19 !! he/him !! mdni with smut !! inbox open !! if stuff i write doesnt make sense most of the time, its because i was high writing it lol, my apologies.
In which @kkaisarion and I continue to push the "Phantom Ghoul's dirty talk game is atrocious" agenda by considering
Phantom Ghoul Sexting
It's real bad, he's like the world's worst improv partner who just responds to everything with "why" and it drives Dew so nuts he's thrown as least one phone at the wall trying to fuck this oblivious dumbass /aff
"Tell me, do you ever touch yourself?"
"Touch my what?"
"OH. My johnson?"
"Just thinking about how I shot my load right down your pretty little throat last night"
"Why? Aren't you at work?"
"I'm getting hard"
"Why?"
"I'm thinking about what we did the other night"
"Oh, that makes sense. Gotcha."
"I had such a good time"
"Me too, thank you for the sex!"
Related headcanon—Phantom Ghoul never knows what to do after sex so he likes to shake his partner's hand.
guys can we PLEASE give some love to delta and ivy ghoul too i get so sad w seeing somebody mention quintessence ghouls and then not mentioning delta or talking ab earth ghouls and not mentioning ivy
Okay so I had thoughts about this video that @media-nocte posted so I frantically wrote a little thing on the bus to work
Enjoy Aether playing with Phantom in front of Copia and the ghouls after rehearsal
It was nearing the end of the final practice session of the week. Aether had been mentoring Phantom to take his place on the upcoming tour, and today he had played phenomenally. Phantom had been working really hard, spent hours with Aether and then practicing alone afterwards until he could confidently hit every little note and play his very best while also putting on a show for the audience. Aether had promised him a reward if he did particularly well tonight, and boy had phantom put his whole being into proving himself.
Aether was so proud of him, and he made sure to wink to Copia as he slowly stalked onto the stage in their rehearsal hall, moving behind Mountain to sneak up to Phantom where he was playing with a blissed out look on his face. He fished a pick out of his pocket with his right hand and placed his left hand on Phantom’s waist as he pressed himself against his back. Aether nudged Phantom’s hand out of the way and took over playing with his own pick. Phantom let out an unholy moan, pressing his back further into Aether’s chest and tilting his hips forward to press his cock into the back of his guitar.
Aether chuckled darkly and tilted his head to kiss Phantom on the cheek. He licked along his cheek to his ear, bit down on his earlobe and pulled back before letting it slip out of his mouth.
“Good boy,” he rumbled and Phantom threw his head back and let out a giddy, trilling laugh.
By this point all eyes were on them, and Aether pushed his half hard cock against Phantom’s ass as they finished the song. As the final note hit Phantom closed his eyes, let his head fall back on Aether’s shoulder and let out the most indecent noise Aether had heard the ghoul make. He looked and sounded like he’d just had an earth shattering orgasm and several of the other ghouls growled in their direction.
Aether threw his pick on the floor and moved his hand up to grab Phantom’s throat tightly. He grinned wickedly and made eye contact with Copia and each ghoul on stage.
“Now my little Phantom here has been working so hard for me, really exceeding expectations. And I promised him that if he could put on a particularly good show tonight he’d get a reward.”
He released Phantom to remove his guitar, placing it gently in its stand to the side before wrapping himself around him again, gripping his throat and letting his other hand trail down to the very obvious bulge in his pants.
“I’m gonna play with Phantom’s cock like I played with his guitar, and then after he has cum in front of everyone right here on the stage, we’re going back to the den and he is going to be our little fuck toy for the night.”
Both Phantom and Swiss freeze in place. Swiss stares so hard into the back of his helmet that it feels like he's going to burn a hole, but the last thing Phantom can do right now is turn around, knowing they don't have enough time for that conversation before the curtain drops.
He glares at the smug little smiles Dew and Rain seem to share under their balaclavas, but when well he tries to turn his malice on the actual perpetrator, Copia just looks tired. He must be pretty sick of their shit if it shows behind the face paint, and Phantom's own expression starts to drop in contemplation as their papa crouches behind Mountain's stairs to wait for his cue. Phantom's eyes start to drift towards a certain multi-ghoul all on their own, but he's quickly stopped as the lights get hot and the first few notes of Kaisarion ring out through the venue.
It's gonna be a long night.
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The only thing Phantom remembers after the ritual is how terribly he played, missing more notes than usual and not being quite as showy as he's made a reputation for himself. Not that he could have done better. It was hard to focus when his mind kept drifting. It swirled with anxiety over if Swiss would actually want to bond with him - him, as if - and bounced with questions like how did Copia know what bonding was? And did everyone think his little crush was that obvious? Between all that was happening in his head, he had very little room for thinking about playing, or hitting cues, or showing off.
