#rain ghoul is dreamy

[owlghuleh]

Hands…arms…tattoo…rings..Jibgbninbffdxmkk

[ghuleh-recs]

Happy B @p1nkcanoe !! I threw together a list of my favorite p1nk fics in honor of the official ghoul den housewife’s birthday! Below you'll find a mix of polyghouls, papas, and plenty of Swiss—a little something for everyone. Not only is she a fantastic writer, but she also consistently shares amazing gifs, clips, and some truly iconic shitghosting. We are beyond lucky to have her here ♡

Wouldn’t it be a looovely present if you read a few of these and left some sweet comments?

recs under the cut.

swiss shaves copia's face for him - copia x swiss (gen)

copiasjuicebox asked: thoughts you say? Sometimes Swiss likes to sit on Copia’s lap and shave his face for him as delicately as possible

it's not uncommon for the multi-ghoul to sneak into the papal wing just as the sun has begun to descend over the lake, enter his papa's bedroom, and find him in the bathroom scrubbing at the blur of black and white and gray paint on his weathered features. copia used to wave him away. he used to shrug off swiss' kind hands, refusing to accept the little bit of help in fear of being seen as the old man he feels like on the outside. now, when swiss slips into the bathroom and closes the door softly behind him, copia moves wordlessly to the upholstered chair in the corner of the massive room and sits, waits for the ghoul to take over.

the fiction of speed - aurora x mountain

every year mountain raises a different species of butterfly to liven up his greenhouse. this year, he decides to raise ulysses swallowtails, vibrant blue and black butterflies, and becomes perplexed when one of his pupae fails to emerge with the rest of the flutter. as it turns out, it wasn't just any ordinary butterfly, but a friend.

Aurora becomes a friend. He looks for it in the tangle of leaves, stems, and vines every morning and offers out his hand for her to perch upon. It’ll fan out its wings for him, show off its colors, and he appreciates its beauty, its fragility, and its trust in him.  A beast and a butterfly; an unlikely pair. 

good JFK - phantom x swiss

jimothybarnes on tumblr asked: Swiss gives someone of your choice good jfk (maybe on the tour bus? in front of everyone? after a show?)

Swiss will not keep his hands to himself. He’s got something on his mind for sure. He’d stared at Phantom throughout the entirely of the night’s ritual from his platform, had glued his hands to Phantom’s waist and the small of his back during bows, and had practically dragged the ghoul to the dressing room afterwards to smother him with his lips and grope at sweaty skin until the door opened and the rest of their pack had filed in. And now, sitting on the bus, he still won’t stop staring at him like he wants to eat him alive. 

once twice melody - dewdrop x rain

A kiss is placed right under his ear and Rain presses his cheek into Dew's hair. Dew smiles at the slight vibrations against his back; Rain is purring. The odd feeling twisting in his gut returns and he allows himself to bask in it before craning his neck to catch the other's lips in a chaste kiss. "Rain, have you ever floated?" Dark brows knit together. His lips ghost over the fire ghoul's nose and lips as he speaks. "You mean like floating at the surface of the water?" "No, I mean like floating. It's an old manipulation trick. Makes you feel like you're flying, sort of." Rain shakes his head in small, minuscule movements as to not break the contact between them. "Then no. I've never floated. Can you show me?" Dew nods.

dreamy bruises - secondo x mountain

secondo calls upon his most massive ghoul for a favor: give him everything he's got and more.

Secondo’s room is warm both in atmosphere and in temperature, lit by the grand stone hearth that crackles and burns bright, and Mountain is already covered in a thin layer of sweat. He’s nervous, has been since the tiny sibling knocked on the door to the den and requested that Mountain meet his Papa in his bedroom. “ ASAP ,” she’d said before turning on her heels and escaping back into the abbey. He’d thought he’d been in trouble, perhaps finally getting punishment for the marble bust he’d accidentally walked into months ago. What he didn’t expect was to find his Papa strewn out on his bed clad only in an evergreen colored robe and a glass of red wine in his hand, beckoning him inside and asking him to lock the door behind him. “I have a special request…” he’d said in that gorgeous, husky voice. Everything after that had been a blur.

hold your camera high and click (series) - swiss x everyone

swiss has a polaroid camera and he loves to photograph his packmates.

There’s a wooden box in Swiss’ nightstand where he keeps his filthy photograph collection. Next to it is an empty space where he keeps the Polaroid camera, but an hour ago it was moved to his desk where it sits now, hooked up to an outlet so it can charge. The light on the side blinks orange–raised from the dead. It’s been a while since he’s broken the thing out. A thin film of dust had gathered over the top since he photographed Sunny only a year ago and the multi-ghoul had been more than excited to brush it off. 

the moon doesn't mind - copia x cumulus (x phantom)

phantom can't sleep. a glance out his window exposes a night of intimate fun between his papa and cumulus that can't be ignored.

He stands there for a while, watching and taking in the beauty of the dead of night, and he’s about to retreat back to the warmth of his bed when a shuffle of movement catches his eye from the papal wing. It’s difficult to tell exactly what it is he’s seeing through his Papa’s bedroom window. He glances back at his clock, 2:31 am, a peculiar hour for his papa to be awake. A quick glance further down the wing confirms that his office is dark. Strange. What in the world is Copia up to so late?

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[miasmaghoul]

hellohello :)!! i saw the tags you left on the mountaindew piece, very very glad you liked it <3

based on that i am offering you a prompt of some sleepy ghouls, possibly with how they fight off the cold when it comes to winter :0? go absolutely bonkers w it (your writing is fantastic can i say, like. incredible. esp with descriptions)

ACK THANK YOU OMG YOU'RE TOO KIND <3

THAT MOUNTAIN-DEW PIECE IS WONDERFUL AND I AM THROWING YOU KISSES FOR IT MWAH MWAH MWAH

Cozy eepy ghoul fluff JUST FOR YOU

Rain grumbles to himself in bed, curled up on his side and shivering.

It's another drafty winter night and the water ghoul is miserable, alone in his room and too cold to get up and stoke the fire he'd let burn down to embers much too quickly. It's after midnight and he's tired, a long day of library work and practice behind him. But it's way too cold for him to sleep, and he'd rather be back in the pit than forced to get up in this chill.

Rain hisses as he wriggles an arm out of the mass of blankets he's wormed himself into to grab his phone from the nightstand, fingers shaking while he types.

R: Help, my fire went put and I'm freezing.

R: *out

The screen goes dark and Rain swears he can see his breath in the moonlight pouring over him. He whines high in his throat and tugs a blanket over his head. His phone buzzes a few minutes later.

