#Cirrus x Cumulus x Sunshine

[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)

[iamthecomet]

Hey Comet! ❤️‍🔥

I'm humbly here to ask you for the sauciest, most delectable, wlw fic for Femslash February. (ASK #27, BABEY)

Here's some prompt ideas to get that brain a turnin'!

How do you feel about dirty dancing, cumming in pants, choking, dirty talk, sprinkle of degradation, commenting about how wet someone is, forced orgasms and, uhhh, that good good aftercare? Any of the above? Please?

Dealer's choice for pairing (or just all ghoulettes let's be real). OkAY, LOVE YA BYE ❤️‍🔥

Cirrus has lost count of how many times she's cum on Cumulus' thigh. She knows she's supposed to know, she was supposed to keep track. But thoughts are slipping through her brain like water, and she barely remembers her own name. They're all still clothed, and she's already gone, fucked out, floating. She can only focus on the insistent pleasure climbing up her spine, coiling in her gut. Unbearable and unrelenting and irresistible in equal measure. Cumulus drags Cirrus' hips forward and back, controlling each shaking movement of the taller ghoulette's body. Cirrus would be limp, useless, if not for Sunshine pressed right up against her back, letting Cirrus rest her torso against Sunshine's as Cumulus controls the rhythm. "How many is that, Lus?" Sunshine asks, like she knows Cirrus doesn't, and it's ok. Cirrus is glad for it, can't imagine trying to come up with a number, or deal with the punishment for not knowing. Cirrus stopped talking a while ago anyway, the only noises that leave her now are choked moans. The burn of overstimulation rises and falls, she shakes uncontrollably, legs turned to jelly. Her body twitches with each pass, she thinks she can feel her organs vibrating. She tries to breathe, to focus on anything except the building pleasure in her gut. Cumulus runs her hands up Cirrus' sides, dragging her shirt up as she goes to ghost cool fingers over her overheated skin. Goosebumps break out over Cirrus' body. She shudders under the touch. "Twelve." Cirrus licks her lips, her mouth is dry. Her head is resting on Sunshine's collarbone, she rolls it to the side to press her lips to Sunshine's pulse. She smells like peaches, perpetually sun-warmed skin, and the bite of Sunshine's arousal. She wants to take a bite, but can't seem to move her jaw enough to do it. "What's the record?" Silence follows. It takes Cirrus too long to realize that Sunshine is talking to her. It takes a sharp tug on her hair, and the curl of Cumulus' fingers around her throat in a gentle squeeze before she realizes she's meant to answer.

"Fifteen," she croaks out. Her voice weak, flagging, it breaks on the last syllable. She's not sure where the number comes from, but she's sure it's right. As if it's branded

Cumulus and Sunshine entwine their fingers on her hips. They work out a push and pull that has Cirrus bowing forward, her body collapsing in on itself, dark sweaty hair falling into her eyes. As the pleasure builds and builds. After the last one she thought she'd probably never cum again, but now she thinks it might actually be possible. Cumulus' pants are wet where Cirrus has been grinding her thigh. Her own sleep shorts are soaked through. There's slick on her thighs. She can't even think enough to be embarrassed about it. The only thing she can think about is the way each pass drags her clit over Cumulus' plush thigh and sends sparks up her spine digging into her brain.

She wants something to hold onto, but her fingers shake in Cumulus' shirt. They're not strong enough to ground her anymore. Her body is unreliable, sending her a litany of mixed signals that she doesn't know how to translate.

It all happens so fast. One minute she's being leisurely shifted over Cumulus' thigh and the next she's cumming with a soundless cry, her body going taught and shuddering, clenching around nothing. She feels herself get impossibly wetter.

Sunshine has to catch her when it fades so she doesn't fall forward and impale herself on Cumulus' horns. Cumulus chuckles at her, reaching up to drag her fingers along Cirrus' cheek her jaw, it's reverent. But the movement of her hips never ceases. They're insistent, unwavering. The overstimulation this time is more painful than pleasurable. She keens with it. Digging her fingers into Cumulus' shirt, and then deeper, into her skin until she knows it hurts.

Cumulus only moans in response.

Cirrus feels like she's going to catch on fire. "Thirteen," Cumulus says.

Cirrus shakes her head. "I can't."

Sunshine laughs as she pulls the taller Ghoulette back to lie against her again. "You can."

"Not like this," Cirrus shakes her head.

She wants out of these soaked clothes. She wants less. She wants more. She wants to bury her face between Cumulus' thighs and exact her revenge for this. She wants Sunshine to pin her to the bed and--

She's being moved. She registers it like it's happening to someone else. Sunshine is shifting her off of Cumulus' lap and over into a nest of pillows. Cumulus brushes dark hair off of her brow.

"Look at the mess you made," Cumulus breathes, lips ghosting over Cirrus'.

The spot on her jeans isn't just damp, it's soaked. Cirrus feels heat rush to her cheeks. But she doesn't get a chance to settle into it before Sunshine is dragging her shorts down her thighs and tossing Cirrus' legs over her shoulders. She latches onto Cirrus' swollen clit, flicking her tongue over it and sucking until Cirrus bows off the bed, digging her claws into the bed beneath her. "You'd think you were a water ghoul with how wet you get for us, Cir." Cumulus lays down against her side, pressing her body against Cirrus'. Cirrus turns her head to look at her. She tries to keep her eyes focused, but Sunshine does something with her tongue that has her eyes rolling up.

Cumulus smiles at her, it's fond, easy. And then Cumulus is kissing her, licking into her mouth, holding her in place with a firm hand in her hair. "You can give us three more," Sunshine whispers, dragging her tongue through Cirrus' folds. "Can't you? Gotta break the record."

"Four," Cirrus says when Cumulus releases her mouth. "I can do four."

Cumulus kisses her on the nose, her face breaking into a giddy grin. "That's our good girl."

[forlorn-crows]

YOU DEMAND GHOULETTES AND I HAVE ARRIVEN WITH OPTIONS

GIMME MOMMY DOMME CUMULUS

OR

GIMME SUNSHINE GETTING THROATFUCKED BY CIRRUS'S STRAP

OR

GIMME A SOPPING WET SHOWER THREESOME

C'MON BITCH G I M M E

IM HERE TO BE NASTY, ALSO THANKS TO THIS ANON:

FOR SUGGESTING NIPPLE CLAMPS.

its is filthy wet nasty hours, my dudes. dommy mommy cumulus under the cut.

Cumulus loves to serve. She loves to get bruises on her knees, marks on her throat. She loves to have her face shoved into a wet cunt, fingers tangled in her curls. She’s a giver, and that’s what she does best. Cumulus also loves to be spoiled. She loves to be laid out between her lovers, hands caressing her soft body. Kisses on her tummy, on her cheeks, on her breasts, on her hips. She loves to be treated like an altar at which to be worshipped carnally.

And sometimes, Cumulus likes to own—slip into something a little more intimidating, enthralling, and hauntingly devious. She has a gentle, commanding aura, one that Cirrus and Sunshine can never get enough of.

And so, the two ghoulettes find themselves under Cumulus tonight, following her desires with utter devotion.

“That’s a good girl. What sweet noises you make,” Cumulus coos at Cirrus who’s kneeled beneath her. Cirrus’ hands are placed firmly on her thighs where she’s been told to keep them, despite the fact she’s almost falling onto the floor with the way Cumulus pulls on the chain connected to the clamps on her pert, reddened nipples. Goosebumps dimple the surrounding flesh each time she tugs, followed by breathy moans behind bitten lips.

