#mountain my love

[forlorn-crows]

I come with trinkets for my Crow ♡

Option a: MountRain bathtub sex

Option b: t4t sunny/swiss sharing a double ended dildo

Option c: cumslut Dew getting just c o v e r e d in it

once again, i find myself fulfilling another one of miasma's prompts. she is truly my muse ♡

this is, surprisingly (or maybe not), option a. but DAMN are those other two good as well.

rain is permanently trans in my brain now. pretend this was posted on tuesday, im shy of about 40 minutes

"How's the water, darling?" Mountain mutters against Rain's temple. 

The water ghoul sighs and melts further against his chest, dropping the back of his head against Mountain's shoulder. "So nice. Missed this."

"Mm, those hotel baths are simply not big enough," Mountain agrees.

"Some of them don't even have baths," Rain pouts, floating his hands over the lavender-scented bubbles. 

Mountain chuckles, the sound reverberating through Rain's own chest. "How rude of them." 

"It is." Rain flexes the fingers on one hand, clenching and unclenching them beneath the warm water.

"Sore?" The earth ghoul asks, his own fingers already trailing down Rain's arm, reaching for his hand. He pulls it close to his chest, wrapping his other arm around to meet in the middle, massaging before Rain has a chance to answer.

Rain chirps happily and lets his hand go limp in both of Mountain’s. He melts even further, if that were possible, draping his other arm over Mountain’s thigh and sinking more into the warmth of the water. “That’s nice,” he hums. 

The earth ghoul works his hand quietly, gently stretching the tendons and kneading into the fat of his palm. He pays careful attention to the thumb and pointer fingers, perpetually tense and strained from playing. Mountain works up his wrist and forearm, smiling at the way Rain groans in response. He places a kiss to his temple, digging his thumbs into the tight spots across the muscle. 

Rain’s fingers twitch against his shin as a soft whine escapes his throat. 

“Too much?” Mountain pauses his ministrations, worried he’s pushed too hard on a tender spot. 

“Oh, don’t stop,” Rain whines, petulant. But there’s a hint of something else, something that goes straight to Mountian’s gut when the water ghoul shifts and presses closer, nuzzling his head into the crook of his neck. He squeezes Mountain’s thigh, just hard enough not to be written off as absent-minded.

“Rain,” he says huskily.

“Hm?” The water ghoul kisses his jaw. Sweet. Tender. Just soft enough to set his heart alight with yearning. Mountain slowly drops Rain’s hand back into his lap, sliding his arms around his torso in a loose hug. He drops his head down to kiss along the column of Rain’s neck. It earns him a happy trill and another squeeze to his thigh. 

“Is there something else you want, tadpole?” Mountain mutters against the soft hollow of his throat. 

Rain bares his throat further, dropping his head back as far as it’ll go. “Oh,” he sighs as Mountain kisses along his collarbone. Rain’s hands drift up and down the earth ghoul’s thighs, searching, wanting. “You. Want you,” he says into the air above his face, whispered like an unholy prayer. 

“Can I touch you?” Mountain’s hands trail down his ribs and stop at the v of his hips, cradling Rain in a delicate, reverent grasp. 

“Yes,” Rain breathes. “Yes, anywhere. Everywhere.” 

Mountain pulls him close then, bodies slotting together like well-worn puzzle pieces. The earth ghoul lets his hands roam down to Rain’s legs, smoothing over the soft skin of his inner thighs, back up over the dark freckles on his stomach, over the lilac blush blooming at his sternum. He kisses at the side of his neck, mouthing at a slow and lazy pace. Rain purrs at it all, little sighs falling from his lips as he loses himself in Mountain’s touch.

His hands move lower once more, teasing above and around where Rain really wants it now. “Mount . . .” Rain pulls him into a kiss, a little awkward with the angle, but intoxicating nonetheless. Mountain smiles against the water ghoul’s mouth, letting himself be pulled in. He licks at the seam of Rain’s lips, who lets him in without a second thought. Their tongues slide together with ease just as Mountain dips his fingers between Rain’s legs. 

A shiver runs through Rain’s body. A soft moan escapes his lips, ghosting over the earth ghoul’s mouth. Mountain pulls away and nuzzles against the side of Rain’s face instead, sighing as his clit plumps up beneath his stroking fingers. 

"Fuck, yes," Rain sighs, grinding against the touch. Mountain groans; he can feel his cock fill out, bumping against the swell of Rain’s ass. He pulls the water ghoul’s hips back against his own, groaning again at the friction. “Oh,” Rain gasps, gripping at Mountain’s thighs as he continues to rub lazily at his cunt. 

Mountain takes one of Rain’s earlobes into his mouth, sucking and nibbling gently. Rain whines as another shiver runs down the length of his spine, leaving goosebumps in its wake. He’s trembling against the earth ghoul, desire seeping out of his very pores. 

