#sunshine/cirrus/cumulus

[ghoulangerlee]

take aim by sleep token is 100% a sunshine song

ive been thinking about this all day since take aim came on this morning on the way to school. fic thing below the read more :) sorry if its a little wonky, i havent written in a couple weeks

sunshine x cumulus x cirrus :)

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her hands are overly warm sometimes, fire bubbling beneath her skin in a way she can't describe; the heat of them leaving behind redness whenever she cups Cumulus's cheeks in them; she soothes it away with a kiss, a rush of cool air against hot skin.

Cumulus smiles at her, sweet and small, leaning in for another kiss as her own hands come up to rest over the backs of Sunshine's, pouring love and affection in through their bond until there's a low rumbling of a once buried instinct vibrating her chest.

she wasn't the type to purr before being summoned; fighting tooth and nail to survive in the pit, but something about being surrounded by love, by her pack, it makes her want to give into her inhibitions.

(and she does, sometimes. in the quietness of her bedroom, curled up together with Cumulus, her ear resting over where Cumulus's heart is strong, beating loud and steady in her chest.

she's safe here.)

sometimes sunshine forgets she's more air than fire, even though the fire rushes heady in her veins, her temper catching and making her the more volatile one between the three of them; cirrus-sunshine-cumulus.

they're a trio now, sunshine welcomed into their fold so soon after her summoning. she doesn't have feathers like Cumulus or Cirrus or even Swiss, instead, she's got patches of scaly skin hidden beneath her clothes, clusters of scales gathered in the hollow of her throat, creeping up the sides of her neck; they're a coppery color similar to her hair.

it doesn't bother her that she looks more fire than she actually feels, but sometimes she wishes she had the soft feathers that Cumulus has, downy and gently against skin.

even when Cirrus coos at her and nuzzles in under her throat, cheek pressed against her overly warm scales, a happy and content sound, she often wonders if Cirrus is just humoring her eclectic parts.

she remembers being summoned, the questioning nudge of a somewhat territorial fire ghoul; she knows what she looks like and what she had looked like to Dew when they'd first met, her curls fanned out like a mane, her wings spread wide; they weren't feathered like the other air ghouls, but leathery, marking her closer to one of His creatures than the other ghouls.

there had been a somewhat wild look in her eyes when she'd landed on the surface, excited to be out of the pits, ready to be part of something other than strife.

the girls had accepted her in almost immediately, staking claim to her in a way that had eased something inside of her; she wasn't territorial by nature, having two fire ghouls even one that's only somewhat half of one, could be tricky, difficult, but she was mostly air and for all of her vices that settled her down, evened our turbulent emotions out enough to make it seem normal.

to make her seem normal.

except when she wasn't, but this was something that the others, that her pack had come to love about her, attuned to her moods so intimately.

Cirrus and Cumulus were her rocks though. the ones who kept her steady, kept her present even when the heat kept licking at her skin over and over and over.

able to give a firm hand when needed, the two of them typically handled Sunshine with gentle touches, they weren't afraid of her, of what she could do if left unchecked, if the fire beneath her skin broke free from its confines.

Sunshine's eyes flutter closed and Cirrus chirps softly, pressing a kiss to the cluster of coppery scales against her throat as the bed dips and Cumulus fits herself right into the nest, curling an arm over Cirrus and resting her head on Sunshine's pillow as the scent of calmness surrounds them.

somewhere deep in Sunshine's chest, a ragged purr rattles its way out.

[iamthecomet]

Hey Comet! ❤️‍🔥

I'm humbly here to ask you for the sauciest, most delectable, wlw fic for Femslash February. (ASK #27, BABEY)

Here's some prompt ideas to get that brain a turnin'!

How do you feel about dirty dancing, cumming in pants, choking, dirty talk, sprinkle of degradation, commenting about how wet someone is, forced orgasms and, uhhh, that good good aftercare? Any of the above? Please?