“My, look how wet you are, my cloud,” Cumulus purrs. And it’s true—Cirrus’ pale blue panties are darkened, almost see-through, clinging to the outline of her folds. It’s the result of what feels like hours of stimulation, every sensation a hot spike of pleasure running from her breasts to her clit. Cumulus reaches down to cup one of her small breasts, framing a clamped nipple between the V of her fingers.

“Oh, oh fuck,” she moans, loud and wanton. The patch of slick gets darker between her legs.

Cumulus hums. She flicks the flushed bud just to watch her squirm a little before rising back up.

“I think she could cum just like this, don’t you Sunny?”

“Y-yeah,” Sunshine breathes from her spot next to Cumulus’ leg. She’s completely fixated on Cirrus, slack-jawed and eyes glassy. Cumulus runs a finger along her short horns, falsely soothing, before wrapping her hand around the appendage and yanking Sunshine’s head back. She gasps, pale column of her throat exposed and craned so her face is pointed upwards.

“Full words, Sunny,” she warns.

“Yes, ma’am.” It’s whispered like a confession.

Cumulus smiles. “Beautiful job. Now get behind Cirrus, won’t you?” She releases the smaller ghoulette’s horn, giving her a light nudge with her foot. Sunshine moves behind Cirrus so she’s positioned between her thighs, back pressed against her chest. Cirrus groans at the contact and lets her head fall back onto Sunshine’s shoulder.

“My girls. What did I do to deserve you?” The coolness of the metal chain kisses Cirrus’ skin as Cumulus steps closer. Sunshine’s eyes trail along the slack of the chain from Cirrus’ nipples, to the junction where the links meet, all the way up to the leather handle and midnight blue polish on Cumulus’ fingers.

She’s truly a sight to behold, standing over them. From this angle she’s all leg, fully encased in delicate, black lace. The jumpsuit highlights all her curves, still radiant in the dark fabric. Sunshine continues to track her eyes down to the very bottom of her heeled feet and all the way up to the very top of her icy-blonde ponytail.

“Hands on her waist, Sunny. And put your head over her shoulder. I want you to watch.” Sunshine does as she’s told, snaking her palms around Cirrus’ middle and resting her chin in the  open space of her neck.

Cirrus thighs start to shake as Cumulus closes the distance between them, putting a hand on the side of her cheek. “Head up, my cloud.” Reluctantly, Cirrus drags her head up and looks at her through lidded eyes. Cumulus runs her thumb along Cirrus’ bottom lip, plush and smooth. She lets her mouth fall open, jaw dragging down under Cumulus’ touch.

“You’re so pliant like this. Pretty.” Cumulus draws closer still, mouth inches from Cirrus’. Just as their lips could meet, she pulls Cirrus’ mouth open further and spits into it, warm saliva straight onto her tongue.

Cirrus whines in shock, high and reedy. Cumulus taps the bottom of her chin, forcing her mouth to close. “Swallow. Whore.” She barely has time to register the command before Cumulus is pulling on the clamps again, short little bursts that take her breath away. It’s enough to almost make her choke on the spit running down her throat. It doesn’t help that now Sunshine’s body is pressed up against her, warm palms at her sides, chest heaving against her back.

“You two are such a pretty sight.” They nod their heads in quick agreement. Cirrus’ clit is throbbing now, slick steadily soaking into her panties and coating the very inside of her thighs. She really could come like this, and she thinks she probably will.

Each tug is erratic, unpredictable. Some are slow and smooth, with even pressure; others are sharp, quick, and laced with beautiful agony. Cumulus adjusts the clamps a few times to ensure they wrap around every part of her nipple.

Cirrus trembles with each wave of pleasure, struggling to keep her head up and eyes open. Moans tumble from her mouth, each punctuated with a heavy breath from Sunshine on her collarbone.

Cumulus can read her like a book, especially with the way her thighs shake and her stomach jumps. “Close, aren’t you, darling?”

The words are heavy on her tongue. But she manages to get them out: “Yes, ma’am.”

“Play with her tits, Sunny.” Sunshine nods, moving her shaking hands up to Cirrus breasts. She cups them gently, slotting the clamps between her fingers. She presses a kiss to Cirrus’ cheek as an afterthought and squeezes.

“Unholy shit, fuck,” Cirrus cries, canting her hips against the air.

Cumulus pulls again, long and hard. “Such a slutty mouth on you, Cir.”

“Uh huh,” she whines, fingers digging crescent marks into the flesh of her thighs.

Cumulus kneels in front of her, dragging downward now. “Gonna cum for me, darling?”

“Please please, y-yes, ma’am.”

Sunshine’s hands knead into her breasts, each press and squeeze lighting up her sensitive nerves. Cumulus runs her hand over them too, feather light in contrast to the way she pulls on the clamps. Cirrus knows what’s coming, anticipation shooting down her spine.

Cumulus runs the pad of her finger over her nipples, caressing the tip of each one and smiling at the way Cirrus writhes under her touch. She leans in close and hovers her mouth just above Cirrus’ pulse point on the side opposite Sunshine.

“Such a good girl,” she purrs before she sucks on the spot, pinching and twisting over the clamps simultaneously.

Cirrus cries out and spasms between them. Hot fluid seeps into her panties and gushes from her cunt onto the wooden floor, pooling between her knees. Sunshine moans in her ear as she watches her twitch and gasp through her orgasm, flush creeping from her neck to her collarbones.

Cumulus pulls back and releases her hands from the clamps, admiring the wreck of a ghoulette before her. She waits for Cirrus to take a normal breath, chest heaving with the effort of sucking in a normal amount of air. Cumulus removes the clamps then and looks down at the underwear now completely translucent against Cirrus’ soaked cunt. She can just see the outline of her engorged clit, still throbbing in the aftermath.

“Oh darling, what a mess you’ve made,” she coos, slightly mean. She rises back to her full height and looms above them, ethereal and intimidating.

“Help her clean it up, won’t you Sunny?”

[sink-me-in-your-ocean]

𝔊𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔥 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔫𝔰 III

What would it be like to sext/send nudes to the Ghouls and Papa Copia? 

Prompt by the magnanimous @endhisbloodlineinmyesophagus

NSFW/Suggestive below the cut.

Copia:

Count on this man to ruin the mood, not by his own accord (although he does get flustered)

It’s because of him misspelling things/not knowing how to work a phone

It barely matters though when you’ve got him hot and bothered and you know he’ll be thinking of you all day

You sent him a photo of your juicy thighs, pressed together from your seated position. Your garter belt just barely peeking out from underneath your short skirt. 

𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝙳𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝙳𝚄𝙲𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶

Ducking, my heart?

𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙳𝚄𝙲𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙳𝚄𝙲𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙳𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜

I’m fucking crying 😂

𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚎?

(You can practically hear him cursing in Italian, getting mad at the stupid phone.)

I’ll come by later to teach you how to fix autocorrect

𝙱𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝

-

Swiss:

If you send Swiss a nude just know he’s smiling devilishly

Tries to lick his phone/bite his phone

Just feral things

Wishes he could climb inside his phone and kiss the pixels of your body

He immediately goes wherever he can and strips down to send you an equally racy reply 

You almost drop your phone at his response. There’s Swiss in all his naked glory, standing proudly in a mirror. Fuuuuck.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗’𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝙸’𝚖 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝

You didn’t give me any warning! Someone could have been looking over my shoulder!

