#especially dew and aether's bits

[ghoul-slime]

Thinking about resident sex toy expert and collector Rain ghoul

Some thoughts under the cut:

Rain is the ministry sex toy expert and collector. He loves playing with himself and trying out new toys on his pack. He has each ghoul’s favorite toys memorized but he also loves to surprise them or help push learn new things about what they like when they let him. Whenever he gets a new toy he invites the other ghouls to come watch him test it out. It's always a big event when a package shows up in the mail with Rain's name on it. Sometimes the other ghouls ask to borrow toys for their own solo or partner use. Rain is basically the resident sex toy consultant, and he loves to recommend specific toys for whatever the other ghouls might be in the mood for.

Of course he has everyone's favorite toys memorized:

Mountain: Butt plugs. All shapes and sizes and functions. He has an entire set of plugs put aside just for Mountain. His favorite is a modestly sized plug with a faux fur fox tail on the end. He fucks Rain doggy while he wears it. Sometimes Rain will let him wear a pretty leather collar with a metal ring while they play.

Aether: Sounding rods. Cirrus was the one who first taught Rain how to use them. Rain practiced on himself until he was ready to try it with Aether, who he had in mind specifically when buying the kit. Aether loves the feeling of giving Rain complete control and trusts him implicitly. The feel of being penetrated with the cool metal rod is like nothing else for him. He's usually crying and begging by the end of the session, and Rain always makes sure to heap on sweet words and praise throughout. If Dew promises to be good, Rain lets him sit and watch some of his sessions with Aether. And if he swears to be real quiet he’s even allowed to touch himself while he watches.

Swiss: Bondage, whips, nipple clamps, leather, the whole nine yards. Swiss loves for Rain to dom the fuck out of him in bondage. His favorite thing is for Rain to wear a pair of thigh high, high-heeled leather boots and nothing else while he works him over. Rain is particularly good with shibari, something he also practiced on himself until he was practically an expert. Of course Swiss is always quick to offer himself up for Rain to practice on as well.

Dew: Double ended dildo. Dew’s a size queen just like Rain and they both love to take it deep. Rain has a whole collection of double dildos. Long flexible ones in bright, translucent colors, short thick ones with a curve in the middle, hyper-realistic double cocks tapered at one end. They've basically mastered every position imaginable with them, but love to spread out facing each other, grinding down with their legs spread and wrapped around each other. It gives them the best view of the other while they play. They love to share a cock until they’re both filthy, wet, and totally fucked out and exhausted. Usually Aether and Swiss will have to come collect them from Rain's room and drag them into the bath and a clean bed after.

Phantom/Aeon: Lingerie. Phantom’s still new to sex topside, so he's still discovering what he likes to play with. The first time Rain got into bed with him wearing panties, Phantom was so turned on by the feel of silk and lace on his skin he came all over Rain before they even had the chance to do anything. Now they'll grind and feel up on each other in matching sets of lace panties, little bralettes, cute stockings with garters until they cum. They've ruined more than a few sets of lingerie together. Sometimes Rain will use a little vibrator on Phantom's cock. Rain still lets Phantom browse his toy collection before they play, answering questions, showing him how each toy works. Phantom usually ends up asking for lingerie in the end.

Rain: His favorite alone time toy is a simple curved, metal wand. It has the best weight and effortlessly gives him bone-deep prostate orgasms, and nobody gives them to him better than himself. As much as he likes to use toys with other partners, he only uses the wand for solo play. And he loves to do it in front of a mirror, really taking his time, watching himself stretch around the toy and cum all over himself. He has an absolutely massive collection of dildos and vibrators, hundreds of shapes and sizes and functions. He keeps them all in a huge black steamer trunk in the corner of his room. Nothing turns him on more than watching his partner browse his collection, choosing one to use on him when they play.

[delusionalbitchinthehouse]

Alpha & Ifrit angst wooooo. Also PLEASE tell me if my use of the past and especially the "had been ...-ed" form is correct or not, it's late, I'm having a huge brain lag and i'm losing my english.

Alpha only had Ifrit for three weeks and if anything happened to the younger fire ghoul, he would kill everyone in the room and then himself.

Alpha's barely exagerating. It's crazy how quickly his new student adorable little fuck mentee hope ? burden managed to burrow himself under Alpha's skin.

Thing is, Ifrit is impossible to dislike. His smile is too bright to hate, digging dimples into his cheeks whenever it graces the fire ghoul's face. Ifrit is a ray of a sunshine, a crackling bonefire illuminating happy faces. His enthusiasm and interest in everything is so terribly endearing, the way he wears his heart on his sleeve a testament to just how good the younger fire ghoul is.

The exact opposite of Alpha.

Ifrit has none of Alpha's acidic, rancid anger festering under his skin, none of the spark of agression dancing in Alpha's tone at the slightest inconvenience, none of the bitterness tainting Alpha's vision of the world.

Sometimes, it hurts to look at Ifrit. To see what Alpha could have been, might have been at some point, before life fucked him over time and time again. A comforting warmth instead of an unbearable heat. A sparkling-eyed, mischievious creature, instead of a closed-off, destructive monster.

The thought of seeing Ifrit lose that spark keeps Alpha up at night.

He cannot let this happen. He cannot let history repeat itself, let another fire ghoul get taken appart until all is left is a rotten core.

Alpha will always remember his first lesson with Ifrit. The younger ghoul was eager, tail wagging in excitement, bouncing on the ball of his feet. Alpha felt like a knife had been plunged into his heart ; and as always, his response to such an intense, unexpected emotion was anger. He snapped at Ifrit, telling him to settle the fuck down.

And Ifrit, sweet, darling Ifrit, smiled, tail wrapping around his leg. Stilled, like he had been asked to. Alpha immediately felt bad. But what could he do ? His venom had been spilled already, there was no taking it back. Still, his face twisted as guilt burnt in his throat.

"It's okay," Ifrit suddenly humed, looking so terribly earnest, "Your anger, your furstration. I understand. And I can take it."

Alpha nearly choked on remorse upon hearing that. Ifrit was much more observant than he had thought. And he apparently was a huge self-sacrificing idiot. Alpha wanted to shake him, to grab him by the shoulder and tell him to run, far, far away from him, from this wicked world that mercilessly breaks all that's good.

Instead, Alpha tightened his hand into a fist, and growled, low and threatening.

"You can't. Neither should you, or will you."

You don't deserve this had been left unsaid.

Ever since that day, Ifrit seems to have taken it upon himself to bring out all the sides of himself Alpha thought were gone.

The first time he called Ifrit "kit", in an appreciative manner after the younger fire ghoul had managed a tricky riff in very little time, Alpha knew there would be no going back.

Ifrit wormed his way into Alpha's not-so-stony heart and he is here to stay.

And if Alpha has to shoulder all the shit life brings to keep Ifrit unmarred by it, then so be it.

As Alpha watches his promising student wrestle with Aether, he isn't surprised to feel Omega press up against him, one arm wrapping around the fire ghoul's waist. Omega's thoughts nudge Alpha's, echo in the fire ghoul's brain.

I know. Me too.

[corkinavoid]

Thank you, @aceinacorner, for this gem:

You are the inspiration for

DPxDC Ring of Rage? More Like Ring of Engage [pt. 3]

[<- part 2 | part 4 ->]

Duke narrows his eyes.

He swears Tim was not in the Cave just five seconds ago, and yet, in the brief moment when Duke wasn't looking, he just materialized out of motherfucking aether. Smelling like Chinese food and holding a chicken skewer that looks so good that Duke's mouth waters.

"Can I have a piece?" He asks, the divine smell of food overriding the urge to ask 'where did you get it' or 'how did you get here'.

Tim nods, smiles, and hands Duke the whole skewer before going for the elevator.

Is it Duke's hallucination, or is he really humming something as he goes?.. Actually, that doesn't matter. The chicken tastes even better than it smells, and Duke is perfectly willing to keep his mouth shut in exchange for food.

You don't talk with your mouth full, after all.

~☆~

Cass watches Tim over the table. She hasn't heard him coming into the dinner room - no steps in the hall, no rustle of clothing or breathing. It's like the boy has somehow appeared right in front of the door out of nowhere before entering.

What's more, he seems obviously not hungry, picking at his food with an absent, if a bit dreamy, expression. Granted, Tim always picks at his food, but Cass can see the difference between 'Tim's mind is busy with a new case and therefore too distracted to eat' and 'Tim already had dinner elsewhere and is too full to eat now'.

The bags under his eyes are also not as dark as they usually are. Come to think of it, Cass hasn't seen him in a bad mood for a few weeks now, which shouldn't really be that strange, but it's Tim. The smallest of inconveniences can put him in a bad mood.

Tim notices her looking and raises an eyebrow.

Cass blinks and goes back to her plate. Whatever is keeping her brother happy, it deserves her full approval.

~☆~

Jason is... not so sure as to what is happening.

He did notice that Tim was really chill lately, but this is going a bit overboard.

"Did you spike it with arsenic, Replacement?" He asks, suspiciously looking the offered cup of coffee over without taking it. Tim - surprisingly, actually - doesn't react to the nickname in the slightest, instead giving Jason a deadpan look. Then, he brings the cup up to his mouth, takes a sip, and hands it back again.

Okay, well, that proves no arsenic, at least. It's still very weird. Tim doesn't just buy coffee for people, and he especially doesn't buy coffee for Jason.

