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per aspera ad inferi ; chapter two

[aka: the university ghouls fic]

aeon & dew [& sunshine] (ghost band)

teen and up | gen | 2.8k words (4.5k in total) | alternate universe (university), transmasc aeon, transmasc dewdrop, transfemme sunshine, angst

@ghoultrifle has been my SAVIOUR writing this one, so thank you isaac for pre-reading this for me and helping me with phrasing and all that jazz <3 obligatory @midnight-moth and @divine-misfortune tags because they also enable me with this au far too much :))

you know the drill, snippet and ao3 link under the cut !!

“I– I’m trans too.”

If Dewdrop is surprised he doesn’t acknowledge it and Aeon is grateful for that. He knows he’s not like a lot of other trans people his age, knows how lucky he’s been to have a supportive mother and a competent doctor. “Oh. Well, that’s good then.” He nods, mostly to himself, Aeon thinks. “I’m Dewdrop.”

“Aeon. I’m first year.”

“I know,” Dewdrop says. “It said on the slip.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. I’m in my second year. Biomed, you?”

“Um, psychology.”

Dewdrop nods thoughtfully. “Sounds interesting. I’m majoring in neuroscience, all that freaky brain shit is cool.”

“Yeah,” Aeon agrees, lapsing into silence. He’s not sure how to move the conversation on from here. Luckily for him, Dewdrop speaks next.

“I was planning on heading out with a few friends. Do you want me to stay and help you unpack or do you want some time alone?”

“Alone time would be nice, if that’s okay.”

“Yeah, of course. Moving away from home is scary. So’s sharing a room with a stranger. You unpack and shoot me a text if you need help. Here’s my number.” Dewdrop scribbles his phone number down on a bit of loose paper and hands it to Aeon on his way out the door. “I might stay in my friend’s room tonight, give you a bit of space. I’ll let you know either way. Have fun unpacking.”

[read the rest on ao3 !!]

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rain (our piss king) gets off on clothed activities for the same reason he gets off on piss, it's fucking wet. this man has a wet and messy kink and you cannot convince me otherwise (and by proxy so does the rest of the pack). this was only meant to be a short post but i got horny soz. WAM talk below although it absolutely could get more depraved, this is me holding back akdjakdj. please be safe if you're using food near genitals <3

rain slipping beneath dew's underwear, vibe in hand and just holding it there. using his other hand to feel how wet dew's cunt is through his boxers, how it's dripping, soaking through the fabric. bringing dew to the edge and keeping him there, pussy leaking pre like a fountain. finally letting dew cum hot and sticky in his pants, his release saturating the fibres, leaving a wet patch on his jeans. not letting dew go and clean himself up, making him sit in his own cum as he goes back to his chores- the pack certainly not oblivious to the mess he's made. dew can feel his release escaping his boxers, dripping down his legs. and he'd be lying if he said he didn't revel in the squelch of his pants every time he sat down.

perhaps mountain will have a go at seeing just how much wetter he can make the fire ghoul. maybe mountain will get himself worked up in front of dew, fingers stretching the waistband of dew's boxers as he shoots his own release directly into them, watching the way it lands on the nearly-dry juices from earlier. mountain snapping the boxers back before pressing a palm to the underwear, making dew shudder at the hot liquid burning against his skin.

swiss 'down for anything once in the name of horny' helping rain out. taping dew's boxers to his thighs as he brings him to the fridge, 'pick one' he barks. dew knows what's coming, knows swiss isn't asking what he wants to eat, but picks that anyway. perhaps it will feel less shameful if he convinces himself he didn't choose the whipped cream about to be squirted directly onto his clit.

swiss getting surprisingly hard at the sight before him, a writhing ghoul wincing at the cold cream hitting his cunt, filling his underwear, bulging on all sides. the multi ghoul under strict instruction to only send dew back when he's so full he'll have to waddle. swiss patting dew on the ass, feeling the way the cream smears and threatens to spill out the top.

