#x sunshine ghoulette

[kaisarionn]

💐 i love your energy it’s so good and it’s just what this dying app needs! Can I plz plz plz request the ghouletts (kinda platonic idk just friendly way) with a ghoulette reader (if you don’t do that normal fem reader is fine) and they are having “problems” with their period ever since they were summoned onto earth. And they NEED to see a doctor but they are scared and uncomfortable bc yk, period talk with doctor is EH. But they comfort them and all that shit. Sorry I just think there is no reason to hide problems with periods if you have them, pray for me

A/n: I agree with this! I’ve had some issues with period problems to the point that I needed a doctor and medicine, it’s the worst. Luckily I’m doing better and I hope you are too! Thank you for the request!

Word count: 783. Angst with comfort. Fem!ghoulette reader. (Tw for mention of periods, though nothing graphic) (I couldn’t find an image with more than two ghoulettes)

Cuddle puddle 🩵

You had been dealing with it by yourself for a while, being far too embarrassed to bring it up to anyone, especially since you were new, but you couldn’t hide it for long due to how badly it affected you.

For one week a month you were practically inconsolable and would hardly leave your room and the ghoulettes immediately noticed this.

They tried to talk to you, but you always go nervous and avoided the topic altogether, until today. Your period was hitting you particularly hard and the ghoulettes were determined to take care of you, which leads to now.

There was a soft knock at the door, but you were in too much pain to get up, luckily the door was unlocked since you rushed to your bed after trying to get some food. Sunshine opens the door and all four ghoulettes come in with various looks of concern upon seeing you curled up on your bed, you looked way worse than they had imagined. “W-what are you all doing here?” You look at them a little embarrassed, not wanting anyone around while you felt so horrible.

It was already hard trying to keep it together long enough to get food without crying, but now you had four ghoulettes in your room while you looked and felt like a mess. “Honey..” Cirrus says softly, shutting the door behind them and coming to sit down in the bed next to you. “Why are you all curled up?” Sunshine sits on the floor next to you, cumulus sits in a nearby chair with Aurora in her lap since there wasn’t much furniture to sit on.

“I feel sick..” You mumble, trying not to tear up from how bad you feel, which was getting harder and harder. “Well we brought you some stuff!” Sunshine nearly yells, but tamps down her enthusiasm when she remembers how bad you feel. “Yeah, we got you food, medicine, a personal heating pad.” Aurora giggles softly, pointing to Sunshine who the ghoulettes often curled up with when they were cold.

“We can leave if you want, we just want to make sure you’re okay first.” Cumulus adds on, holding up an actual heating pad incase you do want them to leave. You start to sniffle softly, a combination of happy tears from feeling so cared for, and overwhelmed tears since your cramps were killing you. “T-thank you..” The ghoulettes take this as their cue to curl around you to comfort and take care of you. Sunshine pulls you into her arms and placing her hand on your pelvis, warming them up to ease your pain.

The others get comfortable around you however they can, wanting to practically cocoon you with their bodies. “Now what’s wrong?” Cirrus knows it’s your period, they all do as they’ve had similar experiences, but she’s trying to get to the bottom of the issue.

“E-ever since I was summoned here my period has been all messed up and nothing helps like it used to!” You bury your face into a pillow, trying to hide your tears. Cumulus gently rubs your back, trying to soothe you as best they can. “Aw sugar.. why haven’t you gone to the doctor? I’m sure they can help.”

You lightly shake your head at the mention of doctors, and they can tell you seem a bit nervous about it. “I don’t like them.. a-and this stuff is so embarrassing..” Aurora scoots around a little bit, trying to get a bit closer to you. “I know doctors are scary, but we can go with you! Cirrus takes me to my appointments, she makes them less scary.”

Cirrus smiles and gently brushes your hair out of your face. “I would be happy to take you, we all would. Doctors don’t have to be scary dear.. and this shouldn’t be embarrassing. We all have to deal with this.” Cumulus grabs out the jar of cookie dough she brought you, offering it out, which you promptly took with a smile. “We’ll always help you out sugar.”

Sunshine opens the jar for you with a soft smile, before going back to kneading at your stomach. “Yeah! Always.” You giggle softly and take a bite of cookie dough with a smile. “You girls are the best.”

[cupid-ghoul]

⋆˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆˚｡⋆ what the ghouls would get you/their mate for valentine's day ⋆˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆˚｡⋆

hello lovelies and happy valentine's day 🩷 since today's one of my favourite holidays I have a treat for you - I'm cupid ghoul after all - 🩷 once again this is just for funsies and not meant to offend 🩷 you're all deserving of love 🩷 xox

Aether: he's mature and obviously has the day written down in his calendar. his phone reminds him weeks in advance to get a good gift. I believe he'd gift his beloved flowers and an annotated copy of either his or their favourite book. all of the annotations also relate to the relationship and special moments he has with his love.

Mountain: he's calm, gentle, and a romantic even if he's not showing it outwardly a lot. Mount would create a unique and beautiful bouquet made up of flowers he grew himself. the showstopper of the bouquet would be a beautiful flower he crossbred just for his petal.

Rain: he gifts his starfish jewelry. BUT unlike those people that gift their partner one of these random heart necklaces (you hopefully know the ones), rain has taste. The jewelry matches the aesthetic and preferences of his partner perfectly, since he's so observant and in tune with his lover. also if his love is into it he will present them with a blood vial necklace (he even drew it himself).

Swiss: he's a bit of a wildcard and very passionate, so for valentine's he gifts his doll a lovely little lingerie set that he will also happily take off later. with that his partner gets a fun little sex toy which will also be promptly test driven in the evening. to round it out swiss will put a lovely little box of chocolates or sweets on top because what is valentine's without a bit of traditional gift giving.

Dewdrop: he will give his angel a mixtape that he made just for them. Dew likes physical media so it's either a CD or a cassette tape and he even customised the case just for his partner. he tries to act nonchalant when actually giving the gift because he has the emotional range of a teaspoon (in reality it was VERY chalant, he almost crashed out because his little project failed at least once) but it's fine, he's trying his best.

Phantom: he's a little confused but enthusiastic about the holiday. so he presents his starlight with a rabbit skull. he really likes oddities (he has his own little collection already) and what's more romantic than hunting for your partner? exactly! nothing. it might be an odd gift but his effort and general sweetness are just selling it. however next year he might buy a jellycat.

Aurora: she loves pink, she loves hearts, and she loves the holiday (she's just like me fr) so for her bunny she goes all out. chocolates, one of those giant stuffed animals that is just a bit taller than her (it's also a you problem to figure out where to store this plush monstrosity), and a couple sex toy that she'll gladly use with her partner once things settle down for the night. who knows maybe she even makes her bunny a bracelet. she just loves love.

Sunshine: their love language is quality time so instead of gifting their firefly something sunny wants to have fun, which makes an amusement park or carnival date an ideal vday activity. sunny loves fun and the thrill of rollercoasters or haunted houses. they will win their partner one of those stuffed animals and even buys a photo of them and firefly on one of the rides. they also have some candy for their partner afterwards.

Cumulus: as a romantic she wants to spend valentine's with her love bug, so she takes them on a picnic that she prepared herself in the kitchen. sandwiches, a little cake, fruit, whatever their partner's heart desires. Lus will read to their love bug with their head in her lap and if they're into jewelry she will gift them a little piece of jewelry (necklace/bracelet/anklet) with a C charm on it.

