#aether/dew/aurora

[coffeeghoulie]

Hi :3 please be weird about quintessence whenever you have the time. Dealers choice of ghoul pairing <3

Thank you for the excuse to write this, Golfball :3. This has been rotating in my mind for a while.

Anyways. Behold 1.2k of Aether and Aurora being weird about Dew's size kink. Contains quintosis/quintessence use, some gill play, and size kink.

divider by @wrathofrats <3

Dew's losing his mind.

When Aurora had whispered into Aether's ear at dinner, he hadn't expected it to lead to this. The way the little ghoulette had blushed, he'd imagined she'd asked to be taken apart by the two of them.

And he'd been excited for it. Aurora's always a fun time. She's just as flexible as her summons-mate, though the voidling always seems to get more attention for it. And, as his brain helpfully reminds him, Aurora's small enough to slip into his bunk comfortably with room to spare.

The multi-ghoulette is small enough that Dew's frame covers her completely. Her legs are hitched up around his narrow hips, toes curling with every movement, the sparkly blue polish on her toenails catching the light. Her eyes glitter as she stares up at him, little breathy noises spilling from her lips.

Aurora has enough water in her elemental mix to get wet. Cool and wet and so fucking tight around him. Her slick pools underneath her ass, smearing against his balls as he presses into her. Dew has his face tucked into the crook of her neck. He can feel the soft puffs of breath from her jewel-tone gills against his burning cheek, and her whispered words against the shell of his right ear.

"Fuck, so big, Dew," she breathes, and Dew's smart. He's been around the block a time or two. He knows what quintessence feels like. Hers is a little newer to him, more like the sparklers Sunny and Swiss like to set off than Aether's more carbonated magick.

Especially when Aether's whispering into his other ear, thrusting slow and steady into his ass, big body draped over both of them. Each thrust shoves him deeper into Aurora's cunt, dizzy and trapped between them. "Such a good boy, darling, can't you feel how big I am inside of you? Lucifer, I'm ruining you, baby," He says, voice low and rumbling through his chest.

Both of their quintessence flows through his mind, twining and swirling around each other, pulling in different directions. He swears to Asmodeus that Aether genuinely feels bigger than normal, spreading him wider, big hands wrapping nearly all the way around his skinny hips, swears that he's so deep Dew can taste him.

He feels their quintessence playing tug of war with his perception, pulling every which way, fighting with marionette strings. He feels too big for his body. His skin is covered with static and uncomfortably tight in the best fucking way.

"Don't I feel so little?" Aurora coos, batting her eyelashes innocently, and Dew groans, wrists buckling as he drops to his elbows over her, still careful not to crush her. Her pert little breasts brush against his chest and he keens, kissing sloppily over her neck and gills. "You're so big, Dewey, shit, feels so good."

When Dew drops, Aether follows. His broad chest presses against his back, the scrape of of coarse hair making him lose even more of his brainpower. "No, you don't feel big, do you, love? So fucking small, my precious little fire ghoul. I can barely get my cock to fit in that tight little ass, can't I?"

Even though Aether had taken his sweet time opening him up with care and devotion, Dew feels the stretch tighten impossibly. Aether's cock presses hard into his walls, the head nudging against a spot that makes him cry. He sobs into the multi-ghoulette's shoulder and trembles between them.

Magick flows through him, his head spinning. He knows that he's thoroughly drunk on it. If he lifted his head to look in the mirror across the room, he knows that his irises would be a deep, deep violet. At least he doesn't have to worry about actually fucking Rory. Aether's got that well and taken care of. Each thrust deep into him knocks his hips against hers, her tight little cunt squeezing the life out of him.

Aurora arches, her toes curling. Aether lets go of his hip to grab her calf, rubbing circles with his thumb into the tense muscle. "Doesn't he feel good, little mote?"

"Mhm," Aurora cries out sweetly, her walls tensing hard around Dew. Her claws dig into his shoulderblades and draw red, raised lines down his back. The bite of pain makes him throb, mouthing weakly and uncoordinated at her collarbone. "He's so big, Aeth," she says. "Too big." There's genuine overwhelm in her voice, and then all Dew can hear is the wet noise of mouths colliding.

He finds the strength to lift his head from the crook of her neck and her sweet strawberry scent and immediately drops back down with a keening groan. They're kissing over his shoulder, sloppy and wet, and Dew just manages to catch a glimpse of pink tongue, purple sworls of quintessence as Aether shifts his magick to her.

Dew blinks blearily as his mind clears somewhat, Aurora losing her focus on him. Aether lets go of his hips, and he'd whine about it, but one big hand reaches under him to play with the little pink gem on the barbell that runs through the hood of her clit, and everything goes white as Aurora cums with a scream.

