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I had no idea that I needed this! 😭💕

How do you feel about some Swissalps true form unglamoured demon sex?

Sometimes their room is too tight.

Sometimes the Abbey is too tight.

Sometimes their skins are too tight.

The ghouls are demons shoved into human forms; their bodies are merely vessels containing their existence and sometimes these vessels simply feel too small. When they do, Swiss and Mountain have a fun way of getting that nasty feeling under control.

They go into the woods. Deep into the woods so as not to risk coming across any humans—or any humans coming across them. They are antsy, eager to shrug off their human disguises, but also somewhat excited for what the whole ordeal entails.

The trip they start with is designed to already tire them out a little, so as not to cause too much damage to each other. There is a landmark on the path—a sign that humans are not supposed to ever pass. Swiss and Mountain do and that is when their clothes and glamors come off.

The feeling of letting their disguises fully go is nothing short of ecstatic. They shiver as the adrenaline rises and abandon their humanity before walking on. They don’t speak—they communicate solely through animalistic grunts, whines, chirps, and growls.

It would be another while before they reached their usual spot, but not this time. This time it’s just a few minutes before one of them gets tired of the wait and gives in to the pull.

Swiss only has a second after he first hears a growl lower and more gravelly than usual; even with his unnatural speed and senses he has no time to react as Mountain—now twice his size—grabs him from behind and throws them both onto the ground.

The multi ghoul tries to turn around, to fight for dominance, but he’s quickly overpowered. Mountain’s been having much more trouble keeping himself in check lately, so it’s no surprise, really, that he’s like this now.

With no clothes to keep the earth ghoul from what he’s seeking and with both of them all hard and slick and ready, it’s mere moments before their fight turns into wild sex.

They roll over in the rustling leaves on the forest floor; Swiss ending up on his front with his mate mounting him from behind. It’s a terrible angle with how much bigger Mountain is and his frustration is evident as he struggles to stick his cock into the multi ghoul’s ass.

The fact that the edges of Swiss’ true form are fluid like smoke—constantly shifting and confusing Mountain’s eyes—certainly doesn’t help.

Swiss digs his long claws into the ground below him and forces his way from under the other to crawl towards the nearest tree. He doesn’t make it far before Mountain grabs him again, but the earth ghoul seems to have understood what Swiss was trying to do now. He hoists him up, turns him, and slams him against the tree.

Now, that is a good angle, indeed.

Mountain forces himself inside with one rough thrust, causing both of them to finally let out noises of pleasure, not just impatience. The size of the earth ghoul’s cock went up just as his entire form did, so Swiss gets momentarily blinded with the stretch and the sudden fullness of his mate so deep inside him.

With a feral groan Mountain digs his claws into the tree and starts to fuck his mate with all he’s got. The first round is a quick one and the first orgasm barely counts for either of them—it might be successful at getting them down from the very edge, but it doesn’t satisfy them fully.

Using Mountain’s momentarily let down guard as he basks in the short high, Swiss pushes off of the tree with all his might, causing them both to fall back and hit the ground. The multi ghoul is the quicker one now—crouched atop Mountain, he pins his arms by his sides and makes a trilling noise low in his throat.

Essentially a “stay the fuck down and let me do my thing” noise and this time it’s Mountain that gives up the fight.

Once the earth ghoul is still, Swiss releases his arms and grabs a hold of his—still very hard—cock to line it up with his hole. He drops down onto it, sinking down until the very base, and leans forward with his hands on Mountain’s abdomen as he starts riding him in a near vicious manner.

And so they fuck. And fuck some more. And some more after that, until morning turns to afternoon, and afternoon into evening.

Finally, when the first stars begin to glimmer in the sky above them, Swiss and Mountain deem it enough. They remain in their true forms when they collapse against each other; all the moans and whines turning into content purrs. The multi ghoul curls up and nuzzles his face against Mountain’s chest, while he wraps around his mate in a protective way.

As the night falls and darkness envelops them, Swiss and Mountain stay entangled on more than one level.

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Working on the Omega x Special one shot.

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Opus Eponymous: Prime Mover

Infestissuman: Ghuleh/Zombie Queen

Meliora: He Is

Prequelle: Faith

Impera: Watcher In The Sky

Skeletá: Lachryma

Tagging: Anyone else who would love to participate! @thehypnone @thelampisaflashlight @thatfuckinjester @nyxtheghoulette

What's everyone's favorite song on each Ghost album? It's something I've been curious about because there are really SOOO many bangers but here are mine!

