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serene-sun · 9 months
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Why we write for Gonst ^^
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serene-sun · 8 months
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𝕻𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖊 𝖑𝖊𝖙 𝖒𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖍𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖞𝖔𝖚!
Pairing: ghouls & a baby ghoul, lowkey sodia, Swiss is so dad
Summary: after a great show, the ghouls make a haunting discovery
A/N: I told my fiancé I was pregnant during Mary on a cross and he flipped, also was bawling tears when they left the stage!! So here is a comfort thing I wrote to distract me from the concert blues.
Swiss yawned and stretched his back, he walked down the ramp from the once shiny and lit up stage.
“I could use a nap.” He said groggy, his vocal cords holding and letting go of his voice.
“Im so hungry.” Cumulus whined, following the ghoul as she fumbled with the button that kept her uniform closed around her neck.
“Im damn thirsty.” Mountain said, slouched over as he grew more and more exhausted. He felt his arms limp, and his ankle hurt.
“That was a great show!” Sodo said, rolling into the ghoulish pack with a confident smile. “I think each time we play here, I wanna come back.” He added, his eyes lit a flame.
“Don’t get me wrong, I love Nashville, but sometimes all of the noise from broad street is too loud.” Aurora said, catching up with them as her and rain covered their sensitive ears.
Rain winced in agreement as he hung with Aurora, phantom and cirrus.
“Wait.” Swiss said, his lead off the line coming to a hult as they approached the dressing room hall. “Do you guys hear that?”
“What is it now? It’s probably them blasting Johnny cash or something down the street.” Aurora rolled her eyes, but she quickly turned to Swiss as she heard the noise too.
“No. No no, that’s not music. That’s a whimper.” Swiss said, investigating with his pointed ears and pin point eye sight.
“Hm? It’s probably the meet and greet.” Mountain replied, looking at Swiss.
“No, that was after their set.” Swiss walked towards a corner of the venue, he came to a tall black curtain and hesitantly pulled it back.
“Uh-“ Swiss was at a loss of words as he saw what muffled crying was behind the curtain.
The rest of the ghouls followed in curiosity, only to be the same as Swiss with their jaws low and eyes wide.
“Uhm…how.” Cumulus tried to reason, as she looked at the frail kit curled up into his knees with hot wet streaks running down their cheeks.
“I’ll….I’ll get papa.” Cirrus volunteered and ran off as the rest of the ghouls ushered the kit to the dressing room.
“Are you alright? How did you get here?” Swiss asked, setting them into the vanity and kneeling down to seem less threatening in size. His eyes soft and his hair damp in sweat, “can you understand me?”
“What do you last remember?” Rain joined in before the door slammed open to reveal a confused papa.
“What? What’s going on?? What’s this about?” Papa copia pushed through the crowd of ghoul frustratingly.
He came to a point of no return when he was met eye to eye with little ghoul.
He had only been in a baggy tour shirt, the one with papas face menacingly staring at the earth as lightning struck the cities they played at. It covered the ghoul like a dress, and he had dark fuzzy black hair and pointy ears. His claws were so sharp they dug into the metal vanity and left marks.
“Oh dear.” Copia sighed, his tense position lessened as he kneeled down with Swiss. “You aren’t supposed to be here, are you.”
The little ghoul stared at him, his eyes unable to close and reopen as he sat so still you would think he was a statue.
Copia brought a hand to his head, but he heard a loud hiss and a sharp sensation at his hand as he noticed the leather of his glove clean slit like a fine blade. Copia looked at his eyes, slit pupils, wide eyes, long eye lashes, and he felt blood drip from his hand.
“Oh this just won’t do now will it?” Copia muttered, looking at his hand, “seems to be he was summoned.”
Sodo rushed to papas bloody hand, he held it and looked at him with concern, “Cardi, your hand.” He worried.
“Don’t worry about me, what matters is how and who summoned this poor bambino.” Copia softly smiled at the fire ghoul.
“Do you think…mm no.” Aurora held her chin, as so did rain and Swiss.
“The perpetrator knew it happened, they left him and clothed.” Copia took his glove off and pressed on his growing wound as sodo held his arm carefully.
“Do you, do you have a home little one?” Copia asked, bravely kneeling to the child again.
The kiddo looked him in the eyes as his chest heaved, “papa.” The kit whispered.
“Eh, yes I am papa.” Copia pointed at his chest, “you?” He then pointed to the kit.
The child’s eyes watched copias carefully, “star.” He slithered his name past his fangs.
“Home?” Copia asked, planting his knees on the dressing room floor.
“Dark, red…hot.” The ghoul frowned, “cold.”
“You want to go home?” Copia asked, “go home?”
The kit nodded eagerly.
“Alright, we will need to send him back to the pit.” Copia stood up and sighed.
The ghouls groaned in unison, “no!”
Copia looked around confused, “well what do you suggest we do then Hm?”
The ghouls looked at each other and then at papa, “take him home?” They proposed.
Copia was speechless, “take home a kit??? Mo- sister would kill me!”
Swiss took the kit and held him in his arms as he giggled at being thrown up so high, “we can teach him our ways.” Swiss smiled.
“Wha-“ copia looked at the other ghouls for answers before taking a moment of silence, “no.”
Swiss’s eyebrows furrowed, “what do you mean, no?” He bit.
“His home is In the pit!” Copia exclaimed.
The kit frowned at the loud noises, “home.” He muttered as he held tight to Swiss’s vest.
“Home.” He muffled again against his shoulder, “Swiss.”
The rest of the ghouls looked at papa with a silent smirk.
Papa looked around the ghouls, huffed, and looked at Swiss as he smiled in victory.
“Home it is.”
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serene-sun · 11 months
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𝕯𝖆𝖜𝖓 •-☀︎-⋆⁺₊⋆ 𖤓 ⋆⁺₊⋆- ☀︎-•
Pairing: swiss x reader, Swiss x dewdrop, dewdrop x reader, aether x reader, mountain x rain.
Summary: you’ve been up since three, considering you were there to see aether make breakfast, you need to back to bed as soon as possible!
*Text*: sensitive topic
“Your up early.” Aether walks into the ghoul den, finding your form wrapped up in a blanket on the couch.
He stumbled along to the kitchen, his flannel pants unevenly hanging from his hips, his shirt was as messy as his hair that went every other direction.
Aether rubbed his eyes, turning on the coffee pot and turning on the stove. He set a pan on it, letting the metal warm up.
“What’s got you up?” He asks, opening the fridge.
“I’ve been up since three.” You yawn, the blooming blue sun shinning through the window and it’s looming curtains.
“Three?” Aether chuckles to himself, he turns around to meet your droopy eyes, his finger tapping the door of the fridge with a sigh.
“Well…can’t say I don’t understand, it’s just like that sometimes.” He closes the door with a carton of eggs in his hand.