If they were I’m sure they would also like what they saw

You’re incorrigible

Idk what that means  But I’ll take it as a compliment 😏

🙄 ... What are you doing right now? I need to see you

I’m getting ready for a ritual now but if we make it fast…

Say less 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♂️

-

Phantom:

His reaction to receiving a nude from you is best described in two words: 

Cartoon character

His eyes are bugging out and his heart is beating out of his chest

He practically drops his phone upon seeing the explicit photo you sent

I think I'm having a heart attack

Surprise 😽 did you like it?

When he doesn't reply, you actually get a little anxious (like, did he actually die?), but then it sounds like someone slams into your door and you about jump out of your skin.

You wrap your silk robe around yourself, barely getting it tied to answer the rabid banging at the door.

“Phantom! You’re all sweaty! Wait, did you run here?”

“Couldn’t. Stop.” He wheezes, “Had. To. See. You.” He collapses in a heap on the floor.

“Well you didn’t have to sprint here!”

He is still panting minutes later before he composes himself and grins up at you wickedly, “And you, vixen, didn’t have to send me photos of you naked, but here we are.” 

You've got a long night ahead of you.

-

Sodo/Dewdrop:

You didn’t think much of the picture you took

It was provocative, sure, but not explicit

Dewdrop thinks differently though

He’s a sucker for a tease

Boy is off his leash going feral 

Got any more? 🔥

You want more?

Fuck, yes

You send him another picture, this one showing more of your soft skin than the last.

Fuck me

When and where?

All day and I don't care

Bet

He pings your location, he’s on his way.

-

Rain:

You send him a text and a photo of yourself to accompany it

Rain’s phone is a lil slow though, so he only sees your text first

It’s not his fault

But it is his fault that he refuses to upgrade his phone...

I need your help, I fell out of my clothes 😏

Your phone screen lights up. Rain is calling.

You answer in a sensual voice, “Rain? Like what you s-?”

He interrupts you immediately, “You fell?!? Are you okay?!”

“Wait, what?”

He yells again, “Your text!!”

“Oh,” You pause, looking down at your message, “The photo I sent, did you get that?”

“Why would you send me a photo if you fell?”

An exasperated sigh escapes you, “Just wait.”

His phone pings, the picture message coming through finally. He sees a sultry photo of you, bare, in front of the mirror in your bedroom.

“Rain? Are you there?”

He spoke again after a moment, his voice about an octave lower, “I’ll be there in 10 minutes.”

-

Mountain:

He does not text

Like, barely at all if he can help it

If you want to discover his weakness though, just send him a suggestive photo

This ghoul will wax poetic about your body all night long

Unless he's tired of course

Hi you

Hi I’m so sleepy

I’ve got something that will keep you awake if you want

Oh?

You send him a suggestive photo of you in bed, the sheet pulled up just barely covering your body and showing plenty of skin.

Fucking hell

Yeah? What would you want to do if you were here?

…

The chat bubbles sit there for about ten minutes before you get antsy.

Mountain?

You send him a meme from SpongeBob: “One Eternity Later”. Still no reply.

I stg if you fell asleep…

The next morning you wake up to a text from him apologizing for falling asleep. A second message says that he isn’t going to tell you what he would do to you, that he’d rather show you instead.

-

Cirrus:

You didn’t give her any warning, you were just feeling yourself so you sent a little slightly nude photo

Cirrus doesn’t have her phone on her though, it’s in her bag

The kicker? She and Cumulus have the same phone, down to identical phone cases which were gifts from Aurora 

Better not open your phone in public while waiting for her to reply

She will always have to one-up you

Cirrus’ phone buzzes, but she ignores it.

Cumulus holds it up because she thinks it's hers and reads the lock screen, “Cir - your ‘Midnight Snack’ sent you a photo message.”

“Could you open it and see what’s up?”

“Sure.” Cumulus pauses, clearing her throat, “Get over here, you’ll want to see this.”

“What could it possibly be -” Her eyes widened into saucers. "That little -"

"Are you going to reply?"

"Yes," Cirrus says confidently, "and you're going to take a photo of me to send back."

There is one thing for certain: her "Midnight Snack" is getting a treat tonight.

-

Cumulus:

She carries her phone around of photo opportunities and to spam the group chat with memes only

You can send her a naughty pic if you want

But it’ll take hours for her reply

She will make the wait well worth your while

You send Cumulus about 20 or so texts before she finally replies to you.

She doesn't read anything, just sees the picture.

Look at you

It's about time!

You look good enough to eat

The moment is over, been over for hours Unless...

You're in luck, little temptress, because we're in different time zones So the moment is just starting for me

You play along, especially when she sends you a photo to up the stakes that has you falling to your knees.

-

Aurora/Sunshine:

Solely communicates via Snapchat, so it’s easy to get a little spicy

She doesn’t get what you’re trying to do though, at first

Once she catches on, all bets are off

What are you doing right now? 

The photo you send is slightly on the sultry side, your hair looking mussed, and your top undone a few buttons.

She sent you a picture back of her wide grin with the line: 

Just shopping! I wanted to get some ribbons for my mic stand 😁

Well what are you wearing?

Her next picture is from someone else’s POV of her body, she’s standing in a cutesy way in corduroy overalls with her arms crossed. 

Idk what this human outfit is called It combines pants and a top and I love it!

You smile at your phone, she’s so fucking adorable. You reply with a chat:

It’s called a jumpsuit, my sweet ❤️

Yes, that’s it! Cumulus says your first message was “sexting”?? 

Your face turns red and she sends another chat message in rapid succession.

I’ll be there after I check out! Don’t unbutton any more of that top! 🍽️

-

They're all truly living rent free in my brain rn

[dewsgremlin]

The siblings of sin avoid the ghouls as much as possible.

The clergy doesn't like it when the ghouls attack humans, but it does happen from time to time. (And to be honest - nobody cares if a sister of sin is missing...)

That's why it's common for the siblings to always have a spray bottle of holy water with them. As hellish creatures, the ghouls do not like anything blessed. The holy water burns on their skin like hell.

To keep Dewdrop or Swiss at a distance, the siblings of sin sometimes have to spray an entire bottle empty. Aether, Cumulus or Mountain keep their distance on their own, but they are so polite that the siblings don't see them as a threat anyway.

Rain is normally not a threat but he is really, REALLY curious about human things and and therefore sometimes tries to get a little closer. If he gets a little too close, the siblings scare him away with clapping or loud noises.

This only works badly if Dewdrop is nearby and hears his beloved water ghoul being scared away by the noise. Then the siblings of sin definitely need more than one bottle of holy water to save themselves...

[gravehags]

Polyghouls you say? The girls kidnap borrow mountain for a few hours, because who can resist climbing a mountain with your friends ;)

I uh. Did not anticipate for this to get this long. And wow did I have fun with it.