Cirrus: she loves to spoil her honey with a fancy dinner and a nice perfume that fits her partner's taste perfectly. Cirrus wants to see them all dressed up and take them out on the town. after the date she will stop at a park for a walk under the moonlight and some whispered love confessions.

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[dontyoufeelitangel]

and now, a moment of silence for all those we lost in battle… the soldiers who couldn’t reach victory (a ticket)…

[miasmaghoul]

sooo.. how do we feel about swiss fingering transdew in the passenger seat

"Why me?"

Swiss tilts his head, spinning a heavy set of keys around one finger.

"Why not?"

Dew raises an eyebrow, gestures at the guitar in his lap, the papers spread out on his bed.

"Oh please," Swiss scoffs, pushing himself away from Dew's doorframe and striding into his sunlit room. It's a gorgeous day, early spring, the sweet scent of the rose gardens wafting in on the breeze. "You're tellin' me you'd rather practice than go for a joyride?"

Dew snorts, crossing his ankles and adjusting his beat up old acoustic. It's true that he's been at it for a while now, since just after breakfast, but this solo has been giving him shit and he's determined to nail it before their next group session.

"I don't think taking Sunny and Lus to the grocery store counts as a joyride."

Dew strums out a few chords while Swiss flops into his desk chair, leaning it back onto two legs. It creaks under his weight.

"Maybe not," Swiss concedes, unbothered, "but you could still come keep me company."

"What, the girls not enough for you?"

"They would be," Swiss replies with a shrug. "If they didn't spend every trip making out in the back seat."

Dew snorts at that - Swiss has a point, Sunshine and Cumulus are not ones to keep their hands off each other in any context. Still, he grumbles.

"C'mon, Sparky," Swiss goads, scooting his chair closer so he can rest his elbows on the mattress, propping his chin in one hand and prodding at Dew's knee with the other. "Don't make me beg."

"But I like it when you beg."

Dew throws Swiss a wink, and Swiss reciprocates with his best puppy dog eyes. Big and wet and completely irresistible. Dew sighs, throws up his hands in mock defeat.

"Fine, fine," he grumps, setting his guitar on the bed. "But I'd better get something outta this."

Swiss grins, delighted. Pats Dew on the thigh as he stands, shoving the chair back under the desk.

"I'll tell Lus to buy that spicy jerky you like," he offers, and Dew gives him a little ooh.

"The cheese too," he insists, shuffling to the edge of the mattress and reaching for his boots. "The one with the habaneros."

"Yeah, yeah," Swiss chuckles, heading for the door, "but warn me before you eat it, I'm not sleeping with you on cheese night again. I learned my lesson."

Dew hurls a pillow at him, and Swiss scampers into the hall with a boisterous laugh. The little ghoul works on lacing up his boots, and makes a mental note to never tell Swiss when it's cheese night.

Twenty minutes later they're on the road, and as the breeze blows through his hair Dew wonders why he was so reluctant in the first place.

It's a gorgeous day, sunny and hot, but not enough to need the a/c. They're flying down the highway in Copia's ancient whale of a car, the windows down and a Judas Priest cassette blaring through the speakers; Swiss belts out the chorus to Breaking the Law while Dew taps out a matching rhythm on the outside of his door. In the back, Cumulus provides backing vocals while Sunshine dances in her seat, and Dew can't help the massive grin that splits his face.

It's a 45 minute drive to the nearest grocery store - the one downside to the abbey being so remote - but the trip passes quicker than he expects. They're trundling into the parking lot before Dew knows it, Swiss killing the engine and groaning through a solid stretch. Dew flips down the visor, looks in the tiny mirror and makes a displeased sound at the state of his hair.

"Okay," Cumulus pipes up from the back seat. Dew peers at her in the mirror, not missing the fresh hickey just below her ear. "I have the list, I have our allowance, I have..." she pats at her chest, searching the pockets of her denim vest, "ah, and I have my phone!"

"You got my snacks on that list?" Dew inquires, working at his knotted ends. Cumulus makes an affirmative sound.

"Sure do," she lilts, leaning forward to dangle the paper in his face. "Jerky and cheese, as requested."

"Get some of that chocolate I like too," he mumbles, "the dark stuff, with the salt." He turns his head to give her outstretched hand a quick peck. "Please."

"You got it, sugar," she giggles, tucking the list away. "You two coming with us?"

"No boys allowed," Sunshine and Swiss say in unison, and the lot of them chuckle. It's a known fact that Dew isn't a fan of crowds and that Swiss can't be trusted around free samples, so in the car they will stay.

"Besides," Swiss adds, leaning across the bench seat to throw an arm around Dew's narrow shoulders, "I got good company right here."

He nips at Dew's ear and the little ghoul elbows him in the side, hard enough to make Swiss yelp. It turns into a quick little slap fight, a moment of playful stupidity that Dew will never admit to enjoying as much as he does.

"Play nice, kids," Sunshine chides when they break apart, resting her chin on the back of their seat with a toothy grin. "Or mommy won't bring back any treats!"

"Gross," Dew complains, but settles anyway. Goes back to working the kinks from his golden locks. Sunshine leans over the seat to plant a sloppy kiss on his cheek and Dew squawks in protest.

"Aww, but you I thought you loved calling me that!"

Dew shoves her away, suffers through a chorus of snickers while his cheeks go pink, and resolutely avoids looking over as Swiss. The girls get their things together and then they're clambering out of the car; Sunshine glues herself to Cumulus, laces their hands together, and together they stride across the parking lot to the hulking monolith that is the grocery store.

"Mommy, huh?" Swiss pipes up moments later, and Dew groans.

"Shut up," he grouses, giving up on his messy hair and slouching down in his seat. "It's her thing, not mine," Dew lies. "Besides, I've called you worse."

"Can't argue that," Swiss lilts, stretching his arm along the back of the bench seat. "Remember that time you called me Mr. Army?"

Oh, does he, and Dew really doesn't want to think about that right now. Thick fingers tease their way into his tangled hair, blunt nails scratching against his scalp.

"You were the one that put me in a schoolgirl outfit," Dew huffs, crossing his legs for reasons totally unrelated to that particular memory. "I can't be held accountable for anything I said."

"I just never thought I'd get anyone but Rain to call me that," Swiss murmurs, a lascivious grin sliding onto his face. Dew looks at him from the corner of his eye, unwilling to lose the pleasant pressure of Swiss' hand in his hair.

"Rain? Really?"

"Oh yeah," Swiss says, converational. His hand moves to cup the back of Dew's neck, and oh is that lovely. "Wanted me to spank his ass raw and tell him what a naughty boy he was while he said it. Poor guy went off against my thigh before I could even get him on my cock," he sighs, wistful. Swiss turns his head, fixes Dew with that vulpine smile. "You were a nice surprise."

The little ghoul rolls his eyes, and really hopes Swiss doesn't notice him squeezing his thighs together. He has nothing further to say on the matter - or, at least, nothing that won't get him into trouble - so he stays silent. Enjoys the way Swiss' thumb rubs the spot just behind his ear while he watches humans mill about the lot. Families and individuals both, with arms full of paper bags holding untold goodies.

For what it's worth, Swiss doesn't keep talking either. He's not quiet, still humming out a tune Dew recognizes but can't quite place, but it's comfortable. The sun's hanging high in the early afternoon sky, a gentle breeze flowing though the still open windows, and Dew would be lying if he said this wasn't a nice way to kill time.