“I’m always like that in summer, the cold is just so much better.” You say
You grab the remote and turn up the TV as the morning news came on. You turn and fix the blanket that started to fall off of your body.
The sound of sizzling zones both you and aether out of the morning sleepy thoughts.
The door opens and a tired water ghoul lumbers his way into the room, turning on the lamp beside me as he enters the kitchen.
“Goodmorning.” Rains voice is scratchy and new, he scratches the back of his head.
His dark wavy locks were a mess, the same going for the long and faded band shirt that obviously was not his.
“Who’s shirt is that? Are you even wearing pants?” Aether looks at the water ghoul poring a cup of steaming coffee, he flips the eggs that simmer in the pan.
“Mountains, he shou-“ rains cut off by the earth ghoul coming behind him and bringing him into a tight hug.
You look over the back of the couch, “get a room you two.” You throw a fit looking as mountain practically picks him off his feet.
“Oh don’t worry, we did.” He laughs, much to make your eyes roll
“It’s going to be storming all day, we need to go ahead and bring in the pants.” Rain tells the tall ghoul, hinting towards the weather forecast that was printed across the TV.
“Yeah I was thinking about that.” He replies, “aren’t we getting some hail?”
*The sound of the ghouls conversations fade to white noise, and the sound of the TV makes you feel at home again. Maybe you would open your eyes again and be back home with nobody yelling or throwing things around.*
“Hey…” a voice says, just barely above a whisper.
You groan, feeling your eyes stiffen out as you realize you had fallen asleep. Hmm?
“Your very sleepy, how about you go to Swiss and firefly? You know they sleep in.” Aether rubs your arm, it had fallen from the coffin of blankets you wrapped yourself in.
“Mm no. M fine.” You nod, obviously lying.
You wish you were already there, within their warm confines, maybe Grey would be there purring and sending you to sleep.
“C’mon, let’s get you back into the bed.” Aether wraps you and your blankets in his arms, bringing your head to rest on his shoulder.
He rubs your back, you can feel his quintessential warmth spread through you and making you sleepier than before.
As soon as your head bobs, Aethers already opening the door to dews warm room with his foot. He brings you to his big bed, the black and red cotton sheets are all tangled around dew and Swiss cuddled together.
Aether leans down and sets you between the two, naturally they suffocate you with their love and affection. The room is dark, and the small sound of Swiss snoring and dew purring is making it extremely hard to focus on aether who’s leaving the room.
Swiss’s arm wraps around you, pulling you deeper into his chest. Dew is pressed up behind you, his mustache tickling your ear softly.
“Warm enough?” Swiss asks, he doesn’t open his eyes and he doesn’t go above a whisper.
You shrug, still in defeat of being put back to bed. Suddenly, you feel your back heat up, and the fire ghoul is giving you a tighter squeeze around your abdomen.
“Mm maybe.”
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serene-sun · 11 months
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hi sirius!!! congrats on the followers & thank you in advance for indulging my whore hours, Arcturus with 37 & 40 :)
Arcturus ★ Swiss ghoul
37: “Can I call you bunny?”
40: size kink
𝕭𝖚𝖓𝖓𝖞 🐇
Swiss x reader
18+ NSFW CONTENT
A/n: plz reblog and give me ur thoughts!
“Oh? You like that bunny?” A large ghoul says, a hand holding your head extremely close to the big knotted base of Swiss’s cock.
His other hand holding his phone, his arm tense and making his veins pop as his whole body feel incredibly high off of the way your pretty doe eyes look up at him. Swiss’s eyes are like melted sugar, his sweat caramelizing his delicious grey skin with a chocolatey undertone. His eyes squeeze shut, feeling your fingers caress his heavy balls.
“Fuck- you little-“ he’s cut off by his own groan, “ah~”
All Swiss hears is your angel voice say some muffled sentence under his aching cock.
“You’re lucky I don’t bend you over and fuck you face first into a pillow, naughty girl.” Swiss’s voice is raspy and tangy with venom.
His cock getting hard in your mouth, the heat, feeling his heartbeat on your tongue. Then the precum oozes out of his cock, it tastes delicious. With all of that awarding praise, a mouthful of warm cum awaits which you always swallow and love the taste of.
Swiss is a strong and thick ghoul, his voice is sturdy and his touch is perfect, but he can’t help that he’s a bit sensitive where his swollen tip meets the rest of his length.
His cock is so warm and fitting, a mouth full for sure. His knees lock and he tightens his grip on your hair.
At this point, the camera on Swiss’s phone might not even be focusing on you. From how blissed out he is, how beautiful his moans sound.
He sounds like a siren singing a song, you are infact past dead if not dying again. He’s just so huge, so thick, so much to swallow. You feel his hard tip jamming against the back of your throat, probably leaving purple bruises.
“Bunny can you take my knot this way?” He tries to calm down, catching his knot against your red lips.
You don’t care, you might choke or gag, you might even throw up at how big he has chubbed up inside of your hot and wet cavern.
You nod.
Swiss begins to fuck into you, moving his hips to meet your chin.
You can’t breathe.
It’s too much, your nose is now up against his abdomen and your hands can’t help but find themselves grabbing and clawing at his lower back as he goes ruthless on you.
Without any warning, his knot passes your lips, a hard stretch that makes your whole body shake. It leaves tears rolling down your cheeks and your eye brows furrow.
Your cheeks match the dusty shade of red on his tip as he pulls out quickly.
You whimper
“Why did he pull out?” You think, but the amount of hot white liquid squirting onto your face is answering your question.
You’re blinded now, all senses burned away, all thoughts focused on your now covered face.
“M~ sorry bunny..” he apologized with a shaky voice, “I didn’t want to hurt you any more that I already did.”
Oh dear…you can’t even see his face because when you look up all your met with is his milking cock…blocking all sight…
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serene-sun · 1 year
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I’m so sorry to everyone who has to deal with the trauma too, I’m here for you, and if you ever need a comfort fic- just know I’m here ❤️
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serene-sun · 9 months
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Haydens ugly 🙄
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serene-sun · 1 month
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𝕾𝖍𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖜 𝖌𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖑
Read chapter one
Chapter two of my series, “𝕽𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝕲𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖓 𝕱𝖚𝖓𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖑 𝕺𝖋 𝕾𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖘”
Summary: After a multitude of wrong doings at your catholic church, you and four other nuns are sent on a mysterious transfer to a ministry nobody dares speak of. On behalf of the Count Copia, you are welcomed after a suspenseful journey.
Chapter summary: your first night there, you have a strange nightmare. You decide to take a walk to get rid of the paranoia when the beast from the nightmare shortly introduces himself…not like a gentlemen tho…
warnings: LOTS of sexual stuff but no smut, details of a wolf eating a sheep, sexual harassment (its Swiss flirting), ghoul beef, creepy spiritual activity, nightmares, virginity kink, prey/pred, reader doesn't wear underwear to bed
a/n: shadow ghoul is Swiss, quintess ghoul is omega. This is chapter two of my new series! be on the lookout because chapter three is going to be heartfelt lore.....oh, I wonder if it has anything to do with the cliffhanger...
