#Sunshine ghoul

[bonesy-doodles]

And the Ghouls are done! They are all soooo,,, twirls hair,,,, Tell me who's your favorite!!! And don't be afraid to ask for my ghouls head canons!!! I'd love to share <33333

[quintelance]

✨the Impera era ghouls✨

ps. some of you wanted stickers and prints, you can find those here 💖

[114teardrops]

i hc that sunshine has fire hair :•)

[batslime]

@thebandghostofficial nothing but the stupidest yet most time-consuming bs for MY blorbos from my bands

sketches under the cut

[bloodonmysqueegee]

can you tell I've never drawn him before. I've loved ghost since meliora and i've literally never drawn the characters (that will be rectified)

i love the cirice bat wing look i love it sm also a simpler version + my ghoul designs. if u haven't seen em

[forlorn-crows]

𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒚 20: 𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈

pairing(s): mountain/sunshine words: 597

Sunshine pushes the seeds into their little cups of dirt, wriggling happily where she’s sat on top of the workbench. Mountain’s favorite playlist to work to plays over the little speaker in the corner of the greenhouse, and she jabs her finger into the soil in time to the music. A cool breeze seeps in from the open doors, fresh and floral spring air intermittently cutting through the humidity as they work together to prep herbs and pepper plants. It’s easy; no place she’d rather be. Sunshine croons along with the rich tenor voice of the song, tail thumping against the leg of the table. 

The song fades out and another one begins, the bass plucking out a simple two note rhythm. Mountain perks up from his soil mixing station, looking over to Sunny with a goofy grin on his face. She knows the song, and his routine to it, but it doesn’t make her any less giddy. He sways his hips when the guitar comes in, walking over to her as he snaps his fingers perfectly on beat, miming the drum opening and crooning (slightly off key but still on beat):

I’ve got sunshi-i-ine . . . on a cloudy da-a-ay. He holds his hands out to her. When it’s cold outsi-i-ide, I-I’ve got the month of May. His hands are gritty as she takes them, hopping off the bench and smiling big. 

I. Guess. You’d. Say. He leans in, pressing their noses together. What. Can. Make. Me feel this wa-a-y? He grabs her by the waist, pulling out a giggle as he pulls her into the middle of the room, right into a patch of dappled afternoon sun.

My gi-i-irl . . . talkin’ ‘bo-out my gi-i-irl.

My girl! Sunny jumps in. I’ve got soooo much ho-oney, the bees envy me. She mimes the trumpets in the background with fingers in front of her mouth.

I’ve got a sweeter so-o-ong, Mountain continues, than the birds in the tre-ees. 

We-e-ell. I. Guess. You’d. Say. He lifts her up by her bum, bouncing her to the words as he sings them into her jawline. What. Can. Make. Me feel this wa-a-y? 

Sunshine giggles ferociously and kicks her feet. His scruffy beard tickles her neck and she squeals: “Mount!” 

My gi-i-irl . . . talkin’ bout my gi-i-irl. The earth ghoul spins her around and peppers her in kisses—big, noisy ones that tickle her skin even more. His voice cracks as he tries to hit the high notes on the ooh’s, to which Sunny shakes her head at him, presses their foreheads together, and teasingly sings the correct notes against his lips. He chuckles and pecks at her lips. The instrumental bridge slows them down, and Mountain places her back down onto the ground. But he doesn’t let her go, taking her hands instead and pushing and pulling them in alternating directions with a silly flair. 

“How’re you so perfect, my sweet, sunshine-y girl?” he asks her.

Sunny rolls her eyes and smiles. “Do you like me or something?” she jests. 

“Maybe just a little.” He lifts one of her hands and kisses her knuckles. A little olive blush graces his cheeks, and it’s the cutest thing she’s ever seen. 

Sunshine tugs her hand back when he doesn’t stop kissing it, yanking him back to their task. “Come on, loverboy, we’ve got seeds to plant, yeah?”

“Do you want to switch for a bit? I know that,” he gestures to her stack of seedling trays, “gets tedious after a while.”

“You just want to stare at my ass bending over the soil bags.” 

Mountain just shrugs. “Guilty.”

𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 ✿ divider by the wonderful @ghuleh-recs

[obscure-imaginations]

GHOST headcanons based upon the movie! Spoilers under the cut.

Notes: I am not interested in “unmasked ghouls” so keep that out of here. I am also not comfortable with xtians and/or c*tholics interacting with ANY of my posts. I can't stop you from enjoying GHOST, but GHOST is a sacred thing to me and my spiritual practice, and for my own personal mental health, go away, please. (Very upset about the asshole who wore a cross shirt to the concert and ended up in a few shots. Disrespectfully, fuck you)

-Not a headcanon but since the “new guy” already has a mitre? I’m praying to hells below that it’s Papa III.