D: fuck u too? satanas i gotta be in 4 rooms at once apparently

Well, at least Rain isn't the only one suffering.

R: Shit. Sorry Dew.

D: stfu its not ur fault

D: common room in 20

Rain perks up at that. The common room this late at night can only mean one thing. There's just a little problem.

R: I can't het up, I'll be an icicle. :(

R: *get, sorry, fingers are frozen.

D: ffs

D: hang on i'll get u a ride princess

Rain rolls his eyes and curls back in on himself. He imagines the others passing the time while they waited for the impending meetup.

Mountain would be fussing over his plants first and foremost, pressing gentle fingers into their soil to distribute his earthen warmth. He'd be in low-slung flannels and a long sleeved shirt, little sprigs of lavender poking from his hairline as sleep tried to dig its claws into him. Rain thinks about how wonderful Mountain is to sleep next to, naturally warm and big enough engulf his whole body. They sleep back to chest every time, legs tangled together, Mountain's arm clutching Rain's chest with their fingers intertwined. Mountain would snore into his hair, lulling him into a dreamy slumber.

Aether would be in a similar boat as Rain, his proximity to the void at the source of his power leaving him cooler than most. He wouldn't show it though. If Rain went to him right now, Aether would be lounging in bed with a medical text and those elegant silver-framed reading glasses in place, casual as could be in just a pair of pajama pants. His eyes would be heavy though, sleep dragging at their corners. Rain would slip under the covers and Aether would put his things aside, sliding down onto his back and letting the water ghoul curl against his side. Rain would hook a long leg over Aether's hip and an arm over his belly, resting his head on his soft chest. Rain always falls asleep first, soothed by Aether's quintessence and comforting presence.

Dew, if he weren't running around prepping for an impromptu ghoul pile, would undoubtedly be with either Aether or Swiss. It was rare to find the fire ghoul sleeping alone, except maybe in the dead of summer. Rain didn't mind sleeping next to him in any season, his natural chill an advantage that allowed them to share a bed on even the warmest nights. Dew would either be playing his beat up acoustic or watching some nonsense on his phone until sleep took over, dropping the device into his own face at least once. To sleep with Dewdrop is to sleep naked, and Rain quite likes that about the experience. They sleep face to face, entangled in one another any way they can manage, skin to skin and forehead to forehead. Rain would drift off on the scent of cinnamon and a crackling fire, awash in cozy warmth.

Swiss would be in whoever's bed would have him. Not always for anything lascivious, but the multighoul did NOT sleep alone. He'd had horrific nightmares after his summoning, the others finding him shrieking his lungs out in the dark. The presence of others at night had helped him through it, and the habit had stuck. If Swiss had texted Rain to come to his room, it would have led to two things - being stoned and making out. Not that you'd hear Rain complaining about it. He'd lay his head in Swiss's lap and let the other ghoul feed him the joint. Sometimes he'd kiss him with a mouthful of smoke instead, and Rain liked that especially. They would drift together, tactile and giggly and in just their boxers, Rain eventually falling asleep between Swiss's legs, arms wrapped around his waist. Swiss would sing him there, gentle claws running over his scalp while Rain pressed kisses into the little bit of pudge at his waistband.

The girls would be together in their nest, formerly Cumulus's chambers. Cirrus and Sunshine's rooms were always empty at night, unless they were entertaining a guest. Even then, they always migrated back together. Anyone was welcome in their shared den, to their oversized bed strewn with countless pillows and blankets, but it was always at least the three of them. The ghoulettes all sleep in pajamas that differ only in color; camisole style tops with shorts in light blue for Cumulus, silver for Cirrus and peach for Sunshine. They fit together in the nest, Sunshine at the center so the others could nestle into her warmth. Cumulus and Cirrus would mirror each other at her sides, one leg hooked over each of hers and their heads on her shoulders, arms around each other. If Rain joined alone, he liked to lay on his stomach under their tangle of legs, the weight of them carrying him off so easily.

If Rain were warm enough to sleep, he'd be reading himself there. He's currently in the middle of a trashy urban fantasy with vampires and werewolves, one he couldn't make it through a single chapter of without laughing hysterically. But ideally Dew would be here, sitting between Rain's legs and talking about everything and nothing while Rain braided his hair and soaked in his warmth. Dew would be doing something with his hands - rubbing Rain's calves, up to his thighs and then wriggling back against Rain's naked body. The water ghoul would smirk and say his name low, but the fire ghoul would feign innocence. He was just getting comfy. They'd tease each other until Rain was finished tying off the braid, then Dew would be flipping around so they could ravish each other. They'd fall asleep the same way as always, only much, much closer.

The designated 20 minutes fly by as Rain loses himself in thoughts of warmer times, and before he knows it he's being dragged from his reverie by his door being thrown open. Rain startles, peeking from behind his blankets to squint at the broad shape in the doorway.

"Someone said you needed a lift?"

Rain huffs out a laugh as Ifrit strides into the room in just a pair of low-slung sweats, arms crossed over his ample chest. Rain is tempted to just drag the fire ghoul into bed and lay on top of him, basking in his warmth.

"I can't feel my feet," Rain complains, and Ifrit grins as he leans down to scoop the water ghoul up princess style, blankets and all. He gives Rain a peck on the temple.

"You get tit privileges, Regina, don't worry." Rain chirps at the nickname, nuzzling into the fire ghouls neck in search of burning cedar and sun-warmed stone. He lets his eyes drift shut as Ifrit carries him to the common room, not opening them again until he's being set down next to the makeshift nest in the center of the room.

The couches and loveseat have been rearranged into a bed of sorts, shoved together with any gaps having been filled with pillows. It's lined with at least a dozen blankets and a mountain of pillows. The rest of the pack is already present, bleary eyed and swaying on their feet in the roaring firelight. They all clearly need this.

"Okay, Rain's in first tonight," Dew says, standing at the head of the nest. "Everybody wait your damn turn this time."

Rain yelps as Ifrit scoops him up and tosses him directly in the center of the plush pit. He laughs as Ifrit climbs in after him, scooching to the far end of the arrangement. Dew is right behind him, divesting Rain of his own blankets and rubbing a warm hand over his spine.

"Shit, raincloud, you are frozen," he murmurs, pushing heat into the water ghoul's skin. "C'mon, let's get you warm." It never ceases to amaze Rain how caring Dew can be. It only really came out on nights like this, but it blew him away every time.

