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feralghxuls · 1 year

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merry christmas ya filthy animals

You Call On Me

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Dew/Swiss

Tags: Finger sucking, Hand & finger kink, undernegotiated kink (they have an Understanding, everything in here has been discussed previously offscreen), light somnophilia (sort of), boot kink

Words: 2,240

Summary: Swiss is feeling needy, but he won't ask for what he wants and Dew gets fed up with it. (Not that shoving his fingers into Swiss's mouth is really a punishment, but hey)

Dew's a little mean and Swiss loves it.

Swiss slinks past for the seventh time in the last thirty minutes, not quite making eye contact with Dew as he brushes by and lifts his tail. Dew stares him down, masking his hunger with a look of irritation.

It’s just the two of them and Aether in one of the common rooms, a movie Aether wanted them to see playing on the TV, but Aether is the only one actually watching it. Well, he was, sort of. He’s curled against Dew’s side on the little loveseat they’d claimed, but he’s long since lost the battle to heavy eyelids, so really it’s just Dew and Swiss.

And Swiss isn’t even pretending to watch the movie, instead choosing to act like a needy whore, getting up from his armchair across the room every ten minutes to refill his drink that doesn’t need refilling, to root around for snacks he doesn’t eat, to get a blanket, to put the blanket back and return with a different one. Weak excuses to stand and brush past Dew, to make sure he catches the rich cloud of want that’s rolling off him in waves.

Dew would be lying if he said he wasn’t falling for it. The first time Swiss had pulled this, had sidled by far too close for how much space there is, bumping his hip against the arm of the loveseat and flicking his tail against Dew’s shoulder, Dew had watched him with dark eyes, heady anticipation filling his chest. He’d expected Swiss to come back from the tiny kitchenette behind him and plant himself on Dew’s thighs as he so often does to Dew and any other ghoul with an open lap, but he’d returned to his own chair instead, sinking into it and spreading his knees, pretending to watch the screen with one ear half turned towards Dew.

By the third time Swiss pulled his little stunt, the room is already stinking of want, but Swiss still hadn’t asked for anything, hadn’t even spoken, and had still barely even touched Dew, though he had at some point popped the top few buttons of his black button down. Dew aches to reach out and rip through the rest of them, to see Swiss laid bare before him, but if Swiss wants to play games, then fine. Dewdrop can play this game.

Read the rest on Ao3!

#dorito.txt #dorito writes #dorito fics #the band ghost #ghost bc #the band ghost fanfic #swiss ghoul #multi ghoul #dewdrop #dewdrop ghoul #sodo ghoul #aether ghoul #ghost fanfic #i think thats it for tungle tags #anyway. happy fingers in his mouth sunday etc etc #please enjoy dom dew and subby swiss #...occurs to me i have Only posted sub swiss #hes a switch i prommy. mean dom swiss fic will come soon enough #anyway. wrote this in like 3 hrs this morning

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thermodynamic-comedian · 2 years

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if you guys knew how many amazing ideas i had you would be so impressed. and so disappointed that i will never ever act on them

#what ideas am i talking about?#well uhh umm uhhh uhhhhh-#the. the otagakure as ghost bc. yeah that thats a good one-#nooo but like. orochimaru in a papa emeritus outfit.#kabuto as nameless ghoul rain. and maybe like also with his horns and fangs and stuff just for fun #and because dragon kabuto fits the nameless ghoul look better and stuff #sasuke as dewdrop?? possibly #tayuya and karin as the ghoulettes. tho they never had a canon interaction...#suigetsu as swiss because he's a pure element of chaos thrown into this mess #juugo as mountain? yea i could see that #kimimaro could be aether i guess #anyways i dont know. what this post is #this post is a thinly veiled request for anyone with actual talent unlike me to draw this idea #/hj

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ominousposting · 2 years

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i know he plays an electric guitar but every time i see fire ghoul my first thought is usually “whys he playing a small bass ???”

#fire ghoul #nameless ghouls #the power of being a bass player and thinking every electric instrument thats vaguely bass shaped is a bass #fuck i should probably tag his other names when posting about him #dewdrop ghoul #sodo ghoul #i. i dont know the rest that arent joking names.

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hypnoneghoul · 2 months

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Hyp how do you feel about Dew or Aeon getting railed into nothing but pathetic whimpers by Rain or Swiss?

ehhehe

ngl you always come here with the best damn requests... you said "or" but i saw an opportunity so i went and made it an "and"

850 words, transmasc dew, transmasc aeon/phantom (used aeon because thats the name in the ask and its whatever for me), vaginal sex, praise and slight objectification

Having proper sex on tour wasn’t the easiest. Of course, the ghouls always managed, but proper sex? It usually had to wait for a hotel night and even then they rarely could go full in, being tired of getting scolded for noise complaints and… other complaints. Also the beds were usually too small.

Usually…

This time, for whatever reason, Dewdrop, Swiss, Aeon and Rain were all put into a room together. They all groaned at the news, already imagining being stuck in some tiny shithole where they’d have to constantly keep themselves from ripping each other’s heads off. It all changed when they actually saw the room.

Again, for whatever reason, this hotel was good. Great, even, and the four of them had no idea what they did to deserve such a room, but they’d use it well. Very well.

A few hours after they got to the hotel they were already in the middle of something that could be called an orgy if not the lack of… ritualism.

The first round went by too quickly for anyone’s liking, due to their pent up energy, but they could go for as many rounds as their little demon hearts desired. They had started out with Rain laying flat on the bed on his back, face smothered in Dewdrop’s pussy as the fire ghoul sat on his face, moaning like a whore against the headboard. Rain’s cock had been passionately sucked by a certain quintessence ghoul, who in turn was being fucked from behind by Swiss.