A loud bang erupted from your sleep, you quickly turned on the lamp beside your bed. A sigh is heard from the other women in the room as they watch you.
“What are you doing? It's the middle of the night?” They say, also turning on their lamps.
You step out of the bed, long nightgown falling to the floor, and the white lace pools around your feet. “I-I heard a loud crash, did you not hear it too?” You say, a shaky voice cracking as a shiver washes down your spine.
“No? Are you sure you're not just paranoid?” One says as she stands up from the bed, she walks over to you and places a hand on your shoulder.
You jump at the touch, “Maybe…I just…I swear I heard something…”
The girl sighed, she let her breath draw out until it abruptly stopped. You could feel her own eyes go wide behind you.
“D-do you see that?” She says chillingly as she points at one of the dressers close to the door. 
“See what?” You ask as you focus on the dark room, but all you see are shadows until your eyes adjust, making a clear outline of a black shadow of a man.
“What the f-uck.” You say as you stumble back, ‘What the hell is that???” 
The shadow doesn't move, it stays still until loud and quick footsteps run across the room, the furniture shaking with them.
Your breath runs out as you run cold, you're speechless as you feel a draft of air come across your face and neck. You feel something sharp like a scratch against your back and neck before a scream rings directly into your ear.
That's when you jump up from your bed and quickly turn on the lamp again, awakening from what seemed to be a nightmare. You catch your breath, surprisingly not waking the others as you pull your hair back, staring into the blanket pattern as to regain thought.
You drag yourself from the bed and take one of the candles, lighting the way out of the room and into the hallway. Your footsteps are silent against the obsidian floor, bare feet patting against the cold crystal lightly as you walk your mind off. 
As you venture farther down the hall you take in the paintings, how they all show stories that would usually be in the bibble but from the other perspective. You took the moment to take in the fact that this was now your home, people, and soon to be your religion. Holding your finger, you don't notice the eyes that begin to appear from the eerie sides of the hallway. 
Your candle suddenly blows out and you gasp, “Hello? Is someone there?” You say, holding yourself closer to the wall in a panic.
But as your back hits the safety of the wall you realize it's no wall at all but rather the torso of a being. You screech, dropping the candle holder as it falls to the floor. A slender and clawed hand covers your mouth as you’re held against the body. Your screams are muffled as you struggle against the figure. Your hands reach about, as the devil's hands slide up your nightgown. Quickly, you use the rosary that was wrapped around your wrist and stab the demon's arm.
They let out a loud groan as you're released.
You stumble onto the floor and crawl away, “Leave me alone! You ratchet devil!” You yell, pulling your knees to your chest.
The beast slowly walks closer with his hands out putting distance between the two, “I'm not going to hurt you, who are you? It's far past curfew.” The voice says, rusty like a blood moon.
Out of the moonlit streek of the hall, his pure black hands show as he gets closer, and two pure white sparkling eyes peer through the night.
“I- I….why did you attack me?” You say franticly as you stand up, grabbing the candlestick and pointing it at him threateningly.
“Woah now…be careful with that thing..” he says, taking a step back as you urge it closer, “you do not know how sharp tha-” He says before you press it to his stubbled chin, even tho you can't see anything or any part of him you can smell cigarettes and sandalwood from him.
“Hey….you best be careful with that thing lady…or we can have some real problems.” He says, placing a hand on your’s griping the gold metal. He suddenly pulls back his hand in agony as he sharply gasps, “Fuck!” The demon holds his hand, angry eyes looking down to the silver cross ring on your finger. 
“Who are you? Why are you here? Why do you have that?” The nameless ghoul grabs your wrist, making you drop the stick.
“Y-you scare me….you attacked me!” You defend as tears bubble up.
“You're obviously not from here….you must be one of the new play things….” The beast shadow says as it softens his grip, “My apologies for being so rude, we just have strict rules here regarding curfews…” 
“I…apoligize too….” You couldn't believe you were saying sorry to a hellish creature but perhaps he was like the first ghoul you met, “Please explain the curfew…”
“Well for one…they put you in the wrong part of the ministry…this is too close to the northwest wing for comfort.”  he says, “You must be in your rooms for the rest of the night before midnight….usually any guests breaking this rule gets a harsh verbal beating from the sister imperator…” He says, hand sliding down your arm and pushing the lacey sleeve up, “But If you have special permission from one of the upper clergy men….your safe.” his touch is soft and almost addicting, his eyes shiny like the moon behind him. It makes you want to faint like you must consume him whole before he's gone like the wind.
“Why…..why is there such a curfew?” You ask, thoughts being drained as you wander off into the endless range of his eyes.
“Because….here…after the sun leaves us we demons roam.” He says, hand softly tracing up your shoulder and collar bone to your chin to hold, “Everything not behind a closed door after midnight belongs to us….” He caresses your cheek.
You feel a wave of heat wash over you like a fever, except this was no simply cured one. What was this plaguing love that filled you? Was this admiration? Fondness? Jealousy? What sin had tainted your heart so black that it coils up like this? To make your veins run empty and your lungs frail. What could possibly have your head pounding so hard you can feel your eyes unfocus and blur out as your mouth runs dry? 
Could this possibly be lust? Such an evil intrusive need, invading like wolves on a sheep farm. You can feel the wolf's eyes stare you down, and that shiver runs up your spine as his position gets lower. Like a star, he pounces and lets his fangs dive deep into your flesh. Blood spills everywhere as small pieces of wool spill from the unsilent night like snow. How innocence was instantly turned into nothingness, to the abyss, how life so quickly faded into the blackness of violence. To death. 
Except you were no sheep, no little lamb a child could lie on. And this beast, claws, tail, eyes, and motion like a wolf was not one. Perhaps he would have the same intentions, to devour what has been lazily left into the night. Forgotten, lost, innocent, and vulnerable you were in this dark mysterious presence. It would be child's play for him to ruin you, to take every ounce of life and dignity away. 
You let out a soft moan, your eyes opening softly as you realize you have lost yourself. You stand faint in his arms, his tail wrapped around your parted legs. The soft nightgown bunched up to your hips, exposed legs and genitals, how you could feel your nipples harden at the cold gust of breath fan across the fabric so daring to fall down your shoulders. The top four buttons were undone and tampered with like they were viciously pulled apart. His claws dig into your thighs, one slender black finger caressing high enough to just barely touch the hair hiding away your wet folds.
Your so out of it, this plague was more a drug than any impulse. You feel limp, like your half out of blood and oxygen. His other hand wraps around your throat, and that feeling becomes a reality as he softly squeezes. 