"What's on your mind?" Swiss asks a handful of minutes later, giving his neck a squeeze. "You're never quiet for this long."

"Oh you're one to talk," Dew chuffs, crossing his arms over his chest. "I can't remember the last time you shut up for more than five minutes."

"Pfft, sure you can," Swiss insists, that large hand dipping into the collar of Dew’s t-shirt, callused fingertips drifting over his skin and dragging a soft sigh from his lips. "I'm pretty sure I don't talk that much when you're sitting on my face, spitfire."

Dew scoffs despite the tingle the words force through him, a warm feeling settling into his belly. He turns his head to give Swiss a look, an incredulous eyebrow raised.

"That's the only example you can think of?"

"No," Swiss shrugs, "it's just the one I'm thinkin' of right now." The other ghoul licks his lips in a very intentional way, and that tingle hits again. "I guess deepthroating Mount counts too, but -"

"So the only thing that keeps you from yapping is having someone's junk in your mouth," Dew interrupts, nodding sagely, "noted."

Swiss laughs, loud enough to get the attention of a few people loading their car nearby. Dew shrinks in his seat.

"Like you're complaining."

He shifts in the seat, scooching closer. Dew squints at him, suspicious, but doesn't protest. Not even when Swiss gets close enough for their thighs to touch, for the other ghoul to drape an arm around his neck and let that huge hand rest on his chest. For Dew to soak in his spicy cologne and for Swiss to rest his chin on a bony shoulder.

"Besides," he rumbles, nosing at Dew's temple, "we both know you love my yapping."

"Love is a strong word," Dew mumbles, tilting his head when Swiss nuzzles his neck nonetheless.

"Mm, I don't think so," Swiss hums against his jaw, stubble scratching at his skin in a way that makes Dew's eyelids flutter. "Don't think I missed that little leg squeeze when I was talkin' about Rain, baby."

Dew groans, gives him a little shove. Far from enough to dislodge the other ghoul, more of a nudge than anything else. Token protest. Swiss huffs out a soft laugh, kisses his cheek.

"That's what I thought," he coos, licking at the shell of Dew's ear to draw out a shiver. The hand on his chest finds a nipple through his shirt, and Dew has to bite his lip to keep from making a sound. Curse Swiss for knowing every one of his weak spots. "Can't hide from me, Sparky."

Dew hates that he's right, and hates even more that - even in a place like this - Swiss can get him riled up with so little effort. Dew bounces his leg, takes his lower lip between his teeth while he scans the parking lot. There are people everywhere, but none close enough to see them - a fact Dew is very thankful for when Swiss sucks his earlobe and gives one of his nipple piercings a tug. Any closer and they might hear his moan.

"Fuck," Dew grunts, squirming in his seat, "ugh, you bitch."

"Such language," Swiss taunts, tracing the tip of his tongue along Dew's pulse point. "Lucifer, you're so easy."

Dew growls as best he can, human glamour be damned, and it just makes Swiss laugh again. It's a shame he can't argue - Swiss and Aether are the only ones who have such an effect on him, and they both know it perfectly well.

"Aww, gettin' all hot and bothered already?" Dew tries to shake his head, but Swiss kisses his throat and it doesn't get him very far. "Don't lie, firecracker. I can smell it on you."

Of course he can. He always can. Dew sighs as his eyes slip shut, sagging into the seat as Swiss slowly but surely teases the spots that make him start to sweat. Swiss' other hand lands on his thigh, stroking tight denim until Dew’s legs uncross. He walks two fingers up the inseam of the little ghoul's jeans while he trails wet kisses along his jaw, and Dew really can't help the soft sounds it all wrings from him.

Then that wandering hand sneaks under his shirt, lifts it up to expose his belly, and Dew jolts.

"H-hey, wait," he breathes, fists balled at his sides. His eyes crack open despite the way Swiss continues to work his chest, his throat, his ear. He watches Swiss' talented fingers trace his happy trail, dip into his navel and disappear up his shirt, and when Swiss rubs at his bare nipple Dew has to clap a hand over his mouth to hide his moan. "Shit, Swiss -"

It's muffled by his palm, and Dew's eyes dart around the parking lot as Swiss pulls away. Fixes him with hooded eyes and a crooked smile.

"Hm?" Swiss tugs both piercings at once and Dew shudders. "Something wrong?"

"You - oh - fuck, Swiss some...someone's gonna hear, someone's gonna - nngh - gonna see -"

"So?" The hand under his shirt runs ticklish trails down his belly, makes the muscles there jump. Swiss nibbles at his collarbone and Dew makes an embarrassing gurgling noise. "You like being watched and we both know it."

That may be true, but Dew thinks there's a difference between Mountain spying on him through a crack in the door and being fondled in a public parking lot with the windows down.

Swiss' hand finds his belt then, and Dew throbs.

"Fucker," he bites out as Swiss unbuckles him, other hand still expertly working his chest, and Dew flushes at the dark chuckle Swiss lets out.

"Maybe later," he croons, kissing the hinge of his jaw. "I got other plans for you right now."

Swiss wastes no time it getting his belt out of the way, quick to pop the button and tug down his zipper. Dew's narrow chest is heaving by the time Swiss hooks two fingers into the band of his boxer briefs. The other ghoul gives him a cruel smirk, snaps the band against his skin, and Dew sucks air through his teeth.

"Better keep it down, baby," Swiss speaks against his ear, liquid silk. "If you can, that is."

That hand worms its way into his underwear, slips down between his thighs, and Dew clenches his teeth so hard his jaw cracks.

"Mm, what's this?" Swiss glides the tip of one finger through his folds and Dew's thighs tense. "So slippery already. Just from this?"

Swiss tweaks his nipple, licks a nasty stripe below his ear, and Dew really has to work not to choke on his own tongue. His fat little dick throbs against Swiss' palm, and Swiss sounds absolutely thrilled about it.

"Oh, someone's excited," he teases, one thick finger prodding at his hole. "It's already tryin' to suck me in," Swiss sing-songs, and the little ghoul's shoulders sag.

Dew whimpers when he pushes the tip inside, clenching around an intrusion that feels far too good for how slight it is. He can't stop looking at everyone wandering the parking lot, trying to stay on high alert for the slightest hint of undue attention but struggling more and more with every passing second. Swiss wriggles that probing digit further inside, up to the second knuckle, and then there's sudden pressure on it front wall that has Dew's back arching off the seat.

"Fuck, fuck," he wheezes, hands flying to whatever he can reach - one paws at Swiss' shirt, the other gripping his forearm. Feeling the muscles shift as Swiss' finger works him open, groaning at the gentle stretch. "Oh you bastard."

"Flattery will get you everywhere, sweetheart," Swiss breathes, palming his stiff clit, and Dew's breath catches in his throat.

"Can't believe you're - oh shit, oh - fuck, can't believe I'm letting you - ah!"

Dew bites his lips shut as Swiss curls his finger just right, muting his cry and fighting to keep his eyes from rolling back. Clamps his thighs around that massive hand until Swiss chuckles in his ear, swirling that digit and making the little ghoul's eyes cross instead.

"You're so pretty like this," he rumbles, a second finger tracing around the first, spreading slick. "All shy. Makes you even tighter," Swiss tells him, and Dew clamps down even harder. Why is it so good? "Wish I could get you in my lap right now," his breath is so, so hot in Dew's ear. "Get you to sit on my cock and see how quiet you are then."