“Mountain,” Rain breathes. The earth ghoul dips his fingers lower, teasing. He grinds against Rain’s ass, teasingly acknowledging what he can already sense hanging off the tip of his tongue. 

“Yes, darling?”

Mountain teases two fingers around Rain’s entrance, prying the smallest of moans from his mouth. Rain pushes back against his cock, making Mountain groan in return. “Need it, inside—fuck, put me in your lap, please.”

“Turn around, need to see you.” Rain does as he’s told, careful not to slosh the water too much. It’s a tight fit with Rain’s legs bracketing Mountain’s hips, but there’s just enough room for him to settle on his knees, hovering over his lap. There’s slick already making its way out of Rain’s cunt; no longer hindered by water pressure, it drools out past his folds. “Fuck,” Mountian breathes, dipping two fingers into it. Rain grips his shoulders, gasping as he teases his entrance once more. 

"Mountain," Rain whines, almost desperate. "Please."

"Yeah," he breathes as he drags the slick gathered on his fingers over his cock, lining up the head to Rain's cunt. The water ghoul sinks down of his own accord. It's a slow, lazy slide all the way down, Rain heaving little sighs until his ass meets Mountain's hips.

Mountain's forehead falls against Rain's as he forces himself to remember how to breathe. He can feel the way Rain throbs around him, how his thighs shake against his hips. 

“Fuck," Mountain chokes out. "Sometimes I forget how good you feel.”

Rain smirks at that, shifting his hips. “How could you forget? You—ah—tell me every time.”

Mountain trails his hand back down to Rain's clit, circling the reddened bud with nimble fingers, mouth dropping open at the way his folds stretch around his length.

"Remind me again, darling."

[switchplate-2]

Day 1 of Mountain's March Madness

Ghoul Pile....

Mountain is exhausted and has been working long and hard. Everything hurts, he hasn't been sleeping thanks to his rowdy pack. By the time he makes it down to the ghoul commons he's met with something that shocks him beyond words.

[moon-m1lk]

MOUNTAIN HEADCANONS LETS GO!!!

(i think some of these might be common hcs)

Physical Appearance

-instead of traditional horns like the other ghouls, he has antlers. you bet they're mossy.

-he's Hozier you guys

take a picture of Hozier with long hair and throw on some antlers, boom, there's Mountain

-get that ghoul in a flannel right now

also mainly wears earthy tones (shocker)

-he doesn't really care for his appearance, often times coming back to the Abbey with twigs and leaves in his hair

the girls and Rain will spend hours combing through his hair after he spends a day out in the woods

-on the topic of his hair, he has a single streak of green in it that he let's the girls do when they're dying their hair

-prefers to wear his hair up

-he has a handful of random gold specks littering his body, yes they're freckles

Personality/Mannerisms

-he's relatively quiet unless he's around his pack & copia

-spends most of his free time in his greenhouse

-he likes folk & acoustic, and he dabbles in indie pop

-he can't swim

-he is constantly having his clothes stolen from him

-mountain sings to his plants

he insists it helps them grow, no one has the heart to tell him otherwise (some people believe it themselves)

-everyone labels him as the plant guy, but his element is so much more than that, it's general earth, so to that i raise you: bird connoisseur

additionally he talks about different fish (and water creatures in general) with Rain

-holy shit can he sing

like oh sweet hell he is serenading EVERYONE without even trying

-i don't remember who started the "he grows plants from the base of his horns" hc, but i agree

-actually walks around quietly, doesn't stomp around

-also rarely wears shoes so that probably helps

-enjoys reading and telling anyone who will indulge him about the latest book he's read (Aether and Rain commonly fall victim to this)

-he sleep walks and snores

-offers pretty rocks and different plants as gifts

he has specific types of both those things that he correlates with his mates

-goes absolutely wild for crystals

-he doesn't know how to accept compliments and gifts

-gives the best hugs, but physical touch isn't his preferred love language

-with that, his love language is gift giving

[notdeadjack]

I highly appreciate the "happy ending" tag on angst fics, dark fics, etc. Its existence increases the probability of me reading by a significant amount

but some people are like "why even read those fics if you already know how they're gonna end?"

Well, it's kinda like going on a roller-coaster. I wanna experience the ride. The ups and the downs, the twists and turns. But I also wanna know that at the end, it'll come to a safe stop and I'll be able to get off of it completely unharmed

[glittergoats]

Wahoo World: Wish You Were Here!

[unluckyprime]

some sketchy hildy art bc . i would do anything for her <3

[not2menotifitsyou]

To be loved is to be changed (!!!!!!!!)