"Am I going to owe you something for it, or what?" He asks, slowly reaching for the cup. Tim sighs.

"No. It's just a drink - my boyfriend loves it, and I think you'd like it as well," he explains with a shrug, and Jason is honestly too befuddled to ask about anything. Including the boyfriend part.

No, but since when does Timbers have a boyfriend? He sure hadn't mentioned anything about it to any of the others.

The drink turns out to be not coffee but something else, tangy and thick, and when Jason takes the lid off, it's green like Mountain Dew.

It does taste great, though, and later Jason considers asking Tim for another one. He hadn't had anything better in ages.

~☆~

Damian strikes through the last one of the training holograms, breathing heavily. And yet, just as the 'simulation complete' message pops up in the air, he hears a step behind him.

He turns around faster than a lightning, and-

Finds Timothy's neck at the tip of his katana, with his hands up in surrender.

"What are you doing here?" Damian sneers, lowering his weapon, and Tim swallows. Not because of surprise or fear, though, he clearly had some half chewed up food in his mouth.

"Inaccurate drop off," he says, looking Damian straight in the eyes, "I was aiming for the main floor."

He smells of Indian food and spices, and Damian almost sneezes.

"What do you mean 'aiming'?" He demands, but Drake just waves him off, heading towards the elevator up.

"No worries, I'll do better next time," he shoots a smile over his shoulder, "See you on patrol!" And with that, the elevator doors close after him, leaving Damian alone.

Drake has always been strange, but this is too much even for him.

Not that it's Damian's business. He huffs and starts the simulation over again.

~☆~

If Dick didn't witness it with his own two eyes, he would have never believed it. Alas, he did, and even though the swirling green vortex has already disappeared like it was never there, Tim, whom the strange portal just spat out on the floor of the Cave, is still here.

"What the fuck was that?" He nearly yells, and Tim looks up, a face of perfect innocence.

"What was what?" He returns the question, and Dick can't find the words to explain, so he just wildly gestures to the place where the portal has been less than five seconds ago. Tim blinks, "Oh, that. That was my date."

Dick chokes on his breath.

"Your date?" He parrots, hoarse and breathless, and Tim nods, like there's not a single thing wrong with anything that has just happened. "Since when do you go on dates? Wait, I thought you were engaged, you said it was cheating to date anyone else, even if you didn't know the spouse, you said-" he cuts himself off, feeling his own face slowly falling and his stomach sinking down in horror. "No. No, don't tell me."

But the shit-eating grin on Tim's face is already proof enough.

Dick clears his throat. Takes a deep breath.

Seeing that Tim is still in one piece, and, well, that he did just casually come out of a magic portal in the middle of the Cave, it's probably safe to say that it's not the first time.

And, judging by the mirth in Tim's grin, it's also safe to say he's been rather enjoying it.

Dick releases one long, loud breath and forces a smile on his face as well.

"So, how is it?" He asks, trying in vain to sound light-hearted, not suspicious. Tim's smile gets wider, and there's a glint of excitement in his eyes now, which Dick considers a good thing, all in all.

"Oh, I thought you'd never ask."

~☆~

Bonus Scene (that somehow turned out longer than I planned)

~☆~

"Where's Tim?" Bruce asks when all the rest of his kids are already seated around the table for breakfast.

"At Danny's, probably," Steph shrugs before digging into the waffles on her plate. Bruce frowns.

"Danny's?" He asks. He hasn't heard that name before. Is that a friend of Tim's?

"Drake's paramour," Damian clarifies, not bothering to look up from his own food, and Bruce's mind comes to a screeching halt. He blinks stupidly, looking around the table and sincerely hoping it is some sort of a prank, but Cass smiles and nods, and Dick has an expression of pure exhaustion on his face, and Duke is huffing a snort of laughter at him for it.

"Since when-" Bruce starts, but he is suddenly cut off by a glowing circle that appears just a few feet away from them all.

It grows quickly, morphing into a vortex, a green and ominous tear in reality big enough for a person to walk through, hanging in the air a few inches over the ground. The space around it feels staticky somehow, and the color is too bright to look at directly, and it definitely doesn't belong to their dining room. But before Bruce is able to say another word or do anything at all, Tim steps out of it, his hair and clothes ruffled.

"Oh, fuck," he mutters upon seeing them all, and turns around, sticking his head into the vortex just as it starts to close. The vortex pauses.

Bruce is almost too stunned to move.

His kids don't share the sentiment, though, most of them not paying the portal any attention at all. Bruce would have reprimanded them for the poor awareness of their surroundings if he didn't notice how Damian simply glanced up at it before going back to his food.

They saw the portal. They just didn't deem it dangerous. For some reason.

Tim's face comes back out, and he turns to Bruce. His expression looks different than before: a bit smug, a little mischievous, and just a tad bit nervous.

Then, another head pops up through the surface of the portal. A boy - or at least they look like a boy - with snow white hair that floats in the air and bright, almost neon blue eyes. His skin is far too pale for him to be human, and- he has freckles that look like constellations.

For some reason, that's the part that makes Bruce finally resign to the fact that this is just how his life is. With breakfasts interrupted by green portals and otherworldly boyfriends - because who else might it be, really - before he even had his morning coffee.

"Hi!" Said otherworldly boyfriend grins and waves his hand. "I'm Danny, Tim's fiance," he introduces himself, and Bruce conjures the last scraps of his scattered mind to smile and nod back.

"Good morning, Danny. I'm Bruce." He has no idea what else to say; it seems like a bit late for shovel talk, but a bit early for welcoming speech.

"Would Young Master Danny care to join us for breakfast?" Alfred's calm, but still slightly amused voice comes from the door. Bruce turns to look at the butler with a sense of exasperation - is he really the last one to learn anything in this house? - but the man seems... well, not surprised, at least not on the surface. But his grip on the pitcher of orange juice is just a little too tense for him to have been in the know all along.

Danny turns to him and smiles nicely - his teeth are also way too sharp for a human - before shaking his head, "No, sorry, I was just dropping Tim off."

"For God's sake," Tim rolls his eyes, "Just put on some pants and come out, I refuse to suffer through this alone."

Dick chokes on his toast. Steph gasps, her eyes snapping between Tim and Danny in delight. Cass snorts and kicks her under the table. Damian groans.

"Spare me from the details of your personal life, Drake. Need I remind you that I am thirteen," he narrows his eyes.

The constellations on Danny's cheeks shine just a bit brighter, and Bruce has no idea what that is supposed to mean, but his guess is along the lines of embarrassment. Especially when the boy completes it with rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

"You mean to tell me that, at thirteen years old, you don't know what sex is?" Tim deadpans, running a hand through his hair in a useless effort to smooth it and taking his seat at the table. Dick's coughing fit comes back with renewed force.

"We didn't-" Danny starts, still kind of hovering midway through the portal, but Damian pays him little attention.

"I do. Yet, I prefer my mind free of the knowledge when it applies to you."

"I want all the details, though," Steph pipes up, looking at Danny from her seat, "Can you, like, sprout tentacles or something, because I know for a fact Tim likes that kind of-"

"Steph!" Tim yells at her, face red, and then turns to Danny, who suddenly has a very interested, if a bit mischievous, look on his face, "Don't you dare."

"Yeah, okay," Danny snorts and disappears back in the portal. Bruce half-expects it to close after him, but the vortex stays.

Which probably means the boy - the King of Infinite Realms, Keeper of Unseen Worlds, Eyes of the Universe - is going to be right back.

After he puts on some pants, supposedly.

Bruce watches Tim rub his face in frustration while Steph giggles and elbows him in the side, and sighs. This is so not how he expected this morning to be.

[ratsummer]

I think Phantom was fending for himself for years in the pit, running the circles from just about the age a ghoul can probably survive on their own. He was born into a small but loving pack, so he learned how to be a good ghoul kit, but once he was on his own, he didn't have anyone to socialize him as a young adult ghoul. Sure, he'd tag along with the odd band of ghouls here and there when the opportunity arose, but those alliances were born out of necessity and always quite brief.

All this to say, between his lack of guidance from adult ghouls, his trauma, and the neurodivergencies he was born with, Phantom has held on to a lot of ghoul kit behaviors.

When he's first summoned and meeting his new pack, everyone is on edge. He's small for a quint, and has a confusing blend of kit and adult behaviors. Once the infirmary ghouls have confirmed he is in fact an adult ghoul who chose of his own volition to respond to the summon, and not in fact a large kit they've accidentally abducted, everyone relaxes a bit.

At first, as they're learning about how Phantom was living for years prior to his summoning, emotions run high. They all hide it well from him, not wanting to frighten or burden him. Even so, there are many late nights in the den spent whispering and weeping as they process the things they learn of Phantom's past.

As time passes though, and Phantom settles in and gets comfier with all of them, the sadness and anger pass. They learn to interpret Phantom's unusual blend of behaviors, and they love him all the more. No one pressures Phantom to change, or tells him that he's doing something wrong. They accept him for who he is, and as long as he's not uncomfortable, embarrassed, or inadvertently harming himself, they're happy.

And oh, how they love their baby bat.