Her pussy squeezes impossibly tight, rippling around his cock and gushing with slick. Dew grunts and breaks out of his stupor. He ruts into her, trying to work her through it, but it's too much and everything goes white as he cums inside of her. His balls are uncomfortably tight to his body, the quintessence prolonging his orgasm until he's shooting dry inside.

Dew clings to her, pressing sloppy kisses over her gills, feeling the way her breath hitches as he licks at the sensitive openings. She paws weakly at Dew, at Aether, her pretty deep green eyes shot through with violet and rolling back in her head.

Aether's still thick and heavy where he's buried in Dew's ass, but Dew swallows hard and ignores it. "Yeah, pretty girl?" he breathes, slowly coming to his senses. The quintessence is still there in the back of his mind, but with how it's split between the two of them, it's much easier to think, thank Satan. "How's it feel?"

She nods, still spasming around him. Aether's other hand cards through her bubblegum pink hair, thick fingers separating the sweaty strands. She purrs as she glances between the both of them. "Fuck, so full," she giggles, her head slumping back against one of the pillows in their nest as she basks in the afterglow.

Aether chuffs, satisfied, before turning his attention back to Dew. He leans down, noses at the scar in the crook of his neck, and kisses at his earlobe. "You want to watch for a little, my darling?"

Dew huffs indignantly, but his tail wags, wrapping around Aether's thigh with an affectionate squeeze. "Yeah, starshine," he purrs, nuzzling back against Aether's cheek. It doesn't stop him from whining when Aether pulls out, guiding him out of Aurora with the motion. He kisses her cheek before settling on his side next to her. Dew pets her hair as Aether steps aside for a moment.

"Where's he goin'?" Aurora whispers, and Dew can see the sparks of purple in her irises where Aether's magick lingers. She's got to be floating. Dew grins.

"He's cleaning up real quick," he says, blunt claws scratching her scalp in the way he knows she likes. "But when he comes back, ladybug? You think I was too big?"

The way her eyes widen comically makes him laugh, stealing a kiss as he watches in real time as the tables turn on her. "Oh, sweetheart, you're in for it."

[cumulo-ghoulll]

Feral Ghouls HCs

(hunting season pt. 5)

Copia baby talks all of his ghouls when they're feral

If any of them come up to him (and doesn't look too aggressive) he squeals "my baby!!", or "oh! a lil ghoul!!", or "look at that lil creature!!"

He leaves out food for all of them every night, it's usually a selection of their favourite snacks and whatever was left over from dinner

Copia likes to eat his lunch outside as well

He usually ends up sharing it with Dew or Swiss

Dew in particular is very vocal when he's 'found' food and ends up attracting at least seven other ghouls

By the time Primo's or Secondo's ghouls have come to see what's going on, Copia's already dropped his lunch and has ran back inside

Occasionally, Copia will spot Terzo's ghouls

They're very rarely seen but will sprint over to Copia if they see him

Alpha is usually the only one to come over

He likes being around Dew, and since Dew is usually with Copia, he'll run over to Copia

He's a pretty big ghoul, certainly bigger than Aether, so having a giant, unglamoured, feral hell beast running full speed at him always scares the shit out of Copia

Sometimes, he gets circled by Terzo's ghouls if they haven't seen him in a while

They'll all pace round him and sniff as they decide whether to maul him or not

Copia is, by this point, screaming for Terzo to do something

His brother will lean out of his window, complain that he woke him up, and tell his ghouls to leave Copia alone

They usually all go scampering back into the woods

The ghoulettes are also very rarely spotted

Cumulus is very trusting of Copia when she's feral and likes to find him on her third or fourth day of the season to have her hair brushed and plaited to keep it tidy

She'll purr the whole time and Copia pulls her curls out of her face and ties them back neatly

By the time, she's usually fallen asleep in his lap

Copia doesn't dare move in case he wakes her and has been stuck for hours before

Once Lus lets him go, he has to go and get his lint roller and roll all the hair and fluff off of him (Lus sheds like mad when she's feral)

If Rain goes to Copia, he likes to greet him by shaking pond water onto him

Everyone knows that Copia was with Rain when he comes back inside soaking wet

Rain also likes to bring him fish he's caught and tries to get him to eat it

Copia will then pull the good old "look over there!" trick and throw the fish back into the pond while Rain isn't looking

Copia's been bitten by Rain a lot too and had tiny scars on his hands because of it

Rain never bites him out of malice, it's usually when Copia's trying to get some algae or fish scales out of Rain's hair

Rain thinks it's a game and will nip at Copia's hand when it goes past his mouth

To Rain, he's only biting softly, but he forgets he has serrated teeth which hook into flesh so they'll catch and tear Copia's hand when he bites

Copia's brothers and most of the siblings of sin criticise him for still visiting his ghouls during hunting season but he pays them no mind

He did try to keep away from them once, but they all managed to break into his room and destroy the place while he was out because he wasn't giving them any attention

Copia learned his lesson that day.

