#GHOULS IN LOVE

[caustictongue]

maybe just stay inside?

bonus under cut!!! :3 (click for HD)

[cyb3r-st4rz]

that one lesbian couples instagram captions but its MistRora

"all the pretty girls in the world but im in this space with you" - Mist

"rock, paper…" - Aurora

[iamthecomet]

Okay so i am madly in love with your fics and i would literally DIE for really soft and fluffy Aftercare with Dew and a reaaally subby and tired Rainy. I love them so much and you killed me with your story about Rain in heat 😭🩷

No DYING. But I'll see what I can do. Also thank you for your love for my fics, it is really really appreciated <3 <3.

Rain is fully dropped by the time Dew ushers him into the bathroom. His eyes are fixed in the middle distance as leads him to the shower. He keeps Rain upright with one arm around his waist as he fiddles with the water. Trying to pick a temperature that isn't going to boil Rain alive. He helps Rain into the shower, watching as Rain's legs shake a little. They stand under the tepid spray for a few minutes. Dew running his fingers up and down Rain's spine. Fingers slipping up into the curls at the back of his neck, rubbing. Thumb grazing over the bruises around his gills. The ones shaped like Dew's fingers. "You did so good, Rainy. You know that?"

Rain looks down at him with unfocused eyes. He blinks, trying to pul himself back. Dew slips his hand around to press against Rain's cheek. "S'alright. I've got you," Dew whispers. "Want me to wash you up?"

Rain gives him a stilted nod, and Dew turns to grab the shampoo--the extra bottle of Rain's favorite that he always keeps in here. Dew reaches up to drag his soapy fingers through Rain's dark hair and Rain leans down. He presses his damp forehead against Dew's boney shoulder. Melting into Dew's body as Dew tries to wash Rain's hair as adequately as possible and keep the soap out of his eyes. He's careful, lathering most of the shampoo at the back of Rain's head while Rain's cool breath huffs out over his shoulder. Dew keeps one hand on the small of Rain's back, grounding. Dragging his fingers up and down the vertebrae. A metronome of comfort. A reminder that he is here. They are here. Together. The shampoo is long gone when Rain reaches for Dew. Long fingers curling around his hip. He starts to straighten and Dew morns the loss of him, the closeness of him as Rain picks his head up and looks at Dew. Eyes a little clearer, but still lidded. "There you are," Dew says, reaching up to rub the rest of the shampoo from Rain's curls.

"Yeah," Rain breathes. "Can we--bed?" "Yeah, of course, Raincloud." Dew reaches around him to twist the shower off. He steps out first. Cranking up his internal heat to dry himself off faster while he grabs a towel for Rain and wraps it around the water ghoul's shoulders. Pulling him close as he does. Rain clings to him. Wrapping his arms around him in a way that makes Dew feel like the bigger one. Clinging to Dew like he's a liferaft. And Dew has to ask--he always does. Hates the way the doubt creeps in during these moments when Rain is neediest. As Rain buries his face into Dew's throat, back hunched. Dew presses a kiss to Rain's temple and sighs. "Was it too much?" Rain shakes his head vigorously. Droplets of cool water catching on Dew's shoulders. "No--no--was good. Needed it." Dew hates himself for needing that reassurance. For being the one who needs to make sure he didn't do something wrong. He's usually pretty good about avoiding dom-drop. But the nagging worry is always there, propelled by the thoughts of all of the things they did. Post-nut clarity always sinking deep into his bones, filling his chest with shame at the things he said--the things he did.

Doesn't matter that Rain asked him for it. Doesn't matter that they both loved it.

Dew shoves it down, pushes it away as Rain clings to him, sags against him. Because if he had done something wrong--would Rain trust him like this. Naked and vulnerable curled into his arms like he wants Dew to carry him to bed. Dew wishes he could. Instead, he just guides, arms wrapped around Rain as he pulls him from the bathroom. He needs to change the sheets, he realizes a little too late. He sets Rain into his desk chair and kisses him between the horns. "Two minutes, then we can get in bed, ok?" He waits for Rain's tired nod before he turns away. Keeping an eye on Rain the whole time he strips the bed. The sheets are still damp. He shoves them into his hamper and grabs the first clean set he can find. Crisp blue cotton ones Mountain got him ages ago. Rain watches all of his movements. His body language loose and tired. Dew can tell he's still a little hazy. It was a hard drop, a deep one. Dew knew what he was getting into when Rain showed up begging for it. He wanted to go deep, to drown in a cotton-filled mind. Despite the intensity of everything--and Dew's inherent worry--Rain still looks as blissed out as he did when Dew had finally let him cum. It's that dopey smile, still tugging at his lips, that finally sets Dew at ease. He tucks the last corner of the sheets in and tosses his quilt back on the bed. He comes to stand between Rain's legs, reaching for his hands to pull him up. "You ready for a nap, sweetheart?" Rain yawns, doesn't bother to hide it. He nods. "Hold me?" "Yeah, as long as you want." Dew tucks them both into bed. Curling himself around Rain's back. He curls his arms around Rain's chest and stomach, and hauls him back so they're flush. Legs tangled together. Dew nuzzles his face into the back of Rain's neck. Smelling clean water and the jasmine of his shampoo.

