Ghost Band - Blog Posts
it's damn cute!!
Look at Alpha accidentally bumping into Omega and then Omega squeezing/patting Alpha’s shoulder at the end :’) so! cute!
Speedart)) My victim, Omega and just the sun: Lilith
Speedart) Role playing in VK, and what came of it) Dedicated to my Omega
I continue to draw fem versions, lol
That was awesome!
OH. MY. GOD. That growl…. 💧💧💧
Someday, I will start to draw guys, but from under my hands comes out only this ... ̶М̶н̶е̶ ̶к̶а̶ж̶е̶т̶с̶я̶,̶ ̶ч̶т̶о̶ ̶н̶е̶к̶о̶т̶о̶р̶ы̶е̶ ̶д̶л̶я̶ ̶м̶е̶н̶я̶ ̶у̶ж̶е̶ ̶г̶о̶т̶о̶в̶я̶т̶ ̶к̶о̶т̶ё̶л̶.̶.̶.̶
Uh, female version? Sorry, could not resist)
ATTENTION
If you see this you are OBLIGATED to reblog w/ the song currently stuck in your head :)
Just the fact Swiss has a cowbell this tour cycle and it's a no phone concert is killing me. I need to see how freaky that ghoul gets when he's playing it.
I got tickets! I'm going to KC in August! I can't believe is spent that much for The Ascended VIP!
So disappointed because I didn't have the chance to see this at the theater. I'd pay $20 to own this but not to rent for 48 hours. And let's not forget that $11.99 subscription fee to VEEPS. Come on guys.
Feel The Dew
Silly little thing based on a screenshot from @hypnoneghoul
Rating: M
Pairing: Mountain/Dew
Words: 648
Ao3
Dew is standing in the kitchen in the den fiddling with the grucifix zipper on his hoodie while he scrolls TikTok. There is a tray of dirty dishes he just carried down from his room on the counter in front of him and he really is going to wash them and put them away. It’s just, phone, you know? There are a few clips from their last tour circulating with various ridiculous captions and a surprising amount of edits. The thirsty ones are silly and most often way off the mark, but there are also several videos of people talking (and crying) about how their music and the rituals they perform are helping people. Papa and the ghouls are helping humans accept themselves and get through hard shit to have better lives. A guy with red teary eyes and a huge smile nestled in a thick beautiful beard tells the camera that when he feels low and needs to remember the beauty in the world he watches a clip of Dewdrop’s Respite On The Spitafields solo and it never ceases to make him cry with happiness. Dew quickly double taps the screen and comments three black hearts as the left corner of his mouth tugs upward and he can feel Lucifer’s approval in the warmth that floods his bones.
He cocks his hip and glances at the dishes before going back to his scrolling. He has his VPN set to Poland today and the ads have been something else. A new one fills his screen and he giggles as he takes a screenshot. He doesn’t particularly like the drink Mountain Dew but it is one of his absolute favourite brand names and the ads have been giving him endless joy. Siblings and ghouls alike will send him a picture anytime they see a bottle somewhere, and Phantom has been making him custom memes. Dew swipes over to his text conversation with Mountain and snickers as he sends him the screenshot. The big guy is gonna love this one. Mountain may seem like a mature and serious ghoul, but he is just as much of a little shit as Dew is.
Dew is dragging his tongue over a fang, letting the sharp tip of it catch right in the middle of the slit of the fork as he scrolls through the endless Mountain Dew memes in their chat. He barely manages to avoid biting himself as a huge hand wraps around his throat and another palms his entire crotch as he is pulled flush against a warm, soft body. Electricity dances down his spine and makes his gut clench as Mountain’s hot breath tickles his ear.
“Hmm, you want me to feel you, boy?”
Mountain strokes his thumb down the length of Dew’s neck, feeling his pulse increase with each stroke. He flexes slightly so the claw digs into soft flesh, dimpling the skin just so. Dew swallows thickly against Mountain’s palm only for the hand to squeeze a tiny bit tighter.
Mountain curls his fingers towards Dew’s taint, cupping his rapidly hardening dick and balls through his soft lounge trousers. He rolls the balls between his fingers, feeling them move under the skin.
Dew’s lifts his tail and snakes it around Mountain’s middle. Mountain’s own tail comes up to coil around it and keep it in place as he shifts a thick thigh between Dew’s legs.
“You want me to touch you? Feel you all over? Grope you a little in the kitchen for anyone to see?”
Dew whines and tries to simultaneously push into the hands wrapped around his throat and his genitals, while grinding his ass back and down on Mountain’s thigh. He gets a throaty chuckle and a wet tongue flicking his ear lobe in return.
“Yeah, you want your big, strong boyfriend to feel you up a little. Feel the Dew. Isn’t that cute?”
Actually I'm okay with spoilers as this isn't anywhere near me. Here's to hoping there is a streaming release.
the ghost teams tips for the movie 💯
Not me pulling up in your driveway like I live there, listening to my favorite Swedish satanic band, bringing you your Doordash order.
Two Benadryl, two melatonin and a half a bottle of wine will also do the trick Dewrop.
Dew, brewing a pot of sleepytime tea: "Double, double toil and trouble, fire burn and cauldron bubble... With this magic potion-" -popping open a bottle of benadryl and taking two out- "-and these magic beans, this bitch is gonna sleep tonight or I'm personally gonna strangle the sandman."
The Ghildo is trending on X. Why do I find this so funny?
This is some funny shit. Like, did you just randomly decide to go a Ghost concert not knowing who they were?
