with her nose stuck in a book

36. She/her. Lover of stories and hopeless romantic. Almost passable cook. Reluctant adult.

[godlessondheimite]

In 2026, the chicest thing a gay actor can do is never explicitly come out as gay but also make it abundantly clear that he is. Coming out is too modern. Staying closeted is too old fashioned. But this method merges contemporary freedom with Old Hollywood glamour and allure, and it weeds out the dumbest people who truly don’t get it. I call it the Pascal Method.

[nobodys-odyssey]

Taylor Swift does this

[godlessondheimite]

no she doesn’t

[nobodys-odyssey]

You clearly don't go here or to queer history and signaling, or both, enough to have this conversation and I'm not going to explain it to you. You could have asked questions, you could have done even a modicum of research. You didn't and you made yourself look ignorant. Goodbye.

[dancinbutterfly]

#I'm fucking crying#this is an instant classic#this is the next meme#i can't believe I'm here to see a baby copypasta nary two hours old#I can't#lol#i laughed way too hard#iconic

[angelsaxis]

i went to queer history and signaling and i didnt see taylor swift

[this-account-doesnt-exist]

a girl can do what she wants to do and that’s what i’m gonna do. bad reputation x 4th line+rosco (ft. colorado avalanche) edit

[frnkauero]

[imp-from-the-pit]

Not as high quality as I like to do, but I'm tired, so here it is._.

[arctighoul]

an excursion of possibilities

[jesterghoulz]

mountain ghoul dot png 

[satanikat]

My first ever gif set, of my favourite boy being his loving, licky self.

[charlies-a-thief]

Ghoulie personal space (always shared). I love colouring Phantom's fur 🙂‍↕️

[anotherbananasong]

I need more mountain ghoul content, what’s the tall lad up to!!! Being gay for pride month I hope

Mountain’s just doing Mountain things

(definitely planning on doing some gay things…)

[beholdingslut]

in absolute tears about the pride module at my work

[dikdikpronouncedxylophone]

[bigfoots-biggest-fan]

HOLY SHIT GUYS, I WAS INSPIRED BY THIS POST TO TRY MAKE THE SONG AND YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE THE SCREAM I SCRUMPT WHEN I DRAGGED THE TRAINING AUDIO OVER THE BACKING TRACK AND IT LINED UP PERFECTLY

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Tempted to actually put this on spotify so I can secretly stream it at work...

Tagging @batshit-auspol because as an Australian you're the only big account I know who might share (sorry).

[punkrorschach]

happy first day of pride everyone

[hestiagf]

good morning soft sad freaks on an unprofitable website

[ororium-z]

Happy Pride!

[rootbeergoddess]

Every pride, you must reblog this. No exceptions

[thesaltofcarthage]

I love that four different people on my feed scheduled this joyous person to reblog by 8am on June 1. I look forward to seeing this a dozen more times today.

[penandinkprincess]

in love with ilya's facial expression when he's disagreeing with the timeline because he's looking at YUNA when he starts talking like

"no, no, he is wrong. one second. let me get him together. i can't believe he is embarassing me like this in front of my future mother-in-law. please hold."

[sundance201]

Mushy May Day 31 “Unspoken I Love Yous” Copia/The Pack

Continuation of Day 15: Nice and relaxed from the bubble bath, Aurora has one more surprise for Copia - the entire pack gathered in his room for the night.

Thank you to @forlorn-crows for putting together Mushy May! When I first started, I really did NOT think I was going to make it through the whole month and I’m so excited that I did! Thank you for the fabulous prompts.

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Copia and Aurora took their time in the bath, with Aurora keeping the perfect temperature as Copia felt himself relax more and more. But he eventually felt his body start to become too relaxed and suggested they get out and get ready for bed. He missed that Aurora sent off a quick text right before they got out of the bath. Aurora took her time making sure that both of them were properly moisturized and that they both applied some skincare for the night. The final step were some fluffy bathrobes that she happily handed over to Copia, before putting one on herself. “You are too sweet to me, amorina,” Copia murmured, pulling her close by the ties of the robe and kissing her briefly. “Nothing’s too sweet for you, Cee. You deserve it,” she murmured, before grabbing his hand and leading him back to his room.