Rain reaches down and laces his fingers with Dew over his stomach. "Dew?" Rain asks, voice groggy, slipping away already. "Yeah?" "Thanks." It's barely a word, more of a noise--but Dew understands. He always does.

[ismybloodholyenough]

Mushy May Day 2

Prompt: Crush/"I made this for you"

Pairing: Sunshine/Cumulus

Can also be found on ao3 under the same name

Cumulus sat back on her heels, admiring her work. Her hands ached and it had been too long since she’d gotten any food, but her project was finally done. She reached for her phone on her desk, snapping a quick picture of the overalls laid out in front of her before opening her texts.

Mountain: How’s it coming out?

Cumulus: Just finished it! Come and see it!!!!

She stood, setting down her phone so she could start cleaning up. Embroidery thread, needles, scissors, the embroidery hoop. She stowed them all neatly in her dresser, hiding everything under one of her less-worn shirts. It was only a few minutes before she heard a soft knock on her door.

“Come on in,” Cumulus said over her shoulder. She tucked the shirt back into place just as Mountain slipped into the room, shutting the door behind him. His gaze immediately fell upon the overalls splayed out on the floor beside Cumulus’ bed. His face lit up as he walked around them to get a better look.

“It looks so good! Sunny’s gonna love it!” Mountain knelt, tracing his fingers over the stitches. “You gonna wrap it up? I have some good wrapping paper if you need any.”

“I’ve already got some picked out, but thanks. And thank you so much for teaching me. I love how it came out,” Cumulus answered, smiling brightly.

“Yeah, it’s amazing! I love the bee trails,” Mountain said, still taking in every detail on the overalls. Cumulus smiled even wider, remembering how unsure she had been about that addition.

“That was Cirrus’ idea. I didn’t think I could make the details look good since they’re so small. But it turned out really well,” she said. “Oh, and before I forget.”

“Yeah?” Mountain lifted his head up, still tracing the patterns Cumulus had embroidered on the denim.

“Do you have any sunflowers in your greenhouse? I wanna match it up,” the air ghoulette explained. Mountain smiled, nodding.

“Yeah, let me go get them right now.” He stood to leave, opening and shutting the door just as quietly as he had come in. Now alone, Cumulus folded up the overalls, running her fingers over the soft threads. After months of hard work, she would finally be able to wrap her gift.

Choosing the wrapping paper hadn’t been hard. It was simple, fitting. A cute pattern of suns and clouds over a light blue sky. Cumulus made quick work of it, tucking the folds into themselves with the skill of someone used to giving gifts.

Once she was done, she picked up her phone again to text her girlfriend.

Cumulus: Eyes on Sunny?

No response. Cirrus was probably just busy. Cumulus dropped her phone onto her bed to look in the mirror instead. She fussed with her hair, adjusted her bracelets, switched out the ribbons she’d wrapped around her horns. She was nervous. It was so unusual for her to be so anxious. Normally, Cumulus was sure about everything she did. She was the guiding voice of the pack. The “mom friend” of the group, as she’d been called by some of the Siblings of Sin.

This uncertainty, this fear… it was weird. It’s not like she and Sunshine weren’t friends. They’d bonded immediately, drawn to each other from the moment the solar ghoulette was summoned. But lately it had become something more. For Cumulus, at least. She was scared to finally confess her feelings. Cirrus was helping her, and Mountain, too, but it was still the most nerve-wracking thing she’d done since her first Ritual.

Sunny was so sweet and fun and pretty. Their laugh was like a cool breeze on a hot day. She always made the best picnics, choosing exactly the right spot to get equal sun and shade. Cumulus was just in love with Sunshine, and it was just too much at this point. She had to get it out. She just didn’t want to mess it up. 

A buzzing from her phone drew her out of her thoughts. Cumulus picked it up to see that Cirrus had texted her back. 

Cirrus: Talking to Dew and Aeth. Picnic basket is almost done

Cumulus: Great. Omw out

Grabbing her canvas bag, Cumulus packed the gift, her phone, a blanket, and her sketchbook before making her way into the hall. She carefullysnuck into the common room, making sure Sunshine didn’t see her as she found Cirrus in the kitchen.

Her girlfriend smiled at her when she walked through the door, a woven basket sitting on the counter in front of her. Cumulus eyed the hint of a flower petal peeking out of the corner of the lidded basket. So Mountain had already brought the bouquet. Perfect.

