#cumulus/sunshine

[forlorn-crows]

𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒚 12: 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆

pairing(s): sunshine/cumulus words: 1036

notes: explicit! transfemme sunshine (cock used for her anatomy). thank you @askingforthesun for the pairing suggestion <3

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It starts as it usually does. A gentle touch, a brief brush of lips. Things are comfortable between them—falling together for a cuddle (and a little something more) is as simple as breathing. Sunshine likes this about her and Cumulus and their developing relationship.

And she likes Cumulus a lot.

Today is especially difficult for the multi ghoulette. Cumulus feels different. Softer, somehow. Her hair is as smooth as silk between her bitten-short claws, and her exposed thighs pillowy and warm beneath her own. She grips Sunny’s waist a little tighter than normal as they makeout, oversized t-shirt bunching in her hands. Even her scent is sweeter. Summer breeze with waves of sweetgrass and something floral—hydrangeas, maybe. The hint of vanilla body lotion is the cherry on top of the slowly crumbling cake that is Sunshine’s resolve to not go absolutely horndog on this big, gorgeous girl.

It doesn’t help that just last night she creamed herself to memories of Cumulus jokingly bending over for Dew at breakfast the other day, tiny little sleep shorts doing nothing to hide every curve of her. The jiggle of her ass when the fire ghoul smacked it in appreciation certainly didn’t help her fantasies of Cumulus on her knees for her, her nails digging into the meat of her hips while she humped into her like a bunny. 

Cumulus slips her tongue into her mouth, and the noise Sunshine makes is far from decent. The air ghoulette just huffs a laugh and licks across the back of her teeth. Pulling at the small of her back until she has to arch against her. 

It’s terribly hot and sexy of her, and Sunny is pushing her onto her back before her brain can catch up with her body. She pants against her mouth, hot and suddenly insistent. Her fingers clutch at the ruffles of Cumulus’ shorts, wanting so badly just to pull them off and see more of her. Get her fingers or face or something else between those gorgeous thighs and—

“Sunbug,” she mumbles.

“Yeah,” she slurs, dazed and distracted. Quickly on her way to getting drunk on Cumulus and doing something nefarious.  

“Sunshine,” Cumulus says, more insistently this time. She isn’t angry or upset, but the way she punctuates her name makes her spring up, a string of spit still connected by the corners of their mouths snapping and adhering itself to her chin. 

“What?”

Cumulus smooths her hands up the smaller ghoulette’s thighs. Dancing dangerously high. She bites her lip, eyes darting up and down between them. “You’re hard, baby.”

“I—” Sunshine looks down to find that yes, she’s fattened up along the seam of her bike shorts, cock pushing at the spandex. She rubs her hand along the ridge of it and gasps. “Oh,” she says eloquently. She can feel her cheeks turn a bright shade of crimson, ears pinning back against her head. “‘M sorry.”

“Sorry?” Cumulus shakes her head in disbelief. “Got nothing to be sorry for,” she assures. Her hands continue to move up and down her thighs, the iridescent green nail polish on her nails sparkling against the maroon of her shorts. She’s panting now; can’t help it, not with Cumulus looking at her like that. Appreciative. Loving. Hungry. An image of her with her glossed lips mouthing over her cock flashes through her mind, and she throbs so hard her eyes roll back. 

Cumulus bites back a moan. “Haven’t even touched you yet.” 

Sunshine’s eyes go wide. She thinks she stops breathing. 

“I will. If you want me to. You don’t have to hide it, baby, it’s okay.”

She blinks. Mouth opening and closing like a guppy and nothing is coming out, oh Lucifer say something!

“Sunbug.” Cumulus pulls her in by the shirt, low enough so she can cup Sunny’s face with both her hands. Gentle but insistent. “Look at me. Are you okay?”

Their gaze finally comes into focus. Honey-amber into bright sky-blue. And Sunshine’s never seen so much love and desire concentrated there. “I want you so bad,” she blurts out, tongue suddenly too big for her mouth. “For a while now,” she adds, barely above a whisper. 

Cumulus hums. Slides a hand down her chest and around to her ass. “You can have me,” she says easily. 

“Fuck, really?” 

A moment of silence hangs between them. Sunshine’s heart jumps to her throat. But then Cumulus is laughing, smiling so wide her cheeks make her squint. She can’t help but giggle in return, laughing at her obliviousness.