Ifrit lays down first, half propped against the pillows in a corner. Rain follows him swiftly down while Sunshine mirrors Ifrit in the opposite corner. He molds himself to the fire ghoul's side, head firmly on his chest - Ifrit had given him tit privileges, after all - and twisting a leg around his. Ifrit kisses him on the forehead and Dew is next, pressing himself flush to Rain's icy back. He'd removed his shirt as well, and Rain greatly appreciated it. Dew presses his lips to the back of Rain's neck and hums softly into his skin. It's a weakness of Rain's and he finds his eyelids already begin to drag down.

The others follow suit.

Aether is next, finally admitting to also being cold and wedging himself on Ifrit's other side. He leans over to give each of them a kiss before resting on the other side of Ifrit's chest, laying a strong arm over their little pile. Dew does the same behind him, and just like that Rain is surrounded by warmth and comforting weight. Aether's leg loops around Ifrit's and their knees touch, Rain giggling at the sensation.

In the other corner, Sunshine has been bracketed by her girls in a position mirroring that of Rain and Aether on Ifrit. They all drag their legs up for Mountain to join, laying diagonally between the two piles. Swiss follows, scrambling to lay directly on top of Mountain with his head in the center of the earth ghoul's chest. The rest of them would wait until the two were settled, Mountain then giving the okay for everyone to put their legs up. They all would, a blanket of limbs weighing Swiss down against Mountain's chest until they were both groaning.

Once they're all settled, Swiss is the first to tap into his fire and start the warming process. His heat leaches into Mountain, and into their combined legs. Rain groans as his toes start regaining feeling. Sunshine is next, her summery warmth flooding them with the scent of honeyed peach blossoms. Ifrit and Dew warm themselves together, and the moan Rain gives has all of them chuckling. He can't even think to care, not with the toasty warmth and heady scents engulfing him. It's like he's at a bonfire in a fruit orchard, surrounded by everyone he loves.

"Thank you," he breathes into Ifrit's skin.

Dew kisses the back of his neck again in acknowledgement before going back to humming into the soft skin there. Rain is the first to start purring, drifting away in hazy warmth and a ring of arms. The rest aren't far behind.

Copia finds them like that the next morning when they're late for practice, the room filled with what sounds like roughly a dozen lions. He strokes a gloved hand through Rain's soft curls, chuckling at the way the water ghoul is drooling over Ifrit's skin. He can't bring himself to wake them, instead tiptoeing from the room with a warm smile on his face.

In his sleep, Rain does the same.

[thelampisaflashlight]

It Ain't The Being Alone

[Title from Unknown/Uth by Hozier off of Unreal Earth. Some soft SwissDew with some bonus Mountain being a bad influence.] Below the cut.

There's a silence that settles over the dens post tour, somber yet sour; The desire to get on with life overshadowed by the need to be alone.

Cramped tour buses and hotel rooms, too much time together turns to closed doors and long walks to decompress and breathe.

But Swiss feels like he's brought too much lonely air into his lungs -lain in his own bed of worries a touch too long- and needs to break free of this oppressive atmosphere and desperately seek shelter in the embrace of another.

A task easier said than done.

Too many locked doors, too few people actually behind them.

Mountain had slunk off into the forest nearly a week ago, and Rain, feeling the sun warm on his skin, settled himself in the depths of the lake, unreachable.

Cumulus, craving sleep, slipped away, leaving only cold air, and likewise Cirrus had faded away like a summer breeze.

Aether departed with a gentle goodbye, bound for the states to attend to church business, his new role as an agent of the ministry taking him far from his pack, from the home they made together.

Sunny joins him soon enough, but she never came back to the abbey to begin with, her goodbyes made at the airport, suitcase in her hands.

It had felt sudden, even if they all knew she wasn't the sort to linger long in one place.

And the new additions...

Swiss feels a little selfish, mean, for not wanting to spend time with them, he doesn't have the energy to entertain kits -they're not kits, but they're young and still like to play. Jumping and rolling, a tangle of limbs at all times- he wants...

Dew doesn't leave like the rest.

He's always there, look long enough and you'll find him.

And, indeed, Swiss finds him; Dressed in his own troubles, brow pinched so tight it's a wonder his forehead doesn't split in twain, and he knows, like him, Dew is lost inside himself, waiting to be found.

Dew always wants to be found.

No matter how far he flees inside of his head.

A breathed "hey" is the only sound to pass Swiss' lips as he slots himself behind the other ghoul, finding the spaces carved out for him; His head nestled between neck and shoulder, hands skirting around his waist.

Dew takes his time to thaw, letting Swiss melt into him slow, to hold him as long as he wants until he's slipped beneath his skin like a soothing balm.

It doesn't take long for hands to wander, but not to places intimate, unless one considers the intertwining of fingers too passionate for public display.

Dew's hands are thinner, but just as calloused, rough, and yet warm.

So warm.

And Swiss can feel their hearts slow to the same dreamy rhythm through their palms.

.

.

.

Post tour is always hard for Dew.

He doesn't leave -doesn't sleep like the others- doesn't like passing his days in bed alone.

In the past, Aether would forego the month long hibernation to stay awake with him, but now there's other obligations keeping him from sleep.

Watching over the new ghouls, making sure they remember to eat, teaching them to wash their clothes so they don't become too reliant on the siblings, guiding them like he's meant to do as their senior.

It's not like he has to do it, he could easily shove that burden onto Papa, but ever since Aether told him he was going to leave, Dew's been...

It's hard to explain.

There's this need.

It's a strange feeling he blames on instincts, on age.

He wants to take care of them.

Needs to.

Dew thinks, maybe, it's either his own desire to make himself feel useful playing tricks on him, or that he's finally feeling safe enough that he's...

That he's...

That...

"Hey."

Dew lets out a little sigh as Swiss wraps himself around him.

He doesn't say anything, doesn't have to.

Swiss knows he's in his own head right now.

He places his hands over Swiss' larger ones.

He's...

Dew has missed this.

They part, but Swiss wiggles his fingers into his fist, and, well, he does like the buzz between their palms.

"...You think..." Swiss starts, "You'd like to lie down with me?"

Dew hums.

"...I think I'm ready to sleep."

.

.

.

As the sun sets over the horizon, Mountain watches from his nest in the forest as two bodies drift into smoke on the air, purring contentedly knowing his friends are finally all asleep.

He had wandered off under the pretense of going to bed... but truth be told he'd other plans.

"So... like, what DO the mushrooms do?" Phantom asks, examining the mushroom in Aurora's hands closely.