It took a while for Phantom to relax enough around anyone to purr at all, but now it's almost nonstop. Almost anything will set it off, too. Swiss walks into the same room as him? Purring. Mountain puts a hand on his shoulder to keep him still while he reaches over him for something in the kitchen? Purring. Dewdrop says good morning? Purring. When everyone gets together after a long day to cuddle in the den, Phantom's purrs stand out from the rest. He hasn't quite switched from the cooing, nasally purr of a kit into the rumbling, chest purr of an adult. He's slowly working into his chest purr, especially as he spends time cuddling on Mountain, Aether, and Swiss. Their purrs are deepest and most obviously resonating from their chests, making it easier for Phantom to imitate. Regardless of how he sounds, though, a purring Phantom is a happy Phantom is a Phantom getting many kisses.

Phantom is also working on scenting. The first person Phantom ever tried scenting was Dew, and boy was the fire ghoul confused at first. They were cuddled up on the couch, watching Cumulus teach Swiss some new crocheting techniques, when Phantom started headbutting him. To be fair, it was a gentle headbutting, really more bumping his face into Dew's jaw and nuzzling into him each time. Even so, it caught Dew off guard. Luckily, Rain was sitting on the opposite end of the couch and caught Dew's attention before he could react poorly. Dew, unlike Rain, had never really spent much time around ghoul kits, so failed to recognize Phantom's kit-like attempts at scenting. Rain mimed at him frantically until he got the memo and started scenting Phantom back. "Oh, Phantom," Rain chimed in soon after, "You're being such a lovebug for Dew. He likes gentler scenting though, sweetheart, do you want me to show you? Come here, it's my turn!" And of course, Rain instantly had a lapful of cooing, cuddly ghoul to coach, leaving Dew to roll around and be embarrassed over how in love with Phantom he is.

Phantom also kneads a lot more than most adult ghouls. While the others might do a little kneading here and there when they're feeling deeply sleepy and relaxed, Phantom seems to knead whether he's feeling calm or stressed. His most frequent victims are Cumulus, Swiss, Cirrus, and Mountain, and he kneads on whatever body part is closest. Tummies, thighs, arms, Cumulus even lets him get away with kneading on her boobs. He zones out hard when he starts kneading, almost slipping into a trance. They've all had to do a little correcting for Phantom with this behavior, just to show him how to keep his claws from hurting soft skin and to make sure he doesn't squeeze too hard. Sometimes, when he's having trouble being gentle, they'll pass him a stuffie or a pillow to work instead. He seems to knead the most during mass, Papa's chanting and the choral accompaniment relaxing him. Usually it's Mountain who will grab him when he starts getting glassy-eyed, holding him in his lap and letting him knead away at his arm.

Aether and Cirrus have spent a lot of time helping Phantom with his emotional regulation. Once he's feeling safe and secure with his new pack, that no one is going to hurt him if they notice him, he gets a bit too reactive when his emotions run high. When he messes up the same section of a song for the sixth time, he starts yelling and crying. When he slept poorly, he hisses and growls. When he trips down the last couple stairs in front of some siblings, he hides and mopes for hours, crying and skipping meals. Aether and Cirrus help him learn to identify how is body is reacting in a situation, and what emotion goes with it. They help him respond more calmly, so he doesn't hurt or frighten anyone. They teach him coping skills, like deep breathing, or leaving a room, or asking someone for a hug. It's not always easy, but Phantom is diligent and attentive, and with guidance he quickly finds techniques that work for him.

Yeah, idk. Just. I could go on and on. Phantom being a little different from what his new pack is used to and it's okay. It's not his fault. He's so full of love, and he finally gets to share it. He's so full of love, and his pack is thrilled that he shows them in his own way. Ugh. Nobody look at me.

[cumulo-ghoulll]

Ghoul Pack HCs

How they would behave on flights

Dew

Dew is surprisingly well behaved at the airport and on the plane

Usually because Aether's used some of his quintessence on him to mellow him out a bit

Before he actually boards the plane, he's walking round all the duty free shops buying things he definitely doesn't need and absolutely cannot afford

By the time he's on the plane, he's ready to sit down and relax

He's the first to put his bags away and get sat down

He's been banned from sitting next to Swiss as they get too loud together so he usually chooses to sit with Cirrus or Mountain

He prefers just watch a movie to pass the time or help Mountain with his crosswords

He doesn't order plane food but his cabin bag is full of sweets from the duty free shops

Rain

Rain HATES flying with a burning passion

He has anxiety anyway but flying makes it so much worse

He is glued to either Aether or Copia the whole time they're in the airport as he finds the crowds and noise too overwhelming

He's almost always nonverbal during this time too so he'll sign to Aether if he needs anything

By the time he's sat down on the plane he's already chugged two litres of water hoping that having more of his element in him will calm him down

On the plane, he'll sit with his head tucked up into Copia's neck

He finds his heartbeat calming and it helps him relax

He panics every time the plane makes any sort of noise

He's convinced that EVERYTHING is a sign that the plane is either going to fall out of the sky and crash or it's going to blow up or something

If his anxiety gets really bad, Aether uses some quintessence on him to help him sleep

Aether will also do this as Rain gets partially bad pressure headaches when they're flying and he found that the only thing that can get rid of them is Aether's quintessence

Aether

Aether is the most responsible one of the pack so he's often in charge of the passports, boarding passes, money, and case keys

He loves having all those responsibilities as Quints are helpful by nature so he feels proud and fulfilled when Copia puts him in charge of all the important things

Aether remembers every bit of information they could possibly need to make the journey to the plane as smooth as possible

He remembers the gate number, where the gate is, how many bathrooms there are on the way, the closest cafe with the cheapest but best tasting coffee, and exactly what everyone wants to buy from the duty free shops

It does not matter if they're flying out for a show in California or they're on their way back to Sweden, Aether consistently wears a Hawaiian shirt, jorts, and sandals to the airport with absolutely zero exceptions

He prefers an aisle seat but does sometimes take the seat at the emergency door for the extra leg room

Phantom

At first he found airports extremely overwhelming and would take some sleeping pills and have Aether or Mountain carry him around or use as much quintessence on himself as he could without knocking himself unconscious

He loves them now that he's found ways to deal with all the noise

He mostly sticks with Dew, especially when Dew drags him to the duty free shops

Every time they're in an airport, at least one pack member or Copia has a heart attack when Phantom disappears into thin air for the third time in the past hour

He can usually be found crouched next to a power outlet charging his phone

His phone could literally be on 99% and he'd be convinced it's about to die

He loves croissants and always buys enough bags to feed the whole pack twice

By the time he's on the plane he's already eaten them all and is ready to fall into a carb coma

He sleeps the whole way though the flight each time

Mountain

Mountain likes to hang around with the ghoulettes when he's at the airport

When they go to the bathroom, he's in charge of looking after their rings, jackets, bracelets, hats, glasses, and whatever else they need holding

Cumulus' back sore from carrying her rucksack? Mountain will hold it. He'll also drag her case and carry her the whole way through the airport if she asked

Cirrus need someone to keep an eye on her phone as it charges on the floor? Mountain will physically fight anyone who gets too close

Aurora need someone to hold her mirror as she fixes her makeup? Mount will hold and quite literally turn his hands to stone so they don't shake

Sunnie need someone to help her fix her hair? Mountain has already put her hair into french plaits, dutch plaits, spacebuns, a low ponytail, a high ponytail, or somehow managed to give her a perm before she can even finish asking for his help

He doesn't usually eat the food provided on the plane as their vegetarian meals are rarely good

If he doesn't like the food he makes sure the whole pack knows . . . multiple times just in case they forgot how much he didn't like it

He always takes the window seat as he likes how cold the window gets

When be falls asleep, he smushes his face against the window causing him to wake up with some crazy wrinkles on the side of his face

Swiss

He is an absolute nightmare at the airport

Aether actually has to threaten him with his quintessence to behave

He loves joking around at the most serious moments

If he's asked why he's traveling, he'll say that he's seeking revenge, stopping a wedding, an once he literally barked at the security and was almost arrested

Every time he's been frisked he, every time without fail, says 'you could at least buy me a drink first' which again always almost gets him arrested

Every flight without fail Swiss will BEG for a first class upgrade

He'll drag Phantom or Mountain to his side and put on the best performance of his life, informing the flight attendants on how he's flying out for his honeymoon and really wants the flight there to be as magical as possible

Naturally he overdoes it with the theatrics they see straight through his lies

It's never worked and the pack do wonder why he even bothers trying at this point

When he's actually on the plane he has to sit in-between at least one of the more sensible ghouls because he's too loud with some of the others (cough cough - dew and phantom - cough cough)

Cumulus

She always gets dolled up for the airport

No one understands why but she's adamant she needs to look her best in case she sees someone really cute at the airport or on the flight

She constantly takes pictures from the second she leaves the Ministry till the second she returns

He Instagram is never quiet when she's going on a trip

She gets Aether to pick her up to let her get a stronger WiFi connection so her pics will upload faster

She has the most bags out of everyone

And yes she does get Mountain to drag the ones she can't carry while she carries her other ones

Shes a massive aviation nerd and loves planes but is somewhat secretive of it

She tries to calm Rain by explaining what's going on on the inside and outside of the plane

It rarely works but he appreciates the effort

Cumulus passes the time by playing the worst 2000s pop she has and staring out the window like she's in her own little music video

Cirrus

Does not matter if it's day or night, Cirrus only goes to the airport in her pajamas

Her hoodie is always on

She pulls her hood tight so there's a tiny hole for her to see out of

The hood only ever comes down so she can drink her coffee

Her headphones are immediately on before she's even stepped out of her room at the ministry and they don't come off until she is literally just about to step on stage

She is the absolute queen of packing light

The band could be going on tour non stop for a year and she'd only bring a rucksack full of stuff

She never has any idea where she's going and she honestly does not care

She just lets Aether steer her in the right direction the whole way

[chapel-of-rizztual]

Cw: oviposition, tentacles, breeding, med kink

Something something Mountains heats being so intense that the only thing that helps him is being tied to a breeding bench and letting the other ghouls in the ministry run him through. They make a line, they have to to stop them from fighting over him, from smallest to biggest.