[farter-imperator]

Ghost BC Whump Month is back!

That's right. 30 days of hurt with no (or very little) comfort!

For Whump Month, you can use any characters you want in the Ghost universe, including OCs. You can use platonic relationships, you can use romantic relationships, you can use relationships where both characters hate each other, you can use relationships where neither characters have met!

Starting on the first of June 2024, you can write, you can draw, and you can create in any way you want for these prompts.

If you do create anything, please tag me in it! I wanna see your work! I'll reblog any Whump Month creations.

Of course, make sure your creations are CWed appropriately, and then make sure you tag 'Whump Month 2024', so that everything can be found easily!

Have fun!

[sovaghoul]

Ghouls as flowers. All images are screenshots from fb groups

🌷🌼🌸🌻🌹🏵🌺💠💐🪻⚘️🪷

Ifrit

Rain

Aether

Sunshine

Omega

Swiss

Phantom

Dewdrop

Delta

Aurora

[v-ternus]

Meanwhile, in the ghoul group chat…

Swiss: who is screaming?

Rain: not me

Mountain: cant hear it, im in the kitchen

Sunshine: i think its coming from the very end of the hall

Aether: maybe Aeon?

Swiss: someone tell him to shut the fuck up

Aurora, Aeon’s neighbor: guys… promise not to laugh

Aeon, in his bed: Dew accidentu bited on my peniroor

Dew, next to Aeon in his bed: he’s lying

*literally Aeon *

Inspired by:

[telleriy]

Full pack

Finally

[st-danger]

pls pls pls give us a little taste of how aeon’s heat goes and how the other ghouls handle it (from ur free use ask) i’m begging

-crookghoul

Oh how good of you to ask as I just spent time texting @miasmaghoul about what it could look like not a few hours ago.

It starts in the most embarrassing, borderline juvenile way possible, and for a very long time after, Aeon feels shame and arousal in equal measure when he revisits the memory. The shame he could probably do without, but the others seem to enjoy that slice, and their continued reaction to it ensures it'll always get him going again, even if it makes him cringe.

Nastiness under the cut.

Edit: Free use ficlet here.

To put it frankly, Aeon loses his mind. It's overwhelming in a way he has nothing to compare to, and because of that, it's almost intolerable.

They're all curled up on the couches in the common room, watching some movie Mountain chose. He can barely pay attention, and to be perfectly honest, stopped following it roughly twenty four minutes past the title screen. He feels weird in a way he can't quite quantify, and curls himself into the blanket a little further. Squirmy.

"You good?" Aether murmurs and Aeon startles, oddly enough.

"Mhm," he replies, and Aether nods his assent and turns back to the screen.

And then he feels it. Out of nowhere, apropos of nothing he feels hot from his toes to the points of his ears and the tingling that settles into his belly and creeps lower, lower, makes his stomach clench. Everyone's been, well, accommodating doesn't seem to fully define it, but usually it's kicked off by something. A dream. Dew looking at him like he means to consume him. Aurora having a little fun, unable to stop from teasing him, standing near and brushing her tits against part of him, braless, mock accidental. This is out of the blue.

This is the part he's not proud of, and cannot for the life of him, when he looks back, understand why he didn't excuse himself. He thinks he can get away with it. Not that he needs to hide, clearly not- but he feels funny about it now, nervous, and he doesn't know why:

Under the blanket, he lets his hand wander. As still as possible, slow to not rouse suspicion, he shifts again, makes it seem like hes just repositioning himself under the blanket. Innocent. But now he reaches for himself and slow and careful as he's able to avoid giving anything away, plays with himself. Pets at his shaft through his pyjama pants in long runs of his fingers, and feels his face heat. Grateful for the fact the lights are off. So, so grateful. His cock is sticking straight up before he knows it, pressing against his pants and he begins focusing on the head.

Tickling it. Giving all the attention to the tip, the underside, and while pretending to watch the movie, toys with it incessantly even as his eyes go blurry, too out of focus to catch much of what's happening on screen.

He misses the sidelong, careful glances from the others. Of course he does. He's throbbing and twitching and he has to figure out a way to pull it out so he can touch it for real. He barely registers Mountain standing up, until the lights are flipped back on. Beside him, Dew leans in and rests his chin on his shoulder, smiling. Too close for comfort and Aeon freezes.