Everyone knew who’d go first, and sure enough, it didn’t take much for Aeon to moan wantonly around Rain’s cock as he’d come, his cunt clenching around Swiss’ dick. That threw both the water and multi ghoul over the edge, too, and Dewdrop had followed shortly after, flooding Rain’s face with slick.

Soon enough they were on it again, this time Rain and Swiss pounding into Dewdrop and Aeon respectively, with all their might, from behind. Skin slapping against skin, various bodily fluids soiling the sheets; moans, whimpers, grunts and cries along with filth and praise spilling from different sets of lips.

“Good boy, Aeon,” Swiss groaned, earning himself a squeeze around his cock for the praise. The quintessence ghoul whimpered under him and Swiss could see tears or drool—or both—dripping from his face onto the bed. “My good doll.”

The noise that left Aeon this time made Rain next to them growl, drilling his cock deep into Dewdrop. It was his turn to moan wreckedly and shudder, arms barely able to hold himself up. Rain smoothed a hand down his sweaty back as he bent down over him, not being able to stop himself from a moment of softness.

“Doing so good for me, droplet,” he whispered. Dewdrop whimpered pathetically, all but choking on his spit. The water ghoul smirked at that, pressing a kiss to the top of his mate’s spine before straightening back up and snapping his hips again, making Dewdrop rock forward.

Swiss turned his head to Rain, grinning at him as he mimicked him, nearly sending Aeon flying to the other end of the bed. “Wanna switch?”

“What?” the water ghoul huffed.

“Our little fuck dolls,” Swiss explained, still grinning, and Rain’s cock kicked when Dewdrop clenched at his words. He liked the idea, then.

With one last thrust Rain pulled out, groaning at the sight of his mate’s ruined cunt. Swiss did the same, slapping Aeon’s ass on his way, and after a bit of shuffling, the water and multi ghoul were slamming back into Aeon and Dewdrop.

All of them were so sensitive, they felt so close, but still not really there. Dewdrop and Aeon were so fucked out that they couldn’t do anything but let out wrecked noises and incoherent babbling. Swiss and Rain weren’t much better off, holding onto their minds with iron grips.

He was so gone he probably didn’t even know who was fucking him.

Soon enough, though, Dewdrop’s moans started to increase in pitch and his cunt started to feel even more slippery, driving Swiss truly insane, but it was something else that made him cum at the spot.

“I’m c– close… Rainy, please.”

Swiss let out a broken whine and folded himself over the fire ghoul, snapping his hips one more time to bury himself in as deep as he’d go and spill inside Dewdrop, clinging to his back. His second orgasm of the night washed over him, too, at the feeling of being pumped full of warm cum.

When the multi ghoul’s sight returned to him, he noticed Aeon was currently squished under Rain next to them. He guessed Dewdrop’s words affected him as much.

The four of them panted heavily, half passed out. Swiss glued his cheek to Dewdrop’s shoulder and kicked up a pleased purr at the intensity of his smell. He closed his eyes for a second.

Or so he thought, because when he opened them again—after not getting a response to something he said—everyone was asleep. In the same positions that they’ve cum in.

#hypnone writes #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #dewdrop ghoul #rain ghoul #swiss ghoul #aeon ghoul #phantom ghoul

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thesunhatesme · 3 months

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(Dew and Phantom arguing in the living room as rain and Aether walks in

Phantom:I HAVE BIGGER LUNGS THAN YOU SO I CAN HOLD MY BREATH LONGER THAN YOU!

Dew:NO YOU DON’T AND THATS NOT HOW IT WORKS PHANTOM!

Rain:You’re both wrong, I can hold my breath for the longest

Dew:Oh, Is that so!

Phantom:You wanna bet!

Rain:Fine by me!

Dew:Fi- *goes quiet*

Aether:*staring at Dew* Dewdrop

Dew:

Aether:Do you remember the rule

Dew:*sighing* Yes

Aether:what is the rule

Dew:*pouts* Im not allowed to take bets

Phantom:Ha! You sucker!

Aether:*ignoring Phantom* and why is that

Dew:*rolling his eyes* because I have no regards for my personal safety

#phantom ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #rain ghoul #aether ghoul #the band ghost #incorrect ghost quotes #incorrect quotes

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beefboyandbabygirl · 9 months

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W.I.T.C.H (Woman In Total Control Of Herself)

⊱ ━━━━.⋅ εïз ⋅.━━━━ ⊰

pairing: elf!jeonghan x witch!fem!reader

genre: fantasy, smut, straight up smut, fluff if you squint?

warnings: HUGE amounts of possessive behaviour, making out, knifeplay? (its arrowplay, a new kink i invented), degradation, manhandling, hairpulling, unprotected sex, oral (fem receiving), public sex, mindcontrol/witchery?

wordcount: 2k

a/n: alrighty i am BACK and more feral than normal, because this is way longer than it was supposed to be but oh well. this is technically a request/idea from the lovely @hwanghyunjinenthusiast who simply said elf jeonghan and "not sure if thats enough to go on" but here we are 2k words later...

The morning truly couldn’t get any better.

You had awoken in your cottage, the sun kissing your skin through the curtains. A long, drawn out yawn escaped your throat as you stretched the fatigue out of your limbs, and you remembered that because of the full moon last night, today would be the perfect day to go searching for supplies.