Pairing: Mountain x Ghoulettes

Rating: EXPLICIT MDNI

Words: too many

Tags: fivesome, oral (m receiving), makeouts, penetrative sex, ghoul on ghoulette on ghoulette on ghoulette on ghoulette action

~~~

“What did you say you needed help with?”

“Oh, you know,” Aurora chirps, gently but firmly dragging Mountain by the hand down the corridor. “Need some stuff high up. Lifting. That sort of thing.”

Mountain furrows his brow.

“No one’s stronger than Cumulus and Cirrus so I’m not sure why—“

Aurora is at the end of her rope with this one. If she didn’t hurry up and secure the bag, Sunny was going to give her hell.

“Yeah but no one is as big and tall as you, Mount,” she gushes, tugging him forward, “we need you.”

Mountain blushes and clears his throat. Something about compliments from the tiny ghoulette currently hauling him at an impressive speed always gives him butterflies. And so, he lets her guide him down the hall to the ghoulettes’ quarters, happy to be of assistance. When they reach the door Aurora flashes him a bright little smile which he mirrors before she opens it and shoves him in with surprising force.

“Finally, ‘Rora we thought you’d never get here.”

Their private little living room has been turned into a veritable den of sin in her absence, with all three ghoulettes lounging on cushions and pillows in varying levels of nudity and gazing at their prize.

Their prize gazes back. Oh, does he gaze.

“H-hi, girls,” he manages to breathe, his belly and his pants suddenly tight. “You needed help reaching something?”

Cumulus fixes Aurora with a stare.

“Really, Aurora? That’s what you told him?”

The petite ghoulette is halfway through stripping off her own clothes and nearly topples over in indignation.

“Hey, I got him here, yeah? You play fetch the ghoul next time.”

It’s not the first time Mountain has seen the ghoulettes naked it’s just…all of them. All at once. Looking so soft and so warm. And looking at him so…hungrily.

“Why, uh, why am I here? Actually.”

Sunshine snorts and a now fully nude Aurora sidles up behind him and runs her hands over his shoulder blades and down his back.

“We thought you deserved a treat, big boy,” Cirrus purrs, her fingers toying with a lock of Cumulus’ hair, “don’t you want us?”

His eyes dart to Sunny. Then Cumulus. Then Aurora. Then back to Cirrus.

“All of you?” he asks, incredulous and a little impressed. “At once?”

“Mmhmm,” Aurora murmurs, standing in front of him to begin unbuttoning his shirt. “You work so hard, Mount. We just want to take care of you. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

He gurgles an affirmation as he lets Aurora tug his shirt out of his pants and throw it behind him.

“Like all of us taking turns with you? Bouncing on your cock? Sucking you off? We want to be good to you, baby. Let us be good to you.”

His mouth has gone completely dry at this point and to drive her point home, Aurora runs a small hand over the tent in his pants. The way she gazes up at him is all it takes for him to lose control. Bending down, he grabs her by the hips and lifts her, wrapping her legs around his waist. A delighted shriek comes from her and all at once the ghoulettes are on him. Lips and teeth nip at him as they remove the remainder of his clothing and lay him down on the cushions. They surround him, his little temporary harem, and Sunshine wastes no time in kissing a path down his chest. Suddenly, Cumulus grabs Aurora and kisses her, slow and wet, their limbs tangling before him.

“Like what you see?” Cirrus murmurs from beside him, her fingers running through his hair. Sunny’s path brings her face to face with his cock, hard and red and leaking. She gives him a quick smile before darting her tongue out and scooping up the dribble of pre that is sliding down his shaft.

“You’re always so sweet to us, Mount,” Cirrus purrs in his ear, “you take care of everybody. This is the least you deserve.”

Sunny removes her mouth from his cock in favor of stroking it and looking over her shoulder at the show behind her. Aurora has Cumulus on her back, sucking greedily on her nipple while working her fingers between her legs. When she draws them away and they glisten in the low light, he moans loudly.

“Give him a taste, ‘Rora,” Cumulus breathes from her pillows. Aurora crawls over to him and giggles as she places the tips of her fingers on his bottom lip. Eagerly his tongue slides out and he sucks them in, relishing the sweet taste of Cumulus.

“Clean them off nice and good, baby,” Aurora grins before peppering a series of kisses to the line of his jaw. When she pulls back and leans across his chest for a hot kiss with Cirrus, his head tips back against the pillows.

“Fuck, you’re all so…so…”

All eyes are on him now, smiles curling at their lips.

“Fucking beautiful. We don’t—ah,” Sunny lowers herself to suck the head of his cock into her mouth, “we don’t deserve you.”

A round of low laughter bounces off the walls of the small room.

“Tell that to Dew and Swiss next time they need help with their rut, yeah?” Cirrus smirks, tracing patterns into his chest.

He wants to lavish them with praise, tell them how perfect they are, but in an instant Sunny slides her mouth over his shaft and sucks. His hand flies to her russet curls.

“Fuck, Sun,” he moans, “just like that.”

Her mouth is unhurried as it takes the length of him, then sliding off completely. He very nearly whines until she begins sucking on his balls, letting her tongue dance around the skin.

“Don’t get him off too quickly,” Cirrus gently chastises the ghoulette between his legs, “we all want a turn.”

Sunny grins with all her teeth, “Oh we can easily get more than one out of him, isn’t that right handsome?”

Mountain laughs and regards them all with hazy eyes.

“I’ll stay here as long as you want me, girls.”

“Good boy,” Cirrus smiles, and the words make his cock twitch. “I think Aurora should get the honor of the first since she did the fetching.”

The petite ghoulette, currently in a tangle of limbs and tongues with Cumulus, gently attempts to extricate herself from the curvy ghoulette’s grip. Cumulus laughs and slaps her ass sharply.

“Go on, Rory,” she says, giving her nipple one last pinch, “I’ve always want to watch you take him.”

Sunshine obligingly moves out of the way so that Aurora can crawl up his body.

“Let’s show them how good this little cunt is at taking this big, fat cock, huh Mount?”

Her interactions with Cumulus have left her soaked, and she takes him firmly in hand to show him just how much.

“Fuck, ‘Rora,” he says hoarsely, “need you.”

“I know, baby,” she coos, lifting her hips up to and sliding down to prod at her entrance. “Gonna give you exactly what you want.”

Cirrus, Sunshine, and Cumulus are all rapt as they watch the tiny ghoulette slowly sink onto Mountain’s massive cock. Aurora whimpers and pants from the stretch but won’t give up until her hips are flush against his. When she does exactly that, Sunshine lets out a low whistle.

“Unholy shit, Rory,” she breathes, most impressed. “Remind me never to doubt your choice in toys again.”

Aurora beams and looks down at the ghoul beneath her. Mountain’s face is flushed, lips parted and damp, his eyes glossy as he looks up at her with adoration.

“‘Rora,” he says hoarsely, “p-please move.”

And so she does. Slowly, at first, sliding off him then taking him back in. She’s content at this pace for a few minutes, when Mountain’s fingers dig into her hips.

“Wanna watch you bounce on his cock,” Cumulus purrs, her head in Cirrus’ lap.

Aurora looks down at the ghoul inside her.

“That what you want, Mount?”

“Y-yes. Yes. Fuck ‘Rora I need it.”

She leans down to place a sweet kiss on his lips before straightening her back. In an instant her movements become sharp and frantic, riding him with impressive force. He looks up at her - the way her long hair hangs in her face, the way sweat slides down her sternum, the way her beautiful little tits bounce with the rhythm - and he is awestruck. She keeps worrying at her lower lip as she pants atop him and he knows she’s close.

“So good, Mount, touch me.”

Without a second thought his fingers fly to where the two of them are joined and his thumb rubs rapid circles over her swollen clit. Her cries become ever louder and her back arches as she takes him over and over. Beside him Sunshine lets out a groan and he feels the warmth of her cum spurting onto his side. Cirrus and Cumulus are lip locked but their eyes remain on their fellow ghoulette.

“Gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cum, fuck Mountain, yes baby that’s it, just like that.”