Dew goes first. They all watch as Dew struggles to Mount him, growling impatiently. Thankfully Dew never lasts long and his knot never does either, too small to stay locked inside Mountain especially with how wet he is.

Auroras next, eating out Dews load out of him and making him cum with her very skilled tongue. Cumulus goes next, using her equally as skilled fingers to pull another orgasm out of him. Phantom follows, he has the eagerness and grace of a newborn giraffe and, like Dew, struggles to mount him. But that doesn’t stop him. He fucks him twice, growling at Mist when she tries to pull him off but he’s so desperate to get his knot into him. And just like Dew, he can’t get it to stay locked for more than a few minutes.

Mist follows, fucking him with her tentacle for a bit before she can’t take it anymore and pushes four of her eggs into him. That satisfies Mountain for a bit but it doesn’t matter because Rains next and he gets three more eggs pushed into him, along with a load of thick black slimy ink to go with it. He can feel it all dripping out of him and running down his thighs.

Cowbell helps him push them out. Squeezing his tummy from behind and watching as each egg stretches his cunt out before popping out. He pushes a few back in, fucks him with them a little before he’s getting shoved out of the way by Swiss. Swiss fucks him hard and fast, two fingers in his ass because he knows Mountain goes crazy for it. Swiss doesn’t last long, not when Mountain is so wet and sloppy. The barbs on his dick dig into the soft walls of Mountains cunt and lock them together in way that’s so painful it has Mountain cumming over and over.

Zephyr follows Swiss. He’s evil and fucks Mountains ass that Swiss had so nicely prepped for him. He’s uses the this spade of his tail to flick at Mountains clit, making him clench tightly around him. He fucks him slowly, his stamina impeccable. He doesn’t knot him, not with two impatient quintessence ghouls growling behind him. Instead he pulls out and cums across Mountains back, watching as his back muscles move and twitch as his load lands on him.

Second to last is Aether. He kneels down and with one gloved hand probes around his hole. He scoops up some of the mess that had spilled out of him and pushes it back into him. He uses a speculum to stretch him out, watching in awe as as all the cum pours out of him and into the floor below. He takes two of his fingers, pushing them in with the speculum and pokes around at Mountains cervix, telling him how well he’ll breed and ripe and ready he is and that he’s literally perfect to be bred and that his womb is begging to be filled with kits. He watches as Mountains cunt twitches around the speculum and he can feel as his cervix pulses as he cums.

Once Aether is done it’s Omega. The one Mountain had been dreading and hoping for at the same time. He’d once jokingly compared Omega to bull but now that he was pushing into him and stretching him out he doesn’t think it was much of a joke. He folds himself over Mountains back, biting as his neck. He reaches under him so he can grope at Mountains tits, pulling and twisting his nipple while he whispers how good they’ll feel all full and leaking with milk. He tells him how he’s going to breed him, how he’s not letting him go until he can smell his littler in his belly and see him bulging all fat and round with the evidence. He knots him three times, making Mountain beg for it each time, before he’s finally satisfied. And so it Mountain.

Sometime later, Copia wanders into the ghouls den, oblivious to what they’ve been up to and just curious as to where all the ghouls have disappeared to. He walks into the site of a very satisfied and blissed out Mountain, still tied to the breeding bench and several glowing eyes of the ghouls looking at, telling him it’s his turn.

[lilypadlys]

Physical Affection Ghoul Headcanons

Cirrus:

Giving: Massages. Has a masseuse license and everything. Really good at reading her packmates and knowing if they’re in pain or if a good rub down would take the edge off their stress. Her skills a wonderful asset when everyone is sore and tired during tour season

Receiving: Loves just being able to lay with someone. Someone else pulling her into their arms makes her feel like she can give herself permission to rest and just be. It's not doing anything, not needing to be anything, but just being held close that's so wonderful to her.

Cumulus:

Giving: Back rubs and scratches. She keeps her nails long, just glamoured so her talons are more blunt like regular human nails. Gives the best scalp massages too. Sometimes it’s more involved like a back rub while cuddling with someone. Other times she’ll quietly come up to someone while they’re working or talking to someone else and give them a back scratch. Often no words are exchanged. The “I love you” is inherent in the action.

Receiving: Loves having her hair played with. It’s so fluffy and soft and no one can keep their hands out of it for long. Literally will purr so loud. Everybody has learned how to be gentle with it so they're all careful to avoid catching their fingers in snags. After she washes it, the other ghoulettes will descend to help her detangle it and it just feels so nice to have three sets of hands combing through it at once.

Sunshine:

Giving: Very huggy and cuddly. Her first impulse is to hug, almost regardless of the situation. Just very tactile. Everyone loves it cause she’s always so warm.

Receiving: Also loves getting hugs. Loves to sit in another ghoul’s lap or be the little spoon and just wrap his arms around them and smush her face into them. Snuggling into another ghoul is one of the few times she can sit still and not be overwhelmed by her nervous energy.

Aurora:

Giving: Kisses. Smooches everyone on the cheek/lips in the morning and before they go to bed. Makes the taller ghouls bend down for her (she will pout if they don’t). No day is complete without her lip gloss of the day making it onto everyone else.

Receiving: Just wants to be carried like the princess she is. Loves when Aether or Mountain hoist her up on their shoulders or when Cumulus and Swiss bridal carry her. It means she can trust her packmates to support her and not let her fall.

Dewdrop:

Giving: Gentle headbutts. As stoic and Dew seems, he’s actually very playful when he wants to be. A left over habit from his shyer water ghoul days, he still uses headbutts to get attention not unlike a cat.

Receiving: Linking tails. Dew can be touchy about personal space so if he’s not expecting or desiring physical contact, it can ruffle him. He likes physical affection, just on his terms. Someone wrapping their tail around his is a good compromise and from there he can choose to initiate more if he’s up for it.

Rain:

Giving: Scenting. Water ghouls have the most keen noses of all the elements so Rain is constantly burying his face in his packmate’s hair, necks, or chests so their smell will rub off on him. Everyone giggles at how he throws his whole body into nuzzling someone or how he’ll just wrap himself around another ghoul when cuddling.

Receiving: Holding hands. Like otters, water ghoul packs will hold hands and link tails to keep from losing each other when they sleep or when the already tumultuous waters of the pits become even more violent. Especially when weaving through the chaotic backstage of venues, at least one ghoul makes a point of grabbing Rain’s hand; making them both feel a bit more grounded.

Mountain:

Giving: Loves to give forehead kisses. He also likes to hug his pack mates from behind and rest his chin between their horns. He’ll ask what they're up to, and they’ll giggle at how the sound of his voice rumbles through his chest.

Receiving: Absolutely weak for scalp scritches. Literally becomes putty. He doesn’t often get them casually because he’s so tall. Cumulus and Aether make a point of playing with his hair when they cuddle and everyone else is happy to if he asks.

Aether:

Giving: Kisses and hair tousles. Rain, Phantom, Sunshine, Swiss and Aurora like having their hair ruffled. For Mountain, Cirrus, Cumulus, and Dew, he opts for forehead kisses.

Receiving: Likes being laid on and used as a pillow. Absolutely adores when his packmates fall asleep when cuddling with him. He’s glad he makes them feel safe. His favorite is when they fall asleep laying on his chest because they end up acting like adorable purry weighted blankets. He also likes when they knead at his stomach as they get comfortable because it’s so cute.

Swiss:

Giving: Playful swats and love bites. All meant lovingly of course. It's not uncommon for him to whack his packmate’s asses with his tail or for them to sport hickies from him from little love bites he’ll give, just cause. They all adore it and laugh about it.

Receiving: Hugs. Bro just needs to be held sometimes. Because of his cheery front, he’s often the one holding the others but he craves that affection just the same. He’s getting better about asking for hugs when he needs them.

Phantom:

Giving: He learned about giving headbutts as affection from Dew. Unfortunately he all but throws his whole weight into bashing his skull into you. First time he did it to Swiss, the multi ghoul thought he wanted to play fight, not cuddle. Everyone lets him do it because they find it endearing, but they all wonder if he’s ever gonna accidentally concuss himself.

Receiving: Straight from the pit, Phantom would take whatever he could get. Topside, he’s finding out about all the wonderful ways of showing affection. His favorite probably has to be whole pack cuddle piles. Being surrounded by warm purring bodies feels so safe and comforting.

[artificialmoth]

Pointing at you

Gimmie Phantom/Ifrit propaganda. Right neow. NnEEOWOWOOWOWOW!!!! IN MY HAND!!!!!!!!!!!