Dew shivers head to toe, legs spreading at the thought alone, and Swiss leaps at the opportunity. Pulls his first finger out only to slide back in with two, and there's no possible way he could stay silent through that. He turns his head just in time to sink his teeth into Swiss' shoulder, howling his pleasure into cotton and flesh, and Swiss groans right along with him.

"That's more like it," he praises, kissing the top of Dew’s head while he pants and shivers. "Gonna be a quick one, isn't it?"

Dew nods as best he can, moaning into Swiss' shirt when he rubs the heel of his hand in slow circles over his pulsing clit. Doesn't pull back until he's sure he can control himself, gasping when Swiss crooks his fingers but biting back the whine bubbling up in his throat.

"Y-yeah," he admits, thready. He can't be bothered to look out the window anymore, staring only at the bulge Swiss' hand makes in his jeans. "Fuck, just do it, fuckin' make me."

"Well, since you asked so nicely," Swiss lilts, one last taunt, and then the only sound filling the space around them is the wet squelch of skilled fingers plunging in and out of his tight little body.

It's perfect - the curve of Swiss' digits, the pressure against his sensitive little dick, the way Swiss rubs at that one spot inside that has Dew going boneless against Swiss' side. Huffing hot into his shirt, hair falling into his face and wafting in the breeze still flowing through the open windows. He can't stop grabbing at Swiss - his shirt, his arm, whatever he can reach. Skinny hips rolling against his palm in search of more, more, driving Swiss' fingers as deep as they'll go.

"C-close," he spits far too soon, every inch of him on fire and wound tight as a spring. Swiss gives his closes approximation of his usual purr, and Dew's thighs quiver. "Like...like that, just like that, shit -"

"Yeah?"

The hand still torturing his nipples stills, presses flat to Dew's chest. His fingers feel so perfect Dew can't handle it, on edge and covered in goosebumps.

"Give me a squeeze, baby," Swiss instructs, and Dew does. Clenches hard around those two wonderful digits and Swiss seems to predict the sound it'll drag from him, because the hand on his chest flies to cover Dew's mouth and catch his wail. "Fuck, that's my good boy," Swiss huffs, breathless in a way Dew adores even through his haze of pleasure. The other ghoul holds him close, keeps his mouth covered, and Dew scrabbles at the arm working him. "Now let me feel it cum for me."

Dew loses all sense of rhythm as Swiss curls his fingers one last time, hitting something that puts stars in his eyes and wrenches harsh moans from his throat, and with one perfect roll of Swiss' palm against his clit Dew's gone.

He's drooling against Swiss' palm when he comes down from the highest high, sweaty at his hairline and his cunt still snapping around Swiss' fingers. Holding him inside with the little ghoul rides out the aftershocks, breathing hard through his nose and blinking with one eye at a time. Swiss is muttering all sorts of nonsense into his hair, a litany of praise and wonderment that Dew cannot for the life of him understand but appreciates anyway.

Soon enough sensitivity sets in, and Dew hisses against Swiss' damp palm. Reaches up to peel his hand away with shaky fingers, squirming until Swiss gets the message and pulls out with care. There's a gush of warmth that follows, soaks into his briefs, and Dew heaves a sigh.

"Unholy shit," he slurs, collapsing back into his seat like a mound of jelly. "What the fuck, Swiss."

The other ghoul chuckles, and Dew rolls his neck just in time to watch Swiss pop his messy fingers into his mouth. Listens to Swiss suck them clean and groan at the taste of him.

"What?" He licks slick from his palm, exaggerated passes of his tongue that Dew finds himself fascinated by. "You said you wanted to get something outta this, right?" Dew blinks at him, brows scrunched together as he tried to make his brain work. "Just granting your wish, Sparky."

Swiss gives him a wink, and then he's leaning in for a quick kiss. Just a peck, really, before he's fastening Dew's jeans and putting his belt back into place. Smoothing his hair as best he can before he scoots back behind the wheel, lacing his fingers behind his head. Dew's fully back by the time he's done, very aware of their surroundings once more and ever so glad to see their activities seem to have gone unnoticed.

"Just in time, too," Swiss comments, nodding towards the store. Dew squits against the sun and sees the girls just leaving the building, Sunshine's arms full and Cumulus carrying what looks to be a single bag of chips. They're bumping into each other and giggling, Dew can tell even from across the lot, and his own smile curls into place.

"Damn," he laments, sitting up straighter. "Guess you'll have to wait 'til we get back for your turn, huh?"

He turns to give Swiss a playful wink, and finds Swiss looking...he isn't sure. Smug? Maybe? Hard to say.

"What's your problem?"

"Nothin'," he shrugs, eyes wrinkled at the corners. "Just find it funny that after so long you still don't know what you do to me."

Dew blinks as Swiss reaches over to grab his wrist, guiding to his crotch and -

"Oh no fuckin' way."

"Tell anyone and I won't eat you out for a month," Swiss threatens, but Dew's too busy enjoying the sizeable wet spot beneath his hand to care.

"We're ba-ack!" Cumulus calls once they're in earshot, and Dew gives Swiss a squeeze before he pulls back. Licks at his palm while Sunshine loads up the trunk, just to make the other ghoul suffer a little bit more. The back doors swing open and the girls slide inside. "You boys have fun without us?"

"Oh, Lus," Dew tells her, rifling through the cassettes in the glove box with the tang of Swiss still coating his tongue. "You have no idea."

[ashthewaterghoul]

Swiss absolutely has photo albums on his phone just filled with all the spicy pictures and videos he has.

There’s one album for each Ghoul and Ghoulette, and he always loves taking opportunities to add to them and, of course, use them for his own pleasure when he’s alone…

[sink-me-in-your-ocean]

𝔊𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔥 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔬𝔫𝔰 III

What would it be like to sext/send nudes to the Ghouls and Papa Copia? 

Prompt by the magnanimous @endhisbloodlineinmyesophagus

NSFW/Suggestive below the cut.

Copia:

Count on this man to ruin the mood, not by his own accord (although he does get flustered)

It’s because of him misspelling things/not knowing how to work a phone

It barely matters though when you’ve got him hot and bothered and you know he’ll be thinking of you all day

You sent him a photo of your juicy thighs, pressed together from your seated position. Your garter belt just barely peeking out from underneath your short skirt. 

𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝙳𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝙳𝚄𝙲𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶

Ducking, my heart?

𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙳𝚄𝙲𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙳𝚄𝙲𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙳𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜

I’m fucking crying 😂

𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚎?

(You can practically hear him cursing in Italian, getting mad at the stupid phone.)

I’ll come by later to teach you how to fix autocorrect

𝙱𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝

-

Swiss:

If you send Swiss a nude just know he’s smiling devilishly

Tries to lick his phone/bite his phone

Just feral things

Wishes he could climb inside his phone and kiss the pixels of your body

He immediately goes wherever he can and strips down to send you an equally racy reply 

You almost drop your phone at his response. There’s Swiss in all his naked glory, standing proudly in a mirror. Fuuuuck.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗’𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝙸’𝚖 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝

You didn’t give me any warning! Someone could have been looking over my shoulder!

If they were I’m sure they would also like what they saw

You’re incorrigible

Idk what that means  But I’ll take it as a compliment 😏

🙄 ... What are you doing right now? I need to see you

I’m getting ready for a ritual now but if we make it fast…

Say less 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♂️

-

Phantom:

His reaction to receiving a nude from you is best described in two words: 

Cartoon character

His eyes are bugging out and his heart is beating out of his chest

He practically drops his phone upon seeing the explicit photo you sent

I think I'm having a heart attack

Surprise 😽 did you like it?