Opus Eponymous - Con Clavi Con Dio

Infestissumam - Year Zero

Meliora - Deus in Absentia

Prequelle - Faith

Impera - Twenties

Skeletá - Lachryma

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day 138

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I have a request for mushy may! Frater Imperator sitting on his couch with Phantom in his lap. Phantom is in his on stage attire, top hat and all, purring as Copia holds him and tells him: you’ve been such a good boy, I’m so proud of you

since the lil guy has taken on a lot this tour :’))

YAYAYAYAYA! Made this into Day 11!!

Promptlist by @forlorn-crows<3

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That is so frickin’ awesome!! 😍 And unholy $&@! a drumstick from Mountain?! You’re living the dream, man!!

HI GUYS IM ALIVE AND FRESH OUT A RITUAL AND I LITERALLY FUCKING WON AT LIFE

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Phantom looks as if this is first time someone ever looked at him without distain or pity and it makes my heart swell 😭

quintessence ghouls are, quite literally, spiritual beings. down in the Pit, they have no bodies to reside in. they simply exist throughout the space, rogue Magick running loose. they still have personalities, using their Magick however they please. some like to mess with those who are especially assholes down there. some are assholes themselves, attaching themselves to am unsuspecting victim for their chaos.

Summoning a quint is different. because they're not summoning an already defined body, they have to make one from scratch. all the Emeritus brothers like the look of Greek and Roman Gods, so they always use them as a basis. Omega and Aether were wholey based on the deities, large and muscular, strong noses and fierce eyes.

Copia, though? he wanted his first creation to be special. he didn't want his first creation to be of something else, he wanted them to be a brand new thing. so he made Phantom, a long and lanky ghoul with soft features and kind eyes, dimples when he smiles. when he was summoned finally, the room was left speechless.

there must've been an error in Copia's calucations tho, or maybe a summoning ingredient had gone bad, or maybe it simply was Phantom, but he came with a scar throughout his face, some of his hair left bone white. Copia could only feel love and pride, though. he, in his eyes, was near perfection in all of his imperfections.

And because quint ghouls have vessels for the first time ever, they are literally learning to be people from scratch. a few things come by second nature; breathing, blinking, moving and walking. staying alive. they have to learn everything else, though. to speak, to eat, to sleep. they will always have their pack to help, though.

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good morning dewther nation! RIP aether you would have looooooved the new look

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Ifrit the Hype Man 😍

Come together, together as a one Come together for Lucifer’s son 

Very good interpretation Mr Fire

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Touring is hard and tiring and cuddles are nice

[justrandomghoul]

Our love will come home

Mushy may, day 5: Love at first sight

Pairing: Dew/Rain/Phantom

Words: 928

Tags: Summoning rituals, non-verbal Phantom, idiots falling in love

Thank you @forlorn-crows for organizing <3

Read on ao3 or below the cut

His atoms were surely being ripped apart. Being unraveled and unmade in a place not quite hell not quite heaven, somewhere he did not belong. It was the closest to pain he’d ever experienced, because up until that moment, he had never felt. Quintessence ghouls were never created with the intention of being anything more than stardust and shadow. Certainly not created with the intention to feel, to ever exist in a state of being such as this. 

Agony was a foreign concept that overwhelmed each of his newfound senses. Drowned by the onslaught of awareness forced upon him as the essence of his form was bound to a carefully crafted vessel. A body that felt constricting as it was heavy. 

His head spun. This was what dizziness must have felt like. It replaced the pain of being reshaped into something corporeal at the least. Another feeling that was decidedly unpleasant. This whole ‘experiencing’ thing wasn’t off to a great start in his eyes. The world met his ears for the first time and introduced itself with a muffled yet sharp ringing sound that rattled in his skull and vibrated into his teeth. A reedy, distressed sound bubbled out of him, facial features twitching before screwing up. Nerve endings responding entirely on their own.

Around him, the muted sounds turned to proper silence in response. 

Opening his eyes was a fight. Met with dark hazy figures and dull flickering orange lights before his eyes pulled shut again. The second time, two of the shadowy silhouettes had moved closer. Inside the apparent ring of candles he realized he was situated in. 

“—is he?” The taller of the two asked with an audible reluctance, voice soft as a whisper. 

“Probably not.” The shorter responded and knelt in front of him. Close now, he could smell smoke tinged with something unidentifiable yet sweet. “Don’t think he’s dead at least.” 