YEAAA im always ready for phantom/ifrit propaganda :3

Phantom's the pretty new ghoul & Ifrit's been round for a while. He's part of the unofficial welcoming committee, he takes a LOT of pride in being the one to welcome new ghouls into the Abbey. He loves his job in welcoming any new ghouls, be it new summons or transfers.

but he ESPECIALLY liked welcoming Phantom. Phantom hadn't been summoned before, and as the most eager ghoul, Ifrit was tasked with showing Phantom the ropes of living up-top. He oversaw anything Aether couldn't do - stepped in if Aether was pulled away, or wasn't able to clear his busy schedule.

They got close, and fast. Ifrit's less of a mentor and more of a friend, he loves sneaking Phantom out to go to the nearest town, as Ifrit's one of few ghouls trusted with a fake license and unrestricted car access.

They're SO close you'd think they knew each other in the Pits or something, but really its bc of how good Ifrit is at disarming people. He's insanely charming, and already plenty kind. Its beyond easy to trust him!

He helps Phantom with guitar, and his blocking and overall stage presence. Likewise, Phantom shows him the easier ways to break into Mounty's stash without him knowing, and they spend PLENTY of nights tangled together, high as all hell.

When Phantom leaves for tour, its a bit emotional. Not only are they leaving his formal mentor, Aether, but he's gotten SO close with Ifrit. Dancing around some deeper feelings - Phantom wasn't sure how to make a move on a ghoul like Ifrit, part of him doesnt feel like hes deserving of Ifrit's love, and Ifrit not wanting to make a move on Phantom bc he doesn't want to start anything before Phantom has to leave.

Ultimately, mid-tour, Ifrit and Aether sneak to attend a show bc Dew wasn't doing so hot and Ifrit could tell Phantom was starting to really feel it, too. Nothing Ifrit and Aether did could've ever prepared Phantom for tour, frankly.

They got to watch rather than play, admiring their ghouls on stage. It was all coordinated, so they'd be backstage when the ghouls + papa would be finishing up the encore.

Everyone expected Dew's reaction - very much angry-happy, tackling Aether and practically climbing him in his excitement.

NO ONE expected Phantom to do the same. Dropped everything and RAN to Ifrit. And, naturally, Ifrit caught him. Twirled him around and squeezed him nice and close. Phantom started crying right away, mask still on. Ifrit had to help him get it and his balaclava off so he could breathe, and Phantom didn't even hesitate when he grabbed Ifrit and pulled him into a kiss.

Everyone teases them for their first kiss, just lightly. Its perfect, and they both like to talk about it. Ifrits a bit more dramatic about it, acting like Phantom dipped him low and kissed him. But really, Ifrit was holding Phantom up and didn't expect it.

theres definitely a picture of how ifrit looked after. naturally.

[forlorn-crows]

Crowy dearie my mind is a MESS with this idea. But aether is definitely uncut and has a thing for docking. He’ll take turns with mountain or he’ll completely cover dew or or or HHHHHHHHHHH

jhnfnf. oh you know he does. especially when its over dew's little tdick. fits perfectly under there, doesn't it?

docking, transmasc dew, a little bit of knotting, and a little bit of daddy aether under the cut >:)

(based on this post from all the way back in november)

It’s maddening. Over and back, over and back. Foreskin kissing the pulled-back hood on every stroke, and every stroke as slow and sensitive as the last. He could cum like this. Cover Dew’s little dick in creamy white and hold it there within his skin until they both shake from it. 

“A-Aethe,” Dew begs, “you’re driving me crazy.” The swollen head of his cock kicks against Aether’s slit, and the bigger ghoul nearly doubles over. “A little—fuck—faster, just a little, ‘m right there.”

Their fingers touch as Aether really stretches it past the mushroom tip, covering him fully. Dew sighs the quietest uh he thinks he’s ever heard, and it takes everything in him not to slide right between those wet folds and sheathe himself inside. 

“Gods, it’s so soft,” he groans. Over and back. Holding again. “Fuck, could just—” He pinches the skin between thumb and forefinger, rolling it around the little shaft. “Oh—”

“—shitshitshit.” Dew clutches the quint’s forearm and arches into it. Head tossing back and forth, eyes fluttering, struggling to stay open. “Yes, keep-uh huh—”

“Just like that?” Aether breathes. He’s so stiff, veins along his length just plump with blood; but Dew has to cum first, has to.

“Please,” he wheezes. “Fuck,” he grits through his teeth, “gonna cum, you’re gonna make me . . . oh—” His feet start to kick, toes curling into the back of Aether’s shins, and his face and gaze start to go dumb, lax. Little chest blooming with the rosiest heat. But his hands are gripping tight as ever, tendons popping, nails digging into Aether’s arm, and that’s when he knows to push him over the edge.

“There you go, cum inside it,” he groans. “Wanna feel it throb, wanna see how wet this makes you.” He doubles down on the pressure, using his foreskin like a makeshift cocksleeve, but so much more slippery and squishy-soft. Caressing in all the delicate places. The slight jerking of his fingers is what does it, wrenching from the fire ghoul a wounded, lowing sound. Aether fighting to keep his little dick sheathed inside as he bucks and twitches, watching with rapt attention as his entrance clenches around nothing. Slick nearly opaque as it slides towards his hole. 

“Hah. A-Aethe. Fuck,” Dew huffs. His hips eventually settle, but his dick still pulses against his slit; Aether can feel it jump between his fingers, nudging right against the opening, and for a split second he wishes he could shove it right in. The urge has him fumbling for the base of his cock, gripping hard so he doesn’t just bust right then.

“Shit, you feel so good,” he whines, squeezing his eyes shut and tossing his head back. 

Dew whimpers and tugs on his forearm, urging him back down. “Not yet, inside, you gotta—”

Aether’s growling and flipping the fire ghoul over before he can even babble for more, pressing his belly to the mattress and knocking his knees apart. Dynamic switching in an instant and he doesn’t care in the slightest. 

“Gonna squeeze my dick like I squeezed yours?” Dew only responds with a muffled fuck! into the mattress, letting Aether rub his over-sensitive head through his folds and pressing his ass back in encouragement. “Yeah, baby boy? Lemme hear you.” The quint ghoul grabs a handful of that long, ashen hair and pulls. Lithe body folding back on itself to arch even deeper.

“Shit,” the fire ghoul half laughs, half keens. Tail twitching up to expose himself more. “Lucifer.”

Aether hums, lining up. “You like that?” He twists the hand in his hair a little more, just enough to make Dew jolt and yip. 

“Fuck, Daddy, please,” he wheezes without a second thought. 

Aether thrusts in so fast it’s an unholy miracle he even makes it in.

“Gonna fill you up so good,” he grunts into Dew’s neck once he folds himself over his back. “Fuck, got me so sensitive already, firefly.”

He can feel every ridge, every press of his head to that place deep inside, foreskin drawn completely back now as he pumps in and out. Dew shakes under his touch, craning and arching for more with every stroke. Letting Aether take what he wants, how he wants.

“That’s it,” Aether praises. “Gonna look so good on my knot.” He grips the fire ghoul’s throat with one hand and reaches down with the other to flick at his swollen dick. He grinds in hard, full, fuzzy balls grazing the tips of his own fingers. The hand on Dew’s neck tightens.

Dew lets loose a string of reedy ah ah ah’s, sounds that are like candy to Aether; once he gets some, he wants more. So he thrusts harder, jerks him faster. And in no time, the little ghoul starts to pulse around him, crying out yes and please and close.

Aether’s close too. Can feel the swell of that bulb at the base of his cock, looking for something to clamp around it.

“Gonna cum on my knot?” he asks gruffly. “Want Daddy to make you feel good?” Dew can only nod with bitten-lip, whimpering when the edge of his knot presses against his entrance. “Good boy, so fucking good for me, love.”

Aether grips him hard at the waist and grinds in, spreading and stretching until his wet walls beg to swallow it whole. That’s when he speeds his hand, focusing right at the place the little head peeks out from the hood. Precise. Devastating. 

“Oh no,” Dew sobs. “Push it in, push it—gonna—oh fuck.”

And when he does, the effect is immediate; the fire ghoul cries out, cunt squeezing around Aether as a gush of fluid splashes the front of his balls and squirts onto the sheets. Body going rigid under Aether’s hands. It only takes a few more squeezes before the quintessence ghoul is cumming too, groaning as he fills that slender body with everything he’s got. 

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[palesweetsdeer]

after reading the thingy about swiss being smart and when he’s eh… “not so smart”, do you have any hc’s about dew or aether? the way you write the ghouls is so, so interesting. love the pack mentality and animalistic traits they’ve got <3

oooookay! Let’s get right into this:

Dew: Dew I write as someone very unpredictable. I try to portray him as a little shit that doesn’t really have a sense of consequences. He just fucks around and waits to find out. Or doesn’t wait, and is then surprised when something he does actually leads to something. Like in my ‘Rain getting railed’ ficlet, where he’s surprised that Rain actually wanted to fuck him even though he was the one to ‘initiate’ things. He’s a bit reckless and stubborn and when things don’t go his way he’s easily annoyed or slips into a very bitchy demeanour. He speaks with a Slavic accent, just because I think it would be funny if he talked like Miette (see an older post of mine). He’s very emotional but in the sense that he can’t really control his emotions. Ever since transitioning to fire he’s had problems regulating his feelings which leads to violent outbursts of anger, horniness or sadness. Especially when he’s nearing his rut.