“Come back here. Kiss me again,” Cumulus demands through dying huffs of breath. Sunny can’t do anything but oblige, dipping down to press their smiling mouths together again. 

The first few kisses are chaste—pecks, really. Given through the last of her giggles until she’s able to settle against the air ghoulette fully. The next kiss is long, deepening at the end and warming the fire in her belly. Shared breath and subtle petting drop her right back into the moment, and before she knows it, Cumulus is fisting a hand in her hair and pulling her head back to kiss at her neck. 

“Hah, ‘Lus that’s—oh.” Her hips stutter forward of their own accord, tail kinking up behind her. Cumulus moans against her skin and bucks her hips up to meet her aborted thrust, granting her delicious friction that has her groaning and digging her claws into the sheets. 

“Want you to feel how hot you make me,” Cumulus says breezily. She snatches up one of Sunny’s hands and guides it between them, shoving her fingers past the waistband of her shorts and into her underwear. She’s even softer here; Sunshine pets through her neatly trimmed curls straight down into her folds, warm and plump and wet. 

“Fuck, unholy fuck, ‘Lus, you feel so good.”

“Yeah,” she breathes. “That’s it, good girl.”

Sunshine nearly chokes on her own saliva, cock kicking hard where it’s trapped beneath too-tight fabric. She can feel herself leak when Cumulus mischievously slots a thigh between her legs, pushing up until she curves in on herself with a gut-punched moan.

“‘Lus—”

She smiles, all dimples and fangs. “Mm, that good?” 

“Too good, you’re gonna fuckin’ kill me.”

𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 ����𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 ✿

[aweisz]

to quote lukka, qwoimnn/.. womn..

[divine-misfortune]

Cumulus/Sunny, tattoo shop/flower shop owners au?

"It's not gonna hurt," Cumulus sighed softly - clearly tinged with amusement and a familiar fondness that tamed Sunshine's nervous heart.

"It's gonna hurt" she whined and threw her head back against the headrest with as much drama as the ghoulette could muster, arm over her eyes for emphasis. Though she did peek out from underneath it, watching curiously as Cumulus continued to draw wrapping vines and flowering buds along the length of her forearm with a steady hand and an oversized sharpie. She was pretty when she worked, plump pink lip caught between her teeth and the gentlest knit of her brow, focus was a good look on her.

"You're a big girl, you'll be fine." Those sky blue eyes flicked up from underneath soft white lashes, sending something in poor Sunshine's belly fluttering, "if it really hurts that bad, I'll kiss it better. Promise."

[miasmaghoul]

Mushy May - Day 6

Prompt: Picnic

Rating: Teen+ Pairing: Cumulus/Sunshine Contains: summertime flirting, the inherently sexual act of feeding someone a peach, nibbling as a love language, a significant lack of mush because I straight up forgot , and the promise of a nice meal :) Word Count: ~1.4k

Summary: The girls have a snack while they wait for Cirrus to bring them lunch. A very normal lunch. :)

Summertime at the abbey is something special. Cumulus adores it - she’d spend every waking moment outside if she could get away with it. By the lake, wandering the forest and the gardens, up on the abbey roof - anything was fair game.

But this - this is her favorite place to be.

The orchard in summer is a sight to behold, rolling hills covered in trees filled to bursting with citrus and stone fruits. Tended to by Mountain and a handful of earth hybrids, the harvest is destined for sale at the abbey’s associated farmstand. For now, though, the branches above remain heavy with nature’s bounty. 

It’s a rare day off for the ghouls and they’ve been out here for a while; Cumulus, Cirrus and Sunshine had spent their morning swimming with Rain and Mountain while Dew, Swiss and Aether lazed about on the shore. The ghoulettes had retreated to the orchard - still clad in their swimsuits - once a splash fight had broken out amongst the boys, surreptitiously absconding with a worn old blanket from the greenhouse. Cumulus was hardly complaining - the hills here are much better for soaking up the essence of summer.

Cumulus takes a deep breath, filling her lungs with the heady fragrance of sun-warmed fruit. She’s sitting in the comfortable shade of a peach tree, resting against its trunk and basking in the unmatched calm of the world around her.

The peace is broken soon enough by a disgruntled groan from her left, Sunshine poking at her thigh.