When he doesn't reply, you actually get a little anxious (like, did he actually die?), but then it sounds like someone slams into your door and you about jump out of your skin.

You wrap your silk robe around yourself, barely getting it tied to answer the rabid banging at the door.

“Phantom! You’re all sweaty! Wait, did you run here?”

“Couldn’t. Stop.” He wheezes, “Had. To. See. You.” He collapses in a heap on the floor.

“Well you didn’t have to sprint here!”

He is still panting minutes later before he composes himself and grins up at you wickedly, “And you, vixen, didn’t have to send me photos of you naked, but here we are.” 

You've got a long night ahead of you.

-

Sodo/Dewdrop:

You didn’t think much of the picture you took

It was provocative, sure, but not explicit

Dewdrop thinks differently though

He’s a sucker for a tease

Boy is off his leash going feral 

Got any more? 🔥

You want more?

Fuck, yes

You send him another picture, this one showing more of your soft skin than the last.

Fuck me

When and where?

All day and I don't care

Bet

He pings your location, he’s on his way.

-

Rain:

You send him a text and a photo of yourself to accompany it

Rain’s phone is a lil slow though, so he only sees your text first

It’s not his fault

But it is his fault that he refuses to upgrade his phone...

I need your help, I fell out of my clothes 😏

Your phone screen lights up. Rain is calling.

You answer in a sensual voice, “Rain? Like what you s-?”

He interrupts you immediately, “You fell?!? Are you okay?!”

“Wait, what?”

He yells again, “Your text!!”

“Oh,” You pause, looking down at your message, “The photo I sent, did you get that?”

“Why would you send me a photo if you fell?”

An exasperated sigh escapes you, “Just wait.”

His phone pings, the picture message coming through finally. He sees a sultry photo of you, bare, in front of the mirror in your bedroom.

“Rain? Are you there?”

He spoke again after a moment, his voice about an octave lower, “I’ll be there in 10 minutes.”

-

Mountain:

He does not text

Like, barely at all if he can help it

If you want to discover his weakness though, just send him a suggestive photo

This ghoul will wax poetic about your body all night long

Unless he's tired of course

Hi you

Hi I’m so sleepy

I’ve got something that will keep you awake if you want

Oh?

You send him a suggestive photo of you in bed, the sheet pulled up just barely covering your body and showing plenty of skin.

Fucking hell

Yeah? What would you want to do if you were here?

…

The chat bubbles sit there for about ten minutes before you get antsy.

Mountain?

You send him a meme from SpongeBob: “One Eternity Later”. Still no reply.

I stg if you fell asleep…

The next morning you wake up to a text from him apologizing for falling asleep. A second message says that he isn’t going to tell you what he would do to you, that he’d rather show you instead.

-

Cirrus:

You didn’t give her any warning, you were just feeling yourself so you sent a little slightly nude photo

Cirrus doesn’t have her phone on her though, it’s in her bag

The kicker? She and Cumulus have the same phone, down to identical phone cases which were gifts from Aurora 

Better not open your phone in public while waiting for her to reply

She will always have to one-up you

Cirrus’ phone buzzes, but she ignores it.

Cumulus holds it up because she thinks it's hers and reads the lock screen, “Cir - your ‘Midnight Snack’ sent you a photo message.”

“Could you open it and see what’s up?”

“Sure.” Cumulus pauses, clearing her throat, “Get over here, you’ll want to see this.”

“What could it possibly be -” Her eyes widened into saucers. "That little -"

"Are you going to reply?"

"Yes," Cirrus says confidently, "and you're going to take a photo of me to send back."

There is one thing for certain: her "Midnight Snack" is getting a treat tonight.

-

Cumulus:

She carries her phone around of photo opportunities and to spam the group chat with memes only

You can send her a naughty pic if you want

But it’ll take hours for her reply

She will make the wait well worth your while

You send Cumulus about 20 or so texts before she finally replies to you.

She doesn't read anything, just sees the picture.

Look at you

It's about time!

You look good enough to eat

The moment is over, been over for hours Unless...

You're in luck, little temptress, because we're in different time zones So the moment is just starting for me

You play along, especially when she sends you a photo to up the stakes that has you falling to your knees.

-

Aurora/Sunshine:

Solely communicates via Snapchat, so it’s easy to get a little spicy

She doesn’t get what you’re trying to do though, at first

Once she catches on, all bets are off

What are you doing right now? 

The photo you send is slightly on the sultry side, your hair looking mussed, and your top undone a few buttons.

She sent you a picture back of her wide grin with the line: 

Just shopping! I wanted to get some ribbons for my mic stand 😁

Well what are you wearing?

Her next picture is from someone else’s POV of her body, she’s standing in a cutesy way in corduroy overalls with her arms crossed. 

Idk what this human outfit is called It combines pants and a top and I love it!

You smile at your phone, she’s so fucking adorable. You reply with a chat:

It’s called a jumpsuit, my sweet ❤️

Yes, that’s it! Cumulus says your first message was “sexting”?? 

Your face turns red and she sends another chat message in rapid succession.

I’ll be there after I check out! Don’t unbutton any more of that top! 🍽️

-

They're all truly living rent free in my brain rn

[haunted-girlyy]

The siblings of sin avoid the ghouls as much as possible.

The clergy doesn't like it when the ghouls attack humans, but it does happen from time to time. (And to be honest - nobody cares if a sister of sin is missing...)

That's why it's common for the siblings to always have a spray bottle of holy water with them. As hellish creatures, the ghouls do not like anything blessed. The holy water burns on their skin like hell.

To keep Dewdrop or Swiss at a distance, the siblings of sin sometimes have to spray an entire bottle empty. Aether, Cumulus or Mountain keep their distance on their own, but they are so polite that the siblings don't see them as a threat anyway.

Rain is normally not a threat but he is really, REALLY curious about human things and and therefore sometimes tries to get a little closer. If he gets a little too close, the siblings scare him away with clapping or loud noises.

This only works badly if Dewdrop is nearby and hears his beloved water ghoul being scared away by the noise. Then the siblings of sin definitely need more than one bottle of holy water to save themselves...

[gonstrpc]

You can read more Rain x Swiss shenanigans in our RP DISCORD SERVER !

[gravehags]

Polyghouls you say? The girls kidnap borrow mountain for a few hours, because who can resist climbing a mountain with your friends ;)

I uh. Did not anticipate for this to get this long. And wow did I have fun with it.