When she cums, her mouth hangs open in a silent scream and her cunt spasms around him. That’s all it takes for him to topple over the edge and suddenly he’s fucking up into her, painting her walls with ropes of seed as he chants her name. When both their hips finally slow, she collapses on his chest, her sweat-slick breasts pressed firmly against him. There’s a silence, from everyone, as they allow the couple to catch their breath and regain their bearings. Aurora takes advantage of the quiet to prop her chin up on Mountain’s chin. Silently she places one, two, three kisses to his face before pushing back and easing herself off of him. When she falls backwards and spreads her legs, Mountain growls as they all watch his cum leak from her red and swollen cunt.

“You done, sweetheart?” Cirrus asks from beside him, raking fingers through his hair once more. “Or do you think you can take more of us?”

He laughs, exhausted but up for the challenge.

“Give—give me a minute. Then I’ll let you all have your wicked way with me.”

Sunshine snorts in his ear and places a swift kiss to his cheek before wiping her cum off his belly. Cumulus and Cirrus recline on their respective pillows, chatting about recent abbey gossip. And Aurora, sweet Aurora, sits across from him still catching her breath. When he smiles at her she gives him a saucy little wink and blows a kiss.

He’d help the ghoulettes get something off the top shelf any day.

[endless-weightless]

Random nameless ghoul headcanons (SFW and NSFW)

I'm taking the piss with all of these. And remember, kids, this is fanfiction!

I mostly just wrote about the current ghouls but I'm more than happy to write about any past ghouls if you guys want!

TAGS/WARNINGS: mating cycles, CNC, weed mention, primal play, polyamory and orgies,

SFW✄

All of the ghouls have a specific scent but Mountain for some reason can emit any particular scent so long as it's earth related. He usually smells like pine trees and grass but if any of the ghouls are anxious leading up to rituals or just worried in general he'll make himself smell like lavender because he knows how calming it is.

Mountain is also victim to clothing robbery because he smells so nice and is SO DAMN TALL.

They're some of the most open-minded and accepting people you'll ever meet.

Full moons tend to have a weird effect on the ghouls. Not as bad as say a werewolf but they definitely become a bit more... feral. The less extreme effects would just be heightened senses and craving gamey meats more while the worst of the worst would be bordering violent and definitely nsfw (see nsfw for more on this). They'd probably call it a hunter's moon (badum tss).

All of their eyes glow very faintly in the dark.

Their pupils are like a mix of feline and just regular ol' human.

They all have claws but Aurora and Sunshine are the only ones who actually have them out because everyone else needs short nails to play their instruments.

They all purr when they're happy or they're experiencing physical affection, though the volume and intensity varies depending on the ghoul.

Mountain sleeps like a log unless he's sharing a bed, then he's everyone's teddy bear and always has an arm around someone whether he agreed to it or not.

Rain absolutely HATES throwing up.

Swiss and Sodo convinced Mountain to grow marijuana by letting him try some. The ghoul den now constantly smells faintly of weed.

All of the ghouls have their own bedrooms but prefer to cuddle with each other and usually just make a nest out of blankets and pillows in the main common room area and turn it into one giant bed for everyone.

Cirrus and Aether tend to take on an almost parental role in the group just to keep the newer ghouls in line which can be draining at times but rewarding in the end.

They all have black tails and horns that are pretty much identical with the only difference being everyone has a slight tint to theirs depending on their element (Sodo's are red, Rain's are blue, Phantom and Aether's are purple etc).

Their fangs aren't actually too sharp. Could be because they've just become blunter over time with less need to bite actual people.

Most of them straight up act like cats depending on how new they are to the mortal plane. Since Omega’s been on earth the longest, he acts more closely to a human than Phantom, who is fresh out of hell.

Zephyr gets really bad chronic leg pains which is why he's always sitting while performing and so quick to sit back down after finishing the Mummy Dust solo.

Aurora has super painful cramps leading up to her heat so Sodo has taken it upon himself to use his hands as a heating pad for her (which he will do for anyone in need of a heat pack).

NSFW✄

If you had to make a spectrum of all the ghouls from most submissive to most dominant, it'd be Sunshine, Phantom, Rain, Cumulus, Swiss (ultimate power switch), Aurora, Ifrit, Sodo, Mountain, Zephyr, Cirrus, Aether, Alpha and finally Omega.

None of them are strictly doms or subs, they like experimenting and switching things up every once in a while to keep things interesting but they certainly have preferences.

They all enjoy both monogamous and polyamorous sex equally. Sometimes they just want soft intimate sex with one person or they're just craving multiple people.

Full moons don't make everyone horny in an "I need to impregnate someone/be impregnated now" way, they make the ghouls horny in a primal way...

Some of the ghouls that are more affected by the full moon or just enjoy primal play with a bit of CNC will sometimes ask some of the siblings of sin and/or you if you'd all be comfortable with letting them "hunt" you down.

Aether and Cirrus have sleepy and lazy sex when they're tired from dealing with the ghouls and need a break and some relief.

Mountain is always looking down the sisters of sin's and the ghoulette's tops to see their cleavage. In his defence he's pretty fucking tall and can't help that he has to look down to talk to people.

If anyone in the group, including you, are feeling lonely, stressed or just exhausted and in need of some kind of relief, all of the ghouls are more than willing to give head to anyone for hours, making sure they cum at least four times before they let them have a break.

All of them have a marking kink because of their need to mate during heats and ruts.

They all go just a teensy bit feral when they pick up on the scent of a virgin with Swiss being the most dramatic about it.

And if someone doesn't smell like a virgin but instead like ghoul, they still go feral because ghouls like sharing when the moon isn't full.

Aether feels the constant need to slap every ghoul and ghoulettes ass possible, even Sodo.

Aurora, Zephyr and Phantom the most handsy out of the ghouls.

Heats and ruts are already hellish enough, but what makes it worse for the ministry is how only half of the ghouls get their heats and ruts at the same time while the other get it the other half of the time, which basically means twice as many heats and ruts in a month.

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that's all my lovelies, lmk if you want any more!

[brighteyedbushybrowed]

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬

Just some headcanons about how I think Copia, Mary, and the ghouls would kiss you.

Copia kisses you like you're about to disappear and he doesn't know if he'll see you again. He cups your face, holds you close, takes it slow so the taste of one another may never leave your mouths again. He whispers against your lips, telling you how much he loves you and how he can't bear to leave you and that he would bring you on tour with him if he didn't think it would cause problems for Imperator.

Mary Goore's kisses come across as aggressive and bruising, but you know he's trying to show you with his actions rather than words how much he loves, wants, needs you. It's desperate hands pulling on each other, twisting into hair, Mary directing you to where he wants you. His teeth biting into your lip, a tongue pushing into your mouth. He's not comfortable with the vulnerability of saying "I love you", but his desperation for you is enough to tell you that he can't let you go.

Sodo is fiery passion and pushing one another up against walls. You make him feral, make him want to say fuck everything else, because in that moment you're all that he can see and smell and hear and feel and taste. He tries to engulf you, to swallow you whole, but in reality it's you who envelopes him with your heart, and you both feel it with the intensity of your kisses. There are times when you take it slower, savour one another, but it's when you devour each other that you feel that fire burn the brightest.