Dealer's choice for pairing (or just all ghoulettes let's be real). OkAY, LOVE YA BYE ❤️‍🔥

Cirrus has lost count of how many times she's cum on Cumulus' thigh. She knows she's supposed to know, she was supposed to keep track. But thoughts are slipping through her brain like water, and she barely remembers her own name. They're all still clothed, and she's already gone, fucked out, floating. She can only focus on the insistent pleasure climbing up her spine, coiling in her gut. Unbearable and unrelenting and irresistible in equal measure. Cumulus drags Cirrus' hips forward and back, controlling each shaking movement of the taller ghoulette's body. Cirrus would be limp, useless, if not for Sunshine pressed right up against her back, letting Cirrus rest her torso against Sunshine's as Cumulus controls the rhythm. "How many is that, Lus?" Sunshine asks, like she knows Cirrus doesn't, and it's ok. Cirrus is glad for it, can't imagine trying to come up with a number, or deal with the punishment for not knowing. Cirrus stopped talking a while ago anyway, the only noises that leave her now are choked moans. The burn of overstimulation rises and falls, she shakes uncontrollably, legs turned to jelly. Her body twitches with each pass, she thinks she can feel her organs vibrating. She tries to breathe, to focus on anything except the building pleasure in her gut. Cumulus runs her hands up Cirrus' sides, dragging her shirt up as she goes to ghost cool fingers over her overheated skin. Goosebumps break out over Cirrus' body. She shudders under the touch. "Twelve." Cirrus licks her lips, her mouth is dry. Her head is resting on Sunshine's collarbone, she rolls it to the side to press her lips to Sunshine's pulse. She smells like peaches, perpetually sun-warmed skin, and the bite of Sunshine's arousal. She wants to take a bite, but can't seem to move her jaw enough to do it. "What's the record?" Silence follows. It takes Cirrus too long to realize that Sunshine is talking to her. It takes a sharp tug on her hair, and the curl of Cumulus' fingers around her throat in a gentle squeeze before she realizes she's meant to answer.

"Fifteen," she croaks out. Her voice weak, flagging, it breaks on the last syllable. She's not sure where the number comes from, but she's sure it's right. As if it's branded

Cumulus and Sunshine entwine their fingers on her hips. They work out a push and pull that has Cirrus bowing forward, her body collapsing in on itself, dark sweaty hair falling into her eyes. As the pleasure builds and builds. After the last one she thought she'd probably never cum again, but now she thinks it might actually be possible. Cumulus' pants are wet where Cirrus has been grinding her thigh. Her own sleep shorts are soaked through. There's slick on her thighs. She can't even think enough to be embarrassed about it. The only thing she can think about is the way each pass drags her clit over Cumulus' plush thigh and sends sparks up her spine digging into her brain.

She wants something to hold onto, but her fingers shake in Cumulus' shirt. They're not strong enough to ground her anymore. Her body is unreliable, sending her a litany of mixed signals that she doesn't know how to translate.

It all happens so fast. One minute she's being leisurely shifted over Cumulus' thigh and the next she's cumming with a soundless cry, her body going taught and shuddering, clenching around nothing. She feels herself get impossibly wetter.

Sunshine has to catch her when it fades so she doesn't fall forward and impale herself on Cumulus' horns. Cumulus chuckles at her, reaching up to drag her fingers along Cirrus' cheek her jaw, it's reverent. But the movement of her hips never ceases. They're insistent, unwavering. The overstimulation this time is more painful than pleasurable. She keens with it. Digging her fingers into Cumulus' shirt, and then deeper, into her skin until she knows it hurts.

Cumulus only moans in response.

Cirrus feels like she's going to catch on fire. "Thirteen," Cumulus says.

Cirrus shakes her head. "I can't."

Sunshine laughs as she pulls the taller Ghoulette back to lie against her again. "You can."

"Not like this," Cirrus shakes her head.