Aether: Aether is one of the most dominant pack members but not for the same reason Alpha or Omega are. He’s not really imposing but he knows how to care for everyone and that’s just as important as strength in ghoul swarms. He has compassion and an insight to people’s feelings, be it because of his Quintessence or because of personal experience, nobody really knows. He’s a soothing and comfortable presence and usually takes care of the younglings or those in need of comfort (see my ‘Copia is lonely’ and ‘the ghouls go hunting’ ficlets, where he explains shit and leads people through their emotions). He’s a very reliable and sweet person, described by Copia as ‘an angel in a demon’s body’. I write him this way because although he’s very silly on stage I also get the feeling that the other ghouls like to be around and interact with him. E.g Rain willingly playing ‘Sweet Home Alabama’ with him, or the ghoulettes providing every piano tone he needs. He’s like a gentle glue that keeps the swarm dynamic flowing

[halexxsam]

Mushy May: Day 11 - Sitting on their Lap

thanks to @forlorn-crows for mushy may! Calendar here. Divider from @wrathofrats.

words: 688

characters: perpetua/ghouls

They were already running behind schedule. Problems with the venue caused the show start time to be delayed by almost an hour, technical problems all throughout the show, and a very close call with one of the stage props. This show was terrible. Mountain even snapped one of his sticks without even trying. 

Finally, the show was over and the ghouls were dead set on getting out of their costumes and back onto their tour bus. Everything was well, until there was a knock on their door. 

“It’s just me,” Perpetua said, opening the door and peeking his head in. He shut the door and smoothed his jacket down with his hands. He was still in his costume. “We have another problem.” 

All the ghouls groaned, Dew’s tail speeding up. “What is it now?”

Papa grimaced, almost afraid to share the news. “Apparently, our tour bus was not allowed to park in the lot, so it's a few blocks away.” He paused, the ghouls started to growl at the idea that they would have to carry all their bags and walk to the bus. “But, the venue has offered to lend us a smaller van to get over there.” 

They could manage with that, right? No. 

The “van” was more like a minivan. Could comfortably fit four adults, maybe five kids. Definitely not eight people, let alone a pack of ghouls. Papa sighed, “It’s only about a five minute drive, we can just squish together.” He said, trying to lighten the mood. Dewdrop was about to throw a fit, but when he looked at Perpetua, he could tell the man was beyond tired. He dropped it. 

Mountain climbed in first, taking a seat in the far back. Swiss followed him, taking the seat in the middle, with Phantom finishing off the row. Cirrus and Aurora crowded in the row in front of them, along with Rain. With his boot, Dewdrop was given the front passenger seat. That left Perpetua. He had finally finished talking with all the venue staff when he turned to the van, noticing not a single seat left. He sighed again, shoulders falling. 

“Uh, I guess I can see if the venue will lend another van, or maybe a car.” He mumbled, shuffling his feet. 

“Nonsense, come on. We are all tired.” Swiss hollered. 

“As much as I’d love too, Swiss, I can’t sit on the roof. I’ll just have to wait.” 

Dewdrop sighed, throwing his backpack that was previously on his lap in the back of the van. It was his pack’s problem now. “Come on,” He said, patting his lap. “I swear I’m not as breakable as I look. Aether used to sit on me all the time.” 

Perpetua just stood there, mouth agape. Sitting on one of the ghouls' lap? Especially when they were still so loyal to his brother? He didn’t like that, but he was just so tired and overwhelmed. He wanted a hot shower and a bed. Fuck it. 

“Okay, okay. Uh, alright. I’m coming, then.” He stuttered out, walking towards the passenger side and grabbing hold of the doorframe, stepping into the van and turning to sit in the fire ghouls lap, being careful of his foot. 

Dew smiled, his warm hands coming up to hold Perpetua by the hips, causing him to gasp. “Sorry, I run a bit warm. And there isn’t a second seatbelt, so.” 

Perpetua just nodded, hands folding in his lap. He held most of his weight in his legs, still afraid of crushing the ghoul under him. Dewdrop wouldn’t have that. He pulled the man back a bit more, causing him to lose his balance a bit. “There you go, c’mon. We all know you’re tired. Just relax, I can take it, promise.” 

The man made an odd sound, something between a squeal and a whimper. The ghouls just chuffed at him. By the time they made it back to their own bus, Perpetua was missing the warmth of the ghoul already. Maybe if he pretended to fall asleep, Mountain or Swiss might just have to carry him to his bunk.

[moronwithoutmo]

Dewdrop x Mountain

My first Ghost smut ficlet! I wrote this with my own ghoul designs in mind. You can check that art out on my profile :3

"Early Days" M/M, dew/mountain, implied/referenced dew/aether and mountain/aether, anal fingering, handjob, size difference, first kiss, first time together

link to the fic on ao3

18+ content below the cut!!!

This fic is set in the first few months after Dew, Aether, and Ifrit join the band. Ivy has just left and is soon replaced by Mountain. Dewdrop is immediately dumbstruck by this tall, quiet demon. He finds him devilishly handsome and loves the way he plays drums. They click musically immediately, playing together with ease (and Aether too). Dew is developing a crush, and each time Mountain opens up or he learns a little more about him, he falls harder. Mountain finds Dew energetic and chatty, but with a raging temper, both like a tempest and a flame. As such a reserved person himself, Mountain admires Dew's tenacity and enjoys being around him. He especially loves playing with him; Their musical chemistry is beyond compare. Mountain also enjoys watching their fellow band mate Aether exploring playing with Dew. Mountain can tell these people are going to be an important part of his life.

I wanted to explore the first time Dew and Mountain have a romantic/sexual encounter. Dew has been wanting to jump Mountains bones and climb him like a tree for months, but he hasn't wanted to push his reserved friend's boundaries. Despite becoming closer, there was still so much they didn't know about each other. Dew had a feeling Mountain was open to anything romantically, but he wasn't sure how the other demon felt about relationships with band members. He knew Papa doesn't care (in fact, he encouraged it), but Dew really didn't want to mess this up or make it awkward. He's already explored quite a few things with Aether sexually and found they were very compatible (Satan, that dick...) Also note, this is before Dew's elemental transition.

After a late practice session one night the other ghouls are packing up and heading to their rooms in the abbey, but Dew lingers when he sees Mountain making no move to vacate. He initially stays to make sure his friend was alright, but soon realizes this might be a chance to ask him about his preferences on neutral ground. Somewhere he could escape the conversation easily.

Dew starts casual chit chat about life outside of band activities (not much for either of them), and slips in a comment about him and Aether. That perks up mountains fluffy ears, and he cut his eyes over to Dew questioningly, "You're dating him?"

"Nah, we're just fucking. Besides neither of us really like exclusivity anyway." Dew says as he watches Mountain carefully hoping to catch any micro-reactions from the man. He sees a crease in his brow and then a small smile.

"I'm.. relieved to hear I'm not the only one of us who is polyamorous, or- if that's what you meant?" Mountain stumbles through his question.

Dew chuckles and smiles back, "No, you've got it right. Although I'm sure it's a bit different for each of us."

"So you aren't bothered by having a relationship with a coworker?"

"Oh no, that kind of stuff doesn't get to me. Papa practically begs us to breed after every performance anyway. I'm comfortable whenever my partner is." Dewdrop explains.

"That he does!' Mountain laughs, Dew loves it. "I feel the same way as you. As long as my partner is happy, I'm good to go."

Dew knows this is it, He should make a move now. His heart speeds up and his dark eyes grow starry as he steps toward Mountain. There he sits behind the drum kit confidently, knowing he belongs. Comfort radiates from his posture and Dew feels his pants tighten around him. Satan, he's pathetic. He stops just in reach of Mountain, just staring at him in awe.

The Earth Ghoul reaches at a hand and rests it on Dew's wrist before asking, “Are you comfortable with this happening?”

Dew lets out a burst of air as a wry laugh, "Baby, you don't know now many times I've imagined us doing things like this, and worse."

Mountain smiles wider and says "Well then, after tonight, you'll have to show me what worse is sometime," as he lays a large, gentle hand on Dew's neck to reach his lips. As they share their first kiss, Dew lets out a moan from Mountain’s words. This is nothing like he imagined. It's infinitely better, Richer, more real. Mountain is gentle, his kiss is soft and gritty simultaneously, and warm, earthy breath hangs between them. Dew clambers into Mountain's lap in the stool. Dew whines when he fits easily, supported fully by the vast expanse of Mountains' thighs. They kiss and they kiss and kiss. Out of all the advantages that come with being a demon, not needing to breathe is Dew's favorite at this moment. The kiss they share is sinful, Lust so powerful they could fuel the fires of Hell for weeks. The union between them is for the dark lord, and for them in their greed. Dew instinctively grinds his ass down into Mountain's thigh. He adores this big demon. He relishes lovers with endless amounts of skin to discover. Another reason he loves being with Aether. What the ghoul lacks vertically, he makes up for in muscle and fat. Mountain, however, is pure height and craggy angles. Dew wants to scale him and jump off, only to be caught by his gentle hands, which are now caressing his sides gently, lifting up the hem of his t-shirt. The cool, stale air of the abbey basement reaches Dew's lower back and he shivers. The area is soon covered by Mountain's warm hands as they slip into the band of Dew's sweats. They squeeze the base of his tail and then his supple ass, and Dew let's a wrecked moan separating them from their minutes-long kiss.

Dew jokes breathlessly," Did Aether tell you I liked that?"