“What’s taking so long?” The other ghoulette whines, picking at their blanket. She’s on her back, starfished, bronze skin glowing in the summer sun. “I’m starving!” A gentle breeze ruffles her russet curls, brushes them over her forehead, and Sunshine looks so beautiful that Cumulus can only smile.

“Relax, sunbug,” she trills, reaching out to give Sunshine’s bare foot a gentle pat. “Cir will be back with lunch any minute, I‘m sure.”

“That’s what you said ten minutes ago,” Sunshine says with a grumpy huff, a cute little crease forming between her brows. Cumulus sighs, impossibly fond.

“Patience, sweet pea,” she coos, running her thumb over the pronounced bone of Sunshine’s ankle. “Patience.”

Sunshine grumbles under her breath, but doesn’t argue further. Cumulus can’t blame her for complaining, really. They have been out here for a while, and Cumulus would be lying if she said she wasn’t feeling more than a little peckish herself. She tips her head back as she strokes Sunshine’s shin, smiling at the ticklish feeling of the other ghoulette’s leg hair. Afternoon sunlight filters through the leaves and Cumulus sees something that she know will help.

“How about a snack while we wait?” 

Sunshine’s head shoots up in an almost comical way, her golden eyes sparkling. 

“You have snacks!? And you didn’t tell me!?” 

Cumulus laughs, pointing upwards, and the other ghoulette follows her perfectly manicured finger - right to the fat, ripe peach hanging a few feet above them..

“Grab that for me, would you?”  

Sunshine needs no further convincing, scrambling excitedly to her feet. Cumulus watches with an appreciative gaze - the other ghoulette is a vision in her sun-yellow bikini, the halter neck and low-cut bottoms exposing a delicious amount of soft, warm skin. The red stone in Sunshine’s dangly belly button piercing glitters in the light, catching in the entrancing line of her happy trail when she hops up to grab the fruit. If Cumulus drools a little at the sight, she really can’t be faulted for it. 

Sunshine wrests the peach from its home easily, handing it down to her with a toothy grin. Cumulus accepts it with a wink, gesturing at her lap, and Sunshine gladly accepts the wordless invitation. She lays on her back, resting her head on those plush thighs, and Cumulus takes a moment to scratch the base of her cute little horns. Sunshine purrs at the touch, turning her head to nip affectionately at the soft swell of Cumulus’s belly.

“C’mon, Lus,” she murmurs, wrapping an arm around her waist, “gonna eat you pretty soon.” Cumulus flashes her some fang.

“You promise, sweetheart?”

Sunshine’s eyes glimmer with something mischievous and she tugs at Cumulus’s polka dotted bikini bottoms with her teeth. Cumulus chirrups and gives her a wink as she unglamours a single, long claw and uses it to split the peach; it’s blush pink and warm to the touch. Impossibly juicy once she breaks the skin, drops of the stuff falling from her fingers and onto Sunshine’s chin and chest. The other ghoulette giggles, wriggling around with her tongue out, chasing that dripping nectar.

“Stay still,” Cumulus chides, but she can’t hide the amusement in her voice. Sunshine is simply too cute for her own good sometimes - but she knows when to listen, and quickly settles. Cumulus pulls a chunk of flesh from the peach and dangles it over the other ghoulette’s face. “Open up, sweet girl.” 

Sunshine’s eyes go heavy at Cumulus’s sultry tone, plush lips parting. Cumulus feeds her the fruit with delicate fingers, Sunshine wrapping that skilled tongue around it and pulling it into her mouth with a pleased hum. 

“Tasty?” Sunshine nods, licking juice from the corner of her mouth.

“Almost as sweet as you, Lussy,” she says with a wink, and Cumulus is wont to believe her.

They fall into comfortable silence, Cumulus feeding the other ghoulette bits of fruit and relishing the slide of that tongue against her skin. She only steals a single bite for herself, and it tastes like summertime incarnate. Soon enough the peach is gone and Cumulus chucks the pit over her shoulder, juice trailing all the way down to her elbow. She moves to wipe it off on the blanket, but Sunshine catches her wrist before she gets the chance.