Mountain grins, "What don't they do more like-"

[p1nkcanoe]

finding new fanfiction to read can be tricky, especially when you’re just going off of titles and vibes. lucky for you, I’ve put together a shitty directory organized by kink and some other potential eye-catching topics… so without further ado, I present p1nk’s smutty fic directory (not to be confused with my masterlist, of course)

if you’re looking for…

monsterfucking

then check out voulez-vous (rain x dew)

size difference

saut dans le vide, my lover is for you (mountaindew)

cornflower blue (swiss x phantom)

scheming ghouls

the ghoulettes make dew pretty in line my eyes and call me pretty (dew x ghoulettes)

pleader gets hot in the library (swiss x phantom)

aether unleashes chaos in the den with love like ghosts (swiss x mountain)

mount thinks he's slick in ace up my sleeve (mountain x phantom)

rain and swiss try something new in the pleasure in deprivation (rain x swiss)

and we can’t forget about picture this and its sister series, the polaroid collection (swiss x everyone)

ghouls in love

once twice melody always has my heart (rain x dew)

cornflower blue, lovey-dovey ghouls and size kink (swiss x phantom)

ghouls being weird...

phantom is a voyeur in the moon doesn't mind (phantom, copia x cumulus)

swiss does not play that damn guitar... (swiss x guitars???)

uhhh... mountain + footjob... who let the dogs out (swiss x mountain)

something normal* for once

aurora and swiss grinding gets a little hot in fever (swiss x aurora)

secondo requests a little company from one of his ghouls in dreamy bruises (mountain x secondo)

mountain's a brat in asphalt meadows (mountain x aether)

rain proves that it's possible to be a gamer and also fuck in mice on venus (rain x cirrus)

mountrora butterfly series is the fiction of speed (mountain x aurora)

*normal: not too weird, kinky, or intense. but let's be fr, none of these are necessarily "vanilla"

shorter works

i have a ficlet collection

[iamthecomet]

Hi Comet! Thank you thank you thank you for the prompt. I got another one yesterday and will probably give it a go soon. But now for something completely different; headcanons! The last fic made me think, what is good sleeping music according to the other ghouls? - Ghoulette Anon

Ghoul sleeping music coming right up. I'm absolutely going to go too deep into this and I am NOT sorry about it. Rain: As previously discussed, a sort of unexpected sleep music habits. Nine Inch Nails usually does it. There is something soothing about the slow steady drone of their specific brand of industrial. Tool also will put him under pretty quickly. Cumulus: Loves trippy, dreamy music to fall asleep to. Still likes it to be a little gritty, not too soft. Likes trip-hop and some lo-fi. She always drifts off really quickly to bands like Sneaker Pimps and Portishead specifically. Cirrus: Likes slow, building, instrumentals. A fan of most shoegaze as well. Likes to be rocked to sleep by music. She likes songs that ebb and flow, that feel like falling asleep in a building storm. The band Mogwai is her favorite to drift off to. Sunshine: Weirdly, falls asleep really well to folk metal. She can close her eyes and craft a story around the music. Shes drifts off to tales of old gods and wars and myth. Especially likes bands with "different" instruments (accordions, flutes, hurdy gurdys, fiddles). She can craft grand adventures in her head to them, and that makes her slip off to sleep very quickly. Her favorites are: Eluveitie, Turisas, and Korpiklaani. Dew: A real sucker for all things slow and moody when he's trying to sleep. So doom metal is usually his go to. He usually opts for the darker moodier tracks. There is something soothing about the slow drone of them. He really likes Paradise Lost and Draconian. Aether: Loves prog. Loves the way it all flows together. It's so easy to get lost in. He likes the way things change, how songs shift together. It feels dreamlike already in a way, it's easy to just let go and listen to it. His favorites are OSI and Opeth. And occasionally he will listen to full Between the Buried and Me albums, it doesn't matter that they're heavy--they flow so well together that they have the desired effect despite the death metal aspect. Mountain: Mountain can't fall asleep to music. He likes to listen to music, to pay attention to it. So instead, when he's trying to sleep he listens to podcasts. He used to listen to educational ones he actually cared about, but then he got upset when he missed parts of them. Now he listens to more low-key podcasts. Welcome to Nightvale and Lore are two of his favorites. Swiss: Likes classic emo. Not Fall Out Boy, Panic at the Disco emo, "real" emo. A little angry. A little smooth. A little dreamy and weird. There is something about it that calms him. He likes the rise and fall of them. The grit in the vocals. His favorite to drift off to is Cursive.

[carbo-ships]

Chapter XXVII

Beginning: Chapter I Previous: Chapter XXVI

Petrichor is @limey-self-inserts 's 😁

The next stop on the tour took them to Germany. Ardis didn't have the stamina to stand in the pit of a Ghost concert two nights in a row, so she offered to help Petrichor backstage. They were grateful to have the assistance – it was always handy to have an extra set of hands to help with the quick-changes and instrument swaps. During soundcheck, Petrichor and Ardis had gone over each of Papa’s numerous costume changes. Regal robes, hats, bat wings, and sparkly jackets were all labeled and carefully ordered to make each switch go as easily as possible.

Now, it was time for the real thing. The pair was stationed backstage by the instruments and costumes. Both wore their official ghoul uniforms – Petrichor had on their helmet, and Ardis had completely dimmed her halo and wings. Not everyone backstage was a member of the church, and Ardis couldn’t give away what she truly was. “I should also warn you, just in case Papa hasn’t,” Petrichor said as they straightened out the coat rack in preparation for the show to begin. “They’re bound to take an interest in you.”

"They? They, who?" Ardis asked, looking up from admiring the row of guitars.

"The audience, I mean," Petrichor clarified. "They’d all decided on a name for me by my third show.”

Ardis was surprised. "But how? You’re only on stage when you drag the curtain off at the beginning, aren’t you?”

“Someone at an angle caught me helping Rain switch out his bass between songs,” they explained with a hint of embarrassment. “That's why I was named Petrichor. So we'd match."

The angel grinned. “That’s sort of cute. Do you suppose they'll give me a name?”

"No, you look human enough that they'll try to figure out who you really are. They won't learn very much in your case, though, obviously. They'll be looking for a human woman who doesn't exist. It will drive them mad, especially once they realize just how fond Aether is of you.”

Ardis was flustered but tried to laugh it off. “Surely they won’t notice that, of all things.”

Petrichor chuckled. “Don’t underestimate them. They’ll figure it out. And I look forward to reading out the posts when they do.” They were interrupted by the sound of boots echoing down the hallway. “It’s time.”