So you dug through shelves of potions and crystals for a dress, stepped into your best wandering boots and grabbed a woven basket for ingredients, not forgetting to make sure the protection spell on the cottage was properly set up. Then you strolled through the forest, listening to the frogs croaking “good morning!”, when they heard the familiar sound of your leather boots rustling the fallen leaves. There was no mistaking the forest was magical. Besides the talking frogs of course, the forest glowed. Glowed with all the power of the beings living there, the magic flowing through every flower petal, every root, every dewdrop. The forest wasn’t just scientifically, technically magical. It was also magical in the way humans used the word. Magnificent and wondrous, and you were so glad you got to witness it every day.

After a long walk you finally arrived at the waterfall, the one where you always found the best, most fresh ingredients for your potions and practices. You began to pluck, humming an old melody to yourself as the contents of your basket started to increase.

“Well, well, well. What a lovely surprise.”

You knew that voice. You knew that voice very well.

Unfortunately.

“How much of a surprise is it really, Jeonghan? I'm here after every full moon.”

The elf had been standing there for a while you assumed, because when you turned to face him he was on the other side of the waterfall, in the midst of sharpening his wooden arrows. And he didn’t even need to, you knew that. He was a high elf, born with a silver sword in his sheath. He could simply lounge around with his long blonde hair sitting perfectly, only the tips of his pointy ears peeking through all day. He didn’t have to hunt or fight if he didn’t want to.

And he didn’t want to.

“Yes, well. You don’t own the place”, he replied, before he deemed his arrow sharp enough and nocked it to the bowstring.

“No, I don’t. And neither do you. Though I am aware of how high elves like to think they own everything in this forest.”

Suddenly, a long sharp object flew past you, making a paper thin cut into your cheek and penetrating itself into the tree behind you. You looked back at Jeonghan, furious as you saw him, bow raised and smirking at your reaction.

“Everything, you say?” The elf began walking towards you while you carefully brushed a finger across your cheek, noticing nearly no blood was falling onto it.

“And that includes you, I suppose?”

He was standing close to you now. Very close. So close you could have made out every imperfection in his skin, if he had had any.

Curse elves and their absurd immortality.

“Am I hearing you say you think you own me, Yoon Jeonghan?”

At some point he had kept walking, now pushing your body against the tree behind you, his arrow still sticking out of the bark. You dropped your basket to the ground. A witch like you should know better than to mess with the high elves, but something about Jeonghan hindered you from keeping yourself controlled with the help of your powers.

Jeonghan reached over to the side of your head, pulled the arrow out of the tree and studied it in his hand for a moment.

“Would you like me to?”

The next moment you felt something cold against your neck. The base of the arrowhead met your skin, and you let out a sharp gasp as he twisted it so the sharp side was now pressing into the flesh, but not roughly enough to draw blood.

“Would you like me to prove it to you? I can own you, Y/n L/n. All that is required of you…Is that you allow me to.”

The ground below you felt like quicksand and your head was spinning. You shouldn’t do this, you really shouldn’t, no you should know better. You we’re in control. In control of yourself, your feelings, your responses. But there was nothing you could do to Jeonghan. He was resilient to all your charms and incantations, and even if he wasn’t you wouldn’t dream of what would happen if you tried to magically influence him. You already felt out of control.

Why was it so thrilling?

“Yes…”

Your voice was weak. Heavens, you were already weak.

“Yes what, witch?”

“Take me. I’m yours.”

That was all it took for him to be everywhere. His hair was in your hands, his scent was invading your nostrils and his crotch was pushed tightly against you, already grinding at a steady pace. The moans you were making against his lips were borderline obscene, sinful even.

“Such a little whore, already moaning so loudly for me, out here where anyone could hear you.”

Not completely true. Whether they were wizards, elves, orcs or another type of being, this place was fairly secluded. But the mere thought of somebody stumbling by you, seeing your dress bunched around your hips and Yoon Jeonghan sucking marks to your collarbones, only made you wetter and your moans louder.

Soon enough your bodice was ripped open, and your undergarments gone. Jeonghan brought a hand to your soaked cunt, teasing slowly with a single finger.

“What a good girl you are, already so wet for me, hm?”

His eyes flicked towards where the tip of his finger got coated in your slick, and as arousing as it was to watch his eyes glaze over in lust, it was equally frustrating that he was doing nothing.

So you got it together. Breathed in through your nose, and closed your eyes, focusing. Focusing on his finger prodding at your entrance, his hot breath on your ear, his hand on your waist. Then you tracked. Tracked the strings of his nerves, through his veins all the way to his heartbeat. It rang loud in your ears, and now you could truly feel all of him.

“What…”

Steadily, his breaths against your ear became faster, the tempo of his heartbeat increasing, as you focused on him and only him.

“What…In the names of the saints are you doing to me witch?”

He fell to his knees. Right there, in the outskirts of the forest, you watched as Yoon Jeonghan fell to his knees in front of you. You didn’t raise his heartbeat enough to hurt him, of course. Just enough to heighten his lust. Just enough to drive him mad.

“You’re not the only one with tricks, Yoon Jeonghan. Now get to work before I stop your heart completely.”

That seemed to be enough of a threat for Jeonghan to begin licking and sucking at your pussy like a man possessed, or maybe he was just as sick of the teasing as you were. Clawing at his blonde locks, throwing your leg over his shoulder, you were letting him devour you as drops of water from the waterfall splashed onto your exposed legs. Never had you felt so featherlight, so completely, and it sounded ironic, bewitched.

“Jeonghan, fuck s’good- Ah!”, you moaned breathily as he hit a spot that felt just right. When you looked down, you caught his eyes fixated on you, wispy bangs obscuring his vision but not enough to mask that twinkle of something in his eyes. Something intoxicating.

Something possessive.

As soon as your gaze had met his, you reached your high, hardly able to register that Jeonghan didn’t stop after.