handing the wet ghoul back to rain, truly drenched in sweat, cum, and cream. rain teasing dew, such a naughty boy, getting so worked up and making a mess of himself, letting himself be messed by mountain and swiss, such a whore. rain let's dew lie on top of him, back to chest, whipped cream oozing through the fabric, spilling over the waistband at the pressure. for dew, the cream is only pushed further towards his dick, gathering at the front, no doubt a heady mix of food and pre.

he brings out the vibrator, laying it atop his underwear right over his clit and watching as the fire ghoul writhes and whimpers below him. rain brings the flat of his palm to the full, sticky briefs and applies enough pressure to feel dew's cunt throbbing below him. dew reveling at the feeling of rain pushing the wetness directly into his core. before long he's shaking and cumming in his pants again with a cry.

'so full for me darling, such a good boy' he says as he pulls dew's boxers down, licking him completely clean like a man starved.

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The Ghoul's Pre-Ritual Rituals!

This list gets progressively more nsfw as you go down, read at your own discretion :)

Mountain gives Aurora a piggyback tour of backstage. They race through the endless corridors, Aurora's hands grazing the ceiling while Mountain carefully adjusts his height so his princess doesn't hit her head in the doorframes. It gets their adrenaline going and Aurora calls it 'sillying the nerves away'.

Cumulus and Dew already have too much adrenaline, they need to calm themselves down before a ritual. They always ask Papa if they can share a dressing room. Dew brings scented candles (fake flame with an diffuser of course, can't be burning the venue down) while Cumulus breaks out her travel keyboard and sings the softest songs.

Cirrus and Aether are very performance focused, they really struggle with self esteem and imposter syndrome. They will spend every last second practicing for the show ahead. Whether it's choreo or music, they'll be there for each other to bounce ideas off and hit play on the backing tracks. Once they're nearing the end of a tour and they're feeling more confident, they take some time out of their practice to dress up in disguises and say hi to the fans waiting outside, posing as venue staff.

Phantom gets the zoomies before shows. He isn't sure if it's nerves or excitement, Aether once told him they were the same emotion just perceived differently by the mind. There is only proven method of calming the bug so he isn't missing for their pre-show group hug. Swiss has it nailed down. As soon as Phantom shows signs of becoming antsy he simply pushes him up again the nearest wall and starts making out with him, sloppy style. It seems to empty Phantom's head enough that he forgets his nerves. Warning: may cause unintended side effect of on-stage boners.

Swiss enjoys his and Phantom's ritual. A retired Omega once told him that every show-stopping ghoul needs a little kiss before they go out on stage. Well, Swiss took that tip and ran with it. He was always riling himself up for an onstage antic; kissing phantom (again), grinding into dew, or jerking himself off. A pre-show make out session was the perfect precursor to the main event.

Rain is a pretty boy, we all know this and so does he. He spends most evenings before a show in front of a mirror, taking suggestive photos of himself in their uniform. The shiny boots, tight capris, and masks really get the whole pack riled up when it's rain showing them off. Sometimes it will be almost comedic, he'll pull his trousers just out of his boots like a victorian lady to show his beautifully hairy legs. Other times, he'll send a photo to the group chat of him bent over the dressing room chair, dildo in hand as he fucks himself through the lacing in their uniforms. Warning: may cause intended side effect of on-stage boners.

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per aspera ad inferi ; chapter one

[aka: the university ghouls fic]

aeon & dew (ghost band)

general | gen | 1.7k words | alternate universe (university), transmasc aeon, slow burn, general domestic niceness

tagging @midnight-moth for the biscuit tin idea that makes an appearance in this chapter and also for cheering this au on <3 same goes for @divine-misfortune and @ghoultrifle, thank you for indulging me in my university ghouls rambles and adding to the brainrot <3 i hope this first chapter lives up to your expectations :)

snippet and ao3 link under the cut !!