"What are you doing down there?" Dew asks, silky and deeply amused. Aeon blanches and jerks away, hands freezing, but the giggling that echoes from Cumulus and Aurora, the knowing chuckle from Aether lets him know he's screwed. He opens his mouth to say something, flounder for some excuse, but Aether's reaching to pull the blanket away and Dew howls.

"No fuckin' way," he laughs, and Aeon feels another wave of pleasure roll off him, even as his head swivels and he stares at everyone looking back at him, looking at his lap, looking at the way he-

"Can't help yourself, huh?" Dew says, leaning in again to rest his chin on Aeon's shoulder once more, laying a hand on his knee that feels like heated steel. "Look at you go. Can't stop rubbing that red dick raw, huh?"

"I can't- help it," Aeon squeaks, looking to the others for some kind of validation, apologetic. "I don't know what's wrong, it just-"

"Came out of nowhere?" Mountain offers and Aeon nods. They all share a knowing look that makes Aeon feel he's missed something important. That they are aware of something Aeon is not. It makes him feel uncomfortable. Nervous. Incredibly nervous.

"You're in for a helluva night," Dew says, into his ear. He can feel his breath against his neck, and has no idea what he means, but suddenly the urge- the need, the absolute need, struck with a certainty that if he doesn't get a hand on himself right this second he'll discorporate- is too great and he cringes and shoves his hands down his pants to pull it out, with everyone watching.

Everyone.

"Fuck, I'm sorry," Aeon stumbles, like he hasn't been using them to get off whenever possible for weeks now. Like it's something they haven't seen. Well, not like this. Not everybody all at once, staring at him hungry and appraising while he loses his goddamned mind. He wraps both hands around himself and starts to jerk himself in quick, short pulls, frantic and stupid and fast. Singleminded intensity to cum. He hears a groan from one of them, and another round of giggling and cringes again, full bodied as he leaks a shining pearl of pre from his tip.

"Oh, don't be," Dew purrs and Aeon screws his eyes shut and pants and jerks and jerks-

He's there before he realizes what's happening, and now, unlike what's been happening earlier, he feels the base of his cock, the one he's been rubbing red sore any chance he gets, on anything he can, begin to swell and apparently everyone notices it too, because there's a chorus of sounds, approving and nasty from his audience.

"He's gonna pop it," he thinks he hears Swiss say.

He doesn't understand but it makes everyone laugh again and suddenly his orgasm is upon him and he knows on instinct he has to squeeze himself there, hard, now-

He uses both hands to wrap around and milk the bulge, hips thrusting forward, and watches, mortified and keening, as it tries to bounce out of his grip and spit out rope after thick rope, and he cannot let go of the fat bulge, has to pulse it rhythmically, just knows he has to-

"Unholy shit," Dew cackles, "he actually, oh. Oh unholy shit look at that-"

He finishes cumming, eyes watering while he looks around at the others, still unable and unwilling to loosen his hands- he just knows if he does it'll be unbearable. Doesn't know how he knows, but he knows. He takes in the delighted, hungry looks from the others and the nerves come crashing back, accompanied by deep embarrassment and excitement.

"Welcome to the club, sweetheart," Swiss grins, standing up. Aeon's stomach lurches when he sees the outline of his cock pressed against his pants.

[myriad-ghoulette]

The ghoul's eyes (mainly the pupil) are like a cat's eye, they're big and round when the ghouls are with people they like and turn into slits when they feel threatened or are feral

[mekonfoy]

new ghoul charms are here!

everything is the same as here ($10 for a random one, $15 for AB)

also as a promo I'm offering Papa IV + AB ghoul combo for $30 (instead of $35)

sharing this is very appreciated<3

these are from a new manufacturer, so they're of a bit different color (new ones on the right). these pics are actually as color accurate as I could make them (they're much more accurate than grass pics above) ((except for ones in bottom right corner I suck at taking pics))

[coffeeghoulie]

Writing prompt, if you're ever feeling up for it:

I desperately need part 2 to that Aether/Dew/Aurora quintessence ficlet. The size difference between everyone has me gnawing at the bars of my enclosure /pos -🌌

Ghostober Day #17: Size Kink

Much thanks to @kroas-adtam for putting Ghostober together <3

Pairing: Aether/Dew/Aurora

Aurora bites off a little more than she can chew, but Aether and Dew work her through it. A direct continuation to this fic.

Explicit, 2k. Contains quintessence use/quintosis, size kink, belly bulge, and praise kink.

Divider by @wrathofrats <3

"Oh, sweetheart," Dew coos, running his blunted claws through Aurora's sweat soaked hair. He glances past her to where the light pools out of the bathroom, waiting for Aether to finish washing up. "You're in for it."

He watches Aurora's eyes go wide, pupils sluggishly dilating big and black as the quintessence makes it harder for her to process. She's floating, and if Dew focuses, he can almost feel the static where he pets her hair.