He was mumbling something dirty against your inner thighs, but the blood was still roaring in your ears and all you could think about was how desperately you needed him inside of you.

“Jeonghan…More, please.”

His ministrations on your thighs didn’t stop as he responded.

“Hm? More what darling?”

You caught your lip between your teeth, trying to hide the sudden downpour of bashfulness washing over you at the prospect of having to vocalize what you wanted from him. Him, this ridiculous, cocky bastard of a creature that you always thought you despised.

“Want…Want you inside me, Jeonghan please”, you whispered.

He got up from his spot on the ground, now much bigger and taller when he was looming over you like this, one hand on the tree behind you to cage you in.

“I think you can do better than that.”

You whimpered.

“For heaven's sake Jeonghan, please, I’ll do anything!”

A scoff left his lips as he smirked and ran his tongue over his teeth, thinking over his decision.

“Probably shouldn't be making deals with a witch…But what the hell”, he mumbled before grabbing your hips and turning you around, so your hands were planted firmly against the surface of the tree.

“For a beautiful witch like yourself, I will do anything.”

Those whispered words were enough to leave your cunt even more soaked, and it didn’t help when you felt the tip of his hard cock nustling in between your folds (you had no idea when he had got rid of his pants but oh well, magic right?).

“Been thinking about this, you know? Everytime I see you here, ah-”

He pushed into you slowly, producing strangled grunts and moans from the both of you.

“Everytime I see you, In these cute dresses, bending over every fucking second.”

Then he thrusted into you sharply. You would’ve fallen over if you didn’t have the tree to support you.

“Always thought about just walking right up to you, and taking you right then and there. And everytime I saw you bathe here, fuck. Just wanted this body all to myself.”

The thought of him having seen you bathing in the waters, naked, should have scandalized you, but instead it left your legs wobbly and your mouth hanging open in a silent moan.

It went on like that for a while. A long while, in fact, of him grunting lewd secrets and confessions against your skin while you begged him to let you come. And eventually he did, because just like you too had promised, he would do anything, especially if it involved having his cum dripping out of you by the end.

He helped you get your undergarments back on, now obviously ruined, and then he kissed you.

Not like he had just a few moments earlier. It was short and oddly intimate.

“What was that?” You tried your best to look disgusted.

“A kiss, darling. Have I really fucked you that dumb?”

You rolled your eyes at him and picked up your basket again. It suddenly felt a lot heavier.

“Whatever, it’s not like it’ll happen ever again.”

He laughed at that. Fully, shamelessly, loudly laughed with his pants half on and his hair an absolute mess (and it was never a mess). There was something quite endearing about it.

“Oh, darling…Oh, you’re just adorable.”

Quickly he laced his pants up, and walked over to you again.

“We’ve made a deal, haven’t we?”, he said, grabbing your hand in his.

“Anything, no? That was the deal?”

No words could form in your tongue, his searing touch the only thing consuming your thoughts. You realized you might have actually gotten yourself into something very…Complicated. Complicated but strangely exciting.

He simply smiled at your lack of response.

“Don’t be a stranger, Y/n.”

His hand raised yours to his lips, as he planted the most gentle of kisses on your knuckles.

Then he was gone. Walked into the mist between the trees and the grass and became one with it.

You had no idea what to think of Yoon Jeonghan after that.

Other than how you already wanted to see him again.

#seventeen x reader #svt x reader #svt smut #seventeen oneshot #seventeen smut #jeonghan x reader #yoon jeonghan x reader #jeonghan smut #yoon jeonghan smut #jeonghan oneshot #jeonghan request

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v-ternus · 3 months

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Mediocre yet competitive swimmer Dewdrop— he loves swimming, even after he became fire.

On the promise of good behavior, Sister let him join the local rec league. You might be thinking thats not fair, he’s a ghoul, a water ghoul at that!

And yeah thats a fair assumption. But jokes on you, he’s mediocre at best when he’s up against humans. Compared to other ghouls? Dont even bother asking him to race. But he loves it all the same, he has so much fun.

His favorite is butterfly and he fucking hates breaststroke

#the band ghost #nameless ghouls #dewdrop ghoul #dewdrop ghost #dewdrop #dew #ghost hc #dewdrop headcanons #fire ghoul #ghost band #ghost band headcanons #ghost headcanons #shitghosting

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bubbleboybev · 4 months

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every year dew challenges mountain to grow a pepper too hot for him to eat. the pepper tasting has become a whole event at this point. everyone gathers around to see if dew can eat it. aether begs them not to do it so he doesn't have to see dew in the infirmary later. last year dew blew smoke out of his hears cartoon style but he insists that doesn't count

#swiss is a big supporter of this event #mountain can be silly too guys #of COURSE hes gonna try to grow some kind of insane pepper #thats his dewdrop #and hes not gonna take a challenge to his gardening skills lying down

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amara-among-the-stars · 4 months

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Ifrit to the rescue.

Aka Dew finds himself in a bit of a situation and Ifrit helps.

Ifrit was ready to strangle someone. Mostly the weather newscasters.

If… He was allowed to. Mother fuckers said it wasn’t going to snow, yet here he was having to help the others keep the Abbey warmed since it was a blizzard out there.

His packmates whined a bit, complaining about the weather. But Ifrit loved that fact that because of the cold weather, it always ended up in a giant pile or small piles in rooms. The one who complained the most about the cold was Dewdrop the new lithe water ghoul. He did not bode well with the coldness at all and this was Dew’s first winter topside. Ifrit thought it was kind of cute… To a point. He mostly liked it when Dewdrop fluttered those long eyelashes and begged Ifrit to warm him up from the inside instead of just cuddling. The shorter water ghoul looked better spread out around his cock anyways.