He smiles awkwardly and looks down at his lap. “Thanks, Mum…” He tightens his grip on the biscuit tin that’s resting on his knees. The two of them spent all of yesterday afternoon in the kitchen together baking batches upon batches of his favourite chocolate biscuits to take with him. The tin on his lap is filled to the brim but it’s barely half of what they made together, the rest are in a selection of reusable plastic containers, the idea being that once Aeon has eaten the biscuits he’ll be able to use the containers for storing things or bringing his own lunch to places instead of buying it. He takes the lid off of the tin on his lap and brings it to his nose, sniffing deeply. Chocolate. He’s sure over the next few weeks, he’ll come to associate the smell and taste of these biscuits with home and his mum but he doesn’t mind, there are much worse scents to associate with home, he reasons. He picks one of the biscuits up and silently offers it to his mum without looking away from the tin.

He doesn’t need to hear the smile in her voice to know that she’s glancing over at him briefly with that ever-knowing look in her eye. “Thank you, love. You should have one too, chase those nerves away with chocolate-y goodness.”

“I’m not nervous,” he lies, pointedly ignoring the weight of his mum’s gaze—the heaviness thankfully lessened due to the fact that she’s mostly focussing on the road. “...Okay fine, I’m a little nervous,” he admits, not that he needed to, given that the two of them already knew it, but it’s nice to speak the words out loud to an actual human for once. Up until now the only ‘person’ he’s admitted it to has been his favourite stuffed toy in the nights leading up to his departure, which, no matter how many different ways he thinks about, makes him feel ridiculously childish, despite the fact that he’s currently on his way to start university. He knows that lots of people his age and older still have stuffed animals and plushies of all varieties but he’s never met anyone that still talks to them in the way that he does. It doesn’t bother him much usually, but the fact that he’s going to be sharing a room with someone he’s never met before—someone who might judge him—is beginning to affect him more and more the closer he gets to campus.

“I can hear you thinking over there.” His mum’s voice breaks through the beginnings of his internal spiralling. “What’s going on, hun? Talk to me.”

“I’m just nervous about meeting my roommate,” he says quietly. “It’s nothing serious.”

[read the rest on ao3 !!]

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can I bother you for some trans ghoul comfort thoughts? Pretty please

newly summoned swiss meeting openly trans aether but still not really knowing being trans is a thing. he sees aeth's binder and just assumes it's a sensory thing, the guy likes hugs. he doesn't even connect it to gender.

until one day they go swimming at the lake, just the two of them, and aether jumps in with no shirt, just a pair of swimming trunks. and swiss sees that aether's body is just like his. not like dew's or rain's, no, aether had tits, but... he was also a dude?

they have a chat about it and aether explains what transitioning is. that he doesn't have to be swisstina, he can be swisstopher. aeth explains all about gender affirming actions, from names to clothes to surgery. swiss is just over the moon and immediately reintroduces himself to the pack as swisstopher.

omega loans him an old binder, it's a bit stretched but it gets the job done. swiss raids ifrit's wardrobe for the ugliest, rattiest band shirts imaginable. and papa is instantly on the phone to sister imperator, 'yeah i fucked up another summoning, so what?! you gonna give my ghoul testosterone or am i gonna have to donate it myself?'

he'd had these feelings his whole life, even in the pit. but he'd never been able to put words to them. he'll be forever grateful to aether for that day <3

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Swiss: Did you just spend 400💲 on pants?! Mountain: No! I'd never do that! Do you even know me? Swiss: *plants. Damn autocorrect Mountain: Oh. Mountain: Yeah. Yeah, I did that

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i knowww i said i wouldn't post chapter one of uni ghouls and then i posted chapters one and two but i like to keep you all on your toes it makes things fun :)

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per aspera ad inferi ; chapter two

[aka: the university ghouls fic]

aeon & dew [& sunshine] (ghost band)

teen and up | gen | 2.8k words (4.5k in total) | alternate universe (university), transmasc aeon, transmasc dewdrop, transfemme sunshine, angst

@ghoultrifle has been my SAVIOUR writing this one, so thank you isaac for pre-reading this for me and helping me with phrasing and all that jazz <3 obligatory @midnight-moth and @divine-misfortune tags because they also enable me with this au far too much :))

you know the drill, snippet and ao3 link under the cut !!