Your eyes slowly fall shut from the lack of oxygen till the lust-filled demon jolts, a voice across the hall coming from two fierce black eyes. Their aura is even stronger than this one, overwhelmingly strong and relevant to the first nameless ghoul. You could tell they weren't the same, just by the voice this one was far more dominant and older. 
“Shadow.” He says, deep voice trembling your heart rate it almost snaps you back into reality. 
“Quintess…lovely to see you…” The captive-holding ghoul says behind you, his grip getting tighter as the hand around your thrat goes to pin your waist against his. 
Were these their personal names? Perhaps it would be easier to give them all names instead of calling them all nameless ghouls.
“Let her go..” Quintess says arms crossed as he steps into the moonlight. 
Your eyes are wide open now, standing up straight as you see the first look of what a ghoul is. He has white hair, pure as snow that's brushed back and slightly wavey. His eyes are normal besides the white slit of his pupil. He has two chipped twisted horns that look to be made of lapis llazul, they glow and sparkle even with their harsh rugged used look. His face is soft, and round, and has a nice defined chin and jaw. His skin is also white but has a hint of purple and grey. Two scars ride from his pointed ear to his lips, which look like claw marks from some kind of fight. His tail is particularly long and has a furry end. He's in a black uniform, it has a hood but is pulled off, it has a large belt with symbols on it and a crucifix necklace. You feel safe by his look, he has the same energy and intentions as the nameless ghoul.
“Why…you know as well as everyone else that what's left to the dark belongs to us,” Shadow says, seductive voice gesturing to the lamb trapped in his arms.
“You and I both know that if she denies you sex you will go back along your night with no second thoughts, You're only trying to look strong and powerful because she's new. You were delighted to see that she wasn't one of the usual sisters of sin roaming around because they wish to either die or be filled with your cum. So of course why not ruin this catholic virgin before one of the fires does.” He says simply, your a little embarrassed but you try to escape his grip.
Shadow growls, “I do not have to worry about if she wants it tonight or not, she will come to my chambers one of these nights, swarmed with thoughts and dreams of me pounding her delicious tight cunt because that's what lord Asmodeus wants out of her and that's what she wants.” he bites back, “There is no escaping the lust she will feel for me, just wait your time and ill send you a letter soaked in her orgasm and signed with her blood sweat and tears explaining how she loves being whipped and bitten to oblivion.”
You tremble at his words, unsure of what any of it mean.
His arms let you free and you stumble to the other side of the hallway, thankful for this white ghoul.
“T-thank you..” You breathe out so heavily it hurts, you want to hug him for his kindness.
“Go on, shadow. To find a seeking victim.” Quintess says as the shadow ghoul disappears, even before you get to see any part of him besides his eyes and arms.
“Are you ok? Did he hurt you in any way?” The ghoul asks as he looks you over, strong demeanor coming down as he softens. His face fills with worry, and concern as he fixes your nightgown and buttons the top back together.
“No, i….I'm dearly sorry…I seem to be causing trouble here.” You apologize to another demon, “Forgive me…”
“Oh, child, no concern needed your very very new and you have much to learn.” He says, fixing your hair as well, his hand acting as a brush with his claws as he wipes the strands of hair from your forehead. “Come let me get you back to bed..”
“No wait…I” You say nervously, “There…was something in there…it doesn't feel safe..” 
“Hmm? Is there a ghoul in there?” He asks,
“No…I just...I mean not to be childish but I feel a dark entity in there and I felt it watch me as I sleep..” You answer you had always felt spirits, another reason for your removal from the church. 
“That's alright, I understand, we do have wondering spirits here.” He says, hand placed on your back to guide you down the hall, “If you don't mind, you can sleep in my room tonight, I won't be using it.” he offers
“Oh, that’s very kind of you, I don't want to barge you out though.” You say as he leads down the hall.
“Don't worry, I'll be sleeping with a friend tonight anyways.” quintess says as he soon opens the door to his chambers. 
It's nice, a cozy and warm look with a made bed in the corner between bookshelves and a few storage boxes on the other side of the room. There was a cold and cobwebbed-covered fireplace. The room had obviously not been used for quite some time, but you stayed quiet. 
You sit on the bed, feeling over and noticing there is something under the pillow. You grab it, only to realize that it is a lock of black hair tied together with a silky purple ribbon. 
The quintess ghoul quickly takes it, “I apologize, that wasn't supposed to be there.” he says
You nod, “Sorry…i'll go to sleep now..” You say before he leaves. You can't helo but stay up even later wondering what the lock of hair was, and why he was so tense about it. It was so black, like night, and it was so little of it….
like it had been scavenged pieces found across the floor.
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serene-sun · 3 months
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The ghouls and their litters
Baby fever is hitting hard, 10 weeks until a ball of crying flesh shoots out of my vagina. So here is some ghoul dad and moms!
Rain: like a reptile, he lays three to four eggs and it takes about a month for them to hatch after the painful four weeks of growing them. It’s most likely gonna be three girls, long hair and pretty gills.
Aether: a nice big litter of 5 or 6, they’re all a different part of his personality. Ones hyper, ones silly, ones sleepy and so forth.
Swiss: he is a family guy like aether, but I think his litter would be only one. He’s definitely an only child type dad.
Mountains is two, they’re both little sprouts with a full head of hair.
Sodo: fire kits are allot to handle, his litter would probably be 12 to 16. (By the way he turned out, you can tell he was born in a big fire family) good luck to whoever the mom is 😫
Air ghouls have specially 4! The girls love them to pieces. Two of them are definitely Tom boys, as most air ghouls are girls. But the little boy kit is definitely a mommas boy.
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serene-sun · 3 months
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Hey! Congrats on the promotion‼️ Also I has a request for you~~
I feel like there isn’t enough Chubby fem readers in this fandom. However you are one of my favorite authors. You see where this is going?
My request is: Could you write a Copia x Chubby Fem! Reader please? It would mean the world thank you so much!!!
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Thank you lovely, and yes I got your request previously. Sorry for the long wait- I currently have the flu. I agree, there really aren’t, and copia loves you so much. This is mainly more of a comfort fic and fluff, because it shouldn’t be a big deal if your chubby since your beautiful either way! You know what I mean? But everyone needs comfort :)
𝕮𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖆
Pairing: copia x fem chubby reader
Summary: you and copia grow close as you prepare for the spring ball, if only your insecurity didn’t stand in the way
Warnings: insecurity, stereotypes, small mentions of nudity and boobs, cumulus is fairy god motherrrr
A/n: every body is beautiful, there will be a part two that will be makeup sex,
REFERENCES: shoes | dress | copia |
“Yes papa,” you say, hands clasped together as you nod your head.
“Ah what would I do without you, bel sole.” Copia says as he places a hand on your shoulder.
You smile softly, a small blush appearing across your face as his eyes leave yours.
Papa copia wasn’t very touchy with anyone but the ghouls and his brothers. So it was times like these where he would give small moments of affection to his favorite siblings.