Speaking of the little water ghoul, Ifrit needed to find Dewdrop anyway; the little shithead was nowhere to be found and Ifrit knew he took off with his favorite maroon colored hoodie at some point during the week and he wanted it back. Ifrit also knew Dewdrop had gone outside at some point with Alpha and Mist, since Dewdrop was Mist’s little shadow despite Alpha telling him not to go outside in the blizzard now turned into a soft snow fall.

Anyways. Thats besides the point. Right now Ifrit wants his hoodie back and cuddles from the short as fuck ghoul. And maybe to get his dick wet if Dewdrop was up to fooling around.

Noticing Aether was in the kitchen as Ifrit walked in, Ifrit grinned and slid up behind Aether.

“Aether?” Ifrit asked, pressing himself against his packmates back and nosing against his neck, laying a chaste kiss to said ghoul’s cheek now. Aether let out a surprised chirp at the presence of Ifrit; not that the quint ghoul was complaining as he adored the beefier fire ghoul.

“Yeah Firebug?” He asked.

“Where is our precious kelp head?” Ifrit questioned back, nosing against Aether’s pulse point on his neck.

“Our lovely little spitfire is in Mountain’s room with Zephyr and Mounty. Good luck stealing him away from those two, the three of them dashed in there pretty quickly.” Aether replied, stepping out of Ifrit’s grip. The larger fire ghoul huffed, pressing a chaste kiss on Aether’s lips before making his way to Mountain’s room. Sure enough as Ifrit stood in front of the door he could hear Dew’s high pitched moan along with grunting. Sighing, Ifrit decided to open the door anyways, expecting to see the three of them in the throes of passion; however the sight before him was one he didn’t expect to see. Ifrit assumed the trio were fucking by the sounds of the noises. No, instead Mountain and Zephyr were trying to get Dew’s tongue… unstuck from a large icicle that was already starting to melt.

“Uhh… What the fuck happened?” Ifrit asked as he shut the door and walked up to the trio.

Dew whined some more, flailing his hands about, wildly gesturing to the icicle as he spoke despite it being muffled by the icicle.

Zephyr cackled as he rubbed Dewdrop’s shoulder while Mountain sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation.

“Alpha and Mist dared Dewdrop to lick an icicle since he’s never seen one before as this is his first full winter topside. We’ve been trying to get him unstuck for a while. Care to help?” Mountain explained. Ifrit winced.

His poor partner had tears welling up and spilling down his cheeks as he made grabby hands towards him.

“Yeah. I can help Dewy out, lemme sit on the chair though and you can sit on my lap okay?” Ifrit suggested. Dew nodded and let Mountain pick up the shorter ghoul, letting Ifrit settle before plopping him onto Ifrit’s lap.

“Mounty? Can you get some towels? I'm going to melt the icicle down a bit and see if it works that way,” Ifrit instructed.

“On it boss.” Mountain replied and set to work. Ifrit warmed up his hands and started tracing around the icicle lightly, careful to avoid Dew’s tongue so he wouldn’t shock him or burn him as Mountain came back with towels.

“Drape one over his chest and one around his shoulders.” Ifrit stated.

Mountain hummed and did so, stepping back and sitting on his bed next to Zephyr as Ifrit worked his magic. Zephyr cuddled up to Mountain, waiting so he could pounce on their water ghoul and pepper him with kisses and cuddles. Zephyr could tell the poor thing was starting to shiver as the cold water dripped down the towel and soaked Dewdrop’s shirt.

“It’ll be okay Waterbug. Iffie is almost done and then we can change into comfy clothes and have a nice cuddle pile.” Zephyr soothed. Dewdrop flashes his bright blue eyes almost like a sad cat and reaches out for either Zephyr or Mountain and made grabby hands. Mountain scooched so he was at the edge of the best and grasps Dew’s trembling hand; pressing a kiss to it.

“You’re being very brave Waterlily. So proud of you.” Mountain whispers, leaning over to press a kiss to Dew’s forehead.

Soon the icicle was gone and both Ifrit and Dew were … soaked to say the least, Dew shivering and whining until Ifrit pulled his hand away.

Dew thanked him by turning around and shoving his face into Ifrit’s chest and trembling, hiding his tears.

Mountain and Zephyr moved closer to gently rub Dewdrop’s back and soothe his worries.

“You did a good job Waterfall. But please, never do that again. I kind of like your pretty talented tongue.” Ifrit cooed, gently stroking Dew’s silvery locks. The smaller ghoul huffed and looked up at him, face still semi buried in Ifrit’s chest.

“Promith. Ith hurth. Cuddthes. Now.” Dew slurred out, slow blinking up at Ifrit.

“Yeah baby boy. We can cuddle you. I'm sure Mountain has a hoodie you can borrow for now.” Ifrit spoke. Mountain nodded and grabbed a … maroon hoodie. The exact hoodie Ifrit was looking for earlier.

“Thief. I thought Dewy snagged it.” Ifrit joked as he undressed Dewdrop and helped him into the hoodie. The water ghoul wiggled his way into the middle of the bed and wrapped his tail around Zephyr’s ankle and was rubbing his head against Mountain’s shoulder, his crackly rumbly purr emitting from the shorter ghoul.

“Heh. He did… Originally, but I stole it from him. Now, get in the nest, you space heater.” Mountain called out from his bed.

Ifrit laughed and stripped down to his boxers and crawled next to Dewdrop, making the smaller ghoul yelp as Ifrit tugged him closer to his chest and adjusted Zephyr so the air ghoul was now against Mountain. Dew whined as his tail ended up being unwrapped from Zephyrs ankle.