Dew's laid on his side next to her, pressing soft kisses to the side of her face as her chest heaves, coming down from her first orgasm. How many Aether will wring from her little body is anyone's guess.

He pulls her a little closer, tucking her into the curve of his body and letting his thumb smooth over the ridge of her hipbone. "You thought I felt big, pretty girl?"

Aurora turns her head, the tip of her nose brushing against Dew's. "Mhmm," she hums, drunk on endorphins and Aether's quintessence. Dew smiles, eyes crinkling genuinely. He tucks a strand of bubblegum pink hair behind the feather tuft on the point of her ear.

"Oh, pretty girl, he's gonna wreck you."

Aurora lets out a concerned noise the same moment the bathroom light flicks off.

"Now, darling, what exactly am I going to do?" Aether says, finishing up drying his hands and tossing the towel back on the rack.

Dew props himself up on an elbow, meeting his mate's eye with a mischievous look on his face. "Rory thought I felt big inside her. You're going to wreck her."

Aurora mewls, tucking her face into the crook of Dew's shoulder. But Aether shakes his head, looming over the two of them where they're sprawled out in his and Dew's hearth. "Not going to wreck my mote, sweet girl."

She peers up at him curiously, and Dew gets a good look at the violet quintessence swirling through her dark green eyes. He keeps petting her hip as Aether looms, reaching down and cupping her face in one big palm.

Aurora lolls into it, chirping happily as his thumb smooths over her cheek. "Aeth," she whines, sweet and melodic. "Need you."

Dew chuckles, nosing at her hair and taking a deep breath of sweet strawberries and lavender. "Oh, I wasn't enough for you, Rory? You need my mate to fuck you too?" he teases, spindly fingers finding the soft swell of her breast and toying with the barbell running through her nipple. She lets out a soft noise, body jolting as he plays with the pink gem on the end.

Aether clicks his tongue, softly chiding him. "Don't tease her, darling," he hums, voice a low rumble that rushes through both of them.

Dew turns from mouthing at her gills to stare up at Aether as he looms over the two of them. "Aw, come on, Aeth. You love playing with mine."

He chuckles again before turning back to Aurora. Aether smooths the pad of his thumb over her cheek again, staring into her eyes, irises swirling with magick. "Oh, you're drunk on it, aren't you, mote?"

Aurora's breath hitches, and Dew knows the staticky feeling running through her nerves. He runs the tip of his nose along the shell of her ear. "Color, sweetheart?"

She tears her gaze away from Aether's intense gaze, turning until her nose brushes against his. "So green, Dewey," she says, breath hitching.

"If the magick's too much, he'll ease up on it, all you gotta do is say the word," Dew promises, his hand drifting until it rests on her sternum. "Snap if that's too hard."

Aurora hums, nodding slightly, and Dew watches the violet sworls of quintessence dance around her deep grey-green irises. Her fingers worry at her claws, and Aether steals her attention once more, taking one of her tiny hands in his and pinning it gently to the mattress. Dew groans softly in her ear at how his dwarf hers.

Aether's other hand smooths down Aurora's stomach until he's petting through her curls, damp with her slick and Dew's cum. She lets out a soft little gasp, back arching. Dew kisses at her temple, holding her to the bed gently.

"I got you all ready, pretty girl," he whispers as Aether hitches one of her legs up around his waist. "Aeth's gonna take care of you. You're gonna smell like us for a while, Rory. We've got our claim on you now, fucking you in our bed."

"O-oh," Aurora gasps, stiffening in Dew's arms as he props himself up on one elbow, tucking his arm under her head so she can glance down to where Aether's looming between her legs. The entire room smells of carbon and lavender and caramelized sugar.

Dew watches Aether notch himself at her entrance, her folds puffy and wet with slick and Dew's own cum. He feels more than hears her breath hitch, and Dew cups one of her pert little breasts with spindly fingers. "We've got you, sweet girl. Just feel. He's so much bigger than you," he coos in her ear, ducking down to lick a wet stripe over her gills.

She keens, the sound cut off as Aether pushes inside of her. All three ghouls groan, Dew pressing a kiss to her temple. "Oh, that's it, pretty girl. He's so big, isn't he?"

Aether grunts as her pussy squeezes him, glowing purple eyes darting up from where their bodies had joined. "Good girl, mote, you're doing so good," he groans, digging his fangs into his bottom lip as he holds back. Dew recognizes the tension in his spine, knows he's holding back from just slamming into her warmth.

Dew runs his thumb along the underside of her breast, cooing softly in her ear. "Need you to relax, sweetheart, I know he's big. Just breathe for me, ladybug."

