#like even when i didn't live in this neighborhood it was always 'wow thats such a nice and safe neighborhood i wish i could live there'

[creaturebloom]

finally got a security camera installed to monitor the side yard so maybe now i will stop panicking over every single noise i hear all the time because my house is in the middle of a sound well that carries sounds from both main streets to right outside my window

[rain-ghoul-appreciator]

ok ive the brain was braining and i have ended up with headcannons on how the ghouls died and all the lovely shit

(tagging @ominousposting cause our ideas r so similar its kinda scary) ((super telepathy magic right here kids)) (((cause im like 98% sure ive never seen they're ghoul lore posts before this so i dont really wanna say i got inspo from them but yea its cool we're cool everything is cool 🫶🫶)))

under the cut and obv tw for death, murder, overdose, disease, drowning, fire, suicide, car accidents and poison (wow thats a lot)

phantom

died in 2010 from a car crash

will not get in a car no matter how empty the roads are

was only 17 when he died

youngest ghoul in the band (death year wise)

has all the humor from the 2000s still and it drives everyone absolutely nuts (inspired this post)

aurora

died in 1925 from accidental poisoning

was one of the flapper girls and was from a fairly wealthy family

was 24 when she was accidentally poisoned by a drink that was meant for someone else

3rd oldest band ghoul (death year wise)

still absolutely loves 1920s fashion and experiments with it by adding current trends and basically becoming the fashionista of all time

cumulus

murdered in 1953 by her husband

queen in the kitchen then, queen in the kitchen now (like seriously she can make anything and everything and its kinda scary cause how tf does she do it)

was 33 when she died cause her husband thought that she was to old and not good enough for him anymore (fuck this random guy)

4th oldest band ghoul (death year wise)

found some of her old cook books from before she died and makes nice little homecooked meals for all the ghouls every sunday because it makes her happy seeing all of them happy

rain

died in 2003 from suicide

emo kid emo kid emo kid (that kid was mcr's second fan) ((frank iero was the first obviously)) (((but he was second)))

was 15 when he killed himself, his parents were devastated

2nd youngest band ghoul (death year wise)

was absolutely stoked to find out that mcr was one of the biggest emo bands and influenced so many other bands (he almost passed out listening to music again for the first time)

mountain

died in his sleep from a disease in 1979

was the kindest guy ever but when he got sick everyone kinda avoided him cause they didn't want to get sick and felt bad seeing him like that

was 27 when he died and his whole neighborhood wished they could have done something more

5th oldest band ghoul (death year wise)

was really excited when he was introduced to the greenhouse for the first time because his room was always filled with plants before he died and it felt like his own little piece of home

sunshine

died 1995 from breast cancer

was very lonely because she spent most of her prime socializing years in a hospital bed

eventually died at 29 and was happy when she did

3rd youngest band ghoul (death year wise)

purposefully grows out her hair really long so she can cut it and donate it to make wigs for people with cancer cause she wants to help ppl be more confident with themselves and not end up like she did

dewdrop

died in 1991 from drowning

never really learned how to swim because he lived in the middle of a desert where there was no water so he felt like he didn't have to worry

was 25 when a friend pushed him off a boat as a joke and he was never able to get back up

4th youngest band ghoul (death year wise)

even though the element switch hurt like a bitch and ripped a whole piece of himself out, he felt somewhat relieved because the lingering fear of water was no longer plaguing his mind

aether

died in 1864 from a house fire

had 2 kids and a wife and they lived out in the country side in the middle of no where

was 38 when the house caught fire and he died saving his family from the flames

2nd oldest band ghoul (death year wise)

was still so incredibly british when he was summoned that dew had a heart attack when he started talking

cirrus

died in 1798 after being murdered by an angry mob

was a major activist for womens rights and had her own little rebellion against all the stupid expectations set for women back then

was 32 when an angry mov finally snuffed her out and killed her along with the rest of her little rebellion

oldest band ghoul (death year wise)

is still a hige advocate for women's rights and has to try not to laugh when someone says that she looks like/acts like herself before death (cause they obv dont know thats her lmao she cracks up everytime)

swiss

died in 1981 from a drug overdose

was an addict and wanted to stop but he couldn't afford getting help and his family didn't want to be associated with him so he was kinda on his own

overdosed at age 35 because he couldn't live like this anymore so death was the only option that he believed was available

5th youngest band ghoul (death year wise)

refuses to do any other drug than weed because he is still so extremely paranoid about becoming an addict again or accidentally overdosing

[iwritefluffysmut]

PRIM Chapter 1: Evergreen

Hello my lovelies! This is Chapter 1 of my first longterm series, I hope you all enjoy!

Warning: NSFW (sexual content)

It was a bright day when I met Allison, the light of day outside peered in through the slightly cracked blinds of the gray, forcefully decorated science classroom. I had slipped into the apathetic mood that 5th period always brought. Any joy of the previous day had been sucked out, I just wanted to go home, write, play video games, literally anything where I didn't have to think about all the people surrounding me. I walked into the classroom, sat by some vaguely familiar faces, and braced myself for the remaining hour I had in that hell hole.