Today, you were helping papa with preparing for the spring ball. It was a staple of the abbey to greet the new season with a special party. Rituals and ceremonies would follow.
You had just finished brining groceries into the ghoul kitchen, they had their own wing as well as a den and kitchen and such on. Now that you were papas assistant, you took it upon yourself to take care of the ghouls as well as your leader.
“Ah! Did you get the macaroni I like?” A ghoul popped up from behind you, startling you out of your daydreams.
You straighten your habit, “uh…yes I think so.” You say as you regain focus.
“Hey, you alright? Look a little pink.” He says, a concern voice growing.
You look at them and smile, “oh I’m fine, just hot.” It wasn’t the truth nor a lie. The red apple of your cheeks was both from the layers of your uniform and the activity.
“Let me I unpack, go to your room and cool off.” They say as they take a few of the bags, “I know it must be hot in all of those layers.”
It’s not like you were dressed for winter, but you refrained from the tight and showing uniforms the other siblings wore. You stayed to the traditional full length and modest coverage, you were more focused on worship than lust as most others had, so you saw no need to sexualize yourself. It had its pros and cons, you mainly wore full coverage because of your insecurity a on your curves. It hurt to see them in the mirror, and you tried but couldn’t get rid of the soft hills and valleys of your body.
You always grew up with Barbie dolls and shows that showed ‘normal people’, so from the young age you grew up thinking that your beauty was negative. However you were happy for the other women bigger or the same size as you that proudly showed off their shapes. It’s not like you hated chubby people, it’s just that you didn’t feel comfortable in your own body.
You walked to your room and closed the door, quickly pulling off the warm fabric. Your dorm room was between the ghouls and papas, all 5 papal chambers on one hall, as well as a hall for each era of ghouls.
As you got fully undressed, you were about to unclasp the back of your bra, breasts already about to spill from the black laced fabric before the door opens half way, a sorry gasp from the door frame.
“Ah! I- I’m sorry miss!” Papa exclaims, lips parted and wide eyes as he freezes at the sight of your body.
You let out a cold breath as you shiver, “get out! Get out get out! Why doesn’t anybody knock??” You fill with guilt as he quickly closes the door.
You melt onto the bed as you hide under the covers, “oh god oh god he’s gonna fire me now.” You worry as you shutter.
After a few hours, it comes dinner time and you are forced to meet him again.
“Eh..I want to apologize for earlier, it is completely my fault for not knocking.” Copia apologizes from behind his oak desk, a blush on his face, you can’t tell if he’s embarrassed or shy from your figure
“No it’s…it’s ok…it’s my fault for not locking the door.” You say, trying to brush it off your shoulder.
“Well…how about we have dinner in here? I’ll make it up to you, where’s your favorite restaurant? I’ll pay.” He says as he smiles
You’re a little shocked but nod, “eh…you might not fancy my choice but really anything works.” You smile, not wanting to ruin the now happy mood.
After you both have dinner, he hands you a glass of wine, “here, have a glass, we should celebrate preparations done for the ball.” He said as he brushed his finger over your hand as you took it.
You tried not to blush, you anxiously pulled the hem of the white part of your habit over your chin, afraid of his eyes lingered any longer he would see the imperfections.
“Well, eh thank you.” You chuckle as you take a sip, “cheers to you for making such things happen!” You smile softly
“Oh no amore, you made it possible, possible for us all to find happiness…joy…laughter and..love.” He says, almost lost in your eyes before lighting up, “eh in the party! The party gives us that.”
You shake your head, getting rid of any foolish ideas, “w-well thank you.”
After the night, he took your hand and kissed it, leaving you to your room in shambles. You were happy at first until you began to broke down, you loved him, so very much but he would eventually want to see you and take things further to nudity. You cried into your pillow. you set your rosary, the one he gifted you when you just joined the clergy, on your desk by your studies as you tried to calm down.
After a few days, you met the older man again in this office. A few of the ghoulettes swarming him with fabrics.
“You called?” You ask curious as to what the clothing was for.
The girls hummed, “he looks better in blue, it brings out his eyes.” One said, “no! Red! He looks darker!” The other replied
“Eh…I wanted your opinion on what to be worn at the ball.” He said sheepishly
“Well…I like the blue…” you say as you walk up to him, low voice as you straighten the loose tie, “like the rushing river, calm, strong…and beautiful.” You say, hand glazing over his chest, copia was silent, his eyes locked on you as he cleared his throat, “blue it is.”
You stepped back, shocked you got that close, “excuse me, I- I need to set up tables.” You say as you leave the office in a rush, “oh…gosh..” you mumbled to yourself as you hold your red hot cheeks.
Another day goes by, another dinner with the older gentleman and a small therapy session with cumulus, you finally grow the strength to buy a dress.
It was a high neck dress with layered bell sleeves and long skirt. It was white, and little green flowers on the edges. When you got ready, you had white flowers placed In your hair. It was nerve racing because the skirt was thin and if you looked close enough you could see the lining of your thighs and undergarments. It was snug around the bodice and breasts.
When you first stepped out the room, you hoped you look good.
When you met in the ball room, you searched for copia, but you hung to yourself nervously.
A hand was placed on the small of your back, you froze for a moment, “p-papa, you look lovely.” You say as he appeared, slicked back hair, blue vest and white button up.
He takes your hand, “you look ravishing…say, do you want to take a walk outside?”
You nod, lost in the feeling of his touch.
He walks out outside the party and into the endless gardens, “so tell me…why do you always wear that uniform?” He asks as the moonlight covered you both.
“Oh well…I’m not exactly as confident as others.” You say softly as his fingers intertwine with yours, “perhaps you changed me…”
“I feel you change me as well, I feel…new warm butterflies when I talk to you..” he admits, sitting you down by the roses.
You cover your face as you smile, “well I….i feel the same, like…like a wave of adoration.”
Copia sets a hand on your thigh, “perhaps…it is love?”
You want to hide away as his lips are only inches away from yours, “uh…I…I”
Copia places a hand on your chin, lifting it up to him, “mi amore, I love you, do you love me as well?” His upper lip brushes against your chin.
“Papa I…I can’t sa-“ you want to confess, but the large bell at the top of the abbey rings and you realize it’s not a dream from your endless lonely nights, but rather real with consequences. You pull away as copia leans in to kiss you, you stand up and stumble a little as he looks at you in horror.
“I’m sorry, I took it too fast amore please..” he pleads as he takes your hands, “let me restart-“
You feel tears swell, “b-but I- I love you too…” you say in a scared voice as you shiver, running off deeper into the garden as your heel falls off, leaving the older man in despair.
Copia held the glass shoe, a soft tear falling from his lashes.
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serene-sun · 4 months
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𝕿𝖔𝖔 𝖒𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖊 18+
Paring: any male you’d like x gn AFAB reader (I wrote it thinking of Swiss)
Warnings: rough sex, biting, blood, fingering, low key breeding
A/n: I cc this from me thirsting to friends, so enjoy this whatever
His hands covered in your arousal as your panties hang around your ankles.