Papa and the rest of the ghouls soon appeared in the backstage area. The ghouls all started preparing their instruments, and Papa made a beeline for Pet and Ardis. “There’s my favorite stagehands,” Papa said with a smile, placing one hand on Pet’s shoulder and the other on Ardis’s. “Are we ready to begin, my dears?”

“Yes, Papa, everything’s sorted,” Petrichor confirmed. “Ardis, I’ll get Papa’s monitor set up. Help the ghouls get their uniforms straightened back out after they get their guitars on. They always manage to tangle something up.”

Ardis nodded and joined the boys, straightening out the tassels of their epaulettes and making sure their wires and receivers were positioned properly. Aether smiled down at her as she fixed his neckerchief, subtly puffing out his chest to make himself look just a bit bigger. Ardis rolled her eyes, but he could tell she liked what she saw. She glanced side to side to make sure the other ghouls weren’t watching, then raised herself onto her tiptoes to kiss his masked cheek. "Good luck out there," she said bashfully.

Aether chuckled. "Thank you, cara." He quickly kissed the pad of his thumb and pressed it to her lips, making her giggle. “You’ll get a real one when I’m done, alright?”

She let out a dreamy sigh, which only made Aether smile more. He took her hand and squeezed it before joining his bandmates at the entrance to the stage. She glanced at Petrichor just in time to see Rain gently headbutt their helmet with his own before popping his pick in his mouth and turning to leave. Pet and Ardis followed the band on stage and positioned themselves accordingly in preparation for the curtain to fall. “Excited?” Pet asked with a bit of a laugh, noticing how much Ardis was smiling.

“It’s just… I’ve gone from thinking I’d never see everyone again to, well, this.” She gestured around her. “And I’ve got my little uniform, and I get to see Aether every single day… I dunno, I’m just really happy,” she giggled.

Before long, the band was ready. Papa retreated backstage to prepare himself for his grand entrance, and Sodo started the riff for “Kaissarion”. Pet gave Ardis a reassuring nod, counting down with the beats on their fingers to warn her when the curtain was due to fall. She watched in excitement as it cascaded down to the stage floor and the pair scrambled to pull it into their arms. As they sprinted off stage, Ardis glanced over her shoulder at Aether as he strutted toward the crowd. They shared a smile before getting back to business.

Petrichor and Ardis made it backstage, their adrenaline buzzing. Petrichor took a deep breath. “Great. One time the curtain didn’t fall. I’ve never recovered. Alright, now we just have to fold this up,” Petrichor instructed. The two of them worked to fold the massive sheet in half, then in half again, continuing to maneuver it into a more manageable size.

Ardis found her courage as they worked. "I've been meaning to ask, and do forgive me if I'm overstepping any boundaries, but… what's going on with you and Rain?"

Petrichor's posture stiffened. "What do you mean?"

She gave them a sympathetic smile, seeing right through their pretense. "Alright, alright. I won’t pry."

Pet groaned. "Is it that obvious?"

"A little," she said with a shrug and a grin. "He bristles up a bit when Swiss flirts with you. Which... well, I suppose that brings me to my next question."

"Don't even get me started on Swiss," they huffed, clearly a bit flustered. "That man is a menace."

Ardis giggled. “Well, if you ever want to chat about it, you know where to find me."

“Yes,” Petrichor said with a smug grin, “likely curled up in Aether’s lap, looking at him like he hung the stars in the sky.”

It was Ardis’s turn to blush. “I–” She had nothing to say in her defense.

They finally finished folding the enormous sheet as "Rats" began and set it in its designated place among the rest of the equipment. "Now we're alright until the instrumental bit," Pet reminded her. The appointed time came around a couple minutes later and Papa appeared backstage, all smiles. "How's the crowd?" Petrichor asked him after he'd handed his microphone to Ardis.

"Good, good," Papa said, letting Pet help him wriggle out of his jacket. He straightened out his sleeves while Pet hung it back on its designated hanger. Once he was presentable, he took his microphone back from Ardis and kissed her forehead. “See you in a bit,” he said with a warm smile. He gave Pet’s arm a little squeeze before skipping back onto the stage to finish the song.

Petrichor let out a chuckle as they watched him go. “I’ll never understand how a man his age has so much energy.”

“How old is he, anyway?” Ardis asked. “It’s occurred to me that I don’t actually know.”

The ghoul thought for a moment, doing the math in their head. “He should be fifty-three. Not ancient by any means, but still. Most humans his age would struggle a bit.”

Ardis smiled, listening to him sing. She’d become so fond of that man. “He really is incredible, isn’t he?”

Next: Chapter XXVIII

[copiousloverofcopia]

Good afternoon, Unholy Mother. I hope the coming chill of winter has not bothered you and His Unholiness too much.

I have followed your advice from last we spoke. The sister, though a bit wary of me, accepted my apology and we have been bonding even. She is one of the kitchen staff and has been showing me the earthly delights of mortal food. I’m amazed at the diverse choice of sweets humans have managed to make. I understand the cannolis are a favorite of the Fourth Son of Emeritus. I can certainly see why

I have also been spending more time with the ones they call Mountain and Aether. They’re very kind and have introduced me to some of their pack. It was nice to meet the ones they call Cirrus, Cumulus and Sunshine; they were happy to learn I was a fellow Air ghoul and asked how I was adapting to surface life. The one they call Rain is soft spoken but is endearing. The ones they call Swiss and Dewdrop are very energetic, especially near each other. They’re eager to “size me up” as Aether has expressed, but have kept them at bay for my sake. It will not be the last time I interact with them I think

I believe I have also met yours and the Second Son’s children, albeit in passing. Interacting with humans is still a learning process for me, but human children seems a whole other lesson. They’re small and reckless like young kits but also incredibly delicate. I can see why the Ghouls are so fiercely protective of the young ones in the abbey. I will have to ask Aether and Mountain how to be gentle with them so I may protect them too.

Ever your shadow,

Dreamy Ghoul

nemA

My dearest Dreamy,

I am so happy that things worked out after the advise I last gave you.

You seem to be acclimating with the siblings and the rest of the ghouls at the Abbey quite well. Though I never doubted you for a second. ❤️

His unholiness, The Second, and I are more than happy to provide you with whatever you need to help you feel at home here.

I'm glad that the sibling has been showing you around the kitchen and completely agree that there are definitely many delicious things to be found within this mortal plane. And they are absolutely right, Copia does enjoy his cannolis.