But it was one thing to know you played like shit and another to have your new boss sigh and pinch his nose at you after a show. It sent pain through his chest and down his spine.
The other ghouls treated him much the same, though the teasing was more playful than Copia's seemed to be. They smiled with too-sharp teeth, nipping at him mentally (and sometimes physically, when one could sneak up close enough to make a move at the unmarked bonding spot on his shoulder.
He's had enough of the teasing though, stepping outside the bus for some fresh air. Good thing it was parked tonight, even though the reason didn't feel great. He glances around the corner even if he knows he won't see Swiss there. The multi ghoul had disappeared immediately after the ritual and no one could find him. He scuffs the toe of his boot on the sidewalk and hangs his head to think.
Before he knows what's happening he's grabbed and dragged into a nearby ally. He lashes out with unglamoured claws, but his attacker is quick. Unnaturally quick, there's no way it's a human.
His suspicions are confirmed when his kidnapper shifts so the street lights glint off his perfect smile. Phantom tries to pull his arm out of Swiss's grip with an awkward laugh.
"It's in Swiss, we don't have to talk about this," he mutters, pulling right into himself. His free hand absently wanders to run over his shoulder, right on a spot that seems to catch Swiss's attention. He licks his fangs.
"If you'd rather not talk about it, we can get right to the dirty stuff." He tilts his head towards Phantom's neck, and the quintessence ghoul's eyes have finally adjusted enough to see Swiss's own squinted playfully up at him. "It's my favorite part anyway," Swiss whispers into his skin, the hot breath nearly knocking him off balance.
He stammers a moment longer, before finally finding his footing and holding Swiss still by his shoulders, The multi-ghoul groans but wipes his mouth on the back of his hand and leans back a bit more.
"You don't have to do this just because everyone expects you to." Phantom surprises himself with the sentiment, not at all what he meant to say but unable to take it back because he finds it's true.
"Since when have I ever done anything because someone told me to? Hold still." And Phantom has no time to protest before sharp fangs pierce, and cool blood drips, and his knees give under the most intense pleasure he's ever felt, on earth or in the pit.
It's all he can do to clutch at the back of Swiss's neck, hold him close so he can't ever stop. He whispers something that has Swiss laughing but his blood is pounding too hard in his ears to know what it was, but it doesn't matter because Swiss's laugh, Swiss's teeth, Swiss's hands roaming up his thighs to grab his hips, it's all perfect.
she gets away with randomly repeating words Copia says during rehearsals and meetings. sometimes fakes it just to be a dick and make others giggle
collecting shiny objects for her mates. a little after she was summoned she was once put on toilet cleaning duty for almost 2 weeks because she kept repeatedly tackling siblings with pretty jewelry/buttons. she took them and handed them to lus who was fascinated and soo excited all the time
even when cir would bring her the 12th random soda tab she found in the halls.
"oh my !! :O for me ?!? <33" and cirrus just chirps and pushes it into her hands while nodding rapidly
she also has feathers !! touch them if youre not one of the girls, aether, phantom or mountain and youre dead.
i bet phantom ghoul was so amused by the bats the last ritual.
backstage everyone was just getting on with their things to get ready to perform but mountain could barely move bc bats were all over him since he's like nature and all i guess
and ant is just watching him with big eyes, VIBRATING with excitement.
he sticks to mountain for the rest of the day, even when they're out of there and on the bus and should be sleeping in the hotel they're staying at.
of course, he's too shy to ask the most important question, but mountain knows it already so he just asks phantom instead.
"do you wanna tame some when we get back home?"
phantom beams at him. he's in a good mood for the rest of the tour.
when they get home, mountain helps phantom tame some bats and now, ant walks the ministry's halls with one or two or all five of his bats clinging to him or flying after/around him.
he looks like a proud dog owner. babies them so much.
omega and aether (maybe dracopia..) teach him a very hard and special transformation spell and phantom learns how to turn into a bat for a short period of time. and flies around with his bats and hunts with them sometimes.
dewdrop: i already talked about him having an oral fixation, that’s his main stim, he also shakes his hands when he’s anxious, but it looks more like picking an air guitar.
swiss: baby boy makes noises!!! he’s a little sound board. he also stims with his whole body, like him randomly jumping around or rocking his whole body, especially when hes watching a horror movie and a suspenseful part comes up, his whole body moves.
rain: sweet baby is a skin picker, he’ll pick at his fingers and lips until he bleeds. he often has bandaids on the tips of his fingers to try and prevent picking, he picks at the bandaids instead and it’s been a decent alternative so far.