“Zethhh nooo. Cmere.” Dewdrop mumbled out. Zephyr hushed the water ghoul, wrapping his tail against Dew’s cold ankle.

“Drama king, its alright. Don’t speak for a while, your tongue is still swollen Love.” Zephyr spoke. Dew huffed and crossed his arms but wrapped his own tail back around Zephyr’s ankle and settled against Ifrit’s chest, gently kneading on Mountain’s stomach. Dew had to make sure he had some point of contact between his three partners as he slowly drifted off to sleep.

“Nap time then. Just to warm up our cold little princess and to make sure he doesn’t go around licking random things then.” Ifrit joked.

“I mean, Alpha did give him 20 bucks for the dare, since he said Dewdrop wouldn’t do it. But yes. No more licking random shit Dewy.” Mountain replied. Dew twitches his ears in response and lets out a rumble.

“Can we be quiet and nap now? Dew’s already passed out and Id like to join him.” Zephyr huffed out, nuzzling against the back of Mountain’s neck.

“Okay okay. Closing our eyes now. Calm down grumpy pants. Sathanas.” Ifrit teased as Mountain rolled his eyes at his partners.

The foursome fell into a nice deep sleep, nice and warm. And Dewdrop learnt his lesson as to never lick an icicle again.

#amara writes #ifrit ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #aether ghoul #zephyr ghoul #mountain ghoul #the band ghost fanfic #ficlets

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miasmaghoul · 1 year

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putting thoughts of rain/dew trans dew fingering into your brain

like i dont think about this ENOUGH ALREADY

(also i put Dew in a skirt i hope thats cool)

"Keep your mouth shut," Dew snaps, arms crossed and face flushed.

Rain's trying to hold it together, he really is, but -

"How the fuck -" he breaks into tight giggles while Dew stares daggers at him from across the common room. "Dew, what -"

"I lost a fuckin' bet," he grumbles, staring at the floor. "That's what." Rain bites his lips shut to keep from grinning, but it's a losing battle.

Dew stands before him in the usual black t-shirt and heavy boots, but his standard black jeans have been replaced by a short, flouncy, baby pink skirt. It doesn't even reach mid-thigh, soft fabric resting against softer skin.

"That's a good look for you," Rain teases, dabbing moisture from the corners of his eyes. Dew scowls at him, stalking over to hide behind the kitchen island. Rain tilts his head, watching the rather distracting way the fabric swirls around Dew's skinny thighs.

"Fuck off," he gripes, stretching his arms out and resting his forehead on the stone countertop. "This is humiliating."

"What bet did you lose, anyway?" Rain sets his book aside and unfolds himself from his chair, striding over to the kitchenette. He leans on it with both elbows, chin resting on his fists. Dew huffs out a defeated sigh.

"Does it matter?"

"No," Rain chirps, "tell me anyway."

"Asshole," Dew mutters. After a minute he heaves a very dramatic sigh, raising his head just enough to glare across the island. "I bet Swiss -"

"Ah, say no more," Rain cuts in with a smirk. Dew raises an eyebrow at him. "Dew, you have never won a single bet against Swiss the whole time he's been topside." Dewdrop drops his head back onto the counter with a thud.

"I know," he complains, "I swear that fucker cheats, there's no way he's good at everything I give him."

"Or maybe you just enjoy losing," Rain says with a shrug, "why else would you keep trying?" He stands and rounds the end of the island while Dew gives a discontented grunt. "If it helps, it really does suit you."

"Fuck off," Dew spits again, still face first against the counter while Rain moves to stand behind him.

"No, I mean it," he insists, taking in the way the skirt hangs over Dew's slim hips. The way it hugs the slight curve of his ass and sits high on the creamy thighs he so loves to live between. Rain reaches out to finger the fabric, imagining how easy it would be to flip up and get Dewdrop all exposed for his viewing pleasure. "Actually, I think this is an improvement. I think you were made to be in cute little skirts like this."

It's meant to be a joke, at least mostly, but the very distinct way Dew's shoulders tighten is a dead giveaway as to how he's feeling. Rain feels a cruel little smile curl at the corners of his lips.

"You agree, don't you?" He drops the fabric, callused fingertips drifting featherlight just under the hem of the garment instead. Goosebumps raise in the wake of his touch, and despite the way Dew shakes his head Rain can feel the truth. "Don't lie to me, sweetheart, I can tell you're loving this."

"I promise you I'm not," Dew mutters, tensing further at Rain's words. But he makes no effort to move, to get away, and that's all Rain needs to prod further.

"Sure you are," he murmurs, pressing himself against the little ghoul and resting both hands on his hips. "You like looking all sweet and pretty, don't you?" Rain leans over his back as Dew lets out a small sound of protest. "I can smell it on you." Dew whimpers, soft but obvious, as Rain licks the shell of his ear.

"Shut up, would you?" There's no venom in the words, despite their tight delivery. Rain grinds against him and Dew lets out a quiet groan at the feeling.

"Why? I like it too, can't you tell?" He's only half-hard, but the thin fabric of the skirt offers little in the way of a barrier. "Don't you want me to get underneath it?" Rain skates him fingers beneath the hem again, higher this time. "Get my head between those thighs and make them shake?" Rain's fingers drift higher still. "Flip it up while you're bent over and -"

Rain pauses, listening to the way Dewdrop's breathing has picked up as his fingers trail over the milky skin of his inner thighs. It's damp already, and Rain comes to a realization that has him leaking into his boxers.

"Dew, are you not wearing underwear?" He breathes it into the little ghoul's ear, and Dew makes the most beautifully pained sound as he shakes his head.

"Part of the bet," he sighs, pressing back against Rain's hips. His hands are balled into tight fists, hair hiding his face. Rain growls low in his throat.