Aether kisses you slowly, gently, touches feather-light as if he worries he'll break you if he holds onto you too tightly. He's aware that he's the strongest out of the other ghouls physically, and so he's careful every time you kiss. His lips ghost over yours, they meld together so seamlessly, he caresses your face so gently it almost tickles. It's always you who has to deepen it, make it rougher, and he's okay with letting you have that control. Rather that than he hurt you. He couldn't live with himself if he harmed you trying to show you his love.

The kisses between you and Swiss are plentiful, the ghoul grabbing your face and placing kiss after kiss on your lips until you're giggling and pulling him in for a longer, deeper one. You press yourselves up against one another as much as you can, leaving little to no space between you both, and it's like you're in your own bubble. He has so much love, so much passion, to give to you and he'll shower it upon you as much as he can with each and every kiss.

A kiss from Rain is full of so much raw emotion, so much that he's too nervous to say to you in front of everyone else, because he's convinced - like Copia - that this kiss could be your last and he may never see you again. But the difference is that while Copia fears he'll never see you again because he knows there's a chance he'll suffer the same fate as the other Papas, Rain is terrified that you'll bore of him and go for one of the other ghouls. So he puts all his love, all his being, into all of your kisses, foreheads touching and noses brushing. And every time, you reassure him that you're not going anywhere. You love him, nobody else.

When Mountain kisses you, unless you're taller or the same height as him he always ducks his head to brush yours. Your kisses are always slow, leisurely, and it's like the two of you become one with each other and nature itself. You feel everything draw to a standstill as you cling to one another and allow yourselves to feel everything. Sometimes, when he takes you out to a secluded spot in nature, he'll sit and bring you into his lap as you both bask in one another's glorious love while you kiss. To the two of you, the rest of the world doesn't exist. There's just the two of you.

Sunshine is unadulterated joy and love. Kisses interspersed with smiles and laughter and pure adoration for one another. When your kisses sadly end, she looks at you as if you're the moon to her sun. Your fingers intertwine as you press your lips together, bodies as flush against one another as you can get, the bumping of noses that make you break apart and giggle. She radiates pure love and happiness and she channels that into the kisses you share, her tail gently stroking your cheek because she doesn't want to let your hands go.

Cumulus' kisses always taste of whatever she and Mountain have been baking in the kitchen. They're sweet, both in taste and in essence, as she holds onto your shoulders to keep you rooted where you are. She doesn't tell anyone else, but sometimes she worries that like the wind you'll blow away and she may never get to tell you again how much she cherishes and loves you. She tries her best not to make it so obvious with her kisses, but sometimes they're so filled with need that you have to reassure her that nothing could tear you both apart. You'd fight for her, do anything for her, and she is the same with you.

The way Cirrus kisses you is similar to Sodo in that they're full of heated passion, but not as aggressive. She's forceful, pushing a knee between your legs, tugging your clothes or your hair, but not to engulf you. She wants and needs to feel you, to know that you're just as real as she is, and that this isn't a dream. But when you fight back, trying to take control and dominate the kiss, it's your way of letting her know that you're very real and that she couldn't get rid of you even if she tried. There's biting, sucking of lips, squeezing of flesh, and both of your hearts rattling against your chests. In that moment, you both feel so electric and alive.

[ethereal-maniac]

Firm believer that the Papas, Ghouls and Ghoulettes prefer their lovers ✨hairy✨

They don’t want to be intimate with a pre-pubescent child, they want to be intimate with a woman/man/adult.

THEY LOVE THE HAIR, FUCKIN FIGHT ME

[dontyoufeelitangel]

Ghosting

The ministry was a sad place, but a truth was a truth no matter how harsh.

You love your job.

You love the people you work with.

There’s a man there who you fancied,

And you were almost positive he felt the same.

From the way he’d dance with you, to the way his lips would softly touch yours.

Copia was gentle in all that he is.

He knows what to say, and how to say it. He can be honest without making it hurt.

Just a couple months ago he had made sweet promises to you, his words laced in what you thought was honesty.

“You mean a lot to me, it’s true” he gently held your hands. The two of you in the garden of the ministry.

You let out a quiet sigh and a warm smile, enjoying the moment.

It wasn’t often the two of you had time alone, Copia was a busy man.

So it shows that you really do mean a lot to him when he directly disobeys his mother for you.

He’d squeeze in time to any of his schedules if it were for you.

It was minutes before you spoke,

“Yeah?” You smiled, raising your hand to cup his cheek, rubbing your thumb along the lines of his makeup.

“Of course” he leaned into your touch.

Moments like that made you enjoy your job at the ministry.

.

There were other factors you enjoyed to, for example, Copias ghouls.

They were enjoyable to be around,

They noticed how Copia took a liking to you so in return they welcomed you to their group with open arms.

You felt safe with them, they were your closest friends.

.

There was only one flaw with the ministry

They didn’t care about simple things like relationships.

The head sister of the church was as sour and bitter as they come.

Not an ounce of sympathy could be found in her words.

Sister imperator.

He lacked respect for life, she took it every chance she would get.

Sister imperator had given direct orders to get her sons killed.

A mother lost her daughters and a son lost his brothers.

Copia was kept around longer than any of the other Emeritus brothers,

Because of this you were afraid of your feeling for him, you loved him, and with this love came a hope that he would never leave.

.

The ghost project was a band that the ministry had made to spread the word of Satan. And as well to financially fund and support the ministry.

Occasionally Copia would take himself and his ghouls on tours in different areas of the globe.

After months of waiting Copia and the ghouls were set to come back today.

You made preparations for dinner for them, setting the table before rushing outside to greet the tour bus.

.

The ghouls waddled out the bus, one by one as you counted them.

Something gloomy about their aura.

Dewdrop spotted you in the yards of the ministry and jogged towards you.

You welcomed him and gave him a hug as the rest of the ghouls caught up.

Now surrounded by ghouls you welcomed them all back,

You were getting antsy waiting for Copia, the ghouls and ghoulettes were too tall for you to attempt to look over their shoulders to the tour bus behind them.

So instead you simply asked.

“And I assume Papa is doing fine?” You questioned, one of your sweet smiles on your face.

The ghouls immediately paused and looked at eachother,

Some whispered in a ghoul language you couldn’t make out, other looked to the ground.

There was a first to speak up.

“The tour was a success of sorts” it was Swiss. You appreciated his answer but it still deflected the question.

“So he’s fine? .” You questioned again, more firm this time as you knitted your brows.

The ghouls were trying to find words, words that wouldn’t hurt as much.

Mountain took your hands in his, the other ghouls just as anxious as you waiting for him to speak up.

“He’s dead” he spoke.

The earth must’ve stopped, you felt dizzy with an unsettling turn in your stomach.

If mountain wasn’t holding your hands your sure you would’ve toppled over by now.

You let out a disbelieving laugh,

“Don’t fuck with me” you tried to make your voice sound serious but it was wobbly and raw.

You honestly wished another ghoul would’ve told you.

You trust mountain to much, you know he’d never lie.

Maybe if Dewdrop had told you, would would’ve gotten a longer feel of disbelief to save you from the bitter truth.