aether: bites his nails! he thinks it’s so disgusting but as soon as he gets big emotions he’s biting his nails. he’s tried to stop but hasn’t found a decent alternative that makes him get out that energy in the same way.
phantom: toe tapper! he loves the sound his shoes make when they hit the floor so he’ll constantly be tapping the tip of his toes whenever he has to stand in one spot for a long time. he also sways a lot. he hates standing still
mountain: listen. he’s the opposite of claustrophobic. when he gets overwhelmed he will find the tiniest little cabinet and crawl into it and just be small. he also has a hammock that he goes to and swings it in while the hammock itself gives him that sense of being in a tight space. he loves it.
hi please feel free to ignore this but ive been having a rough time and would adore some regressor phantom hurt/comfort. maybe little guy bends too far on stage and hurts himself or something, idk just so long as their comfort ❤️
He was so desperate to impress Dew that when Dew has pointed the floor, expecting him to drop to his knees before him, he had done, no questions asked. The problem was it was outdoor venue. And it was raining. Just as he was bending backwards to get his head to hit the floor behind him, his knee slipped, causing his back to jolt.
Immediately he felt pain spark all the way up his spine and down to the bottom of his back. He let out a whine, hoping Dew didn’t hear him, and he gently bent himself back up into a upright position. More pain bloomed under his skin as he did, he felt it wrap around his spine and constrict.
He played as usual, not wanting anyone to guess something was wrong. The pain was bad, each step he took make it worse. By the end of the show he’s limping, his head is spinning with the fuzzy feeling he gets when he feels small. During final bows he’s next to Rain, and he squeezes the water ghouls hand tightly, feeling like he’ll topple over if he doesn’t. Rain gives him a look, even under his mask Phantom can feel it, it’s like Rain knows.
He lets Rain pull him off stage, whimpering as soon as they’re hidden backstage, feeling tears fall down his cheek behind his mask.
“H-hurts, Rainy. Hurts.”
Rain pulls him into his dressing room, shutting the door behind him.
“I know, baby. I saw what happened.”
He undoes Phantom’s helmet, pulling off his head, cooing as he does.
“Oh, there’s no need to tears, babyboy.”
Phantom sniffles, a new batch of tears flowing down his cheeks.
“Hurts so badly, Rainy. I don’t-I can’t-“
He’s cut off by a sob wracking thought him.
“Please help me. Make the hurt stop.” His bottom lip wobbles.
Rain brushes the tears on his cheeks away with his thumb, rubbing gentle circles on his cheek.
“I’ve got you, baby. Gunna look after you, make you feel better.”
Rain very carefully peels Phantom’s shirt off. Phantom whimpers the whole time, his eyes screwing shut as he sobs out again.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, darling. But we have to get it off to help you.”
Phantom whimpers again, his eyes still screwed shut, shaking his head.
Rain coos at him again, finally pulling shirt off him,
“Being so good for me, baby. So brave for me.”
Phantom perks up a little at the praise, letting out a little chirp at the praise.
Before any of them can say anything, the dressing room door opens and Dew walks in. He’s changed from his stage uniform, wearing black sweatpants and no shirt, his hair down from its braid, the black stage makeup still smudged around his eyes and mouth.
“How bad is it? I saw his leg slip, it can’t be good, right?”
“I don’t think it’s that bad.” Rain rubs at Phantom’s belly in a confronting way. “I think he’s just pulled a muscle, I don’t think there’s any bruising or swelling.”
Dew checks over Phantom’s back, humming in agreement with Rain.
“No swelling or bruising.” He presses carefully at a couple of different spots on Phantom’s back, making him hiss out at one particular spot at the bottom of his spine. “Hurts there, little one?”
Phantom nods, pouting at Dew with wet eyes.
“Hurts, Dewy.”
Dew pouts back at him.
“I bet, sweetheart.” He ruffles Phantom’s hair. “Do you want me and Rainy to make it better?” Phantom nods, still pouting, but the tears have slowed. Dew presses a little kiss to the bottom of his back. “Come lie down on the sofa with us, baby.”
Rain manoeuvres Phantom so he's led in between Himself and Dew, his back to Dew. Phantom buries his face in Rains neck, still whimpering slightly. Phantom let’s out a small gasp feeling Dew get increasingly more warm behind him, making both ghouls giggle at him. “You like that, little one?” Dew noses at his shoulders, his hand wiggling between Phantom and Rains belly’s to rub at Phantom's.
Phantom gives a little wiggle and a chirp.