Two sets of hands found his body. One took him by the arms and the other supported his head in anticipation of his uncooperative limbs, he was a rag doll in their hands, but at least he was upright. He blinked sluggishly, vision struggling against him.

“No,” the taller sighed in relief. “He’s perfect.” 

Blue eyes and a soft smile came into focus as a thumb stroked along his cheek. Another sensation he slowly tuned into, the unnatural cold of his hands overtaking the residual heat lingering from an eternity in the pits. It almost felt nice compared to everything else up until that moment. Compared to everything else he was currently experiencing; the flickering lights, the whispered chatter just outside the ring of candles the three of them resided in, the overwhelming scent of chemical and ash burning in the back of his throat. All of it was too much, but this touch, the tender grace against his cheek, kept him from drowning in it. 

The other ghoul’s face still held worry. Concern creased his sharp features, the furrow between his brows almost looked like it belonged there. Stayed that way until the glassy-ness in his eyes began to fade, until there was a spark of recognition to them. He ran a hand through his long hair with a breathy laugh of disbelief, the soot on his fingers darkening the red at the roots. Black powder smudged both of the ghouls before him, and glancing down, he realized it dirtied him the same. Coated the stone he sat on.

”There you are…” He breathed, reaching out to replace the cold touch with one much warmer. It settled into his skin. Drove away all the tension stored up in his body, ease washed over him. “Rain, the sheet.” 

“Oh—“ Rain’s smile turned a touch sheepish, withdrawing entirely. He couldn’t help the sad sound rising in his throat at the loss of contact. It didn’t last long, Rain returned and he suddenly found himself being wrapped in something soft. ”Think he likes you, Dew…The other one tried to scratch Mountain’s eyes out but you’ve got this one practically purring for you already.”

Dew shrugged easily, and shot Rain a grin. Attention flitting briefly away from him. Those mismatched eyes left and their absence welcomed a sensation akin to gnawing in the confines of his chest. Desperate as it was insistent.

Wait. 

The quiet plea echoed and both ghouls appeared to jump. Startled by the whisper that slipped past their ears and straight to their skulls. 

“Did he just…?” Rain started, letting out a breath of laughter. The question hung in the air. Neither Dew nor the other shaded figures behind him answered. “Fucking quint ghouls, truly they never cease to amaze, do they?” 

“We aren’t going anywhere, wisp.” Dew assured with a softened tone. “You’re home now.” 

Home.

It was one simple word, unfamiliar to him yet sparked to life like an ember finding kindling. Not just heat. Warmth that bloomed at his core and began to spread, to trickle through his veins. Ultimately it covered him, swaddled him like the sheet Rain had delicately wrapped him in. Another new feeling, but he wanted to get lost in it. The feeling took him in, held him carefully, just like Dew did. It felt good to feel it. 

“Do you remember your name?” Rain asked.

Phantom.

”Phantom.” He repeated and that warmth bubbled up, the stardust he was created from twinkling and burning eagerly. His tail moved on its own, thumping against the stone floor, displacing the fabric draped over him. “Oh—“

“Well would you look at that…I think he likes you too, Raincloud.” 

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, @kabukiaku! 🖤💜

terzo & omega wishing me a happy bday 🥺💜🖤

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Absolutely stunning! 😍

This is so messy but I wanted to scribble something before the concept escaped me. self indulgently exploring my own lore with some weird Rain/Bell

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I think he has a question 🙋‍♂️ 🤓

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Some of you go home together with someone, and some of you do not. Some people like it that way and, unfortunately, some do not. And it is very important that you acknowledge the fact some people are lonely. I have been lonely too, many times. But you know what? One thing is important that you remember: even in times of loneliness, as long as you have the spirits with you, you’re never entirely alone. But also, the utmost important thing to remember: things change. Things always change, with time.

You got that? Remember that.

-Cardinal Copia, Syacuse 5/16/18

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Nameless Ghouls are just giant cats 🥺

Comfortable

Dew: *Kicks open the door to Copia's office and walks up to him, climbing in his lap to take a nap, purring loudly*

Copia:

Copia:

Copia: Did you just made me into a bed?!

Phantom: *Sneaks in and goes on to curl up on Copia's feet, also purring*

Copia: *Accepts his fate, definetly making a mental note to maybe put up some cat beds in his office for the ghouls to nap on* Aww, cute.