Mountain and Aether are perhaps some of the more welcoming of our congregation... I am happy that they have taken you on, as well as introduced you to the Ghoulettes---whom I'm sure are showing you the same hospitality.

Rain is also superbly sweet, however I do warn you that once he gets comfortable with you, he will absolutely open up and surprise you with just how fun and outgoing he can be.

Also do not worry about Dew and Swiss. While they tend to be a little bit more cautious when it comes to newbies. I promise you that in due time, they will warm up to you as well.

As far as the our children, I am sure that you have. Lucifer knows they do tend to find their way into trouble that's for sure and this would not be the first time that their behavior would be likened to that of young kits. Papa and I are so very blessed by His Infernal Majesty to have them and welcome as many progeny as he finds fit to give us.

Thank you so much for your update Dreamy and I look forward to hearing again from you soon.

May he walk with you in darkness, leading you from the light.

Prime Mover Ren 𖤐

[agentcherricola]

me and you (setting in a honeymoon)

wrote a little SandKid thing, the boys talk about weddings. just like, a little over 1k words of fluff. warnings for vague mentions of bad parents. pls enjoy! :^)

Kobra Kid rolled off of Sandman, half-naked and breathless, and flopped down onto the ground next to him. The two laid together, quietly catching their breaths and staring up at the ceiling of the Suiteheart’s “living room”. They hadn’t even made it to Sandman’s room when they’d crashed in through the front door just minutes ago, locked together with mouths and teeth and wandering hands. Kobra had all but thrown Sandman onto the floor and climbed on him eagerly, and Sandman removed just enough of their clothing to get the job done. Now, Kobra groped blindly around for where he might have thrown his underwear. Not finding it right away, he sat up to look around. 

“Hey, Kobra?” he heard from the floor next to him.

“Yeah?” Sandman cleared his throat. 

“D’ya ever think about getting married?” he asked, simply. Kobra gave a little chuckle as he stood. He grabbed his briefs from where they’d been flung across the room and slipped them on.

“Sure, once or twice, why?” When he turned back, Sandman was looking directly at him. They were both quiet. “Oh. You mean uh...us?” Sandman didn’t blink, Kobra didn’t think he was even breathing. “Dick really that bomb, huh?” he joked, suddenly extremely aware of how awkward he felt. But Sandman didn’t laugh in return, he just sat up. 

“I just mean, like, in general, I guess,” Sandman said. He busied himself with zipping up his jeans and picking up his shirt where it was draped over the single couch. Kobra stood where he was and just watched him. “I don’t know, it was stupid to bring it up.”

“No, Sandy, I didn’t...are you really being serious?” When he didn’t look back up, Kobra finally crossed the room and crouched next to him. “Hey. Look at me.” He tilted Sandman’s face towards him with a gentle hand under the chin. Sandman reached up with his own hand and took hold of Kobra’s, kissing his palm. 

“I’m not like, tryin’ to propose to you right now or anythin’, but...we ain’t living forever. It’s just somethin’ I was thinkin’ about. I really love you, Kobra,” he said quietly. Kobra gently brushed a lock of hair off Sandman’s forehead.

“I love you too, Sandy,” he replied. They both shared a soft smile. Kobra quickly nudged Sandman’s arms out of the way and straddled his lap. He draped both arms over Sandman’s shoulders and absently played with some of the hair at the nape of his neck. “I dunno...I mean I guess when I was still livin’ in the city I thought about gettin’ married. But when me an’ Poison an’ Ghoul left...I kinda didn’t even think we’d make it to 21,” he said absently, eyes softly focused on the collar of his boyfriend’s shirt. He breathed a little laugh. Sandman wrapped his own arms around Kobra’s waist, gently running his nails up and down his back. Kobra closed his eyes, hummed, and leaned into the touch.

“Well you made it a little past that, so congrats,” Sandman laughed. He went quiet again for a moment, just watching Kobra’s softly pleased face. “I’ve seen a bunch of weddings out here. I dunno what they were like in the city, but desert weddings are...well they’re something else. There’s like, never any fighting that day, and the weather is always perfect somehow. The two or three ‘joys gettin’ married get up in front of all their friends and give their vows, and then they exchange trinkets. Like a bracelet or an earring or a necklace or somethin’, just somethin’ made with their beloveds in mind that they can wear with them forever. And then, yeah, of course there’s a big party afterwards. Yeah. It’s sweet,” he explained. At some point, Kobra had let his eyes gently flutter open to watch the dreamy look in Sandman’s eyes.

“...The day’s always perfect?” Kobra eventually asked. Sandman blinked and looked at him.

“Yeah. I’ve been to a bunch of weddings and I’ve never seen one where it wasn’t a beautiful day with no Dracs, no in-fighting, no acid rain, nothin’.” Kobra tilted his head, thoughtful.

“City weddings are kinda like that, I guess. But everyone’s gotta dress up fancy and sit quietly in a big church for like...hours. There’s parties afterwards, too, but there’s all kinds ‘a stuff that the brides an’ grooms ‘have to’ do, and everyone else has to watch. Plus, it’s like, thousands of carbons an’ people judge you if you don’t spend enough. I thought it was kinda dumb,” he explained. “I thought if I got married when I was older I wouldn’t do any of that boring shit. It would just be me an’ whoever I was marrying, and I guess some of my friends and Poison could be there...and we’d, I dunno, sign our contract and spend the rest of the day getting smashed and havin’ sex with my husband.” Sandman laughed again, wrapping his arms tighter around Kobra’s waist.

“Oh, there’s plenty of that last part, too, at desert weddings,” he said. But he paused, tilting his head in confusion. “Did you say sign a contract?” 

“Yep. To make sure you don’t fuck each other over when you start hatin’ each other, I guess,” Kobra said with a nod. Sandman furrowed his brow. 

“That sucks. Ain’t it about love?” That really made Kobra think. He thought about his parents, who would smile at each other and at him but it would never quite reach their eyes. How they would sit next to each other, but never close enough to touch. He didn’t even want to think about Ghoul’s parents, who he’d had the misfortune of meeting once. He’d basically had to hold Poison back from attacking them after seeing how they treated each other and Ghoul. Kobra shook his head. 

“Not always. But is anythin’ in the city really about love?” he eventually replied. Sandman’s warm hands tucking under his shirt brough Kobra back to the present. He looked down at Sandman, who was looking up at him with so much adoration it almost made him want to cry. Kobra leaned down and kissed him, sweetly.