Pairing: Mountain x Ghoulettes

Rating: EXPLICIT MDNI

Words: too many

Tags: fivesome, oral (m receiving), makeouts, penetrative sex, ghoul on ghoulette on ghoulette on ghoulette on ghoulette action

~~~

“What did you say you needed help with?”

“Oh, you know,” Aurora chirps, gently but firmly dragging Mountain by the hand down the corridor. “Need some stuff high up. Lifting. That sort of thing.”

Mountain furrows his brow.

“No one’s stronger than Cumulus and Cirrus so I’m not sure why—“

Aurora is at the end of her rope with this one. If she didn’t hurry up and secure the bag, Sunny was going to give her hell.

“Yeah but no one is as big and tall as you, Mount,” she gushes, tugging him forward, “we need you.”

Mountain blushes and clears his throat. Something about compliments from the tiny ghoulette currently hauling him at an impressive speed always gives him butterflies. And so, he lets her guide him down the hall to the ghoulettes’ quarters, happy to be of assistance. When they reach the door Aurora flashes him a bright little smile which he mirrors before she opens it and shoves him in with surprising force.

“Finally, ‘Rora we thought you’d never get here.”

Their private little living room has been turned into a veritable den of sin in her absence, with all three ghoulettes lounging on cushions and pillows in varying levels of nudity and gazing at their prize.

Their prize gazes back. Oh, does he gaze.

“H-hi, girls,” he manages to breathe, his belly and his pants suddenly tight. “You needed help reaching something?”

Cumulus fixes Aurora with a stare.

“Really, Aurora? That’s what you told him?”

The petite ghoulette is halfway through stripping off her own clothes and nearly topples over in indignation.

“Hey, I got him here, yeah? You play fetch the ghoul next time.”

It’s not the first time Mountain has seen the ghoulettes naked it’s just…all of them. All at once. Looking so soft and so warm. And looking at him so…hungrily.

“Why, uh, why am I here? Actually.”

Sunshine snorts and a now fully nude Aurora sidles up behind him and runs her hands over his shoulder blades and down his back.

“We thought you deserved a treat, big boy,” Cirrus purrs, her fingers toying with a lock of Cumulus’ hair, “don’t you want us?”

His eyes dart to Sunny. Then Cumulus. Then Aurora. Then back to Cirrus.

“All of you?” he asks, incredulous and a little impressed. “At once?”

“Mmhmm,” Aurora murmurs, standing in front of him to begin unbuttoning his shirt. “You work so hard, Mount. We just want to take care of you. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

He gurgles an affirmation as he lets Aurora tug his shirt out of his pants and throw it behind him.

“Like all of us taking turns with you? Bouncing on your cock? Sucking you off? We want to be good to you, baby. Let us be good to you.”

His mouth has gone completely dry at this point and to drive her point home, Aurora runs a small hand over the tent in his pants. The way she gazes up at him is all it takes for him to lose control. Bending down, he grabs her by the hips and lifts her, wrapping her legs around his waist. A delighted shriek comes from her and all at once the ghoulettes are on him. Lips and teeth nip at him as they remove the remainder of his clothing and lay him down on the cushions. They surround him, his little temporary harem, and Sunshine wastes no time in kissing a path down his chest. Suddenly, Cumulus grabs Aurora and kisses her, slow and wet, their limbs tangling before him.

“Like what you see?” Cirrus murmurs from beside him, her fingers running through his hair. Sunny’s path brings her face to face with his cock, hard and red and leaking. She gives him a quick smile before darting her tongue out and scooping up the dribble of pre that is sliding down his shaft.

“You’re always so sweet to us, Mount,” Cirrus purrs in his ear, “you take care of everybody. This is the least you deserve.”

Sunny removes her mouth from his cock in favor of stroking it and looking over her shoulder at the show behind her. Aurora has Cumulus on her back, sucking greedily on her nipple while working her fingers between her legs. When she draws them away and they glisten in the low light, he moans loudly.

“Give him a taste, ‘Rora,” Cumulus breathes from her pillows. Aurora crawls over to him and giggles as she places the tips of her fingers on his bottom lip. Eagerly his tongue slides out and he sucks them in, relishing the sweet taste of Cumulus.

“Clean them off nice and good, baby,” Aurora grins before peppering a series of kisses to the line of his jaw. When she pulls back and leans across his chest for a hot kiss with Cirrus, his head tips back against the pillows.

“Fuck, you’re all so…so…”

All eyes are on him now, smiles curling at their lips.

“Fucking beautiful. We don’t—ah,” Sunny lowers herself to suck the head of his cock into her mouth, “we don’t deserve you.”

A round of low laughter bounces off the walls of the small room.

“Tell that to Dew and Swiss next time they need help with their rut, yeah?” Cirrus smirks, tracing patterns into his chest.

He wants to lavish them with praise, tell them how perfect they are, but in an instant Sunny slides her mouth over his shaft and sucks. His hand flies to her russet curls.

“Fuck, Sun,” he moans, “just like that.”

Her mouth is unhurried as it takes the length of him, then sliding off completely. He very nearly whines until she begins sucking on his balls, letting her tongue dance around the skin.

“Don’t get him off too quickly,” Cirrus gently chastises the ghoulette between his legs, “we all want a turn.”

Sunny grins with all her teeth, “Oh we can easily get more than one out of him, isn’t that right handsome?”

Mountain laughs and regards them all with hazy eyes.

“I’ll stay here as long as you want me, girls.”

“Good boy,” Cirrus smiles, and the words make his cock twitch. “I think Aurora should get the honor of the first since she did the fetching.”

The petite ghoulette, currently in a tangle of limbs and tongues with Cumulus, gently attempts to extricate herself from the curvy ghoulette’s grip. Cumulus laughs and slaps her ass sharply.

“Go on, Rory,” she says, giving her nipple one last pinch, “I’ve always want to watch you take him.”

Sunshine obligingly moves out of the way so that Aurora can crawl up his body.

“Let’s show them how good this little cunt is at taking this big, fat cock, huh Mount?”

Her interactions with Cumulus have left her soaked, and she takes him firmly in hand to show him just how much.

“Fuck, ‘Rora,” he says hoarsely, “need you.”

“I know, baby,” she coos, lifting her hips up to and sliding down to prod at her entrance. “Gonna give you exactly what you want.”

Cirrus, Sunshine, and Cumulus are all rapt as they watch the tiny ghoulette slowly sink onto Mountain’s massive cock. Aurora whimpers and pants from the stretch but won’t give up until her hips are flush against his. When she does exactly that, Sunshine lets out a low whistle.

“Unholy shit, Rory,” she breathes, most impressed. “Remind me never to doubt your choice in toys again.”

Aurora beams and looks down at the ghoul beneath her. Mountain’s face is flushed, lips parted and damp, his eyes glossy as he looks up at her with adoration.

“‘Rora,” he says hoarsely, “p-please move.”

And so she does. Slowly, at first, sliding off him then taking him back in. She’s content at this pace for a few minutes, when Mountain’s fingers dig into her hips.

“Wanna watch you bounce on his cock,” Cumulus purrs, her head in Cirrus’ lap.

Aurora looks down at the ghoul inside her.

“That what you want, Mount?”

“Y-yes. Yes. Fuck ‘Rora I need it.”

She leans down to place a sweet kiss on his lips before straightening her back. In an instant her movements become sharp and frantic, riding him with impressive force. He looks up at her - the way her long hair hangs in her face, the way sweat slides down her sternum, the way her beautiful little tits bounce with the rhythm - and he is awestruck. She keeps worrying at her lower lip as she pants atop him and he knows she’s close.

“So good, Mount, touch me.”