Aurora nods, eyes darting a little slowly from Dew at her side to Aether above her and back. Her narrow chest heaves a little shakily, and both of them whisper soft things, petting at her skin in an effort to get her to relax. She squeezes Aether's hand, lacing their fingers together. "Think 'm ready."

Aether smiles boyishly, leaning down to give her a sweet kiss. "Hold on then, mote," he says, starting to move almost glacier slow inside of her. With his quintessence amplifying absolutely everything, she gasps at even the slightest friction.

Her moans are sweet when Dew tastes them on her lips, Aether's quintessence crackling like static between them on a dry winter day. "Just feel, Aurora," Dew coaxes, hand still warm on her breast. Every so often he flicks at her jewelry just to feel her gasp on his lips.

She listens to Dew. Feeling is about all she can do, stretched thin between the quintessence and the thick cock stretching her open, feeling each barbell that lines the underside press unyielding against her walls. Her entire body trembles with feeling.

Aether's pace doesn't falter, slow, even thrusts into her, with the patience and steadiness of a rhythm section musician that might only be rivaled by Mountain. Dew's always been a little jealous of how much control he has.

But that's not important now. With his hand on her breast, Dew can feel her pulse fluttering like a bird against her ribcage, the hot puffs of breath from her gills and her lips. He kisses her temple, tastes the salt of her sweat. "It feels so good, doesn't it?" he whispers into the shell of her ear. "He fills you up so good, doesn't he?"

Aurora gasps, eyelashes fluttering against her cheeks at his words. Aether hits something sensitive inside of her and it's only amplified by the quintessence coursing through her body. "So fucking good, oh Lucifer," she almost hisses, one hand held to the mattress in Aether's, and the other clinging to Aether's broad shoulders. Later, Dew will lick along the raised red lines she leaves there.

"Yeah?" Dew laughs warmly, squeezing her perky little tit in his hand. "Unholy Master, he fills me up just right," he whispers in her ear, trailing the tip of his crooked nose along the shell. "And you're so much littler, ladybug. Oh, he must feel massive."

She whines sharply, fat, overwhelmed tears rolling down her cheeks, and she must squeeze around Aether because his careful rhythm falters, head dropping down to kiss her. It's more consumption than it is a kiss, and Dew knows his mate well enough to know that all of this is getting to him too.

Aurora's back arches up off of the bed, her sharp fingernails digging into Aether's shoulder, and Dew doesn't have to be quintessence to know she's close. He lets go of her breast, Aurora too distracted with trying to kiss Aether back to protest, Dew lets his hand skate down her sternum, on route to play with the little barbell threaded through the hood of her clit.

But on his way down, he stops suddenly, tensing up against Aurora's side, his soft cock twitching hard against his hip. "Oh, Lucifer, Aether," Dew groans. Next to him, they both break the kiss, panting and lips slick with spit.

"What?" Aether asks, his chest heaving as he catches his breath, Aurora faring no better.

"Gimme, Aeth, give me your hand," Dew says, head spinning so hard he thinks he might black out. Aether raises an eyebrow but complies with his mate. Dew drags his hand down the same path he had taken, and he knows when Aether feels it because his hips jolt forward and he moans long and low in his chest. Aurora lets out a soft cry as he thrusts hard into her, blinking up with confused surprise.

"Fuck, mote," he groans, dropping his head to rest his forehead against hers. "You're so little I can feel my cock inside you."

He presses down on her belly, just above her hips, and Dew watches her eyes roll back into her head. Aurora's orgasm must trigger Aether's, because the little bulge under their palms kicks and his hips stutter, groaning loud in between them.

It takes a while for Aether to come down, Aurora still lost in pleasure and Aether's quintessence, fluttering around him. Dew pets through her hair, his hand leaving her belly to turn her face gently to him. "You took it so well, pretty girl," he whispers, watching the quintessence swirl in her eyes as Aether recovers. "Like a champ."

Her lips quirk up in a tiny smile, and he kisses the tip of her nose before he turns to watch his mate for a moment. Dew's eyes track a bead of sweat rolling down the side of Aether's forehead before dripping off of his cheek.

Aether's grip on Aurora's wrist loosens, shifting until their fingers are intertwined. Her hand is swallowed by his. "So good for us, sweetheart," he murmurs, voice low, the tone of comfort that he uses on Dew's bad nights. "Such a good girl, that's it, float for a little while."

Just for a split moment, Aether turns away from her to kiss Dew, soft and chaste on the lips. He tucks a strand of sweaty copper hair behind Dew's ear. He smiles, leans up to nuzzle at Aether's cheek. There's a little scruff there.

