#mountrain

[noahl-art]

Mushy May - Day 2 : Morning Routine

Mountain helping Rain through his routine, just because he wants to spoil him! Helping him put his hair away with the headband, carefully and meticulously washing his face, applying all his skin care with most delicately, kissing his face and scalp in between all the steps 🥰

He just can't keep away from his pretty little fish ❤️

Thank @forlorn-crows for putting together Mushy May, you're the best 🫶

[tinyluvs]

just found out about the ghoul’s collars being leather and now i have to be a little bit weird about it, i’m really not at all sorry xo

thinking about mountain pushing rain down to his knees after a show, a lil rough and still on a high. he shoves the fat head of his cock past rain’s lips and into his mouth too fast, making the water ghoul’s eyes stream. rain sinks his claws into mountain’s thick thighs and within minutes spit and pre drip from his chin and onto his collar, wetting the leather and somehow making it shinier. mountain whimpers not too long after that and spills a ‘too much!’ load into rain’s mouth, revelling in the way his cum pours from rain’s swollen, pink, parted lips and coats the collar in a sheen of his mess while poor rain tries to catch his breath

thinking about aurora sitting on swiss’ face and grinding over his tongue and rocking down onto his fingers in desperation, a whole ten minutes before the show is supposed to start. swiss knows aurora well though, almost too well, and can get her so shudderingly close to her release in minutes. he pulls her thigh up over his shoulder and dives in, sucking hard and lapping at her clit, slotting his fingers against the sweet lil spot in her cunt until she’s gushing, squirting her release all over his collar mere minutes before they’re due on stage, making both of them red in the face as swiss goes on stage drenched in aurora’s scent

thinking about dewdrop sitting over phantom’s chest while he jerks himself off, huffing about how it’s a punishment because phantom made him mess up on stage. he smacks the tip of his cock against phantom’s pretty lips and smears pre everywhere until it looks like the quint ghoul is wearing a glistening lipgloss and then, dewdrop pulls away. phantom whines and whimpers but the fire ghoul won’t give into him, even when he’s grunting for phantom to stick out his tongue because he needs to cum, luring phantom into thinking he’s going to get a taste, only for dewdrop to pull back and shoot his load over his pretty lil collar

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[yesandpeeps]

MountRain redraw of this post from 2023 😙

[nastylittleghouls]

Kidnapper: I have your boyfriend. Mountain: You have Rain? Kidnapper: Yes. Mountain: Good luck with that.

[miasmaghoul]

Rain and Mountain working in the greenhouse when it starts to sprinkle. It's a sunshower, all fat springtime raindrops that splash against the glass and catch Rain's attention immediately, his ears and tail twitching as the pitter patter of those droplets picks up.

Mountain doesn't have time to blink before he finds himself being dragged by the apron towards the door. Rain's gills flutter as he shoves his way outside, shucking his own apron and sucking down a deep lungful of rich, damp air with a pleased trill. Mountain stumbles out behind him, tripping over his own feet and Rain's eagerness, huddling under the vestibule while the water ghoul strolls out into the deluge. It's gotten heavier, the sort of quick storm that will undoubtedly be done in 20 minutes and leave the ground dry in an hour, but for now?

For now, Mountain smiles as he watches Rain bask in his namesake. Staring up at the sky with his arms stretched over his head and his spine curved in an arch that makes Mountain's back hurt and yet is clearly pleasant for the other ghoul. Mountain watches those heavy drops soak his shirt, watches the thin cotton of the pale blue tee start to go dark and cling to his skin.

It takes nothing for Mountain to imagine those droplets sliding down his bare chest instead, tracing winding paths over the light muscling of his belly and catching in his happy trail. It's a memory from this morning, of a wonderfully decadent shared shower that had made them late to breakfast. He watches Rain's curls soak through, twisting tighter and sticking to his forehead and pointed ears. Mountain recalls working conditioner through those strands while Rain purred and purred, the pair of them pressed back to chest in a cloak of herbal steam. It all brings a warmth to his chest, one that only grows when the water ghoul turns to him.

Rain's smiling in the way he only does at times like this, soft and genuine in a way that makes his ocean eyes sparkle. He holds out an elegant arm in seeming invitation and Mountain tilts his head.

"Dance with me."

It isn't a question, and Mountain huffs out a laugh. Shakes his head even as he steps out into the downpour, quick to take Rain's offered hand and get an arm around his waist. To settle a large palm on his lower back and pull the smaller ghoul in close, relishing the feel of warm skin through cool fabric. Rain looks up at him with crinkled eyes and a fanged smile, and Mountain truly doesn't understand how anything can be so beautiful.

And so they dance, until they're soaked to the bone and muddy to their ankles, and when they kiss Mountain thinks it tastes like springtime.