She wants out of these soaked clothes. She wants less. She wants more. She wants to bury her face between Cumulus' thighs and exact her revenge for this. She wants Sunshine to pin her to the bed and--

She's being moved. She registers it like it's happening to someone else. Sunshine is shifting her off of Cumulus' lap and over into a nest of pillows. Cumulus brushes dark hair off of her brow.

"Look at the mess you made," Cumulus breathes, lips ghosting over Cirrus'.

The spot on her jeans isn't just damp, it's soaked. Cirrus feels heat rush to her cheeks. But she doesn't get a chance to settle into it before Sunshine is dragging her shorts down her thighs and tossing Cirrus' legs over her shoulders. She latches onto Cirrus' swollen clit, flicking her tongue over it and sucking until Cirrus bows off the bed, digging her claws into the bed beneath her. "You'd think you were a water ghoul with how wet you get for us, Cir." Cumulus lays down against her side, pressing her body against Cirrus'. Cirrus turns her head to look at her. She tries to keep her eyes focused, but Sunshine does something with her tongue that has her eyes rolling up.

Cumulus smiles at her, it's fond, easy. And then Cumulus is kissing her, licking into her mouth, holding her in place with a firm hand in her hair. "You can give us three more," Sunshine whispers, dragging her tongue through Cirrus' folds. "Can't you? Gotta break the record."

"Four," Cirrus says when Cumulus releases her mouth. "I can do four."

Cumulus kisses her on the nose, her face breaking into a giddy grin. "That's our good girl."

[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

[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

[prlme-m0ver]

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

[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.

[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

(x)

[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

[dontyoufeelitangel]

PER INSTAGRAM LIVE

When asked about an OF account he responded with:

When asked if he was married to Jutty he simply replied: “yes”

Jutty responded with:

More random screenshots:

[kelthebarb]

being a ghoul and getting summoned must be so funny because like you leave the pit and there’s just a bunch of gay ghouls and an even gayer dad-like man who hands you an instrument and is just like “play this and touch everyone sexually on stage”

[iamthecomet]

Hi Comet! I see what 📼 did so let's see if I can stir the pot with Valentines Day ghoulettes. Cumulus serves her girls a luxurious breakfast in bed. Crêpes, coffee, freshly squeezed orange juice, chocolate covered fruit etc. It doesn't take long before Sunshine "accidentally" smears chocolate syrup on Cumulus and Cirrus has no choice but to clean them up by licking up the mess before it gets on their sheets. Of course the sheets get completely soaked later, but it's still early. -Ghoulette Anon

They barely even get to eat half of their breakfast before Sunshine is causing trouble.

I like to think that she doesn't even really cover for her "accident." I think she drags a strawberry over the curve of Cumulus' waist and then giggles a small "oops" before popping the fruit into her mouth and winking. She follows it with her tongue. Cumulus is still nibbling at a crepe when it all starts. And then Sunshine is dragging another strawberry over her sternum, her ribs. The chocolate heating up under their body heat and leaving dark trails over her skin. And Cirrus just sips on her orange juice and watches. Sunshine grins the whole time. Her fingers dig dimples into Cumulus' sides when Cumulus tries to squirm away, laughing, just trying to put her plate away so they don't end up with butter stains on the sheets. Cirrus takes it from her and sets it aside. Smirking, and helping Sunshine pin her down. Every touch is soft, and deliberate. Cumulus is ticklish until she isn't. Until Cirrus drags her tongue along the curve of her ribs and follows it with her teeth.

They don't leave their room for the rest of the day.

[bonesy-doodles]

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

[cupid-ghoul]

rain zoomies but he's still wet from his dip in the lake so he slips on the marble tiles and just falls onto his face

dw he's fine, his ego is bruised and his nose hurts a bit, but besides that everything is okay. he'll shake himself dry like a dog afterwards and continue scrambling around.

[c0smonox]

idk if i’ll ever finish this, but here’s the ghouls having a good old lake day bc i went to the beach when i drew this