#sunshine after rain

[felizzlemynizzl]

[1five1two]

[coaz-photography]

I promise this will turn around

Like sunshine after rain

[deathberi]

[juliamstarr]

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[forlorn-crows]

Here's a smutty one~

Rain Being Fucked by Aether During a Movie, the ghouls are pretending everything's fine meanwhile Dew plus swiss are Making dirty jokes? bonus if Rain is laying on dew's thigh~

anon they're ALL smutty, nothing in my askbox is wholesome rn

needy/wet/desperate rainy coming right up

xx

“Alright” Aether manhandles Rain onto his lap, ass up and face shoved into Dew’s thigh. He’s been teasing Aether for the past thirty minutes of the movie they’ve all sat down to watch; nuzzling into his neck, running his hands up and down his arms, staring at his profile through long lashes.

Aether’s normally endless patience is thin today. If Rain wants to get fucked, then fine.

He shucks Rain’s pants and underwear halfway down his thighs, just far enough to uncover his ass, free his half-chubbed cock, and expose his already leaking hole.

“Horny little thing,” Aether comments. Rain trills into Dew’s leg, arching for Aether’s touch.

Swiss smirks from where he’s currently curled around Sunshine on the loveseat. “Called it! You owe me ten bucks,” he says into her hair. She grumbles and smacks him on the arm.

Rain’s face flushes a deep violet. He grinds into Aether’s leg, soft little circles that already have him panting. Aether strokes a finger down the cleft of his ass. Deliberately and antagonizingly slow. He doesn’t miss the way Rain clenches around nothing, more slick drooling down his taint.

“So needy, raincloud,” Dewdrop mutters, running a hand through Rain’s messy hair. The water ghoul bites back a moan and nods fervently against Dew’s thigh.

Aether dips a finger past the ring of muscle, sighing at cool wetness of his body. Rain has to stop himself from wailing as he crooks his finger in just the right way, no preamble. Aether pumps the digit in and out a few times, fast and dirty.

It’s a stark contrast to his usual doting and loving touch. But the way he does it like he’s bored, like it’s inconveniencing him—well, it makes Rain fucking throb.

Before Rain can let another groan escape his lips, the quintessence ghoul’s calloused hand pushes his mouth into Dew’s sweatpants, fully muffling him with the fabric.

“Be quiet and maybe you’ll get what you really want,” he whispers, shoving another finger inside him.

If Rain wasn’t completely filled out and leaking before, he is now. He claws into the couch cushions, drawing quick breaths through his nose.

And so it goes on like this; Aether fingering him while he silently wails and bites at Dew’s thigh. He ruts feverishly against Aether’s lap by the time he’s got almost four fingers inside, stroking ruthlessly.

Rain’s absolutely soaked everywhere—drool making a wet patch on Dew’s pants, precum and slick soaking into Aether’s. Mountain has to subtly turn up the volume on the TV multiple times. The others remain wholly unaffected by Rain’s display, despite him getting fingered within an inch of his immortal life.

“Aethe,” Rain rasps, as quiet as he can muster. He’s got his cock pinned between Aether’s thighs now as he fucks back onto those thick fingers. “I can’t—fuck—I’m gonna—” He has to clamp a hand over his own mouth and squeeze his eyes tight.

Aether puts a hand on his lower back, forcibly stilling his movements. Rain’s left teetering on the edge. He wants to whine, scream even. But he knows he can’t. He’s shaking, tiny tremors wracking his thighs and belly.

“Not yet,” Aether hisses.

[coffeeghoulie]

Mushy May Day 19: Ghoul pile/found family

Mushy May put together by the lovely @forlorn-crows

Rating: Gen

Pairing: Polyghouls

Words: 980

It’s Sunny’s first ghoulpile Up Top.

***

It’s been three weeks maximum since Sunny arrived Up Top. She’s still figuring shit out, with her limited grasp on language Up Top, learning how the humans work and her place in all of this, this whole Ghost Project thing.

The pack’s been doing their best to show her the ropes, her fellow ghoulettes especially. The eight of them eat together, go to practice together, rotate through each other’s rooms at night. Not even sleeping together, just sleeping.

As the summer begins to draw to a close, the nights growing longer and cooler, the ghouls start sharing glances at each other over the dinner table. Sunny can’t exactly make out what they’re trying to say with a raised eyebrow and a sly grin, but she mirrors the expression they make at her.

Dinner winds down, and without complaint, Dew and Swiss rush to get the dishes done. Sunny’s only known the two for three weeks, but this seems incredibly out of character. The rest of the ghouls go back to their own rooms, one through each door, which Sunny has never seen happen the entire time she’s been Up Top. She stands in the hallway, feeling lost, when Cumulus and Cirrus come out of their rooms each with a bundle of blankets and pillows in their arms.