“Like I said, it’s just somethin’ I was thinkin’ about. We don’t have to do anything or bring it up again if you don’t wanna. But...I guess you know where I stand,” Sandman said when they broke apart. Even though the room was dark, Kobra could see the blush starting to paint his cheeks. He tapped the tip of Sandman’s nose with one finger, which made them both giggle.

“No, I’m...I’m glad you brought it up. Gives me somethin’ to think about.” Sandman leaned his head forward and rested it on Kobra’s chest. He gave another, fluttery laugh.

“Holy shit, can I just say I am so glad you took that so well...I thought for sure you were gonna leave a Kobra-shaped dust cloud with how fast you’d run outta here.”

“Hey!” Kobra interjected, mock offended. “I am not that scared of commitment…” He paused, just feeling without seeing the skeptical look on Sandman’s face. “I know I didn’t let us be official for uh...a while, but maybe I’ve changed!” Sandman still didn’t say anything, so Kobra started to stand up. But Sandman held fast, quickly grabbing for Kobra’s wrists and wrestling him down onto his back with very little effort. Kobra let himself be pinned to the floor by his wrists and hips. Sandman looked down from straddling his boyfriend with a grin.

“I know, yer soft now. Two or three months ago you wouldn’t ‘a even let me do this,” he teased. Kobra blew a strand of hair out of his eyes.

“Maybe it’s just cuz I like being here. Between your legs.” For emphasis, he bucked his hips up and knocked Sandman forward. They met in the middle with a kiss, but instead of being hot and hard like earlier, this kiss was tender, grinning against each other’s lips. “I do love you, Sandman. You know that, right?” Kobra whispered. Sandman just nodded.

“Yeah, I know. I love you, too.”

[owlghuleh]

JHKM Rain appreciation post

Cr: Me

[nameless-kills]

Nameless Ghouls as yankee candles I have:

Aether: After Dark, comforting and safe, homey.

Swiss: Mountain Lodge, warm like a strong man's arms.

Mountain: Silver Birch, extremely earthy, a forest on a warm day.

Rain: November Rain, refreshing and cooling scent you can taste.

Cirrus: Dreamy Summer Nights, nostalgic and familiar even if you can't place it

Cumulus: Summer Scoop, sweet and fun memories

Dewdrop: Apple Cider, the spicey warm burn on a cold day

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Additional Papa IV: Christmas Eve, the familiarity and calm of loved ones

[realprincenico]

After few years long hiatus I am back to watching anime. This post (copied from my MAL account) is mainly for me to keep track with my favorite stuff. In no particular order, some are old, some are new. With one exception they are all series. I feel like I should make separate list for movies and ovas. Also, these are in no way reviews, rather just blurbs of thoughts that come to my mind when I think about the titles. I am not big on romance but there is few of them towards the end.

Some of my preferred genres/themes: psychological, thriller, horror, neo-noir, suspense, drama, mature, apocalypse, politics, history, sci-fi, mecha, war, gangs, mafia 

X 

~Officially~my first anime, the cornerstone for all the things that followed. Contains pretty much everything that I love about a good story - well rounded characters, especially main character that I could somehow connect with, thrilling story with supernatural and apocalyptic themes and heavy symbolism. Great soundtrack. Stunning animation. The series lacks a little compared to the manga so I must admit I am probably hella biased here but who cares. Fave anime right here. Wolf's Rain 

Similarly to X, it contains a lot from the (post)apocalyptic themes that I find alluring. Bonus points for werewolves and main character who is an utter cutie. Great soundtrack, amazing visuals. Same 90’s nostalgic feel as X with a touch of kind of dreamy atmosphere. Bakumatsu Kikansetsu Irohanihoheto 

Top notch visuals and main character who just happens to be my type (you could probably guess that by now). Amazing soundtrack. Political schemes with a side touch of supernatural mystery. Very intriguing plot for history nerds like me. Kurozuka

Prime example that art doesn’t always have to be easily comprehensible. The story might seem intimidating (confusing, even) at first, but with the ending comes a feeling of immense satisfaction when all the pieces fall in place and you suddenly see the story for what it is. Mix of historical and sci-fi themes work incredibly well together. Add in amazing animation and broody but badass main character and voila – love at first sight for me and a must re-watch show. 

Darker Than Black: Kuro no Keiyakusha

It might seem like this one has kind of a slow start but by the end it gets under your skin, you don't even know how. Kind of like CSI with sci-fi elements, nice and thrilling watch. Cops who don't suck and a lot of scheming on all sides make it fun and interesting. The main character has that perfect mix of badass and cute going on. Caution: like Tokyo Ghoul, this suffers from 'frustrating sequel syndrome'.  No seriously, season 2 p.ssed me off so much I’m still not over it but I still have to include this here because I am in love with the first one.

Bungou Stray Dogs

Beautiful, beautiful character designs and overall animation, I had a blast watching it. The series starts swiftly and catches your attention instantly. It's pretty much action driven but I also really enjoyed learning about the character's relationships. As an exception to the rule, it has actually absolutely fantastic season 2 where many questions were answered, character's motives explained and it left you wanting more.

Code Geass 

Great characters, but especially very interesting plot based on alternative history and “what-if” political situation. Amazing mecha action and Epic Hero Duo. D.Gray-man 

One of the few long series that caught my attention. Good visuals evolving for the better still, later in the series. Some nice characters to root for, very touching main character arc. Katekyo Hitman Reborn 

Same as above plus bonus points for the mafia flick. Dozens of amazing characters. Baccano! 

Mafia done a bit more realistically than above but still so over the top, but in a good, amusing way. Amazing visuals, absolutely thrilling story. Amazing soundtrack and fight scenes. Vintage is the new black. Higashi no Eden 

Mix of crime and politics with the underlying feeling of impending doom which is in contrast with super cute animation and main character that you’ll just want to hug. Zankyo no Terror 

See above plus Sigur Rós. Dream come true series. Sad af. Shingeki no Kyojin 

Very thrilling, very catchy. Likable characters and very nice animation. I didn’t know what’s the big deal about this until I watched it and saw for myself. Tokyo Ghoul 

…this one was an ordeal. Especially because of the second season. Doves were horrible. Fight scenes were funny. Ghouls themselves are…a mystery. Yet. It’s dark and gore-y and Kaneki is just one hell of a protagonist. Addictive shit. Sighs.