“Good luck,” Cirrus whispered. Cumulus smiled back, taking the picnic basket and walking back into the common room. Sunshine was on the couch, still talking to Dew and Aether. The air ghoulette gave herself a moment to just watch, her breath catching as Dew said something that made Sunny laugh. They were so carefree, so beautiful. She would be happy to just watch Sunshine sing and laugh and love if that was what she wished, Cumulus thought.

Aether spotted Cumulus over Sunny’s shoulder. He looked at the tote bag on her shoulder, the picnic basket in her opposite hand, and the way she was staring at the solar ghoulette. A small smile formed on his face as he subtly winked at Cumulus, continuing his conversation with Dew.

“Hey Sunny,” Cumulus pushed out, much softer than she intended. Sunshine turned around, either ignoring or not noticing the uncharacteristically shy tone.

“What’s up?” the solar ghoulette asked.

“Do you… wanna go for a picnic?” Cumulus hesitated, hoping she didn’t sound too awkward. Fortunately, Sunshine didn’t seem to care. Their face lit up and she stood, looking at the basket Cirrus had so carefully prepared.

“Finally, someone wants to go outside! I’ve been begging these two to go for a walk or a swim or something cause it’s just so nice out! But they’d rather stay in and do… whatever they like to do.” Sunny frowned down at Aether and Dewdrop, who only smirked and ignored her. Cumulus laughed softly, walking around the couch to stand at the other ghoulette’s side.

“Shall we?” she asked. Sunshine simply turned to the door and opened it, letting Cumulus follow behind. Cumulus watched as they tilted their face up, closing their eyes and letting the sunlight wash over her. The air ghoulette’s heart rate picked up. Just a little.

The two of them walked for a while, Sunshine pointing out a few patches of wildflowers every now and then. They talked about everything, the upcoming summer tour, the new uniforms, the petty fights Swiss and Dew would always start. It was easy. It was nice. Cumulus was almost able to forget how nervous she was.

She was abruptly reminded, however, when their walk came to an end. Sunshine had found the perfect spot, a half-shaded clearing right next to a small creek. The sound of the running water brought Cumulus back to the task at hand. She set the basket down and fished the blanket from her bag. The two ghoulettes laid it down together, Sunny laughing when Cumulus had to create a windless bubble so it didn’t blow away.

Cumulus started unpacking the basket, carefully avoiding the sunflowers as she set out strawberries, raspberries, bread and cheese, and Aether’s signature brownies. The solar ghoulette was already popping strawberries into their mouth, grinning at the taste.

“Picked fresh from Primo’s garden this morning,” Cumulus admitted, smiling shyly.

“And did you get permission?” Sunny asked, already knowing the answer.

“I would never,” the air ghoulette replied with mock hurt. Sunny laughed, tipping her head back.

“Ok, so if I hear the menacing cracking of bones waddling over to the ghoul quarters, I shouldn’t point the old man in your direction,” Sunshine said.

“Exactly.” Cumulus finally laid all the food out, pulling the bouquet of sunflowers out and a small glass cup. The solar ghoulette’s gasped, eyes filled with childish joy as they saw the flowers. Cumulus only walked down to the stream to fill the glass, putting the long stems in the water as she came back.

“Alright, this has to be something. You can’t just tell me you wanted to go for a picnic. You brought flowers. What’s going on?” Sunshine asked, watching Cumulus’ hands as she lowered the makeshift vase to the blanket. The air ghoulette took a moment to sit down next to Sunny before answering.

“It’s your Summoning Day! I wanted to do a little celebration!” she explained. Sunshine let out a happy trill, her tail wagging against the cloth. Cumulus’ heart skipped a beat at that; she loved seeing them so happy. It was amazing. She found herself lost in the routine of eliciting those happy noises, trying to hear Sunny’s laugh again and again and again.

“I… there’s one more thing,” Cumulus squeaked, interrupting the story Sunny was telling.

“What?” they said, tilting her head. Cumulus reached for her bag again and retrieved the wrapped gift. Passing it to the solar ghoulette, she said, “I made this for you.”

Sunshine beamed at Cumulus. She wasted no time in unwrapping it, standing up to unfold the overalls. They sucked in their breath, taking in the embroidered sunflowers, bees, and leaves decorating the denim. Cumulus stared with held breath, trying to gauge the other’s reaction.

“Do you like it?” she asked quietly.

“Do I like it? It’s amazing! I love it!” Sunny said as she turned to Cumulus. They set the overalls on the blanket carefully and launched herself at the air ghoulette. The two of them fell back on the blanket with an oomph, and before she knew it, Cumulus was kissing Sunshine. The solar ghoulette chirped in surprise but kissed back, winding her arms around the air ghoulette’s neck.

