The Band Ghost - Blog Posts
Poor Kevin
Kevin is absolutely annoyed by ghouls and would like to send them all back to the pit
cw: hate, politically incorrect, humiliation
Not because he's afraid of them, no, on the contrary, you can't have less respect for them than Kevin. He just thinks they're annoying little beasts, like particularly vicious chihuahuas from hell. Dewdrop, Phantom and Rain especially get on his nerves. Phantom because he's always clinging to Kevin like a leech. Dewdrop because he's a little gremlin who just causes chaos that Kevin then has to clean up. And Rain isn't that bad but he isn't good at speaking human language that Kevin usually doesn't understand what the water ghoul is stammering anyway. Well, Kevin could speak ghoulish if he wanted to, but in the end these pests would annoy him even more.
Kevin hates ghouls with a passion.
The worst is when he has to fix something in the ghoul wing.
For example, the other day, when he just wanted to clean the clogged drain in the kitchen sink, he was surrounded by ghouls within a few minutes. They reminded him of a bunch of starving cats, the way they stalked around him and cast curious glances over his shoulder.
Phantom was immediately glued to him again, practically tugging at Kevin's hair and clothes. Then Aether, who kept his distance but intermittently gave advice that Kevin hadn't asked for. "You should unscrew the drain pipe first" and "Are you sure you've mixed the cleaning concentrate sufficiently? Otherwise it could damage the pipes."
Kevin wanted to hit Aether in the face. But instead he contented himself with glaring at the sink while he worked.
At one point he accidentally hit Rain's forehead with his knee because Rain was squeezing himself on the floor between him and the bucket that Kevin had used to catch all the muck from the drainpipe. With an annoyed look, Kevin noticed that the water ghoul had started collecting small pieces that had landed in the drainpipe from the bucket.
"Stop that! You're just making everything dirty," he growled as Rain pulled his hands back and placed a marble, dripping with dirt, on the ground.
Rain just babbled incomprehensible things as he began to dig in the muck again.
"Why do you forbid Rain that?", whispered Phantom and came so close to Kevin that he felt the ghoul's warm breath brushing over his ear.
Kevin sighed with the burden of a man who would rather tend a sack full of fleas than a handful of ghouls.
Why couldn't the clergy have chosen other demons? There were many species that were less unruly than ghouls. Kevin even had the feeling that chaos ghouls not only enjoyed themselves, but that they actually drew their energy from it. He had once expressed this thought to Sister Imperator, but she had just laughed at him and said that he just had to learn to assert himself. That could only come from someone who didn't have to deal with these plagues on a daily basis.
Annoyed, Kevin stuck the spiral into the drain to push out the last bit of snot, while at the same time swatting away Rain's fingers that had appeared on the edge of the sink.
Since Copia had risen to the top of the ministry and had a bit more say, Kevin was no longer even allowed to sprinkle holy water on the ghouls to keep them away. After all, that would hurt the ghouls, the youngest Emeritus brother had explained his decision. Simply ridiculous. When Kevin had started working for the clergy, ghouls had just been treated like ghouls. But since Copia had shown up here, Kevin had to treat these creatures as if they had more feelings than lust, hunger and thirst.
Finally, the resistance in the drain was released and with a slap, a pile of mud landed in the bucket.
"Is that...sand?" asked Aether, astonished. Kevin shrugged his shoulders in resignation. "How do I know what kind of crap you always pour down the drain?!" He pulled the spiral back and knelt under the sink to screw the pipe back on.
Phantom also knelt down next to him and grabbed one of Kevin's long strands of hair to chew on.
"I'm clearly not being paid well enough for this," the brown haired growled, shooing back first Phantom and then Rain, whose hand had already disappeared back into the bucket.
Under the curious gaze of the ghouls, Kevin screwed the pipe back on, sat up with his aching back and picked up the bucket.
"It would be nice if you could just stop breaking or clogging anything for more than three days," Kevin grumbled, looking sternly at Aether. The quintessence ghoul had spent the last few minutes watching with his hands on his hips and a critical expression. "I'm doing my best, but you know what they're like." Kevin only snorted in response. He watched as Aether disappeared into the living room before he too turned to leave. The ghoul was talking to Kevin as if they were eye to eye. Kevin shook his head.
Ghouls.
He was about to close the door behind him when Rain slithered through and tugged at his sleeve. His big blue eyes bored into his.
"What?" Kevin asked slightly suprised. Rain's mouth opened and closed a few times without any words coming out. Then, finally, when Kevin's already extremely thin thread of patience was about to snap, Rain managed to say a word.
"Encore."
He had always thought that Rain simply didn't speak human language, but apparently the ghoul was just stupid. In a good-natured tone, as if he was talking to someone particularly retarded, Kevin replied. "I know you did a great job on the ghovie. We're all very proud of you. But I," he pointed to himself, "have to go now," he pointed to the door.