“I– I’m trans too.”

If Dewdrop is surprised he doesn’t acknowledge it and Aeon is grateful for that. He knows he’s not like a lot of other trans people his age, knows how lucky he’s been to have a supportive mother and a competent doctor. “Oh. Well, that’s good then.” He nods, mostly to himself, Aeon thinks. “I’m Dewdrop.”

“Aeon. I’m first year.”

“I know,” Dewdrop says. “It said on the slip.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. I’m in my second year. Biomed, you?”

“Um, psychology.”

Dewdrop nods thoughtfully. “Sounds interesting. I’m majoring in neuroscience, all that freaky brain shit is cool.”

“Yeah,” Aeon agrees, lapsing into silence. He’s not sure how to move the conversation on from here. Luckily for him, Dewdrop speaks next.

“I was planning on heading out with a few friends. Do you want me to stay and help you unpack or do you want some time alone?”

“Alone time would be nice, if that’s okay.”

“Yeah, of course. Moving away from home is scary. So’s sharing a room with a stranger. You unpack and shoot me a text if you need help. Here’s my number.” Dewdrop scribbles his phone number down on a bit of loose paper and hands it to Aeon on his way out the door. “I might stay in my friend’s room tonight, give you a bit of space. I’ll let you know either way. Have fun unpacking.”

[read the rest on ao3 !!]

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reblog if you enjoy napping, being cozy, being conked out, snoozing, wrapping up in blankets, sipping a hot drink, catching some z's, hugging a plushie, or otherwise relaxing and resting

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《 ☁️ Cirrus, my beloved ☁️ 》

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Mountain: would you collect rocks with me, be honest

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we should talk about them

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Y’all are definitely onto something with long haired Mountain

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Phantom bellie....

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would you feel comfortable sketching Copia and Secondo drinking juice boxes together? :3 <3 if so, please and thank you xx

Secondo realizes Copia might be on to something with the juice box thing 🤔

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it’s been said many times now but huge shout out to tobias forge for making the most fuckable elderly men i’ve ever seen, he’s so real for that

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Psst..hi 💙

I'm coming out of my cave to gift you this HC

So we know Dew collects vintage gaming systems and fixes them. But he's never been able to find an original 1st Gen Nintendo Gameboy. The pack was able to locate one and they gave it to him for his summoning day. They also found a print of the original Patent and had it professionally framed for him. These two items are now his most prized possessions.

*sneaks back into my cave*

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no no you don't get how much this means to me!!!

dew doesn't have much money spare after all his endeavours so when he gets outbid on a 1st gen gameboy he isn't surprised - he just can't afford what the hardcore collectors can :(

but then it turns out that the pack all donated into a pot for dewdrop's summoning day and ended up outbidding dew (and other collectors). the day it arrives, rain is put on door duty to be there the moment it arrives and make sure dewdrop doesn't find out.

cirrus thought it would be funny to wrap it up in loads of layers, a bit like pass the parcel if you've ever played it. so dew gets really frustrated thinking he's going through all this effort, unwrapping all the boxes and bits of wrapping paper, just for lynx africa or some shit (swiss heavily hinted he'd be getting a fragrance).

the look on dew's face when he gets to the gameboy :') you'd think he was a kid getting a puppy! then rory leads dewdrop to his room where aether's just finishing hanging the patent above his bed.

dew hasn't dared touch the gameboy, its just too previous to even think about dirtying with his mortal hands. it sits proudly in his display cabinet, and one day he'll work up the courage to tinker with it. but for now it makes him giggle every time he sees it, he really is loved <3