“Under sister imperators orders” rain spoke, he felt shame that you had to find out this way.

“You knew it was gonna end like this, it had to happen, it does every time” a newer ghoulette Aurora said.

Mountains grip on your hands only lasted so long, you crumpled to the ground.

Weak knees hitting the grass below you.

Your mind wanted to not trust them, to say they were lying.

Unfortunately for you, you trusted these ghouls with your life and you knew they wouldn’t lie to you , not about this.

The ghouls winced as you let out a blood curdling scream.

It was a long drawn out scream that only stopped for a second, only a second for you to take an inhale of air before continuing to cry.

No words could be put into your mouth to describe how this felt.

Like the walls were falling down: they were.

The world was ending, it was.

Internal panic set off, what would you do without him?

The part that hurt you the most was: you could scream and cry and scratch and shout and claw but there was absolutely nothing you could do to bring him back.

Your vision blurred and your ears rung. You were alone inside yourself, nothing else mattered.

You didn’t hear the worried voices of the ghouls trying to calm you down and making no effort.

You didn’t notice how your body gave out below you, or how the tears started to burn you cheeks.

Your world was ending,

Because how do you continue without the one you love most?

.

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Edit: I was high writing this. So it doesn’t make sense in a lot a parts, I’m not gonna fix it because it’s sorta kinda funny.

I apologize if there’s no plot and your completely lost, the 🍃 got to me.

[damagedghoulette]

How come there’s barely any stories of disabled siblings of sin or new ghouls- We should have stories that are inclusive to everyone?

More underneath- please read (:

Suffer with stuff like being amputees, nerve damage, asthma, chronic pain, chronic fatigue, heart disease, deaf, blind, autistic, epilepsy, tourettes- list goes on..

Needing a walking stick?

Needing a cane to see for you?

Needing full crutches?

Needing a wheelchair?

Prompts you can use:

Being in the Infirmary with the Quintessence ghouls so much with whatever illness or disability, they try to make life as comfortable as they can for you?

A new sibling of sin who’s blind and keeps hearing people talk about ‘Ghouls and Ghoulettes’ and finally asking someone to take them to Papa to ask if they can touch their masks so they know what people mean

A papa who overhears a sibling talking to their friends ‘do you think Papa would allow a service dog?’ And he looks into it for them before slipping a note under their door later that night explaining a dog is a possibility but a ghoul could also work too?

When a new sibling of sin arrives and they only have one leg, the other being metal and the Ghouls are absolutely fascinated with it, the ghoulettes asking first because they’re bolder and the sibling explains everything

A sibling who’s chronic pain is so severe, a ghoul rushes them into the infirmary where they become close friends and helps with the sibling get over their wheelchair embarrassment thinking they’re the only one who has to use it so the ghoul takes them to meet Zephyr

(Please if you use any of these prompts credit for the idea or a link to this so people know!)

[madangel19]

26 & 1 with Phantom and Dew for the fluff prompts?

“Your hair is so soft..”

“You have something in you hair.. um–do you want me to get it out?”

Oh these are perfect for some Phantom x Dew, Anon!

Warnings: Murder Ghoul antics, some blood and gore but nothing too explicit

Word Count: 963

Phantom felt like he was in a daze as he sat with his fellow packmates around their meal. He had no idea hunting humans was so much fun! It wasn’t often that some annoying hunter came across the woods surrounding the ministry, but when it did happen, it was all a big game amongst the ghouls to see who could take him down first.

He and Aurora had followed close behind the rest of the pack, observing as they used their abilities to terrorize the human until he was too weak to fight back when Swiss and Mountain had descended upon him. Mountain simply pinned the man down with a single hand while Swiss and Aether used their quintessence to paralyze him. After being paralyzed, the pack took their time eating him alive. 

Phantom had never eaten anything so sweet before. With only one bite, both he and Aurora became ravenous and ate as much as they could while the others laughed.

“You two are so cute. Next time, you two should give hunting a try,” Cumulus chimed, pecking Aurora’s bloody cheek. The smaller ghoulette chirped happily in response, licking her lips after nibbling on a bone. 

Phantom looked over at Dewdrop sitting next to him. He had grabbed some organ and was tearing into it ravenously while moaning in content. There was some gore getting stuck in his pretty blonde hair, staining it and giving him red streaks. 

“Hey…Um…Dew? You have something in your hair…Um–do you want me to get it out?” Phantom asked, scooching closer to the fire ghoul.

Dewdrop stopped and looked over at him with a questioning look in his fiery eyes. Blood and gore dripped from his lips, making him look all the more irresistible to Phantom. His hair was a mess with gore now, but he was obviously unphased by it. Phantom gulped and put on a smile, hoping the fire ghoul would allow him to clean him.

He knew that it was normal for ghouls to groom each other after a meal. He looked around and saw that Cirrus and Cumulus were already licking a happily chirping Aurora clean. Swiss had taken Sunshine’s hand in his and was licking some gore off. Mountain was eying the mess that Rain and Aether had made as they continued to eat the more charred meat from the body. This was the perfect time to strengthen pack bonds and Phantom wanted to get closer to Dewdrop.

“Go for it,” Dewdrop said, wiping his mouth and licking the blood from his fingers.

Phantom’s heart nearly skipped a beat as he chittered excitedly and got closer to Dewdrop’s side. The fire ghoul was nibbling on a piece of meat while watching him curiously. Even some of the other ghouls were watching quietly. There was no possible way he could mess this up.

Phantom reached out and gently ran a few fingers through Dewdrop’s hair. He paused when he noticed just how soft and warm his hair was. All thoughts of the gore in Dewdrop’s hair were gone. 

“Your hair is so soft,” Phantom whispered as he carefully gave his head a scratch. Dewdrop purred softly, his eyes closing in bliss as he leaned into his touch.

“Mmm yeah. It’s the blood,” the fire ghoul murmured, yawning and exposing a mouthful of bloody teeth with a low hiss. Phantom continued petting him until Dewdrop was resting his head in his lap.

“You’re in for it now, Phantom. Once you start petting his head, he’ll never leave you alone,” Swiss chuckled darkly.

“He’ll bite ya if you stop,” Sunshine giggled.

“I won’t bite. I already ate,” Dewdrop murmured, gazing up at Phantom with a tired but content look in his eyes. 

Phantom didn’t mind. He was more than happy to touch his soft hair and clean him as much as he could. Maybe the fire ghoul would even show his thanks by doing the same thing with him. He had overheard many wonderful stories of how warm his fingers could be. 

He began picking the pieces of gore from his hair and popped them into his mouth. They were so warm and tasty. Was this just from being in Dewdrop’s hair? 

He went back to massaging Dewdrop’s scalp, getting even more rumbling purrs from him. After a few moments, he got an idea and used his quintessence on him. A drunken smile appeared on Dewdrop’s bloody lips as he curled up in Phantom’s lap. 

“Oh, how sweet!” Cumulus cooed.

“Someone get a picture of that,” Aether said.

“Mmm, no pictures. I’ll burn them if you do,” Dewdrop grumbled.

“You always say that, but you never do, Firefly,” Aether said with a chuckle.

Swiss had taken his phone out and was already taking pictures. Dewdrop grumbled something under his breath before turning his attention back to Phantom. He reached up and caressed the base of one of his horns with a playful smirk. Phantom shivered at the wonderful sensation before Dewdrop pulled his hand away, revealing a small piece of meat that had been stuck in his hair. 

“You gonna stay with me tonight?” He asked, popping the flesh in his mouth while winking at him playfully.