Tsubasa: Tokyo Revelations 

Honorable mention because it’s so much better than the longer series. My two fave characters in one OVA together with my other two fave characters. Beautiful animation like hello. Ouran Koukou Host Club 

One of the classics. Great characters, perfect mix of funny, cute and serious. The Best Representation of twins in modern media ever. Lovely Complex 

Story about me if I ever were lucky with any of my crushes. Very funny, very cute, Made me very emotional, too. Kimi ni Todoke 

So sweet your teeth will rot. Will leave you with a smile on your face. You will fall for the main characters. I know I did. Yuri!!! on ICE 

Beautiful animation and soundtrack. Breathtaking, honestly. Amazing characters, you will cheer for everyone. Gravitation 

Yuki might seem cold as ice(ha) at first but you will still fall for him. Classic of the genre. 90’s as heck and beautiful. Made me cry too. 

[p1nkcanoe]

❛ ━━･❪ masterlist ❫ ･━━ ❜

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smutty fic directory (organized by topic)

⋆ contains nsfw

headcanons

━━  the abbey at night

━━ the first great ghoul smoke sesh of the year

━━ plushia is the abbey's resident baby gremlin

x reader

━━  “dance with me” - swiss x gn!reader

━━  a mean little game - dewdrop x gn!reader ⋆

━━ “will you stay with me ‘til then?” - rain x fem!reader ⋆

━━ "will you stay with me again?" - rain x fem!reader

━━ shower intruder - mountain x gn!reader

━━  golden hour - mountain x gn!reader ⋆

ghoul x ghoul

━━ the pleasure in deprivation - rain x swiss ⋆

━━ once twice melody - rain x dewdrop ⋆

━━ asphalt meadows - mountain x aether ⋆

━━ caligula - swiss x mountain ⋆

━━ la belle fleur sauvage - rain x cumulus

━━ love like ghosts - mountain x swiss ⋆

━━ line my eyes and call me pretty - dew x ghoulettes ⋆

━━ where is his head? - aether x rain ⋆

━━ can the lonely take the place of you? - dew x aether

━━ picture this - swiss x phantom & aurora ⋆

━━ ace up my sleeve - phantom x mountain ⋆

━━ the fiction of speed - mountain x aurora ⋆

━━ pleader - swiss x phantom ⋆

━━ voulez-vous - dew x rain ⋆

━━ cornflower blue - swiss x phantom ⋆

━━ fever - swiss x aurora ⋆

━━ the polaroid collection - swiss x everyone ⋆

━━ who let the dogs out - swiss x mountain ⋆

━━ mice on venus - rain x cirrus ⋆

━━ saut dans le vide, my lover - mountain x dewdrop ⋆

papas

━━ dreamy bruises - secondo x mountain ⋆

━━ the moon doesn't mind - phantom, copia x cumulus ⋆

━━ copia dreams of dewdrop ⋆

ficlets ⋆

drabbles and blurbs

spotify playlist of the songs that inspired each fic

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[iamthecomet]

Hi Comet! Here's another headcanon question. The whole band share one tourbus because I say so.

Who is the main person responsible for the roadtrip playlists? Which ghoul is banned from adding songs to the queue and why is it Rain for adding "What's New Pussycat?" 25 times in a row? Is there a song that everyone sings along to? Any songs added ironically to a playlist that the band members end up liking un-ironically by the end of the tour?

-Ghoulette Anon

HI! Road trip music headcanons under the cut because I'm insane and I had thoughts.

Cirrus is the head playlist maker. She is almost too organized, and this leads to being very good at putting together very curated playlists. They tend to be a little predictable sometimes, but there are certain days when that's exactly what they all need. Her playlists are best for quiet off days when everyone is tired, or long night drives. Swiss is the other trusted playlist maker. He is less curated, a little more random. But is good at picking songs that everyone likes. His goal with all of his playlists is to keep the mood up. He wants to hype everyone up, keep everyone happy. His playlists are great for sing-a-longs on long travel days. Sunshine was banned from having her playlists played on the bus when it became clear that 60% of them were comedy bands, or weird mixes of songs together (think Neil Cicierega) and while sometimes that's a great vibe at the Abbey, it's a little grating on tour. Rain is absolutely banned from adding songs to the queue. He is not allowed to be in control of the music at all. He's too unhinged, and known for, yes, playing the same song on repeat. He also has no sense of what songs should come after what. He thinks it's perfectly acceptable to put Cattle Decapitation on directly after The Spice Girls. He doesn't understand what everyone's problem is. Mountain is only allowed to play music late at night. He has a penchant for classical and folk songs and singer-songwriter stuff. everyone else is fine with that, but not when they're trying to get hyped up for a show. There are only so many sea shanties they can all take before someone is throwing something at Mountain and physically wrestling control of the music away from him. Aether's the classic rock guy. Loves his 70s and 80s rock. Especially punk. He is allowed to have control of the music during long days, but only until he starts playing the obscure stuff. Everyone is on board when he's playing The Clash and Black Sabbath and Van Halen, but as soon as he starts breaking out some punk band from London that only ever played one show he's cut off. Cumulus plays a lot of shoegaze. indie. early emo (Cursive is one of her favorites). She likes her music a little dreamy a little moody. Also a great choice for when they're driving through the night. But like Aether, when things start to get too obscure and weird someone has to cut her off. Dew is, weirdly, the best at manning the queue. When they've gotten sick of the playlists and everyone else has exhausted their permissions Dew is really good at finding the vibe and working with it. He knows a lot of music. And, while, if you caught him listening to k-pop back at the Abbey he would deny it until his last breath, he doesn't have shame about playing his guilty pleasure music for the rest of the band as long as it helps keep the peace. If asked about it, he'll say he knows it for this specific reason. No no, he's not mouthing the words, you're insane. Copia is really into early rock. Buddy Holly. The Beach Boys. The Monkees, all of that kind of stuff. He is also, inexplicably VERY into disco. If they don't listen to Abba's entire discography at least once during the tour he gets sad. Guaranteed full party sing-a-long songs? - I Want It That Way - Backstreet Boys - Take On Me - A Ha -Dancing Queen - Abba -Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen -Literally anything by Lady Gaga. I think there are A LOT of songs that get played while they're queuing music that get a lot of eye rolls at first or are played for the laugh, that they end up falling in love with by the end of the tour. Something about singing a song with people you love can make even the most cringe songs loveable. I also think that some of Sunshine's "weird joke" songs start to grow on them (turns out everyone loves Ninja Sex Party by the end of the tour).

[owlghuleh]

Rain’s sleeve cuffs really do something to me, I can’t pin point what is is, but it’s dreamy

If all the ghouls had there sleeves out I would 100% die

[owlghuleh]

RAIN GHOUL, RAIN GHOUL, RAIN GHOUL

Cr: me