Thats when I spotted her, sitting in the middle of the front room, the sun through the blinds created streaks of light bouncing off her vibrant red hair. Her sweet face and piercing eyes contrasted so beautifully, such stark blue, yet such a warm and kind smile. Her body was everything that my boyish teenage lust desired, her slim figure, the way her low cut summer yellow top gripped her perky breasts, she looked like an artist had drawn her, the embodiment of sex. I couldn't stop staring at her. Her soft face with the combination of her cleavage being displayed like fine art.

As I was staring, the teacher began her lesson in a relaxed yet upbeat tone. The girl who had my full attention repositioned herself to meet the teacher's gaze, she opened her legs I caught a glimpse up her skirt. I jerked my neck towards the front of the room, thinking it not right to stare.

I felt so dirty, I didn't mean to see that, but I did, and I couldn't help but silently savor the sight of her, she had black lacey lingerie on under her red skirt, so skin tight, it hugged her intimate places so perfectly. The sight made my mind spiral, thinking what I would do to her if she'd let me, it almost made me moan. I felt sweat form on my brow, wondering of she had caught me, her face was distinctly stern as she started penciling away in her lavender binder, I began to worry.

I resumed trying to subtly stare, at this point less so about how devastatingly attracted I was to her, and more about trying to catch her eye to infer if she caught me staring before, if she had, I knew it was over. Her bright blue eyes met mine, and I instantly froze. My head was racing.

"Oh fuck, she caught me staring, she thinks I'm a creep, I'm so fucked"

I was so nervous, her eyes moved in slow motion as she shot them toward me, and there I stood, the deer in the headlights.

All the things in my head seemed to be manifesting all at once, and then it happened: she smiled at me. I was in shock, I didn't have any idea how to react, she was too pretty to ever even acknowledge me, and she smiled at me. I wasn't enough of an idiot to think that a simple smile meant she was into me, but I at least took it as a cue to interact with her.

I waited for the prison yard esque bell to signal the end of the day, and took my chance.

I walked over to her desk and tried to rake my mind for something to say.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck, what do I say? Should I ask how her day was? No that's lame. What CAN I say? Oh shit I'm almost up to her, think!"

As I came up behind her she dropped her binder, I thought this was my chance.

"Oh, hey I'll get that"

She turned around and smiled sweetly

"Oh, no its fine I got it, thanks"

She bent over to pick up her binder, her tight skirt tethered to every nook, curve and crevice of her lower half. My minds voice chimed in again

"Oh fuck, I want her so bad and I don't even know her name."

She stood back up, her binder now in hand.

"Hi! I'm Allison, whats you're name?"

'Allison'. It was perfect, it fit every aspect of her perfectly, her porcelain skin, her kind face, and her piercing eyes. Dazed and nervous I spat out my answer.

"Oh...uh..it's Axl"

"Oh, like the guns n' roses guy?"

"Yeah, like him"

I was shocked that this was actually going well, feeling bold, I spat out the first thing that came to mind.

"You have a really nice smile"

She smiled sweetly again, wider this time, with genuine happiness in her eyes.

"Thank you! I like that outfit on you"

I was fashionable, the one virtue that I took pride in, it seemed to be on my side today. Again I spat out the first thing that came to mind.

"Thanks, I preplan all my outfits"

She expressed a kind of joyous shock.

"Wow I've never known a guy to do that before! That's so cool!"

"Oh fuck, she thinks I'm gay" I thought, panicked

She gazed out the door and then looked back to me.

"Hey, I've gotta go, my bus leaves in 10 minutes and I can't be home late, I'll see you tomorrow though!"

She smiled at me and walked briskly toward the door. Seeing the moment unfolding in front of me, I pounced.

"Wait!"

"Yeah?"

"I've got a car, I could get you home quicker than the bus if you want"

She paused for a moment

"You'd really do that?"

"Yeah, I don't really have much else to do, why not?"

"Thats so sweet! Thank you!"

She threw her arms around me and pressed her chest into mine, I had to repress the physical reaction that this evoked from me.

Allison lived about 20 minutes from the school, her neighborhood was covered by a canopy of tall evergreens, it reminded me of a painting, her house was in the middle of a cluster of trees, we talked the whole time about our lives, dreams, aspirations...she was a dancer, and a damn good one too. I should've known it by the way she moved, so graceful and elegant, every step she took she took with purpose.

"Well this is me, thanks for the ride, I really appreciate it"

"You're welcome, stay safe"

I prepared to drive away as I watched her walk in that skirt. It was then she turned on her heel and hurried back toward the car, shouting my name.

"Yeah?"

"Hey I was wondering, this bio class seems like it's going to be hard, and there's gonna be a lot of tests, I was wondering if you'd wanna be my study partner?"

I was staring dead straight

"Uh....yeah, I think that'd be fun!"

"Okay cool! We'll come back here tomorrow after school, see you then!"

I couldn't believe it, the girl who I had spent the last hour ogling just invited me over to her house after school...holy fuck, I alternated between being excited, and feeling wrong and guilty for wanting so badly to have sex with this girl I had just met. Regardless, she was all I thought about that night. I had been bitten by a love bug, and I loved the way it felt. It was so abnormal to me, I had never felt this way about anyone. All I knew was she made me feel strong, like a pine tree...evergreen.