t escape Dewdrop’s attention—just as the smell of the fire ghoul’s cunt in arousal doesn’t escape Rain’s.

He leans into his ear once again.

“It’s actually a wonder you’ve never tried putting your whole hand into me,” Dewdrop whispers, moving his claw up Rain’s forearm as he shakes in his seat. “We should try that later. Wanna see your wrist buried inside me while my slick is dripping down this pretty veiny forearm all the way to your elbow.”

The next noise the water ghoul lets out makes the entire auditorium turn their heads.

[ghu-leh]

Late night tender moments - Secondo Emeritus:

The warm feeling of his kitchen, as he prepares a meal. The smell of the boiling pasta, simmering tomato sauce, and spices fill the air. Banter and little quips come and go between the two of you, as he guides you through his cooking process. As he puts the finishing touches on the two dishes, you sit on the countertop while your eyes take him in. You have never loved him as much as you did right in this moment.

A warm kiss exchanged in the garden late at night. Nature is quiet, and the ministry is asleep. The only sound you hear now is his voice, his breath. He firmly yet gently holds your waist, before tenderly placing a kiss on your lips. As you process the heat that now comes alive within you; the cool, calm wind of the night envelopes you. A contradiction that only happens in his presence.

The soft sound of the running sink awakens you, before you are welcomed by his scent. The silky bed sheets felt nice against your figure, but someone was missing. You sluggishly get off the bed, dragging your feet as you approached his restroom. You find him shaving his stubble, carefully grooming himself before he shoots a glance in your direction. Then a smile. Memories of your shared intimacy come flooding in. In the reflection of his mirror, you faintly see the marks on your neck that he left last night.

A flickering candlelight dances around in his room late at night, while he reads a book. You turn around in an attempt to conceal sleep, but give up as you look at him. "È tardi, piccolina" he adds distractedly, while he turns the page. "You are one to talk". He lets out a soft, rumbling chuckle at your little observation, before holding you closer to him. "Cattiva, cattiva..." His voice soothes you. His embrace ends up doing the trick, and you quickly fall asleep in his arms.

A slow dance shared in the privacy of his chambers. His piercing eyes adoringly look into yours, while you softly sway from side to side to the rhythm of the music that comes from his record player. You smile brightly, your eyes never leaving his. Not many words are exchanged, only glances that reveal shared longing. You rest your head against his chest, and as he continues guiding you through his dance, your senses focus on his heartbeat. You feel your body relax and all tensions dissipate, carried away by his touch.

[ghoulettalie]

Part 1 , Part 2

Ghoul/Ghoulette Name ideas! (pt.3)

Some I've coloured for water, fire, earth, air ghouls. Names left white are uncategorised.

Wolf

Vampy

Crystal

Gloomy

Thunder

Avalanche

Birdie

Storm

Amethyst

Jewel

Gem

Faint

Rapunzel

Dolly/Doll

Alecto - unceasing in anger

Fang

Fae

Grave

Grim

Zombie

Feather

Tornado

Magma

Lava

Wave

Ripple

Haze

Mutant

Cave

Dizzy

Token

Vapor/Vapour

Dusk

Night

Moonlight

Midnight

Web

Eternal

Bubble

Bear

Serenity

Respite

[nihildenial]

🏳️‍🌈 LET'S 🏳️‍🌈 GO 🏳️‍🌈 LESBIANS 🏳️‍🌈

[ghuleh-art]

I’m done cryiinnggg, over someone like youuuu

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This song is absolutely glued to my brain right now

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[ghuleh-anima-mia]

If you choose to run away with me I will tickle you internally And I see nothing wrong with that

[wrathofrats]

I have work but here’s a second batch while I’m thinking about it, something random and some earth ghoul centered ones bc yall know I love my earth babies