Laying in his lap as his palm rubs your clit as his two or three fingers dive into you over and over.
Think about your hips squirming against his hard dick as more and more arousal dribbles out of your clenching my cunt
The sound of wet insides as his fingers curl and hook and tug.
Inching closer and closer to orgasm
His other hand spreading your legs wide, fingernail imprints on your inner thigh ar you spasm on his fingers
Your core feels so good, you need him so bad
His breath is heavy, lips brushed against your neck as he licked up your skin
Mm the way the couch gets all wet, but he kicks off your panties so he can pull you closer and balance you on his lap. He gets frustrated and flips you over back against the couch as he climbs ontop of you, nude form hot and erect. In the process the half empty wine bottle crashes to the floor and its red blood covers the floor.
His cock is so big, he pushed it against your dripping hole
A whine escaped your lips as he pushed in
He whimpers, he didn't expect you to be so deep and hot. Like a wet cave, he plung deeper into you until his base rubs against your throbbing clit. His pubic hair rough on it
You cry, tears escaping your fluttering eyes as he starts thrusting in and out of your hole in a hurried rough pace. The couch hits the wall over and over again as the lamp shade on the table shakes.
Your seeing stars as your breath stays in your lungs. Nails digging into his strong hairy arms that will surely draw blood.
His lips are hot as they go to bite yours. He escaped as he repositions to get a better angle Deeper, harder, slower, his cock pushes against the end of your cunt, cum already spilling deep into your womb as he grabs your breasts. His eyes never leave yours, dark maroon eyes swirling with pleasure and passion and ownership as he starts to cry.
He's like an animal, eating up every shake and scream you give him
He growls, hot ropes of cum filling your cunt as he gives a few deep pleasurable thrusts
He groans, animal noises escaping his hitched breath as he tugs on your hair
He heaves as he pulls out, it tugs a little as it plops out. His long thick girth that meets at the top with a nice firm tip dripping with more cum as he bends down to harshly bite your clit.
Hes so nice and kind on the outside, but once you draw the curtain his animalistic needs and disgusting thoughts take over like a ghost of the past
He wants more, more of the few strains of blood now mixing with his cum on your cunt. He wants to destroy you
He could go forever, more rounds than you could imagine
He rubs his cock agaisnt your slick folds, you whine and claw at his chest as he slips back in. He looks at you, at those pitiful eyes that are oh so innocent compared to this sexual energy that he has
He pumps your pussy full of his cum, and makes you cry and drip with every breath you take. He's already on his 6th orgasm as he pushed you against the wall, a photo falling to the ground and smashing to a million pieces like your dignity did the moment he pulled his cock out during the movies sex scene.
You should've known about this the moment you said yes to coming to his home after the party
And like the moment he first came, he orgasms for the 7th time as he watches your body fall to the floor. Heavy breaths setting panic in your chest as sweat, cum, and an amount of blood paints your two bodies like a story written by love itself.
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serene-sun · 3 months
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A great teacher
CW: virginity loss, period sex, reader is sex slave kinda, degrading, uhhh idk really lmao
Pairing: omega, ifrit, phantom x fem reader
AUTHOR NOTE: I hope this is cringe, and you know what? I hope you get horney and laugh at me
When a new ghoul is summoned, it’s traditional for them to be introduced to the wonderful world of sex by the ‘elder’ ghouls. And today, is just phantoms lucky day, the best teacher in the minister is open for lessons.
It all starts a week after the summoning, give the ghoul a few days to adjust and learn names.
A simple poster is printed and stapled to the community bulletin board, and a phone number.
“HELP WANTED”
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Phantom was dragged to the ghoul den by omega, he had an evil look on his face.
“Come on, ready for your initiation?” He spooks him, the smaller new ghoul a little worried as they push open the door.
Inside, all of the lights are off, and only the lightning and omega covered the windows off the mountain top as candles lit the warm room.
On the large leather couch, infront of the fire place, the fire ghoul sits nude.
“When and if you want to stop, say jellyfish.” Omega whispered into his ear as he grabbed phantoms behind, earning a squeel as he fell onto the couch with ifrit.
“W-what is this?” He asked a little frightened, were they going to kill him?? Eat him?? He had read ghouls can do canabalistic things???
“Your so very fragile, not yet broken by the worlds cruelty.” Ifirt bit as he held the ghouls chin, “if you want to survive than you have to have a weapon, and that weapon is sex.” He smirked as he slid a thumb across the quint ghouls soft lips.
Omega walked behind the couch, he then disappeared into the darkness of the room and returned with a sister of sin in fuzzy handcuffs and a satin gag.
Phantom started to drool at the way he was being treated, he felt his dick get stiff.
It hasn’t even clicked for him that ifrit was naked, “w-what is that?”
“Aw…puppy.” Ifrit mocks him, he grabs his cock and starts stroking it. “Just let that pretty small brain of yours figure it out.”
Phantom whines, he eagerly takes his own clothes off as the sister of sin is pushed onto the couch in ifrits lap.
Ifirt spreads her thighs, and stroked her slick folds, “this is her cunt, go ahead and smell it, she’s nice and fresh.” He said, a little bit of blood dripped from her folds and onto the fire ghouls thigh as he spreads her with his two fingers.
Phantom gasps, “I-is she injured?”
Omega laughes, “no, she’s on her period, which means she’s nice and tasty.”
“Go ahead, taste her, this cherry is the best part.” Ifirt said, tapping her clit and making her squirm.
Phantom gulps, he had never touched a woman in this way before. He licks up her folds slowly. He was taken back for a moment as the flavor of blood and arousal sat on his tastebuds. He sucked on her clit, nibbling softly as he felt his hard tip be brushed against ifrits boot that was left on.
Omega moaned, “yeah just like that, lick her nice and clean.”
Phantom swirled his tongue around her clit, and cupped it to hold the pink mixture slowly dripping out of her red clenching hole.
The woman whimpers, thighs wanting to squeeze together but stopped by strong hands. Her muffled breath drips softly from the black silk.
“Now watch, this is what you do.” Ifirt says, flicking his forehead away from her cunt. his chin and nose looking ridiculous like a pig was starved and given a strawberry pie after.
“Get your cock, and put it in her.” Ifrit demanded, grabbing phantoms base and jerking him forward as he let out a sob from the feeling.
Phantom did as told, he put his knees on the sides of her as she was moved to the other side of the couch. The leather squeaked as hot sweaty skin started slapping.
“Ah fuck!” He moaned,
“Go ahead, put your hands around her throat, do what feels good.” Ifrit directed in a soft growl
This…was gonna be a long long..LONG night
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serene-sun · 10 months
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Your room was dark, it was so late that the night light had already turned off. Your eyes snapped open, horrible images flooding your mind as you wake up.