Mountain breathes heavily and smiles, "No, it just seemed the right thing to do." Dew squeaks and buries his face into the tall Ghoul's chest, mumbling something about not being able to be more perfect.

Mountain lets out an amused breath through his nose before slipping the water ghoul's pants over his ass fully, letting them rest on top of Dew's thighs, "Commando huh?"

"Don't judge me, I hate underwear. It's restrictive."

"I definitely won't be thinking about that during the next show." Mountain says sarcastically, need slipping through his tone.

Dew whines and bucks his hips at that thought, "Please, Mountain..." he screws his eyes shut against the other man's shirt. Mountain decides not to tease the desperate man lying against him and circles his fingers experimentally over Dew's hole, and finds it dripping wet, "Woah, you prepared yourself before?"

Dew groans and shakes his head, face heating up, "No no, it's an elemental thing..."

Mountain's eyebrows shoot up, "Interesting..." he shakes his head softly before slipping two whole fingers into Dew steadily, Dew keens and bucks back against Mountain's hand.

"Ohh fuck, Mountain," Dew groans.

"What do you need?"

Dew takes a second to respond, caught up in sensation, "Mm-more," is all he's able to struggle out. Where his mouth is inactive his hands are not. He snakes one between their bodies and presses into Mountain's hard-on through his shorts. Mountain groans and his eyelids flutter, causing his fingers to falter inside of Dew’s wetness. When he adjusts to the sudden feeling on his groin, Mountain presses a third finger inside Dew. The water ghoul yells, the sound echoing through the large chamber. Dew is embarrassingly close to climax after that and he desperately shoves his hand into Mountain's shorts, clumsily squeezing his throbbing cock. Mountain moans Dew's name into his long hair, his other hand resting heavily on Dew's back. Dew sobs as he presses onto Mountain's thick fingers as they massage his prostate.

"Mmmmountain..." Dew slurs, drooling on Mountain's sweaty shirt and continuing to stroke his dick. Mountain strains desperately against Dew's slim hand, gritting his teeth trying to hold off his release. He quickens his pace fingering Dew, knowing he can't hold out for much longer. The shorter man tenses his body as his stomach tightens under the growing pressure of on orgasm.

Dew continues moaning Mountain's name and squeezing his cock as he comes in the front of his sweatpants. Pleasure wracks his body, tremors running through him. Mountain follows soon after, releasing all over Dew's hand and his own boxers. Dew lays panting against Mountain as the Earth Ghoul's climax runs its course. Mountain lets out a weak grunt as he finishes, slumping against Dew.

A few moments of sated silence pass before Dew laughs into Mountain's neck and kisses him there. Mountain smiles softly and holds Dew closer, supporting his weight.

"Wow." Mountain breathes out.

Dew laughs before agreeing "Yeah, baby. Wow.” He cuddles closer to Mountain, growing sleepier by the second. "Thanks for that."

"My pleasure," Mountain jokes. "You want to head to bed?" Dew nods and slips off mountain with shaky legs. He winces at his sticky pants and pulls them completely off. Mountain's eyes widen, taking in Dew's sculpted, perfect legs. He feels blood swell in his cock once again, beginning to harden so soon after release. Dew yawns and stretches, shoots a smile of Mountain, and saunters towards the door.

"Night, baby~" He sings as he slips out into the hallway, presumably off to his room. Mountain sits there for a moment, mouth open. He's about to get up and begin cleaning when Aether pops his head in the door.

He laughs light-heartedly and reassures Mountain, "Don't worry, he's just too excited to share a bed right after the first time."

Mountain smiles small; he understands completely. Aether glances down at him sitting behind the drums, half-hard cock hanging out of his come-covered shorts.

"You have fun? Took you two long enough. Dew's been pining for about as long as you're been here." Aether chuckles and grins salaciously, "And, Uh, let me extend my own offer if you're ever interested."

Mountain stands and adjusts himself and his shorts before looking up to address the quintessence Ghoul , "I'd be remiss to turn you down, Aether. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to take a cold shower." He and Aether turn the lights off and walk down to the dorms together until they reach Mountain's room. They had just replaced the old placard that said Ivy with a shiny new one with his own name. He hopes to see it dusty and dull someday. He bids Aether goodnight and steps into the room he was quickly learning to call home.

[imperhine-deactivated20241019]

get lost.

aughsuhdh apologies for my sudden disappearance! i forgot how to write and how to characterize the ghouls... hopefully you guys would still like this somewhat.

ghouls featured: aether, cirrus, dewdrop/sodo, swiss

for the sake of continuity, let's say that this is the situation: someone approaches you and the ghouls start to get jealous. you deny any advances, and the person gets more aggressive. the ghouls step in.

warnings for: boundaries crossed (nothing graphic), more protectiveness and less possessiveness, a little bit of ghoul violence <3

+ the party went by smoothly, for the most part anyway. you've went around the place, stopping by to talk to a few people and small groups. you end up at the bar, leaning against the table. you catch a pair of unwanted eyes. you do your best to hide how your eyebrows furrow as you politely decline their offers to buy you a drink or take you someplace else.

+ their voice is bit louder and rougher, they take a step towards you. the interaction catches more attention as the person's actions become more aggressive. out of the corner your eye you see your ghoul approaching.

aether

- something about aether just makes him very good about feeling things out

- he takes steady steps towards you and the guy

- aether's purple gaze is almost striking as he stares them down

- he's right beside you. he trusts that you can take this one down (be that verbally or else) but he's letting you know that he's got your back

- "i think they've made themself clear. and it seems like your best option now is to go.

- that usual warm energy from him is replaced with something immovable. a threat unsaid, especially with how much force was put on that last word

- and if that person had eyes, they best back away.

- after that exchange, aether checks up on you

- he rubs your back and doesn't dwell much on that creep, instead focusing on you

- but if you ask, he's more than happy to teach them a lesson

cirrus

- cirrus is very protective, definitely

- so when she notices? she's infront of you, no questions asked

- you didn't even feel her move, just the slight gust of air

- cirrus has a sharp expression as she rests her hand on her hip

- there are little wisps that blow strands of her hair

- "hey you. what made you think that you had the right to run your mouth like that?"

- when an argument arises, cirrus punctuated her words with her tail. it slapped on the ground, sounding almost like whip that's been cracked

- that silences them quick

- if anything happens, cirrus will not have been the one to start it. but she'll counter hard. even with fabulous nails (claws).

- might have left a scar too. she will neither confirm nor deny

- she'll turn back to you as if she just swatted a fly

- "apologies, darling. but they won't be bothering you ever again. did you get hurt?"

- cirrus takes your hand and presses a kiss to your wrist

- she asks what you want to do next. she's happy to keep you distracted with a dance but won't mind if you want to go home. she'll pamper you <3

dewdrop

- he will throw hands

- his eyebrows are furrowed, he purposefully bumps against the person's shoulder

- dew's hand is protectively hovering in front of you

- "back off, shithead." he half growls

- dewdrop saw the way they talked and cornered you, he is not letting that slide

- he'll make sure to bruise that fucker in some way, drawing blood

- he looks at them with so much disgust once they scurry away. he wipes his claws and shakes it

- he sighs but it turns into a sheepish smile when facing you

- "sorry 'bout that... i couldn't help it. but more importantly, are you okay?"

- he tends to you and gives you anything you need

- dew is a little more cuddly afterwards, head rubbing against you adorably. he reminds you of a cat

- probably wants the smell of everyone else gone off you

swiss

- oh you just know that swiss always has his eyes on you

- for many reasons, but mostly because he thinks that you're eye candy

- the moment he notices something is off, he's immediately coming closer

- swiss lingers behind you, carefully eyeing them

- his hand wrapped around your waist

- swiss makes a clear sign that you're taken by the way he holds you

- "they said no." he says, annoyed. "now why don't you take your bullshit somewhere else?"

- swiss is ready to jump and fight as soon as they take a step closer

- will break their knees if needed

- but swiss will do his best to limit anything, as he wants your discomfort to end fast

- swiss clicks his tongue as they leave, eyes still glowing

- he holds your face as he moves a little closer to you

- "don't worry, i'm here for you. do you want me to... handle them later?"

- he says jokingly, but you know that you can answer and he will

- swiss kisses you on the nose

- he's more than happy to provide anything you need, kisses and comfort included. wanna order dessert? sure! cuddle? he's immediately going home and pulling you into his lap.

[another-sister-of-sin]

I started planning out things for the Volunteer!reader fic, and I thought they would make a good headcanon post

so you get to read the way my brain processes things a bit

here's some stuff about the ghouls!

Primo’s ghouls, void guys, shadow ghouls. still elemental though

Maybe it's the easiest type of ghoul to summon., because they were the "first" after not being summoned since the 60s

Not seen very often, but most commonly found actually in the shadows.

Helpers in the greenhouse, really only talk if spoken too

Most gentle compared to the rest of the ghouls

Found out one of them is named chain

We still got alpha and omega/quintessence

Aero, crust, then lake. Thats so cute

they ghouls tend to take on the personalities of their Papa's

Secondo’s ghouls.