His room that was now occupied by ALL of his ghouls. His jaw dropped when he saw them all lounging on his bed. “I know my bed isn’t large enough to accommodate the entire pack,” he said softly, looking on in amazement as the pack smiled at him. “Quint stuff,” Aether said simply. Phantom was next to him and nodded, wiggling his fingers like he was performing a spell. Dew smiled at Copia. “We brought the pack to you so you don’t always have to come to us.” Copia glanced down at Aurora, who was beaming up at him. “This is your best surprise yet, amorina,” he murmured. Aurora flung her arms around him and grinned up at him happily. “Glad you like it, Cee. Now go get in the center of that pack cuddle pile!” It was careful business, navigating the quint-assisted larger bed in the room, as well as the entire pack of ghouls piled on it. Copia had to be careful of tails and fingers and limbs, but he eventually made it to the center of the bed and the center of the pack cuddle pile. Dew was on one side and Aurora was on the other and Copia smiled as either ghoul pressed a kiss to his cheek. The other ghouls settled in, protectively curling around him and each other. They all began purring and Copia immediately felt tears well up, although he tried not to let them fall. It had been a very long time since the had felt this settled, this safe. This loved. The pack’s warmth and and purring lulled him to sleep quickly and for once, he welcomed the opportunity for real rest, knowing he was safe from any of the nightmares that had plagued him before. His pack wouldn’t let anything happen to him. Not from his prized position in the center of the pack cuddle pile.

[kegelgod-deactivated20160519]

How to spoon:

Dick hard on the butt

Titty in my hand

Kiss ya neck

Hell yeah

[toohot-tohoot]

What

[kegelgod-deactivated20160519]

HOW TO SPOON

DICK HARD ON THE BUTT

TITTY IN MY HAND

KISS YA NECK

H E L L Y E A H

[coffeeghoulie]

Mushy May Day 30: Quiet Togetherness

Swiss and Aeon spend an evening together in their hearth. Mature, contains cockwarming. 800 words.

thank you to @forlorn-crows for putting Mushy May together <3

divider by @ghuleh-recs <3

Aeon towels off their hair, shivering as the air hits their still damp skin. “Just a second, ‘m coming,” they chirp, calling out from the bathroom to their bedroom.

“Take your time,” Swiss says, shirt halfway over his head as he changes into something comfortable. “I’m not going anywhere, neither is our bed.”

“Perfect,” Aeon sighs, before turning to brush their teeth quickly. They can hear mattress springs creaking as they spit foam into the sink, and any remaining tension that wasn’t melted away with a warm shower leaves them.

Swiss is waiting for them, sprawled out on his back with one arm up and tucked under the pillow his head’s resting on. He smiles, something lovesick and foolish, and pats the bed beside him.

Aeon eagerly takes him up on his invitation, curling into Swiss’s side. They can feel the steadiness of his pulse, and they take a deep breath of his scent and just melt. “Hi,” they whisper, rubbing their cheek against his sternum.

“Hey, sweetheart,” he whispers back, nosing into their hair. Can smell the chamomile and mint in their shampoo, the blackberry and ozone underneath that’s just them. He slings an arm around Aeon’s shoulders, holding them close.

“Love this,” they whisper. “Being here.”

“Me too,” Swiss says, kissing the crown of their head. He fumbles for the lights strung over the bed and around their room, lowering them until they’re just a faint purple glow. The curtains are drawn, the air just ever so slightly hazy from the jasmine incense Swiss had lit when Aeon’d gone to take a shower. It’s perfect, and warm, and Aeon draws the sheets and comforter up over them.

“Love you,” Aeon says, as easy as breathing.

“Love you too,” Swiss responds. He brings a hand up to card through their hair, curling a wave at the nape of their neck around his finger. “Your hair’s getting long, bug. You want me to cut it for you, sometime?”

Aeon shrugs, nuzzling in closer until it’s physically impossible without crawling inside of his ribs. “Was gonna try growing it out a little. Not yet.”

“Alright,” he hums. “It looks good like this. Very handsome.”

Aeon preens, a soft little trill escaping their lips. Swiss laughs, warm and rumbling through his chest. They can feel it more than they can hear it, though it makes their heart flutter all the same, no matter how many times they’ve made him laugh. “Thank you.”

His hand settles at the small of their back, rubbing a slow path up and down their spine. Aeon huffs, struggling to keep their eyes open. “Sleepy little bug,” Swiss teases, and Aeon cracks an eye open to glare halfheartedly.

“Keep it up and I won’t help you rebraid your hair tomorrow,” they threaten, though it doesn’t land.

“Oh, whatever should I do?” Swiss rumbles again, laughing low and soft. “I need my buggy’s help.”