You take a moment to breathe, relieved that it was all fake. You soon felt tears bundle at your eyes, and soon spill. You had to be sure he was ok, you needed to know that your papa was alright and that the dreams had told you wrong.
Your shiver as your barefoot feet bring you to the now cracked open door of papas room, you gently pull yourself in.
Climbing atop his tall bed, you try not to wake him but the man still stirs and groans at the movement.
You sniffle, and try to not wake the papa with your cries, but it soon becomes a good reality when his arms wrap around you.
“What’s the matter amore, why do you come on such a night with your silent weeps?” Papa whispers, groggy sleep still on his tongue.
You feel his chest hair on you as he brings you to lay ontop of him, he gently strokes your hair.
“Another one.” You muffle into his neck
Papa understands now, and he’s quick to pull the covers over you and tighten his grip.
“I’m here amore, I love you.” Papa kisses your cheek
“I love you papa…”
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serene-sun · 4 months
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𝕸𝖊𝖉𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖓𝖊 18+
Pairing: aether x reader
Summary: you have strep and aether is here to help, but you need a distraction from the pain.
Warnings: pussy eating, eh hickies, nothing really bad but there is a small hint of piss but it's not allot
Author note: this is my Christmas gift to and from me, and also to my friend eli
“I made your favorite,” Aether said softly as he opened the door with his foot to your bedroom.
“Oh..” you whine as you spot the trey in his hands, while sitting up in the bed you don’t let the blanket leave any skin exposed.
“Oh, I got more blankets and brought them in here earlier but you were finally asleep.” He chuckled as he set the tray beside you, “Gonna have to use your arms.”
You whine and slowly take them out of the warm cacoon. A shiver runs through your body as you get chill bumps.
“So has it gotten better?” He asks as he unwraps the civil-wear.
“No,” you say in a whisper, throat too scratchy to talk.
Aether hums, and he watches as you dip the spoon in the bowl swirling it with warm soothing liquid before taking it to your mouth. The way it slides down earns a moan.
Aether looks at your too Half above the blanket nest, you weren’t wearing clothes so your breasts popped out above the cotton sheets like a frame.
Aether watches your expression as he lays the backside of his hand on your chest, then slides it down to start groping it. “I think you still have a fever, very hot.” He said sadly before brushing over the nipple.
You whimpered as he touched, but it felt good nonetheless as chill bumps covered you again.
Aether sat a bit closer to you as he moved the trey to straddle your hips as both hands massaged each breast. He pushed some of his quintessential magic into you so you would ease from the pain-bearing sickness.
You stiffen but melt into his touch, your hands slide on top of his as you feel over his veins. His fingers rub deeply into the flesh of your breast as he squeezes the nipples until it turns purple. He starts to grab harder as he looks into your eyes.
You squirm as his magic starts traveling down to your cunt, making the already hot organ drip with arousal as the folds slide against each other. Your clit buried in flesh starts to poke out as your clenching hole squelches as you move.
“Aether…” you whimper, almost unheard.
The ghoul nods, he rubs his horns against your head before crawling under the blanket and gently licking up your vagina's hot slit before he pulled apart your folds like book pages. He breathed heavily against your core that clenched around nothing.
Your clit poked out of its safety and throbbed. Aether rubbed the point of his tongue against the small hole of your urethra. He prodded at it until your clit brushed against the top of his nose, earning a loud moan from you above
Aether took a deep breath before taking your clit into his mouth, swirling around the hood with his tongue before unraveling it and sucking on the bare little bud.
He continued sucking until your squirming legs squeezed together on both sides of his head. He took it as a sign that you wanted more.
You cried out as he slid two fingers into your tight vagina. Aether worked your clit and hole as his other hand gently massaged your urethra with the pad of his thumb as little beads of urine dripped out from her holding off an orgasm. He brought his lip down to collect it
She squeezed around his fingers before squirting, sliding down his throat just like the hot soup previously.
He quickly escaped the sheets for a breath of air as he realized he was being suffocated by plush thighs and lips.
“Think you need a little distraction, little bunny?” He said deeply as he pulled down the zipper of his jeans and pulled out his aching erection that leaked with cum.
You bunch up the blankets around your ears and nose as you nod with knitted brows, and watery eyes pleading as she spreads her legs.
Aether chuckled as he let go of his cock to take off the rest of his clothes, it sprung back up with a glistening glow of cum coating his girth as it leaked from his tip.
The ghoul got back to his spot under the ocean of fabrics as he poked his head out at the top to kiss her collarbone before sliding into her vagina.
You whimper as his thrust opens you up more, his cock pushing against your cervix lightly as your inner walls rub against his penis as he pulls out and moves quickly back in.
You whine as he starts to ram into your heated cunt at a quick speed, rough pubic hair rubbing against your overstimulated clit.
He slams back into you as he bites down on your chest between your breasts, a purple mark beginning to form as he sucks harshly. Over and over again he did that across your breasts before his hands wrapped around your waist.
His balls slapped against the bottom of your ass as the base pushed deeper and deeper with every new thrust. You were filled to the brim with his penis, it glided across all of your pleasure spots and weak ones. Your urethra throbbed as you held back another orgasm. Some liquid flooded aethers cock and your pussy as you orgasmed unintentionally.
The big ghoul doesn’t stop pounding your tight and swollen vagina before licking a long stripe up your cheek. His forked tongue played with your bottom lip before kissing you passionately.
Aether hammers your cunt with 4 large and forceful thrusts as he slowly pounds your vagina full of his sperm. Hot seed coating your walls as it drips down your hole and to your ass.
“Fuck.” He grunts as he gives one final shove before more ropes of orgasm fill you both
You gasp for air as you realize how long you were holding it. You breathe heavily as Aether plops down on your chest, head in the crook of your neck.
“I…I-“ you stutter to find words to say.
“Shhh, shhh little angel, you will feel better soon.” He says as Aether caresses your cheek.
You whine but nod, turning over to cuddle into his chest.
“Filled with medicine now,” Aether smiled wickedly
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serene-sun · 1 year
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𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖑 𝖋𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖘 𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖎𝖗 𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖙𝖞
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ℜ𝔞𝔦𝔫.
Long legged boy
Some good ass abbs
The cutest nose ever
Has a matching tattoo with Swiss
Ruffles on all his clothes
Actually low key very funny
Loves tossing a ball between shows with sodo/dew
Not very shy, it’s the truth sorry
His voice is literally just the recording of an angel
Horney meter 7/10
𝔰𝔬𝔡𝔬/𝔡𝔢𝔴.