Phantom chirped in surprise, looking around at the rest of his packmates. His gaze immediately went to Aether who he knew often stayed with Dewdrop on most nights. Aether nodded and gave him a thumbs up.

“I…Um…Sure! I can sleepover,” Phantom stammered. He wasn’t sure what they would be doing since it looked like Dewdrop was going to pass out at any moment, but he was perfectly fine with just cuddling up with the warm ghoul.

“Perfect,” Dewdrop murmured, closing his eyes happily. 

“He likes you,” Rain commented.

Phantom smiled as he continued to pet Dewdrop’s soft hair.

[forlorn-crows]

Crowwwwwwwww you're giving me mushy brain :(

I'd love to see the ghoulettes enjoying the abbey grounds on a nice spring day. Lunch by the lake where they feed each other fruit. Wandering through the rose garden, Sunshine picking flowers for them all to pit in their hair. Holding hands while they watch the sunset. Just give me SWEET LADIES PLS I BEG ♡

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Balmy spring afternoons are always the ghoulette’s favorite. Something about the way the air smells, the way the breeze ruffles the green buds on the trees; it’s a renewing, grounding feeling that air elementals long for every year. As soon as the winter’s chill finally breaks and the icy bite of the air is replaced with the sweetness of regrowth, Cirrus, Cumulus, and Sunshine are outside as much as their schedules will allow it.

Sunshine is bounding through the rose garden with Cirrus and Cumulus in tow. Her lithe form floats amongst the baby blooms of ivory, blush pink, and crimson, seemingly opening up ever so slightly as she passes by.

“Come on, little clouds!” She yells back to them, grinning wide. Cirrus flies after her, but Cumulus has given up trying to catch either of them.

“Both of your legs are too long! You’re like little fairies I just can’t get my hands on,” she laughs, taking a shortcut through a break in the shrubbery.

Cirrus grabs Sunshine around the waist once she catches her, making the smaller ghoulette giggle with glee. She tries to scurry her way out of her arms, but Cirrus holds fast, peppering her cheek with little kisses and a playful nip or two.

“Caught the little star, ‘Lusy!” Cirrus shuffles them around the corner and back to Cumulus.

“’Put her in your pocket, never let her fade away,’” she sings, reaching out to them and completing the Sunshine sandwich. “What should we do with her now that we’ve caught her?”

“Hm,” Cirrus muses playfully, looking at her as if she were a frog they captured from the creek. “I think we should . . .” she trails off for dramatic effect. Sunshine holds her breath, biting back a smile.

“Eat her!” Cirrus and Cumulus say in unison, unleashing kisses and pinches in all the places they can reach. It’s their favorite game, one to which they all know the pattern. Sunshine squeals and chirps with delight, wriggling under their ticklish touches.

“Mercy! Mercy! Spare me, oh devilish ones!” she laughs.

“Oh, I don’t know, sweet Sunshine,” Cirrus purrs against her jaw. “You’re so delicious, why should we let you go?”

Cumulus lowers the tone of her voice too, devious. “Tell us, little sprite.”

Sunshine blushes, ducking her head into her shoulder. “I dunno,” she says shyly. But the smirk she’s hiding says otherwise.

“You mean to tell us you are not the most delicious little slice of sunshine we have managed to capture thus far?” Cirrus pokes her on the cheek.

“No,” she giggles, squirming in their arms. “I taste like mud and bugs!” Somehow, she breaks free from their grasp, trilling and laughing as she runs away. Cirrus and Cumulus just laugh along, following after Sunshine once more.

Later, they end up at the lake, sprawled out on a blanket on the cool grass. Sunshine is peeling clementines, the citrus scent blanketing them with its sweetness. Cumulus’ head is in her lap, fluffy curls splaying out over her crossed legs. Cirrus leans against Sunshine’s back with her head dropped against her shoulder, basking in the setting sunlight.

“Lus,” Sunshine says, plopping a small slice in her mouth. “Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

Cirrus’ laugh reverberates through her back. Cumulus looks up at her, eyes crinkling. “If you were a worm?” she verifies.

“Yeah, you know,” she says through chewing, “if I randomly turned into a worm. Would you still love me?”

“Of course, I would still love you. Put you in a little jar and carry you everywhere we go.”

Sunshine chirps at that. “You would?”

“I’d get Mountain to help us make you a terrarium. Could stick you in the greenhouse and feed you whatever worms eat,” Cirrus chimes in.

“Decorate your enclosure with flowers and sticks and leaves.”

“You’d be the cutest worm.” Cirrus tips her head back further to place a kiss on Sunshine’s jaw.

They sit in contended silence for a while, sharing the last of the clementines. Sunshine idly twirls pieces of Cumulus’ hair, running her fingers over all the rosebuds her and Cirrus had placed there. They look like a pastel galaxy—pinpricks of petals in a bright blonde sky. She pets Cirrus’ hair too, having laid down next to Sunshine’s thigh, weaving her raven-black hair into Cumulus’ light strands.

The sun sits just on the horizon of the lake, bathing the three in a honey-amber glow. Sunshine breathes in the scent of spring and renewal, sighing happily. She closes her eyes, letting the light settle over her eyelids.

“It’s like it’s giving me a hug,” she says quietly.

Cumulus looks up at her, admiring the way her entire being seems to glow. It pulls on something deep in her chest and makes her smile. She reaches down to intertwine her hand in hers. Cirrus reaches up and overhead to capture Cumulus’ free hand, completing their little circle.

They sit in silence, giving small squeezes to each other’s hands until the sun goes down.

[sink-me-in-your-ocean]

𝔊𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔥 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔫𝔰 II (2.5)

How would the Ghoulettes 'manhandle' you when you're being naughty?

Ghoulette Edition (*/ω＼*)

Ghoul Version Here

NSFW/Suggestive below the cut.

Cirrus:

Tries to ignore it when you initially text her while hot and bothered

She knows you’ll try any tactic to get under her skin, but that’s okay…

Because she knows exactly how to make you tremble 

Her resolve doesn’t last as long as she wants before she gives in to your temptation 

She loves teasing you back, but only in certain instances

“What, didn’t expect me to call you?”

You had picked up on the fifth ring and played coy, “No? Whatever could you be calling me for?”

“Oh you know exactly what you’re doing. Tell me, what are you wearing?”

“Uh,” you describe your loungewear.

“Good, now take it off, slowly. It’s my turn to command the conversation, isn’t that right my siren?”

-

Cumulus:

Bides her sweet, sweet time

Gives you those eyes that tell you ‘if you don’t stop, you know what you’re in for later’

When you continue to act up, oh, she’s got her mental list open and ready

She notes every little action you do, everything you say to misbehave

She can’t wait to use it on you later and have you recall every last detail

“I warned you.”

A voice like heaven, and a hand like hell.

“Sweet thing, remember when you said you’d do anything to have me?”

“Y - yes?”

“So be a good pet for me, and beg. No. Lower than that. Get on your knees.”

-

Aurora/Sunshine:

This small but mighty ghoulette doesn’t waste any time

She weighs her options first, pretending not to care until you all but throw yourself at her

She packs quite the punch (not a literal one) once you get her riled up

Before you retract your actions with feeble words she’s already got the check and whisking you off to the car

The backseat of the car

“You said you wanted to get out of here. Why so shy now, hm?”

“Because someone could see us.”

“That wasn’t stopping you at the table though, was it?”

Excitement clogged your throat, you barely squeaked a syllable out.

“Hush, you sweet devilish thing, I’ll make all those dirty thoughts of yours come true.”

-

[dewsgremlin]

Rain, talking to Swiss: "Living with Dewdrop is like living with a cat.He is bitchy, hates being touched most of the time, wakes you up in the dead of night and he also constantly occupies the whole bed even though he is soo small. And yet I can't help but love him unconditionally."

*Meanwhile, Dew as he lies on the couch and tries to eavesdrop on the conversation about him*

[quitelitteghoulpup]

Plushia Phantom

Just him being randomly grabbed by the other ghouls and taken to their bed, imprisoned as their plushia for the night. He's a cuddle bug after all.