Without a second thought his fingers fly to where the two of them are joined and his thumb rubs rapid circles over her swollen clit. Her cries become ever louder and her back arches as she takes him over and over. Beside him Sunshine lets out a groan and he feels the warmth of her cum spurting onto his side. Cirrus and Cumulus are lip locked but their eyes remain on their fellow ghoulette.

“Gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cum, fuck Mountain, yes baby that’s it, just like that.”

When she cums, her mouth hangs open in a silent scream and her cunt spasms around him. That’s all it takes for him to topple over the edge and suddenly he’s fucking up into her, painting her walls with ropes of seed as he chants her name. When both their hips finally slow, she collapses on his chest, her sweat-slick breasts pressed firmly against him. There’s a silence, from everyone, as they allow the couple to catch their breath and regain their bearings. Aurora takes advantage of the quiet to prop her chin up on Mountain’s chin. Silently she places one, two, three kisses to his face before pushing back and easing herself off of him. When she falls backwards and spreads her legs, Mountain growls as they all watch his cum leak from her red and swollen cunt.

“You done, sweetheart?” Cirrus asks from beside him, raking fingers through his hair once more. “Or do you think you can take more of us?”

He laughs, exhausted but up for the challenge.

“Give—give me a minute. Then I’ll let you all have your wicked way with me.”

Sunshine snorts in his ear and places a swift kiss to his cheek before wiping her cum off his belly. Cumulus and Cirrus recline on their respective pillows, chatting about recent abbey gossip. And Aurora, sweet Aurora, sits across from him still catching her breath. When he smiles at her she gives him a saucy little wink and blows a kiss.

He’d help the ghoulettes get something off the top shelf any day.

[belle--ofthebrawl]

Something for your heart-shaped locket

Part whatever of whatever for Femslash February!

Pairing: Cirrus/Trans!Sunny

Tags: Phone sex, Banter, light dom/sub dynamic that they slip in and out of, nothing serious all fun.

Word count: 2k

Summary:

(Cirrus sent a photo)

Cirrus: Wish you were here...

Cirrus: miss my girl

Sunshine: miss my girls too! 💋

Cirrus sent a photo.

Cirrus: wish you were here

“Oh you little-” Sunny couldn't even be bothered to finish her insult, too entranced by the sight of Cirrus’ hand disappearing under the waistband of her shorts. Hotel night by the look of the blandly decorated background. Sunny wonders if Cirrus is alone or if someone is watching her do this with instructions to keep their hands to themselves.

That was the thing with Cirrus. She was the biggest tease in the band and no one ever fucking suspected it. Like she didn't arch her back for the audience in her solo, showing off her ass in those tight pants. Sticking out her damn tongue like that, and blowing kisses to the ladies in the audience. She was as bad as Swiss, honestly. She just wasn't as prominent or free onstage as he was.

Sunshine: pls show me

Sunshine: miss you so much 

It doesn't take long for Cirrus to deliver. Never does. And this picture, like the dozens of others sent to Sunny at extremely inappropriate times, is nothing short of a masterpiece. She must have set her phone down on the bed to get this angle; straddling like she's about to ride, with her hands perfectly framing her bush to make a little heart with the curve of her thumbs.

Sunshine: kiss you there as soon as you get back

Cirrus: only if you beg first

Sunshine: anything and everything I'll do it

Cirrus: dangerous words

Sunshine: I mean it

Cirrus: show me what I do to you 

Sunny groans a strong of vile words, letting her phone fall on her desk, sketchbook instantly forgotten as she rolls her chair away from her desk to shove the waistband of her baggy shorts down. Her dick is already semi-chubbed up with interest and she needs to work fast before it goes soft again. She doesn't want to disappoint Cirrus with a photo of a half-hearted floppy.  But if she takes too long, Cirrus will get bored and ignore Sunny for the rest of the night. It's happened before. She doesn't want it to happen again. 

She stares at the pictures, damn near forcing herself to harder through sheer willpower. The dryness hurts but if she focuses, she can pretend Cirrus is watching her and that brings a head of pre to the tip, dick growing firmer and she thinks about Cirrus' narrow eyes and Cirrus' perky tits and Cirrus' hands and mouth and-

She grabs her phone and tries to get a good angle. She doesn't want to waste time fussing over small details, but she thinks it's a pretty decent shot. She's got a pretty cock and she knows it; a good balance of length and thickness, a head that turns a lovely shade of red compared to the velvety pale skin of her shaft. Her desk light is a soft yellow, casting a warm glow on her thighs and cock in the image.  The top is very clearly wet and she captured it just as the vein was pulsing, making it stand out. She’d jerk off to it if someone else wasn't waiting to see too.

She fires it off and waits.

And waits.

And waits.

The seconds turn to minutes. Cirrus hasn't opened it yet. Was Sunny too late? She'd get up and pace but the ridiculous way her cock would bob in the air-

Cirrus: my beautiful Sunshine

Sunshine: Rising just for you!

The pun is dreadful and she can hear Cirrus' exasperated sigh from a continent away. She couldn't have stopped herself for all the weed and hot chips in the world.

Sunshine: love uuuuuuuuuu 😘 

Cirrus: I don't even know why I'm surprised at this point.

It's Cirrus' turn to send a picture. Now she's on her tummy, propped up on an elbow. Her camera is angled so Sunny can see the smile on her face and the way her tits smush against the bed to make some grade-a cleavage.

Cirrus: miss you

Sunshine: miss you too gorgeous 

Sunshine: can I see your pussy again

She knows she's pushing it. But Cirrus seems to be in a good mood tonight and Sunny is feeling audacious. The worst Cirrus could do is deny her and they both know Sunny would still manage to get off anyway.

Cirrus: entitled much?

Sunshine: I still know my place 

Cirrus: hard to believe with an attitude like that

But she gets what she wants anyway because Cirrus is hardly going to deny a chance to show off. And does she ever. Using her tail to hold the camera, she's still on her tummy, with her hands spreading her cheeks apart to give Sunny a good look at everything she has to offer; her white hair perfectly framing the dark mauve of her inner labia, the skin there shiny and slick and looking plump with arousal. The bump of her clit looking desperate for a good rubbing while Sunny tongues her rim, makes Cirrus squirm and sweat.

All fantasy, because she's never allowed to touch Cirrus. No one is. Cirrus has everyone on a tight leash and they all fucking thank her for it like Sunny does now.

Sunshine: so hot

Sunshine: pkease lemme touch myself please

Cirrus: does it hurt?

Sunshine: real bad

Cirrus: good

Sunny flops on her bed, cock in a tight fist, milking out more and more pre with each stroke. This is the picture Cirrus gets; Sunny, hard and desperate and wanting. Just the way she likes to see.

Sunshine: please

Cirrus: cute

Cirrus: You know, I'm not even doing anything. I'm just laying here, thinking about breakfast while you're on the other side of the world five seconds away from rubbing that thing all over your pillow.

“Hey.” Sunny says, cushion in hand and ready to shove over her dick. “Bitch.”

Sunny: C’mon, I'm dying here!!!

And then, miracle of miracles. 

Her phone rings and Cirrus' wicked little smirk is taking up the screen. 

“Hi Bunny.” She says, giving her a little wave. “You want me to talk you through it?”

“You know I do!” She whines, pouting at the screen. Cirrus tosses her head back with an adorable, evil laugh that makes Sunny's heart skip a beat. That laugh always precedes an orgasm that will leave her blissed out on the verge of being unconscious.

“Show me how my Bunny moves.” Cirrus demands. “Show me how you’d fuck me if I let you.”

Sunny flies up into a sitting position, looking around for a place to set her phone so she can focus and Cirrus can see. It takes forever, the awkward pause only a few moments in reality, but to Sunny it's an eternity.