“Feels nice. Warm.”
Rain presses a kiss to the top of his head, intwining his hand with Dew’s other hand, taking one of Phantom's in his other.
“Dewy making you feel better?”
Phantom hums, snuggling him deeper into both of them.
“We’ve got some time before we have to be on the bus, why don’t have a nap, baby? We’ll wake you up when it’s time to go.” Dew presses a kiss to the back of his head.
Phantom fidgets a little, letting out another little whine.
“Tail?”
Rain huff a laugh, bringing the spade of his tail up to Phantom’s lips. Phantom parts his lips, accepting Rain’s in his mouth, sucking gently at the spade.
Dew let’s out a little giggle at him.
“That better?”
Phantom nods, his eyes finally slipping closed.
Somehow the other two end up falling asleep, the rhythmic breathing of Phantom slowly pulling them onto a peaceful sleep.
That’s how Copia finds them, tangled up on the dressing sofa, fast asleep. They’d been waiting on the bus for them for an hour before he set off looking for them, hoping and praying that they hadn’t left the venue on their own.
He runs a hand through Phantom’s hair, watching as the small ghoul twitches in his sleep, his eyes slowly fluttering open.
“Hi there, little one.” Phantom blinks bleary eyed at him, sucking on the tail that’s still in his mouth.
Copia runs a finger down his cheek.
“What’ve you got there?”
Phantom's eyes flicker to Rain.
“Oh, you’ve got Rainy’s tail?”
Phantom gives a small squeak and nod, sucking a little harder on the tail. Copia smiles sweetly down at him.
“Yeah? That’s nice of him, hmm?”
Phantom nods again, feeling a little more awake now.
“Do you think you three could continue your cuddle pile on the bus? We’ve been looking for you all.”
He tickles under Phantom's chin, making the small ghoul squeal and squirm.
The other two wake up at the noise and motion and grin sheepishly up at Copia, hoping the man won’t be too mad at them for making them a little behind schedule. He’s not, he would never be, especially the sight of them all cuddled up is so cute.
On the bus, Phantom forgets all about his back, especially when he’s pulled into the middle of a cuddle pile including everyone. He happily laps up all the attention and cuddles, a goofy smile of his face and a loud purr rumbling though his chest.
Shows took a lot out of even the most energetic of ghouls, leading to a huge crash once the excitement wore off. A long night of travel usually led to a still night on the bus as the ghouls slept off the buzz of the day. Their provided bunks were uncomfortable and cramped even to the smallest of their ranks so they all tended to flock to the back lounge and the double mattress there.
Tonight was no different. Everyone would slowly make their way to the back of the bus over the course of the night, usually starting in their bunks until they got too uncomfortable or lonely. The first ghouls to head back were the ghoulettes. They were typically always the first ones to move from the bunks. It was very hard to fit two people into a bunk, yet alone all three of them. the back room was much more suitable for the bonded trio to relax and sleep. They could all curl up more comfortably and merge together into what looked like a singular mass
Mountain was soon to follow them. He takes up so much space even glamoured and couldn't even fit when unglamoured. Tired ghouls couldn't really hold up a sustained glamour for long before they'd just crash and naturally unglamour. Mountain lets his glamour fall away and breathes out a sigh of relief before joining the ghoulettes where they are all curled together. They all swarm around him and settle back down into a comfortable slumber. Aurora moves to lie directly on top of Mountain, and Cirrus and Cumulus flank their sides. They entwine their tails together and settle into a pile of purrs.
Dew and rain always tend to join as a unit. It's rare to find one without the other and sleep time is no different. Dew throws himself down on top of the pile, causing Cirrus to growl at him and flash her fangs. Dew bears no mind to the threat and instead shuffles around a little until he's more comfortable. The grumbling soon dies down once the heat from Dew starts to leech into their weary bones. Rain sticks to the edge of the pile and settles his head down on the back of Dew's legs. No doubt Dew would complain about how his legs have gone numb in the morning but right now they were all too blissed out to care.
Swiss is the last to join. It always took a while for him to relax after a show and he'd rather not interrupt the others while they slept with his fidgeting. He spends a few hours in the kitchenette area vaping out the small window until he felt ready for sleep. Copia always hated it when he vaped in the bunk area so Swiss would stick to one of the very few openable windows on the bus. The multi-ghoul chooses to curl himself up behind Cumulus and buries his face in her hair. The rest of the ghouls greet him with soft trills before they all relax to sleep as a singular mass of purring ghouls.
And Phantom? well, Phantom just stays in his cramped bunk alone. Because why would they ever invite him into their pile when he's just Aether's replacement.