The Mountain Goats // Wendy Cope // @8-bitfiction // Eden Robinson // Ada Limon // Bleachers // Amparo Dávila // Octavio Paz // Vladimir Nabokov // Henry James

[spiralghoul]

Thinking about the new lighting rig for tours (credit to Erich Bertti their lighting designer on insta for all the photos and ya know for designing the rig and lighting for the show)

like it's just so gorgeous and they do not get enough credit for how much work and money goes into making sure everything is just right so all of the ques go off at the right time and all of the tracking lights are staying on the people they're supposed to I just it's SO COOL and their rig is so beautiful

[autumnblooms]

Give it up for….GHOULS!

[dilfpassing]

Tell you what, we could've had a good life together.

[nesperus]

rip meryl streep you were a real one

[forlorn-crows]

Requesting, if I can, Rain asking Aether to use his Quintessece powers to force him all relaxed and pliant so Mountain can knot him- something Rain can't take without a little h e l p. >:)

ENJOY THE DEBAUCHERY, MY DEAR SAINT

“That’s it, raincloud, you’re doing so well,” Aether mutters against the water ghoul’s temple, fingers methodically running through his hair. Quintessence flows through the digits and into Rain’s cradled head resting by the foot of the bed, leaving a pleasant, hazy nothingness in its wake. 

Mountain hums in agreement where he’s buried in Rain’s cunt, mouth lazily lapping at his folds. The taste becomes increasingly tangier the longer Aether works Rain’s mind. It’s not as deep of a trance as he could induce, just fuzzy enough to make the water ghoul pliant—and wet. 

Mountain licks a stripe from Rain’s entrance all the way up to his clit, the tip of his tongue flicking its small length on the upstroke. Rain gasps and arches with it, the smallest of moans escaping his slack mouth. 

“Can’t wait to hear those moans when you’re full of me,” Mountain says huskily, darting his eyes up towards his face. It’s perfectly lax, eyebrows upturned and just a sliver of white showing behind dark lashes. His cheeks, as always when he’s aroused, are blushed a pretty lilac, with matching flush along his collarbone and at the tips of his pointed ears. It’s endearing, the earth ghoul thinks, how Rain trusts them both to see him so open, every reaction on full display. 

But that’s part of Aether’s power—to unravel, to present that which gets buried under nerves and insecurities. Even now, Rain still sometimes gets nervous to take Mountain, regardless of how badly he wants it. Needs it. Craves it. Mountain will never tell him, but the times he asks Aether for help are some of his favorites. 

He flicks his eyes over to Aether’s as he sucks on Rain’s clit, holding his gaze as he works his tongue over the water ghoul. He loves the way Aether looks down at his mouth, then back up again to his eyes, biting his lower lip as he presses at Rain’s scalp. He can’t see past the middle of the quintessence ghoul’s torso, kneeled on the floor as he is, but Mountain can bet he’s at least a little affected. 

“Bet that mouth feels so good on you, doesn’t it Rainy?” Aether rumbles against the side of his face. Mountain’s mouth quirks up in a smile, and he winks at Aether before dropping his gaze once more. The earth ghoul sucks hard, wringing from Rain a long moan and a buck of the hips. 

“I’d say so,” Mountain answers for him, pulling off and sitting back on his haunches. Rain whines at the loss, but the noise turns to one of pleasure when Mountain replaces his mouth with his fingers, stroking through his slick folds. “Fuck, you’re soaked, tadpole.” And thoroughly debauched, Mountain notes; Rain’s hair clings to his forehead and neck, damp with sweat, and that lilac blush has bled down his sternum and even spread across his ribs. He can’t even keep his eyes open anymore, not with the way Aether has him pulled under and the way Mountain circles his clit. But the earth ghoul wants him to try, if only for his own enjoyment.

“Rainy,” Mountain sing-songs. “Look at me.”

Rain tries, by Satan he tries. It’s a glazed-over look, but he manages to dial in his focus just enough. The moment Mountain’s confident he actually sees him, he pushes two fingers into Rain’s cool, slick, cunt. The water ghoul’s eyes immediately roll straight back into his head as he keens against the digits, claws digging into the bed. 

“Poor thing, feels too good, doesn’t it?” Mountain smirks, ignoring the way his cock kicks at the sinful display. He pumps his fingers in and out of Rain’s heat, collecting slick and spreading it over Rain’s cunt. If it was wet before, it’s practically dripping now. Rain twitches and gasps with each thrust of Mountain’s hand, responsive as ever. 

“Need it, don’t you?” Mountain mumbles, a little lost in the feeling of Rain’s muscles already clenching around him. He adds a third finger and feels his own mouth go slack at the sight of slick drooling into his palm. Rain doesn’t really need the precursor, not with magick loosening him up in all the right ways, but Mountain likes the prep and the tension it builds. The pining. The yearning. The basal need.  

“Please,” Rain whines. “I can’t—I need—”

“Shhh, raincloud,” Aether soothes. “Mountain’s got you. He’s gonna give you what you need.” He moves his hands from Rain’s scalp to the tops of his shoulders, squeezing lightly. 