When they pulled away, Sunshine’s cheeks were flushed, lips swollen. She smiled down at Cumulus, the noontime sun framing her face perfectly and creating a halo of light around their head.

“I- you- is this… ok?” Cumulus stammered. Sunshine just smiled even broader and leaned down again. Cumulus began purring, all anxiety washed away as she held Sunny tight. She couldn’t even really remember why she’d been nervous in the first place. Sunny loved the overalls. She loved the picnic. She loved the fact that Cumulus had put this all together. She loved Cumulus. And it seemed so obvious now.

Cumulus laughed, pulling away so she could plop a raspberry into the solar ghoulette’s mouth. They stared at each other, love and gratitude pouring from each other’s eyes. Yes, it was definitely obvious.

[molinaesque]

Cooper Howard/The Ghoul | Figure

[surprisebitch]

megan thee stallion has the power of god and anime on her side

[necromosss]

Fallout - Series' Cast

[xplore-the-unknwn]

Walton Goggins explaining this shot of him as The Ghoul in a Diamond mine-

“It looks like I’m trying to look cool and all but Im not.” 🤣 you sir are a national treasure. His humor and down-to-earth charisma just does it for me.

He is perfectly casted as the Ghoul aka Cooper Howard!!

[crown-eats-rocks]

reblog if you think gerard way ray toro mikey way and frank iero should do a collab

[cyb3r-st4rz]

Disabled Ghouls because I like to suffer

Zephyr having a hard time accepting love because of how broken they feel.

Warning for a lil depressing disability talk but it's very cute. Putting a cut though because I myself am sensitive to angst, if you still decide to read it. thank you <3 this is a topic that is very dear to me.

It's not much, it's not even proof read or anything I just needed to get this out :) also they/them zephyr

Do y’all think when Zephyr was first summoned they felt like they weren’t good enough to deserve the love of their pack because of how broken they were?

Do you guys think they were just waiting for Terzo to tell them, their summoning was a mistake and that they were gonna send them back?

Do we think that Zephyr had made their peace with dying long ago, just barely surviving in the pit, waiting for the final blow to finish them off once and for all. How they're now struggling with their new purpose? 

Maybe we’re even thinking about Zephyr trying not to get too close to their pack because they're scared to loose them or even worse, what if they reject them?

But do we also think that they just can’t help but love their packmates so so much?

Aether, who practises his quintessence with Omega day and night, just to help ease Zephyrs pain.

Dew, who somehow has a sixth sense for when Zephyr feels alone, coming to curl up in their lap, purring like crazy.

Ivy, who always takes them to the greenhouse to just hang out and enjoy the warm sun and the beautiful flowers, the earth ghouls grow in there.

Or, arguably the best of all

Ifrit, him and Alpha wrestling in the common room for fun. Ifrit getting his ass kicked by Alpha, just to turn his head and grin at Zephyr, making their heart monitor act up.

Ifrit, who tries to tell Zephyr how he feels but Zephyr just not being ready to have someone love them.

Ifrit finding Zephyr in the garden, enamoured with the roses Primo has there. The sight of the air ghoul being the closest Ifrit was ever gonna get to heaven. Ifrit finally taking a deep breath to confess “I like you.” only for Zephyr to freeze up and tell him “Don’t do that to yourself.” 

Ifrit, resisting the urge to shake them until they finally come to their senses. Can’t they see how much they mean to him? To all of them? Zephyr telling Ifrit, how he deserves someone that can give him everything he could ever want and Ifrit dropping to his knees in front of Zephyr, taking his hand and looking straight into his eyes saying

“You already are everything I could ever want.”

[mardyart]

his dogs

[pigeon-enthus1ast]

GIVE MOUNTAIN AND SWISS BACK THEIR CAPES. I REPEAT-

[goryhorroor]

“horror movies were reborn in the 1930s. sound revolutionized cinema across the board and had a huge impact on the horror genre— and not just in the form of dialogue. sound effects added an extra dimension to terror, from creaking doors to echoing footsteps to the rumbling of castle thunder. music cues built suspense or signaled the presence of a threat. as screen storytelling moved away from symbolism towards realism, the dreamlike wraiths of silent cinema were replaced by monsters that grunted, groaned and howled.”

[ghouliebabies-art]

“We will go softly into the night” 💙✨

Hi everyghoulie!!! I apologize it’s been so long since I posted last so to make up for lost time here’s a fancy Copia piece <33 I love y’all and don’t forget to STAY SPOOKY!!!

[mochi-han]

mountain 🌱

(accidentally posted this on the wrong account, head over to @lovetositinsilence for more art ✨️)

[ghuleh-recs]

and the oscar for best bug in a supporting role goes to...

(cr: danielleburk01)