[v-ternus]

trans mountrain on the brain today.

bottom mountain who gets kinda lazy sometimes so rain will just straddle one leg while holding the other up against his chest and over his shoulder. rain gets to roll his hips nice and slow while thumbing at mountain’s fat tdick.

mountain’s favorite part of it all is how he can feel how wet rain is against his thigh. slick coating the soft hairs and dripping down, soaking the mattress.

yeah…

[operazthev4mp1re]

I’m cooking up some yummy submissive mountain mount-rain art at the moment… also I know it’s freaky but would any pony be interested in non graphic freaky headcanons for the ghouls? It was inevitable being in this fandom.

[terzosboyfriend]

okay hi i feel like i should just give a heads up lmao last night i couldn’t sleep so i wrote my own version of the mountrain request i gave so if you suddenly randomly see that pop up on ao3 or something i want you to know i am NOT copying you i prommy

-🦇🪦

Damn, telling me this as im in the middle of writing it </3

Nah, Dw, if I'm being honest, I highly doubt yours is written at all like mine, and nobody can own a writing idea like that :3

I'm still gonna finish and post it, but ty for telling me!!! If youre willing, id love to read it and you should totally dm me a link

[mekonfoy]

mountrain gardening anybody?

[tinyluvs]

thinking about somno!mountain who creeps into rain’s room in the middle of the night, delighted to find him laying on his tummy, leg bent up, exposing his glistening cunt, ripe & ready for mountain to slip his fingers into, gently as to not wake rain up but he can only restrain himself so far, so when he hovers over rain, the tip of his cock sinking into him and rain wakes up all mountain can do is whimper sorry! as he continues to split rain open on him, telling him how he could smell his cunt from down the hallway & it’s not his fault, he just needed it so badly

somno!mountain who wakes up with swiss’ hard on pressing against his lower back & takes it upon himself to do something about it, sinking below the sheets while swiss snores softly, his fingers subconsciously playing with mountain’s hair while he sucks on swiss’ tip, hollowing his cheeks, dipping his tongue to his slit until swiss is panting in his sleep, his thighs practically suffocating mountain but he stays peaceful, only waking up as he shudders through his orgasm, moaning a sleepy, mountain?

somno!mountain who falls asleep instantly after fucking aether into his mattress and wakes up a little while later and just can’t help himself as he gently rolls aether onto his tummy, fingers gently kneading at aether’s ass, thumbs pulling to expose his ruined hole, still shiny with slick and leaking with mountain’s cum, still loose and stretched out, not a single bit of resistance when mountain slides straight into him, balls deep in a single thrust that wakes aether up already moaning, pushing his ass up and reaching back to sink his claws into mountain’s wrist

psa !! this is all consensual !! mwah 𖤐 ghouls masterlist

more somno!mountain thoughts

[yesandpeeps]

HEY HI HELLO 💙

I absolutely need to see more of your rain design!!! I am absolutely in love and just have to ask if fanart is allowed as well.

Looking at him has cured me.

Life's good.

Rain with a side of Mountain for you!! I’m glad you enjoy him sm 💌

Fanart?? Of one of MY DESIGNS?? PLEASE! Please if you do, tag or DM it to me so I can see🥺❤️

[highdefinitions]

rain tweeted this about mountain btw

[divine-misfortune]

Mountain scoffs at being accused of being "easy" or "whipped", offended at the notion despite the fact he's dropping to his knees like an obedient dog told to sit because Rain had simply sighed about his boot coming untied

[miasmaghoul]

I think Mountain has a very specific fascination with Rain after he's been in the water.

The way sparkling droplets drip from his mussed curls after a quick dip in the lake.

The way little speckles dot his angular face as they pant in a hotel lobby, having just sprinted inside through a sudden storm.

The way steaming water gathers in the hollows of his collar bones when they share a long, decadent bath - one that Mountain spends giving Rain the world's slowest massage.

Perhaps those are all understandable, but even the way it clings to Rain's long, elegant fingers when he does something as innocuous as washing his hands never fails to have That Feeling building in Mountain's gut.

Rain absolutely knows it too, and you know he never hesitates to take advantage.

How could he when Mountain makes it all so easy?

[v-ternus]

Voyeur

I started thinking of voyeur Rain, and I started thinking about how Rain likes to make his partners wreck themselves on his words alone. Then all of a sudden, I wrote this. Do I have other things I could be working on? Absolutely. But freak Rain demanded to be written.

Under the cut cause this ran away from me and it got long

Sure Rain love's going to pound town as much as the next ghoul, but what if, sometimes, he's content to just watch, to order.

He'll move a chair to the foot of someone's bed, probably Mountain, right in the middle so everything is in view. He'll light candles all throughout the room and start up the fireplace, making it warm, lighting it up in flickering reds and yellows.