"Starshine, she's not gonna come down until you let her go," Dew says, laughing lightly. He can feel her muscles quivering under her skin. Aether nods, presses gentle fingers to her temple, and unravels his quintessence.

Clarity slowly comes back to Aurora's eyes, the purple fading out and leaving just a deep grey green. She sucks in a breath like she's just surfaced the water. "Fuck," she gasps. She sounds exhausted and fucked out, but she's grinning.

"Hey, princess," Aether says, petting her cheek. "How're you feeling?"

"Lucifer fucking Below," she laughs, bright and clear like windchimes. "We are so doing that again."

[queer-and-nerdy]

there are two wolves inside of you. one says that ghost is metal. the other says that ghost isn’t metal. both of these wolves are boys. they are kissing. they are gay wolves.

[rainxdewsupremacy]

NOT complaining but like- BRO I ALWAYS SEE NEW SUMMONED FIRST TIME PHANTOM FICS- I WANT TO SEE DIFFERENT GHOUL FICS OF THEIR FIRST TIMES

LIKE- GIMME MOUNTAIN’s FORST TIME OR DEW’s EVEN IFRITA IDC JUST NEW STUFF PLEASE!!!

[farter-imperator]

Since I'm now the self appointed CEO of pregnant ghouls...

The band coming back from tour. Aether and Sunny stayed behind, having to deal with the Ministry taxes.

The band ghouls get off the bus in front of the Ministry, where Aether and Sunny are waiting for them.

From a distance, Aether looks very well fed. But, as the pack get closer and closer, they realise it's something else entirely.

Aether's standing there, one hand on his rounded belly, one hand on his back. And he smells of a mix of milk and baby powder.

Swiss goes to tackle hug him, but gets held back by Cirrus. Cumulus and Aurora move closer and coo over the bump sweetly. Dew's just in shocked silence. He needs to process this alone, with just him and Aether.

Rain offers a soft "Congratulations!" but stays back, he's not been around many pregnant ghouls and it makes him a little uncomfortable. Mountain leans down and kisses Aether's head, then whispers a quiet blessing in Ghoulish. Phantom's never seen a pregnant Ghoul before, he thinks Aether just has a beer belly.

When they're alone, back in Dew's room, Aether and Dew cuddle in silence for a long time while Dew works it over in his head. He is excited, he just needs to process it first.

Finally, Dew asks the question. "How many are in there, then?"

"Two, love."

"Oh... I thought quints had big litters..."

"They do. Two's the average size for a fire ghoul litter, though."

And Dew's head snaps up.

[scarecrow-collective]

Disables your ghouls

Dewdrop;BPD, chronic fatigue, insomnia

Phantom; AuDHD, OCD, hEDS, tic disorder, maladaptive daydreaming disorder

Aurora; Epilepsy, psychosis, stutter

Rain; Tic disorder, EDS, PoTS, number dyslexia

Mountain; Deaf, epilepsy, OCD, autism

Ifrit; partially blind, BPD, dyslexia

Alpha; NPD, selective mute, dysgraphia

Cowbell; DID, selective mute, social anxiety

Zephyr; hEDS, chronic fatigue, narcolepsy+ cataplexy

Pebble: Epilepsy, tremor, autism

Please ask me about my headcanons so I can infodump:3

[eros-ghoulette]

Can we do that again?

It's Auroras first summer topside and the lake is finally warm enough to swim in it.

Character: Aurora, Swiss, Dewdrop, Aether, Alpha, Omega, Zephyr (Mountain, Phantom, Ifrit, Rain mentioned) Word count: 1218

It was Aurora's first summer topside, and she was excited, to say the least. The last days had been hot, the sun shining bright, and only a few clouds in the sky. The ghouls and siblings appreciated the old stone walls of the abbey, where barely any heat could penetrate.

Rain and the other water ghouls had been swimming in the lake for weeks already, but Aether and Omega had forbidden the others to do so because the water was still too cold. Swiss thought they worried too much but still listened to them.

“You coming, Rora?” the ghoul asked, and she nodded, grabbing her towel to follow him outside. She was wearing swimming trunks that matched Phantom's. They were black with orange bats printed on them, obviously chosen by the young quint. With that, she wore a simple black top Mist had given her.

When they reached the small beach, she saw the two older quints and Alpha lying in the sun, the fire ghoul obviously more asleep than awake. Dewdrop was standing knee-deep in the water, his tail excitedly tapping the surface, watching Rain floating in the middle of the lake, while Mountain and the others were just swimming around.

Swiss went in and swam over to the others, while Aurora stood next to Dew, a bit unsure now. She knew how to swim but still needed time to adjust to the new situation.

“Do you miss it?” she asked the guitarist suddenly, and Dew turned his head to look at her, a small smile grazing his lips. Aurora had never met him as a water ghoul.