Cumulus huffs out a pleased sigh when Sunshine licks at her fingers, her palm, down her wrist and forearm. She purrs while she works, and Cumulus’s other hand makes its way to rest on Sunshine’s stomach. She can’t resist dragging her nails along the subtle ridge of her ribs, delighting in the way Sunshine squirms. It’s so entrancing that she can’t stop, sliding those elegant fingers over the other ghoulette’s stomach, dipping into her navel. Fiddling with that pretty piercing before drifting further south.

“You’re so warm,” Cumulus lilts, fingertips gliding through that soft hair, teasing the edge of her swimsuit bottoms. Sunshine looks up at her through long lashes, sucking the last traces of juice from Cumulus’s thumb. “Bet you taste real nice right now, hmm?”

Sunshine kisses the tip of her thumb before releasing Cumulus’s hand. She reaches up and rests a delicate palm on Cumulus’s cheek, thumbing over her luscious lower lip. Cumulus nuzzles into the touch and Sunshine gives her a dangerous little smirk. 

“Maybe you should come down here and find out.”

Cumulus sinks her licked-clean hand into Sunshine’s soft curls, tugging her head back and admiring the slender line of the throat. Maybe later she’ll sink her teeth into the tender skin there, really get her to squirm. For now, though, those peach-pink lips are calling her name. Cumulus offers a warm smile, filled with promise.

“Maybe I wi-”

A distant scream cuts her off, and the pair of them freeze. Cumulus watches the way Sunshine’s ear flicks, feels her breath hitch; when she catches the faintest hint of copper floating on the honeyed breeze, Cumulus has the singular pleasure of watching Sunshine’s pupils narrow to cat-like slits. She breathes out a soft chuckle, pressing a kiss to the other ghoulette’s cheek instead and straightening up.

“I think it’s lunchtime, sunbug.” 

Sunshine grins, her fangs elongating, the tips of her ears going fuzzy.

“Dibs on the liver,” she chirps, and, well, Cumulus can never say no to that face. 

“Better hurry,” she croons, patting Sunshine’s cheek, “you know that’s Cir’s favorite part.”

Another scream, closer this time, and Sunshine is out of her lap before Cumulus can even blink. She watches as Sunshine scampers off on all fours, her tail lashing wildly behind her. Cumulus rolls her eyes as she stands, smirking, endlessly amused by the other ghoulette’s boundless energy.

“Save some for me!”

As she strides towards the joyous melody of visceral screams and tearing flesh, freeing her razor-sharp talons and stretching her jaw along the way, Cumulus can’t help but wonder if kidneys pair well with peaches.

[sonnenflamme]

Ghosttober/Kinktober Day 4: Temperature play

Ya‘ll have heard of the icy hot boys now get ready for the icy hot girls

(Feat. Mommy Lus because I couldn’t help myself)

Little warning because Cumulus promises Sunshine Aurora‘s body without asking her first, but we all know that she‘s very enthusiastic about getting filled by her favourite fellow hybrid ghoulette.

Trans Sunny because I am me.

Kinktober list by @kroas-adtam (I decided to join in on the fun, heh)

I‘ll be your goddess and you‘ll sing my praises

Pairing: Sunshine/Aurora/Cumulus

Rating: Explicit

Summary:

Aurora makes her way down to where Sunshine kneels and gets into place next to her. She pulls out her fingers and watches as the smallest ghoulette immediately pushes three of her own fingers inside.

Lus nearly screams as she feels the intense temperature difference, only enhanced by how her own skin is generally warmer than Aurora‘s.

It’s pushing her closer to the edge, and watching Sunshine clean off her fingers by licking her off of them doesn’t help in the slightest.

Read here on ao3

Tagging @ghouletteanon for ghoulette reasons and thank you @iamthecomet for encouraging me once again ♥️

[farter-imperator]

Pregnant Cumulus headcanons below, because these brainworms won't go away until I write all of this out

The kit was a complete accident. Cumulus wasn't down on the mover roster due to her work on the tours, a kit would just slow her down. However, heats lined up and accidents happened.

Rain was the first one to scent it on Cumulus. He'd smelled it in passing, and then he had backtracked and pressed his nose into Cumulus' neck until he was sure that he smelled a kit on her.

Aether was the one to confirm it after catching Rain cuddling into Cumulus' side, his nose snuffling against her neck. He'd rested his hand on Cumulus' middle and he could feel the energy of a kit within her.

After that, Cumulus called a meeting with her pack to announce it. She even called Copia through, since they were on tour and it would be pretty dumb to try to hide that from him.

