#ghost band aether

[jd-loves-fiction]

Keep me warm (inside and out)

➢ I’m cold and horny so cockwarming with Aether it is :) It’s my first smut with one of the ghouls so be gentle 😅

➢ 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: Aether x GN!Reader

➢  𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: smut

➢  𝖜𝖈: 838

➢  𝖆/𝖓: fr took me way to long to write something so short but that’s what i get for trying to write soft-horny when i’m feeling rough-horny 🙃

Your eyes inch open as the cold nips at your exposed nose, which you promptly hide beneath the warm covers.

Shuffling seems to have been the wrong decision to make, as it reminds you of what happened the previous night… and how you ended it - with Aether’s cock inside you.

It surprised both of you how easily he gave in to the idea. All it took was some batting lashes, grabby hands and a whiny tone for him to give in, “It’s cold… Come warm me up, baby.”

The shiver that runs down his spine is so strong you can see it, all the way down his dark purple spaded tail which jerks in surprised arousal. He knows you don't mean just cuddling, there's nothing innocent in the glint of your irises and the expansion of your pupils.

He steps closer to you, slowly, heavily - prowling forward like a panther eyeing its prey.

“Tell me what you really want, bunny. Don’t tease.” It’s your turn to shiver, sitting up to be eye-level with his waist.

You give him your best, wide, pleading gaze, “Come warm me up from the inside, with your big, hot cock. Please, Aether.”

He breathes in a hiss through his teeth, lids fluttering before his clawed fingers grasp your chin, “That’s better. But you know that’s not my name, bunny. Not right now.”

His eyes glue themselves to the way you pull your bottom lip between your teeth before letting it go, now red and plump, “Please put your cock in me, sir.”

Aether exhales harshly, fingers tightening just slightly, “Much better.”

He lets go of your face just as your tongue peeks out to lick at his fingers, “Take your clothes off and lay on your side, facing the wall.”

You do so without question but slowly, teasingly, testing his patience just for the Hell of it. Luckily for you, he finds it more amusing than anything else. Plus, he craves the feeling of you wrapped tight and warm around his cock more than to punish you right now. Still, he can’t help but pull your leg a little.

“You’re being awfully slow for someone who asked for this.” He chuckles as your brows furrow and your cheeks puff in adorable frustration. He takes a moment to admire your naked body before grasping your chin once again and looking deeply into your eyes with an intensity that has your face relaxing completely, “Lie down like I told you to, bunny.”

He says it so sweetly, with that tender smile on his plump lips crinkling the corners of his eyes, that it would feel like blasphemy to not obey. So you, this time without teasing or complaining, back to Aether as you listen to the rustling of clothes before his comforting warmth and weight settle just behind you.

The dipping of the mattress brings you closer to him, his large, calloused hand settling on your hip to keep you from bumping into him but unable to keep you from feeling his hard length pressing deliciously against your back.

“You think you can take me? Just like this?” He breathes hot against the back of your neck and it makes you suppress a shiver. You tell ‘yes’ quietly, feeling that any louder and your voice would crack with heavy arousal. Which he can most definitely smell if not just sense, by the lazy flicker of his tail and the teasing circles at your hip that dip a bit too far down to just be reassurance. “If you say so.”

You turn your head back when his hands disappear from your body for a bit too long to see him run his forked tongue over the length of his palm and fingers before wrapping his wet hand around his flushed cock. You moan, depraved and desperate, “If you keep making those sounds, this is gonna go down a very different path.” He warns half-heartedly.

“And why shouldn’t it?” The moment the words escape your mouth, Aether’s one dry hand slides around your throat, just sitting there, holding and but not squeezing. His other, slick hand, holds open one of your legs.

“I’m too tired for that, bunny. Plus, I’m not letting you take back that request.” He growls the last word while nudging his cock right over your entrance, sending another harsh shiver down your spine.

Your hips tilt back instinctively, urging him inside, “Just- Come on, Aether. I’m cold~."

How could he resist such a sweet plea?

Coming back to the present, the memory makes you clench around the weighty length still inside you - oh so deliciously warm - just like you wanted.

Air tickles the back of your neck before two large hands wrap around your chest, pulling you against Aether’s soft body, “Awake already?”

The rumble of his deep, morning voice, passing through his chest at your back and into your ear has you squirming and tightening on his cock with a gasp.

“Hmm, are you warm, bunny? Perhaps not warm enough. Let’s fix that.”

[bonncy]

photocards of the demon cats

[wolves333]

That one Ghoul who 🧿👄🧿 into your soul

Big Earth bbg<3

His eyes♥️♥️

[xruiiii-blog]

portable fireplace🔥

[bazlk]

idk im bored and still have lots of unfinished sketches from last year

[blanchebees]

Assorted Magma doodles

Tip jar

[imperhine]

remember when ghost posted off stage stuff on their instagram? here's aether and ifrit being silly and holding hands

[ghuleh-recs]

COME GET YALL FREE SEROTONIN (aka Copia giggling at Aether’s lil jump)

[genderlessghoul]

I've been wanting to do this post for a while now so here is EVERYTHING I CAN TELL YOU ABOUT THE GHOULS' IMPERA COSTUMES.