“What’s going on?” Sunshine asks, eyes glancing back and forth between the ghoulettes.

“We’re having a ghoul pile now that it’s cool enough for all of us to sleep together. Come on, dragonfly,” Cirrus says. “Change into something comfy, strip your bed and meet us in the common room.”

She’s still confused, but does as she’s told, changing into soft shorts and a t-shirt that doesn’t quite smell like it’s hers, but she’s still new enough that she can’t recognize the scent. She may be more comfortable with the ghoulettes, but there’s something in Cirrus’s voice that Sunny feels herself having to obey. She returns to the common room, standing in the threshold.

Mountain and Aether have moved back the couch and loveseat, the cushions stripped and tossed into the center of the room. Rain takes blankets in every color and sheets and pillows, arranging them into a rough circle. Swiss and Dew emerge from the kitchen, glance into the common room before darting past Sunny to their rooms.

Rain beckons Sunny over, reaching out to take the blankets from her. She hands them over, reluctantly. “Help me make the bed?”

She arranges blankets, spreading them out. She tries to copy Rain’s motions, glancing back at him. “What are we doing?”

Rain raises an eyebrow at her. “Making a bed. We’re having a ghoul pile tonight. All of us sleeping together. Just sleeping in a big ole pile.”

“I’m a grown ghoul,” she says, crossing her arms over her chest defensively. “I don’t need to sleep in a kit pile.”

“Didn’t your pack in the Pit have ghoul piles?” Rain asks, cocking his head at her.

“My pack?” Sunny asks.

“Yeah,” Rain says, “The ghouls you lived with, your family.”

“I… I didn’t live with anyone, not after I became an adult. Got chased out. Did you live with other people?”

“Oh,” Rain breathes. “Oh, Sunny. We were, at least most of us, Swiss might be the exception, but most of us were parts of big packs before we were summoned. I lived with my parents’ pack for a couple hundred years after I became an adult. I’m still relatively new to this pack, not as new as you, of course, but we all mostly have similar stories.”

Sunny sits back on her haunches. “Huh.”

“If you’re not comfortable sleeping with all of us together, I certainly wouldn’t blame you. You’re part of this pack now, even if it wasn’t exactly by choice. It took me a couple of months to get used to all of this.” He gestures around them, where Mountain and Aether have joined them in fluffing and arranging the pillows. Cirrus and Cumulus come back into the common room, having changed into matching pajama sets. Swiss and Dew come back with their own bedding, seamlessly adding it to the ever growing pile.

Rain stands, taking Sunny’s hand in his cool grip and helping her to her feet. “You think this is big enough for all of us, sunbeam?”

Sunny glances at him, glances at the rest of the ghouls, and nods.

“Alright, guys, we’re ready!’ Rain calls out to the rest of the pack. “Sunny’s in the middle, sorry Dew, but it’s her first ghoul pile. If that’s alright with you?” He turns to her, a kind, shy smile on his face.

“Can I get out if it’s too much?” she whispers. Rain nods, running his thumb over her knuckles.

“We’ll let you out, of course.”

“Then yeah, I’ll take middle.”

Rain and Sunny lay down in the center of the giant, makeshift nest, nestling into the blankets and pillows. Rain pulls her back gently against his chest, entwining his tail with hers.

Cumulus and Cirrus are next, tangling their legs with Sunny’s, Cumulus laying on her back, Cirrus curled up on her other side, reaching over to take Sunny’s hand. They both start purring aggressively, eyes drifting shut. Swiss lays down against Rain, hooking his leg over his hip.

Mountain lays down on Cirrus’s other side, his long limbs reaching over the two ghoulettes. Aether lays perpendicular to the rest of the pack, letting Cumulus rest her head on his chest, and Dew, tiny little thing, lays across the rest of them, careful not to dig any of his bony joints into anyone.

He’s comfortably warm, and Sunny feels the safest she’s felt in a long, long time. She sinks into Rain’s hold, burying her nose into Cumulus’s hair, inhaling the smell of her coconut shampoo. Her eyes flicker shut, breathing evening as she drifts off to sleep.

[starlightoru-gojo]

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[saisons-en-enfer]

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Sometimes it feels like the rain just won't let up. Eventually it ends. Then,

after the storm...the sun does shine once more.