-The reason Aether was replaced by Phantom was because Aether broke a leg doing a stunt. He couldn't heal in time, and since he’s already an older ghoul, he decided to just retire. Dewdrop is still adjusting to the change, choosing to engage more with Rain than Phantom.

-Sunshine is half air, half fire. She plays air instruments but you can see her fire heritage ignite when the pyrotechnics go off!

-Only certain clergy members are “permitted” to see spirits. Both for the protection of the general populace and for further protection on any important magics. This generally creates the “talking to yourself” illusion amongst the high ministry.

-Adding onto that for the canon, that’s why no one sees the spirits of Papas I-III. Sister Imperator couldn’t have them going around speaking against her!

-But that spell is breaking now that Sister Imperator is down…

-”Frate Imperator” just means “Brother Imperator” in Latin. Sister gave/attempted to give Copia a demotion, as Imperators are only advisors to the Papal line.

-The dancers are all Siblings of Sin! Usually it’s just Papa and Ghouls plus a couple tech people that get to go out touring- they hire a lot of “regular” people to help, like the humans for dress and stage, to keep up appearances. They don't need crowds swarming where the ministry is, after all.

-The orchestra ghoulettes are air and quintessence ghouls. Air for the string instruments and piano, but you could also feel the power they hold. Especially the opera singer. Quintessence ghouls have dominion over spiritual magics, and they definitely used that to their advantage to create a stellar performance.

Now for the angst.

-Even though Copia is very upset with both Imperator and Nihil lying to him for all these years, as you saw, it’s hard for him to stand up to them. He’s always had that problem and it still persists in (un)death.

-The twins are humanoid demonic familiars to Nihil. When he died, they died too.

-Due to Nihil’s neglect and generally shitty Papahood, his band ghouls did not like him. Thus they didn't give a fuck when Nihil and Imperator had their little fight. They took the opportunity to snag Nihil’s cash and had a tour of the city.

-Even though Imperator was the one in dire need of medical attention, I appreciate that the ghouls ran to help Copia first. They all knew she was bad for the clergy- killing the past 3 papas will never be forgotten, no matter who’s in charge. It was only when Copia waved them away did the ghouls go to look at Imperator.

Sorry for any Imperator and Nihil fans but I just cannot stand them 😅

-As seems to be the horrible, horrible canon judging by the one little scene… Nihil has a foot fetish. 🥲

[budgieio]

sunny and aeth taking mirrors pics back at the abbey while everyone’s on tour? 👉👈

I wanted to get this out of the sketch phase so bad but it just didn’t happen I’m sowwy

[callmelittlesanshine]

We’ve got ghoulettes in all the colours

[futurebunnyoverlordoftheuniverse]

Another Ghoulette commission done by my awesome friend @Valoreine This time it's our lovely Multi Ghoulette, Sunshine! You can find her previous Ghoulette piece of our Keytar Queen here.

[bonesy-doodles]

I love women!!! The Ghoulette Quartet is done which means all ten of the IMPERA ghouls have been sketched <3

[farter-imperator]

Sunshine hates clothes.

Have you ever seen a dog wear shoes? That's like Sunshine when she's made to wear clothes. It's completely a sensory thing for her.

They just... Even when they're baggy, she can feel them clinging to her skin, and she wants nothing more than go shuck them off and go prancing around the Ministry nude.

It's not uncommon to look out a window and see the Ghoulette chasing a deer across the grounds, on all fours, completely starkers, a manic grin on her face. She loves chasing deer.

Even on the tour bus, she's nude. Maybe a sports bra and some pyjama shorts and a pair of ankle socks if she's cold. When they stop over at gas stations, she just wears one of Aether's hoodies as a nightgown and a pair of Adidas slides.

The pack are used to it by now, and they don't mind, but it was quite an adjustment for the new summons.

[114teardrops]

ghost ghouls headcanons !

been working all week in my headcanons :•) once again, i referenced and took inspo from bluravenite :•) also my mutuals helped me build some of their appearances with their own hcs

i revisited the first batch i made to match the rendering style, i’ll draw Swiss with locs again eventually, im currently in love with jutty’s short hair

i made a ghosttwt account! i post my ghost art on @/ghoulliez!

[geasthewritingrat]

finally found a way of making chainmail keychains that i actually like the look of!!! for now i've only got era 4/5 ghouls done, but the rest will follow shortly!

from left to right, top to bottom; Phantom, Aether, Rain, Mountain, Cumulus, Cirrus, Swiss, Dewdrop, Aurora, Sunshine

closeups and matching sets under the cut! (i'll get better pictures soon, i just wanted to get these out in the world asap)

Mountain and Swiss;

Aurora and Phantom;

Cirrus and Cumulus;

Aether, Rain, and Dewdrop;

Sunshine;

[divine-misfortune]

TW for gore and ghoul cannibalism...murder ghouls my beloved.