Buckle up because I have a LOT to say about those, this is gonna be a very long one.

The costumes were designed by B Åkerlund, a Swedish costume designer who's worked with Ghost since at least Meliora (that's as far back as I was willing to scroll on her Instagram page lol). B Åkerlund has also worked for many other musical artists such as Lady Gaga, Beyoncé, Madonna, the Rolling Stones, Ozzy Osborne, Blink 182 and Hollywood Undead (information from her own website)

The masks were made by Bob Basset, a visual artists who works a lot with leather. I find his work fascinating, you can look him up on Instagram (nsfw warning, there's a few naked ladies).

Fun fact! The horns are real cow horns. That's the reason some of them have gold tips, to hide the imperfections that come with working with actual horns.

He does have a shop where he sells his items, there's a mask there very similar to the Impera ones. You can also buy Papa's batwings if you happen to have 2500$ lying around!

The jackets are made on the same model as one of Papa's. The back is decorated with a spine-like design made from leather and cording. It's adorned with a few of our classic Impera buttons. Some of the hems were left raw and some deliberate weathering was done to make it look old and worn.

Fun fact! The shoulder pieces are not sewn into the garment, I would assume for easier cleaning. I don't know if they're held by strong magnets or snap buttons.

The vest (my beloved 😩) is made from flocked velvet in a paisley pattern, the front hems embellished with satin piping. It closes in the front with custom metal clasps that are riveted into the garment. The D parts are attached with what seems to me like wide elastic, which would lessen the pression on the clasps when moving around a lot. The back is made from two different types of fabric, I'd have to touch it to be able to tell you what they are. I assume the panels closer to the sides have some mild stretch to them. The top of the shoulders are decorated with Impera grucifix patches.

The shirts were not custom made for the ghouls, altho they were altered. The original shirt in the vintage painter linen shirt from Punk Rave and it is still being sold. Some of the cuffs were altered, removing the ruffles for some of the ghouls, but not all. They were removed for Dew, Mountain and Phantom, Aether's didn't have them either. As far as I can tell, all the ghoulettes still have them.

An unfinished piece of linen serves as an ascot, that piece is decorated with a metal devil skull. The colour of the skull doesn't appear to be consistent between each ghoul, Dew's looks gold almost bronze while Phantom's is a silver-like colour.

Another modification is the buttons, a small portion of them were removed in favor of our Impera buttons. Some of the ghouls have more buttons replaced than others, which is still a mystery to me.

The pants are called Jodhpurs, they were invented in the 1800s as horse riding pants. The wide part at the hips and thighs allowing for better movement. The ones the ghouls wear don't reach all the way to their ankles, they stop a bit past the calf muscle, hidden by the boots. (Yes, the ghouls are effectively wearing capri pants)

The boots are motorcycle riding boots, decorated by a grucifix. Like the shirt, they can still be bought online through the All American Boots website, altho the price tag is... Headache inducing to say the least.

The cape is a piece of costume that was only briefly worn on stage by the ghouls, Aurora being the only one who still wears one. I would assume it gets in the way of playing very easily. The cape itself is made of two fabrics, a light blue satin and a dark grey suede. The two pieces are not sewn together at the bottom, they move freely from each other. The cape is attached on the left shoulder with a harness piece that has one strap across the chest, decorated with a metal buckle, and one under the armpit.

Aight that's it for me, have a nice day byyyyye!!

[psina-alina]

ghuide (ghoul guide) 2.0 | 1.0 |

fell free to repost it, just credit me!

(x)

[floating-goblin-art]

reunion

[jd-loves-fiction]

𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥 (1)

➢  A new ghoul is summoned, they're small and unsure of who they want to be. The ghouls and ghoulettes help them figure it out while bringing them into their loving arms and showing them that no matter what path they choose, they will be loved.

➢ 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: poly!nameless ghouls/ghoulettes x OC (Ghoulie)

➢ 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: fluff, smut (with a sprinkle of angst sorry) [series]

➢ 𝖜𝖈: 1.1k

➢ 𝖆/𝖓: 

➢⚠️: nothing in this chapter, besides swearing and vague descriptions of hell??

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 1 - 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌

At first there's just pure heat. Nothing coherent, only instincts and pure fucking heat. But that's nothing new for a ghoul in Hell - what comes next, however, is.

Light flashes before the chosen ghoul’s unprepared eyes, followed by a rushing wind all around like her own personal tornado. And in a second there’s cool marble beneath her back and the light has faded to complete, all-encompassing darkness.

Whispers and soft toned speech sounds around the barely conscious ghoul once the horrendous ringing disappears. The poor creature is so drained but she is unable to so much as open her eyes let alone identify how many entities crowd the room or who (what) they are exactly.