He hurries then, rushing out to find Mountain in the common room, and giving him that all too familiar look before leaving just as quickly. As Mountain trails behind him, already filling out in his pants, he cant wait to get his hands on his water ghoul. He's excited, blood running hot through his veins. Until he clicks his door shut behind him and sees the chair in front of his bed.

His stomach drops, knowing the ache that awaits him, he's done this more times than he can remember. He could say no, have the night play out differently just by saying one word. But the way Rain kisses him is sickeningly sweet, and the way his cool hands graze over his skin as he strips him has his brain melting out of his ears. He can never say no.

So he settles himself in the middle of his soft bedding, naked as the day he was summoned, spreading his legs just how Rain asks him to. He shows his aching cock off, letting Rain watch as his cunt clenches around nothing. But he doesn't touch, not yet,. He lays there rolling his hips, squirming as if its going to earn him an friction.

At some point, Rain will grow tired of his pleas and he'll tell him to run his hands over his cunt, get his fingers coated in his mess. If he's feeling particularly nice, he'll let Mountain hold his chubby little cock between his fingers and tell him to stroke it nice and slow.

"Show me," Rain would order, and Mountain would look down at him as he spreads his fingers, watching his slick stretches between them. Rain will chide that he's wetter than a water ghoul.

Mountain never understands how Rain can just sit there watching, looking unbothered with his hands gently rubbing over the armrests.

Even as he listens to the wet noises of Mountain's fingers dipping into his wet cunt, telling him how fast to go or how to curl his fingers and press on that spot that makes him see stars, his face doesn't waver. The only time his demeanor changes is when he tells Mountain to add finger after finger, stretching himself open.

"Just like my hands baby, imagine they're my fingers" He smirks as his mate whines and begs till he's blue in the face, wishing it was Rain who was touching him like this, feeling his soft walls clenching around him.

"Grab the toy Mount" And he's more than happy to, aching for the chance to feel that heavy fullness, until it registers that Rain chose the biggest he owns.

"Rain..." Mountain doesn't think he can take it, not on his own at least, and Rain knows that. But that's part of the fun. He knows how to take Mountain apart whether he's touching him or not.

"Get it in on your own, or I'll make sure you don't cum for a month" Rain gets excited at the fear that spreads across Mountain's face.

"I've got all night"

[forlorn-crows]

quick little thing to write: mounty begging rainy to pleaseplease open his legs and let him see his cunt we wants to kiss so bad

two days of ghoul cunt in a row eat up fuckers

what is quick to us will certainly not be quick with rain in charge . . . transmasc rainy as always, you know the drill

Mountain could watch for hours how rivulets of water flow over Rain’s naked form; clear veins of his element clinging to his skin in entrancing lighting-shaped patterns that draw his eyes all the way down to his toes. He watches as the pathways along his back fork and morph as his mate washes his hair. They zigzag along the ridge of fins on either side of his spine and cut across his ribs, just to meet again at the little divots in his lower back and snake down to the backs of his thighs. Mountain can’t help but reach out and divert the flow, running his palms along his torso with a happy rumble. 

“All you ever do is ogle me,” Rain complains with a false pout. “Can’t ever be bothered to use those hands to scrub instead of grope, hm?”

“I like your grime; why would I ever wash it off?” Mountain counters with a nip to his soapy ear. “I’d let you be my slimy fishy forever,” he whispers against the shell of it, using his proximity to wrap his arms around his waist and pull him against his chest with a self-satisfied trill. 

“Eugh. You’re a nasty beastie.” Rain swats at him with the end of his tail, fins slapping wetly against Mountain’s calf. 

“Your nasty beastie.” He hooks his chin over the water ghoul’s shoulder, face straight into the shower spray. It’s pleasantly warm, warmer than Rain usually likes, for Mountain’s sake. He hums at the shampoo-scented steam swirling around their faces, some beachy coconut variety that Rain nicked from one of their tour hotels—rare that he even likes any of the scents, let alone approves of the quality enough to use and take home. “Mm, you smell good.”

“I better,” Rain says airily. But he turns to give the earth ghoul a kiss anyway. It’s a small peck that turns into a lingering kiss, and that, paired with Mountain’s morning wood, turns into a full makeout session, all hopes of using the shower for its intended purpose gone down the drain with the last of Rain’s shampoo. 

“You’re too easy, my love,” the water ghoul teases against his lips. 

Mountain presses fully against his back, the hands on his waist drifting up towards his tits. He gently palms them both and ruts into the cleft of his ass, rumbling deep in his chest when Rain sighs prettily into his mouth. The earth ghoul licks in then, twirling his tongue around sharp double fangs. 

“How can I not be, sharing a shower with a beautiful siren like you?”

Rain smiles and reaches back to grab at Mountain’s outer thighs. Pulling his hips more purposefully against him as he arches into all of his touch. “Mm, keep saying nice things,” he says with a hint of mischief. 