Aeon sighs, trying to curl even tighter against him. “Wanna get closer.”

“Can make that happen,” he hums, reaching down to hitch their thigh over his hips. “This close enough, or do you want closer?”

“Closer, please,” they hum, helping him situate themself so they’re straddling him, his chest their pillow.

Swiss grins, kissing right between the points of their horns. His scent deepens, rich and spicy sweet like the chai blends Mountain makes. “Can make that happen, love.”

Aeon chirps, their tail flicking under the covers until Swiss’s winds around it. They shiver, nuzzling into his chest. “I should be all good f’r you,” they hum, his scent flooding their lungs, their own getting richer to match.

“My good boy,” he rumbles. “Sit up f’r me for a second?”

Aeon nods, even if the short distance as they prop themself up makes them whine.

“Thank you, love, just take a deep breath for me?” Swiss asks. The hand on their back skates lower until it leaves their body entirely. Aeon nods, even as their breath hitches as Swiss lines himself up.

They take a deep breath and slowly sink down into Swiss’s lap, groaning as he stretches them open. There’s a pinch in Swiss’s brow, his hand holding their hip tight. He doesn’t try to control their movements, just hanging on.

“Fuck,” they laugh, breathless as their hips meet. The stretch is just on the right side of too much, so full and so close.

“Fuck,” Swiss agrees. His hand slides back up Aeon’s spine, settling right between their shoulderblades as Aeon lays right back down on top of him. “Better?”

“Perfect,” Aeon hums, nuzzling at the line of his jaw, his stubble prickly against their cheek. “Thank you.”

“Anything,” Swiss whispers, devotion in every syllable. “I love you.”

Aeon moves to press their face into the bitemark on his throat. “I love you too.”

They both let themselves drift, content and warm and together and so in love.

[sundance201]

Mushy May Day 30 “Quiet Togetherness” Cirrus, Dew, Phantom

Cirrus and Dew know exactly what Phantom is going through in the early days of the Skeletour, because they’re going through the same. He doesn’t reach out for help, but they’re patient and know he’ll eventually come to them.

This one ended up a little more angsty than I was originally envisioning it - sorry?

Thank you to @forlorn-crows for putting together Mushy May! I’ve had a lot of fun!

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When the Skeletour first started, Dew was Cirrus’s new shadow. It didn’t surprise anyone – they had always been peas in a pod and now that they had the shared experience of being on tour away from their mate, you rarely saw one without the other. When Swiss was called back home to help Copia, they tried to include Phantom in their sad little club, but the young quint ghoul isolated himself instead. The whole pack was worried, but Cirrus and Dew were the most concerned. Every night they extended an invitation to him so he wouldn’t be alone, but he’d repeatedly turn them down, sometimes not acknowledging their offer at all.

Cirrus was concerned and thought they should take a more direct approach with him, but Dew knew that he’d come to them in his own time. He knew that maybe he was projecting onto Phantom, but he knew that their bug never wanted to be seen as a burden, only an asset. Even though he was so free with his affections, his actual emotions were a much more locked down thing. But Dew knew that his refusal of help wouldn’t last forever. They were a few weeks into the tour when it finally happened. It was late, but Cirrus and Dew were still up, taking their time to wind down from the ritual. It was a bus night, so they were up front in the common area. Cirrus was spread out along the couch, her feet in Dew’s lap as she read on her e-reader tablet. Dew had his headphones on and was catching up on some podcasts, his hands absently massaging Cirrus’s feet. His ministrations paused when he saw Phantom stumble out into the common area. Their bug looked like hell – exhausted and sad. Cirrus looked up when she heard the younger ghoul approach. A rare, extremely soft smile took up residence on her face as she cooed soothingly at Phantom. Without a word, Phantom sank down at her side and buried his face in her stomach. Cirrus and Dew shared a look. Dew leaned over and pet across Phantom’s back, kicking up the heat in his hand as he moved back and forth along Phantom’s upper back. Cirrus threaded her fingers through Phantom’s hair, scratching her nails lightly across his scalp and around his horns. She started cooing at him again as she felt his tears start to soak through her sleep shirt and Dew kept up his soothing stokes along his back as he felt Phantom’s shoulders shake with silent sobs. “Let it out, baby bat,” she murmuring soothingly to the ghoul seeking solace, his face buried in her stomach as he sobbed. “You’re not alone, sweetheart. We’re here for you.”