Copia's jaw dropped at the news. He picked it up off the floor, and then it dropped again. He did not have a good poker face.

Dew straight up tackle hugged Cirrus, letting out excited chirrups and yips as he nuzzled her all over.

Cirrus shared a proud kiss with Cumulus and whispered that she'd protect both Cumulus and the kit, no matter what.

Copia had been the one to ask who the dad was. The whole pack went silent at that. Cumulus blushed, then slowly looked over at Sunshine.

Cue another round of excited shrieking from the ghouls, and Copia having to sit down because he didn't even know that Sunshine could do that.

Cumulus and Sunshine tended to share a bunk after the announcement. Sunny was addicted to Cumulus' new scent, the sweetness of all of her new hormones, mixed with a slight cinnamon scent that told everyone that this was Sunshine's kit.

Cumulus was more tired than anything during her first trimester. Lots of naps, before and after rituals. Her morning sickness wasn't too bad, it was mostly nausea, but the nausea plus the motion of the bus didn't make her feel great. She tried to stay away from Rain on these days, because Rain's a sympathetic puker.

In her second trimester, Cumulus grew rapidly. Her soft belly made way for a perfectly round bump, which soon sprouted sparkly gold stretch marks to match her glittery freckles. During this time, Cumulus stole a lot of Aether's t-shirts and hoodies, finding that they fit better than her own clothes.

There was one ritual where she had to perform with her waistcoat half buttoned, as her bump had grown overnight, to the point where she couldn't button her waistcoat. There was two frantic stagehands running around the city that night, trying to find a tailor to add elasticated panels to her backup waistcoat and trousers.

Swiss was the first to feel the baby. He'd been cuddling with Cumulus on the sofa, post-ritual, while she napped. He'd felt a small squirm, followed by a flutter. He freaked out. So much that it woke Cumulus up and had all the other ghouls running, thinking that something had gone wrong. When Swiss explained that he felt a foot, or maybe an elbow, or something, Cumulus just chuckled and explained that she'd been feeling them for the past month, but it was good to know that they could be felt from the outside. The ghouls had all lined up to feel the kicks after that.

Lemme know if I should do a part 2!

[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

[the-pigeon-queen]

realizations

so anyway I've been trying to decide on my designs the ghouls

[prlme-m0ver]

I like to think Terzo made a big deal about Mist and Copia was like "oh cool. Girls. Anyway!"

[frontalgarf]

Rushed ghost fanart because I NEEDED to get something out to celebrate rite here rite now (btw saw the movie it was incredible I loved it it was soooooo so sososososo silly)

[gravehags]

it’s the same picture

[iamthecomet]

cumulus with a pretty frilly dress knitting or reading while petting sunnys hair where she rests against lulu's thigh<3 can be fluffy or smutty or even angsty

Some smutty summer girls below the cut. Trans Sunny because I said so.