Rain tilted his head, confused. He's probably doing this so that the few brain cells he has will slip into the same corner, Kevin thought spitefully.
The water ghoul tugged at his sleeve again, this time more frantically. "encore, encore, encore Dew."
Confused, Kevin turned around and froze.
Dewdrop stood at the sink and calmly poured a thick liquid into it. Kevin now also noticed the penetrating smell of ammonia. The damned ghoul poured wall paint into the sink. Kevin blinked. The man was too stunned to even utter a word.
He definitely needed a bottle of whiskey tonight. Better yet, two. And brandy. A lot of it.
Taking a deep breath and counting backwards from ten
He charged the hell out of that ass slap
Video Credits: fake_ghost_girl
The band Ghost is so fucking funny to me. Their frontman currently looks like this:
Or some version of a horny goth clown, but the guy underneath it has got the wettest saddest eyes I've ever seen. Just look at him:
This man admits to being very sensitive and cries at the drop of a hat.
He has a wife and kids.
He wears the costume because he doesn't like the way he looks on stage as a rockstar.
He treats the audience like his children. They're officially called the children of Ghost for that and also because of the play on "children of god."
The band literally fucks around on stage while riffing this badass music. They go through physical comedy skits every concert like the three stooges. For example:
Two demons throw guitar picks at each other when they get angy.
One guy grinds and licks the stage like a cat in heat.
One of them shakes their tits at goth clown man and scares him shitless.
One of them twirls goth clown man like a ballerina as he dances by them.
Several of them slap goth clown's ass when he waddles by.
He created the band to make people happy, to celebrate being a fucking weirdo because he always felt left out, and to make fun of Christianity because it makes people feel bad. He lost his older brother, and it tore him up so bad that the music he made as a result launched him into a worldwide music career.
This man ends every concert "ritual" with three things:
1. Be nice to each other
2. Help each other
3. Go fuck yourself
(Literally and figuratively)
Their music is 70% "fuck me I'm so horny", 10% "I love you so much" and 20% "ethereal badass metal".
Look at how much fun he's having, dude.
It's literally just a rock band filled with the nicest people on earth wearing costumes like a Shakespearean play. And all they do is make up funny little lore stories and serve cunt.
minding my own business…
*opening a word doc*
tiny copia looking at a paint covered Secondo: do you or do you not feel bonita?
secondo unexpressive: i feel bonita
tiny copia: wonderful!
And the Ghouls are done! They are all soooo,,, twirls hair,,,, Tell me who's your favorite!!! And don't be afraid to ask for my ghouls head canons!!! I'd love to share <33333
Hang in there Ghesties, we can do this
To the artists and writers who are considering giving up on this fandom: please give yourself a chance, don’t give up.
The band is currently silent, and so is the fandom. We've just passed the festivities, and everyone is back to their jobs, schools, or families. I believe the lack of interactions has affected all of us, to varying degrees... I suggest not using this period as a definitive measure of our worth as artists or writers. Things are just a bit quiet for now, but soon there will be news and, hopefully, the community will wake up again with new interest in our contents.
Plus, I believe there are also technical reasons for the lack of visibility of original content here on Tumblr. It seems like the platform is trying to push the Plus subscription, by the way our dashboards are invaded by spam and ads highlighted in the sidebar. I also strongly believe they deliberately lowered the visibility of free accounts, if that is possible. It's frustrating, I know, but it would be even worse to give up on something we love to do.
Hang on and keep expressing your creativity... you may never know what impact you can have on someone’s day!
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 😭
i def had a hc i was gonna post the other day but i forgot it 💀
aurora ghoulette head cannon.
she LOVES fiber arts. crochet, knitting, anything you can think of. she’ll make crochet and knit clothes for the other ghouls and gets super happy when they wear them. her room is FULL of yarn and unfinished projects. she rarely makes stuff for herself though, she likes making gifts for people :) she also only has pink hooks, she doesn’t pay attention to hook size she’ll grab anything if it’s pink
the fact that phantoms nickname is bug.. i feel like SOBBING,.. every time i read that i descend deeper into madness
I WISH I WAS AROUND FOR TERZO’S ERA💔HES SO BBG
ghost lore theory
**RHRN spoilers!!!**
So... we still don't know who Papa Emeritus V is going to be, right?
well i have some... theories for anyone interested.
That piece near the end of the movie after her death where it shows the children snapshots of different animals/actions. There are always 2 children and I honestly don't know much about the Emeritus bloodline but the fact that there were always 2 children in each scene made me think. Hey, what if Copia had a twin that we didn't know about.
Another candidate that comes to mind to be V is Father Jim from that one Phantomime announcement stream. He didn't seem to have a completed arc. Although, I suppose he could turn out to be some sort of antihero/villain/opposition to the church at a later point.
Secret third option (which is very very unlikely) would be Father Jim being both V and the twin, which would be insane.