Tale from the Green Room
Ever wonder what Copia has to say during the pre-Ritual Ghoul meeting? Yeah? Me too!
I feel it goes a little something like this…
The Green Room was noisy and smoky as Papa walked through the door. The Ghouls stopped their conversations as the leader of the Satanic Church cleared his throat to gain their attention.
“All right, my children, we will go on stage soon and here is what I want for tonight. Rain and Dew, I need you two to choke each other at some point. I don’t care when or who goes first, I just want to see hands around your throats at some point.”
“Sure thing, boss!”, both Ghouls answered.
“Phantom, sweet Phantom. I’m going to need you on your best cat-like behavior. Seems the fangirls go crazy for cats. Oh, and do the bendy thing with Rain.”
Phantom raised his fingers in a mock salute as he continued his preparations for the upcoming Ritual.
“Cumulus, Cirrus, and Princess Aurora, my lovelies. Please just be your awesome self. You ladies know what you need to do.”
The Ghoulettes did not bother to answer as they knew they were awesome.
“Mountain, you are perfect in every way. I just need you to be ready to lead us into the night with your rhythms.”
The gentle giant flushed at his Papa’s praise and continued to fidget with the drumsticks in his hands.
“And last but not least, Swiss, my multi-Ghoul, during Watcher in the Sky, I need you to…”
Ghost Live @ Strasbourg
Photo: Alva IG: @shameless_ghoul
The Nameless Ghouls Official Ghost Cult.
#TNGofficial #13thAnniversary
(totally copy and pasted that from the book of faces
Earrings
You forgot something and Papa punishes you. Which Papa, you ask? That is for you to decide. Could be considered a little naughty if you give it the bombastic side eye long enough.
So silent did my love enter the room that I did not know they were there until I felt the leather blindfold slip over my eyes.
“Quiet,” was the only word said.
A gentle but firm touch on my elbow let me know that I was required to stand. Knowing what was expected of me, I put my hands before me, tongue darting over my lips as I felt the bonds tighten around my wrists.
“Too tight?”
Of course I did not answer and only shook my head in reply.
“Good. Come with me”
Obedient, I took a step forward, and immediately ran into the coffee table. I had to bite back a curse that tried to escape from my lips.
“Oh, darling. Did that hurt?”
I nodded.
“We will have to see to that later,” my love told me as they took my bound wrists and led me from the room. I followed along, secure in knowing that my love would not allow any other harm to come to me except for what was administered by their own hand. And that thought had my mind racing. What was on the agenda? Feathers? A spanking? Clamps? Other toys? And what had I done to deserve this? I tried to think what I had done or forgotten…
Forgotten?
Shit.
I know.
Earrings. My love had wanted me to wear those earrings and of course I forgot.
Double shit.
I am so gonna get it. The thought did not frighten me in the least; in fact the mere thought of ‘punishment’ had me almost breathless in anticipation. Lost in my thoughts of spankings and toys, I stumbled as we came to a stop, in what we liked to call, ‘Our Special Room’, which was really nothing more than our bed chamber.
“Stay there,” was the command given to me. For a moment I thought of moving just to test the boundaries that had yet to be set. All thoughts stilled in my mind as I felt the cool metal of a blade pressed against my cheek. I repressed a shiver as the coolness slid across my face and down my throat, with the tip coming to rest just inside my blouse.
“How fond are you of this?”
Of course, I did not answer. I’d yet to be given the leave to do so.
“You may answer.”
“It means nothing to me.”
“What a pity. I rather like this one on you,” my beloved said as they skimmed a finger across the front of my shirt. I shuddered as I felt the warmth of their skin seeping through the silk fabric. I ceased any movement as I felt the warmth be replaced by the coolness of metal.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, Papa. Please remove this from me,” I gasped as the blade circled my nipple. For a moment the coldness was replaced by the warmth of my loves sweet mouth, causing the silky fabric to cling to my skin. Trembling with excitement, I held my breath as the blade sliced through the fabric. Goosebumps raced across exposed skin as I stood uncovered to his gaze.
He gently guided me to the bed and helped me to lay face down and with arms extended, hands grasping the bed post. The soft click of the padded hand cuffs had me squirming with excitement, knowing what was to come.
“Do you know why we are here?” he asked.
“The earrings I forgot to wear to the Ritual?”
A quick slap to my backside reminded me that I had not been given permission to speak.
“Yes, the earrings and if you continue to speak out of turn, I will have to do something about that.”
It was tempting to say something just to see what he would do, but I did not.
“Now, let’s begin,” and with that he brought his hand down across my backside.
~~**~~
The Nameless Ghoul stopped by Papa’s suite; his intention was to go over a few details of the upcoming Ritual with Papa. His hand was raised to knock on the door when his supernatural hearing caught the sound of two people engaged in their own version of a Ritual. He listened for a moment before smiling to himself. Whatever he needed to discuss could wait until some other time.
Here's one of my favorites I did for ghostober I'm so proud of papa emeritus the 3rd face in the end 😂
I'm not sorry 🤣🤣
thinking about the ghouls babying each other whenever one of them is sick
phantom gets snappy when he gets overstimulated and then feels REALLY bad afterwards like once he raised his voice at swiss for whistling when he was already feeling overwhelmed and then broke down crying he felt so bad even though swiss swore up and down that he didn’t think anything of it. it took phantom a snack, some water, and a nap with a swiss-shaped weighted blanket to feel better
thinking about how i’ll probably never hear griftwood or dathoml live ever 😭