The summer sun beats down. Casting golden light on Sunshine's copper curls. They're soft against Cumulus' thigh. Brushing over the soft skin of her inner thigh as Sunshine nuzzles closer. They're laid out on Cumulus' favorite picnic blanket. A soft cream throw embroidered with tiny violets. Cumulus keeps her eyes on her book. Slipping her hand down to sink her fingers into Sunshine's hair. She scratches her nails over Sunshine's scalp and the ghoulette between her legs purrs. Cumulus feels the warm press of lips just under the hem of her skirt. She makes a fist in Sunny's hair and tugs hard enough to make Sunshine yelp. "You promised you'd let me finish this chapter." Cumulus feels the way Sunshine's lips pout against her. She doesn't dare pull her eyes away from the page. If she does it'll be over. She knows it. The sight of Sunshine sprawled out between Cumulus' legs. Hips rolling just slightly against the blanket. Her face pressed tight to the plush flesh of Cumulus' inner thigh, tucked just under the hem of her sundress. If Cumulus really looks at the scene spread out in front of her she'll throw the book aside and shove Sunshine's face into her cunt herself. Sunshine's been slowly pushing Cumulus' skirt up over the last hour. It's so high now that the shift of Sunshine's head would drag her nose over Cumulus' panties. There's no hiding how wet she is. "But, Lus. You smell so good," Sunshine says, lips grazing over Cumulus' skin as she talks. Lips soft on the crease of her hip. Cumulus doesn't answer her. Her mouth is too dry to really form the words, but she lets quiet descend like she's bored, uninterested rather than throbbing. She lets the silence stretch, and pets her hand over Sunshine's hair idly as she tries to focus on the book. Tries to play the role of unaffected. There's no way she's finishing this chapter. Not with the soft huff of Sunshine's breath over her clothed clit. Not with Sunshine's tongue dragging through the crease of her hip, mouthing at the lace edge of her panties. "Sunshine," Cumulus says, tries for firm but it comes out breathless anyway. It's so hard to deny the ghoulette between her legs. To tell her no, to stop her when Cumulus wants the same thing. Sunshine answers her with a nip to the inner thigh, just hard enough to draw a gasp from Cumulus' plush lips. "Come on, Lulu," Sunshine mumbles, turning her head so her mouth ghost over Cumulus' clothed clit as she talks. "Let me make you feel good." Cumulus does look down then. Sticks her finger in the book uses that hand to prop herself up a little so she can drag her eyes down her body. The neckline of her dress has been pulled low by Sunshine's manipulation of her dress, exposing the shadow of her areola to the sunlight. Nipples pebbled against thin fabric, chest heaving as Sunshine mouths at her through her soaked panties. Sunshine's rutting her hips into the ground in earnest now. One hand shoved beneath her into her pants. Cumulus doesn't have to see to know that Sunshine is fucking into her own fist, cock hard and leaking as she whispers pleas against Cumulus' twitching clit. "You've been so good so far," Cumulus purrs. Shoving down the lighting flash of pleasure as Sunshine's tongue pokes out to lap lightly at the crotch of Cumulus' panties. Sunshine groans at the taste and it takes every ounce of Cumulus' self control not to give in right there. "Give me just a few more minutes." Sunshine hums, like she's thinking about it. "Bet I can make you cum like this," she muses. "Don't even have to take your panties off." Cumulus tightens her hand in Sunshine's curls. She spreads her thighs a little wider, an invitation. She drops back onto the blanket fully, looking up at the cerulean summer sky. She opens her book again. "You're welcome to try." "What do I get if I win?"

Cumulus pretends to think, sucks her bottom lip into her mouth even though she knows Sunshine can't see it. "Whatever you want." "Wanna fuck you," Sunshine says with a grin, "Right here. Where everyone can see." Cumulus has never been so happy to lose a bet.

[ashthewaterghoul]

Kidnapper: I have your Ghoul.

Copia: Which one? I have 10.

Kidnapper: The annoying one that keeps cussing me out and trying to bite me.

Copia:

Copia: Which one? I have 10.

[kroas-adtam]

Kinktober 2024

Here it is my ghoulfriends! Now remember, you can chose one, both or none! Do one every day, one a week or just one! They’re great writing warmups in my experience, and don’t stress yourself out too much with them. Kinktober is supposed to be fun, so have the wildest, wettest fun this month, and tag me in it all!

if you have any questions, dont hesitate to ask!

List compiled with help by @forlorn-crows, @coffeeghoulie, @jimothybarnes, and others whom I can’t find buried in my inboxes!

Be sure to share over and over again so we can get all our depraved ghoulfriends to see this!

[psina-alina]

ghuide (ghoul guide) 3.0 | 2.0 | 1.0 |

! pls don't repost this post, it's outdated ! i updated the main post with a whole guide — you can find it here in my pinned post

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[dgaftilwedie]

thinking abt papa and his ghouls :((((

copia letting phantom catnap in his office when he needs somewhere quiet

copia who always lends a helping hand if cumulus needs help doing her hair

copia who's a sucker for mountain's head scratches

copia who can't help but agree when swiss invites him to the ghoul smoke sesh

copia who sits down with dewdrop in the practice room for hours just to make sure his part sounds perfect

copia who aurora will always come to when she needs someone to play pickleball with her when the other ghouls are busy

copia who tries all of rain's baked goods and even asks him to bake him treats sometimes

copia who willingly plays pranks on the previous papas with cirrus and thinks its hysterical watch their reactions

copia who comes to aether when he's having a hard day for some quality time and cuddles

copia jamming with sunshine and pretending he knows how to use a tambourine (he doesn't)

just :( copia :(( and his ghouls :((( fuxk i love them sk much im gonna cry