And so she has little choice but to lay there and wait for her strength to return or for sleep to claim her mercifully.

It does so eventually, once the onlookers reach an agreement and she's raised into warm, sturdy arms. Resisting sleep after that would be no more than a fool's errand, so she allows it to take her with no complaints as she feels it start to tug at her exhausted– well everything.

Aether feels the vulnerable ghoul relax even further into his arms as he carries them to his room. He hopes his presence might ease their reaction to the new environment.

He still remembers parts of what Hell was like, despite how long it's been since he was summoned. It's hellish to say the least. Unbearably hot and filled with ghouls and wandering human souls. The first of which are everything but gentle or loving or much of anything really. They are no more than feral, scared little creatures, doing their utmost to survive.

There are no rules for ghouls in Hell, just instincts and pure fucking heat.

Compared to all that, the abbey must be the closest thing to Heaven a ghoul will ever get to experience. Despite this, there is no guarantee that the new ghoul will take well to this place, Satan knows Dew was an absolute handful when he was summoned.

Aether is careful with them, gently laying their naked body down on his bed but not yet covering them. The ghoul’s temperature is still far too high and clothes can be extremely irritating, if not painful, to one who’s not used to them.

After confirming that the nameless ghoul won’t be waking up any time soon, Aether gathers a large, cool glass of water and the biggest, softest shirt in his room. Sure, it’ll probably still feel somewhat uncomfortable but he’d rather avoid giving anyone (Swiss) ideas about playing with the new ghoul.

Such considerations inevitably have him thinking about it too as he looks over their barely twitching body. It’s not much different from what is customary of a ghoul to look like. The same pointy ears, same grayish, discolored look to their skin and a dark spaded tail.

But they’re just so tiny. Smaller than Dew! Aether takes a deep breath to will away any and all feelings stirring within his chest because of this information. Not the time.

He already feels like kind of a pervert for staring-- no, observing the newcomer so closely (even if he reasons to himself that he’s just checking for injuries).

Busying his mind with further observation, he finds that this ghoul lacks colored lines across their body which would indicate their element, and that one of their (once again, very small) horns is badly chipped. His heart tugs at the sight, he knows how badly that hurts.

Physically shaking away all previous thoughts of any kind, Aether, slowly, lightly dresses the ghoul in his shirt, before realizing that they’re out so cold only a bomb could wake them. And even then he can’t be sure they would.

Large hand gently resting on the ghoul’s skin, Aether finds its temperature adequate and pulls the covers up, taking mental stock of what he needs to tell the others - who will undoubtedly swarm him with questions that he will probably not be able to answer.

The ghoul is sleeping and with no apparent nightmares, which while unusual for recently summoned ghouls fresh off the fiery pits of Hell itself, is a huge relief. Their horn no longer has a point but other than that they are unscathed, which is also odd for such a lawless, merciless place. He is unable to establish a mental link so he does not know their name or how they’d like to be referred to as. And lastly, he has no clue what their element is.

He’s somewhat disappointed but not knowing much beats having to calm down a bloodlusty, feral ghoul.

Noticing that a strand of long black hair has fallen over their now twitching nose, Aether brushes it out of the way, feeling the heat of their face against his skin and catching himself staring again.

The lights are turned off and the door is closed as softly as possible before Aether loses himself to the point of having the ghoul wake up to him staring at them… that probably would not go well.

He gets no peace, however, as he’s immediately bombarded by the rest of his pack. Bombarded is a strong word for it; they are simply staring him down not so patiently and waiting for him to say something, anything.

“They’re sleeping fine, out like a rock. I didn’t get much else besides that.” He says honestly, watching as the most excited ghouls deflate in disappointment. It’s been awhile, something like many decades, since Sunshine was summoned so Aether doesn’t really blame them for forgetting how the new ghouls tend to be. The most they usually get is a name exhaled just before they pass out.

Swiss, Sunshine, Cumulus and Dew disperse, sitting heavily in various places around the common room. They’ll get over it pretty soon, Aether’s sure of it.

He sits next to Mountain and Rain on the couch with a sigh, “Any injuries we should worry about?” asks the earth ghoul while running his fingers through the water ghoul’s wavy hair.

“A chipped horn and nothing else, weirdly enough.” Mountain nods in response. None of them remembers much of the last summoning, except for the many burns and various injuries littering the newcomer's body.

"When do you think they'll be up?" Rain follows up, faking mild disinterest even though Aether caught his wide gaze the moment he stepped out of his room.

"I really wish I knew, Rainy. I really do." He tells the water ghoul honestly, watching as he nods in understanding.

Nothing else to do but wait.

[piepie-li]

did some fanart for the boys.....

[papaandtheghouls]

You can hear them talking?!!! Giggling?!

[xruiiii-blog]

Still trying to get used to drawing these twoooo🖤🖤

[purlty23]

Aether leaving the band was my yaoi 9/11