[ereborne]

Song of the Day: February 2

"Bullet" by Saint Motel

[deathberi]

🍂🍁 RUKIA KUCHIKI - SUNSHINE AFTER RAIN / 雨過天晴のひととき ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

[firstrainofficial]

Sunshine after the rain

[iamthecomet]

COMET YOU CAN'T JUST WRITE THAT AND THEN NOT WRITE IFRIT AND RAIN PLEASE???!!!!???!??????????!?!!!!!!!!!???!!!!!!!?????

—🌿🥹(very needy leaf)

I mean, it wouldn't really be a tease if I just gave you everything you want would it? but also. I did it. Under the cut, just for you, Leafy. <3

Rain looks at Ifrit. He's sprawled out on his bed, just how Sunshine and Dew left him, sweatpants tented. The fire ghoul grins at him and beacons him forward with two fingers. Rain pushes himself into motion, crossing the room. He plants himself in Ifrit's lap. Straddling his hips, taking Sunshine's place. Being close to Ifrit is like standing next to a bonfire. Ifrit sits higher up on the bed and drags Rain down into a kiss.

"They get you all worked up?" Ifrit asks against his lips.

Rain nods, kissing him again, opening his mouth, tasting the ginger of Ifrit, tinged with the cinnamon and peaches of Dew and Sunshine, evidence of their teasing still strong on both of them. Ifrit puts his hands on Rain's hips and drags him forward and back. The friction is good, Rain whines into his mouth. But isn't enough. He's had enough of this part. He wants-- "Ifrit, c'mon, fuck me already."

Ifrit grinds up against him one more time before he nods, letting go of Rain so they can make quick work of pulling their clothes off. Ifrit pulls Rain back down into the bed and presses him into the pillows. Ifrit leans over to open the drawer of his nightstand but Rain catches his wrist. "You don't need it."

"What do you mean I don't need it."

"I, uh, " Rain flushes, "water ghoul, remember?" Ifrit reaches down and finds Rain slick to his thighs. He groans as he pushes a finger in. Rain heaves out a breath of relief, that quickly turns to a whine as Ifrit presses up, and drags the pad of his finger over his prostate.

"They really did get you worked up, huh?" Ifrit taunts, sliding a second finger in. "What did you think you were gonna do? Fuck Sunny while Dew fucked you? That's a pretty picture."

Rain whines. He throws his arm over his face. He can feel the blush rising to his cheeks. He nods. That's exactly what he thought, but now the only thing he can think about is Ifrit, the heat of him, those thick fingers pumping in and out of him. His cock twitches on his belly. "What--" Rain's words choke off into a whine as Ifrit adds a third finger. He tries again when the sensation lets him "What about you?"

"Oh," Ifrit scissors his fingers, "I was gonna fuck Sunny and make Dew watch. Then I was gonna fuck him."

Ifrit withdraws his fingers, and replaces them with the blunt head of his cock, pressing slowly into Rain.

"But this is better."

Rain keens as Ifrit presses forward, bottoming out. He hitches one of Rain's legs up so he can go deeper. Rain wants to chew through his lip. He knows, in the back of his mind, that Sunshine and Dew probably haven't gone far. And he doesn't want to give them the satisfaction of listening to him get fucked. But all of that stops mattering when Ifrit starts to thrust. He picks a forceful rhythm, one that makes Rain aware of every hard inch of him. Rain can't bite back the noises anymore, they spill out of him unbidden. "So, fucking wet, Raincloud." Rain blushes darker, he tries to hide his face in his hands, tries to bite down the moans by digging his teeth into his palm. But Ifrit drags his hands away, pinning them both above his head with one of his as he fucks into him. And that would be fine, except Rain's cock is so hard it hurts. The ache of it, insistent, as Ifrit fucks into him, driving him higher and higher with no hope of any relief. "Please, ifrit, touch me, I need--"

"I am touching you." Ifrit says. The only evidence that he's equally affected is the pant of his breathing and the way his hips snap against Rain with increasing urgency.

Rain wants to sob. Hasn't he been teased enough? Ifrit must see something on his face. He lets Rain's hands go and takes Rain's cock in his hand and starts to stroke in time with his thrusts. It takes almost nothing before Rain is twitching, moaning, spilling hot all over Ifrit's hand and own stomach. Ifrit isn't far behind him, barely giving Rain time to catch his breath before he's digging his teeth into Rain's shoulder, cock kicking as he cums.

Ifrit pushes Rain's sweaty hair away from his face. Rolling off of him to lay beside him as they catch their breaths. "We should probably thank them, huh?" Ifrit asks, "gift basket maybe, or--" Rain hits him on the chest with the back of his hand. "Shut up."

[etchabot]

(october 2023) oh yeah! buddies! really good pals! just really good f