What if in order to inherit an element, the new ghoul has to kill the previous owner in order to take it?

Feral things taken from the pits of hell and left with the one they're supposed to replace, the element contained inside their fragile mortal vessels. I'm sure there's some sort of...natural draw to the element, like a hunger of sorts. Ravenous creatures with only a bit of skin and viscera between them and what their body aches for. The ghoul before them is just a casualty to their desire.

Swiss and sunny were lucky, there was no element for them to inherit. Though as multi ghouls there might come a time they're made to take one on. It was a bridge they might one day have to cross, but an afterthought for the moment.

Mountain tore into Ivy without an ounce of hesitation.

Ivy fought back decently, from what little Mountain can remember. He doesn’t know if his brain just purposefully tucked the memory away, or if he was truly blinded by bloodlust. They were both fairly matched in size but Ivy was older...tired.

At a certain point it almost felt like he'd accepted what was to come, his struggling died down, his cries became feeble warbled sounds…Or maybe it was Mountain desperately cracking into his rib cage like Persephone did the pomegranate. His blood tasted sweet like honeysuckle, and Mountain licked every drop from his claws.

To this day he remembers, and shamefully yearns for another taste.

Mist was...A problem, to say the least.

She fought Dew with the same ferocity even when her wounds delved past being fatal. Mist fought him with everything she had up until her body gave. He wasn’t much bigger than her, but he was certainly faster. Dew ran circles around her, it was almost like he was playing with his food.

He tore into her throat mercilessly, he ripped her apart. Mist was well past mangled by the time he was finished. He was so covered in her blood, her cool toned skin caught in his teeth, one could have thought he’d been the victim of such brutality.

Dew can still feel the way her viscera left his skin sticky, the showers and ceaseless scrubbing have never managed to rid him of the phantom sensation.

Poor Zephyr.

They realized from the moment they were shoved into that small concrete room they stood no chance. They were already old and broken in more ways than they could count. It was a pitiful sight to watch them sink to their knees and hang their head.

Zephyr squeezed their eyes shut and waited. Waited to be torn apart just like they’d done to the previous air ghoul, he was the reason they were like this now, frail and unable to fight back. Perhaps he’d planned it that way, revenge for their cruelty.

The girls made it quick at least, some compassion in them even in this feral state. Cirrus had cradled their face in both hands and studied the lines creasing their face for a minute before abruptly twisting. Snapping their neck in one fluid motion, the sound was stomach turning.

There was no kind way to take the heart from their chest, but at least their expression remained almost peaceful even as Cumulus and Cirrus picked them clean like roadkill.

And then there was Omega…

Omega had felt it coming, had long since made peace with it. He was tired, an exhaustion that ran bone deep. Quintessence wore on his vessel over the years, though it was nothing compared to the sharp sting of grief that had pained his body. He truly felt his age these days.

He didn’t scream or bare his teeth when Aether circled him with wild hungry eyes. All he did was sigh as he sat himself on the concrete floors, wondering who would clean up the clergy’s mess when he was gone.

While Omega was almost relieved to let it happen, even his blissful acceptance could not spare him from the agony of Aether and his savagery. Aether tore nearly everything, and then some, from his chest cavity in order to satiate his appetite.

He’s never let go of the guilt, and prays that when it’s his turn whatever demon he’s trapped with will offer him the kindness he did not spare his predecessor.

But the issue…Well, the issue comes with Dew and Rain.

Dew was set to die, it had long since been decided that he was supposed to feed the beast Rain was to become. He was smaller and weaker than Rain, the fight was short lived. He was a cornered animal in a very tiny cage. Rain was elegant and lethal in the way he sunk his claws into him, and Dew’s never been able to shake the image of him poised above him. Half delirious from blood loss and high on the adrenaline trying to keep him fighting, the single light bulb haloing the feral creature above him, Rain was ethereal. In such a state, he nearly confused him for some divine and holy being, even when Rain sought to rip through his skin.

And as Dew laid there bleeding out, Rain having retreated with the spoils of victory, Ifrit found him. He’d never seen the fire ghoul so scared. Ifrit had tried in vain to stop the bleeding, the wounds far too grave for such simple solutions.

He begged for Dew’s forgiveness as the red continued to seep through the gaps in his fingers, and he continued his pleading when he ripped the fire from his vessel, practically ripped the heart from his chest, and poured whatever magic he had into the little ghoul’s dying body.

Ifrit would have never made Dew fight him, if things had been different and it was the two of them locked in this room. He’d have willingly offered himself up as the tinder to the beautiful fire he knew Dew could become.

It was the last act of love Ifrit could offer Dewdrop, the very thing that coursed through his veins, just to breathe life back into him. Ifrit burned himself to ash and bone just to see the spark of his element make a new home in Dew’s eyes.

[raz0rvampire]

Ghoul design drop of Sunshine, Mountain, and Cumulus 🗣️✨