I just found a pic of secondo giving the ghoul masks, and ive never seen it before i love it

I think they’re the scariest of all the eras of ghouls

These guys will speak ‘out of turn’ but like only if the need to tell you something or they think you’re doing something wrong

We get one more name for now

Oh my god i never knew of some of these names, but i love them

We got old ghouls plus river now

Holy shit i just remembered special ghoul

He’s just around, not tethered to a papa, just summoned for some reason. Maybe for sister imperator for paperwork n stuff

Thank you Onyx the Fortuitous for giving him the name Phil

Kinda silly guy

likes using the paper shredder the most

Ok Terzo, now getting more names

Alpha, omega, delta, pebble, mist, ivy, ifrit, zephyr/chAir, now aether

My god

So many

More personality coming from these guys, taking after terzo

These guys will talk freely, more comfortable around people compared to the others

Still more mature than copia’s ghouls though

Speaking of copia

We got dew/sodo, rain, cumulus, cirrus, mountain, phantom, swiss, and aurora

They weren’t quite used to him after the change from terzo to copia so suddenly, but they took to him really well, especially when the summoned the two new ghouls

So far they’re the most comfortable around humans n people

Phantom and Aurora got summoned way later, so they still have more animalistic tendencies than the rest, because they’re not as ‘desensitized’ to being around humans

they get along with reader the best, mainly because they're closer in "age" (or whatever the ghoul equivalent of being in their 20s is)

i see the rest of copia's ghouls like in their 30s and 40s because they were part of the other Papa's band

the other ghouls acted more like a hive mind, especially Primo and Secondo's ghouls, but the more time went on, the more individuality they gained.

especially when the newer summoned ones learned from the previous ones.

[cumulo-ghoulll]

Ghoul Pack HCs

For a period of time in the late summer, all ghouls and ghoulettes are locked out of all the buildings on the grounds and are forced into the elemental habitat. This is hunting season. It affects every ghoul, making them almost feral, revert back to walking on all fours, and extremely dangerous to anyone who is not another ghoul. On one occasion, Secondo was attacked after refusing to let his ghouls out. He wasn't severely injured but he now has a large scar on his left bicep where he'd been clawed. Copia is more than happy to let them out and usually sends them out a day early after feeding them well in case they don't make any catches.

Dew is usually the first to Turn. He is extremely territorial and one of the only ghouls who do not hunt in a group. He seems to be a bit of a scavenger, getting into fights with the others if they haven't left any food for him. He's often seen circling the doors of the ministry, trying to lure someone out. Apparently, he forgets the lectures given to the siblings and Papas, reminding them not to go outside. Even though he shouldn't, Copia feels a bit bad for his futile efforts and sometimes throws a raw chicken or two out a window for Dew to take.

Rain usually takes himself off to the pond at least a week before Turning to move his koi carp to a tank inside. After Turning, he hunts both on land and in water. His serrated teeth make it extremely easy for him to catch and keep hold of any prey, especially fish. If he eats everything he can in his pond, he usually goes and hunts with Mountain or Swiss. Rain's the least aggressive of all the ghouls and ghoulettes, preferring only small or medium sized prey and avoiding any form of conflict. On one occasion, a Sibling had gone outside to send over some paperwork to a different building, Rain had gotten a bit too close for the siblings liking and was scared off by a few loud claps and shouts.

Mountain is one of the most aggressive ghouls during hunting season. He attacks almost anything that moves. Although his antlers seem to suggest he'd be a herbivore and a lot more docile, Mountain often hunts quite large prey. Elk or moose are released prior to Mountain being sent out. By the end of the season, almost all of them are eaten. He prefers to hunt with a few others, especially Rain and Swiss. Mountain is the one the clergy is told to keep an eye out for as he is extremely hard to scare off if he gets too close. He rarely comes out of the woods however, so it's very rare for him to attack anyone away from the woods' border. Mountain also requires a lot of care at the end of the season as his morals while Turned contradicts his usual morals. Any carcasses have to be disposed of, any surviving elk or moose are released into a different woodland, and Rain uses his elemental powers to naturally wash away any blood.

Swiss hunts with anyone who'll have him. Unlike the rest of the pack, Swiss is extremely good at mimicking different animal calls which makes him extremely useful in pack hunts. Roll calls are made twice daily back in the ministry as Swiss occasionally imitates human screams, hoping to lure people out. He's also an excellent climber and enjoys hunting birds in particular. He's been seen play fighting Dew when they get near each other and Copia always takes the opportunity to take pictures of them.

Aether and Phantom are some of the hardest ghouls to keep out as well as being the most dangerous. Quint ghouls hunt in the shadows so are extremely hard to spot. During hunting season, all the lights are kept on inside the buildings and candles are handed out to anyone who needs them. Quint ghouls are also the hardest to protect yourself from as they literally drain and devour the soul out of their victims. They also work very closely with the ghoulettes. The Quints feed on anything living so don't require any support like Mountain or Dew. Phantom finds it hard to kill anything and Aether has to often convince him to drain a spider. Phantom is almost always starving at the end of the season as he eats very little during it. Copia makes sure there's food waiting for him in his room when he returns.

The ghoulettes are just about as hard to protect yourself from as quints. They suffocate their prey almost immediately. However, it could be argued that they have the most humane way of killing their prey. There's never been any ghoulette attacks though so people tend not to be as cautious of them. They prefer small animals like hares and rabbits but will also help catch prey on pack hunts. The ghoulettes hunt together anyway and rarely hunt alone. They also work with quints a lot as they both hunt in similar ways.

The hunting season lasts around two weeks but the pack makes their way back inside in their own time. It takes a lot of them a little while to go back to walking upright and talking. They're also given an extra week off all work (which annoys Aether as he tries to convince everyone he's fine to go back to work the day after). The pack usually just relaxes in the den and have very long naps.

[miasmaghoul]

miasma would luv to hear ur thoughts on ghoul bush if you have any and would like to share

Of COURSE I have thoughts about ghoul bush! Here, have some body hair headcanons.

Aeon - doesn't have much in the way of body hair, but does have a neat little bush that he keeps well manicured. likes the way it looks when he's soft especially. there's one little white patch near his thin happy trail, just like the one between his horns. has no preference on the bush status of his partners, he's just happy to be down there.

Aether - hairy all over, but not densely so. more like a nice layer of fuzz everywhere. he trims around his dick, but leaves his balls the way they are. (they're so sensitive, having them bare would be just terrible). also doesn't have a preference when it comes to his partners, but really loves when anyone asks him to shave it for them.

Alpha - hairiest on his arms and lower legs, with a patch on his chest and a relatively sparse bush. he keeps it shaved short to make his dick look bigger. does NOT like hair on his partners and WILL be an ass about it.

Aurora - hates the feel of having body hair and waxes regularly. it grows in soft and light, she just really doesn't like it. she's tried leaving a little decorative patch between her legs, but it just made her itchy. while she prefers being bare herself, she really enjoys nuzzling up against a nice full bush every now and again.

Cirrus - her hair grows in dark and silky, and she does not shave any of it unless someone is doing it for her. it's a dominance thing. she especially loves the way her bush looks in just a pair of panties or bikini bottoms. if she's going down on someone, she does prefer they at least be trimmed as she really doesn't like getting hair in her teeth.

Cumulus - her hair also grows in light and soft, but she shaves/waxes her pits and up to her knees. her bush, though, gets left alone. a lovely nest of platinum curls that sits pretty right between her thighs, begging to be kissed. likes her partners hairy, but doesn't make a big deal of it.

Dew - really only grows hair on his lower legs and armpits, and maybe half a dozen hairs on his chest that he shaves because they feel silly to him. doesn't have much downstairs, just a barely-there blonde happy trail and a light dusting just above his dick. more often than not he shaves there too, the smoothness appeals to him. LOVES hairy partners, despite the fact that he's crazy ticklish and they use it against him.

Ifrit - smooth everywhere, from his chin to his toes. thinks having any hair takes away from his muscular physique, so he keeps it bare. prefers his partners do the same, but will only bring it up once with each of them - he's not as bad as Alpha.

Mist - water ghouls don't grow much hair in general, and she's no exception. what she does have, stays put. my Mist is intersex, and her little dick sits in the nicest patch of silvery hair. no preference in her partners though, she's not picky.

Mountain - hairy legs, chest and pits, but keeps his bush nice and neat. it can get unruly very easily, so it's easier to just keep it short. doesn't like being hairless, though, just well-kempt. likes his partners comfortable, whatever that means for them.

Omega - similar to Aether, he's hairy all over, but unlike Aether he spends quite a bit of time trimming and manicuring. started doing it when he got together with Terzo, a habit picked up when the pair of them developed a morning routine. uses a trimmer for his bush, but doesn't take it too short. likes his partners to do as they please, but truly adored helping Terzo shave.

Rain - where he does grow hair, it's long and dark. a patch at the center of his chest, his shins, a nice trail from his bellybutton and a bush to match. he doesn't trim or shave it, but he does have special conditioner just for his pubes. likes to run his fingers through it whenever he's relaxing. doesn't care what his partners do with their own hair, as long as they don't care about his.

Swiss - hairiest ghoul, just covered in dark, coarse hair. densest on his chest, stomach, ass and - of course - between his legs. his bush and butt are the only things he performs regular upkeep on. it's mostly for the benefit of the others, too many incidents involving mouthfuls of hair for him not to. likes his partners to be happy, hairy or otherwise.

Sunshine - my Sunny is transfem and super proud of her body hair. a smattering of curls between her little tits, under her arms and trailing down her belly. she always wears low slung pants to show off her happy trail. loves her bush, couldn't imagine doing a thing to it. likes her partners hairy too, loves the way it feels.