“So gorgeous,” Mountain mumbles, grazing his lips against his sharp jaw. He sucks at the spot below his ear and earns a pleased huff from the water ghoul. He keeps going, dragging his mouth over fluttering gill fins and the soft skin of his neck. “Taste so good, tadpole.” 

Rain nuzzles against him. “You tell me often.”

“And I’ll keep telling you,” Mountain answers. He kneads harder at Rain’s tits as he moves to kiss over his shoulders, his spine. “You’re so soft. Like silk.” The words make him bite back a groan. Mountain echoes the sound with one of his own. Cock kicking against the back of Rain’s thigh as he sinks further down. “Fuck, you always make the prettiest noises. Will you make more for me?” 

Mountain’s hands drag down the front of Rain’s torso, coming to rest on his lower belly. Fingers playing with his damp happy trail, up and down. He’s soft there too, normally fluffy hair smoothed down by the water and coated in conditioning body wash. Could spend hours just there, too, playing with it. But Mountain shifts his attention and plants a kiss right above the base of his tail, and Rain breathes a cross between a laugh and a moan. Mountain can feel his stomach spasm under his hands. 

“Yeah,” he says softly, lifting his tail and swaying his hips. Making sure Mountain gets more than a delicious eyefull. “How ‘bout you make me?” Rain turns and looks down at him with a smirk and still-tired eyes. The smell of his arousal hits him like a brick, amplified in the humid air. Mountain shudders and lets his face fall forward into the small of Rain’s back, nose pressing flat into one of the dimples just above his ass. Snuffling like a dog to take in as much of his smell as possible. 

“Fuck,” he sighs. “Fuck, Rain.” Mountain’s mouth waters with the need to taste that arousal, cock bobbing to full hardness against his stomach. “Belial, I need you.”

Rain hums. “”M right here.”

“Let me see,” he pleads, hands sliding down the front of his thighs. “Please, need to kiss it, let me—”

“Yeah? You want it bad?”

Mountain whines, pathetic in his need for Rain’s cunt. “Please, darling, please don’t tease.” He brings his hands around to that perky round ass, grabbing both of his cheeks and spreading just so he can see a little more. The sight of his pink hole above perfectly dusky lips almost does him in right there. 

“Go on, put your mouth on it,” the water ghoul groans, leaning forward onto the shower tiles and spreading his legs. “Show me how much you want it.”

Rain’s lips spread apart as if in slow motion, obscene and sinful and wet as they separate in front of Mountain’s face, and the earth ghoul forgets how to breathe for a good five seconds. The stream of the shower morphs again and diverts a line right down to Rain’s dick. Mountain catches himself drooling as the water trickles off the little head, reminding him of soaked laps and wet sheets and endless orgasms squeezed out on his cock, and it’s so violent an image that he has to grab at himself to keep from shooting over Rain’s ankles. 

“Fuck, how’re you this perfect,” he growls. Without further hesitation, Mountain flips himself to sit between his legs, hands on either side of Rain’s feet, and nose pressed firmly into his mound. He darts his tongue out to lap at his clit, groaning as he coaxes it to full hardness in his mouth. The musky, salty taste of him grows stronger the longer he suckles at the tip, and Mountain could jerk off to just the sight of Rain above him, looking over his tits with heavy eyes and plush bottom lip sucked into his mouth. 

“That’s it,” the water ghoul breathes. “Shit, you kiss it so good.” He keens at a particularly hard suck, and both of their eyes roll.

“Pretty,” Mountain mumbles against his folds. Dipping a little lower so he can really taste them. 

“That fucking nose, sunflower,” Rain gasps. He drops a hand down to his horns, gripping the base of it so he can grind from tip to bridge. “Feels so good.”

A jolt of pleasure runs down his spine, and it rips an embarrassing, garbled noise straight from his gut. “Satanas, Rainy, use me,” he blurts out. 

Rain huffs a laugh. “You’d suffocate if I used you how I really wanted.”

A glob of pre fit to rival a water ghoul squirts from the tip of his dick, and he stutters into his entrance: “I’d—fuck, I’d let you.” 

“Hh-oh,” Rain gasps. “Sit on you ‘til your eyes cross.” He grinds again, smiling lazily. “So cute when you do that. Drunk on me like a dog with a good bone, huh?”

Mountain groans long and deep, gripping Rain’s thigh like a vice. Eyes threatening to cross just as mentioned. 

Rain shakes his head, hips bucking. “Are you gonna wring one out of me in here, or are you gonna let me ride your face on the bed like a good boy?”

“‘M your good boy,” he parrots back, eyebrows turning up in the middle. 

Rain twists the water to OFF and reluctantly steps away from Mountain’s mouth. “Then you better get out of this shower in the next minute, or I’m taking you right here on the tile.”