Very funny, not in a chaos or menace to society way, he actually has some really funny jokes to crack
Very shy, no like really
That Swedish accent make my heart flutter
ALWAYS with Swiss
Respects women with a passion
Makes far to many gay jokes (honestly don’t know if it’s in a bromance way of if there’s a little fruit to his goose)
Sarcastic
Horney meter 8/10
𝔖𝔴𝔦𝔰𝔰.
the glue of the ghouls
Has a little band with Mounti
I can’t really tell what kind of accent he has but there’s something there a lil bit
Forgets to close drawers and cabinets
ALWAYS dancing
Genuinely humble
Uses his mustache as a weapon (hard to explain but the people who watch his lives understand how upset we get when he “leaves it in the bathroom”)
Uses 3 different cups at ones, one for wine, one for tea, and another for water/Coffee
Laughs at his own jokes
Loves helping people
Did I mention that he is ALWAYS dancing?
Calls everyone “Jack”
Horney meter 9/10
𝔪𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫.
Not shy, just doesn’t really do much when not necessary if that makes sense
LOVES dogs
We already know he tall af
Finds everything funny in one way or another
Goofy boy
Australian accent
Sorry- I really haven’t seen allot of him soooo
Horney meter 2/10
𝔞𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯.
GOOFY AF
Dancing too
Very much animated
British accent (it’s so cute I swear)
He’s so cute and adorable, I JUST FEEL SO Extrahapobscureness
Has banana with him at all times
Woman respecter ✊🏻
Horney meter 2/10
I really don’t know what else to say bc he’s just so perfect and cute that that’s just what he is!
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Going to link my favorite songs by each of them for anyone curious, but know that you WILL hear THEIR voice and THEIR IDENTITY
Aether Swiss rain 1. 2. sodo/dew mountain papa(Tobias) 1. 2. 3.
(Also please don’t ask or bother them about ghost, they could be fired!)
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serene-sun · 10 months
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Some Swiss fluff, I will advise you that there is one sex joke!
The air is still, the light sound of movement and shuffling outside wakes you. Rubbing your eyes, they crack open to find yourself swaddled up in a bunk.
The blanket isn’t yours, the view from the window isn’t yours, and the smell of cherry and oak wood is not yours either.
You hear distant laughter, and through the window you can see a taller ghoul laughing about something with the others.
You notice that the bed you’re in belonged to Swiss, you must’ve fallen asleep on the couch, leading him to put you to bed.
The bus door squeaks open, and the sound of talkative ghouls fill the room. One by one it gets louder.
“We definitely need more cereal.” You can hear phantom say, another ghoul agreeing.
You yawn and stretch, letting a leg fall from the bunk, another limb joining.
You hop from the taller bunk, feet hitting the cold cheap vinyl floor of the bus. The light is so sudden and bright that you need a second to rub your eyes again, the sensation so good you let out a little whimper.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you.” Swiss says, now face to face with you.
He’s holding a solo cup, and he’s clearly in pajamas already. He smelt of the outside, the sun was just under the horizon, the sky a purple haze.
“M it’s ok.” You finally have a clear vision of the tall ghoul.
“You uh, fell asleep so I..uhm…put you there.” He says it slow and awkwardly, he doesn’t know where to look other than his bed that you just crawled out from.
“Thank you, I didn’t mean to fall asleep, sorry about that.” You crack
“Oh no don’t apologize, it’s that after show sleepiness!” He smiles and brings you into a tight hug.
You can tell he wants it, maybe even need it considering how tight and secure it feels. Swiss sets his cup aside, probably going to be forgotten soon.
“It’s pretty late, 10 o’clock, we’re about to hit the road.” He says, leaning against the side of rain bunk.
“How far until the next city?” You ask, leaning as well
“Nine to ten hours depending on the driving asshole meeter.” Swiss laughs, you chuckle with him.
“So you’re heading to bed?” You ask, trying to seem like you’re not curious at all.
“Eh yeah, can’t really do much when they’re driving.” Swiss laughs, scratching his head.
“Say, your bed is very comfy.” You move out of the way so Swiss can climb into his.
“You’re welcome to sleep with me, not much room but…there’s enough for different positions.” Swiss winks, his joke obviously not very funny. But his comment is enough to make your eyes roll.
Maybe there would need to be multiple positions tonight…
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serene-sun · 10 months
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HC’s or a small drabble (whichever you prefer) about Ifrit knotting his s/o for the first time
TW: the purple parts is where he is choking reader (in a positive way)
@lady-jane3 👌🏻👈🏻💦
The first time ifrit had said, “could you help me when I go into heat?” You hadn’t taken it too seriously.
But now that your pinned against his bed with his hard cock grinding into your ass…you had once again misunderstood ghoul nature.
It’s like his heat was transferring into you, he was already hot for a fire ghoul, but now he was almost too hot to touch.
He fumbled with his pants, whining at the friction between his throbbing cock and jeans. He groaned when he was free, his shirt was already off.
He sounded like he was going to cry, you could tell he was trying to hold back.
But fuck…the way your thumbs slipped under your pants and pulled them right over your ass…he knew you wanted it just as much as he does.
“I need- I need you to say the safe word when you need to.” Ifrit mumbled out, slowly ripping your shirt off and grabbing at your chest.
“Need you…now babe.” You beg him, feeling him already leaking pre cum onto your back side.
Right then, the room fades to black and all your senses are overwhelmed. He thrusts in and out of you so inhumanly fast, so deep and hard.
He’s out of breath and his claws dig into your sides as they wrap and squeeze you.
You feel like your about to pop, he’s so large. You didn’t know they grew…that big…when in heat.
He’s hitting your insides so hard that you feel a thump, thump, thump.
You also feel water droplet hit the top of your head, but your so far gone in the moment that you don’t realize it’s him crying.
You can’t breath, it’s like your soul is being sucked out of you.
Ifrit pulls out, and quickly flips you over. For those few seconds you realize how quickly swollen you have become. But that’s only tighter you are for your lover.
Before you can take a look at him, his hands wrap around your neck, pressing down and squeezing together. You grab his hands, they are so large, veiny, and strong.
He fills you up again, and your so full your body physically rejects him. But he’s so powerful, so strong, and so…very large compared to you that your body has to accept it.
You feel him nail your insides so hard that both pain and pleasure turns your brain to mush. The pain has turned into pleasure, and although there’s a little bit of blood from his claw marks, your smiling cheerfully as he rails into you.
You try to speak, you try to talk but your so far out from shore and your moaning every second that nothing comes out. Not even a syllabus or sound, just pure crying.
You feel him stutter, he tried to pull out once more, but all he can do is attempt to jerk himself out. But he can’t, his knot is already caught in you. So all he can do is go even more deeper, your eyes are wide and your mouth falls open. Your not moaning anymore, the feeling is so great, so overwhelming, so amazing that you can’t breath. You hold your breath, and you feel him stuff you full of his knot. He gives you a few more thrusts, and he’s collapsing onto you, he can’t open his eyes or speak. He’s struggling just to breath, he’s lucky he could pull out.
All of his stamina is gone, his dried tears cover his face, and you feel the cum start dripping out of your tight, and very very swollen entrance.
Fuck you love it when ifrit is in heat
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