“Is this alright?” She asks, perching Cirrus on her night stand. She adjusts her lamp so the shadows aren't hiding the good parts and squints at herself in the little square on the call.

“You're perfect, love.” Cirrus says gently. “Now show off for me.”

Sunny gives the camera a grin and a thumbs up, giggling a bit in uncertainty as she stuffs the pillow between her thighs. She plays with her cock, letting it fall on the surface as she rubs her balls against the softness of the stuffing.

“I'm waiting.” Cirrus cooes and Sunny shivers.

She tries her best. Tries to focus on her own pleasure, for Cirrus' pleasure, without getting too self-conscious about it. She knows she looks good like this, with the way her ass bounces as she fucks, the way her abs clench with each roll of her hips. The sensitive skin of her cock gliding over the soft pillowcase, her foreskin moving over the head in a mesmerizing pattern. She closes her eyes and imagines Cirrus. Spread out on the bed in front of her, softer and warmer than some dumb, unfeeling pillow. How wet she would be when Sunny guided the tip to meet her clit and make them kiss there. How hungry her tight little hole would be for Sunny’s cock, how her fingernails would dig in as Sunny spread her open, made her take it to the hilt. 

“So pretty…” Cirrus hums and Sunny breaks out in a fine sweat, growing warm with the praise. How angry Cirrus would be if she knew Sunny was fantasizing about breaking the rules? As if on cue, “Should I ask what you're thinking about?” comes through next. She probably already knows.

“No, ma’am.” Sunny grits out. “But you can take it out on me when you get back.” 

“Dangerous words.”

“I mean them.”

When she peeks at the screen, Cirrus looks just as flushed as Sunny feels. Though she can't see her arms, the other ghoulette’s shoulder is going back and forth in a telltale motion. Sunny wishes she could hear the sounds. 

“Keep fucking that pillow.” Cirrus demands breathlessly. “Good girl, that's my bunny. Keep thinking those nasty thoughts and know that's as close as you'll ever get to the real thing.”

“Can I cum?” Sunny mewls, sweet now, for Cirrus.  Cirrus knows everything that goes on in her nasty little brain and she still lets Sunny be graced by her presence. Knowing if she just had the chance, Sunny would do all sorts of things to her but it all hinges on just one, single, tiny-

“Yes.” Cirrus breathes. “Yes, cum for me.”

She humps the pillow with frantic, shaky jerks of her hips until her balls draw up tight and she's shooting far beyond it, a messy load all over her sheets until she's got nothing to give but the few final drops oozing thick out of her cock. Cirrus is moaning too, face scrunched up in pleasure as she makes herself cum seconds later. Beautiful.

“I need to change my sheets.” Sunny whines pathetically as she pants, surveying her mess. “Cir, it got everywhere.”

“Hardly my fault.” Cirrus scoffs, like she didn't start the whole thing to begin with. “I gotta wash my hands. Meet you when we're done.”

It's a silent, mutual agreement to stay on the call. Sunny strips her bed and tosses the dirty sheets in her hamper, spreading new ones on and falling in a heap trying to tuck the corners of the fitted mattress in. She's glad Cirrus doesn't see that, busy as she is wiping herself clean. If Sunny were there, she’d do it for her. She tugs her clothes back on and kicks her feet while she waits for Cirrus to come back so they can talk. The sex is always amazing, but this is the part Sunny thinks she needs more than anything else in the world.

“So.” Cirrus says as she sits down on the hotel bed again. She's wearing a nightgown and holding a styrofoam cup of tea. “What's the latest gossip on your end?”

“Okay.” Sunny tells her, wigging with excitement. “So you know that cloister on the other end of town with sisters Dew likes the scare when he spots them on a smokes run? I guess their bishop or whatever visited last week and caught not one, not two but three different couples in flagrante so he cut everything off in disgust and they were going to shut the place down and send them to conversion camps in America but, get this, but the Mother Superior is an old flame of Imperator’s from back in the day. Fuckin plot twist am I right? So they spent all night in a meeting and now we have a bunch of ex-nuns running around absolutely terrified, they're all going through the deconstruction class course to come to terms with everything. And then fucking Mist, know how she is, fucking Mist got her hands on one of the nuns and did her thing so they're practically lined up outside her door at night even though they can't fuck Ghouls this early in the deconstruction process because hellooo, we are trying to help you but they're really sweet, just kind of stupid and horny-”

[nastylittleghouls]

Sister Imperator: Well, I need to know a little bit more about Frater Imperator and about the both of you. Your relationship, whatever you can tell me. Sunshine: Our...our relationship? We're friends. Aurora: Good friends. Aurora: Girlfriends, actually. Sunshine: Yes, we're girlfriends. Aurora: We're in love. We're lovers. *lays a protective hand over Sunshine's knee* We're lesbian, gay-type lovers. Sister Imperator: I meant your relationship with the Frater. Sunshine: Uhm... *giggles* Just good friends.

[telleriy]

I think you should draw Cumulus and Sunshine! If you're taking suggestions :3

Yeeeeeees. I accept requests owo

[bewitched-bee]

Masterlist

Links to all my writing! Stand alone fics/requests for each ghoul are listed first. When I say stand alone I mean mainly focused around the specific ghoul. Everything involving multiple ghouls is at the bottom! * Indicates smut Aether: One Last Night *Cockwarming *Jealousy Alpha: Comfort Dewdrop: *Sensory deprivation Ifrit: Feral *Overstimulation Cuddling

Ivy: *Dry humping Mountain: Season change *Size kink Cuddling Nursery Omega: *Thigh riding Watermelon crushing *Choking Chewing *Squirting

Phantom: *Breeding Rain: Swimming *Breeding

Swiss: *Lap dance

Aurora: (nothing yet)

Zephyr: *NSFW hc list *Breeding Cumulus: (nothing yet) Cirrus: (nothing yet) Sunshine: (nothing yet) Multiple: Birthday Swiss/Dew *Full moon Phantom/Swiss *Double penetration Alpha/Omega

[dontyoufeelitangel]

MY TAKE ON SUNSHINE GHOULETTE - A SKETCH

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[citrus-wall-paint]

some ghost doodles ft. Ghoul designs :3

the top three from right to left are Raine, Phantom and Sodo

in the middle drawing, going clockwise from Terzo, its Sodo, Ifrit, Zephyr, Aether, Mountain and Omega

in the bottom drawing, starting from the top left is Sunshine, Ivy, and Mist, and from the bottom left is Cirrus, Aurora, and Cumulus

[ashthewaterghoul]

The Ghouls get new bodies topside to help with the ability to glamour.

This leads to having to completely relearn their own bodies and essentially loosing a second virginity.

So! I have ✨opinions✨ on who was who’s first…

Aether and Dew were each others firsts topside. They hooked up in their first week for sureeee.

Mountain’s first was Zephyr... Don’t ask me why. I think it fits. Zephyr’s first was Ifrit tho eheh.

Swiss’ first was Mountain. Bro hopped from the summoning portal and climbed that Ghoul like a tree.

Cumulus and Cirrus were also each others firsts and they were practically exclusive for a couple weeks.

Rain’s first was Aether. Would’ve been Mountain but he was scared about hurting Rain with his size, and Aether was his first instead.

Sunshine’s first was Swiss as he was the only one she felt comfortable around for a while with them both being Multis. Swiss (cis) helped Sunshine (trans) become more comfortable with her body and how to reduce her dysphoria while being intimate.

Aurora’s firsts were Sunshine and Swiss as she couldn’t decide and felt comfortable with them both, again, because they’re all Multis.

And Phantom! They were also a virgin in the pits because there was a whole lot of dysphoria and insecurity going on there. Swiss was their first and they were exclusive for a while as Phantom explored and experimented with the Multi before branching out to the others.