“A bit,” he answered honestly. He had a soft spot for the newest members of the pack, though he wouldn’t admit it. “But I feel better this way. And I don’t need to be a water ghoul to swim, do I?”

She nodded, but Dew saw the hesitation in her eyes and raised an eyebrow.

“You wanna go in together?”

The question was simple, but it was Dewdrop who asked it. He wasn’t the type of ghoul to be all soft and caring on the outside; that was Aether's job. And still, he couldn’t help himself when it came to Aurora. Maybe because she reminded him of himself, he had no idea, to be honest.

“Yeah,” she answered, and Dew nodded, taking a step forward and waiting for her to follow. When he turned his head, he saw Aether's phone pointed at them and shook his head with an eye roll; sappy bastard.

Rora thought the water had a strange sensation. In the pits, the lakes where you could swim had always been warm, but she stopped every few steps now, and it took some time to get used to the temperature, especially at her upper body. But she liked it. And Dewdrop waited with her, not minding the time it took her. He just stood there, his gaze wandering between her and Phantom, who had discovered that he could jump off Mountain's shoulder and seemed to be having the time of his life.

The moment she swam over to the rest, the small fire ghoul swam further out, and everyone knew he was going for Rain.

Swimming was exhausting. That’s what she realized after half an hour. And while the others stayed in, most of them just floating around now, she was also getting cold and decided to get out and dry off. So naturally, she decided to sit down with the retired ghouls, towel wrapped around her shoulders and sandy feet on their blanket. Alpha, who was actually awake now, gave her a threatening stare for that. He was still lying on the ground, front side exposed to the sun, head rested in Omega's lap while watching the others.

Aurora chuckled at the glare, not taking the older ghoul seriously. She had seen Alpha furious and knew he was just joking. The water was still dripping from her hair and legs, the towel already completely damp.

“Ifrit, Zeph,” Omega looked over his shoulder to see the two ghouls coming over to them. They greeted them, and the young multi felt a bit reserved now, even more so when Ifrit handed Zeph his hearing aid and ran off to the water. She hadn’t talked much with the air ghoul yet, and she had high respect for them. That they sat down next to her made her dunk her head a bit lower.

The defensive attitude wasn’t unnoticed, of course, and she found herself face to face with the air ghoul. A smile grazed their lips as they saw the young multi. Swiss had talked much about her the last time they had shown him something, and he had mentioned her uncertainty around people she didn’t know well. So they looked away again but raised their hand. Zephyr loved to play with their element, and they couldn’t hold back the smirk as the sudden wind hit Ifrit in the back, making him fall over.

“Hey!” he protested, turning around, wet hair sticking to his forehead. Next to them, Zeph heard Aurora chuckle, not minding the fire ghoul anymore.

“Do you want me to show you how you can do that?” they asked her then, taking the initiative to get to know her.

Rora looked at the water and then at Zephyr and then at Aether, who nodded at her. So she also nodded.

“Yes.”

“Then come.” The air ghoul stood up, their knee cracking, but they held out their hand for her, and she took it, standing up too. After a short consideration, she decided to leave the towel on the blanket and dropped it there before following the older ghoul to the small pier.

“You know how to use the air, right?” they asked, and she nodded again. Aurora had learned some tricks in the pit and also after her summoning, but she knew that Zephyr was one of the mightiest ghouls in the ministry when it came to controlling their element.

“Okay,” they smiled and stood behind her, one arm stretched out in front, and Rora could feel the surrounding air. She felt how Zeph controlled it, bringing it in front of them to steer it in the right direction.

“Now try to take it over,” they told her. “Concentrate on it.”

It was a weird feeling, like there was no air around her, but it pulled at her hand, so it must be there. Zephyr moved to stand beside her.

“Good. Now I’ll count to three, and you’ll push your hand forward and let go of the air,” the air ghoul said then. Of course, they were controlling most of it, but she was a multi, after all, and had never done something like this before. “One… two… three!”

Zeph barely needed to push their hand, but Aurora did it, and the wind hit the water, making surprisingly big waves.

“Did you see that?” Aurora laughed, the pure joy written on her face. Zephyr was exactly how the others told her they would be; maybe even more fun.

“Aeth! Did you see that?” she asked louder, turning around to look at the quint.

“It was really cool, Rora!” he agreed with a smile.

“Can we do that again?”

Zephyr chuckled but nodded." _____________________

it was really much fun to write Rora and i hope you guys like her

@sister-nyx it's definitely not what i planned to write, but i hope you like it nonetheless

this is the swimming trunk btw

AND REBLOGS ARE REALLY APPRECIATED

[myriad-ghoulette]

The ghouls and Papa know better than to give Phantom anything caffeinated