"How long do you have to be like this?" Rain drags a finger through slick folds and Dew lets out a low groan, shivering at the teasing touch.

"A fuckin' week," he whispers, gasping when a wet finger circles his rapidly stiffening clit. Rain huffs out a pleased chuckle.

"Good," he nips at the smaller ghoul's ear, relishing the broken moan Dew lets out when he sinks two fingers into his tight heat, "then I can take my time with you."

Rain stands, pushing away just enough to see the way his hand disappears beneath the skirt. The ruffles at the hem sway as he pumps in and out, fabric clinging to Rain's long sleeve. It's entrancing, and when he crooks those fingers the sound Dew makes is positively feminine.

"It you can be a good girl and cum on my fingers, maybe I'll let you ride me later." Dew clenches tighter around him, moaning as he shoves himself back against Rain's hand. "You can even keep the skirt on while you do."

Dew shouts into the countertop as his legs start to shake.

"Maybe I'll invite Swiss too," Rain croons, "let him see what a pretty little princess you can be."

Dew sounds like he could cry.

Rain plans to make him.

#miasma's work #the band ghost ficlets #dewdrop ghoul #rain ghoul #transmasc dewdrop #in a skirt

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forlorn-crows · 5 months

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based on stage presence i think dewdrop is way more stoic than most ppl write/characterise him.

dgmw he's absolutely a little shit and fiesty as fuck but i dont think thats his constant personality you get me??

ALSO WHILE WE'RE HERE I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THAT SATAN GAVE HIM NO ASS SHORT HEIGHT *AND* A SMALL DICK?

nah dew is hung and i refuse to believe otherwise (all of this is meant light hearted just in case that wasnt obvious)

~atmosghoul

im fuckin ded atmos. i support your big dick dew agenda even if i am fond of the little dick dew (but i also am going against the grain by liking little dick mountain too sooooo we even out??? idk)

he def got no ass tho. sorry ass-having dew truthers lsjflkklds (sooo sooo /lh). that boy fuckin flat as a 2x4. so is mountain. just dew in a capital font as far as body composition goes pfft

and back to the point about his personality, yes i do think he's more stoic than people write him! think of the introduction video made by ghost itself, he's described as 'the stoic one'. standing rigidly with hands behind his back. as he often does.

he can absolutely be a little shit. all of them can. but i agree, i dont think thats his default setting. he'll get a little twinkle in his eye after being quiet all day and then you know you're in trouble lol.

i think he's def more level headed than a lot of people write him to be.

#ask #atmos

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rain-ghoul-appreciator · 4 months

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ok ive the brain was braining and i have ended up with headcannons on how the ghouls died and all the lovely shit

(tagging @ominousposting cause our ideas r so similar its kinda scary) ((super telepathy magic right here kids)) (((cause im like 98% sure ive never seen they're ghoul lore posts before this so i dont really wanna say i got inspo from them but yea its cool we're cool everything is cool 🫶🫶)))

under the cut and obv tw for death, murder, overdose, disease, drowning, fire, suicide, car accidents and poison (wow thats a lot)

phantom

died in 2010 from a car crash

will not get in a car no matter how empty the roads are

was only 17 when he died

youngest ghoul in the band (death year wise)

has all the humor from the 2000s still and it drives everyone absolutely nuts (inspired this post)

aurora

died in 1925 from accidental poisoning

was one of the flapper girls and was from a fairly wealthy family

was 24 when she was accidentally poisoned by a drink that was meant for someone else

3rd oldest band ghoul (death year wise)

still absolutely loves 1920s fashion and experiments with it by adding current trends and basically becoming the fashionista of all time

cumulus

murdered in 1953 by her husband

queen in the kitchen then, queen in the kitchen now (like seriously she can make anything and everything and its kinda scary cause how tf does she do it)

was 33 when she died cause her husband thought that she was to old and not good enough for him anymore (fuck this random guy)

4th oldest band ghoul (death year wise)

found some of her old cook books from before she died and makes nice little homecooked meals for all the ghouls every sunday because it makes her happy seeing all of them happy

rain

died in 2003 from suicide

emo kid emo kid emo kid (that kid was mcr's second fan) ((frank iero was the first obviously)) (((but he was second)))

was 15 when he killed himself, his parents were devastated

2nd youngest band ghoul (death year wise)

was absolutely stoked to find out that mcr was one of the biggest emo bands and influenced so many other bands (he almost passed out listening to music again for the first time)

mountain

died in his sleep from a disease in 1979

was the kindest guy ever but when he got sick everyone kinda avoided him cause they didn't want to get sick and felt bad seeing him like that

was 27 when he died and his whole neighborhood wished they could have done something more

5th oldest band ghoul (death year wise)

was really excited when he was introduced to the greenhouse for the first time because his room was always filled with plants before he died and it felt like his own little piece of home

sunshine

died 1995 from breast cancer

was very lonely because she spent most of her prime socializing years in a hospital bed

eventually died at 29 and was happy when she did

3rd youngest band ghoul (death year wise)

purposefully grows out her hair really long so she can cut it and donate it to make wigs for people with cancer cause she wants to help ppl be more confident with themselves and not end up like she did

dewdrop

died in 1991 from drowning

never really learned how to swim because he lived in the middle of a desert where there was no water so he felt like he didn't have to worry

was 25 when a friend pushed him off a boat as a joke and he was never able to get back up