Mountain removes his hand and spreads the coated digits over his own length. He sighs at the feeling of Rain against his skin, tossing his head back as he indulges in a few strokes.

A grunt from Aether makes him drag his head back up. Rain’s chest heaves as he cranes his neck back to mouth at Aether’s jaw, hips bucking against the air. Aether’s trying and failing to ignore Rain’s ministrations, one of his hands having crept up to drape gently across Rain’s flushed throat. 

“Having fun down here, boys?” Mountain teases, slotting himself on top of the water ghoul’s lithe body. Rain pulls off Aether’s neck like he’s been burned, gasping at the contact of Mountain’s body. “Don’t I get some?” he purrs, guiding Rain’s mouth to his own neck as he pulls Aether into a kiss. It’s messy and sloppy, but none of them care. Aether lets Mountain turn it filthy, opening his mouth with a groan as the earth ghoul licks into it and grinds his cock against Rain’s cunt. The water ghoul falls away from Mountain’s neck with a loud, unbidden moan, pressing his hips up to meet the slide of his length.  

“Try to keep an eye on him, hm?” Mountain whispers against Aether’ lips, nipping his bottom lip before pulling away. He puts his attention back on Rain, kissing along his neck and down his chest. He pushes back up onto his hands and looks down at the—already—wrecked water ghoul beneath him.

“Rain,” Mountain says, almost a growl. “Let me see those pretty eyes.” 

It’s easier this time—Rain cracks his eyes open, cerulean quickly locked onto emerald. In his peripherals, Mountain can see Aether press his palms more firmly into Rain’s shoulders, waiting. Mountain rolls his hips again, dragging his cock through his slick cunt. Rain’s eyes flutter, but he holds steady, fighting hard to keep them fixed on Mountain. 

“Fuck, tadpole,” the earth ghoul groans, slipping the head of his cock between Rain’s folds. “Gonna knot you so good, gonna make you take it all.” Mountain watches Rain’s eyes roll as he takes his cock inch by inch, mouth open in a silent cry. “That’s it,” Mountain breathes, looking down to see Rain’s cunt drag him all the way in. 

All of them groan when Mountain bottoms out—Rain, unsurprisingly, the loudest of the three.  There’s little pinpricks of tears at the corners of his eyes as his chest heaves. 

“Yeah, cry for me while I fuck your pretty wet hole,” Mountain raps, pulling halfway out and slamming back in. “Fuck, you’re so good for me, Rain.” Tears run down the water ghoul’s cheeks as Mountain thrusts into him, wasting no time in setting a feverish pace. 

“So good, raincloud,” Aether echos, lips pressed against his temple once more. 

Rain sobs with every snap of Mountain’s hips. The wet sounds of skin hitting skin is loud and lewd, a rhythm broken only by wanton moans and heavy sighs. 

“Will you cum on it?” Mountain asks after a while, now hunched over on his elbows. “If I touch you, will you cum on my cock for me?” He’s desperate to feel it, feel Rain drool even more slick over him and onto the sheets. 

“Yes,” Rain cries, tightening his arms where they’ve wrapped around Mountain’s neck. “Please, make me.”

Mountain sneaks a hand down between them, daring a glance at Aether. The quintessence ghoul’s watching his arm move with rapt attention, chin resting on his own arm. It’s a calm focus, with only the hint of desire deep behind his eyes. Mountain tears his eyes away and looks back at Rain’s face, which is screwed up with anticipation and pleasure. 

Mountain barely has to rub at Rain’s clit—once, twice, three times—before he’s spasming around him, whining high and feminine as he cums. The sensation nearly makes Mountain’s arms buckle, but he keeps his pace steady, knot already starting to swell. 

“Fuck, Rain, oh,” he moans into his neck. “Aethe, you gotta—oh shit—you gotta give him a little more, I’m gonna—” Mountain gasps. 

Aether nods. “Little more,” he agrees, gripping the shoulders of his writhing water ghoul. Rain sobs as the last bit of quintessence shoots straight down his spine, back arching off the bed. 

“That’s it, that’s it,” Mountain cries. 

“Please,” Rain keens. 

“Fuck, gonna tie you so tight, oh Lucifer—” Mountain cuts off with a groan as his knot pops in with one hard thrust, taken in by Rain’s body like it was meant to be there. Rain wails, clawing into Mountain’s shoulders hard enough to draw blood. 

[switchplate-2]

Chapter 5: Polyamorous ghouls is now up for your reading pleasure.

[teenbeachmovie3]

I NEED YOUR LOVE

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[ryan-waddell11]

finding new details in this picture every day is what keeps me going

[chapel-of-rizztual]

I don’t know what y’all have been feeding him but HES TOO DAMN BIG!!!!