4th youngest band ghoul (death year wise)

even though the element switch hurt like a bitch and ripped a whole piece of himself out, he felt somewhat relieved because the lingering fear of water was no longer plaguing his mind

aether

died in 1864 from a house fire

had 2 kids and a wife and they lived out in the country side in the middle of no where

was 38 when the house caught fire and he died saving his family from the flames

2nd oldest band ghoul (death year wise)

was still so incredibly british when he was summoned that dew had a heart attack when he started talking

cirrus

died in 1798 after being murdered by an angry mob

was a major activist for womens rights and had her own little rebellion against all the stupid expectations set for women back then

was 32 when an angry mov finally snuffed her out and killed her along with the rest of her little rebellion

oldest band ghoul (death year wise)

is still a hige advocate for women's rights and has to try not to laugh when someone says that she looks like/acts like herself before death (cause they obv dont know thats her lmao she cracks up everytime)

swiss

died in 1981 from a drug overdose

was an addict and wanted to stop but he couldn't afford getting help and his family didn't want to be associated with him so he was kinda on his own

overdosed at age 35 because he couldn't live like this anymore so death was the only option that he believed was available

5th youngest band ghoul (death year wise)

refuses to do any other drug than weed because he is still so extremely paranoid about becoming an addict again or accidentally overdosing

#i lost my train of thought like halfway through this but bada bing bada boom we're here now #shitghosting #the band ghost #ghost bc #ghost band #rain ghoul #swiss ghoul #phantom ghoul #aether ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #mountain ghoul #cirrus ghoulette #cumulus ghoulette #aurora ghoulette #sunshine ghoulette #headcanons #they are all very special to me your honor #vyaps

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hypnoneghoul · 3 months

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okay this is the one topic I will go on anon for, dont mind me.

anyway, seeing as we have a kind of piss thing going on (a trickle if you will god Im sorry)

what about rain convincing the others to just, completely soak him in a gold shower. like think bukkake but piss. I would love to see it with everyone but if also understand if you dont want to do that, in that case choose who you think are best for the scenario. and if you dont wanna write it at all thats also perfectly fine pls dont feel like you have to!

bestie the noise that escaped my mouth when i saw that... yeah

700 words, what it says in the ask so bukkake but piss, rain x all the boys with transmasc dew, bit of p in v

Rain is a freak. He may not seem like one, but he is and all the pack knows it all too well. Each and every one of them was a subject of his… fantasies so many times it was uncountable at this point, whether he was doing something to them or asking them to do something to him.

One of Rain’s favorites was when it was the others’ turn to do something to him. All of them, preferably.

It started with a good old fashioned orgy. A sex party, if you will, though this time the ghoulettes kept away, letting the boys to their own devices. The ghouls locked themselves in Rain’s room hours ago and only noises that kept spilling out of there were an indicator of them still being alive and well. Maybe not too well.

The party was slowly coming to an end. Its grand finale. Everyone had taken a cock and everyone’s cock was taken. Nearly everyone had cum, at least twice. All the sexual tension of the day was dissipating. They were getting tired, but it was still not over.

Rain was still waiting.

He was engaging alright; he’d eaten Dewdrop out, rode Mountain and fucked Phantom, but as they all kept cumming, he didn’t. Not once.

“Fuck…” Swiss sighed as he was coming down from his fourth orgasm of the night, this one inside Dewdrop’s cunt. “This is fun, but I don’t think anyone’s got more in ‘em.”

“I second this,” Aether grumbled from under Phantom. “Got your fill, Tadpole?”

“Ugh. Fine.” Everyone chuckled at Rain’s dramatic eye roll. The water ghoul truly was insatiable, but if he wanted his plan to be followed through, he’d have to agree to do it now. Otherwise he’d have to milk it out of them all asleep, which… he wouldn’t entirely mind, neither would they, but it wasn’t the plan. Rain crawled out of Mountain’s lap and to the middle of the room, settling on his knees.

“You sure you don’t wanna move to the shower?” Phantom asked, still a bit concerned. He did take part in Rain’s… play time more than once, but this particular type of action was his first.

“Don’t you worry about it, bug,” Swiss scoffed. “He’s got it.”

“Come here,” the water ghoul all but growled at nobody in particular. All of them, really. “Soak me, make me cum.”

They didn’t need any further encouragement.

With some groans and hisses all of them made their way over to kneeling Rain, taking their positions all around him. So simple, yet so powerful. Only Dewdrop waited, sitting at the edge of the bed and staring Rain down with fire in his eyes. As usual, the best part was his.

“Come on,” the water ghoul spat out once more and without further ado, the ghouls looked at each other and got even closer. Rain was opening his mouth again but instead of words, a high pitched moan left it when Mountain’s piss hit his chest. Then Aether on his back, Swiss on his right, Phantom on his left.

Rain was completely blissed out, shuddering and moaning, hands gripping his thighs, as he was being absolutely showered in hot piss. His red cock was rock hard and leaking, waiting for the slightest of touches to make him burst, cum so hard he’d black out. He couldn’t hear the noises others were making, in awe of their packmate so filthy.

As all the streams were slowly dying out, Dewdrop stepped in. Finally.

He straddled Rain’s lap and the water ghoul’s eyes snapped open. Before he could register what was going on, Dewdrop slammed himself all the way down onto his cock, his wet and stretched out cunt swallowing Rain up to the very hilt with no issue.

Debauched moans rang out from both of them and the fire ghoul rolled his hips exactly once before letting go with a sigh and pissing all over Rain’s cock, balls and thighs. Rain wailed, then, jaw going slack and head falling backwards as he shook all over and cummed deep inside Dewdrop, some of his copious amounts of cum leaking out and mixing with the other’s piss, still trickling out.

Now, Rain was satiated.

#hypnone writes #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #rain ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #swiss ghoul #mountain ghoul #aether ghoul #phantom ghoul #cw piss

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